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miissag

TASTE ME

𑣲 PAIRING vet!paigebueckers x rookie!azzifudd

𑣲 SUMMARY azzi is waiting for paige in nothing but her tshirt and her panties on.

𑣲 WARNINGS sexual content. munch!p(fav) hairpulling. spit. alil bit of plot. breeding kink? mommy/daddy use. sexting?in a way. strap sucking.

𑣲 AUTHORS NOTE a nasty lil short something for my pazzi feelers. this is also NOT ongoing, sweet and simple!

𑣲 WORD COUNT 3.9K

𑣲 TAGS this is dedicated to my favoriteeeeee @pearlydollsworld, i hope you loveeee queennnnn.

• • •

Azzi Fudd despised being bored. It was a little ironic how the number 1 pick in the draft still ached for that quiet lifestyle at times, making her want to consume that lonesome for what it was. It made her no better that she wasn’t found of to much attention anyway, she frayed away from it indefinitely and was taught to be true to herself, it’s what got her paid. It’s what kept her in the 2-bedroom condo at the heart of Uptown Dallas, fresh paint and plush carpeting that was her absolute favorite. The environment was new to her and she missed the family she had awaiting her back home but she loved the lonesome—until, it reached the point of boredom. Azzi laid on her stomach, her legs crossed at the ankles as she scrolled throughout her Instagram timeline.

It was a Saturday, quiet frank and hair wash day, she decided to stay inside. The stress it would’ve took to get dressed and made sure her hair stayed in check would’ve been to much for her making her stay inside in nothing but a fitted white tank, said tank cuffing her chest just right making the girls sit up nice and the laced black Victoria Secret panties she threw on after a much needed shower. Azzi had blown her hair out making it wavy against her back now, she couldn’t put it up just yet, letting it breathe before she wrapped it.

The grey sheets she had beneath her were ridded underneath her body, she continuously tossed and turned against her sheets with her legs sprawled beneath her. Azzi had a comfortable spot on her stomach now, her palm holding her pretty face up with her long legs drifting up and down, still wrapped at the ankles. The season was only beginning, the hectic practices but memorable moments was what Azzi did it for. It was the silence of the night that always got to her, she hated to admit it but she missed the chaotic noises the dorms left behind. It was like a part of her still remained in Storrs all the while she was conquering Dallas, day by day.

The lighting in her bedroom remained low nonetheless, a small shaded lamp sitting on her nightstand that contrasted a golden glow upon her face. Azzi thumb lifted first with seeing the notification slide down the top of her phone, her brown hues went over it a few times as she sat up accordingly to her elbows.

p baby

you’re no fun. 11:28PM

The text was immediate to make a smile spread across her face, she lasted a hour and a half before she texted her. Paige still decided to spend the night with a few of the women from the team, the last she knew that they were going to a few bars in town. Azzi though just couldn’t vision herself in that tonight; Azzi let the blonde go willingly even though she pressed to stay in with her, she actually made her get dressed and go out. Azzi didn’t plan on changing the life she was already living before she came, besides, she knew where Paige would be spending the rest of her night.

excuse me? 11:29PM

Paige responded within minutes.

p baby

yk everybody wanted to see you. they don’t bite 11:31PM

but do you? 11:31PM

Azzi couldn’t even fake it, she didn’t even bother to exit the thread with waiting on the next text. The text continued to come through, her eyes going over the message a few times before she responded.

p baby

only if your good 11:31PM

The red in her cheeks couldn’t be missed, a giggle falling from her lips as she twirled her hips so she could lie to her back. Azzi legs still resting beneath her, both hands holding her phone securely as she replied back like a schoolgirl in bed after hours.

i had my fun before i came. i needed no distractions. my bed treats me much much better. 11:33PM

p baby

really? show me 11:33PM

Azzi thought about it, her tongue going over her lips as she thought. The girl barley said anything but Azzi already felt her abdomen heating below her as her chest slowly rose and fell with her eyes sat on the text, her eyes slowly peered down to her attire seeing her shiny body that still appeared moisturized with the low lighting. Azzi stomach was flat with a tight and fit figure, she had been moving around all day long, her bed being more comfortable was an understatement. The girl was turning over to her side a bit, pressing the camera option in the messages and soon as the photo registered was when she lifted the silver iPhone 17 a bit higher.

The angle was perfect, giving a view of her toned body that was normally hidden beneath her clothes, the silver of her belly piercing catching in the camera. The picture giving her a small outline of her panties that was strapped to her waist, her chest though was fully in the photo, still sitting up nicely as she laid there comfortably again after pressing send on the photo. Azzi didn’t even have to analyze it, she pressed that blue button and watched the message send through. Azzi watched how the girl read over it within seconds, if that, it amazed her how she was literally spending time out but was glued to her phone now. It was only a few seconds going by before Paige replied, another smile coming to her face at the view of it.

p baby

stay just like that 11:35PM

Damn, that was quick. Azzi thought, the blonde was leaving no room for any other commentary. It excited her, her thighs squeezing tightly together making her thumbs move mindlessly with nothing but the truth just to watch it send.

i’ll be waiting. 11:35PM

• • •

Azzi got a set of three keys which all of them are now gone. One was to her parents, one was kept for her, that last key though was for her special someone. The sound of the front door opening fulfilled her ears making eyes lift firstly to see her making it in a twenty-minute span, she let her phone glide out of her hands whilst leaning up to her knees at the sound of her shoes inching closer down the hallway now. It was a lengthy walk, the hallway was probably the longest part about the space but as soon as she came around the corner, Azzi was already smiling.

Paige leaned against the threshold, stepping out of her white Jordan’s by firstly pulling the lace before they fell to the floor.

Paige had kept the drinking to a minimum, she probably took two shots flat but couldn’t worry about much of anything else at the sight of Azzi. The girl was sitting up on her knees towards the edge of the bed now, her arms spreading for Paige to walk into her embrace. “What took you so long?” Azzi questioned her but Paige still found her lips first, her arms wrapping around her tight to press her against her body whilst her lips moved against her own. The kiss was deep, both lips moving at that slow pace that had their lips dragging against one another’s. “Had to grab something.” Paige murmured, a hand moving from the embrace to grab Azzi’s wrist and she let her guide her to the middle of her pants to feel the length that rested there.

“I want it.” Azzi breathed against her mouth, her tongue dragging against the pink of her bottom lip whilst her hands started at the zipper of the black jumpsuit she wore. “Can I have it baby?” Azzi pulled at the zipper to show the black beater she wore underneath the jacket that looked freshly crisped, her hands going to push the jacket off her completely, squeezing at her biceps as it dropped to the floor. Paige nodded her head, dazed with the beauty that was leaning to her knees to pull at the sweats she wore, the girl was wasting no time to get Paige undressed completely and she let her strip her of everything she wore.

“You look so good.” Paige couldn’t help the words as they fell, her being able to see Azzi up close like this was taking her there. Azzi nipples were hard against her shirt, a pretty smile on her lips at the sound of the compliment. “You look better.” Azzi was inching off the bed so her knees could go to the floor, two pointer fingers to pull the sweats down her legs and making her step out of them. The boxers had went next—slowly though, a single finger catching onto the front just to pull them down and the clear strap springing out was a good 8inches with a curve forming at the tip.

“This lets you feel it too?” Paige was licking over her lips, her head slowly nodding. Azzi’s tongue came out firstly, lining from the base all the way to the tip just for her mouth to open wider for it and pushing it past her lips. Paige picked this one specifically with the dual harness making the small bullet insert inside of her, as soon as she felt the pressure from Azzi’s throat, her breath caught in a soft moan. Azzi eyes flicked upwards, pulling her head back to stick out her tongue, slapping the silicone against her pink tongue just to thrust her head forward again and take it into her mouth.

The repeating stimulation of it making Paige shudder, a weakness forming in her legs because of Azzi unstopping, she was pressing back against that pressure as the tip repeatedly found her throat. “Oh fuckk—Azzi, shitt” Paige hips rutting against the pressure as well, her legs leaning her forward making both hands reach the bed and Azzi head going back to rest against the edge of it to let Paige hips move accordingly. The spit cornering at her lips, leaving a mess on her face. “Show me baby show me how nasty you can get” The words was making Azzi moan against it, she could feel her clit pulsing between her legs from the anticipation as they were both braces wide from the position.

She wanted it so bad. Paige could cum easy just off the look in her eyes as her brown hues found her blue ones but Paige was pulling back now, a long breath falling from Azzi’s lips but Paige was leaning down to kiss her spit slicked mouth. Azzi had spit dripping from her chin to her chest, making a mess of the once cleaned tee she wore but Azzi couldn’t complain. Paige was pulling her up by her arms just to find her mouth again, her mouth sucking her bottom lip in easy making Azzi moan against her lips.

Paige tongue came out as their lips broke, the string of spit connecting briefly before it broke, they both were heaving face to face before Paige spun her and gave her a push making her fall forward towards the bed. Azzi knees stood straight beneath her, her arms going forward as her back arched deep like she knew Paige wanted just enough for her stomach to kiss her grey sheets. Paige hands came up gracefully, gripping the meat of her ass just to lean down a press a soft kiss to her back. “Good girl.” Azzi looked like sin, her shirt bunched at her waist now while Paige used her fingers to pull her panties down her legs. Paige tugged at the flimsy fabric, coming down to a single knee, a singular hand spreading her ass open as she let the spit fall from her tongue to gaze her pussy.

Azzi bringing both her arms underneath her to lay on them now, her lips parting with a shaky breath. “Paige, pleasee. I waited for you baby.” Instead of taking her tongue, it was her ring and middle finger that found her entrance with ease making her slip inside to about half her finger before she pulled it back out, slowly spreading those two fingers in a trance with the way her pussy left them. “I know, such a good girl for waiting on me.” Paige spoke gently, her fingers going in again making Azzi moan loudly from the stretch, Azzi stretching her own fingers to touch her lips in hopes to contain her loud noises.

Paige moaned at her pussy taking both fingers fully, her bottom lip going between her teeth as she thrusted them in and out of her system. It was a repeating motion that had Azzi moaning each time her fingers breached deeper, her hips rocking back against the pressure Paige was building. Azzi felt like she could come exactly off those small thrust, the girls fingers thrusting slowly but rammed inside of her with a different type of pressure, her hips rocking was making them hit deeper. The hand that held her open, now being the one to slap her ass making Azzi freeze as her fingers picked up. “Stop moving.” Paige reminded her, that hand coming to her hip to keep her locked in place before pulling her fingers back.

“Paige—,” Azzi protested faded soon as her legs started to cower and lean forward at Paige feasting on her pussy. Her mouth found her clit, holding it there whilst her tongue moved back and forth against it. Her tongue being a constant massage to her core that grew wetter every time her mouth moved against it, she hummed at the sweet taste Azzi was leaving on her tongue.

Paige could feel the wetter she continued to get with dragging her tongue flat against the mess she was making, licking upwards to plunge her tongue deep inside of her, holding it straight so she felt it. A thumb coming underneath her to rub messy circles against her clit—Azzi was losing it, her strength slipping through her fingers as her eyes pushed towards the back of her head. “Shitttttt” She cried, Paige wouldn’t move her mouth for a second, it was all consuming with the way she ate her out. Her entire top half falling to rest against her bedding with her hips down still propped up, Paige’s mouth finding her pearl again to suck on it.

Azzi gasped into the sheets, she couldn’t hold it if she tried. “I’m cumming—fuuck I’m—,” She whispered but she knew she heard her from the way Paige’s mouth moved against her clit again, humming into it with another slap to her ass. It made the string snap, her first one tonight that she felt reach her toes as her body burned with pleasure. It made her skin heat, her heart pound as she came down, a soft yelp from Paige standing to her feet now and pulling her back up accordingly.

Paige tongue came out to slowly drag against her bottom lip, her feet planted into the floor as she used the tip to play with her clit. “You’ll gimmie another?” The insertion that was inside of her was a slippery mess between her legs but she had yet to cum, the pressure was making her dizzy with it though making a single knee came to the bed with her hand lining her up. “Mmhmm” Azzi breathed making Paige eyes flick up this time as she eased inside of her, her hands gripping the sheets now as her toes curled.

