Always You
Manon x Rapper!masc!G!P!reader
Summary — Everyone online seemed to think that you were Manon’s girlfriend. And sometime down the line—she started to wonder what it would be like to be loved by you.
Content Warnings — A tad bit of angst but ends with comfort, hopelessly in love reader, smut with plot (18+), dom Manon, inexperienced reader, friends to lovers, voyeurism, praise kink, overstimulation kink, choking, jealous Manon, reader is the soft masc who wears makeup and stuff like that, Manon likes being called Mami <3
Authors Note — I have so many ideas in my head for her and just can’t help but write as many as I can think of. I love this woman and need that so badly. I HOPE YOU’RE OKAY MANON MY LOVE !!!
This “____,” indicates your name. No Y/n.
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There was music blasting throughout the hotel suite room that the girls were sharing tonight, Manon, Daniela and Lara dancing however they wanted. They were currently on a Weverse live which was always one of those chaotic times that their fans loved. It was Lara the first to sit back down, Daniela and Manon still behind her dancing their hearts out. They were doing all kinds of funny things, singing songs, dancing to random music, playfully hitting each other when the other didn’t agree to something. It was a funny sight to see, one that would be all over TikTok.
Lara was reading all the comments, her fingers threading through her hair and her face a little close to the camera to see what they were saying. And of course they were talking about ____, they always did when Manon was in the live.
____’slover : Where is ____?!?!?!
Manonspeanutbutter : Manon you look so good!!
Daniwanny : I wonder if ____ is in the live?
Laraswettshirt : Lara just one chance please!
____’sbiggestfan : Tell ____ to drop a album!
Lara’s eyes scanned as many comments as she could, her voice breaking the chaotic dancing once she said, “They want to know where ____ is, Manon.” That made Manon instantly stop dancing, Daniela as well, both girls taking their spots beside Lara and reading the comments to see that a lot of people were in fact asking about her. Daniela and Lara both saw the way Manon practically lit up, Lara turning to Manon to see her practically unfolding right before their very eyes. To think anyone could make Manon fold was beyond belief, because she was the one that usually made other people do that.
Manon adjusted her hair as she spoke, “____’s either at the studio or she’s in bed sleeping.” The other girls beside her nodded their heads in agreement, the comments still asking about her. “Y’all I haven’t seen her in a while dude, like I feel like I’m going crazy.” Manon told the eyecons, which made Lara and Daniela look at her with a smug look. “Like—these two won’t cuddle with me and then when ____’s here, she cuddles me like a baby and—ughhhh—I need that.” She dragged those last few words out, making it dramatic which definitely was noticed by the other two girls that were currently in the live with her.
Daniela looked at the screen and said, “I swear I think they got married behind our backs or something.” The way the comments started getting faster should’ve been absolutely impossible, they could hardly read it until Daniela saw one comment that asked her why she says that. “Literally—look ____ already has Manon’s first name tatted on her neck—“ You could hear the laugh come from Lara, Manon just sitting there like she didn’t care, “They also have like these matching rings that neither of them take off! Tell me they’re not married?!” Daniela practically squealed, her smile as bright and vibrant as the sun.
“I’ve been meaning to ask that, Manon—“ Lara began, her head turned to Manon who was now looking at her. “Why did she get your name tattooed on her? And in the most visible area too.” They didn’t find it to be a problem, everyone actually thought it was cute how much ____ cherished their friendship in such a deep way. But tattooing her name on her was a permanent commitment and the ink wasn’t red, so it wouldn’t be easy to cover up at all.
Manon sat back and looked at the camera, “Y’all know she’s one of my best friends. She asked me what she should get tatted on her and she couldn’t figure it out so I told her to let it be anything that meant something to her. After she got it she was like, ‘I just finished the tat Meret, you wanna see?!’ And she showed up with my name on her neck.” The comments were indeed going crazy, going faster than holy heck. “But it looks so tea so I don’t mind it. She looks so good with it.” Manon complimented, her eyes staying fixated on the camera, completely missing the way Daniela and Lara gave each other that knowing look.
Daniela tapped Manon and gained her attention, “So basically you are married?” She asked, Manon opening her mouth to say something which Daniela cut off. “No cause that’s like relationship goals and stuff—it does look good I won’t lie, but it’s like funny how you’re not phased by it at all.”
Lara pointed at Manon and continued talking for Daniela, “No but for real. Every-time Manon goes to post ____ on her story, she always has to show her neck tattoo. It’s like she wants people to know it’s there which by the way Manon—“ Lara pointed at her who was staring at her, “Doesn’t help the allegations of you guys being together in a relationship. Cause you could’ve fooled me, if I didn’t know y’all even I’d think you were a couple!”
“I can say this because I know she’s not in the live y’all, but that’s my ____.” Manon says as she pats her chest, both eyes of the other girls settling on her with soft smiles splattered across their faces. “Like I just love her so much and miss her like crazy, it’s not even funny. When I seen she had got my name tattooed—she had me kicking my feet and shit y’all.”
The two girls next to her laughed and repeated, “She had you kicking your feet and shit?” Lara questioned jokingly.
“She had her kicking her feet and shit.” Daniela laughed, which caused the other two girls to chime in and laugh too.
They all looked up at the camera, comments continuing to flood the live as Lara chirped up, her head snapping to Manon. “No y’all listen, one time I complimented ____ because she was like—she looked so good and I wasn’t even talking to Manon right?” She paused, Manon looking at her with her eyes narrowed. “But she heard me and was glaring daggers into me all night I’m like woahhhh! Calm down girl!”
Daniela chuckled loudly, “Dude for real, like you should not! And I repeat, you should NOT compliment her when this one’s around. She is not gonna like that at all!”
“It wasn’t even that, relax y’all.” Manon smiled as she spoke, her eyes going back to the camera.
“Yeah okay Manon, we all know how pissed off that made you.” Lara spoke, the girls sharing a small laugh. “If my best friend looked like that I would protect her sexiness too.”
Manon stared at the camera and said, “You’re such a lesbian.” Lara only laughed and shrugged. The girls went quiet for a bit, just doing their own thing except Manon who was still reading the comments.
Manonspeanutbutter : Is ____ single?
eyeconzzz : Manon stop acting like she’s only your friend
megansgamerheadset : She’s clearly so in love with her like bffr
“Y’all needa stop, for real.” Manon laughed, watching the comments go into a blur once again. She always found ____ to be very attractive though but she wasn’t going to breach her friendship with her just because of her attraction. “Like I find her to be like—really pretty, but that’s just my girl y’all. We’re nothing more, I promise.” Manon wasn’t very convincing, hell just look at all the videos on the internet when they’re together, they always have to be touching and always look at each other in ways that seemed far too intimate to be just friends.
Manon couldn’t lie, she’s thought about it before but they were just thoughts that she put in the back of her mind. It wasn’t something she wanted to pursue, because not only that, she knew how much ____ had going on. Traveling the world and doing shows and concerts left and right, which ____ always said that that made her too busy. Manon was the type to want a partner who wouldn’t be too busy for her, so ____ was definitely not on that list. Maybe if she wasn’t so busy all the time, Manon would consider it and possibly be in a relationship with her right now. But the two are almost always far away from each other, meaning, so much away time.
However though, ____ never failed to make sure she let Manon she was okay and that she missed her. Every morning, ____ sends Manon a long message that Manon always loves so very much and at night, she’d do the same thing. Sending a long good night message that Manon always loved, having a collection of screenshots of messages from her. Manon had a huge soft spot for her and no matter what, she didn’t want to do anything to ruin what they had. The most precious friendship she has ever had the blessing of having. She sometimes wondered how she was so lucky to even have her in her life.
____official ⭐️ : Hi guyssss! I miss y’all and I love y’all! I love you Meret! 🫶
lovealways : Hiiiiiii ____!
____’slover : ____ the kids miss you!
starshine : Drop the album ____ frfr
A shriek came from Manon that caused Daniela and Lara to jump, “Oh my God, ____!!!! I miss you baby!!!” That caused Lara and Daniela to look at the phone, smiling once they realized she was indeed in the live.
“Hi ____, we love you mommy!” Daniela waved, smiling brightly as she did.
“We miss you toooo!” Lara smiled, all three girls now focusing on the live.
____official ⭐️ : I saw y’all were on here and wanted to let y’all know that I’ll be back in LA tonight and will stay for a month!
The way Manon’s excitement didn’t go unnoticed by anyone, her eyes practically sparkling. ____ had a chokehold on her so badly she couldn’t even deny it, but that was besides the fact that she hadn’t seen her in months and now she gets to spend an entire month with her. “Oh my god y’all—____ we gotta spend every day together then! I miss you so much you don’t even understand.”
