can u hear me out on this,,, can u do dom gp megan with feet kink like she puts reader legs on her shoulders and just starts sucking her feet while fucking 💔💔💔
💌 going back to writing taboo things after so long...
i love the concept of megan being a freak and a weirdo with the strangest fetishes and kinks because I feel like her entire personality in the bedroom boils down to that. of course she’s not just someone with a perverted mind because she’s really a lovely girlfriend who’s always there for you, giving you love and affection, willing to listen to you and always end up talking to you as if you were the two best friends with the best trust and connection in the whole world, giving you all the compliments and flattery possible because she is someone who always loves to tell you how beautiful you are even when the words slip out without thinking... she is truly a lovely person and the best girlfriend anyone could ever have :(
but as loving and romantic as she is, she also ends up being a pervert who feels absolutely turned on by you all the time and ends up fantasizing about you 24/7. there’s nothing wrong with that because you’re her partner and it’s normal for someone to see their partner with lustful and desirous eyes, but megan is certainly unique in this case because she is inherently wicked, and finally having a partner only makes it worse.
honestly, even she doesn’t know exactly how her strange fetish and guilty pleasure started... if you ask her to think back, she’d probably only be able to remember one time when you casually showed her a nail polish and mentioned that you’d be using it because you loved the color. at first, she thought you would use it on your hands because every now and then you suddenly felt the need to fix your nails a little, but her stupidity made you feel so tender that you ended up explaining to her that you would use nail polish on your toes because that day it was too hot to wear closed shoes and you needed some footwear to cool your feet but you weren’t willing to go around showing your feet if they were unkempt and without a nice polish to make them look good—this whole situation sounds normal because it’s common for some people to choose to paint their toenails if they’re going to wear something that shows them off, but we all know that situations will always change completely when it comes to megan because she’s a total pervert who sees much more than what’s shown in the situations... believe me, she doesn’t want to let that guilty pleasure grow because she’s aware that not everyone understands it, and it wouldn’t be well–received if she openly admitted that she finds it attractive, but megan is so foolish that she can’t control her own feelings, and instead of avoiding them, she just ends up thinking about them more and making them grow bigger and bigger.
and imagine her acting impulsively once during intimacy with you because she can no longer bear to hide her true, darkest, and deepest desires, except megan is embarrassed the second she realizes she acted without thinking and now she has to face reality... also as simple and normal as being with you in missionary position, making you feel so good and noticing it by the way your eyes close, you rest your head on the pillow and relax on the soft mattress. would it be silly to say that megan thought it would be a good idea to try out her ideas at the moment when you're most distracted? starting with something simple like slowly running your hands up and down your legs, lovingly kissing your ankles and everything being super casual because it’s something megan usually does sometimes. but everything gets weirder and more uncomfortable when she slowly and gently slides her tongue down your foot, thinking she’s being subtle and casual, but when she opens her eyes she finds you staring at her face, analyzing her actions... she gets embarrassed so easily, stopping trying to please you because she immediately bursts into tears and tells you between sobs not to be angry with her and think she’s a weirdo :(
# 𝗦𝗬𝗡𝗢𝗣𝗦𝗜𝗦: it feels like the universe favors megan skiendiel more. every time you’re just about to have a moment with daniela avanzini, something—or someone—always finds a way to ruin it.
# 𝗦𝗬𝗡𝗢𝗣𝗦𝗜𝗦: it feels like the universe favors megan skiendiel more. every time you’re just about to have a moment with daniela avanzini, something—or someone—always finds a way to ruin it.
wc: 540
megan was feeling every possible emotion at once.
watching you dance with daniela was doing something deeply unpleasant to her brain, and she hated how obvious it felt. she’d promised herself she wasn’t going to bother you tonight. she was going to be normal, mind her business.
that plan lasted approximately three minutes.
if she wanted to get your attention, she needed a distraction. preferably a very annoying one.
which was how megan ended up grabbing emily, who had been drinking like water was illegal, and dragging her toward you and daniela.
“dude, what?” emily mumbled, nearly tripping over her own feet.
“just help me separate dani from jeon,” megan whispered, trying desperately to sound casual. “i don’t want them getting too close. jeon’s got… issues. we just need to cockblock them. simple.”
“aight, aight…” emily nodded, despite clearly processing approximately four percent of what megan had said. she suddenly frowned. “fuck, i think i’m gonna puke.”
megan ignored that. unfortunately, she would soon regret it.
the two finally reached you and daniela, who were still dancing and talking quietly over the music. megan tapped daniela on the shoulder.
you both stopped.your expression went from shy, to startled, to confused, and finally to mild annoyance.
megan knew that look immediately.
she’d spent practically her entire life learning how to read your face, and she could tell you’d been enjoying yourself way too much.
and that realization made her stomach twist.
that should be me.
instead, she forced a grin. “damn, y’all look like you’re having way too much fun over here.”
daniela laughed, resting her arm on your shoulder. you glanced at her hand for half a second before looking away, trying not to visibly malfunction.
