would you do rue bennett x silver slipper stripper?? but like rue knows reader from high school.?
rue bennett ! x silver slipper stripper! reader
♫ back of the club - kwn
note: acck! nonnie, i love this idea <3. i hope i wrote this perfectly to your vision! this is like my first real smut work so i'm a bit nervousss. and it took so long :(
❤︎ contains smut: car sex, rough oral sex (reader), spit play?
“Oh shit, sorry.” Rue's eyebrows shoot up the second she pushes the dressing room door open. Rue quickly slams it closed, cursing at herself for not knocking.
"Actually...can you help me?"
Rue's lips tug into a big smirk, her hand already on the doorknob when she finally gets a good look at you. The apology evaporates in her throat.
"Y/n?" Rue pushes the door open a little wider, analyzing you head to toe. Out of all the strippers she expected to see, it damn sure wasn't you. Memories of crowded hallways, and passing each other between periods came rushing back in her mind.
A laugh escape her lips.
"No fuckin' way."
"Hey, Rue." You grin invitingly. "Just gonna stare, or help me clip this bra on?"
Rue freezes like a robot, before walking forward, "Yeah, my bad." She tugs lightly at the clips, clacking it together. The soft brush of fingers against your exposed back made you shiver a little.
"Is that better?" She asks, raising your hand above in the air to do a quick twirl, "to make sure your outfit is in place," but it was obvious she did that to check out your figure. You were still so sexy to look at.
"Mhm, everything secured."
"I didn't know you worked here," Rue comments, while you reapply your lipstick at the vanity table.
"Started last month. Been a long time since highschool, yeah?"
Rue nods, although unfocused on what you actually were saying. Her brain could only replay the times she would catch glances at you in history class, or when she tried to get Maddy to put her on with you.
"I see Alamo hired you as a newbie."
"Huh? Oh—yeah, he did. I uh, started last week." Rue rubs the back of her neck, unable to fully indulge. She stumbled across her words in the mist of the small talk. It's as if you were an alluring siren, and she was simply your next prey at shore.
You giggle softly at a joke Rue blurted out, "You're hella funny. Wait, here lemme give you my number." Grabbing a sharpie pen from the vanity table, you scribble your digits on Rue's palm. You held her hand for a few seconds longer than necessary, looking up at the taller woman.
"Hey, I have a session with 'Cupcake'?" A young man, maybe in his twenty's peaks out from the dressing room. You chew on the new string bubblegum of the night.
"Yeah, I'll be right there with you, sir." You call out, before facing towards the curly-headed girl. "I'll see you later?"
Rue chugs a crooked grin, "Of course you will. And If you need a ride, I can drive you home."
"Perfect. I'll meet you at the back of the club." You blow a quick kiss, and smirked a little before strutting forward, leaving the dressing room.
Rue's head follows your body, shamelessly eyeing the way your butt jiggled with every step. Hate to see her go, but love to watch her leave. Damn.
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Rue settles against the wall outside the club, boringly kicking at a loose pebble while waiting for your shift to end. Every now and then she’d glance toward the back entrance, a small smile tugging at her lips at the thought of seeing you again.
You look around, in search for Bennett. You changed out into some comfy clothes, a sweatpants and tank top two piece.
"Yo, Y/n." Rue grins, and clicks on her car key.
A smile tugs at your lips as you walk towards the brunette.
"Been a long day."
"Yeah, it has. Cute outfit." Rue compliments, taking in how good your body looked in anything you wore. The both of you enter the car.
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"How come we never really talked during high school?"
The question catches Rue off guard. The grip on the steering wheel tightens before she eases the car out of the parking lot. She checks her mirrors, flicks on the turn signal, then lets out a quiet laugh under her breath.
"I was..a little shy." Bennett mutters.
"Shy? Really?"
"Mhm. I used to be like.....a little scared to talk to you."
The car hums a simple tune on the radio, as Rue pulls onto the main road. Streetlights streak across the windshield, casting soft flashes of gold over her face. She keeps her attention on the road, thumb lazily tapping the steering wheel.
"For real?" You blink slowly, before a small giggle releasing.
