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obsession - anima

part three

anima x g!p reader

warnings: smut!

Reader’s POV:

Anima moans as I press her back against the closest counter, my hands gripping her sides firmly as we make out.

Anima’s fingers tangle in my hair, giving a gentle tug and causing me to moan into her mouth. And it’s like she knew exactly what I wanted when she parted her lips, letting my tongue in as our tongues tangled together messily.

“Is this okay?” I whisper while panting softly after breaking the kiss barely, just long enough after picking her up and sitting her onto the counter, her legs spreading instinctively so I can stand between them.

“It’s more than okay.” Anima whispers softly, her chest moving up and down a bit fast. Her hands on my face as she slowly rubs tiny circles with her thumbs and smiles. Her eyes holding various emotions behind them. Excitement, nervousness, desire, and something else I couldn’t put my finger on. It was a glimmer that holds possession, dangerous possession.

I didn’t think much of it, I couldn’t. I was too into this now to stop, even if one side of my brain was screaming at me to do so. That this wasn’t a good idea. But the lonely side of me always gets the best of me.

I crash our lips together once more as we both moan louder this time. We didn’t care, we were in this old arcade all alone after all. My hands slide down, grabbing the hem of her shirt as her hands go down to my neck, squeezing a bit and pulling me incredibly closer as if it was possible. Our lips moving in perfect sync and tongues creating a mess of bliss.

Anima breaks the kiss so I can slide her shirt over her and toss it elsewhere for the time being. I look at her, admiring her and the sight before me. Her curves, the bra hugging her nicely. I swallow as she stares at me as I admire her.

Sure, I’ve hooked up with women before. I know damn well what a woman’s body looks like, I can map it all in my head. But, I was never the type to just fuck anyone. So, women’s bodies always blew me away. God’s favorite.

“You okay?” Anima whispers, looking at me as I look up at her after breaking my gaze and I nod.

“You’re just…perfect.” I reply back in a soft whisper and Anima smiles, reaching behind her and unhooking her bra slowly, the straps falling off her shoulders in a teasing manner when she does so.

“Do you like being teased, Y/N?” Anima whispers, watching my eyes on her every move as she keeps the bra covering herself but sliding the strap down with her fingers slowly. “You look like the type..”

I laugh softly and grin at her words, my eyes going back down to watch her fingers and the way they gracefully move along her soft skin.

“I guess you could say I do…it definitely turns me on.”

“Good. Just what I wanted to hear.” Anima replies a bit quickly, her voice laced with excitement.

“You know, Y/N..” she begins in a slow tone, dripping with lust as she slowly begins to slide her bra down now, watching every darting movement my eyes make. “Every single day I’d wake up and check every social I have, every fan account dedicated to you I follow, I check. To make sure you haven’t found a girlfriend yet. To make sure there was no recent updates on your whereabouts that had someone else in the picture.”

I listen to her words closely, was this normal? No, it wasn’t. It was far from normal. It was parasocial and my brain was screaming urgently to run.

“Anima-“ I begin but she cuts me off, shushing me as she gently places her index finger over my lips with a grin on her lips, staring down at me.

“Quiet.” she whispers, rubbing over my lips slowly with her finger. “Just enjoy this.”

I wanted to protest, but I couldn’t.

I just couldn’t.

Anima’s POV:

I toss my bra down, keeping my eyes on Y/N’s. It was like their eyes went from lust to worry, but I was feeding off of it.

“Touch me.” I speak softly, smiling down at them sweetly. They hesitate but it didn’t take long for their hands to find my skin.

I moan. Fingers tracing along my skin, giving me goosebumps. I reach a hand up, tangling it into their hair and tugging their head close to my bare chest. Lips smooth and gentle when they make contact and I whimper their name.

Y/N’s lips trail along my collarbone, slow and soft. Making their way down, maybe I liked being teased too.

Their fingertips press into my skin, it felt so good. My body arching against their lips as they kiss between my breasts, letting their tongue guide over my left breast and I gasp.

“Oh god..” I whimper out softly, fluttering my eyes closed as my head leans back. “Yes, Y/N…”

Both of my hands tangle into their hair, a firm grip so they don’t dare to pull away. I feel their warm tongue circle slowly around my nipple before placing their mouth over and sucking slowly.

“Fuck yes..” I breathe out, whining at the sensation as it takes over me. My body slowly squirming and I feel their grip on my sides tighten, yanking me closer to the edge of the counter, sucking on my nipple more firmly. “It feels so good, don’t stop..”

And they don’t. In fact, their right hand comes up, cupping my right breast and giving it a squeeze, causing a louder moan to escape my throat.

I couldn’t get enough, my head was spinning. This was even more perfect than I imagined it to be. I just knew Y/N knew what to do with a woman’s body, but god, this was incredible and too dream like.

Reader’s POV:

At this point, I just wanted more. My body was on fire and I could tell Anima’s was too.

I kiss my way over to her right breast as my hands go down her body, going to her shorts and undoing the button with ease along with the zipper.

The moans and whimpers escaping her lips is enough to fuel me on and by now, I’m hard. My throbbing bulge pressing against my jeans and I don’t know how much more teasing and foreplay I could take.

Anima helps me remove her shorts, sliding them off her legs as she lets them fall from her ankles. I look up at her with a soft look in my eyes, all of my bad thoughts going out of the window like they were never there to begin with.

She pants softly, staring into my eyes before her hands move down, taking the button to my jeans and undoing it quickly. She was eager, I could tell.

We both were by now.

I help her quickly remove my jeans and she stares down with widened eyes at the prominent hardness in my boxers, gulping quietly.

“I uh..” I start off but falling short. The world didn’t know this part of me. It was never something I was gonna show off to the world, that would be weird. Wouldn’t it?

“Be quiet and fuck me like you won’t fuck me again.” Anima quickly says but her tone was quiet, not too loud. Her hand reaches down, grabbing a hold and squeezing, causing an immediate groan from me.

“Fuck, Anima. You’re nothing but trouble waiting to happen.” my voice was growing husky from the sexual tension. I slide down my boxers quickly, causing my erection to spring free and upwards, hitting my stomach. She watches with an excited grin on her face and moans deliciously at the sight.

