#rue smut

[luvfae]

Hey can you write something with Rue Bennett x fem reader? Rue and reader once had something, but reader started ignoring Rue and acting like a brat, so Rue got tired of it and they had rough sex. you can put Rue using a strap on and overstimulating reader?

BRAT

fandom: euphoria

parings: rue x f reader

warnings: smut, swearing, slight degrading, fingering, oral (reader receiving), choking, overstimulation

You and Rue had a spark, you would flirt all the time, kiss when no one was looking. The pair of you were on the verge of becoming a couple when you pulled away. You didn’t flirt back anymore, didn’t kiss her or let her kiss you. You started acting different and Rue noticed this. Eventually you ignored her completely.

But it wasn’t Rue’s fault it was your own insecurities that made you act this way. Scared that she would leave you one day and you’d have a broken heart. It was easier to be the one to leave and even though it stung, it was better than having a broken heart.

It was another Monday, you were at your locker, ignoring Rue as she attempted to speak with you.

“Fuck me, Y/N. What is your problem?” Rue snapped, grabbing your wrist as you went to walk away from her. “You’re being a fucking bitch. Just tell me what I did so we can get over it and finish where we left off,” Rue said.

You glanced over at her, snatching your wrist from her grip. “Just leave me alone Rue,” you said.

“You’re such a fucking brat, you know that?” Rue said. You pursed your lips, looking away from her. “You think you’re better than me, huh? Is it because I do drugs, is that the problem? Acting all high and mighty, sticking your nose up when I walk past you. What are you the fucking queen?” Rue snapped.

Your eyes slightly tearing up at her words, you wished you could spill your heart out to her but you were simply too afraid.

“It’s fucked up, Y/N,” Rue said, getting in your face. You looked down at your feet. Her fingers pinching your chin forcing you to look up at her. “You’re fucked up. Leading me on, wasting my time,” Rue said.

“I didn’t lead you on,” you mumbled.

Rue scoffed. “You have a funny way of not leading someone on,” Rue said. You rolled your eyes at her, which only made her angrier. Rue grabbed your wrist, dragging you down the corridor.

“What are you doing, Rue? Let go of me!” You said, trying to pull yourself away from her grip.

“No. Think it’s time I taught you a lesson,” Rue said, dragging you into the girls room and shoving you inside an empty stall. “You drive me fucking crazy, Y/N,” Rue said, pushing you up against the locked door.

You looked up at her. “You wanna be a brat? Fine. You wanna ignore me? Fine. But good luck trying to keep yourself away from me once i’m finished with you,” Rue said, her hand wrapping around your throat.

You squeezed your thighs together, speechless at her words. Adrenaline and excitement running through your veins.

“But first,” Rue paused. “Consent?” You nodded frantically and she smirked, pushing her lips against yours. Her grip on your throat tightening. Your hands reached for her hips, pulling your body closer to hers.

She pushed on your stomach, forcing you against the stall again. “I’m in control, not you,” Rue said. You nodded, her hand trailing down to your skirt, hiking it up and pushing your underwear aside. Her fingers ran down your slit, spreading your wetness through your folds. “So wet already,” Rue sneered.

Without any warning Rue plunged two fingers deep inside of you and you near screamed. She thrusted her fingers in and out of you at a fast pace and you squirmed against her. Your hands flying to your mouth.

“Don’t make a noise, wouldn’t want anyone to know the brat is getting finger fucked,” Rue said. You bit down on your tongue, holding back moans as she continued to fuck your with her long slender fingers. “Look at you, falling apart. Not so tough now are you?” Rue said.

You legs shook violently against her as you came on her fingers. “You finish already?” Rue asked with a laugh. “I’m not finished with you yet,” Rue said, her fingers moving even faster, her other hand releasing from your neck and moving down to your swollen clit.

“Fuck Rue,” you moaned, rolling your hips against her fingers. “Didn’t know you had this side to you,” you said, throwing your head back.

“When someone I like is being a bitch I tend to get pissed off,” Rue said. You moaned quietly, looking at her with innocent eyes, your second orgasm building up. “Now shut the fuck up and don’t talk unless you’re moaning my name,” Rue said.

You came again, walls clenching against her rough fingers, hands covering your mouth once again as your orgasm tore through your entire body. You started feeling extremely sensitive, you grabbed her wrist.

