rninne

(bading)

[hyunjinights]

#HELLAGOOD! ft sophia laforteza

synopsis: dom!sophia fucking you with her strap before really giving you what you want | featuring: girlfriend!sophia , fem!reader , dom!sophia , sub!reader , strap!sophia , heavily smutty , petnames , (fake) p in v , oral sex ──── requested , wc 596

authors note && taglist: thank you for requesting and i really hope you enjoy! so sorry again for the wait! requests are open, angels :3 please leave feedback as this motivates me to write more. liking && reblogging would be much appreciated!! | @awkwardlyshawna @dahliadaenerys

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“sophia, please. i need you.” you whine from beneath her and she teases the tip of the strap on your clit, a big grin on her face as she hears your whining, your begging.

“yeah? you need me?” she raised her eyebrows as she talks in a condescending tone, making you feel small under her. “tell me how bad. beg for it.”

“baby.. please. fuck me, i need your cock.” you bite your lip as her hand goes up to wrap around your neck.

“not good enough, sweet girl.” sophia chuckles as she slides her cock into your entrance before pulling out straight away. her eyes watching how wet you became just at her teasing, she could tease you all day if she could. seriously. “you think you deserve to be fucked, baby?”

“yes!” you cry out, bucking your hips to try feel some friction. “please soph! need it so bad.”

she laughed mockingly before caressing your face, “so pretty when you cry for me, baby.” she kisses your lips intensely before pulling away again, “think you’ve been a good girl for me, you deserve my cock now baby.”

she pushes the silicone cock into you with a small gasp at the slick noises coming from you. “you’re so wet. so needy.”

“mmm yes.” you moan out loud as her pace becomes frantic, eager to please you now that her teasing had ended. the slick sounds were delicious, bouncing off the walls as the headboard banged against the wall behind it.

“tell me how good it feels, baby. talk to me.” sophia pants, sweat beading at her forehead from the speed.

“so fucking good.” you whine, drool falling down your chin as your tongue lolled out from pleasure.

“good girl.” she praised before kissing your neck.

her cock felt so good but you felt you needed more, you were overwhelmed with pleasure but you knew just what you wanted.

“soph- sophia. baby, need your mouth on me. please.” you exhaled as her thrusts came to a halt.

“yeah?” her chest heaved as she pulled out from you and quickly discarded the strap somewhere on the bed. “come sit on my face then.” she flipped and gestured for you to crawl higher.

“thank you baby.” you bit your lip, placing your knees either side of her head as you slowly lowered yourself on her tongue.

she quickly pulled you down and began sucking on your clit, her hands on your ass to stabilise you. the pornographic noises coming from your mouth were obscene.

“need you to cum on my tongue, ynnie. cmon.” her voice was muffled from between your thighs.

you quickly moved your hips back and forth, desperately trying to reach your climax, your moans getting croakier from the volume.

“oh shit, yes! ‘m cumming!” you screamed, the pleasure the most intense thing you’ve ever felt as she helped you ride your high, wetness gushing over her face and onto the bedsheets.

“yeah, good fucking girl.” she moaned as her hips bucked into nothing, as she slowed you down, not wanting to overstimulate you.

you carefully climbed off her, wincing at the ache already between your thighs as you laid down, hearing a soft chuckle from your girlfriend.

you looked at her, “stop laughing at me!”

“i’m not! you just always look really cute after.” she grins before opening her arms, “come here.”

you crawled into her arms, wrapping your arm around her waist, tucking your head into her neck.

“are you okay though?” she asked gently, moving hair from your face.

“i’m amazing.” you smiled.

© 2026 hyunjinights

do not copy or translate my work.

[vivilvr]

This is the most vampire shes ever looked i feel sick

[iwantogohome]

FUCK FUCK FUCKC UGVK JFJCKCJGB FUCK FICK FUCK

[sourmeiyok]

what pre-debut manon sounds like to me

[seannify]

I NEEDDDD MANON’s HC’s PLEASEEEEEE

Sensitive nipples. Would just cum from you sucking them, especially when she has her piercings on

sometimes y'all would share a blunt while fucking when she's riding you

Speaking of blunts, she would love having intoxicated sex cause it makes both of you sooo sensitive

I think Manon is definitely a groaner with very breathy moans like Sophia

Loves it when you tug/pull her hair, def turns her on

Light degradation. In my opinion she would get off with you telling her how she's so pathetically obsessed with you and it would turn her off if the degradation goes overboard

Manon is definitely a dom bottom in a way that she loves getting pampered but is also bossy

She's also one of those girls who's OBSESSED with their lover's scent, in my humble opinion. she would nuzzle her face to the crook of your neck the whole time

I think she would also adore nose kisses, you're thrusting deep inside her and your nose bumps and you just look at each other's eyes is in her top 10 intimate actions

OH AND SHE DEFINITELY LOVES TEASING YOU

[th4wny]

Meizini stocks are so up because it turns out it was Dani stepping on Megan!!

