#sub!nancy wheeler

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Needy 👏 Bottom 👏 Nancy 👏 Wheeler 🤝

Please write top Robin with needy bottom Nancy. Honestly I need this. I need this to survive. I literally have no ideas I’m so uncreative, I just would really love if you wrote something with this. Thank you in advance.

In honor of Valentines day, I pulled an all nighter to write this for you guys💖

update: it’s a day late, I apologize that I couldn’t finish it in time!! My thoughts for this fic just kept going and going…anyway enjoy the smut lol

Minors DNI (18+ Only!!!!)

Valentines Day💌

Dom!Robin x Sub!Nancy

Notes: Both of them have a praise kink, overstimulation, crying. all the good stuff

Today’s February 14th, also known as Valentines day. For the past 18 years this day has meant nothing to Robin, she’s never had a valentine and has loathed the holiday for as long as she can remember. This year though, this year is different. Why? Because she is dating the most beautiful girl in Hawkins, no other than Nancy Wheeler. She couldn’t sleep the night before because she was too excited for the surprise she had planned for her girlfriend. Once Robin’s alarm went off that morning, she jumped out of bed, for once actually excited about this stupid holiday. Yesterday, she went to her local florist and had a special bouquet made for Nancy. It had a bunch of different flowers in it, but it’s color scheme was Nancy’s favorite colors, pink, yellow, and orange. The florist balanced out all the colors with white roses and the bouquet looked absolutely amazing. Steve picked Robin up that morning to take her to school and when he saw the beautiful bouquet, he smiled. He said, “Aw, are those for Nance?” Robin smiled, but then started rambling out of nervousness, “Yeah. Do you think she’ll like them? Is it too much? Should I have just done roses? Oh my god, does she even like flowers?” Robin gently places the flowers on her lap, then turns to face Steve. She puts her head in her hands and says, “Oh my god, I’m an idiot.” Steve grabs her shoulders and says, “Hey, relax for me, Rob. Nance is gonna love them, okay?” Robin’s hands slowly fall from her face and she looks at Steve. She quietly, with a bit of worry in her voice, says, “You really think so?” Steve replies, “I really do” and Robin takes a couple deep breaths, then seems to relax a little bit. After knowing Robin for so long and seeing her almost every day, Steve knows exactly how to calm her down. He says, “Tell me what you have planned for you guys tonight.” Robin gets excited and starts to ramble about the night she had planned for her and Nancy.

When Steve pulls into the school parking lot, Nancy’s standing outside her car. A wide smile appears on her face upon seeing Steve’s car pull in. Before Steve could even put his car in park, Robin had already hopped out, throwing her backpack over her shoulder and holding the bouquet in her hands. She started running toward her girlfriend, a wide smile on her face as well. Nancy’s smile grew when she saw the bouquet her girlfriend was holding and once Robin got close to her, she said, “Happy Valentines day, my love.” Even though the pair had been dating for months, Robin still blushes when Nancy uses cute nicknames like that. With her cheeks tinted a bright pink, she replies back saying, “Happy Valentines day, angel”, then gives her a cute little kiss on her nose. Robin then hands her the bouquet and says, “I uh- I hope you like them. I’m not sure if you like flowers, if you don’t, I can take them back, really I don’t mind.” Nancy’s eyes soften and she gently puts the bouquet on the roof of her car, just for a second. She then takes both her hands and cups Robin’s face, then kisses her sweetly. Nancy says, “Sweetheart, I love them. Thank you so much, they’re beautiful.” Robin lets out a sigh of relief with a wide smile plastered on her face. Her girlfriend opens up her car door and says, “I have a surprise for you”, then pulls out a heart shaped box. Robin immediately gets excited and says, “Is that- Is that chocolate!” Nancy nods her head and says, “Mhmmm, milk and dark chocolate since I know you like them both equally.” With no warning, Nancy is now wrapped in a tight hug by Robin. She says, “Thank you so much, Nance!” Immediately, Robin rips open the box and pops one of the heart shaped chocolates into her mouth. With her wide smile still on her face, she hums in pleasure at the deliciousness of the piece of chocolate. Nancy’s smile stays on her face, almost like it’s glued, at the endearing sight of her girlfriend looking like a little kid opening a present on christmas morning. She looks at her watch and says, “Come on baby, we’re going to be late.” Robin replies, “I wish I could just spend the entire day with you” with a small pout on her face. Nancy says, “One day, baby, but I’ll be over at 5:00pm and I’ll be there all night, okay?” Robin smiles at the thought and says, “Alright, alright. Fine.” Nancy grabs her wrist, then both girls wave at Steve as Nancy gently pulls Robin towards the school building. She gives Robin a kiss before they go their separate ways for classes.

Robin may have physically made it to all her classes, but mentally, all she could think about was Nancy. When the final bell rang for the day, Robin was the first one out of her classroom and was hauling her way to Steve, who was waiting for her in the parking lot. He drove her home and that’s when the Valentines day preparations began. Robin wanted to make this Valentines day super special for Nancy, because, as she explained to Steve, “Nancy’s super special so she deserves a super special Valentines day.” Her parents were out of town, so it made everything she wanted to do 100 times easier. First, she rearranged the furniture in the living room to make a fort with twinkly fairy lights around it. She made sure the TV was inside, along with blankets and a few different movies. Next, she made chocolate covered strawberries, 6 dark chocolate, 6 milk chocolate. After that, she went upstairs to get changed. She put on a black tank top and paired it with her short red and black flannel pajama shorts. Underneath those shorts though, she purposely put on the pair of panties that always makes Nancy’s eyes pop out of her head. By the time she had changed and made her way down the stairs, Nancy’s car was pulling into her driveway. Before Nancy even had a chance to knock at the door, she was greeted by Robin smiling and practically shaking from excitement. Nancy asks, “You okay, baby? You look like you’re going to explode with excitement”, then she giggles. Robin says, “Yeah! I’m just super excited to show you something. Close your eyes.” Nancy does as she told and Robin says, “Good girl”, eliciting a small, needy whine from Nancy, just like she wanted. Robin acts like she didn’t hear it and helps guide her into the living room. Once they’re both inside her living room, Robin says, “Okay open your eyes for me, angel.” Nancy’s eyes open to the sight of the beautiful fort and the chocolate covered strawberries on the coffee table next to it. Her eyes soften and her mouth slightly opens in shock. It’s silent for a little too long, as Nancy’s trying not to cry because this is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for her. Robin’s nerves kick in and she thinks Nancy hates it. She begins anxiously rambling, “If you don’t like it, we can move the furnit-”, but her rambling was cut short by the sweetest and most intimate kiss the two of them have ever shared. Nancy doesn’t fail at many things, if anything really, but her trying to hold back her tears at this moment, she failed at. A couple tears start rolling down her cheeks accompanied by the biggest smile on her face. She says, “Robbie, I- I love it. This is the sweetest thing- the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for me. Thank you, baby.” Robin smiles, wipes away her tears, then kisses the tip of Nancy’s nose and says, “Anything for you, angel. Happy Valentines day.” Nancy’s smile grows and she grabs her girlfriend’s wrist, then pulls her towards the fort saying, “Come on!” enthusiastically. The two of them crawl into the fort and start to watch Nancy’s favorite movie, ‘The Breakfast Club’.

During the movie, while the two of them are all cuddled up, Robin reaches over and grabs the plate of chocolate covered strawberries. When Nancy goes to grab one, Robin gently taps her hand away. Nancy looks back at her confused, then Robin says, “Pretty girls don’t get their hands all dirty, allow me, my love.” Robin takes a strawberry and holds it in front of Nancy’s mouth. As she’s about to bite into it, Robin says “Ah, ah. Did I say you could do that?” Nancy now understands what’s happening and she’s definitely not mad about it. A quiet whine leaves her mouth, followed by a quiet, “No.” Robin’s voice somehow got raspier and she replies, “I’d hate to have to punish you on Valentines day, sweetheart. You want to be a good girl for me, don’t you?” Nancy’s dire need to be praised, her dire need to be Robin’s good girl, made her submit right then and there. She was already needy for her girlfriend before she arrived, but now, now she’s on the edge of desperation. She’s desperate to have Robin’s hands and mouth all over her body. Nancy says, “I do! I do, Robin I- I promise! I want to- I want to be your good girl! I promise I’ll be your good girl, Robin! I swear!” Robin could easily hear the desperation in her girlfriend’s voice, the pure sound of her need. She responds back saying, “That’s my good girl. Now open that pretty little mouth of yours.” Nancy opens her mouth and Robin places the strawberry in between her lips. She bites down on the half of strawberry that was placed in her mouth and hums at the taste. Nancy says, “Robbie these taste so good. Oh my god!” Robin smiles and says, “Thank you, angel. I’m glad you like them because I love watching your perfect lips wrap around them. Perfect.” Robin then pops the rest of the strawberry in her mouth with a slight grin on her face as she sees the slight blush creep onto Nancy’s face. A small whine slips from Nancy’s mouth soon after. Her eyes are fixated on Robin as she takes another strawberry and bites into it, her perfect, soft lips wrapped around it. In this moment, Nancy realizes why Robin said she likes to watch her eat them. Nancy watches her girlfriend’s lips wrap around the strawberry and for some reason, this very simple action, just looks so sexual. Nancy can feel her arousal in her panties and Robin hasn’t even touched her. What makes it worse is after she takes a bite, Robin hums and says “Mmmm fuckkkkk.” Nancy lets out a small, quiet whine and Robin turns to make eye contact with her. As she looks over, she notices that Nancy’s bottom lip was now in between her teeth. She knows that she’s trying her best to hold back more whines, which plants a grin on her face.

Robin cocks her head to the side slightly, acting confused on why Nancy had just whined. She asks, “Everything okay, baby?” and Nancy responds with a high pitched “Mhmmm.” Anyone with half a brain could tell that Nancy was needy, but if she didn’t want to flat out tell Robin, she was going to have to coax it out of her. Robin says, “You sure, sweetheart?” and simultaneously places one of her hands on the inner part of Nancy’s mid thigh. She starts to glide her hand back and forth, driving Nancy to release another whine, this one louder than the others. Still acting naive, Robin says, “Why don’t you be a good girl and tell me, sweetheart?” Robin was confident that her question would be Nancy’s breaking point and she was correct. Almost breathlessly, Nancy says, “Please, Robbie.” Robin thinks to herself, if Nancy wanted to play games, so will I. So, she replies back, “Please what, angel? You’ll have to be a bit more specific if you want something. Be a good girl and tell me, Nance.” The praise hits her immediately and she says, “Touch me, please. Want you, Rob. Need you. Need you so bad, please. Please, Robbie.” You’d have to be an idiot to turn down Nancy Wheeler, but you’d have to be an absolute psychopath to turn her down while she’s begging for you. Robin is neither one of those things. Her lips crash into Nancy’s hungrily and both girls taste the chocolate on each other’s lips. She pulls away, causing another whine to escape Nancy’s perfect lips, then a small pout forms on her face. Her pout doesn’t sit on her face long though, because only a few seconds after disconnecting their lips, Robin says, “You wanna go to my room, sweetheart?” She knows the answer to the question before she even asked it, but she wanted to hear Nancy say it. Nancy nods her head and says, “Yes please. Can we? Please, Robs.” Before she knew it, Robin was out of the fort, standing up, and grabbing her wrist, lightly pulling her towards her stairs.

Once they both were in her room, Robin grabs Nancy by her hips and pulls her up against her. She leans down and hums as she kisses those perfect lips again. She releases from the kiss shortly after and says, “Take your shirt off for me, angel.” Without a single hesitation, Nancy does what she was told and within seconds her shirt winds up on the floor, exposing her lace white bralette. She was rewarded with Robin acting like she was about to kiss her, but instead stops mere inches away from her lips and whispers, “Always such a good girl for me, aren’t you Nance?” At that moment, Nancy’s brain had short circuited and she could only reply with a whine of pure need. Robin grinned for just a moment before reconnecting their lips again. While kissing, Robin undoes Nancy’s bralette and lets it drop to the floor. Then, she backs her up, until the back of Nancy’s knees hit the edge of the bed. Once Nancy feels the mattress against the back of her legs, she gasps and practically within a blink of an eye, finds herself laid down on top of it. Her eyes trail upwards to find that she is being towered by her girlfriend. Robin stands in between her legs and looks down at Nancy. Their eyes lock and neither one of them can spot the blue that’s normally there. Currently, all that’s visible are their pupils. Robin loses eye contact to look at her girlfriend’s exposed chest and says, “You’re so pretty, sweetheart.” She reaches both of her hands down and starts to knead her breasts roughly. A loud gasp, followed by a moan leaves Nancy’s mouth and Robin continues on, saying, “Just so pretty for me, aren’t you? So perfect and beautiful, all for me.” Another moan escapes her mouth and she breathlessly says, “All for you. I’m yours, Robin. All yours.” Robin hums at her words, then leans down and whispers in her ear, “Good girl. All mine. My good girl.” She then bites Nancy’s ear lobe, not too roughly, but not too soft either. Nancy whimpers in response and she can feel her arousal starting to pool in her panties. Robin’s lips soon make their way to her neck and she sucks several marks, marking what’s hers. After the last mark she sucks onto Nancy’s neck, she moves closer to her ear and whispers, “I’m marking what’s mine. Your body, is mine. It belongs to me, you belong to me.” Nancy whimpers, then breathlessly says, “I’m yours, all yours. My- My body belongs to you, Robin.” Robin looks Nancy in her eyes, then says, “Good girl” and watches as Nancy attempts to hold back a whine. The longer her girlfriend’s eyes are looking into hers, the harder it is to stop herself from whining. The whine eventually slips out after seeing Robin’s hungrily eyes for too long. Robin’s lips start to trail below Nancy’s neck and soon her collar bone has several marks on it as well. As her lips continue to get lower, Nancy begins to whine, growing impatient with how slow Robin’s being. She whines out, “Please, Robin. Please touch me. Please!” Right as she was about to lick one of Nancy’s nipples, she stops and straightens her posture. Nancy whimpers and watches as her girlfriend’s facial expression changes.

Robin looks down at her and says, “I thought you wanted to be my good girl, sweetheart and we both know good girls aren’t greedy, right?” Nancy whines, but responds back with a quiet “No.” Robin continues and says, “Now, do you want to be my good girl or would you rather be punished for being a greedy little whore, hmmm?” Nancy loudly whimpers, then replies back saying, “Good girl! I’m sorry! I promise I’ll be good! I promise! I’m sorry!” Robin says, “You’ll take what I give you, understand?” Nancy nods rapidly and says, “Yes! I understand!” Her girlfriend hums, then leans back to down to continue where she left off. Her tongue licks across one of Nancy’s hardened nipples, then she grazes her teeth against it. Nancy sharply and releases a shaky breath. A few seconds later, Robin’s mouth is latched around her nipple and sucking on it roughly. Countless moans are slipping from Nancy’s mouth, each one as beautiful as the one that came before it. Her moans stop for a second, but only because Robin switched to her other nipple, giving it the same attention. Once she was satisfied playing with Nancy’s breasts, she lifts her body back up so she’s standing straight up. Robin hooks her fingers around Nancy’s pants and her underwear, then looks into her eyes for consent. Nancy starts to nod her head, then mutters out a breathless, “Please. Yes, please.” Robin grins, then pulls down both articles of clothing in a single fluid motion. She peaks at Nancy’s pussy and sees it’s glistening with her slick. Her grin widens and she says, “You’re so wet for me, angel. Is that all for me? All mine, sweetheart?” Nancy breathlessly replies back, “All yours. All yours, Rob”, then Robin hums. As she starts straightening up, she says, “Good girl.” Nancy whines in response, then whimpers as she finds herself, again, being towered over by Robin. Before Robin could do something else, Nancy lets out a small whine. This time, Robin was a little confused on why she was whining, so she asked, “What is it, my love?” Nancy replied, “Want to- Want to see you. It’s not- It’s not fair you have all your clothes on and I’m naked.” Robin can’t help but let a out a little giggle and she says, “Okay, angel”, then takes off everything, but her underwear. When Nancy sees the panties Robin chose to wear, she moans and says, “I knew you were wearing those.” Robin playfully rolls her eyes, then starts to crawl onto the bed, over top of Nancy. She responds back while planting kisses down her body, saying a word, then following it up with a kiss until she reaches her girlfriend’s hips. Robin says, “Because you’re so smart. And so pretty. And so nice. You’re absolutely perfect, Nancy.” Robin stops for a second, then her lips continue downwards. They start to go to where Nancy’s been begging to be touched all night, where she needs Robin to be so desperately. She grips Nancy’s thighs harshly and pushes them deep into her mattress, eliciting a loud moan from Nancy’s mouth. Robin’s lips hover inches away from Nancy’s clit, then she says, “Look at me.” Their eyes lock again and Robin says, “You’re absolutely perfect, Nancy Wheeler. My perfect girl. So perfect for me.” Those words alone, leaving her girlfriend’s mouth could have made Nancy’s arousal pool out of her. But the mixture of them with how close her mouth is to her clit and with the borderline bruising grip she had on her thighs, it caused another loud moan to leave her lips. The praise went straight to her head and after being teased for what feels like forever, she is finally given some relief.

Robin’s tongue flattens and licks a stripe from Nancy’s entrance to her clit, eliciting a loud moan of not only pleasure, but also relief from her girlfriend. Robin hums at the taste of Nancy’s arousal and only pulls her mouth away to say, “You taste so good, angel. So sweet. I could eat you all night.” She takes a few kitten licks at her clit, then hums and lifts her head again. This time, for just a moment, and she says, “And I just might”, then finds the perfect pace to lick Nancy’s clit. She’s already so worked up, so it doesn’t take her very long to feel her orgasm building inside her. As Robin speeds up her licks, Nancy moans out “Fuck Robin! Oh my god! Feels so- Feels so good! You’re doing abso- fuck- absolutely amazing! So good, Robin! You’re doing soooo good!” All the praise makes her tongue work even faster. Not too long after, Nancy’s legs begin shaking and she moans out, “I’m cl- I’m close, Rob- Robin! I’m close! Can I- Can I c- cum, please? Please, Robin! Please! Please, let- Please, let me cum! I’ve been- I’ve been so good! Please! Need to- Need to cum! Please Robin!” Robin lifts her head briefly and says, “Cum for me, angel. Be a good girl and cum for me.” She lowers her head back down and her tongue moves even faster than it was before. Nancy screams out moan after moan of Robin’s name until she’s finally interrupted by her orgasm. Robin gradually slows down her licks until Nancy’s orgasm is completely ridden out. She gives her only a couple seconds to catch her breath, then she shoves two of her fingers inside Nancy’s neglected entrance. Nancy lets out a loud moan, saying, “Oh fuck, Robin! Fuck!” and Robin says, “Mhmmm, you’re such a good girl, baby. You’re taking my fingers so well. Such a good girl for me Nance.” The praise, along with Robin’s fingers working perfectly inside her, makes Nancy throw her head back in pleasure and scream out a moan. Robin grins, knowing she’s doing a good job, then starts doing kitten licks on Nancy’s clit again. A high pitched strangled noise leaves her girlfriend’s mouth and her walls start to clench around her fingers. Nancy moans out Robin’s name, over and over again, until her second climax hits her hard. Robin leaves her fingers inside of Nancy’s entrance, but moves into a different position.

