you stumble back to the orphanage after narrowly escaping remy, fully exhausted. one of the other orphans catches you, and she gives you a hug, smiling through tears and saying she’s so happy you’re back. you hug her back, taking a deep breath.
you wake up the next morning and head off to pester bailey, like always. she doesn’t bother looking up, still scanning the paperwork in front of her. “I’m busy. get out.”
when you don’t answer, she looks up with an irritated expression, but her eyes go wide when she realizes it’s you. the expression disappears quickly, and she just shakes her head. “couldn’t stay away, could you?” but you know what she really means is, I’m glad you’re back.
“I’m okay, if you were wondering.”
“I wasn’t.”
“you put up missing posters for me, didn’t you?”
“don’t delude yourself. it was those other brats who insisted we keep an eye out.”
that’s a lie. bailey made sure to print at least 50 copies and saw to it that they were pasted across town.
“well... thanks.”
bailey looks like she’s going to snap at you, but she just exhales through her nose. “shut the door.”
you close it behind you, stepping closer to her desk. “on the way out, brat. unless you’re hungry for more punishment?”
you swallow thickly, stepping even closer.
“couldn’t get enough on the farm?” bailey smirks, grabbing you by the collar and hauling you forward.
“it wasn’t you.” you breathe out, and bailey’s grip tightens on your shirt. “shut up,” she says, and kisses you fiercely.
she tastes like cigarettes and whiskey, licking the inside of your mouth without abandon. your hands shake as you peel off your clothes. she lays you down on the desk, biting your shoulder, licking a stripe up your neck. your pussy throbs, and you let out a moan. you scramble for purchase on her shoulders. your legs instinctively wrap around her waist, and instead of shoving you off, she adjusts your thighs so they’re tightly wrapped around her.
you entwine your fingers and for once, she doesn’t let go. she squeezes tight, almost to the point of pain and presses her full body weight up against you. your cock presses up against her stomach, your tail flicking desperately.
you’re whimpering, sweet slick dripping between your thighs. bailey shoves her fingers in your mouth but you just suck, staring into her eyes. she yanks them out and moves her hand down to your cock, gripping it hard.
pussy slick drips down your legs and onto bailey’s crotch, the sight of which makes you gush pre-cum. she sucks air in through her teeth when she realizes how much more pre-cum and wetness you’re producing.
“you’re so fucking wet.” all for me, she thinks. “they must’ve milked you well on that farm.”
her free hand jerks you hard and fast. her hand is rough and calloused, enveloping the entirety of your dick with ease. she fondles your balls, watching amused as wetness drips from both sexes. untwining your fingers, bailey reaches for your hair, grabbing it and pulling so your face isn’t hidden by anything.
she mouths up your neck, kissing up your jawline. “but you came back. of course you did, because your body belongs to me.” she grabs your ass, hauling you so you’re grinding right against her pussy. “your first time, your pussy, your dick—all of it. your body was always mine.”
your pussy clenches on nothing at her words, but the ache between your legs matches the one in your chest.
“yours, ‘m yours,” you slur. bailey doesn’t correct you, shoving her tongue deep in your mouth.
bringing you to orgasm after orgasm, bailey even cums herself. it’s only in the hazy afterglow, when you’re lying spent on her desk, that she realizes she missed you.
something with f!bailey and rimming? don't care who's rimming who, surprise me
minors do NOT interact
surprise! I want to rim bailey
A/N: as much as I would want this to happen in canon, I really can’t think of any situations where Bailey would actually let you so I just made something up
TAGS: f!bailey x gn!pc; bailey is accidentally affected by plant aphrodisiacs; rimming (very explicit), fingering, masturbation, face-sitting
bailey made the mistake of going through your garden—presumably trying to find something to make profit off of, but instead found herself overwhelmed by the aphrodisiac properties of your plants. she tried to shove past you, to get the fuck out of there, but you told her you could help.
it took a lot of convincing and promises that you’d up your payment for next week, but it worked. so here you are in her office, with bailey lying her stomach, legs spread on her desk. it’s not a position you ever thought you’d be in.
“overwhelmed?” bailey says snarkily.
“a bit,” you whisper, running your finger beside her tight pucker. kissing one of bailey’s cheeks, you let your lips trail down, hovering above her hole. bailey grinds her ass against your face, and you feel your sex throb. you can smell the body soap still lingering on her skin from her morning shower.
“I don’t have all day. stop wasting my time or I’ll find a better use for you.”
“I’ll help, just...” you press a kiss to her hole, letting your eyes become hooded. “give me... a second.” you grab her ass, spreading it wide to expose her twitching hole.
bailey’s sharp exhale is all you need to hear. you dive in without restraint, licking at her hole. her sweet pucker sucks you in then spits you out, like it doesn’t know what to do with the sudden stimulation. it’s messy and dirty and so fucking hot.
“more,” she hisses, hips bucking against your tongue.
you reach over her thigh and starting rubbing at her clit, and bailey’s hole spasms around your tongue.
“fuck, bailey,” you moan.
you trace your fingers over her labia, letting the wetness coat your fingers. you rub harder at her clitoris in quick circles. at this point, you’re full on making out with her rim, feeling it quiver on your tongue. bailey’s body can’t seem to decide which way to grind—either into your mouth, or against your hand, so she just digs her hand against the corner of her desk, knuckles turning white.
bailey’s wetness—the smell of her slick reaches your nose and you go dizzy. you can’t help yourself, bringing your hand down and rubbing it against your sex, spreading bailey’s arousal against yourself. you buck forward with a gasp, then lean back to catch your breath.
“what the hell do you think you’re doing?” bailey snaps, grabbing you by the hair and shoving your face back into her ass. “get off to me on your own time.”
“s-sorry,” you whisper, but given how your sex is throbbing, you’re really not sorry at all.
bailey is rubbing her own clit now, fast and harsh. you let your fingers creep up beside them, and slip inside. there’s no resistance, bailey’s wetness pouring down your hand like a waterfall. bailey lets out a moan, pussy clamping down on your fingers. her cunt sucks hungrily, pulsating around you.
your eyes roll to the back of your head as you dream about getting off after this. the feeling of bailey still lingering on your tongue and fingers—it’s nearly orgasmic just thinking about it.
bailey can tell she’s lost your attention again, because she abruptly pulls away from you.
“what—?”
your fingers feel cold without her pussy around you. she hops off the desk, shoving you down onto it so you lie where she was. she swings her legs over you, so she’s straddling you, ass hovering above your face.
“maybe now you’ll pay attention, hm?” she smiles, and sits on your face.
I don't have an ask but I come to say hello (・∀・) You also got me soft for F!Bailey (◕ᴗ◕✿)
MDNI
hi! 🥺 I'm so honored to hear that
I seriously melted when she called my pc 'so lovely' in my playthrough and i firmly believe she has a soft spot for them in my (very vanilla and very soft) playthrough lol