“Yes yes, yes baby” Azzi chanted with her hands underneath her again with being able to hold herself up now but Paige had a tight grip on her waist; watching her take every last inch she gave her, the thrust extra sharp every time she slammed into her. “Baby—baby slow down” Azzi breathed as she leaned up with a single hand holding herself steady, her other hand going back to Paige’s wrist to hold her there. Paige looked up at her blissed out face, watching her tongue go over her lips and doey eyes watching her thrust return to a slower place, dragging the length achingly slow.

“Like this?” Paige asked her, just to watch her eyes closed and body drop against the bed again. The girth of it pushing inside of her each time was making her feel each movement she made but Azzi gasped sharply at Paige pulling her hair back into a ponytail that fit in her hand making her head lift up from her bed, holding it tight in her grip as her strokes start to speed up again making her body push forward with each thrust. “Don’t stop looking at me.” Paige watched her face pout in pleasure again, her eyes fluttering now but lowed in lust as she fought to keep them open.

“Baby—babyy I’m a cum like that” Paige whispered out, she couldn’t hold it back anymore if she wanted to, that part in her stomach becoming more hallowed from the slow movements explaining her speed. Azzi eyes opened, her pussy squelching at the sound of her voice in her head, her hand easing up her wrist to grip her forearm. “Cum with me then daddy—please baby, you can do it inside of me” Paige exhaled at her words, she was snapping her hips into her now with the sound forming between the two as Paige fucked her in a position she couldn’t do nothing in but take it.

“Yeah? You gone have my babies?” Azzi head went up and down immediately being unable to form any words at her plowing inside of her, finally letting the feeling wash over her now as she felt that snap again in her abdomen. Paige rhythm was becoming messy letting Azzi knew she came as well, her stroke pattern slowing eventually and giving her one last long stroke that filled her to the hilt before she pulled out. Paige was turning her body though so that she could lay back beside her—as soon as she laid down, she was grabbing Azzi’s strengthless body to make her move on top of her.

Azzi moaned at the strap gliding across her clit as she settled down onto her lap, her pussy pressing against the length whilst her mouth opened for Paige’s lips as she kissed her. The kiss itself slow this time before it built to something messier, in a way making Azzi core throb again with need, giving her that certain stamina through the kiss that she needed. Azzi was ready again, her head tilting left to follow the correct pace that Paige was setting now with Paige’s hands easing up her sides to bunch the tee up completely. “Put it in baby please” Paige spoke against her lips as Azzi continued to lazily kiss into her open mouth, her hand coming down in between them as her hips lifted.

Their kiss had to break completely as she settled upwards; Paige pushing her tee up high enough for her chest to spring out, as soon as her tongue ran flat against her nipple, the feeling made her freeze and with shaking legs as she started to pull at it with her teeth just to soothe it with her tongue again. Azzi head tilted down to watch her as her tongue glided from one nipple towards the other, leaving a trail behind her movements, sucking the opposite one into her mouth with no hands. “Oh my God” Azzi head tilted back her hand gripping the length just as her entrance caught onto it, her hair frizzed from the heat and flowing against her shoulders as she eased down upon it.

Azzi had flinched forward this time at Paige hand slapping her ass again. “All of it baby, I don’t even wanna see it—let it go inside of you, just like that” Paige coached, her back flat against the bed as both hands went to her waist this time whilst Azzi had both her knees planted into the bed with her hips dipping low just to bring them back up with a slow drag. “S’big, so big daddy” Azzi exhaled, a single knee coming up so her foot was planted on the bed so she could bounce at a steady pace, being sure to dig her hips down deep enough so Paige could feel her own thrust.

Paige head went back in the bedding, jaw dropped as her eyes fluttered before eventually closing at her movements. Paige wasn’t even moving her, it was all Azzi with all her strength. She lived to see Paige break like this, the soft moans that turned into whines everytime she came down and meet her hips with the sticky mess already on her legs. “You could get me pregnant like this baby” Azzi spoke to her in her familiar hushed voice, she moaned at the feeling of Paige’s nails digging into her hips, she knew if she kept talking she would have her cumming on the spot. “You like that? You wanna make me a mommy?” Azzi was leaning down so that her front was pressing up against her, watching Paige’s face up close as a breathy moan came from her pink lips from the feeling between her legs.

The sounds Azzi’s pussy was making was a loud noise that bounced off the walls with their moans mixing in harmony—Paige groaning at Azzi stopping her bouncing all together to dig her hips against the blonde. Azzi eyes rolled again, her head lifting up at the feeling nudging her Gspot just right, moving at a lazy rhythm that still worked for them both whilst Paige turned her head to a angle that could leave soft kisses against her neck. “I’m s’close—you make me feel so good mommy” Paige was whispering to her, talking to her in a soft state before she stuck her tongue out to drag it against the skin of her neck, all the way up to reach her jaw, a panting mess against her ear.

Azzi head fell forward in exhaust, her forehead finding her shoulder but her bottom half was working for it as she resumed back to bouncing again at the sound of her girl in her ear. “Holy shit—holy shit, I’m,” Paige words bundled together, her nails going from holding to scratching into her skin as she came so hard, it was leaving her legs a weak trembling mess. Azzi felt her stutter beneath her—her legs burning until Paige started to squeeze her hips again, pulling her downwards to meet her thrust, she couldn’t even last another two before she came with a harsh gasps falling from her lips, her vision blinking white as she came to.

The girl had too. She fell against Paige’s chest as soon as the feeling ran through her, her body becoming more than limp as she blinked to gather herself. “Oh my God, my fucking legs.” Azzi groaned making a soft laugh come from Paige as she eventually was able to roll herself over making Azzi fall to her back, she was lifting her hips up to pull off the harness and let it fall to the floor.

“You’ll wait like that for me every night?” Paige was grabbing the throw blanket that Azzi slept with every night, fixing it to fall over them both as Azzi wrapped her entire body around the blondes. The girl even had her legs wrapped around her body securely, she wanted to be in her skin so bad whilst her head fell to her chest and Paige had her in a tight embrace in her arms. “Only if you’re good.” Azzi said, replicating her words from earlier.

Paige smiled, her lips puckering to kiss her forehead making Azzi’s eyes briefly close as she did so. “Whatever you want.”

hey :) i sent an azzi ask a while back and wanted to know if youre writing it <3

hii!! yes i am. i have been really busy with school and final exams plus my sports.

i’m hoping to finally get back on the writing this summer!

#wnba x reader #azzi fudd #azzi fudd x reader #azzi35

miissag

TASTE ME

𑣲 PAIRING vet!paigebueckers x rookie!azzifudd

𑣲 SUMMARY azzi is waiting for paige in nothing but her tshirt and her panties on.

𑣲 WARNINGS sexual content. munch!p(fav) hairpulling. spit. alil bit of plot. breeding kink? mommy/daddy use. sexting?in a way. strap sucking.

𑣲 AUTHORS NOTE a nasty lil short something for my pazzi feelers. this is also NOT ongoing, sweet and simple!

𑣲 WORD COUNT 3.9K

𑣲 TAGS this is dedicated to my favoriteeeeee @pearlydollsworld, i hope you loveeee queennnnn.

• • •

p baby

you’re no fun. 11:28PM

excuse me? 11:29PM

Paige responded within minutes.

p baby

yk everybody wanted to see you. they don’t bite 11:31PM

but do you? 11:31PM

p baby

only if your good 11:31PM

i had my fun before i came. i needed no distractions. my bed treats me much much better. 11:33PM

p baby

really? show me 11:33PM

p baby

stay just like that 11:35PM

i’ll be waiting. 11:35PM

• • •

Paige leaned against the threshold, stepping out of her white Jordan’s by firstly pulling the lace before they fell to the floor.

Paige smiled, her lips puckering to kiss her forehead making Azzi’s eyes briefly close as she did so. “Whatever you want.”

az-bueckers535

𝑻𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒎𝒆

pairing: paige bueckers x azzi fudd

synopsis: paige gives azzi sex lessons + experienced!p x inexperienced! a if you wanna say that. paige also gives azzi a kissing lesson too.

warnings: language and sexual content (like so much..)

wc: 12.5k

mygaynesshasnolimits

Theres so much going on here 😭

The song made me emotional. Paige walking up to azzi, looks like azzi's saying "paige bueckers"?, and then paige just pulls down her pants lmao like okay, ravens face throughout lol, and then ofc azzi and paige giggling and lastly, paige's tap on azzi's back. What is life.

mygaynesshasnolimits

@itsabucket like actually 🥹 especially this angle

juju watkins and she runs a strict program

she loves it here juju watkins x gf!reader

synopsis: different scenarios where juju’s program is REAL strict but she’s also easy for her girl.

Y’all PLEASE go easy on me, i’m trying to ease my way back into writing. It’s been a long ass time since i’ve actually sat down to write something. I used to be d1 at writing and then high school english took that passion away 🫩.

NO AI. I LEARNED HOW TO WRITE FROM TEACHERS AND OTHER ADULTS.

#juju watkins #juju watkins x reader #juju watkins imagine #wbb x reader #wcbb x reader #wnba x reader

pls write for kate martin 🙏

any ideas???

#kate martin #kate martin x reader #wnba #wnba x reader

hi guys!! my requests are open, and you can check my pinned post to see who i write for.

if there’s someone on the list that you wanna request please dm me!!

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miissag

Another Night

𑣲 pairing paige bueckers x azzi fudd

𑣲 summary it’s been all of three months for the couple. what happens when they see one another again?

𑣲 warnings smutyyyyy. porn with a lillll plot. rough fucking js a smidge. grown womenn mind u. tribbing. strapon. i probably forgot other stuff idrk.

𑣲 authors note honestly i was so bored & so excited about the draft, i created this. NOW PROOFREAD

𑣲 WORD COUNT 6.4K

• • •

The night was busy. It’d been so much chatter that Azzi Fudd truly felt like her head could roll off her shoulders from exhaustion. As much as she loved being who she was and what she did for her basketball career; it got overwhelming sometimes, just from the several conversations at one time or even to many faces to remember, it was a lot for her. Azzi was fully aware that this time was upcoming, it was her final year at UConn, new eyes were spotting her and she personally was in a new light. Azzi was grateful though no doubt as she nonetheless smiled her bright smile, shook hands and even made conversation with people she ran into.

The hot pink couture fitted dress smoothed out on her light skin, it fitted tight around her waist with the straps on each side of her shoulders. Azzi had her curly hang-time bouncing with every step she took, her braids fresh thanks to Kayla and a bare face that enhanced her beauty. Azzi Fudd looked gorgeous, the people she encountered tonight didn’t miss to let her know that.

The UConn Huskies were getting their rings from the national championship game which meant a certain husky who recently got drafted to Dallas would make an appearance. Azzi and Paige had a difficult breakup, it was something other people had already sensed before they did which made it harder to let go. The two wanted to keep their relationship stable to prove they could do it—to prove that they could still love one another, no matter the distance.

The couple lasted two months tops.

A career was in the making though and as much as Azzi wanted to let it sulk her days, she couldn’t. She made sure to hatchet those feelings before they could go anywhere else, she gave herself her own reality check before anyone else could. Azzi hit the gym and had her own brand deals that always kept her beautiful face on Paige’s timeline and no matter their past, she watched every single one, Paige didn’t mind to watch her. They ended it on a mutual note, to her understanding, they weren’t enemies but it wasn’t like they were the best of friends either. As much as Paige died to approach the girl across the room, she couldn’t, she wouldn’t.

Paige had her own sense of style. The girl went simple tonight with her hair laid in the slick back bun that she perfected every time and the three piece suit, including the white button up with a black vest accompanying it so. Paige cartilage piercing shined with every head movement, Azzi would be an utter fool to miss it. Paige blue hues continued to divert to her; catching her across the room smiling like typical, clasping hands with someone or the way her head tilts in deep fascination. Azzi was driving her up the wall but Paige knew to keep her cool, at least until they were alone and uncalled for.

In the moment, they had to be Paige Bueckers and Azzi Fudd the national championship winners.

“Why don’t you just talk to her?” Paige head flicked left with a slight frown to Aubrey who had a plate of some type of dip. “I don’t know what you talkin’ about.” Paige replied coolly with her hands sliding into her pockets.