Robin now has her knees planted on both sides of Nancy and is eye level with her, hovering over her naked body. She waits until Nancy’s breathing has completely steadied, then connects their lips for a heated kiss. While they kiss, Robin unexpectedly curls her fingers and Nancy lets out the most beautiful sounding moan directly into Robin’s mouth. Robin pulls her head up and Nancy chases her lips, then whines when she can’t reach them. Her eyes meet Robin’s and Robin says in a condescending tone, “Aw, you’re still so needy sweetheart, aren’t you? Still desperate for me to make you feel good, hmmm?” Nancy can only reply with a whine, but Robin can’t have that. She says, “Be a good girl and use your words for me, sweetheart.” Nancy whines out, “Yes. Still need- Still need you, Robin. Please.” Robin’s grin returns on her face and she says, “Okay, baby. I want you to be a good girl and look at me while I make you cum, okay?” Nancy replies with a high pitched “Mhmmm” while squirming underneath Robin. Robin continues on and says, “If you break eye contact with me, I’ll stop. Do you understand?” Nancy’s eyes widen and she whimpers out, “Robin, pl- please no! Please!” Her girlfriend’s tone quickly switches to one that’s more assertive and she says, “If you want to cum, you will do what I said.” Nancy whimpers again and replies back, “Yes, Robin. I under- I understand.” Robin smiles, then says, “That’s my good girl” and Nancy whines. Her whine quickly turns into a moan as Robin’s finger curl inside her again, perfectly hitting that special spot inside her. She almost breaks eye contact, but she’s too needy for Robin to stop her movements. The way Robin towers over her body and how her eyes look at her, makes her feel small, so very small. She loves it and it makes the knot in her stomach form faster. Robin starts moving her long fingers in and out of her entrance, almost fully taking them out, then pushing them back in, knuckle deep. Nancy’s moans are loud and her hands quickly make their way to grip the sheets beneath her. It doesn’t take long for her knuckles to turn as white as the sheet she’s gripping onto. Her loud moans turn into screams of pleasure as Robin starts to move her fingers faster. Their eyes are still locked and Robin says, “You look so perfect like this. So perfect as you fall apart underneath me, sweetheart. So beautiful as you take my fingers so well. Such a good girl for me, Nance. So perfect for me.” Robin feels Nancy’s walls clench around her fingers at the praise she’s given her. While her walls are clenching, Nancy lets out a sound, something between a moan and a whine. Her eyes are still fixated on Robin’s and she feels the knot in her stomach start to tighten. She breathlessly starts to stutter out, “I’m- I’m cl- cl-”, but her girlfriend takes some pity on her and interrupts her, sweetly saying, “I know, angel.” Seconds later, Robin then adds a third finger and Nancy screams out, “Oh fuck! Fuck Robin! Fuck!” Robin can’t help the wide grin that appears on her face as her girlfriend screams even louder, loud enough that she thinks her neighbors could hear. It didn’t bother her, not one bit. The whole world could hear for all she cared, that just means more people would know who Nancy belonged to. With all three fingers inside of her, Robin curls her fingers upwards, hitting Nancy’s special spot perfectly. She does this motion repeatedly until Nancy cums, which didn’t take very long. Tears start to form in her girlfriend’s eyes from Robin’s fingers making her feel so good. As she’s about to fall off the edge, Nancy screams, “Yes, Robin! Yes! Oh my god, yes! Yes! Robin! Robin!” With a couple tears beginning to roll down her flushed cheeks, the last scream of Robin’s name was strangled in her throat as she cums all over Robin’s fingers.

Nancy’s breathing is now erratic and she’s overstimulated. Her eyes are still looking into Robin’s and she can’t help but whine when Robin says, “You did such a good job, sweetheart. So perfect.” Then, she asks, “You can give me one more, right angel?” in a sweet tone. All Nancy can do in response is nod. Robin knew that there was no way Nancy was going to be able to talk anymore, she’s honestly surprised she can still comprehend what she’s saying. She gives her a sweet kiss on her lips and when she pulls away, she whispers, “You’re so perfect, Nance.” Nancy’s eyes are still looking into Robin’s and she loves that she can tell by the way Robin looks at her, that she means it. She means it when she says that she’s perfect and in that moment, Robin feels Nancy’s walls tighten around her fingers. This time she doesn’t say anything though. Instead, still using her sweet tone, Robin asks, “Do you wanna suck on my fingers while I eat that pretty pussy of yours, my love?” While she asks the question, Robin repositions herself, so her head is in between Nancy’s thighs, but her eyes never leave Nancy’s face. Nancy weakly nods and Robin says, “Okay, sweetheart. I’m going to take my fingers out nice and slow, alright?” Again, Nancy weakly nods her head and Robin slowly pulls out her fingers. Nancy loudly whimpers as Robin slowly retracts her fingers. Then, once her fingers are entirely out of her, she starts to sob from the emptiness. Her sobs are soon muffled by the three fingers previously inside her entrance, now entering her mouth. Robin sweetly says, “Shhhhh, it’s okay angel. It’s okay” while her free hand runs up and down the top of one of her thighs. A few seconds later, Robin begins to lightly lick Nancy’s clit again. Her girlfriend’s clit is so sensitive from overstimulation and she loves it. The light licks she’s giving, allow her to bask in the way Nancy’s body responds to her tongue. Meanwhile, Nancy’s trying her best to suck on Robin’s fingers, but she just can’t. She’s too overstimulated and she can’t stop herself from sobbing. Her body is trying to move away from pleasure of Robin’s mouth, but Robin takes her forearm and pushes Nancy’s hips into the mattress, not allowing her to move. Her mouth then latches around her clit and she sucks on it, her tongue occasionally swiping over it. Robin removes her fingers from Nancy’s mouth once her girlfriend’s already shaking legs, start to spasm out of control. She quickly wipes her hand on the sheet, then moves her hands so they’re gripping Nancy’s thighs apart and pushing them down into the mattress. Her grip is so hard that it’ll probably leave a bruise. Nancy continues her sobbing from the overstimulation, now completely unmuffled. With a few more licks and sucks at Nancy’s clit, a high pitched scream leaves her mouth as she cums for the fourth time tonight. Robin quickly, but gently, licks up all of Nancy’s cum and wetness. When she finishes, Nancy’s still sobbing, so she quickly scoops her up into her arms and places her onto her lap. Robin holds her there in a tight embrace while she whispers, “Shhhh, it’s okay, I got you. I got you, angel. You did so good. So perfect for me, always so perfect for me, Nance. Such a good girl. It’s okay. I’ve got you, sweetheart. I’ve got you.” Within about 5 minutes, Nancy’s sobs stop, tears stop rolling down her cheeks, and her breathing patterns return to normal. She moves her head onto Robin’s chest and her ear is placed right against her girlfriend’s beating heart.

Nancy still can’t manage to form words and her brain still feels fuzzy, like cotton candy. Robin doesn’t mind though, she just continues to hold her and eventually starts running her fingers through her thick curls. She occasionally kisses the top of her head, comforting the weak girl who’s slump in her arms. After around 20 minutes of sitting like this, Nancy mumbles, “Thank you.” Robin lets out a little giggle and gently pushes Nancy’s face up to look at her. They’re both smiling and Robin says, “Happy Valentines day, my sweet angel.” Nancy’s voice is soft as she replies, “Happy Valentines day, baby. I love you so much.” Robin’s eyes soften at her voice and she says, “I love you more”, then gives her a sweet kiss on the tip of her nose. She says, “How about we get you all cleaned up, does that sound, okay? I can draw a nice warm bath for you, then we can do whatever you want afterwards.” Nancy’s eyes soften and she asks, almost sounding shy, “Are you- Are you going to join me in the- in the bath?” Robin smiles and says, “If you want me to, sweetheart.” Nancy quickly responds back, “Please” and Robin replies, “Then of course I will, angel.” Nancy smiles back at her and says, “Thank you.” Robin says, “I mean, honestly Nance, only a complete and total dingus would turn down getting into a bath with a naked woman. They’d have to be blind and an idiot to say no to getting into a warm bath with you though.” Nancy giggles and Robin continues, “No, seriously! Blind and a complete idiot. You do know what you look like, right? Like, you’ve looked at yourself in the mirror?” Nancy’s smile widens as she playfully rolls her eyes. Both girls are now giggling, then Robin gives Nancy a kiss before leaving to go draw the bath. She comes back around 5 minutes later, scoops Nancy up in her arms, and carries her to the bathroom where the warm water awaits for her arrival. Robin gently places her inside, then strips off her underwear and climbs in, behind Nancy. Her long legs are spread, long and wide, and Nancy sits in between them, with her back up against Robin’s bare chest. Robin cleans Nancy up and the two of them sit in the bath until it starts to get cold. As they’re drying off, Robin says, “What do you want to do now, my love?” Nancy smiles and says, “Go down to the fort and cuddle while watching movies please.” Robin nods, acknowledging she heard her. She bends down slightly to plant a sweet kiss on Nancy’s lips, then she says, “Think you can make it down the stairs?” Her signature devilish grin appears on her face, followed by a few giggles. Nancy laughs, she wishes she could be mad, but she was just about to ask if Robin would carry her down. After they’re both dried off, Robin lets Nancy borrow one of her t-shirts and finds a pair of underwear that Nancy keeps at her house, for times just like this. Robin throws on a tank top and a pair of boxers, then carries Nancy down the stairs. They get into the fort and cuddle together while watching where they left off in, ‘The Breakfast Club’. Both girls think to themselves, “Maybe Valentines day isn’t such a stupid holiday after all.”

I hope you liked it!!🥺💖

I’m going to try to get back into writing since my mental health is getting better!! Hopefully posting once a week, but we’ll see🤷🏻‍♀️

Thank you for reading!!🥺💖

I’m going to try and continue writing more, now that my mental health is slightly better😊

[noahjustcried]

Nobody Fucks With My Baby pt.1

sub!nancy x dom!reader (GN pronouns)

warnings: 18+ MDNI | angst, fluff, making out, alcohol consumption, and marijuana use, steve beef. (we love steve but i needed tension)

summary: drunk nancy who’s sensitive to rejection literally starts tearing up when you tell her no.

You were leaning on the hood of your old car waiting for a certain brunette to sneak past her friends at a party that you weren’t invited to. Long story.

Your eyes lit up as the door opened and her head peeked past the frame before she ran out the door once your eyes met. Her cheeks were flushed, her nose was pink and she was sniffling as she dropped all of her body weight on you the second you were in reach.

“Hey! Y/N!” She was ecstatic to see your face.

“Hey, Nance, you alright?” You queried. Your eyebrow arching upwards as you supported her weight.

She stared at you with glazed over eyes for a few seconds too long before she hiccuped and brought her four fingers over her mouth to cover it. ever so polite, she was.

“‘M sorry I forgot the question.” She answered.

You just shook your head.

“How’s the party?”

“Fun! Everyone’s drunk!” she smiled, turning to lean on the car beside you.

You sighed, ears focusing in on the laughter and loud music slightly muffled by the insulation of the walls of the biggest house you’d ever seen.

“Why’d you call me, Nance.” You shifted on your car. Denim clad legs spread.

You dug a heel into the cobblestone driveway as you reached inside your pocket for a lighter.

“I missed you, I haven’t seen you since…”

“I fingered you in the library.” You stated in truth.

You didn’t have to be looking at her to see the way she cringed at your vulgarity. You took the joint from behind your ear and placed it between your lips.

“I tried to call.” she argued.

“Right.” you snort, voice void of emotion.

You sparked the lighter, the thin paper instantly catching the flame and with one inhale the smoke hit your lungs alleviating most of the tension in your body and mind.

You breathed deeply as Nancy came to stand in front of you. “I’m sorry, ’m new to this and…” Her eyes drifted, specifically to your legs and the crotch of your jeans, a place her hands came to rest carefully. her palms like fire burning holes where they sat against your pockets. yet her fingertips hovered stiffly almost as if she was scared you’d slip through her fingers if she tried to get a good grip on you, much like sand.

“Shit, I can’t even think of the right thing to say.” She pouted her palms nervously caressing your thighs.

"Being drunk out of your mind will do that to a person." You sneered at her temporary incompetence.

Blowing the smoke to the side of her head as you waited patiently. her eyes were roaming your torso now. “You look so hot right now.” She expelled all the air from her lungs shakily as her eyes roamed your figure in your tight-fitted raglan t-shirt that showed a sliver of your stomach and a pair of regular jeans that hugged your hips and thighs just right.

It was a pretty basic outfit for you but she’d never really seen you or spoke to you outside of lectures in fact that was the only reason she had your number, you were partnered for a social studies project a couple months back and you were actually really great at the subject. She hardly had to do any work.

“You’re drunk...” You denied her advances as her palm slid higher up your thigh. “...and we’re in public.” You grumbled gripping the wrist of the offending hand that threatened to drag you into a heated kiss by the back of your neck.

Suddenly she tore away from you like velcro. “You’re right! I’m so sorry.”

Her bottom lip began to tremble as her eyes welled up with unshed tears. Your eyes narrowed not sure if she was manipulating you or genuinely just an emotional drunk.

“Hey Nancy! You coming back in?”

It was Steve. It was always Steve.

You scoffed as you brought your joint back up to your lips in irritation.

“Hey, Harrington,” You greeted dryly, blowing the smoke out of your lungs harshly.

“Y/l/n.” He stated back awkwardly as he shifted into a broader stance.

You rolled your eyes. A smirk gracing your lips at the show of dominance. As if he considered you a threat, he should.

“Give me a minute I’m trying to talk to them for a second.” Nancy slurred slightly. Her voice chirpy and airy despite her obvious irritation. She scratched at her forehead lightly. something she did to soothe herself in times of stress.

“You sure?” a beat of exasperated silence and a heavy sigh from the brunette in front of you later, “...alright. yeah, whatever.” He cleared his throat, puffing out his broad chest and heading back inside begrudgingly.

Your eyes rolled again before you redirected your attention.

“Why am I here, Nance?”

“Because I wanted you here.” she pouted, stepping forward into your personal space again her smaller frame trapping you against the car.

“Great.” you spat.

“Ugh, do you have to make everything so complicated?” She asked rhetorically, her frustration getting the best of her.

“Are you fucking kidding me? You can’t even stand to be caught in the same room as me when you’re sober. Yet, you get the tiniest drop of alcohol in your system and think your balls are the size of the pyramids.”

“I have balls!”

“No. You don’t.” You stated with a dry chuckle.

“I so have balls. Big ones.” She slurred back, her eyes filled with determination and pride.

“oh yeah?” you teased. “Cause I had my hand up your skirt and didn’t feel an—” Her body collided roughly with yours and her lips collided even rougher on your own. You were sure she’d broke the skin with the blunt force of her lips colliding with your own. The taste of copper in your mouth confirming that fact.

God she was so soft. Her skin hot beneath your fingertips.

“I missed you.” She muttered against your lips, her hands cupping both of your cheeks possessively.

You kissed her back, your lips moving in sync though it was a little sloppy and rushed on her end. You could taste the beer on her tongue. and a slight hint of what you assumed was cherry candy.

When your senses returned to you, you gently pried yourself away from the brunette. “Let me take you home, yeah? And we can talk in the morning.”

The girl’s smaller frame began squirming in your arms. “n-n-no, I can’t go home, I'm drunk you’re gonna get me in trouble. Are you crazy?”

“About you? yeah.”

“Awe!” She straightened up appearing nearly sober for the length of her next statement. “i kinda-sorta-might’ve tol’ ma’ parents th- i was spinninanight at your house.”

She rushed out the words leaving you stunned and processing for ten seconds just to figure it out. When you finally did your eyes rolled. “Fuck you, Nancy.”

“Ooh, can’t I’m drunk remember.”

You groaned. “Just get in the car.”

“Okay!” with one last sloppy smooch she walked towards the door only to stop in front of it expectantly. You sighed as you rounded the passenger side and tugged the door open for the brunette which she politely thanked you for.

When you both were settled in the car you buckled her in.

“I like this skirt you should wear it again.”

The brunette grinned bashfully at your praise. Fiddling with the skirt between her fingers. “Thanks.”

“No problem.” You breathe starting the car.

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@lekikiki

[tfyoulookingatgiuxs]

hola , can i please request a sub!nancy and she’s needy and whiny after a while of being away from R

thank you 🙏🏾

-🧞‍♀️

•Ooooh. my. God. 😜 I like this request!

Take a sweet relax

Sub!Nancy Wheeler x Dom!Reader

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: Needy. Your girlfriend was needy but you couldn't keep up with her, so what could you do? Maybe relaxing wasn't such a bad idea, what do you think?

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: SMUT!!! +18!!! MDNI!! Lesbian sex, fingerings, mommy kink, praise kink, pet names (good girl, pretty girl etc...),degradation (slut, whore etc...), begging, nipple sucking, cunnilings, overstimulation, aftercare, bad language, Dom!fem!reader, slightmean!reader, Sub!Nancy, no use of Y/N.

𝐀/𝐍: Requested by an anonymous person. I had never wasted my hours thinking about a sub!Nancy, so I wasn't sure where to start but, I must say, I don't mind the result! I hope I have satisfied your request, anonymous! Sorry for my english this is not my native language. Please support and reblog. Hope you enjoy! (DIVIDER NOT MINE)

You arrived home tired and destroyed. That Friday afternoon it had sent you to the mental hospital! Too much fucking work! You couldn't stand it anymore...luckily you still held yourself up and with those only strength you managed to enter your apartment. You turned the key in the lock and then opened the door and didn't find your girlfriend in the living room. Maybe she was already in bed? Probably. You thought. It was very late and perhaps it was a good thing that Nancy was in bed at this time.

You made sure not to make too much noise as you placed your jacket on the coat rack. You headed to the bedroom and almost jumped when you saw her. Nancy sitting on the bed without her nightgown and wearing a white lace bra decorated with a few pastel pink bows, she smiled lovingly looking down at you "Welcome back darling" she said while you responded with a simple "Hi".

Nancy knew you would be late today, so you didn't think she was worried "How come you're not sleeping Nance? It's very late" you told her taking off your white shirt "I was waiting for you" she said and you heard the bed springs make a strange noise, now Nancy had gotten up and was behind you, you could feel her breathing on your neck. Her arms wrapped around your waist gently as her trembling fingers traveled from your belly to your breasts "You know I felt very lonely without you" she continued and you felt her cold skin on your back, making you realize she was completely in underwear.

