Thicc Blankets

I just have ideas sometimes | Men and minors don’t interact | most things will be WLW

[thicccblankets]

Masterlist

Samira Mohan

Booty call

Flower

Mad

Cassie McKay

Handy Man

Tramp Stamp

Handcuffs

Hickeys

Touch

Mel King

Gentle

Surprise

Obsession

Baran Al Hashimi

New Neighbor

Used

Sideline

Parker Ellis

New name

Relief

Kiss it Better

Bonus

Horny thot PT. 1

Horny thot PT. 2

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Sideline

Tw: SMUT MEN AND MINORS DNI

You saw her across the dance floor, she had been eyeing you for hours. Watching your hips sway to the music in your tight skirt that left very little to the imagination, though that might be very intentional on your part. But she didn’t go unnoticed either, eyes meeting every time you felt her eyes on you. Her dark curls framing her face perfectly, her top low cut and the lights dancing off her necklace that lay between her breasts. She was so unbelievably attractive but you refused to make the first move, she started this game and she has to finish it.

The older woman made her way through the sea of hot bodies on the dance floor, eyes locked on you like a predator watching their prey. She came up behind you grabbing your hips and pulling you closer to her matching your movements. She was so close to you feeling the heat of her breath falling down your neck sending chills down your spine.

The both of you danced like this for what forever, then the she finally asked, “you wanna get out of here?”

You were shocked that you both made it to her place, the tension so thick in the car you could cut it with a knife. The lust and desire evident with every glance you both make at each other. Once she got you in her home it was game over. Smashing her lips to yours as she leads you to her bedroom.

“God, you look so fucking sexy tonight.” Baran said pushing you onto the bed before climbing on top of you.

“I could say the same about you.” You smirked tugging her closer to you by her necklace, pulling her in for a passionate kiss.

“And seeing you dance with all those women… I bet they wish they were in my position right now.” She pulled your top off of you, exposing your breast, nipples standing at attention as cool air finally hit them.

“Oh I’m sure, touching all over me with no regard to you standing across the room. Thinking they were coming home with me, but no one could ever fuck me like you can.” You said as Baran kissed down your neck to your chest.

She took one nipple into her mouth swirling her tongue around the bud as she reached down under your skirt and rubbed tight circles through your soaked panties. She hummed at the feeling, surprised at how wet you were for her. She sat up and looked under your skirt, noticing the wet patch.

“God look at you, just a mess for me…” she started stripping her clothes off revealing her strap she wore tonight. Unsure of if she would make it until you both made it back home. “I can’t wait anymore.”

She put your ankles up on her shoulders and pulled your panties to the side before dropping a bead off spit onto her cock. She stroked it gently before slowly sliding it into your needy hole. You threw your head back and gasped. It started off slow, gentle strokes and caresses ghosting up and down your legs.

Her strokes started off slow at first, slow drags in and out of your fluttering hole making you whimper. “Fuck Baran please…”

“Oh my poor baby, so needy. All that attention at the club wasn’t enough for you?” Her pace picked up as a smirk spread across her lips.

“N-no… need you. Only you.” You moaned.

“No one can fuck you like I can, right?” She leaned down folding you in half to make eye contact.

You just shook your head, unable to form words. Between the few drinks you had tonight and the way she is fucking you so deep, you couldn’t form a thought if you wanted to.

“No, you need to say it angel.” she gripped your chin to make you focus, pace unrelenting. “Tell me no one can fuck you like this.”

“Fuck, no one can fuck me like you can baby.” You pull her face closer for a kiss. “Fuck baby I’m so close.”

“Oh I know love. But just know, you’re in for a long, long night.”

A/N: ok I think I’m back? I’m finally done with my course and I passed to so I’ll have a bit more time for now until I decide if I want to expand it or not. I hope you guys like this idk what exactly to consider this. Cucking maybe? I’m not sure but I’m going to try and write more in whatever spare time I have.

[thicccblankets]

Oh to be in between Dana and Cassie. Like this video is giving me so many brain worms. Either let me participate or sit me in the cuck chair and I’ll watch like it’s my favorite show

[mrsmckay]

me when cassie mckay comes on screen

[thicccblankets]

I’m very much a touchy McKay truther but what if reader was more touchy?

The both of you aren’t necessarily dating but there is definitely an attraction there that is very evident. Maybe you guys hook up from time to time when she doesn’t have Harrison?

Anyways, while working you make almost any excuse to touch her. Moving past her in the ED and you grab her waist to move her; making her blush and all you do is give her a wink as you walk off. If you’re handing her something; pen, chart, instrument, then you’ll make sure to brush her fingers with yours. Gloves or not you need to feel her somehow.

