city girl daniela.. farm boy reader.. her not liking being all grimy but being willing to put up with it for him😅 shes just soo clingy that she can’t help but end up getting dirty when shes with him
yes 💔💔💔 she's clingy in general, so it's no surprise that she is with you! but she hates it in the beginning...like you take her to your farm for the first time and she's like "oh..." like she did not realize that the farm life would really be the way it is 😭 in the beginning she barely walks around the farm like she does not want to accidentally step in some shit (literally). but slowly going along she gets more comfortable and opts for wearing actual shoes and leggings instead of heels and skirts. she also will just follow you around watching you do whatever you do during your daily life on the farm, but she doesn't help 💀 she will just encourage you and give you emotional support 🥰 but once you're done? she is grabbing you by the collar of your grimy white shirt and kissing you deeply. she doesn't mind getting dirty as long as it's because she's getting touched by you.
your phone is buzzing against the nightstand before your brain even catches up to the sound.
you don’t want to move. your limbs are heavy, the good kind of heavy, the kind that means you were actually asleep and not just lying there staring at the ceiling for hours. the room is dark except for the faint blue glow leaking under the door from the hallway nightlight. you crack one eye open just enough to see the screen lit up.
dani’s name glowing soft across it, and that’s enough to get your arm moving.
you knock the phone off the charger once. it clatters against the wood. twice. your fingers finally close around the cool glass and you drag it under the blanket with you, the charger cable tugging free with a soft scrape. you press the phone to your ear and keep your eyes shut.
“‘lo,” you mumble, voice thick and rough with sleep.
“hey.” dani’s voice is quiet on the other end. quieter than usual. there’s a little pause, like she’s settling deeper into whatever hotel bed she’s in tonight, a couple states away on this stretch of the tour. you can hear the soft shift of sheets, the faint rustle of her moving. “sorry. i know it’s late.”
you hum, already letting your eyes slip shut again, cheek pressed to the pillow. the blanket feels a little too warm now but you can’t be bothered to kick it off. “s’okay. what’s up? you sound… off.”
a soft breath from her end. almost a sigh.
“can’t sleep,” she says simply. another breath, thinner this time. “miss you. the bed’s weird without you hogging all the space.”
you smile a little into the dark, slow and lazy. “mm. you’re the one who steals the covers, baby. i’m just reclaiming what’s mine.”
she laughs, but it’s low. a little fractured at the edges. you don’t think much of it at first. tour exhaustion, probably. shitty hotel pillows, the usual. you shift onto your back, phone still tucked close to your ear, and let the silence stretch comfortable for a second. the only sounds are her breathing and the faint static of the line.
“tell me about your day,” she says after a beat. her voice dips softer. “or… whatever. just talk. please.”
“not much to tell,” you murmur, rubbing at your eyes with your free hand. “woke up, missed you, went to work, ate the chinese leftovers from last night even if they smelled a little criminal. the usual.”
dani makes a small noise, almost a hum, but it catches in her throat. you’re halfway through ranting about the second season of avatar: the last airbender you half-watched earlier— when something clicks.
the way her voice keeps breaking on the inhale. the tiny, wet sounds in the background that aren’t just shifting fabric. the way she’s gone quiet except for those shaky little exhales, like she’s trying to keep them quiet and failing.
your smirk creeps in before you can stop it. heat curls low in your stomach, sudden and sharp, your cock already twitching under the sheets, starting to fill out against the soft fabric of your shorts.
“dani,” you say, softer, a little amused. “are you touching yourself right now?”
silence. long enough that you almost wonder if the call dropped. then a broken little whimper that shoots straight through you, low and needy.
