munch!trinity who begs you to let her eat you out after a stressful shift, getting on her knees in front of you the second she comes home
munch!trinity who gets off on your moans, grinding against the mattress to get some relief, any relief
âfuckâŚâ she whimpers against your clit, finally getting to taste you. you throw your head back in pleasure, scraping your nails against her scalp
your sweet noises and the feeling of your fingers pulling her hair cause trinity to whine your name, moving the blanket underneath her in between her legs
she grinds against the blanket, feeling how slick her pussy is against the fabric. the tough material against her clit is so delicious, and your soundsâŚ.she cums before you do
munch!trinity who from the moment you first came on her lips could not stop thinking about you doing it again
munch!trinity who plays with her pussy while eating yours, letting out soft gasps against you when her fingers rub circles against her clit
munch!trinity who has the firmest grip on your thighs, leaving bruises along your hips
munch!trinity who whines when youâre too busy to let her eat you out
munch!trinity who begs to eat you out when youâre working from home. she canât help being turned on at your concentrated face
âplease? iâll be so good, youâll focus so much better afterwardsâ she has a sly grin on her face.
you glare at her, turning back to the pile of work you have to do on your desk. youâve been working on a case for three hours straight, and are losing focus fast.
trinity slides her hands up your thighs, already taking her place on the floor. her puppy eyes are staring up at you, pleading you to let her taste you.
you lose all resolve, and nod you head. she takes all of 4 seconds to have your pants and underwear on the floor.
munch!trinity who is obsessed with kissing and marking your thighs, almost claiming her place
âfuck you, i canât go to vicâs beach trip with all these hickiesâ you laugh staring at your legs in the mirror. the perpetrator lies on your bed behind you, blushing remembering the hours she spent between your thighs.
âthose took a lot of hard work to make, i hope you knowâŚâ
synopsis: Just imagine tying Paige up and fucking yourself on a vibrator while she watchesâŚbegging to either touch you or get touchedâŚcould read as draft!Paige since she had that tie.Â
warnings: smut
w/c: 1k
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Paigeâs wrists are tied up above her head, binding her to her headboard as she watches your movements. Her hands flex as she pulls against her own tie keeping her constrained, something youâd both been eager to do all evening.
You circle your clit with the vibrator, lowering it slightly to tease your hole. You let out a breathless moan as your head rolls back from pleasure. Paigeâs eyes are trained on how wet you are, leaking over the vibe and onto the bedsheets under you.Â
âPlease, come on, I need to touch you,â she pants out, eyes going glossy when you shake your head, ignoring her.Â
Your legs spread farther, and Paige feels her clit throb between her own at the sounds of your pussy clenching around nothing. She lets out whines when she canât undo the tie, head dropping back in frustration.Â
Her eyes drift up to your tits, where your other hand is palming and pulling at your nipples as moans spill from your lips. You open your eyes, making eye contact with her when you push the tip of the vibe in your pussy, a drawn out moan of her name leaving your mouth.Â
She clenches her thighs together, trying to ignore how hard her pussyâs throbbing for you, with her eyes unblinking and focused on only you and everything youâre doing. Your hips move in a circular motion, grinding down on the vibe, letting out moans of her name.Â
âYou know Iâd make you feel so much better than that, please let me touch youâ sheâs desperate now, legs shaking without having even been touched. Sheâs getting off on your moans and movements, begging you to let her touch you. You roll your eyes at her words. Sheâd begged you to tie her up earlier tonight, and this is what she wanted after all.Â
Your pussy clenches around nothing again, more arousal spilling out from your pussy. You let out a gasp when you feel it seep down your fingers, wetting them even more. Paige eyes your fingers, eyes flitting up to meet yours so you get what she needs.
You smile, lifting your fingers up to her mouth and slipping them in. Paige lets out a moan when she finally tastes you, letting her eyes roll back as she sucks on your fingers. Her tongue moves expertly around your fingers, and you slightly push them deeper down her throat.Â
She goes a bit cross eyed, focusing on the feeling of your fingers and taste in her mouth. Her head dips forward, forcing your fingers further down her throat while she maintains eye contact.Â
âThatâs it, you can take it, canât you?â she lets out another whine at your words, nodding her head. âGood girl.â Tears are gathering in the corners of her eyes as she grinds against the air, knowing itâs hopeless in making her feel any pleasure.Â
You remove your fingers, almost missing the quiet and desperate âNo!â that leaves her lips as you bring her spit soaked fingers down to your cunt, slowly pushing them inside you. Your hips move up and down as you ride your fingers, pressing and circling the vibe down onto your clit.Â
Sheâs beyond frustrated and wet at this point, just needing your hands on her. She needs your mouth on her, needs to feel your fingers inside her, needs to feel you on top of her, needs to hear your praises in her ears.Â
A wet patch has formed on the bed underneath your desperate girlfriend, the mark making you practically salivate. You throw your head back, whimpers flying out of your lips as you move your fingers inside you in a âcome hitherâ motion, pushing against the spot that has your legs squeezing shut.Â
You cum with a cry of her lips, clenching your eyes shut as you feel your cum leaking down your thighs and onto her already ruined sheets. Paige throws her head back, the sounds of her name being yelled like that making her cum untouched, legs squeezing together as she lets out a broken whimper of your name.Â
You slow the movements of the vibe, allowing yourself to come down. You glance at Paige, her head still resting against the pillow, neck fully exposed for you. You notice her cum leaking out of her pussy, and reach up to stroke her thighs in comfort.