You knew what she wanted. But no. You weren't in the mood "No, Nancy. I'm very tired, I don't think I'm in the mood for sex" You answered and heard Nancy whimper slightly "But work has you too stressed love, maybe some sweet sex can help you relax, what do you say?" She tried to convince you. She was needy, and you knew she would continue like this all night. You snorted. “Nancy, please” your tone was tired and exhausted but her cold fingers on your bra were impossible to miss. You didn't want to, but you weren't doing anything to stop her from groping your tits "Please love, you need it, I need you" she had chosen perhaps the worst time to be needy and as beautiful as she looked in that sexy underwear, your answer was always "No" You took her hands off of you while you put on a white t-shirt with nothing underneath, remaining in your underwear, you didn't even have the strength to put on pants apparently.

Meanwhile, Nancy remained looking at you and sulked and sat back down on the bed offended, while every now and then she whined or muttered something. You closed your eyes for a moment, she knows how much you can't stand these stupid scenes of a needy bitch "Nancy, stop, go to sleep please, tomorrow I promise I'll fuck as you want, okay my love?" You proposed but she let out a grumble before replying with an “Okay” in an annoying tone as she slipped under the covers and turned off the lamp on the nightstand next to the bed.

You didn't want to believe that your girlfriend was serious. She should have understood you and instead she starts mumbling and acting like an offended fucking child! You brought a hand to your forehead, feeling the heat. No. You should have let it go, tomorrow morning she would surely rejoice again when you fucked her good. You headed to the bathroom and washed your face noticing the dark circles under your eyes. You looked at your reflection for a while, as if your face had taken you into oblivion and made you think for at least four minutes straight. Fuck it. You thought as you exited the bathroom with a rather irritated expression.

Your heavy footsteps could well be heard on the wooden floor as you walked back into the bedroom "Hey" You said turning on the light that Nancy had previously turned off and you saw her open her eyes, most likely trying to sleep but failing as soon as she got you you heard "What—" you didn't even give her time to speak before in no time you discovered her, revealing her beautiful body with shiny pink skin. Nancy was taken aback and looked at you with her brown eyes submissive to you. With one hand you took her jaw, forcing her to kiss you, throwing you both headfirst onto the bed, with Nancy under you while you continued kissing her passionately and without stopping. She didn't stop you, in fact she let you do it as her fingers slipped through your hair. The kiss was intense and hungry, you were tired it's true, but thinking about the way Nancy had behaved and the shitty day you'd had, you couldn't help but vent like your girlfriend had advised you to do. You had to relax. And what better way than to ruin your girlfriend? Letting her become a complete mess before your eyes while she would cry and praise. You fucking needed it.

You separated from the kiss while you tried to catch your breath "Damn, can't you even wait for tomorrow? Do you always have to want everything now? You little bitch" You regained your breath while one of your hands groped her breast forcefully making her let out a moan "Please...” is all she could say feeling between your legs how she squeezed her thighs together in excitement “Just as I thought, you can't hold yourself even a fucking minute without mommy can't you, whore?” She nodded and you let out a light laugh "I'm too tired to punish you, so be a good slut and let me fuck you so you don't whine anymore" she nodded again and you pressed your grip on her breasts tighter making her whimper, making her understanding that that wasn't the correct answer "Yes mommy" she corrected herself as she watched your figure move.

You took off her white panties noticing the wet puddle that had been created "Are you already this wet? For two words I said to you? You're pathetic Nance" your words were hard as ice, mean but Nancy didn't care, she loved when you acted that rough, especially in bed making her even more excited. You threw her panties on the floor making her totally wet pussy air, she was fucking beautiful and ready to be destroyed by you "Mommy please" Nancy begged you as her eyes were focused on your hand dangerously close to her pussy "Tell me one more time and I swear I'll leave you like this" you threatened her and she went quiet "Good girl" you praised her sticking two fingers in her needy hole. You didn't waste any time, you didn't want to tease her, so you started moving your fingers in and out repeatedly until Nancy was a mess of whimpers and moans.

“Mommy—ugh” she called out to you as more sighs and moans overwhelmed her, at the sight of your girlfriend totally out of it you showed a smirk on your face feeling that tingle forming under your legs “Show me those tits” You almost whispered getting faster the rhythm. Nancy didn't have to repeat it and with one move she uncovered her breasts showing her hardened nipples "Oh fuck" You exclaimed cursing while your fingers were wet with her juice. You bent down to get your lips to her tits sucking on one “Yes mommy!!—” she said throwing her head back. You licked every inch of her nipple sliding your saliva onto her cold tit “Mommy—I‐ugh!” She tried to speak and failed again. You looked up "Mmhh do you want to come? Do you want mommy to let you cum on her fingers? Do you want that?" Nancy nodded quickly "Yes!" She almost screamed as she was reaching the edge, the sound your fingers made in her pussy was inaudible "So come on you fucking whore, come on my fucking fingers now" you told her and soon Nancy reached her orgasm filling with her cum your fingers “That's my sweet Nancy, well done” you praised her, removing your fingers from her pussy and getting dangerously close to it again.

Nancy, while she was trying to catch her breath, looked at you "Darling..." she said to you in a tired tone "Darling? Mommy hasn't finished with you yet, do you think that after the scene you made I'll leave you like this?" You told her as you placed her legs on your shoulders bringing your lips closer to her pulsating pussy "I'll make you come again and again so you'll stop feeling needy" and so you would. You brought your lips to her clit, stimulating it with your tongue while Nancy gripped your hair. From her clit you moved down to her folds sucking and tasting every nook and cranny of her vagina “Oh fuck—” she cursed.

And so you moved on. It was one in the morning and you were still eating out your girlfriend even after her fourth orgasm "Mommy! Please stop!—" She still begged you as she pulled your hair trying to get you to come off "Come on gets to the fifth darling, you can do it" you told her, letting your tongue go into her hole. Nancy couldn't help but cry and moan louder and louder, surely making herself heard by the neighbors "I-I can't! - ah" she replied and you raised an eyebrow "Yes instead Nance, come on, obey your mommy" at that sentence Nancy relaxed the grip on your hair, letting go and arriving at her fifth orgasm "Yesyesyesyesyes-" and as you wanted, Nancy came again on your face and you moaned between her pussy "Good love, just like that" and you pulled away looking at the state where Nancy was. She was totally destroyed and ruined, the tears had now wet the bed sheets and the mascara that she hadn't taken off that day had all dripped onto her sweet cheeks.

You lay down next to her placing sweet kisses on her shoulder and the same thing on her neck taking care of her "Thank you‐" she managed to say between labored breaths, you smiled giving a light and sweet kiss on her wet cheek. As soon as Nancy fully recovered you looked at her sweet brown eyes "So, now how about we make mommy feel good before going to sleep?" You proposed and she nodded. You took off your now completely wet panties and positioned yourself on top of her with your pussy on her face, letting yourself be carried away by the sweet sensation of pleasure. You couldn't relax any better than this.

[lilacliquors]

all of kinktober, conveniently located in one place!

day one: praise kink - gilgamesh

day two: edging - sub!druig

day three: pegging - sub!ikaris

day four: overstimulation - jonathan byers

day five: bondage - sub!ikaris

day six: sensory deprivation - soft dom!druig

day seven: mutual masturbation - kingo

day eight: public sex - kingo

day nine: wax play - ikaris

day ten: roleplay - eddie munson

day eleven: oral - makkari

day twelve: face sitting - sersi

day thirteen: body worship - steve rogers

day fourteen: quickie - dane whitman

day fifteen: lingerie - eddie munson

day sixteen: degradation - steve harrington

day seventeen: dirty talk - nancy wheeler

day eighteen: biting / marking - jonathan byers

day nineteen: spanking - robin buckley

day twenty: sex toys - thena

day twenty one: breeding kink - soldier boy

day twenty two: multiple orgasms - billy hargrove

day twenty three: hate sex - billy hargrove

day twenty four: hair pulling - robin buckley

day twenty five: shower sex - sub!druig

day twenty six: masturbation - gilgamesh

day twenty seven: sixty-nine - jonathan byers

day twenty eight: cockwarming - diego hargreeves

day twenty nine: size kink - jim hopper

day thirty: thigh riding - gilgamesh

day thirty one: uniform - dealer's choice ( soldier boy )

[fluffansmut-old]

Use your words.

Summary: After a day, your in desperate need of Eddie. But the problem is you have to say it.

Content warnings: Explicit sexual content (i mean it, 18+, minors stay the fuck away from this shit.) Dom/sub, (soft) Dom Eddie Munson, Needy!reader, Oral fixation, Hand and finger kink, praise kink, Daddy kink, oral sex, Fingering, penetrative sex, overstimulation, squirting, aftercare, Dom Nancy Wheeler, Sub Robin Buckley, vibrators, slight exhibitionism, safeword use (yellow).

A/N: This is hands down the smuttiest thing I´ve ever written, so consider this your warning. The plot focuses mainly on Eddie x reader, but Ronance is there as a subplot. 

*Fic is also posted on Ao3*

Work had been an absolute hell today. Everything that could have gone wrong actually had, and somehow it was all both your fault and your problem to fix. To say that you were in a pissy mood was an understatement. Not only was it because of the work stress, but on top of it, you were days away from your period which made you stupidly, embarrassingly horny. All you had thought about during your shitty day was Eddie. Thoughts equally comforting and steamy. In your car, close to home you couldn’t wait to crash into his arms.

Opening the door you heard a hair dryer blowing and Eddie humming slightly. “Hi Baby! I’m in the bathroom, almost ready,” Eddie called out when he heard you close the door. That was when you realised that the breakdown, cuddles, and steamy sex that you had been hoping for had to wait. Because you had guests coming over, in less than an hour. Now you loved your friends dearly but it couldn’t have come at a more inconvenient time. ”Mhm” you just hummed in response before heading to your shared bedroom. “Fuck “ you muttered, digging through your closet trying to find something to wear. Nothing seemed right. In reality, you wanted to tear your bra off and put on one of Eddie’s shirts. The choice later landed on a smocked top and a skirt that reached your mid-thigh. You messed about with your hair and makeup in the mirror. The hair could use a wash, but time was pressed and the can of dry shampoo would have to do.

“ There's my baby, don’t you look gorgeous! '' Eddie said as you came out of the bedroom. He was chopping vegetables for a salad but stopped to look up at you. His words made you so needy for him. You wanted to just throw yourself towards him, but something inside you made you feel like you couldn’t. You didn’t have time to unload all the shit from the day that you had.

Now Eddie had told you countless times, how important it was for you to communicate what you wanted, what you needed from him. He also reassured you that no matter what the request was he would try his best to make it happen. You knew deep down that you could get what you so desperately craved if you only looked into those deep adoring eyes of his and said: “I need you. I need you so badly. Because my day has been shit, my clit is throbbing and I need you to be not an inch away from me. I need you to fuck me so far into subspace that the only word I can pronounce is your name, please I need you.” The only problem was that no matter how much Eddie coaxed and encouraged you, you were simply too embarrassed to express those feelings. Instead, you usually opted for giving whiny little hints, until Eddie told you what you wanted him to do. He was always right on the money, simply because he could read you like a book. But he wanted to hear it from you, always looking at you with this dominating look in his eyes whenever you let out a desperate little whine, the look that instantly made your brain go fuzzy, muttering: “I thought you were my good girl, hrrm? You know that good girls uses their words sweetheart”

Eddie had noticed just by your fidgety body language alone, that something was up. This time though, he was determined to hear it from you. “Is there something that you wanna ask or tell me, baby girl?” He said, standing beside you, tilting your head up with two ringed fingers under your chin. Fuck, he saw right through you. You thought about telling the truth for a second. But decided against it. You knew he had looked forward to this get-together for weeks. So you decided then and there to keep it together, to not slip up and go full on needy girlfriend on him. “No. Nothing special” you said. Trying to avoid eye contact, his eyes on you were making you feel fuzzy and small already. “Baby, look at me,” he commanded softly. You lifted your eyes to meet his, and you couldn’t help but let out a tiny little whine. “If there is something you want from me, then you know what to do right?” He asked seriously. “Yes,” you answered, trying to avoid eye contact in order to keep your composure. The concerned glare he was giving made you weak at the knees. His grip on your chin tightened. “Can you repeat it for me?” He asked, even though it wasn’t much of a question, more so a command. His demeanour made you incredibly needy for him and you wanted nothing more than to beg for him to put the fingers that were holding you in place into your mouth. You truly tried to not betray yourself but you did and let out a small, desperate whimper. “Repeat it for me, sweetheart” he coaxed, tone still serious. “I need to use my words,” you said, voice slightly bratty but still small. You felt your subby side creep up on you minute by minute. Telling you how badly you needed Eddie. But you suppressed it, knowing guests were probably on your doorstep in less than 15 minutes. “Good girl baby,” he said. “But dial down on the tone please.” He kissed you on the forehead and your instincts told you to lean into him, but you caught yourself, and instead, you decided to part with him the minute his lips left your skin. It felt like he left them there longer than usual. Which wasn’t just a feeling, Eddie of course knew what you were trying to do. Most of the time you were a picture-perfect sub, but every once in a while, usually when you wanted to ask Eddie something that you deemed excessive you tried to hold back which in turn triggered a bratty streak. So Eddie pressed his lips lovingly to your forehead to get you to cave, to get you to admit to him that you needed him with all that it meant. But you were stubborn, so he decided to let you have your way. At least for a little while.

Outside, about a block away from your house came another dom with her sub in tow. The two of them were involved in something totally different. “You seem, antsy baby,” Nancy said, grabbing Robin's hand. “Colour?” “I dunno, maybe a little yellow, but mostly green, absolutely mostly green but still a teeny bit yellow I think” Robin started to ramble. Nancy had suggested that they should try the remote control vibrating egg that she had bought the other night. Robin had been totally for it at home, always up for trying things, finding the thought of exhibitionism kind of thrilling. But now, with the turned-off egg resting inside her, shifting onto her g-spot as she walked, she started to let a tiny bit of doubt into her brain. Nancy, who by now was used to Robin’s rambles, placed both of her hands on the sides of her face. She rubbed soothingly with her thumbs across the apples of Robin's cheeks, all whilst holding her in place, giving her time to breathe, making sure she had eye contact with her. “Sweetie, I’m gonna ask you again” she started. “Colour?” Robin took a breath, knowing Nancy wanted her to think before answering. “Yellow” she stated. “Good job for colouring, baby” Nancy praised, placing a kiss on Robin's lips. “What about it makes you feel yellow?” Robin pondered the thought. “What if they hear it? I’m scared that they might judge me” Robin admitted, grabbing Nancy’s hand for reassurance. “I really think that it’s going to be hard to hear,” she said. “Besides, even if they do hear it I don’t believe that Mr and Ms handcuffs-on-the-bedroom-wall are ones to judge. And Steve is a proper dingus, he won’t realise what it is, I promise.” After Nancy’s reassurance Robin felt better, she laughed, both at the mention of the handcuffs they had seen in your bedroom multiple times and at Steve's obliviousness. “Now, how do you feel?” Nancy asked. Robin smiled at her. “I’m green, thank you” “No need to thank me, baby,” Nancy said, squeezing Robin's hand. “Now don’t hesitate to colour out if it gets too much tonight alright?” “I will, I promise,” Robin said. “Remind me again, how do you safeword nonverbally?” Nancy asked, knowing that Robin might be hesitant to colour out if it meant saying something out loud, ultimately outing what they were up to. “I tap you on the wrist, twice for yellow, three times for red” Robin said, proudly recalling the instructions Nancy once had given her. “Good girl” Nancy praised. “Now let’s get this show on the road.” She shoved her hand down her pocket and pressed the first button, setting off the vibrations inside Robin. “Steve is probably waiting for us,” Nancy said, Robin didn’t reply, she was too busy trying to compose herself.

When the first knock on the door came it almost made you jump, it was like the time to admit was up. Deep down you knew that it wasn’t true, you just had to say the word and Eddie would gladly kick them all out to take care of you. But you were stubborn and now you just had to keep it together. “Hi! It's so good to see you again!” You exclaimed, embracing first Robin, then Nancy, and lastly Steve in a hug. Eddie was right behind you, doing the same before passing them all a drink. You eyed the tray of drinks and noticed that one of the glasses had a drink in another shade of pink. You glanced over at the bottles he had poured from and as you suspected he had poured rosè into four of the glasses and nonalcoholic sparkling rhubarb cider into the last one. The action made you huffy. Simply because it was the right decision. Alcohol had the tendency to make you anxious at times, and at the place you were right now, it wasn’t a good idea.

It was the fact that Eddie once again knew what you needed that now slightly pissed you off. Usually, it was your favourite part about your relationship, to finally be able to let go of all pressure and thought and just let Eddie lead and take care of you. But you were hanging on by a thread, trying to not fall into the subspace you desperately craved, so why did he have to make it so goddamn hard to not slip?

You purposely grabbed the glass of rosè and gave Eddie a look. “Thank you, baby,” he said, grabbing the glass from your hand quickly before you could even react. He took a sip from it which made you pout. “I was about to drink that” you stated, huffy, with your arms crossed. “Oh were you now?” Eddie said, faking surprise. “I’m sorry sweetheart, but here, look what I got for you” He handed you the sparkling cider, which you begrudgingly took from him. You were about to turn your back towards him when you felt his hand on your shoulder, turning your back, facing him. “What do we say?” He said. His hand on you and his heavy tone made you want to melt into him. You tried halfhearted to shake his hand off but there wasn’t much you could do. “What?” You said, trying to gain control of yourself by bratting against him. “Don’t bullshit me, sweetheart, you know what I want.” He said. You turned your eyes down. Grumbled a bit, before you muttered; “Thank you” You felt the hand tighten around your shoulder. “Thank you...who?” He questioned and you knew what he wanted you to say. But you couldn’t. “Eddie....” You whined with slight embarrassment in your tone. Your eyes shifted from him to your guests. “Thank you.” Eddie understood your dilemma and decided not to push it, even though he was certain that they weren’t listening to you.

The guests weren’t really bothered by the interaction between you two, Steve and Robin were loudly arguing about which the best movie snack was. The younger of the two having a hard time laying out her arguments as Nancy had her hand in her pocket, switching the vibrator inside of Robin to a pulsating setting. But although Nance was busy she hadn’t missed out on witnessing the interaction between you and Eddie. Nancy could tell, by your huffy behaviour, and Eddie’s stance that he had a bratty sub on his hands tonight.

