#robin buckley oneshot

[ddejavvu]

Play wrestling with your gf Robin Buckley, but Steve walks in and practically shrieks because he thinks you two are doing something wildly different

In Steve's defense, you are biting Robin's thigh. But you're biting her thigh to overpower her, which- doesn't sound much better. But you're wrestling - really wrestling, not wrestling.

You've got her pinned to the wall, and you'd dropped to your knees to gnaw at the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. The pinch from your teeth is meant to make her knees give out, and once she's on the floor you'll grab her wrists and pin them to her back. Then you'll declare yourself the winner before she can escape. It's meant to be a foolproof plan, but- well, Steve Harrington has been called a fool before. Perhaps no plan is foolproof enough for him.

He's accustomed to walking into Robin's room like it's his own, but this time you're sure he wishes he'd knocked. He finds you kneeling between Robin's legs, face buried in her thigh a little too close to what's between them for Steve's comfort.

He screams. He screams, and slaps a hand over his eyes, and stumbles backwards all at once, which means he goes tumbling back down Robin's staircase. Her bedroom is right at the top of it, and the hallway is evidently not wide enough for Steve to stop in before he falls right back down the way that he came.

You both dart to the staircase and watch as he lands at the base with a sickening thud, and a groan that you've come to associate with visits to the emergency room.

"Steve?" Robin calls, feet pounding against the stairs as she races to his side. She prods at his temple, and when he grumbles something incoherent in response, she lifts his head off of the floor. She cradles it in her hands, checking for his pulse, "Steve, can you hear me?"

"Yes, dipshit, stop poking me," He swats her hand away when he regains the wind that was knocked out of him, and he sits up while glaring at you where you stand at the top of the staircase.

"That was fucking disgusting." He accuses. You're fairly certain you have the right to do whatever you want with your girlfriend in her own home, but you'd just caused Steve possible brain damage, so you don't point that out.

"We were play-fighting," Robin huffs, rubbing the back of her hand where Steve had smacked her, "You're the one who didn't knock."

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I've been your best friend for two years," Steve gripes, struggling to his feet and rubbing at the back of his head where you presume it hit a step, "I didn't know I had to alert the presses to my arrival. Listen- you two," He turns his glare back to you, "I'm- happy for you, okay? But don't- don't ever do that shit again. Close the door, put a sock on it, put up a sign, I don't care, just- never again."

Steve chooses to ignore your rather snippy 'Yes, sir,' in favor of exaggerating a wince as he prods at a sensitive spot near the base of his neck. "Un-fucking-believable," He scoffs, "Another concussion, and this one didn't even come from an interdimensional monster.

[moonstruckme]

so requests are open again, can i así for a Robin fic where she tries to ask Reader out but she is really nervous and all cute?

Thanks for requesting babe!

Robin Buckley x fem!reader ♡ 1.1k words

You have no idea how Robin managed to get Keith to let three of you work the Saturday shift, but you owe her your life for it. 

Normally, you end up by yourself, uneventful weekday nights where you organize and reorganize the clearance section, talking to yourself since the last time you brought a book and Keith’s boss caught you on the cameras you got chewed out. 

Robin and Steve have a routine of their own. They pulled a hidden stock of snacks out of the break room, gossipped about who had borrowed what movies for how long and what that meant, made up ridiculous life stories for the customers that came in. Then Dustin had come over and Robin had relegated the boys to the back room. You like Steve, but you’re not mad about it; having Robin all to yourself makes your stomach do flips like it does on a rollercoaster. 

“Okay,” she says in a low voice, eyes tracking a customer who’s just wandered into the teen section. You’ve hopped up on the counter, sitting with your back to the door and your legs dangling, and her elbow is about three inches from touching your thigh. “The guy in the tank top. What do we think about him?” 

“He looks like he just rolled out of bed.” Which isn’t unreasonable, because it’s only ten. “Who comes to rent a movie first thing in the morning?” 

“Someone desperate,” Robin agrees. You’re both leaning in as you talk in near-whispers, but that distance between her arm and your leg stays. 

You hum. “He could have kids.” 

“Does he really look like someone who has kids?” 

“I don’t know what people who have kids look like. I guess there’s probably a variety.” 

“Fair…” She kisses her teeth as she watches him, big eyes narrowed sneakily. “I don’t know, I think he’s horny.” 

Your laugh is so loud and sudden you have to clamp a hand over your mouth. A customer browsing near you gives you an odd look, and you murmur an apology. Robin looks delighted. 

“Why would you think that?” you hiss at her. “He’s just looking for a movie.” 

Her expressions turns sheepish, complete with a cute half-smile that makes your brain buzz distractingly. “It’s possible I have some information you don’t.” 

You lean back on your hands and tilt your head, looking at her curiously. 

Robin leans in close. “He rented Fast Times five days ago and hasn’t returned it.” 

Her eyes are sparkling with amusement. With great effort you tear your gaze from them, looking past her at the man. “Oh,” you say, “yeah, I see it. He looks like he hasn’t shaved in days. I’ll bet he’s been locked in his mom’s basement watching the pool scene on repeat.” 

She turns her head down toward your leg to hide a smile, and her laugh tickles down your spine like a grazing touch. You have to trap your bottom lip between your teeth to keep your own grin from getting too out of hand. 

“This is fun,” you blurt. Or, it feels like a blurt, but Robin doesn’t seem to note your abruptness, only turning her eyes up to yours curiously. “Hanging out, I mean. I wish we worked the same shifts more often.” 

“Yeah, I—it is fun.” Robin’s smile gets a funny look to it, her gaze flitting down to the counter. “I’d rather work with you than Steve anytime. Not that you’re, like, only just better than Steve, obviously you’re tons better than him, I just meant that—Steve, he’s actually not terrible, I mean he’s probably my best friend, and he and I hang out outside work all the time, so—” She presses her lips together as if physically stopping herself. You chew your bottom lip. “Basically, I like hanging out with you even more than him, which is…not as low a bar as you might think.” 

“I don’t think that’s a low bar,” you say through a smile. “Steve seems cool.”

She scoffs. “He’s not. Don’t let him think you think that.” 

“He seems nice, I mean. Nicer than he was in high school.” 

“Exactly.” Robin lifts her stare to yours again, something like relief in it. “Yeah, he’s…better. He, like, had a spiritual change or something.” 

“Maybe he found good influences.” You nudge her leg with the toe of your shoe. She makes a scratchy laughing sound, looking away from you again. 

“We hang out a lot outside of work,” she says.

“You mentioned that.” 

“We could try that.” 

You blink, her candor cutting through the light and flirty feeling you’ve fallen into like a knife. 

“You and me?” 

“Yeah.” Her eyes find yours. “Like, if you wanted to hang out more, we don’t have to—I mean, we could, totally, we just don’t have to—do it here. At the store.” Her throat bobs so quick you almost miss it. Your chest feels tight, but not entirely unpleasantly. “We could go to the movies, or to get pizza, or to the roller rink—I don’t actually really know what you like to do, but you have to like movies, right? We could definitely watch a movie.”

There’s a commotion in your stomach. You want to look down and check again the distance between her arm and your thigh, but for some reason now it feels like too much of a risk. “Like, with Steve?” you ask. 

Robin’s nose wrinkles. “Definitely not with Steve.” 

“So, just us.” 

In the corner of your eye, you see her hands flex on the countertop. “If you want,” she says quietly. 

You wet your lips. When you take a second too long to answer, she goes on, “Or we could totally invite other people, if that’s what you want to do.” 

“No,” you say quickly. “Just us is…is good.” 

“Really?” Robin sounds so surprised you can’t help but smile. She smiles back, tentatively, like she’s not one-hundred percent sure if she’s in on the joke but she’s happy if you’re happy. 

“Yeah.” You lower your voice, glancing around the store. You’d nearly forgotten you were in public. You think for a second you catch Steve looking, but he directs his stare to the movies he’s organizing, smiling to himself and waving off something Dustin’s said. “I’m not doing anything tomorrow, if you want to see what’s showing then.” 

Robin grins, huge and heart-stutteringly pretty. It shows all her teeth and little lines shoot out from her eyes like rays of sunshine. “Do you like thrillers?” 

“Sure.” No. 

She leans forward conspiratorially, and it takes every ounce of willpower you possess not to look down when you feel her skin make contact with the side of your thigh. Your heart starts beating hummingbird fast. “Perfect.” 

[steddiehickeys]

edge of seventeen

pairing: robin buckley x guitarist! female reader

requested?: yes!

content warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, steve being an ally, neck kissing, teasing, face riding, oral giving & receiving (female), soft dom! reader, switch! robin kinda i guess, fingering (reading giving), robin being a goofball, short cute fluff at the end

word count: ~ 2,000

summary: our girl robin has a girlfriend, aka the reader, who’s the lead guitarist in a band. her watching your shows and watching your fingers play so expertly makes her want you even more than she did in the first place.

a/n: edge of seventeen by stevie nicks came on while i was writing up the summary so if you wanna give that a listen while you read jus click the link :)))

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Robin and Steve's smiles beamed from the back of the small venue you and your band were playing in. (She usually stayed in the back because she doesn't like tight crowds).

Just like the white-winged dove

Your fingers strummed across the strings so easily, never, ever missing a beat.

Sings a song, sounds like she's singing

If you were being completely honest, it was a tad hard to focus because of how mesmerized Robin is by you. The way she clapped and held her hands together while she jumped along to your songs.

Having someone so fucking beautiful so obsessed with you; it's hard to keep your thoughts clean all the time. Especially when she wears outfits to your shows she knows to make your mind race.

The only thing on your mind at the moment was taking Robin out to your van after the show and giving her a night she'll be thinking about for weeks. Focus on your strumming, y/n.

Ooh, baby, ooh, said ooh

After finishing up your final cover of the night and thanking the audience, you headed backstage so you could wipe your face and pack up all your things.

Once you walked out to the back where your van was parked, it didn't take long for you to notice that cute head of short fluffy brown hair. Well, two of them I guess; Steve was there too.

Robin's back was to you, so you do a "shhh" motion to Steve before tickling her sides and then pulling her backside into your before she could pull away.

You gently kissed where her neck and shoulder met, "You look stunning tonight, Robin." She smelled like vanilla and amber; you swore you could get high just off her scent.

Robin's giggles eventually slowed down as she blushed and turned around to face you. "And you looked stunning up there! Are you kidding? You looked so frickin cool!"

You couldn't stop the huge smile that crept up on your face. "Thank you, babe. I try to look all super-sexy-rocker-chick for you." You put your fingers under her chin to make her look you in the eyes; that just causes her to blush more.

"Well, you definitely looked all super-sexy-rocker-chick tonight." She bit her lower lip and leaned in closer to you. She gets so flustered by you she can forget other people exist. You hear Steve clear his throat.

"As cute as you two are, I have to pick up Henderson from Mike's house in 20 minutes. Do you need a ride home, Robin?" He leans against his car with his arms crossing over his chest.

You both smiled at Steve's generosity, but you interlaced your fingers with Robin's before saying, "Don't worry, Harrington, I got her."

He ran a hand through his hair before giving you and Robin both a quick hug. "Amazing job tonight, Y/N. Make sure you save Eddie a ticket for next time, he keeps talking about how he can 'out-shred' you on the guitar." He laughs and turns on his heel to get into his car.

"Will do." You chuckle as you both watch Steve drive away.

"Shall we?" Robin takes your hands and starts walking backward toward your van; you know the look she has on her face. She keeps running her teeth over her bottom lip and she has a slight darkness to her eyes that gives you a tingle between your thighs.

"Oh, we shall." You devilishly retort back to her as you give her a quick peck on the lips and open up the back doors of your van. Once you had your guitar and amps loaded and off to the side, you offered your hand to help Robin into the back.

She smiled sheepishly at you and crawled into the back, purposely arching her back, exposing the lacy black underwear she decided to wear today.

Robin quietly giggled to herself, as shy and nervous as she could be sometimes, she basked in the way she made you squirm. Her ego would boost just a little whenever she would see you swallow a bit harder or play with the rings on your fingers as you stared at her.

You both sat cross-legged on the Baja blanket you have sprawled across the floor of your van; her almost straddling you while you run your fingers up and down her legs.

You feel the goosebumps form on her skin underneath your touch; an imaginary puppeteer pulling your lips up into a smirk. You ever so lightly grazed your fingers all the way up her legs until you reached the hem of her dress.

You softly connect your lips to hers and her eagerness shone through when she spread her legs a bit more. You took this opportunity to slide her dress up her thighs, exposing the rest of her legs and her underwear.

Your hands found their way to the hem of her underwear; you looked up at Robin and she gives you a small, quick nod, giving you permission to continue.

Robin's breath stuttered as she felt the cool air hit her pussy, which was dripping wet for you. "Please touch me." She pleaded as you kissed your way down her neck, a whimper escaping her lips as you sucked on the sensitive spot on her neck.

"Be patient, Rob. I wanna taste you first." Her mouth fell slightly agape and you licked a final stripe where you were sucking on her neck before moving onto your stomach and laying your head between her legs.

You leave agonizingly slow kisses along the insides of her thighs, causing her to attempt to clench her legs together; only to be blocked by you.

She breathes out a raspy moan as you lick a stripe from her hole all the way to her clit, attaching your lips to the bundle of nerves. You flick your tongue around in a frantic yet choreographed way; you know how to eat her pussy like you know how to write your name.

Robin feels like every nerve in her body is on fire. The only thing she can think to do as this extreme sense of euphoria flows through her body is grab hold of your hair and pull, hard.

You groan at the pressure on your scalp, taking in the pain and pleasure she was giving you. You groaning into her pussy only made her pull even more, you weren't complaining.

"It f-feels so good." She says through her shallow breaths. You smile up at her and prod your middle and ring finger at her entrance. She basically grinds down onto your fingers, allowing you to press both of them inside her.

She purred and arched her back as you started curling your fingers in and out, in and out, in and out...

