Ally Mayfair Richards x Reader - Loving a heart like mine
word count: 2k
warnings: angst, hurt
Prompt: Reader has always been a part of the brunette‘s life but as the months and years pass by, she realizes her true feelings. However there are obstacles in the way like her wife
Request: „Can you write an Ally x Reader fic where reader falls in love with Ally but she is taken and without the whole Ivy cult thing?“
A/N: This was a request on my wattpad and usually I‘m not a fan of writing fics with no happy ending or the character being taken but this matched well with Ally and her storyline.
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Being a close part of the brunette‘s life had always been more than a blessing to you than anything. Running into her happened so randomly and for the longest time, you used to believe that there was a meaning to all of it. Fate or moreover the universe letting the pieces fall into place and responsible for the two of you meeting at such an unexpected time.
Without a doubt, Ally was your rock, the person you turned to and wanted nothing more than to be around. Whenever there was good news, job related ones or personal ones, you wanted to turn to her. You wanted to call or tell her in person in that moment and nothing else mattered. And you did, you would always tell her, either in person, recieving the biggest hug for the amazing news you shared or getting the biggest smile on a face time call when she wasn‘t available in person.
This would happen often, either you being away work related or Ally being across the country for her political career. But you adored it, sharing news with each other and exchanging the biggest smiles and proudest glances. Just like the good moments, you also supported each other through the bad ones, fighting each other‘s battles, crying alongside each other when the world was getting a little harder to handle than usual. Without a doubt you two were soulmates in a way, the tenderness in your hearts somehow connected as you could always tell what the other person felt and wanted to say but the lumps in your throats making that impossible.
Ally was always the person you thought of when thinking of home, she was your eyes when the tears were streaming down your cheeks and making your vision blurry. She was your voice, speaking up for you when you couldn‘t and she took your hand, keeping you going when life made it impossible to take any more steps. You used to believe it was just a connection, of course stronger than any you had ever had but you never really read into it too much.
The two of you got to spend time together throughout the year, some months when you would visit the Mayfair-Richard‘s a lot, playing and sometimes even babysitting Oz. Often visiting the restaurant and supporting them there when the months became tough. Eventually you would support Ally in her policitical career, especially at the beginning. A lot of things used to be uncertain then, like whether Ally was even going to make it, running for the first time.
However, you were always by her side, you always had faith in her, even when the people around her didn‘t. Doubted her and caused her to doubt herself. Out of all the things regarding the brunette, the thing you hated the most was certainly having to make her believe and see. Believe in herself and her abilities and see herself for the person she truly was and what she represented. To you, Ally had always been a strong person, a role model and person to look up to, leading by example and you hated anyone making her believe she was anything different.
You gave her confidence, a reason to keep fighting, whether it was some nasty comments people said or wrote about her, the opponents trying to intimidate her. Ally could do it, the same confident look on her face, leaving every single rally with more votes, more people that believed in her and you realized and noticed that eventually, she started believing in herself again, the confident look on her face not forced or acted but actually the truth as her work both in politics but also the restaurant started paying off and getting the recognition she deserved.
In your eyes, Ally was everything and she certainly deserved the world. Nothing was ever too much for you, waking up in the middle of the night when she was having a layover or at some rally in a different time zone, looking after Oz when she and Ivy had to take care of the restaurant or wanted to enjoy a nice and quiet night together. For the longest time you never saw an issue, you would have done absolutely anything for the woman you had met years ago and that so quickly became part of your life.
You had always been the supporting kind, wanting nothing more than for people to be happy and helping them get there. You would dry Ally‘s tears and listen to her troubles while your own rested so heavily on your shoulders and robbed you of any kind of sleep and keeping you awake at night. You would have happily given her your meal if it meant starving, jacket if it meant freezing and life even if it meant dying. You would have done anything to keep her and her family safe, thinking you were a little part of her family and world.
Somewhere along the lines, something had changed and you realized. Suddenly, things started to fall into place and despite confusing you at first, you finally realized what it all meant and why you felt the things you did. Like the times, people would ask you how you and Ally had met and you could talk about her for hours on end, talking about her achievements and what a great and kind person she was. The times you would often be mistaken for a couple when you two were outside and doing things together like grabbing coffee, only for Ally to correct the person who was unaware of her marriage and while she laughed it off, there was a bitter taste left behind.
