summary: when you snap at anora, she leaves your place pissed, and you come back begging to make things right.
words: 2.3k +
warnings: 18+, fem!reader, oral (a receiving), fingering (a receiving), begging, ani calls u a good girl, reader is a meanie for a bit then turns to a lil bitch, this is bad, and yeah let me know if there’s more.
navigation. request.
tired would be an understatement of how you felt right now. your head pounded, each beat following up with a sigh from your boss's mouth, reminding you of the looming deadline for the project that still needed to be completed.
so, here you were on a call at 9:48 in the morning, on a day you were supposed to be off, with three other colleagues discussing the next steps for the project.
you rubbed your eyes, trying to shake off the heaviness that had settled deep in your bones. you sat at your desk, a few feet away from anora's side of the bed, which made it harder to resist the temptation to crawl back under the covers and ignore the world for a little while longer. but you knew better. you couldn't afford to.
literally.
your phone buzzed on the desk, shifting your attention from one screen to the other. oh shit. the driver. you had planned a low-key day with anora—just the two of you—but now it seemed like that might have to wait.
your stomach sank as you glanced at the message: i'm here. do you want me to grab anything for you two?
you quickly typed back: no, that's fine. you can come inside and wait. i'm in a meeting; it shouldn't take too long.
hopefully…
you hoped anora wouldn't be too disappointed with the change of plans. the message sent, and you set your phone down again, the screen lighting up, showing the call you've been on for... three ongoing hours?!
behind you, anora stirred, waking up from her deep sleep. "good morning," she murmured, her voice thick with sleep.
you turned slightly, offering a tired smile as you double-checked to make sure you were still muted on your work call. "good morning, babe. sleep well?"
"mmm-hmm," she hummed, stretching. you heard the soft crack of her spine as she reached her arms over her head, a sound that made your heart swell a little. she padded across the hardwood floor with that familiar grace, her feet quiet but sure.
you could feel her before you saw her, like a magnet drawing you in. then she was there, leaning down to plant a lingering kiss on your neck. it made your skin tingle, sending a shiver down your spine. "you've been up for hours, haven't you?" she whispered, a teasing smile playing on her lips.
"i have to finish this report," you murmured, half-distracted.
but anora wasn't deterred. her lips trailed to your jawline and then to your cheek, playful and persistent.
"ani," you said softly, trying to keep your voice steady. "i'm on a call."
she ignored your plea, her hands sliding over your shoulders as she planted another kiss on your temple.
"ani, seriously," you hissed, though a hint of laughter betrayed you.
"what? i'm just showing my hardworking girlfriend some love," she teased, grinning against your skin. it was sweet; it really was. but your boss's voice in your ear reminded you of the pressing deadline, and her teasing felt like too much in the moment.
"anora, stop!" you snapped, louder than intended.
her hands froze, and the warmth that had been cocooning you suddenly vanished. you heard her inhale sharply, and when she stepped back, it was like a cold breeze had replaced her presence.
"what the hell?" she asked with wide eyes and furrowed eyebrows, still in the same position, looking hurt and confused. you felt your stomach twist. "i—" you started, but the words got tangled.
"i'm sorry for trying to spend time with you," she said, her voice raising in pitch before she swallowed hard. "god forbid i... i don't know, make you feel appreciated or something."
"i'm just trying to work, anora! i have deadlines, responsibilities—"
"and i'm a distraction, right?" she shot back, "just a little nuisance in your way?"
you opened your mouth to apologize, to explain, but she was already moving, grabbing her overnight bag from the floor and shoving her things inside haphazardly. it was like a fire was spreading through the room with how quickly she was packing up to leave.
"ani," you called out, your voice more desperate now. "please, wait. don't go."
but she ignored you, shoulders tense and eyes avoiding yours as she zipped up her bag. you heard the soft thud of her bag slung over her shoulder, and before you could say another word, she was at the door.