“I bet she feels you staring, you never could play it off.”

“Bro, can you please?” Paige questioned as she brought a single hand to her face so she could at least hide her red tone.

“What y’all talkin’ bout?” Paige heard KK voice next to her making her drop her hand to reply but Aubrey cut her off. “Paige won’t stop staring at Azzi.”

“Oh my God.” She said now bringing both her hands to her face from the teasing she was about to endure tonight. Paige didn’t want to bring too much attention to the fact but anytime she was around her, she made it her mission to spot her out in every room. That alone wasn’t enough because they hadn’t been in the same room since the draft—Paige hated it but she hadn’t really seen her since she left for Dallas, when they came to visit her at her games, she never came. Paige didn’t hold it against her seeing as they had a past but this was the dream they spoke about since kids, she wished she would’ve saw at least one.

Paige could only find her face once more in the crowd even as she stood in the middle between her friend’s conversation, she easily zoned out on the pink figure moving across the room. Paige watched her disappear into the team only women’s bathroom in turn making her snatch her eyes away before the door could close fully.

Azzi Fudd stepped inside of the stall and shut the door behind her as soon as it clicked shut, she turned the latch to lock it. She only needed a few minutes, she bought herself five with the bathroom but would’ve probably made it ten from how bad her anxiety was bothering her. It made her case no better with knowing that blonde had her eyes on her, Azzi never caught her gazing but she couldn’t miss it. It was always like that even when she first met her on Team USA, she didn’t have to be looking at Paige to know she was looking at her. It calmed her but also wrecked her brain to the point where she couldn’t think nor conversate without that feeling in her spine.

Azzi heels clacked the flooring as she walked to the mirror to look over herself. The look contained not many accessories, the rings would do its dues for that so she wore none besides her ear piercings.

She stood up straight after fumbling with the straps of her dress just to turn her body to see if at a different angle in the mirror, she smiled at the sight of how plumped her ass looked in her dress. Azzi spun forward again and fluffed her hair to her liking then leaning forward to run a single finger across the bottom of her lip, careful to not smudge the combo she did on herself. The knock on the door was what made her straighten up quicker and she gave herself one last look over and went to the door just to unlock it and pull it open.

Paige knocked her breath away instantly.

“M’ sorry.” Azzi apologized first just so she could move past her and Paige had a fully clothed arm but Azzi felt the brush of her sleeve against her bare skin as she pushed passed her. The familiar Valentino smell didn’t miss her nose and she pushed her feet to move faster nonetheless, it was already giving her a tingling feeling, one that she didn’t have any time for.

Azzi knew the breakup was the best thing for them both, that was a no brainer but she had a right to feel hurt, a right to feel different. It was to hard to be in the same space as the blonde and she wasn’t going down that road of hurt; it wasn’t the time for it no way, all she could focus on was the future all the while staying planted and focused on what’s in front of her. It couldn’t be Paige Bueckers—ever again.

• • •

A night to remember. The Huskies got their rings and celebrated the only way they knew how; getting drunk like typical and deal with everything else later, Azzi preferred to be a one and done type of gal but it was ring night. It was no way she was missing this opportunity with her family, these girls were her life, she practically grew up with them as they did with her. The night was dim and remembering for some but Azzi was the one and done type for a reason, she was the light weight of the whole team and had the reputation of that. Azzi stole a pair of glasses from Aubrey that shaded her eyes, still in the pink dress that was named a sin now.

Azzi had her head tilted against Ice’s shoulder with her free arm wrapped around Caroline’s neck as the music shook the floor. It was drumming with bodies as they bypassed them in traffic or even congratulated them on their night yet all Azzi could do was muster up a nod and smiled at certain compliments. Ice and Caroline both stood talking with people and made conversation but still made sure Azzi was right side up, keeping close.

Each woman ring shined through the night—cameras flashing, videos for memories, it was their time. Paige lifted the glass to her nose to smell it first before throwing it back making Aubrey follow solute, both coughing as the alcohol ran through their systems. Aubrey straightened up first as she looked over her shoulder at the other half of the group at the opposite end of the bar. “How you spending your night?” Aubrey questioned and Paige thought about it for a second, when in her head, her entire night was revolved around Azzi. “I dunno.” Paige voice had a slight slur to it as she lazily shrugged a shoulder.

Paige smile was smug as she shook her head, she’d herself been on her sixth drink and started to feel her vision daze. “In Azzi’s apartment?” Aubrey spoke honestly making them both bust out laughing while the bartender suddenly slid another two shot glasses in front of them. “Congratulations.” The friendly bartender said who seemed to be in her early 20’s herself, a pixie cut short on her rounded out face and tight uniform that went with the night.

Anybody who was anybody could see how she pushed herself against the bar to show the cleavage from her uniform, both girls being a bit tipsy and Paige smile unchanging was when Azzi could finally look at the blonde and not be to obvious. The look Paige gave her was enough to make her sober up and skin heat with—she didn’t even know if it was anger or was it the way her veins showcased when she barley moved, the rings dancing underneath the light, the girl looked good. Paige always looked good though, past good, she could have anything on and look as such. Azzi didn’t say anything though she only watched from afar, her eyes glued to the scene like a movie with her head still resting.

Paige was having a conversation with the bartender, one that she couldn’t hear. Azzi had perfect view of the way the corner of her lip curled into a shy smile as if the bitch was really making her blush.

The music through the speakers went soft but people still crowded their way to the dance floor as Another Night by Carla La San faded into the air, it was a bit soft for a club but this one was always Azzi’s favorite because of their music choice. It made it seem more sensual; more personal, the beat was familiar to Azzi and the sudden change had her head already lifting from Ice’s shoulder with her ring glistening as her hand moved to take the glasses off eyes.

Paige eyes only had to move an inch maybe two as both her and Azzi locked eyes for about five ongoing seconds.

It happened so quickly that Paige questioned herself if it was real or maybe she’d been so drunk and imagined it.

The beat vibrated the floor beneath them and the bartender continued to make slick talk with Paige who fumbled her words from the interaction she just had with her eyes. Azzi only leaned over a bit and spoke to both Caroline and Ice—Paige was to locked in to pay attention to whatever the woman was saying now, she watched her hug them both and waved to who she couldn’t reach.

They didn’t even talk but Azzi already had Paige spun, she looked at her, even if it was only for a few seconds the girl had still looked at her. Azzi rounded eyes locked onto hers again as she spun and walked in her direction, it was bypassing the bar and a small smile made her glossy lips curl just to break eye contact again so that she could push the door open.

It was a path she didn’t want to go down but she needed the blonde. She needed her so bad.

Paige laughed off instinct already knowing how the night was about to end, her head turned again realizing she was literally mid conversation. “It was nice talkin’ to you.” Paige quickly made out as she didn’t even bother to turn to Aubrey, only patted her arm to signal she was leaving and quickly moved her feet out the bar.

Paige eyes couldn’t help the way they went over the backside of Azzi in that dress. Paige could tell how tentative she’d been with her body, she was fit and every time she moved you could tell as such. Azzi curls bounced with no repercussions and Paige had to shake her head to get herself out her own trance whilst they made their way to her car that was parked in the lot. Azzi went to the passenger side while her eyes worked on anything other than the blonde who was unlocking the door just for them both to slip inside.

The leather seats were cold against Azzi’s arms but she settled into the seat quickly and buckled herself in. Paige had drinks that were fruity enough to cover the alcohol and the two Don Julio shots were already settled in her system, she was well enough to drive. “Had a good night?” Paige questioned seeing as this was the first conversation they ever had since everything happened, it was no way she was going to spend this whole ride in silence. Azzi though took a couple second to answer, she didn’t know if she wanted to speak or not, her mind clouded her as they pulled out of the club’s parking lot.

“I guess.” Azzi said with a shoulder shrug, her elbows digging into her hands as she held herself. “Did you?”

Paige leaned comfortably in her seat, the rings on her fingers glistening every inch she moved. Paige was still dressed in her formal suit and Azzi just couldn’t look at her for to long without feeling her pussy drip against her thong. The low lightning was already enough to give her a sneak peek of her sharp jaw line, Paige was locked in on the road and there weren’t many stop lights to give her leverage to gawk at the beauty in her passenger. “Yeah. I feel like after everything is said and done, this is the best part of a national championship. The rings will be forever.” She spoke honestly and Azzi nodded her head as she even picked up her hand to twirl the ring on her finger. “You’re right.” Azzi added softly enough for the car to eat the sound but Paige heard her, loud and clear.

“And Dallas?” Azzi had confidence now as she looked away from her ring to find Paige’s face.

“It’s good. It’s great—better than good, it’s just different but that was the whole point everything would be different. I love my teammates already and even though every game doesn’t go our way, it isn’t about the loses, it’s about the love of basketball.”

“That’s all everyone sees sometimes is the score. I never understand it. What if we were a team that was winning but we all hated one another, what’s the fun in that shit?” Paige rambled accidentally but Azzi listened to her as they finally approached a stoplight and Paige could turn her head to look at her as well. Azzi lashes had to have gotten longer, they batted each time she blinked and her head was touching the headrest as she took Paige’s words in. “I see what you’re saying.” Azzi had a voice that was a melody in her head and a certain tune that made her chest ache.

“You’re good on the court, everyone has their strengths on the Wings, sometimes they just don’t know how to use them. The loses are bad but the wins are just as good.”

“How would y’know?”

Azzi smiled, her teeth bright even in the low lighting. “You thought you was gone go to Dallas and I wasn’t gone watch people dunk on you?” Paige laugh was loud and contagious enough that Azzi had to join too but the light flashed green and Paige pulled off.

“So, you do watch my games?” Paige had to fact check, she really thought she wouldn’t have bothered to see one but hearing her talk about it like she did was enough to make her hot. “Never missed one.”

Paige had a grin on her face that was small but couldn’t go unnoticed from Azzi, it made a giggle fall from her lips as she shook her head at her. Azzi missed it, she missed her so much but acting on it would’ve made them go all the way back to square one. The thought of it made her laugh fade with a soft breath as she straightened back up in her seat and turned her head to gaze out of the window, the lights bright tonight as they bypassed the building that was by Azzi’s apartment. The ride was coming to an end and she felt so many feelings through her about that, Azzi wished she could name what she felt though. Paige pulled in the parking lot, streetlights shining over the cars already there as she came to a rolling stop at the entrance.

Azzi turned her head to look at her but Paige already had eyes burning into her cheek. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome Azzi.”

The dimple dug deep into her cheek from how hard she’d been smiling. It made her move quicker as she opened the door and stepped out, her heels heard on the concrete as she walked to the entrance door. Azzi knew not to look back because if she did, she’d end right back in that passenger seat and she couldn’t.

She couldn’t, right? If she couldn’t why did it feel so normal and why the fuck did she feel so willing? Azzi walked through the lobby to find the elevator at the end of the room and as she got inside, she went to press the number three for her floor. The lobby entrance opened again though and the blonde hair went unmissed. Azzi almost tripped over her heels to lean forward and hold her hand against the closing door and Paige moved her feet to catch it.

What was Azzi doing? She couldn’t tell you.

What was Paige doing? She missed her. She wanted her, she wanted to consume Azzi for everything she missed. As soon as the fruity yet delicious smell left her car, she realized she couldn’t leave this complex without tasting her. Paige hit the door and Azzi welcomed her with open arms as she wrapped them around Paige who found her mouth with ease; the kiss started small and easy, testing the waters before Azzi dropped her jaw for her tongue and Paige sloppily kissed her as she moved her backwards for her back to hit the wall.

Paige used her palms as they started at her bare shoulders to give them a soft squeeze, the silver cold against her hot skin while they trailed down to her arms making Azzi exhale against her lips. Paige immediately used her tongue to push it inside of her mouth and Azzi used her own to twirl circles around it, at the action, Paige moved her hands to grip her hips whilst Azzi wrapped her mouth around the blondes tongue to suck on it. Paige was dripping at this point while she leaned her head back and Azzi mouth dropped her tongue with a small pop and Paige took her bottom lip into her mouth. “What’re we doing?” Azzi said questioned, sort of out of breath and confusion written on her pretty face.

Paige used her hand to grip Azzi’s jaw, nice and firm just like how she liked it. Paige could only give her lips one more singular peck and the doors pulled open. “Whatever you want.”

