Isabella

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Rue Bennett x Fem!Reader

Close Call

Summary: You're a dancer at Silver Slipper who has a soft spot fot the new girl, Rue. When Rue gets tangled up in a tricky situation that another dancer, Magick, is suspicious of, you figure out a way to get Rue out of it. Wordcount: 2k Content: 18+ MDNI, Season 3 spoilers, yearning and unspoken feelings.

Nights at the Silver Slipper were never something that passed by quickly. After almost a year of dancing there, you had fallen into a routine. Rush in, change into your outfit and do your makeup, go on stage and perform, come back with a drink to cool your overheating body. Some of the girls you were close to and others you weren’t. But ever since Rue joined Alamo’s team, you had naturally gravitated towards her. She’d zoom through the main floor just standing by in case one of the customers needed anything. Then her eyes started drifting to you whenever it was your turn to perform. Every time you spun around the pole, you made sure to look at her with a soft and inviting smile. Your expression was different from when you looked at the patrons compared to how you gazed at Rue. 

The other dancers caught on and began to tease you, insinuating that you had a soft spot for the new girl but you’d shush them away. Yet, every time Rue passed through the dressing room, you’d lock eyes. Rue never looked away and slowed her stride to flash you a half grin before she disappeared in the back office. One late night as all the dancers had left, you spotted Rue talking on her phone. Not that you were trying to eavesdrop but you overhead her sharing information about the side business that Alamo runs. When Rue walked out and saw you were still there, she had realized her cover was blown. She begged and pleaded that you not say anything, sharing that she was in a tough position being an informant for the DEA.

What Rue didn’t know was you weren’t like these other dancers who worked for Alamo with blind loyalty. Ever since two of your dancer friends disappeared without an explanation or trace, you knew that man had something to do with it. You had it out for him since then and started praying on his downfall. This was the perfect opportunity to get the ball rolling so you began to help Rue investigate.

As Rue’s investigation partner, you started paying attention long enough to know everybody's secrets. Who hid “special candy” in their lockers, who stole the other’s Mac Lipliner, and who had a habit of not minding their business. Which was exactly why you knew Magaick was becoming an issue.

"She's been watching again." You leaned against the bathroom sink, arms folded as you watched Rue through the mirror. She stood beside you in a tank and baggy jeans, a hand shoved into her pants pocket, pretending to check her phone while she listened.

"Y/n. She doesn’t know anything. Trust me." Rue said.

"I trust you." You sighed and turned to face her. “We just have to be careful.”

"Am I not discrete?" Rue stepped back and spun around for you.

You rolled your eyes. "If you call that discrete then…No." A grin tugged at the corner of Rue's mouth. Over the past few weeks, you've gotten used to these conversations. When Rue first started showing up around the Silver Slipper, she'd been quiet, awkward, and suspicious of everybody. Now, she was still awkward but she started trusting you. Even taking a step further to pull you aside and check in with you.

Rue finally slipped her phone away. "Are you okay, though?" She asked softly, taking a step closer. “Alamo’s not making you…you know?” Rue shrugged, not wanting to finish her sentence but she knew some of the other ladies were finding ways to make more cash during their shift. It’d hurt her if she knew you were too because unbeknownst to you, Rue had a thing for you.

"No, nothing like that.” You smiled at Rue’s concern and it looked like she relaxed at that. "I’m okay.”  You muttered tenderly as your eyes darted between Rue’s.

"Good." She grinned then shifted on her feet. Her expression was warm. You giggled at how sweet she was on you. The sound echoed through the nearly empty bathroom. A refreshing interaction that you rarely had working at Silver Slipper. For a moment, things felt at ease then you heard a faint squeak. Barely audible beneath the distant bass thumping through the walls. Your eyes shifted toward the row of stalls as Rue kept talking, completely unaware.

"...and Alamo's already breathing down my neck because-" Another sound, like cautious movement or someone shifting their weight. Your gaze trailed down to the floor seeing a black heel drop. Instantly recognizing the foot, you knew it belonged to the nosiest dancer, Magick.

You had noticed her lingering nearby earlier. Watching you like you were sworn enemies. Trying to figure out why you and Rue spent so much time together. The problem was that Magick didn't trust Rue and unfortunately, she wasn't stupid.

Quietly staring at the stall door, Rue’s brows knitted together as she followed your gaze. "What?"

You had approximately three seconds to make a decision because suddenly you heard the unmistakable click of a stall lock. Someone preparing to come out and someone who had definitely heard enough to start asking questions. Your pulse kicked up into overdrive. Rue was still confused as to why you looked so worked up. Still standing there completely oblivious that her cover was about to be blown. So you did the first thing that came into your head. You grabbed her shirt and kissed her.

Rue froze, every muscle in her body stiffened. For half a second she looked like her brain had simply stopped functioning. Then the stall door exploded open with Magick storming out.

"Ha! I knew you bitches were snitc-" She stopped dead in her tracks staring in confusion because instead of catching two people exchanging information...She'd caught you and Rue making out beside the sinks.

You were definitely kissing Rue, meanwhile, Rue appeared to have suffered a complete neurological malfunction. Her eyes were wide and she looked seconds away from passing out. You deepened the kiss with a long hum just enough to sell it. Magick's jaw nearly hit the floor. 

"Oh my God." You pulled away dramatically and wiped the corners of your mouth, putting on your best startled face. "Magick!" Rue blinked a few times trying to figure out what just happened. All she could do was stare at you looking completely dazed. "What are you doing in here?" You demanded.

Magick pointed accusingly. "I-" Her finger jabbed toward Rue. "You two were fooling around!"

Rue finally found her voice. "Wha-" Unfortunately that was all she got out.

You immediately stepped in front of her. "No we weren't."

Magick frowned and folded her arms. "I just saw you!"

"You didn’t see anything." You shrugged and tried to appear nonchalant to piss Magick off even more and it seemed to work.

"Lying ass!" She yelled and flew her hands in the air. You glanced at Rue and you regretted it because she still looked like the happiest idiot you'd ever met. A dopey grin had started spreading across her face. The sight nearly made you laugh so you quickly looked away.

"Magick…" You started firmly. "Were you spying on us?"

She paused, her eyes wandered around the room like she was embarrassed. "I was not."

"You were hiding in a bathroom stall." You pointed out. Magick’s mouth opened and closed. She couldn’t find a proper comeback to get her out of the situation. "You kicked the door open."

"I thought-" She tried to explain but you cut her off.

"You thought wrong." Magick sputtered.

Rue chose that exact moment to finally understand what had happened. You watched realization flash across her face. Everything had finally clicked into place. "Oh." Her grin somehow got bigger. "Oh." She dragged out. You shot her a warning look silently telling her to not ruin this. Rue bit the inside of her cheek. Failing miserably at hiding her smile.

Of course Magick noticed. "Wait." She pointed at Rue again. "You were going to fuck her." Magick stated with a smugged expression.

"What?" Rue's voice cracked then she glanced back at you and nervously chuckled.

"Don't play stupid. I know what I saw." She wiggled her eyebrows like she got the juiciest piece of gossip.

"I-I" Rue stuttered.

"You were!" Rue immediately tried to stop smiling which only made it worse. You pressed your lips together, fighting for your life not to laugh.

Magick threw her hands into the air. "Lo sabía!" Then she stormed out. The bathroom door slammed behind her.

Silence had engulfed the room for two long seconds then Rue looked at you. "You kissed me."

You groaned. "Please don't make this weird."

"I'm not making it weird." She raised her hands in defense but that dopey grin never left her lips

"Rue." You tried to argue.

"You kissed me." She repeated.

Huffing a breath out as you turned to look in the mirror to check your lipgloss. "I panicked. It was an accident."

"An accident?" Rue said in a teasing tone.

"Yes." Your eyes snapped to hers through the mirror.

Rue nodded thoughtfully. "Right."

"Right." You tried to recover but Rue nodded slowly. The smile stretching wider causing you to roll your eyes in response. You pointed toward the door. "Come on."

"What?"

"She’s probably telling on us." Rue looked mildly disappointed and that was somehow worse. You grabbed her wrist pulling her toward the exit. "Move…"

"Yes, ma'am." The second you stepped into the dressing room, chaos erupted. Apparently Magick had wasted absolutely no time. Every dancer in the room turned toward you then toward Rue and then back toward you.

Someone wolf-whistled, another dancer nearly fell off a chair laughing. 