"y/n? are you here?" your boss's voice reminding you of the meeting you were supposed to be in right now. you looked at your phone, then the door your girlfriend had just rushed out of. sighing heavily, you unmuted your phone and replied, "yes, i'm here."
the hours that followed felt like eternity. the empty apartment was so quiet, so still, that it almost felt suffocating. by the time night fell, you couldn't bear it anymore. you gathered a few things—her favorite snacks, the earrings she had been eyeing for weeks but never bought, and a small bouquet of flowers you'd picked up on a whim.
your driver pulled up to her old place, her place that she rarely stayed at anymore because she was always at your apartment. she had even given you a spare copy of her key so you could move her things to your place when she was busy.
you opened the door and found the living room empty, thankful her roommate wasn't home. you knocked on her bedroom door, calling out her name softly.
the door creaked open, and there she was. anora's head peeked out from behind the door, her eyebrows furrowing both in anger and confusion, as she clearly wasn't expecting you. she was still in the clothes she'd left in, her hair slightly disheveled.
"what are you doing here?" she asked, opening her door slightly further to get a better look at you.
"i... i came to apologize," you said quickly, holding out the flowers like a shield. she eyed them, unimpressed.
"anora, please. i was an idiot. i shouldn't have snapped at you. you were just being sweet, and i let my stress get the better of me." she leaned against the doorframe, silent, her gaze piercing.
"i brought your favorite snacks," you added, holding up the bag. "and earrings. i even... i don't know, i just..."
you trailed off, realizing how desperate you sounded. but you didn't care. "please," you said softly. "i miss you. i miss us. i'll do anything to make it right."
anora sighed, stepping aside to let you in. you stepped inside her room, slowly closing the door behind you, watching as she stood a couple of feet in front of her bed. the tension in the air was thick as you set the flowers and bag on the nightstand beside you.
her expression softened, just a fraction. "anything?"
"anything," you promised, stepping closer, inches away from her.
"you really hurt my feelings," she said finally, a hand coming to cup your cheek, and you stumbled even closer to her, your lips ghosting hers.
you looked so fucking adorable in that moment, with that vulnerable, almost lost look on your face. like a kicked puppy—those sad, pleading eyes. you looked so damn cute, but she wasn't going to let you off the hook that easily.
her thumb brushed gently across your cheekbone. "you said anything, right?"
you nodded quickly, your hand wrapping around her forearm, and her heart skipped a beat. the way you held her arm, like you couldn't stand the distance between you two, made her lips twitch upward.
there was something in the way you looked at her now, something so earnest, so full of regret, that made her resolve waver just slightly. her eyes darted to your lips, feeling the heat between you both rise. god, you were so close, and she was fighting every instinct that told her to pull you in. to kiss you like she wanted to, to let you wrap her in your arms, to hold her.
her gaze flitted up, catching yours.
"anything," you repeated again, barely a whisper.
"get on your knees," she whispered. without hesitating, you lowered yourself in front of her, her hand running a hand through your hair. you stared up at her, waiting.
"beg."
"please," you said, the frustration clear in your voice.
"please what?"
"please forgive me, ani. i shouldn't have snapped at you."
"no, you shouldn't have. you didn't mean it, did you?"
you shook your head.
"that's right. because you wouldn't dare treat me like that. right, baby?" you nodded again, your hands finding their way to her thighs, gripping them tightly. anora's hands left your hair and cupped your face gently. "good girl," she said, a smile playing on her lips.
you licked your lips when your girlfriend began pulling her shorts down, revealing her bare skin inch by inch. she watched you the whole time, smiling, that smile that made your heart race with anticipation.
you leaned in, kissing the insides of her thighs, and she hummed. it was a gentle kiss, the kind that she needed after the day she had today, and it sent a wave of pleasure through her.
"such a good girl," she whispered, and your lips trailed higher, pressing against the clothed heat between her legs. she let out a soft moan, her hands finding your hair again to stop her legs from trembling.
you pressed a lingering kiss to the spot before pulling back, your gaze meeting hers. anora's eyes were half-lidded, her cheeks flushed, and she looked so gorgeous; what kind of an idiot would raise their voice at her? oh, that's right... you did.
"ani," you murmured, looking up at her, pleading.
"i forgive you, baby," she breathed, pulling her underwear to the side, revealing her glistening pussy. you could see the desire in her eyes as she guided you closer, silently inviting you to continue. with a soft smile, you leaned in to fulfill her unspoken request, eager to make things right between you.
you kissed her again, harder this time, your tongue slipping between her folds, tasting her sweetness as she moaned softly in response. you kept going, your tongue circling her clit slowly, teasingly. you couldn't help yourself, not when she was this wet and not when you owed it to her.
her grip tightened on your hair, and you moaned against her, sending a shockwave through her body. you looked up at her once more, taking in the sight of her, the way her lips parted slightly, the way her chest rose and fell with every breath she took.