Daniela and Lara just knew she was just so in love that it wasn’t even hidden. It was the cutest thing ever though, “Please hurry up and come back ____ because she’s been being so mean when you’re not here.” Daniela joked, causing Manon to turn to her with a playful offended look.
“I do not, stop lying!” Manon interjected, turning back to the camera to read the comments again.
____official ⭐️ : I’m going straight to your house when I land Meret. I miss you just as much and can’t wait to see you.
Lara saw how Manon lit up at that, “____ please spare her because she doesn’t know how to act right now.”
Manon just smiled, “That’s my girl y’all, I love her so freaking much. What time are you getting on your flight ____?” Manon asked, her head resting in her hand as she laid on her stomach, Daniela leaning over top of her and Lara also staring next to them both.
____official ⭐️ : I’m on my flight now! I’m supposed to land around 10 so I’ll be seeing y’all soon if y’all are at Meret’s house afterwards. My phone is dying though so I’ll call you when I land Meret! I love y’all!
“Nooooo, my baby!” Manon whined, her smile being as bright as the sun. “I love you ____, I’m waiting for that call!”
“Bye loveeee—we’ll see you later!” Lara waved.
“See you ____, and bring me some airplane snacks!” Daniela chimed in, her wave small.
They couldn’t help but notice how excited Manon was, seeing as she grabbed the phone and announced to the eyecons. “My girl is on the way, so I’m ending this thing, goodnight eyecons!” And with that, the live was over. It was already 8:50pm so it was less than an hour before ____ arrives, so she had to hurry up. She was already getting up and throwing her bag over her shoulder.
Daniela and Lara looked at her like she was crazy, “Calm down girl, you’re gonna see her in an hour not in the next 5 minutes, relax.”
“Yeah, we know you missed her but we need to stop being in denial about being in love with her.” Lara added, Manon turning to her with her brows knitted together. “I mean—y’all would be cute together. Hell, she’s like the only person you let call you by your first name without cringing.”
Manon’s arms crossed over her chest, her eyes going from Daniela to Lara—to Lara and then back at Daniela. “____ has just always been there, no matter what. I do love her but just not in that way no matter how painfully fine she is—“ Manon paused with a laugh, the other girls laughing as well. “But there’s nothing going on there, I swear to y’all.”
They just stared at her, “Well alright, if you say so Manon. We don’t blame you but at the same time if you do get those kinda feelings for her, be upfront and honest with her girl.” Lara told her, seeing Manon nod as she stood across the room.
“Well we’re gonna be over there probably tomorrow because I’m tired.” Daniela told Manon, Lara nodding in agreement.
“That’s fine.” Manon said, her hand on the doorknob before she said, “Just gives me more time to catch up with my girl. I’ll see y’all later, love y’all!” Manon waved at them, the two giving her an enthusiastic bye and love you back. Manon was so excited she practically ran to her car after she left the building, her hand going to fish out of phone from her purse to send ____ a message.
My ____ 🥹💕
____ baby I can’t wait to see you! I’m on my way home right now so I’ll see you in a few! Love you! 💕
Read at 8:55pm
I can’t wait to see you too Meret! You’re all I’ve been thinking about so best believe I’m going to give you a ginormous hug when I see you! I love you so much! ❤️
My ____ 🥹💕
I love you, be safe on your flight! I’ll be home when you get here! 💕
Read at 8:56pm
Okay Meret! I’m so excited, I’ll be there soon. I love you more! 🫶❤️
Manon stared at the messages for a long moment, smiling so softly. She loved ____ so much it was unreal, she couldn’t wait until she got to be with her again. Her ____.
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The fight was long and annoying, but you landed 20 minutes before you were actually scheduled to. So you decided that it would be best to surprise Manon. You had swung by a drove around a bit, looking for any store that was open because you wanted to get her some flowers. And of course, you were lucky it was 9:40 because there was a shop right across the street. A flower shop. There were so many to choose from, but you wanted to get the best for her. That’s when your eyes landed on a bouquet of beautiful marigolds, shining as brightly as she did.
You paid for them and was off to your vehicle, now heading to Manon’s home. You were sure she was home by now and hopefully she was still awake because you really are dying to see her, you missed her so much and even though you’re exhausted from all the stuff you’ve been up to, you had all the energy you needed for her. It didn’t take you too long to get to her place and luckily she gave you a key to her front gate and home so you could get in. Making sure to lock the gate behind yourself, you pulled your car into her driveway. You were so excited, gathering your things and the flowers you just bought for her. You took a step out of your car, closing the door which then turned your car off.
With careful steps, you walked up her staircase and pulled your keys from your pocket. You were being as quiet as you could, putting the key in the key hole and successfully unlocking the door. Once you were inside, you gently locked the door behind you, looking around and getting that comforting warmth you always did. You could smell something delicious and also hear shuffling around that was accompanied by the sound of soft music. Manon was in the kitchen. You took careful steps through her home, walking around a corner and spotting her. She was facing your direction but she wasn’t looking at you due to her looking down at some vegetables she was chopping up.
You leaned against the entryway, smiling and softly saying, “Meret.” She looked up and practically jumped over the moon, her entire face glowing with a bright smile. She placed the knife down that she was using and ran around the kitchen island, your arms already open wide to give her the biggest hug you could ever give her. Once she got to you, the impact of her hugging you almost knocked the wind out of you, but you engulfed her in the most desperate hug you’ve ever given anyone.
“Oh my god, ____! I missed you so freaking much—!” She jumped slightly in the hug, pulling back to look at your smiling face, her hands cupping your cheeks to get a really good look at you. “I missed you so much, you don’t even understand! Look at you—you’re so adorable!” She pulled you back into the hug, her scent and warmth being so welcoming that you melted completely in her arms, your head resting on her shoulder as you held her closely. You didn’t even realize you had tears coming out of your eyes until she pulled away from you and looked at your face. “Awe, ____, what’s wrong?” She asked, clearly concerned.
You shook your head, “Nothing, I just missed you so much Meret. Being without you for so long was so hard—I’m telling you I cried so many times because I was missing you.” You could see the soft smile she gave you, her thumbs going to your cheeks to gently wipe away the tears.
“Aweeee ____, babes it’s okay. You know I’m always one call away, don’t ever feel like I’m not there with you. Even if it’s not physically, I will always be there with you in spirit, okay?” Her eyes stared up at you, making that cute face that always made you smile. “Look at that smile. Come on, are you hungry? I know you probably haven’t eaten a single thing since you got on that plane.”
You shook your head, “Nah I haven’t ate. I was gonna go get something to eat but since I got off my flight earlier than expected, I wanted to surprise you.” Manon grabbed your hand as she listened to you, walking back around the kitchen island and guiding you to the stool closest to her. You sat on the stool after you pulled it a bit closer to her. You placed the flowers on the counter, knowing she was more excited to see you than notice the flowers. “These are for you, Mer.” You pointed to them, her eyes coming up to finally spot the flowers, the biggest smile etched across her face. She picked them up and couldn’t contain her happiness, her glow making you smile.
“You always know how to make a reunion special, huh?” Manon loved when you got her flowers, she had an entire collection of gifts you gave her. She put the flowers back down and said, “I’m gonna put these on my nightstand.” Her smile still as bright as it was since you entered. You were staring at her, your elbow resting on the counter as you hand held your head up. She looked up at you, “You look tired as hell, ____. Didn’t get any sleep on the plane?”
“You know how me and planes are. Turbulence is something that’ll keep my ass awake.” She chuckled at that, her soft laugh making your heart melt. “How has everything been here with you? I know we haven’t talked as much as I would’ve loved for us to while I was away, so lemme know everything.” You told her.
“Well—“ She started, placing the knife down again as she slid both of her hands across the edge of the counter, leaning against it and staring at you. “There hasn’t been much going on, just rehearsals, meet and greets, me and the girls partying. The usual. But we’re off for the rest of this week so tomorrow night we’re hitting the club!” She did a little dance as she said that, your smile making her smile even more. “What about you though? How has it been adjusting to this rapping stuff? I know you got the ladies going crazy when you’re on stage.” She teased.
You shrugged, “Eh, I don’t care for them. It’s been pretty intense though, and this shit has me exhausted. My manager keeps trying to get me to go to clubs too, saying I need to let loose and relax but that is not my type of relaxing.” You explained, and she knew that.
“Oh yeah, your type of relaxing is staying up at 2 am playing that blocky game with Megan and Yoonchae.”
“First of all, it’s called Minecraft and secondly—you know me so well.” You both shared a laugh, a soft sigh escaping you both and your eyes locking for what felt like eternity. “I really missed you, Meret. Honestly and truly—there’s not a day that went by when you weren’t on my mind.”