“You’re so fucking big..and you are able to hide this thing from the public? Really?”

“I have my ways.”

Anima smirks, feeling me grab her thighs and spreading her legs more apart for me. She had on some panties that matched her bra but I didn’t have time to worry about those. I needed to be inside of her.

I take two fingers, hooking them around her panties to slide them aside and she gasps softly, letting me take control which I like.

“You’re so wet already..”

“Because I’ve dreamt about this very moment, Y/N..” Anima moans as my fingers tease her wet heat and moving her hips a tad closer, a silent plea for more.

I didn’t respond. I grabbed my hard cock with my right hand, lining up the tip with her entrance and she whimpers, mentally preparing herself to be impaled.

I looked up at her, left hand on her left thigh, squeezing firmly as I slowly push myself inside of her. Anima’s mouth drops and she cries out softly as I stretch her out the more I slide in.

I didn’t rush it, I wasn’t rough. I wanted her to adjust before we just went at it.

“You’re stretching me so much..” Anima moans out higher pitched and I bottom out inside of her, causing a guttural cry from her, her hands flying up to grab onto my shoulders. “God, please fuck me..fuck me until I’m a mess.”

And I was going to do just that.

It didn’t take long for me to find a steady rhythm with my hips, thrusting into her, first only half of my dick. Her moans were echoing in the arcade as her nails scratch into my shirt, balling up the fabric and tugging it up some.

“Fuck, Anima..you feel so good!” I grunt out as I give her more inches with every thrust. I watch her head fall back, eyes shut tight as skin against skin starts to form against the walls with my pace picking up.

Anima’s moans were beautiful, so beautiful and addicting already. Soft and angelic like we weren’t sinning.

“Y/N! Yes! Give it to me harder-“ her words turning into messy moans as I do just what she begs. Harder, deeper and hitting spots she never knew could be hit.

“Your pussy is so amazing-“ I choke out through moans and groans. I’ve never felt someone, something so addicting. My hands grip to her outer thighs tightly, clawing at them with the pleasure of her pussy clenching tight around me. She’ll milk me for all I’m worth.

I lean in, placing hot opened mouth kisses along her neck, causing her to moan deliciously. Her hands rubbing down my neck, running her nails lightly over my skin and slowly down into my shirt over my shoulder blades. I keep giving it to her like this was our last time, thrusting deep and hard. Filling her up completely.

“I think I’m gonna cum-“ I moan out, beginning to whimper as my cock pulsates hotly inside of her and she moans in response to my words.

“Cum inside of me.” Anima demands, taking every thrust of my cock, moaning with tears of every emotion mixed in one streaming down her face.

“But-“ I try to protest, knowing there was no use. She grabs my face, making me look into her eyes.

“Cum. Inside. Of. Me.”

And just like that, her slight control taking over monetarily while looking at me like that sends me over the edge.

My cock pulsates, causing Anima’s body to shudder from the feeling inside of her and her hands grip tighter to me, nails digging deeper into my back and the stinging of them feels amazing.

“Anima, fuck!” I moan out her name loudly, not caring at all as my husky voice echoed off the walls. I completely fill her up with my hot seed, panting heavily as she moans, clenching tightly around me. My orgasm sent her into her own, hearing my name being cried out from her sounded so beautiful, her body convulsing and shaking from her high mixing with mine.

We take a moment to catch our breaths, holding onto each other not wanting to move an inch. I look up at her when she places her weak hands on my face and we lock eyes.

“Do you have a hotel room nearby?” she asks in a hoarse voice and I nod, licking my lips slowly.

“Yeah..yeah, I do.”

to be continued…

A/N: sorry it took so long for part three, life was busy but here it is :)

[eazypunk]

obsession - anima

part two

anima x g!p reader

warnings: some cursing, slight mentions of sex

Reader’s POV:

“What is this place?” I ask, walking backwards with my hands in my jacket pockets, looking around as the neon lights turn on, showcasing various of old arcade games.

“An abandoned arcade.” Anima responds softly and smiles at me. “My dad used to own it when I was a kid. But, customers and money became an issue so he had to close down.”

Anima slowly walks over to where I stand in front of some old arcade games, her staring at them softly with a gentle smile. “He just doesn’t know I bought some old generator off a guy some years ago to keep the place going. I come here a lot by myself for the nostalgia and whenever I need quiet time.”

I nod slowly, listening to her, glancing around. “Understandable. It’s really cool, I’d like to have my own arcade.”

Anima laughs softly and leans back against one of the games, grinning over at me while crossing her arms some. “I’m surprised you don’t, rockstar.”

I look over at her, studying her as I snicker softly. “I’m always on the road, traveling for shows or doing something for my career so I just..never have the time to be home and make my home feel like a home.”

Anima’s eyes linger on me, my figure, in silence for a moment before her eyes meet mine again. “So, the songs about loneliness, isn’t just something to put out for the fans? Correct?”

“Correct.” I nod some, looking at her and the old arcade carpeting. “Granted, I see and talk to people all of the time. But, at the end of the day, the bed is empty. I wake up to do the same shit. A repeated cycle.”

Anima nods, but doesn’t respond, not yet. She was letting her thoughts flow. Sure, people like me, based on how the world sees me and other musicians, it’ll come off like I sleep with every girl who just throws theirselves at me. Having a different face in my bed every night. But the more Anima talks to me, gets to know me, she feels maybe that wasn’t the case for me.

“I bet I could beat you in the basketball game over there.” Anima suggests, a smirk dancing on her lips as her eyes glance over to the basketball machine and I look over, softly laughing.

“Alright, come on. Let’s see what you got.” I nod and motion my hand as it lazily falls out of my jacket pocket. She grins, walking over to it with me.

-

Anima lets out a genuine laugh as I miss yet another shot and I groan.

“Come on, I thought you’d be better than this.” she teases with a warm smile, watching the ball roll back to its spot by us.

“Good thing I’m a singer and not an NBA player, huh?” I ask with a soft grin.