It took you a long time, many sleepless nights to finally figure out what it meant, the bitter taste and feeling leaving you so hurt and sad sometimes. Now Ally was your soulmate, the person that managed to make you feel things but what you never truly realized was that she couldn‘t possibly be your soulmate in return, as somebody else had already managed to capture her heart, make her smile and be the matching puzzle piece of her life. Ivy. Now you hadn‘t always been fond of her, of course you were supportive given the circumstances but there was always something off, the same bitter feeling.
And after a long time you realized it was jealousy. She was the one comforting Ally after a long day, she was the one cooking her a nice meal and enjoying some wine and movies and quality family time with Oz and fun activities on the weekend. not you. As much as you tried to play along, pretend that you were happy for her, pretend that she wasn‘t the person you think of when someone mentions home or her arms being the only safe feeling you had ever truly felt, it was fake. Now this didn‘t just come to you naturally, it took a while to figure out and maybe the most painful part of your journey with Ally was reality‘s wake up call.
Just like when the universe decided to unite you two and bring you together, it played an essential part in the end of your journey. It was like a slap in the face, reality reminding you that you were only hurting yourself by clinging onto the idea of Ally, missing her so terribly while she was away or as soon as the coffee dates, or catching up in the restaurant or even just coming over to chat was over again. It killed you inside and while Ally was always a very open person with you, confronting when she noticed a slight change and only ever really caring about your wellbeing, you couldn‘t possibly tell her or talk with her about it.
Now, you had always been a selfless person, happily helping other‘s heal and move on, quite literally taking the plasters or bandages of your own wounds, battered and bruised heart and tender mind and putting it onto others, including Ally. You never cared, as you would have happily protected her of anything the world might throw at her, whether it was small things like worrying about something or her actually getting hurt. Nothing was too much for you and while some might believe this was an incredibly kind feature and part of your personality, it killed you, slowly left you dying inside.
There was hope of course, the secret daydreams about her or wondering what it would be like to experience things with Ally like when you saw this movie alone or when you went on adventures, wondering what it would be like to have her along. And for a while it was nice, while it lasted, the little daydreams making you smile and causing for your stomach to errupt with butterflies. However, it all fell apart, quickly changed and finally you realized, she couldn’t feel the same way back, couldn‘t love you back and couldn‘t fall for a heart like yours.
The realisation hit you eventually, after everything just started making sense, like the times you would see a color and instantly think of her, the times you would hear lyric’s and think of her and the times she would be occupying your mind for way longer than she should. After all she had found her soulmate, the person that takes care of her and nothing you, nor the universe could do would ever change that fact.
„Sweetheart, are you alright? you have been so distant lately?“ you remembered her saying over the phone one night as you stood outside on your balcony, inhaling the smoke from a cigarette and hoping it would numb the feelings, despite it breaking your heart.
„Yeah I‘m fine, just busy“ you recall your own reply and sometimes you wonder what could have changed if you were honest. If you weren‘t so foolish and pushed her away. If you could have stayed part of her and their life even if it meant, killing you inside a little everyday, would it have been worth it?
As you stand by your balcony once again, a few months later, now the same rainy atmosphere and small droplets patting against the windows, same hope for the cigarette to numb the feelings, you realize it wasn‘t worth it. Despite not speaking for months, eventually the phone calls and meeting with each other dying down, you still feel the same as her face lights up on your tv screen, shining brightly through your apartment and reflecting in the window you are standing infront of. It still hurts. The same painfull dull feeling in your heart and your throat closing up as tears threatened to spill.
She was worth it, worth it all, even the heartache as you once again realize, even if she wasn‘t meant to be your soulmate, she made your life brighter, the days worth living and the dark and lonely nights worth fighting. And as you exhale the smoke from your cigarette, you wonder, whether it was worth making the selfish decision of letting her go. But even after all this time, you still wonder whether a heart like hers, could ever love yours in return.
