#julia x reader

[crowleysfloatingtincan]

Julia x fem!reader

Warnings: scissoring, lesbian sex, mommy kink, dom!Julia, oral, orgasm denial, swearing

(I need more of her in my life, I'm so horny for her. Requested by @a1exandria1 )

She pulled me into a kiss, her lips moving passionately against mine and her tongue sliding into my mouth as we kissed. I moaned against her and wrapped my arms around her neck, holding me tightly against her.

Julia's hands moved up and down my sides, amply squeezing my body before pulling back and panting

"Good girl, so good for me" She whispered before leaning back in and pressing another kiss too my lips. This time I whimpered against her and presses my thighs together, feeling myself becoming wetter the more she touched me. But she didn't kiss me for too long instead she trailed kisses down my neck, sucking a hickey below my ear

"Mommy! Oh fuck" I moaned holding onto her tighter

"I'm here baby, tell mommy what you want her too do too you?" She whispered in my ear, her hands moving round too grab at my ass. She kneeded and slapped it while waiting for my reply

"I need you, please Julia I need you"

"I know you need me baby, my question is what do you need me to do too you? Listen to what I say next time" She emphasized with a particularly hard slap too my ass

"Sorry mommy"

"Mhm, good girl. Now what do you want?"

"Eat me out, please fuck eat me out" My hips bucked forward gently rubbing my clothed cunt against her jeans.

Julia didn't answer, too busy with pulling my top off and fiddling with my bra strap. When she finally pulled it off my tits bounced free and she leaned in kissing them and sucking small marks onto my chest. Her tongue darted out licking around and over my nipple while her fingers pinched and played with the other one.

I whined at her touch already craving more, she heard my plea and continues moving down my body until she reached my skirt where she smirked against the fabric until pulling it up.

She delved underneath licking a stripe across my underwear, tasting my wetness that had leaked through

"You taste so good, so perfect I can't get enough" She brought her hand up pushing my underwear too the side and delved back in. Her tongue working on my clit, licking and sucking while her fingers pumped in and put of me

"Mommy! Fuck" I gripped her hair holding her in place and started grinding against her fingers

"Mmph, baby keep doing that" She pumped her fingers faster and sucked more on my clit "I can feel you clenching around me, you getting close?"

"Yes! Yes mommy oh God" I grinded faster against her, my fingers now tangled in her hair and my body growing hotter

"I'm gonna cum, Julia!"

But before I could let go she pulled back, wiping her mouth the back of her hand. A smirk radiated off her face and she looked up at me through her eyelashes

"You're not cumming yet" Julia stood up placing her hand on my cheek and quickly kissing me again before guiding me down into the bed.

She towered over me slowly pulling off her shirt and slipping off her jeans, until she was left in just a bra and panties

"You're so hot, mommy"

"So are you baby" Her voice was low almost teasing and seductive. The rest of her clothes came off quickly, her hands making fast work of her bra and underwear until she was left bare in front of me.

We were both naked together, both needy and silently begging for the same thing

"Dont tease anymore, please"

"I won't, baby" One of her legs moved over mine as the other went underneath me, she positioned herself perfectly so our cunts were touching. "You ready?"

"Yeah"

She started moving against me our pussy's rubbing and grinding against each other. Our wetness mixed together and with each movement the sound became louder. I moaned as her clit rubbed against mine, touching in the most perfect way

"You feel so good" She started moving faster

"Mommy" I bucked against her, desperate for the friction that only she could provide

"So perfect baby girl, if you keep moving like this I'll cum soon"

She threw her head back letting out a particularly loud moan, I whined with her my hips stuttering

"Mommy, I'm gonna cum"

"Me too, baby"

We moved faster chasing our orgasms until we eventually came against each other. The pleasure overtaking my body and making me go limp.

Julia collapsed on top of me her breathing almost as heavy as mine

"Thank you" I whispered

[short-black-diamond]

AHHH FORK‼️‼️

(╯ಊ╰) im not a perv i swear!

I wasn’t sure what you were comfortable writing thats why i said go crazy with it =^= buuut now i know you write smut >:3 i’ll keep that in mind!

However speaking of pervs (^^ゞ

Multiple choice for you! To help fill the master list!