"I knew it!"

"You owe me twenty dollars!"

"When were you two gonna tell us?"

Rue stopped walking and you could actually see panic setting in. Which only encouraged everybody. More whistles, more cheering, and more giddy laughter.

Magick stood in the center of the room looking thoroughly pleased. "There!" She announced. Everybody looked at Rue and she looked like she wanted the earth to swallow her whole. Magick pointed dramatically, "They were doing it in the bathroom!"

The room exploded. Half the dancers cheered and the other half started shouting questions. You buried your face in your hands.

Then Rue spoke very quietly. "Ladies..." The room fell silent. You looked up. Rue rubbed the back of her neck. "She kissed me...that’s all." The reaction was immediate. The loudest whoop yet echoed through the room.

"No way!"

"Get her!"

"You got game, girl!"

You wanted to disappear. Rue looked equally horrified. Yet still wearing that stupid, adorable grin.

Magick looked unconvinced. "You kissed her?"

You pointed helplessly. "I slipped! It was an accident." Nobody believed you.

A dancer near the mirrors laughed. "Sure you did."

Another chimed in. "That's what they all say." More teasing ensued and the entire room had turned against you.

You looked toward Rue in desperation and that's when it happened. The noise around you faded. It was enough for you to notice the way Rue was looking at you. Her amusement was still there mixed with gratitude too. But there was something else now. Something neither of you had addressed directly. It dawned on you that before she'd understood why you'd kissed her, she hadn't wanted you to stop.

Your chest fluttered when Rue's smile softened. She wasn't embarrassed from being caught anymore. Neither of you spoke, you didn’t need to but the silent conversation happened anyway.

Thank you.

I know.

That was crazy.

Yeah.

You kissed me though.

I'd do it again.

Something within you stirred because the truth was simple. You would kiss her again without an excuse or hesitation. The cheering around you eventually returned. Someone tossed a beauty blender sponge across the room while another dancer demanded details. Magick gave up entirely and stalked away muttering under her breath.

Neither you nor Rue paid them much attention because even within the ridiculous disaster in the bathroom, something had changed between the two of you. It was a possibility neither of you had acknowledged before.

Rue finally glanced away at first a faint blush coloring her cheeks. You smiled despite yourself. "Still an accident?" She asked.

You laughed. "Don't push your luck, Rue." Her grin returned instantly.

The dressing room erupted again and you should’ve shied away but the look in Rue’s eyes reassured you that she wasn’t going to let this kiss be a one time thing.

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Maddy Perez x Fem!Reader

Savior

Summary: Having been employed by Alamo and working alongside your brother, Bishop, you've learned to be detached in order to survive in your line of work. All of that changed when Alamo assigns you to protect his new business partner, Maddy Perez. Wordcount: 2.3k Content: 18+ MDNI, *Season 3 stuff*, mentions of weapons, slight yearning. A/N: Basically made my own version of what happened toward the end of season 3. More parts to come!

It was another night clocking in as your boss's extra pair of eyes and ears at the Silver Slipper. You've been working for Alamo alongside your brother, Bishop, for nearly four years now. The job hadn't exactly been planned. You had stumbled into it the day Alamo paid a visit to your family's house. Unfortunately for him, someone had been tracking his movements.

While eavesdropping from the next room, you'd noticed an old Oldsmobile creep to a stop outside. Two men climbed out, their faces hidden beneath masks and their hands gripping weapons that definitely weren't water guns. You had tagged along with Bishop to the shooting range enough times to know what came next. Without hesitation, you slipped into his room, swiped his gold-plated handgun, and positioned yourself by the window. Through the narrow gap in the curtains, you watched the men approach. One of them spotted Alamo through the living room window and raised his weapon.

The shot rang out and you heard Alamo laugh. A sign that the shot missed. That was all the invitation you needed. You squeezed the trigger, the first man dropped before he could react. The second whipped around, attempting to line up another shot but you were faster. A second gunshot cracked through the air and he collapsed beside his partner. Minutes later, Bishop found you still standing at the window, weapon in hand, pulse steady despite the bodies cooling outside.

Alamo stormed into the room behind him. When his gaze landed on you, he looked genuinely stunned. "Damn, little lady." He muttered. "Talk about divine timing." He asked for your name and you told him. He immediately shook his head. "No…" He said firmly. "From now on, you're Savior."

And Savior was who you'd been ever since.

Making your rounds through the Silver Slipper, you surveyed the club with practiced eyes. Colored lights bathed the room in crimson and gold hues while music pulsed through the floor beneath your boots. Patrons sat entranced by dancers spinning around chrome poles, their movements fluid and hypnotic. Others disappeared into private booths while lap dancers worked their magic, coaxing every last dollar from eager hands.

A few dancers flashed flirty winks your way as you passed. Not that you didn't find some of them attractive, you simply preferred keeping business separate from pleasure. Shifting your attention elsewhere, your gaze landed on one of the VIP booths. Alamo sat comfortably against the leather seat beside a woman you'd never seen before. On the other side of her sat Bishop, looking as interested as a brick wall.

Your eyes lingered on the stranger. Long dark hair, elegant posture, expensive taste. She was definitely not one of the dancers. Before you could study her further, someone barreled into your shoulder.

Instinctively, your hand flew to your holster. The tension immediately eased when you recognized the culprit. The new girl you had slowly became platonically fond of.

"Yo, my bad." Rue laughed nervously. Something about her seemed off. She usually carried herself with a chilled confidence, a bit aloof at times but tonight she looked abnormally jumpy. Her eyes darted around the room as though she expected someone to be watching.

"You good?" You asked, narrowing your eyes slightly.

"Y-yeah. Totally." She shoved her hands into her pockets and forced a smile. "Just heading out. See you around." Before you could question her further, she hurried toward the entrance. You watched her disappear through the doors. Shaking your head, you pushed suspicion aside and turned toward the bar.

"Savior." Alamo's deep voice stopped you in your tracks. Turning on your heel, you headed toward the booth. "Take a seat." He motioned toward the empty space between Bishop and the woman. "I want you to meet my new business partner."

You slid into the cold leather seat, settling back comfortably before lifting your gaze toward her. Up close, she was even prettier. The kind of pretty that made people stare longer than they intended. You made sure to keep your expression neutral as she met your eyes.

"I'm Maddy." Her voice drifted through the air like silk.

You offered your hand and she placed hers in yours. Maddy’s touch was soft and warm, it was obvious her hand had never touched hard labor a day in her life.

"Savior." Was all you felt like replying with. Like your brother, Bishop, you weren't really much of a talker. There were only a few people you chose to talk to, one of them being Rue. You preferred listening and watching, reading people before they realized they were being studied. It gave you a sense of control in a world that rarely offered any. The corner of Maddy's mouth curved upward, a faint dimple appeared in her cheek. Without meaning to, your eyes cataloged every detail. The shape of her smile, the flecks of color in her eyes, and the way she held herself.

"Maddy is managing some of our prime girls here." Alamo explained. Reluctantly, you released her hand. Already missing its softness. "A real opportunity to water our money tree." He waggled his eyebrows at you.

"That's nice." You commented evenly with a slow blink. Crossing one leg over the other, you waited. You knew Alamo well enough to recognize when he was building toward something.

"To make sure our new partner is taken care of, I'm assigning you to be her…companion." Your brow lifted slightly. "You know, drive her around. Take her shopping. Run errands if she needs anything." Alamo leaned back, looking entirely too pleased with himself. "Bishop's busy helping me with another project so I figured you'd be perfect for the job." His grin widened as he gestured toward Maddy. "I owe that little lady my life so you’re in good hands." He then pointed at you. "Ain't that right, Savior?"

You glanced at Bishop and he offered a small shrug. Looking back at Alamo, you realized there wasn't much reason to object. "Of course." You nodded once. Alamo smiled widely at your answer. It wasn’t like you had a choice anyway. Whatever he decided was the end all be all.

"Good." Alamo rose from the booth, adjusting his belt before settling his hat onto his head. "I've got some loose ends to handle." Bishop stood as well and waited near the exit. "Make sure Maddy gets home safe."

You nodded again then fixed your eyes forward, watching the next dancer spin around the pole. Alamo turned to Maddy, took her hand, and pressed a gentlemanly kiss against her knuckles. Then he tipped his hat toward you before he left. Silence settled over the booth for a few beats.

"We can leave whenever you're ready." You uttered quietly.