Manon walked over to you and hugged you, placing herself in between your spread thighs as she wrapped her arms around your neck. If anyone saw you—they’d definitely think you were a couple. Especially with your hands being placed on the small of her back. She pulled away to look at you, “Me too. I won’t lie, I cried a few times when I missed you too.” Manon loved touching your face, her hand going to your chin to gently turn your head to take a look at the tattoo that was still freshly inked into your skin. ‘Meret.’
“I see you really fuck with the tattoo.” You said, feeling her fingertips graze it gently.
“It looks good on you. I may have to get me one with your name on it.” She released your face and went to her stove, opening it up and bending over to do so. She looked so divine but out of respect, you had to look away. She was only wearing a pair of black sweats, a cropped long sleeve t shirt, and she still made the simple outfit look fantastic. Not to mention how gorgeous her curly hair splayed on her shoulders.
“What you making?” You asked her and looked at her once she finally stood up straight, holding a pan with two oven mitts and placing it on the countertop.
“Meatloaf.” She knew that was your favorite, seeing how your eyes lit up from across the counter. “I’m surprised you didn’t recognize the smell.”
“I guess it’s been so long since I had your meatloaf. Which is the best meatloaf ever, might I add.” She smiled and removed the cover that was keeping the heat in, the steam shooting up and around the kitchen. She took the oven mitts off and let the meatloaf rest on the side, then walking back to the cutting board. You looked at her and couldn’t help but compliment her. “You’re so beautiful Meret. Always so beautiful.”
A small smile tugged at her lips before she looked up. She would be lying if she said that didn’t make her heart do a million backflips. “So you finally come back to LA and decide to flirt with me. Real smooth ____.” She chuckled. You both enjoyed the soft music as Manon continued cooking, walking around the kitchen and getting everything ready. She sung softly to songs that came on, occasionally feeding you some of the food she was cooking, giving you a taste test. It was a ten out of ten for you, everything she cooked was so good.
Once she was finished, she set both of your plates up, meatloaf, a side of vegetables, some fruit, and a small slice of cornbread. She knew you must’ve been hungry because you seemed to never really eat if it wasn’t her cooking, so she wanted to make tonight special for you. You both sat at the kitchen island and ate, facing each other as you talked with each other, laughing occasionally and just enjoying the moment you two finally got to share together. She missed this—missed you. And now that she has you, she didn’t know if she wanted you to go back home after the month is over.
You helped her clean the dishes when you both were done, covering leftovers and putting them in her fridge. She guided you upstairs, holding onto your hand as if you would disappear if she wasn’t. She took you to her bedroom, because she’d be dammed if she let you sleep alone after you finally came home. You smelled great so she wasn’t going to bother you with a shower, she knows you showered before coming. But she let you get comfortable, watching you take the hoodie off you were wearing, having a white t shirt and just your gray sweats on now. She watched you plop down onto her bed, a smile pulling at her lips.
She walked around the side of the bed and crawled onto it, “Get your booty up.” She chuckled, watching you groan and sit up to let her pull the covers up, holding it open to invite you in. Once you crawled in, she settled onto her back, you instantly coming up to cuddle onto her chest, your head resting on her with your arm laid across her stomach. She instantly pulled you closer, her arms going to wrap around you. The way your eyes closed made her smile so brightly, hearing how your breathing already slowed to the soft hum of a snore. You were already out and she found you to be so adorable. She placed a kiss to your temple, a slow lingering kiss that she touched softly like she was planting it permanently on your skin.
She had to take a picture and send it to her girls, so that’s exactly what she did.
Manz 💛
My baby is home!
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Lara ❤️
Aweeeee look at the two lovebirds!
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Dani 💕
She looks soooooo at peace girl, you’re really her person. 🥹
Read by Everyone
Megatron 🤖
____! Ask her if she wants to play Minecraft, me and Yoonchae have been waiting for months!
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Manz 💛
Dude she’s literally asleep I’m not waking her for no gaming session
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Yoonchip 🍪
She said when she came back that would be the first thing we’d do so wake her
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Lara ❤️
Let the baby sleep, I’m sure she was tired as hell from all the concerts and shows she’s been doing
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Manz 💛
She was because after we ate she almost instantly went to sleep
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Sophia ❤️
All of you should be sleeping because we literally have rehearsals in the morning. Not only that, y’all wanted to go to the club tomorrow night so go to sleep. Tell ____ I miss her!
Read by Everyone
Yoonchip 🍪
Yes mom 🙄
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Sophia was always easily able to shut anything down. She didn’t play when it came to their schedules so she wasn’t even being mean, she was just very responsible. Manon tossed her phone to the side and slid down further into the bed, her arms locking you in a tight hold. She snuggled closely to you, your soft snoring causing it to be easier for her to fall sleep. She needed you just as much as you needed her and the fact that you’ve been separated for so long made everything about this worth it.
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9:30a.m.
Manon was now at rehearsal, a little sad since she had to leave ____ so early. But she made sure to leave her a message on her phone, letting ____ know that she’d be back later. She made sure she didn’t wake her earlier which was easy considering how sleepy she was before. She knew they’d probably be stuck in rehearsals all day considering how distracted she was. She just wanted to go back home to ____. To her home. They were on a 15 minute break, Manon sitting on the floor with her legs splayed out, her phone in her hands.
She was scrolling through her gallery, looking at pictures of ____. Of course her friends noticed, this time Megan and Lara coming over to see what she was doing. Lara sat beside her on the left, Megan on the right and both of them saw her phone. “Why do you look like a sad puppy?” Megan asked, leaning back on her hands.
“She had to leave ____ earlier and now she’s sad about that.” Lara was trying to tease Manon, but considering that Manon didn’t smile or anything was pretty concerning. “Are you okay Manon?”
Manon just shook her head, brows knitted together. “Nothing I just—can’t get her outta my head. I don’t know why it hurts so much to be away from her.” Manon explained, her eyes still on her phone scrolling through picture after picture—video after video.
Sophia was walking by and heard the three talking, which caused her to become curious and join the conversation, crouching before the three and eyeing Manon. “What’s wrong?” She asked, clearly concerned with the sudden change in Manon’s energy.
“She’s upset because she had to leave ____ this morning.” Megan told her, eyes going back to Manon who was now looking at Sophia. She genuinely looked so sad it actually hurt the girls heart, but this attention caused Yoonchae and Daniela to join as well. All eyes on Manon.
“You know she’s gonna be there when you get back home, right Manon? She’s not going anywhere.” Sophia told her softly, trying her best not to upset her anymore. She wanted her to perk up and be happy again, because they needed good morale. Everyone needed to be in good spirits to get through rehearsals. Unfortunately for them though, rehearsals were scheduled for damn near all day and that was what upset Manon the most.
“I know but we’re gonna be stuck here all day. Then you guys wanna go to the club after—I don’t know.” Manon sighed, her gaze averting back to the floor.
“You’re never beating the allegations, Manon.” Yoonchae spoke, causing almost all the girls to look at her.
“I can understand being upset for not being around your friends but—you look like you’re about to cry.” Lara informed her. “Are you sure you don’t like her more than a friend?” She asked, everyone’s gaze returning to Manon who was just staring at the floor.
“Because it’s okay if you do—“ Sophia began, her hand going to Manon’s leg who was now looking up at her. “We know how good she treats you and how often she’s there for you. We wouldn’t even blame you if you liked her more than a friend.”
“Hell people already think y’all are dating, so what’s so wrong with going for it?” Megan asked, shrugging as she did so.
Manon’s shoulders rolled, a sigh escaping her. “I don’t know. I just hate when I’m not around her. Especially after she was gone for months and just came back. It just feels weird, you know?”
They wouldn’t blame her if she wanted something with ____, but she was in so much denial it wasn’t even funny. Everyone could see right through that “she’s just my good friend,” bullshit she kept spewing. ____ just came back last night and she’s already acting like she’s depressed after leaving her for a few hours. But they also didn’t blame Manon for not wanting to pursue her because they knew she’d possibly be overthinking if it’ll ruin anything. She was just confused, that was all there was to it.
Daniela went closer to Manon and crouched, “We understand your feelings for her and you and I both know that it’s more complicated than you’re letting on. Just—I don’t know, maybe test the waters and see if you really have more romantic feelings for her and not just that friendship stuff you keep lying about.”
Manon just stared at her, the other girls nodding in agreement. “That’s exactly why we need to go to the club so you can let loose after this. Because mopping around here isn’t helping us leave faster.” Lara told her, not in a mean way, just in that way of saying she didn’t want to be stuck in here all day. “Come on. Your ____’s gonna be home when you get back. Promise.” Lara stood and so did everyone else, except Manon. Which caused all the girls to practically pull her up, hearing her let out an annoyed groan, but they knew she was okay. They just needed to talk to her about it.
