If you ever feeling up to the task, I'd love to see your Rayaari take on this post by @justanormalhornygirl "Picture this: me on my stomach, only wearing some pretty panties and your tshirt, you are behind me with your thigh in between my legs, letting me grind on it and you can feel how wet I’m getting without you even touching me. You can hear my little pathetic needy whines and moans as it’s not enough, I need you to ruin me 😇"
jfkjjskaklhkjfhjdsahkjsjlkd FINE here you go. This is written no proof-nobeta/checker whatever. Rated M OBVS XD
Namaari never thought she’d have her Saturday night turn out like this.
Raya, wearing one of her band shirts she got last summer, sprawled out on her bed. Not only that, but grinding on Namaari’s thigh as she positioned it right between the girl’s legs. Her underwear soaked in her own cum, body burning now as she worked herself up into the state she was in. Absolutely begging to be fucked, grinding into the contact. The only point Namaari’s allowed her to touch, teasing her as she rubbed her need roughly into her skin. Wanting more of Namaari touching her, whimpering desperately into Namaari’s sheets.
Raya’s clothes were soaked, wet from the rain that hit on her way over here. Study date gone wrong (or more right) as they started off the evening with the sexual tension on a high as Namaari insisted she get into something more comfortable, somehow both of them agreeing that one of her long band tee’s was the way to go. Raya because she didn’t wanna make Namaari share anything more than the single article of clothing and Namaari because-...well…she’d be damned if she didn’t agree to Raya insisting on wearing that alone with just her underwear.
Hell, she’d imagined her in far less over the months of getting to know this ‘dragon nerd’. Where the hell had she been Namaari’s freshman and sophomore year of college, she wasn’t quite sure. But she took full advantage of their one shared class to reap the benefits of meeting up with Raya as often as possible. Study dates, hanging out before class, grabbing coffee with friends while we talk out the week’s assignments. A lame excuse, knowing both of them were past that stage of needing a ‘reason’ to see each other. But Namaari liked this game they were playing, the chase, the bantering and all those knowing little looks.
Namaari had worried it was one sided.
Clearly that was just not so.
“Unf..maari..” Raya whined, hips lifting and then falling back down.
Slow.
Methodical.
Namaari knowing Raya was digging deeper, trying to reach her clit.
“I want you..” she hissed, “please..”
Namaari smirked, giving her a preview. Bending down to roll her hip down into her backside, not before taking a nice grip of her side, using it to pull Raya back as she ground into her. Paying special detail into the way she moaned, especially when Namaari’s lips graced her ears. Breathing hotly on her skin.
“Anhf..-” Raya grunted, jerking back, “yes-...!”
Namaari chuckled, “damn..baby, you want it?”
“Y-yes…!”
“How badly?” Namaari cooed, slipping back then, tracing her finger around her sopping cunt. Just enough to see her squirm.
“Hard..fuck me..so hard..” Raya whined, gripping the sheets tight enough that Namaari swore they would tear, “I want you to ruin me..”
Namaari exhaled, hiding a moan as the words washed over her. Taking her finger then, pulling her underwear and down in one fluid motion. Seeing her bare then, ready and soaked, eager for Namaari’s fingers to claim them as rough as she had begged her to be. Namaari trailing a single digit along her entrance, collecting her cum carefully on her fingertip before bringing it to her mouth. Sucking it clean, letting her taste coat her tongue.
“You’re fucking delicious..”
“What did you say?”
Namaari felt like her entire brain had been smacked back to reality. Dizzy, the world off and tilted until she realized she was not about to devour Raya’s sweet cunt but actually staring at the pages of a book. More so a single page of a book, which she had been staring at for some time not taking any of the readings in as she was caught up in a sexual encounter with the woman sitting opposite her.
Completely opposite at that.
Raya, who sat on the couch in her dorm room while Namaari had been lying down in her own bed. One on the left side, one on the right. Raya was clearly several pages ahead of her and now waiting for Namaari to read her portion of the section they were on. Waiting, eyebrow raised curiously as Namaari had definitely not said something even remotely close to what she was meant to say. Caught up in her imagination (again unfortunately) of Raya and her in a much better position.
“Ah..what?” Namaari spat out, stupidly.
“What did you say?” Raya repeated, her eyes locked on Namaari.
“Nothing…?” Namaari lied.
“Yeah you did?!” Raya scoffed and Namaari’s face flushed, knowing she had not only said the damn words but that Raya had definitely heard it.
“I….um…I..-” Namaari began, scrambling to find a way out of this conversation.
No, what Namaari imagined didn’t happen.
Well-...not quite at least.
Yeah, Raya had come over. Yes, she had been soaked to the bone and had changed into Namaari’s band tee and the two had been eye-fucking each other all night. But- that was the extent of it. Raya took her place opposite Namaari and they began reading and, like the creative little bug it was, her brain decided that reading was far too boring and was now caught in the act of imagining doing a lot more than studying with Raya.
I mean-? I’m sure she didn’t know exactly what Namaari was thinking about.
“It’s nothing-” Namaari lied, “anyways, what part are we on-...I got sidetracked..”
Raya smirked, closing her book.
“Sidetracked huh?” she teased, getting up and walking the space towards Namaari’s couch and bed. Plopping down next to her before taking the book away from her hand and tossing it on the floor. “What’s got your mind distracted?” she asked, inching closer with a mischievous grin.
Namaari’s ears burned red, flustered at Raya’s closeness.
“I said nothing!” Namaari laughed, “just-”
“That I’m fucking delicious?” Raya spoke, amused, her voice light as she moved ever closer.
Namaari’s face went completely red then, matching her ears.
Guess Raya definitely knew what she was thinking?
“Okay-...how did-?”
“You honestly think I don’t notice how you look at me, dep la..how I can practically feel how bad you wanna touch me?” Raya teased, lightly pushing Namaari back on the bed as she slowly crawled over her. Eyes watching her like a predator, a complete opposite of the mental image Namaari had where Raya was the one beneath her. Absolutely at her mercy, begging for it, while Namaari was going to ‘ruin’ her.
However, it seemed Namaari got it wrong.
Definitely wrong.
Excitingly…wrong..
Raya was going to ruin her, in all the best ways.
“So you figured me out huh?” Namaari husked, biting her lower lip as Raya lifted her band tee up and off her body. Revealing all that glorious skin she had wanted to see so badly for months now, but in a different scenario. Watching with excitement as Raya dragged her hands down Namaari's body and to her pants, undoing them tediously.
“You’re not as slick as you think you are, Maari~” she said with a devilish grin, sinking down between Namaari’s legs while effortlessly tugging her pants and underwear down as well. Purposefully poking her tongue out to wet her lips, “but don’t worry-..I can help with that..”
Me after watching Dragons and Rise and Shine back to back: I love them, I’m a bit emotional right now :’)
Me after realizing that Hanzo and Mei share similar positions in certain camera angles, and especially how they both honor their loved ones in their animated shorts, and ESPECIALLY the similar mixture of somber and joyful music in their respective shorts:
