it was always the same routine on tuesdays. megan would show up at your house after school looking like she hadn't slept in three days all limbs and nervous energy and that stupid puppy dog desperation that she couldn't seem to shake.
she looked like she was constantly on the verge of crumbling her shoulders hunched as if she were trying to make herself smaller though she never quite succeeded. she was a loser plain and simple clumsy sweaty and completely incapable of holding herself together when you were in the room.
you watched her from the doorway leaning against the frame with a practiced air of bored indifference. you looked every bit the queen bee you were your hair perfect even after a full day of classes your expression one of mild amusement mixed with something sharper something almost cruel.
you were wearing a tiny white tank top that showed off the sharp lines of your collarbones and a pair of baggy boxers you had stolen from megan's apartment the week before. you liked the way they felt against your skin a constant private reminder of the girl currently squirming on your bed.
"you're late megan" you said your voice smooth and cold as ice. megan flinched at the sound of it her head snapping up. her face was already flushed a deep pink her eyes wide and watering slightly. "i-i know, sorry… the bus was just-“
"i don't really care about the bus." you cut her off walking into the room with slow deliberate steps. you didn't sit down immediately instead you circled the bed like you were inspecting a piece of property. you noticed how megan's breathing had already begun to quicken how her thighs were pressed tightly together shaking almost imperceptibly.
you knew exactly what was happening. you knew about the missing underwear in your own drawers the damp patches on the hoodies megan borrowed the way megan couldn't seem to keep her hands off herself whenever she thought you weren't looking.
megan was already unraveling. she looked pathetic sprawled across the duvet with her fingers digging into the fabric. she was already hard the unmistakable bulge straining against her jeans. she looked like she wanted to cry and beg at the same time her lips parted as she let out a whimper that sounded painfully needy.
"you're already making those noises" you noted stopping at the edge of the bed. you looked down at megan with undisguised disdain. "you're such a mess. do you ever actually control yourself?"
"baby.. i-i try" megan whined her voice cracking on the last syllable. she sounded so small so helpless. "it's just... when i'm here y/n. it's hard."
you let out a soft mocking laugh. you sat down on the edge of the mattress not touching megan yet just letting the girl suffer under your gaze. you could see the sweat beading at megan's hairline the way her chest was heaving. the power dynamic was delicious the way you held every single piece of megan's composure in the palm of your hand.
"well you're not doing a very good job of trying" you said. you reached out not to comfort her but to hook two fingers under megan's chin forcing her to meet your gaze. megan's eyes were glassy completely undone. "you're shaking like a leaf. it's embarrassing."
"please" megan whispered the word barely audible. she didn't even know what she was asking for only that she needed the torment to end or perhaps for it to escalate into something she could finally lose herself in.
your smile didn't reach your eyes. you liked this the way megan crumbled at the slightest provocation. you liked knowing that you could break this girl apart just by speaking to her. slowly you shifted sliding off the edge of the bed to kneel between megan's spread legs. you could feel the heat radiating off megan's body the desperate energy that seemed to fill the space between them.
"if you're going to be this pathetic about it" you murmured your fingers moving to the button of megan's jeans "then i guess i'll have to show you how to actually handle it."
you didn't rush. you took your time undoing the denim savoring the way megan's hips jerked upward at the contact. when the fabric finally gave way revealing how badly megan needed you you felt a surge of satisfaction. you wanted to see every reaction every gasp every shameful sound. you wanted to milk every drop of desperation out of her.
you leaned forward your breath hot against the sensitive skin of megan's inner thigh. you watched as megan's head fell back against the pillow her eyes fluttering closed as she let out a broken keening sound. you knew what came next and you knew exactly how you were going to make megan beg for it.
you didn't rush to finish what you had started. you wanted to prolong the agony to watch megan squirm under the weight of her own need. you peeled back the fabric of megan's underwear with agonizing slowness exposing her completely to the cool air of the room. megan looked so exposed so vulnerable her hips twitching involuntarily as the air hit her sensitive skin. she looked like she was begging without even saying the words her entire body arched toward you.
"look at you" you whispered your voice dripping with mock pity as you reached out to trace the length of her. "you're already leaky. you're such a filthy loser aren't you?"
megan couldn't even answer. she could only let out another broken whimper her fingers tangling in the bedsheets as she tried to anchor herself. you finally closed the distance your tongue flicking out to taste the salty heat of her. you started slow teasing the tip swirling around the sensitive head before taking her fully into your mouth.
the reaction was instant. megan's entire body convulsed her back lifting off the mattress as a strangled scream died in her throat. she sounded like she was breaking apart. you kept your rhythm steady and relentless using your tongue to stroke and your lips to create a tight sucking pressure that made megan's toes curl. you could taste how desperate megan was the saltiness of her sweat mixing with the slick heat of her arousal. "y-y/n... please... oh god y/n please" megan sobbed out her voice thick with pleasure and shame. she was completely lost her eyes rolled back as she surrendered everything to you.
you didn't stop. you increased the pace your hand wrapping around the base to provide a steady punishing friction while your mouth worked feverishly above. you wanted to milk every single ounce of pleasure out of her. you wanted to see megan reduced to nothing but raw sensation. you could feel the tension building in megan's thighs the way her muscles were coiled tight like a spring ready to snap.
you shifted your grip using your free hand to cup megan's balls kneading them gently between your fingers as you continued to suckle. the dual stimulation was too much for megan; she began to thrash beneath you her hips bucking wildly. she was close so close her breathing coming in short ragged gasps that sounded more like hyperventilation than anything else.