Azzi personally blinked herself to life as the two breathed against each others lips for another five seconds, it seemed as if five was the lucky number tonight. Azzi moved passed her as she walked down her familiar hall to her apartment—she could hear Paige behind her while her hand slipped in the bra of her dress to pull her key out, she went without a purse and the sight made Paige laugh. “You still do that shit?”

“What? It’s safe and you use to love it.” Azzi giggled and pushed open the door and let her hand fall from the knob as she walked inside. The rings were an automatic first, both women sitting them neatly against the small stand posted by her front door.

Paige then shut the door behind them both and before Azzi could move further; she was quick to grab onto her wrist as Azzi spun around, she pulled her in her direction to make them clash but also to catch her mouth for the second time tonight. Azzi tasted sweet while her hands moved to cup Paige’s face in her hands and Paige wrapped an arm around her backside to hold her against herself, moving routinely and smoothly enough as they kissed one another. It seemed like forever so as they moved to the bedroom, their lips never faltered, Paige chased her mouth every time she moved and Azzi would be a liar if she said she didn’t like it.

Paige gave Azzi a final push that had her falling backwards with a huff, it was soft and Paige couldn’t wait to sleep on it after she fucked the soul out of her. Azzi knew that’s exactly what was going to happen tonight too—she knew it when she seen her for the first time in months after the draft, she knew it when she seen her play flirting with the bartender and she knew it when she sat on those leather seats in her car. Azzi wanted her just as bad and the way her eyes took Paige in before her, she was drinking her up.

Azzi was fixed on her elbows, her curls rounding her face as her foot lifted that was still strapped in her Givenchy heels. Azzi applied the pressure to her navel just to drag the heel up against Paige’s vest, the heel catching at the hem of it to showcase the abs she’d missed all these months. “Damn.”

“Missed it?” The smirk on Paige’s face was sly as her hand cuffed the back of the heel to stretch her leg upwards but let it bend against her shoulder. Azzi smiled as she could only look up to really keep contact, Paige was pushing herself against her pussy, she could feel it in this angle easy. Azzi moved her hips against the pressure while her head nodded in answer whilst Paige used her hands to push her dress up her body, it ridded around her waist and the black thong she wore tonight was enough to make Paige moan.

Her hands went from her dress to already to peeling them off, she couldn’t wait. Azzi breath quickened as her heart raced in her chest at her fingertips going across her bare legs, she didn’t want to seem to bothered by it but her touch alone was making her pussy drip. Azzi could feel her clit pulsing as Paige ate her up wifh her eyes and finally she dipped her head back while two of her fingers played with her wet clit, each swipe clicked with the slick already in her pussy. “Shit” She breathed and Paige hummed in acknowledgment of it, applying more pressure and only dipping to one knee as she settled in front of her.

“So wet.” Paige admired with a soft whisper, blue hues lifting to find Azzi falling to her back as her legs braced wider off instinct.

Azzi heels dug into her comforter but it didn’t matter. “Feels good, Azzi?”

“Paige—,” Azzi started but Paige was quick as her firm swipes turned into slower circles then using both fingers to spread her lips, her pussy pink and pretty therefore Paige couldn’t wait anylonger to take her wet clit into her mouth. Paige held her pussy opened as her tongue wrote soft circles then zigzags against her core, head moving sensually to catch each rhythm, to miss no part in the way Azzi legs shook gently.

Paige had a mouth and knew how to use it. Azzi breathy moans turned into deep exhales while her hands gripped the cover, her upper body twitching as Paige laid her tongue flat each time her jaw loosened to suck her clit into her mouth, it was messy. “Oh my—what the fuck Paige?” Azzi eyebrows frowned as her head could only lift for a few seconds before falling back again with her eyes rolling to the back of her head—Paige tongue dipping repeatedly into her entrance, plunging as deep as she could and when Azzi knees attempted to cross, she braced both hands against her heels to hold her legs apart.

Azzi toes curled, she couldn’t run only dig her hips deeper into the blondes mouth, her hips lifting from the sheets as she chased her tongue.

Paige moaned into her slick, her eyes watching as her hips did all the work for her while Azzi was practically pulling her sheets off.

Paige graced her with a few more seconds of her tongue before pulling away and quickly swiped her tongue over her lips before slipping up and catching Azzi’s mouth. Azzi could taste herself, Paige hands now braced against either side of her head as the cold air now touched her wet pussy. “I wanna feel it Azzi.” Paige pulled at her jeans so that she could step out of them and even stood to her feet and tossed the vest off herself; Azzi lifted to make the straps go first then lifted the dress to take it off completely, Paige pulling the button up off her arm to throw it to the floor and dug her knee into the bed to get on top.

Before she did, Paige grabbed one ankle to undo the single strap around her ankle and let it fall to the floor but before she did the other, Paige straddled her so her knee could rest against Azzi’s hip.

Azzi touched against her thigh, rubbing her hand against her soft skin, squeezing the muscle barley formed there. Paige had Azzi’s leg in her other grip, holding her open on her own accord, their pussies haven’t touched one another and it wouldn’t happen unless Paige made contact. “Paige please?” Azzi whimpered, her abdomen already tightening as if she could cum off this sight alone. “Why you rushin’?” Paige spoke softly as she undid this heel’s strap next, moving more slower than she did with the other one, she let the heel hang against her foot as she pressed a kiss where the strap once was.

“I wanna feel it—I wanna feel you too Paige so bad, I’m begging you.” Azzi so soft spoken and Paige used the free hand she had to place it against her abs, moving it up slowly, making her stomach hallow and flinch from the feeling as Paige grabbed on her chest whilst moving her thumb against her nipple that’d already been rock hard. Paige multitasked as she pushed the heel off her foot and they both listened to it hit the ground but her tongue was already out, moving from the base of her heel to the top of her foot to kiss against her toes. “Oh my God.” Azzi moaned as she placed her hand against Paige’s that’d still been squeezing her chest, each squeeze making her wetter as time passed.

“I wanna admire you though.” Paige murmured, her kisses still soft on her flesh as she spoke against her toes. “I wanna ruin you.” Paige eased down making their pussies finally touch with a soft squelch, she didn’t lift, only move her hips against her as Azzi moaned loudly into the air.

“You can, whatever you want whatever you want” Azzi chanted; she didn’t even have to move, only feel as her clit caught onto hers repeatedly in the motion. Azzi was so loud, louder than she remembered in turn making her go faster as Paige eyes slowly blinked shut at the euphoric feeling. “Oh shit” Paige took her bottom lip into her mouth, adjusting her legs so she could finally lift and rub their pussies at the same time.

Azzi had to lift her head from the new motion so she could watch their slick mix together; her hips started to buck upwards, chasing Paige’s pussy, each time their clits met was when their moans increased. Azzi’s breathy exhales and Paige’s moans we’re soft and repetitive with the same noise that Azzi felt herself dripping from, she finally lifted her eyes again to find Paige already looking at her with a fasanation that had her close to cumming.

Azzi eyes were almost dazed shut with lust, she could barely keep them open as her breath skipped from Paige picking up the pace. “You feel so good. You always feel so good Azzi.” Paige voice filled her ears and her head fell backwards again, she could never keep it up for long and her hips stilled as she felt her oragasm brewing. “You gone cum on my pussy huh? I can feel how close you are.” Paige skimmed her hand up her chest to wrap her hand around Azzi’s throat, holding her against the mattress as Paige hips fucked her into it.

Azzi couldn’t even talk, the pleasure running through her body had her pussy dripping and her mind numbing as her jaw dropped but no sounds fell out, her face pouty as she used both hands to grab onto Paige’s face. “Cum for me Azzi, do it please soak me baby.”

Azzi gasped so harsh that it left her throat quaking. The more she came, the more wetter she got and Paige moved her hand from her throat to hold onto her hips steady and keep her own moving. “I’m so close baby I promise.” Paige breathed as she looked down to watch their pussies slap together, Azzi’s slick wetting their thighs and the cover beneath them but Paige’s attention was brought back up by Azzi. Azzi pulled her downwards so their lips could touch, they kissed sloppily as Paige held her mouth open to let Azzi tongue explore her own. Paige body was getting weak in the position as she felt the oragasm brewing deep in her stomach, her mouth open as she exhaled deeply into Azzi’s mouth everytime they touched and Azzi opened her own to bite her bottom lip and suck it into her mouth.

Off rip, she came. Paige came so hard, it knocked her breath out of her.

Azzi giggle was heard in her chest as she rubbed her hand down her damp back as Paige laid there atop of her then she fixed on undoing the bun that was in her hair, pulling at the hair tie to let it cascade down her shoulders and back. Azzi ran her fingers from her scalp to her ends, earning a soft groan from Paige as she finally lifted up. “Turn around.”

Azzi moved like lightning, she turned her body and braced her knees into the bed as she stretched her arms out before her and arched her back deep. Paige licked her lips at the sight, she couldn’t help the way her hand went back and slapped her ass, twice for good measure making Azzi hiss into the sheets but never flinched.

“Harder please.” Azzi had a knack for speaking softly as if someone could hear her, she was soft in every way.

Paige did it again, the stinging sensation had Azzi dripping whilst she made sure to never lose her arch. Paige backed up a few paces, her eyes going around the room. “Where’d you put them?”

Azzi smiled into the bed just to turn it so her mouth would be free. “Closet.” Paige smirked and spun as she opened the walk in closet she was familiar with. Her eyes found the box sitting on the floor, she pulled it back and moved quickly to pull out the skin type 8inch strap.

Every single toy they owned she let Azzi keep. Paige didn’t want them. It was a awkward but important question in the relationship but Paige never spoke on it, they always stayed at Azzi’s anyway so she wasn’t phased. Dallas wasn’t fulfilled with nothing but basketball for her, she knew who she wanted. Paige knew who she’d always want—Azzi who moved her head again to look at the body length mirror beside her bed, it wasn’t wide but lengthy enough to catch her body, her skin looked golden under the small lamp light she left on. Azzi heard the closet door clicked close and heard the cover ruffle as Paige got behind her.

You couldn’t see her in the mirror unless she was pressed against her but with her braced behind her, hands rubbing up her sides, all Azzi could see was her body and flushed face. Azzi breath caught as her eyes shut at the feeling of Paige’s hands, she pulled her backwards making her breath catch.

It straightened her knees, she felt Paige’s finger trace the arch she straightened as well. “Such a pretty slut Azzi.” Azzi inhaled at her words just to finally exhale as she felt Paige finger against her slit, collecting her slick that sounded with only one finger. “Shit” Paige breathed at the sound of it, one hand still settled on hip up as she held her steady.

Azzi was dying, she couldn’t help the way her toes curled in anticipation, she wanted it so bad. Azzi curled her head making her chin touch her shoulder, Paige was rubbing her slick against the tip and the view of her bare chest and harness snug on her hips had her heart drumming. Azzi only moved her hips back a bit teasingly, softly moaning into the sheets. “I missed you baby.” Paige face was so smug, she could still see how red she got. “Yeah?”

“You know I did. I watched every game, every new ad, I loved to look at you Paige.” Azzi voice so slurry and Paige was catching her entrance on the tip, pushing her hips forward a bit making Azzi words tremble to a soft moan. “Loved it? You loved looking at me?” Paige spoke lowly as she pushed her hips all the way to the base, she moaned at the squelch that followed and pushed her hips back and forth in a steady pace.

Azzi moaned at each thrust, squeezing the comforter. “So fuckin’ much, all the time Paige.” Azzi felt the strap nudging her Gspot only when she moved her hips back, a sound forming between their skin meeting and Paige bracing both hands against her hips now. “So good Azzi such a good girl for me, throw that shi back just for me.” Azzi squeezed her eyes shut with her legs trembling beneath her—Paige had her braced with both hands easy as she fucked into her, her own breathing stuttering each time they met and the pressure against her clit made her breath shaky after her words.

Paige nails dug into her hips, she was losing herself in it, fluttering her own eyes but still tranced in the way Azzi pussy coated the strap. Azzi was making a mess on both of their thighs, pulling her back sharply but Azzi still met her with the pace within her hips. They were fucking one another in this position as their skin heated in sweat, giving their all to one another as their moans flowed steady through the room.