[ott3ry221]

101 days without maphinz :<

[xdogwithabirdx]

are you picking up what i’m putting down

[byooungs]

SHE’S IN THE RAIN ─── jennie kim.

synopsis: suicide. such a repulsive word. without even realizing it, jennie had been her salvation. it's a shame she couldn't be saved once jennie was gone.

pairing: jennie kim x fem!oc

contains: sensitive themes, suicide, physical and emotional abuse, dysfunctional family, age gap relationship, alcohol and drug use. i'm not that mean, guys... there's also fluff, first love and last love.

a/n: i've had this sitting around since 2022… so, uh, yeah! i promise i'll update my other stories too (and i have more coming… so i honestly have no idea how i'm going to manage my time)

─── she’s in the rain. the rose.

chapter one. ಄ how we met

chapter two. ಄ jennie's classmates

chapter three. ಄ haneul birthday

chapter four. ಄

[seannify]

sophia headcannons plssss

Switch

Definitely loves to be talked through it

My girl loves missionary, in my opinion, she would think this is the most intimate position to be in with her partner

ASSURANCE. Praise and assurance is different, for Sophia, I think whispering assurance to her would be better than just praises

She NEEDS to hold your hand at all times

Has a very sensitive back, I think she might be ticklish there lowkey

Everyone thinks this girl would be loud in bed, and they're right. BUT THE MOST ACCURATE WOULD BE SOPHIA HAVING BREATHY MOANS

Definitely another whimperer, she'll definitely pout or take matters into her own hands if she doesn't get what she wants

Wants to be held most of the time, you fucking her won't be enough, she wants you to hold her

Slow, wet kisses with occasional multiple pecks and then back to tongue kissing with a sprinkle of assurance and praise every now and then

[m6eusss]

LA BEBE. ⊹ ࣪ ˖

tiene novio, y no se comporta. me dice “tranqui’, que la relacion 'ta rota."

PAIRING: g!p daniela avanzini x fem!reader

WORD COUNT: 1,523

CONTENT WARNINGS: creampie, cum swallowing, use of mami, handjobs, blowjob, dani speaks spanish(some of the translations may be wrong. I SUCK at spanish..), reader cheats with daniela (kind of), unprotected sex, p in v.

SUMMARY: You and your boyfriend aren’t the best couple. It’s a toxic, bittersweet relationship. But once you find a picture of him with another girl, you want to forget all about him. Daniela helps you with that.

A/N: HELLOOOO!!!!: I am so freaking grateful for the likes on my last post!!! You guys r the sweetest! :)

“Fuck. I just.. I just don’t know what to do..” You sighed into your phone, waiting for Daniela’s response. “I mean, you could always jus’ break up with him.” You liked how she advised you, her soft voice somewhat calming you down. You groaned, pouting behind the screen. 

“You think I haven't thought of that? Even if I do, I feel like it’ll just cause more problems.” After a couple more minutes of ranting to Daniela about your shitty boyfriend, you hang up, needing a minute of silence to yourself. 

You and your boyfriend were known to be toxic. But the constant fighting and arguing was getting worse and worse by the day. Staying with him would make problems worse, but leaving him would make problems a tad bit worser. There really wasn’t anything you could do. 

You get up off your bed, fixing your tousled hair. As you're walking to the bathroom, you catch a smell of cheap cologne. And of course, it’s coming from your boyfriend's hoodie from when he stayed the night a few days back. What else would it be? 

Ignoring it, you reach the bathroom and lock the door behind you, leaning against the wall and turning on your phone. You look scroll through your Instagram feed, just something to take your mind off of things. 

And then you see it.

As you’re scrolling, you stumble across a picture of your boyfriend being “touchy” with a female friend of his. You bite the inside of your cheeks, gripping your phone tighter with every glance you take at the photo. 