There had never been a conversation where you had admitted to each other that you shared the dynamics of your relationships. It was more of a quiet understanding type of deal. There had been times when you and Eddie had noticed it, with Nancy and Robin. Like that one time when Robin and Nancy were late, and when they finally arrived, Robin was following Nancy like a lost puppy, seeking her approval constantly, hissing when she sat down. You and Eddie definitely knew about them and they absolutely knew about you.

The only one who didn’t suspect anything was the ever-oblivious Steve Harrington. Who broke the silence between you and Eddie with an; “Hey man, I’m starving, how long until dinner is ready?”

Dinner passed with no issues, you sat next to Eddie, opposite Robin, who seemed unusually squirmy. So much so that Steve called her out on it. “Seriously Robin, find a comfy position and stay there will ya?” He said, mid-sentence as he was trying to tell another story. You saw how Robin's face turned beetroot red and then you saw how she fumbled with her hand trying to find Nancy’s.

Robin felt equal parts embarrassed and turned on, but she needed a break, now that Steve was starting to pick up on her behaviour. She tapped Nancy’s wrist twice and Nancy instantly put her hand in her pocket, pausing the vibrations that were pulsating through Robin's core. Nancy leaned over towards Robin, whilst taking her hand. She placed a loving kiss on her cheek, masking her check-in as some mild PDA. “I hear you, baby, you are doing so well. I’ll leave it off for a while then I’ll check in again okay?” Robin nodded at Nancy’s words. Shifting her chair closer to the dom, wrapping both her arms around Nancy’s. Chin on her shoulder.

You tried to listen to the story Steve was telling but you found your eyes drawn to the interaction between Nancy and Robin. You felt a pang of jealousy as Robin moved closer to Nance. You wanted to do the same to Eddie, you wanted him to hold you so bad. You considered taking his hand. But then you started to think about his hands. His big hands and those guitar-strumming, ringed fingers that made you feel so many things. They made you feel safe and taken care of when they held yours, they made you go absolutely feral when they brushed against your clit, or buried themselves deep inside you, they made you feel fuzzy and calm when they rested inside your mouth. You hadn’t even noticed how antsy you became of only the thought, not until one of the hands you had thought about came to rest on your bouncing knee, grounding you. You felt a familiar tingle between your legs and cursed yourself for reacting so quickly to him. You felt your brain cloud up with a need for him, and for the first time that night, you caved for the subby part of your brain. You took his hand, and he immediately wrapped your hand up in his.

For Eddie this felt like a win, ultimately he wanted to throw out the guests and tend to your needs, but in this in-between stage, where the only one holding you back was yourself, he could only keep an eye out and coax you into it at the right moment. (which proved to be hard when you kept the facade up way harder now when it wasn’t just you and him.)

You fiddled a bit with his rings, relaxing into the feeling of his steady hand. Suddenly though Steve suggested that he’d help Eddie clear the plates off the table and Eddie placed a quick peck to the back of your hand, before leaving it in your lap raising from his chair. A whine emerged from the back of your throat. You didn’t want him to leave, ultimately you wanted him closer. Nancy glanced over at the two of you, but at that moment you couldn’t be bothered to care. “Anything you need, baby?” Eddie asked, looking into your eyes, running a hand over your hair. It rolled on the tip of your tongue, what you needed. Daddy. You almost said it, but then Robin yelped a bit and then slapped her hand over her mouth. This once again made you aware of the fact that others were present. “Not really.” You mumbled, fiddling around with your fingers in your lap. “Want to help me in the kitchen?” He asked, knowing you usually liked to be close. You thought about it but decided that if you were to keep the feelings that currently were dangerously close, at bay then you were better off at the table. “I think I’ll keep our guest's company” you stated, eye flicking over to Nancy and Robin, before looking back at Eddie again. Eddie also looked at them, they were engaged in a hushed, private conversation, not really acknowledging that others were there. “Okay then,” he said, as he leaned over to take your plate. You inhaled and smelt the comforting mix of his cologne and the very vague smell of cigarettes. The scent of Eddie. Your favourite, the one you usually felt when you buried your face into his neck. When he left for the kitchen, a wave of sadness hit you and your eyes glossed over. You quickly blinked to get rid of them and worried that the women across the table had noticed, but they hadn’t.

Across the table, they hadn’t really noticed anything since Steve suggested that they should clear the table. Simply because Nancy took that moment to check in with her sub. “Colour sweetie?” Robin didn’t have to think for long. The desire to please Nancy was coming onto her strongly. “Green,” she said. “That’s my good girl,” Nancy said, kissing Robin's cheek. “I’m gonna turn it on again okay?” Robin nodded and then yelped loudly as Nancy had gone straight into setting number 4.

After Steve and Eddie had cleared the plates, they asked if you wanted dessert. You and the other decided that dessert could probably wait for a while. When the guys returned to the table, Eddie offered his hand to you and you took it. Way quicker than you had hoped. You brought your foot closer to his as well. If you hadn’t been so stubborn you would already be in his lap by now. It was more usual than not, your preferred seat was almost always Eddie. Nancy had picked up on the way you were behaving and was trying to silently ask Eddie what was up. Eddie tried to respond but none of the two really got their point across since they had to keep the conversation non-verbal. “Baby, why don’t you bring out the dessert from the fridge?” Eddie suggested, hoping Steve would offer to help so he could have a moment to explain your stubborn behaviour to Nance. The curly-haired woman was not late to pick up on what he was trying to do. “Robin, babe, why don't you go with, to help?” She suggested, and the sub was on her feet instantly, waiting for you to lead the way to the kitchen. Nancy also shot Steve a look, which made him look back at her confused for a moment, until it clicked in his head. “Oh right, yeah I’ll help you too”

Sat in your seat you contemplated what to do. Eddie leaned closer towards you, whispering in your ear. “Why don’t you go be my good girl? Hm? I know you want to.” You knew what he was trying to do, and it annoyed you to no end because it made you want to go get dessert, it made you want to please Eddie. But at the same time that goddamned stubbornness inside you, the one trying to keep your subby side at bay, made you want to riot. “Eddie can get them himself, you guys.” You said. You tried to let go of his hand to cross your arms in front of your chest, but you felt Eddie’s hand hold onto yours tighter. Almost as if he was trying to restrain you from bratting against him.

Robin who stood up was now at a crossroads, if she listened to you and sat down, then she would disobey Nancy. But she couldn’t really do much until you did. And you sat firmly in your chair. “Oh my god, Robin sit down, He is fully capable of getting them himself,” You said, with an eye roll. “He is just being a lazy bitch” Right, when the words left your mouth you regretted them. Because you felt both Eddie’s and Nancy’s eyes on you after that little outburst. Nancy’s eyes flicker from you to Eddie, silently asking him if he were about to let you get away with that behaviour. You felt Eddie rise from his chair, absolutely done with the stubborn brattiness that had gotten into you tonight. Your hand was still in his, but you sat firmly in your chair. Nancy called Robin over to her and she was by her side not a second later. You tried to keep your eyes focused on the pair, watching as Nancy’s fingers raked through Robin’s hair. But the Dom standing beside you, with stern, concerned, chocolate-coloured eyes watching you, was grabbing your attention no matter how hard you tried to look away. “Baby” he stated, tone serious. “Can I talk to you for a moment?” You knew it wasn’t a question. Still, you said; “I have guests to entertain.” “Actually,” Nancy said. “We better get going, or what do you think Robin?” Nancy put her hand in her pocket as she said it. Then everyone clearly saw how Robin’s eyes widened. “Mhrm, yeah, we… gottaleavelikenow…” she said. Nancy smirked. Steve, totally confused by the two couples he was sat between just said: “I’ll walk with you a bit”

Robin more or less ran for the door, whilst Nancy and Eddie agreed to give each other a call later. Eddie was still stood with his hand gripping yours when the door closed behind the guests. “Come with me,” he said. You obeyed, tired of fighting yourself.

Inside the bedroom you sat down on the bed, looking at your feet. You were feeling embarrassed about the outburst you had, embarrassed about the fact that you were both dripping and throbbing at the sight of your dom, and mostly embarrassed about the fact that you were going to have to say all of this out loud. “The behaviour from you tonight, it’s pure bullshit and you know it” Eddie saw how your bottom lip trembled slightly as you fiddled with your fingers. Eddie crouched in front of you. Lifting your chin to look him in the eyes. “C'mon sweetheart, we’ve talked about this.” He stated. Looking into your eyes, his deep ones looking back at you, soft, concerned, open. “I will gladly give you anything that you want, baby, but you have to tell me.” Your eyes welled up at his words, cos you felt like you let him down. The submissive guilt was getting to you. “Daddy.” You whimpered. Looking at Eddie. “Yes? I’m here baby, can you be a good girl and tell me what I can do for you?” He replied, putting his hands on your thighs rubbing softly up and down, coaxing you. “I need you,” you said, feeling your cheeks heat up. “Please” “How do you need me, sweetheart?” He asked. You felt embarrassed to say it, so instead of saying anything, you whined and dove forward, hiding your face in the crook of Eddie’s neck. “Alright now baby,” he said, holding a comforting hand on your back, whilst simultaneously lifting your head up, holding you in place to look at him. “Be a good girl and tell daddy where you need him” “Daddy… I’m throbbing” you said, eyes glossy and bottom lip trembling slightly. Eddie placed a light peck on your lips. “Are you now?” He said, “can you tell me where this throbbing is?” You whimpered, not wanting to say it. “You can say it, sweetheart, you are doing so well, being such a good girl, now use your words and I’ll make you feel good mkay?” Eddie said. ”my clit, it’s throbbing” you whispered. “And I need you, daddy” “Good girl” he praised, kissing your forehead. “Now let’s take care of that then” He pushed you back onto the bed keeping your knees bent. “Oh, I see,” Eddie said as he flipped your skirt up, “Sweetheart, who made you this wet?” The ran his pointer finger up and down your slit through your panties, running his finger over your clit. “More” you whimpered, the teasing was unbearable. Eddie smirked, you could tell that he had something planned. He kept running his finger but he decreased the pressure and now he was gracing ever so lightly across it, making you whine. “Shush it now, sweetheart, do you really think girls who call their daddy and lazy bitch get what they want without having to beg for it?” Eddie said. Fuck. You had hoped that he wouldn’t do anything about it but of course, luck wasn’t on your side. “Please, more” you begged. “Please, who?” He asked, removing his hand completely. “Please daddy,” you said, “touch me, fuck me, I need to not think about anything, please please please daddy.” It was more than Eddie ever expected to hear from you. But desperation apparently was the thing that got you talking. “Shh it’s okay, I’ve got you now baby,” he said, hooking his fingers into the sides of your panties, pulling them down your legs. “I’m gonna make you feel so good sweetheart, that’s what you wanted right? You were a little brat simply because what you really wanted was for me to pay some well-earned attention to my good girl” He ran his fingers through your slit, coating them before the plunged two of them deep inside you, which earned a high-pitched moan. “My best girl, who needs me to make her brain go fuzzy, who needs me to make her feel so very good.” You felt the tension build in your stomach. “Uh, daddy” you moaned as Eddie was pumping his fingers in and out of you at a steady pace. He leaned down and started to flick his tongue over your clit. “Oh my, holy shit, daddy, I’m gonna cum, can I cum please?” You begged, whilst clutching the balled-up skirt you had around your waist. Eddie looked up at you from between your legs, keeping the steady pace he had going on with his fingers. “Cum for me, cum on my fingers like the good girl I know you are,” he said and it didn’t take long before you did. He pulled out his fingers but let the thumb on his other hand lazy drag over your clit as you rode out the first orgasm of the night. Eddie watched as your vagina twitched around nothing. “Miss me already baby?” He asked. “Mhm” you whimpered, and when Eddie increased the pressure on your sensitive clit you let out a high-pitched whine, followed by “Uh, too sensitive” “You can take it, baby, I know you can,” Eddie said and kept up the relentless rubbing on your already swollen clit. He took his slick-covered fingers and held up them to your lips. “Open up for me” You took his fingers in your mouth without hesitation, the feeling of them on your tongue, his rings resting on your bottom lip, it made your brain go all fuzzy. It flooded your mind with one thing and one thing only. Eddie, daddy. Him.

“Daddy I want you” you mumbled around his fingers. It was barely audible so Eddie removed them from your mouth. This in turn earned a loud, annoyed whine from you. “I know, baby, but I need to understand you” “I want you, in me” you stated again, with a desire to be filled by him. “Your wish is my command sweetheart” he replied with a kiss on your nose. He started to undress first you and then himself. “I wanna be close” you whimpered, in this state you suddenly had no problem with asking for what you wanted. “Alright baby, impatient now are we?” He asked as he took you into his lap, your legs straddling him, your arms around his neck, your tits pressed against his chest, as you sank down onto his cock. You buried your face into his neck, kissing, sucking, leaving hickies and faint bitemarks, you were pressed against him in every way possible and at that moment it truly felt like you would break, crumble and die if you weren’t so close to him. His right arm was wrapped across your back, gripping your left hip, and his left hand was gripping the hair at the back of your head. He guided your hips up and down on his shaft working up a pace quite quickly. “Daddy” you moaned against his neck, As he moved both his hands to your ass, where he could control your movements even more. “Yes, baby, uh you're doing so good, taking me so well,” he moaned breathily into your ear. “Wanna cum” you moaned, and Eddie placed a sloppy kiss on your lips before he said; “Just a little while longer, then you can cum I promise baby” You picked up the pace to get him there sooner and Eddie's hand came down in between your legs, giving your clit some well-earned attention. “I’m close daddy,” you said and felt Eddie's other hand come up and grabbed ahold of your neck. “Hold on sweetheart, if you can’t you know your safeword right?” He asked. You nodded to the best of your ability with his hand on your neck. You felt the grip tighten. “Words, sweetheart,” he said. “I know the word, it’s bats.” You said as Eddie’s guitar-strumming fingers went into overdrive on your clit. “Good girl” he groaned as you sank down onto him impossibly deeper. The hand he had on your throat moved to your chin, pulling your mouth to his, crashing his lips on yours. When the kiss broke he kept a steady grip on your chin, thumb running across the bottom lip before slipping it into your mouth. You moaned around it, whilst your eyes watered as you came close to overstimulation by the second. “Happy tears?” Eddie asked as he kissed some away as they fell on your cheeks. “Uhuh,” you said, agreeing. “You can cum baby,” he said, “cum with me.” You didn’t need more convincing than that. The combined stimulation of Eddie's hand on your chin, his fingers working fast on your clit and the filling sensation of his cock inside you made you go up into the clouds as you let go. “Daddy” you whined as you came down from your high. “I’m here baby, right here .” Tears were running down your cheeks at a fast rate as you wrapped yourself around Eddie, head on his shoulder, him still buried deep inside of you with his cum running out of you. “More” you whimpered, tired. “You got one more in you, baby?” He asked, you looked up at him, eyes hazy, as you were deep in subspace, and the only thing on your mind was to please Eddie, and if that meant more friction to the overly sensitive clit of yours then so be it. “C'mon then sweetheart, give me one more,” he said, removing the hand from your mouth and picking up the pace on your clit again, as he felt your vagina pulsate around his softening cock. The sensation was burning but euphoric at the same time. Eddie watched carefully as he brought you closer to orgasm. He showered you in praise and kissed your tear-stained cheeks. “You are doing so so so well,” he said, as he felt you tighten around him. “Cum whenever you’re ready baby” You felt it building and your mind clouded up with thoughts of Eddie. You came once again, this time squirting all over Eddie and the bed. “Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy” you rambled on, incapable of thinking of anything else. “I’ve got you, baby, you’ve done so well, my good girl.” He kissed your cheek. “More, daddy,” you said, slumped against him. Totally exhausted and fucked out. “No more sweetheart,” Eddie said and watched as you whined into his shoulder. “It’s okay baby,” he said and kissed the crown of your head as more tears spilled down your cheeks. Eddie realised that he needed to calm you down a bit before he could proceed with his usual aftercare since you were high on about every emotion on the register right now. Totally euphoric, devastated to have it end, and tired out of your mind. “Here baby,” Eddie said and held up two fingers to your mouth. You grabbed his wrist with your hand and took his fingers into your mouth, suckling on them as you calmed down. Eddie smiled at you. “That’s it, sweetheart, calm down for me.” He said, kissing your sweaty forehead. “Then I’m thinking that we’ll go have a bath”

In the bathroom, you whimpered a lot as Eddie temporarily let go of you as he had to fill the tub, but you soon stopped as Eddie brought you into the bath with him. You came back to yourself a little as Eddie rubbed a lathered washcloth across your body. “You there baby?” he asked and pressed a kiss to the top of your head. “Yeah” you replied. Then you yelped as he brushed the washcloth between your legs, brushing against your still-swollen clit. “Oh shit, sorry baby,” he said. The two of you bathed in silence for a while until Eddie cleared his throat and said. “Is there something that you still wanna talk about?” he tilted your chin up so he could read your expression. “Cos I know the behaviour from you today didn´t just come from horniness, sweetheart.” You felt yourself grow embarrassed at the mention of your behaviour. “You´re right, work was terrible today, and I withheld the crash that I needed., but right now I think I just want to keep being distracted from the thoughts of work.” You said, looking up at him sheepishly. “Then you'll get just that,” Eddie promised. “But sweetheart, the next time that you feel like you need to crash, then please tell me, cause I'll gladly catch you” “I know, I'm sorry for not saying anything, daddy,” you said, burying yourself closer into him. “Don't apologise, just relax in the bath now baby, and then we’ll get to eat that dessert” “Can I go get it?” You asked, to which Eddie chuckled and agreed.

Dessert was eaten and the empty desert bowls were left on your bedside table then you and Eddie snuggled up in bed, you on top of him, wearing his Hellfire club shirt and some panties. You were fast asleep, truly exhausted by the events of the night. Your oral fixation had certainly been coming on strong during the night and you had asked Eddie for his fingers the minute you had curled up and he wasn’t one to deny you anything. So that’s how you ended up asleep with his fingers in your mouth, your grip on his wrist still tight.

The phone rang and he picked it up quickly not to wake you. “Munson?” He said. “Hi, it’s Nancy,” said the voice on the other line. “Hi, how are things? I’m sorry we had to cut dinner so short” Eddie said into the phone as he checked to see if you were asleep enough for him to take his hand back. You weren’t and awoke for a moment, gabbing his wrist a little tighter. “Things are great, it’s no problem you know, something was obviously up and your su..” she caught herself masking it as a cough. “Your girl always comes first” “She does,” he said, smiling down at your sleeping form.“Speaking of...hrm...girls, I assume that you had something to do with the squirming that Robin was up to tonight?” He hesitated as he had said it. Was asking this question overstepping a boundary? Nancy chuckled on the other end of the line. “I absolutely had.” Nancy looked down at the girl, barely asleep beside her. “Let me just tell you, she was a true champ tonight.” Nancy thought about the night that they had and the many, many orgasms that Robin had provided. By the fifth, Robin had more or less begged her to stop but Nancy had only reminded her of her safeword, and then she turned up the setting on the vibrator that was pressed against Robin. She ran her fingers through the hair and down the bare back of the exhausted girl beside her. “I was thinking maybe we should meet up for some ice cream or something tomorrow?” Eddie suggested. “To make up for the lack of dessert” Nancy smiled at the suggestion. “We’d love to!” She said, “Guess we’ll have to invite Steve too?” Eddie chuckled at the memory of Steve’s confused face. “Yeah, of course”

[sadnessunderthebridge]

Just saw these at my Walmart first thought immediately went to steddie. Eddie would definitely give all these to Steve at some point.