But even so… rehearsals ended at around 6:30pm. Which meant they were going to shower and head straight to the club. Somehow, Manon wasn’t thinking about ____ too much, she did need to unwind.
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You were wrapped in Manon’s blankets, your head against the head board as you watched her tv. You could see on her location that she was still at rehearsals but at the same time, she hasn’t messaged you back yet. You’ve been blowing up her phone so maybe they were doing bad and not really getting breaks. That is, until you saw her location say she left the rehearsal studio. You thought maybe she was coming home, but you had remembered her saying she was going to the club afterwards. But you missed her, you needed to see her. And the only thing you could think to do was go to the club to see her, even though clubbing was definitely not your thing at all.
You’ve been away from her for way too long to wait an entire day just to see her again, do you were already getting up to shower in her shower. Once you were done, you went to her closet because you did not feel like unpacking any of your clothes. You were happy she had some baggy clothes, so you took a pair of her jeans, a basic top, and a zip up hoodie that you’ve seen her wear multiple times before. You were already annoyed with the fact that you needed to go to the club just to see her. When you pulled your phone out to check the time, it being 7pm now, you checked her location and saw that she was indeed at the club.
That also might means everyone else is there, so you were excited to see them all too. You wasted no more time, with putting your shoes on and heading out her bedroom, going down the stairs and leaving out the front door but making sure to lock it. It was getting dark outside and these are the moments when you’d stay inside, but you know they can always be up at night partying their hearts out. When you got in your car, you sent her one more message knowing she might not reply due to her being at this club, but you wanted to let her know you were coming. You needed to see her, and that was the only reason you’re going to this club.
It didn’t take long for you to arrive, so many people lined up around the corner. You forgot you were a rapper for a second, hearing people calling your name and practically cheering as they saw you exit your car. Asking for pictures, autographs, and hugs that you loved giving to your supporters. Luckily you being a rapper made the bouncer notice you, ushering you past everyone and letting you in the club. The God forsaken club. It reeked of alcohol, sweat, and disappointment. Your eyes scanned the room, looking for your friends, Manon, and that’s when you saw Megan. She and Lara were dancing on top of a table, seeming like they were having the time of their lives.
You walked through the crowd of people, seeing that there was some people surrounded by them just watching. But you were able to push yourself to the front, seeing that they were in the vip section. “Megan! Lara! Hey!” You called out, both of them stopping their dancing momentarily. You could see the way they lit up from the sight of you, jumping slightly. Lara whispered something to her body guard, who nodded and then went to the barricade that was closing them off from the other people. He opened it and let you in, you walking through the gate that he then closed behind you.
Once you got through, Lara hugged you, and then did Megan. “Oh my gosh, it’s so good to see you ____.” Lara smiled, looking at you from head to toe. “Those—don’t look like your clothes.”
Megan chuckled, “They look just like the ones Manon wears when she’s not all glammed up.”
You looked down and grasped the hoodie, “Oh yeah—“ You chuckled, smiling as you looked back up at the two. “I didn’t really feel like unpacking my clothes so I borrowed this.” You explained to them.
“Wait ____, why are you here?” Megan asked, her head tilting slightly. “Not that we’re not happy to see you but, you and me both know that you do not fuck with clubs.”
“I wanted to see Meret.” You told the two, both of their eyes meeting before going back to yours. “I was texting her during rehearsals but she didn’t respond yet so—I guess I got a little worried.” You told them, your hand going to the back of your neck to nervously scratch it.
Lara nodded, “Rehearsals were hell today. Manon kept messing up because of you. YES YOU.” She pointed at you, your face contorting into one of confusion. “She was going on about how she hated being away from you, and how she needed to see you or she might die, so to get her to focus, Sophia took her phone. I think she still has it—which is why you haven’t gotten a reply from her.”
That made sense now. The way she was attached to you last night said everything too. “Dude she was so sad I swear she was going to cry.” Megan said, “I was gonna call you to see if you could come to rehearsals but Sophia told me not to. Because well—you’re a huge distraction for Manon.”
You threw your hands up in defense, “Can y’all stop labeling me as a distraction?” You asked, the two chuckling softly together. You looked around the vip area, “Where is Meret? And the other girls?” You asked before turning back to them.
“That’s a good question.” Lara said, her eyes now scanning the room. “They probably went to the bathroom, I’m not quite sure.”
You continued scanning the room, still not seeing them. Lara and Megan went back to dancing, you pulling out your phone to call Manon. But it went straight to voicemail, which let you know her phone was either dead or you’re unknowingly blocked. You highly doubt that though, so you just sat in the vip lounge that was away from so many eyes. You couldn’t help but wonder where they could possibly be. You wanted to leave so badly, you really did but you needed to see her. You stood up, walking through the lounge and back to where Lara and Megan were previously standing, but now they were too gone. Were they playing a joke on you?
Not only did you hate clubs, but you also hated being alone in huge places like this. There were so many cameras on you, and you tried your hardest to look nonchalant, trying to act as if you were relaxing on your phone but you weren’t. You were secretly just scrolling back and forth on your messages with Manon, looking for her everywhere. That is, until you finally spotted Daniela. She was standing with the rest of the girls. Your eyes finally spotted Manon as well, standing next to them all, looking graciously beautiful. She had her hair braided up in a bun that complimented the black dress she wore so well.
She looked divine, and you didn’t hesitate to leave the vip area. People were staring at you as you went and as you got closer, someone stopped you dead in your tracks. “Hi there.” A woman who you clearly didn’t know greeted you, her eyes scanning your face. “Sorry to bother you but I’m such a huge fan and was wondering if I could get a picture with you?” She asked you, which softened you a bit.
You nodded, “Of course.” Which she then pulled out her phone and you naturally placed your arm on her shoulder, just to show her you’re welcoming and friendly.
When you took the picture, she pulled back and smiled at you, “I was wondering if you did—hookups with your fans?” She boldly asked, your head tilting in confusion, her eyes trailing you everywhere. “I couldn’t help but notice how tensed you looked, so I wanted to personally help you relax.” She mused, her eyes dark and narrow the more she spoke. You didn’t know what to say, your mouth opening and closing which only seemed to ignite a fire in her, her smile widening as she took a step closer. Her outfit was very revealing, showing everything which made you avert your gaze.
“Um no—I’m sorry but I don’t hookup with fans.” You told her, but she clearly wasn’t backing down. She wanted you so badly but you definitely didn’t want this. You’ve been hit on by fans before, but no one has ever boldly came and asked you if you’d sleep with them.
Little did you know, Manon’s eyes were on you. The other girls were eyeing you too, knowing that Manon was indeed getting jealous and territorial. But they all knew that you were getting attention that was very unwanted, attention that you never looked for. And it pissed not only Manon off, but everyone else too because they could see how uncomfortable you looked. They didn’t even try to stop Manon when she started walking your way, but to cause a problem, but just to get you out of that situation. She knew she was jealous, she could feel her heart drop when she saw you with that woman who was clearly hitting on you.
“That’s too bad. I could show you a good time though. Whatever stress you’re dealing with will be gone by tomorrow morning.” She told you, her hand going to graze your jaw, your body stiffening up like you were being yelled at. “Just one word, you and me, in the bathroom. It’ll make all your problems go away.”
You gently grabbed her hand and removed it from your face, shaking your head as you did so. “No, I’m so sorry but I can’t do—“ Your words were cut off by a hand grabbing your wrist, your eyes looking up to see it was just who you wanted to see. Manon. She looked upset and you’re sure she was because this woman was all in your space.
“She said she’s okay. Please leave her alone.” Manon stared at the woman, her eyes burning holes into her skull. She didn’t let the woman say anything as she started pulling you away with her, not once letting you out her grasp. “You don’t need to be in a place like this.” Was all she said, her hand dropping from your wrist to your fingers to intertwine them. You thought you were going over to the rest of the girls who were staring at you both.
“Are y’all leaving?” Daniela asked.
You were trying to say something but Manon answered, “Yeah, we’ll see y’all later.” She waved softly, smiling like that situation hadn’t pissed her off. But they just waved back, not missing the small smile and wave you shot at them which they returned. Once you were outside, Manon let go of your hand, following you to your car that you instinctively opened the door for her. Once you were both inside, she had her arms crossed over her chest, staring forward and saying, “We gotta have a talk.”
You could feel your entire heart drop, she usually wasn’t serious with you but you could hear that this was serious. You don’t know what you could’ve done, you came to see her and now she seemed upset at you. You didn’t say anything, just driving with soft music playing. You kept glancing at her, and yeah she did look a bit upset. Not fully angry, just a tad bit annoyed. You didn’t know why you felt so nervous, like you knew she was upset but you never liked any kind of animosity between you and her. The tension was thick, your hands shook on the steering wheel.