👼The President Has A Sex Tape (The Government Sells You Drugs){Ally Mayfair}[NSFW]👼
Ally mayfair x fem!reader
👼Part 3 of SP getting reader pregnant👼
👼Wordcount: 3348👼
👼 Published on AO3: Read Here👼
👼Content: super dubious consent, forced pregnancy, choking, face slapping, spanking, some fluff (not with Ally), smut, strap-on, wlw magic, gags, threats, saliva, cum. She's wearing her suit as she ruins you.👼
👼Ally had taken you on numerous dates, mainly after hours once her restaurant closed but that doesn’t take away from how nice it was spending time with her. One night she had to cancel last minute because Ozzy wasn’t feeling too good, she had apologised profusely but you’d shushed her. You already had her address, so you rushed your way over there with a Happy Meal for Oz and something light for Ally seeing as she rarely eats when Oz isn’t feeling well.👼
You had been with your girlfriend officially for one year after she had pinned you up against the door of her office and kissed the life out of you. Well, not directly afterwards… She was supposed to be your boss, always professional, after all she had fended off people – women – from kissing her and their attempts at flirting, so when she had done that, you didn’t know how to react. Well, you had kissed her back with fervour, but it still took you by surprise.
When she had pulled away, all she said was “How can I keep you as my assistant if you’re unable to keep things professional… Then I will have no choice but to fire you.” You shook your head and straightened your clothing out “Ma- Madam Senator, you- you were the one who kissed me. Please, I- I need this job.” She laughs lightly and strokes your cheek “I’m kidding, sweetheart. I’m not going to fire you over this, especially seeing how good a kisser you are.” You had hit her over that, not a hard punch or anything, but one of the playful hits you do when someone messes around.
Ally had taken you on numerous dates, mainly after hours once her restaurant closed but that doesn’t take away from how nice it was spending time with her. One night she had to cancel last minute because Ozzy wasn’t feeling too good, she had apologised profusely but you’d shushed her. You already had her address, so you rushed your way over there with a Happy Meal for Oz and something light for Ally seeing as she rarely eats when Oz isn’t feeling well.
Arriving at her house you knock on her door, “Ally? I got some food for you and Ozzy because I know neither of you eat much when Ozzy isn’t feel-“ you blush deeply and smile when the door opens revealing Ally. “Al, hi.” A light blush tints her cheeks and a small smile gracing her face, she steps to the side and lets you in before closing and locking the door behind you. “You didn’t have to-“ You roll your eyes and give her a look “come on, you know I’d do anything for you two.”
You both lean in to kiss each other when you hear Ozzy rushes around the corner yelling your name before hugging you tight “YN HI” You laugh and ruffle his hear, “hey Ozzy, guess what I got you for dinner?” He pulls back, allowing you to reveal the Happy Meal you’d hidden behind your back. “NO WAY. MOM LO-“ Ally rolls her eyes and smiles “Inside voice, buddy.”
Ozzy blushes and mumbles an apology before taking the meal from your hands and speed-walking into the lounge to eat. “Where were we, Madam Senator.” You giggle softly before kissing her, smiling against her lips as she mumbles “not very professional, baby.” You let out a dramatic sigh and gently push the food into her “you’re always gonna say that while I’m still working for you, huh?” She grins and laughs, linking her fingers with yours before walking with you to the lounge.
After that night Ozzy had insisted that you stay over more often, then when Ally told him that you two were together, he may as well have exploded. He was so excited that his mom was happy again and with someone that didn’t make “mommy go not very good.”
That was one year ago, and now you were at home making sure that dinner was ready for when Ally and Ozzy return. You hadn’t been working for her for that length of time too, she said she’d rather you be home for Ozzy to which you had happily agreed with. Your phone starts ringing but because your hands are currently covered in bread dough you can’t get to it right away, you scrape some of the dough off then wash your hands, dry them, then answer your phone “Hi bab-“
“What took you so long to answer?” You flinch at her tone and take a deep breath to keep yourself calm “I- I was making dough so we could have fresh bread with dinner because I know you like that.” You look around the kitchen and your stomach sinks slightly, there’s a lot of mess and you know it has to be spotless before Ally returns home.