"more," she whispered, her hips rocking forward, covering your chin with her slick wetness. you obliged, increasing the pressure and speed of your movements, your hands digging in the back of her thighs, trying to pull her even closer to you.
you continued like this, listening to her soft moans and pleas until she was close. she tugged on your hair, trying to pull you away.
"wait," she gasped, "not yet."
you pulled back, wiping your chin with the back of your hand. "did i do something wrong?" you asked, suddenly worried.
"no," she breathed, her eyes fluttering open to meet yours, her hands still tangled in your hair. "it's just been a while, and i want your fingers." you smiled like an idiot, rising off your knees to kiss her for the first time that night.
her lips were soft, pliant, and you savored the taste of her on your tongue. "fuck, i missed you," you mumbled, her lips parting to let out a soft chuckle, falling against the bed with you in a tangle of limbs.
"me too, baby. now be good and finish what you started." you nodded eagerly, sliding a hand up under her shirt, your fingers grazing her skin until you reached her chest, cupping her breast in your hand, feeling her heartbeat quicken beneath your touch.
"i'll make you feel so good," you whispered, leaning in to kiss her neck as she arched into your touch, a soft moan escaping her lips. "hurry," she urged, her voice breathless.
you slid your hand back down her body, tracing the outline of her curves before finally reaching your destination, sliding your middle finger into her pussy and feeling her wetness enveloping you. she gasped at the sensation, her hips instinctively moving against your hand as she whispered, "don't stop."
her head fell back, her fingers gripping the sheets when you added another finger, increasing the pressure and speed of your movements, your eyes locked on her flushed face, the way her eyes closed and her mouth fell open as she let out a moan, her back arching against the mattress.
you continued like this for a few minutes, watching her writhe underneath you, her hips rolling against your fingers. her moans were music to your ears, and the sight of her like this was enough to make you let out a low growl of satisfaction.
her breathing was labored, her hips bucking wildly, and you knew she was close. extremely close. her body tensed, her hands gripping the sheets so tightly that they were shaking, and her moans became louder and more desperate. you kept going, not letting up, ignoring the ache in your own hand.
"come for me, ani," you said softly, curling your fingers inside her, hitting that spot that drove her crazy. her moans grew louder, and her body stiffened, and then she finally reached her peak, letting out a loud cry of pleasure. "yes, fuck!"
you felt her walls clench around your fingers, pulsing with the force of her release. her head fell back against the pillow, and her body went limp, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath.
you watched her, mesmerized, not wanting to take your eyes off her for even a second.
you finally pulled out your fingers, bringing them to your mouth and sucking on them, tasting her sweet juices. her eyes fluttered open, and she looked at you, her expression softening.
summary: your first time at a club and ani approaches you.
warnings: smut. 18+ pls. thigh riding, ani’s all big and bad until she wants to cum, bottom!ani, sex work, idk if theres more
a/n: had a request for anora a while back and i was waiting to watch the movie before i wrote anything for her bc i dont know anything about her but im getting impatient sooo
loud music, flashing lights, smoke. your first time actually being in a club and you didnt really know how to feel about it. your eyes raked over the crowded room, fingers wrapped around a cold glass you brought to your lips every few minutes.
“you ever been here before?” you turn your head to the voice, your eyes landing on the dark haired girl you had been eyeing for the past hour.
“no, first time,” you answer, bringing your drink to your lips. she smiles and your eyes fall to her lips.
“im ani,” she introduces, “its bit crowded in here, lets get a private room.” you let out a huff of air, lips pulling up into a smile as your eyes return to the large room.
“trying to get me to buy some time with you?” you ask and ani scoots closer to you, fingers toying at your shoulder.
“maybe i am. youre attractive, well worth my time,” her fingers trail up your neck before cupping your jaw, turning your head to look at her. “what do you say? am i worth your money?” you smile, leaning in closer to her.
“yeah, i think you’re worth my money.”
before you know it, the two of you are alone, her in your lap, dragging her lips up and down your neck. your hands find her hips, hers find your wrists, tugging them away. “no touching,” she whispers, voice seductive as she grinds against your lap.
you smile, holding your hands up innocently before putting them behind your head. “yes maam,” you whisper. a smile painting her lips as she leans in closer to you, lips nearly touching.