The drive felt long but it wasn’t really. Once you were at the front door of her home, she unlocked it and let you in first. With the soft sound of her door closing and the soft click of lock going in place, Manon calmly said, “Sit.” Pointing towards the living room, your legs feeling heavy as you walked. You took a seat on her couch, Manon following behind you and standing before you, a soft sigh coming from her before her hand rubbed against her forehead. Like she was soothing an ache in her head.
“Meret, what’s wrong? I don’t understand why you’re upset with—“
“I’m not upset with you.” She cut you off, not with any hint of anger.
She seemed jealous and you could see it clearly. “Then what’s wrong? If you’re jealous that I was talking to that woman, I promise it wasn’t like that.” You reassured her, seeing her shoulders relax momentarily.
Manon sighed and paced for a second, the sound of her heels clicking as she moved. “Okay—I can admit I was a little jealous, yeah.” She looked at you, her eyes softening at the way you stared at her. “Okay maybe I was very jealous. I just—I don’t know what’s going on with my feelings.”
Your head tilted, curiosity getting the best of you. “What do you mean?”
She bit her bottom lip as if she was debating on telling you or not. “I feel like I’m going crazy. It’s like when you’re around, I feel at home. And when you’re not, my entire mood changes.” She spoke, you not interrupting her once. “I can’t explain it—but I know that I hate seeing women all over you.” You could hear the way her voice shook just a bit, her eyes not meeting yours. “Even though you weren’t giving in to her, something about it made me so mad I wanted to drag her through the damn club.” A short humorless laugh escaped her, her eyes landing on your face.
“Meret.” You stood up, standing in front of her with your hands gently going to grab at her forearms. “I promise you don’t ever have to worry about women around me. I wasn’t even in the slightest bit interested in her.” You chuckled, watching her look at you, smiling softly. “You were the only woman I was looking for out there. And then when I did see you—“ You spoke, your eyes respectfully taking in her appearance, “I was just—so amazed by how beautiful you look.” The way she stared at you was dangerously attractive, your hands leaving her forearms so you could contain yourself. She smiled brightly at you, her arms snaking around your waist to pull you into a hug.
You returned it, feeling her relax against you which made your body relax as well. Once she pulled back, her eyes stared deeply into yours, which made you so very nervous. You could feel your heart beat growing faster, the feel of her hands snaking their way up your sides to settle onto your shoulders. You saw the way her eyes looked down at your lips, which made you freeze, but you had to stop her. Your hands went to hers and pulled them off your shoulders. You just didn’t want her to do something she’d potentially regret. “Meret I uh—I think we should maybe not…” You didn’t even know what was happening, but your heart thumped harder than holy hell.
She looked away for a moment before asking, “Could you see us as more than friends?” She saw how that shocked you, her eyes scanning your features before she continued talking. “It’s just that—“ Manon paused, taking a deep breath before she started talking. “The girls and I were talking. They were saying how they felt like my feelings for you were more than on the friendship level. And I’m starting to think they were right.” She could hear the way your breathing hitched. “I don’t wanna ruin our friendship, but I also don’t wanna keep pretending like I just wanna be your friend. The way I cry over you when you’re not here is definitely not how I cry over anyone else.”
You listened to her carefully, watching her pull away just slightly. She looked like she was going to break any moment now, so you took a hold of her hand to stop her. “Meret, listen to me.” You softly said to her, her eyes searching your face for any signs of uncertainty. “I’m gonna be honest since we’re here now.” You started, chuckling as you spoke. “I know I’ve been hopelessly in love with you ever since we became friends.” You nervously said that, barely being able to speak correctly. “I thought it was just a little crush that would go away but hell—it didn’t. Then when we had that conversation about how busy I seemed to always be, I was like—damn how the fuck can I be with her when I’m not always around? I know you said physical touch is your love language…”
She stared at you, her lips parted slightly as she stared at you. She didn’t say anything, her hand going to the back of your neck, her fingertips playing with the hair at the base your neck. Her fingers trailed from your neck to your jaw, turning your head to the side so she could see the tattoo. “You already got my name branded on you. The Internet thinks we’re together. Do you think—this would ruin us?” She asked you, her hand going to your chin to turn your face back towards her. She was so beautiful you could feel yourself nearly folding at the mere sight of her pretty doe eyes.
Your lips trembled, your brain almost forgetting to speak. “I—I don’t think it would.” You answered honestly. “I know how I feel, and how I’ve felt for so long.” You stared at her for a second before continuing. “I know I love you. I’m in love with you, and if our current careers weren’t getting in the way, I’d love to be with you. I mean, I don’t have a problem with the fact that we’re not always together because I know whenever I come back to LA, I’ll always come back to you.” The way her entire demeanor seemed to relax made you let out a breath you didn’t even know you were holding in.
But Manon didn’t say anything, the feel of her hand going back to the nape of your neck. Her face was centimeters away from yours, “I love you—“ She muttered, letting her lips press gently against yours for a second, “And I wanna be with you too. I can get over us being apart sometimes—but I can’t get over the thought of another woman having you.” She pulled you into a deep kiss, her lips being softer than you’d expect. She was feverish, her tongue swiping your bottom lip which made you open your mouth, inviting her tongue to intrude. Your entire body was as stiff as a board, you didn’t expect this to happen.
She was quick to push you onto her large couch without breaking the kiss, gently making sure you were comfortable and okay with everything. Her hands were exploring your body everywhere, trailing down your neck to the hem of your hoodie, which caused you to stiffen up. She noticed and hesitantly pulled away, “Are you okay?” She softly asked you, her eyes scanning your flushed face. You couldn’t even reply, only nodding quickly and staring at her like she was the most gorgeous thing on earth. And to you, she most definitely was.
She looked down at you for a second, her eyes scanning over your hoodie. “Is that mine?” She asked, trying to do anything or say anything to sooth your nerves. But still, you couldn’t form coherent words, you were so nervous, lying as flat as a board. “What’s wrong ____?” She asked.
Your mouth felt so dry, “I don’t—I just never—you know…” You couldn’t get anything out, especially with her on top of you, looking as divine as ever, but she knew what you were trying to say. But it surprised her to say the least, because she would think that with all the time you have on the road, you’d let some steam off. Well, she guessed you did that by playing games with Yoonchae and Megan all night.
She couldn’t deny knowing that you were inexperienced turned her on. No other woman had ever got to touch you before, that sent a spark of electricity through her chest and straight to her core. The way you nervously looked away had her in awe, her hand coming up to gently take a hold of your chin, turning you to face her. Her smile was so gentle but it didn’t help your nerves, you could see the dark intent behind those eyes. “Don’t be scared baby—“ She murmured, hearing your breath get caught in your throat. “I won’t do nothing you don’t want me to. But if you want me as much as I want you—“ Her voice went lower, Manon leaning down to be right by your ear, “I’ll make sure every woman on this earth knows you belong to me.” Then she gave your earlobe a small lick, before taking your lobe in between her teeth.
She could feel the shiver that ran throughout your body, her lips ghosting from your ear to your neck, right where your tattoo was. You could feel her smile against you, before her lips latched onto the skin, right next to the tattoo. She gently sucked at first, testing the waters and adding a bit more suction around the area. You could feel how fast you were hardening in your jeans, your brain feeling like it was short circuiting from her being on top of you, doing this with you. Her tongue licked a long strip over that mark she was making, so she could give it a harder suck, the way you winced making her feel more confident in her actions. You didn’t know what to do with your hands, so Manon took the liberty to grabbed your hands and place them on her plush booty. You could feel how her dress was riding up, the feel of the back of her thighs in your hands.
It was something you never thought you’d experience, because you have thought about what it would be like to have a moment like this with her before. You just such envision it would be like this, this intense. There was so much emotion going through your body, your twitching cock not calming down for a second. Her lips were everywhere on your throat, leaving marks on almost every spot she could see. You shivered beneath her, which she then took the liberty to go to the zipper of your hoodie, tugging it down slowly until it unclasped at the hem of your hoodie. Only then did she pull away off your neck, her bottom lip being bitten so beautifully by her teeth.
She sat on your abdomen and slid back slightly, the movement causing her backside to push backwards against your painfully hard cock. She felt it easily, causing her to position herself more onto it. “Do I turn you on, baby?” She asked you in such a teasing voice, her right hand going to your jaw to press her thumb against your bottom lip. You could only nod, but that’s not what she wanted. “Use your words baby. I don’t bite—well, not too hard.” She teased, especially with the way your neck was covered in many love bites that were already darkening.