“I don’t know if I can take anymore,” you said. Rue pulled her fingers out of you, sucking them clean. She dropped to her knees, pulling your underwear to you ankles and immediately started licking your slit.

Your hands tangled around her messy hair, pushing yourself harder against her. It hurt but felt so good at the same time. Your third orgasm for the day hitting you quicker than you expected, hips jolting against her tongue.

Tears pricked your eyes at how sensitive you were becoming, Rue was overstimulating the fuck out of you. You didn’t know how much more you could take and sighed in relief once she stopped lapping you up.

“I’m not stopping until you’ve came five times,” Rue said, rubbing your clit with her fingers. “Better be quick or we’ll be late for class,” Rue said, burying her head in between your legs again.

You bit your lip, feeling your fourth orgasm sneaking up on you already. Only two more to go, you thought to yourself as it became more and more sensitive with each lick. Soon enough you came again, pushing Rue’s face away from you.

“That’s four, be a good girl and cum for me one more time,” Rue said. You looked down at her and nodded slowly. “Are you sorry for being a brat?” Rue asked. You nodded again. “Use your words.”

“Y-Yes, i’m sorry,” you stuttered.

Rue smiled, pushing three fingers inside of you. Your eyes widened, moans falling from your lips as she pump in and out of you roughly. “Cum for me, Y/N,” Rue said.

“I want too,” you replied, looking down at her.

“Of course you do, you slut,” Rue said.

“I’m your slut, Rue. Only want you to touch me like t-this,” you whined. Rue smiled, pushing a forth finger into you. “Oh fuck,” you moaned, pain and pleasure mixing together.

It didn’t take long for your fifth and final orgasm to come, you shook so violently against her, legs wobbling hard. A small scream escaping your lips at how overstimulated you were. Rue pulled her fingers from you, standing up and shoving them into your mouth.

“Taste yourself,” Rue said as your tongue swirled around her fingers, cleaning your juices off of her. “You did so good,” Rue smiled, kissing your lips.

“I’m sorry, Rue,” you said, pulling your underwear up and fixing your skirt. “I shouldn’t of pushed you away. You’re the best thing that ever happened to me,” you said, frowning at her.

Rue sighed with a content smile. “I forgive you. Let’s go to class,” Rue said, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and kissing your cheek.

© luvfae 2022

[bingoboingobongo]

easy

Pairing: Rue Bennett (Euphoria) x Reader

Type: Fluff

Summary: Rue notices you in her pre-calculus class, and she realizes that she can't live without you.

Word Count: 2.1k

Warnings: mentions of drugs and addiction

A/N: hii, this fic is written in second person rather than third person like my last fic, i did this because 1. i was requested to, and 2. it keeps it more gender neutral and it would have been kinda confusing to use feminine pronouns for both rue and the reader. i'm still trying to develop my writing style, (you can probably tell i like metaphors and lists of three lol), but it's still in the works, so if you have a preference for third person or second person please tell me! also apologies if the ending dialogue is weird, it's late and i don't have much practice writing confessions. as always, likes/reblogs and constructive criticism are always welcome, thank you for reading :)

Masterlist

Rue couldn’t exactly say that she “liked” doing drugs. She relished the relief they gave her, the escape. They provided a quiet moment for her, a moment where she could be free from the things that constantly plagued her thoughts, self-doubts about her place in the world, anxiety about her future, the fear of forgetting her dad. To her, drugs were like a ship, strong, sturdy, and secure, keeping her safe from the cacophony of the chaotic waves of her life that constantly threatened to crash onto her safe deck. But that didn’t mean she “liked” doing drugs.

Rue did drugs because she had to, not because she necessarily wanted to. Quite the opposite in fact, Rue wanted more than anything to be completely sober, to be free from the strangling grasp that narcotics had on her, to finally appease the little voice in her mind that chastised her everytime she lit a joint or swallowed some pills. But like everything else in her life, it was hard to stop; it was so, so hard, and she was so, so tired, and at the end of the day, it was just so, so easy to give up, to give in, to stop trying. It was easy, and after everything she had been through, Rue thought she deserved something easy. 

Rue had noticed you a few times throughout high school, mostly just passing glances, cursory stares, polite hellos, but the first time Rue saw you, truely, genuinely, sincerely saw you, was on the first day of junior year in one of Rue’s least favorite classes, pre-calculus. 