“good girl,” she whispers. your cheeks heat at the words, the way she says them, fuck. ani grinds against your lap, hips moving seductively against you. it takes all your power not to grab her hips and grind her against your thigh.
“youre so pretty,” you whisper, taking your bottom lip between your teeth. she felt so good grinding against you, you selfishly want more. “doin’ so good,” you mumble.
“dont talk to me like that,” she groans, cunt grinding lightly over your thigh.
“like what?” you push.
“like you want to fuck me.”
“maybe i do,” you lean closer, leg bouncing slightly as she grinds against you. “maybe i just want to guide you on my thigh, make you feel good,” you whisper. this is definitely not what youre supposed to do during a private sessiom, but neither of you could care less.
“mm, itll be extra,” she teases, bringing her hands up to cup your face.
“i dont mind paying more,” you mumble and ani smiles.
“good.” her hands find your wrists, tugging them to her hips. “then show me what you want.”
you drag her down against your thigh, flexing it to give her added pleasure. even through the many layers of fabric, you swear you can feel her cunt throb. “so fucking pretty, ani,” you mumble, scraping your teeth against her neck. you know better than to leave marks, her appearance is her work, you know better.
“god, bet you’d give me your whole wallet just to get me in your own bed,” she mumbles, her accent thick as her hips roll against you.
“maybe, depends on how this ends,” you mumble. ani lets out a shaky breath as you grind her down against your thigh a little stronger than the last.
“fuck,” she whines. “just keep going, fuck, please.”
“what happened to your little attitude? that little tough act, all for the money one?”
“shut up,” she spits, her orgasm slowly approaching.
you bounce your leg and ani’s head falls back slightly. “whatever you say,” you mumble.
“no, fuck, just keep talking to me.” you smile.
“and why would i do that? you just told me to shut up, didnt you? make up your mind,” you tsk at her, picking up your pace. “you look so good grinding on my thigh, ani,” you whisper. “bet you’d look better with my fingers inside you,” she whines,
she buries her face in your neck, lips pressing gently against your pulse point. your jaw clenches, eyes closing tightly as you try to gather yourself. you swallow thickly, “bet you’d look so good spread open f’me.”
“fuck, im so close, please,” she whines.
“yeah? gonna cum for me? gonna make a mess on my thigh?” she nods against your neck and you smile, keeping a quick pace against your thigh. “go on then, cum for me.”
and she does, her teeth digging into your shoulder as she does. desperate, breathy moans muffled into you. “yeah, good job, did so good for me,” you mumble, slowing her against your thigh.
you give her a few minutes to come down before asking, “how much to take you back to my place right now?”
ofc this was supposed to be a drabble but i couldn't stop myself
Warnings: SMUT - thigh riding
Word Count: 1300
pls one chance mikey
she instantly took a liking to you the second you walked through the swinging double doors to the backroom and jimmy introduced you as the club's newest girl. it was the sight of your initial sweet smile that drew her in. it was untainted and hopeful and bright. it was clear to her that you were new to this industry.
so, ani kindly offered to help you out.
it started with you and her arriving early so she could teach you some moves, some of which she demonstrated on you. she could tell you were flustered when she grinded on your lap, her arms slung lazily around your neck and her breath hot against it as she explained each move.
eventually, she found herself waiting all day for your little one-on-one sessions. she was obsessed with toying with you.
she dragged her nails agonizingly slow against your thigh or allowed her knee to brush in between your legs just to watch your pretty doe eyes widen even more. and the way you kept your hands glued to your sides, afraid to move, made her laugh. she grabbed your hands and placed them on her body wherever she desired your touch.
your reactions were so different from every man who paid for her services. maybe she was just obsessed with you.
"aren't you just the cutest little thing?" she whispered in your ear once as she danced atop you, her lips ghosting over your earlobe in a smile.
then it progressed to you applying your teachings.
she's sitting in one of the stalls now as you climb onto her, straddling her thighs.
"c'mon, baby, show me what i taught ya," she says with a satisfied smile, leaning back in the chair.
you give her a nervous smile before you begin to roll your hips in time with the sultry music. her smile falters.
it's as if all the stiffness left your body and now you're as fluid as water as your back arches and your hands creep up her shoulders. you pull her chest into yours and dig your teeth into your bottom lip like you've been doing this for years. you're almost too good.
you look up into her eyes with a newfound confidence. suddenly she understands how you felt all those times when she was on top of you.