“Well, to be honest, you look hotter as a singer anyway.” she smirks at me, eyeing my side figure up and down as my cheeks warm up some but I keep my eyes ahead.

“You know, it’s your turn.” I casually say, holding up a basketball for her and she laughs softly, grinning as she takes it.

“Flustered by compliments but loves fans screaming at you from barricades.”

-

“How old are these snacks anyway?” I ask, glancing around at the arcade’s snack area and she chuckles, taking a bag of chips.

“Don’t worry. I regularly keep it stocked so nothing is from fifteen years ago if that is what you’re suggesting.”

I laugh softly, smirking and grabbing one of the drinks out of the little fridge. I lean against the counter and take a few sips as Anima stands beside me, eating on her small bag of chips.

There was a silence that fell between us, it wasn’t uncomfortable, it wasn’t weird.

“Do you have a girlfriend?” Anima asks out of the blue and catches me off guard mid sip, choking on my drink some.

I look over at her, feeling her eyes on me as she patiently waits on my answer.

“Uh..” I start but trail off, snickering awkwardly. “No..no, I don’t.” I say simply, wondering in my head why she was asking me that. There’s no way this girl wanted me, a well known name with too much on my plate, so much traveling, too many crazed fans.

“Good to know.” Anima says in a sweetly dripped tone, smiling at me, facing me now as her eyes linger on my figure.

Another silence falls over us, I sip on my drink as Anima sets her bag of chips down, taking a step so she’s in front of me. I watch her closely, her hand reaches up to take my drink from my hand, placing it down.

I open my mouth to speak but nothing comes out, but even if I tried, it wasn’t long before her hands grabbed my face, pulling me down to her and our lips connected.

My heart was pounding like a drum in my chest, I hesitated for a few seconds but I began kissing her back. I couldn’t stop myself, I shouldn’t do it I know but the craving I have had for someone else’s touch was too much, taking over me.

Anima’s POV:

Oh, to feel Y/N’s lips on mine was magnetic. Delicious and better than I’ve ever imagined at night when laying in bed alone.

My hands on their face slid up slowly as I moaned into the kiss and they did too, pressing my backside gently against the closest counter possible, their hands now on my side. My fingers tangling into their hair.

I knew right here, right then, I’d never get enough now that I’ve had a taste.

to be continued…

part 3: https://www.tumblr.com/eazypunk/798029539240460288/obsession-anima

[eazypunk]

obsession - anima

part one

anima x g!p reader

warnings: alcohol and drug mention

It all started when you began posting covers of songs on various social platforms. You were multitalented. Not just with your voice, but you knew your way around guitars, drums, pianos. It was quite appealing to people who watched your covers of songs of all genres from all times.

You didn’t think it would get you this far, no. You didn’t think you’d end up with millions of followers, labels reaching out to you, other celebrities spreading your work. It was honestly just a small hobby you became to love between your normal 9-5 and college which is all in the past now.

You’re a global star.

And it still sometimes doesn’t set in that you are.

All of these people coming to your shows. The parties. The interviews. The photoshoots. Traveling by plane or a fancy tourbus. People excited when they see you in public. It was so weird sometimes. Even after a few years into this.

Anima’s POV:

I stare at my phone, admiring my lockscreen. It was a picture of Y/F/N Y/L/N.

A picture of them I took when I got tickets to their sold out show in Madison Square Garden a year ago.

I follow them wherever they tour, no matter how far, no matter the price. I’ll admit, I was obsessed. Not just with their musical talents, but the persona. I craved Y/N. In a way I’ve never craved a person before.

I unlock my phone, going to Instagram, seeing a recent story notification from Y/N’s profile. I smile, clicking on it and they were currently in Chicago by the looks of it. At a place not too far from me, maybe half an hour.

I shouldn’t do this, follow every movement a celebrity makes. But, something about them draws me in like a moth to a flame.

Reader’s POV:

The music was bumping, the drinks keep pouring. People were already drunk off their asses, high off whatever they were smoking or snorting.

I was staying mostly to myself, as I usually do. Believe it or not, even with the fame I hold, and when parties are a weekly thing, I don’t get crazy. I never cared to.

This club was just another place to kill the silence I sit in at my hotel rooms. The loneliness that lingers fading even for a few hours. I’m always surrounded by people but it’s people I don’t know, fake people, people that just want their ten seconds of fame or a picture with a famous face to post for likes and comments.

That’s when someone sits in the empty seat beside me, breaking me from my thoughts as I look over and it’s a pretty woman, I’ll admit. Short brown hair to her shoulders, dark brown eyes to match that glimmer in the pulsing lights. She smiles at me and I smile at her, staring at her like I’ve seen her before but can’t figure out where from.

“Hey, I’m Anima.” her voice is soft but loud enough to hear over the commotion.

“I’m Y/N.” I reply simply, I’m sure she knew. Everyone did now. She laughs softly, glancing to the half empty beer bottle in front of me before looking back to my face and to my lips the most.

“I know who you are.” she says, biting on her bottom lip slightly as she studies my figure now. A different glimmer in her eyes, almost filled with lust. I could tell.

“I bet you do.” I say with a slight snicker, reaching out to grab my beer bottle to take another sip or two. I can feel her eyes on me the entire time, like she’s holding back something.

“Do you do this at every party?”

“What do you mean?”

“Sit here. Brooding and sipping on a disgusting beer.” her eyes glance down sideways at the brand logo and I laugh with a slight shake of my head.

“Just tired, I guess. Jet lagged, tourbus lagged, performing lagged.” I say with a soft exhale after and rub my palms slowly over my jeans. “Parties are all the same, so it gets boring after awhile.”

“I guess I can agree on that.” she says, her eyes lingering on my hands for a moment before she smiles at me, leaning closer. “Maybe we can skip out on the rest of this chaos and explore the city together? I know some fun things to get into.”

I slowly look over to her, raising an eyebrow and laughing, picking up my beer bottle to finish it off.

“You don’t want that.”

“I do want that.” Anima quickly says as she stares at me and I stare back at her in silence for a moment.