“we’re just catching up,” daniela explained. “y/n was telling me about what happened in eighth grade.”
“aww,” megan said, making a face. “sounds riveting. dani, why don’t you come have fun with everyone else?”
daniela shook her head, smiling. “maybe later. honestly, i think i’m better off with y/n right now. everything else is kind of overwhelming.”
you immediately looked down, trying to hide the smile creeping onto your face. megan saw it. of course she fucking saw it.
why are you making this so difficult, dani?
at this point, megan was seriously considering letting emily puke on daniela.
she nudged emily, subtly motioning for her to separate the two of you.
emily, bless her drunk little soul, attempted to follow orders. she stumbled toward daniela, reaching for her arm, but daniela instinctively moved away. emily lost her balance, and you immediately stepped forward to catch her before she hit the floor.
“oh, shit.” emily ended up half-collapsed against you, barely keeping herself upright.
“you okay?” you asked, grabbing her arms and helping her steady herself. “yeah, y/n…” emily mumbled, blinking up at you. “what perfume are you using? you smell so ni—”
she suddenly gagged.
megan’s eyes widened. “oh fuck.”
she lunged forward to pull emily away. but it was too late.
emily promptly threw up all over you.
megan froze. daniela froze. you froze. everybody around you guys saw that.
emily just stood there, looking mildly confused about what had happened. “oh, man…”
# 𝗦𝗬𝗡𝗢𝗣𝗦𝗜𝗦: it feels like the universe favors megan skiendiel more. every time you’re just about to have a moment with daniela avanzini, something—or someone—always finds a way to ruin it.
you were going insane, and you were doing a terrible job of pretending otherwise. you’d always been good at acting nonchalant over text, but in real life? when you weren’t actually pissed off? absolutely fucking impossible. your nerves were written all over your face, and your friends were having the time of their lives watching you suffer.
“if you guys somehow get me laid by chaewon tonight, i’ll owe you,” yunjin announced, bargaining with hanni like they were negotiating an international peace treaty.
hanni sighed. getting yunjin anywhere near chaewon was already difficult enough. getting her laid? that was about as realistic as becoming a billionaire overnight with a single dollar.
“yeah, yeah. bet,” hanni said, nodding along despite clearly having no fucking clue how they were supposed to pull that off.
you all agreed to help yunjin get chaewon’s attention, obviously. whether the second half of her plan was happening was a completely different story. especially tonight, at a party where yunjin and adela had enough unresolved beef to turn one accidental glance into world war three.
“fine, jeon y/n—” yunjin suddenly grabbed your arm and pulled you closer, giving it a firm squeeze.
“you better not embarrass yourself,” she warned. “and more importantly, you better not embarrass me.”
“‘kay, jen.” you nodded quickly.
yunjin nodded back like she’d just sent a soldier into battle.
when you looked toward the others, hanni immediately gave you two thumbs up. jake flashed you a reassuring smile.
“good luck, mate.”
then, out of absolutely nowhere, sunghoon opened his mouth. “use the triangle method. but the coochie version.”
you stared at him. “what?”
he looked completely serious.
“look at their right eye, then down at their coochie, then back up to their left eye. worked for me once, but it was a dick. i call it super flirting skills.”
you blinked several times. “that’s called harassment, hoon.”
sunghoon shrugged like you’d just rejected a scientifically proven technique.
he was so fucking weird.
“y/n, ignore his ass and come on,” yunjin said, already grabbing your wrist. “i have a shot to make later.”
“jen—”
“nope. no backing out now.”
she started dragging you toward the stairs, where daniela was somewhere downstairs with her friends.
as you made your way down the staircase of adela’s parents’ ridiculously massive house, your eyes immediately started scanning the crowded room.
and then you saw her. daniela.
she was sitting on the couch with sophia and lara, casually talking with a few people nearby, looking completely at ease.
your stomach dropped. oh. here she was.
the girl you’d spent years thinking about. the girl you’d been mentally rehearsing conversations with since you found out she was back.
and now she was literally twenty feet away.
your brain immediately stopped functioning.
then, just as you reached the final few steps—
megan skiendiel appeared directly in your line of sight.
because apparently the universe hated you personally.
“yo, hobbit,” megan said, holding a cup out toward your face. “want a drink?”
“no.”
you answered so quickly it almost sounded automatic.
your eyebrows furrowed in annoyance. megan stuck her tongue out at you.
“whatever.”
then she turned and wandered back toward her friends, where you spotted emily already drinking like she was preparing for the apocalypse.
you watched megan leave for half a second before yunjin nudged your side. “time’s ticking.” she pointed at her wrist like she was wearing an invisible watch.