You breathe in, turning off your phone. You knew this was gonna happen at one point, but you didn’t think it would happen so soon. You breathe out, turning on the sink and washing your face. You walk out the bathroom and go to your room, laying on your bed face down and closing your eyes.

As sleep takes you over, you can't help but think of him the whole time your eyes are closed, so far to the point that you have dreams about him too.  

The sunlight filters through the closed blinds, you can hear the sound of those god awful birds tweeting outside. You open your eyes, immediately checking your phone. 

You have a few unread texts. But most importantly, you have a text from your boyfriend. It literally feels like your heart dropped to your ass, you start to wonder about what the text might be.

In a second, you open iMessage and check what he said. 

“sorry i didnt text u last night i was with a friend lol anyways u send?” 

Your face scrunched up in disgust. Weird. You take a screenshot of the text and leave him on seen, because who wouldn't? Your thumbs hover over the screen, contemplating on who to send it to. Daniela pops into your mind. 

So you send it to her.

She responds almost immediately, sending tons of messages in a flash.

“the fuck?”

“its literally 9 in the morning why would he ask for nudes”

“you need someone to talk to? why not come over later we can talk about it”

And you definitely came over.

You walk up to her front door, only carrying your purse and phone. You knock once, no answer. You knock twice, still no answer. You knock three times. Daniela finally opens the door. Your eyes fall on her tall figure and the way she looks down at you. 

“Hey, come in, make yourself comfy.” Her eyes linger on your waist almost for a little too long, she follows behind you and sits down on the couch next to you.

She eyes you up and down, her eyes softening as she realizes how exhausted you must be. “Soo.. what’s up?” Daniela leans back on the couch, her fingers brushing against your arm. 

“Hes literally being so weird. Like who asks for nudes after posting a picture with another bitch?” You sigh, leaning your head on her shoulder for comfort. “I know baby, I know. It's alright, I understand.” Her words are like honey, a soft sigh escaping your lips.

“I just need to forget about him..” You look up into her eyes, resting your chin on her shoulder. “You think.. Maybe.. You can help me?” You run your hand down her chest, feeling up her abs. 

Daniela grinned, tucking a stray hair behind your ear. “Of course I can, mami. You just sit there and look pretty, yeah?” Those words make you melt on the spot. You pull her into a deep kiss, her hands finding your waist.

“Fuck, you taste s’good..” She mutters in a husky voice, making you feel even more aroused than you were before. You pull away, playing with the waistband of her baggy sweatpants, the gray texture making her dick print prominent.

You pull down her sweatpants and boxers, just enough for her cock to come springing out of its confines. You held it in your hand, jerking her off. You feel her dick throbbing, feeling the vein on her shaft pulse with every move. 

“Damn.. you’re good at that.” Daniela grunts out, biting her lip. You spot the precum oozing out at the tip, rubbing your thumb across it. She throws her head back, a guttural moan coming out of her.

You lower your head down, right above her raging, leaking erection. You open your mouth, taking the whole thing in your mouth. “Joder.. (Fuck..)” She whines, bucking her hips up into your mouth.

She buries her hands into your hair, her face now a light shade of cherry red. “Holy-..” Her sentence gets cut off by a loud moan, her thick length throbbing inside of your warm, tight mouth.

“So close..” Daniela breathes out, tugging on your shirt. Once she finishes in your mouth, you can feel the hot, white stripes land on your tongue and in the back of your throat. And being the good girl you are? You swallow.

You raise your head up, her semi hard cock now laying on her abdomen. “Mmh.. Daniii..” You whine, moving onto her lap and grinding on her cock. She can feel how wet you are, even through your tight little shorts.

She looks up at you, her arms wrapping around your waist. “You keep doing that and I won't be able to control myself..” Daniela whispers in your ear, causing shivers to go down your spine. You take off your shirt and shorts, guiding her hands to your bra. She unclasps it with one hand. Impressive.

You sit up, taking off your soaked panties. She holds up her cock, gesturing you sit on it. Once her cock is inside you, you feel like it's stretching you out. Not that it's a bad thing, but you do feel a little overwhelmed.

She runs her hand up your chest, her fingers twisting and pinching your sensitive nipple. You let out a pornographic moan, turning her on even more as you slide up and down her cock. “Yeah, you like that?” Daniela teases, kissing your neck so roughly you’re sure there's gonna be marks on your tomorrow. But did you care? No.