"that's it baby.. give it to me." you commanded against her skin your voice muffled but clear enough to send fresh waves of electricity through the girl above you.
megan finally broke. with one last desperate cry that sounded almost like a plea for mercy she came. she shuddered violently her entire body seizing up as she spilled over your tongue. you didn't pull away; you stayed right there swallowing every drop milking the last of the tremors from megan's body until the girl finally collapsed back onto the pillow panting and completely spent.
but you weren't done yet. you pulled back slowly strands of saliva connecting them in the dim light. you looked up at megan's flushed wrecked face with a cold satisfied smile. megan looked like she had been through a war her eyes unfocused and her lips swollen.
"that was just the first time" you murmured wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. you leaned up pressing your face closer to megan's letting her see the hunger still burning in your own eyes. "i told you i was going to teach you how to behave. now we're going to do it again."
you moved higher positioning yourself so you could look megan directly in the eyes as you prepared to take her again. you wanted to watch the exact moment megan lost herself for the second third time. you wanted to see her face painted with the evidence of how badly she needed to be owned.
you didn't give her time to recover. you knew her body was still hypersensitive from that first climax and you intended to exploit every single nerve ending. you reached down again her fingers finding the slick evidence of her release before you pressed your mouth back against her. this time you weren't gentle. you wanted her to feel the full weight of your control. you focused on the cock that was already twitching and leaking from her earlier release. you used your tongue with a more demanding rhythm licking and swirling around the head with an intensity that made her hips buck involuntarily against your face.
"stay still, puppy." you commanded when she tried to squirm away from the overwhelming sensation. you grabbed both of her wrists pinning them to the pillow above her head with one hand. it was a display of dominance that made her whimper but she didn't fight you. she couldn't. she simply laid there helpless beneath you her chest heaving as she stared up at you with pupils blown wide with need.
you watched her unravel. you watched the way her throat bobbed when she swallowed hard and the way her thighs trembled violently. you shifted your grip moving your hand down to cup her balls while your mouth worked feverishly. you wanted to taste every drop of her desperation. you pressed your tongue harder against the sensitive tip swirling it in circles while your thumb applied steady pressure to the base. you wanted to see how much more she could take before she completely snapped.
you watched her eyes roll back as soon as your tongue found that sensitive spot again. she was already close this time her body reacting to your touch before you even fully engaged. her hips began to grind against your mouth seeking more friction seeking more of you. you didn't give it to her freely. you pulled back suddenly leaving her gasping and desperate the sudden absence of your tongue making her whimper like a wounded animal.
"please," she choked out the word barely audible as she arched her back trying to force herself against you. "please y/n don't stop."
"did i say you could speak?" you murmured against her inner thigh before moving back up to face her again. you wanted her to understand that every second of pleasure was a gift you chose to give. you returned to her cock taking the swollen head back into your mouth but this time you used your teeth. you grazed the sensitive underside with the faintest pressure sending electricity shooting through her entire frame.
megan's legs fell open wider her thighs shaking so hard they could barely support her. you could feel the heat pouring off her. you increased the suction making it deep and punishing your throat working to draw every ounce of feeling out of her. you wanted her to feel like she was drowning in you. you wanted her to forget everything except the way your mouth felt wrapped around her.
your hand moved in perfect sync with your mouth stroking the length of her with firm deliberate motions. you watched her face through half lidded eyes. she looked wrecked. her cheeks were flushed a deep crimson and her mouth hung open as she struggled for air. she was completely at your mercy and you savored every second of it.
"that's it puppy, break for me." you commanded between slow, kitten licks.
she couldn't hold it back. the tension in her body coiled tighter and tighter until she finally snapped. her hips jerked upward with violent force as she came again. she cried out your name as she spilled over your tongue the release so intense it seemed to shock her system. her entire body went rigid before melting back into the mattress. she was sobbing now small broken sounds of pure overstimulation.
you didn't pull away immediately. you stayed connected to her milking the last of the tremors through slow deliberate strokes of your tongue until she finally went limp. you pulled back slowly letting the saliva string between you as you looked down at her ruined expression. she looked pathetic. she looked perfect.
you leaned down whispering against her ear while your hand continued to stroke her softening cock. "you did so well. so obedient." you could feel her shudder at your words.