Her eyes fly open, tears running down her flushed face. You toss the vibe off to the side, and climb on her lap to stroke her face. âYou okay baby? That wasnât too much?â your hands move to untie her wrists as she shakes her head no.Â
Her wrists are red from her straining against her tie all night, and you press kisses on her skin, giving her a moment to catch her breath. Sheâs panting, still crying when you pull her in to kiss all over her face, mumbling praises into her skin.
âYou took that so well, baby,â you emphasize each word with kisses on whatever part of her face you can reach. You pull back to see her perfect blue eyes staring at you, tears still shining in them.Â
You lie down, manoeuvring her to lie on top of you, still massaging the skin of her wrists. Her breathing has returned to her usual calm beat, tears drying up. Her head rests against your chest, before she sits up to press her lips to yours, mutters of âI love you,â escaping.Â
She sits up next to you, propping herself up on her elbow to look at you lying down. Your fingers play with the strands of her hair that are hanging over you, tucking them behind her ear and stroking her cheek.
âNever knew you could cum just from watching me,â youâre cocky right now, pleased with how she reacts to just watching you. You watch her face turn a bright red shade as she sucks on her teeth and lets out, âYeah yeah, donât gotta say that you know.â
âJust thought youâd want the reminder,â itâs your turn to prop yourself on your elbow, pressing a kiss on her lips, moaning into it when you feel her tongue slide into your mouth.Â
iâve never actually talked to 95% of my mutuals but that doesnât stop me from automatically thinking âfriend!!â whenever their icons pop up in my feed
the music is blasting through paige's speaker, and the laughs and giggles of the team fill your ears. in honour of paige's birthday, a much-needed night-in was proposed, and after a little bit of drinking, your girlfriend certainly feels celebrated. the girls all piled into her, jana, and allie's dorm earlier today, decorating the place, ordering in dinner, and enjoying their time together.
paige takes two shot glasses, and turns to you with a smile plastered across her flushed face. "bottoms up, come here." she hands you the shot, both of you grimacing when the liquor hits your tongues.
"happy birthday baby," you pull her in for a kiss, ignoring the teasing remarks of your teammates. she pulls away to kiss your forehead, and pull you in by the waist to rest her chin on your head, while you watch kk and morgan argue on live, while sarah serves as moderator.
"you know, allie and jana agreed you can have the dorm to yourself," you say, nodding towards the door. paige smiles down at you, asking, "and what do you have planned for us tonight?"
âa little something to treat my girl tonight,â you lean up to kiss her softly. âwell then weâd better hurry up and get the place to ourselves,â she teases, deepening the kiss.
you laugh and shove her away slightly, pulling her back towards the girls so you two can say your goodbyes. "have fun!" allie lets out, hugging you both. "not too much please!" jana adds, cackling at the glare paige sends her.
after many goodbyes and happy birthday's from the team, you and paige usher everyone out of the dorm, and she promptly hurries you into her bedroom. her lips press onto yours with fervor, hands gripping your waist to press your body against her. your tongue slides into her mouth, earning you a small groan from paige.
your hands slip under her shirt, fingers rubbing softly at the bare skin as she flexes her stomach at the feeling. you deepen the kiss, and slide her shirt above her chest, momentarily disconnecting your lips from hers to let her take it off. she throws it on the floor, pausing to smile and admire the way your eyes rake over her arms and bare chest.
"knew youâd check me out," she says in a teasing tone. you roll your eyes at her words, allowing her to pull you onto the bed and into her lap. you pull her in for another kiss, fingers tangling in her hair as she lets out a small moan at the feeling.
"need this off of you," she mutters into the kiss, pulling at your shirt. before you can react, she's pulling it off of you, making quick work to remove your bra. her hands rub at your waist, lips pressing against yours where she whispers out, "been waiting all night for this."
her lips drag onto your jawline, sucking faint marks into your skin. you throw your head back slightly, enjoying the feeling of her lips against you, and her hands feeling up every part of you she can reach. the pads of her fingers massage your tits, and paige leans down to circle her tongue over one of your nipples as more moans fall from your lips.
you grind softly against her lap, revelling in her mouth as she switches tit, running her teeth over it for a second before wrapping her lips around your nipple. as good as that feels, tonight is about her, and all she can do is occupy herself with how you're feeling.
you push her shoulders back, stroking her cheek when she pouts up at you. "come on baby, tonight is about making you feel good," you move, allowing her to shift up a bit so she can be relaxed on the pillows, and climb back onto her torso. "and why can't i return the favour early?" she teases, fingers playing with the hem of your shorts.
"you're not convincing me of anything else bueckers," you lean in to kiss her once more, "tonight i need you to feel good." you feel her smile against your lips at your words, and her body fully relaxing under you.
you reach your hands in the band of her sweatpants, pulling them off along with her boxers, leaving your girl bare underneath you. her legs part underneath you, and you grind against her, the hem of your shorts brushing against her clit.
she's squirming under you, rotating her hips to match your movements. soft begs escape her lips, whining for you not to tease since it's her special birthday. your hand drifts down to her clit, softy rubbing circles, before moving down to tease her hole. she throws her head back in pleasure, becoming frustrated that you were still partially clothed.