You nodded frantically, “Yes—yeah Meret. You turn me on so much…” Your voice was merely a whisper, Manon being satisfied with your answer. You could see the way her dress was riding up and over her thighs, the way they looked so soft had you twitching against her. Of course she noticed, which caused her to press herself harshly against your cock, rolling her hips softly against you, the soft moans escaping you turning her into a mess. But she wanted to take her time with you, she wanted to see you fall apart underneath her.
Manon leaned down closer to your face, your lips instinctively trying to reach for hers but she just stayed a few inches away, a smile of absolute bliss etched across her face. You wanted her so badly and she would tease you until she was satisfied. Her hands fumbled at your sides underneath the hoodie, feeling you tense under her very well manicured fingertips. “You’re so sensitive, ____. If you ever wanna stop—“
“No.” You cut her off maybe a little too quickly, her smile dropping for a second. “I can shamefully admit that I’ve thought about you—in this way. It’s just making me nervous to finally have this moment with you even though I want you so bad.” She let out a soft moan at your words, her lips finding yours in a slow and delightful kiss.
Manon moved to the corner of your lips, pressing a soft kiss there and going to the space between your ear and your neck, placing another soft kiss there and whispering so seductively. “I have too.” She admitted, not an ounce of shame in her voice. “A lot of times when we’re together cuddling and you’re sleeping, I always notice the way you get hard in your pants.” She chuckled as you physically jumped a little from embarrassment. She pulled up to look in your eyes, her face mere inches away from yours. “I’ve always wanted to know how it feels to be fucked by you.”
She smiled at the way a shaky breath left your lips. But she was tired of going too slow, which resulted in her reaching behind her to take a hold of her heels, tossing them aside and then going to reach for the hem of her dress. You watched with hungry eyes, Manon didn’t waste a second before she was tugging the dress up and over her head, now being almost bare before you. Her body was heavenly, the way her skin glowed underneath the warm lights caught your eyes just right. She didn’t waste any time and took a hold of your hands, placing them back on her ass.
She was wearing a beautiful lacy black bra with matching panties, utterly breathtaking. When her hands went to the end of your shirt, she saw how your body clenched. “Are you scared?” She asked, voice so reassuringly soft that you didn’t know how to act.
“Maybe a little… but not like scared scared, more or less just nervous.” Her expression softened at that, her eyes never once leaving yours. She pulled her hands away and stood up, your eyes following her frame and watching her take a seat beside your body as you laid there. She was sitting next to your legs, her face turned to yours.
“It’s okay.” Her hand went to your thigh, gently caressing your skin behind the fabric. “We can go slow, I promise none of this will hurt.” She watched you once she reached for the button of your pants, your eyes trained solely on her. The button came undone with a soft pop, her fingers then trailing to your zipper and slowly pulling it down, the buzz being almost completely muffled to you as she did so. Her hands then went to both sides of your jeans, gently tugging them down enough to where it was underneath the bulge in your underwear. She took in the sight, you were painfully hard, throbbing and twitching just from her staring at it. “You okay?” She asked.
You nodded quickly, a satisfied smile etching across her face. She slowly reached one hand over your bulge, gently placing it against it and holding it there. She didn’t miss the way your chest quickly began to rise and fall, your cock twitching under her touch. She watched your face as she slowly massaged it, making sure her thumb sure her thumb rubbed harshly against the swollen head. Your eyes fluttered slightly, your breathing faltering and hands twitching with the slight stimulation she was giving you. She needed more, and when her hands pulled your boxers down just enough, to watch your cock spring free and bounce against your abdomen, then standing straight up with a slight lean to it.
She was very surprised with your shear size, being way bigger than she thought it would be. It only made her want you more, she needed you. But she needed to see you lose it. She wrapped one hand around you, your hips bucking involuntarily which made the beautiful woman before you smile. She slowly stroked you to the base, going all the way to the tip, a shiver running down your spine. Manon stopped for a second, “____.” She called, your eyes opening halfway to see her spitting a generous amount on of saliva on your tip, the feeling making you shudder. “Don’t close your eyes baby, I want you to watch.”
You sat up slightly, leaning on your forearms and watching as her hand softly stroked you at first, her eyes going to your face to take in your expression. “Fuck…” You moaned, your hips twitching the more she fisted your cock, her hand going up to twist up around your tip, her thumb running over your slit to smear the pre-cum around the head, letting it glisten along with the spit she gave you. Her she placed the other hand on your cock, now being able to cover almost all of her, her hands twisting in a way that had you softly moaning her name. The sound of your voice made her lower region ache, her thighs squeezing together to soothe the ache her clit was emitting. “Meret…”
Manon watched the way your abdomen tensed, your shirt exposing just a small portion of your lower stomach. Her eyes trailed to your face, your hand twitching up to grab her before you dropped it back down. Everything was feeling way too much and you’ve masturbated before multiple times, but another hand doing it for you felt like heaven. Especially her soft hands, the warmth accompanied by the wetness of your own pre-cum and her saliva. “You’re so big baby—it’s so sexy watching you fall apart for me.” Her eyes went back to your face.
Your eyes were sealed shut, your mouth slightly hung open. She could feel the way your cock twitched so vigorously, her hands working faster and holder tighter on you. She wanted to face you when you came so without removing her hands, she stood up and threw her leg over your own, her grip tightening more and more as she stroked you faster. “I’m gonna cum…” You breathed, your hand going out to grip one of her wrists, Manon loving the way your face contorted. The slick sounds being music to her ears, she couldn’t help the smile that crept upon her face.
Manon leaned closer to you, whispering right in your face, “Cum for me, baby. You’re doing so good for me—just let go.” The way your eyes slowly opened to look at her had her wanting to plunge herself on you right now, but she loved the idea of making you cum without even entering her. She removed one hand from your cock to pull your head into her shoulder, your deep breaths brings the sweetest melody she’s ever heard. “I love you ____. Be good and fucking cum for me.” One of her hands snaked up to your hair, tightly intertwining her fingers in your locs to hold you in place. Her warm breath against your ear was like adding fuel to fire, her tongue darting out to lick the soft shell of your ear.
That was all it took, your body tensing and locking, your mouth spewing a bunch of curses and her name. She pulled back slightly to watch the way the hot jets of sperm escape you, it shooting up so violently like it didn’t want to stop. She placed her other hand back on your cock, using both hands to get as much out as she could.
“Ohhh fuck—sensitive…” You murmured, her eyes trailing to your pleading face.
“Shhhhh…” Her hands slowly stroked you, your blissed out face being the perfect picture to her. “You deserve this. I know you’re only inexperienced because you were waiting for me to make a move. So relax, you deserve an award for that.” She could tell the praise from her did something to you, especially with the way your softening cock was already stiffening back up. Her lips went to yours, not wasting time as she pressed a kiss to your lips, you instantly responding and letting her tongue make way into your mouth. She sucked hungrily on your tongue, the kiss being so sloppy that saliva smeared everywhere on both your faces. You were so lost in the haze of her doing all this to you that you didn’t realize she was hovering over your cock.
She was still in her underwear, but the feel of the heat wafting off of her is what caught your attention. “Meret…” You softly called, her hand going to your face to gently caress your cheek. “Are you sure this is okay? I mean—we just…” You didn’t even know what you were trying to say, just that you were starting to feel butterflies all in your stomach swarming your intestines.
Manon’s hand slid from your face to your throat, seeing how your eyes averted to the right side of the room. She needed your full attention on her so you could know it was her doing this with you. She looked so captivating, but the lust, dominance and desire in her eyes was a beat you didn’t miss. Her hold on your throat was soft. She lowered her covered heat against your still slick cock, causing you to twitch from the aftershocks that were still there. “Why act like I just didn’t milk the fuck out of you?” She could see the way your face heated up, your ears burning at that.
She found it cute, adorable even. She let her folds spread against your cock behind her pantie, the feeling affecting her and you. She generously rolled her hips, so slowly to give you the full effect. “You’re so shy, there’s no need to be with me.” Her hips continued to rock so delightfully slow, the thick head of your cock nudging her clit every time she slid forward. Her hand left your throat, reaching behind her to unclasp the lacy black bra. Manon wanted to put on a show for you, her hands slowly removing the fabric and tossing it on the coffe table next to you.
Her perky breasts were a sight to behold, a sight that you couldn’t look away from. But more importantly, she saw the way you lit up, “Are those—?” You smiled softly.
“Nipple piercings, yeah.” She laughed softly. You chuckled but you found them to be sexy, and she saw how desperately you looked like you wanted to just ravage them. She, however, was done with all the foreplay. She took your wrists in both her hands, placing them at the edge of the couch above your head. She let her hands trail across your stomach, a shiver shooting throughout your entire body. Her lips were next to your ear, one of her hands going to your hair to lightly yank your head to the side, turning your face away from her.