“…maybe,” she admits, voice small and wrecked. “couldn’t stop thinking about you. sorry, i just—fuck—needed to hear you.”
you let the smirk bleed into your tone, low and warm. one hand slides down to palm yourself through your shorts, slow, feeling the heat of your cock already half-hard. “don’t be sorry. what are you using, baby? tell me.”
you hear her swallow. the faint, unmistakable sound of something moving, slow and deliberate, slick and wet. “the one you like,” she says, breath catching. “it’s… it’s in me already. just the tip though. been teasing myself for like twenty minutes before i called.”
“mm. good girl,” you praise quietly, fully awake now. you push your shorts down just enough to free your cock, wrapping your fingers around the shaft and giving it a slow stroke from base to tip, thumb brushing over the head where precum is already beading. “how deep?”
“not—not very. didn’t wanna without you telling me to.” her voice cracks again, needy. “talk to me? please? i need your voice.”
you take a slow breath, letting the moment stretch. no rush. you want to hear every little sound she makes. want to draw this out until she’s shaking and dripping.
“okay,” you murmur, stroking yourself lazily, spreading the precum down the length of your cock until it’s slick under your palm. “push it in a little more for me. slow. feel how it stretches you open? that thick head spreading your pretty pussy?”
dani whines, soft and pretty, and you can picture it so clearly—her in some dim hotel room, legs spread under the sheets, hair messy, biting her lip while she obeys. the wet sound gets a fraction louder, a soft filthy squelch as she takes more of it.
“yeah… fuck, im so full already. feels so good.”
“good. keep it there. don’t move yet.” you stroke yourself a little firmer, twisting your wrist on the upstroke the way you like, the wet sound of your own hand starting to mix with hers over the line. “tell me how wet you are, baby.”
“soaked,” she gasps. “been like this since i got back to the room. thinking about your cock. your mouth. the way you get so hard for me. my thighs are shiny with it, baby. every time i push the toy in it just… slides in so easy.”
you hum, pleased, hand moving a little firmer, thumb circling the sensitive head of your cock and spreading more precum. “that’s my girl. now move it—in and out, nice and easy. match my voice, yeah? every time i say something, you fuck yourself a little deeper. i wanna hear how wet that pretty cunt is for me.”
she does. the wet sounds get louder, obscene in the quiet of the call—slick, filthy, rhythmic. her moans start spilling out, broken and sweet, every thrust punctuated by these little “ah—ah—” noises that make your cock throb hard in your fist. you stroke yourself in time with her, slow and dirty, the wet slide of your palm matching the wet slide of her toy.
you keep your voice low and even. “you sound so pretty like this. all desperate for me while i’m half-asleep in our bed, cock in my hand listening to you fuck yourself. bet you wish it was my cock instead of that toy. stretching you open, filling you up just right. i’d be so deep, baby. deeper than that toy can go.”
“yes—fuck, yes,” dani pants. the toy makes these filthy, slick noises now as she picks up the pace a little, the wet squelch getting louder and messier. “need you. miss your cock so bad. miss how thick you are, how you always make me take it slow at first until i’m begging for more.”
you don’t let her rush. “slow down for me. slower than that. i want to hear every single inch.”
she whines in protest but the wet sounds ease, becoming slower, deeper, more deliberate. you stroke yourself in time with the new rhythm, grip firm but unhurried, twisting at the head on every upstroke until your cock is shiny and leaking steadily onto your stomach.
“good. just like that. tell me what it feels like. be filthy for me.”
“full,” she breathes, voice shaky. “so full. every time i push it deeper i think about how much thicker you are. how you always stretch me so good it almost hurts at first. my pussy’s gripping it, baby. i can feel it pulsing around the toy every time i pull it out a little.”
heat coils tighter in your gut. you keep talking her through it, slow and filthy, drawing everything out. telling her exactly how you’d fuck her if you were there—pinning her down, sliding in deep, grinding against her clit with every thrust—but you keep pulling her back to the present. the sound of the toy. the way her breath hitches. the little whimpers she can’t quite swallow. and all the while your own hand is working your cock, slow and dirty, the wet sounds of your stroking mixing with hers until the line is just full of it.