No cause just imagine it's Steve's birthday and everyone got him gifts and Eddie makes sure that his is last.

"Here the last one," says Dustin as he passes over the present "it's from Eddie".

And Steve knowing his boyfriend just know that this is gonna be embarrassing so he tries opening it so no one can see.

And he's right it is embarrassing.

Just reading the top plate, BABY GIRL, he immediately tries covering it back up so no one can see what it says, to scared to look at the others underneath knowing they are probably juat as bad.

He can feel Eddies stare from beside him on the couch, can feel his breath on his ear as he gets closer.

"You know it's rude to not look at the rest of them right Stevie? I got them custom made just for you."

Steve can't suppress the shiver that goes down his spine, his face quickly heating up.

"B-but the other will see" He whispers back

"That's the point baby," He feels Eddie say it more then actually hear him say it "now be a good boy and finish opening it."

He looks around the room and sees everyone is already looking at them. Robin and Nancy, the jerks, are already smirking at him, they probably already knows what they say. With a small gulp he starts to unwrap the present again, he can feel the pressure on the back of his neck where Eddie has his hand.

Fuck. He thinks as he opens it again to see the sign trying as hard as he can to not let the others see. He moves to the next sign. PRINCESSES in big black letters. He has to shift in his seat as his blood starts going south, which causes his face to heat up even more.

He quickly switches to the next plate SPOILED. This one isn't as bad as the others but it's still embarrassing.

He gets to the last plate and immediately freezes.

DADDY'S GIRL

He is at a loss of what to do, part of him what's to turn around and jump Eddies bones, and th other part wants to curl up in a hole from embarrassment.

OKAY THATS ALL I'M NOT GOING TO ACCIDENTALLY TURN THIS INTO SMUT THATS ALL! NOTHING ELSE!

[ashwhowrites]

Could you write a dom nancy x bratty reader, please? only if you’re comfortable with it!

Oh God yes

I'm so gay for her

She's definitely a brat tamer.....and a mean one

Not proofread

Nancy Wheeler was done with men. She was tired of boys and their need to know how she feels every second. She wanted to have fun and not be in anything committed.

Then she turned to a friend. A friend she knew was into girls and boys. Who knew how to please both genders easily. Nancy wanted to try new things and do crazy shit with no strings attached.

Y/N agreed, helping her friend learn more about her sexuality and kinks.

Nancy likes control and she likes Y/N panting underneath her. Begging to be touched as she squirmed. And she learned her friend Y/N, was a brat. She liked to be controlled and told exactly what she was worth. That's how they worked so well.

~~

But Y/N liked Nancy and that's where problems started. Her jealousy was out of control and she tried to keep it under wraps.

But the burning in her ears as Steve flirted with her was not easy to ignore.

The group was helping Eddie Munson as he hid from the cops. A boy she's never met but found herself helping because of Nancy.

Soaked head to toe as she walked behind Steve and Nancy. She watched as Nancy jumped in after Steve, leaving her no choice to dive in after. Now she wishes she didn't because Nancy hasn't looked at her once.

She'd get her to look

~~

The group sat in Nancy's basement, hanging out as they hid Eddie. Nancy and Steve are still side by side on the couch. Giggling and smiling.

Y/N rolled her eyes as she huffed.

"well I would love to officially meet you. I'm Eddie Munson"

She smiled as Eddie sat next to her on the floor. She shook his awaiting hand

"Y/N"

" so a little about me I'm just a falsely accused murderer"

She laughed at his joke, "you are way too pretty and innocent looking for that" smirking as she felt another pair of eyes land on them. Laying her hand on top of Eddie's.

"ouch. A guy does not want to hear he's pretty and innocent looking from a hot girls mouth " Eddie faked hurt, holding his chest as they laughed.

The commotion caused Nancy to look up. Glaring fast as she saw their hands briefly touching and flirty smiles.

"I like the ones who look innocent," glancing in Nancy's direction. Shocked to see Nancy already staring at her. Well, more like tearing her clothes off with a look.

For the next hour Nancy watched as Y/N threw herself at Eddie. And Eddie was soaking it all in. Laughing, smiling and touching. So close to being in each other's laps. Nancy felt like a bomb. Just ticking seconds away from blowing up. But once Eddie moved his hand to Y/N's thigh she went off.

"we need food for Eddie. He can't eat our stuff because my mom will notice. Everyone goes to the store. Y/N and I will stay here to get the basement ready for Eddie to hide in" Nancy demanded. Forcing everyone out of the house, not listening to any protests.

Once they found themselves alone, Nancy let her anger take over her body. Marching up to the girl and yanking her to her feet

"what the fuck do you think you're doing?" Nancy snarled.

"nothing. Just talking" Y/N shrugged. Yanking her hand free from Nancy's grip

"talking? That sure as hell doesn't look like talking to me. Looks like you are pathetically throwing yourself at him" Nancy scoffed.

"like Steve was with you?" Y/N fired back. There was a good chance her jealousy would begin to show but at this point she couldn't hide it

"that what this is sweet girl? Jealous over Steve getting my attention so you want to act like a little brat to get what you want?"

"I think Steve is embarrassing himself. Trying to chase after you but you haven't told anyone how you don't like the little boys anymore. You tasted pussy and now you don't want to go back. He has nothing on me" Y/N spat out with as much confidence as she could. Ignoring the doubt in her mind about how much easier it is for Steve to win her over.

"you don't know anything about me" Nancy growled

"I know you want to fuck me and that you will fuck me" smirking as Nancy's eyes darkened, her hand gripping Y/N's neck tight

"shut up" Nancy growled, shoving Y/N against the couch

Y/N watched as Nancy stepped out of her underwear, her long dress covering the parts of her body Y/N was aching to see

"I'm gonna use your mouth the way I want to and you are going to take it" Nancy demanded, crawling up Y/N's body. Yanking her ankles so she laid flat. Nancy smiled down as Y/N laid underneath her. Waiting for the next direction

Nancy moved her cunt to hover over Y/N's mouth. Teasing her as she slowly lowered herself, not yet letting her mouth touch her

Y/N was tired of waiting, grabbing Nancy's waist and forcing her hips down on top of her tongue. Nancy moaned as she rode her face. Fingers digging harshly into Y/N's hair as she rocked her hips harder against her tongue.

"so good bratty girl. Love that mouth" Nancy moaned. Locking her thighs around Y/N' s head

Y/N moaned in appreciation. Her hands working up Nancy's body, dipping her fingers into Nancy's cunt roughly. Loving the way Nancy screamed and rode her face harder.

Nancy took a deep breath and removed her pussy from her mouth, watching as Y/N whined

"am I not doing good?" Y/N pouted with a small frown

"no. You are doing amazing baby. But I want to eat you out too" Nancy smiled, pecking her wet lips. Yanking off Y/N's pants and underwear

Moving her pussy back on Y/N's face and lowering her own face towards Y/N's cunt

Licking a slow stripe and messily sucking on Y/N's clit

Y/N was moaning as she sucked on Nancy's clit harder

Desperate to make Nancy's cum

"so you think Nancy really likes me?"

Both girls froze as Steve's voice traveled through the vents.

Nancy removed her mouth from Y/N completely but Y/N refused to stop. The annoying sound of Steve's voice made her more determined. Fingering Nancy harder, desperate to get her to scream

Nancy threw her hand over her mouth, panting harshly

"no stop. They'll see" Nancy stuttered out, moving her hips up but Y/N locked them in place

"yeah totally. Question do you think Y/N likes me? I got a vibe" Nancy growled as she heard Eddie's voice, riding her hips against Y/N's face harder

"totally. You are so in" Steve agreed

Nancy thrashed on Y/N's mouth, closer to cumming as the boys crept closer to the basement

Y/N flicked her tongue and Nancy was cumming in seconds. Gasping as she covered her mouth, thighs shaking and clenching. She rode it out, but still fast.

Quickly climbing off and fixing her dress, shoving her panties under the couch as she yanked Y/N's panties and underwear back up. Kissing her lips fast as the boys began to walk down the stairs

"Nancy, can I talk to you?" Steve asked

Nancy gave a look to Y/N who looked away, picking at the fingers that were just inside her pussy

"um yeah" feeling guilt in her stomach as she watched Y/N avoid looking at them

Jealous in her veins as Eddie sat next to Y/N throwing an arm around her shoulder

Nancy sighed and followed Steve

Nancy's head was a mess and she didn't know what or who she wanted

[longlivefanfic-net]

I Wanna Dance With Somebody

Summary: Your boyfriend, Steve Harrington, has a party at your shared apartment and invites his ex, Nancy Wheeler. You get jealous and do your best to make Steve jealous too. Steve Harrington x reader

Content/Warnings: Marijuana use, drinking, also some light Eddie Munson x Reader

Word count: 5.7k

A/N: This fic does include mention of Steve, Eddie, Nancy, Robin, Jonathan, Dustin, and Argyle. The Duffer brothers may murder whomstsoever they wish on Friday but in my head they are all real and alive thanks! Also: this is just fluff. I wrote too much and had to break it up into two sections, so this can be a standalone fluff or you can wait a day for the next part (or read the first two parts) for some smut. PS if u want to tell me Steve wouldnt smoke weed, first of all its implied that he does in S3 and second of all argue with the wall babe this is my world ur just livin in it

When you first started dating Steve Harrington, you had no idea you would end up like this. You knew it would be different than your usual relationships, sure–you weren’t the type to date jocks or prom kings. You just hadn’t expected Steve to be so…normal once you got to know him. He had won you over with his charming smiles and goofy laugh (and the fact that you had nursed a sweet spot for him ever since he stopped in an empty hallway to help you pick up your books after your backpack ripped the first day of Freshman year didn’t hurt either), but the more you got to know him the more you saw past that layer of Harrington-ness that he would so expertly apply before going out into the world. Although, maybe it wasn’t so much that you could see past it as it was that he had started to relax, to lower that protective shield around you, the shield of charm and polite interest that made him the ideal boyfriend to bring home. 

The more time you spent around Steve’s friends, the more sure you felt you finally knew the real Steve. You saw the dorky references he would make when he picked Dustin up and brought him over for Atari marathons, and you also saw the care on his face while he contemplated whether Dustin had had “more of a Doritos week or a Lays potato chips week.” When he spent time with Jonathan and Eddie, he came home smelling of weed with at least two new cassettes with songs he wanted to show you; the first time he came home reeking, you had basically developed a contact high because you were just so excited to see Steve stoned. On the nights Robin came over to your shared apartment, Steve would bring out clean blankets and extra pillows to strew across the couch, making it look as if they were always there, so she wouldn’t have to ask for them before making herself cozy on the floor to watch whatever VHS she or Steve had picked out. He would then spend the rest of the night bullying her for sitting “like a weirdo,” cross-legged alone on the floor and complain about having to reach down to her every time he wanted food (Steve, famously, was not allowed to hold the snack bowl anymore after Robin had pinched his leg during Nightmare on Elm Street) (Steve objected to this rule, saying that the only fair decision would be to outlaw Robin’s scare tactics). With you, Steve was quiet and gentle, and, in his sleepy, heavy-lidded eyes first thing in the morning, you saw how sensitive and delicate he was. That’s how you fell in love with him: seeing these different pieces of him come together into one man. He was beautiful, funny, charming Steve Harrington; he was also nerdy, soft, caring, “just Steve.”

That’s why you didn’t hesitate to say yes anytime he asked about inviting his friends over. You loved seeing Steve with his friends–and you had become pretty close with most of them as well, although you had caught Dustin asking Steve if he was “allowed to start getting attached” to you the first time you had said you would stay the night before Steve drove him home (you still didn’t know the answer, but the kid had grown on you so you hoped it was a yes). When Steve mentioned having “the guys” over this weekend to check the crackling noises the stereo had started making, you had assumed it would be Jonathan and Eddie. Then, at the grocery store, Steve had thrown two packs of M&M’s and Nerds into the shopping cart, a sure sign Robin would be over at some point. You had started to question what, exactly, you had agreed to when he put four twelve packs of beer into the cart–Steve, Eddie, and Jonathan could finish off a twelve pack, sure, but four? That seemed excessive. It wasn’t until you watched him grab a bottle of white zinfandel and two packs of wine coolers that you really started to grow suspicious of what you had gotten yourself into. 

But Steve had taken care of everything–as he so often did, always loading the dishwasher and wiping down the bathroom counter before bed–and so you decided to let him go on with whatever he had planned. If you were going to see Byers and Munson get shit-faced on wine coolers this weekend, that was fine by you. When the two of you had gone to bed last night, you had turned on your side and curled against him, wrapping one arm over his broad chest and scratching your nails back and forth over his rib cage. “Baby,” you had asked, “Who’s coming over tomorrow?” “Just the guys and some dudes from work,” he said, fingers lightly pulling through your hair. “And the guys drink white wine and wine coolers now?” You had asked, tone light while your eyebrows scrunched together out of his line of sight. “Well, the girls will, yeah, I think,” Steve spluttered, “Or do girls not drink that stuff?” “Depends on the girl.” There had been a moment of silence as you listened to his heartbeat under his skin. “Steve. What girls are coming to our home?” You had sighed, mildly exasperated that you had to break this down for him. “Oh! Robin, duh, a few girls from work, and Nance,” he laughed. “Is that what you’re mad about? You didn’t know who was coming over?” “I wasn’t mad,” you said, instantly flushing at how easily he had seen through your fake cool. “It’s just a few people,” Steve had said, fingers dancing along the taut skin of your neck. You murmured something that you hoped sounded casual and buried your face in the warm skin of his side, hoping to bury your concerns about Nancy with it. 

It wasn’t that you didn’t like Nancy. Back in high school, you had wanted to be her–picture perfect, straight A’s, Head Editor of the newspaper, and when she suddenly ditched Steve (back when he was “King Steve”), she had shown up somehow looking older, more mature than all the rest of you. But you couldn’t let go of her past with Steve, as ridiculous as it was. She had been his first love. He still kept one of her bras in a shoe box, for God’s sake–admittedly, it wasn’t because of Nancy, as he had explained to you, but it still made you feel a little sensitive. If Nancy was going to be there tonight, you were going to spend the entire evening trying to prove yourself to her, to Steve, that you weren’t just the girl he was with but the girl he was supposed to be with. 

Battle armor, you thought, staring into the closet you and Steve shared. Your clean work uniforms were hung up beside jeans, t-shirts (many stolen from Steve), and a few blouses your mom had bought you to wear to your classes at the community college. You also had a few dresses tucked away in the back–mostly things you hadn’t worn since high school, things you weren’t even sure would fit you any more. What would Nancy wear? You thought, chewing on your bottom lip. Except that’s not right, is it? You need to prove that you’re not Nancy, not that you can be her. When the black pleats caught your eye, you couldn’t stop the smile from spreading over your face. Pulling the skirt from the back of the closet, you held it up against your body. It seemed like it would still fit, and the length came down just above your knees to show slightly more skin than Wheeler ever would. Flipping through the blouses your mom naively dreamed of you looking professional in, you grabbed a cropped black button down with a wide collar from where it was hidden between fluorescent tops. This–this would work. 

Emerging from the bedroom an hour later, you fidget nervously with your nails. You had painted them dark red as soon as you had picked your outfit, blowing on them to dry the shiny liquid before it could smudge. Steve had his back turned to you, digging in the refrigerator and making the glass bottles inside clink. “Hey babe,” he called loudly without turning around, “do you think I should go buy more ice? Will anyone want ice in their drinks?” “Yeah, probably,” you answered casually from behind him. Starting, Steve stood up hurriedly and whipped around. “Fuck,” he exclaimed, hand over his heart. “I didn’t realize you–whoa.” Steve’s eyes scanned down, then back up, then back down your body. “What’s with the outfit?” “You don’t like it?” You asked, tugging anxiously at the hemline of the skirt. You had paired the crop top and skirt with a pair of black shoes with a short heel, and you had finished the outfit with the chain necklaces Robin had given you and hoop earrings. The cherry on top, so to speak, was the red lipstick that perfectly matched the dark red satin of your nails. “Who the fuck said that?” Steve asked, eyes widening. “You look incredible.” You felt a light blush pulse its way into your cheeks and Steve fixed on the color as it spread. “You look good, too,” you said, returning the compliment. 

He was wearing the maroon sweater you had given him for Christmas last year, along with a pair of jeans that seemed almost too tight to be comfortable. You couldn’t help but notice that his bulge seemed tightly pressed against his pants, and you hoped he hadn’t chosen this pair of denim for anyone in particular tonight. “Hey,” Steve said, making your eyes meet his. The soft brown flickered for a moment, alight with wickedness. “What are you wearing under that outfit?” He asked, voice soft. You almost rolled your eyes–he was so predictable sometimes. When you had seen the outfit in the mirror, seen the slit of skin between the bottom of the shirt and the top of the skirt, you had known he would immediately begin thinking about getting you out of your clothes. You had changed from your everyday cotton briefs into something more…adventurous for this exact reason. A tiny smile hinted at the edge of your mouth. “How about,” you said, voice smoky, “you spend the rest of the night trying to find out? Without getting caught by your friends?” Steve’s eyebrows shot up nearly to his hairline. “Really? We’re going to play games tonight?” He seemed incredulous, leaving you with only one possible response: “I’m going to play a game tonight. You’re going to try to play it with me.”

Jonathan had shown up first with Argyle, gently knocking on the frame of your open front door. “Nancy will be here later,” he had said quietly, gently nodding his head in greeting. He, Argyle, and Steve had gathered around the stereo system, making the occasional grunt as they spoke quietly about the crackling sounds coming out of the speakers. Steve clapped his hands enthusiastically, patting Jonathan on the back over-zealously, when he pressed play and crystal-clean sound came through. Eddie and Robin showed up at the same time, though Robin’s first words as she walked through the door were “We did not come together, just at the same time,” which made Eddie snort and shoot you conspiratorial looks. “Oh, gross, Munson,” Robin growled. “I brought beer and tunes,” Eddie said, holding up a six pack and a cassette. “Eddie, we’re not listening to your music at my apartment,” Steve said, “I don’t want my neighbors to think we’re sacrificing virgins in here.” “Who said anything about virgins?” Eddie joked, elbow tickling your ribs as he passed you on his way into the kitchen. You followed behind him to put the six pack he had brought into the fridge.