“Y-Yes.. Fuck, Dani..” You whine out, holding the back of her head so close to your neck you feel like you can crush it at any given moment. 

“You’re gonna cum on my dick, mami? Hm?” She bucks her hips up, pulling away from your neck and wrapping her mouth around your swollen nipple.

You throw your head back, reaching your climax and tangling your fingers in her curly, dark hair. “Daniela.. Fuck!” Your body shudders against hers, a soft whine leaving your lips.

“Fuck.. ¿Quieres mi leche, perra? (You want my milk, bitch?)” Daniela grinds her hips up once more before shooting her load into your tight pussy, gripping your slim waist so hard there's handprints.

She pulls out, lifting you up slightly with ease, watching as her cum oozes out of your pussy. What a sight. 

Daniela pulls her sweatpants and boxers back up, standing up and reaching her hand out. As you take it, she pulls you to the bathroom, turning on the shower. “Clean yourself up, baby. I’ll bring some of my clothes f’you.” 

You hop in the shower, feeling a warm sense of comfort. You clean your body, humming to yourself. Daniela eventually comes back with a clean set of her clothes. Just for you.

Once you finish showering, you put on the clothes, a pair of baggy, black sweatpants and one of her baggy shirts. You walk to the open room across the bathroom and sit on the bed, right next to Daniela. 

She runs a hand around your waist, admiring how gorgeous you look. “I could be so much better than that piece of shit.” Daniela pulls you closer to her, you lay your head on your chest. 

“I know you can.. I know.” You hum, your body relaxing. She rubs your cheek with her thumb, her thumb moving in soft, slow circles.

“Sooo.. you wanna stay the night?” She asks, glancing at the night sky through the blinds. 

“Yeah.. I do..” 

© m6eusss. est 2025. 🧛🏻‍♀️

[iwantogohome]

My head is still not wrapping around the fact 3 fuckin gg r collabing hello

[angelicsoulic]

˚₊‧⁺⋆♱ counting in eights | sophia laforteza

݁ᛪ༙ synopsis at twenty-two, you're one overdue payment away from giving up on your dream of becoming a professional dancer. then sophia—your academy's new dance monitor—sees something in you that no one else ever has. with her support and unwavering belief in your talent, you're given another chance to chase the future you've always wanted.

݁ᛪ༙ disclaimer dance monitor! sophia laforteza! x young dancer! fem! reader, wuh luh wuh, little age gap, sophia being sugar mommy ? ¿

݁ᛪ༙ a/n can y’all tell i’ve been losing my mind over this historical of a sophia’s tiktok lately… istg that if my loved ones doesn’t play this video at my funerals, then i’m dead…

݁ᛪ༙ song playing guard down — august moon

⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧

you had mastered the art of pretending

pretending that your ankles didn't ache after every rehearsal

pretending that balancing university lectures, part-time shifts, and dance classes wasn't slowly wearing you down

pretending that watching other dancers move closer to the dreams you'd shared since childhood didn't leave a bitter taste in your mouth

most days, you managed

tonight wasn't one of them

the studio had long emptied out, the evening sky outside the windows fading into deep shades of blue. sweat clung to the back of your neck as you replayed the choreography again

and again

and again

"your shoulders tense every time you anticipate the turn”

you nearly stumbled

turning around, you found sophia leaning against the doorway, a takeaway coffee in hand

she’d become the academy's new dance monitor only a few weeks ago, yet somehow she'd already earned a reputation for noticing everything

especially mistakes

you straightened immediately

"didn't realize i had an audience”

sophia stepped inside

"you don't”

her gaze flickered toward the mirrored wall

"i’m just finishing paperwork”

you huffed out a laugh

"right. and critiquing unsuspecting dancers is included in the job description?"

a small smile tugged at her lips

"only the promising ones”

your heart betrayed you with an embarrassing skip

"try it again," sophia said

you hesitated

then nodded

sophia folded her arms

"five, six, seven, eight..."

you moved

for once, you stopped thinking about tuition fees

about assignments

about your shift tomorrow morning

instead, you listened

your body followed instinct

the turn landed perfectly

when you looked back at sophia, she was smiling

not politely

not professionally

genuinely

"there you are," she murmured

heat rushed to your face

"what?"

