#beyoncé

[derorakeisha]

[monacofiles]

if mirepoix was destiny’s child, onion would be beyoncé

[lissendontjudge]

[phantomseez]

[echovilles]

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top!exgf!beyoncé x bottom!exgf!blkfem!reader

— contents: MDNI 18+, g!p, age gap (R: mid 20s, B: late 30s), cheating, cunnilingus, fingering, hair gripping, unprotected p in v sex.

— synopsis: After seeing her with her now fiancée two weeks ago, your ex-girlfriend, Beyoncé, showed up to your house at 2AM because she couldn't stop thinking about you…

— ♫: 2AM by sza, toxic by kehlani, & everytime by ariana grande

— word count: 2.3k

— a/n: 100 followers!! thank you guys for all the love :') i hope you guys love this one!! it's based off carrie and big from sex and the city (if you know then you know lol), i wanted to try and dive into toxic shit even though my nervous system wouldn't be able to handle this shit irl LMAO. lmk what you guys think :)

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⏾⋆.˚ why oh why does god keep bring me back to you? ⏾⋆.˚

. . .

It had been two weeks since you and Beyoncé ran into each other with her now fiancée. When she introduced you to her fiancée, she didn't mention that the two of you used to date… she called you an old friend. The two of you had been in an on and off relationship with each other for two years, it had always been complicated, one minute she was emotionally unavailable and then the next she was crawling back to you when she realized what she had wasn't hers anymore. She'd even told you that she had no interest in getting married. It wasn't until she'd finally broken it off because you wanted more out of her than what she was already giving and she couldn't seem to commit. It honestly felt like a slap in the face that she was now engaged to some girl she'd known in such a short span of time and that she'd called you an "old friend" instead of saying what you both used to actually be. Seeing them together fucked with your head and made you feel like what the two of you had was nothing. The memory honestly still lingered in your head two weeks later. 

. . .

It was 2AM and a notification goes off on your phone, waking you out of your sleep, It was Beyoncé…

Beyoncé: you up?

You: no.

Beyoncé: you somehow managed to text me back though…?

You: just leave me alone beyoncé… it's 2 in the fucking morning…

Beyoncé: i need to talk to you :(

You didn't respond for two minutes.

Beyoncé: hello???

Beyoncé: i'm outside, baby.

You: okay, now you're fucking with me… and i'm not your baby… you're engaged, remember?

You checked out your bedroom window to see if she was telling the truth… she was indeed outside, waiting in her car.

You: bey wtf??? go home…

Beyoncé: i wanna see you… and it's cold out here.

You: then go home.

You soon heard your doorbell ring causing you to sit up. Rolling your eyes, you sat there for a minute, you knew that this was gonna end the way this always does. You reluctantly made your way downstairs and turned on the living room light. Your hand was now at the door knob of your front door, you hesitated for a minute but proceeded to unlock the door and open it. There she was, standing there, looking at you with satisfaction in her eyes. Beyoncé knew she could get you right where she wanted when she wanted. 

"Hi…" she cooed, looking at you with a soft expression. "Hi." you said cut and dry, trying to come off as bitchy so she could leave you alone, but your eyes said otherwide. As much as you wanted to cave in, you knew that if you did, that toxic cycle would just start all over again.

Beyoncé then shut the door behind her and stepped towards you, making you step back. She stood there, analyzing you for a second. "I-" 

"What do you want from me…? You're texting me and coming to my house at two in the goddamn morning while your fiancée is probably sleeping in your bed right now… so what the FUCK do you want from me?" your voice now raised, frustration now filling your eyes. 

Beyoncé was taken a back from how you just came at her. "Y/N just hear me out for a second…" she now had a desperate look in her eyes… she took another step forward, making you once again take a step back. "I thought I told you to go ho—" "Y/N I made a mistake. I can't stop thinking about you… ever since we saw each other that day, you've just been on my mind… I miss you." she cuts you off. 

You stood there frozen, not believing what you were currently hearing. She'd never been this vulnerable with you before, when the two were together it seemed as if she would tell you things you wanted to hear, making her words feel empty. You felt like you were about to cave in, letting her back into your life but then you quickly snapped back to reality. "I'm not falling for your shit again Bey…" you mumbled, your face began to grow hot and your body began to feel numb. Beyoncé walked closer to you but this time you stood still, there was now a small gap between the two of you. Her hand was now reaching for your face, she set her fingers under your chin and lifted to your face a bit to bring your eyes to hers. You had to admit to yourself that you missed her touch, it honestly brought chills down your spine being in physical contact with her again. 

"Y/N… I love you…" she admitted to you, now eager for a response from you. Those three words made your heart slam against your chest, she'd never said those words to you during the time of your relationship. Your mind began to spiral, all you could think was... why now? After leaving you and then getting engaged to another woman... why would she admit that she loves you now? Tears began to form in your eyes. You swiped her hand away from your face, "Fuck you." you spat at her, now crying out of sadness and anger. "You now wanna admit your feelings when you don't have me anymore? I thought I was just an 'old friend'… Fuck you Beyoncé!" you were now sobbing, all of your emotions from the past two weeks that were bottled up all came flooding over now. 

"Baby, I'm sorry… I didn't know what to think in the moment—" she tried explaining herself but was then met with force against her body because you were pushing her away, "Fuck you." you grunted. Beyoncé then pulled you in with both of her arms, now restraining you from trying to attack her again. You tried to fight her off but her hold was too powerful… you then accepted defeat, and slowly melted into her. Your face was now buried into her hoodie, sobbing. She began to hug you and brush her hand against your hair, trying to calm you down. 