Manon was the star player of the girl’s basketball team. You thought she’d never look your way, quite frankly, with all your heart, you believed she was straight. But your best friend disagreed.
“Okay, I’m not saying straight women can’t wear baggy clothes, but evidently, more than likely they turn out to be gay.” Megan shoved a french fry in her mouth.
“That’s illogical.” You shrugged, smiling a little.
But you started to notice more. The way her eyes lingered whenever a girl was talking to her or how she always looked disinterested when a boy was nearby. She’d never had a boyfriend before, publicly you thought, but the rumors never deflated.
There was each day about her and a new boy from the football team. Even ones she’s never met before. And you knew it was because she’s beautiful, yet untouchable enough that nobody can hold her attention long enough to date her.
You don’t know how you did.
It started during passing period. The bell rang and you rushed through the corridors, trying your best to beat the crowds and make it on time. You were watching your feet the whole time, you didn’t realize it until you had collided with someone.
Everything in your hands flew on the ground, scattering in the mist obnoxious way. You sighed heavily, an apology forming in your mouth to spit out but then you glanced up. Manon. She was already crouched down, wearing baggy blue jeans, a skin tight shirt, Air Force’s, and her iconic Dodgers hat that she wore every single day.
Those chocolate brown eyes met yours in an instant. She gently handed your books back. “Sorry about that.” Her voice was raspy and low, filled with a nonchalant confidence that was nothing less than attractive. Her soft hands grazed yours as she made sure you secured your belongings again. “I wasn’t paying attention.”
“Me neither. I’m sorry too.” You whispered, slowly standing up.
The bell rang and you mentally cursed yourself in your head. Manon looked up for a second before looking at you again. “Can I walk you to class?”
Those six little, simple words turned into hang outs everyday after school at her house, dinners with her family, heated Mario kart sessions, stolen glances, and intimate kisses behind the bleachers when no one was around.
Her pinky would meet yours in public—the subtle gesture enough to make your heart burst. Nobody knew Manon was gay, not even that you two were dating. You didn’t mind, not until someone openly started flirting with her.
“Hey, Manz.” Josh, quarterback for the varsity team, approached her that afternoon during basketball practice before the big game. You sat in the bleachers not too far away.
“Yo.” She mumbled, shooting a ball and jogging after it to continue.
“So… I was wondering something.” His smirk said it all, about what his true intentions were. And you felt that sick twist in your stomach. “There’s all these rumors about us. People wanting us to get together.”
Manon ignored him, taking another shot. Josh retrieved the ball and held it in his hands, forcing her to even be close to him with direct eye contact.
“What do you say? You, me, date this Friday? My dad has a lambo he’ll let me drive.”
Manon mentally rolled her eyes, snatching the ball with an aggressive amount of force. “I’m good. I don’t like you.”
The rejection was this soft blow, meant to deflate the situation and push him away quietly. But boys like Josh never take no for an answer.
“Come on, Manon. I don’t bite. You’ll grow to like me.” He reaches for her shoulder, but his face is met with Manon’s elbow, shoved back against his nose. He cries in pain, people gasping in the stands and the coaches rushing over.
“No means fucking no.” She spat. Her teammate takes the ball away, letting the girl cool off on the bleachers. She sits next to you, heavily breathing an all.
You glanced sideways at her. “Are you okay?”
Manon sighed. “I’m tired of this.” She swallowed thickly, looking at you with widened eyes. “I can’t keep hiding.”
“What do you mean?” You whispered.
Her hands reach for your face, thumbs running smooth across your cheeks and she smiles a little. “I love you.” Manon’s lips meet yours instantly, soft and gentle as she coddles your face. She doesn’t let go for a hot minute, lets it linger so everyone can glance and see she’s yours.
“I love you too.” You chuckled with warm cheeks, flushed with a deep red color.
“Manon! Come on!” Lara shouts, smiling widely with pride.
Manon chuckles too, kissing your lips once more, quicker this time. “Cheer for me, baby.”
“Always.” You promise and watch her jog down to meet with Lara halfway. Your heart was doing flips, stomach fluttering with butterflies. Everything felt perfect.
girlfriend!manon who meets you at a concert of theirs. during sound checks you guys kept making eye contact. she was very drawn to you. her eyes diverted to you at lot during the concert. you made her perform better that night. she found you after the show and asked for your instagram. from that night you guys texted nonstop and both developed crazy feeling for each other. you guys made it official after 2 months, you guys were inseparable.
“hey. what’s your name?”
“can i get your instagram?”
“i want to get to know you y/n”
“i love being with you, i want you to be my girlfriend.. will you be my girlfriend?”
girlfriend!manon who takes you everywhere with her so a lot of people started taking and posting pictures of you two together. everyone wanted to know who you were to her. pictures posted all over twitter. them finding you in her following list.
“oh my god, who is she.”