"fuck, i need these shorts off of you too," she paws at them, a little too lost in the pleasure she's already feeling. you slide your shorts off quickly, throwing them to some corner of her room.
paige's eyes drag up and down your body, tilting her head to look up at you and leans up to pull you in for a soft kiss. "you're so beautiful, the best birthday gift i could get," the laugh she lets out trails off into a moan when you grind against her abs. she can feel how wet you are against her stomach, and flexes underneath you.
"lay back baby," you command against her lips. paige pushes her body back against the pillow, fingers trailing over your neck to push you further down her body. you leave hickeys as you continue downwards, stopping at her tits.
her nipples are perking up from her arousal, drawing your mouth to them as you tease her, drawing out frustrated moans from her lips. "baby no teasing, not tonight," she moans out, gasping slightly at the end of her sentence when your fingers tease her cunt.
"you have to tell me what you want, paige," your words send vibrations onto her nipple, and she arches her back into you. "fuck, i want your fingers, your mouth, anything. please," her moans are turning more breathless the more needy she becomes.
you smile against her tits, leaning up to press a kiss on her lips, before continuing your hickey attack on her chest and stomach, slowly making your way down to where she's begging you. she's so fucking wet after all your teasing, and you can't help but teasinly run your fingers up and down her slit. she clenches around nothing, anticipating the feeling of your fingers inside you.
"who got you this wet baby?" you can't resist hearing her words fall so quickly from her mouth. "you did, it's always you," her arm drapes across her eyes, and she arches her back when you blow air teasingly against her clit.
paige's thighs find their way around your shoulder, pushing you into her cunt. you allow her to do so, attaching your mouth to her clit. you eyes close when you finally taste her, letting out a moan that paige can feel vibrate against her. her hands fly down to your head, pushing you further into her.
her hips grind against your face, riding your tongue when you push it inside of her. her thighs close around your head, blocking out her sweet whimpers and praises. you wrap an arm around her thigh, teasing her clit with the tip of your finger, while you let her move your head, and ride her tongue just how she likes.
after all your previous teasing, she's already so close to cumming. when you slip your finger inside her, curling upwards with the movements of her hips, she speeds up the movements of her hips, begging you to add a second finger. your movements speed up the faster she rides your face, lips attaching to her clit.
she cums on your face with a cry of your name, loosening the grip she has on your head, and slowly relaxing her thighs when you coax her orgasm out of her. paige's head slumps backwards into the pillow, gasping out while she comes down. you press kisses to her thighs, slowly removing her fingers when she's done.
her body writhes under you when you climb back up to kiss her face, mumbling praises into every bit of skin you can reach. "you did so good baby, you think you can give me a few more?" you feel her nod against you at your words. "after that, i swear i'll take however many you'll give me," she laughs, stroking your cheek with her thumb, and pressing a kiss against your lips.
you move between her legs, parting them slightly to make room for you. she tenses when your stomach brushes against her cunt, letting you a small moan when you lift up her right leg, and push it against her chest. "you gonna ride me?" her lips curl into a smile when you lift your right leg to pay across her, hovering your pussy above hers.
she pulls your lips against hers, laughing slightly when you let out a "figured i'd give you a show tonight." you lean back, making eye contact with a slightly fucked-out paige, lowering yourself onto her pussy.
you both let out moans at the contact, the feelings of your clits bumping each other proving to be almost overstimulating. you grab onto her legs to stabilize yourself, grinding down against her even more, and you throw your head back. you'd been so wet all night seeing paige, and getting to taste her again, that the feeling of her wet cunt against yours nearly made you cum.
paige watches you from below, eyes trained on your mouth that's open slightly to let moans slip past your lips, all the way down to your bouncing tits in front of you. "you feel so good baby, so good on top of me," she moans out, hands reaching up to find their place on your tits, tugging at your nipples slightly.
the feeling draws your attention back on paige, nearly cumming when you see her face, tongue lolling out of her mouth slightly, her own tits bouncing with her thrusts. you remove one of your hands from her legs, wrapping your fingers around her throat for balance, and applying slight pressure.
she throws her head back, moaning out at the feeling, as her eyes glaze over slightly. "i'm so close baby, keep going," she groans when your fingers squeeze tighter. "fuck me too, i'm gonna cum on your pussy," your head rolls back, mouth hung open as you finally cum.
she grips your hips harshly when you cum, grinding down harder on her as she cums from the feeling. your orgasms wash over you both, and you let out cries of one another's names. your movements slow down as you both come back, eventually stopping.
paige feels the corners of her eyes well up with tears at the overcoming feeling of two intense orgasms, hands falling to stroke circles into her thighs to ground herself. you push the loose strands of hair back from her face, softly moving your thumbs across her cheeks to soothe her. "you doing okay baby?" you're out of breath by now, watching a satisfied smile spread across paige's lips.