“Here,” you said, handing Eddie a bottle out of the ice-and-drink-filled sink, “a cold one for you.” You jumped up to sit on top of the kitchen counter, pulling from a brown bottle yourself. Jonathan flipped through the mishmash collection of vinyls next to the stereo while Robin and Steve joked about something stupid one of their coworkers had said that day. “Who’s is this?” Jonathan asked, holding up a bright pink album adorned with the image of Dolly Parton. You giggled, and Steve held up his hands, shooting daggers at you. “I plead the fifth,” he said, mock seriousness in his voice. Jonathan laughed, hard and loud, before pulling a random cassette out of the box next to the stereo system. He loaded it into the cassette player, pressing play, and quiet music began to fill the apartment, floating out the open doorway to invite your neighbors by. Eddie reached behind you, long arms brushing against yours, as he pushed the window over the sink open part way before clambering clumsily up onto the counter next to you. He reached into his inner jacket pocket, pulling out a preroll and a lighter, and lit up. 

“So,” Eddie asked, turning his head towards the open window as he blew out a stream of smoke. “How’s life with the babysitter?” You tilt your head back to laugh, your grin stretching your face. “It’s good,” you answer, cocking your head to the side as you look at Eddie. “Living with a boy isn’t quite as disgusting as I thought it would be.” “Oh yeah?” Eddie questions, a look of pure delight crinkling the corner of his eyes. “Does Harrington clean every weekend? Maybe in a little maids uniform for you?” You splutter around the mouth of the beer bottle, choking on the cool malt beer at how close Eddie has come to guessing the truth. Steve doesn’t wear a maid’s outfit–not that you’d be opposed to seeing him in one, you think, making a mental note–but he does wear silk. And lace. And satin. Basically, if it’s women’s underwear in his size, Steve will wear it at least once for you. He’s gotten picky now, rejecting a few pieces here and there for being uncomfortable, but he wears everything you pick out together for at least one night. 

“Relax,” Eddie crows, slapping you on the back as you recover from the shot of malt up your nose, “I was kidding! Unless he does have a maid’s outfit, in which case I’ve got to see it.” You laugh as you regain your breath. “No, no maid’s outfits,” you giggle as Eddie pulls an over-the-top pout. He takes another pull from the joint in his fingers, holding it out to you. You take it from him, pulling the smoke down into your lungs where you hold it for a minute before turning to release it out the window. Munson looks borderline impressed, but he stops you when you go to take a second hit: “Strong shit. Maybe go slow for a minute,” he says, plucking the joint out of your fingers. “So,” you ask, forcing your tone to be light, “What has Steve said about living with me?” “Oh, he’s a big fan,” Eddie laughs. “Really?” You can’t help the slight blush that burns your face, and you hope the combination of makeup and low light will keep Eddie from seeing it. “Absolutely,” he says, “Every time I see him now, it’s ‘Did you know girls wash their towels’ and ‘Girls actually wash the sheets on their bed even when someone’s not coming over.’” “Ewwww,” you groan, shoving Munson’s shoulder, “That’s not true! Steve didn’t have to learn to wash his towels from me.” “Alright, maybe he was just trying to pass on some friendly advice,” Eddie laughs, rolling his eyes. 

Eddie leans towards you conspiratorially, placing his hand on your knee to steady him before he falls off the countertop. “Actually,” he half-whispers, “Steve’s made it pretty damn clear how he feels about you to me, Jonathan, and Argyle. We’re talking an Aragorn and Arwen level of crazy about you.” Your cheeks burn again, and you smile gently at Eddie, taking the joint he extends to you with a nod of approval. “Did Steve make that Lord of the Rings reference or did you have to teach it to him?” “The guy’s not dumb–maybe a little distracted, but not dumb.” You laugh again, smoke blowing out and lean closer to Eddie’s face, eyebrows raised. “Okay, okay,” Eddie laughs. “Maybe Steve would say it’s a Han and Leia type thing.” You start to lean back, laughing again. The friendship between Steve, Eddie, Argyle, and Jonathan never fails to surprise you; you wouldn’t have guessed Munson was a Tolkien fan, and his ability to recognize that Steve would prefer a Star Wars reference warms your heart. Suddenly, you’ve leaned too far–you almost lose your balance when Eddie reaches out, putting a hand on your waist to pull you closer to him and steady your balance. “You okay there?” He asks, eyebrows in his hairline and half a smile on his face. “I told you it was strong shit, didn’t I?” You blink slowly, the mixture of your second beer and Eddie’s weed making your brain feel smooth and slow. Eddie pulls his hand back from your waist, and you notice a familiar ring amidst the others on his fingers. “Hey!” You say, grabbing his hand with your own. “Steve has this same ring!” “Yeah,” Eddie says, “I got us guys all the same one last year. Brotherhood, blah blah blah,” he says, turning crimson. You peer up into his face, lips pressed together into a smile. “That’s actually very sweet, Eddie,” you say, placing his hand on your knee where you pat it gently. 

“Hey!” A voice jars across the kitchen. “What the fuck, Munson?” You turn your head slowly to see Steve standing in the kitchen, an empty beer bottle in his hand. Eddie barely even moves. “Calm down, Harrington,” he says, turning to him. “We were just sharing a joint and, you know, some feelings.” Steve’s face scrunches up in incredulous confusion. “You don’t have feelings,” he says, minutely shaking his head. “I know,” Eddie says, tapping the end of his nose, “We were talking about yours.” “Oh, fuck that,” Steve says. “Come on.” He pushes Eddie’s hand off your knee and grabs your hand, pulling you down off the counter where you sway slightly on your feet. Steve pulls another beer out of the ice pile in the sink and then turns, pulling you behind him to the living room. “Here. Sit,” he says, gently pushing your shoulders so you sit down on the couch. “Keep Robin entertained or something, you lightweight.” He’s joking, the little glint in his eye telling you how entertained he is by your inability to hold your substances, but the line of his mouth is hard. “Anything for you, my baby,” you say, doing your best to look like a soft, delicate version of yourself. “You need water,” Steve says, half laughing at your attempt to be fragile and disappearing from your line of vision. 

Robin is on the floor next to your legs, her usual place of honor, making quiet remarks about each person who comes through the doorway. “Oh, who the hell invited Tommy?” She mutters under her breath. Suddenly, a slender, petite frame appears in the doorway. “Wheeler!” Robin cries, jumping up a bit too quickly for you to track with your eyes. She darts to the door, throwing her arms around Nancy’s neck. Nancy hugs her back, tightly, and pulls back, smiling. “Buckley,” she says with affection. She drops her hands from Robin’s neck to her waist. “So,” she says, casting her eyes around the room. “This is Harrington’s infamous love den?” Her eyes alight on you, laying a bit too comfortably on the couch. You straighten up, trying to look more prim and proper than usual under Nancy’s eyes. Steve rounds the corner, glass of water and a napkin full of pretzels in hand. “Here you go, my lady love,” he says, simultaneously sarcastic and simpering, as he lowers himself to your height, placing the glass in your hands and the pretzels on the end table next to you. “Steve!” Nancy cries from the doorway. “Hey, Nance!” Steve crows. “My girl!” He moves swiftly to her side, pulling her out from under Robin’s hands to wrap her in a tight embrace. You try not to notice the sinking in your heart at the idea that anyone other than you might be “Steve’s girl.” 

People are milling around, creating small clumps of conversation throughout the apartment. Steve brought Nancy and Robin both back to the couch with him, where he sat in between you and Nancy while Robin took her spot on the floor, leaning up against Nancy’s legs. Jonathan, Argyle, and Eddie had eventually made their way over to your small group, all three reeking of Eddie’s weed, and crowded close. Eddie was on the floor, leaning his back against the coffee table so he could watch the conversation; Argyle had sprawled out next to him, long legs blocking the space from anyone else’s attempts to come closer; Jonathan had pulled one of the chairs out of the kitchen to straddle backwards, beer bottle tapping lightly against the back of it in time to the music playing. The conversation had been flowing pretty smoothly without much help from you so far, but as it lulled you felt peace in the quiet. Good friends, you thought to yourself, although, at least half of these people have fucked. You snort quietly at the thought, and Steve turns to you. “More water, baby?” He looks at your mostly-empty glass and grabs it, standing up. You tilt your head up to look at him. “I’ll be right back,” he says before disappearing back into the kitchen. You can hear him greeting other friends who have showed up, the sound of back slaps and light laughter following him. 

“Who would have guessed Harrington was such a softie?” Eddie asked. Robin laughs. “He’s not a softie, he’s pussy-whipped,” she says, reaching over to pinch your legs. You blush a little, but this has become Robin’s favorite joke and you don’t pay it much mind. A quiet scoff makes you turn to Nancy. “Something to share with the group, Wheeler?” Eddie asks, a look of delight on his face. She blushes, and you hate that the crimson only makes her look prettier. “No!” She says, motions jerky as she recoils. “It’s just, well, Steve has always been a sweetheart.” Jonathan’s eye roll can be physically felt, and Nancy hurries to say “When he’s screwed up.” Robin cocks her head at Nancy. “I mean,” she says, starting to gesture with her petite hands, “He was a great boyfriend when we dated. But he was his best when he had pissed me off and was trying to get back on my good side. He’d bring flowers, help me study, whatever I wanted, if he thought he would get back into my good graces.” “And,” Argyle’s voice looms up from his position on the floor, “is Harrington out of your good graces?” He rolls his head to the side to look at you, and everyone else turns to look at you too. “No,” you say. “Definitely not.” You shake your head lightly and then giggle quietly at the sensation of your eyes shifting. “See,” says Argyle patiently, “She’s just wasted. Steve is taking care of her, like a true gentleman.” The sound of his voice makes it clear that Argyle approves of Steve’s actions–but the moment is ruined when Jonathan starts to laugh and everyone follows, including you. 

“What’s the joke?” Steve asks, returning with your water and more snacks. “You are,” Robin says, grinning at him from the floor. Steve groans, as he puts your water down and sits down next to you again. He swings his arm over your shoulders, casually, and you try not to pay attention as his warm fingertips begin to sweep, slowly, back and forth over the cool skin of your exposed arms. “Why am I the joke this time? Robin,” he says, eyes steely, “I did not have rabies, for the last time–” Steve is cut off by her laugh. He looks around in confusion. “We were talking about how particularly gentlemanly you’re being tonight,” Jonathan says, answering his searching look. “Oh,” Steve says. “Why is that funny?” “Well,” Robin says breathlessly, “Nance said that you’re only nice when you mess up, but she–” Robin points to you “ –said you didn’t do anything wrong, and then Argyle decided you’re a gentleman, but I mean, Argyle is never not high so it’s just hard to take him seriously, you know–” Robin is cut off by Steve’s shocked look. “I didn’t ‘mess up’ –I think,” he says, glancing back at you, and you nod empathetically. “I just love my girlfriend.” 

There’s a moment’s pause. Steve had never said this to you before–months of dating, living together for most of them, and he’s exposed even his most delicate and sensitive secrets to you, but he never said he loved you. You’ve known you loved him since about your second week of dating, but you’ve kept it to yourself; you’re not the type to say it first, even though you feel it, because you can’t handle the possibility of a stilted, awkward conversation instead of reciprocation. Before you can say anything back, Argyle’s voice comes from the floor again. “See? Gentleman shit,” and everyone dissolves into a fit of laughter again. You lean forward amidst your giggles, wrapping your hand around the nape of Steve’s neck, and press a soft kiss to his shoulder, holding his eyes with your own. Suddenly, the music changes and Robin screeches. 

“Oh, my God!” She yowls, jumping to her feet. “It’s our song!” She grabs Nancy’s hand, pulling her by the wrist to standing and pulls her out to the middle of the living room that has been avoided by all the other clumps of people. “Poor old Johnnie Ray,” Robin croons, grabbing Eddie’s hand and pulling him to standing despite his grumblings. She pushes him to the center of the room, turning back for Jonathan and Argyle, who is already wiggling his hips casually. “That’s the spirit,” Robin says, pointing to Argyle. She comes back for you and Steve now. “No one’s sitting this out,” she orders, pulling you to your feet. You’re much steadier than you were earlier, and the rush of blood to your legs provides you with more clarity. “Come on Eileen,” you sing, slightly behind Dexy’s Midnight Runners on the tape, as you turn and hold your hand out for Steve expectantly. The rest of your group has started dancing, Robin trying to force Jonathan to loosen up, Eddie shuffling his feet with Argyle, and Nancy, eyes closed, in a world of her own. Steve takes your hand, his rough palm sliding against yours, and stands up. You lead him to the impromptu dance floor, and he presses his broad chest and stomach against your back, wrapping his fingers around your hips as you sway. Other guests have started to join the dance as well, and Robin takes Nancy’s hands in hers as Tommy reaches out for her. You can feel Steve’s breath as he leans his head on your shoulder, the warm puffs blowing your free-floating strands of hair. Together, the two of you watch your friends drop the hardnesses they have wrapped around themselves, around their hearts, and simply laugh and dance together. Robin brings Eddie into her and Nancy’s dance circle, and he drags Jonathan with him. Argyle joins in quickly too, and you watch the four of them let go of whatever hurt and sadness they have carried with them and melt into radiance, into joy. 

The song switches over to rhythmic clapping as Whitney Houston “Whoos!” into the laughter and scattered voices in your apartment. Eddie and Jonathan beg out quickly, saying they’ve done their required dancing for Robin, but Argyle, Nancy, and Robin continue to dance among other people. “Hey,” Steve says, turning you around to face him. “Want to dance with me?” “Obviously,” you say. He wraps his arms around you, bringing your hips to press against his. “Steve,” you laugh, “this isn’t exactly a slow dance song.” “Whitney asked if we want to dance, and this is how I want to dance,” he replies, shaking his head at you like it’s obvious. You slide your hands up around his neck, interlocking your fingers at the base of his spine, and he leans down, pressing his forehead against yours. Steve closes his eyes and sighs quietly, contently. You keep your eyes open, watching the soft glow of the lights in the room sway and dance over his sweater, catching in his hair, looming around his form so he looks like a painting of a fairy tale character, a brave hunter come to rescue the woman who’s been locked in a tower, alone for too long. He did save me, you think, the thought cutting through the rest of brain fog sharply, he rescued me from myself. Your fingers tighten slightly, digging your nails into his neck, and his eyes pop open. 

“You okay?” Steve asks. “Yeah,” you say, “Fine.” He looks searchingly at you for another second. “If it’s about earlier—what I said—it’s not like you have to say it back or anything. I didn’t say I love you to make you say it too; I said it because, well, I love you. That’s all.” He’s not looking at you now, eyes on the floor as his hips continue to sway pressed against yours. Something about this feels so middle school, so simple and innocent and exciting, that you feel bubbles bounce against your heart as you reply, “Okay.” He looks up at you, a small smile on his lips. “Okay,” he says, nodding his head in relief. “I do love you, though,” you say, completely casually. You’re not nervous to tell him this; it feels like answering the question “what’s your birthdate?” or “where did you grow up?” You don’t have to think about it at all. It just is the answer, simple and true. You love Steve Harrington, and, apparently, he loves you too. “You, um, you what?” He asks, blinking at you quickly. “I love you,” you say, head mocking his own surprised shake. “You’re stoned,” Steve says, eyebrows raised. “A little,” you answer, “but that’s not why I love you.” 

“Oh yeah?” Steve says, a glimmer in his eyes. He leans in close to you, lips brushing your ear as he whispers “and why do you love me, baby girl?” One of your hands traces down his shoulder to his chest, pushing him lightly back so you can look in his eyes. “Because you’re kind. And you’re funny. And you think about others all the time, but you still tell me what you need so I can take care of you. And you ask to take a walk with me when I really piss you off and we just walk in silence. Also, you make me coffee every morning and you remembered exactly what I like in my coffee after the first night I spent here. And, you know, you’re actually kind of smart, Harrington, because you’ve chosen some really great people to surround yourself with.” Steve stares at you, unblinking, and you notice that his eyes have started to water gently. He cradles your face in his palm, tilting his head slightly to the side. “I haven’t found a single reason not to love you, Steve, so why wouldn’t I?” At these words, Steve leans down, brushing his lips gently over yours. “Thank you,” he murmurs over your skin. “I love you.” 

The song is still playing and the two of you continue to sway, revolving in the center of the room amidst your friends. You press your face to the side of Steve’s neck, breathing in his scent. “Steve?” “Yes, baby?” “Why do you love me?” He scoffs, the quick flex of his diaphragm echoing through your body. “I don’t have to outdo what you said, right?” He asks. “No,” you laugh. “Just say whatever you think.” “Okay, I love you because you made friends with my friends and you bought me panties to wear with you. And also you don’t think I’m Steve Harrington in the way other people do but you know me better than anyone else in the world. Also, you’re…kind of a badass and not in a scary way but in a cool way where you tell me what I’m going to do in, uh, certain moments.” He blushes, and you can feel the heat snaking up his neck where your face is pressed against it. “You’re kind of like…the Leia to my Han.” 

You burst out laughing. “What?” He asks, “What the hell's funny?” “Nothing,” you choke out in between giggles. “Something Munson said.” “I’m going to kill him,” Steve says, whipping his head around behind him to look for Eddie. “Don’t,” you say, bracing a hand against his chest. “Will you walk me to the bathroom?” “You’re still that out of it?” Steve asks, laughing. “Just need some guidance, I think.” You smile up at him, willing him to believe the faux innocence you’ve plastered over your face. “Alright, baby girl, to the bathroom we go.” He wraps one arm around your waist, the other around your shoulders. You stumble a few times as you walk down the hallway, trying to sell the “drunk girl at a party” bit to any of your friends who might wonder where the two of you have gone in a few minutes. Outside the bathroom, he leans you against the door frame. “You okay, babe?” He asks, concern over his face. “I’m okay,” you say, stretching up on to your toes. You press your lips against his cheek, and he anticipates you, turning his head to try to meet your mouth. You end up pressing your lips against the corner of his mouth, which is turned up in a slight smile. “Let’s try that again,” he whispers, leaning down to your face where his lips meet yours. 

[aurumbelis]

𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞.

Summary: Today of all days, something came over you.

Pairing: Nancy Wheeler x Fem! Reader.

Wordcount: 1.3k

Warnings: Smut (Minors DNI). Afab! Reader, Switch! Nancy, switch! Reader, pet names (pretty girl, princess),  fingering (f receiving), overstimulation.