"the dancer i’ve been waiting to see”

—

months later, you sat alone in the changing room staring at your phone

FINAL NOTICE

you swallowed hard

you’d already delayed the payment twice

another semester of classes seemed impossible

"you’ve been quieter than usual”

sophia stood nearby, concern softening her expression

"everything okay?"

you forced a laugh

"depends how much money qualifies as 'everything’”

sophia sat down beside you

"you want to talk about it?"

you hadn't meant to

but somehow, with sophia, honesty felt easier

you told her everything ;

the university expenses. the dance fees. the extra shifts. the fear that after all these years of sacrificing for your dream, you still wouldn't make it

sophia listened without interrupting

when you finally fell silent, she took a thoughtful breath

"you should audition for the regional showcase”

you blinked

"i can't afford next month's classes”

"i’m aware”

her voice remained calm

"that’s fixable”

you stared

"sophia—"

"there are scholarship programs available," she interrupted gently

"funding opportunities. sponsorships”

you shook your head

"those things don't happen to people like me”

sophia looked directly at you

"they should”

the certainty in her tone stole the words from your mouth

"you have talent," she continued

"you work harder than anyone here”

then, quieter—

"it would be a waste if you gave up now”

your throat tightened

"why do you care so much?"

sophia hesitated

"because everyone deserves someone who believes in them”

her gaze softened

"and because i believe in you”

—

the scholarship approval arrived two weeks later

you read the email three times before bursting into tears in the middle of the hallway

naturally, sophia found you minutes later

"you okay?"

you launched yourself into a hug before your brain caught up, “oh my god”

you immediately stepped back

"sorry…”

sophia blinked

her ears had gone pink

"you don't have to apologize”

neither of you mentioned how neither had rushed to let go

—

training intensified after that

sophia became stricter. more demanding. less forgiving

"you know," you muttered one evening, sprawled dramatically across the studio floor, "i liked you better when i thought you were intimidating”

sophia raised an eyebrow

"and now?"

"now i know you're terrifying”

sophia laughed

the sound caught you off guard every single time

somewhere between rehearsals and coffee runs after class, your crush stopped feeling harmless

it settled somewhere deeper

sophia remembering your favorite drink order. sophia reminding you to eat after long practices. sophia waiting until you got home safely after late rehearsals. sophia cheering louder than anyone during performances. sophia believing in you long before you learned how to believe in yourself

—

the showcase arrived faster than expected

backstage, your hands trembled

"what if i mess up?"

sophia adjusted the clasp on your costume

"you've prepared for this”

"what if it isn't enough?"

sophia looked at you

…really looked at you

"you don't have to earn the right to be here”

emotion lodged painfully in your chest

"you belong on that stage”

the stage manager called places

sophia squeezed your hand once

"you've got this”

—

you danced like someone who had finally stopped apologizing for taking up space

you danced for the younger version of yourself who had dreamed about this moment

for every shift you'd worked

every class you'd nearly dropped

every sacrifice you'd made

you danced because you loved it

because this was who you were

when the music ended, applause thundered through the theatre

backstage, you laughed through tears

sophia found you moments later

"you were incredible”

you shook your head

“no…”

sophia frowned slightly

"i was brave”

for a moment, she simply stared at you

then she smiled

"that too”

silence settled between you. comfortable. warm… terrifying

"sophia?"

"hm?"

"when everything settles down..."

she waited patiently

"would you maybe want to get dinner with me?"

she blinked

"dinner?"

you immediately wanted to disappear

"like a date," you clarified

a pause

then another

finally—

"i was beginning to think you'd never ask”

your eyes widened

"you knew?"

sophia laughed softly

"you walked directly into a barre because i said your name”

"that happened once”

"it happened three times”

you groaned, burying your face in your hands

her expression softened

"but yes”

you looked up

"yes?"

"yes”

the word wrapped around your heart like sunlight

the future remained uncertain

there would still be auditions. setbacks. moments of doubt

but standing beside sophia, you realized something important

dreams didn't become easier to chase

you just didn't have to chase them alone ;

sophia offered you her hand

"ready for the next step?"

you slipped your fingers into hers

a smile spread across your face

"count me in”

sophia squeezed your hand

"five, six, seven..."

you grinned

"eight”.

