#emma nolan

[sonnysideao3]

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Emma Nolan has a crush. Victoria Javadi decides to be generous and share...just this once. Cassie McKay has the (jaw) workout of her life.

I'm the first person in the Emma Nolan/Cassie McKay/Victoria Javadi tag and I feel on top of the world.

this is 3,5k words and I wrote it without stopping even once.

[nllanver]

𓂋 ⠀baby hotline ꒰ emma nolan ꒱ ◌ 𓈒 ꕀ

phone sex ノ fingering (e receiving) ノ dirty talking (?) ノ not proofread (yet)

Being an ER doctor meant sometimes staying away for days in a random medical convention Dr Robby chose to send you, it was routine by now. What wasn’t was leaving your sweet girlfriend Emma behind, you missed her dearly every day you were apart.

You’ve been in Philadelphia for two days now, only one more to go of the probably most boring convention of your life, you couldn’t wait to be back home with your girlfriend by tomorrow night. You had just left the shower, your hair was still slightly damp and the clock marked 9PM when your phone rang on the bedside, it was Emma, you smiled softly.

“Hey baby” you spoke in the gentlest voice you could and waited for an answer that took quite some seconds, Emma only breathed at first before her answer came a bit shaky “hey..”, your eyebrows furrowed, was she okay? “Are you okay? Do you feel sick?”

You heard the girl swallow clearly on the other side before something close to a pant came from her “Emma?” You called again, getting a bit worried, was your girlfriend sick? Why was she calling you and not 991? The line was silent for a bit more before Emma spoke again in a half moan “baby… I miss you so much”

Your whole body locked up at the moment that sweet sound hit your ear, oh… you smirked to yourself before cracking open a wine bottle, pouring yourself a bit and sitting by the bed as you heard Emma moan and pant more clearly on the other side “what are you doing princess?”

No answer came on the first seconds, just a full on whine before Emma’s shaky voice cut through “missin’ you… touching myself”, her words wavered by the end, clearly shy, how adorable. You chuckled on the phone and sipped from your whine glass “can you tell me what you’re doing baby?”

Emma sighed on the other side, fingers spreading her wet folds as she circled her puffy clit, face buried on your pillow on her side to smell your scent but also using it to keep the phone close to her ear “I have… two fingers rubbing my clit” her voice was shaky and you swallowed hard on the other side, getting turned on by the mere thought of it “yeah? Are you now? What a needy girl”

Your words made Emma moan again, swallowing hard as she fastened her fingers “I just… miss you so much, want you touching me” she cried on the other line, fingers tentatively sliding lower to press against her aching whole, wishing it was you right now, fingering her warm pussy in that way only her girlfriend knew how to do.

“I know baby” you spoke on the other side, wine making your body grow hotter and your mind dizzy as Emma whined on the phone against your ear “but you can be a good girl and relieve yourself yeah? I’m right here”. Emma nodded even tho you couldn’t see before a high pitched sound left her throat as she finally entered herself, biting her lower lip.

“what are you doing now? Keep talking pretty girl” you cooed again, feeling completely blind without being able to see whatever filthy thing Emma was doing now, you swore if you close your eyes tight enough you could imagine her greedy pussy around your fingers, the her voice came again, half moaned and half shaky “I’m so tight… I wish it was you”

You were sure you had just entered heaven by now, melting against the bed, heavy breathing as your glass of whine was long forgotten, all you could think about was Emma back home, probably sprawled on your bed and fingering herself thinking of you “yeah, I bet you’re so tight.. gosh I miss your warm cunt”. Your words elicited another moan from the girl on the other side of the line.

Emma was wasted by now, sweat pooling on her forehead as she thrusted her fingers deeper inside her soaked pussy, trying to hit that spot you always did so well, but was quite hard by herself “baby I really need you..” her orgasm was so close as she cried on the phone, tears swelling up on her eyes as she fastened the curling of her fingers as much as she could, picturing you over her, your warm fingers bullying her cunt restlessly and teasing her puffy bud.

You groaned a bit, messed up on the other side as you could hear the wet sounds of Emma’s pussy all the way back in your bedroom, driving you insane. “C’mon babydoll, you can do it, be a good girl and cum for me, I want to hear you”. Emma whole body shivered and your words were like lightening a firework, orgasm crashed down hard over her shaky body, your name spilling like a prayer from her lips as she could feel her aching hole squeeze around her digits, having a taste of what you probably felt every time you made her tip over.

