You can call me Pikmin, I’m a lesbian but I will write for one man once in a blue moon if the stars align. Current fandoms I write for are Stranger Things, Yellowjackets, and Squidgame.
Stranger Things
Squid Games
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June 1st is TOMORROW. It means that GAY PEOPLE will exist, but only for ONE MONTH. Do not forget to buy your tickets to see them NOW, or else you will have to wait AN ENTIRE YEAR to be able to meet them AGAIN.
Tags: bottom reader, fingering, oral, slight praise, mentions of past sex, consent confirmations, kissing, pwp, reader is vocal during sex, tying up/bondage, gagging, panties used as gag and restraints, semi public sex, mentions of Jackie Taylor and Shauna Shipman
NSFW MDNI
Winning a game always gives you a good thrill, but so does Nat fucking you with your teammates sleeping in the same room!
“Nat, we shouldn’t-”
“Shhh, baby, don’t worry about a thing.”
Your eyes were still adjusting to the dark of your motel room, the shitty kind that was the only one your team could afford for away games. It was currently eleven something at night and Jackie and Shauna were passed out in the bed next to you, arms wrapped around each other. Nat was currently between your legs, tugging at the waistband of your shorts while breathing in your scent. “I know you’re wet for me, princess, you’re terrible at hiding it,” she cooed, rubbing her nose over where your clit should be. Your hips rolled instinctively and your hand flew to your mouth to cover the whimper that threatened to escape. “I-I want to, it’s just that Jackie and Shauna…” you trailed off, glancing at your sleeping teammates. “What if they wake up?” Nat kissed up your thigh, her nails scratching just enough to make you shiver. “Well, god knows Shauna’s a visual learner,” she purred, pulling your pajama shorts to the side and licking your panties. “And it would probably do Jackie some good so she can stop pretending she can stand Jeff.”
You worried your lip between your teeth, weighing your options. Worst case scenario your friends woke up and you lost some dignity. You had been waiting for Nat to touch you all day…and you were pretty pent up from the lack of attention. “Okay,” you started shyly. “But you have to be gentle, you know ‘m sensitive.” A devilish smile spread over her face and you were reminded of just how well her charm worked on you, especially when you were weak. “Of course,” she assured you, already pulling your bottoms off. Your panties were practically flooded, having been soaked through multiple times throughout the day because of her. “Fuck, pretty,” she groaned, now pulling your panties to the side to lick at your bare pussy. “Always taste so good after we win a game.” Even just one touch made you want to combust, controlling yourself around Nat always seemed so easy until she was positioned like this.
Her gaze flicked up from your cunt to stare into your eyes. It was almost unnerving, having her eye fuck you with such intensity before she really touched you. Despite this, you got wetter- Every. Single. Time. Because she was unimaginably beautiful, the kind that could beat you within an inch of your life and you’d say thank you because that’s what good girls did. “I love you,” she whispered; if it weren’t for the dead silence of the room you wouldn’t have heard her. She dragged her tongue through your folds agonizingly slowly, circling around your clit when she reached your hood. “Say it back to me.”
“I love you, Natty,” you whined, arching you back up against your pillow. If anyone else had called Nat that nickname she might have yelled at them but she just kept lazily making out with your cunt, her fingers tracing patterns on your hips. “Good girl, baby,” she praised, tongue dipping down to enter your hole. “Fuck!” you gasped out breathlessly, hands shooting out without your permission to shove her head back. She doesn’t get mad or curse at you- just crawls up the bed to cup your face in one of her hands. “Aright?” she asked softly, nuzzling your neck. “Yeah, sorry, just sensitive.” you muttered, stroking her hair. Her free hand shifted down, fingers slipping into the side of your underwear and stretching it out before letting it snap back against your skin. “I think there’s something I could do about that.” Dragging your panties down, she bunched them up in her hands and intertwined her fingers with yours.
“Gimme your hands, sweetheart,” she ordered quietly. Nat positioned herself behind you before she took your wrists and looped your panties around them once and then twice. She settled back between your legs, hooking a thigh over her shoulder. “There we go, all better,” she whispered. “You’ll tell me if you need me to stop, right?” Her bangs fell into her eyes and you almost mourned the fact you couldn’t push them out of the way. “Mhm,” you hummed, nodding your head while you tried to focus on not rolling your hips up to fuck her face. “Tell you everything.” She smiled and shook her hair out of her face, pressing a kiss to your skin. “Thank you gorgeous.”