“manon is liking all of her pictures.”
“they have to be dating.”
“wait she’s gorgeous omg.”
girlfriend!manon who posted you on your birthday which confirmed the dating rumors to be true. and every since she never stopped posting you. she was so loud about her love towards you and how proud she was to be your girlfriend.
girlfriend!manonwho made you her plus one everywhere. if they saw manon they saw you. paparazzi started gravitating towards you each time you appeared with manon. which lead to gaining more recognition.
girlfriend!manon who shouted you out every chance she got. on interviews. during shows. she wanted the world to know how amazing you were.
girlfriend!manon who always made sure you felt included even when surrounded by celebrities. she’d keep an arm around your waist, introduce you to everyone, and never let you feel out of place.
“have you met my girlfriend yet?”
“she’s the one i’ve been telling you about.”
“isn’t she amazing?”
girlfriend!manon who always reminded everyone that you were your own person whenever people only referred to you as “manon’s girlfriend.”
“she’s so talented.”
“don’t just know her because she’s dating me.”
“get to know her because she’s amazing.”
girlfriend!manon who couldn’t stop smiling the first time fans asked you for pictures instead of only asking for pictures with her.
“can we get a picture with you?”
you blinked.
“me?”
they nodded excitedly.
“we love you.”
you walked back to manon completely shocked.
“someone wanted a picture with me.”
she wrapped an arm around your shoulders.
“get used to it, pretty girl.”
girlfriend!manon who never got jealous when your spotlight started growing. if anything, she became even louder about supporting you. every interview ended the same way.
“go support y/n.”
“i’m so proud of her.”
“that’s my girl.”
girlfriend!manon who smiled every time she’d overhear strangers recognizing you.
“isn’t that y/n?”
“she’s the one dating manon.”
“…yeah, but she’s also doing her own thing now.”
manon would quietly smile to herself.
because that’s exactly what she’d hoped for all along.
I know it’s been a while since i updated guys, this retrograde took all my creativity and motivation phew!! im a sag!!! ugh but anyways im back guys and I hope you guys like this idea! I did this on my other blog with joe keery! @eddies-ed! I definitely wanna make this a series with all the girls! let me know who you guys want to see next!! choi!!
PERV!LIFE GUARD! DANIELA who loves her job so much . with her latin roots and her beautiful looks she knew how to turn heads easily , some frat boys intentionally tried to fake drown so she can and save them , her full round ass making guys get hard between their swim trucks , dani smirks teasing the men calling them easy , the married old men checking her out and even the women too.
PERV!LIFE GUARD!DANIELA who had a crush on you the first day of her summer job, taking being a lifeguard she’d save a couple of little kids , get a tan and just hangout by the beach all summer till she met you a pretty girl who she couldn’t get a way from. her desire for you grew by the second , you’d tease eachother all day you worked as a substitute life guard alongside dani so you grew closer and closer. learnt how dani worked and joked around , her favorite comfort food after a good day was some alfredo pasta with a iced cola to down it down.
PERV!LIFE GUARD DANIELA looooooved to watch your ass as soon as she sees you walking by. the pleasurable hear growing between her legs as she watches your legs , full thighs perfectly bronzed up from the sun wishing she can wrap them around her neck but she digresses.
PERV!LIFE GUARD!DANIELA who tried to have her hands on you in any way possible , in your lifeguard training dani had to put you to a couple tests , she took the liberty to “ guide you” always having her hands on your lower back , she’d wrap her hands around your waist tightening her grip to yeasts you “ mmh keep it steady there y/n we can’t have our best life guard trip and fall on the job right?” she whispers in your ear trying to play coy .
PERV!LIFE GAURD! DANIELA the beach you work out hosts summer parties during the summer break , you’d always find dani there laughing with your co workers she was lively and really fun to be around . a few drinks in dani would be slurring words and unable to walk in a straight line , you found her throwing up and a utter mess , her hands grilling the sink too hard “ dani dani easy there you’ll hurt your hand” you try to soothe her but she takes if as pity and tries to push you “ no jus fuckin stop, don need pity ors helpt from - f’anyone, and and what the fuck is like jackson’s desk huh? he’s all over you and you’re fuckin mine y/n y’hear me? all for me mineeee “ dani slurred , your eyes widen at her words you knew she was drunk and all over the place but drunk words are sober thoughts . “ dani you’re drunk pls just let me drive you home” . dani sighs as she takes your hands , the latinas words run through your head she was jealous? jealous of jackson who was another lifeguard in the team he was a cocky son of the bitch and a literal player , you went out with him once and coudnt handle how he only talked about himself for the whole date like please .