The straw that broke the camels back is when you reach just below the neckline of her scrubs and pull her chain out, under the guise of wanting a better look at it. Even though you both know you’ve been so up close and personal with the shiny object. You tug on it gently to bring her face closer to yours and ask:

‘Do you think it would look good on me?’

The faux innocence in your expression couldn’t fool the red head, she knew your games very well. She took the chain out of your slight grasp, tucking it back into her top before responding:

‘Well, why don’t you come by and find out?’

Something something she gives you one to borrow.

Something something she tugs on it while giving you back shots.

Maybe even one of those slider ones… I hope someone knows what I’m talking about idk how to describe it

A/n: sorry I haven’t written anything I’ve been busy with work and school and got some unfortunate news but alls well. I’m trying to kick stuff out but I have no thoughts and little motivation. Let me know what you guys think! 💕

[barqns]

᭝ ᨳଓ ՟ ⠀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐅𝐔𝐄𝐋 — ☆.ᐟ

⠀⠀( 𝐰 ) ══ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 . ⠀⠀smut . biker!cassie . bimbo!reader . choking . spit kink . fingering . oral . rough praise . semi-public sex . possessive dynamics . overstimulation . recording . mdni

navigation :: ko-fi

• biker!cassie who keeps one hand on your bare thigh the entire ride, squeezing harder every time you whine into her shoulder about how fast she’s going. she loves how tiny you look in her oversized leather jacket, pink lip gloss smeared from kissing her at red lights while your panties get wetter from the vibration of the bike beneath you.

• biker!cassie who makes you sit on her lap in the garage while she cleans grease off her hands, teasing you for getting distracted every time her rings brush against your thighs. she calls you “pretty girl” in that rough voice while spreading your legs wider just to watch your dumb little smile appear when she finally fingers your pussy against the workbench.

• biker!cassie who loves pulling up to parties with your arms wrapped around her waist, your tiny skirt riding up from the bike ride. the second someone stares too long at you, cassie’s dragging you into the bathroom and fucking you over the sink until your mascara runs because “if they wanna look so bad, i’ll give them something to look at.”

• biker!cassie who absolutely loses it when you try helping her work on her bike wearing tiny pink shorts and a skimpy top. you have no idea what you’re doing, just sitting there pouting while handing her tools, but the second you accidentally call her “sir,” cassie’s got you bent over the seat with her hand shoved down your panties.

• biker!cassie who buys you cheap little charms and keychains from gas stations during late night rides because they remind her of you. she hangs them off her keys while you suck her fingers in the passenger seat, all messy lip gloss and needy noises while cassie casually tells you to keep going before she pulls over and makes you ride her strap in the middle of nowhere.

• biker!cassie who loves ruining your lipstick during make out sessions outside bars. she’ll grip your jaw, spit directly onto your tongue, then laugh softly when you moan like it’s the hottest thing anyone’s ever done to you. half the time she ends up fingering you on the back of her bike because you can’t stop grinding against her thigh.

• biker!cassie who gets possessive after long rides, practically manhandling you into motel rooms with her helmet still tucked under one arm. she spreads your thighs open on the bed, kisses the inside of them slowly, and mocks how soaked your pussy got just from clinging onto her body for hours.

• biker!cassie who secretly loves how dumb and sweet you act around her biker friends. you sit in her lap playing with her chains while they’re talking and cassie can barely focus because every time you pout at her for attention, she starts imagining bending you over her motorcycle outside.

• biker!cassie who teaches you how to ride but gets completely distracted the second you straddle the bike in those tiny shorts. her hands stay on your hips way too long while she explains things, voice getting rougher every time your ass presses back against her. eventually the “lesson” ends with cassie eating your pussy in the empty parking lot while your helmet sits crooked on your head.

• biker!cassie who fucks you slow after rough nights on the road, holding your hips down while you cry about how full you feel. she kisses your stomach afterwards, wipes tears from your cheeks with surprisingly gentle hands, and tells you how pretty you look all fucked out beneath her while her fingers lazily play with the cum dripping from your pussy.

• biker!cassie who keeps a polaroid camera tucked in her saddlebag specifically for you. she loves taking filthy little photos after she’s done fucking you in gas station bathrooms or empty parking lots, especially the ones where your lipstick is smeared, thighs shaking, and her handprint is still visible on your ass. she keeps the nastiest ones hidden inside her jacket pocket like trophies.