“god, jen, i’m so fucking nervous.”
“hey. hey.” yunjin immediately softened. “don’t be.” she squeezed your shoulder.
“daniela avanzini is not going to eat you.”
you glanced at her.
“unless she does,” yunjin added, immediately cracking up at her own joke.
“jen.”
“okay, okay. serious face.”
she cleared her throat and tried to look composed.
“breathe in. breathe out. you’re fine. there’s literally nothing to panic about. i’m sure she still likes you.”
your heart jumped. then yunjin immediately added, “as a friend, obviously.”
she bit her tongue to keep herself from laughing, shaking her head wjen she saw your expression.
“jen...”
“sorry! sorry.”
“now, come on. let’s get you to your juliet.” she gestured dramatically toward daniela like some royal attendant presenting you with your destiny.
you groaned, but your eyes betrayed you, already drifting back toward daniela.
“ughh fine.”
as soon as you and yunjin reached daniela and the others, yunjin’s entire personality switched on like someone had plugged her into a wall.
“yooo, soph! larz!” she greeted them with way too much enthusiasm, immediately throwing her arms around both girls. yunjin was somehow friends with everyone — literally everyone — so seeing her already comfortable with sophia and lara wasn’t surprising. the only people she seemed incapable of getting along with were adela and her little entourage, which was probably for the best considering the amount of beef they had.
“hey, jen!” sophia greeted her just as excitedly.
yunjin immediately dabbed both sophia and lara, somehow making the entire interaction look both painfully awkward and weirdly coordinated at the same time. then her eyes landed on daniela. acting mode on.
“wait—daniela avanzini? oh my god, hi! how have you been?” she exclaimed, pulling daniela into a quick hug. “it’s been sooo many years.”
“i know, right?” daniela laughed, hugging her back. “it’s been almost a decade. i’ve been good, though. what about you? are you having fun tonight?”
“yeah, i’m doing great. just chilling with my gang,” yunjin replied, deliberately avoiding the phrase good party because giving adela that compliment would apparently kill her. her eyes then landed on the guy sitting in front of the girls.
yunjin gave his shoulder a light slap. “hey, bro. you mind moving away?”
the guy looked at her, confused.
yunjin stared back. he still didn’t move.
“bro,” she said, “are you leaving or nah?”
“oh—yeah, sorry.”
he quickly got up and disappeared into the crowd, leaving yunjin to drop into the newly vacant spot like she’d just successfully evicted a squatter.
meanwhile, you had been completely forgotten.
you stood awkwardly behind the couch, hands clasped together, looking like you’d been summoned to the principal’s office with both parents waiting beside you. you had no idea what to do with yourself. you couldn’t even look directly at daniela without feeling your entire nervous system short-circuit.
yunjin finally glanced over her shoulder.
“oh, and y/n’s apparently not having any fun tonight,” she announced, laughing. “which is crazy because she usually loves parties. guess the person hosting this one just isn’t very good at it.”
sophia and lara laughed, though lara looked like she was already suspicious.
then daniela looked up. straight at you.
your entire body went stiff.
“i never knew y/n was into partying,” daniela said, her expression genuinely amused.
you weren't. not really. your friends basically dragged you to anything involving loud music and questionable decisions, and even then, you showed up maybe once every blue moon. but before you could explain yourself, yunjin jumped in.
“oh, she’s changed,” yunjin said confidently. “she’s not that little girl you remember anymore. she’s older now, prettier, pretty handsome, stronger, smarter, wiser—”
you slowly nodded along, hoping she would stop.
she did not.
“and she’s really good at getting girls, you know? apparently everyone says she’s good in bed.”
you stopped breathing.
your head snapped toward her. what the fuck did you just say?
sophia’s eyes practically doubled in size.
lara immediately burst out laughing. “oh, damn. i never knew jeon y/n had game like that.”
daniela looked just as stunned, her lips slightly parted as she stared at you like she was trying to reconcile this completely fictional version of you with the childhood friend she remembered.
you, meanwhile, were silently preparing yunjin’s funeral.
you were a virgin.
you had never even come close to doing half the shit she was casually advertising about you.
and yunjin, apparently determined to ruin your life, doubled down.
“i know, right?” she said proudly. “she’s basically the strap queen.”
you stared at her in absolute horror.
the fucking what?
before you could correct the record, yunjin suddenly stood up.
“anyway! soph, larz, come get drinks with me. this party is boring as hell.”
she grabbed both girls and started pulling them away before either of them could question her further. as she passed you, she leaned close enough that only you could hear her.