I slowly look back to ahead of me, thinking of the pros and cons this could bring. Hanging out with someone I just met like five minutes ago, as a celebrity. Was it a safe idea? I don’t know but part of me was feeling too lonely to care.

“Fine.” I say and look back to her, seeing her face light up. “Take me out of here then..Anima?”

“Anima, yeah.” she says softly with a warm smile, eyeing me up and down for a moment before sliding off of her stool and reaching for my hand.

I stare at her, my eyes glancing down to her hand as I hesitate before taking it and standing up.

Anima and I dodge the drunk and high crowd, me behind her as she holds my hand with a firm grip. Every now and then she will glance over her shoulder at me, giving me a little smile.

“So, where to first?” I ask softly once we finally hit the cool nighttime air outside of the club, rubbing my palms together as she glances around before up at me, smiling softly.

“You’ll just have to find that out.”

to be continued…

part two: https://www.tumblr.com/eazypunk/797771123053953024/obsession-anima

[eazypunk]

distraction - j.o

jenna ortega x g!p reader

warnings: smut again, you’re welcome

Reader’s POV:

I’m a gamer. I love all types of games really, not a specific genre of one. I’ll try any game that sparks my interest.

Battlefield 6 was the new game that sparked my interest after seeing the trailer and whatnot for it. I was going to buy it for myself but Jenna beat me to it, preordering it for me awhile back and it finally got released not too long ago.

Jenna didn’t mind that I played games, she loved it actually. She would either watch me play, finding in endearing how into it I got or would have her time to do some of her hobbies if she wasn’t busy with her demanding acting career.

We look at it as a way we do the things we love but in the same room, a quality time we count as such, especially to wind down.

Today, Jenna had an interview and a photoshoot to do so I’ve been playing Battlefield to pass the time of course. She came home earlier than she expected so by the time she entered our apartment, I was still in my game room, glued to my monitor as I play. I heard her enter but I was right in the middle of heavy action with my teammates so I didn’t dare move.

“Hey, baby.” Jenna says when entering the room and looking at me as my back faces her, the buttons on my controller being the only thing heard besides the sounds of the game. Jenna chuckles softly and walks over, throwing her arms around my neck from behind. “I said hey, goofball. Is that how we treat ladies now?”

I grinned at her touch, but my eyes still searching the screen as the chaos on the game continues to unfold, my fingers moving on my controller.

“Sorry, mi amor. I’m at war.” I tease and she giggles, squeezing her arms around my shoulders before resting her chin on my head.

“At war, huh? Hope you have a picture of me tucked away in your uniform there, soldier.”

“Oh, absolutely.” I say quickly with my grin still there on my lips, playing away on the game but enjoying her close proximity and touch. “I show it to my teammates too.”

“You’re goofy.” Jenna says with a soft laugh before placing a soft kiss on my cheek. “Come onnn, I want you to hold me. Hurry up with the game.”

“Give me about..ten minutes.” I say, leaning closer to the screen some as I continue playing and the sounds of the game fill up the room.

Jenna pouts and slides her hands down my chest, her thumbs rubbing in small circles.

“Ten minutes seems awfully long for your girlfriend that’s been out most of the morning.” Jenna says teasingly and enticingly. She smirks, admiring how I’m so into this game as she slowly slides her right hand down more.

My breath hitches some when her hand goes over my stomach, causing my muscles to contract under her touch. My eyes still on the game, they were until I felt her hand squeezing me through my sweatpants and they immediately shoot down towards my lap.

I swallow quietly and try to focus on finishing the game but I can tell she’s not letting that happen.

“Babe..” I say quietly now, feeling her palming me through my sweatpants in a slow manner. The type of touch that already makes my cock stir in my boxers.

Jenna just smirks triumphantly at the reaction she wanted. Her hand palming slowly but applying just slightly more pressure as I clench my jaw tightly and she watches my monitor screen, the way my operator stands there as my fingers stopped moving on my controller.

“I thought you said ten more minutes?” Jenna teases as her eyes slowly look to my side profile and I side eye her some.

“That was until you started touching my dick like that.” I say softly and she giggles before slowly standing up fully and turning my gaming chair around to face her.

Jenna places her right index finger under my chin, making me look up at her as I swallow quietly.

“Why play the game when you can play with me instead?” Jenna’s voice dropping to a sinful whisper and her smirk makes it ten times harder as her eyes look right into my soul.

Goddamn it.

I keep my eyes on hers as I lay my controller down, standing up slowly and towering over her, which makes her excited, it always has. She liked not being in power when it came to me.

My hands grab onto her ass, picking her up with ease making her gasp out. Her hands go to my face, cupping it and leaning down to capture my lips in a deep kiss. Her legs around my waist as I walk us over to the small couch, the kissing now a makeout of our tongues fighting for dominance.

We both moan into each other’s mouths as I slowly lay her down, not daring to pull away from the kiss just yet until I get situated on my knees between her legs.

“You have no idea how much I’ve thought about you doing this all day.” Jenna pants out once the kiss breaks and I begin sliding her shirt up while her hands go to the waistband of my sweatpants.

“I know you have cause you’re such a slut when it comes to me.” my voice raspy from arousal, Jenna smirks as her hands slide my sweats and boxers down in one go, just enough to get what she wants as my hardened cock springs free and she moans deliciously at the sight. Her shirt now tossed away somewhere, my hands moved down to unbutton and unzip her nice fancy pants from her interview.

“Can you blame me? Your fingers aren’t the only talented thing, you know.” Jenna grins, reaching up and cupping my face once more, pulling me down for a messy, faster than before kiss as I moan lowly.

Once I slide her pants and underwear down, she kicks them off not caring where they get discarded to at the moment, her hips arch up as a silent plead to be touched and to feel all of me.

But, of course I had to tease her first.

My right hand goes down between us, my index and middle finger sliding up slowly between her already soaked folds and she gasps out with a soft moan that follows right after. The kiss broken again and we look into each other’s eyes.

“You’re already so wet, baby. How dirty did your thoughts get when you were supposed to be focusing on your work?”