Maddy closed her laptop and reached for her jacket. Before she could put it on, you took it from her hands and stood. Her eyebrows lifted slightly as you opened the jacket for her then a small smile tugged at her lips. "Thank you." She slipped her arms into the sleeves while you helped settle it across her shoulders. Next, she grabbed her purse but paused. "Can we make a stop before you take me home?"

She began walking toward the club's exit, confidence flowing through every step. You fell into stride beside her. "Sure." Your eyes swept across the room out of habit before settling back on her. "Just tell me where."

The two of you ended up at a diner tucked along the outskirts of the city, far from the neon glow of the Silver Slipper. The place was surprisingly quiet for a Friday night. A flickering sign buzzed outside the window while an old jukebox hummed softly from the corner. The scent of fresh coffee and maple syrup lingered in the air, wrapping around the nearly empty restaurant. Only a handful of customers occupied scattered booths, each lost in conversations of their own.

You sat across from Maddy, watching her study the menu with surprising intensity. A small frown tugged at her lips as her finger traced down the list of breakfast options. "I don't know if I want waffles or french toast tonight." She murmured to herself. The menu lowered slightly as she glanced at you. Just as she opened her mouth to speak, a waitress appeared beside the table.

"Ready to order, ladies?" 

Maddy looked back down at the menu. "Um... I'll do waffles and a coffee."

The older waitress scribbled onto her notepad before turning to you. "And for you, miss?"

Shifting your gaze to the older woman, you hadn't even opened your menu but you softly muttered. "French toast and chamomile tea, please."

The waitress nodded approvingly. "Perfect. I'll have that right out." As she walked away, you could feel Maddy staring. You lifted your eyes to meet hers, seeing the curiosity dance across her features. There was something else etched in her expression that you couldn’t quite read.

"Tea?" A teasing smirk tugged at her lips. "I didn't think you'd be a tea kind of woman." A faint laugh escaped you, the guard of being unbothered slipped then. Your attention drifted toward the condiment caddy in the center of the table.

Without thinking, you adjusted the sugar packets until every edge lined up perfectly. "I'm a woman of many surprises." When you looked up again, Maddy's grin had widened. Something about it squeezed unexpectedly at your chest so you shifted your orbs to gaze out the window for a moment.

The waitress returned with your drinks, setting the steaming mugs down between you. "Food'll be out in a few minutes." After she left, silence settled over the booth. It didn’t feel awkward or uncomfortable, just pleasingly calm. Not that you cared if it wasn't but it was something you noted.   

Still, curiosity eventually got the better of you. "So... Maddy." The moment her name left your mouth her attention snapped fully toward you. It was subtle but you noticed the softness in her eyes when you glanced her way. "What is this 'business opportunity' Alamo was talking about earlier?"

Maddy immediately straightened in her seat while clasping her hands together. The shift was almost comical like someone had just pressed a button. "OnlyFans."

You blinked. "OnlyFans…like…?"

"Yes." She chuckled, you could tell she was used to that type of question. "That one." The confidence in her voice made you smile slightly. "I'm managing a girl right now and we've already made a quarter of a million dollars in four months." You nearly choked on your tea. Maddy seemed pleased by your reaction. "If I bring on more girls..." She lifted her hand and rubbed her fingers together.

"More money." You finished as you lowered your cup to the table.

"Exactly." Her smile widened just a smidge but her demeanor remained relaxed. It intrigued you how quietly confident she presented. For a few seconds, Maddy didn't say anything and slowly dragged her eyes over your face. You let her, as you sat comfortably, stretching your arms on the back of your seat while surveying her just the same.

For the next five minutes, Maddy talked passionately about her plans. Not just making money but about building something. Expanding her client roster, developing brands, and reaching new audiences. She wanted to create opportunities that turned into an empire. The more she spoke, the more she brightened. Her hands moved when she explained ideas, her eyes lit up when she discussed future goals. Every sentence carried ambition and before you could stop it, you had become completely absorbed in listening.

The food arrived but neither of you slowed down. While Maddy continued explaining her plans, you quietly cut pieces from your french toast and slid them onto her plate. You didn’t make it a big deal and neither did she. 

Maddy simply ate them between sentences and kept talking. "...and eventually I want to branch out into different markets." She lifted a piece to her lips. "I think most managers are limiting their clients." Then took another bite. "They're thinking too small." You found yourself faintly grinning into your tea. "But what about you?"

The question caught you off guard. Glancing up at the woman who was slowly piquing your interest. "What about me?" You asked evenly, carefully guiding your now empty cup down.

Maddy rolled her eyes playfully and leaned back in her seat. "You seem pretty important to Alamo." Her gaze narrowed with curiosity. "Can I ask what you do, exactly?" She paused and crossed her arms. "I mean... you obviously don't strip unless that’s one of your surprises."

The joke snuck in and a genuine laugh escaped your lips. Maddy’s charm was picking away at you slowly but surely. She watched as her tongue darted across her lips hiding a pleased grin.

"I protect his assets." The answer came with a casual shrug, purposefully vague. Maddy's eyebrows drew together like she wanted more information. But to her credit, she didn't push. Instead, she nodded slowly, silently piecing together her own conclusions. The waitress eventually returned with the bill. You requested a single check and paid before Maddy could protest. "I'll take you home."

The drive across the city passed in comfortable quietness. Streetlights streaked across the windshield while soft bossa nova music drifted from the radio. Neither of you seemed particularly eager to break the quiet.

When you finally pulled into the parking lot of Maddy's apartment complex, she reached for the door handle. "Wait." You interjected. She paused and looked over. You hesitated. "Can I see your phone?" Maddy's eyebrows lifted slightly then she reached into her purse and handed it over without question. Carefully, you entered your number and saved your contact before handing the phone back. "If you need anything, call me." You cleared your throat. "Otherwise, Alamo will think I'm slacking off."

The corner of her mouth twitched upward. "Okay." Her smile softened. "I'll keep that in mind." She climbed out of the car and gave a small wave.

You waited until she disappeared through the apartment doors before finally pulling away. Halfway down the road, your phone buzzed. At a red light, you glanced at the screen.

Maddy: Thank you for tonight. Maybe you can show me more of your surprises next time...

Your eyes lingered on the text longer than necessary. Something fluttered low in your stomach but you ignored it. Or at least, you tried to because despite knowing Maddy for only a few hours, you couldn't shake the growing desire to learn more about her.

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Maddy Perez x Fem!Reader

Office Crush🗂️💕pt.2

Summary: As your crush on Maddy blooms, you try to find ways to get her right where you want her. Word count: 2.3k Content: 18+ MDNI, Smut, SoftDom!Maddy? Office Crush🗂️💕 pt.1

As the weeks passed, your attraction to Maddy only grew. The lingering glances, the small smiles, the way she always seemed to know exactly what you were thinking before you said a word. Somewhere along the way, you started feeling a little braver and maybe a little reckless.

One morning, while carrying an extra iced coffee through the office, your grip "accidentally" slipped. The drink splashed across the floor a few feet from Maddy's desk. You stared at the mess then at the coffee cup and back at the mess. A grin threatened to form because you'd chosen your outfit carefully that morning.

After grabbing paper towels from the supply closet, you bent over to clean up the spill. The office remained quiet aside from the sound of Maddy speaking on the phone. As you wiped at the floor, you glanced over your shoulder. Maddy's voice faltered for half a second, her eyes raked over your figure then met your gaze. She cleared her throat and continued her conversation as though nothing had happened. Still, you caught the brief flicker of amusement in her expression before she returned her attention to the computer. The realization quickened your pulse so maybe you weren't imagining things after all.

Once the floor was clean, you tossed the paper towels in the trash and headed for the restroom to wash your hands. After making sure your hands were clean and adjusting your outfit, you turned to walk toward the exit. The door opened with Maddy walking in. Her presence had you frozen in place and she stopped too. For a moment, neither of you moved then one corner of her mouth lifted.

"What are you doing?" She asked dryly. "Guarding the bathroom?"

"No." You immediately stepped aside. "Sorry." A soft laugh escaped her. The sound alone was enough to make your stomach flutter.

As she brushed by, she paused. "Oh. Ms. Lance is looking for you."

"Okay." You stepped to leave.

"By the way." You looked back. Maddy's gaze swept over your outfit. "Cute outfit." The restroom door closed before you could think of a response. You spent the entire walk to Patty's office trying and failing not to smile.