Her mouth opened again, this time her tongue flicking over your clit while her index slid through the mess you were making. She never could really believe that all of this was for her, all of you. Nat’s middle finger joined the first, gathering your slick and bringing it up to rub in circles around your nub to make you moan. Trying to keep quiet became more of a struggle every second she touched you, tiny whimpers of her name slipping from your mouth. Your hands strained against your panties but were held in place by the soaked fabric as she groaned against you. Her fingers finally dripped inside you, pushing in gently, then pulling out and going deeper. Nat had fingered you before but now she was sending you to heaven. Maybe it was the thrill of waking up the others or the fact that she had to restrain you this time but every little touch felt like a pleasurable shock through your body.
“Oh my god, Nat- yes!” You tossed your head back, screwing your eyes shut. She curled her fingers slightly, prodding at that soft spot inside of you. “Shhh,” she chided affectionately, nipping at your clit. “Gotta be quiet.” You nodded your head, trying to listen. Nat splayed her fingers over your ass, pulling you closer onto her face. “Love your pussy so much, gorgeous, makes me so wet,” she slurred, licking greedily at your folds. Panting, you opened your eyes and looked down at her, watching her hips rut against the sheets. Even though she played it cool and never made you do any work when she topped, Nat was just as desperate for you as you were for her. Her fingertips brushed over your sweet spot again and you clapped your hand over your mouth, swallowing your pathetic noises. “Fuck, I’m so close,” you exclaimed around your palm, biting one of your knuckles to stifle yourself.
The heat was building, blooming hot in your stomach and spreading up through your chest and down through your legs with a tingle. Nat was an absolute angel, devouring you like her last meal, tongue working overtime in contrast with her fingers’ slow pace. When you let out another high pitched noise she pulled back and sat on her heels for a second, panting with your slick dripping down her chin. “What the hell, Nat,” you complained, pouting about your ruined orgasm. She didn’t wait for you to keep talking and reprimand her about how rude it was to edge a girl; instead she started to shimmy her own shorts off. “I was almost there and then you- mph!” You were cut off as she shoved her panties in your mouth.
“How many times do I have to tell you to be quiet, Jesus," she muttered to herself, reaching up your shirt to pinch your nipples. Your back arched into the touch and you could taste her own arousal on the fabric between your lips. This was so fucking hot. Nat gave your peak one last sharp twist before diving back down to finish her mission. Both legs were now over her shoulders and the noise coming from her was worse than you. The slurping of her mouth combined with the squelch of her fingers as her body worked determinately to make you cum was absolutely filthy and you wished you could have it imprinted in your mind forever.
Her own body was just as needy, clit just as sensitive, nipples just as hard. She set the pace of her grinding her clit on the sheets to the speed of you fucking her face, wanting to be as close to your kind of pleasure as possible. Your moans were effectively muffled by her panties now, and if she wasn’t familiar with what you sounded like gagged, Nat might have missed the way you were saying her name. “I know, baby, I know,” she breathed, rubbing your clit with her thumb now. “‘M right here, you can let go for me, such a good girl.”
The praise just made it worse, your imminent orgasm was blinding, tugging your eyes to the back of your head and making your arms struggle against your underwear again. A string of jumbled curses tumbled from your mouth as Nat aimed away from that spongy spot to make you beg a little and then went back to bullying it with her fingers. Her tongue was working with her thumb, rotating between sucking the nub and rubbing and flicking it. Her breath was hot on your skin and her moans sent vibrations through your pretty cunt. “My pussy loves me so much, doesn’t she, princess? Doesn’t even dream of any other mouth on her but mine.” Her grip tightened on your legs and you gave in, willing to fulfill all her claims if it meant you got fucked like this.
The aftershocks came in the form of gentle aches. Nat kept pumping her fingers in and out of you slowly until you stopped trembling, kissing all over your face. She finally took her panties out of your mouth and slipped your own off of your wrists. Her tongue slipped into your mouth as she kissed you and both of you could taste yourselves on the other. “You’re so pretty,” Nat said finally, pulling back. Her pupils were blown wide and her lips were swollen from kisses. “You’re not the worst I’ve done either,” you teased, prompting her to shove you gently. You giggled, leaning back into her and curling up on her chest when you heard a rustling noise from the other bed.
You scrambled to hide your ruined shorts and panties as Shauna sat up, rubbing at her eyes. “God, what time is it,” she groaned, finally turning to look at you and Nat while she wrinkled her nose. “And why does it smell like sex in here?”
“I’m not insecure, Shauna, god, that is such a joke. How could I ever be insecure? I was Hive queen.”