PERV!LIFE GAURD!DANIELA after that night totally dreaded to talk to you ever again , she tried to stay away from you, stumbled on words when you’d be near eachother. “ah- yeah y/n the uh little rope should be here you can’t leave it “ she groaned to herself thinking what the fuck is she saying “ dani what rope?” you rose your eyebrows “ this one..” she whispered nervously scratching her neck “ you mean the rope for the jet skis ?” you laugh pointing to the rope as you fixed it tying it to the jet ski. you pull in dani when on your break “ okay what the hell is your problem. dani?” dani’s eyes widen as she looks down “ nothin wrong y/n were js working it’s work in working you’re working we’re working “ she emphasizes on the word work alot and you knew something is wrong when a habit like this she only does when she’s feeling nervous . “ dani” you took her shoulder to steady her up .
before you can regard anything you found dani leaning in and capturing your lips into a kiss , you barely registered what’s happening as you kissed her back your body just making decisions on behalf of your brain. dani breaks the kiss as she leans her forward against yours slowly taking her breath “ fuck ive even wanting to do that for so long” she smiles as you look into her eyes “ i dont like jackson you doofus , we went out once daniela that was it and k hated it “ you stroke her cheeks as she melts kissing your palm “ so you’re free new girl?” she smirks you nod “ im free baby” dani laughs pulling you into a soft kiss her hands rubbing down to your hips as she squeezed them her bottom lip gently nibbling down your bottom lip as you moan in the latina swallowing your sounds.
PERV!LIFE GAURD! DANIELA who after your first kiss has been the most clingy perosn you’ve met. even more than usual. the latina now calls you spanish pet names all the time she picks you up in her red convertible and gives you the best i miss you kiss ever you always taste the banana lip gloss she puts “ hi mi amor “ or “ i’ve missed you mami”.
PERV!LIFE GUARD ! DANIELA took it to heart to beat the shit out of jackson just cause he didn’t treat you well , she gave him a hard ass punch in his face took a whole month to heal she yanked him with the collar of his stupid burberry shut “ ever come hear my girl i swear to god ill fucki’n kill you jackson y’hear me ?”
PERV!LIFE GUARD! DANIELA who’s mostly a soft dom but loves to switch it up , very kinky too and you love it . you’ve always knew you liked girls but daniela was your first . she gave you time and almost 4 months into your relationship you were intimate. other than physical tough dani’s love language was worlds of affirmation, she loved to just pepper your face with your soft kisses , taking her sweet time praising you on how good you are , how her big cock just fits perfectly into your sweet cunt. running her fingers in slow and precise digits, her fingers hitting your g-spot and stretching your walls out. dani looovesss to spit right into your pussy , the squelching sounds turned her on even more. she loved to move her cunt with yours scissoring with eachother , the silky sounds of your wetness together , the tightening between your legs as you rock with eachother . dani loves to push herself on top of you her tits would harden peaking out so you can feel you do to her. she loves public sex too one time she fingered you on the beach luckily there were no people around just you guys “ fuck baby you’re so tight so perfect” she whispered into your ears as she thrusted her fingers angling them to open you up even more as you rode her .
PERV!LIFE GUARD! DANIELA who was so nervous to meet your mom she almost threw up twhce on the way to your mom’s house “ dani baby she’ll love you don’t worry” you reassured her stroking her arms “ please she might dislike me , or if she sees me taking too much she’ll think i’m this weird ass girl you picked up from the beach “ dani pouted you almost laughed at how cute she is “ she WILL love you cariño “dani took a breath and nodded as she gripped on your hands . the night passed away smoothly with dani laughing and smiling at your baby pics sitting hip to hip with your mom , you tilted your head taking a pic of the two most important women in your life. when you said your goodbyes your mom kissed your cheek whispering in your ear “ i love her baby she might just be my future daughter in law “ your mom winked at you as dani heard your muffed whispers smiling to her self .
pairings: g!p megan skiendiel x reader x g!p sophia laforteza
warnings: smut, p in v, breeding, spanking, bondage, degradation, praise, very little plot perhaps.. etc.
sophia knew she was fucked the second your gaze landed on wonhee praising her abs. you decide to get revenge by making her watch.
a/n: based off that one clip in iconic by mistake bts where wonhee's talking about sophia's abs. also no smau chapter today... enjoy this... (?)
Wonhee’s oblivious to the girl burning holes into the back of her head as she admires Sophia’s abs. Megan doesn’t seem to mind, her hand rests over Sophia’s stomach. The elder keeps her calm, heart pounding as her eyes search the crew, hoping to get a look at you. Your arms are folded, simply leaning against the wall.
Sophia exhales, looking away immediately. Her mind’s rushing over thoughts, too loud to focus on what Wonhee’s saying. Yoonchae translates for them, but Sophia only clenches, signalling for Megan to keep the conversation going. Wonhee’s fussing, already asking for a routine, but Sophia can’t seem to keep her calm.
You begin to walk towards them, catching Megan’s eyes, giving her the same terrifying smile as last night. You can see her shiver, fumbling her words as her eyes switch between you and the girl from ILLIT. Oh. You greet the girls, smiling as you make your way behind Sophia. Your chin rests on her shoulder, nails already coming up to scratch her abdomen lightly. Sophia’s breath stutters.
