note; i think this is my first dark fic. someone requested for mizu and im writing for her, a lot of you also requested for more amab ellie so thats great, gonna write for her too!
tw; gettin' fucked while blacked out, dont like dont read
you consider yourself a freak. always open to try other things, in bed too. of course, you’ve had this talk with your girlfriend multiple times, assuring one ‘s own boundaries—the dos and don’ts.
and you gave her the green light to her fucking you while you’re sleeping, or when you’re unconscious, or what.
that includes now; you, on the couch, blacked out. from drinking with your girlfriend who’s a lil tipsy, too.
but you just look so good with your flushed cheeks, half-lidded eyes peering over the cup you’re bringing up to your mouth to talk to her, your lips forming a smile. add the atmosphere you two have created?
caitlyn is yearning. she yearns to be between your legs. she wants your taste on her tongue. she wants you to feel you weakly pawing at her head whilst she’s abusing your clit.
“not there, baby,” you whine out, weak attempts at pushing her off of you don’t work.
she gives you no attention, only looking up at you for a second to see your already fucked-out expression. “hands to yourself, darling. i’m trying to make you feel good. don’t you feel good?”
caitlyn gives your clit a suck, slipping her tongue inside your cunt once your fingers dig themselves on her scalp; your whimpers, rugged whispers of her name, babbles of everything and nothing.
you might be drunk out of your mind, but your body feels the pleasure—you’re writhing and thrashing against her hold on you. you keep nodding out. the sight of caitlyn eating you out keeps flashing in your mind.
caitlyn doesn’t hesitate to put two fingers in you when she feels your clit twitch on her tongue, immediately curling them to prod that sweet spot of yours.
“ohh, yeah,” she drags out her words, looking up to see you basically drooling on yourself, so unaware of your surroundings and what’s happening to you, “you feel so good, yeah?”
cailyn stands up, not before giving your cunt a peck. she settles beside you, with her digits still buried in your pussy—kissing the side of your neck, slowly, but thoroughly fucking you with her long slender fingers.
you’re mumbling, unable to form coherent sentences, and caitlyn’s kissing you at the same time.
she’s getting off on this; your image, your sounds, it all sends shockwaves to her own needy cunt.
you don’t notice but you’re cumming around her fingers, legs shaking, your head lolling to the side, leaving cait to suck and bite and kiss your exposed neck.
“mfeel’s good, baby,” you mumble tiredly.