“I want you to relax.” Her breath was warm against your cheek, the shell of your ear being taken between her teeth. Her hand trailed lower, taking a hold of your cock that twitched from the touch, a whimper leaving your chest. “And let me do all the work.” She used the tip of your member to move the fabric of her panties aside, the slight stimulation causing your eyes to flutter. Once the fabric was successfully along the side of her folds, she used your tip to rub it against her swollen nub, the slight squelching sound and sensation making both of you shudder.
She couldn’t take it anymore, she needed it. She needed you. She firmly grasped you, “Baby—“ Your voice shook slightly, Manon sliding your thick head between her folds and traveling it downwards to latch onto her entrance. She sat up to look down at you. Like she wanted to make sure you were comfortable. “Meret…” Was all you could muster. She looked so blissed out. With a tilt of her hips, she angled you just right to slide right in, your eyes shooting close and your body locking up. The sight was everything to her, the way you seemed to become breathless with a bunch of wanton moans escaping your throat.
She breathed a deep “fuck…” as she sat there for a moment. One of her hands slid across your chest, going to grasp at your throat. Once your eyes opened, you could see how much she needed you, she needed your attention on her. Her lips being slightly parted, the wetness in her eyes, everything was so intimate and erratic. Her hold on your throat wasn’t tight, but you knew it meant that she just wanted control over you in this very moment. She gave your hips one experimental roll, your entire body jerking from the contact. And was she loving it. “It’s so sexy when you squirm underneath me.” She let her hips drag a little more slowly, making sure you could feel every inch of her velvety walls clinging along your cock.
Your entire chest felt like it was collapsing, so much so that you completely forgot about one of the most important things. “Baby… condom?” You asked shakily, reaching your hand out to her which she took gently, before slamming it back beside your head.
Her perky breasts were in your face, the shine from the nipple piercings catching your eye. You could see the smirk visible on her face, Manon slowly yet harshly rolling her hips into your own, your eyes rolling back as she did. The feeling was all too much, but she wasn’t going to allow that. With a harsh yet soft grab, she took your chin in her hand, tilting your face to look at her. “I know you’re clean and so am I. If I’m doing this with you for the first time then I wanna feel all of you. None of that condom bulllshit.”
She wasted no time in sitting back firmly on top of your cock, her hands on her thighs, raising her hips in such a teasing yet satisfying way. The way she stared you in your eyes was so intimately beautiful that it almost had you bursting right there. Every time she pulled up, you could feel the veins in your cock being rubbed so deliciously which caused you to twitch inside her. The feeling was everything to her, and she was for sure putting on a show for you. Her right hand slide to the middle of her body, her fingers trailing up to take one of her nipples in between. She moaned at the feeling, her eyes never once leaving yours.
The way your cock was stirring her insides was such an unholy feeling, so delicately good that she knew she was going to become addicted to. Manon reached out and grabbed one of your hands, placing it on top of her unattended breast. You didn’t know what to do, just holding the mound in your hand. She didn’t seem to mind, and now she was full on bouncing on top of your cock. Your eyes looked down to where you were joined, seeing your previous orgasm spreading every time she lifted up.
The feeling was so undeniably good that the moans that escaped you were out of character. But it only fueled the woman on top of you, her hips raising and falling with reckless intent, the slicked noise being music to her ears. Her hips rolled with deadly precision, the right amount of her velvety walls nudging against your sensitive head every time she circled them. “You look so good like this, baby.” Her praise made your cock twitch which she indeed noticed. “Fuck—never woulda guessed that I could’ve had you like this for a long time. Look at me, ____.”
Her hand reached down to your throat, squeezing enough to have your breath get caught but not enough to stop airflow. She looked so divine above you, her hips working you over in a way that had you squirming underneath her. You could tell she loved eye contact. She was staring so intently into your eyes that the sight alone had your cock ready to burst. “You gonna cum baby?” She asked, her hand that was toying with her breast now reaching behind her to caress your tightened balls. You were wondering why you were so hot and forgot that you were completely clothed still, with her beautifully situated on top of you. But she was waiting for your response. Her hand around your throat tightening just slightly, “Answer me.” Her voice was stern and commanding.
Your hands shot up to her wrist, “Ye—yes I’m gonna… fuck…” She was so impossibly tight it had you losing your mind. Manon lowered herself towards you, her face a few inches away with her hand still around your throat but tightening. “Mer…” You would be a liar if you said her choking you wasn’t speeding up your orgasm, your eyes trying to stay open and on her.
She shook her head with a sly grin on her face, “Call me Mami, baby.” The way her hips sped up had you trembling, her ass rising and falling very quickly, the curve of your cock sliding so perfectly into her in a way she couldn’t even hold together. “Fuck—I need you to cum before me. Come on.” Her hand that was on your balls released them before going to her clit, getting herself to tighten the more she circled it with two fingers.
“Mami…” Your voice came out as a broken whimper and she’d be lying if she said that it wasn’t the sexiest thing she’s ever heard. “I’m so close Mami.” Your arms went to wrap around her body, just needing something to hold on to. It felt so much more intense than a regular session of you masturbating, the warmth completely engulfing your cock in a way that had your eyes stinging with slight water.
Manon inched closer to your face, her lips close yet never touching. She started riding you roughly now, her hips practically slamming against your own. The way your face started twisting, your voice coming out as broken moans of her name told her everything she needed to know. She removed her hand from your throat and placed them on either side of your head. She wanted to see and hear everything once you came, and she wasn’t going to waste this moment by choking you. Maybe another time.
Her eyes were fixed on your face, your hands tightening on her lower back once you locked up. You tried keeping your eyes on her but they instantly shot closed. Your body convulsed violently under her, her eyes never once leaving your face seeing your teeth grit the more she moved. “Oh fuck—Mami fuck…” She could feel you shooting thick ropes into her, though the sensation made her want to never get up. She hardly slowed her movements, “Baby…” Your voice trembled, your body pulling itself flush to hers to try and get some ground on the situation.
Her hand went to the back of your neck, holding you closely the more she overstimulated your nerves. “That’s it ____. Fuck I’m close too.” Her fingers trailed to your hair, threading in your locks to hold you tightly. Her eyes were shut, her face in utter bliss. She could feel how you were twitching violently inside her, cock still spurting inside her. The way you were whimpering was so sexy to her, “Hold on baby. I’m almost there.” Her free arm wrapped around your back, securing your body against her.
Your face was pressed to her collarbone, your mouth hanging open and leaving a small amount of saliva every time she bounced on top of you. Her grip around you tightened, pulling you closer to her. You were so overstimulated that your entire body was trembling, you could feel your legs shaking. It was a great feeling but a little too much, and Manon loved every second of it. “Fuck baby. I’m cumming—shit!” Her voice reached a peak you never thought you’d hear, her walls contracting violently around you before tightening completely.
She held you impossibly closer, her arms damn near constricting your blood from flowing. She gently guided her hips in small bounces, occasionally adding little circles and stimulating you more. You didn’t let her go. You couldn’t. Your arms held her, a soothing hand caressing her back trying to help her regain her composure. The feel of her body against yours was so intense, so heavenly, so beautiful that your body jerked every time she moved. Manon removed her arm from around your back, pulling your face away from her neck so she could look at you.
She watched your face wince every time she circled her hips. She tugged at the hairs on the nape of your neck and pulled you close to her, sealing your lips in a deep kiss. Her tongue slipped against yours quickly, hers sucking gently at yours causing you both to moan out in each other’s mouths. Her hips bounced gently before coming to a hesitant stop, hers walls still convulsing around you. Your hands went back to her lower back, caressing the skin so tenderly that it had her shuddering against you. Manon sighed against your lips, the kiss stopping and her pulling away so slowly.
Her eyes stared into yours, a sparkle that you swore you’ve never seen before. She was definitely in love with you and you could tell that. “Are you okay?” Her voice was so soft and gentle.
You nodded with a small grin, “I’m more than okay, Mami.”
She chuckled softly at that, “You gonna keep calling me that?” Her smile was so beautiful even after what you’ve both just done, being breathless and worn out.
“Nah. I like calling you baby more.” Her eyes held so much love and adoration that you almost cried from the sight. “What does this… y’know?”
You didn’t want to get the wrong idea, however, even though she did say she was in love with you earlier. The feelings you were feeling were a bit too much. You understood it all but you hoped this wasn’t just a quick fuck for her. She saw how you looked away a bit, her hand pulling at your chin to get you to look at her eyes. They held nothing but pure love and intentions in them. “____, I meant what I said about being in love with you. I wanna be with you so bad it fucking hurts.” A humorless laugh escaped her. “I just don’t want us to ever feel like our careers—the distance is getting in the way.”