• biker!cassie who’s obsessed with choking you while she kisses you. one hand wrapped around your throat, the other forcing your legs apart on her bike seat while she grinds you down against her thigh until your head goes fuzzy. she loves hearing your dumb little whimpers when she loosens her grip just enough for you to gasp out “please.”

• biker!cassie who makes you wear a vibrator during rides because she thinks it’s funny watching you try to act normal. she’ll casually turn it up at stop lights while talking to strangers like nothing’s happening, grinning when your nails dig desperately into her waist because you’re trying not to cum against her back.

• biker!cassie who absolutely has a size kink. she loves how tiny and helpless you look compared to her, especially when she bends you over the bike and spreads your thighs apart with one hand like it’s effortless. she’s constantly teasing you about your “cute little pussy” struggling to take her fingers or strap while you cry beneath her.

• biker!cassie who spits in your mouth mid kiss and gets addicted to the way you instantly open for her afterwards. she’ll grip your jaw and tell you to keep your tongue out while she spits again, praising you for being “such a good fucking girl” when you swallow it without hesitation.

• biker!cassie who loves semi-public stuff way too much. empty alleyways behind bars, secluded overlooks, the back corner of biker parties where anyone could walk past at any second. she gets rougher every time you panic about being caught, whispering filthy encouragement into your ear while her hand disappears beneath your skirt.

• biker!cassie who enjoys overstimulating you until you’re practically drooling on her shoulder. she keeps rubbing your clit after you cum, ignoring your pathetic whining while she tells you one more orgasm won’t kill you. secretly, she loves how dumb and clingy you get afterwards, barely able to form sentences while you shake in her lap.

• biker!cassie who keeps a leash hidden in her apartment because she thinks you look pretty crawling toward her in nothing but panties and heels. she’ll tug you closer while sitting back against the couch, forcing you to grind against her boot while she calmly smokes and watches you fall apart.

• biker!cassie who loves messy oral. she’ll spread your thighs over the motorcycle seat and eat your pussy until there’s spit literally dripping down your thighs, moaning against you just because she knows the vibration makes you twitch harder. she’s obsessed with keeping you squirming, especially when your hands start tugging desperately at her hair.

• biker!cassie who records videos of you riding her strap after late night rides, one hand gripping your waist while the other holds her phone steady. she constantly tells you to look at the camera while you bounce on her cock, mocking you sweetly when you get shy and try hiding your face in her neck.

• biker!cassie who has a corruption kink and loves encouraging your bimbo tendencies. she buys you shorter skirts, tiny tops, lip gloss she knows she’ll ruin, then acts possessive when people stare. half the time she’ll purposely finger you before parties just so you spend the whole night needy and distracted beside her.

[xjgyxx]

ex wife!baran (nsfw+sfw)

ex wife!baran who won’t admit that she secretly misses you and is still in love with you.

ex wife!baran who will show up randomly at your house and will say that she’s there to see the kids but really—she just misses you.

ex wife!baran who spoils the kids despite you telling her not to.

“come on, azizam. the divorce is already hard on them. let me buy them the trampoline, please.” she begs with that soft voice you always give into.

ex wife!baran who buys the trampoline so she can build it as an excuse to be at your house and see you.

ex wife!baran who will tell you that she has a date just to see how you’ll react (you don’t give a shit).

ex wife!baran who gets jealous when a mom flirts with you at your sons baseball game.

ex wife!baran who tries to act nonchalant when asking if you gave the mom your number.

“so.. you guys are gonna go have drinks later?” she says flatly, her arms over her chest as she stares ahead, pretending not to be bothered.

“why do you care, baran?” you ask her with irritation in your voice. “i don’t. i don’t.” she replies back, clearly jealous.

ex wife!baran who tries to convince you to try and work things out but you decline—not because you don’t love her anymore but because you’re scared it won’t work out.

ex wife!baran who calls you in the middle of the night crying because she misses you and the way things were.

ex wife!baran who secretly meets with you when the kids are at their grandparents house.

ex wife!baran who straps you down so good.

ex wife!baran who loves to be called daddy. she doesn’t know why but whenever she hears you moaning that out loud it takes her over the edge.

“oh my—daddy!” you moan out loud. baran fucking you from the back, thrusting so fast you could tell she’s close. “azizam..” she groans. you turn back to look at her, her head thrown back, lips slightly apart.

ex wife!baran who finally convinces you to try again after sneaking around for months.

a/n: sorry if this sucked, this is my first time writing!!