“Yeah…two years ago when you were still socially relevant.”
“I’m sure everyone back home is so fucking sad to be losing their perfect little snowflake queen, but they’ll never know how tragic and boring and insecure you really are.”
I kinda just wait it out ngl. But if im really trying to write sometimes ill watch edits of the character im trying to write for and pray an idea will come to me
Tags: bottom reader, fingering, oral, slight praise, mentions of past sex, consent confirmations, kissing, pwp, reader is vocal during sex, tying up/bondage, gagging, panties used as gag and restraints, semi public sex, mentions of Jackie Taylor and Shauna Shipman
NSFW MDNI
Winning a game always gives you a good thrill, but so does Nat fucking you with your teammates sleeping in the same room!
“Nat, we shouldn’t-”
“Shhh, baby, don’t worry about a thing.”
Your eyes were still adjusting to the dark of your motel room, the shitty kind that was the only one your team could afford for away games. It was currently eleven something at night and Jackie and Shauna were passed out in the bed next to you, arms wrapped around each other. Nat was currently between your legs, tugging at the waistband of your shorts while breathing in your scent. “I know you’re wet for me, princess, you’re terrible at hiding it,” she cooed, rubbing her nose over where your clit should be. Your hips rolled instinctively and your hand flew to your mouth to cover the whimper that threatened to escape. “I-I want to, it’s just that Jackie and Shauna…” you trailed off, glancing at your sleeping teammates. “What if they wake up?” Nat kissed up your thigh, her nails scratching just enough to make you shiver. “Well, god knows Shauna’s a visual learner,” she purred, pulling your pajama shorts to the side and licking your panties. “And it would probably do Jackie some good so she can stop pretending she can stand Jeff.”
You worried your lip between your teeth, weighing your options. Worst case scenario your friends woke up and you lost some dignity. You had been waiting for Nat to touch you all day…and you were pretty pent up from the lack of attention. “Okay,” you started shyly. “But you have to be gentle, you know ‘m sensitive.” A devilish smile spread over her face and you were reminded of just how well her charm worked on you, especially when you were weak. “Of course,” she assured you, already pulling your bottoms off. Your panties were practically flooded, having been soaked through multiple times throughout the day because of her. “Fuck, pretty,” she groaned, now pulling your panties to the side to lick at your bare pussy. “Always taste so good after we win a game.” Even just one touch made you want to combust, controlling yourself around Nat always seemed so easy until she was positioned like this.
Her gaze flicked up from your cunt to stare into your eyes. It was almost unnerving, having her eye fuck you with such intensity before she really touched you. Despite this, you got wetter- Every. Single. Time. Because she was unimaginably beautiful, the kind that could beat you within an inch of your life and you’d say thank you because that’s what good girls did. “I love you,” she whispered; if it weren’t for the dead silence of the room you wouldn’t have heard her. She dragged her tongue through your folds agonizingly slowly, circling around your clit when she reached your hood. “Say it back to me.”
“I love you, Natty,” you whined, arching you back up against your pillow. If anyone else had called Nat that nickname she might have yelled at them but she just kept lazily making out with your cunt, her fingers tracing patterns on your hips. “Good girl, baby,” she praised, tongue dipping down to enter your hole. “Fuck!” you gasped out breathlessly, hands shooting out without your permission to shove her head back. She doesn’t get mad or curse at you- just crawls up the bed to cup your face in one of her hands. “Aright?” she asked softly, nuzzling your neck. “Yeah, sorry, just sensitive.” you muttered, stroking her hair. Her free hand shifted down, fingers slipping into the side of your underwear and stretching it out before letting it snap back against your skin. “I think there’s something I could do about that.” Dragging your panties down, she bunched them up in her hands and intertwined her fingers with yours.
“Gimme your hands, sweetheart,” she ordered quietly. Nat positioned herself behind you before she took your wrists and looped your panties around them once and then twice. She settled back between your legs, hooking a thigh over her shoulder. “There we go, all better,” she whispered. “You’ll tell me if you need me to stop, right?” Her bangs fell into her eyes and you almost mourned the fact you couldn’t push them out of the way. “Mhm,” you hummed, nodding your head while you tried to focus on not rolling your hips up to fuck her face. “Tell you everything.” She smiled and shook her hair out of her face, pressing a kiss to your skin. “Thank you gorgeous.”