Rue didn’t do very well in school, she was barely passing her classes and she didn’t have the willpower to actually make an effort to get her grades up. Besides, the idea of spending her time listening to her teacher drone on and on about trigonometric functions or parametric curves seemed trivial when compared to the idea of spending her time staring at you. You, who sat just one seat away from her. Close enough that she could listen to the way you sighed everytime you were faced with a particularly hard question, close enough that she could watch your jaw clench whenever the people around you were being especially loud, close enough that she could know you, but not close enough for you to know her, and she liked it like that, the security that the distance created. It allowed Rue to observe you, watch you, examine you, all without making herself known.

At first, Rue equated her obsession with you to just being simple curiosity. She told herself that what drew her to you was just inquisitiveness, that you were just a naturally intriguing person. She tried her best to ignore the way her heart fluttered whenever you walked by her desk on the way to yours, she tried to ignore the lopsided smile that always found its way onto her face when she thought about you, she tried to ignore the way her stomach erupted into butterflies everytime you briefly made eye contact with her. For the most part she was successful, and when she wasn’t, she could always trust her pills to quiet her mind.

After a while though, it started to get a lot harder to dismiss you. Rue felt like she was seeing you more and more; you were no longer the girl she saw for an hour during pre-calculus, you were the girl that she saw in the hallways, during lunch, at parties, even at Fezco's store. It had gotten to the point where she wasn’t sure if you had started going out more, or if she was just finally noticing you for the first time. You were like a disease, plaguing her every thought, infecting her daily routine, even contaminating the blissful peace that drugs typically brought her, and yet Rue had never been more happy to be sick.

It had been nearly a month of staring before Rue spoke to you. She was surprised when it happened; she hadn’t necessarily planned on ever talking to you, content to just spend her time watching you, listening to you, occasionally daydreaming about you. So when you walked up to her and asked her to be your partner for an assignment, Rue was pretty sure either one out of two things was happening, she was either daydreaming, or she had overdosed and was now in heaven. While Rue spent most of her time attending church sermons dozing off, she did know that doing drugs was not the kind of activity that got people into heaven, so she felt it was safe to assume that the former was the truth. It wasn’t until you repeated your question that she realized that everything was happening in the real world and not just in her head. And that truth excited her.

After Rue’s first interaction with you, the two of you were practically inseparable. She lived for the sound of your voice, the melody of your laughter, even the harmonies you would hum under your breath as you were doing busy work. You were intoxicating, exhilarating, addicting, and Rue was definitely an addict.

Rue wouldn’t consider herself a particularly religious person. Her mom definitely was, but Rue wouldn’t say the same about herself. If God was real, why did he kill her dad? Why did he get her addicted to drugs? Why did he have to make her life so hard? Why couldn’t he have introduced you to her sooner? Rue wasn’t a religious person, but it didn’t take a religious person to know you were a gift from God.

The hard thing about you however, was that you didn’t necessarily approve of Rue’s drug addiction. You understood why she did it, and it wasn’t hard to comprehend why it was so hard to stop, but you had made it known early on that you didn’t support her drug usage. She knew that you didn’t disapprove because of malice, or because you wanted her to suffer, you did it because you didn’t want her to hurt herself like she had in the past, she knew you did it because you wanted the best for her, you did it because you wanted her to be safe.

When she first started easing off the drugs, Rue thought it was going to be hell. Staying addicted to drugs was easy, and Rue loved easy, but she also loved you, even if she didn’t know it yet; and it was those unknown feelings that kept her motivated. The more and more time she spent with you, the less and less time she spent high. Rue was scared that you were going to leave her, and despite your constant reassurance that you were determined to stay, she couldn’t help but worry, after all, she felt like people were constantly abandoning her or letting her down, and she would be damned if you were one of them. 

When you were together, Rue liked to spend her time cataloging things she liked about you. She adored the way you would get invested in the crappy reality TV shows she watched, she admired the way you would bury your face in your hands when she complimented you, and she craved the way your body would rack with laughter when she would tell you what she considered to be the worst jokes ever, and noticing the little things was so, so much easier when she was sober.