[thicccblankets]

I’m down bad for this woman and I miss her

SMUT ahead Men and minors DNI

I feel like Baran is the type that after a long hard day at work she’d text you on the way home how she wants you. Like if she wants you face down ass up or on your knees waiting for her to use.

She’d come home and you could feel the negative energy she brought home from your place in the bedroom. She had asked for you to be naked and on your knees next to the bed which is where you sat. Squirming in your spot in anticipation for what’s to come. You could hear Baran’s footsteps as she approached the room and came through the door.

“God, you’re such a good girl for me. Following directions.” She started taking off her clothes. She gripped your chin before tilting your head up at her. “Now I just need you to do one last thing for me.”

You placed your hands on either thigh, gently massaging the muscles under your thumbs as you smiled. “What’s that baby?”

“Open up.” You did as you were told and stuck your tongue out flat. Baran dragged her pussy across your tongue, placing a hand on the top of your head as she moaned.

“I’ve been looking forward to this all damn day. Face fucking you’re like this, you’ve always been so good with your mo- oh fuck.” She was cut off by the sudden intrusion of two of your fingers. Other hand circling your own clit.

Between the sound of her moans and the taste of her pussy on your tongue you were dripping. You could tell the older woman was getting close; legs twitching, grip on your hair tightening, her wet pussy clamping down on your fingers.

When she finally cums, she almost collapses on top of you. Bracing herself on the bed behind you she rides through her orgasm, whimpering as her sensitive clit rubs across your tongue.

Idk yall I just need an older woman to use me. I hope you guys like this.

[maximoffwitch]

what’s in a name | c. mckay

summary: as a doctor, people are always referring to cassie by her last name. when she gets tired of hearing it, you propose a solution.

word count: 676

tags: established relationship; nurse reader; fluff

a/n: this is a little shorter than my usual stuff but i hope you guys still enjoy :))

Holiday shifts were always tough, and you knew the Fourth of July wouldn’t be any different. Though, what you hadn’t expected was ICE agents dragging away a patient and a nurse; a cyberattack forcing the department to go completely analog; a patient choking out the new nurse; a new attending; and your current attending taking out his mid-life crisis on any person who stepped even an inch out of line.

Flipping through the clipboard Dana had passed off to you, her own version of the handwritten board, you swore could feel your brain turning to mush. You wanted nothing more than to go home and get into bed, dragging your girlfriend along with you.

As if her ears had been ringing, Cassie entered the central station with a sigh.

“Hey.” She leaned back against the desk and looked down at you.

“What’s up?” You asked, your eyes still trained on your chart as you scribbled something down really quick.

“I just need a second,” Cassie sighed. She unfolded her arms and dropped her hands to the edge of the desk. “I feel like I’m being pulled in a million directions.”

Looking up, you offered her a sympathetic smile. “Only three more hours to go.”

You set the clipboard down and subtly placed your hand atop hers, brushing her knuckles with your thumb. Your relationship was by no means a secret—you and Cassie had been dating for nearly three years—but that didn’t mean you went around flaunting it with public displays of affection.

The feeling of your skin against hers caused Cassie to exhale, her muscles visibly relaxing. In the ED, uninterrupted moments were few and far between. Each second she got with you were ones she would revel in. However, the peace didn’t last very long, as her name was being called.

“Dr. McKay—” Princess approached the station as she tucked a pen into her chest pocket— “little boy with wrist fracture is gowned and ready.”

Cassie nodded, acknowledging the nurse, but before she could even push herself off the desk, another person was trying to grab her attention.

“McKay, I need your hands on an incoming MVC!” Robby shouted from across the department. “Ten minutes out.”

“Heard,” Cassie yelled back, and as if the world was deciding to test her even further, her name rang out again.

“McKay, scans are back on Central 12,” Dana announced, eyeing you both over the bridge of her glasses.

“Thanks, Dana,” Cassie sighed, before flipping through the chart Princess had handed her.

“I’m starting to hate my name,” she muttered under her breath, loud enough for you to still catch it.

“You could always change it.” You shrugged as you return to your chart.

“Yeah?” Cassie scoffed with a glint of amusement in her eye. “To what?”

Your own last name slipped from your lips so casually that it took Cassie a minute to comprehend what you were saying, her exhaustion doing her little favors.

“Did you just–” she frowned, narrowing her eyes at you. “Did you just propose to me?”

Clicking your pen, you grabbed your clipboard and stood up, leveling Cassie’s confusion with an innocent smile, as if you hadn’t just suggested in the middle of the ED that your girlfriend take your last name.

“Just think about it.” You winked, squeezing her bicep before sliding past her.