You cries began to simmer, you brought your face out of her chest to look at her again. "Why do you keep doing this to me?" you asked her. She didn't say a word, not being able to find the words. She then brought her face into yours closing the gap, pressing a soft kiss on your lips then pulling away to look at you again. You didn't reciprocate at first, feeling guilty because she had someone at home. Her eyes were very convincing though, you'd never seen her like this before and she became harder to resist. Impulsively, you closed the gap kissed her, your arms now wrapping around her neck and bringing her head in closer with your right hand. Your guilt started to take over again, you pulled away from her face. "Stop, we can't do this…" you mumbled. "Don't fight this Y/N… just let me show you that I love you… please, baby…" she cooed, then brought you in to kiss you again, making you cave in. 

The kiss was passionate, you'd always enjoyed kissing her when you two were together but this time it was different. Her tongue then entered your mouth, wanting to feel yours against hers. She pulled away from you, her mind was now hazy and so was yours. "Take me to your room." she demanded. You hesitated for a moment, you knew that you were gonna regret this later on but you didn't care. If anything, you missed her too, even before seeing her that day. You complied, grabbed her hand and led the way to your room. 

Making it into your room, you sat on the edge of you bed and was now looking up at Beyoncé, who was now looking down at you. Her right hand was now reaching for your cheek, her thumb made its way into your mouth and you sucked on it causing you to hum. The way you were looking into her eyes and the way your tongue felt on her thumb made her body heat up and her dick get hard. She wanted to show you how much she loved you and that she was sorry for her wrong doings. Her thumb now exited your mouth, brushing your lips. You then leaned into her hand, showing her how much you missed this. She then moved her hand away and gently pushed you down on the bed, you propped yourself up so you could still see her. Kneeling down, she began to rub your thighs… bringing chills all over your body. She then reached for your panties and pulled them off then started to kiss your thighs, kissing each side with care. The sensation started to overwhelm you, making your pussy throb and grow wet. You had to admit that to yourself that you missed this, despite the messy relationship you had with her, the sex was always amazing. If anything, she made you feel the most special in bed.

When she was done kissing your right thigh, she lifted your night shirt to reveal your arousal, glistening in the moonlight. You started to breathe heavy, anticipating her to take care of your aching core. She began to kiss around your pussy, making you become even more needy "Please…" you whimpered. "Be patient with me, babygirl." she replied. She kissed your slit, you whined, wanting her to just dive in already. Beyoncé then used her fingers to spread your pussy and then flicked her tongue on your clit. "Fuck, Bey!" you cried out, now reaching your right hand out for her hair. She let out a grunt feeling your hold on her, she'd always love it when you gripped on her hair for support. Her middle and ring fingers were then inserted inside you while still eating you out, stroking them in and out before curling them to find your spot that she's always hit before. "You're just as sweet as I remembered…" she purred. Your moans became louder, her focus being on your clit and your g-spot at the same time made your orgasm want to arrive faster. Beyoncé quickened her pace of your clit causing your walls to grip tighter around her fingers. "Come for me baby, I know you can…" she encouraged. That cause you to tremble under her touch and you ended up squirting on her. 

Beyoncé then licked around your pussy to clean up the mess you made, savoring the taste of you. She then crawled on top of you on the bed, now straddling you. Leaning in, she kissed you on your lips so you could taste yourself and then inserted her cum coated fingers to your mouth for you to clean off. "You missed me, didn't you?" slightly teasing you, she chuckled to herself. "Shut up…" you giggled. Beyoncé then got off the bed for a second to take her hoodie, exposing her black bra. Then she took off her sweatpants and underwear along with her slides, when she stood up, her arousal was now exposed. You looked down at her dick and then her eyes, she had that look in her eyes like she was ready to take you down. You reached for your night shirt and you were now fully naked. 

Beyoncé came back to the bed, she spread your legs exposing you then crawled over you again. Leaning in, she took time to focus on your tits, latching her mouth on one nipple and kneading the other causing you to let out a soft moan, then proceeded doing the same with the opposites. Once she was done, she went to kiss you once again then sat up to take her dick and rubbing the tip on your clit gently causing you to shiver and for Bey to moan. Then she slowly inserted herself into you, her thickness filled you, making you lose your breath. You'd already know how she felt inside you but the sensation never got old. "You're so tight and wet for me babygirl." she whispered to you. Her strokes were slow at first but then she picked up the pace finding her rhythm. You slightly moved your head to the side, shutting your eyes but then felt her hand gripping your face, turning it to her "I want you to look at me, open your eyes." she demanded while grunting. Your eyes met hers and that only made Beyoncé quicken her pace, her pelvic area now slamming into yours. You then wrapped your arms around her, bringing her closer to you. Her hand made is way from your face now gripping your neck. Your whimpers grew louder in her ear, you felt yourself about to come again and she felt like she was about to as well. The grip of your pussy tightened around her dick cause her rhythm to mess up. Once again, you came, coating her dick with your juices. You were trembling under her but that didn't stop her from stroking because she was now about to come too. Her pace then stopped, her body started to jerk and rough moans started leaving her mouth. She took her pulsating dick, pulling out of you slowly and came on your stomach. 

Beyoncé then got off the top of you, went into your bathroom grabbing a rag and then cleaned you up. Soon after she laid back down, the both of you laid there trying to catch your breath. You realized what had just happened and the feeling of guilt took over. Once you caught your breath, you looked over to Beyoncé… she noticed the guilt in your eyes, "You should probably go home." 

tags: @beyyours @babythugga @soft4bey @mrcleanisbald77 @indigocrusaderlore @beyonceesstuff

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I need blue face and chrisean off the fcking internet talking some bigger then Beyonce and jayz bitch don’t speak on them tf?

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