[chrissv4mp]

nikki freeman who just wants to be a writer...nikki freeman who writes poems about you ☹️ just imagining her reading one to you and it's so beautiful

aspiring writer!nikki, you are loved oh so dearly ☹️☹️

nikki freeman who's only dream is to get out of california and become a new york times best-selling author!! she rambles to you about her dream every day she gets off work—late nights, early mornings, mid-day shifts, whatever it may be, she's always coming home later a long, tiring day and resting her head on your lap to tell you about how she wants to quit and become a writer.

whenever she does write, however, her muse is—nine times out of ten—always you. you're the one thing that's been consistent in her life, and she shows her gratitude and love for you through her passion and skill in writing.

sometimes you catch her murmuring to herself an idea. and, no, it doesn't matter where you are. she's just always bursting with new ideas, creativity flowing in the way you've never missed a chance to admire since the day you met her behind the counter of cassell's music store. for further elaboration, you definitely met her at the register on your way to pay for something... and found her immersed in the middle of writing a page for her book. her deep-rooted love for the activity is present in even the simplest things, and she's not afraid to show it.

oh, but she becomes so shy once you two start dating and your interest in her work becomes so much clearer!

you're always peering over her shoulder, trying to catch a glimpse of the words on her laptop screen while she's focused on the couch. funny thing is, she hardly ever notices when you do because she's just in her element. fully in the zone.

that's not to say she doesn't catch you at all, because trust me, she absolutely does. and when she sees you trying to be sneaky, eyes slowly drifting onto her laptop, her face flushes and she quickly changes her tab—not because she's embarrassed, no, far from that. she's just nervous to see what your reaction would be, whether you'd like it or hate it. the latter is very much unlikely, which is why you pretend to be offended once she gets comfortable enough to finally show off her work.

"okay, shakespeare," you'd teased the first time you read a page of her book, brows furrowed and lips pouted in faux-offense. "what, you thought my reading ability was too low to let me read this?"

and she'd take your teasing so seriously at first. "no, baby! you're so smart, i just—" she'd continue to rant on about how smart and capable you are, and before she even realized the smug smirk on your face, you'd cut in the middle of her sentence with a simple:

"nikki. i'm pulling your leg."

"...oh!"

after that point, her shy nature around you would slowly fade into something of the past. and soon enough, she'd start writing short poems about you and her endless love and admiration that she has for you.

she'd be a little sneaky with it, asking you directly if you liked a specific line and questioning whether or not it was too corny to "add in her book." those lines never made it into her book. matter of fact, there wasn't a thought in her head that told her to add it in!

her mind was only on finishing the poem, writing more, and "accidentally" leaving them out for you to find. one day, however, she gathers just the right amount of courage to finally finish one, walk up to you, and ask if she could read it to you face to face. of course, you're over the moon when she brings up the idea, eyes lighting up and pupils dilating like she's never seen in the however many months you've been dating each other.

the first time she reads a poem for you to you, it's so beautiful it brings tears to your eyes.

her tone of voice and the sincerity in which she reads the lines has you trying not to make a peep or so much as breathe at all, afraid that one singular movement or interruption in the space would ruin the moment entirely.

when she's finished reading, you're a mess. she almost thinks you don't like it upon seeing your teary eyes and flushed cheeks, lips pouty and puffy from biting them to suppress any cries that might've slipped free. nikki immediately comes over, arms tight around your body and asking what's wrong.

you tell her how beautiful her writing is, through tears of course, because you're unable to do anything but admire her in the moment.

aspiring writer!nikki who might just continue to dream if this is how you react to her work every time :(

[th4wny]

She really loves making that face 😭

[meiyokstarr]

Hey, could write Megan having praise kink and liking being called a good girl or even a puppy? Like if she called her girlfriend "mommy," and being pussy drunk while playing with her tits? g!p btw...

SUB! MEGAN.SKIENDIEL

megan who’s been so fuckin obsessed with your pussy taking in her big cock . she slides into you so easily , her pink tip so sensitive and her cum spilling slowly oozing out as you take your thumb to graze it gently . megan whimpers softly her glasses fogged up already on side ways perfectly placed on her face as she looked up at you , “ mmh mommy n’need you so’baddd”. she pouts dramatically her hands coming to cup your face , her breath was hot and heavy . you’ve been making out for a good minute now you were on megan’s lap , the heat of her bulge hitting your thighs as you move your hips teasingly testing the waters underneath you while megan stiffens at your every move.