Cassie watched as you walked away from her and approached Dana, chatting with the head nurse like nothing happened.

“McKay!” Robby’s booming voice snapped her out of her stupor.

“I’m here,” she said, rounding the nurses’ station.

As she rushed over to the incoming gurney, Cassie’s eye caught yours, and you gave her a soft smile and a nod, giving her the boost of energy and confidence she needed for this trauma.

The small action made Cassie grin and her chest tight. She knew then that she wouldn’t mind taking your last name. But if the black velvet box sitting at the bottom of her purse had anything to do with it, you would be the one taking hers.

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This is doing things to me…

Men and minors DNI

And I know I’ve seen people saying that she looks like this sliding in your pussy… and god I can’t disagree and I never would I’m down bad.

And even though she can’t feel it, you’d think she could the way she’d be so breathy and whiny.

“God you’re so wet for me honey. Just sucking in my cock like this.”

I just know her stroke game is fucking filthy. No matter what position she always hits the right spot. She pushes down on your lower abdomen too so you can really feel how deep the strap is.

Ugh I need her naked in my room asap

[duchess0fmalfi]

dr mckay is a late-bloomer lesbian

part two

a/n: one of my personal headcanons is that cassie is a girlkisser but didn't realise until a while after her divorce. this is basically that :p

mdni, implied age gap (definitely not a focal point), reader has been out as queer for a while, unspecified sexuality though, strap-on use

cassie thought that she had never been interested in women before. she'd only dated men in her youth before eventually settling down with a man. her sexual history consisted solely of encounters with men.

so naturally, she became pretty confused when she got to know you and experienced the same flutter in her chest she had only ever felt for guys.

she recognised it immediately—she didn't go through a period of thinking you you were just "really good friends", and she never tried to convince herself that it wasn't real. that didn't make it any less confusing, though.

she made sure to tell you as much, "i've never felt this way about another woman before. but..." she paused in the way she sometimes did that told you she really wanted her words to come out the right way. "but i wanna try."

you were so enamoured by her sudden onset shyness. you'd never seen her be so tentative and it amused you so much that you couldn't help but tease her about it. "wanna try what?"

her laugh echoed in your head for minutes after she stopped. the image of her burying her reddening face in her hands burned itself into your eyelids, it was all you could see when you closed your eyes for a while.

"i wanna try being with a woman. with you."

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

'being with you' had been steady. it started with the two of you spending more time together one-on-one. you came to understand that cassie, as personable as she was, savoured time at home. so a lot of your date nights were really just getting ready for bed together.

you loved showing her face masks you loved, pushing her down on her sofa and straddling her hips so you could massage excess serum into her skin.

she'd ask if it was really necessary, to which you'd insist, "it hydrates the skin better, and it'll make you glow. more than usual, anyway." for her sake, you pretended not to notice the way her face got more crimson in hue.

after some months, she introduced you to harrison. she told you she was certain that he'd like you. "who wouldn't?" she had said.

she introduced you as "mommy's girlfriend", which only served to make you fall for her even more. knowing that she cared about you enough to integrate you into her life like this? it was dizzying.

you felt like she was serious about you. you weren't just a fling or an experiment. little did you know, she thought of you as her future.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

what was certainly interesting was showing cassie how to have sex with a woman. leading by example, of course.

your first time together lasted a few hours. it was very much stopping and starting—periods of actual sexual activity interspersed with conversation and laughter that probably took up most of the time in bed. but it was undoubtedly authentic.

the way cassie looked up at you every once in a while whilst she went down on you, the way she touched you like you were made of glass. it was all unbelievably sensual.

cassie could hardly believe it either. she felt like she had been born again, like she was a different woman. she certainly didn't feel like the cassie mckay she had always been when you were instructing her on how to use a strap-on.

her mind was blurry as looked down at you. you had told her to lift your legs up, put them over her shoulders. and when she started to fuck you, she swore she almost could have come from the sounds you were making. the cries that she was drawing out of you.

as she rolled her hips against yours, the smooth silicone of the strap gliding in and out of your velvety walls, you couldn't believe she had never slept with a woman before. her fingers were virtually dexterous against yours clit in a way that made you think she had been lying about you being her first girlfriend.

soon enough you were coming for her, grasping your hands on her hips in a desperate attempt to get her to fuck you through your climax. like a perfect girlfriend, she did.

she pulled out of you and laid by your side with a gentle sweep of her hand over your chest. then had the audacity to ask, "was that good for you?" you had no idea how you were going to handle her when she started getting more confident in the bedroom.

cassie being a clueless lesbian is canon to me.

pls someone give me a reason to write more about her

[thicccblankets]

Kiss it Better

Content warnings: smut, slightly toxic, brief mentions of pussy eating, fingering, and strap usage. MEN AND MINORS DNI

Thinking about Ellis and fem!reader who are in maybe a toxic relationship? Or situationship? Something where no matter how much y’all argue you won’t leave each other alone. It’s pointless to even try. Sometimes you’ll flirt with a nurse, hell another doctor, just to get under her skin.