“S-shut u-p-“ her words coming out as soft moans and gasps as I smirk, my middle and ring finger slowly sliding inside of her wet heat and she cries out softly. “Oh my god, baby..yes..”

“You’re such a mess.” I say quietly, my two fingers gently curling up inside of her and she moans a bit louder, her eyelids fluttering as she looks down between us to watch the muscles in my forearm as I finger her in a teasing manner.

“And you’re such a..mm, fuck..a tease..” Jenna moans out with each movement of my two fingers inside of her, her hips slowly moving as if begging for more than just two fingers.

“God, I know..” I say so sweetly and her eyes, already half lidded slowly look back up to lock onto my eyes. I admire the way her face contours and twists in pleasure with each movement of my fingers before I slowly slide them out.

I grab onto my throbbing cock, spreading her wetness from my fingers onto the head and shaft before slowly sliding the tip of my cock between her folds and she whimpers, her hands quickly finding purchase on my shoulders.

“Just fuck me already.” Jenna tries to sound bratty but can’t stop moaning long enough.

“Needy, needy..” I say in a low tone, lining the tip of my cock up with her sensitive entrance and slowly pushing inside of her. As I do so, she immediately gasps and we both moan at the feel.

Moaning at me making her take inch by inch, her wet heat squeezing around me immediately. Finally after the slow teasing of inching inside of her, I bottom out and she cries out from the full feeling and pleasurable sensation of being stretched out.

“Fuck, you’re so tight..” I moan out and begin with a steady, slow pace. My hands rest beside her head, melting into the couch cushion as I slowly fuck her and she’s already a loud moaning mess, clawing at my shoulders.

“Fuuuuck, Y/N! You’re so big!” Jenna cries out, her eyes shutting tightly as I begin to thrust faster, her arms now wrap tightly around my upper back as she takes my pounding.

“Shit, baby..you’re so filfthy-“ I grunt out softly as I fuck her, deeper with my fast pace thrusts. Skin against skin filling the room mixing with her cries/high pitched moans and my moans.

Jenna felt heat pooling in her stomach, she was able to open her eyes to look up at me for a few seconds before they rolled back, her back arching up as her body moves with every thrust, her head back against the couch cushion.

“I’m gonna-“ Jenna pants heavily, unable to finish her sentence as I grab onto her face, making her look at me, her jaw dropped open in pure pleasure as she lets out a choked cry.

“Already? Seriously that horny?” but the words leaving my mouth didn’t stop her from totally losing herself onto my cock. I moan out louder feeling her walls contract around my throbbing cock, her crying out so loud it echos off the walls and that alone brings me to my high.

My cock pulsates deep inside of her when I give one last deep thrust and I cry out. “Jenna!” my hot seed spilling out deep inside of her, completely filling her up as she moans and whimpers out at the sensation.

“Yes! Yes! Yes, fill me up, fuck!” Jenna cries out, her body shaking underneath mine as I pant heavily, still buried deep inside of her.

Her weak arms unwrap from my back and she runs her hands up through my hair, staring at me in pure bliss and adoration, a hazy smile on her lips.

“Was that worth getting off the game for, darling?” Jenna finally was able to get words out through her softer breathing.

I still pant, a bit softer now as I’m looking into her eyes. I laugh softly and nod, smiling as I let my eyes trace along her facial features before giving her a sweet, soft kiss.

“So worth it. And if you’re good, I’ll give you round two.”

Jenna giggles softly but her eyes light up, her fingers caressing my face now slowly. “Don’t get me excited all over again.”

[eazypunk]

jealousy - j.o

jenna ortega x masc lesbian reader

warnings: straight up lesbian smut

Reader’s POV:

Season two for Wednesday was soon dropping so that meant traveling with Jenna for the promo to various places.

Of course I was excited for one, to support my girlfriend and her accomplishments. And two, I got to dress up nice.

I stood to the side most of the night, admiring Jenna as she did her thing so effortlessly. She’d steal little moments to come check on me, give my hand a little squeeze or a quick kiss to the cheek.

But, her mood did a sudden 360, towards me at least. And I knew what it was about.

Some fan in the crowd seen me in arms distance, reached out and rubbed down my arm which I didn’t like it obviously and scooted away some. Not wanting to be totally rude and then stories upon stories on social media calling me ‘a total asshole to her girlfriend’s fans’, you know how that goes.

Jenna seen this whole thing, she seen the fan looking at me like I was the star. Of course Jenna’s fans knew about me and our relationship, it’s been public for some time now and we’ve both have seen the thirst tweets simply for me. Jenna knew her fans, specifically the fems had a thing for me.

She didn’t have a problem with it, no. But, she didn’t want them touching me like that.

1am

The hotel room grew silent after Jenna and I walk in, hearing her heels clack across the floor as she walks straight to the bed. I watch Jenna sit on the edge to remove her heels.

“So, are you gonna speak to me at all?” I finally break the silence that’s been around since the ride back here.

“Why don’t you speak to your new girlfriend?” Jenna spits and tosses her heels down.

Here we go.

“Seriously?” I laugh in slight disbelief and maybe partial amusement but if she knew that, I’d really be in trouble. “I didn’t realize I had two girlfriends now.”

“Oh, like you didn’t feel that girl touching your arm earlier? Digging her nails into your jacket sleeve? Really, Y/N?”

“I think you’re just jealous.” I say, crossing my arms and staring over at her.

Jenna looks at me with sharp eyes and she smirks. It was definitely a different kind of smirk, like the should I run for my life? smirk. But nonetheless, it gave me chills.

I watch Jenna slowly stand up from the bed and take a few slow steps closer to me.

“Jealous or just not wanting what’s mine to be touched?”

“So…jealous.”

Jenna scoffs and rolls her eyes, crossing her arms and looking away for a moment.

After some silence, I speak up again.

“It’s not like I asked her to touch me, Jenna-“

“Don’t say my name.” Jenna says quickly and I sigh.

“Babe, sorry.” I clear my throat as I watch Jenna stare at me and her face falls before she lets out a breath and walks over to me, wrapping her arms around me and resting her head on my chest.

“Sorry, I just…I know my fans love you too but I just don’t want them pushing boundaries like that.” Jenna’s voice now the soft tone I knew so well.