"I know, baby, I know." Her hips and legs started moving at a more rapid pace after a few minutes of your tongue flicking her sensitive clit and your fingers consistently curling against that spot inside of her.

Before you two started dating, Robin just knew how good you would be with your fingers. Why do you think she likes coming to your shows so much? Watching your fingers move so quickly and professionally across the neck of the guitar and pluck the strings makes her want to scream to the world how much she wants to fuck you. God, being gay in the 80's SUCKS.

"You gonna cum for me, pretty?" You sweetly look up at her fucked-out face; chest going up and down, cheeks painted with red, tears welling up in her eyes from pleasure. You take a mental image of her at this very moment.

She nods quickly and you continue the pace at which you're going. She continuously grinds into your mouth and fingers until she's borderline pulling the hair out of your hair. You feel her cum when her walls clench around your fingers and she lays there with her eyes closed, just taking deep breaths.

You gently brush the strands of hair sticking to her face out of the way. "How do you feel, Rob?" Her silver-blue eyes beamed back at you. "Amazing. But now I want to make you feel amazing."

It was hardly a second before Robin was grabbing your hands and pulling you close to her, crashing her lips onto yours again while she fumbles trying to take off your jeans.

After she eventually gets your pants down your legs and thrown to the other side of the van, Robin wastes no time in laying down and pulling you so you were hovering over her face.

"Your throne awaits." You giggle at her ability to be silly even in these moments; but that's why you love her so much, she's able to make you comfortable in every situation.

You lower yourself down slowly and you can tell Robin grows impatient when she grips your thighs and pulls you down, harshly attaching her lips onto your throbbing clit.

You watched her eyes stare up at you while her expert tongue lapped up your arousal; she intertwined one of your hands with hers as your other hand made its way to her hair.

You weren't pulling, but something about just running your fingers through Robin's hair while she went to town on your pussy made both you and her whine in desperation.

Your breath caught in your throat when you felt Robin start tongue-fucking your hole. It was so fast yet so gentle, the warm sensation of her tongue against your wet pussy was having you see stars.

The way you taste turns Robin on so much. She could feel herself getting wetter again by the second every time her tongue touched your sweet juices.

After focusing on your hole for a few minutes, she went back to flicking her tongue up and down, side to side on your clit. She used her two hands to spread your lips apart so she could focus completely on your sensitive bud.

You could feel tingles in your stomach and pussy grow more intense as you ground your hips against Robin's face. "Please, baby. Cum all over my face, I wanna taste all of you."

Her words made your head spin and your body go numb. All of your senses felt like they were on steroids. You felt Robin's hands grip your hips tightly as she held you up so you wouldn't topple over.

She continued working with her tongue as you came down from your high, then she gently just rubbed over your slit with a few fingers to make sure you were okay.

You made your way off of her and laid down on the side next to her. You grabbed part of your blanket to wipe off the wetness that was still coating her chin and lips. (You stole a quick kiss before doing that of course, she likes when you taste yourself on her).

She laid on your chest and held your hand; you could feel her tracing "I LOVE YOU" into your palm, which would make your heart flutter. You would reply by giving her hand a gentle squeeze.

Music played over the radio as you two lay there talking about mindless shit for hours on end. You think it's about 2 AM now, but you think you could genuinely just stay up all night looking into Robin's eyes.

"Have I ever told you how much I love it when you come to my shows?"

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reblogs & feedback are so so appreciated!

also just as an fyi, i'm not going to be doing requests completely in order, because I get writer's block if I try to do that! I'm just gonna go through my requests and write when I have the inspo :)))

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[rainforest-daisies]

day 7|overstimulation

Character: Robin Buckley x Fem!reader

TW: Oral, overstimulation, sub!reader

A/n: No i didnt post this late shut up

kinktober masterlist

You could tell by the look on Robin's face, she had a bad day. The smile that normally flashed on her face the second she saw you in your apartment, wasn't there today.

Firstly, Steve's car broke down, which led them to walk to work, making Robin's legs ache with discomfort before they even reached Family Video. Then, a young kid began knocking over stacks of tapes with their mother nowhere to be seen, an old man argued with her over a price to rent, and her suit jacket happened to get caught on a chair, and ripped.

She hadn't gotten a break all day, feet pleading for rest and back aching with the weight of tapes being hauled back and forth between the storage room and shelves. regardless, she persevered, reciting to herself that she would get to see you at the end of the day, and using it as motivation to deal with each rude customer.

That motivation didn't work.

but as soon as she opened the door, stood in your presence, and held your body against hers in a hug that had never been so tight, her mood was brighter.

“Do you wanna talk about your day?” you whispered against her shoulder, arms wrapped around her waist, rubbing against the rough fabric of her now-ripped jacket.

“not really. I just wanna hold you.” her body began pushing you towards the couch, shuffling across the floor while still clasping onto each other. As she sat you down, her mouth pressed gentle kisses to your neck, slowly pulling herself onto her knees.

her hands dragged against your plush thighs, stopping at the knees and forcing your legs to part.

“Baby…you don't have to. you've had a long day, and-” your words were cut off by hers’ “Honey, I mean this in the nicest way possible, shut up. I need to relax, and you do a really good job at it.” she began peppering kisses across your thighs, running her fingertips over your clothed cunt.

heavy breaths left your mouth with each kiss, each trace of her fingers causing your heart rate to rise higher than before. her hands swiftly unbuttoned your jeans, impatiently tugging them down as you raise your hips for her, leaving them to drape over your shoes. her finger hooks under the side of your panties, and pulls them to the side in one rapid motion.

her tongue flicks out against your clit, causing your hips to jerk upwards, and her hand slides to your hip as the other holds your panties. a strong pressure from her hand holds your body against the couch, making sure you don't jerk again.

“you taste so good, baby.”

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It had been an hour. Robin hadn't stood up once, surely bruising her knees, yet lost in the sweet taste of your cunt. She pressed her face into you as if she were an addict, begging for more.

your body writhed under her from the constant stimulation, “Please rob, I can't take any more.” yet, your body betrayed your words, bucking into her face as her tongue licked at your wetness.

it was almost as if she didn't even hear you, continuing her ravishment against you.

“please rob-” her words interrupted you once again, thumb taking the place of her tongue on your clit.

“I heard you, baby.”

[melodymunson]

Robin x fem!reader x Steve (Platonic Stobin ONLY!)

Ain't Nobody Loves me better than you

ao3 link

4.4K words

(Platonic Steve x Robin. NOTHING HAPPENS SEXUALLY BETWEEN STEVE AND ROBIN! Best friends Stobin with fem!reader x boyfriend Steve and Robin. All the interactions that are sexual are between Robin and the reader only. The reader is a virgin in terms of not being with a woman. Everyone is in their young 20s in this.)

NSFW warnings: handjob, blowjob, spanking, pussy eating, lesbian sex, usage of toys, dirty talk, pussy worship, p in v sex, double-sided dildo, use of a buttplug on the reader, and anal use of a dildo on fem! reader.

Thank you for beta-reading and for being one of my closest friends @corneliuswatkins

Dedicated to @keeryatmosphere for all our Steve convos and being a good friend!

Inspired partially by an amazing Stobin x reader series by @wtfsteveharrington

Synopsis: The reader works with Steve and Robin in the Family Video and already has an established relationship with Steve. When Robin finds out she likes girls and that they have unrequited feelings for each other, they plan a date night at Steve and the readers' condo.

Dating Steve made you so happy, and he was the one for you. Working together alongside your girl crush Robin was so much fun. You went shopping sometimes together at the Starcourt mall. Most of your friends had left and gone off to college, but Robin and Steve stayed. Robin went to community college locally and you and Steve worked at Family Video, as well as, part-time at a photo development center with her. They were best friends since high school, but once you started working together, you became super close. As an outsider in Hawkins, they made you feel more welcome than anyone else, especially since being the new girl in town was never easy. After working together a few months, the 3 of you were inseparable. Robin always told the best jokes, and you loved her personality. You had so much in common. When Steve asked you out on a date, you accepted. It went well and a week after and 2 more dates; he asked you to be his girlfriend, so of course you said yes.

One night after dating for about half a year, you sat him down to tell him about being into women and what you liked about them. Steve loved that you had so much love for men and women and he was your biggest supporter. He was curious if you had ever been with a woman and you told him no, nothing- except touching and kissing. Now that he knew you felt relieved, and he asked you honestly if you liked any girl. You told him the girl who was the object of your desires was Robin. He was more than alright with this and you discussed the possibility of a threesome after telling Robin about your feelings. Of course, neither of you wanted to pressure her but to take things slowly by asking her out on a date and coming over casually first. A few more weeks passed, but you got up the courage one day to ask Robin to come over when Steve was at work at the photo development center. She eagerly agreed, all smiles, and that Saturday she would come over. Luckily, it was a day off work for everyone.

At around 730, Robin knocked on your door with a bottle of champagne. It was such a pleasant surprise, especially to see her with not only a nice bottle of bubbly but to see her show up wearing one of your favorite outfits. She had on a red tank top and denim shorts. You were wearing your favorite dress and Steve was in a polo button-up blue shirt and black slacks. Once you invited her in, you led her to the dining room. Steve opened up the bottle of champagne and poured glasses for everyone. The centerpiece at the table was a beautiful bouquet of lilies in a vase Steve had bought for you.

"What should we toast to?" Robin questioned as she lifted her glass.

You and Steve raised your glasses as well as you all thought of something to celebrate.

"To good friends and to being friends for many more years," you toasted as your glass moved closer to theirs.

"To be friends forever," Robin agreed.

"To us," Steve replied before everyone clinked their glasses together.

Everyone drank their champagne, and more glasses were poured.

As the bread and pasta were passed around the table and served and the salad put onto plates, you thought about what could happen after the dinner. Over dessert, you wanted to talk about what you wanted with Robin and your true feelings for her. Everyone ate and made small talk discussing the latest movies and TV shows you were all into. Robin was always so easy to talk to and she was so articulate with her words and hands. You couldn't help but fall more for her with every passing moment. Once dinner was over, you served the dessert of Scoops ice cream mint chocolate chip flavored with tons of toppings like chocolate sauce, cherries, candies, and marshmallow fluff. It was so good. Little did you know, but Robin had strong feelings for you too, and shared such a strong bond with you already.

"Thanks again for inviting me over. It's good to see Dingus not wear his work uniform for once," Robin chuckled teasingly before giving his shoulder a friendly pat.

Steve knew tonight would be the night you told her about your feelings.

"I love having you here, Robin. So, have you been on any dates lately?" You ask her sweetly.

"No, just boring lame single land for me."

After she and Vickie went their separate ways, she had a few random flings, although nothing ever grew serious with any other woman.

"Well, you are a catch, Robin, and you will find someone for sure," Steve remarks with a wide smile and a flash of his teeth.

You finished up your ice cream and wiped your mouth with a napkin, trying to work up your confidence to admit your feelings for her.

"Robin, I like you. I know I'm with Steve, but you are the girl of my dreams."

Robin gulped and swallowed. She felt a sense of shyness and a red flush formed on her cheeks.

"I like you too. Since you are with Steve, I never tried anything. I didn't know even if you were into girls."

"Well, I am. I love spending time together. Steve knows, and he's perfectly fine with it."

"It's true Robin I am. I want you and Y/N to have fun together and I trust both of you," Steve admitted as he reached over and gently rubbed your back.

Robin had the biggest smile on her face, and she felt so unbelievably happy.

"Have fun together? As in? What exactly…" she asked, trying to play coy even though she wanted you so desperately and couldn't even care less if Steve watched or was involved.

"Just the two of us. Making love Robin. Steve wouldn't mind it at all."

"That's what I thought you meant. And I mean dingus could join in, I guess, as long as he doesn't touch me. And I don't want him ogling over me."

"You wish," Steve playfully teased her as he realized where this night was about to go and all the possibilities.

You leaned in close to Robin and kissed her. Her lips were soft and plump. She tasted so sweet and she kissed you back with eagerness and passion. The way her lips felt as you touched her clothed breast was enough to make you wet. Steve was watching with a glint in his eyes. He was so turned on from seeing you kiss Robin that he could already feel his cock harden in the strict confines of his pants. You looked back over at Steve once the kiss broke and kissed him, too. Kissing Steve was always fun, and his strong grip on your waist, as he pulled you into him, made you groan against his lips. Robin leaned in close to you, her lips ghosting over your neck before she kissed you again. This made you groan even louder into Steve's mouth. You turned back to Robin and gave her another kiss before getting up from the couch.

"Let's take this to the bedroom now," you told them firmly, more as a command than a suggestion.

They eagerly got up to follow you- no questions asked. As you made your way to the bedroom, you stripped your clothes off. Steve followed suit and Robin did too and soon all 3 of you were on the bed making out again, tongues tangled. As you kissed Steve, Robin played with your breasts, and when you kissed Steve, Robin peppered kisses on your chest. After some time of making out, you fingered yourself, getting wetter than ever for the both of them. They both loved your boobies so much especially Robin.

"Robin, I want you to please my pussy," you begged as you fingered yourself even harder.

Robin replaced your fingers with her own and finger-fucked you- slow at first, but then faster as you moaned her name. She was so hot for you and as she spread your legs even wider; you became more comfortable by laying back against the pillows. Getting up so you and Robin could have more room, Steve sat down on the nearby loveseat in your bedroom and watched as Robin pleased you with her fingers. As she worked her fingers expertly on your clit, you arched your back, your moans getting even louder now. Softly, Steve gasped at being so turned on by the scene of things. He was rock hard and as you looked over at him; you gave him a big grin. Robin licked down your body from your neck down to your chest and nipples, giving each of them equal attention with her mouth, as her fingers continued to fuck in and out of you at a rapid pace, wanting to make you cum. Once she reached your pussy with her mouth, she replaced her fingers with her tongue and wrapped your legs around her shoulders.