“fuck, i can hear how wet you are,” you groan, voice rougher now. “listen to that. listen to how filthy that sounds. my cock’s leaking all over my hand just from the noise alone. wish i could see it. wish i could watch that thick toy disappearing into your pretty cunt over and over.”
she moans louder at that, the pace of the toy picking up again without permission. you catch it immediately.
“ah-ah. slow down. i said slow.”
dani makes a frustrated little sound, almost a sob, but she obeys. the wet squelch slows again until it’s deep and filthy and controlled. “please,” she whispers. “i’m so close already.”
you smirk, pumping your cock slower on purpose, teasing yourself the same way you’re teasing her. “not yet. i want more. tell me how you’d take my cock if i was there right now. be specific for me, angel.”
“i’d get on my knees for you the second you walked in,” she says, voice wrecked and desperate. “suck your cock slow and deep, take every thick inch until you’re dripping down my chin. then i’d let you fuck my throat however you wanted—hard, messy, until i’m gagging around you and drooling all over myself, spit running down my neck while you use me.” every filthy detail makes your cock throb harder in your fist. you stroke yourself in time with her words, the wet slide of your palm getting louder, more obscene.
then you remember the fantasy she always loses it over and lean into it hard.
“yeah that’s right,” you say, voice rough now, “i’m gonna fuck you. and you’re gonna love it—i’m gonna fuck your mouth first, push my hard cock right down your throat, make you choke on it until you’re drooling and crying a little. and then i’m gonna pull out and flip you over and slide into that soaked pussy while you’re still gasping for air. fill you up until you’re creaming around me.”
dani’s moan cuts you off, loud and broken. you hear the toy moving faster again, her breathing ragged and high. “please—keep going, tell me more,” she begs, voice completely wrecked. “i’m so close—fuck—”
“not yet,” you murmur, dragging it out, stroking yourself firmer now but still controlled. “slow it down for me, baby. nice and deep. hold it there. feel how full you are for me? feel that stretch?”
dani whines hard in protest but she obeys. the wet squelch slows until it’s almost quiet again. only her shaky breathing fills the line, and the soft wet sound of your own hand working your cock.
you keep talking, voice rough and a little breathless. “i’d pin your wrists above your head and push into you slow. you’d feel every thick inch stretching you open, that tight little pussy trying to take me. i’d bottom out and just stay there for a second so you can feel how full you are, how deep i am. then i’d start fucking you, grinding against your clit every time i sink in, feeling how wet and hot you are around my cock. wouldn’t stop until you came twice, clenching and shaking and dripping down my balls. keep you stuffed and messy the whole time.” your own hand moves a little faster now, the ache building low and heavy, precum dripping steadily down your shaft. you’re both breathing hard. the distance between you is nothing but static and shared need and filthy wet sounds.
“dani,” you say finally, voice tight and rough. “cum for me, baby. wanna hear it. let go while you’re stuffed full. make a mess for me.”
she does. loud and shaking, your name breaking on her lips over and over as she rides the toy through it, the wet sounds getting messy and frantic. the sounds she makes are filthy and sweet at the same time—high little cries and broken moans and your name like a prayer. you follow right after, groaning low into the phone, hips jerking up into your fist as you cum hard, spilling warm and thick over your hand and onto your stomach while you picture her face, her body, the way she always falls apart for you.
after, there’s just soft breathing. both of you coming down slow. the blanket feels too hot now. your hand is sticky. you don’t move to clean up yet. the line is quiet except for the soft sound of both of you catching your breath.
“better?” you ask, smiling into the dark, voice still rough.
“yeah,” she whispers, sated and sleepy now. there’s a soft little laugh in her voice, tired and fond. “i love you so much. i think i just ruined these hotel sheets.”
you laugh quietly, still a little breathless. “i love you more, dani.”
you don’t hang up. neither does she. the line stays open, soft and warm, both of you just breathing together until sleep pulls you under again, sticky and satisfied and a little bit stupid with how much you miss each other.