It was this habit of hers, her constant cataloging of the things she liked about you that led her to where she was now. Sitting on her bed, with you at her side, and an old season of Love Island playing on the laptop on the foot of her bed. You had your eyes glued to the screen, conflicted as you watched your favorite character get with one of the most annoying contestants on the show. Unbeknownst to you, Rue was also dealing with her own inner conflict, but for different reasons, mainly because the reason was you.

Rue had tried to tell herself that you were just friends, that the excitement that she felt whenever she saw you was purely platonic. But now, seeing you next to her, Rue wasn’t so sure. Rue thought about all the things she liked about you, she thought about what life would be like without you, she thought about how you made her feel. She knew you made her feel happy, but it was more than that. You provided a relief, a bliss, a paradise not even drugs could supply. To her, drugs were a ship that kept her safe and protected from the choppy waves of her life, but you were better. You didn’t protect her from the waves, you calmed them. You added order to the violent, thrashing, sea that was her life. Rue couldn’t fathom living without you, you were a breath of fresh air in a polluted world, and she needed air like an asthmatic. The thought of losing you terrified her, but the thought of being able to call you hers exhilarated her. 

She was constantly fighting the little voice in her head that told her to stop, to not tread any further past where she already was, to be satisfied with just a friendship. But Rue was tired of fighting, she wanted more and she didn’t know what else she had left to lose when not having you hurt so bad. 

Until she made the mistake of looking back at you, because that was what was at stake, her prized possession that she couldn’t bear to lose, you. The idea of not having you hurt, but the mere prospect of losing you completely was a death sentence. She gazed at you longingly, trying to memorize everything about you in case she messed it up. She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t even hear you talking to her.

“I mean, can you believe this? Literally, why would he pick her? She is the most annoying contestant on here!” you exclaimed annoyedly as you watched the show in front of you. “I mean look at this Rue, can you believe — Rue? Hello? Earth to Rue Bennet?”

“Uh what? Yeah, yeah, you’re definitely right,” 

“Really?” you mused, “what am I right about then?”

“Um, the, the thing that you were talking about,” she stammered, hoping her answer would satisfy you. Unfortunately, it didn’t, because you looked at her with a suspicious stare and a devilish smirk on your face.

“Penny for your thoughts, Miss Rue Bennet?” you teased, “it looks like you got a lot on your mind.”

“Not really, I was just thinking about us, that’s all.”

“Yeah? Were you thinking about how I’m the best friend ever?” you joked, putting your hands on your chest in a dramatic display.

“Actually, I was thinking… I was thinking that…” Rue bit her lip nervously, loving you was a gamble, and she wasn’t sure if she was ready to roll her dice. Rue took a deep breath, staring into your adoring eyes, and it was the way that you stared at her that convinced her to give up, to give in, to finally stop fighting the voice in her head.

“I think, I think I like you,” she whispered. Her stomach dropped as she watched your smile disappear. Ice filled her veins and her stomach twisted as she waited for your imminent rejection.

“Really?” you breathed, heart frozen in anticipation. Rue nodded, her hands fidgeting restlessly in her lap and her lips pressed together, “because I think I like you too,” you confessed.

This time it was Rue’s turn to be shocked, out of all the times she fantasized about confessing to you, she never actually thought you’d reciprocate her feelings. “You’re not messing with me are you?” Rue asked, still reluctant to accept the truth that she so desperately desired.

“No, are you?” you asked, suddenly petrified that Rue might have just been playing a sick joke on you. But all your fears are wiped away when Rue enthusiastically shakes her head, a smile forming on her lips.

Rue knew that she looked like an idiot, love-sick and foolish, as she sat on her bed staring at you with a dopey grin. But when you asked her to be your girlfriend, Rue thought her heart was about to explode right out of her chest. She vehemently agreed, because how could she not? You were the answer she had been waiting for her entire life, the solution that she needed to save herself from the pit of self-destruction she was trapped in, you were her new fix, and she was addicted.

Rue was no stranger to hardship, her dad passed away, she got addicted to drugs, she overdosed, the list goes on and on. Rue knew she deserved something easy, she was so, so tired, and drugs were so, so easy, but in the end, loving you was so, so much easier, and Rue loved easy.

[sublimecatgalaxy]

How about rue and readers (female) first time? With her being all careful and soft since reader is a virgin and nervous 🥺

Of course!