Wonhee doesn’t seem to notice much, already busy with Yoonchae. Sophia has to bite down her lip to stop whimpering, and Megan’s looking at them like a lost puppy. “Pathetic,” You whisper in her ear, Sophia’s fingers curl up into fists. You slap the hand that tries to reach up your skirt away, looking at Megan to behave, but she only pouts. Your hand wraps around her throat, and her vision goes dizzy.
A soft peck, no one’s suspecting anything. “Behave.” Megan’s eyes shine, smile full of mischief.
Sophia’s already pressed against the headboard, begging to undress you. Her eyes aren’t working on you, and Megan keeps giving her that stupid smug smile that makes her want to pull you both down and just—
“Focus.” Your lips press against hers, and Sophia’s hands shoot up, curling around your waist, trapping you against her. Your hand cups her breast, squeezes till she moans and pushes her off. “Did you like the attention, hm?” Sophia shakes her head immediately, already trying to go in for another kiss.
You straddle her, slowly tearing the shirt off her body. You turn towards Megan, “c’mere, pup.” Megan follows, kissing up your neck. Your hands wrap around hers, choking softly, the way she likes, “whatever you need,” Megan barely manages to mumble out. Your hand quickly takes the tie off Megan, turning your attention towards Sophia once more.
Before Sophia protests, you’re tying her hands together, putting them over her head, making sure she gets a good view of your back arching in the process, and god she hates not being able to touch, you know that damn well, better than anyone else.
Megan lifts your arms, taking your shirt off, so she can go back to your breasts. “Fuck, puppy, just like that,” your back arches, giving Megan more space to take what she needs. Sophia’s watching, biting down on her lip hard enough to draw blood. She sees the smirk on your face. She hates it, she wants to wipe it off you so bad, she’s going to—
Megan goes behind you, gently laying you over Sophia so she can position herself over your entrance. “Baby? Can I?” She leans over to whisper, too far gone, already tapping it against your entrance. You gasp, nodding. She taps it harder against your entrance, making you use Sophia as support.
“Megan, fuck,” Whispered as you’re kissing Sophia, as she’s trying to shove her tongue down your throat. Sophia growls, hands already struggling to not break free. Megan thrusts in, so, so full. “S’tight. Shit, shit, babe,” Megan whispers, falling forward. “That’s it, keep going,” You whine out, saliva mixing with Sophia’s. She’s fucking dying, her cock throbs.
“Yeah, just let me fuck you,” Megan whispered into your ear, she knows what that does to you. Your head falls into Sophia’s chest, and Megan decides to go hard. “Don’t think about her, think about me, how my cock stretches you out, princess. Made to take this, aren’t you?”
Jesus Christ, your eyes are barely opening. Your stomach presses against Sophia’s now hard cock, grinding against it as Megan slams into you from behind. “Oh, fuck, like that,” Sophia whimpers into your ear, knowing how riled up it gets you.
Megan’s nails dig into your hips, pressing you harder into Sophia. “You wanna fuck her, Laforteza? Hm? I know that look. Maybe you should start whining less and begging more.” Megan switches up so fast, your eyes roll to the back of your head.
“You see how she takes this dick? Such a good little slut for me, and me only, isn’t she?” Megan’s hand comes down on your ass, making sure it turns red, till you can only whimper out a yes to please her. “My good girl, doing so good princess.”
Sophia growls out in rebellion, demanding for herself to be untied so she can show Megan how it’s really done. “At least I wasn’t letting other people admire my body while my girl watches,” Megan hisses, pulling your head back by the hair so Sophia can clearly see your eyes crossing.
“Meg, I won’t last long, shit,” You moan out, and Sophia clenches her wrists. Don’t you dare. “Hold it, princess.” God, the things Megan’s voice does to you, especially when she’s slamming into you like she’s been wanting this for ages. “Tell her how good and deep I fuck you,” Megan smirks, kissing the spot beneath your ear as she looks straight into Sophia’s eyes.
“So good, c—can’t think. You’re so big, Meg, too big,” You whine out, finally clenching around her. “Can’t hold it,” Megan smirks at your words, reaching out to rub your clit, calling you her good slut as she makes you look right into Sophia’s eyes as you cum.
Megan doesn’t let you rest, strokes your stomach as you collapse back into her lap while secretly untying Sophia.
You’re fucked.
Sophia’s hands reach out, “You’re such a tease,” Sophia growls against you, taking her cock in her hands, tapping it on your pussy, hitting your clit. Your hips jerk upwards into her. “Sophia, it’s so big, I can’t, god…”
Sophia was so much bigger than Megan’s, the teasing was all fun, but holy shit she was going to make sure you weren’t able to sit. “I know, baby, I know, but you can take it, okay? Now get on your hands and knees.” Sophia bites down on your ear.