Pervy OM! Brothers or Perv Sahed (*ﾉ▽ﾉ)

Tehehe im so evil >:3

ฅ(• ɪ •)ฅ <- kitty cat

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Bro I'd rather do perv Sahed 'cuz he my fave of them all

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Sahed the perv.

Sahed knows he shouldn't spend time in your personal chamber without your presence, but he couldn't help it. Today was laundry day, and he was just helping out!

He completely ignored the already filled basket with your clothes, instead opting to look through your drawers to look for your pantsies, but then he saw it. A set of lingerie, all black and blue, with blone stripes.

It reminded him of his colors. His blue eyes, his blonde bangs and his black hair. He felt his own breath grow ragged as he panted, fighting with the throught of touching your set or not.

He was a weak man, and imagined your boobs filling the bra instead of the structure of the metal inside of it.

Big mistake. Suddenly, the doorknob twisted, and Sahed jumped outside the window. Fortunately, the chambers were small, so Sahed only had to do two big steps before he jumped outside, and climbed upwards and to the left, where his room was.

Sahed hated himself. He hated himself that he brought your set with him. His hands couldn't let go after the satin fabric of the set, and without opening his hands, he managed to climb into his room, where he panted.

He sighed before he groaned as he sat up. So did his boner as he whimpered, but when he opened his hands, he loved himself and would just pat himself on the shoulder proudly.

That was, until you demanded a raid for every male's room because someone stole your lingerie set. He reluctingly brought it back with magic, but not before touchinf himself before handing it back anonymously.

it had some stains and you looked at the set in confusion.

...

It was a hot day today, and the circus rested near the beach for the people to have a nice beach day. That also meant that you'd be wearing that new swimsuit you've been bragging to rainah the other day, and Sahed was, well, excited.

And...he couldn't really hide his boner except sucking in his legs and when you looked at him with a raised brow, asking him if he'd like to go to the water with you, he only shook his head with a charming smile of his. "Wanna enjoy the hot sun on my skin, doll."

"But you're crouching underneath the umbrella, Sahed..", you muttered before you shrugged your shoulders and went away, effectively hurting his dick as he got a nice view of your ass and legs as you waded into the soft water.

When you came back, Sahed was still resting on his stool as he let himself get a bit tanner. You looked at the food before your hand came in contact with a light blue ice stick.

You took it into your mouth and Sahed looked at you through his sunglasses. It didn't help that all the people were eating in front of him, you sideways in front of him as you sucked and licked at the cool and sweet stick, and Sahed grit his teeth in jealousy as he glared at the treat which went in and out of your wet cavern.

He subconsciously flinched when you suddenly bit off half of it. Luckily, you mistook his reaction to having a jump scare in his dream.

...

Sahed can't help but look down at your body whenever you speak to him, because you never wear shirts or bouses which don't show your cleavages. So, he enjoys your two mounds pressed together when you hug his arm in excitement when you wan tot show him something, or when you look up at him.

you don't know that he's looking further down on your body than you think because of his three eyes, but Sahed knows where he's looking, and that's the only time where he's shameless.

He's basically having a staring contest with your tits as you ramble to him about something, and he always responds with "uh-huh", "oh no" and "that's nice" (probably at your boobies, perv😒)

and when you think he does, he just goes: "whaaaa? I'd never do that, my love." like yes you do Sahed stfu.

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Okay that's all that I could come up with at the moment, and I've barely took half an hour to write this!

Read you in the next post!

[morgy-doo]

Julia TDI x Fem! Reader

FIrst chapter of my book! "Ew! never!" This book can also be found on Wattpad if you would prefer to read on a different format :)))

"Are you kidding? Me, date anyone, what sappy junk, and her? Ew! Never!"

Romance. On a reality show? Yeah, good luck with that. But when two past rivals once again meet their feirce feelings for each other struck up something new. Something foreign to them both, secrets unfold and feelings build. But will they be able to form something more? I believe the answer is; "Ew! never!

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-CHAPTER 1-

Y/N wasn't planning on this. Not at all. After last seasons public embarrassment of getting tricked by the blonde haired bitch herself into getting voted off the island after a misunderstanding with the other campers orchestrated by Julia, the H/C swore to herself she would never put herself into a new and slightly traumatic experience ever again, preferring to stay in her well established comfort zone. But, college was around the corner and she could really use some money to assist with the move, considering she only lives with her aunt who has a less than satisfactory pay and she is no contact with the rest of her family. And it's not like it could end up too bad, she did make some friends the last time she was here, one of whom she had grown rather close with due to living in the same city. And this time she knew better than to cross Julia, just steer clear of her path and she would be fine...maybe. 