"Fuck yes, Robin, just like that," you groaned loudly, gripping the bed sheets beneath you.

As she licked and sucked on your clit, you locked eyes with hers, loving the feeling of her mouth and tongue. She was gentle and sweet with you and it was different with her than being with Steve, but you loved how both of them ate you out. Her tongue eagerly pleased you lapping at your pussy and digging her nails into your thighs and ass as she grinned at you and looked up at you seductively with her pretty eyes.

"You taste so fuckin good. Steve, your girlfriend's pussy tastes like heaven," she filthily groaned before going right back to eating you out and devouring you like it was her last meal on earth.

Steve couldn't help but stroke himself as he watched Robin eat you out.

"She is amazing, isn't she? Her taste is addicting," he groaned as he watched her go right back to pleasing your pussy.

"Robin, that's so fuckin good!" You cried out and arched your back as she hit your g-spot with her fingers and sucked your clit exactly how you liked it.

You watched Steve as he stroked himself and you were even more wet now and closer than ever to orgasm.

"Cum for me, beautiful," she begged you as she slapped your pussy and fingered you.

Your moans grew in crescendo as you fucked her face. As you came, you cried out her name. She kissed up your body, meeting your lips in a kiss so you could taste yourself.

Wasting no time, you got a butt plug from the nearby drawer and oiled it up with lube before inserting it and grabbing a big rubber dildo you planned to share with Robin. As soon as she saw it, her eyes widened.

"Want to make me happy, Robin? Do you want to use this toy with me as I give Steve a handjob?"

"I would love to."

Steve took that as his cue to get up from where he was sitting and go over to the bed. Once Robin adjusted to the size of the toy, you took the other end and inserted the toy inside of you.

"That looks so fuckin hot," Steve commented as he looked at the toy you and Robin were sharing.

"Be a good boy for me, Stevie."

He groaned in response and you rocked on the toy as Robin moved on her end and you stroked his shaft, wanting to please him as you had your fun with her.

Loving nothing more than the feeling of your hand, Steve rocked his hips swiftly and put his hands on them as you gripped his shaft. Robin looked at you longingly, especially at your chest as she moaned softly. The toy felt so good and Steves's cock in your hand made you wet with your slick. You gave equal attention to his shaft and the head of his cock as you rode the toy, groaning at the sight of your pussy as well as hers. Your eyes moved between the toy and your boyfriend's cock as the sounds of wet pussy filled the room. Moving his cock to your mouth, you licked the tip and sucked, loving his taste. He grunted as he rocked his hips and you took him inside your mouth and played with the sensitive buds of your nipples.

"That's it, baby, your mouth feels so good," Steve groaned as he watched you suck him off, taking even more of him into your mouth.

Feeling so close to her release, Robin moaned louder at the sensations from the toy combined with the sight of you playing with your breasts. Getting a steady pace with sucking his cock, you made lewd noises around his dick.

"Be a good girl for me," he encouraged you.

Spitting messily on his dick and rubbing his shaft with your hand, you kissed the tip of his pretty cock. He loved your luscious mouth and how you pleased him as you found pleasure with Robin and the toy in your pussy. You moaned loudly around his thick length.

"Mm s-close already," Robin uttered as she reached out to tweak your nipple, making you gasp in pleasure.

The stimulation from the toy was just about enough to drive you over the edge. You couldn't wait to find your release. Robins's pussy was so pretty, and she was so gorgeous as she rocked back and forth on the toy. Watching her breasts bounce as she rode the other end of the pink dildo, you hollowed out your cheeks to take Steve as best as you could. Not wanting to cum yet, he released his cock from your mouth as you pouted, loving the taste of his perfect cock and already missing it.

"Don't wanna cum yet, baby," he forewarned you.

"Okay, Stevie. Fuck, I'm so close to cumming again."

"Cum all over the toy, my pretty girl," Robin encouraged you as she panted, feeling the toy hit just the right spot, making her cum. Just moments later you were right there cumming with her.

Tossing the toy aside, you embraced her, fondled her breasts, and elicited a loud groan from her.

"I want to taste you so badly, Robin," you moaned into her ear after kissing her passionately and deeply.

"That's what I want more than anything else."

Getting on her back, she spread her legs for you as you got a vibrator to use on her as well that was red. Steve's cock was so hard as he got closer to you, wanting to fuck you more than ever. You also got out a purple glass dildo for him to use on you and handed it to him before whispering in his ear,

"Use the toy on my ass."

Upon hearing this, Steve blushed. He loved ass play with you and being able to pleasure you like this again was such a turn-on for him. Taking the toy from you, he put it aside for the moment. You shook your ass in the air, letting him get a good look at your glistening wet pussy and a good view of your ass and butt plug.

"I need your mouth so much," Robin pleaded with you.

Turning your attention back to her, you got on your hands and knees as Steve came up from behind you and lined himself up at your entrance. He gripped your hips, positioning you on his cock- filling you up with his delicious length. You moaned at the feeling of him now inside and finger-fucked Robin as he thrust inside of you. He went slowly at first- being as sensual as he could to let you get adjusted to how big his length was. Moans escaped your lips and Robin's as you used the vibrator on her pussy. He slapped your ass as you ate her out. She tasted so delicious and you couldn't wait to fuck her with your mouth. Even with the vibrator turned on at its lowest setting, her moans only grew in crescendo for you.

"Fuck this is amazing I love to fuck you, baby," Steve growled as he slapped your ass and took out your butt plug tossing it aside only to replace it with the head of the glass dildo you had picked out.

As you used the vibrator and added your tongue, Robin just about lost it because of your touch, mouth, and how good the toy was working her pussy. Holding her legs down, you licked and sucked on her clit nice and slowly. Her hands tangled in your hair as you ate her out like she was the sweetest and best thing you had ever tasted. Your pretty moans as well as hers could be heard as Steve fucked your ass with the toy and grunted as you rode his cock.

"Harder, Steve. Fuck, you feel so good inside of me. I love your big cock," you cried out for him, moaning as you played with Robin and pleased her pretty pussy.

You hoped you were doing it right for Robin and pleasing her to her liking, but judging from the sounds she was making; you felt like you probably were. The toy was working your ass so well as you clenched around it.

"Mmmm, that feels so fuckin' good," Robin praised you as she rocked her hips and writhed against your tongue and the toy as she bit her lip.

Tonight was all about you and pleasing you. They both wanted you so badly and they loved having you as theirs. Steve was having the time of his life as you rode his cock. Every time you fucked him, it was full of so much passion and now, with Robin in the mix and giving you what Steve couldn't, you truly were experiencing the best of both worlds.

Between Steve's thrusts and groans, Robin's moans, and the feeling of the toy in your ass, you wanted more than anything to come undone for them. You were close to your release, and couldn't wait to cum for him and taste all of her sweet juices as she came for you. The feeling of Steve filling you up with his cum was always one of the best experiences for you. He always took care of you and was the perfect lover- never selfish or rude, but always attuned to your needs and desires/wants.

"I want to cum for you, Steve. So close now, sir," you mewled as he hit your sweet spot with his cock.

The added stimulation from the toy made you want to cum. Robin was on the brink from the vibrations of the toy you were using on her clit as you deeply tongued her pussy and made her cry out in ecstasy for you.

"Cum for me baby, I'm so close too," Steve warned you now rubbing circles on your clit with one hand as his other hand still worked the toy so deeply inside of your ass.

"A little lower. Fuck! I love your tongue," Robin gasped and prettily groaned as you ate her out to her liking, moving your tongue lower and earning even more praise from her.

"Yes, perfect! Fuck, that's the spot!" She uttered in response, stifling a loud moan as you looked up at her and ate her out getting into it. She tasted so fuckin' good and sweet. Steve kept fucking you and watching your pretty ass as you rode his cock. He wanted desperately to make you cum and loved the sight in front of him.

The sensations, tastes, and feelings you were experiencing as you pleased this woman and Steve pleased you, were truly wonderful. All of your love for them was so strong and you couldn't imagine life without them. Everything with Steve and Robin was the best experience ever.

"That's it hunny take my cock like a good little slut. Be a good girl for me babe," Steve encouraged you as you mewled and whimpered, riding his cock, getting closer than ever to chasing your high.

Robin was so close and Steve was right there with you as sweat beaded on his brow. Having you like this in between him and Robin was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. Making you feel good was his top priority, and Robin was pleasuring you with a woman's touch, and it was intoxicating. Everything with both of them was addicting.

"Fuck, I need to cum. Steve, Robin, I'm g-gonna," you warned them as you were practically driven over the edge by his cock and the incredibly sweet taste of her pussy. You hungrily ate her out as he fucked you and squeezed your ass.

"Cum for us," Robin encouraged you between moans, her eyes locked on yours.

You came so hard and Steve was there for you, loving the feeling of your wet pussy on his cock.

"Y/n I'm going to cum. With that tongue of yours, I can't resist," Robin groaned, getting to the brink of orgasm.

You responded by fingering her deeper and sucking her clit as Steve watched, about to bust inside of you.

"Fuck baby, I'm going to cum too," Steve admonished you as he felt his cock twitch inside of you as he thrust harder.

"Cum in me Steve. Cum all over my tongue, Robin," you requested them as you breathed heavily and felt Steve's cock begin to cum so deep inside of you as he rubbed your clit and practically overstimulated you getting you close to cumming again.

Robin thrust her hips, raising them even higher into your mouth. She loved to fuck that pretty mouth of yours. As she held onto your hair, holding it back, you tasted her sweet juices as she threw her head back and caressed her breasts, all while arching her back off the bed and calling out your name.

"That's it, baby, take my cum hunny," Steve praised you as he watched it drip down your legs and inner thighs- his fingers still working your clit so expertly.

"That feels so good! Fuck that mouth of yours will be the death of me," Robin gasped as she collapsed on the bed post-orgasm.

You felt your next orgasm come crashing over you as Steve worked his fingers inside of you. His lips met yours, practically devouring you, as he removed the toy from ass and put it aside.

Breathless and all fucked out, the three of you took comfort and solace in each other's arms as you lay in between them. The experience truly was one of the best nights and you couldn't wait to do it all over again someday.

"I loved that so much," you enthused feeling such euphoria. The experience was so passionate, loving, tender, and sensual.

Steve and Robin looked at you so lovingly and affectionately as you basked in the afterglow of post orgasm.

"I loved it too, baby. Having Robin here too was something else. I mean that in the best way possible," Steve admitted with a huge grin on his face.

"You are such a dingus, Steve. I had the best time with your girlfriend."

"We should do this more," you blurted out as your face turned pink and you blushed.

Robin ran lazy circles over your arm as Steve held your hand.

"If Robin will still have us."

"Let me think about it… Umm, yes! I loved every minute."

"Good. I don't want to give either of you up."

After that night together, Robin came over a lot more to hang out, watch movies, cook, bake, play board games, and just be with you and Steve. With her, though, things just felt right, and even though many people wouldn't understand your relationship dynamic, you still wanted them. You chose them every single day, and they chose you in return. As long as the 3 of you were happy together, that was all that mattered. Robin was your first time with a girl, and you were so happy it was with her. It was more than just the sex with them- so much more. They loved you and you had so much love for them. Date nights were special and romantic and their presence made you happier than you ever had been before. You fell more in love with her daily, and your love for Steve grew stronger, too. There were lots of dates and you spent so much time together having the time of your lives. Every date was special and as long as you had your 2 favorite people by your side, you had the best time of your life. You were happier than you ever were. Eventually, Robin moved in and had her room for her stuff, but you slept in the same bed. What was once just yours and Steve's was now hers, too.

One year, you even opened your own bakery/cafe and coffee shop with Robin and Steve. Working together was like living the dream. Loving them was the best thing ever and gave you so much happiness. When Dustin, Max, Mike, Lucas, Elle, and Will were older, you told them about your relationship as a happy and content throuple. They were overjoyed for the 3 of you and just wanted all of you to be happy. It didn't change any of their feelings for you, and your friendship with them stayed strong. Anyone who couldn't be happy for you did not have a place in your life and didn't deserve one, either. All holidays, birthdays, and anniversaries were celebrated with your boyfriend and girlfriend; you loved them so much. You fell in love with them more and more and being with 2 people just worked. They fit perfectly in your life and you would never give them up for anything or trade them for anything in the world. Eventually, you were pregnant with little nuggets and all over the moon about it. You had a small wedding ceremony that was private with only your closest friends and family after Steve proposed to you. Even though you were only legally married to Steve, Robin was just as much a part of it and you considered her your wife. The months of your pregnancy were filled with so much love and pampering from them and once you gave birth to twins, they were there with you to hold them first and get you anything you needed. Life with your new family brought you so much joy and you wouldn't have it any other way.

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[prettypiscesgal]

Three inches

Summary: You invite your friends over to your house and your dad, Hopper, walks in at a bad time.

Warning: A little bit of smut if you squint & fluff.

Listen while reading:

Woman in love - Barbra Streisand

Being the daughter of the chief was a struggle for a teenager girl who just wants to have a little fun. With everything that's gone on in this town, he's of course very protective.

But it can be so annoying sometimes.

Today was one of those times.

Dad has a strict rule about keeping the door open 3 inches when I have boys over. I can understand the rule, he thinks I'm too young to be doing anything, but the thing is I don't like boys.

So, inviting my friends over when they're boys is always so embarrassing. That's why I regret ever agreeing to having the group over at my place.

"Dad, please don't embarrass me." I beg as I peek out the window, checking to see if Steve, Nancy, Eddie, and Robin have pulled up yet.

"I don't even know why you need two boys over. One is already pushing it." He grumbles from the kitchen.

"I'm 18 dad, just let me hang out with my friends in peace." I reply, turning to look at him and he just mumbles something about 'still in high school' and 'you act like a child' under his breath.

I roll my eyes and then hear a knock on the door. I rush over and open it to find my four best friends and I try to quickly usher them to my room before my dad can catch them.