So when she asks you to come over after a shift that you did exactly that, you’re not surprised by her questions.

“What the fuck was that tonight?” She leaned on the kitchen counter as she rubbed her face.

You smirked as you crossed your arms over your chest. “Haven’t a clue what you’re talking about Parker.”

“No, no don’t play fucking dumb with me. You know EXACTLY what you did. Flirting with Walsh are you fucking kidding me.” Her voice was starting to raise while walking towards you.

“Now I’m not sure who the fuck you’re talking to but I know for damn sure you’re going to lower your tone.” You closed the gap, practically in her face.

The argument continued, both of you in each other’s face. Yelling but not listening to a single thing the other is saying. This went on for a few minutes until Parker grabs your jaw and crashes her lips into yours. Because despite the fact that this argument was trivial, arguing with you turns her on so much. You quickly melted into the kiss since you’ve been betting on this all night.

Hatefucking with Ellis? She’d have you in any way she can; eating you out till you cry, stretching your pussy wide with 3 fingers, right before bullying your cervix with her biggest strap. And she’ll just be nasty with it.

“You think Walsh can do this? Huh?” Her thrusts are getting harsher. “Deal with your fucking attitude and then fuck you like the slut you are?”

You don’t respond, you can’t respond. The only thing going through your head right now is how deep Parker is. If you didn’t know better you’d think she’s in your stomach. She grabs you by your jaw and makes you look at her.

“Answer me baby, do you really think Walsh can fuck you like this?” Her eyes are dark, sly smirk coming across her lips.

“F-fuck… n-no she can’t.” You moan out.

“Fuck no she can’t.” She gently tapped your cheek before gabbing your hips and slamming into you. You know that this is going to be a long day.

A/n: y’all I just listened to ‘kiss it better’ and I ascended. Like whenever I hear it the nastiest things come to mind and I’m just thinking about making a playlist so I can dish out more smut bc I do enjoy writing it. Anyways I hope you guys like it!

[aquameowrine]

butch cassie x femme reader <3

﹕ ꒰ა pretty girl — cassie mckay .ᐟ ֹ ₊

"You like that one?" Cassie asked a few days ago, sat on the seat of your dressing room. She looked up at you with those wanting eyes, letting them wander over the lingerie tracing every curve of your body. Soft pink and lacy, your favorite.

"It's pretty," you nodded, still looking at yourself in the mirror in awe, "pretty expensive." The joke made her huff out a laugh before she stood up and rested a hand on your waist as she came up behind you."

"Nothing's more expensive than that smile of yours, baby," she smiled herself, "c'mon, let's go pay for it."

Now, after her 14 hour shift, you couldn't think of anything better than treating her to you by showering and making sure you both felt and looked good, spraying that perfume she always compliments, and slipping on the lacy fabric whose pink complimented your skin perfectly. You felt like an angel laid out on the bed for her with a candle lit across the room.

When she got home and called out your name, only to be met with silence, your heart raced despite yourself. Footsteps approached and the door creaked open before Cassie's head peaked in. Her expression was raw and genuine, her lips parting and eyebrows raising in unadulterated awe.

"Oh, my girl," she shakily sighs, running a hand through her dark, messy hair, "my pretty, pretty girl. All this for me?"

Stepping into the room and over to the bed, her hands find your plush thighs as she settles between them eagerly. Thumbing over the thin, lacy fabric, she draws her lower lip between her teeth.

"All for you," you nod in agreement, letting her spread your thighs with ease, "you had such a long shift. I wanted to make you feel better, and I haven't worn this for you yet, so..."

"I know, baby, I'm so sorry work ran late." She reaches up to cup your cheek, kissing your lips lovingly, "I almost don't wanna take this off. You're like a work of art, you know that?" Her kisses trail down your neck before landing on your chest above the fabric. "Might just take you like this."

Whining at the idea, she lifts her head to look up at you with that soft, knowing grin. The cold of her chain meets your skin from where it dangles around her neck, sending a shiver up your spine. Nodding back, she hums.