“So my kitchen is a mess then, yes? You better have it clean by the time I get home, or you will regret it. How has your day been anyway? Work has been tedious; I don’t understand why men think they can explain my job to me.”
You laugh softly “yes, baby, I’m going to make the kitchen cleaner than the ones at your restaurant. My day has been good, just been making sure the chores are done, that Oz has his homework space all set up for when he comes back, and that dinner is ready for when you get home. It’s because they’re men, and they’re intimidated by a woman in power.”
You put your phone on speaker so you can put it down and finish making the dough while listening to Ally talk. She was definitely not going to be in a pleasant mood when she comes home. You both say your goodbyes to each other, and she warns you again about what would happen if there was a mess in her kitchen.
You finish kneading the dough and put it on the baking tray, shape it, drizzle olive oil over it and then a light sprinkling of coarse sea-salt before letting it rest; you’d put it in the oven when Ozzy got home so it would be ready for when Ally returned.
Now was the mammoth task of tidying the kitchen up, you turned your music on and set to work. It must have been a few hours for you to tidy the kitchen up to a, hopefully, good standard because just as you turn the dishwasher on, you hear Ozzy yell out to you from the entryway.
“Hey kiddo! I’ll be at your homework space in a minute!” You call back, doing one final wipe down of the kitchen before you head to the dining room where his stuff is set up on the table. “How was school today, little dude?” You ruffle his hair as you take a seat next to him, smiling as he lets out an exaggerated sigh “WELL… It was okay! The teacher was real nice and said that my grades are good too!” You grin and kiss his head “your momma is going to be so proud of you, buddy. I’m proud of you too! See? Sometimes studying does help.” He rolls his eyes but gives you a small smile before asking for help to do some of his math homework.
Time got away from you and before you knew it, Ally was walking in the front door. You blanched realising you had forgotten to put the bread in the oven when Ozzy got home. You excuse yourself and run to the kitchen hoping Ally wouldn’t notice you; you put the bread in the oven and rush to the entryway to meet your girlfriend, your cheeks red from running. “Welcome home, baby.” You kiss both her cheeks before taking her bag and coat, hanging them up by the door. “Why’re your cheeks so flushed? Have you been touching yourself without my permission again?”
You coughed slightly and looked at Ally then down at the ground before meeting her gaze again. “No, no baby I- I haven’t. I…forgot to put the bread in the oven when Ozzy got home so I had to run and do it now and I know you like fresh bread with dinner and it was supposed to be all ready for you now but the bread won’t be and-“ You force yourself to choke back the cry of pain that comes when Ally slaps you hard across the face, you catch yourself so you don’t fall and look at Ally, holding your face. “It sounds like nothing but excuses to me. You had all day to get the bread baked and you left it until the last minute to cook it? Then have the audacity to blame it on my son?” She laughs and grabs your face, forcing you closer to her “I expect so little of you and you still manage to disappoint.”
“Moms? Are you guys okay?” Ally yells back that everything is fine before returning her attention back to you “this is far from being over.” She gives you a hard kiss before pulling back and heading to the dining room to see her son. You watch her for a few moments before heading to the kitchen to serve dinner, “we’re having dinner in the lounge tonight, baby! A treat for Ozzy’s good grades.” You take her plate and Oz’s then head to the lounge, passing them their respective plates before you leave to get your own.
You go to turn around but feel yourself pushed harder into the counter, and a hot breath in your ear “look how tidy that kitchen is, baby. At least you kept to your word. Pour me a glass of wine, yes? You may have one too.” She presses a kiss to the back of your neck before returning to the lounge.
You pour two glasses of wine and take them to the lounge, handing one to Ally and putting your own on the table before heading back to the kitchen. The bread timer dings so you take it out of the oven, slicing a few pieces and putting them onto a side plate; you grab your own plate of food and make your way to the lounge to finally sit down and eat. You put the side plate of bread on the table, “the bread finally finished, sorry for it taking so long.”