“your turn to get some daniela coochie,” she whispered, giving your shoulder an encouraging pat before disappearing with sophia and lara.
you just stood there.
completely dumbfounded.
then you slowly looked back at daniela.
she was already looking at you.
oh, fuck.
you swallowed, suddenly forgetting every word you had ever learned. you gave her a tiny, awkward wave before pointing toward the couch yunjin had just abandoned.
You were lying on your bed, scrolling through Pinterest for inspiration since your one-year anniversary with Megan was coming up and you wanted to do something nice.
You looked up when you heard the creak of your door, and there she was. Megan walked up to you, wagging her tail, and got in bed to cuddle. She snuggled against your neck, the fur of her ears tickling you
“What are you looking at?” Megan asked and you put your phone down quickly.
“Nothing, Mei” You caressed behind her ear, she closed her eyes and murmured “Feels nice”
You grabbed your phone again, but this time it was to take a picture of Megan. She always looked cute like this.
Megan noticed, and her ears perked up. She looked at you and leaned up for a quick kiss. Her tail wagged from happiness. That always happened when you both kissed.
Hours passed, it was past 7 pm by now. Megan was hungry, but she refused to get out of bed. You could hear her stomach growling, and her ears were slightly down.
“Pup, let’s go eat dinner” You whispered, cupping her face and caressing her cheek.
“Five more minutes” Megan secured her tail around your thigh so you wouldn’t stand up abruptly.
“Okay, Meimie, but then we go eat, okay?” You murmured and gave her a chast kiss on her cheek
“Okay, ma’am” Megan stares at you with pouty lips and doe eyes, expecting something.
“You want to hear it so bad?” You chuckle and kiss her lips softly. Megan’s ears go down from embarrassment, and she hides on your neck, murmuring nonsense.
“Look at me, Mei” She does when she hears your soft voice
“Good puppy” You smile wider when you feel Megan’s tail wagging uncontrollably and her ears perk up.
The minutes pass, and now you are both in the kitchen. Megan is just sitting down while you cook dinner.
Mid-cooking, you went to the bathroom. When you opened the door to go back to the kitchen, Megan was sitting there, pouting, waiting for you,
“Megan-”
“I missed you” Her voice cracks, like she was about to cry
“I told you to stay in the kitchen, watching the chicken.” You sprint to the kitchen, and the food is burnt. “Oh no” You try to save it, but it is useless.
“I’m sorry” Megan’s tail was down, her ears too, looking at the floor.
You cupped her face. “It’s okay, we can order something, yeah?” You kissed her briefly. “Just try not to follow me everywhere” You gave her a soft smile, and she gave you one back.
“Awww, such a good puppy”
It is safe to say Megan has the brightest smile as she orders food.
# 𝗦𝗬𝗡𝗢𝗣𝗦𝗜𝗦: it feels like the universe favors megan skiendiel more. every time you’re just about to have a moment with daniela avanzini, something—or someone—always finds a way to ruin it.
“Are you sure?” Megan asks as you sit on her lap. Both of you naked, lining up your entrance with Megan´s glistening tip. “Last time you barely lasted 30 seconds”
“Shut up” You said before sinking slowly. “Fuck- Megan, you are stretching me out-” you held her shoulders for support as you sank completely. It wasn´t the first time you tried riding Megan, but it was the first time you were determined to succeed.
You started moving your hips in circles, mostly to make yourself more comfortable. Megan was holding your hips, helping you for a while. She knew you needed some time before riding her properly.
“You are the prettiest girl ever” She murmurs as she places soft kisses all over your neck and shoulders.
You hum in response and start to move up and down slowly. The sound of skin slapping makes you (and Megan) more and more aroused with each second that passes.
Megan tries to match your pace by thrusting upwards, but you stopped. “Megan, no”
“Y/n-”
“No, Megan. I wanna do this for you” You whisper, and Megan is quick to catch your lips in a sloppy kiss.
“I love you so much, Y/n”
“I love you too, Megan.” You resume your pace, with Megan sitting still below you.
You frowned a bit as your knees started to hurt. But you couldn’t let down your girlfriend, not this time. She noticed your expression, and caressed your hips. “Come on, baby, you can do it” She whispered and kissed your sternum.
Megan’s body got a bit shaky, her hands roaming all over your hips and waist. She was so close. You heard the soft whimpers she was letting out as she hid in your neck.
“Y/n…”
You held her nape and pulled her away softly. “Don’t take your eyes off me, Meimei”
Megan opened her eyes and mumbled “Can’t– feels too good”
Your knees were hurting more, but you could feel her cock twitching inside you, she was close “Megan- I´m close”
She kissed you “Me too, baby, fuck- me too”
Megan came quickly, her cum dripping down your thighs as you kept riding her for a few more seconds, chasing your own orgasm. Seconds later, you collapsed on top of her.
“You did so good, baby, so good” Megan murmurs into your neck as she holds you close. “Ready for round 2? I’ll do all the work this time”