Her mouth opened again, this time her tongue flicking over your clit while her index slid through the mess you were making. She never could really believe that all of this was for her, all of you. Nat’s middle finger joined the first, gathering your slick and bringing it up to rub in circles around your nub to make you moan. Trying to keep quiet became more of a struggle every second she touched you, tiny whimpers of her name slipping from your mouth. Your hands strained against your panties but were held in place by the soaked fabric as she groaned against you. Her fingers finally dripped inside you, pushing in gently, then pulling out and going deeper. Nat had fingered you before but now she was sending you to heaven. Maybe it was the thrill of waking up the others or the fact that she had to restrain you this time but every little touch felt like a pleasurable shock through your body.
“Oh my god, Nat- yes!” You tossed your head back, screwing your eyes shut. She curled her fingers slightly, prodding at that soft spot inside of you. “Shhh,” she chided affectionately, nipping at your clit. “Gotta be quiet.” You nodded your head, trying to listen. Nat splayed her fingers over your ass, pulling you closer onto her face. “Love your pussy so much, gorgeous, makes me so wet,” she slurred, licking greedily at your folds. Panting, you opened your eyes and looked down at her, watching her hips rut against the sheets. Even though she played it cool and never made you do any work when she topped, Nat was just as desperate for you as you were for her. Her fingertips brushed over your sweet spot again and you clapped your hand over your mouth, swallowing your pathetic noises. “Fuck, I’m so close,” you exclaimed around your palm, biting one of your knuckles to stifle yourself.
The heat was building, blooming hot in your stomach and spreading up through your chest and down through your legs with a tingle. Nat was an absolute angel, devouring you like her last meal, tongue working overtime in contrast with her fingers’ slow pace. When you let out another high pitched noise she pulled back and sat on her heels for a second, panting with your slick dripping down her chin. “What the hell, Nat,” you complained, pouting about your ruined orgasm. She didn’t wait for you to keep talking and reprimand her about how rude it was to edge a girl; instead she started to shimmy her own shorts off. “I was almost there and then you- mph!” You were cut off as she shoved her panties in your mouth.
“How many times do I have to tell you to be quiet, Jesus," she muttered to herself, reaching up your shirt to pinch your nipples. Your back arched into the touch and you could taste her own arousal on the fabric between your lips. This was so fucking hot. Nat gave your peak one last sharp twist before diving back down to finish her mission. Both legs were now over her shoulders and the noise coming from her was worse than you. The slurping of her mouth combined with the squelch of her fingers as her body worked determinately to make you cum was absolutely filthy and you wished you could have it imprinted in your mind forever.
Her own body was just as needy, clit just as sensitive, nipples just as hard. She set the pace of her grinding her clit on the sheets to the speed of you fucking her face, wanting to be as close to your kind of pleasure as possible. Your moans were effectively muffled by her panties now, and if she wasn’t familiar with what you sounded like gagged, Nat might have missed the way you were saying her name. “I know, baby, I know,” she breathed, rubbing your clit with her thumb now. “‘M right here, you can let go for me, such a good girl.”
The praise just made it worse, your imminent orgasm was blinding, tugging your eyes to the back of your head and making your arms struggle against your underwear again. A string of jumbled curses tumbled from your mouth as Nat aimed away from that spongy spot to make you beg a little and then went back to bullying it with her fingers. Her tongue was working with her thumb, rotating between sucking the nub and rubbing and flicking it. Her breath was hot on your skin and her moans sent vibrations through your pretty cunt. “My pussy loves me so much, doesn’t she, princess? Doesn’t even dream of any other mouth on her but mine.” Her grip tightened on your legs and you gave in, willing to fulfill all her claims if it meant you got fucked like this.
The aftershocks came in the form of gentle aches. Nat kept pumping her fingers in and out of you slowly until you stopped trembling, kissing all over your face. She finally took her panties out of your mouth and slipped your own off of your wrists. Her tongue slipped into your mouth as she kissed you and both of you could taste yourselves on the other. “You’re so pretty,” Nat said finally, pulling back. Her pupils were blown wide and her lips were swollen from kisses. “You’re not the worst I’ve done either,” you teased, prompting her to shove you gently. You giggled, leaning back into her and curling up on her chest when you heard a rustling noise from the other bed.
You scrambled to hide your ruined shorts and panties as Shauna sat up, rubbing at her eyes. “God, what time is it,” she groaned, finally turning to look at you and Nat while she wrinkled her nose. “And why does it smell like sex in here?”
can someone write a jennifer's body fic with reader as jennifer and nat as needy. preferably where nat's been hanging out with someone else and reader kills him 🥰