"never been better, i promise," you wipe the tears from her eyes, manhandling her body so you're both laying down side by side, one leg swung over her waist. you hold her face in your hands, fingers pulling her closer to you as she moans against your lips. "do you have one more left in you?" you whisper against her mouth. "oh fuck yeah," she breathes out, pulling you in for a more desperate kiss.
you're both lazily kissing, basking in the aftermath of your orgasms. you can feel her grind into your thigh slightly, and you feel her push her thigh between your own. you're both letting out soft moans against each other's lips, sinking back into her comfortable sheets.
paige pushes her tongue into your mouth, deepening the kiss as she holds your face. her hips move harder against your thigh, and you feel her moan out against your lips. "paige, hold on," you break the kiss to reach into her drawer and pull out her favourite bullet vibrator.
she lays back on her side, watching you turn it on and dip your hand under the bed sheets. you push her lips against yours, slowly rubbing the vibe on her clit in circular motions. she moans out at the feelings, grinding down onto it.
your motions are teasing, drawing out moans and whimpers from your girlfriend. "fuck i'm gonna cum soon, please don't stop," she whines out, hips writhing against the vibe as she moves more erratically. her moans are becoming more breathy as she gets closer to cumming, barely able to kiss back as her mouth opens slightly.
"please, please, i'm cumming i can't-" she cums before she can finish her sentence, a high pitched moan leaving your girl's mouth as she finally cums for the third time that night. you suck marks into her neck as she comes down, allowing her to collapse into her bed in relief. you toss the vibe beside you, reaching over to stroke her back in comfort.
"did so good paige, always do so good for me," you whisper in her ear, feeling her head rest fully onto your chest as her breathing slowly returns back to normal.
"could never have asked for a better birthday," she teases, kissing your cheek. "hmm next year, it'll be even better," you laugh, detangling your limbs so you can clean her up. you sanitize the vibe, placing it back in her drawer, and soaking a cloth with warm water to clean her up.
paige lets out soft moans when you clean her up, still very sensitive from her night. the exhaustion is getting to her, and by the time you finish up and get back into bed, she's mostly asleep. you pull her head into her chest, letting her rest her entire body weight on you.
you press kisses on her head, and whisper soft praises while kneading at her shoulders and back, relieving all the tension. she slumps into you, slowly relaxing into your arms. you think she's asleep, until she speaks up.
"on your birthday, you'll be getting even better treatment. i promise you that," her words are soft against your neck, a certain reminder that she'll keep her promise.
baby, we don't need no towel ⢠i'ma be the one who rub your body now
paige bueckers x fem!reader
synopsis: you canât help but stare at paige when she comes over to build furniture for your dorm
warnings: suggestive, but no smut
wc: 1.5 k
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When Azzi enlisted you, Paige, and Jana to build her some shelves, who were any of you to say no to her? You all found your way onto yours and Azziâs shared living room floor, each building a different part while Azzi sat there âencouraging,â as she put it, all three of you. Two hours have passed with almost no progress being made due to you being constantly distracted by your blondie.
Itâs sinful, really, the way Paige looks right now. Toned arms flexing with every move of the power drill, back arching when she leans back up to admire her and Janaâs hard work, her abs that tense when she lifts the shelf she is currently drilling. A thin layer of sweat covers her entire body, glistening when your girlfriend moves in the soft yellow lighting. Your eyes shamelessly rake over the upper half of her body, fully appreciating the fact that only a thin black sports bra is covering the top half of her body.
Azzi sits on the couch behind you, smiling silently when she notices the way youâre gawking at your half-naked girlfriend, not even noticing how quiet youâve become, or how many pieces of the shelves youâve dropped into your own lap.
âHello?â her hand waves in front of your face, breaking your concentration on Paigeâs abs. âLittle distracted, are we?â sheâs subtly teasing you, biting her hand slightly to keep from laughing out loud at you.
Paige, sporting a very cocky smile, ego growing by the tenfold at Azziâs comments, taking a few steps closer as she turns her back to you to work on the part of the shelf Jana has been doing alone.
âYeah, anything to share thatâs interested you lately?â Paigeâs smug voice rings out, slightly raspy. She fucking knows how good she looks to you right now, and you can see it in her eyes before she moves, choosing to turn back around so all you can see is her smooth back.
You roll your eyes, looking back at the building instructions while Azzi and Jana immerse in a conversation about a movie they had both recently seen. From her crouched position on the floor, Paige can feel your eyes subtly admiring her exposed body, choosing to arch her back slightly, leaning up to stretch her arms over her head, and offer you a side view of her body. Her face is painted with a huge smirk as your eyes catch hers, and you know sheâs got you right in her trap.
You donât notice Jana waving her arms and calling for you to get your attention, determined to finally finish one set of shelves. âYeah?â you ask, slightly annoyed by all the distractions that prevent you from thinking about Paige for longer than you have been.
âWould you please help me, and hold this part of the shelf?â Janaâs voice is riddled with laughter at how long it takes you to respond and help her lift a section of the shelf frame so she can drill it in place.
Jana manages to drill in the last bit of the bar youâre holding, and you can take a small break, dropping your hands into your lap, and leaning back onto your heels. Paige slinks up beside you, nudging you with her shoulder to divert your attention away from Jana, who is muttering to herself about her next plan of action of building the shelf.