Rue stops at a red light.
"Yeah." she shrugs, the corner of her mouth twitching upward. "I had a little crush on you. Or whatever." She was nervous.
"Rue."
"Yeah?"
"You remember seven minutes in heaven at Daniel's house party? During junior year?"
Rue chuckles.
"Of course I do. We kissed in there. I was scared out my mind to talk to you after."
"Mmm..no, no, no. You met Jules right after and became inseparable."
Rue lets out a small laugh, she glances over at you for a split second before returning her attention on the road. "Guess I kinda rewrote history there."
"You remembered kissing me before meeting your ex girlfriend?"
Rue nervously scratches the back of her neck, one hand on the wheel.
"Can you blame me? I mean..look at you."
"Just a little."
"Okay, maybe I thought about you way more than I should've. Sounds a little fucked up..but I don't care."
Silence settle in the car. Not awkward, just comfortable. The radio fills the space with low music while the city drifts by outside.
"I would've gave you a chance, you know..Even right now."
Rue's fingers tighten around the steering wheel. For a moment, she doesn’t say anything. A quiet chuckle, one that sounds more disbelieving than amused.
"Shit." She mumbles. She can't hide the smile revealing at the corner of her mouth. Those were the best words she's heard all day today.
A few streets later, she pulls up outside your apartment.
Rue shifts comfortably in the driver's seat, her toned stomach peaking out, along with her Calvin Klein boxers. She takes a moment to think.
"You really would've?"
You nod.
"I've wanted to kiss you again, for like..years."
"So kiss me."
Rue searches the expression on your face. You seemed serious enough.
"Really?"
"C'mon." You whisper softly, gently tugging at the brunette's sleeve. You have this sort of confidence that made Rue feel small. She felt giddy and shy in your hold.
The kiss is soft at first, almost hesitant. Rue smiles against your lips, her hand finding yours, before caressing the side of your cheek.
A small moan escapes, the feeling of Rue's tongue dancing along with yours. It was sexy. Pleasure runs through your body with the touch of needy hands gripping on the sides of your hips.
Rue pulls away, her mouth stained with your lipstick. She took a moment to catch her breath, ambition running through her veins.
"Get in the back." Her voice sounded hoarse, dead serious.
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You shiver at the sensation of spit spread all around your folds.
"Rue..." You whimper, eyes rolling back.
She licks up at your clit, plugging her tongue inside. Your hands grip tightly at the car seat, mind fucking empty. Why is she so good at this? Fuck, you should've been on the 'Rue Bennett train' yeaaars ago.
"Sosososo, so good, mphff.." Your voice hicks, overstimulated with Rue's spit lubricating along with her tongue. Wet squelches fill the car, and your hands desperately grip on Rue's messy curly hair. She liked that shit.
No, actually. Bennett loved having her hair pulled by a pretty girl. She enjoyed it even more experiencing the way you'd ride your needy pussy on her tongue, using her face for pleasure at this point.
"Sorry, sorry..mm," you apologize sheepishly, "Is this too rough- mm!" Big hands grip at your ass cheeks, hungrily pushing you forward even more on the center of her face.
Rue watches through her gazed eyes from above, glancing at how your tits bounce beautifully in tune with every movement you did on her mouth.
"I'm gonna..m' gonna cum.." You whine, hips bucking up forward, releasing your juices all over her face. Rue shuts her eyes, licking around her mouth to taste your sweet cum. Her chest rose and fell with a slow exhale, the smile on her face lingering long as she takes off her shirt. "Such a good girl, pretty you did so good."
"It's so fuckin' hot in here," She continues talking, before pressing a wet kiss on your lips.
"You eat pussy good." your fingers circle around her boxers.
"Mm, yeah? I can do it whenever you like. Call me whenever you need a face to ride," Rue grins, holding the hands at her waistband, before helping you slip back in your sweatpants. "Sorry pretty, I gotta go somewhere right after." She plants a small kiss on your neck.
"Mm.. okay, But call me?" You smile a little after receiving the neck peck, opening the car door to head out.
"Of course I will."