Inside, Patty had a cart stacked with envelopes, printer paper, and incoming mail. "I need all of this organized in the supply closet." You nodded. As she gathered her things, she added, "There's a meeting downtown today, so most of the team's going to be out of the office." Your ears perked up at the information. "How's working with Maddy?" Patty asked.

You pushed the cart toward the door. "Good. She's been really helpful."

Patty smiled while throwing on her blazer. "Glad to hear it." Together, you exited the office. As if she'd sensed her name being mentioned, Maddy looked up from her desk. Your eyes immediately found hers and Patty noticed, unfortunately.

"If Y/n needs help today…" Patty said. "You're willing to assist, right?"

Maddy smiled politely. "Of course." Then she looked directly at you. "Just scream my name if you need me." Patty laughed. You nearly walked the cart into a wall.

A few minutes later, you were alone in the supply closet organizing envelopes and mail. The small room was quiet and peaceful. You quickly fell into a rhythm, sorting supplies and stacking boxes where they belonged. Everything was going smoothly until you reached a pile of mail. Most of it was pretty straightforward then you noticed several envelopes from banks and insurance companies. Pausing briefly as you thought for a second. Technically, you could probably figure it out yourself but you had a better idea.

"Maddy?" You called sweetly and weren’t sure if she heard you.

Seconds later, she appeared in the doorway leaning casually against the frame. "You rang?"

You held up the envelopes. "Do you know where these go?" Maddy stepped closer and took them from your hand. As she read the labels, her shoulder brushed yours. The contact lasted less than a second but it was still enough to completely derail your train of thought.

"Patty's slot." She cooly stated. She handed the envelopes back. "Anything from a bank or insurance company goes to her."

"Oh." You slid them into the appropriate section. "Thank you."

"Mhm." She lingered and you pretended not to notice. When she finally turned to leave, panic immediately set in. You weren't ready for the conversation to end.

"Do you need anything?" You blurted.

Maddy looked back. "No." She took another step.

"Maddy." This time she stopped completely. Slowly turning around, she folded her arms.

"Yes?" You searched desperately for an excuse, anything to not let the interaction die down. Your eyes landed on a stack of printer paper.

"What do I do with these?" The question hung in the air a little too long. Maddy looked at the paper. Then at you. Then back at the paper. A knowing smile appeared, without a word, she picked up the package and handed it to you.

"Come on." You followed her into the storage area. She nodded toward a shelf on the far side. "Last shelf. Left side." You turned. Several identical packages of printer paper were already stacked there from the first set of supplies you refilled. Your stomach dropped in embarrassment. Slowly, you placed the package in the empty space. Then you turned around. Maddy was leaning against one of the shelves, watching you in amusement.

"You already knew where it went." She accused. The way her words came out didn’t even sound like a question. And judging by the look on her face, she was waiting to see what excuse you'd come up with next.

"I must've overlooked it." You lied and tried to step past her. Maddy caught your wrist before you could.

“Really?” She questioned and gently pulled you back to stand in front of her. You nodded slowly. She stood up straighter, stalking you down until your back hit the filing shelves, holding you hostage. “I think you’re lying.” The teasing note in her voice sent a nervous jolt through your stomach. Maddy dipped her head near your ear, her breath tickled, making your body shiver. You opened your mouth to defend yourself but nothing came out. She lifted her head to glance at you. You looked at her with heavy lids, it was a dead giveaway of your true intentions. She smirked and hovered her face close to yours, teasing you as she tilted it. "You've been finding a lot of reasons to talk to me lately."

Heat flooded your face. "I-"

"You what?" She provoked. You swallowed nervously. Suddenly, the supply closet felt much smaller than it had a moment ago and the urge to kiss her became unbearable.

You smashed your lips against hers desperately, you have been wanting to do this for so long. Maddy kissed back with just as much pressure but you could tell she was holding back. Her hands dragged over the front of your outfit before climbing up to rest at the base of your neck. Locking her lips with yours over and over. A blissful sigh poured into her every time, gripping her hips to pull yourself against her. You don't know how long you were kissing but it was long enough for you to run out of air. Maddy kissed down your neck, pecking each spot softly until she reached the unbuttoned part of your top. She peeled it open just enough to kiss the inside of your chest and you hummed.

“Maddy…” You breathlessly whispered, the softness of her lips felt perfect against your skin. Your hips pressed against hers as your arousal gathered, calling for attention elsewhere. She gripped your hips to still them. “Please…Maddy.” You tried to squirm in her hold.

“What do you want now?” She purred against your skin and kissed up your neck. You trailed a hand down her arm, grasping her hand for a moment. She parted to lock eyes with you as you guided her hand under your skirt. Maddy’s lips parted as she felt no barrier blocking from feeling just how much you wanted her when she barely even touched you. “Poor thing, you want me to help you with that too?” She pouted and dragged her middle finger through your slit. A soft moan escaped your lips, your lashes batted as your body reacted to her touch.

“Mmmaddy.” You sighed and gently rolled your hips along the length of her finger. She withdrew it and slapped it against your core making you whimper.

“Cute but you didn’t answer me, Y/n.” She said calmly, returning her finger back between your folds, just holding it there now. Your eyebrows furrowed as you tried your best to hold still. “What do you want?” She repeated.

“I want you to fuck me.” You begged. Your eyes darted between Maddy who seemed so unbothered and it turned you on even more. “Please.”

She held your gaze, tilting her head back in a way that made you feel small under her watch. She moved herself carefully, placing her thigh in between yours. “No.” She lifted her finger and licked it. “Do it yourself.” She pressed her thigh into your heat and on command you rocked against it at an even pace. “So receptive.” Maddy smiled darkly.

Your head flew down to rest on her shoulder as you moaned, feeling yourself glide deliciously against her thigh. “Feels so- mmm.” She flexed her thigh making you gasp and wrap your arms around her waist for stability. Maddy’s hands hovered over your sides but she refused to touch you so she planted them on either side of the shelf behind you.

“If you hadn't been teasing me for so long, maybe I would’ve given you what you wanted.” She spoke in a condescending tone. You lifted your head to rest your chin on her shoulder turning to brush your lips on the inside of her neck as you moaned her name quietly. “‘Maddy, can you help me?’” She mocked and pressed her thigh harder into you forcing a desperate moan out of you. “‘Maddy, where does this go?’” She mimicked your sweet tone and your hips stuttered. “‘Maddy. Maddy. Maddy.’” She chuckled lowly and turned her head towards you now. “You said my name so much it made me want to know what other ways you could say it.”

“Oh, Maddy…” You groaned and circled your hips.

She smirked at the sound. “Yeah. Exactly.” Your eyes snapped shut but she never looked away, just watched you get completely lost in your pleasure. “But then you pulled that shit earlier…bending over in front of me.” Your lids pried open to look at her with a dazed grin, pleased that the action worked. Her hand snaked to the back of your hair, pulling you gently as she moved her thigh to intensify your arousal. You bit back a desperate moan as you slid across her skin. “I mean it was sexy but you were being such a brat.” She whispered.

“I’m sorry.” You mumbled timidly, feeling your body nearing its climax. Maddy could tell by the way you sped up your movements and how uneven your breathing got.

She gripped your jaw making sure you didn’t look away. ”Are you?” She questioned. You nodded eagerly with a pretty moan spilling from your lips. She dragged a finger across your bottom lip, admiring it recoiling back in place. “Show me.” She locked eyes with your dazed ones. “Count down from five and you better come by the time you get to one.”

“Five.” You rocked once and sighed. “Four.” You whimpered quietly, feeling your body flash from hot to cold. You paused trying to prevent the inevitable but Maddy dragged her thigh back and forth for you. “M-Maddy.”

Her hands gripped your hips to force you to move against her again. “Count.” She instructed.

“Three…” You shuddered while your eyes fought to stay open, feeling your end sneaking up on you. You tried saying the next number but a deep moan came out instead. Your hips bucked and shook as you came undone unexpectedly. Finally opening your eyes, chest rising and falling in disbelief. Maddy let you ride out your high and leaned in to press a kiss to your temple until you settled. “Good girl…it’s okay.” She cooed. Your throat was dry as you swallowed trying to gather yourself. Maddy detached her thigh and glanced down at the glistening sight with a pleased smile. “You did so well…look at that.” She praised and trailed her hand down to touch the wet spot that smeared on her skin. A string of your essence connected to her middle fingers as she brought it up to her lips, tasting you fully with a satisfied hum. Without warning you lowered yourself to your knees, slowly darting your tongue out to clean the mess you made. Glancing up at Maddy who watched with darkening eyes. She rested her hand on top of your head, combing her fingers through your hair.