You and Paige exchange smirks, and you roll your eyes when her eyes drop to look at your tits, slightly visible in your own bra. âCome on now, eyes up here,â you point to your own eyes, hand dropping down to slightly caress and squeeze Paigeâs bicep that she had moved by your head to entice you into feeling her up.
âHey, no touching each other while Iâm hard at work, please,â Janaâs voice rings out in front of you, and you and Paige roll your eyes playfully, squeezing her bicep one last time before you stand up move past Paige to sit next to Jana to help the girl. Paige pats your ass as you walk by, earning a quick swat to the head that she canât dodge, but does get a laugh out of the girl, and she slumps down and looks at her phone.
Morgan props herself up behind Paige, showing her Azziâs story, featuring her, Jana, and you. Flashing you a quick smile behind your back, she raises her voice, âOh yeah, I get the appeal of this.â you turn around in curiosity, rolling your eyes to turn your back on Paige when she flashes you her screen, and you see Azziâs story.
Paige turns back to her screen with a smile on her lips, seemingly done with teasing you for now. Her eyes zero in on you, sitting on your heels, looking at something way off the screen that shows off your side profile. Your tits and arms are on full display in your sports bra, and Paigeâs eyes rake up and down the muscles youâre straining to lift up the shelf. Morgan notices this, laughing a little as she says, âYeah and I bet you get the appeal of that.â
She gets up to go back to her place on the couch, passing by you to send you a small âLooking good champ.â You smile at Morgan, before turning your head back to Paige.
Azzi had shown you the photo before she posted it, and while you certainly werenât denying Paige looked good in it, you did too. And you knew Paige liked how you looked in it, just as much as you liked how she did. She sends you a genuine smile, never one to not tell you how beautiful you are.
The shelves are more or less done, and everyone is unwinding for the night, all agreeing that finishing the shelves tomorrow is definitely a better idea. Will they be done tomorrow? Probably not. Does Paige care, when youâre in the kitchen, drinking some water after your work? Definitely not.
The girls are lounging on the couch and floor, moving the previously organised bolts and objects around. Paige finds her way to you, pressing a kiss to your temple when she passes by you to fish around for something in the fridge. You smile at her actions, busying yourself with playing with the rim of the glass with your finger, still eyeing your girlfriend in front of you, who still canât seem to find one shirt to wear.
Paigeâs head emerges from the fridge, face a little flushed from her knowing youâre still checking her out. 3 years together, and her heart still runs when you eye her the exact way youâre doing now. She leans into the counter beside you, eyes locked with yours while she eats something she found in the fridge.
Your own eyes drift down to her toned arms, one hand reaching out to caress her muscles. âYou know, you should come by more often like this. Iâll break some things so you can repair them,â you mumble into her ear, pressing a kiss to her shoulder.
Her face turns a deeper shade of red, finishing the last bite of her food. Your nails slightly scrape at the skin of her bicep, grazing up and down her arm as she tries, and fails, to keep her composure. Your eyes are drifting down to her lips, biting the inside of your cheek playfully up at her.
âPut a shirt on Bueckers, come on now,â you playfully push her away. âShould you be saying something like that to the hired help?,â she takes the cup out of your hand, and puts it on the counter to move closer to you,
âKidding, you know I donât mind, baby,â her tone is seductive in your ears, and you briefly glance at the girls lying in various positions among the shelf pieces, all too tired and on their phones to even pay attention to you and Paige.
You grab her hand, leading her swiftly down the hall, and into your room. Paige shuts the door behind her, and youâre quick to push her against the wall, and grab her face to finally feel her lips on yours. Her hands grab your waist, pulling you closer to her, and feeling the curve of your bare hips that she had been eyeing all night.
Youâve both worked yourselves up, both of you too eager to do anything other than jump the otherâs bones. Her face slowly heats up as you continue keeping her body against the door, enjoying the feeling of your hands running across her abs and arms, feeling her up even more than you were before.
âBeen needing you all night Paige,â you let out, pressing open-mouthed kisses on her jawline. âFuck, me too baby. I need you so bad, please,â she pants out in your ear. Her voice has lost all calmness when her hands slip under your bra, fingers grazing over the slightly exposed skin. Her head leans down to suck marks onto your neck, hand landing back on your hips to guide you onto your bed.
You both fall down onto the bed, you landing on top of her, as she whispers promises into your neck of making all your time staring at her worth it by the end of the night. You let out a sigh in her ears when she tugs your bra off, fingers massaging your tits while she lowers her mouth down to your chest.
synopsis: you and paige find a stray kitten on the way to your guysâ apartment
warnings: none!
w/c: 627
âleave it.â
âno.â
âpaigeâŚ.leave. it.â
the "it" in question is a cat that has approached where you and your girlfriend are standing, no doubt eagerly waiting to be taken into a home.
it's big eyes follow paige's movement as she crouches down to whisper a few "pspspsps" at the curious kitten.