"Hey are you alright?" Rue asks, her hands soothing over my thighs as I catch my breath, my head falling back against the pillows beneath me. I just give her a gentle nod, but she just huffs, climbing up my body to be able to look down at me, her head tilted playfully. "I don't do that shit, I need verbal confirmation." She giggles, her weight resting on me as she reaches up to cup my cheeks in her small hands.

"Just nervous." I mutter bashfully, her smile growing as she leans down to press a kiss to my cheek, then to the other, and then a brief kiss on my lips.

"We can stop, you say stop and I will-"

"Don't stop." I shake my head, cutting her off as she grins wickedly, her eyes swimming with mischief as she dips down, her fingers slipping under the neck of my shirt to expose my bare collarbone. Her warm breath against my skin makes my whole body shiver, her lips pressing heated kisses against the newly exposed skin has my head spinning in pleasure, small moans leaving my lips.

"If you say so." She chuckles, her fingers dancing up under my shirt, helping me lift it over my head without another word. She's gentle with her touches and kisses, her lips getting lost in every dip in my body, her touch dancing downwards, toying with the band of my sweatpants. "This alright?" She quizzes, fingers slipping under the fabric of my sweatpants and my panties, not going any further as I nod my head breathlessly. "Words, baby."

[neverwillknowme18]

Caught| rue

You forgot that rue has a key to your house your parents were gone, so You always lock the doors after they left no matter how long they are gone for. As your hand lingers down to the waistband of your shorts going down to your underwear.

You slowly started to rub your clit You close your eyes thinking of rue hand doing this to you all the dirty things that she will say in your ear as her fingers pumping in and out of you, you started to rub your clit faster and add two fingers in you.

You moan rue name as You throw your head back. You didn’t know rue was standing by your doorway until You heard her clear her throat you quickly take your hand out of your pants and cover yourself, “ I uh am I interrupting anything” she said with a nervous laugh. You looked at her with flushed cheeks.

You watched her as she moved closer to you running her fingers up and down your thigh as she move closer to your face,” you sound so pretty moaning my name but I rather please you so come and sit on my face” she said with a smirk, your thighs clenched together as that made your core throb.

She kisses your lips, she lick your bottom lip asking for you to open your mouth but you declined her offer, she hand move to clit rubbing it through you shorts. You moan as you guys pull away.

“ rue please I want more I need more “ you whine, she smile as she pulls your pants and underwear down she lays down next to you “ come sit on my face “ she said looking at you. You wasted no time you sat on her face.

You moan as she licks a straight line up to your clit, she sucked your clit as she plays with your boobs. “ oh Fuck rue “ you moan gripping on her curly hair slightly grinding against her face.

She quickly started to lap you up with her tongue as she moans of the taste of me which sends you over the edge “ I’m gunna cum don’t stop please “ you breathed out quickly. You cummed after a couple of seconds of you saying that.

You get off of rue face and lay next to her “ that was amazing “ you said looking at the ceiling, “ I love you so much y/n” she said looking as you as she pressed a sweet kiss on your forehead before you drift into sleep.

[fezcossidepiece]

rue let's talk shit about jules togetber and then you can fuck me wit ur strap !💕

[eufezco]

i've got two euphoria drafts that i never got to post and i don't know if anyone would be interested in reading them at this point, if you are, please interact with this post in any way and i'll post them 🫶🏻

one is about faye asking you about your relationship with fezco, and the other one is this request (sorry to the person who requested it) can you please write one where y/n is in love with rue and sees her meltdown at her house and rue gets upset at her for allowing them to flush her pills and brings up that she’s a recovering alcoholic and how she’s only there cause she has a crush on rue and doesn’t really care about her?

[consciouscarrot]

rue bennett tags

[luvfae]

YOU BELONG

WITH ME

summary: you and rue have been going behind jules’ back.

fandom: euphoria

parings: rue x f reader, rue x jules

warnings: swearing, smut, cheating, oral (rue receiving), fingering

“This is so fucking wrong,” you whispered, glancing over your shoulder at Jules who was fast asleep behind you in Rue’s bed.

You were seated on the edge, looking up at Rue. She grabbed your hands with a smile, pressing a firm kiss against your lips.

“Who gives a fuck?” Rue whispered back, pulling you up. Her hands moving to either side of your cheeks, tongue slipping into your mouth as she pulled your face close. You moaned at the feeling, your hands gripping her jumper. “I’m gunna make you cum so fucking hard,” Rue said. You smiled at her words, pushing your thighs together to relieve some tension.