Unfortunately, he still catches them.

Robin and Nancy successfully make it through the threshold of my room, but Steve and Eddie are both pulled back by large hands on their shoulders.

Hopper glares down at them and they both look about ready to piss themselves.

"Dad.." I warn him, knowing what's coming.

"Just need to tell them the ground rules." He replies, not even glancing at me. "Door open three inches. Always. Got it?"

They both aggressively nod.

"No kissing, touching, or any naughty business-"

"Dad!"

"And!" He raises a finger, pointing it in both of their scared faces. "Remember. I have a gun."

"Oh my god, dad!" I say exasperatedly as I pull Steve and Eddie by their arms and into my room, about to close the door behind me when he shouts 'three inches!'

"Yeah, got it!" I reply back, rolling my eyes and turning to find a scared looking Steve and Eddie, Nancy and Robin trying to hold back their laughter.

"Pussies." Robin mumbles, making us all break out into a laugh, except Steve and Eddie.

"Shut up, Robin. I'm just waiting for the day he finds out about you two and then you're the one shitting your pants." He says, pointing between Robin and I and I roll my eyes with a laugh, falling on the bed next to Robin and cuddling up beside her.

"Don't be jealous just because Robin likes boobies more than she likes your Farrah Fawcett hair." I reply and Robin cackles sharply while Steve glares at me.

"Did Henderson tell you that? He's fucking dead." He mumbles the last part to himself and I can tell he's blushing because Nancy now knows his embarrassing secret.

“You know, coincidentally, three inches is also the size of Steve’s-”

“Don’t even think about finishing that sentence, Robin.” Steve glares, one hand on his hip and one pointing at her like a mother threatening her child.

"Okay, I think we play some Truth or Dare to spice this up, what about you guys?" Eddie asks, hopping to his feet with a mischievous smile.

"I don't know.." I reply glancing towards my door in hesitation.

Eddie peeks out of the room to see Hopper lying on the recliner completely knocked out and he smiles before shutting the door all the way.

"Eddie!" I whisper shout at him, my eyes wide.

"He's knocked out, it's fine. Come on." He says gesturing for us all to sit on the floor of my room. I roll my eyes, but do it anyway.

"Okay, who's going first?" Eddie asks. No one responds so he rolls his eyes, "Okay, Wheeler. Truth or dare?"

"Um.. dare?" She replies, seeming timid with Eddie's evil smile on her.

"I dare you and Harrington to spend seven minutes in heaven." He smiles cheekily, pointing towards my closet and wiggling his eyebrows.

"Whoa, whoa. I don't need any weird substances on my clothes-" Robin cuts me off by slapping a hand to my mouth and smiling cheekily back at Eddie.

I hate these stupid matchmakers.

"Go ahead." Robin nods to the door and Nancy and Steve both grumble, but make their way inside the closet anyway.

When they're shut inside, we all wait patiently to see if we hear any noises. Eventually we get too bored and just decide to chat about random stuff.

“Hey, how long have they been in there?” Eddie suddenly asks and we all look at each other, shrugging.

Eddie stands up and goes to open the door. When he does we all gasp at the sight of Steve and Nancy sucking face. They both quickly pull away when they realize they’ve been caught.

Nancy blushes and Steve awkwardly clears his throat, “Um.. We’re going to get going actually. It’s late.” Steve says, grabbing Nancy’s hand and dragging her out of the room.

“Hey, wait! You’re my ride, Harrington!” Eddie yells, chasing the couple out the door.

I turn to look at Robin with wide eyes and she looks at me with the same expression. Then we both burst out into laughter.

After laughing about the chaotic situation for a good couple of minutes, we find ourselves laying on my bed, cuddled up and listen to the soft sounds of Woman in Love by Barbra Streisand playing from my stereo.

“You smell really good.” I mumble into Robin’s neck and hear the sound of her raspy giggle.

“I put my best perfume on just for you, sugar.” She replies and I blush in response, kissing her neck gently.

“What? You think you were gonna get lucky tonight?” I tease with a small smile, pulling away to look at her pretty face.

“Well, duh.” She replies and I giggle before pressing my lips against hers. The kiss is soft and sensual and I pull away to lick my lips.

“Are you wearing Cherry Cola Chapstick?” I smile, smacking my lips at the taste.

“You know it’s your favorite.” She huskily replies, pulling me back onto her lips by the collar of my shirt.

I move to straddle her, kissing her more desperate and rutting my hips against her thigh. She smiles into the kiss and flips us over, one of her legs slotted between mine so I can relive some of the pressure building.

She pulls away to watch me grinding against her thigh, sighing out a laugh, “There you go, pretty girl, use me.”

I whimper, trying to keep quiet since my dad is still in the house. She goes back to kissing me and I feel lightheaded with pleasure.

Suddenly the door that was once closed, slams open and the sound of my dads voice fills the room, “I told you, three inch-!”

I gasp when Robin pulls away and look to see my dad standing there, beet red.

“D-Dad!” I sputter, embarrassed. “Get out!”

“I-I’m sorry, I thought.. I’m sorry.” He stutters, shutting the door and I turn to Robin who looks back at me shocked.

Then she starts to laugh.

“It’s not funny, idiot.” I groan throwing a pillow at her, and this causes her to start full on cackling.

“I’m sorry..” She says, trying to catch her breath after her fit of laughter, “But that was really awkward. I can’t believe that happened.”

“That was terrible.” I groan, covering my face with my hands.

“Aww, sweetie. It’s alright. Look on the bright side, he doesn’t seem homophobic.” She shrugs, “He just seemed really uncomfortable. Which is fair when you walk in on your daughter heavily sucking face with someone-”

“You know, you’re really bad at comforting people.”

“Yeah, I get that a lot.” She smiles.

———

“See you tomorrow.” I smile, giving Robin a kiss on the cheek.

She waves goodbye and I shut the door behind her. I turn around and find my dad standing awkwardly.

“Dad, about earlier..” I start to say, but he just puts a hand up signaling me to stop.

“Just-” He starts and I wait nervously for whatever he’s going to say, “Just keep the door open three inches.”

I smile brightly and run over to him, hugging him tightly. He smiles, hugging me back and resting his chin on my head.

“Love you, dad.”

“Love you too, kiddo.”

———

Hopper the ally😝💪

[robinsboobshoes]

❝ MEETING ROBIN BUCKLEY. ❞

↳ In which you flirt through your mutual friend, Steve.

Everything is all vividly coloured, with neon-coloured lights, water fountains, crowded tables and various children's rides, like the carousel and the Indiana Flyer. People are packing everywhere, all with brightly lit expressions stretching across their faces, following along with family and friends in huddles. The town of Hawkins is already a hellhole, with or without a new mall, and nothing can possibly change that.

Your eyes darted around, hoping to find the potential ice-cream shop you'd heard about. Your search quickly ends, once you see a brightly coloured store, with a red lettering sign reading: Scoops Ahoy!

You got to the store with unexpected difficulties, after pushing countless people out of the way and getting some foul words and looks in return. Already, you can hear some outstandingly cheesy sailor music playing loudly, making your nose scrunch up in disgust.

The interior is somehow worse. The walls are covered with blue, red and white striped wallpaper while seating booths are placed around the ice-cream parlour, red leathered and shiny. It was quite shocking to you that it was almost empty, since, Starcourt Mall had just opened. Logically, wouldn't people crowd around an ice-cream parlour on a summer morning?

You walked up to the counter to find Steve, a tall teenager your age, with styled hair and an ego too large for anyone to handle. You hit your hand on the bell that's on the corner of the front counter, causing Steve to bring his attention back to reality, rather than dozing off in his thoughts mid-task.

“Ahoy!” Steve greets from the register, not bothering to look up from whatever he had been occupied by.

“Wow, this place really complements the look." You taunted, smirking, when he finally spots you. The sailor theme is rather hilarious.

“Y/n?” Steve smiled, leaning on the counter as he takes you in, “What’re you doing here so early? My shift doesn't finish for hours.”

“I needed to kill some time,” You shrug, “I thought I'd pay my favourite sailor a visit.”

Steve puffs, opening his mouth to respond. But, before he can say anything, another voice pipes up from around the corner. It's raspy, laced with sarcasm.

“He’s only your favourite sailor because you haven’t met me yet," At the hatch behind Steve is a tall girl with broad shoulders, a tall figure and a careless posture. She has her hands placed on the further counter, while she starts twirling a black ring around her middle finger. She has black bracelets and a watch on one wrist, a spiked bracelet on the opposite. Both hands are painted with black nail polish, which shine in the light, presumably because they are newly painted. She was, like Steve, also dressed in a ridiculous uniform, which she somehow made look attractive. “I promise I’m much better company.”

“Well, you certainly look better in the uniform.” You look her up and down, chuckling, as she returns a flirtatious grin.

Steve looks pathetic as he starts running a hand down the front of his ludicrous smock, “I think I make this thing work pretty well for me.”

The girl scoffs, wide-eyed, “The loser board says otherwise, Dingus.” She calls, pointing at the whiteboard that's propping up next to her. The board is split in two: one side had, "You Rule!" written above it, and, the opposite side, "You Suck!". With no surprises, The 'You Rule!' side has no marks below it, whereas the other has a large amount of five drawn on.

You laugh at this, fingers tapping against the glass of the countertop, as you look at the board, then back to her, “Things can only go downhill when he’s forced to use words.”

She laughs with you briefly, then taps her name badge with her finger, "I'm Robin, in case you didn't know. Robin Buckley."

You raise your left eyebrow, "I do recall being in most of your classes, y'know. Just because I hang around with Steve doesn't mean I'm a complete moron."

Steve pouts from where he stands, arms crossing defiantly over his chest, “This is not a duo I'm here for at all. I think we should have a rule that you two are not allowed within thirty feet of each other."

“You always try to keep me away from the pretty ones." You roll your eyes, lips set into a smirk as she watch Robin’s cheeks turn a dark shade of strawberry red. For someone with such a tough attitude, she sure was easy to fluster.

“Yeah,” Steve agrees, “—I hate fighting for your attention. You make me feel like a fool when around ladies with you.”

“I'm sorry," You shrug your shoulders, "Must be a weakness of mine.” You breath a laugh once more, glancing over at Robin, who was already staring.

“Are you flirting with me through Steve right now?" Robin starts shaking her head in disbelief, "Is that what’s happening? — Because, if you are, I’m disappointed in myself that it’s working.”

Steve swiftly turns to you, “My charms have rubbed off on her! She's like a charm-sucking vampire. She’s the reason I can’t get any girls.” He rants, pausing with wide eyes as if he’d came to some great realization, “It all makes sense now...”

“The only thing I’ve gotten from being around you is brain damage.” You respond, with a playful eye roll.

Robin purses her lips and places a hand to her hip, feeling a surge of confidence, "If you want to ever flirt without proxy..." She pulls a black pen from her pocket, then holds out one of her soft hands to take one of yours. You slide yours into her palm without hesitation, both of you sharing a smile.

She quickly finishes scribbling her phone number to the back your hand, her warm fingers brushing across your skin. You feel a small shiver briefly down your spine, throwing you slightly off guard. Robin stands back with a pleased smile, "Call me?"

You smile softly, nodding your head, "Consider it already done."

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first fic here, kiiinda nervous... (is the robin fandom still active on tumblr?¿!) interactions are appreciated! 🫶🏻

[sofiiel]

Mittens

Robin showing you some mittens she knitted for you because one day your hands looked cold.

She anxiously watches you put them on while remembering the fact she didn't know a thing about knitting, spent several hours in the library, asking women in the park and her grandma's friends for advice.

Hours pouring over notes practicing her knitting and following how-to books from the library as well as videos from her job.

She's looking at those mittens, which are not very good at all, and hoping like hell you...

"They fit! I love them!"

Robin sighs and melts as you kiss her cheek and then her lips.

They look like someone's four-year-old tied a punch of yarn together. She clearly ran out of one color and had to use another at some point. One thumb slot was longer than the other hand, and some of the hole spaces were knitted far too gapped.

But you know Robin.

You know the hours she poured into. The effort and the love in those janky spaces. It's filled with her frustration and her determination.

You could see the sparkle in her eyes the moment you said you loved them.

And the way her hands gripped your sweater as you kissed, and then slipped around your body to squeeze the breath right out of you.

The way Robin gazes gently into your eyes as you break the kiss and lean your forehead to hers.

How could you ever not love those funky little mittens?

"I'll make you more, one for every outfit you have." she exhales.

"Teach me? I'll make you a matching set."

[xoxo-sarah]

Hi Sarah! First I wanted to say love the theme of your page rn it's so cute!

Secondly I wanted to ask if you could write a Robin Buckley x reader fic where reader is bestfriends with Chrissy and they're arguing about if Robin likes girls or not. (Chrissy thinks so, reader does not.) Chrissys like "bet I'm gonna prove it to you," and readers like "ok whatever." Later that night at the game, Chrissy turns around and winks at Robin, she loses her shit over it! Shes blushing and everything. Reader sees this, and is like wtf did I just witness? After the game, Chrissy and reader are heading to a party and reader is pouting and avoiding eye contact with Chrissy when she asks about it at first readers like I'm fine but when chrissy pushes she says she didn't think chrissy would actually prove it and now she thinks Robin's gonna be in love with Chrissy now, Chrissy has seen Robin look at reader the same way many times so she just laughs and teases Reader about her being jealous. When they get to the party, Chrissy tells reader this is her chance since she knows she likes girls, so reader finds Robin and spends the whole party with her, Robin ends up getting drunk and calls reader her girlfriend, reader panics and decides it's time to go home but she cant leave Robin so Chrissy drops them off at readers house and reader decides to tell Robin how she feels another time.

Sorry i know this request is long so feel free to change it but I saw a pinterest post, and made me think of the first part (everything before the party)! Thank you :)

Maybe another time

↝a/n: thank you! I really enjoyed this theme as well. And thank you for requesting.

