#manon drabble

[manzies-heart]

hii maybe some g!p roommate manon?

content warnings: g!p manon. perv!manon. morning wood. masturbation. college au. flim major!manon.

you met manon on fizz when she was looking for a roommate to help split funds on an apartment off campus for junior year.

you also were interested in the same thing and decided to message her, you two shared socials and started making introductions and plans.

soon, summer was over and you both moved in, things were so awkward, manon was actually pretty nice to you. she would cook and make extra for you, and always does most of the chores so you barely have to worry anything.

though, manon didn’t all these things for you, she still acted very nervous and shy around you. it was never a time where she wouldn’t stumble on her words at least once or twice or get caught staring at you for too long.

oh, you noticed but you never said anything. you just thought manon was just an awkward person and how she acted with everyone.

but what you didn’t know is that those stares turned into thoughts, and then those thoughts turned into feelings.

as the semester went on, the flim major developed a crush on you. waking up thinking of you—waking up with a throbbing dick bracing against her boxers from the dreams she’s had of you.

those dreams lead to another and now, manon would spend most of her nights with her boxers to her ankles and her thick girth in her tatted hand.

manon did a thing she wasn’t very proud of. when you’re away in class, manon would sneak in your room, snooping through your drawers, your panties drawer specifically, borrowed one of your sexy lace panties from your room.

and since then, manon would always end up here. fucking into her hand, with your

lace around the curve of her fat cock, milking the fabric with her cum.

manon’s feet curled at the pleasure, her dick twitching in her hand as she was near her nut. her hips lifting slightly off her bed, “so c-close baby, f-fuck.” manon whined, her hand now rapid around her cock.

more whines and soft grunts let from the manon’s mouth before a final ached cry left her mouth before her cum spurted all over your panties and her hand.

manon gasped at the amount of nut leaving from her dick, now leaking down to her naked thighs, creating a big mess.

manon sighed, closing her eyes shut at the overwhelming release and a small feeling of embarrassment.

manon felt like a freak, stealing—borrowing your panties and using them to beat her dick and get her nut off.

but manon knew that this wouldn’t be the last time.

[manzies-heart]

💭 . . . thinking about you and stoner!manon

smoking together even after an argument.

you and manon always smoked together before bed, it was a routine, it was apart of the relationship. a time to connect and spend quality time with each other after not seeing each other all day from your different and busy daily schedules. you two rarely skip out on a night time session, really never unless you were both too worn out and wanted to immediately call it a night.

even when you two are having a little disagreement or argument. that doesn’t stop anything! sure, there’s a little tension and a loud silence but the session is still happening.

“yo..” manon called out, standing in the dorm frame, leaning her weight on it slightly, “i just rolled up. you coming?” manon watched you, your slumped shoulders from frustration, and your eyes held a bit of attitude in your gaze.

“yea. i’m coming.” your answer was short and sharp, but you got up, meeting manon by the door, looking up in her eyes, before walking to the your designated smoke spot.

manon sat next to you, with a little space between you both, not wanting to intrude. she grabbed the blunt and lighter from the table, putting the blunt to your mouth and sparking the lighter.

manon always let you hit the blunt first, it was tradition at this point.

you passed the blunt to manon after a few hits, the two of you still sitting in silence, still enjoying the presence of each other, even if you didn’t want to admit it at the moment.

it wouldn’t be long before one of you folded and gave in (9/10 it would always be manon), apologizing, kissing and making up before the blunt is over.