But of course, her esteemed and painfully gay friend Bowie had other plans, his lanky frame slots himself into the seat on the aircraft next to her. They were both the first to be picked up, being the furthest from their eventual destination. Bowie smooths down his blonde curls from the hectic wind outside. He crosses one leg over the other and allows an easy going grin to grace his perfectly balmed lips. "Well, didn't think we would be doing this again in a hurry."

Y/N huffed out a laugh, nerves settling slightly in the presence of her best friend. "Tell me about it, the only good thing to come from this is getting out of that stuffy town. And we get to hang out with the hockey bros and Axel without having to take an ungodly amount of busses." It was true, when they all wanted to hang out together, Bowie and the H/C would have to spend hours on busses just for a couple hours spent together. 

Suddenly the chopper lurches, Y/N catches herself on the slightly torn leather seats before she goes tumbling onto the tough filthy floor of the aircraft. Bowie grimaced and tightened his posture, leaning back in his seat to feel more stable. "For a show with such a good budget, the transport vehicle could use some work" Bowie mumbles as he brushes crumbs off of the seat next to him. Y/N wrinkles her nose in lazily concealed displeasure. "Knowing Chris he probably blew all the money on a new wig, that guy is in his fifties, he's trying to hang on to his good hair, but we all know that under the wig glue he is balding and grey." 

Bowie barks out a laugh, as they hear almost a scoff from the steering pit, the face of the pilot concealed by a slightly oversized helmet and almost ironic aviators jacket. Eventually the laughter soon died out as Bowie adjusts his posture to be more laid back, now that the aircraft has settled into a smooth gliding. "So, do you think anyone has changed much since last season?" 

Y/N stared off out the window in thought. "Well, we know Raj, Wayne and Axel haven't, and i didn't notice anything really different when we bumped into Damien at the Castle and Caterpillars event that Wayne just about dragged us too only because he wanted to dress up. But maybe Priya? She did win all that money, maybe she has undergone some changes." 

Bowie snorted out a laugh and rested his head on his fist, gazing out of half lidded eyes. "Priya? What, all boosted up with cosmetic surgery or something? I know she despised me for the....stunt..I pulled last season, but even I know that she wouldn't even consider that. But to think about all that money, what someone could do with all that..."

Y/N's eyes darken as she now looks at the floor, an almost frustrated expression painting her features as she narrows her eyebrows. "More like it's crazy what people would do for all that.." Bowie purses his lips, both of them picture the same person in their minds. 

"You think she is gonna be as much as a nightmare this season, or maybe she went through some epithany since last season that made her self aware of how much of a self centered heartless cold bitch she is?" Y/N bursts out laughing at Bowie's well chosen words, nearly falling out of her seat. "Now that is by far the funniest thing you have said all day." 

Bowie rolls his eyes, but a smile pulls at his lips, betraying the slight amusement his own thought gave him. "Well you can't blame me for wishing for easy competition. As much as i hate to compliment her, she knows how to play, if it weren't for the pure luck and my genius skill last season, she would have been in the finals, and maybe even won." 

Y/N grimaced at the thought. she was more than happy for Priya, probably one of the more friendly faces of the bunch of teenagers that had spent all of last summer together. She was sweet until the end, well actually, more like until Bowie had revealed Millie's diary criticising Priya's parents and upbringing, sneakily ripping out the last pages where Millie takes back her previous words and writes about how Priya has shown her what friendship is really like, destroying their friendship until after the finals, where Priya barely snatched a win by making it to the bottom of the mountain in her vomit filled oversized hamster ball first. An evil plan by any means, but also a very smart one. 

Eager to change the subject, Y/N shifted to a more comfortable position and faces Bowie more directly. "So, if you win, what you gonna do with the money?

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Y/N and Bowie spend the remainder of the journey from Arizona over to Kentucky chatting and laughing about what they would do if they won the money and what they think the rest of the cast would do. 