"baby i don't think it working," you laugh, looking at the kitten that seems more interested in what its paws look like.
paige glares up at you from her position on the ground, losing her balance a bit as she leans into your legs. your hand drifts down to her soft blonde hair, playing with a strand as she continues her efforts at getting the cat to approach you both.
the cat has slowly started walking towards the pair of you, finally ending up a few paces in front of paige. you slowly move to sit on your heels, leaning on paige for balance.
paige's voice is soft when she speaks again. "hey, are you lost?" the kitten takes a cautious step forwards, seemingly drawn in by her sweet voice.
you hold out your hand towards the cat, trying to get it to sniff you before it comes closer. the cat moves its head slowly towards your stretched palm, rubbing against it softly.
"that's so not fair. i get a turn petting it next," you roll your eyes at paige's voice directly in your ear, watching the kitten lay down and stretch out before you both.
you stroke its belly cautiously, while paige teases the kitten by playing with its paws. leaning on your shoulder, you feel her lips graze the skin by your ears as she whispers "you knowâŚthe building allows cats..."
that's how you and paige end up with a kitten, now known to be a boy, on the subway ride to your shared apartment. paige has wrapped the cat in the sleeve of her sweater, stroking behind his ears to comfort him.
the walk to your building is full of laughter at picking a name for the little guy, both of you refusing to agree on what to name him.
"paige, im sorry but 'whiskers' is a terrible name for a cat. i think a four year old would be make creative," you tease your girlfriend, slipping your hand into hers.
"mhmm, that's such a great point." she rolls her eyes with sarcasm. "i still stand by the idea that 'michael' is worse."
"no no but you don't get the vision, okay?" you're both standing at the front door of the apartment, and paige is smiling as you fumble with your keys in concentration.
"michael cera is such a good name for this little baby, look at him!"
the door opens, and you and paige take off your jackets and shoes, paige putting the kitten on the ground so he can explore his new home. he quickly finds an old zip tie that seems to have been left on the ground, and occupies himself by accidentally kicking it around in excitement.
you're laughing at his antics, before feeling paige's arms circling your waist to pull you closer to her. her chin rests on your shoulder, lips pressing kisses on your cheek and jawline. "i'll agree to the name michael, only if that means i get to pick the name of the next pet. deal?"
turning back to face your girlfriend, her face slightly pink with the excitement of having a kitten, you smile at her and lean in to kiss her.
"you absolutely have yourself a deal. but only because there was no way we were letting him live the rest of his life with the name whiskers," you press a kiss to her nose, laughing when she rubs it off in mock anger.
threw her arms around my neck ⢠show me how you do it
at a party to celebrate the teamâs win, morgan canât stop noticing the guy who keeps flirting with her girlfriend
it doesn't matter though ⢠he doesn't have what it takes to be with a girl like me *coming soon
morgan watches you go on disappointing dates with others, all for you to realize itâs her you need (inspired by Super Graphic Ultra Modern Girl)
you looked back at me once ⢠but i looked back two times *coming soon
some moments with morgan where you both toe the line between friends and more-than-just-friendsďżź
but iâm a cheerleader *coming soon
request: would you write a Morgan Cheli fic where she has gained a crush on the reader whoâs a sophomore cheerleader for uconn. Morgans always trying to flirt with her, and the reader doesnât register her feelings for Morgan at first ?
paige bueckers:
the love cats
you and paige find a stray kitten on the way to your guysâ apartment
baby, we don't need no towel ⢠iâma be the one who rub your body now
you canât help but stare at paige when she comes over to build furniture for your dorm (inspired by azziâs delicious story)
birthday sex (18+)
why not treat your girl on her birthday?
I just want your lips right between my hips (18+)
Just imagine tying Paige up and fucking yourself on a vibrator while she watchesâŚcould read as draft!Paige since she had that tie
ânetflix and chillâ (18+) *coming soon*
inspired by that one clip of paige and azzi. sheâs just a big fan of netflix yâall
nika mĂźhl:
get freaky ⢠she got a tattoo right by her bikini that say âeat meâ (18+) *coming soon*
you get a new tattoo, and your girlfriend approves
I could be a good mother ⢠and I wanna be your wife *coming soon*
Morgan cheli being soo protective over y/n pls đ
threw her arms around my neck ⢠show me how you do it
morgan cheli x girlfriend!reader
synopsis: while at a party celebrating a win, morgan canât help but notice a guy getting touchy with you
warnings: men. a guy touching reader (arms, back, thighs), language and homophobic slurs/ideas
wc: 2.4k
a/n: my first request!! pls lmk any feedback you guys have, and enjoy!!
another absolutely flawless game played by uconns very own huskies, with an incredible 98 - 61 at the end of the night. the girls are still on fire after the game, dragging the whole team out to a party hosted at some frat house in honour of their victory.
morgan keeps your hand in hers as you all walk into the house, tightening her grip when you see how many people there are. it has to violate so many safety rules, but the ambience is fantastic. 2000s songs playing loudly, flashing colours, and the right amount of drinks, alcoholic and virgin are littered across any flat surface.
the girls agreed this was a much needed celebration, especially since it had been put on in their honour. cheers erupt from the partygoers closest as many students congratulate the girls on their win. you smile at morgan as two girls talk with her about how incredible she has been this season so far as a first year, and how eager they are to see her grow more.
her arm circles your waist, fingers drawing faint shapes on your exposed skin in a crop top as the group slowly walks towards the kitchen in hopes of finding drinks.