↝pairing: Robin Buckley x fem!reader

↝ Warning: partying, underage drinking, alcohol, pinning, jealousy (?), Angst?, Not proofread

↝⎙ 10.9.23

"She doesn't!"

"How do you know?!"

This argument has been going on for 20 minutes now. It was back and forth, one trying to make the other realize and the other being too stubborn. In reality, they were supposed to be rushing to get ready for the game. Both of them have been too busy trying to prove that they were right, that neither of them were fully dressed in the cheerleading uniforms.

"Whatever," Chrissy continued to fix her hair in the bathroom mirror, catching your scolding eyes. The green ribbons make her makeup pop. "So what if she likes girls-which she clearly does- or not? It wouldn't hurt to find out for yourself. Ask her."

"Chrissy, you can't just go up to someone and ask stuff like that. "

She turned, looking at you with a thoughtful look in her eyes, until her lip quirked up, her eyes now holding a mischievous tint.

"Fine, I'll figure it out for you. If I'm wrong, then I'll be the one who looks like a fool."

"What are you going to do?" The school-colored sock slapped against your calf as you let go of it, confused by your best friend.

"You'll see after we win this game."

Without another word, she turned back, poking and prodding at the blush smeared on her cheeks.

"Only if we win." You sighed.

"Fine."

You quickly made your way to her, "Wait, no. It doesn't matter that much, you can't just-"

"I'm going to prove it. Robin Buckley likes girls, specifically you."

"No she doesn't."

"Yes, she does."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yessss." She singsonged.

"Okay, whatever."

Oh, here we go again.

You stared at the scoreboard. As of right now, it was tied. The cheers seemed to of come to a halt as Jason passed the ball to one of his teammates. Everyone was on the edge of their seat. The other teamed tried to guard, but the ball flew through the air, straight into another guy's hands. The guy was quick to throw it at the hoop. It bounced off the backboard, swiveling around the ring, before falling down into the net.

Everyone broke out in cheers. Your fellow cheerleaders raddled their pom-poms, celebrating the winning team.

You turned, seeing Chrissy turn towards the stands. Before you could stop her, he was winking up at Robin.

First, Robin had smiled at Chrissy, seeing that she was looking at her. But as Chrissy winked, Robin gawked, quick looking around her. She shyly pointed at herself, cheeks ablaze in a deep red. Chrissy nodded, watching how it affected the poor girl. As Robin looked down, flushed, Chrissy turned back around, catching your eye. You looked away, eyebrows furrowed.

Chrissy stared at you as you two sat in the back seat of Marci, another cheerleader's car. The car had 3 rows, and you two were pushed to the very back, away from the high-pitched squealing.

"What is it?"

You looked away from the window, blankly looking at her. "What?" You ask.

"What is up with you? You've been quiet the whole ride."

"I'm fine." You just wanted to drop it.

"No, you're not. We won, why aren't you happy?"

"Why did you pull that little stunt?"

She stared at you for a moment. " Are you jealous?"

"No!" You lowered your voice, "No, I'm not jealous. That would be stupid."

It would be stupid. You know what else would be stupid? Robin thinking about that stunt and considering it more than your friend trying to prove a point. What if Robin starts thinking about Chrissy? Of course that would happen.

She nodded, still staring, "Yeah, so stupid." There wasn't a reason for you to be jealous. Not only did Chrissy have a boyfriend, she had seen the way Robin looks at you. Once, she had caught Robin staring at you after you had gotten all dolled up for a different game. Robin had looked at you with such adoration. There was no doubt in Chrissy's mind that Robin was fond of you.

The party wasn't anything special. It was the same as every other celebration. The parents of some kid were out of town, and what else was the kid supposed to do? Be responsible? No, of course not.

Sweat mixed with alcohol and weed wasn't a fun thing to experience.

From your seat on the stairs, your finger followed the ring of the cup that held a plain coke. Chrissy hummed the song that was raddling the house. She looked around, nearly jumping out of her skin as hands reached around her, hauling her down the steps. She giggled as she heard Jason's laugh. He kissed as her neck before acknowledging you.

"Find you know who. Have fun!" Was all she said before he dragged her off into the sea of people.

Sighing, you looked around.

It was easy to find Robin. She stood in the corner, talking to only a few people. You're pretty sure they're also in band.

Honestly, you doubt Robin or her friends would be here if the basketball team didn't just about threaten everyone to be here.

Maybe getting just coke was a bad idea. Liquid courage is what you need as you stand up, dodging people making their way up the stairs. You wiggled your way through the crowd, trying to hype yourself up.

Before you knew it, you stood in front of Robin, posture all weird looking. Her friends noticed you first. They smiled over Robin's shoulder, slightly waving. Robin noticed, turning around. The conversation died as her face dropped a little. "Hey. Y/n, right?"

"Ye-yeah."

Oh God. Let the floor swallow you whole right this instant. This was a bad idea. A terrible one, actually. Why did you even come over here? What were you thinking? This was stupid. You should turn around and walk straight out of the party, maybe even into traffi-

"Wanna go somewhere more quiet? I'm about to lose my hearing." Robin smiled, excusing herself from her friends. She began walking towards the kitchen, where the drinks were. Surprisingly, there were few people in there, and they didn't even seem to acknowledge you two.

Not one of you had said a word, standing in silence, waiting for the other to finally talk. What were you supposed to talk about?

"Did you see the guy's face when he made the shot?"

You thought back to the game, smiling as you remembered how the guy's face screwed up in itself, eyebrows scrunched, eye's squinting, lips pursed, and cheeks reddened from the play. You had to be there to actually see how funny it looked.

"He makes the same face every time."

Robin chuckled, "Yeah. Or when they lose and his whole face gets as red a tomato. The first time I saw it, I thought his head was about to explode."

A laugh was heard near the drinks. The same guy you two were talking about stood, refilling his cup. He chuckled, bringing his cup to his lips. "Who?"

Eyes wide, Robin shrugged. "Don't know his name."

"Sounds like a loser." You had to purse your lips from laughing. His cheeks were already rosy from the alcohol.

As he walked away, Robin slowly turned back around. As soon as you two locked eyes, you lost it. You both doubled over in laughter.

The night carried on for what felt like just a few minutes. You and Robin were chatting away. It was around midnight when people started leaving or falling asleep wherever they pleased. "It's getting late." You stated, not really wanting to leave her and end the conversation that flowed so naturally, but you needed to get home.

Robin took another sip, slurring something you couldn't understand.

Someone bumped into your shoulder, trying to get into the fridge. You dismissed them as they went to apologize.

"Sor-"

"Hey! Watch it! That's my girlfriend, you dick!" You and the random person stared at her outburst. Robin didn't seem phased, sipping away at her cup that was beyond empty. The person shrugged it off. She was just another drunk teenager in the hundreds of others.

You took the cup away from her, throwing it in a random trash bag someone sat down. "What did you just say?"

You put your hand out as she began to fall over, even with the counter being behind her. "What?" She slurred, "my girlfriend?"

"Yeah?"

She didn't answer and started playing with your shirt, finding the fabric fascinating.

You were quick to find Chrissy and tell her you wanted to go. Robin stayed on your arm the whole way. Chrissy got Jason to drop you both off at your house. Robin had complained about going home drunk, and you didn't want her to get yelled at or in trouble.

As you stumbled into your house, you led her towards your room. She looked through your room as you got dressed in the bathroom. As you opened the door, she looked at you, just stared. She continued to stare at you until you moved, grabbing a pillow and blanket off your bed and making a comfortable pallet on the floor.

Robin was quick to get under the blanket and relish in the warmth. "Goodnight, y/n."

You sighed, staring into the wall as you laid on your side, looking away from the bed. "Night, Robin."

Did she mean anything by it? What would sober Robin think of calling you her girlfriend? This isn't fair. Why did feelings have to be so hard.

She would remember it enough tomorrow to not make it even weirder if you ask about it, right? Hopefully. Tomorrow, it'll be the day you ask her about her feelings. Of the next day-or the next. Who knows? Tomorrow, for sure. Or…maybe another time. Any other time but now.

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[stranger-nightmare]

𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐙𝐨𝐧𝐞

Pairing: Robin Buckley x (female) Reader

Summary: you and Robin go to a drive-in but the two of you end up finding each other a whole lot more interesting than the movie

Warnings: bit of fluff, smut, mutual masturbation, fingering, semi-public sexual acts, minors DNI

A/N: Steve and Nancy are dating in this fic btw! I initially had this planned for Eddie but figured I had so many other fics planned for him I should give someone else a chance lmao! I hope you all enjoy this <33

This is for people 18+ only. Minors do not read on. By clicking ‘keep reading’ you are hereby agreeing that you are 18 or older.

“Come on, it’ll be fun, I swear!” Steve pleads.

You and Robin look at each other sceptically before returning your gazes to Steve.

“Steve I think we’ve already established that your taste in film is, well, questionable” Robin teases.

You and Robin both giggle. Even Nancy lets out a small snort before regaining her composure, trying to spare her boyfriend some humiliation. Steve just looks at you flatly, narrowing his eyes at the two of you.

“It’s mine and Nancy’s turn to pick the movie for our double dates anyway” he huffs.

“Yeah, plus the options were super limited. It was that or Police Academy 3, and I think we can all agree on not needing to see that” Nancy chimes in.

You sigh at the same time Robin huffs.

“Good point” you agree. “Fine, Top Gun it is then” you concede.

“Ha yes!” Steve all but cheers, waving a victory fist in the air.

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Saturday night had rolled around quickly and now the four of you were ready and parked at the drive-in. You and Robin were in your car, Steve and Nancy in his car, parked right next to yours. Steve grins enthusiastically over at the two of you, clearly he was excited for the movie. You and Robin chuckle lightly when you see Nancy roll her eyes. Robin gives Steve a thumbs up with a sarcastic grin before you hear the sound of the movie’s opening trailers roll through the speaker post between yours and Steve’s car.

You and Robin settle in for the film, your arm draping over her shoulders lightly. It’s not long before Robin gets fidgety. Her hands playing in her lap, twisting her ring around her finger over and over again. She twists in her seat, trying to get comfy, but to no avail. You try your best to pay attention to the movie regardless.

That is until you feel Robin’s hand move to your thigh. She’s got a smirk tugging at her lips but you can tell she’s trying to keep her face composed. You look at her sideways when you feel her hand run higher up your bare thigh, inching her way under your skirt.

“Mmm what are you up to?” You whisper teasingly.

Robin turns her head to look at you, winking cheekily.

“I'm taking inspiration from the film; I'm heading right into the danger zone” she giggles lightly, careful not to speak too loudly considering your windows were open a few inches to accommodate the external speakers throughout the car park.

You can’t help the snort that leaves you at her stupid joke. But your laugh quickly turns into a soft gasp when you feel her fingers push against your panties, brushing against your clit. Robin pretends to be interested in the film again as she rubs you through your panties, your slick seeping through the thin fabric. You can’t help but start to grind your hips against her hand, shifting in your seat to push against her touch.

She chuckles lightly to herself again before she tucks her fingers under your panties, her skin finally connecting with yours. You practically shiver when her finger swirls around your now aching entrance. She teases you only for a moment before she pushes two fingers inside you. A loud moan escapes you as she sinks inside you.

“Shhh careful, baby. Can’t be making too much noise” Robin hums through another smirk. “Don’t want Steve to know we’re not actually watching the film now do we?” She winks cockily.

“Oh yeah?” You tilt your head at her.

You lean in close to her, your lips grazing her ear. You quickly bring your hand to cup her pussy through her jeans, your thumb pushing in hard, rubbing the fabric of her jeans against her clit. Robin gasps loudly, her eyes fluttering closed.

“As I recall,” you purr against her ear, “you’re the loud one.”

She shivers at your words and looks back at you, her eyes meeting your steady glare. She curls her fingers inside you, eliciting a small moan from you.

“Well then” she breathes. “I guess we better both be quiet.”

You then see her eyes shift to something behind you. You turn your head to see Steve staring at the two of you from the other car. He was waving at the screen, obviously telling you and Robin to pay attention to the film, thinking the two of you had just turned to talk to each other instead. He clearly had no idea that Robin’s fingers were knuckle deep inside you whilst yours were circling her clit.

You smile and nod at Steve and return your gaze to the screen.

“Mmm it’s not just about being quiet” you hum. “We gotta keep our faces in check” you feel a small smirk tug at your lips. “That means you can’t have your eyes screwed shut like you normally do, baby” you tease.

“And you can’t have your mouth hanging open like you normally do, baby” she taunts you right back.

You both let out deep breathes as you try to compose yourselves, setting your faces into as natural an expression as possible. Robin starts to move her fingers again, curling and pumping them inside you. Your breath hitches in your throat as you try to swallow the moans that threatened to escape. You try to take your mind off it slightly by focusing on your own movements. You undo Robin’s jeans quickly, slipping your hand under her panties until you found her clit with your fingers. She lets out a high pitched squeak as you do so.

“Shhhh” you hum softly as you start to rub her clit in small, fast circles.

You can feel Robin’s fingers falter for a second as you rub her before she manages to pick up her rhythm again. You can see Robin biting her lip through the corner of your eye, desperately trying to keep her own moans contained.

You and Robin increase your speed in time with each other, you rubbing her clit faster, her fingers fucking you rapidly. Both of your hips are moving, grinding into the other’s hand. You risk a glance beside you, making sure Steve and Nancy were still focused on the movie and not on the shenanigans that was currently going on in your car. Thankfully Steve was completely enamoured with the movie whilst Nancy was staring straight ahead with a bored glare, as if she couldn’t wait for the whole thing to be over; it made you laugh quietly.

You hear a tiny squeak sound from Robin, her breathing heavy as she humps your hand even harder. You knew she was close and so you speed up your movements even more, adding a touch more pressure to your circles. She practically whimpers as she bites even deeper into her bottom lip, frantically trying to keep herself from moaning the way she normally would.