The aircraft eventually slows and comes to a bumpy and rocky stop on the tarmac, the doors clang open and two white blurrs leap in, almost like something out of a action movie, which is so ironically them.

"Not the most stylish ay?" Mumbles a high-pitched voice with an almost foreign accent deeply engraved in it. "Well like my ma always said Rajjy, sick things come in ugly packages!" Loudly gloats another, this time more deep but heavily laden with a thick canadian accent. 

Y/N smiles fondly and shakes her head. "I believe you mean, big things come in small packages, Wayne." Wayne smiles and flashes a thumbs up as they (attempt) to strap themselves in. Raj plonking himself down next to Bowie as Wayne follows suite. "This is totally cool guys I'm so pumped for another season!" Raj exclaims as he kicks his feet and pumps his fist over excitedly, Bowie watches with a small smile, making a curve stretch across Y/N's lips. 

In the previous season, Raj had his very own gay awakening, he had fallen for the loveable yet malicious Bowie, Soon enough, confessing to Bowie in the middle of a challenge resulted in them starting a relationship, their dynamic fitting perfectly together, while Raj's best friend Wayne was just happy to be there. 

Y/N opened her mouth to respond to Raj's contagious enthusiasm when a crackly voice blared over the built in speaker. "Heading now from Kentucky to sunny Florida! Make sure your strapped in, or don't It's all the same to me.." The familiar yet also distant voice let out a short laugh as a high pitched beep emitted from the speakers signalled they were about to yet again take off. Getting flashbacks from an hour ago, both Bowie and Y/N hold onto the seats as the aircraft jerks back to life. 

"Florida huh? Sunny, privilaged, attractive. Infuencer mania, three guesses who lives there." Y/N forces a smile but an uneasy feeling settles in her stomach. Even with the comfort of her friends surrounding her, she couldn't help but have a nagging feeling that maybe opting for an easy route to money wasn't the best idea. Y/N gazes out the window, watching dust cloud the air as they rise back into the sky. Maybe she's changed?

???? ???? ???? ???? ???? ???? ???? ???? ???? ???? ???? ???? ???? ????

Oh your coming back? That's good...that's good. I remember you, and you better remember me. Now I'm ready.

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A/N: Super sorry if I got any American states terminology wrong, is it painfully obvious im British? Lmao

"Are you kidding? Me, date anyone, what sappy junk, and her? Ew! Never!" Romance. On a reality show? Yeah, good luck with that. But when tw

[spikesbunny]

knock-o asked:

vinnie !!

hehe i ask this for u but have u SEEN cowboy bebop legs ??? i feel like spike loves thigh riders ( he loves watching ) and faye loves being of use to you deep down. julia has not a lot of scenes but she’s probably very gentle giving or receiving it☝️

OH KO BBY YOU KNOW ITTTTTT

reposting from @/roronoaism, all content is mine!!

men + minors dni!

spike loved to have his pretty little girlfriend seated on his clothed thighs, grinding her poor cunt against them, desperate for any sort of friction. you'd already came twice from just the stimulation on your clit alone, begging for him to just fill you already and fuck you dumb. unfortunately, he planned on making you wait till he was bored of smoking or a done drinking, despite how painfully hard you could both tell he was.

faye is such a brat, making you sit on her thigh and ruthlessly tease you as she helps you grind against it. it didn't matter how much praise she coed at you, you just wanted her to do anything but make you sit here. you couldn't deny, it felt good seeking that friction against her bare legs, but her fingers were so much better, and much more satisfying.

julia just wants to please you, gently guiding you over her thigh, telling you how pretty you looked, how beautiful your pussy look as it dragged over her skin. and if she was the one riding, she'd be sure to tell you how good she felt, how much she craved you, how she would die for you (ironic), and how she only wants to make you feel good.

©2024 spikesbunny - please do not repost or translate my works on other media sites ♡

[the-atlas-sister]

First Kiss (Luca x reader Preference)

Luca:

Ages: Both 17

"So this is your hometown," you said as you and Luca sat on the beach. It was vacation and he had invited you to join him.

"Sorta," Luca shrugged. "This is the human town closet to my home."

"Cool," you said, turning to look at the stars. "Let's play a game." Luca looked at you curiously. "You go into the water and I'll try and find you," you explained, getting up and approaching a beached rowboat.