after a while, megan’s boxers are thrown away undone, her cock sprung out around 8 inches in-front of you she was so big . you took your hands slowly to start stroking her length your fingers coming to massage it gently, “ such a needy little puppy aren’t you mei mmh?” . you tease , your hands moving slowly up and down megan biting her lip to stop her moans from getting louder.

megan’s breath growing more and more shuddered as you reach her top kissing her tip with your mouth and grazing it with your tongue the flick of contact making her hiss , you smirk and tease megan for her shyness “ oh there’s my fuckin slut , you’re doing so good f’me puppy you taste so good” you whisper beginning to bob your head up and down taking in megan’s cock .following your lead megan starts to slowly thrust her hips up causing her cock to hit up to the roof of your mouth.

you swallow it tasting the salty sensation of her remains, megan eyes roll back as you swallow more and more her cock . it was practically gone down your mouth you try your best not to gag but the tears in your eyes show the opposite . you watching megan throw her head back reaching up to tangle her fingers in your hair guiding your head as you follow her guidance “ fuck that’s it’s mommy m’feels so good i love you “ .

you take your mouth off of megan a faint pop from you she pouts from the loss of contact. as of now you’re taking off eachothers clothes megan sitting upright as she takes your face with her hands kissing you sloppily the tase of her cock remaining on your lips .

slowly megan starts to straddle your lap your hands coming to squeeze her hardened nipples , megan has always been a whore for tit play , your mouth engulfing her sensitive nipples .

flicking your tounge slowly around her as she moans rocking her hips , “ mmph so good “ . she moans you continue your work as you come down to kiss her tummy “ so so so pretty f’me pup so beautiful mei mm im so obsessed with you “ , you praise megan as she nods her eyes filled with tears . “ mmph mommy i i i so close f’you so cwose js need you “ she babbles randomly her hands coming down to your belt “ m’pwweaase mommy” . “ oh baby you want a taste pup? , wanna put your mouth to work? mmh cmon baby show mommy how good you are” you whisper into megan’s ears as she takes off your damp panties pushing her face into your pussy straight forward . her tongue flicking around as she moans into your walls , megan tilts her head before you realize how she’s guiding her hands down to her cock stroking herself as she tastes you , you can hear her puppy like whimpers as she flicks her tongue slolwy grazing your slit and teasing you .

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ֺ. 𓏲𝄢̣̣notes ⇾ a whole fic on megan being a needy puppy lowkey me for my girlfriend 😇 send more g!p requests chat i love this

[skiendielific]

❝Who The Fuck Is Jade?❞

↪𝓢ynopsis: You decided to play a prank on your girlfriend which resulted in consequences you weren't expecting.

↪ 𝓦arnings: fake cheating, fake hickies, lots of swearing, featuring adéla

↪ 𝓟airings: Lara Raj x Youtuber Masc Reader

↪ 𝓦ord 𝓒ount: 1.1k+

↪𝓐uthor's 𝓝ote: Hello Skiendielific Nation. I'm sorry is this turned out trash I wrote something quickly to make up for the lack of content. Love you all. Thank you for 300+ followers.

Everyone knew that being a famous youtuber, you would obviously involve your girlfriend in some videos. Lara didn't mind. Infant, she loved being in them, even if it meant she would just sit right next to you and look at you with dreamy eyes. You loved it.

But you also loved playing pranks. Harmless ones of course. Growing up with siblings much older than you, you were a victim of their malicious pranks, causing you to pick up that habit. You never once played one on Lara but lately the idea has been brewing in your mind.

You had asked your fanbase on how you should go about doing it. Some suggested pranking her by saying you were in a car accident, which seemed a little too much. However, a very wicked and harmless one was suggested by a friend. The fans wanted it to be done during a live so you, of course, delivered.

Everything was set perfectly. Lara had just left for rehearsals, not before giving you a couple of kisses. You went to a nearby store and bought a cheap pair of heels and lingerie. Then, after you got home, you set up a secret camera and waited for the rest of the day.

An hour before Lara came home, you started the live and took her make up kit to the living room.