Finger pads delicately tracing over your face, going down to your jaw and softly bringing your chin up, making you look into her big grey half-lidded eyes. A content small smile played on Nancy’s lips when you looked at her and when she continued tracing over you, trying to arise new feelings over your half naked body. You were even more conscious of the only things that were covering you, and they were for sure starting to bother you as two of Nancy’s fingertips accompanied by her nails made their way down your neck, a whimper catching up in your throat when they caressed it.

They continued to the valley of your breasts, pushing you down onto the mattress carefully, as you were sitting at the end of the bed, her knee in between your thighs as she looked down at you and she drew intricate lines at the top of the cups of your bra. This time you did whine, a small whine that made her brows furrow in confusion.

“Is my pretty girl not liking what I’m doing to her?” she whispered to you.

You nodded negatively with your head. “It’s not that I don’t like it. I just want…more” You hesitated when saying the last part, you knew how Nancy liked to play with you, and sometimes the playing could go on for hours before she indulged you.

She hummed whilst she looked at you, and then down at you. “I considered your request, and the answer is that I will continue having some more fun with you” she paused “Nevertheless…I will make you have fun too”. She smiled calmly as her fingers ran down your tummy, your breath hitching as her fingers came to the lace of the elastic band of your panties.

Going over it, back and forth over your hips, going down to your inner thigh, so close to where your arousal had been pooling since Nancy placed her fingers on your skin. And she touched your panties with her nails, up and down adding the slightest pressure and lightly bumping into your clit, making you let out a deep sigh.

And you didn’t know what came over you today of all days when you took her wrist in your hand, slowly taking it off of you, making Nancy clearly confused. Coming back up from your laying down position to place a kiss on her cheek as you were the one that pushed her down to the mattress now.

A small thud echoed as her back rested on the soft comforter, her soft curls sprawled out making you even more sure of the decision you had taken. Lowering your face to hers and peppering kisses all over it, getting to her lips and licking her lower lip before pressing your lips to her. Both moving slowly and savoring each other. One of your hands held her jaw gently, as the other moved down to her side, your hand grabbing the curve of her waist, and going down over her hip, to her thigh. You immediately took her inner thigh and moved it to the side, Nancy was enjoying this, and she definitely could not deny that she was wet from the moment you stopped her from continuing her works on you.

Her panties went down her legs, her pretty pink pussy open for you and your fingers, fingers that instantly were tracing up her pussy, some arousal already getting them wet, and being spread all over. Nancy held back a moan, and as you noticed you looked at her in the eye.

“I don’t want you to hold back. I need to know if I’m making you feel good princess”. You pressed a kiss to the corner of her mouth and started circling her clit achingly slow. Nevertheless, you managed to elicit a moan out of her.

“You sound so pretty” your voice came off sultry, making Nancy clench around nothing as she sighed in a bit of a desperate manner.

Your hand came down to her entrance, one of your fingers tracing small circles collecting some of her wetness, and then plunging into her. She moaned quietly, you knew a finger was not enough for her so after a few caresses with pressures to that spongy spot, you introduced another finger in, sliding in so well because she was so turned on,  her pussy was begging for her at this point as it clenched around your knuckles. A come-forth motion making her moan louder this time, your name slipping off her tongue so sweet as you looked down on her, her eyes closed in pleasure.

Your pace was consistent as the gushing sound was more and more noticeable. Nancy’s breathing was becoming irregular, her eyes couldn’t bear to open, and she was letting out gorgeous sounds out of her mouth. You let your fingers out of her, both of them soaked and ready to pleasure her clit in fast and tight circles. You looked at her as she tried to articulate something, the only thing that came out was another cry of bliss. It was known that she was very close, her back arching to you as she let out a throaty moan as she came. The quick pace on her clit didn’t stop as she opened her eyes to you.

“I already-“ she was having trouble speaking, as she was almost seeing stars accompanied to her hazy vision. Blue irises almost black from her wide pupils as she looked at you, waiting for your actions to come to a halt.

Now was the time for you to hum condescendingly at her “Yes, tell me more”. Your face looking at her, and conveying the message that you weren’t going to stop. If she always liked to take her time until she made you come, you would do the opposite.

It was not long before she was gaping at nothing again, glistening cum pooling in her entrance as she came again. Deep breaths, and her eyes opening slowly to you as you had slowed your motions down, helping her ride out her orgasm. She seemed relieved as she looked at you again, but you ended that relief quickly as you entered your fingers into her with a squelching sound.

“I’m not done yet, you have one more for me don’t you?” she nodded at you as she whimpered when your fingers started the motions that made her feel as if she was in heaven. Her legs trembling with the small sounds that came out of her, accompanied by her arousal dripping onto your hand and the comforter.

Nancy was soon getting louder and louder, making sure that she enjoyed the last orgasm that you were going to give to her. Your fingers felt amazing, and you uncomfortably took your other hand down to her clit, the last straw for her to grip your fingers with your pussy as juices came out of her as she climaxed.

Slowing down your actions, you repositioned your hands, the one that was inside her up to her mouth “open”, and she opened her lips with her eyes still closed, her tongue tasting herself. And your other hand working slowly on her swollen and very sensitive clit to make sure that all the sensations lasted as long as possible.

Those fingers traced down her pussy again just to collect some of her juices for you to try, but making sure she was looking as you put them into your own mouth.

“You taste amazing Nance, you have it all” you smiled as you laid down next to her, as she took your hands into hers, massaging them carefully so that they rested from all the effort that they had made.

[sarahisgay01]

Do you have a masterlist for your fics? ♡

I do nowwww :)

PS: I do take requests, I’ll write fluff, angst and smut for Robin, Nancy, Ronance, and Chrissy. I’ll only write fluff and angst for the fruity four.

Sarah’s, Stranger Things Masterlist:

Smut: 🔥

Fluff:☁️

Angst:❤️‍🩹

Trans!girl Reader:🏳️‍⚧️

Chrissy Cunningham x Reader:

Always🔥

You Deserve Better❤️‍🩹☁️

Nancy Wheeler x Reader:

You're Mean🔥

Defiant Facade🔥

I Suggest You Be Quiet🔥

Workday Neediness🔥

Robin Buckley x Reader:

Mint Chocolate Chip🔥

I Don't Want To Lose You❤️‍🩹☁️

Not Our Typical Friday Night ☁️

New Toy🔥

Shortstack🔥

Red Lace Lingerie🔥

Look at You🔥

Tell Me What You're Thinking🔥

Home Alone🔥

Polaroid🔥

Halloween Costume Party☁️

Let Me Take Care of You🔥

You Just Can't Listen, Can You?🔥

Victory Presents Reward🔥

30 Minute Break🔥

Safe Haven☁️

Ronance:

Ronance as Parents☁️

Be a Good Girl for Me🔥

You're My Good Girl🔥

Imaginary Checklist❤️‍🩹☁️

Precious Angel☁️

Is This What You Wanted?🔥

Attitude Problem🔥

Anger Management🔥

Valentines Day🔥

Please? For Me? (Part 1)🔥

Please? For Me? (Part 2)🔥

The Outcome Isn't Always The Plan🔥

Ronance x Reader:

You're Beautiful, Sweet Girl (Part 1)🔥

You're Beautiful, Sweet Girl (Part 2)🔥

Greedy Girl🔥

My Girl (Part 1)🔥🏳️‍⚧️

My Girl (Part 2)🔥🏳️‍⚧️

Fireworks☁️

No Patience Leads to Punishment🔥

Mommy's Perfect Angel🔥🏳️‍⚧️

The Fruity Four:

You're Not What You Think You Are❤️‍🩹☁️

I have other fics on AO3, including a 24 chapter Ronance fic and jealous Nancy fics...

My Ao3

[noahjustcried]

NFWMB (nobody fucks with my baby)

Nancy Wheeler x GN!Reader

a slightly cohesive series.

headcanon(s):

Chapter(s):

Part 1

Part 2 (nsfw)

[decimalpointed]

There's a girls bathroom stall in Hawkins Highschool dedicated to Steve Harrington. At the very top is his name written in big bold sharpie and below are things girls have written about him over the years.

Things like:

" is a King"

" has an ass you could bounce a quarter off of"

" is an idiot"

" has magic fingers"

" can come and keep going"

" has the best hair in the state"

" looks good on his knees"

" a true gentleman"

" a total dingus"

" sucks dick like a pro"

" is a great kisser"

" likes to be tied up"

Steve has no idea about this stall until one night while the older teens are all drinking together and Robin admits to writing that he is a dingus on it and Nancy admits to writing that he looks good on his knees.

To which he blushes because "Nance- that shits private! You can't write that on the wall at school!"

"Relax Steve, half that stuff on there isn't even true. I mean people write that you suck dick and like getting tied up"

And Eddie is there and very very curious because Steve looks good on his knees? Isn't that a pretty picture to imagine? And Nancy fucking Wheeler got to see it in person? And Steve is just blushing and laughing awkwardly and it clicks that maybe there's more truth on this wall than fiction.

(Steve has known he likes letting others take control in the bedroom cause its hot of course and so what if he used to mess around with Tommy and Carol, its not like its gay if there's a girl there right?)

(Also would love to see what yall think would be written on this wall)

[harringtons-cupid]

(Only if you feel comfortable!!) How about some Dom!Nancy x Fem!Reader where the reader is being a brat and Nancy has to punish them?? Like, reader has just had an attitude all day, has been very touchy even after you’ve told her to stop, etc

(Any kinks are fine)😊

Thank you for your submission! I hope it's what you asked for!

Praise kink, lesbian strap-on, tribbing/scissoring, oral sex. Handcuffs and rope. Face fucking, Dom and Sub. Making out. Aftercare.

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You had been seeing Nancy for a few weeks, she had been your Dom! for that duration and things had begun to get heated. Things changed from emotional dominance into sexual dominance.

She left you notes of the clothes to wear, what to say and when to say them. You found it hot, enjoying how dominant she was. Watching her expressions when you acted up, she punished you by light spanks on your bum cheeks.

This day, you had been feeling particularly off. Nothing felt right with you, Nancy had told you to wear a white vest top with small flowers with a light pink wrap jumper with light blue jeans and matching gold jewellery. With annoyance, you got dressed and met up with Nancy.

''You look good sweetheart'' her body was close to yours, her fingers were stroking your hair making you look at her directly in the eyes. Not meeting her eyes, she gripped onto your cheeks tightly.

''Look at me sweetheart, you've been acting like a brat all day'' she squinted at you, finally meeting her eyes. Her hands let go of your face and were feeling your features between her fingers, smiling at you.

''Please stop Nancy'' you whined at her, pouting and looking down at your feet.

''What did you call me?'' Nancy's voice was stern as she spoke, she seemed annoyed.

''Uh-Uh. I mean Mistress'' you stuttered as she stared into your eyes.

She was rough with you as she picked you up and threw you down onto her bed, you let yourself fall. Still feeling off, she noticed this and kissed down your body making you gasp.

''Mistress stop, Mistress, oh fuck'' you moaned, your eyes closed tightly as her tongue made it's way to your clit, sending circular motions as you gripped onto the bed.

Her hand was firmly gripping onto your nipples as she moved quicker, your gasps became laboured. Getting closer and closer to your climax, she stopped. Leaving you lying off the edge of the bed, she routed around in her chest of drawers before returning back to the bed. Noticing that you had begun to touch yourself, angrily she pulled you up the bed and sharply handcuffed you to her head board. Tying your legs apart with rope to each end of the bed knobs, you whimpered as your hips bucked on the bed. Moaning and begging for friction.

She stood at the end of the bed with a smirk on her face, she had tied a black strap on to herself and was clutching a vibrator firmly in her hand and a ball gag in another. Your body shook as she stepped forward, turning the vibrator on and pressing it firmly against your clit making you gasp hard, your head tipping back against the cold metal bars.

''Oh fuck, it feels so good Mistress'' your moans escaped into the room loudly, as she rubbed lubrication onto the strap on and aligned herself up to your vaginal opening. Your body relaxed as she maxed out the vibrations on the vibrator, Nancy felt you cum hard against it. Moaning loudly as your eyes back into your climax, the tip of the dildo was slowly sliding inside you as she kept the vibrator onto your clit.

''You've been such a brat today, I think that I should punish you'' she moaned as the dildo began to vibrate against her own clit, sliding inside you making your eyes widen with a loud gasp.

She slowly moved inside you, moaning as the vibrations increased with every stroke, you grew wetter and wetter with every touch of the dildo. Your handcuffs shook against the headboard as she began to slide faster and faster listening to the wetness of your pussy. Her hands let go of the vibrator making you moan and buck your hips more against the dildo, she leant forward and began to force the ball gag into your mouth hitting your g-spot with every stretch forward.

Once it was loosely in your mouth, she sped up inside you. Your moans were muffled as she pounded into you, your legs shaking against the bed. She pounded into you until your body relaxed, fucking you hard into your climax. Squirting over the dildo as she continued to pound hard into your pussy, you whimpered as you were unsure if you could continue to cum but surprising yourself as you came again. Gasping hard against the ball gag in your mouth, Nancy continued until her own clit twitched against the vibrating dildo as she came hard. You watched her, she was beautiful.

Taking the dildo out from inside you, whimpering against the ball gag as your clit wanted more friction. Tired and still turned on you watched as Nancy removed the ball gag from your throat and stood over you, the dildo moving closer and closer to your mouth until it was deep inside you.

''I'm going to make you taste all your cum off the dildo for being a brat'' she spoke, her clit twitching against the dildo as she slid it down your throat. Moving it in and out of your mouth as you choked on it, tears fell down your cheeks as it hit the back of your throat.

“Mistress, I'll be good I promise'' you whimpered on the dildo, sucking off your own cum off the dildo until it was clean.

She removed the dildo off herself, falling on top of you. Your clits touching as she cupped your face and kissed you hard, slowly grinding your wet clits together. Moaning into your mouth, as she felt your clit get bigger with sensitivity. Enjoying the feeling of your clit on hers, her face was still tightly cupping yours.

''You're doing so well sweetheart, you look so pretty as you sucked on my cock. Did you like it?'' her breath was laboured as her own clit began swollen against yours, her eyes rolled back as you felt her cum hard on your pussy.

Bucking your hips to hit her pussy with yours, whimpering against her wet mouth as you desired to cum against on her. She noticed this and pressed her clit hard against yours, staying perfectly still as you grinded hard using her clit to make yourself cum. You moaned and whimpered, she kissed your lips hard. Sucking on your tongue as your clit twitched, you squirted hard. Coating her pussy and bedsheets with your cum, her head moved from your lips and began licking up your cum from your pussy.

''Please, Mistress, I don't think I can cum anymore'' you whined loudly as she licked your clit quicker and quicker.

Your wrists and ankles were hurting from being tied up for prolonged periods but as she sucked on your clit, the feeling subsided as she sucked you through your orgasm.

“Mistress, I’m cumming” you screamed loudly, your body shaking loudly against the bed.

She licked all your cum off and swallowed, kissing up your body before cupping your face tightly and kissing you.

After kissing you passionately, she untied and released you. Gasping with relief as the pain eased, she left the room for a second. Bringing in a jug of water and a flannel, she wiped down your body softly.

“I’ve run you a bath sweetheart, you did so well. It’s time to relax” her voice was soft and kind, as she wiped your forehead and thrusted the water into your mouth.

She left the room several times before returning with a cotton bath robe, instructing you to put it on. Listening to her, you felt the soft robe against your skin as she put her arms firmly around you and picked you up. Your arms hooked around her neck as she carried you into the bathroom.

Taking off the robe and kissing down your neck and back, making goosebumps appear on your skin.

Her hand loosely held yours as she helped you into the bath with her, you relaxed into her back as she massaged your shoulder with her soft fingers. Groaning as the water felt nice against your skin, you relaxed further into the tub.

Your brattiness began to fade.

“I’m sorry for being a brat Mistress. I think I’ve learnt my lesson” you softly said into the crook of her neck, her body against yours as you closed your eyes.

[fluffansmut-old]

Could you maybe write something about Dom!Nancy x reader? Or possibly Dom!Ronance x reader? maybe add in overstimulation, praise kink, some dumbification, and maybe Nancy has a mommy kink?

Take it like a good girl. 

Summary: When Nancy and Robin give their bratty and needy sub a punishment that she won’t forget for a while.

Content warnings: Ronance x reader, mommydom! Nancy, Softdom!Robin, bratty!reader, praise kink, dumbification, overstimulation, oral, fingering, sextoys (dildo and vibrator), nipple play, nipple sucking, oral fixation, light bondage (wrists tied)

18+ minors dni!!

Word count: 4365

•Fic is also posted on ao3•

Masterlist

It had all started when you and Nancy picked up Robin from work.

You were needy for your doms and missed them both like crazy when they were away, so of course you threw yourself in Robin's arms as soon as you saw her.

She smiled at you and kissed your lips, before complementing the pink bow, tied in your hair.

“It is pretty isn't it?” Nancy added then, “We decided to look extra cute for you today, didnt we?”

The dumbifying tone that Nancy used made your brain all fuzzy and you felt the need to be even closer to Robin, so you grabbed ahold of her and pulled you closer to you. You slid your hand down over Robin's ass and squeezed.

“Hey there, ms. travel-hands, where do you think you're going?” Robin said, as she took your hand in hers, she brought your hands up to her lips and kissed your knuckles.

“But Rooobin, I wanna touch you.” you whined. Which earned a quick, alarming; “Behave” from Nancy. You grumbled a bit.

“Later baby, I promise, now be a good girl and listen to Nance.” Robin said and kissed your now pouty bottom lip.

“Buuuut, later is ages away!” you said, now looking towards Nancy. She took a step towards you and grabbed ahold of your chin, tilting your chin up until your eyes met hers.

“ You quit your whining, okay?” she said.

“Okay mommy” you mumbled, barely audible for anyone other than you and Nancy.

“Good baby” she said and pressed a kiss to the top of your head before she let go of your chin.

It got worse when you got bored as Nancy was trying on a heap of work appropriate skirts and blouses for what felt like an eternity.

“This is booooring” you sighed dramatically and threw yourself backwards on the bench you were sat on, landing with your head in Robin's lap.

“She'll be finished soon enough.” Robin said and ran her thumb soothingly over your cheek.

“But I don't want to sit here and just wait.. can't I just wander for a bit?” you said and rose from the bench.

“You're here because I need your advice, now quit whining and sit your ass down before I pull you over my lap right here in the dressing room.” Nancy said from the other side of the curtain.

You thought about sneaking away, since Nancy wouldn´t immediately see, but Robin of course knew what you were thinking.

“You heard Nance.” she said. “Cmere”

She pulled you down in her lap. Now you were trapped until Nancy finished.

She opened the curtain and showed you a blazer and skirt combo that both you and Robin gave a thumbs up. On her way back though she didn’t close the curtain entirely all the way which gave you quite the show of Nancy undressing.