"I'll take care of you, honey. You did your part, I'll do mine." The promise is followed by her sitting up and reaching for the strap in the drawer next to your bed. Securing the harness around her hips, she wets her lips and ties her hair back up with the hair tie around her wrist. Then, in the final part of her routine, she wets it with the lubricant and strokes over the strap in preparation, distributing the slickness amongst herself.

"You ready for me?" She asks, looking down at you with a teasing lilt in her voice. With a heavy gaze, she creeps closer and nudges your entrance with the tip of her strap.

Head rolling back against the pillow, you nod back and push your hips up to meet hers as much as you can. Laughing at your eagerness, she continues to push in to the hilt. Bottoming out, she reaches down to press her thumb against your clit and circle incessantly. With every thrust she gives and moan it elicits from you, she lets out her own soft breaths and grunts. All you can find in you to focus on is her bangs sticking to her forehead and her baggy shirt hanging over her chest.

Tugging at the hem, Cassie chuckles again and murmurs, "words, baby. Tell me what you want or I can't give it to you."

Nudging at your g-spot with every thrust, you struggle to whine out, "shirt—Off, please. Cas, please."

Sitting up, she gives in and slips off her dark, baggy shirt to reveal soft, pale skin and her chest covered by her black sports bra. When you immediately reach up to feel at the newly exposed skin, she lets the shirt fall as she picks up her pace back to what it was before. Hard, fast, and desperate.

"Shh, shh, shh..." She shushes you gently, her dominance soft yet effective, "I've got you. I'm nowhere near done with you, alright? Can't have you getting too loud before we even start."

Taking the cold metal of her silver chain between your teeth to ground yourself and silence your wanton moans, Cassie groans at the sight and thumbs at your clit faster like she herself was getting close and needed to take you down with her.

"You sure know how to keep me young, don't you?" She laughs, taking your wrists in her grasp and securing them around either side of your head, "how am I ever gonna keep up?"

a/n — i wholeheartedly believe in soft dom butch cassie supremacy... thank u for the req! first time writing her at all lol, i hope it's okay :) will not be the last tho. that's mamaaaa.

[thicccblankets]

Can I just get passed around by the pitt women?

I genuinely see no bad side to fucking any of them.

Content warnings: 18+, smut, pussy eating, strap usage, overstim

Men and MDNI

Trinity Santos I just know she’s good with her mouth. Something about ‘you have a lot to say, why not put that mouth to good use?’ Spending the night at her place and she is eating your pussy like a woman starved. She’s so drunk off your pussy and entranced by the sounds you’re making that she starts grinding down onto the bed, desperately trying to get herself off. After all is said and done she kisses you and just says ‘is that a good enough use for you?’

Samira Mohan is definitely a dead center switch. Truly depending on the day, she will either be under you as you fuck her nice and deep with your strap. Maybe even having you eat her pussy till she cries. Or she’ll have you face down ass up, fucking you through multiple orgasms until she is satisfied. She’d reach around and rub your clit too just to overstim you even more. She loves the noises you make but making you cum and you practically scream as it rips through you? That’s something special for her.

Cassie McKay I just know can degrade you and praise you seamlessly. ‘God, you’re such a slut for me baby. Only for me.’ If she gets off of a long shift but still wants to fuck you though, she’s doing it in the most efficient way possible. You will either be riding her or you guys are fucking while spooning. Her body hurts after her long shift and she’ll be damned if she has to stand for a second longer. Rightfully so, but if you want her to she will.

Parker Ellis is definitely a no nonsense type of person. If you have an attitude she will call you out on it. ‘Fix your attitude or I’ll fix it for you.’ And oh god does she. She’s got you folded up in the bed driving her cock into you so deep that you might have to the ER to check if you have a bruised cervix. ‘You were talking all those shit earlier, where is it now hmm?’ You cant say anything, hell you can’t even think! And she’s not stopping until she believes you’ve been dealt with.

Baran Al-Hashimi is gentle until she, well, isn’t. Much like Parker, she too has her limits but doesn’t have as short of a fuse. ‘You’re really testing my patience angel’ and she won’t tell you when she’s finally had enough. Not until you’re both home and she pulls you over her lap and fingers you until you cum over and over again. Until it’s dripping down her leg. Whenever she’s done with you she’ll make you suck on her fingers and then give you a stern talking to so you understand why she did what she did. Even though you both know it’s falling on deaf ears.