She genuinely wanted to be with you and that had you bursting at the seams with joy inside. “Baby, I love you.” You started, hers eyes staring down so lovingly at you. “I promise you that the distance doesn’t matter to me. Not even a little bit. If you ever need me even if it’s for a second, you know I’ll be there. I’ve always been there.”
Her eyes looked like they wanted to spill over, her smile making you fall more for her. If that were possible. This time you pulled her into a kiss, initiating it deeper with your lips moving so slowly against her own. The kiss wasn’t too long once she pulled back, her hands falling to your shoulders and then forearms to gently caress your skin under the hoodie you were still wearing. “I love you more. But just know that this…” She gave a harsh bounce against your cock, your entire body jerking up as your hands tightened around her. She could only smile. “I’m probably addicted to it.”
Manon smiled before wrapping her arms back around your neck, pulling you into the most heartwarming kiss ever. You would be lying if you said that this wasn’t the best night of your life.
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Now at rehearsals, Manon and the rest of the girls were doing the choreography for Gnarly. They’ve been here since 7am which was normal for them. It was only 9am but it felt longer. Manon was a bit sore from last nights activity but she somehow didn’t let it affect her. Her girls could see the glow on her face from a mile away, the way she smiled almost every second and the way she just looked way more vibrant. She was on her A game this morning so they knew something had happened. It left them all wondering. When it was time for break, they couldn’t help themselves.
It was Lara who walked over first with Megan, both of them watching Manon who was stretching in front of the mirror. “You gonna spill the tea or what?” Megan asked, joining her in the mirror to just look at her reflection.
“Yeah, you’ve been more focused than all of us and it shows.” Lara sat on the floor beside the two girls, stretching her legs trying to get the tension out of them.
Manon was stretching her arms above her head, now seeing Sophia and Daniela coming up behind in the mirror, though Yoonchae had walked away to go somewhere else, maybe the bathroom. She turned to all of them, “Are y’all here to like—interrogate me or something?” She asked, her eyes going between all the girls.
Sophia walked up on the right to and looked at Manon, “Not at all. We’re just curious why you haven’t done a single thing to make rehearsals chaotic yet.”
They all just stared at her, Manon turning back to face the mirror and shrugging. “Me and ____ are together.” She said it so casually like it was the most obvious thing ever. But the shock that came from them had her so confused, “What the hell are y’all freaking out about?”
“You can’t just come in here with this—“ Lara vaguely gestured over Manon, “This unknown glow we’ve never seen. You’re always glowing but my goodness!”
She could see how excited they all were, which only made her shake her head with a smile. “Oh my God Manon, girl!” Daniela practically shouted, clearly cheering her friend on. “We gotta know the details like now! What happened after y’all left the club?”
Manon took a breath, deeply inhaling any oxygen she needed right now. She wasn’t going to go into too many details but she wanted them to note some. “Well I was jealous, and then I kinda just said fuck it and told her how I felt.” They all practically leaned in, waiting for her to finish. “Then one thing led to another and we—y’know.” Her head tilted as she said that, getting the girls to understand what she was hinting at, all of them shrieking in awe. They loved that for the both of them, because they wanted ____ and Manon together. They knew Manon was in love, it wasn’t hard to see.
They were going over the details, just talking back and forth between each other. Manon was explaining how ____ was inexperienced before that which made them all soften in a way. They were morally surprised at that fact though, but they found it to be cute. Daniela was being overly dramatic about how she knew that ____ was waiting on Manon because she already basically knew how ____ felt. Basically.
Amidst all the chattering, you walked in. You were holding a tray of coffee, and a big bag of breakfast food for Manon and the rest of the girls. You knew she hadn’t eaten yet and maybe the other girls didn’t either, so you took the liberty to buying them all breakfast. You walked in and saw them all surrounded by the mirror, none of them noticing you. You were walking over to greet them, not knowing what you were in for. You didn’t know if Manon had told them yet or not, so you didn’t want to call her the pet name “baby,” not just yet if she hadn’t told them.
But you figured she did once Megan looked back at you, practically shooting your name with a loud and dramatic, “Look who it is!” That caused them all to turn, but it was Manon who practically ran towards you.
She was so adorable, her happiness being the best part of your day. “Babyyyyyyy!” She shouted, her arms open wide as she pulled you into the biggest hug, you trying to steady yourself and not drop the food. God she knew how to relax every bone in your body. Not that you were stressed or anything, she just made you so happy that almost nothing else mattered. She pulled back briefly to press kisses all over your face, not missing a single inch of skin.
“Hi baby.” You mumbled in between her kissing, her lips going to your cheek, forehead, jaw, lips. Everywhere. In the corner of your eye, you saw the rest of the girls walking over to you both, nothing but big smiles etched across their faces. “Hi—gu—guy!” Your voice was a bit muffled, now that she pressed a big kiss to your lips this time, just before pulling away and wrapping her arms around one of your arms. “I got you all breakfast.” You smiled, holding up the food and drinks. But none of them looked at that. All eyes were on you. You could feel sweat pooling at the nape of your neck, your palms getting sweaty.
“Sooooo, you finally did it huh?” Daniela asked, a teasing tone in her voice.
“And to think that she was your guest is even more crazy. All that time on the road and you’ve like—never?!” Lara was so distraught, of course Manon told them.
You were a bit more nervous to be around them now. “It’s okay ____.” Sophia started, walking a up on you just a little. “I mean, with the tattoo of her name on your neck, the matching rings you both wear, I mean—it was pretty obvious that this was bound to happen.”
You smiled softly, looking over at the beautiful woman who was leaning on your shoulder. She was staring at you so lovingly it made your heart melt. “Just as long as y’all don’t bring that PDA bull crap around us all the time.” Megan sighed. She walked over to you and took the tray of coffee and the bag of food, so casually as she trailed towards a table in the building.
“By the way, I love this for y’all. Y’all look so cute together.” Daniela practically jumped, jogging past you as she lightly nudged you and went towards where Megan was sitting. You already knew you were never going to live this down.
Lara was next to walk by you, “Just as long as you don’t get jealous when we perform M.I.A, then I’m down for this.” Oh, and you might wanna cover up those marks on your neck a little more.”
You chuckled at that, because yes you’ve seen those performances. They were always wild and crazy but at the same time, you weren’t going to make them change their routine just for you. But it was embarrassing with the fact that your neck that was littered in hickeys were on full display. Sophia stood before you, a smile on her face as she reached for a hug, Manon pulling away briefly so she could do so. “We all love you, and we love you for Manon. We know you’ll do right by her, just always keep her happy for us, okay?”
“Of course, Sophia. I love her way too much and—I’m too afraid of you to let you down.” Sophia laughed at that, her hand going to your shoulder and giving it a good squeeze, just before she walked over to where the rest of the girls were. Now it was just you and Manon standing there and when you turned back to her, she leaned forward to place a softer much firmer kiss to your lips. She wrapped her arms lovingly around you, both of you practically melting against one another. “That wasn’t particularly unpleasant.”
Manon pulled away, your hands dropping to her hips with a firm grip still on her. “It was bound to happen. I’m glad it turned out this way though.” Her smile lit up the whole room, your eyes softening more and more. “So what do you think about a hard launch?”
Your eyes went a little wide, her smile only widening. “Like a relationship hard launch or like a—“
She laughed and cut you off, “Yeah, a relationship hard launch, what else?” She had asked you.
“I would love for you to hard launch us. If I’m being honest, I wanted to do it last night but didn’t know what you’d say about that.”
She reached for her phone that was in her pocket, pulling it out and unlocking it. You watched as she scrolled through her apps and tapped on her profile. Instagram. She went to a post, it was a new one. She turned her phone and showed you. “Already has 5 million likes.” She stated, your eyes looking at her phone and seeing it was a photo dump of you and her. It had so many likes and comments and you could see that it was clearly still getting more. “I posted this when I woke up this morning. Hope you don’t mind.”
You gently placed a kiss to her lips, smiling down at her with nothing but love and adoration. “I’m glad you did it. I’m gonna do it too, because I love you so much and need you to know that you’re all I want. I know a post won’t prove that but it’ll prove to the world that you’re my world.”
She couldn’t be more happier. Knowing that the girls were looking at you both, phones out recording, giggling and all. They were happy for you. YOU were happy for you. This was all you needed and no matter what, Manon knew it was you.
It was always you.
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Now you know world. It was always her. @____official ❤️
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Authors Note — I really enjoyed writing this! I was trying to shorten it up because it was getting waaaaay too long! But I love Manon and can’t help but be so sad with every thing that’s going on. I hope that anyone who read this enjoyed! Requests are open and if you do requests, you can request short fics because this took entirely too long lmao. Thank you!