“Ohhh shiit Azzi” Azzi sunk her teeth into her lip, her hands were braced beneath her now so she could throw her ass back comfortably. She could go like this for a hour and not get tired, she wanted to feel it, she knew how close Paige was. “Cum wimmie’, please baby, I’m so close.” Paige’s hips stilled suddenly as her head slowly fell backwards, a groan falling from her as her hand braced against her back to not stop her but to feel her. Paige felt the way her muscles clenched as she dug her hips too her, sliding her hand down to her ass to squeeze it as she came.

Azzi moaned at the feeling of her nails scratching down her back, the pressure of it was enough to make herself cum as her legs twitched from it. Her legs had to eventually slow as her pussy pulsed, her body shaking as Paige pulled out of her completely only for Azzi to fall flat on her stomach.

“Oh my God.” She huffed out in exhaustion while Paige discarded the strap and let it fall to her feet, falling against the bed next to her as she grabbed ahold of her. Paige had to shift both of their lifeless bodies upwards but Azzi was already half slumped against her, she still pulled her close so they could get comfortable under the thick comforter.

“Azzi—,” Paige went to talk but the exhaustion that rolled off Azzi didn’t matter, she quickly tugged Paige closer towards her in a lazy embrace with her head between the blondes neck, a kiss so soft laid there that Paige barley felt it. “Not tonight.” Azzi started as she then lazily embraced her again, breathing her in.

“We’ll talk about it in the morning just sleep with me now please.” Azzi spoke and Paige didn’t say much else, only laid there with a slow nod as she got comfortable in her embrace.

loveforloveland

i wish i was up to your expectations. (blurb)

background: having to date the #1 overall prospect in the nba as a 19 year old comes up to be the best things, until the media has things to say.

word count: 2.2k

notes: first coop fic?

warning: this is a alternative universe, keep this in mind! heavy angst. cooper is a sweetie pie throughout.

lyricii

reader, who plays for uconn, and kate were previously in a relationship. they didn’t break up for any bad reason but they still aren’t friends friends. (they both miss each other.) so when reader finds out paige and kate are on the same unrivaled team, she calls paige and freaks out but it’s the funny type of freak out.

you can end it however you want!! it was just an idea and if you don’t like it just ignore this. have an amazing day bookie!!

sweet & sour

pairing: uconn!reader!exs x unrivaled!kate!exs

wc: 2.4k

summary: two exes, one courtside seat, and a game that ends with everything they never said standing far too close to say it now.

🏷️: @timunhater, @marleymarleymarleymarley, @yourmom-25s-blog, @333dee

january always felt like it was holding its breath.

storrs was quieter than usual, the snow piled high along the sidewalks outside gampel, the air sharp enough to sting your lungs when you stepped outside. you liked it like that. clean, simple, cold enough to make everything else feel distant.

until your phone buzzed.

maddinextdoorrr-deactivated2026

﹙everybody’s falling in love and i’m falling behind﹚ㅤ.ㅤ ౨౿

ϑ𐑞 tate!reader, fluffy!jana, ik feb 14 is a long way away but I just had to bcus the jana fics are in a drought right now, listen to falling behind by laufey. fluffy morning, jana’s off day. imma try and make a longer fic this week but that’s it for now !

stargirlfilez

THIS IS SO CUTIEEEEEEEEE

iluvbuckets

don't you know your body been mine?

paige bueckers x fem!reader

summary: when the pool of available men who can make a girl cum and aren’t hard to look at runs low in storrs, connecticut, you find yourself running to your best friend, paige, for help. maybe it’s a coincidence that she makes you cum harder than you ever have in your life, or maybe it’s a sign that your need to rethink your dating life.

warnings: porn with minimal plot, mentions of males (puke), paige the man hating lesbian!, oral w fingers (r receiving), strap (r receiving), paige is whiny lowkey (but we love it!!!), service top!paige (but she’s clearly yearning to be sub sometimes), SO MUCH dirty talk + p being a lil cocky, maybe some complicated/unrequited feelings, sexuality struggles

word count: 11k

notes: happy holidays from me to u freak 🫵🏼 jk thanks for reading my nasty lesbian sex preesh y’all so much. merry christmas eve, this filthy ass shit came straight from the smut demon that haunts my dreams and makes me spit out PORN as my gift to u. plz cherish it forever and ever ok thank u. unedited as usual so don't @ me

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basketball-lesbians

Stiff

summary: Paige is insecure about the internet's assessment of her strap game, and Azzi helps her remember that she has nothing to worry about.

pairing: Paige Bueckers x Azzi Fudd

contents: smut, fluff, pwp, strap use, oral sex, fingering (once again really its just smut i cannot lie... it gets lowkey disgustingly filthy in a few places. its sweet though, they're idiots in love!)

wordcount: 9076

a/n: Hey guys! Sorry for the long wait between freefall ch 1 and this upload- I got super busy between holidays and personal stuff going on, but I should be more consistent with uploads now. This fic was supposed to be shorter and... then it turned into 9k of filth. No questions at this time. Also, I had a few people ask, so I’m starting to do taglists- so do me a favor and if you’re interested in being included, just comment or message me and I’ll make sure to get you on there for future uploads. Thanks for reading and I hope y’all enjoy!

Theyre positioned on the couch of Paige's apartment in a way that's typical for them; Azzi sitting up with her legs out in front of her, crossed at the ankles while she reads- and Paige strewn out sideways across the other portion of the sectional, her head in Azzi's lap as she scrolls on her phone.

Azzi's right hand falls cyclically to play with the other girls hair in between flipping pages in an effort to keep her content while her focus is split between both her and her book.

Light streams through the window pleasantly, casting a golden glow on everything it touches, and the apartment is quiet- the other girls having gone out to a farmers market earlier in the day and leaving them alone together for the first time in what felt like weeks outside of spending the night in each others’ rooms.

The peaceful sunday afternoon silence they've struck up is rudely interrupted when Paige suddenly groans, rolling onto her side as she drops her phone away from herself like it just offended her, sending it bouncing onto the next couch cushion over. Azzi lets her book drop below her eyeline to look at the other girl, brows raised.

"Um... what was that about?" She asks tentatively, slow to engage for fear of further escalating her already always high energy and cementing the quiet moment they'd just been in as over.

Paige shifts closer to her, wrapping her arms around the younger girls’ waist and burying her face against her stomach, the loose blonde hair left out of her bun to frame her face tickling at the section of midriff exposed by the cropped camisole top the other girl wore under a grey sweat set.

Azzi sighs, setting her book down with the bookmark placed carefully to mark her place, bringing her hands to the girl in her lap fully- one moving to card through her hair and the other to rub her back.

"Hey. What's wrong, honey?" She asks gently, hands soothing in their slow motions. Paige nestles closer to her, holding her tight, her nose brushing the warm skin just above the waistband of Azzi's sweats. Azzi pretends the sensation doesn’t make her feel a little warmer.

"The internet, bro," The blonde finally grumbles, voice muffled where her face is pressed into her girlfriends' torso. Worry rises in Azzi's chest at that, her hands stilling.

"What? What happened?" She asks, pulling at Paige's shoulder to get her to sit up and talk to her. Paige frowns, wrinkling her nose as she obliges the prompt, rolling over to look up at the younger girls’ face from her lap.

Her expression is pathetic- eyebrows drawn together, blue eyes big and lips curled into a pout. Azzi can't help but chuckle at the sight, despite her mind drawing up worst case scenarios like it so often did. Paige groans at Azzi finding humor in the moment, drawing her arm over her face to hide herself in embarrassment.

Azzi smiles fully now, the silly nature of Paige's pouting easing the worry in the back of her mind. She takes in the half-obscured sight in her lap and lets it soothe her, appreciating every visible detail- the sharpness of her jaw, the length of her eyelashes as they rest against her cheeks, the prominence of her nose and cheekbones, the pretty shade of pink that adorns her soft lips.

"Babe, come on. What is it?" She asks, pulling gently at Paige's pale arm.

"You're gonna laugh," Paige whines, bringing her arm down from her face only to draw both of them up over her chest defensively, almost like a little kid would. Azzi rolls her eyes, a smile pulling at the corners of her lips.

"Oh my god, Paige. What is the matter?" She repeats, playful agitation biting at the corners of her tone despite the fact that her dimples give her underlying amusement away.

The older girl sighs dramatically from where she's set in Azzi's lap, waiting in silence for a five count before opening one eye to peep and see if Azzi is still looking, expectant for an explanation. She is. Paige sighs.

"They're sayin' I got stiff hips," She mutters, avoiding Azzi's gaze as the admission slips past her lips. Azzi’s eyes narrow as she furrows her eyebrows confusedly, having not heard her fully.

"They're saying what?" She asks, leaning closer slightly to be able to hear her better. Paige whines, shifting her posture antsily.

"Stiff hips, Az. They're sayin' I got stiff hips." She overenunciates, eyes becoming wide as she explains. Azzi holds her gaze, eyebrows high to match Paige's energy. She holds the expression for as long as she can before breaking, a laugh erupting out of her.

Paige groans yet again, rolling away from her girlfriend like she's trying to slink off the couch and into a puddle on the floor to avoid further embarrassment. Azzi reaches for her, stilling her progress with her hand around the other girls' wrist.

"Oh come on, you big baby," She chides, pulling her back into her lap, cradling her head as she shifts.

"Like they would know, anyway," She dismisses, hands coming up to grab her face, thumb brushing over the the hinge of her jaw as she presses a kiss to her forehead. Paige grins at that, sly and lopsided, holding Azzi's gaze like she's trying to be sure she heard it right.

"Aw, nah?" She smirks up at her, that stupid expression she reserved just for her girlfriend slowly spreading across her face.

Azzi hums. "Unless there's something you're not telling me," She teases, fingers toying with the collar of her crewneck, brushing her collarbones.

Paige smiles dopily, lifting her head and cupping the sides of Azzi's face, pulling her down gently just enough to connect their lips. It's slow and sweet and just a little bit wet, and Paige thinks about all the times they've kissed before and how it's never felt any less perfect than it did the first time.

Seven years later, and she still can't get over the feeling of how Azzi's lips feel against hers.

She shifts to sit up, the movement a little awkward on the way, and comes to settle upright next to the other girl, dominant hand settling just below her hairline on the back of her neck to ease her closer. She moans quietly into the kiss, unable to help herself, and then deepens it- leaning forward and pushing Azzi along with her, putting her on her back.

Azzi's hands meet over the back of the other girls’ neck as she settles over her, her hips snug against the younger girls' with their legs slotted between each other. Azzi bites gently at Paige's lip, and Paige has to choke back a groan as she gives into the chase, letting her tongue dart out to run along the other girls' bottom lip.

Azzi hums before slipping her tongue into her girlfriend's mouth, finding hers and running against it before sucking at it gently, drawing it out. Suddenly, they're pulling apart just enough for Paige to speak, still close enough that their lips to brush when she does.

"F'real though. Y'think I'm stiff?" She asks, her blue eyes full of conviction and concern as they meet Azzi’s once again. Now it’s Azzi’s turn to groan as she rolls her eyes beneath the blonde, much to Paige's dismay.

"Hey! I'm serious, dude," Paige pleads, looking at her girlfriend intently, impatiently awaiting a response. Azzi stays silent, drawing her bottom lip between her teeth as she tilts her head in consideration, hands still interlocked behind the other girls’ head.

"I mean..."

Paige whines, dropping her head to Azzi's chest. Although her intent was pure, she's pleased when her face nestles perfectly between the other girls' breasts, soft warm flesh surrounding her features. She could die here, she thinks.

"Oh come on, I was joking," Azzi says, trying to soften the blow. Her fingers run slowly along the back of her neck, wandering up to toy with the loose hair at the base of her bun.

"S'not funny," Paige defends weakly, speech muffled by the soft skin surrounding her face. Azzi watches her, evaluating for a moment, and then makes up her mind, narrowing her eyes and sucking her teeth as she does.

She sits up, climbing out from under Paige, and Paige looks at her incredulously, already primed to put on a dramatic show of great offense over the fact that the other girl would leave her from their comfortable position on the couch in such a vulnerable time.