Idk if u watch love island but the thought of megan and reader being on there unsatisfied with the guys they’re with, so they explore each other…
i havent but i have seen enough on my feed!
i think yes...most of the men look to be douches or a little bit of an asshole and you thought coming on this show you would, well, find love obviously! and then you get here and youre like what da hell. megan is the same way!
so yall start talking, getting closer to each other on the show. and then one night, maybe you two are sitting outside while everyone else is asleep, and one thing leads to another and oh! now you guys are kissing with millions watching on tv. and then the morning after, both of you are like "fuck..." cause all of a sudden the men are just an afterthought in this! even if one of you gets eliminated, you promise to each other to talk when the other gets eliminated or the season is over.
and megan is so bad at trying not to be obvious 😭 but she is staring at you constantly, trying to sit next to you at every moment possible, not even bothering to encourage the men and what they say to her when they try to flirt. it is soo obvious she is into you and wants you, and the show might even encourage it!
megan would definitely bring it up out of nowhere, whether it's you and dani or just dani she's saying it to. she will probably lie and say she saw a porn video or something and wanted to try it, but she has already bought everything.
maybe one day you're gone or something and megan and dani get high and are alone in the apartment, and things just lead to another and it ends up with megan on her hands and knees on the floor and dani behind her with the strap secured around her waist. dani is so gentle with megan in the beginning, she carefully pushes in and makes sure megan is doing okay, only speeding up when megan asks.
megan is LOUD. she can't believe she didn't think of this sooner. she cums so fast its almost embarrassing, but thankfully it's also easy for her to get hard again, and she's begging dani for more. megan is also needy, and will voice what she wants even if her voice is cracking and there are tears streaming down her cheeks.
and dani loves the entire thing just as much as megan does. the fact that she can make megan act like this gives her a big ego boost, and she definitely uses it to her advantage when she realizes how much megan likes it. she will buy a new strap thats bigger solely to surprise megan and knows she will enjoy it the next time it happens, and megan does love it.
its the way i try to talk about anything i like with people irl and i just get dismissed like im not important i am so tired of this feeling of being basically ignored
mechanic!daniela coming home frustrated because she had a particularly rude customer and needs to let off steam….reader letting dani to manhandle her and fuck her silly(which drives reader completely insane but in the best way).
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well yes 😻 when you tell dani she can do whatever she wants and can use you however she wants, she doesn't hold back. she'll fuck you in all different positions and make sure you cum every time making a creamy mess on her cock every time she pulls out. you will definitely have bruises the next morning and might not be able to walk properly as well. and ofc she has to cum inside you every time because she just loves the mess it makes and the moan you always let out when she does. dani fucks you hard and fast when she's like this, flipping you around and pinning you down in whichever way she chooses, and you just take it all. and when she's eventually done, and you're left on the bed a fucked out mess, she is back to her sweet and gentle self. she carefully lifts you up and takes you to the bathroom to run a bath, sitting behind you and gently cleaning you and rubbing your sore muscles from the fucking she just gave you. then she takes you back to bed and brings you to her chest, laying down while you fall asleep.
I feel like masc dani would be the type to walk around with a shirt in bold letters that says “I ❤️ MY GF” with this huge smile on her face just to see you get all shy in public
yes she would 100% she would! she wears it whenever you two are going out like to the mall or somewhere and she is just cheesing the whole time. when she puts it on while getting ready and she goes "how about this shirt?" and you turn and look, you're immediately saying no. however she does not listen and proceeds to wear it 🥰 you are so embarrassed the whole time because she's already walking with her arm around you (which is normal) but now she's wearing that shirt and it's like pointing a giant spotlight at you both. she is living her best life and you are just shy and blushing every store you go into and dani somehow finds a way to start talking about you