A smirk rosed on your lips again as you heard your girlfriend come over the phone being guided by just your voice, the power of it? Insane. You cleaned your throat and ran a hand through your hair before speaking again “you did so good, now be a perfect girl like you are and wait for me tomorrow night, I’ll give all this needy pussy wants from me”. You turned the call off before Emma could even answer, making a painful whine leave her throat as she stares at the ceiling, still blissed in that post-orgasm haze, body boneless and she wondered how long tomorrow would take to arrive already.

hey bbys! As promised here’s the phone sex with Emma cause it’s just 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 had so much fun writing this one, hope you guys like!! It’s so good being back after my sick weeks ;)

[nubivagant-storm]

Hi! Do you have any songs that remind you of babyshark? And separately Emma and Brendon?

Im not going to lie, I don't listen to a lotttt of romantic songs. However, for Emma I think she would like Doechii. A personal head canon and maybe not entirely realistic. However, Doechii truly does encapsulate the black girl experience. Hence why I love her so much. Specifically this song:

For Brendon, I have no freaking clue what 40 yo white men listen too 😭

[nolantoslover]

Whitaker and santos hold a listening party for the new Pheobe bridgers album which includes :

the pittlings

all of the nurses

any woman who has been insulted by robby

the night ends with Emma making out with santos and Javadi’s phone being taken away to stop her calling her parents and crying at them

[yuripittpilled]

cassie working two fingers into emma’s soaking pussy hard, curling them in the way that makes the woman beneath her keen with every stroke, cassie above her, braced on her free arm, grinning down at her

tell me how it feels babygirl, smiles wider when emma manages to open her eyes long enough to properly stare up at cassie, then it’s her babbling mixed with with the increasingly wet sounds from between her legs, so good cassie, feels so good, please don’t stop

[venvslux]

chapter 10 sneak peek!

— READ RUST ON AO3 TO GET CAUGHT UP!

“Do you hear yourself? She's 23. You're a fucking doctor, you know she doesn't even have her frontal lobe fully developed!” “That's a debunked fucking myth!” He wasn't one to yell, but his rage felt like it was swelling under the surface. “You, Ava, and even fucking mom can have these talks behind my back about me but never come to me. I told Ava, in confidence, that I was worried about our age gap because of exactly what you're doing!” “What I'm doing? You're dating someone almost half your age and you're worried about my reaction?!” “Because you helped raise me and now you see me as some fucking predator like your shitty ex-husband! Not everyone is like him! Some of us have genuine connections with people instead of wanting to sexually assault younger women!” Lana stood quietly. Her eyes were wide as she stared at him. Of course their mother told him the reason for this divorce. Of course Lana never considered that his secrets weren't the only ones being shared amongst them. “Lana, I'm sorry. I really am, but I'm not him and it's fucked up for you to treat every single man like they are. You have always painted me like the bad guy since your first boyfriend. I'm paying for the sins of some dumb fuck I didn't even get to know? Do you see how stupid that sounds? Do you see how shitty that makes me feel? Have always felt?” She said nothing still. He knew that the words about her ex still stung, but he didn't regret them. He refused to take back the truth, even if it did hurt. “I never wanted you to be like those men.” It was the most honest thing she'd said to him in years. Brendon reworked his jaw before letting out a soft laugh. “You think telling me I'm going to be lonely and divorced before I'm 25 is what keeps me from being like the men who broke your heart?”

[sonnysideao3]

Cassie bent down at the knees slightly as she leant over Emma from behind. The girl was sitting in the break-room, scrolling on her phone and chewing on a way too dry granola bar. She nearly choked when she turned, saw piercing blue eyes staring at her, and felt a stray red hair tickle her neck.

“You’ve got a bit of a crush, don’t you, sweet thing?”

Emma’s eyes widened, and Cassie’s expression, if possible, got even more smug. She rose to her full height and watched Emma push herself away from the table, and scramble to stand up.

The young nurse backed herself against the counter, “wh- me? I mean, Dr. McKay-…”

She sighed, defeated, “just a little one, yeah. Sorry.”

Cassie bit her lip, considered. Almost whispered, “it’s ok.”

Emma watched, hypnotized as Cassie moved towards her. Reached past Emma to open a cabinet like she wasn’t even there, whole body stretching over her.

Emma flitted her gaze away from a strip of skin at the doctor’s pale hip.

“Coffee?” Cassie asked.

Emma nodded mutely. Finished her snack embarrassingly loudly. And way too fast.

Cassie didn’t acknowledge her again until she was handing her a mug, fixed just the way she liked it. How - ?

Their fingers brushed.

“The bad news for you is that I’m spoken for, but -

she got closer again to bring her lips to Emma’s ear,

“my girl’s pretty generous… I think we can negotiate a kiss. More, if you ask her real nice, yeah?”

She paused. Checked in with, “that interest you?” as she straightened herself. Took a scalding sip from *Emma’s* drink, before placing it back in her shaking hand.

Emma nodded quickly, flushed all the way to her chest.

She moved to leave, but Emma called after her, “wait!”

Cassie tsk’d over her shoulder, “Victoria’ll text you, kid.”

Oh. Holy shit.