Her fingers lose their rhythm as you finally tip her over the edge. You feel her body convulse, her hips stuttering as she cums. You her whimpers as she grinds herself through her orgasm. Her eyes squeeze shut, just like always, and she throws her head back against the car seat as you rub her through the entirety of her climax.

“Open your eyes babe, can’t let Steve or Nancy catch you looking that fucked out” she taunt.

She opens her eyes and turns her eyes to you lazily, her lids heavy with post-orgasmic bliss. You wink at her as you pull your hand from her panties, wiping the tips of your fingers clean on your skirt. Her eyes darken and you suddenly feel her movements start up again, her fingers curling deeply to brush against that sweet spot inside you. You moan softly, moving your hips again to grind onto her fingers. She adds her thumb into the mix, rubbing it against your clit.

With the combined movement it's not long until your own climax is washing over you.

“Shit” you gasp softly, your mouth hanging open as you moan silently.

“That’s it baby” Robin coos quietly.

Her fingers slow down steadily, letting you ride out your orgasm but without overstimulating you. Once your body starts to shake lightly she gently removes her fingers from you. She sneaks a quick glance to the cars either side of you before she brings her fingers to her mouth, sucking them clean of your wetness.

“Mmm” she hums over her fingers before releasing them with a light pop. “Maybe this movie wasn’t so bad after all.”

The two of you giggle together softly, your head falling onto her shoulder.

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“So? What did you guys think?” Steve asks enthusiastically at dinner afterwards.

You and Robin look at each other, smirks tugging on both your lips.

“Uh yeah, it was good” you lie.

Robin winks at Steve with a giggle, giving your thigh a squeeze under the table; “oh yeah, real good stuff.”

Masterlist

A/N: ahhh my first full oneshot for Robin, I hope you guys liked this! <3

Taglist // Join My Nightmare Realm // Ko-fi

[ddejavvu]

Reader who steals clothes from both Steve and Robin (maybe a poly, maybe just the best of friends) but they always let it happen, neither of them complain! Until one day you notice half your closet missing, and when you go into family video, both members of the himbo and lesbian dynamic are covered head to toe in your stolen clothes

as per the request criteria, they all swap clothing so it's implied that they're relatively similar sized!

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You find it rather unfair that, out of all of the clothes in your closet, your favorite jeans have gone missing. The ones that you wear every day, the ones that you've nearly worn holes through, the ones that fit you so perfectly they might as well be a second skin. They've got deep pockets and a good waistband, but the ones you'd had to shove on last-minute to get to work on time are too-tight and the pockets are sewn shut to the rest of the fabric.

You're already in a bad mood when you storm through the doors due to the uncomfortable pressure around your waist, and your belongings dangling from your hands instead of tucked safely into your pockets, but your eyes zero in on Robin's pants immediately. She's waiting for you at the door, holding a stack of tapes in one arm as she smirks at your disheveled appearance.

Her pants are your pants.

"Morning, Sunshine," She drawls, that lazy smirk over her face fitting her features like a glove, "Jeans shrink in the wash?"

"The hell- those are mine!" You accuse, jabbing a finger towards her lower half. The jeans fit her just as snugly as they do you, and you see a pen barely visible in the pocket. Your pocket.

"We decided to get you back," She explains, "You take our clothes all the time. It's time we stole yours, too."

"We?" You ask, "Where's Steve?"

"Here." He calls from behind a few shelves down, "Your jacket's really comfy, by the way."

You stalk over to where his voice is coming from and find him snugly fitted into your lush pink zip-up, the hood fleece-lined for cold winters. There's rhinestones on the back that say 'babygirl', and when he peers up at you through his lashes where he's crouching to shelve tapes, he looks the part.

"You rats," You conclude, jaw perpetually agape, "I- I'll give back your clothes, I swear! Just don't stretch out my jacket, Steve." You cast a wary glance down to the zipper that looks like it may spring free from its constraints and smack you in the forehead, "Your boobs are too big.”

[lunarzstarz]

(12 Days of Kinkmas) Day 4: Face Sitting

Pairing: Robin Buckley x Fem!Reader

Content Warning: NSFW 18+ minors dni fingering, oral (reader giving), face riding, established relationship, reader is more in control in this one

Summary: Robin is still pretty clueless and anxious when it comes to sex, so you come up with an idea that will help her finally come out of her shell...

A/N: Hii guys, I'm so sorry I took so long to post again, I really wanted to stay on top of this series but I got pretty busy, so sorry for my absence. I just wanna say thank you so fucking much for 200 followers and 2000+ notes of "The No List" I love every single one of you so much, thank you for all the kind words <3

Also for those of you that have sent me requests I see them, I promise I'm working on them when I can and they will be out soon!

As always likes, comments and reblogs are always appreciated <3

Word Count: 1.6K

Robin was still relatively new to the dating game when you met her. Sure she had a few crushes here and there, but nothing ever came of them, leaving her feeling inexperienced when it came to girls. Then she met you. 

“D-does that feel good?” she asked, she was so unsure of herself. 

“Mhm, so good baby, making me feel so good” you’d praise her, in hopes it would get her to relax. It was still early days in your relationship and you were so patient with her, never pressuring her to do things, waiting until she initiated it. 

She continued to pump her fingers at just the right pace, getting you closer and closer to the edge. She really tried to pay close attention to what made you get there, all the things that made you buck your hips or make any sort of sound that told her what she was doing was right. It got harder to concentrate though when you made such pretty sounds or when you’d pull her in to kiss her, no matter how many times she’d done it, kissing you would always make her feel warm inside. 

You reached up and tugged her down by her shirt into a heated kiss, moaning against her lips as she curled her fingers, tips brushing against your soft spot perfectly. “Right there- shit- right there” you cried out as your release washed over you. She slowed down, dragging out your orgasm for as long as she could.

You pulled her hand away once you’d had enough, flipping her over so you could be on top. You leaned down to kiss her again, more gentle this time, you didn’t want to be too rough with her just yet, not until she was ready. “You’re so pretty” you mumble against her skin as you move across her jaw and down to her neck “So, so pretty and you make me feel so good.”

She only lets out little gasps in response as you suck onto the skin of her neck, she still got all flustered when you complimented her. You work your way down until you can’t get any further with the obstacle of her still being fully clothed in the way. Robin never really liked taking her clothes off, it was a fear she was still learning to overcome, her own head getting the better of her, but with you, you made it a lot easier. 

“Can I?” you ask, fingers tugging on the first button on her shirt, you see that strike of fear cross her face, same as the first time. You wanted to know who ever made her feel that way. In your eyes, Robin was perfect and whoever made her believe otherwise deserved their ass beat and you’d gladly do it, but for now you had to settle with telling her the truth about herself. 

“You don’t have to be scared with me Robin, you know I love everything about you” you remind her, moving the stray hairs from her face so she would look at you “you know that right?” She stares at you for a moment, nobody had ever made her feel the way that you do, she trusted you so she nodded. 

You try again, undoing the top button on her shirt, paying close attention to her incase she changes her mind. You took things slow, kissing each new piece of exposed skin with each button until you reached above her jeans, unbuttoning the last one, placing one final kiss above her pants. 

When you sat up to fully remove the shirt from her, she's watching you, glossy eyed and red cheeked. You give her a fond smile, sliding her arms out of the item of clothing, out of habit she immediately covers herself. “Don’t” you take her hands, kissing her knuckles as you straddled her waist, placing her hand onto your bare hips. 

She caressed the skin there, while you let your hands roam up her bare stomach to her chest. She was wearing a lavender coloured bra, small lace butterflies adorning the edges of the cups. You admired her, tracing your fingertips over the straps, tugging on them slightly “Can I take this off?” you ask again, she’s faster to respond this time, giving you a quick nod and a squeeze on your hips. 

You reach around to unclasp it, Robin is quick to return her hands to you, lowering them this time, almost touching the flesh of your ass, but still hesitant. Leaning down again, you suck one of her hardened nipples into your mouth, cupping the other one with your free hand. 

“Oh-” she let out a surprised gasp when you sucked on her tits, her grip on you becoming tighter as you nipped at her chest. 

“You good?” you checked in, as you switched sides. 

“Mhm, great” she replied, almost breathless. 

“Getting all worked up already and I’ve only just started” you tease, her hips rock beneath you. You made your way down her stomach again, stopping just above her belt, but before you could even ask for permission she’s begging for it. 

“Please” she pleads, bucking her hips again, so you listened. You unbuckled her belt and undo her jeans, pulling them down and off her legs, leaving her in nothing but a pair of panties that matched her bra from earlier. 

“So beautiful” you say, placing kisses just above her knees before guiding them apart. She leans up on her elbows to watch, bottom lip tucked tightly between her teeth as you leave a trail of kisses up the insides of her soft thighs. Your hands run along the sides of her legs as you inched closer to her clothed clit. 

“Want you to sit on my face” you blurt, voice muffled as you suck on her skin, you feel her freeze for a moment. 

“W-what?” she asks, making sure she heard you right. 

“Want you to sit on my face” you repeat, this time more clearly, looking up at her from between her thighs “You’d don’t have to of course.” 

“It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s just, I don’t want to suffocate you or something” she avoids looking at you, you laugh. 

“Robin, you are not gonna suffocate me, I promise” you take her hand in yours “It’ll be fun, just thought it would help get you out of your shell.” 

Her eyes finally find yours “You sure?” 

You beam up at her “Positive.” 

“Okay…but you have to tell me if I’m squishing you!” she warns and you oblige. 

“I will, now come on” you lay flat on your back, waiting for her to get on top. She slipped out of her underwear, now fully naked as she knelt beside you. You guided her to straddle your chest “Just let me know if you want to stop.”

“Okay” she takes a shaky breath, shuffling forward so her cunt is just centimeters from your lips, still hesitant to put her full weight on you. You ease her down, craning your neck so your mouth meets her clit, you give it a chaste kiss making her laugh. 

You lick a stripe all the way from her entrance to her clit, her knees buckling slightly causing her to fall forward, gripping onto the headboard for support. You hooked your arms under her thighs and brought her flush to your mouth making her cry out. 

“H-holy shit!” she gasped, feeling your tongue prodding her entrance, your nose nudging her clit with every movement of your head. The taste of her arousal had you groaning against her cunt, sending shocks of pleasure through her core, the coil in her stomach already becoming impossibly tight. 

Reaching one of your hands up to cup her tits as they bounce with each rock of her hips, she was finally letting herself go, letting herself feel good, letting you make her feel good. Your free hand squeezing the flesh of her ass and thighs, holding her impossibly close, she was moaning your name over and over, you knew she wasn’t gonna last long. 

“Fuck that feels so good baby, so- oh fuck” her moans growing louder as her release was getting closer. She gripped onto your hair, using it as leverage as her hips rutted against your mouth, chasing her high. You let her lose herself, holding onto her thighs as you focused on making her feel good and the lewd wet sounds and loud cries that bounced off the walls, thankful for nobody being home tonight. 

“Oh shit I’m gonna cum” she pants, her rhythm faltering. 

“That’s it baby, cum on my mouth” you encouraged her, but your voice was muffled by her cunt. 

She came with a loud cry of your name, thighs clamping around you, her release dripping onto your tongue as you lapped at her until she couldn’t take it anymore. She collapsed onto the mattress next to you, the two of you trying to catch your breath. 

“Holy shit that was…fucking amazing” she pants out, making the both of you laugh. 

“Yeah, it was” you agree, pulling her in close and nuzzling into the crook of her neck. You were both basking in the aftermath of her release, bodies coated in a sheer layer of sweat as you clung to each other. 

“Thanks for being patient with me” Robin finally breaks the silence, her voice quiet like she's on the verge of sleep. 

“Of course” you kiss the side of her neck, giving her hand a slight squeeze “Was worth the wait, especially after that.” You feel her nod in agreement, the both of you too tired to form words as you drift off, wrapped up in each other's arms. 

[sunricecake]

pretty in pink

tutor!robin x bimbo!reader

synopsis — in which robin is tasked to help you out with your grades, something that proves to be challenging as you subvert her expectations.

cw : nsfw 16+; fingering, praise kink, inexperienced reader, slight dumbification, a bit of degrading cos robin can be a meanie when she gets carried away :(

a/n : this is one of my fave pieces ever i love love love the idea of tutor robin it was so much fun to write i hope u all enjoy <33

when robin was asked by your professor to help you out with your grades, the initial thought that popped up in her head was that these tutoring sessions were gonna be a pain. 

you had quite the reputation; being part of the clique who walked around the school like you owned the place, always dolled up in coordinated outfits and never seeming to think of school as more than a fashion runway. you, the most clueless one in the group, who was notorious for borderline failing your classes if not for the support your parents give to the school.

everyone (except for you, probably) knew that there was no helping you, and that it would take a miracle for you to even comprehend first grade math. robin found more hope in teaching a cat to play dead than tutoring you.

this led her to two hypotheses — either you were going to be an insufferable popular girl who would make fun of her the whole time for being a nerd, or you wouldn't take anything seriously and just end up wasting her precious time.

but that all flew out the window when you came up to her with a doe-eyed gaze instead of a scrutinizing look — for the first time in her entire life, robin felt like she was wrong. you weren't snobby, no mean words came her way, no malice in your tone as you greeted her warmly.

with her assumptions debunked, she suddenly didn't know how to act around you. not with you sitting so close to her that at some point your perfume was all she could inhale and the twinkle in your eyes each time you batted them was all she could think of and her own thunderous heartbeat was all she could hear.

this was nothing like she prepared for.

“...did i finally get it right?” the tugging of your fingers on the sleeve of her dark denim jacket pulled her from her thoughts.

“robin, is there anything distracting you?”

uhm yea, just you being practically pressed against me that all i can feel is your body heat and your face is merely inches away and i can't stop looking at your glossed lips—

“no!” she'd blurted out a bit too loudly, her hand immediately coming up to cover her mouth in embarrassment. “everything's —uh — i'm good.”