"'m i doin' okay?" you mumble, breath fanning across the tip of her nose. you must have already known the answer from the dumbfounded look on her face.
she's about to respond before you grab her wrists and guide her palms to your near bare ass. you hold her hands there for a moment before letting go. her hands stay glued to your skin.
"fuck," she sighs, the word escaping her uncontrollably. she has a better understanding of why men pay so much money for this. "you're doing so good," she practically groans, her eyes intently following each roll of your body. her acrylics dig into the skin of your ass before her hands roam comfortably along your thighs, exploring new territory.
you smile proudly, looking up toward the ceiling and exposing the expanse of your neck. you can tell she's enjoying this and she knows that you know she's enjoying this. she feels so helpless and out of control, like you're suffocating her in the best way possible. she never knew she could feel this way about a woman.
as much as she enjoys watching you bloom, she wants you under her thumb. she craves that control and seniority over you. she takes it back by grabbing your hips and pulling you against her thigh just as you roll your hips forward.
the strangled noise you release as your near bare pussy drags against her skin is enough to leave her smiling. it's noise of surprise mixed with unfettered pleasure. your head snaps back down to meet her eyes. she loves those adorable wide eyes of yours.
"you like how that feels?" she asks, hands holding you firmly in place.
"like" was an understatement. you felt like you were on cloud fucking nine, but you couldn't articulate that in the moment.
"mmph, fuck," is all you can say. your face is so close to hers you can practically taste her lip gloss. her lips part like she's already imagining kissing you.
you suddenly feel your core start to throb and leak. something that she feels too.
"i'll take that as a yes," she laughs, squeezing your sides.
your shame melts into desire as she guides your hips against her bare thigh again, making a habit out of it. your eyebrows knit in pleasure as you release a whine.
"fuck," she says as if she's the one getting off. "you're so pretty, baby," she says, forcing you down a little harder.
she brushes your hair back so she can whisper in your ear.
"y'know, i can feel your pussy soakin' through your panties and makin' a mess all over me," she whispers.
"ani," you moan at her words, which happens to coincide with your clit dragging nicely against her skin. you wrap your arms around her neck to stabilize yourself as you work with her hands and rock your hips back and forth.
"i turned you into a real fuckin' slut, didn't i?" she laughs, enjoying the contortions of your once innocent face. her brooklyn accent is intoxicating.
only thinking of your own pleasure, your hand creeps down to push your wet underwear to the side, allowing you to feel ani's bare skin on yours. she moans when she finally feels you.
"god, y'gonna do this for all your customers now? gonna ride 'em all like this?" she grins as you shake your head no.
she slows down her hands, ensuring that each drag of your clit is slow and hard, leaving you moaning like a bitch in heat.
"jesus," she says to herself as she holds eye contact with you. you look more beautiful than ever. she wants to kiss you so badly and the feeling is mutual.
"ani!" a voice suddenly shouts over the music. you instinctively jump and raise yourself onto your knees, one planted on each side of her thighs. she giggles at how quickly your raw pleasure turns into fright, like she's not at all scared of being caught like this. "get in here! customers are here!" jimmy yells, his voice growing closer.
she rolls her eyes and falls back in the chair, dejected. she looks back up into your still frightened eyes, her fingers lingering on your thighs. the last thing she wants is to leave you.
"we'll finish this later, princess, yeah?" she says, tapping your thighs, signaling for you to get up.
once you do, she notices the wet spot on her legs and the hem of her dress. she smiles to herself, knowing the smell of you will be stuck to her for the rest of the night.
"hey," she says, leaning forward and grabbing you by the thigh before you can scurry back to the dressing room. you turn and look at her, still startled by the interruption and a little agitated that you didn't get your release.
she likes this messier version of you. your hair's a little disheveled and the sweat on your forehead glistens in the club light. not to mention your now ruined thong. she hopes you have another one so your customers don't get the privilege of seeing you like this.
"you meet me right here after your shift, okay?"
she catches the little smile that creeps onto your face. she finds herself smiling too.
"i promise i'll give you everything that you need, baby. i'll be waitin' right here for ya," she says, patting your ass. "now, go make mama proud."
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