You watched as her back muscles flexed, as she turned around you watched as her perfect tits came into view, only covered by a thin, purple, lace bralette.

The view combined with the heat from Robin's body beneath brought on a familiar tingle. Now you truly tried to be discreet, but Robin noticed straight away what you were trying to achieve, squirming around on her lap.

“Hey princess, I would stop that if I were you.” Robin warned, knowing ultimately that the stricter of the two doms would hear as well.

“But Robin, I need you.” You said, turning towards her, you ran a hand down from Robin´s shoulder, towards her boob.

Robin was about to protest when the curtain opened.

“Get up brat.” Nancy said, emerging from the dressing room in her own clothes. You flew up at the sound of her words.

After that she turned towards Robin.

“Take her back to the car, I´ll catch up with you.”

The car ride had been mostly silent, you didn't dare to say a word, knowing a punishment was awaiting.

Nancy´s jaw was tense during the entire car ride, which showed how little patience she had left.

inside the empty Wheelerhouse the three of you made your way up the stairs towards the bedroom that all were so familiar with.

Nancy didn’t have to say a word, she simply pointed towards the bed and you said down.

“Now Robin, what are we about to do with this brat?” Nancy said, and placed a hand under your chin, tilting your head up. “She obviously can’t control her hands or her mouth”

“She also seems to have some trouble that was worth wiggling about for,” Robin said, reminding Nancy.

“Such a desperate little brat, we’re going to have to look into that then won’t we?” Nancy said with a smirk. “But let’s take care of these wandering hands first”

Robin nodded and you thought about what they were about to do…

You knew of the “pleasure chest” that Nancy had under her bed, you pretty much knew it’s content by heart, and among the sextoys in there you had seen a small whip and a blindfold… but no handcuffs or rope. So what were they about to do with your hands?

But when Nancy began to undo your bow you realised.

“I’m gonna need this” she said, you whimpered a little in response. You still wanted to look extra cute for the two of them.

As if she read your mind Robin said:

“You look just as cute without it”

She pecked the top of your head as Nancy came around and ordered you to hold out your hands.

The brunette was quickly with her hands,wrapping up your wrists, tying them together.

Once she was finished she squatted down in front of you, looking you in the eyes.

“Now I expect you to keep quiet, you can whimper, you can moan, you can cry if you want to, but not a single word should come out of that mouth unless it’s a safeword, have I made myself clear?” She said.

You nodded, feeling unsure about whether you should answer her aloud or not.

“You can always confirm with words baby” Robin said, once again reading your mind.

“Yes mommy.” You replied, looking at Nancy.

“Good girl princess” Robin said, praising you.

“Now I expect you to stay good.” Nancy said, running a hand over your hair. “or else I will find a way to gag you.”

Your eyes widened at her words and you looked at Robin.

“Oh yeah, she means it.” she said, and leant towards you. “Now be the good girl I know you are.”

Nancy instructed you to lay down in the middle of the bed, then she attached your bound arms to the headboard.

“Now let's see what all that wiggling was about?” Robin said and with a nod from Nancy she pulled off both the jeans you had on and your panties in one swift movement. You gasped a little at the cool air coming in contact with your lower half.

“I suspect that this little brat is a bit wet and needy or what do you think?” Nancy said as she glanced at your cunt.

“I mean there is only one way to find out.” Robin said. “Spread your legs a bit baby”

You did as told as Nancy and Robin took place at the foot of the bed.

“Lets take a closer look.” Nancy said and ran two fingers down your slit, then spreading your lips apart, exposing your clit and entrance to the two women watching you.

You felt heat rise to your face, it felt so good and so embarrassing at the same time, all in a mix that somehow made you even more turned on.

“Isnt that gorgeous?” Robin said. Nancy hummed agreeingly.

“It's so sensitive, I mean look at this.” Nancy lightly brushed over your clit, which made your muscles pulsate as you let out a whimper. You wanted to beg for more but knew better.

“I wonder what it tastes like,” Robin said, looking at Nancy with a sparkle in her eye. It was a question that you knew that she knew the answer to.

It was at that moment when you realised what this punishment was going to be all about, they were going to make you cum until you weren't able to know your own name.

And it was all going to start with Robin Buckley's very skilled tongue.

“Try it for yourself.” Nancy said, keeping her fingers on you stead as Robin lowered her face towards your aching cunt.

Your thighs instantly twitched as Robin's tongue met your clit.

“Keep still, pretty girl.” Nancy said and laid a hand on your thigh. You let out a low moan, and Nancy chuckled. “I know baby, She is that good.”

Nancy removed the hand from your cunt as Robin took over, flicking your clit relentlessly with her tongue as she started to circle your hole with her finger.

“Fuck you taste so good baby” Robin moaned, a moan which vibrated through your core.

Nancy moved her way up the bed, beginning to unbutton your blouse, pulling down your bra to expose your tits.

”There they are,” Nancy said, smiling up at you, she leaned down towards your nipples, blowing cool air on them before she took one in her mouth, biting lightly on the sensitive bud.

It was unusual, Nancy’s lips on your nipples, it was usually the other way around, your lips attached to Nancy (or Robins) nipples (or fingers) to satisfy your oral fixation.

Nancy alternated between nipples as Robin worked her magic, bringing you closer to orgasm by the second.

“She is getting close, Robin,” Nancy warned. “Keep going.”

Robin put her lips around your poor aching clit and plunged two fingers into you as Nancy flicked her tongue over one of your nipples and pinched the other.

You felt the coil in your stomach tighten and then it felt like it snapped as Robin sucked hard on your clit. It was like a shockwave that went through your entire body, your legs shook and you arched your back pulling on the restraints.

Every moan imaginable escaped your lips and you really had to hold back to not let words slip out with it.

“Keep pumping those fingers for me.” Nancy said as Robin's head came up from between your legs.

Robin did as Nancy asked, keeping the two fingers inside of you brushing lightly but relentlessly against your g-spot.

Nancy hopped off the bed and disappeared down under it, to retrieve something.

“You did so good for me, baby” Robin praised, running her other hand up and down your inner thigh reassuringly. “Came so hard, doing so very well, this feels nice right?”

You nodded, slowly feeling the coil in your stomach build up again.

“You can take out the fingers now” Nancy demanded, and Robin obliged. Leaving your cunt empty and pulsating.

“My turn” Nancy said with a mischievous smirk and took Robin place at the foot of the bed.

You who now were without stimulation started to pull your legs together trying to create some friction, but Nancy of course noticed immediately and brought down her hand popping you hard on your inner thigh, making your eyes water slightly.

“I thought I told you to keep still?” She said, tone stern. You shrunk into the pillows behind you, feeling embarrassed for being scolded at.

Nancy pinched the hood of your clit, just holding it, making you whine and whimper even more from the lack of friction. But instead of paying you any attention she turned to Robin.

“I brought out the surprise, I know you said it might be better to wait, but I think this is the perfect moment” Nancy said.

You had no idea what she was talking about, but apparently Robin did.

“Are you sure she can take it?” Robin questioned.

You swallowed hard at the question, what were they going to do?

“We’re just gonna have to make sure of that now won’t we?” Nancy said ruthlessly. “Now since she obviously can’t keep still then we’re gonna have to help her with that”

Robin only nodded in response and got to work immediately. She detached your still bound wrists from the headboard and placed herself in between you and it.

She threaded your arms over her own head, so now you were back against Robin's chest, wrists resting at the nape of her neck. She then grabbed ahold of your thighs, spreading your legs even wider.

“Gotta spread wide for mommy, princess” Robin said into your ear, you moaned in response.

Nancy got comfortable in between your legs and started to circle your entrance with her pointer finger.

“Now this is mommy’s favourite view” Nancy stated, looking at you, spread eagle, whiny and needy for her. “You’re just so gorgeous like this, and so responsive to everything I do”

As she said the word she flicked over your clit once making you spasm and moan.

“Now let’s see how many fingers mommy can fit in here?” she said, easily sliding in the finger that was circling your entrance.

You whimpered at the feeling, it was good but nowhere near enough.

“That’s one. Is that enough for you baby?” Nancy asked, you shook your head against Robin's shoulder.

“I’ll take that as a no.” Nancy chuckled and added another one. “How about two?”

You moaned at the familiar feeling of Nancy's fingers inside you.

“Yeah that's better” Nancy said agreeing with your moans, “But I’m think you can take three, easy”

You nodded at her suggestion, feeling needy for more.

Nancy pulled out the two fingers and plunged three back in. You moaned loudly and Robin kissed your cheek.

“You are doing so well princess,” she said.

“How do you feel about three?” Nancy asked, as she scissored her fingers inside of you, making your moan hitch in your throat.

“I can tell you like it by the way you cling to my fingers baby” Nancy said, running her nails against your inner thigh as the three fingers pumped in and out of you getting slicker by the minute.

“Now to prepare you properly for mommy’s surprise I’m gonna add a fourth finger okay?” Nancy announced and you felt yourself tense up a little, it wasn’t something you had done before, usually three fingers were equivalent to the size of your usual strap on.

“You can take it, I know you can,” Robin said, placing a kiss on your cheekbone.

“There we go, you are doing so well for mommy” Nancy praised as she fitted four of her fingers inside of you.

It felt unusual and incredible at the same time, you felt the coil in your stomach build intensely and you wanted to cum again.

Nancy could tell, of course she could.

“You wanna cum baby?” She asked, you nodded vigorously, arching your back as she plunged her fingers deeper into you.

“You can cum, princess,” she said, “just know that I’m not done with you yet.”

You didn’t need any more permission than that, the tight coil in your stomach snapped and once again you came.

As you came down from the high Nancy withdrew her fingers, you now used to the feeling of them filling you up, whimpered at the loss.

“Feeling empty baby?” Robin murmured into your ear, which earned another whine from you in response.

“I would be careful with the whining, you never know what you’ll receive..” Nancy warned as you fiddled with something that you couldn’t see.

When she returned to her spot in between your thighs she had a vicious smile.

“Ready to see mommy’s surprise baby?”

You nodded and Nancy presented a large silicone dildo in a faint tinted purple colour.

You felt both shocked and turned on at the sight,

But it was so big, would it even fit?and if I didn’t would you disappoint your doms?

Robin picked up on your doubt and started peppering kisses to the side of your face.

“Relax for me princess, now just keep your legs spread and take it like a good girl.”

You relaxed into her reassurance as Nancy started to run the dildo up and down your slit, brushing against your clit as she lubed up the dildo with your own slick.

“Ready to take mommy’s cock, pretty girl?” Nancy asked as she aligned the dildo with your entrance.

You nodded, both Nancy and Robin reminded you of your safeword as the brunette started to work the dildo into you.

She worked in sections, giving you some time to adjust and soon enough the entire thing was inside you, you felt it grace your cervix and the constant pressure on you g- spot was almost too much.

“That's it, good girl” Nancy said as you took the entire dildo. “Now let’s see if mommy’s cock can make you cum”

Nancy began ruthlessly working the dildo in and out of you at a quick pace. The overwhelming pleasure brought tears to your eyes and soon enough they were running down your cheeks at the same pace as the moans that left your lips.

“Happy tears princess?” Robin asked to which you nodded.

“Awh my little baby, crying because she loves mommy’s cock so much” Nancy said as she picked up the pace now pounding the dildo into your greedy cunt.

It took all the little self control that you had to not scream out at the intense pleasure you felt.

“Wanna cum on mommy’s cock?” Nancy asked and you nodded repeatedly. “Okay baby, but not until I say, okay sweet thing?”

You nodded again and tried your best to not cum that very second.

“I’m gonna count down okay baby? Three, two, one, cum for me”

And you did, it felt like fireworks and explosions set off inside you as Nancy pumped the dildo in and out of you.

You let out an inhuman noise brought on by pure pleasure and both Nancy and Robin smiled when they heard it, taking immense pride in being the ones making you feel this way.

“Hey, baby you there?” Nancy asked, rubbing her hands on your thighs. “You can answer me with words”

“Uh yes, god,I’m here” you moan, throwing your head back against Robin's shoulder.

“Good, good baby, you took that so very well” Nancy praised, and Robin was not far behind.

“Our best girl, doing so very good for us.” She said.

Nancy slowly eased the dildo out of you and you felt both relieved and a bit empty, your brain clouded with your Dom’s and their praise.

You wanted to hear it again, you wanted to cum again.

Nancy turned her attention back to you when she put the dildo aside.

“Now I think this little bud is feeling neglected aren’t it?” She said, and pinched your clit.

You shuddered a little at the oversensitivity that you felt but nodded at her question.

“I have something to help with that” she said and

pulled out your favourite vibrator.

She switched it on a low setting but didn’t press it up against you immediately.

Instead she looked at Robin.

“Now do you remember what the record is for the amount of orgasms in one session?” Nancy asked.

“I believe it’s four, isn’t that right princess?” Robin responded looking down at you.

You almost missed what she said as you focused on the vibrator in Nancy’s hand. But when you realised you nodded.

You remembered the time you reached four, you had almost fainted from pleasure and oh god it had been worth it.

“Now I’m thinking we push it,” Nancy said, finally bringing the vibrator down to your clit. “How do you feel about six?”

You didn’t reflect on it for long, the part of your brain desperate to please and the vibrations on your clit decided for you.

You nodded.

“You are amazing, baby,” Robin said and kissed the top of your head.

“Okay, I won’t stop until you either reach six orgasms or you call a safeword okay? It’s up to you baby.” Nancy said and then she turned up the intensity, and you felt yourself disappear into your own head, feeling fuzzy and complete.

Robin noticed you drop into subspace completely and let go of the grip that she had on your thighs. She knew that in this state you wouldn’t do anything but obey.

As she suspected, you kept your legs spread. Her fingers came up to your nipples, flicking them.

“You are doing so well.” She murmured into your hair.

Nancy nuzzled the vibrator closer to your clit and you let out a deep moan.

“You are a very good girl, are you getting close, baby?” Nancy said,

You nodded your head and moaned some more.

“Cum for us baby” Robin said and you didn’t need much more encouragement than that.

The orgasm pulsated throughout your entire body and in that moment it felt like it would never stop, but eventually you started to come down from

your high, but in that moment Nancy increased the intensity and pressed the vibrator impossibly closer to you.

“Give me another one, right away baby I know you can do it.” Nancy encouraged.

Your clit felt like it was on fire and your brain was so cloudy that you couldn’t really tell what was up and down at that moment.

“Oh fuck mommy. More, more, more.” You moaned out, totally forgetting that you weren’t supposed to talk.

Robin glanced at Nancy trying to gauge her reaction.

“Shut her up will you?” Nancy said and nodded towards you before she started to rub the vibrator up and down, bringing you closer to the expected multiple orgasm.

Robin nodded towards Nancy and then turned towards you.

“Open up for me princess” Robin said and within seconds your mouth opened and you took two of her fingers with ease, moaning around them.

Your fifth orgasm came not a minute later and it was if possible even better than the one before.

“You are doing so well, only one more left” Robin said.

Nancy let you come down a little more after this orgasm but to your surprise she plunged 3 fingers into your sensitive cunt, instantly attacking your g-spot as she kept the vibrator steady on your clit.

If Robin's fingers weren’t in your mouth then you would have cursed out loud, but now you just whimpered and moaned around them.

“Cmon now princess, cum hard one last time for mommy, you have been so good for me today, one more and we’re finished.”

It was those words that did it for you, cause it was Nancy who you had disappointed today and now here with a desperate need to please her you did everything you could to hear her say that, to have mommy call you a good girl.

You felt the orgasm build up inside you again but this time something felt different, it was even more intense and suddenly the coil snapped and you cried out around Robin's fingers, with tears streaming down your cheeks.

“Holy fuck Princess” Nancy said, looking shocked at her hands and the vibrator still pressed against your aching cunt.

“What?” Robin asked, she had been occupied with looking at your face as you came.

“She squirted Rob” Nancy said, smiling proudly as she switched off the vibrator.

“I’m so proud of you princess” Robin said and kissed your forehead. She then slowly removed her fingers from your mouth which only resulted in more tears and whining from you.

She untied your hands and kissed your temple once more.

You were euphoric, overwhelmed and sobbing at the same time,

You needed reassurance from Nancy, because she was the one to initiate this punishment and all the guilt you felt was towards her.

Robin knew this and knew that her words wouldn’t really work to calm you down and bring you back, so instead she got out of bed.

“I’ll go prepare and then I’ll be back” Robin said to Nancy, pecking her on the lips.

“I’ve got her” Nancy reassured and then Robin disappeared into the bathroom.

“Cmere, mommy’s here baby” Nancy said, turning all her attention towards you.

She position herself beside you and you crawled into her arms,

“I’m sorry mommy, for being a brat” you sobbed,

Nancy kissed the top of your head and ran a hand over your hair as she wiggled out of her top and unclasped her bra.

“It's okay, baby it’s all okay, you did so good, you were mommy’s and Robin's good girl, taking everything we gave you like the perfect girl you are.” She reassured and tried to tilt your head up to make eye contact with you as she said it. But you were still near hysterics coming down from it all. “Princess, do you need to be extra close to mommy?” Nancy asked seriously, This wasn’t the first time it had happened.

“Mommy” you whimpered, which answered the question.

“Cmere baby.” Nancy guided your lips to her nipple and you took it in your mouth immediately, you sucked on it, feeling Nancy’s calming body heat against yours, it also forced you to even out your breathing. Nancy ran her hand over your hair and whispered reassuring words.

Robin reappeared and saw you and Nancy on the bed, you with your eyes half open, mouth around Nancy’s nipples, clinging to her with an arm around her waist. With her reassuring you of how loved you were.

She tiptoed in, she had a damp washcloth, some water and chocolate as well as a soft robe for you with her.

“Did we push her too far today?” She whispered to Nancy.

“Nah, she just needs a little extra time today. We fucked you out completely, didn’t we baby?” Nancy replied, directing the last question towards you.

You hummed in response.

“I’ll wait a little until I’ll clean you up then baby, okay?” Robin said, taking place on the other side of you, hugging you from behind.

You then softly murmured:

“I love you two.”

“We love you too”

[lightvixxen]

Ik we all love dom Nancy, but I can't help but think she'd be submissive for Robin. Like, she's always the strong one, always the one in charge and always at the top of the food chain. When she's alone with Robin I just think she'd be willing to let her guard downa and be Robin's plaything.

Tbh i think Nancys a switch who leans more towards the dom side…mainly bc I’m a sub and a whore for her BUT YES!! Sub!nancy and dom!robin!!

Nancy begging Robin to take control of her, force her to not to think, to fill her head with pleasure!!! Of course Robin obliges, she can’t deny Nancy.

Nancy literally lets Robin do whatever she wants with her body when they’re alone, even if it means Robin spending hours between Nancys thighs making her cum over and over and over again!!