When she finally enters you? Fuck. “Fuck, you’re so tight. God, it’s gripping me so well—” Sophia moans into your neck, hands coming down on your ass. “Be a good slut f’me please, wanna cum in you, wanna make it up to you, please baby.” Sophia whines, and Megan smirks at her condition.
Megan’s nails scratch against Sophia’s back as Sophia ruts into you, getting the poor girl whinier. “Please, baby I never wanna pull out, it’s so tight… fuck, how did Megan do this, Jesus.” Sophia couldn’t keep her words under control, not when she was so close.
“Yeah? You wanna cum? You know the magic word.” You smirk, biting your lip as Sophia’s moans get louder in your ear. “Please, please I’ll be so good. I’m stretching you out so much, so much better than Megan, please tell me, god I’m yours, you’re mine, just let me nut in you, please.” Sophia begged so pretty, both you and Megan had your eyes sparkling. Megan’s hand came down on Sophia’s ass, putting her right back in place.
“Been hard for so long, you’re both so hot, ugh, I can’t help it, just wanna fuck you over and over.”
“Yeah? You like fucking her while I watch? That’s what I thought.” Megan fuels the flame.
“Go on baby, take what you need.” Sophia growled hearing your words, speeding up her thrusts. “Feels so good, should’ve done this so much sooner, I’m all yours, just want your pussy, all the time, just wanna be good for you both, won’t let anyone look at me again like that.” Sophia whines, eyes getting dizzier.
She made sure to not pull out as she came, collapsing onto you, a little tired, heaving. You flip yourselves over, giving Megan a little peck before you both turn to a now wrecked Sophia.
Your nails rake over her abs one last time, tracing mine into her skin.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ six-foot-something chunk of intimidating muscle. The epitome of dominance Sevika made her rounds of rumors when she officially moved to Piltover. She was an amazing new edition to the council. Calling out bullshit when she saw it, adding ideas that would’ve never been conjured, and making the world for the better. She was everything anyone would want.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ her scent is GODLY erotic. It naturally is very musky. Almost an alcoholic aftertaste alongside. But mixed with her routine smoking (high quality cigars after settling just a bit into privilege..lmao) it was intoxicating. The more threatened she was, whether violently or sexually, the better it’s picked up.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ RBF to the max. She’s kinda irritated by anybody in Piltover to be honest.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ Despite her terrifying demeanor and looks, Sevika is just terrible at talking up pretty girls. It was the one thing she was severely insecure about. If they attempted to flirt? She’d refuse to talk. Her eyebrows threaded annoyance.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ But her eyes were her second pair of mouths. Her birth given gaze either signaled pent up violence or clearly stripping your clothes. Either way, it scared off a lot of girls who tried their best near her. And it made Sevika devastated.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ she attempts to visit brothels to find someone. Anyone to attempt to court really, before she quickly exits with a flustered face.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ It’s at a flower adorned park that she smells a contrasted strong vanilla, lactonic leaning scent in her direction. Her bulge immediately quivered just at how delicious you smelled.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ There you were, the cutest omega feeding a squirrel some peanuts before it scurried at the sight of Sevika. She replayed the image a lot in her head. You were a beautiful little Bambi. So sweet. So clueless.
Your voice didn’t help her case. You were sunshine in a bottle.
“Oh! Can I help you?”
Sevika breath caught in her throat. But cut her some slack.
“I-uhm.”
She gulped.
“Fuck, I’m sorry.”
Your brows became upturned as your Jane’s clicked over to her. “Hey! It’s okay. I’m in no rush. Take your time.”
Sevika huffed. “D-did you need a patch?”
Stupid fucking question is what she immediately thought to herself.
“Huh? W..what’s that?” You tilted your head, letting your hair flow to the same direction. And exposing your neck.
Her eyes couldn’t escape and didn’t know where to look. Oh god, she needed you so bad.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ for the next few months, she did everything in her power to impress you without words. Her mechanical hand always handed you something. Help with your sink, a pastry, bags of clothing, perfume, a necklace she thought would look good on you. ‘Just cuz.’ To save humiliation, she’d reply with nothing but a nod or a shrug when you kept thanking her.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ You never wore a patch, nor even look both ways on the streets. After work, she’d pace behind you to memorize your favorite coffee spot. The Pilates studio you always stopped by.
Your path to work or home.
In her eyes, it wasn’t teetering to obsession or creeping. It was to keep you safe.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ Poor Sevika didn’t know that you knew exactly what you were doing. You couldn’t believe how oblivious she was to your attitude. Of course you knew what patches were, you weren’t stupid. You knew she watched your every move. You knew exactly why she showered you with gifts. But you loved playing dumb.
You cooed her extra—and it came off as you just being sweet. Even when your compliments sprinkled suggestive.
“Use your words. That’s it. Talk to me.”