I smile softly at her words, wrapping my arms around her and holding her close.

“I know..trust me, I don’t either but I guess that comes with the fame at times.” I say quietly before smirking and pulling away some to have her look up at me. “But, I guess I can use that as an excuse to show you I belong to you and you only?”

Jenna’s eyes are on mine, searching them before glancing to my lips and it’s like her whole demeanor flipped like that. The feisty shattering and she becomes shy with her cheeks heating up and I grin.

Time skip

“Y/N! Stop, I-I can’t take anymore!” Jenna cries out in pure overstimulation. My head buried between her legs, eating her out and savoring every taste like I wouldn’t ever get to again.

Jenna’s body convulses on the bed, her legs shaking as her thighs squeeze my head and I groan, not in pain, just ecstasy. Her juices, yet again coat my tongue when I bury my tongue deep inside of her to clean it all up like I do everytime.

God, she was a fucking mess. The sheets definitely needed changing after this. Those poor hotel housekeepers.

Her legs shake violently, going limp before falling down and after cleaning up her mess with my tongue, I slowly sit up on my knees in front of her as she pants, her hair disheveled from running her own hands through, the sheets tangled from her clutching them. My chin dripping wet, but I loved it.

“I-I need about..five minutes-“ Jenna manages to get out in a shaky breath as her eyes are low from the pleasure of my tongue alone.

“We aren’t done til I say so.” I state firmly, grabbing onto her ankles and pulling her right where I want her and she yelps out softly.

Luckily, I prepared beforehand by getting the strap on, on.

“No, no, baby- I- I can’t- you’re overstimulating me-“ Jenna pleads softly but we both know she wants more even if she pretends not to. It was our secret game.

I don’t reply. I line the tip of the strap right where she wanted it most before carefully sliding in causing a cry from her underneath me as I watch the way her face contours while I stretch her out.

“Fuck!” Jenna moans so loudly it could count as a scream.

I’d be surprised if we don’t get a noise complaint from any other’s in their hotel rooms close to ours.

“This is what you wanted, baby. Remember? To be claimed all over again.” I say so sweetly as I start a steady, slow at first pace with my hips, letting her take inch by inch as she stares up at me, her mouth fallen open and tears in her eyes already.

“I-I-“ Jenna tries to get something out but fails as she just moans, her head falling back into the mattress and her hands come up to dig her nails into my biceps as I gently thrust into her.

“Faster..” Jenna pants as her eyes roll back, her back arching up as I begin to do as she begs. I wasn’t that mean to hold anything back from my girl of course. “Yes! Yess, give it to me!”

The bed begins to creak as my pace picks up, the strap going deeper inside of her, I begin moaning because I get off to pleasing her just like this. I always liked being the one in control at the end of the day and she knew it too. That’s why she’d always fold.

“You fuck me so good!” Jenna cries out but ends up choking out the last part when my hand goes around her throat just the way she likes, my fingertips squeezing and applying pressure in the right place that makes her let out a guttural groan.

“No one could ever fuck you this good, baby. You’re mine.” I moan out as I lean down, my hand still around her throat as now I pound her and she cries out but her cries get muffled as our lips connected into a messy, wet kiss, tongues dancing together as our bodies meet with each thrust I give her.

“Oh my god, don’t stop! Don’t stop!” Jenna begs louder and louder as her nails scrape down my arms now.

That’ll leave a mark. And show “my other girlfriend” I’m taken.

“You’re going to make me cum, Y/N! Oh my god, fuuc-“ her words turn into cries, filfthy broken moans as her body tenses up but shakes so violently, her eyes shut tight as I admire her meet her high once more.

I pant heavily and so does she when her body goes limp and I soon slow down my thrusting before coming to a gentle halt.

I lean down once more, kissing her slowly and she whimpers into the kiss. Her shaky hands meeting my face to cup it.

We take a moment to admire each other, our eyes tracing each other’s facial features before Jenna smirks softly.

“Keep fucking me like that and I’ll just get jealous to make you do it every single time.”

I laugh softly and shake my head, grinning down at her. “I may just take you up on that.”

Jenna hums contently once our lips meet once more, this time for a softer, gentler kiss.

[eazypunk]

Limo - j.o & s.c

jenna ortega x sabrina carpenter x switch lesbian reader

warnings: alcohol/drunk mention, puke mention, cursing probably, slight sexual remarks from Jenna to/about reader

Reader’s POV:

Being Jenna’s girlfriend definitely has its perks in many ways. And, nights like these are one of them.

I sit beside Jenna in the limo, Sabrina sits on the other side of me. Unfortunately, I’m stuck in the middle because Jenna refuses to get puked on by a drunk Sabrina who is plastered after the Met’s after party. Jenna is too and I’m tipsy but not like these two girls. I wasn’t such a lightweight and took drinking slower so I didn’t end up like them.

The limo has good music going, our laughter fills the back cab as the limo drives through the night city life.

“I feel sooo dizzy.” Sabrina’s words come out a tad bit slurred, Jenna and I laugh but I groan after.

“Please, whatever you do. Don’t puke. And if you do, puke the opposite way.” I say and gently push Sabrina off as she leans on my side for steadiness and Jenna laughs.

“Yeah, don’t puke on Y/N. It’ll be a chain reaction, you’ll puke, she’ll puke and I have to become a mother and take care of both of you.” Jenna teases as Sabrina drunkly giggles.

“Don’t worry, I won’t pu-“ Sabrina cuts her own self off with a burp and covers her mouth as I quickly scoot away against Jenna and they both laugh at my reaction. “Don’t make me laugh, Y/N. I’ll piss myself!”

“It’s not even that funny! I’m literally scared for my life right now.” I say and begin laughing along with the two.

“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll protect you.” Jenna smirks and teasingly caresses my right cheek with the back of her hand before pecking my lips. “Don’t puke, Sabrina. I mean it. And definitely don’t pee yourself.” Jenna fails at giving a stern look before looking away to giggle, I roll my eyes in pure affection.

The two were quite the show for sure. It was free entertainment.