She rises to her feet, turning as she outstretches her arm in front of her to hold her hand out, signalling for the other girl to grab it. Paige stares blankly from her place on the couch, unsure of what's happening.

"Come on," Azzi prompts, opening and closing her offered hand to add emphasis to her words. Paige's eyebrows furrow, her hair still tousled from their brief rendezvous seconds ago.

"Huh?" She replies, clueless, neck craning forward and one side of her lip curling as she asks to add emphasis.

Azzi sighs, stepping closer and taking both of Paige's hands into hers. She draws her upright into a sitting position, stepping into the space between where her feet are planted.

This close, Azzi can feel the blonde’s breath tickling at her stomach, her baggy sweatshirts’ zipper fixed low to allow her abs to still show- a decision she made deliberately when she’d put it on this morning.

Paige looks up at where her girlfriend stands above her and can’t help but think that it feels wrong to be in this position and not have her hands free to be able to wrap her arms around the other girl- to slip under her sweatshirt and feel her skin, to wander down and grab at her ass, to pull her into her lap.

"I said," She repeats, eyes locked to Paige's as she presses kisses over the other girls' knuckles, big brown eyes watching carefully with a glint of fire in them as she does it. The blonde holds her breath, lips slightly parted as her gaze drags from Azzi’s eyes to glance at the pink fullness of her lips and back.

"Come," Kiss. "Here," Kiss. "Then." Kiss.

Paige watches cautiously, a feeling that’s a healthy balance of being turned on and a little scared settling in her chest.

"I cant lie... I'm lost, what are we-" Azzi rolls her eyes again, dimples popping as she makes an exasperated face while stepping back, pulling as she goes to bring the taller girl up to stand.

"You're worried about having stiff hips, yeah?" She asks, her voice thick with a flirty tone that the blonde swears wasn’t there only a moment ago.

Paige stands slowly, letting herself be pulled, shrugging and then slowly nodding as she waits for a point to be made. Azzi comes in closer, leaning into Paige’s frame, dropping her hands so that one can settle over her hip, the other on her chest.

Suddenly the blonde is acutely aware of all of the places she can feel the other girl- not the least of which being her leg that brushes against her own as her foot settles between where her own are set, eliminating nearly every bubble of space between them. Paige’s breath feels thick as she breathes out, trying to resist the urge to swallow as she feels the warmth of the other girl braced against her.

"So why don't you come prove it to me that you don't?" Azzi challenges, voice sultry and sweet as she looks up at her, and Paige's jaw almost drops.

Azzi could hold her own, sure. Their little spats and back-and-forth nature were cornerstones of their entire relationship- always had been. They wouldn't be Paige and Azzi without the playful dynamic they always seemed to keep up.

But she was only bold to a point- usually, and for years now, there was a clear line they'd found, a place between gearing up to sex and actually getting there, where Paige had almost always just naturally taken over- at least to initiate things.

It wasn't always that way, per se, but it definitely was more often than not. Between that and the fact that Paige had basically been obsessed with her since she was 16, giving her anything she ever wanted at any indication she wanted it- in moments like these, Azzi had a way of catching her completely off guard.

"Wha- f'real?" Paige asks, frozen in place at the proposition. It was almost always Paige prompting, Paige setting the foundation, Paige leading- Azzi wasn't any less passionate about being intimate, she just liked to be led. And it worked well, because Paige liked to pull her along.

Azzi so openly putting it all on the table on a random Sunday afternoon, (and especially when she had been nose deep in a book less than 10 minutes before) was definitely not something Paige had really anticipated happening. Azzi quirks an eyebrow, digging her heels in.

"Unless you don't think you're up to the task?" She asks, voice donning a kind of feining innocence she only ever put on when she was being especially bratty.

Paige's face flushes at that, never one to give up a challenge- and she's on her feet, grabbing Azzi by the wrist and dragging her to her bedroom, determined to prove herself. Azzi giggles, pleased by the continuation of her perpetual ability to get what she wants from the blonde, and follows, only spurred on by her girlfriends' reaction.

Paige pushes the door closed behind them as soon as they enter the room and immediately grabs for the other girl, pulling her flush against herself by the waist. Azzi leans into the contact as their lips meet, hands coming up to settle on Paige’s chest as she deepens the kiss.

Azzi arches into the way the other girl is holding her, and Paige slips her hands up the back of her sweatshirt, any excuse to feel more of her. She steps them back towards the bed, slowing as she approaches to let Azzi get a feel for where the bed is before they go tumbling onto it.

They do, and Paige is quick to keep things progressing, catching herself with her hands to keep from falling over Azzi and then leaning back on her heels to pull her shirt over her head. Azzi's eyes track the movement carefully, watching her arms flex with the motion and dropping to look at her abs before darting back to her face when she realizes she's been caught.

Ordinarily, Paige would stop and tease, but today she's too eager. Instead, she reaches down, fingers grasping the zipper of Azzi’s sweatshirt, and drags it down, opening access to warm skin beneath it that’s been teasing her all day. She leans back in and nestles into the crook of Azzi's neck, dropping kisses against the soft warm skin there, their bare stomachs pressing against each other with the movement.

Azzi hums as her hands run up Paige’s back, keeping the other girl close and feeling the subtle flexing of the muscle there as she turns her head, kissing the side of Paige’s face where it’s nestled into her neck before pulling her back and recentering her above herself to reconnect their lips.

Paige shifts so one hand can come up between them to Azzi's stomach, pushing under her skin-tight tank top and bunching the small amount of fabric up onto her chest, revealing her abs and breasts. Azzi’s breath hitches at the motion, watching as her hands roam, admiring the contrast of the paleness of her skin against the deepness of her own, blood rushing to her head as she watches Paige go to work against her.

The blonde kisses down the younger girls’ neck and shoulders eagerly, nipping at her collarbones before making her way down to her chest and taking a pebbled nipple into her mouth. As she leans into her, the knee she has slotted between Azzi's legs pushes against her, giving her friction closer to where she wants it, making the other girls' breath catch.

She revels in the way she feels Azzi's breathing change underneath her, feels her start to squirm as she switches sides to show its twin the same affection before letting up in favor of progressing further down her body.

Her skin is warm and soft and smells like vanilla as she kisses down her stomach- it's more intoxicating than anything else Paige has ever felt in her life. She gets to her waistband and is about to pull her sweats down when Azzi taps her shoulder to get her attention.

She pauses, looking up at her with tented eyebrows as she hovers in place. "Hm?"

Once she stills, Azzi reaches down and grabs her face by the chin, eyes hooded. Paige wets her lips as she holds the eye contact, trying to steel herself and not let on the way her boxers are getting uncomfortably damp beneath her sweats.

"C'mere," She whispers, and Paige is immediately thanking god that her roommates aren't home as she climbs back up to oblige her girlfriends' request.

Their lips collide, and before she really knows what's happening, Azzi is pulling her close, locking her arms around her back before shifting hard to roll them both over and straddle her waist. Paige's mouth subconsciously falls open the slightest bit when she’s put on her back, and Azzi can't help but smirk.

She straightens her back and grabs at the bunched up fabric of her camisole that Paige had so impatiently pushed out of her way, pulling it up and arching her back as it goes to help it over her head.

Beneath her, Paige swallows and fixes her hands on her hips tightly, trying not to touch like a child watching a cake being frosted- watching desperately with a watering mouth as she takes in the scene unfolding in front of her. Everything about what she sees, she's absolutely obsessed with: her skin, her toned stomach, her perfect chest, her strong arms and shoulders, the beautiful way her dark curls cascade over her shoulders. She's perfect. So, so perfect.

"Fuck, Az," She mutters, eyes wandering over her frame. Azzi almost feels shy for a second with the way she's being looked at, but she manages to cut her thought process off.

After all, even with all the people in the world who said unhinged shit about her girlfriend online, she was the only one who got to sit half-naked in her lap whenever she wanted. Not a lot of reason to feel self conscious about that.

Azzi leans forward, hands grabbing the other girls’ to push them up and against the mattress for her own balance as she closes the gap between them to kiss Paige’s neck. The taller girls' legs naturally come up to settle with her feet flat against the bed, her thighs just behind Azzi's ass, keeping her close.

Azzi hums as she presses kisses up Paige's jaw, messy and warm and creating a feeling in Paige's gut that's very hard to ignore. The feeling of having her in her lap- breasts bare and pressing into her chest, ass pressing into her as she shifts- paired with the feeling of her full lips kissing their way across her neck and shoulders, curls tickling with the movement as they brush against her skin, is nearly enough to make her brain short circuit.

Having her hands pinned is torture- she's dying to be able to touch her. She pushes her hips forward, few other options available, and Azzi breathes in sharply at the contact, drawing back just barely to ground herself.

"Mmm, gotta be patient baby," She chides, renewing her efforts in the space between her girlfriend's neck and shoulder.

Paige groans. She wasn't used to not being able to pivot things where she wanted- to control the pace and the acceleration of things.

"Thought I was tryna show you sum," She argues, fighting hard to keep any trace of how pathetic she feels out of her voice when she says it. Azzi hums, nipping at her earlobe.

"Why don't you, then?" She counters, and Paige wastes no time in pushing up with both her hips and hands to roll Azzi back over, reclaiming her position above her.

They're both slightly out of breath once they resettle, and Paige supports herself over Azzi, holding the eye contact and letting their breath mix together in the minuscule amount of space between them.

Paige is acutely aware of the heat settling low in her belly at the way Azzi looks at her. Azzi, equally bothered, is trying hard not to squirm as she watches her girlfriend wet her lips, the veins in her hands and arms more prominent than usual after her display of strength to flip them back over.

"You gonna behave and lemme have my way w'you, babygirl? Or y’still need to get some energy out?" She asks pointedly, and a surge of pride goes through her when she sees the way a flush creeps across Azzi's face, no argument making it's way past her lips for once.

Balance restored.

Her big brown eyes peer up at her with the neediest expression she thinks she might have ever seen, and it doesn't take much convincing after that to hurry along, her point proven.

"A'ight then. I gotchu, mama," She says, pressing a single kiss to her neck before standing, letting her hands come to her hips as she surveys across her bedroom.

"Where'd that fuckin' thing end up, anyway?" She asks, and Azzi giggles from the bed, eyes lingering on her bare stomach as she turns her body, looking around the room.

"Closet, right? Had to move it when KK came in to play playstation?" She asks, and Paige turns to her, smiling.

"My girl’s so smart." She praises, reaching out to pat her leg as she walks past the bed to the closet. Azzi rolls her eyes, a small smile on her face as she tracks her with her eyes, biting at her finger as she watches her saunter over to open the closet door, sweats clinging low on her hips, boxer line peeking out just barely.

Paige stoops down to dig through a specific shoe box amongst the many that live in the small space. She knows she shouldn't be as turned on by the sight as she is, but there's just something about the way she looks, her legs spread and her arms settled on her knees as she balances on the pads of her feet while rummaging through the closet, searching.

It takes long enough for Paige to finally find it that by the time she's turning from the closet, victorious and holding the toy high above her head, she’s almost surprised to find that Azzi’s still looking at her. She lets the toy fall to her side as she comes to kneel on the edge of the bed in front of the other girl.

"Hey," She says, nudging Azzi's nose with her own, as she sets the strap and harness down above her head on the bed, out of sight. Azzi smiles at her, and for a moment, nobody else in the world exists, brown eyes meeting blue, their breath combining in the small space between them.

"Hey, yourself," She returns, reaching above her head to grab for the toy. Paige chuckles, spreading her arms wide in a stretch as she stands back up. Azzi’s eyes trail over her figure, taking in the sight of her stance, the way her abs flexed with the movement.

"Was gonna ask if you changed your mind, you seemed like you were zonin' out over here," She jokes, and Azzi makes a face.

"Sounds to me like you're getting nervous," She taunts, bringing the contraption in front of her face to get a better look at it. Paige clicks her tongue, shaking her head.

"Whatever, bro," She dismisses, leaning in to press a kiss to Azzi's forehead, hand smoothing over her curls lovingly as she hovered there.

"You sure you still wanna?" She asks, softer now, and Azzi nods, her focus clearly elsewhere as she shifts the harness to one hand and reaches out to grab her by the hips to maneuver her closer.

