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sweetacheindie is a slow-paced and selective indie account written by aspen, overwhelmingly wlw-centered and queer, but i have muses of all genders to write with. untagged smut will be on here, but this is not a smut-centered blog. minus 21 DNI.
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"yeah, i do. the overstimulation of my partner just...continually fucking me is so good. i like it hard and fast sometimes, too." she murmurs it quietly, hesitant and pink in the cheeks but still so comfortable admitting it to simone. though she'd never experienced anything close to the machine. finds that she quite likes the idea of it pounding her over and over again while she was helpless to do anything but take it.
"not like, often or anything. mostly for research for my books, honestly." it was much easier to find a visual there for the things she was imagining and describe it clearly. though sometimes she would then find a video that intrigued her and end up with her fingers in her panties, gasping.
helen reaches out to find simone's hand, squeezing it gently to ground her. "take a breath, sweetheart." she murmurs quietly, bringing the back of her hand up to her lips to press a kiss there. "we don't have to buy it. it's just really hot that you like it." although she files it away in her mind, plan forming to come back and have it delivered to her house as a surprise. she can feel herself flush at the thought of owning something so lewd, but the idea of simone liking it so much? well, she could hardly do without it.
now that idea just landed square between her thighs and she swallowed hard, before she smirked. "oh, we're definitely doing that, baby." she teased, and was quite ready to get some lube and get the hell back home.
a chuckle left her lips and she shook her head. "research. that's what they all say." she grinned, no menace in her voice at all. she too watched it, and considering the effect this little promo had on her, she wouldn't mind doing that as a shared experience.
simone did calm down under her girlfriend's caring gaze and her settling words. "right, okay." she said, "i guess... i just... was very surprised by the effect it had on me." she explained honestly and cleared her throat.
"uhm... anyway? lube? anything else?" she asked, just eager to both get out and let this new little fantasy of hers settle in.
she had never expected to find someone the way she's found farah. when she'd gotten a divorce from her husband, she hadn't been in search of anything with anyone. she'd just wanted to process her feelings and maybe go on a few dates with girls now that she'd had the freedom to explore it more. and then the two of them had met, and she'd made excuses not to see anyone else she was dating anymore until she was consumed with only farah. she'd fallen quick, had known that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with the woman, and the second that she'd slid that ring onto her finger she had felt a happiness she'd never known.
elyse's smile blooms wide at the sight of her, resisting the urge to lean in and kiss her, instead folding her arms around her and holding her tight. "hi, my love." she murmurs against her shoulder, smiling into it as she drew out holding her. she could do without all the things she wanted from farah, was into on respecting her beliefs and her comfort, but fuck if the temptation wasn't a constant thing. she leans back, hand reaching down to hold farah's as she beamed, her thumb brushing over the diamond nestled there. "i don't think i'm ever going to get over seeing this ring on your finger."
farah felt her stomach flutter as she was touching elyse once more. she missed her terribly every second they were apart and considering she went out of her way not to touch women who she found attractive (presently, only elyse fell into that category), a touch of hands was already making her body and mind run wild. "i love wearing it. i am so proud to be with you." she admitted with a big smile. "i do wonder if i should not get you a ring as well, you are now also engaged and you deserve pretty things." she explained as she walked into elyse's apartment, not letting go of the other woman's hand.
"i am just so excited to... get this all going, aren't you? to plan it all and get married?" she asked, her eagerness very clear. it was the wish to spend their life together and start that off as soon as possible, but it was also the wish to finally experience a part of human existence that she'd never shared with anyone - intimacy, physical closeness and she couldn't wait to have that with elyse.