“What's up guys! So today, we will be pulling a prank on my girlfriend, Lara. I know this trend is old and all, but I thought it'd be funny. I'm gonna use her make up and create a few hickies on my neck,” you began by taking out all the bottles and vials of her make up, before sitting there cluelessly.

user1936: Bro wanna do a prank and can't use makeup 😭🙏

larasgf: Lara is gonna kill you dawg. RIP ✌️💀

ynslxt: uggghh I wish I was the one coming home to Yn 😔

Adéla: Hold on I'll tell you how to use it 😭😭

Your eyes glanced at the name and immediately a bright smile etched onto your face. “Hey Adèla! Ya'll, Adéla is such an amazing person to be around. She's funny as shit,” you chuckled. At the same time, your phone rang and her name popped up. As you answered it, she began instructing you on how to properly use the make up. Half an hour later your neck was filled with purple marks and you purposefully ruffled your hair a bit. “Okay, she's gonna be home in a few. I'm gonna set the heels by the door and throw the lingerie in front of the bathroom door since she usually takes a shower after she comes home.”

The chat exploded with comments, some warning you, some encouraging you. The plan was in motion five minutes later.

When the sound of a car door shutting was heard, you hid the camera behind the house plant, aligning it perfectly. The door opened and Lara came in, taking off her heels. She paused, watching the heels before picking them up. “Hey baby, I'm home.”

“Hey Larz, welcome back. How was rehearsals?” Lara ignored your words and held the heels up.

Your eyes widened before clearing your throat. “Y-yeah probably yours. You know I don't wear heels.”

“I know. I won't wear something like this,” she made a disgusted face before throwing them to the side. “I'm gonna take a shower.”

You watched as she walked upstairs, muttering, “Damn so no kiss?”

Lara walked into the bathroom and squinted her eyes, finding the lingerie on the floor. She didn't pay much attention to it since she was tired and wanted to cuddle with you. But the heels and lingerie didn't sit right with her. After the shower, she came back downstairs in one of your hoodies and some sleep shorts. “Baby I'm so tired,” she whined, crawling onto the couch and straight into your arms. Her head was resting on your chest and the apartment fell into silence. “Why are you so quiet?” She hummed, tracing your abdomen. Her eyes flickered up to your face, before glancing back down your neck. Then you saw the way her face fell as yanked your shirt open. “Yn what the fuck is this?!”

“What?!” You played clueless, wanting to prolong it.

“These hickies! I didn't leave any on you last night! These are fresh.”

Lara stood up, before looking at the heels. She walked upstairs and brought the lingerie down, her steps hard and angry. “Which slut did you bring over huh?! I know you been fucking around!”

“Baby what are you talking about? Those are yours!”

“Don't fuck with me yn! Whose are these?! This fucking shit can't fit me and I don't wear any cheap ass heels too!” She began pacing the room, her voice getting louder by second. “If you don't tell me what's going on I swear to god I'm gonna fuck you up!”

You bit back a smile and replied to her in faux nervousness, “L-Lara listen I can explain-” then your phone lit up with Adéla's contact to which you had changed to the name ‘Jade’.

She was the first to grab the phone, her eyes widening with a murderous look. “Who the fuck is Jade?!”

The hidden camera was blowing up with comments from the live and honestly, you had no idea how much more you could hold out. “Answer me mother fucker! You know what…”she took a deep breath before declining the call. Then, she walked into the kitchen and took out a knife. “Answer me mother fucker because I will fuck you up. I spend my days rehearsing in absolute punishment while you're at home fucking another slut in OUR fucking bedroom!! I thought you loved me.” Her voice turned so small, like she hadn't been threatening to kill you a second ago. But the sadness in them made your heart ache and before you could answer, she broke down crying.

“Oh fuck it's a prank! Baby Lara! It's a fucking prank I swear to god.” The hickies were removed with a wet wipe nearby and you scrambled the receipts for the lingerie and heel before pulling her into a hug. “Its a prank Lara…I swear I would never cheat on you…I promise…I love you and only you. There is no Jade. That was Adéla. I just changed her contact to Jade and I hid a camera behind the plant.”

Lara whipped her head up, wiping her eyes. “Great. Now the entire world saw me break down. You're sleeping on the fucking couch for a year. I don't care. I hate you right now.”

“Wait Lara-”

The Indian woman stormed upstairs and slammed the bedroom door locked. You grabbed the camera from behind the plant and smiled awkwardly. “Well, that's it. I'll see you all in the afterlife.”

You ended the live and immediately ran upstairs, trying to pry the door open.

“FUCK YOU YN!”

“I LOVE YOU LARA PLEASE I CAN'T SLEEP WITHOUT YOU!”

“Then suffer.”

©skiendielific

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