"That doesn't sound fair," Luca said as you pushed the boat into the water. "I'm a sea monster and it's dark."

"Don't underestimate me Seaweed Head," you smirked, hopping into the boat.

"Are you sure?" Luca asked, pushing the boat further into the water.

"I'm positive, cutie," you teased, leaning on the railing of the boat. Luca blushed at the nickname before diving under the water. You chuckled before leaning back and beginning to row farther into the ocean.

(Grammar *awkward thumbs up*)

After about a good 10 minutes of searching, you still couldn't find Luca. "Fine Luca!" you called into the water. "I give up! You win!" It was silent for a few seconds. "Luca?" you tried again. Nothing. "Luca!" You leaned over the rail, looking into the dark water.

"I win!" Luca said, bursting out of the water in front of you. You screamed and fell back

"Jesus! Luca, don't do that," you exclaimed, clutching your chest.

"I'm sorry," Luca said, though a faint smile was still on his face. "But I did win! Does that mean I get a prize?"

"We never said anything about prizes," you defended.

"Just a small one please," Luca continued, climbing into the boat with you.

"Depends on what it is," you said, pulling your legs into a criss-cross position.

"W-well," Luca began, sitting in front of you on his knees. "I wanted to- I was wondering if I could-" He began messing with his hands, twisting the ends of his shirt. "Silenco Bruno," he mumbled to himself. "Can I kiss you?" His head snapped up, staring at you with a red face.

You were silent for a second, surprised at his boldness. "Yea-yeah," you said. "Yeah, of course."

"Oh... okay," Luca grinned. He leaned forward, not knowing what exactly to do. You smiled at the fishboy's timidness. You leaned forward, gripping his face in your hands gently. You pressed your lips against his in a quick peck. It was short- but enough to make Luca's heart flutter. "Again?" he asked shyly as you pulled away.

Alberto:

Ages: Your 16 and he's 15

"Are you gay?" you asked, relaxing on the boat you and Alberto sat in.

"I- what?" Alberto exclaimed, dropping the net he hung over the boat in shock. See, Alberto had to go fishing for Julia's dad, and you decided you wanted to go with him- not to fish but to annoy the hell out of him. Like any good girlfriend.

"I mean, you did seem pretty friendly with Luca when you first met," you shrugged, playing with the necklace Luca had given you before he left for Julia's school.

"Because he's my friend?" Alberto scoffed. "Also, you are I are literally dating!"

"I know," you stated, not looking at him. "I was just wondering if that's why you never kissed me."

Alberto was silent. "No I'm not gay!"

"Are you bi?"

"Possibly! But that's not the point," Alberto continued.

"So you won't kiss me because you don't have the balls?" you teased.

"I have plenty of balls!" Alberto defended. "Baseballs, basketballs, footballs."

"Not those kind of balls," you said, laughing to yourself. "It means your not brave enough."

"I'm plenty brave!" Alberto exclaimed, looking at you with furrowed brows. "Why haven't you kissed me? Is it because you have none of those bravery balls?"

You held back a laugh. "I'm brave," you defended. "I just... haven't wanted to kiss you yet."

"Then why are you complaining about it?" Alberto scoffed, glaring at the net that had sunk to the bottom of the ocean, due to you scaring him.

You felt yourself flush in embarrassment at his words, looking away. "I- whatever," you grumbled.

You felt Alberto's gaze on you. "I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't mean to be... rude." You stayed silent, still slightly embarrassed, but Alberto took it as anger. You felt him kneel in front of you, grabbing your chin between his thumb and index finger. He pulled your face to look at him before pressing his lips against yours. Your eyes widened in surprise before, leaning closer, your eyes fluttering shut. "Happy?" he ask quietly, still holding your chin. You nodded gently. "Good," he stated, walked to the edge of the boat. "I've got balls of steel," he mumbled, before he dove into the water.

Julia:

Ages: Both 14

"Y/N?" Julia said, making you look up from your- well, her book.

"Yeah?" you asked, smiling kindly at the red-head you'd known for years.

"Have you ever... kissed someone?" Julia asked, twiddling her thumbs and sitting up.

"No," you stated. "There's no one worth kissing here."

"No one?" Julia repeated.