"ok. if you say so." leon takes a deep breath. he'll have to take her word for it. especially now they were being open and honest about their past. "thank you for letting me know. i'm glad we're able to be... transparent about it." it was probably best they laid all their cards out on the table. better late than never.
leon tries not to feel any pressure about being her first boyfriend/husband. having experience with all kinds of people, he isn’t too concerned about that. what matters more to him is making sure she feels comfortable in their situation, given her experience.
he swallows a lump in his throat, slightly bashful. very few have seen him like this. sincere. genuine. kind. not the usual traits anyone would label the underboss. so far, monroe hasn't entirely judged him like most may have by now. she's giving him a chance and that may be more than he deserved. "after years of experience i've soon come to realize being open about one's needs is a lot better than having to keep secrets." his hand remains in place. "so if you have any... from me or another. just tell me. i can be quite understanding."
monroe smiled and sipped from her wine once more, glad to have that off her chest. she was happy to be with him like this - just like two people who had to deal with the same situation. it was nice, to meet each other as people - not as rival mob members, not as strangers who are mad about the circumstances.
she sighed as she looked at him. how different he was to the man earlier today. "i will, and you should too." she spoke and then smirked. "maybe we'd both like them." she joked and shook her head. "but ideally, i'd like to find all i need within my marriage, and for you to do so as well but if that isn't possible at some point, we should be asults about it and speak. no affairs." she offered her two cents. "no mess."
she looked around their barely furnished house and raised her eyebrow. "i do want to go shopping, by the way, at some point. i can't just live with your stuff." she teased, "i mean, not all will be terrible but you know, some stuff that we chose together would be nice right?" she offered. she didn't really have much stuff as she'd still been living at home before. "i've never gotten to pick out furniture."
Melody was glad that she seemed to be returning the favor now. He had made her feel so good, and all she wanted was to do the same for him. Melody allowed herself to adjust, and she slowly moved herself on top of him. Each movement sent a shiver down her spine as she felt his cock against her tight walls. "You feel so good inside me." Melody told him. "I feel so full." She added as she lowered herself down once more so he was fully inside her again..
wyatt wanted to scream thank you as she started to move. oh, how he needed that. "yes, fuck..." he cursed and her talking to him like that, was fueling his desire even more. "just please... please go faster." he begged, "if you can," he added as he slid a bit further down the bed with her, so he could watch her sit on top of him in all her naked glory. "you're so fucking hot." he said as he reached out to stroke her stomach and breasts.
Melody nodded her head at him. "I can take more." She assured him before she lowered herself once more. A moan tore through her as she pushed herself farther onto his cock. Melody could feel him all around her walls, the head of his cock rubbing as it made it's way farther into her core. She continued to move downward until he was fully inside her. The mix of pleasure and pain brought tears to her eyes. "Just give me a second." She told him as she needed a moment for her body to adjust to him.
a groan joined melody's moan and he dropped his head to her shoulder as he felt her tightness around his length. "oh fuck, you feel good." he breathed as he made circles around her clit to help her relax around him. "that's okay, take your time." he panted, even though everything in him screamed to pound towards his release. he would, he would just give her time. his other hand moved to her lower back, to stroke her there, to hopefully ease her into this.
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"oh, i see." leon stares at the space between them. suddenly, he had a few more details to consider. "i don't want to make you umcomfortable in any way." leon scratches the back of his ear. "we can, cross that bridge if we get there but..."
leon trails off, again in his thoughts. he can't believe their families continued pushing this arrangement knowing monroe was already seeing someone. maybe they didn't know. maybe they didn't care. either way, he did. "listen, if you have someone you love already, i don't want this arrangement to take that from you. i'm not entirely a monster. i have a heart, y'know."
leon gently puts his hand on hers. "we can make arrangements... i have no idea what kind but something. maybe we can have one of those open marriages?" he continues, trying to figure out what sort of arrangement would work best for monroe. leon continues to ramble, "or maybe you can have like your side partner..." he wasn't against anything. for obvious reason. he was very open-minded in most areas of life.
she'd never heard this man say so many words in a row. she let him ramble on but her face turned to a much softer expression, almost adoration. she covered his hand with hers and smiled. "i don't want an open marriage. i ended it, to give this a shot. it had... run it's course, anyway. i don't love her. i think it was more of a... lust thing, and it's over." she spoke, needing him to understand that she had chosen him, her famiuly, this arrangement. "but it's nice to hear how open minded you are, if that is ever necessary, but... i'd rather just explore this with you." she spoke, touched by how kind and romantic he seemed to be.