“What did I ever do to deserve to be in this situation right now.” I say but it was clear I was teasing. Sabrina giggles and Jenna watches me lean my head up like I’m praying in my head and she laughs, smacking my shoulder playfully.

“You deserve me, duh!” Jenna says and side eyes me before smirking and nudging my shoulder with hers. “If Sabrina wasn’t in here, we could make out.”

Sabrina immediately groans. She was used to our displays of affection around her.

“Can you two not swap spit for two seconds?”

“Compared to what we do behind closed doors, I think making out is pretty innocent.” Jenna teases Sabrina to make her embarrassed and Sabrina groans even more, hiding her face with a hand giving Jenna the reaction she wanted.

“Oh my god.” I mutter under my breath and Jenna giggles, smirking and leaning into me.

“You love meee.” Jenna puckers out her lips in an adorable pout she knows I can’t resist and I grin immediately.

“More than anything.”

“I hate third wheeling.”

Sabrina’s mutters make Jenna and I laugh.

The night was a whirlwind to say the least.

[eazypunk]

date night - j.o

jenna ortega x masc lesbian reader

warnings: cursing, sexual remarks

Reader’s POV:

The soft yet rich scent of Jenna’s perfume hung in the air. She sits at her vanity in our bedroom, admiring her subtle makeup as she holds up a small variety of earrings up to see how they’d look.

I walk into the bedroom out from our connected bathroom, wearing something fancy looking but comfortable. A smile appearing on my face when seeing my beautiful girlfriend sitting at her vanity.

Jenna looks at me through the vanity mirror and she smirks, placing a dangly diamond earring into each ear while keeping her eyes on me. And well, the way she keeps her eyes on me definitely gives me goosebumps.

“You’re turning me on.” Jenna’s tone soft yet dangerous in a thrilling way and that grin didn’t make it any easier on me.

I raise an eyebrow and snicker, slowly walking up behind her with my hands casually in the pockets of my pants.

“Turning you on? How so?” I ask nonchalantly, knowing damn well even the simplest things I do or wear can make her fold. I liked it, maybe a bit too much.

“Really?” Jenna asks and deadpans me for a moment through the mirror before the smirk returns. Before she continues, she reapplies her soft toned lipstick as she does a million times on nights like these. “You know I appreciate the view, always. You can pull off anything.”

“Don’t make my ego any bigger, babe.” I tease with a soft grin and she laughs.

“God yeah, it’s already a problem.” Jenna quickly teases back. She slowly stands up and turns to face me, looking me up and down in a slow manner. “I wonder how long it’ll take me to rip these pesky clothes off of you.”

I laugh and shake my head before grinning as I stare down at her. “Knowing how you can be, I give it about…well, maybe not even an hour.”

“Oh, come on.” Jenna pouts as she places her hands on my chest and rubs slowly while looking up into my eyes. Her eyes a dark brown, a soft look in them that gets me everytime. “You should have more faith in me than that. I can control myself sometimes, you know.”

“Sometimes is the keyword.” I grin as I grab onto her hips, pulling her close to me and she gasps softly as our bodies go flush together perfectly. “But, maybe I’ll beat you to it and your clothes will be ripped off first.”

Jenna grins at that and her fingers curl into the fabric of my buttoned up shirt.

“You don’t have the balls to do that.” Jenna teases as if testing the waters. Fully aware I definitely would and have before.

“Biologically? No. Metaphorically? Maybe.”

“Oh my god, you’re gross.” Jenna laughs out softly and pats my chest gently before taking a step back and walking over to the closet. “Now, help me choose an outfit you’d rip off later.”

I smirk and follow her to the closet as she opens it up and we walk in. My eyes scan and I ponder as I walk over to her plethora of pants, skirts, any bottoms period as she has a lot. I reach up and pull a hanger off.

A black tight skirt she hasn’t yet worn, she bought it two weeks ago actually.

“This. That way if I can’t wait, I can just slide them up real quick.” I grin, holding the hanger with the skirt on it up as she laughs with a soft grin.

“Here you had me sounding like I was the desperate one.” Jenna teases softly as she walks over, scanning it and gently taking the hanger from my hand. “Fine. But, don’t rip it too badly. It was expensive.”

“You say that like you can’t buy ten more if you wanted.” I grin as she glances around at her tops now, skimming through the hangers.

“You say that like you wouldn’t want to buy me ten more just for the hell of it.” she smirks and pulls off a hanger holding a fancy black top with a zipper in the back. “Cute? Or would you be too impatient for the zipper part?”

“I guess we have to find that out.” I smirk and nod appreciatively at her choice of top. “Now hurry, I’m hungry.”

Jenna laughs as we walk back out of the closet and she walks over to the bed to sit her outfit down to begin changing.

“Sheesh. Sorry, miss I ate about two bowls of cereal this morning then two waffles right after.” Jenna grins as I watch her take off her comfy clothes as I hum lowly.

“I’m about to start my period, what can I say?”

“God help every snack in our kitchen for the next week.”

A smirk tugs at the corner of my lips but I end up laughing out softly from her words and she chuckles, beginning to carefully get dressed. My eyes linger on her petite figure and I swallow, glancing to the side and I feel my cheeks heat up.

Two years together and she still drives me crazy, even while doing the simplest things.

“Are you going to help me zip up this top or stand there drooling all over yourself?” Jenna’s voice breaks me from my unholy thoughts as I snap my gaze back to her and she’s now looking over her shoulder to me with a teasing grin.

“Oh, hush.” I grumble and she laughs, feeling me walk up behind her as I carefully zip up the top for her from behind. I can see her body shiver lightly and I grin. “I didn’t even touch you.”

“So? Shut up. Like I said, you turn me on.” Jenna spits quickly and I laugh, grinning even more.

“Yeah, yeah, beautiful. Let’s go, our reservation is in an hour.”

Time Skip

“This wine is really good.” Jenna says, finishing her what? Second or third glass as I chuckle, sipping on my ice water.

“You’re going to be a total mess when we get home, aren’t you?”