âhow are you feeling baby?â you smile and ask morgan, as she hands you a newly opened can of coke.
she looks around for a quick second, still smiling from the interactions with other students congratulating her. âitâs so crazy!â sheâs shouting over the loud music, the nostalgic sounds of rihanna floating between her pauses. âi canât believe people really threw a party for us!â
you lean in to kiss her, pressing a quick âiâm so proud of you, you know that?â onto her lips, before you separate your lips from hers, and lean into her arms instead.
her eyes scan your face, and sheâs leaning in to kiss you again, before azzis soft voice can be heard telling her that they should walk around in order to talk to some students who are fans.
morgan looks back at you with hesitation, almost telling azzi to leave with the team, but you stop her.
ânuh uh. this is your night, you have to talk to someone who isnât your girlfriend tonight. enjoy the party! your party! iâll be on the couch when you come back baby.â you press a kiss to her lips once more.
"alright, i'll see you in a little bit," you let out a small laugh at how excited she is at interacting with student fans of her and the team.
she skips a bit to where azzi is patiently waiting for you two lovebirds to separate, and turns to give you a small wave with a giant smile spread across her adorable face. you smile and scan your eyes over the scene of the party, suddenly missing your girlfriend's presence when you notice just how busy the house is, and how unfamiliar all the faces are.
a short lap around the floor sounds like a good idea, and you find yourself bumping into a girl from your history class, who is more than happy to chat with you about an upcoming project. from across the room, morgan can see you talking and laughing with a girl, smiling at how happy and comfortable you look.
"geez, you know she's not exactly going to disappear if you take your eyes off of her for two seconds," paige is quick to clock who her teammate is looking at, finding it amusing how morgan's eyes always seem to be drawn towards you.
âyou are not one to talk,â morgan mumbles and spares a glance at azzi, whose waist paige is currently holding in order to keep the brunette stuck with her all night. paigeâs teasing smile drops as she turns to continue walking around the house, dapping up a few guys as they all pass by.
you say bye to the classmate youâre speaking to, and continue moving slowly around the room, sipping your drink as you look around. you make eye contact with some guy standing in a doorway, giving him a polite smile as you walk past him. he looks you up and down as you pass, a slick smile growing on his face.
youâve moved into the living room of the cramped frat house, and find the comfortable looking couch. two girls sit on one end, completely immersed in a conversation. you sit on the farthest side, pulling out your phone to scroll through it to pass time.
while too caught up on your phone, you donât realize that the guy from the doorway had sat down next to you. his cold hand slides against your exposed thighs, making you jump, looking up from your phone. you cross your legs over one another, and his hand slides off your body.
âhey beautiful. havenât seen you here before,â he offers you another smile that starts to make you more than a little uncomfortable. you scooch a little further into the armrest of the couch next to you, trying to distance yourself as much as you can from this manâs eyes and hands.
âuhh yeah, parties at these houses arenât really my thing,â you say firmly, hoping your demeanour deters him, and heâll walk away.
he doesnât. typical of men.
âwell, what is your thing?â he asks, arm extending to lay against the top of the couch behind you.
women is what runs through your mind. women who donât reek of cheap cologne and hair gel.
âwell right now, sitting alone on a couch sounds pretty damn tempting,â youâre calmly looking around, hoping to catch a glimpse of morgan to walk towards. she must not be in the same room right now.
his hand behind your head drifts down to stroke at the skin of your back. you move your arm to block his touches, missing how it felt when your girlfriendâs warm and comforting hands were there earlier. âyou know, you look good tonight. your little shirtâŚthis skirtâŚâ his eyes drift down to your legs.
âyep.â you almost roll your eyes at his remarks.
he doesnât seems to care that you have grown more and more uncomfortable, fidgeting with the hem of your skirt and looking away from his as much as you can.
âwell, you know where your clothes would look even better?â heâs leaning in more, awful breath fanning over your face.
âwashing machine?â you quip. thereâs a beat of silence as heâs no doubt thinking of what other vile comment to make.
âokay well as absolutely riveting with interaction was,â your voice is dripping in sarcasm, making the guy furrow his eyebrows in frustration, âiâm afraid i gotta go.â you get up, pacing the room for a second before finding an empty corner near the tv.
a presence shows up in front of you a second later, the air suddenly smelling worse than the party already made it.
âso. the fucks your problem? canât take the compliments?â heâs becoming more angry, and you nervously look around the room, in hopes of seeing any of the girls on the team.
from where youâre standing, you canât see jana and kk walking into the room, pulling a reluctant morgan in with them. itâs been 10 minutes without you, and sheâs missing having you with her to talk to.
âgirl can you stop moping around? youâll see your girl in like 2 minutes. no need to keep pouting,â jana lets out a laugh at how sad morganâs been looking since she left you.