Once you stood Maddy inched closer kissing you slowly, slipping her tongue in your mouth to taste more of you. She wrapped her arms around you like she didn’t want the kiss to end but the sound of the office phone ringing interrupted you. She reluctantly pulled herself away, adjusting her dress as you pulled at your skirt.

“Last call of the day.” She predicted with a sympathetic smile. You both stared at each other, not sure what to say about the heated encounter but eventually Maddy exited the room to answer the office phone on the last ring. There was a low buzz pulsing through your body. It felt soft, inviting, and almost yearning. The ghost of Maddy’s touches and breath lingered on your skin where she once was. You stayed in the supply room a few minutes longer just reminiscing, wondering if you’d ever have a moment like this again.

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your writing is so so good I'm obsessed! would you write for rue tho?

Thank you <3 I have a few for Rue that I’m working on at the moment!

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Vampire Maddy Perez x Fem!Reader

Just A Taste🍷

Summary: At an influencer party, you catch the attention of one woman who can't seem to keep her eyes off of you. As the night goes on, you eventually run into her in a secluded room. Offering her a taste of something she had been feining for ever since she laid eyes on you. Wordcount: 2.1k Content: 18+ MDNI, brief mentions of sex work, brief mentions of alcohol, mentions of blood because Vamp!Maddy is a bit thirsty. A/n: Inspired by a few posts on here that yearned for a Maddy vampfic. Thought I'd take a bite *wink wink* at it.

"We need another clip of you on the dance floor!" Your manager, Jenny, yelled over the booming music.

The air was thick with heat as bodies moved around you. It had only been twenty minutes since you'd arrived at some elite influencer party. Apparently, only the top influencers and their managers had made the guest list. Anyone with fewer than 500,000 followers got the boot. Taking in your surroundings, you could immediately tell everyone was putting on a performance. People acted like they were having the time of their lives, jumping, screaming, and laughing just to capture the perfect "candid" clip.

Being a beauty influencer was something you genuinely loved but social networking was a different story. Authenticity was important to you. It was how you'd built such a loyal fanbase. Unfortunately, if you wanted to make more money you had to rub shoulders with other influencers.

You turned and leaned against the bar, taking a sip of some tequila-infused fruit punch. "Right now?" You whined.

Jenny offered a sympathetic smile and nodded. She plucked the glass from your hand and tilted her head toward the makeshift platform that doubled as a pool table. There was barely any room left on it. A blonde girl dancing erratically seemed to be the center of attention. Glancing back at your manager, she gave you a gentle push into the crowd. As you worked your way through the sea of dancing people, you felt a pair of eyes on you but chose to ignore it. Like a current pulling you along, you drifted through the swaying bodies until you somehow made it safely to the pool table.

You climbed up carefully, mindful of your mini skirt, emphasis on mini. A guy with bleach-blond hair offered a hand and helped you up before immediately starting to dance beside you. It took a few seconds to settle into the rhythm but soon you found yourself swaying with the music. The heavy bass pulsed through your body and before long, you were lost in the beat.

Maybe it was the liquid courage, but you decided to approach the bubbly blonde, twirling her around. "Oh! Hi!" She giggled, her bright blue eyes sparkling.

You smiled and leaned forward. "I'm Y/n. What's your name?" Your voice strained to rise above the music.

"My name is Cassie!" She beamed, shimmying closer. Her enthusiasm made you giggle.

"Cassie... you want to make a viral moment happen?" You proposed.

Cassie's lips stretched into a dazzling smile, showing off every tooth. "Oh My God! Yes! I'd love to!"

You nodded and turned around to dance against Cassie, reaching back to guide her hands over your body. "Just dance sexy and touch me anywhere." You instructed over your shoulder.

"O-okay."

The two of you moved together in sync with the slow beat. Cassie did as she was told, letting her hands wander wherever she felt comfortable. Before long, people below began recording and whistling, eager to encourage the spectacle. To sell the chemistry, you tilted your head back slightly and rested a hand against the side of Cassie's face. As your gaze swept across the crowd on the upper level, you noticed a dark-haired woman watching in your direction. Her stare was intense yet unreadable. You couldn't tell whether she was focused on you specifically or simply observing the scene.

To test it, you smirked and bit your lip seductively. Slowly, the woman's dark red lips curled into a half grin.

"My manager approves!" Cassie squealed.

You turned to face her, spinning her around so she could dance against you. "Your manager?" You asked.

Cassie hummed before pointing toward the woman you'd been making eyes with earlier. "Yup! My manager, Maddy."

"Oh." You glanced past Cassie and spotted your manager signaling that the impromptu dance had run its course. "Well, Cassie. It was nice meeting you. I'll see you around."

"Nice meeting you too! I'll make sure to tag you when I post the clip!"

You stole one last glance toward the banister but the woman who had been watching was gone. Carefully hopping off the platform, you made your way back to your manager.

"Dancing with a sex worker... that was really hot!" Jenny cheered with an impressed expression.

You snatched your drink from her hand and quickly drained it to hide your smile. "Yeah, you're welcome," You replied sarcastically, setting the empty glass on the bar. "I'm going to the bathroom." Jenny nodded, already pulling out her phone to upload the video to your social media.

You squeezed past the partygoers once more and headed for the staircase. Climbing to the upper level, you followed a long hallway, checking each door until you found one unlocked. Sighing in relief as you stepped inside and shut the door behind you, the party below faded into a muffled roar. Venturing farther into the room, you caught your reflection in one of the tall mirrors. You fixed your hair and adjusted your outfit.

"I thought I locked that." The voice echoed from behind you.

Spinning around, your eyes landed on the woman from earlier. She sat elegantly on a couch. Somehow, you'd completely missed her in the mirror's reflection. "Sorry, I'll leav-"

"Stay. I don't own the place." She smiled.

Your heart pounded against your ribcage. Partly from being startled and partly from the undeniable attraction you felt toward her. She was like a modern-day Morticia Addams, effortlessly alluring. She moved with an unhurried confidence, calm in a way that was somehow intimidating. Everything about her drew you in so you stayed.

"You're Cassie's manager... Maddy, right?" You curiously asked, attempting to break the awkward silence.

"I am." One eyebrow arched as she watched you take a few hesitant steps toward her.

"I, uh... I saw you earlier- when we were dancing." Your words stammered out. Her gaze seemed to pull you closer. She tilted her head, waiting for you to continue. "She said you'd approve."

Maddy nodded slowly, her eyes tracking your every uncertain step. "I mean, it was really sexy." She shrugged, her nails tapped along the arm of the couch, the corners of her lips curved subtly. "Who wouldn't approve?" The question was clearly rhetorical.

You dropped your gaze to your feet, trying to hide the blush creeping across your face. "Right...I just..." When you looked up again, Maddy had risen from the couch. "My manager was probably going to...reach out to you." She approached at an easy pace. "And um...you know..." Your voice trailed off when she stopped directly in front of you.

Maddy's eyes held a unique shade. They weren't quite brown, touched instead by a subtle reddish tint. Her skin was flawless, almost porcelain-like. "Sure." She murmured simply. Her gaze flicked between your eyes as her tongue swept across her lips. "It'd be helpful if I had your name to look out for, though."

"Oh! I'm Y/n. I mostly do beauty content so if Cassie ever wants to collab, I'd be open to it." You offered a polite smile.

"Y/n..." She repeated, letting your name linger on her tongue. "I see why you do beauty." Maddy reached up and traced a finger along your jawline. You shivered at the cool touch. "You're a pretty little thing."

"Thank you." You replied bashfully.

"You do know Cassie does adult content?" Maddy warned.

"I had an idea but we're all adults here... sex is power, right?" You joked lightly.

A smile tugged at Maddy's lips. "It can be." She drifted past you then suddenly froze. Drawing in a deep breath, she shuddered. Concerned, you stepped closer and rested a comforting hand on her back. "Sorry, what perfume is that?" She forced a pleasant smile but her eyes were growing noticeably redder.

"I-I don't think I put any on... could be my bodywash or shampoo." You suggested.

Maddy bit her lip. A thick groan vibrated from deep within her throat as her eyes threatened to roll back. "Whatever it is, it smells so good." She commented breathlessly.