“You’re such a good girl. I wouldn’t know what to do without you!”
“Use those pretty eyes and look at me. C’mon, pup.”
It didn’t bother Sevika anyways since she’d always perk up like a fucking dog.
“R-really? Don’t. Don’t embarrass me.”
“S’nothing, really.”
“Yes ma’am.”
You really built up her confidence. She was yours, whether she knew it or not.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ Her favorite compliments? Obviously was the coddling ones, only if it came from you. “You’re so cute” “my pretty baby” “you’re just like a puppy”She immediately ducked her head.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ Speaking of pet names, she automatically adopted “ma’am” or “mama” for you. Even if the two of you weren’t even together yet. She didn’t know why. She possible couldn’t know why. Hm..
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ Sevika’s presence was now replaced with you included. You two were inseparable and everywhere. The unfortunate times you weren’t there, she was still adorned by medal-worthy accessories that scream ‘mentally imprinted’. She wore a silver choker that had a mini bone. From afar, it felt her kind of alternative. But who knew her little angel chose it?
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ pink couldn’t even be fathomed on her, let alone on her body. You made a matching pink beaded bracelet. The weird thing? You spelled out ‘Mommy’s girl’ for her. Nothing on yours. She barely questioned it though since she adored you, and would do absolutely anything for you.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ Sevika still thought your relationship was platonic when you started making her wear a “Vika” lasered collar around her neck. It was always chained.
“Uhm. Why do I have to wear this?” If she had a tail, it’d be desperately wagging for your attention.
“It’s cute! You look adorable with it.” You pouted up at her as your fingernails grazed her face. “What if a big scary man creeps on me? Do you not like protecting me? It’s just supposed to scare weirdos off.”
“Wha—no! I never said that.” She annoyingly huffed as she hid her red face.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ It cocked people’s brow to see an alpha sweetly talked to and lowkey dictated by her small omega. It was normal to see it the other way around. But this wasn’t.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ You have her utterly wrapped around your manicured finger. Your touch always makes her so desperate and nervous, no matter how small or big. You always gently pull on her chain so she could immediately look down at you and stoop to your level. A sickly sugar coded demand immediately brings her to action. Praise always strings along, so Sevy has no choice but to be well behaved.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ Because of this, cuddles were always in queue. Sevika loved holding you so it felt like protecting you from anything. But the occasions that she little spooned, she migrated to your chest so you could pet her hair.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ There’s always some sort of bathroom trip when you two started dating. You’d purposely wear lace panties and bend with the shortest skirts even in the most public areas, innocently look back up at her like you don’t have a thought that brain. And she fell for it every time.
She’d usher you to random stalls and hike up your non existent fabric while she hungrily ate or fingered you. She’d always grind in the friction of her jeans to cum. It was always her entire hand or face that was drenched.
There were seldom occasions however where you’d jerk or sucked her off. Your pouty lips wrapped around her cock perfectly, and you could deepthroat every inch. She never liked bobbing your head, but she subconsciously thrusted. Her cum tasted delectable on your tongue, so you usually gargled it all down.
Her groans were beautifully pitched—and noisy. Which was why it was a rare occasion. That and she hated messing up your perfect makeup.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ she ruts the hell out on you, especially after frustrating days from work. It’s always sloppy when she’s extra mopey.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ When YOU’RE in heat though, you’re a completely different person. When you came back to your shared home, you’d go straight to her laundry and sniff all her dirty clothes and undergarments. You were the one to beg her for her cock. The dominance doesn’t really leave you but it’s definitely a bit alleviated. Sevika secretly loves watching you nest and plead for her knot. She pumps her cock just thinking about it.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ You make Sevika fuck you doggy style. Hypocritical? For sure. But you loved giving her the freedom of doing whatever she wanted to you. If you felt extra petty or jealous that day (Sevika rarely misbehaved), you’d make it very clear that she gets to only see your piece of an ass than your face. It crushes her a lot knowing she can’t get off to your facial expressions if that’s the message.
“Pleaaaase baby, let me see your face.” She mumbled while her twitching cock thrusted into you for the eighth round tonight.
You yanked on her chain so her body would be pressed against your bare back.
“Thats not what you call me, pup.”
“M-mommy c’mon.” Her whines started to become prominent.
“So cocky now, hm? What happened to your manners baby?”
Her brain fogged at your words as she recollected her own. “Mommy! Please…please let me see your face.”
You giggled mid moan. “Much better. Mmm-fuck. Still not happening. You feel too good like this.”
Tears almost welted in her eyes while her face buried into your hickey covered neck.
“You’re so cruel, mama.”
Authors note ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱:
What ever happened to overly sweet and feminine owners and their obedient and grumpy butch puppy (っ◞‸◟ c)
& notes ᯓ i think lara’s italy post made us all sit there gagged and foaming in the mouth right chat??. this is js a cute little idea i thought about and i hope u liked it guys ily