âiâm sorry, i just havenât seen her much with all the practices, and tonight was the first night in weeks i had her to myself,â morgan canât help the whine in her voice.
kk rolls her eyes, softly pushing morgan to a trio of girls wearing husky jerseys, and holding sharpies. the girls are super sweet, taking about the plays during the game, and joking with the girls about the infamous lives they hold.
morgan glances around the room, seeing the couch in the middle. she bites her lip when she remembers you said youâd be waiting on the couch for her. her eyes drift around the room, landing on you standing in the corner.
what she sees is your leg bouncing with nerves and an uncomfortable look on your face as the guy leaning into the wall, and practically pins you there, is speaking to you. morganâs eyebrows furrow as the five girls beside her continue their conversation. jana takes morganâs arm, slowly pulling her to a larger group of girls to meet.
morganâs eyes stay on you, observing you and the guy carefully, making sure youâre safe. youâre slowly moving away from the guy, but with the way morgan can see his eyes looking over you, she knows he wonât let you get far.
morgan gives the smallest amount of attention on the fans in front of her, trying to keep their interaction as positive as possible while sheâs busy trying to kill the guy talking to you with her eyes.
kk slings an arm around morgan, pressing her cheek to hers to see where sheâs looking. kkâs usual smile drops when she observes the scene of you and this guy.
the final straw for morgan comes when the guy presses his hand on your thigh. although you slap his hand away, morgan is pissed the fuck off at this point, and walks across the room to where you are.
âhey! the hell are you doing?â the familiar voice rings out from behind. morgan is starring daggers at the guy as she stands next to you, sliding her hand up and down your back comfortingly.
âiâm talking to a pretty girl. take your benchwarmer ass, and get the fuck away from us,â he tries to argue, trying to size up to her, and failing miserably.
sheâs incredible on the court. a force on and off, sheâd easily kick his ass, and you all know it.
âno. sheâs my girlfriend, and iâm asking you to leave,â her voice is angry, and you and morgan know she wonât hesitate to turn this interaction physical if it called for it.
the same nauseating smile from earlier makes its way onto his face at her words. âoh shit, we got ourselves a pair of dykes. thatâs a hell of a lot better than one girl. why donât you give us a little show!â his hands inch towards you both, but morgan pulls the both of you back.
heâs even more persistent, and she shoves him away when one of his hands strokes your waist, and yells at him to fuck right off, before pushing him away from you.
he was right to know sheâd kick his ass. morganâs push sends him stumbling backwards. nearby party goers shove him away when he bumps into them, clearly grossed out by the comments he made to you and your girlfriend.
âfucking dykes, canât even take goddamn compliments. stuck up bitches who canât appreciate what little dick they get!â he shouts angrily, brushing himself off while he walks out of the room.
he passes by most of the team, whoâs making their way into the room. ice shoves him a bit, causing him to stumble some more, eventually leaving the house and slamming the door behind him.
you take a deep breath, and morgan holds your hand as you walk towards the team and the fans who were staring at you with concern.
âyou guys okay?â âwe heard what happened!â âiâm sorry that guy was an ass.â âyeah i heard heâs done that to a lot of girls.â
itâs a whirlwind of questions and comforting words when you fill the girls in on what happened on the couch, and what he was saying and trying to do. morganâs eyes stay on you the entire time, while she rubs your back soothingly to slow down your breathing.
some people that had overheard what went down with you and the guy, including some girls who had been waiting for signatures, offered their empathy and concern. many passed by and told you they hope youâre okay, before walking away to enjoy the rest of their night.
the music changes, and so does the energy of the team. after making sure youâre okay, several of the girls run to another room to take advantage of the party and dancing, wanting to fully celebrate their win. you and morgan trail behind them, laughing at their antics, and make your way to the kitchen again, grabbing two cups to get a drink of water.
âare you sure youâre okay?â morganâs eyes bore into yours as her hands hold your waist, fingers drawing small shapes on your skin.
youâre reminded of how the guys hands felt on your waist, and you smile at how nice morganâs feel on you. you nod, leaning up slightly to press a needed kiss on her soft lips.
she sighs into it, pulling you into a hug. although the music is loud, it feels like itâs just you two when she presses a kiss on your head, and whispers how sorry she is.
âbaby it wasnât your fault. he was some creepy guy, and you came and stopped him from continuing,â you pull back to look a her beautiful eyes. her face is contorted in sadness, and you stroke her cheek to ease the tension.
âi know, but i should have went over to you the second i saw you, and not waited. iâm sorry i didnât help earlier.â thereâs no point in arguing with her right now. but youâll certainly try.
âi shouldnât have stayed and talked to the other girls, he had you against a wall and i-,â sheâs cut off when you press your lips against hers once more. your hands slightly bury themselves in her soft hair, playing with the hair between your fingers. morgan melts into the kiss, same as she always does.
âthank you for helping me. i donât know what i did to deserve someone as perfect as you,â you whisper into the kiss.
she leans back to look you in the eyes. âbelieve me, i think the same thing about you every day.â
you lean your head into her chest, swaying the both of you slightly to the music. she presses a kiss to your head, mumbling a little âi love you.â a moment of comfortable silence passes, and you look back at her to kiss her again.
âyou know, you look so gorgeous being all protective over me,â you laugh a little at the blush that spreads over her cheeks. her head ducks down to land in your neck, where she lets out a sheepish little âstop,â while giggling.
you feel her pepper your neck with kisses, making her way up your jaw and cheek, and finally looking into your eyes so she can lean down to kiss your lips.
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