Oz looks at Ally for permission to see if she’ll let him eat both pieces, she nods and within minutes the bread is gone. He excuses himself and goes to play on his videogame console, leaving you and Ally alone. You take a big sip of your wine and move to get up “Sit. Down.” You sit back down and stare straight ahead, too afraid to make eye-contact with Ally. “Take the dishes to the kitchen and leave them in the sink, and then you will come to our bedroom. Don’t make me wait any longer.” She kisses your cheek before getting up and heading to your bedroom. You take a breath to centre yourself before taking the empty plates to the kitchen, rinsing the plates, and leaving them in a tidy pile in the sink.
You dry your hands off before all but running to the bedroom, closing the door behind you. You turn to face Ally then drop your gaze. “I- I came as quickly as I could.” She hums in response before pushing you against the door, wrapping her fingers around your throat “I am going to give my Ozzy another fucking sibling whether you like it or not.” You grab her wrist with both of yours to try and get her to loosen her grip but all she does is dig her nails in. “No- no Ally, baby please. I- I don’t want to- to be pregnant. Please. There has to be another-“
She slaps you hard before grabbing your face, forcing your gaze back to her, she leans in with her teeth bared. “Do you want to end up like Ivy, huh? If you don’t do this, I’d be very careful with what you eat and drink. I wouldn’t want you to be poisoned or anything.” You whimpered and bit your bottom lip nervously, you looked into her eyes to see if there was even a sliver of her just messing around but there was none. You shook your head again and whispered out “No- No Ally you- you can’t threaten me like that! You’re a senator! And- and Ozzy sees me as his mom too!”
Ally laughs coldly, her free hand moving to caress your cheek gently “You really think anyone would listen to you? You may have been the town’s sweetheart growing up, you may still even fool some… But baby…” She says softly, moving to whisper in your ear, teeth grazing your earlobe gently. “If they heard the disgusting noises you make when I’m fucking you from behind… How pathetically you moan ‘oh Madam Senator! Harder! Please!’… They wouldn’t give a shit about what you had to say.”
You couldn’t help the way your breath caught at her words, nor could you stop yourself from arching your hips into hers; she knew the effect she had on you even if you didn’t verbalise it. “God you are easy. I’ll be gagging you so Ozzy doesn’t hear how pathetic you are. I’ll tell him I’m having an important work call so he doesn’t disturb us. You better be stripped and on the bed how I like you before I get back, understood?” You nod your head slightly then she lets you go so you can get ready for her.
Ally opens the door and leaves, not even looking back at you which you were thankful for because it meant she couldn’t see the tears in your eyes. You remove your clothing, fold them neatly and put them on the dresser before getting on the bed, moving to the centre you get on your hands and knees, letting your head fall forward “why the fuck do I stay…”
“Because outside of me, you have nothing. That’s why.” You flinch at her words, not daring to move any more than you already have. “Al- Ally I didn’t mean-“ She scoffs, closing the door and locking it before making her way over to you, dragging her hand over your exposed ass where she then delivers a harsh smack, the sound bouncing around the room. “Of course not. You never mean anything you say, do you babygirl?” You clench your jaw hard and shake your head slightly, mumbling something. A shocked gasp falls from your lips as your head is pulled back, Ally’s breath hot against your ear “what did I say about talking under your breath, angel?”
Your tongue darted out to wet your lips before you spoke quietly “I- I- When- When I say I love you… I mean it.” Ally hums in acknowledgement, letting go of your hair as she smooths it down again. She presses wet kisses to your back, every so often biting a mark into it as she lays claim to you once more. She hooks her fingers in the waistband of your panties and pulls them down to your knees, running her tongue slowly through your folds. You let out a breathy moan before biting down hard on your bottom lip when Ally delivers another harsh blow to your ass. “Time for the gag it seems. If you can’t keep that filthy mouth of yours shut when I’m barely touching you, I would hate to hear the sounds you make while I fuck a child into you.”
Despite the venom in her voice, you felt yourself get rather wet at her words, the shame of being heard making a moan did more to you than you would like to admit. You knew your relationship with the Senator was no longer healthy, she had control over every aspect of your life, and you had let her because you were so deeply in love with her. She drew you in, but not like a moth to a flame, no, she drew you in like a viper waiting to strike, lulling you in to a false sense of security before delivering the killing blow.