"Thanks..." The two of you held each other's gaze a second too long, and you weren't sure if you wanted to leave. Something deep inside urged you to stay. "Can I ask you something?"

"You just did." Maddy blinked slowly with a light chuckle, almost as if she were tipsy. "But sure."

"Were you watching me dance earlier or was I misreading the situation?" The question lingered between you. The silence made you nervous, as though you'd said the wrong thing. However, Maddy fought back a smile.

"Depends. Were you dancing for me?" She asked.

"Not at first, but I can't lie- when I saw you watching..." You shook your head, remembering the intensity of that moment. "I didn't want you looking anywhere else." That invisible pull returned, stronger than before, drawing you another step closer to Maddy.

"You shouldn't." She advised in a low voice when your eyes dropped to her lips.

The feeling only intensified. You lifted your hands to her face. "I don't know what it is about you but I can't help myself." The words came out softer than intended as you leaned in to close the distance. Her cool lips met yours with careful restraint, as though she were holding something back. You slid your hands down her arms, guiding them around your waist. Maddy drew you closer and tilted her head. The confidence in her touch left your knees unsteady. For a moment, everything else faded away.

When she finally pulled back, her attention lingered on you. You giggled and cradled her head as she rested it briefly against your shoulder. Her hold around your waist tightened and a quiet sound escaped her as she breathed you in again.

"Mmm. Such a tease." You cooed when she brushed close once more.

"I wanna taste you so bad." She admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. A breathy laugh escaped you. "You probably taste so sweet."

"Taste me." You replied instinctively.

Maddy froze. She pulled back slightly, taking in the desperate look on your face. Your gaze flickered between hers, noticing that her eyes had become an unnatural shade of red. Fear and confusion crossed your features when you glanced behind her for the briefest moment. Maddy looked as though she were gathering the strength to walk away but you stopped her.

Caressing her cheek, you tilted your head in silent invitation. "You don't know what you're getting into." She argued softly. Smiling, you nodded toward the full-length mirror across the room. Maddy turned and in the reflection, only you stared back. Her own image was nowhere to be found. Your voice pulled her attention back to you.

"I have an idea." You timidly responded then guided her head close to your neck. Maddy puffed out a strong exhale.

"I won't turn you." She whispered and kissed your neck softly. "I'll have just a taste." She nodded to convince herself then sunk her fangs in. Without your control, an erotic moan escaped your vocal chords. The bite wasn't as painful as you expected. In fact, you felt strangely good like brisk static coursing into your veins, vibrating low along your pulse. It was almost euphoric. Your nails scraped in her scalp as your knees gave from the foreign pleasure but her strong hold steadied you. Whimpering into the empty room, your senses were overtaken by the sensation. Maddy hummed long and soft like you were a cold glass of water in a scorching hot desert. She detached quickly so she wouldn't get carried away. 

You surveyed as she panted, your own blood dripped down her chin and lips, blending in with her red lip gloss as she smiled in relief. Her tongue slithered out licking around her lips to gather the rest of you. She sucked in her bottom lip, her eyes closing to savor the last drop. She then caressed your neck planting a soothing kiss over the faint bite mark. Maddy cupped your cheek kissing you so gently as if you were the most fragile thing. The brown in her eyes returned as she softened under your gaze. "You okay?"

"Yeah." You sighed and grinned. The way your body buzzed had you craving for more of that feeling. Dipping your head to peck her lips. You heard your manager calling your name in the distance. Your shoulders sunk down as you stepped away from Maddy. "I have to get back before my manager thinks I'm missing."

Maddy nodded and let go of your waist. "I'll see you around." She said more like a promise.

"I'd like that." You shyly replied and took slow steps to the door. Glancing back once more at Maddy who watched you leave. 

Maybe showing up to these exclusive parties wasn't so bad.

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I’ve been writing some more Maddy Perez x Fem!Reader stuff so stay tuned💜

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Angel Euphoria x Fem!Reader

Late Night Apologies

Summary: Your girlfriend, Angel, comes home late from the Silver Slipper and you’re annoyed. She wants to see how long that'll last before you give in to her. Word count: 1.8k Content: 18+ MDNI, SMUT, teasing, finger action, giving & receiving oral, Angel calling you “Papi”. A/n: My spanish is rusty so I apologize if there's errors. I listened to that car scene over and over trying to decipher what Angel said.

The clock hit 2:45a.m. by the time Angel came stumbling in your shared house. You refused to look her way when you heard her come dancing in. Keeping your eyes on whatever late night program was playing on the tv.

“Bebé!” She cooed as she skipped into the living room. You sucked in an annoyed breath but her voice still pulled at your heartstrings. “What are you doing up?” She plopped down on the couch, leaning in to kiss your lips but you turned your face. Angel frowned when she got your cheek instead.

“Waiting for you.” You muttered and crossed your arms, eyes still glued at the glowing tv.

She slid her arms across yours trying to unfold them. “Aw! You missed me, baby?” Angel giggled and tried to kiss you again but you scooted away.

“Stop. I’m watching tv.” You said dryly. Angel popped her gum and mumbled something under her breath then abruptly stood up.

“Ay! Fine!” She threw her hands up. “Watch the stupid fucking tv.” She began to tread down the hall. “I’m taking a shower.”

You didn’t look in her direction until you heard the bathroom door close and the shower turn on. Irritation started to rise as you thought about how inconsiderate Angel was being. Coming home this late had you thinking something bad happened. You knew Angel was doing more than pole dancing and it made you worry. Not that you didn’t trust her but you didn’t trust the man she worked for.

While you seeped into your ever spiraling thoughts, the shower shut off. Minutes later Angel came out in one of your oversized shirts. It was the one she knew you thought she looked cute in. Her damp hair slicked back into a curly ponytail. She silently joined you on the couch, carefully laying her head on your shoulder.

“I’m sorry…” She mumbled quietly and you hummed. Still not paying any attention to her as she attempted to catch your gaze. She blew out a breath and sat up. “You’re so stubborn.” She added and flopped on her back, kicking her feet up on your lap. All you did was smirk faintly and continued to watch TV.

Angel didn’t say anything else and neither did you. Nothing but the sound of the tv filled the room. A couple minutes went by until the commercial break came and you heard a faint sound. A mix between a sigh and whimper came from Angel’s direction. You thought it was just you hearing things until you heard it again. Slowly shifting your eyes to look through your peripheral, your girlfriend was dragging her hand down her body. One hand cupped her breast as the other ventured further south. With a clench of your jaw, you swallowed and reluctantly pulled your eyes back to the tv.

Her sounds got louder and you glanced over to find her fingers slipping inside herself leisurely. You trailed your eyes up, Angel was already looking at you with a taunting half smile. “Watch the TV.” She breathed out and moaned when she curled her fingers.

Wetting your lips, you forced yourself to stop watching her. The sounds she made had your stomach flipping. You didn’t know how long you could keep this up before you gave in. Angel wanted you to give in so she didn’t have to feel bad about leaving you alone. When she noticed you were holding on to whatever strength you had left, she sat up on her knees. Carefully straddling your lap, you glanced up at her, keeping your arms folded.

“What are you doing?” You questioned but Angel just flashed a smile. She planted a hand on the back of the couch behind you, the other hand returned to her core.

“Mm. Nothing…” She moaned out loud as she slowly rode her fingers. You bit your bottom lip then adverted your gaze elsewhere trying to have some type of composure. She dropped her head down looking deeply into your eyes. Her lips brushed close to yours, careful not to kiss you. “Now you want to watch me?” Angel moaned again, against your lips this time. Her actions were accumulating between your legs rapidly. She felt you subtly squirm under her. “Am I distracting you, Papi?” She peered over, trailing her tongue up your neck and nipping at your ear. The pet name unraveled your arms, you dropped them to hold her thighs. She pulled back meeting your dark orbs. She groaned in excitement knowing she had successfully riled you up. “Touch me, Papi.” She beckoned and retracted her hand to replace it with yours.

You hiked her shirt up and slipped a hand underneath. Traveling up her middle until it peaked at her neck. You gripped it and brought her closer, hearing her breath hitch.

“Beg.” You replied simply. Angel nodded as she felt your free hand wander over her body.

“Papi, please. Please touch me!” She whimpered desperately. “I need you…please fucking touch me.”

Pleased with her performance, you travelled a hand between her thighs, petting at her lightly. Angel choked on a grunt, her eyes pleading for you to do more.