"i just wanted you to know, so you don't find out and then think i'm still pursuing that or that my sexuality is some big secret. i am committed to you, this this." she clarified. "and you're my first... well, boyfriend, husband, all that, so like... that's another dimension i wanted you to be aware of. it's... new in many ways for me," she explained and hoped her intentions were clearer now.
"but how sweet of you, that you'd not want to break up my great romance," she said and smiled at him. "you've got a heart under that... well, frat boy exterior," she teased and reluctantly let go of his hand, because it had been nice, some physical closeness. "i like it." she teased.
Melody nodded as she looked down at him. She wanted to see his reaction as she lowered herself down on his cock. Slowly, she begin to take him in. Melody could feel herself stretch around his head. The feeling of it unlike anything else she had experienced. She took the first inch of him in before she stopped for a moment to allow herself to adjust. "You feel amazing."
wyatt groaned as he felt her lower onto his length and he looked into her eyes, as that is what she seemed to crave. "you feel so fucking good." he breathed and dared to move his hand so he could gently rub her clit with his thumb. "can you take more of me?" he asked, panting, needing some more release and really trying not to move his hips up in to her. he was breathing hard and praying that he would cum in two strokes or so.
"Okay, I trust you." Melody said because at this point there was nothing else for her to do. They had made it this far, and he hadn't lead her wrong yet. As Wyatt made himself comfortable, Melody moved to position herself. She straddled on top of him, and tried to line his cock up with her entrance. Melody wrapped her hand around his length to steady it, as she lowered herself down. She let out a small sound as his tip brushed against her swollen clit. "Are you ready?"
wyatt put his hands on her hips for support and let her make herself comfortable. he hissed as her hand grasped his length, he was so turned on that everything just hurt almost - even though it was pleasurable as well. "mel, i am fucking throbbing. i am so ready." he said with a smirk and leaned forward to kiss her neck and chest, to urge her on. "go on, it's okay." he whispered.
Melody's eyes focused on Wyatt's cock as he pulled it out. She watched him closely as he rolled the condom on. It was clear that his cock was wider than his fingers, and it was a big intimidating if she were being honest. "If that's what you think is best, we can try it." Melody told him as it wasn't as if she really had anything else to compare it to. She could only assume that he knew what he was going because he had more experience that she did. "Although, you've been doing a great job at making sure things go well."
wyatt smiled and went to sit down next to her. "trust me, just for the first... you know, few strokes, then i'll... take over again. it'll go better i think, if you can ease... into it." he said and beckoned her over. "come here, mel" he said with a small smirk. "trust me." he said, and felt the anticipation build. he was really about to be inside of her, and she wanted him to. what a night, man.
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matteo has most likely had a few too many drinks, and whilst he's not completely intoxicated yet, he's certainly tipsy enough to potentially say or do things that the male will come to regret in the morning. but right now , he doesn't care. hues stares at his friend and lips crook up into a smile. " am gonna regret this tomorrow but - " pauses to take a step closer to the other, a beat to exhale. " i think about kissing you , like all of the time. "
ishan had joined in the drinks tonight, which he didn't often indulge in. he felt the buzz and he had been flirting and touching matteo all night. the attraction between them had been growing, for months, and it made ishan ache. and ishan couldn't believe his ears when matteo spoke, as they stood in a dark corner of the venue. "you do? little old me?" he asked and then chuckled, not able to stay serious but also kind of scared that it was just a joke and he would be laughed at. "prove it then, that you wanna," he said with a dopey smile. that would make it clear whether it was a joke or not.
Melody nodded her head at his words. She felt amazing, but she knew there were ways that he could make her feel even better. Melody looked down at his boxers and could tell that he wanted to continue just as much as she wanted him to. "Yes, I want to keep going." She said as her fingers moved to brush softly against his cock through his boxers. "I want to know what it feels like to be completely filled by you." Melody added as she wanted to have his cocked buried deep inside her and forcing her to come once more.