“Open.” You open your mouth so Ally can secure the gag in place, making sure it isn’t loose nor too tight. She presses a kiss to your temple before running her hand down your back as she makes her way behind you “you hear that? That’s the wonderful sound of silence.” She laughs and shakes her head “not that you talk an awful lot anyway. Not anymore.” You let out a muffled growl before a strangle cry of pain when you feel a searing pain shoot through you, Ally having delivered her hardest blow yet. “You are not some wild animal. If you keep that up, you can fucking sleep outside with the rest of them.”
You shake your head quickly before stilling when you feel the tip of her strap rub against you, her hands having a firm grip on your hips. “That’s what I thought, angel.” You grind back against her, your desperation for her to just fuck you increasing with each passing moment, it had been days since she had touched you. Ally leans over you, her teeth grazing the side of your neck “I would ask you to beg but… Well, you’re not in the position to which is a shame…” She bites down hard as she eases her cock into you, her nails digging into your soft skin.
She releases your skin from between her teeth, soothing the angry spot with her tongue. Ally pulls out slightly before slamming back in, slowly building up a steady rhythm; soon the bedroom was filled with the sound of slick skin hitting slick skin, Ally’s breathy grunts making your cunt even more wet. Your hands ball up in fists in the duvet, saliva leaking from around the gag and dripping down your chin. Ally laughs and pushes down between your shoulders until only your ass is in the air, allowing her to just fuck you into the mattress. “You are a messy little thing, aren’t you baby?”
You let out a muffle moan, rocking back into Ally as she fucks you harder, racking her nails down your sides until tiny red beads form in their wake. “I knew you’d come around to this, angel. I knew you’d be okay with me fucking a baby into you. You’re- fuck… you’re going to look so good pregnant.” You try letting out an angered cry but all that comes out is an incoherent mess, Ally smacking your ass hard in response. She tilts her head back and groans, pumping into you harder as she tips over the edge. “Fuck- Fuck you’re tak- taking me so well.”
You were glad that she made sure you two weren’t going to be disturbed, because the thought of someone seeing you being fucked into the mattress by Ally with her cock was not something you wanted. She loved threatening you with having someone watch though, talking about how they would be able to see how desperate you are for her to fuck your cunt and fill you with her strap. The way you writhe under her until her hand has a death-grip on your throat. She never played any music while taking you, she wanted you to be able to hear yourself, hear how wet you are for her, how it sounds as she takes you, how your moans sound, how her own breathing changes as she fucks you. She wanted that to be the only sound that would captivate your attention.
She collapsed ontop of you, her hips lazily rocking into you as she rides out her high, she slips a hand underneath you and rubs hard circles on your clit, enjoying the way you writhe under her. “That’s it- that’s it, my little slut. Come for you Senator.” You feel tears prick in your eyes as she doesn’t relent, she knows that you’re sensitive to direct contact and this was just too much. She grazes her nail lightly over it and your body stills, your eyes squeezing closed tightly, tears still escaping as you feel yourself crash. Ally lightens up her pressure until you’ve come down, “my messy girl.” She presses kisses to your back. “You make me proud, messy girl. Going to be such a good baby mama for me.”
Other than the witches of course, what characters would you really like to see again?
I’d love to see some sort of follow-up to Cult since the ending hinted at Ally being part of SCUM and she’s got political power now. That definitely has potential for another plot.
I still think they wasted a great opportunity to have Satan Mary Eunice show up and talk to Michael, and I’m sad that we didn’t see Nora in the Murder House, but now that the antichrist plotline is resolved (for the moment, at least?) I doubt we ever will. But it would be interesting to see Billie Dean interact with some other ghosts, like at the Roanoke house. All the spirits of the cast members are trapped there now too.
Other than characters actually showing up again, Kit and Jimmy both have kids and grandkids running around somewhere out there in this universe, so it would be really awesome if they just casually slid in a reference to them.
And then, of course, there’s Lana Winters. We gotta make sure she’s still alive and kicking XD