“what were you saying?”

“here,” you reached out a manicured finger to point towards an equation, the one robin remembered you'd been stuck in. you extended the hand opposite from robin's side, the action causing your arm to press against your chest and emphasize your cleavage in the low cut pink shirt you donned. robin swore the room just got smaller. 

“is it correct?” you asked in that sweet tone, brows furrowed delicately and pen resting between your teeth as you waited for her approval.

the paper sat on the polished wood of your study desk, a glaring reminder of the reason why robin was in this situation in the first place. your answer, a bunch of numbers boxed with a glittery inked pen, was painfully wrong. so far from the question that robin had no idea how you even came up with it. the poor girl, however, didn't have the heart to tell you that and risk seeing your pout at the disappointment of your effort going to waste. she'd just have to ask for your homework later on and change the answer herself, not like you'd notice it anyway. plus she was in dire need of a moment to recollect herself.

“good job, you got it!” robin said rather stiffly, voice high-pitched and squeaked, but that didn't stop the proud giggles that filled the room from her praise.

the tension in her shoulders melted away when your laughter resounded in her ears, a heavy breath she didn't notice she was holding puffing from her lips.

“i think we can take a break now,” she mumbled incoherently like the words were bricks weighing down her tongue, picking at her nails with the most concentration you've seen on her face that day.

“sorry what did you say?”

“let's take a break. we've been at it for too long and that's not good because you're probably overwhelmed by now and you won't be able to retain any of the information.”

“finally! i didn't know if i could take another second of staring at those numbers any more.” you sighed happily, clapping your hands together softly before placing them down on your lap.

robin only hummed in response, still focused on her nails like she was a spy set out on a mission her life depended on. you both shifted in your chairs at the uncomfortable silence. figuring she wasn't going to speak any time soon, you decided to shoot your shot, however in the dark it may be.

“so i thought of something, uh, fun we could do to pass the time.” you paused hesitantly when all you got was a noncommittal nod. “i mean, only if you want to.”

it's taking everything in robin to distract herself and keep her mouth shut, knowing herself enough to be sure that uttering even a single word would lead to her ruining her life, so she simply turns to you and raises an eyebrow. what she doesn't expect to see is you chewing your bottom lip and fidgeting with the hem of your skirt nervously.

you could barely look her in the eye as you continue but you muster all the courage you have, “i've seen the way you look at me.”

“what? what do you mean? i—”

“i know i can be a little slow sometimes—more than enough people have told me that— but i'm not entirely stupid.”

you place a hand on her knee tentatively, and the simple action almost makes robin stop breathing entirely and combust on the spot. she finally got your message, but she was still too unsure to act on it, afraid she might overstep a boundary.

you take the next step, moving closer to her til your legs find their place between hers. 

“can i kiss you?” 

robin's eyes flit down to your lips at the question before she whispers a soft “yes please.”

you place your glossed lips on her slightly parted ones, staying still for a while as sparks literally erupted in you. 

robin sensed your hesitation in the way you meekly moved your lips against hers, barely even kissing her, so she grabs your hips firmly and moves you onto her thighs, turning her head sideways to kiss you properly. your arms wrap around robin but in your flustered state flail helplessly, not knowing where to hold her.

god you were a pretty thing, but it was painfully obvious you had no idea what you were doing. 

robin's lips never leave yours, stealing your breaths and tasting the sticky sweet gloss on your lips til all you could think about was her tongue sliding against yours and her grunts and hums as she tastes you. she pulls away when she realises how lightheaded you became from the kiss, only clumsily moving your lips and letting her do all the work, still not used to it all. a soft smile graces her lips, covered in spit and gloss, when you look into her eyes with little hearts taking the place of your pupils.

“so pretty,” she speaks against your mouth, eyes half lidded and breath erratic. her thumb rubs across your swollen lips, the coldness of her rings on your heated cheeks causing you to shiver. a tight knot had begun coiling in your stomach, the feeling unlike anything you've experienced before. it was foreign, you couldn't name it, all you knew was that it felt good and was making your body heat up.

“more,” you whimper impatiently as you grab her hand and lead it down to your throbbing pussy, over the place you needed her most. 

“are you sure about this because—”

“please, robin. touch me.”

she didn't have to be told twice, her hand immediately sliding under your skirt and feeling you through your lace panty. you gasp and writhe in her arms, legs wrapping tighter around robin's hips as she draws circles over the cloth on your sopping cunt.

she moves your underwear to the side, muttering a so wet as she feels your slick on her fingers before finding your clit and flicking it slowly, the waves of pleasure making your hands tangle themselves in her dirty blonde hair to ground yourself. she groans deliciously in your ears as you tug on it, reveling in the way you react to her touches.

she readjusts her hand so her thumb can continue playing with your clit while her finger prods your hole, eyes scanning your face for confirmation. you allow her breathily, nerves tense in anticipation.

robin pushes one finger into your fluttering cunt, planting kisses on your throat as she waits for you to get used to the stretch. 

“you're taking me so well,” she speaks against your skin, the tightening of your hole causing her to chuckle. you were practically an open book in her hands.

“robin,” you rut your hips in desperation, wanting to feel her fingers do magic once more. “do something.”

“alright, i've got you.”

she curls her fingers and starts slowly, ingraining in her memory the way your eyes glaze and your lips fall slack with each thrust. not feeling satisfied with the pace, you grind your hips on her fingers and nearly jolt off her lap once she quickens the pace and fucks you harder with her fingers.

“ssh, you're too loud,” she says, reminding you of the compromising position you were in. but honestly, you could care less when she was making you feel this good.

despite being in the privacy of your study room, robin still wasn't one to take risks, and the chances of someone else hearing your sounds stirred something in her. she brings three fingers to your lips, and your mouth is quick to open and accommodate them. you gag lightly on her hand, the cool feeling of her rings on your tongue making your eyes water.

“you like that, don't you?” the blonde taunts, not missing the way you clench. you try to respond, but her fingers in your mouth only muffle the sound. not that your mind could come up with a coherent thought anyway.

“bet none of the words i'm saying right now are getting through your pretty head, huh?”

robin's eyes darken at the sight of you grinding on her fingers while you look at her with glossy eyes, never in her wildest dreams imagining you like this; a writhing, oversensitive puddle on the palm of her hands. 

you grip onto her shoulders for dear life as you feel yourself getting closer, the bright color of your gel nails glowing in contrast to the dark denim of robin's jacket. the band in your abdomen snaps, white stars flashing in your eyes as you bask in the pleasure. she pulls out her fingers as you come undone, letting you take in the air you very much needed. 

robin's pretty sure she'd just literally emptied your brain as you slumped in her arms, burying your head in the crook of her neck while you tried to steady your breathing.

“you were so good for me,” robin whispers against your head as she holds you close, rubbing circles on your back soothingly. a hazy smile beams on your face.

this wasn't the way robin planned your tutoring sessions to go, at all, but hey, she could get used to this.

[lily-fics-11]

The Cynic and The Sweetheart

You are cynical about love but Robin, the hopeless romantic with a secret crush, tries to convince you that love is real. 

Warnings: not beta read, cynicism, a little bit of angst, a little bit of fluff, kissing/making out, revelations about sexuality

You enter Family Video, and your sort-of-friend Robin is behind the counter. 

“Hey Y/N!” She seems happy to see you. You two run in different social circles but frequent the same parties and have classes together.

“Hey, how’s it going?” You ask with a smile.

“Good, I’m good. Are you looking for anything specific?”

“Not really, I’ve got nothing to do tonight so I figured I would watch a movie.” You sigh. Your best friend had said that she would hang out with you tonight but she bailed on you at the last minute to go on a date. 

“Why don’t I help you pick something out,” Robin offers.

“That sounds great, thank you.” Even though it’s her job, you appreciate her taking the time to help you out after being blow off by your friend. 

Robin heads down one of the rows of videos. You follow her until she stops scanning the shelves and pulls something out.

“Sixteen Candles” she says, holding the video out to you. “We just got it in, I saw it when it was in theatre, it was great.” You can tell she is a fan of the movie by the way she talks about it so you feel bad not accepting the video and rolling your eyes by accident. 

“Robin, I appreciate your help, but I don’t think you know me well enough for this. In all honestly, I wouldn’t be caught dead watching a rom com.” Any of your close friends would know better than to recommend a rom com to you. You don’t blame Robin though, even though you were more than acquaintances you were not quite friends.

Robin looks shocked to say the least. “You don’t like rom coms? Who doesn’t like rom coms? Everyone loves rom coms!” She almost sounds offended. 

“Me I guess. I’m just, not a fan, you know?”

“No, I don’t know. Like at all! I don’t get it, what’s not to love about romance and happy endings?” She is defending rom coms like her life depends on it. 

“Because love is just a concept, Robin, it’s intangible!” You are just as defensive as she is.

“Love is absolutely real!” She seems very protective of this concept.

“Alright then, prove it to me,” you laugh knowing that making reality out of fiction is an impossible task.

“How am I supposed to prove it? I can’t just prove that love is real. Love and romance means something different for everybody. I wouldn’t know what the definition of love and romance would be for you, especially if you don’t even know it yourself. Haven’t you ever had a crush that makes your heart beat fast? Haven’t you ever felt the magic of falling for someone? Haven’t you ever had a perfect kiss? Haven’t you ever had someone look at you like you put the sun in the sky?” Robin is absolutely flabbergasted. 

“No,” you just laugh more. “I’m still in high school. Isn’t it kind of intense? All of that at such a young age?”

“Well, I haven’t exactly experienced most of that myself. But I’ve read so many romance novels and watched so many movies and listened to so many love songs. Love just seems like something to strive for. It seems like falling in love would make the sun shine brighter,” Robin explains slightly in distress. 

“Other people might have a definition of love, but I don’t. Because no one would ever feel that way about me, so I would never let myself feel that way about someone else. I understand that love is real for some people, but it’s just not real for me.” You try to clarify, stubbornly attempting to prove your point. 

“I’m sorry.” Is all she has to say about that, looking like you just crushed her dreams.

“Why are you sorry?” You question.

“For starters, a life without the prospect of love is like a puzzle you can’t finish because there is a piece missing. But also because I can’t imagine what it’s like feeling as if no one could ever love you. I wouldn’t wish that upon anyone. Not even my worst enemy, and you’re a good person.” She looks genuinely concerned about you. 

“Don’t worry about me, Robin.” You laugh again, trying to make light of what has become a deep conversation “I’m just being realistic.”

“What if you’re not?” She suggests. 

“What do you mean?” You are not exactly sure what she is trying to get at.

“Y/N, what if you’re not being realistic? What if there was someone out there who felt drawn to you? That would kiss you if they got the chance? What if there was someone who saw you for who you are, not even caring that you don’t believe in love, because they could see themselves falling for you?” She offers that all to you, reserved but hopeful.

“I don’t know, Robin. I’ve never really thought about it. I guess I just have faith in my assumptions.” You shake your head, trying not to let her into it. You never intended to have a philosophical conversation. You just wanted to watch a movie. 

Robin puts the video back on the shelf and then takes a step towards you. You are not sure why, but you also don’t question it. 

“Just play devil’s advocate for a minute. What if you found out that your assumptions were wrong? Would that be enough to sway your opinion?” Robin seems well intentioned but you really aren’t sure why she is bothering. What does she get out of this? She is, however, starting to make you think no matter how hard you are trying to resist.

You ponder over what could persuade you to view love and romance differently. You eventually come to the conclusion that “I guess I would need some proof, like an experience that made it tangible for me. I guess it would take someone genuinely liking me, or kissing me and actually meaning it. Not just any person could convince me. It would have to be real and special.”

“So what you are telling me is that if someone genuinely wanted to kiss you, they should do it?” She’s got an air of curiosity.

“I wouldn’t want someone to kiss me that I couldn’t see myself with. But I guess if I let someone close enough to kiss me, why not? Neither of us would have anything to lose.” You tell her all this hoping to have satisfied her curiosity. You expect this to be the end of the conversation. There is no one else to turn to and it’s not like she is going to romance you. And she is definitely not going to kiss you. 

That imaginary prospect sparks something in you though. You had never really thought that much about kissing anyone because kissing boys seemed like the only option. But the new found option of kissing a girl, that is intriguing. Your head begins to spin.

Robin takes another step towards you, leaving less than a foot of space between you. She reaches out her hand to brush a piece of hair off of your face. 

“Is this close enough?” She asks with a smirk. Robin seems to be testing the waters, as if she were following the steps you have given her. But that’s ridiculous. Right? You are just letting yourself get carried away. She’s only gotten inside your head to prove her point. Right?

There is something about the way that Robin looks at you that causes a fluttery feeling in your stomach that you’ve never felt before. It reminds you of the way people describe their first crush or first kiss.

But now you are met with Robin’s pretty face, beautiful smile, and, now that you are looking deeply into them, alluring blue eyes. Something about Robin and this conversation has practically changed the chemistry of your brain and triggered a part of your imagination that you didn’t know existed. You can hardly believe it. But god is she endearing. You’ve quickly come to the conclusion that if it were with a girl, kissing was something you were interested in. Especially if that girl was Robin, who has taken the time to challenge your cynicism in a way that no one else ever cared enough to. 

“I… I… um. Yes. I would say that’s, um, close enough.” You squeak out nervously. Your heart is racing from the attention that no one has ever given you before. You feel drawn to her like a magnet. 

“So you are sure, you wouldn’t mind if I…” Robin begins but you cut her off, taking another step so you two have mere inches between you. “Just shut up and kiss me.” 