"If I can remember how to get this to work," She jokes, and Paige smirks, going to grab it from her. “I got it.”Azzi pulls it away from her prying hands, scoffing at her lightly.

"You never even put it on in the first place, dummy. Take your pants off and c'mere, I can figure it out." Paige laughs at that, hands going to untie the drawstring that's tucked into her waistband.

"Yes ma'am," She replies, stepping out of her sweats and then bringing her boxers along with them not long after, dropping them to the floor in a way that's all too familiar for the younger girl- makes it a little bit harder to swallow, too.

Azzi beckons her forward, putting significant effort into focusing on what she’s doing and not getting distracted by the perfect shade of pink peeking out from her girlfriend’s mound- and reluctantly, Paige goes.

"Here, step into this," Azzi says, holding a portion of the harness open for her, her eyes lingering on her girlfriends' naked frame. Paige chuckles, putting a hand on Azzi's shoulder to stabilize herself as she does as she's told.

She didn't remember it feeling this awkward the last time. Then again, it had been a while since they'd used it last- they’d both been so busy that any time that they’d found as of late to love on each other was kept entirely to quick hands and eager mouths.

Azzi furrows her eyebrows as her fingers go to work, adjusting buckles and straightening straps. Paige watches her face intently, trying not to feel silly.

"Turn," The curly headed girl prompts, and Paige follows the instruction mindlessly, feeling slightly like a kid getting their winter coat put on by a parent before being allowed to go outside to play in the snow.

Azzi tugs a specific section and it finally tightens- a little too fast, pinching at Paige's skin as it comes flush with flesh. The blonde jumps, disregarding the adjustments happening as she shoves her fingers between the harness and her skin to create a protective barrier and sooth the sting.

"Ow, Azzi!" She protests, and Azzi's head snaps up to look at her, eyes full of sympathy. "I'm sorry, baby. It was an accident," She soothes, running her thumb over the area and leaning over to press a kiss to it.

With that, it's already forgotten, the harness finally settled snug to Paige’s hips. Paige nods, mostly to herself, pushing her fingers underneath the straps once more to adjust herself to be more comfortable- and then she’s coming around to the other side of the bed and grabbing Azzi by the tops of her thighs, pulling her to the edge of the bed with no warning, causing her to yelp in surprise.

“Whoa, what are y-“ Paige shushes her, sinking to her knees, and loops her fingers under Azzi’s sweats, pulling them over her hips in one swift movement. Azzi watches the rushed movement with eager eyes, swallowing thickly while picking up her hips to help her tug them down.

Paige stoops down, and Azzi’s heart flutters in her chest as she starts to litter kisses on the insides of her thighs. The blonde is slow and intentional with her movements, arms coming to rest on the outside of Azzi’s spread knees as she sucks a purple mark into the other girls’ skin, soothing it with a swipe of her tongue and a chaste kiss afterward.

She continues to drop kisses as she moves up her thigh til she reaches her center, playing close attention to the subtle changes in Azzi’s breathing as she goes, and then slows, pressing a kiss to her clit through the thin cotton. Azzi lets out a breathy little gasp at the contact, neck craning to get a better view.

Paige presses another kiss, more pressure behind it than the last one, and then slips a little lower, repeating the motion. When she does, she finds the most perfect surprise waiting for her- Azzi’s completely soaked through the pretty purple panties she’s wearing.

“Oh my god, Azzi Jazlyn,” She remarks, looking up at the other girl with an amused look painted across her face. Azzi blushes, really blushes, and hides her face in her arm, a pouty little noise of protest falling from her lips at being mocked.

“Is it that serious?” Paige asks, tone dripping with sarcastic concern, and Azzi reaches down with the hand that isn’t obscuring her face to shove at Paige’s arm. The blonde just grins, shaking her head as she leans back and hooks her fingers under the waistband of the dampened fabric.

“Just teasin’, mama,” She soothes, voice husky as Azzi picks up her hips again.

“Y’know I fuckin’ love that shit,” She mumbles- mostly to herself- and she tugs the article over the swell of the other girls’ ass, eyes widening when they bring a string of glistening slick with them as they come away from the younger girls’ cunt.

She can’t help the groan that falls past her lips as she tugs them the rest of the way down, watching in disbelief as the strand stretches and the breaks, dropping to stick to the younger girls’ upper thigh.

Azzi hisses at the cold sensation, her face burning with embarrassment, and Paige quickly discards the pair of underwear behind her before her hands find the other girls’ legs again and she leans in, licking the slick off the supple skin of her upper thigh like she’s been in the desert and its the first drop of water she’s seen in days.

Azzi’s eyes drift back in a mix of disbelief and pleasure, biting at her lip in an attempt to keep her composure as Paige kisses the same place messily, leaving it wet.

She continues her trail of kisses up her thighs, one hand absentmindedly wandering over to the junction of Azzi’s hip, stopping there with her fingers held out as if signaling for Azzi to meet it with her own. She interlocks her fingers with her girlfriends’, and Paige looks up at her, a slight smile on her face before craning her neck back down, eyes still locked with Azzi’s as she licks into her cunt.

Azzi lets her eyes fall shut at the first contact, letting herself focus on the warmth of Paige’s tongue and the slick of her spit mixing with her own arousal over her clit. When she opens them again, she sees blue eyes still on her from between her legs, holding her gaze, careful to watch for any indication to stop- even though they both know it won’t come.

Paige is slow, letting her tongue run over her girlfriends’ pussy deliberately, reveling in how wet she finds her, how good she tastes. She sucks her clit into her mouth gently, and Azzi winces above her, curls pressed into the pillow as she kicks her head back and arches into the contact.

She lets her tongue come to assist the suction, running it over the base of her clit while she suckles at the head of it gently, and then lets it go, coming off with a pop!, pink lips glistening as they come away wet.

She brings her head back slightly and blows gently, the cold air sending goosebumps forming under Azzi’s skin, and watches her reaction carefully as she licks over it again. Azzi feels the other girls’ eyes on her and bites at her bottom lip, bringing her free hand up to palm at her breast as she holds the eye contact, teasing from where she's laid out.

Paige blinks slowly as she watches, eyebrows raising slightly- just enough to be noticeable, and she’s thankful her mouth is occupied so she doesn’t say something stupid in her awed state.

How lucky could one person get?

Azzi’s painted fingers move deftly to roll her pebbled nipple between her pointer and thumb, squeezing the mound of flesh to her chest and then repeating the motion, never breaking the eye contact. Paige watches eagerly and lets her tongue to continue to work her, slow and sensual and utterly pussy drunk, and Azzi is buzzing knowing how well she’s captured the girl between her legs.

Paige lets her tongue slip lower, the younger girls’ taste getting stronger and sweeter as she teases at her entrance- and Azzi gasps at the sensation, her right hand abandoning its efforts over her chest to come down her bare torso and grab at Paige’s hair, tangling into blonde strands still held back loosely by a hairtie.

"Fuck, Paige," She curses, her hips canting up and just slightly off the bed, smearing her slick across Paige's chin and nose. She pauses, giving an apologetic look when she realizes she's made a mess of the bottom half of her girlfriends' face, but Paige only chuckles.

She lets go of the younger girls' hand where their fingers are intertwined over her hipbone to bring both arms around her legs and over her hips to hold her still, fixing her in place before refocusing her efforts. Azzi whimpers at the feeling of being held so firmly while Paige knelt between her legs and went to work like a woman starved- so safe and desired and spoiled all at once.

She watches the slight flex of the blonde’s biceps as she holds pulls her impossibly closer, sloppy with her ministrations over the other girls’ clit, her jaw working as she alternates the shapes being drawn over the swollen nub to tease the most perfect little moans from her lips. The younger girl lets her newly free hands come up, crossing over her face in an attempt to hide how desperate she feels.

Paige smirks as she delves lower again, pushing into her cunt with her tongue and watching her facial expressions from between her legs, growing wetter by the second seeing how worked up she could make the other girl. Azzi's mouth hangs open in a silent gasp in response to the intrusion, eyebrows drawn up and together.

Paige opens her mouth wider, giving herself the leverage to fuck her tongue into her deeper- and Azzi picks a leg up to put it over the blonde's shoulder, improving the angle. The movement only makes Paige double down on her efforts, drawing back slightly to pull her right arm from its place over her hip in favor of bringing it low between them to meet the glistening slick of her pussy.

She keeps her tongue sliding in and out of her entrance, bringing her left thumb down over her pelvis to run over her clit. She’s aided by the wetness that's making a mess of her cunt- slowly spreading to her thighs now, too. Azzi whimpers, and the Paige borderline growls at the sound, drinking in the control she has over the other girl and the sounds she’s pulling from her lips.

She runs her tongue flat against her, running from entrance to clit, lapping up the juices she’d pulled since pressing the muscle into her needy cunt. She sucks her clit into her mouth again, letting the fingers of her free hand trail lower, tantalizingly slow in their movements as they ran deliberately teasingly along her folds, feeling the slickness of her juices over soft skin.

She lets her middle finger slip deeper, probing against her entrance, and Azzi’s breath catches at the feeling, hips bucking up in a desperate attempt to fill the ache inside of her.

"Ohmygod- please," She babbles, and Paige lets off her clit so she can sooth her. "Shh- I know, I know. You're okay mama, I gotchu.” She drops an open-mouthed kiss to the swollen bud.

“Jus’ needa stretch you out and make sure you're ready for it baby. S'been a while, hm?” She coos, lips brushing against her cunt as she says it, and Azzi whines, angling her hips so she feels her deeper. Paige hums at the observation, taking in the sight of the younger girls’ pussy as she has her way with her- glistening with wetness and the perfect shade of swollen pink.

"So needy for me, huh, baby?" Azzi nods deliriously, desperate for more- and Paige laughs sympathetically at her. "A’ight, sweetheart," She whispers, slipping two long, slender fingers in and curling them as she slides knuckle deep in one flush movement.

She presses deep entirely too easily, fingers brushing against her sweet spot far before the other girl had anticipated they would work themselves that deep- and its all she can do to whine at the sensation, throaty and guttural.

“Feels good?” The blonde husks, as if she doesn’t already know the answer. Azzi groans, humming a sweet little 'mhm' in response and hoping it’s enough, because it’s all she can muster. Paige eases in and out of her slow, reveling in how wet her fingers come away each time she draws them out of her pussy.

“Fuuuck, baby,” She husks, in awe of how perfect this girl is- how wet she’s gotten, how good she’s taking her fingers, how pretty her pussy is. Azzi whimpers, her hips chasing her fingers every time she draws them out, little ah, ah, ahs falling past her lips every time her fingers brush against that spongy spot deep inside of her.

Paige groans as she fucks into her gummy walls, chasing the high brought on by the younger girl’s delicious little noises. She's successful, Azzi keening when she strokes particularly deep- arching her back off the mattress, her abs flexing with the effort. The blonde watches eagerly, eyes hooded and lips wet as she observes every filthy detail of the unholy ministrations she’s working against Azzi’s cunt.

"'S it that good, baby? You like it when I stretch you out and get you ready for my dick, sweet girl?" Paige coos, and Azzi's too far gone to even manage a response, nodding deliriously with thick eyelashes fluttering against her flushed cheeks as she just stares with a fucked out expression, breathy little noises spilling out of her with each curl of her girlfriends' long fingers against her inner walls.

Unable to resist the urge, she lets her tongue lash over her clit again, moving in fast flicks of motion that she has to put conscious effort into limiting the pressure of in order to prevent overstimulating the swollen nub that’s already flared an angry pink.

"P-please, P, need it," Azzi whines, and Paige looks up at her, undeniably pussy drunk. "Yeah? Tell me what you want, baby," She says, tone sultry and words slurring with lust in a way that was just for Azzi.

"More," Azzi whines, and Paige tuts at her.

"Nah- you know better. Ask me right," The older girl corrects before bringing her mouth back to her core. Azzi whimpers pathetically before taking a steadying breath, steeling herself.

“Please,” She chokes, desperate for more despite the fact that her eyes were already welling up with tears at the intensity of what the blonde was doing to her.

“Want it,” She breathes, voice breaking, and Paige lets her eyes fall shut for a brief moment so she can soak in the sound of her pleas. Her wrist works overtime to keep her fingers in motion inside of her, and her tongue swirls around her clit, soaking in the metallic taste of the puffy little button as she continues to tease at it.