"well, fuck, okay." wyatt said with a grin as he decided to stand up and push off his boxers, his length springing free and standing 5 and a half inches proud. he was average - and he was fine with that. he got his trousers off the floor and managed to find a condom in his wallet. "right, there." he said, only slightly awkward. he went back to kneel on the bed, and quickly rolled the condom on after pinching the tip. "maybe... maybe you'd like to be on top?" he offered, "then you can choose how fast and deep and all?"
With a loud moan, Melody came undone beneath him. Her body jerked as her orgasm hit her hard. She let out a series of sounds as her walls tightened to squeeze Wyatt's fingers. It felt unbelievably good to know that he was the one who was making her feel this way. Melody panted as she tried to catch her breath. She didn't want any of this to end. "That was so good." She told him finally after she managed to steady herself enough to speak.
wyatt watched in awe as he saw and felt her come around his fingers. she was beautiful and he couldn't help but kiss up her body as he slowly removed his fingers from her. he wiped his mouth on the back of his hand before he kissed her. he always felt so powerful, making a woman come. "good." he spoke and couldn't hide the bulge in his boxers, which was now aching due to the pressure of the boxers and slightly wet with precome. "do you want... to go on?" he asked her, carefully. "because there's more to experience, if you want." he said with a grin and grinded against her once with a sparkle in his eyes.
Melody's eyes began to water slightly. The feelings of pleasure were overwhelming now. There was a pressure building inside of her that threatened to release itself. "Wyatt." She whispered once more, her hips bucked harder in time with the fingers buried deep within her core. Melody's body screamed out for more as it grew closer to her orgasm. "Wyatt please." Melody begged as she focused on nothing but the feeling of his tongue pressed against her clit. "I think I am going to come." She whispered as her body began to shake.
wyatt didn't answer, just groaned in encouragement as he kept going. precise, consistent and committed. he wanted her to enjoy herself, to orgasm - hopefully multiple times - and truly have a great first time. he wanted her turned on and satisfied. he looked up over her body to enjoy her reactions fully, trying to commit all of this to memory. he had dreamed of this for so long, and it was even better than he could have ever imagined.
Melody was thankful that Wyatt seemed up to playing into her every desire. She was only going to lose her virginity once, and Wyatt was giving her everything that she could hope for. She let out another whimper the moment that his tongue touched her folds. Her hips moved up to meet him, each second sending a sensation of pleasure up her spine. "Wyatt, that feels so good." Melody told him, her words coming out unevenly as she struggled to talk through all of the pleasure.
Melody moved her hips against his tongue. She felt the slightest of pressure when he slipped his finger inside of her. Melody felt him brush against her inner walls and it was a feeling unlike anything she'd ever felt before. "Keep going, please." Melody begged him as she wanted to continue to feel the way he was making her feel. "It all feels so good." Melody's hips bucked more quickly now as she gave into the pleasure he was making her feel.
melody's sounds were music to his ears and he wasn't thinking about stopping any time soon. he felt his cock throb between his legs, but his focus was her pleasure. he kept on licking as he curled his fingers over and over again. his other hand moved up to grasp her breast and then play with the nipple he found there. he tried to keep his movements consistent, having learned that that often was what got women off. if it was good - don't speed up, don't increase pressure, he had learned. he hoped that worked for melody as well.
MUSE: her royal highness princess margaret of windsor - fc: sarah catherine hook OPEN TO: female muses, trans muses welcome - 21+ to 31 PLOT: margaret is the heir to throne of england (current times, or historical in a bridgerton setting where queer couples have just been allowed into the ton/to get married) and wants to marry your muse. they'd be the first queer royals. your muse could be royal, nobel or a (high class) commoner
margaret was panting as she broke away from the passionate kiss their had shared upon their reunion. that reunion had been twenty minutes ago, and they were still kissing. "i missed you so," she admitted, "i never want to be away from you, again," she breathed desperately between kisses. not seeing her had been weeks-long torture for her. "we should marry, be together always." slipped out between kisses, a statement true but also implying so much.