"Well, there's you," you shrugged, looking back at the book. You peaked over it to see Julia blushing.

"Do you wanna try?" she asked shyly.

"Me and you?" you asked, flushing at the thought.

"Y-yeah," Julia stated, pulling on her curly hair.

"Sure," you said, putting down the book. You got off her bed and walked towards her. You knelt down and kissed her lips gently. "Nice," you hummed before getting on the bed once more and reading the book, not noticing Julia's red face.

[carters-coffee]

myb like number 9 w Julia steamy?

This prompt sets you up for aTtiTudE but I accidentally ended up going with smth more soft…

9:  “Where do you think you’re going” 

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Giving Julia a quick peck on the lips, you rose from the bed.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"To make breakfast, silly. Some people like to get an early start to their day."

"Damn early birds." She rose to her knees on the bed, moving to the edge and pulling you back towards her, toying with the neckline of your gown. "I never understood it. Wouldn't you rather stay here with me?" She rumbled out, voice still coarse from sleep. She pressed a soft kiss to your collarbone, letting her hands trail down your stomach. You caught them before they could go any lower, raising one up to kiss the inside of her wrist.

"That sounds like a wonderful idea, but your darling early bird gets hungry in the morning." You resisted.

"Hm, really?" A smirk played at her lips. "I could give you something to eat." Her eyes dipped down suggestively, and you felt your cheeks warming up. You fumbled for an answer.

"I-"

"Or," She let a finger drag lazily down your body. "I could do the eating." She cocked her head to the side and looked at you through her lashes, lips parted slightly in want. You worried your own lip between your teeth.

Julia could see she already had you hooked, even if you hadn't admitted it yet, and took it as invitation, cupping your face and capturing your lips in a kiss. Sleepiness made it slow and messy and sweet, and as you sank back into the bed with her, you knew that the pancakes you had planned on making would probably have to wait until lunch.

[murdochmysteriesimagines]

Auntie- Julia Ogden

Request: At the request of an anonymous user, the wish for a story based off of this drawing by @themurdochmemesteries.

A/N: As the request itself was vague I bounced between multiple ideas, finally settling on one that was more pleasant in tone.

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Several question were raised, addressed and then dropped within a single letter, all wrapped in a neat bow of “sincerely Ruby Ogden”. Three pages, several paragraphs, thousands of words elaborating on and ending the six year hiatus between the two sisters. What would have been a relief was tainted by confusion and further, unanswered questions. If more so acted like an update on her life followed by a proposal.

When did she take up residence in Australia? When did she meet a banker from Wales? What was his name? When did they wed? Why was she not told earlier that she was an aunt? Why had she not been told anything?

Julia would have the ability to ask such questions in person in due time. The final sentence detailed a planned visit to Ottawa for her husband’s business in a month, if Julia wished they could meet. Ruby dangled her daughter over Julia like a tantalizing treat. Immediately she equipped her own pen and inked a response, pausing only when she remembered to check the dates with William and ensure they had not already prioritized the guest room. Inevitably, her response was of affirmative if lengthened by criticism for Ruby’s own brevity. Updates to her own life merely included a new home address and comment about her work situation; away from the dead and onto the living.

Julia would have the time to give more details to her dividing in person. If she wasn’t too busy scolding her silence or daunting over her newly discovered niece.

The knob was almost out of reach and stuck when you tried to pull on it. All you had to do was push in and the door moved open. Auntie Julia did not pause or look up from her work, still believing to be alone in her study. A single lamp lit her desk and whatever scribbles only trained adults could comprehend. Creeping across the floor no boards gave away your position.

You watched her work for a moment. Lost in her own world. When you first met her she could easily be described as frightening, smiling wide and seeming to shake in yours and mommy’s presence; so much that daddy’s leg acted as a sanctuary from the scary blond lady. Now she was calm and content, perhaps happy with herself. Maybe whatever she was writing was the source of her joy.

The closer you got the less the shadows concealed you; one unlucky floorboard moaned and caused the adult to startle and take notice of her surroundings. “y/n.”

Her voice was still overly positive but purposely hushed simultaneously, likely by the late hour. Regardless it was better for yourself; no sensation to run back to daddy’s trousers. You gave a greeting, not taking a step back this time.

“Hello.”

“What are you doing up?”