Mel King doesn’t have a super high sex drive. Like if you wanted to fuck then she’d fuck you yes, but, she doesn’t need it reciprocated. Though when she is horny, be prepared to be at it for ours. This is all pent up tension that’s been building since the last time y’all had sex. ‘God I’ve been needing this for so long.’ You’ll just be laying there as she rides your face, using you like a toy while you rub your clit. She’d be a fan of a double ended dildo, especially when you guys are opposite each other and she can watch as each thrust she does drives it deeper inside you. Or being able to see your creamy pussy leave a ring around it.

Dana Evans I think would be one to want her pussy ate while she talks about how stressful her day was. She’s going on and on about different incident, rude patients, rude coworkers. Whether you’re in the same field or not you’ll know a lot after this. ‘And then had the fu- shit baby right there- fucking nerve to abandon a baby in the bathroom.’ Once she gets a good 2-3 orgasms she’ll give you a kiss and then go out for a smoke before taking care of you too.

A/n: I’ll be completely honest I was thinking with my dick (spiritually) and this came out of it. I hope you guys like it!

[prettylesbianavenue]

imagine being passed around between cassie, baran and samira. the three of them needing to release some tension and you’re perfect for the job.

the four of you are at samira’s house. you’re sitting on baran’s lap on the couch while mohan kisses you on your lap and cassie gropes your body nonstop.

they really wanna deny you and use you to pleasure them at first but you just look so pretty and cute and dumb they forget about their needs and take turns on making you cum

believe me or not samira is the meanest one, she will edge you at least 3 times before letting you cum which obviously annoys mcshimi cause they wanna taste your pussy too. she’ll slap your face if you keep looking away. your jaw will be bruised by the time she finishes. “it’s my house so”

baran is the most gentle. she’ll kiss your cheeks and forehead whilst pushing 2 fingers inside you and praising the shit out of you. but don’t be surprised when she doesn’t stop at the first orgasm. “isn’t she such a good girl?”

and cassie is… cassie. she praises and degrades at the same time. and OF COURSE she has the strap making the girls jealous as fuck. she’ll fuck you mating press so hard and deep but rubbing your sides and belly with her soft hands you get empty headed. “now, this is how you fuck her”

aftercare? they got you!! anything you need! samira is rushing to the kitchen to get you water and snacks. cassie is cleaning you up with a damp cloth. baran let’s you rest your head on her chest as you catch your breath again.

it’s safe to say it will happen again.

[thekhoolhaus]

Things I Need:

1: Attention 2: An Orgasm 3: $10,000,000

[thicccblankets]

I’m not sure what this is I just got bored and I miss Dr.Mohan. Not a 100% smut kinda suggestive. I hope you enjoy! Men and minors DNI

Just thinking about you and Dr.Mohan working the same shift and you can tell she’s upset but won’t tell you. Finally you See Dr. Robby getting on her about her pace again and you’ve just about had it. You lay in on him, calling him every thing but a child of god. And he tries, definitely tries, to get a word in but you won’t give him the room to speak.

Others try to pull you away from him because you’re causing a scene. You couldn’t care less but Dr.Mohan? She is standing there stunned. Not just because you are cussing out the attending doctor, but she is so turned on by how mad you are. The rage in your eyes, the boom in your voice that is carrying throughout the floor. She’s only seen you being charismatic, calm, bubbly, hell even sad. She’s never seen this side of you.

“I would stop staring and grab her before she gets kicked out of here.” Santos said snapping her out of her trance. She finally grabbed your arm and started pulling you towards the door.

“Look Samira I’m sorry I just couldn’t listen to him treat you like that anymore. Not that he’s the nicest to anyone but he seems to do it the most to you and I’m not going to stand for it.” You said as she’s still pulling you outside.

She didn’t respond, once you guys got around to the side of the hospital where no one could really see you she pushed you against the wall and kissed you deeply. You stood there wide eyed for a second before melting into it, your hands resting on the back of her neck as hers landed on your waist.

She finally broke the kiss to take a breath. “You are truly incredible, you know that? That was probably the hottest thing I have ever seen.”

You smiled and looked down at your feet. “Yeah but I probably got carried away, I should probably apologize at some point.”

“Maybe, but don’t worry about that right now. Just-” she went to lean back in for another kiss but you placed a hand on her chest stopping her.

“You think me being angry is hot?” You raised and eyebrow at her.

“Well no, I uh.” She paused and just stared at you, taking a step back to really think about it. She knows on several levels it shouldn’t, but, couldn’t deny that she was painfully aware of her panties being soaked at this very moment. “Is there something wrong with me?”

You chuckled a bit as you pulled her back into you by her scrub top and giving her a quick kiss. “Well, I love whatever is wrong with you.”