Jenna smirks at my question and slowly glances around the quiet yet fancy restaurant before leaning closer over the table some. That’s when I feel her heel slowly slide up my leg under the table and my face turns pink immediately.

“Who said I will wait til we get home?” Jenna whispers as I clench my jaw and lean over the table some to lower my voice.

“Behave.”

“Make me.”

My jaw clenches more and it’s clear Jenna is feeding off of it as I glance around the restaurant. Luckily, no one gave a shit as to what was happening between us at the small table in the corner.

“You’re bold.” I whisper and give her a ‘Stop’ look. I didn’t want her to stop, no. But, we are in public after all and we are known faces.

Imagine “Jenna Ortega and her lover can’t keep it under control at a restaurant” being the next headline with a messy paparazzi photo.

Jenna smirks and slowly sits back up straight, clearing her throat quietly once she realizes the waiter was coming back.

“Is everything okay for you two? Anything else I can grab for you ladies?” He asks politely and smiles.

“Just the check, please.” I say kindly to him as he nods and we share polite smiles.

I watch him walk away before feeling Jenna’s foot slide up even more and I feel her eyes glued to me as I look over to her, she grins, her eyes twinkle even in the dim lighting.

“You’re so cute when you’re flustered. Especially when it’s my doing.” Jenna says sweetly, too sweetly.

“It’s because all you do is tease me.”

“I love a reaction, you know that.” she smiles like she is the innocent one here and her foot goes between my knees, I gulp. “Teasing you is my love language. And, I always get what I want out of it.”

“Yeah, fucked roughly.” I mutter quietly and she quietly giggles when the waiter is heading back to our direction with check in hand.

“Exactly.” she smirks and winks at me as I stare at her while the waiter places the check down onto the table and I slide it over to me, thanking him.

I place my card in with the check after giving a tip and signing. The waiter thankfully doesn’t take long to retrieve and do his part before bringing back my card, making sure we were good to go.

“Are you ready, love?” I ask casually, meanwhile Jenna is staring at me like I was her last meal.

“Yeah, for you to eat me out.”

“Oh my god, come on.” I laugh quietly and shake my head, taking her hand into mine as I help her up from her chair and she laughs softly, wrapping her arms around my arm, close against my side.

[eazypunk]

first child - j.o

jenna ortega x male reader

warnings: none

Reader’s POV:

Jenna and I recently had our first child. The nine months were a mixture of excitement, nervousness, and maybe both of us scared to death. The first few months were the easiest for her and her body but of course, with any pregnancy, it became harder on her. I took extra care of her, helped her with anything she needed and wanted, and made her “odd” cravings as she called it. Which I was fully prepared for the weird craving combos considering my older sister has been pregnant twice and watching her beg my brother in law for peanut butter and pickles was kinda gross at first but witnessing it first hand for Jenna was different maybe. The only woman I see a future with carrying our future, I would do anything for.

4am

Mateo’s soft cries fills up the bedroom from his bassinet beside the bed, I immediately wake up at the sound as I’ve grown accustomed to his noises quite quickly. Jenna stirs beside me and groans quietly.

“I got him, baby. You get some rest.” I speak softly, kissing Jenna’s forehead and she halfway smiles at me.

“Thank you, sweetheart.” she murmurs quietly and caresses my arm as I slowly get out of bed.

I make my way over to her side of the bed where his bassinet is, his tiny legs and arms moving around, eyes wide open as he whines.

“Need a diaper change or a bottle, little man?” I coo softly and reach down to carefully pick Mateo up into my arms and he whines a little slower. He definitely loved the attention of his parents, which of course we didn’t mind. He’s our whole world after all.

I carefully lay him down on the bottom half of our bed to check his diaper which was good. So, I take it, it’s time for his late night/early morning feeding. Luckily, Jenna and I are prepared with pre pumped bottles so I went to grab one from the warmer we keep them in.

Jenna was watching the entire time, a tired smile on her face. She finally breaks her silence once I settle into the comfy chair in the corner of our bedroom with a now content Mateo in my arms as I bottle feed him.

“You know, for a first time dad, you’re pretty good at this.” Jenna speaks softly and then grins at me as I quirk up an eyebrow at her sudden grin, knowing a teasing remark was coming. Playful teasing was built fondly into our relationship all these years.

“Are you sure you don’t have another baby mama out there?” and there it was. I laugh quietly and smirk, looking down to Mateo as he drinks from his bottle and his eyes on me.

“I have about ten out there actually.” I tease back and look over to Jenna through my eyelashes as she quietly gasps before laughing out softly.

“Wait until you have to tell Mateo one day about his dozen other siblings. He’s gonna be jealous.” she says with a soft grin, slowly sitting up against the headboard as I watch her carefully, knowing she’s still a bit sore from giving birth.

“Maybe I’ll wait to tell him when he’s eighteen so he’s not as jealous.”

“You’re terrible!” Jenna whispers loudly and laughs quietly before smiling warmly at Mateo drinking away on his bottle, cuddled up in my arms against my chest. “Hungry all of the time just like his father, no denying that’s your baby.”

“Hey, it helps us grow big and strong, okay?” I scoff playfully before we share a grin to one another and she giggles.

“Whatever you say, sweetheart.” Jenna playfully rolls her eyes with a fond smile.

I settle a burp cloth onto my shoulder when Mateo finishes up the small bottle, carefully placing him safely to where I could begin burping him. His soft sounds and coos as I gently pat his back fills the room, Jenna and I sharing knowing glances of “I wouldn’t have this any other way”.

Once he does his thing, I double check his diaper so he’s not uncomfortable before carefully placing him back into his bassinet once I make sure he was getting sleepy again. Which of course he was, he definitely is a good sleeper. Another trait he takes after his dad.

I soon crawl back into bed with Jenna, helping her get comfortable before I snuggle her close and kiss her softly. We both smile at one another when we pull away.

“I think we got this whole parenting thing in the bag, don’t you think, Y/N?” Jenna asks and smiles up at me, her eyes tracing my facial features as I smile and nod, looking into her eyes.

“I think we do, mama.” I say softly, smiling more before leaning back down slightly to place another soft kiss on her lips.