You and Rue had done this many times before, going behind Jules’ back, having sex without her knowing. Sneaking around was fun. At first you felt guilty, so did Rue. Jules had always been nice to you and Rue was dating her. But Jules had cheated on Rue with Elliot, so it was kind of fair game at this point. Plus you and Rue had always liked each other and had crazy sexual tension.

Rue’s lips moved from your mouth, to your jaw, all the way to your neck. She trailed wet sloppy kisses against your sensitive skin.

“We can’t do it in here,” you said, hands wrapping around her neck. Rue pulled away, leading you over to her bedroom door and into the bathroom.

“How about in here?” Rue asked and you nodded, a smirk breaking onto her face. Within seconds the two of you were butt naked, hands on each other’s bodies, mouth to mouth.

“You’re so fucking hot, Rue,” you moaned, pressing your chest against her as her fingers trailed down to your heat, cupping your mound with force.

“You’re already so wet,” Rue said, spreading your juices around your folds. You moaned at the feeling, moving your hips gently against her slender fingers. “Such a needy girl,” Rue teased, taking her fingers away from you and sucking them dry.

You pushed Rue up against the wall, her back pressing flat against it. You forced her legs open. Waisting no time, you sunk down to your knees, your tongue immediately assaulting her clit.

“Fuck,” she whined, rolling her hips against your face. You felt her juices spread across your chin and nose as you pressed your tongue flat against her, letting her use you for her own pleasure.

Her fingers gripped at your hair and you pulled away, making her groan.

“Who’s the needy one now?” You asked with a smile. Rue rolled her eyes forcing your head against her again.

“Shut up,” she said. You looked up at her, your tongue twirling against her clit, her wetness falling into your mouth only making you more horny. “God, you do this so much better than Jules does,” Rue sighed, face twisting in pleasure. You moaned against her pussy, moving two fingers towards her heat, slipping them inside of her.

Your actions took Rue by surprised and she cried out, her hand slapping against her face as you finger fucked her at a fast pace. You wanted to make her cum hard. You pulled your tongue away, your fingers taking over. Rue looked down at you, her mouth open.

“Should fucking leave her,” you said. “Be with me instead, we could do this all the time, whenever you want,” you smiled, biting your bottom lip.

Rue hummed at your words, she was about to talk when a voice was heard from the other side of the door. “Rue?!” Jules called.

Rue eyes widened at the sound of her girlfriend’s voice. Jules began to twist the door knob, trying to get inside of the bathroom. You smirked, thrusting your fingers faster into her, your tongue on her clit once again.

“Oh, fuck,” Rue breathed, eyes rolling back, biting back moans. “Just a second!” Rue called.

“What are you doing in there?” Jules asked, concern clear in her voice. “Where’s Y/N?”

Jules was catching on. Rue knew that she was, but in this moment she didn’t care, all she could focus on was your tongue on her clit.

“I’m fucking peeing!” Rue yelled back, moaning loudly as her orgasm hit her like a moving train. She shook against you, pussy throbbing on your fingers, the taste of her cum in your mouth. “Fuck, Y/N!” She cried, her eyes widening, hand slapping over her mouth.

You pulled away, looking over at the door as Jules began to bang her fists hard against the wood.

“Are you fucking serious Rue?!” Jules yelled. “You’re fucking Y/N while i’m asleep in your bed?!”

You both pulled your clothes on and Rue ushered you into the bath, closing the curtain as an attempt to hide you.

“No,” she replied. “I told you I was peeing,” Rue said, flushing the toilet for good measure.

“You’re such a liar,” Jules said. Rue opened the door and Jules pushed past her, immediately pulling back the shower curtain to see you. Lips swollen, face glistening with Rue’s cum. “God, you two are so fucked up!”

“I’m sorry, but didn’t you cheat on Rue first with Elliot?” You asked, wiping your face.

Jules looked between you and Rue, wondering how the hell you had found out, she was lost for words. With tears in her eyes, she stormed out of the bathroom and left Rue’s house.

“Fuck,” Rue said, nodding her head up and down before looking over at you. “At least you get the comfort of my bed when I eat you out,” Rue said, holding out her hand for you to grab.

You laughed, gladly letting her help you out of the bath and lead you back to her bedroom.

© luvfae 2022