“What? Is this not enough?” You teased.

“No…Please, do something, baby.”

You pulled her into a slow kiss while two fingers slid inside her. Swallowing down her moans within you while you pumped your digits leisurely. Letting your lips lock like you needed her just as bad, Angel darted her tongue to meet yours. She hungrily battled you for dominance but the curl of your fingers and circle of your thumb around her sensitive bud made her back down. “Yesssyesyesyes!” She hissed then parted to catch her breath.

“I know you like that…” You purred. Angel’s eyes rolled back when you decided to speed up your pace. “Yeah, you like that.”

She blinked like she was fading in and out of two universes. “Ay, si! Asi mismo, Papi! ” Her hips rolled to sink your fingers deeper. “Don't stop…feels too good.” She panted.

“Uh huh?” You pecked her lips and watched her move desperately against you. Angel groaned and bucked harder. “You’re close aren’t you princess?” All Angel could do was nod, her words were failing her. “Lay down for me.” You instructed. She climbed off of you with your fingers still inside as she laid back on the cushion of the couch. You lowered yourself between her legs. Lapping your tongue across her clit and resumed stroking your fingers into her heat.

“Fuck!” She cried out, grabbing the back of your head to push you further. With determination, you sucked and swirled your tongue repeatedly like your life depended on making her finish. “Ay, mi madre! Qué mami!” She stammered and thrashed while admiring you through hooded eyes. “Shit!”

Her body convulsed and shook. You still kept going until she calmed down and pushed your head away. Making sure you got every drop, you released her from your mouth and crawled up her body. Angel grabbed for you, wrapping her arms around your neck as she kissed you.

“Baby.” She mumbled and pecked your lips. You looked at her. “I wanna show you how sorry I am.” Angel held your face in her hands, kissing you deeply. You were becoming drunk off her every time she locked her lips with yours. She pushed herself off the couch and you rose with her. Next thing you know you were on your back with Angel on top. Her clever hands dragging down your neck and over your covered breasts. Arching into her when she squeezed your mounds. Angel smiled against your lips then broke the kiss to look at you. With a flush face, your breathing was deep as you locked eyes with your girlfriend. She tucked her bottom lip between her teeth and scaled her eyes to where she was touching. Slowly she began to unbutton your pajama top and peeled the material open. Exposing you to the chilled air making your nipples harden. “So pretty.” She rasped and ghosted her palms over your chest.

“Angel…” You sharply inhaled when she sank down, wrapping her lips around one of your hardened buds. She groaned as she sucked. The sensation had your back lifting off the cushions. She switched to the other, giving it just as much attention before giving it a final kiss.

“I’m really sorry.” She mumbled softly against your skin. Planting her kisses lower and lower until she met the waistband of your shorts. Raking her nails down your sides and hooking her fingers to the band of your shorts. Once she removed them she looked up at you with innocent eyes. Positioning herself between your thighs, her hands caressing your abdomen. “Let Mami kiss it better okay?” She cooed and began kissing the wet spot on your panties.

A dragged out moan echoed through the room. Angel had you melting beneath her, squirming every time her hot mouth came into contact with your clothed core.

“I know, bebé…” She snaked her tongue out and flattened it over your clit. You tensed and whimpered, throwing a hand to cover your face. “Watch me.” She instructed and gently slapped your stomach to get your attention. A labored breath huffed out of you as you uncovered your face to see Angel smiling between your legs. She kissed against you once more then pulled your panties to the side.

The tv was just background noise now. An object you soon forgot about when Angel slid her tongue between your folds. You responded with a deep moan. It seemed like Angel liked the sound because she repeated her movements. Humming out a reply when you moaned then bucked your hips. “Angel…baby- Oh fuck.” You groaned. Angel swirled her tongue over your clit.

“You mad at me baby?” She murmured and sucked while sliding a finger inside you. The sensation threatened to transcend you to another plane.

“Mm. Mm.” You whimpered and tried to even your breathing to last longer. But Angel curled her finger the way she knew you loved.

“Amor…” Angel planted open mouth kisses over your throbbing bud. “Forgive me?” Your eyes rolled back from her attacks.

“Yessss.” You arched and rode her face. “I forgive you.” Angel sucked and lightly nipped at you. Sending waves of pleasure crashing through you. “Baby- mmm. I’m coming!”

Angel nodded. “Dámela.” She whispered then guided you through your high. Moan after moan tumbled out of your lips with Angel’s name intertwined between. She lapped you delicately, feeling you shake from being sensitive. Crawling up your body, her kisses covered every space they could find before reaching your mouth. You hummed breathlessly while kissing Angel passionately.

“Told you I was sorry.” She smirked lazily as she rested on your chest. Wrapping your arms around her back, you chuckled and kissed the top of her head. Sighing while closing your eyes, exhaustion had tucked you into slumber before you could answer.

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Maddy Perez x Fem!Reader

Office Crush🗂️💕

Summary: You're a college graduate interning in Patty Lance's office to be the next production assistant after your friend, Lexi Howard, got promoted to be a screenwriter. But working can get quite difficult when you develope a crush on your coworker, Maddy Perez. Wordcount: 2.3k Content: 18+ MDNI, nothing spicy happening...yet.

During your time at the office, you'd often steal glances at the executive assistant, Maddy, whenever you passed her desk. You admired her effortlessly chic style but more than that, you couldn't help noticing how beautiful she was. You never really had the chance to talk to her. The office moved too fast and by the time you thought of something to say, she was already answering another call or helping someone else.

One morning, your boss, Patty Lance, asked you to pick up coffee for a team meeting. You quickly ordered an Uber and headed to the café she'd requested.

You read each order off to the barista one by one. When you reached the end of the list, you realized Maddy's name wasn't on it. Without thinking too hard about it, you ordered an extra Frappuccino.

Back at the office, you spotted Maddy disappearing into the copy room. Your pulse quickened. Before you could talk yourself out of it, you set the drink on her desk and hurried away, carrying the rest of the coffees to the conference room. You distributed the drinks to their rightful owners while Patty reviewed her notes. Once everyone had their coffee, she assigned you your task for the day.

"I need those files in my office organized." You nodded.

As you stepped out of the conference room, you noticed Lexi standing beside Maddy's desk. Maddy held up the Frappuccino. Lexi shrugged. Then both of them glanced in your direction. Your stomach dropped. Pretending you hadn't seen anything, you immediately veered toward Patty's office.

With a quiet sigh, you stepped inside. Stacks of paperwork covered nearly every inch of the desk. Complaining wouldn't make the pile any smaller, so you rolled up your sleeves and got to work. You sorted documents into categories before arranging them alphabetically. Hours had blurred together. By the time Patty returned with Lexi trailing behind her, most of the filing was finished.

"Not bad.” Patty said, sounding genuinely impressed. The praise alone was enough to carry you through the rest of the afternoon. Soon everyone was packing up for the day.

You grabbed your belongings while Lexi rambled beside you about a plot revision the production team was debating. As you passed the reception desk, Maddy was cleaning up for the evening.

She lifted a hand in a small wave. Lexi called out a quick goodbye and you nodded awkwardly. For a brief moment, Maddy's gaze lingered on you before she looked away. The interaction lasted barely a second. You thought about it the entire ride home.

The next day was more of the same. You got assigned a task, ran an errand, then returned to the office to finish whatever busywork Patty had waiting for you. Such was the glamorous life of a production assistant intern.

Lexi knew the routine all too well. She had survived it last year before earning her promotion to screenwriter. You, meanwhile, were still very much in the trenches. Today's assignment involved making copies of a script. Apparently, Maddy hadn't been able to finish the job herself thanks to the endless stream of phone calls flooding the reception desk. Should be easy, right?

You stood alone in the copy room, script in hand, staring at a machine that looked like it belonged on a spaceship. The copier hummed quietly beneath the fluorescent lights. You pressed the power button to wake it up. Still, the sheer number of buttons and settings on the display screen made your stomach twist. You glanced toward the doorway. Patty was in the conference room with a group of executives. Lexi stood nearby, scribbling notes as fast as they spoke. The only other person in sight was Maddy.

She sat behind the reception desk, fingers flying across her keyboard as she typed. You considered asking for help. Then immediately decided against it. You already felt incompetent enough without announcing to your office crush that you couldn't operate a copier. As if sensing your thoughts, Maddy looked up. Her eyes met yours over the top of her monitor. Your heart promptly attempted to launch itself into orbit.