“I can’t sleep,” you took a step closer to the desk, “mommy snores.”

Auntie Julia chuckled quietly, then telling how Ruby always had since their own youth. Little of it stuck with you however. “What are you doing?” You asked, attempting to stretch your body up to pear onto the desk covered in papers.

She lifted you onto her knee for a better view of the surface, much like a mother would with her own child. The sense of security and protection irradiating from your aunt as it did your mother and father. Julia tried to simplify the concept of patient reports but a sleep deprived toddler made for a poor audience.

Every “opioid” and “surgery” caused you to lean further back into Julia’s soft chest but eyes remained furiously defiant and open. Whatever remaining will-power you had left employed to look at the desk and pretend you had a clue what she was talking about.

Julia, unsurprisingly, was fully aware of the child’s attempt at reliance. Her rib cage being pressed against being the biggest clue.

“Should we think about getting you back to bed?” You shook your head against her.

“Mommy still snores.”

Julia pondered for a second what her next action would be; to agree or to comply. “William is still at work, if you want you can stay with me.” You stayed still on her lap, pondering her proposal. “And I don’t snore.”

The child nodded unrestricted from her sunken position into Julia’s chest. She picked up the young girl and proceeded to maneuver out of the room, y/n already succumbing to the allure of slumber on auntie Julia. Not to the displeasure of the adult however.

[crowleysfloatingtincan]

Hiiii!!!! Love your writing so much! Could I request reader X Julia mommy kink stuff? Maybe with some spanking? Thank you!!

Julia Campbell x reader

Warnings: mommy kink, spanking, punishment, mean!Julia,

(Thank you so much!!! I love Julia, she's perfect!!! I need some wlw requests with her)

Julia pulled me into her bedroom, her grip on my arm tightening making me whimper. But she didn't turn too look at me or even acknowledge the noise instead her face twisted in more anger and she pulled me closer.

When we reached her bed she pushed me down onto it

"Oww" I muttered, rubbing the spot my arm which I had landed on

"That didn't hurt don't be dramatic" She shot back

"It did!"

"Don't raise your voice at me! I'm annoyed with you enough don't make it worse"

I stayed quiet and sat still watching her as she pouted and ranted about what I had done

"You didn't need too embarrass me like that, you're such a brat" She continued

"Mommy I didn't mean too"

"You embarrassed me in front of everyone" Sha walked towards me and grabbed my chin forcing me too look up at her

"You deserve a punishment"

"What?" I whispered

"You heard me brat, over my knee" Julia sat down and pulled me across her lap. I whimpered and whined as she laid me down, I wriggled around when she pulled down my pants and I blushed when I felt her fingertips brushing against my ass.

But no matter how much I wriggled or moaned it was turning me on and I could tell it was turning Julia on too.

Her hands trailed up and down my ass before stopping, she then carried on by kneading and grabbing at the flesh

"Mommy, fuck that feels good" I moaned

"Yeah? It feels good baby?"

I nodded in response

"Does this feel good too?" She raised her hand then suddenly I felt a sharp sting and my body jolted

"Ouch!" I cried out looking up at her, only too see a smirk on her face. Her hand resumed kneading the same spot where she'd slapped me but this time she was grabbing it harder

"Did that not feel good? That's a shame because there's a lot more where that came from. I want you too count them, each spank each slap. Count them out loud for mommy too hear, understand?"

"Yes mommy"

She nodded at my answer and lifted her hand before coming down hard on my ass. I whimpered out the first number and buried my head into the sheets, gripping them so hard my knuckles turned white.

She repeated the same process again and waited for me too say the number

"Two" I said quietly

"Louder, I want too hear you!" She slapped again

"Three" My voice was louder this time but still shaky.

Julia didn't answer this time instead she carried on spanking me, each time I said the number too her my voice cracking and breaking more with every word.

Once we'd gotten too ten and I had tear streaks down my face she let up and stopped. Bringing her hand away and shifting too help me sit up, a smile had now replaced the frown on her face

"You took it so well" Her voice was soft as she whispered too me

"Mommy" I fell into her arms and cuddled close

"I'm here, I've got you. You did such a good job baby" Julia pressed a kiss too the top of my head

"Mommy's going too run you a bath now and make it all better, okay?"

"Yeah"