Robin leans down towards you and you can feel her smile against your lips as she kisses you, as if she’s been waiting for this moment for a long time. At first you are both standing there a little awkwardly. But you just can’t seem to get enough of Robin. So you get as close to her as you can, your bodies pressed together, and you wrap your arms around her neck. She follows your lead and grabs your hips, clumsily at first but once her hands are settled in their position she tightens her grip. Robin was pulling you in as if she were trying to get closer despite the absence of space between you. Does she feel the same gravitational pull you feel towards her? The way that Robin holds you in place against her and insatiably kisses you starts a fire deep within you. You can tell that she really means it. She kisses you with an intention you didn’t know she had. You never imagined that another girl could make you feel this way.

You have no idea how much time had passed when you hear the door open. You and Robin quickly separate yourselves from one another and try to act casual. But you are unable to take your eyes off eachother or stop smiling. 

“You know what Robin, I think I’ll take that movie,” you tell her nervously. Now that you have had this revelation about her she is making you nervous. Is this a crush? Is this more?

“Really?” She asks, sounding surprised and looking excited. 

“I think you’ve started to convince me that romance is all that it’s cracked up to be.” She looks a little disappointed when you tell her that, “only started?”

You lean towards her and whisper in her ear with a smirk: “I think you should come over after work and watch this movie with me. You can finish proving your point.”

Robin’s jaw drops and her eyes go wide. She takes a moment to recollect herself. 

“You will be a firm believer by the time I’m done with you.”

Thanks for reading, lmk what you think:)

[maladaptive-day-dreams]

WLW Hotline

Robin Buckley x SW fem!reader, smut 18+, 2k words

I might've downloaded Quinn Audio Er0tica annnnd might’ve stumbled across a guided masturbation audio that made me think of Robin calling the WLW part of a phone sex line🥵it's about time I wrote and posted something so hereeeee ya go [alsoooo there's potential for a part 2 if the ppl want it so pls lemme know if you liked this and want a continuation!! ty!!]

Part 2 • Part 3

CW: reader knows it’s Robin but Robin doesn’t know it’s reader (idk what warning that would fall under but it’s a warning), guided masturbation, eager sub!Robin, mommy kink, nervous Robin but then she gets into it

Tags: @lightvixxen <3

You’ve been working at this phone sex operator for going on three months now. As one of the few out queer people in Hawkins, job hunting was hard until you convinced the boss here to open up a WLW hotline specific for fem bodied people, curious women, closeted women and other out queer women in town (if there were any).

Unfortunately, most of the people who called in to you were men trying to “fix” you or see what’s so special about your line. Every now and again—though it felt rare at this point—you’d get a woman or fem bodied person and your long nights would be worth it again. Plus you had some regular callers, none of whom would give you their real name of course (for privacy’s sake). For the regulars, you’d come up with a nickname to use on all their calls. Your favorite of them was Bunny. An older (like mid 40s), closeted queer woman who’s hubby is shit at making her cum so she calls you after he’s passed out naked in bed.

Another regular is Sweets, a trans man who hasn’t been in a relationship since he socially transitioned. He moved to Hawkins from Wisconsin so he could start over where no one knew his old self.

And recently, more young women (20s-30s) have been calling. Usually for one-and-done calls out of curiosity, but still every call meant a better paycheck. So when your coworker Patricia said there was a new girl on the line for you, you assume she’ll be another curious Cindy like the rest, until you hear her voice.

You pick up and start the call like usual. “Thanks for calling the WLW Hotline, how long of a session would you like tonight honey? Quarter, half or a full hour?”

“Um. Half please?”

Your heart dropped at the voice on the other side of the phone. It was Robin, one of the few out women in Hawkins. You would know her voice anywhere considering how close friends you’d been when you first moved here. But then the fall after she graduated (that past summer is when you met her) she made a move on the band girl she was crushing on and they dated for two years and you were forgotten. Only getting small smiles and head nods when you happened to see her in town. She wouldn’t know you were working here since you’ve not talked for a year and a half.

You know that it’s wrong but you’re the only WLW worker and there is a voice changing filter on your phones so she won’t know it’s you. Plus, you haven’t spoken in so long, and you probably won’t seeing as she’s with someone.

“Half it is. We don’t do names here so you can call me whatever or whoever you want to help you get there. As for my name for you, what would you like? Darling, love, honey, sugar, baby?”

“Oh, um I didn’t think about that. Uh,” Robin mumbles nervously. “I guess baby will work? Or whatever comes naturally for you?”

“Baby is the most natural, we can go with that,” you smile into the phone. “Before we start your time is there anything you want me to know going in to this session? A reason why you’re here, any kinks you want incorporated, anything off limits for dirty-talk?”

“Well, uh, my ex broke up with me about two months ago, and I haven’t been able to, um,” she pauses.

“Masturbate?”

She chokes back a laugh, “yeah. I haven’t been able to get there.” She says, emphasizing the last word.

“Would you like to role play or do you want a guided masturbation?”

“Guided?”

“Yes. Guided as in you follow my every direction and let me take control in making you feel good, but it’s your hands doing the work. Or you can imagine it’s someone else’s.”

There’s silence on the other side of the phone for a moment.

“I, um, I think guided masturbation, please.”

“Alrighty then, I’m gonna go ahead and start the time now if you’re ready?”

“Yeah,” she breathes out a heavy breath.

“Are you gonna listen to my every word, baby?” You ask in a sultry, dominating tone. “Gonna let me take care of you? Guide you since I can’t be there to help?”

She breathes heavy again, “yes.”

“Are you comfy where you are? Maybe in bed? Or on the couch?”

“I’m in bed, on top of the covers. I didn’t want to get in yet,” you can hear Robin’s nerves through the phone.

“Good, good. You’re comfortable then. Why don’t you lie all the way down, get situated. If you’ve got your pajamas on already why don’t you strip down for me, baby? All the way or you can leave your underwear on, whatever you’re comfortable with okay?”

You hear shuffling on the other side of the line and wait a few minutes until the movement stops.

“What do you have on?”

“Nothing, I’m, uh, naked.”

Fuck. This was going to be harder than you thought. You swore that your feelings for Robin were over shortly after she stopped talking to you once she got together with her now ex, but knowing she was naked in bed on the other side of this phone? The pit of your stomach was full of butterflies, you know this will be one of the few calls where you’re gonna end up with wet panties and a need for your vibrator when you get home.

“Good girl.”

“Fuck.”

“Oh you like that baby? Like it when I praise you like that? Being so obedient and doing as I say, you’re so good.”

“Yes mommy.”

Robin and a mommy kink, that will definitely be fuel for your own masturbation session after your shift.

“Why don’t you put the phone by your ear for me, ok? I want you to have both hands free for this.”

“Ok.”

“Good good, now I want you to run your fingertips from your shoulders, down your sides slowly, and then once you reach your hips, bring them up your stomach and above your tits.”

You wait a few minutes, listening to Robin’s heavy breathing through the phone.

“Did that feel good baby?”

“Yes,” she breathes.

“Good, now I want you to softly circle your tits with your fingertips and brush over your nipples ok? Play with your nipples for me baby. Let mommy hear what it does to you since I can’t be there.”

“Fuck, mommy it feels so good,” she moans, and it’s the most glorious thing you’ve ever heard.

“Good girl, now give your nipples a nice pinch for me.”

You know she does as you say because of the deep intake of breath you hear through the phone.

“You’re doing so good for me baby, listening and doing just as you’re told.”

“Mmph,” she whimpers.

“Want more?”

“Please,” she begs.

“What nice manners you have,” you sigh, panties growing wetter with every sweet whimper and moan Robin let’s out. “Go ahead and trail your hands down to your pussy.”

She huffs a sigh of relief.

“But don’t touch.”

She groans impatiently.

“Ah ah ah, do as I say or I won’t help you.”

“Sorry sorry, please.”

“That’s better. Trace your fingertips just at the top of your mound and down the inside of your thighs. Do that a few times.”

You pause and mute your end of the call so you can let out a shaky breath and change how your sitting so you can sit on your leg, putting pressure on your own throbbing center. Unmuting yourself, you ask, “all done baby?”

“Mhm,” Robin groans.

“Alright you wanna show mommy your pretty little cunt? Wanna let me hear how wet you are for me?”

She breathes out the softest yearning of a “yes.”

“Go ahead and point your knees out and spread ‘em for me so I can see your pretty pussy. Can you do that for me?”

“Yes mommy, I did it.”

“Good baby, now take one hand and trail it town your stomach to your mound ok? Now I want you to use your pointer and ring finger to softly go down your pussy lips and then once you get to the bottom, use those two to open up your lips for me, lemme hear how wet you are baby.”

And you actually do. A shuddering breath from Robin and the wettest, dirtiest of squelches to follow it.

“Fuck,” you drop the curse so quickly, grinding your own pussy on the leg tucked under you.

You hear Robin’s heavy breathing by the phone again, “did you hear?”

“Shit, yes baby I did. Did you put the phone by your pussy just so mommy could hear you touch your wet cunt?”

“Yes, isn’t that what you wanted?”

“Yes it is,” you smile at how eager to please Robin is when she’s horny. “So good at following directions, I think you should be rewarded.”

“Please,” she begs through a moan.

“Yeah? Wanna be rewarded for being such an good obedient girl? For making mommy so wet she wants to touch herself with you?”

Dear god, if you weren’t at work you’d be riding your own hand while tell Robin to ride hers.

“I think you deserve a reward, do you wanna cum? Want me to let you touch yourself until you come for me?”

“Mommy, yes, please,” she huffs.

“Ok baby, I want you to play with your pussy until you cum. That same hand that’s still on your wet cunt, I want you to use your finger and get some of that sweet wetness and bring it up to your clit, ok? Play with your clit for me.”

“Ok, do you wanna hear me play?”

You bite your lip to hold back a moan, wishing to high heaven that these phones were cordless so you could hide in the bathroom and touch yourself to the eager lil baby on the other side of the line.

“I don’t need to hear your wet pussy, I want to hear those pretty little sounds you make when you play. Don’t hide those sounds from me okay?”

“O-Okay,” Robin huffs as she plays with her clit. “Fuck it feels so good mommy, you make me feel so good.”

“Yeah? Want mommy to touch you when she gets home? Use her fingers on you?”

A whimper is the only response you get.

“Or would it be better if mommy used her mouth?”

That comment makes Robin moan “please” into the receiver and has you wishing this was real life and not what’s supposed to be an anonymous phone sex call.

“Yeah? How fast would you want me to fuck you with my tongue? Use your fingers, show me how fast.”

A breath hitch and fast, shuddering breathing lets you know that she’s started fingering herself. You can hear the faint wet noises of her fingers moving in and out of her cunt in the background of the call and you squeeze your legs together at the sound.

“C’mon baby, ride your fingers like you’d ride my face. Let me have it, gimmie all your cum baby.”

“Fuck, ‘m gonna cum. Gonna cum,” she pants.

“Let go, cum for mommy.”

“‘m cumming, mmph. FUCK, YES Y/N fuck, oh fuck, fuck.”

Did you, did you hear that right? Robin came with your name on her lips?

There’s a small chuckle on the other end and then she says, “fuck, that was the first time I’ve cum in a while. Jesus, it was so hard too.”

You’re still processing that she was imagining you the whole time without knowing it was you.

“Are you still there? I wanted to say thanks before hanging up.”

You go back and forth with it but last minute decide to drop the voice filter to respond.

“Robin?”

The line is quiet.

“Y/N? Fuck, shit-“

And the line goes dead.

If she was ever going to talk to you again, she won’t now.

Shit.

[marie-swriting]

Stranger Things Masterlist [EN]

❤️Romantic/💜Friendship/💙Siblings/💚Parents

Robin Buckley

❤️I Fucking Love You

Before Robin, you never had a crush on a girl so you try to figure things out while you still want Robin with you. You two agree to see each other without being official but your feelings gets bigger everyday.

❤️You Really Are That Oblivious

You have a crush on Robin and you want to let her know. Unfortunately, she doesn't get the hint easily.

❤️A New Lesson

You move back to Hawkins after several years away from your first best friend and first kiss, Robin Buckley.

❤️All Your Life

Since you started dating Robin, you've been more and more distant with your friends and everyone feels like you're changing so much, even Robin who starts fearing she might be ruining your life.

❤️Romantic Feelings, For Me?

You have a crush on Robin and so does she but neither of you feels ready to make the first move, too scared to lose the other. Thankfully for the both of you, your best friends, Steve and Chrissy, want to help you out.

❤️To Kiss Her

Three times you wanted to kiss Robin but didn't and one time you did.

❤️More Time With You

You meet Robin at a party.

Chrissy Cunningham

❤️Be My Boyfriend

You're Chrissy's best friend so you help her through her relationship problems with Jason, even though you have a crush on her.

❤️No Matter The Hurt

You have a crush on Chrissy but she has a date with Jason Carver.

❤️Forever [1/2]

You're enjoying your relationship with Chrissy during the summer but as you get closer to September, it gets harder and harder to see Chrissy when all you want to do is say 'I love you' for the first time.

❤️Forever | Never [2/2]

After six years, you finally meet again Chrissy at Lover's Lake.

❤️Always Stay Together

Your former best friend Chrissy helps you to get in the cheerleaders.

Eddie Munson

❤️A Bad Influence

You're a cheerleader and dating Eddie Munson. When you started dating, you wanted to keep it to yourself as you didn't want to listen to everyone's comment, but now you're ready to show the guy you love, no matter what they say.

❤️Find Each Other

You're back to Hawkins after you've spent several months away from your boyfriend Eddie because of University.

❤️Chosen You

You come back to Hawkins and run into Eddie Munson, the boy you loved.

❤️The Slut Of Hawkins | And The Freak [2/2]

After months of loneliness because of your reputation being destroyed, Eddie Munson is there for you.

Steve Harrington

💙It Is Not Your Job

You're feeling worse and worse everyday, hoping your parents will finally notice you, but only your brother, Steve, seems to worry about you, as always.

❤️The Slut Of Hawkins [1/2]

You're paying for the consequences of dating Steve Harrington.

Stranger Things Masterlist [FR]

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FR Masterlist

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