You snapped your attention back to the copier and pretended to be deeply invested in the machine's settings. The clicking of her acrylic nails against the keyboard slowed. You could've sworn you heard a quiet chuckle. Determined to preserve at least a shred of dignity, you decided to figure it out yourself.

Sliding the script onto the glass, lowering the lid, and pressing the buttons that seemed the most logical. The copier hummed then beeped and beeped again. Then flashed a warning message across the screen.

You stared at it. The machine stared back. "Shit." You muttered. A voice drifted from the doorway.

"Do you know what you're doing?" You nearly jumped. Maddy leaned against the doorframe with one eyebrow arched. Her gaze moved from the blinking copier to your guilty expression. The corner of her mouth twitched. Your face immediately heated.

"Not really…" You admitted. "Can you help me?" Maddy pushed away from the doorway and crossed the room at a leisurely pace, as though she had all the time in the world. Unfortunately, watching her walk toward you wasn't helping your ability to think.

She stepped beside the copier and glanced at the screen. "Come here." You obeyed instantly. Maddy pointed at the error message, her other hand rested on her hip. "Read it."

You cleared your throat. "'Unable to print. Check device connection.'" She looked at you and you glanced back at her.

Neither of you spoke then she sighed. "You hit the Bluetooth option."

"Oh."

"You're using a physical copy."

"Oh."

A faint smile threatened to appear on her face. "You needed this one." She tapped a different button. The copier immediately sprang to life, feeding pages through the machine without complaint.

You stared. "That's it?"

"That's it." She blinked. You groaned. The sound made her smile for real this time but only for a second. "Got it?" She asked.

"Yeah." You rubbed the back of your neck. "Thank you..." You intentionally let the sentence trail off. Maddy tilted her head. You absolutely knew she caught it. A knowing look settled over her features.

"You know my name." Your chest tightened. Before you could formulate a response, the office phone rang. Maddy glanced toward the reception desk then back at you. For a brief second, it looked like she was considering saying something else. Instead, she pushed away from the copier. "We'll work on your copier skills another time." Then she was gone.

You watched her leave before dropping your forehead against the nearest cabinet. Smooth…Real smooth. The copier continued spitting out page after page beside you like it was mocking you.

The next morning, you decided to step up your game. If Maddy was going to keep pretending not to notice you then maybe you needed to become impossible to ignore. You showed up in an outfit that was a little more fitted than usual, a little more stylish. Professional enough to avoid comments from Patty but intentional enough that you spent ten minutes staring at yourself in the mirror before leaving home.

Throughout the morning, you found excuses to pass Maddy's desk whenever a task took you toward the copy room. Not that you were counting or hoping she'd notice. Or that you were checking your reflection in the glass doors every time you walked by.

Your boss assigned you a script to proofread and instructed you to make a digital copy of the marked-up draft before sending it back to her. The task itself was simple you thought then a sudden idea struck you. Before you could back out, you turned on your heel and headed toward reception.

Maddy was finishing a phone call when you stopped beside her desk. You leaned forward slightly, resting your hands against the edge. "Do you have a minute to help me with something?"

Maddy slowly lowered the receiver, her gaze lifted to yours. Her doe eyes fluttered and it almost took your breath away. Then she dipped them briefly to the collar of your shirt, which may have been unbuttoned one button lower than necessary. The corner of her mouth lifted just a smidge.

"Sure." Maddy stood and followed you into the copy room. You tried not to look too pleased about that.

"Sorry to bother you." You began. "Patty wants me to send this physical copy to my computer and I'd rather not accidentally fuck it up." A quiet laugh escaped you. Maddy didn't laugh, just simply held out her hand. You immediately handed over the script. She reviewed the pages before navigating the machine with practiced ease. Giving it a few taps with a few selections.

Meanwhile, you were trying very hard not to stare. Unfortunately, Maddy chose that exact moment to glance over. Your eyes met and neither of you looked away. Seconds had gone by before Maddy’s eyebrows knitted together.

"You wanna go check if it worked?"

"Oh!" You cleared your throat. "Right. Yeah." Your retreat from the room was far less graceful than you'd hoped. Behind you, Maddy bit back a smile. When you confirmed the file had arrived, you peeked over your cubicle wall. Maddy was answering a phone call. You gave her a thumbs-up. Without missing a beat, she returned one small nod before turning her attention back to the caller.

You sank into your chair with a sigh. “Maybe next time.” You mumbled under your breath.

Days passed. You continued finding reasons to interact with Maddy. Questions you could've answered yourself. Errands that somehow required walking past reception. Coffee runs that always resulted in an extra drink appearing on her desk. Meanwhile, Maddy remained infuriatingly unreadable. At least when you were looking.

When you weren't paying attention, however, she watched. She noticed the way your face lit up whenever she acknowledged you. The way your shoulders slumped when she appeared too busy to talk. The way you immediately looked away whenever she caught you staring. She thought it was sweet. More importantly, she knew exactly what you were doing. She was simply curious how long it would take before you admitted it.

One afternoon, Patty treated the team to lunch off-site, leaving Maddy in charge of the office while everyone else went out. You spent the quiet afternoon sending client emails from your desk. Just as you hit send on the final message, a chat notification appeared.

Maddy: Your lunch is here.

You frowned because you hadn't ordered lunch. Curious, you stood and made your way to reception. Maddy sat behind her desk with a container of sushi. When she spotted you, she nudged a takeout bag toward the edge of the desk.

"Is Patty treating us now?" You quipped.

"No." You opened the bag. Inside sat another container of sushi. Maddy took another bite from her own meal. "I figured I'd repay you for the Frappuccino."

Your eyes widened. A pleased smile crossed her face. "You didn’t have to."

"I know." She shrugged while taking another bite. Something warm settled in your chest. "Sit." You obeyed before she had to ask twice. Perched on the edge of her desk, you opened your lunch and immediately took a bite.

Your eyes nearly rolled back. "This is amazing."

Maddy looked far too satisfied by your reaction. "Thought you'd like it."

The conversation drifted into comfortable silence. For once, being around her didn't feel intimidating. At least not until you glanced up. Maddy was already looking at you as she leaned back in her chair. You immediately dropped your gaze. A soft laugh escaped her.

"There it is."

You frowned. "There what is?"

"That thing you do." She pointed and uncrossed her legs. You looked up cautiously.

"What thing?" Your voice dripped with curiosity. Maddy playfully rolled her eyes and gave you a deadpan look.

"The looking away." Heat flooded your cheeks at the callout.

Maddy leaned back further in her chair. "Every time I catch you staring, you suddenly become fascinated by literally anything else." You focused very hard on your empty container. Anywhere except her. "Mhm." She let out a soft laugh. "Look at me."

The words weren't loud. Yet somehow they felt impossible to ignore. Slowly, you lifted your eyes. Maddy was smiling as she observed you making your pulse quicken.

"Am I making you nervous?"

"A little." You tried to appear calm.

"A little?" Maddy challenged.

You groaned. "Okay. Yes."

That earned another smile. "Why?"

You swallowed while looking at her. She was absolutely gorgeous. It was almost impossible for you to think around her. She occupied ninety percent of your thoughts for weeks.

Instead of confessing, all you managed was "...You know why."

Maddy's expression softened like she wasn’t surprised. "I do."

The realization hit you immediately. She knew and had known for a while. Maddy reached over and gently adjusted the chain of your necklace where it had twisted. The touch lasted barely a second but felt much longer.

"You have a crush on me."

You let out a defeated laugh. "Yeah."

"Yeah?" She locked eyes with you.

"Yeah." Your voice replied timidly.

Her smile widened. "Cute." Your heart nearly stopped.

The sound of the elevator interrupted the moment. Both of you looked toward the lobby. Voices echoed from down the hall. The team was returning. Maddy straightened immediately and settled back into her chair as though nothing had happened. As though she hadn't completely dismantled your ability to function in less than ten minutes.

You returned to your desk in a daze. A few minutes later, Lexi stopped by carrying a dessert she'd saved for you.

"We love having you here." She beamed genuinely. "Patty thinks you're doing great."

You smiled. "Thanks."

As Lexi disappeared, another notification appeared on your monitor.

Maddy: Ms. Lance wants you to help me review client applications next week.

A second message followed almost immediately.

Maddy: Think you can handle that?

You stared at the screen then shifted toward reception. Maddy was already watching you. And this time when she smiled you didn't look away.