“Need it- fuck, please? Want you to fill me up,” She begs, and Paige takes a deep breath from between her legs, nostrils flaring slightly as she attempts to ground herself while she kisses into the younger girls’ cunt sloppily, lips and chin covered in her arousal. It’s almost too good to bring her mouth away from.

“Okay, sweet girl,” She mutters before letting her tongue drag along her slit, the slickness making the motion easy.

“Gonna fuck you so good,” She promises, pressing a kiss to her clit before standing. She places one knee on the mattress, bringing her hand up to rub at the other girls' thigh affectionately.

"Scooch up, mama. Gimme some room to work here," She murmurs gently, and Azzi complies, her eyes never leaving the blonde's face, bringing her hands to the mattress and pushing herself back.

The blonde follows immediately, crawling toward her and dropping a kiss to the scar over her knee as she approaches before sitting up straight. She adjusts the width of her knees where they’re pressed into the bed as she settles into the best position she can manage, reaching down to grasp the base of the toy where it juts out into the small amount of space between them.

Azzi’s eyes watch carefully as she reaches out, running her pointer and middle fingers through her folds to gather wetness before spreading it over the toy. She watches Paige’s fingers as they run along the length of the toy, coating it in her slick, and swallows, suddenly starting to realize that the toy looked a little bit bigger than she had remembered it being.

To distract herself, she forces her eyes higher, takes in the sight of the girl between her legs- abs tight, pert breasts and puffy pink nipples on display, loose blonde hair framing her face and a concentrated look painted across her features that was absolutely entrancing.

Paige takes hold of the toy and shuffles closer until she can run the tip through her folds, and Azzi’s breath catches at the contact. The older girl wets her parted lips as she stares, revelling in the way the younger girls’ slick spreads along the silicon, allowing the shaft move easily up and down her slit from entrance to clit.

Azzi's breath is shaky beneath her, pretty brown eyes blown as she watches every movement eagerly. She lets the toy nudge against her entrance, admiring how her pussy clenches a kiss around the head at the intrusion, and Azzi whines up at her, expression pleading silently for her to progress- so she rocks forward, slow, eyes on the younger girls’ face to gauge off of.

A little gasp falls from Azzi’s mouth as her eyes fall shut, head pushing back against the pillows as she draws her bottom lip between her teeth. Paige’s tongue peeks out of her mouth, pressing against her bottom lip with the effort as she presses in further, torturously slow as she eases her hips flush with Azzi’s.

Azzi moans as she bottoms out, her fingers grabbing ahold of Paige’s arm where it’s braced against her leg to improve the angle.

She lets her hand linger there in a loose grip, holding on to her for the sake of touching her alone, watching the other girl admire her, feeling her muscles move beneath her skin with every motion. Paige’s hips rock back, eyes watching the toy slide out of her entrance before she eases forward again, starting to find a rhythm.

“Oh, fuck, that’s good,” Azzi slurs, drawing a smirk out of Paige.

“Yeah? You like that, mama?” She asks, voice low and raspy as she pumps in and out of her, eyes roaming over the other girls’ body hungrily. The younger girl nods, eyebrows drawn together and face tight as she concentrates on adjusting to the stretch, painted fingernails digging into Paige’s arm just barely as a whimper escapes past her lips.

Paige gambles a look down as her pace gradually picks up, and watches as the strap slides in and out of the girl above her in time with her strokes. She swallows hard, sucking in a steadying breath as she watches her pussy stretch around the toy, excess wetness accumulating in a thick ring around the base of the toy.

Eager to see more, she snakes her dominant hand between them, using her pointer finger and thumb to hold her lips apart so she can get a better look at the toy pumping in and out of her, pussy pulsing and stretching around the silicon cock. She presses her thumb to her clit, rubbing tight circles as she picks up her pace gradually.

“Fuck, mama- squeezin’ my dick so pretty w’that pussy. You like it when I stretch you out, baby?”

“Ohmygod, yes,” Azzi rushes out, barely coherent, and Paige watches as she takes it, moving with her to set the pace, hips chanting and abs tight.

“Yeah? Feels good, don't it princess? Y’feelin me deep?” Azzi hums out a pathetic little mhm, whimpering, and she can't help herself- she reaches out, running her hand up her stomach, squeezing at her tits when she gets to her chest, palming them and feeling the weight of them in her hand.

She groans, letting her head kick back. She could feel their combined wetness smearing all over her pelvis and the front of her thighs now, and the realization hits like a drug. Azzi’s hand comes to meet hers over her chest, not to stop anything she’s doing, just for the sake of being able to hold onto her- and Paige shifts, bringing one knee up to better her angle, pausing as she pivots, and then presses forward again.

Azzi groans at the new angle, her hips canting up to chase the motion and pushing Paige deeper, in turn drawing a whine from the blonde’s throat when the base of the toy pushes against her clit.

“Oh, fuck,” Azzi whimpers, spurred on by the knowledge of what fucking her like this is doing to the blonde. Obscene sounds fill the room- Azzi’s cunt squelching around the silicon cock, breathy moans falling from both of the pairs’ lips, the sound of their combined slick over the already prominent sound of skin meeting skin with each thrust from Paige.

It’s filthy, the way they’re rutting into each other, but god, did both of them need this.

Azzi arches her back, taking their joined hands and pushing them lower, and at first Paige isn’t sure what she’s doing, thinks maybe she’s ushering her to stimulate her clit again, but then she stops short, right above her pelvis. Her confusion quickly gives way to recognition, and she almost chokes when she feels it- she’s fucking up into the younger girl so deep that she can feel it perfectly just by having her hand braced over her stomach.

“Oh, baby- fuck,” Her hips stutter, overwhelmed between feeling how deep she’s fucking into Azzi and the sensation of the base of the strap rubbing against her clit. Azzi shifts, hooking her legs around her waist, and Paige leans further forward, bracing herself with her elbows against the mattress, body pressed to Azzi’s as she continues the snap of her hips.

Azzi’s moans are even clearer now- right there to lean over and swallow up with a kiss, so she does, connecting their lips as she rolls her hips fervently. It’s wet and messy and desperate, both of them moaning into it, and for a moment, the sheer desperation shared between the two of them is enough to carry it, both rutting into each other like it was their last moment on earth.

Azzi’s head kicks back when Paige draws in particularly hard, the blonde’s bottom lip dragging against the side of her face when she breaks away from the kiss to shift so suddenly. Her legs wrap around her tighter, arms slung around her back with one hand tangled into the bun barely still in place on her head and the other digging half-moons into her shoulder as she fucks her open.

“Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod,” She babbles, and Paige curses under her breath, shifting her weight from one arm to the other to sustain the rocking of her hips.

She’s absolutely stoned on the sounds she’s drawing out of her lips- so committed to making her make more of them that the tiredness settling into her body is barely even noticeable. Azzi’s breaths get shallow and run together, little noises escaping her lips with every thrust, her hips and hands unable to stay still as she grasps for Paige like she’s not as close as physically possible already.

“Paige, I’m- oh fuck,” Her voice breaks, and the sheer amount of desperation in her tone is enough for Paige to be sure of what’s happening.

“Gonna cum for me, baby?” She asks, and Azzi just nods, incapable of mustering any response beyond that in a coherent manner. Paige nods, pressing a kiss to the side of Azzi’s face, and braces herself to shift her weight on one arm, letting the other reach between them and find her clit.

The angle’s awkward and she knows she wouldn’t be able to keep it up for long- but she also knows Azzi doesn’t need much more, just wants her to feel good as she goes over the edge.

“Show me, princess. Wanna see you cum on this dick, pretty girl,” She whispers, and Azzi whimpers, nails digging into her back as she arches her back, impossibly close. Paige’s heart is nearly beating through her chest, and she’s trying embarrassingly hard not to let on how she’s pretty sure she could cum, too, trying to focus on getting Azzi there.

“C’mon, mama. Doin’ so good, so pretty for me. Let me have it, sweet girl,” She coos. Azzi nods desperately, shaky breaths heaving from her lungs as she chases the edge.

"Don't stop, don't stop," She pleads, and Paige hums, acknowledging the request as she presses a kiss to her face again, back tense as her hips roll into her at a pace she has no earthly idea how she had possibly kept up this long aside from pure obsession and a desperation to make her girl feel good.

"Never, baby. I gotchu, you're okay. Let go for me," She urges, and Azzi purses her lips, eyes fluttering shut and dimples popping as she tips over the edge of her climax.

Her head pushes back against the pillow and her eyes eyes screw shut, legs tightening even further around Paige's waist. A guttural moan escapes from her throat and for once, she doesn't even care how loud she is.

Her breaths draw deeper as she shudders through the remainder of her orgasm, little spasms of pleasure washing over her body, and Paige nuzzles close, dropping soft kisses to her shoulders as she slows her efforts. Beneath her, Azzi finally relaxes, body slumping against the mattress and her head lolling to the side to rest against Paige's forearm where it's pressed into the mattress supporting her weight.

Her hand comes down and entangles with Paige’s where it’s working her clit slowly, wincing as she pulls it away. “Too much,” She whimpers, and Paige chuckles airily, nodding.

“Okay, babygirl,” She replies, keeping the younger girls’ fingers intertwined with her own as she rests her hand on her waist.

“You good if I pull out?” She asks, and Azzi nods slowly, a hint of hesitation in her eyes. “But… slow, okay?” She asks, voice small, and Paige swears she almost melts at the expression on her face.

“‘Course, baby. I’ll be gentle, I promise,” She assures, pressing a kiss to the shorter girls’ forehead before starting to ease the toy out.

“You okay?” She asks, giving the other girl a distraction as she works herself out from inside of her. Azzi nods, her fingers fidgeting lightly with Paige’s where their hands were intertwined.

“Yeah, I’m good,” She nods, her chest still heaving big breaths. She winces when Paige eases the toy the rest of the way out, but Paige is quick to soothe, pressing kisses to her shoulders as she leans further down.

"Good job, baby. Did so good f'me," She praises, and Azzi soaks it in. Paige sits up again, pulling at the buckles of the strap to try and get it to loosen enough to slide out of, and Azzi can’t help but giggle.

“Come here, dummy,” She teases, leaning forward to reach her. Paige obliges her request, picking up her hands so she has space to work, watching as she manages to release all the cinched down straps in the amount of time it had taken her to figure out which direction was tightening or loosening the device.

“I dunno how you do that, but you amaze me, f’real,” Paige mutters, a dopey grin on her face as she looks at the other girl, and Azzi rolls her eyes, a grin creeping across her face.

“You’re so dumb,” She dismisses, lovesick expression on her face despite her words as she pulled the excess of the straps taut, making it easier for Paige to slip out of them. She does, and once she pulls it off, she immediately discards the contraption onto the floor to deal with later.

Azzi chuckles at the thud it made against the ground, pulling Paige close, reveling in the feeling of the warmth of her skin against her own. She let her hands start to roam, fingers exploring expanses of soft skin that only she got to touch like this.

“You’re so perfect,” She whispers to the blonde, and Paige chuckles, a light flush spreading across her chest. Her hand settles on her waist, holding her close, while she lays on her back, one hand slung behind her head.

“You think so?” She asks, and Azzi nods, bringing her lips to drop kisses along her shoulders.

“Definitely,” She confirms, lips brushing against her collarbones. “Good strap game, too. I don’t think you have anything to worry about, after all,” She says, and Paige can’t help but laugh.

“Thank you, baby. I’m glad you enjoyed yourself.” The blonde replies, running her hand up Azzi’s bare waist affectionately.

“Mmm, I definitely did,” The younger girl whispers, her lips trailing up her neck, teasing a path to that one spot behind her ear that always seemed to drive her crazy.

“Now I think it’s my turn to make sure you enjoy yourself, hm?”

For once, Paige has no argument.

a/n: Thank you guys for reading and thank you again for your patience while I finished this, seriously! Comments and reposts are appreciated, remember to let me know if you'd like to be included in taglists in the future!

Disclaimer: Sorry for the robbery at the end, I really intended to include that scene but I was already at 9k words so I decided to just wrap it up. If y'all want a second part or smth, lmk!

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