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Grace is exactly where she wants it be in resident evil
She’s so gorg ughh 😩
Quick rough render of the biggest baddie around!
late nights with bela 🤍
so sorry for inactivity😭😭 heres an actual illustration instead of characters in a grey void as an apology
i love my chronically online wife
puppy grace waiting by the door all day for you to come home. whining and pawing at the door - & her ears perk up everytime she hears the slightest noise outside the door, hoping it's you :( <3
also imagine puppy grace with a little bell on her collar aw
Quick sketch of my girls! I have been so busy lately with comms, and now its artfight... hope my arms won't come off by the end of the month!
this specific scene with Grace did something to all of us.
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she wears despair so beautifully, and it's so sexy she got out of that trap; our smart fbi girl.
"if in pain and scared, why so sexy?"
I played resident lover today ......... 🫦
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Pray to our new Goddess
On the day of her birth, Bela was blessed with the touch of Aphrodite
Play Thing!
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Grace Ashcroft X F! Reader (18+)
Power Top!/Dom Grace & Bottom!/Sub Reader
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[Warnings!!: Pet names (mommy, babygirl etc), slight choking, degradation/humiliation, praising (good girl), slight biting, fingering, begging&teasing, hair pulling & strap-on use, **!!overall just an aggressive top Grace!! ** (sorry if i missed any !!)]
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Chapter One:
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It's another cozy, comfortable night in.
You and Grace both have the night off, so you decided to simply just order dinner earlier and catch up on a show you two watch together. Plates and cups still on the table, figures, you'll get it tomorrow.
Cuddling on the couch, Grace is laying ontop of you - her head resting on your chest, listening to your heartbeat. Her hand fidgeting with the buttons on your sleep shirt, while your hand is playing with her hair and massaging her scalp in intervals.
Her eyes still distracted by the television, Grace lets out a sentence - "Mm, that feels good-" A pause fills the air, and your face turns red "You uh, rubbing my head, heh." she giggles and blushes, breaking her contact from the television and looking up into your eyes through her glasses. For some reason, her saying something 'feels good' makes you feel a heat between your legs, and you start to squirm underneath Grace. She notices how you didn't say anything to her comment, and she feels your legs almost kicking underneath her - she reaches over to the coffee table and pauses the show.
"What's wrong, babygirl? Something wrong between your legs?" Grace says through a teethy smile - she's practically hovering over you now, her arms pressing down on the sides of the couch so she has complete power over you. Her hair falling down the sides of her face, and her glasses nearly falling off the bridge of her nose. You look up at Grace and feel your heart start to pound, and that tension between your legs getting stronger, you almost reach your own hand down there to calm yourself down. You pathetically attempt to mutter out words to your girlfriend, "I, um.." You swallow really loudly, this action catches Grace's attention, and she puts her hand on your throat, not hard enough to draw your breath away, but hard enough for you to let out a moan.
"Tell mommy what's wrong, babygirl. Use your words." Grace is obviously getting off on humiliating you, watching your face and legs tremble when no actions have even happened (yet).. besides her tightening grip you feel on your neck.
Your chest is moving up and down, breathing heavily, and you slowly open your mouth to use your words for Grace.
"M-mommy, you're.. you're turning me on..i-i'm sorry.." You flash Grace a puppy-dog eyed look. That 'mommy' name does something incredible to her. Grace inhales and bites her bottom lip, somehow still giving you that toothy smile. The way she's positioned on top of you, she's able to shove her knee between your legs, rubbing it up and down against you. You're aching for her.
"Good girl for apologizing..but you're not being good enough.. i'm gonna have to teach you a lesson, huh?" She says, followed by a more aggressive kneeing to your private area. You cock your head back into the couch, letting out a moan with your eyes shut.
"Grace, please- please-" You start to beg to her. Grace leans down, and plants a kiss on your cheek, and moves over to your ear, while her thumb is rubbing up and down your neck. Still shoving her leg up against your heat.
"Tell mommy what you want, and maybe if you're good enough, you'll get it." Grace snickers, then she lets a gentle bite on your earlobe.
You let out another whimper under her control, saying: "I..I want you to fuck me.. please, and har-hard.."
Grace removes her hand from your neck, and places it on your cheek - raising an eyebrow at your request to tease you -
"Now, why should I do that babygirl? Hm? Tell me." Extremely confident on the outside, looking down at you, picturing in her head how much of a mess she's gonna make of you pretty soon.But, on the inside, Grace doesn't know how long she can keep this act up, because she really wants to do it all to you, right here, right now.
Still rubbing her leg up and down right ontop of your clit, you can feel yourself getting wetter and wetter -- "I've been a good girl, all n-night, mommy, and i'll keep being good.. especially if you- you fuck me." Grace snickers once again at how submissive you're becoming by the second.
"Would you be a good girl for me and take your new toy?" Grace says, taking her focus off you and glancing over to the bedroom, knowing she has to get up off of you for a second to grab the strap-on. "Yyes mommy, of course," you whine, you've been waiting probably 15 minutes for her to initiate this sexual tension further. Grace shoves her knee back into you, watching your reaction intensely, and then pulls away. Getting up off the couch, standing up, she looks down at you. You're a red, pathetic sweaty mess, practically panting underneath her power. Perverted thoughts come to Grace's mind: "Why don't you touch yourself while mommy goes and gets your play-thing, baby? I imagine you're aching down there.." Your eyebrows arch up while you two make eye contact, you're thinking to yourself how embarrassed you feel, and she just wants to humiliate you further. You quickly nod your head yes, and let out a small vocal, nearly a whisper - "Anything for you.." You slide your hand down your sweatpants, and start to slowly rub your clit infront of Grace. She watches you with red cheeks and a smile. "Good girl, i'll be right back ,m'kay?" You quickly nod your head yes, and watch as she walks away to your shared bedroom. But she stops in her tracks, turns around and says, "Why don't you take your shirt off too baby? I don't think you'll be needing that." Without even checking for your response, she continues her path - already knowing you'll submit to her request.
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Chapter Two:
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As you lay on the couch, no shirt on, and your own hand in your pants - you hear gentle footsteps near you. Grace peeks her head over the back of the couch, looking down at her girlfriend - "What a good girl! you listened, heh" she chuckles, referring to your missing top - proud of her work she's done here. (She works you better sexually than she does reports at the FBI.)
You smile back at Grace, and nod your head up and down - not wanting to be vocal , yet, because you know you'll have to save your voice for when she's inside you.
Grace walks around to where you are, and places a kiss on your forehead - "You're such a mess for mommy, huh baby?" She asks you, brushing hair out of your face. You look at the toy in her left hand, and bite your bottom lip with half closed eyes - gradually becoming more excited to be able to take it from her. Grace reaches down with her right hand and grabs your arm, the one you're using on yourself. "Why don't we stop for now.. and you listen to me?" You nod your head yes, but that doesn't do enough for Grace. "Use your words, little slut," she snickers, grabbing your face with her right hand. Your eyes widen at her boldness, "Oh- yes, yes i'm sorry mommy.." you whimper like an injured puppy.
Grace sets the strap-on down on the couch, and takes her glasses off, carefully putting them on the coffee table, "Good girl, you listen to me so well." She starts laughing at herself, "Well, sometimes."
She walks closer to you, and grips your left thigh, saying "Why don't you flip over for me, hm?" You say okay, and quickly flip over on your belly, sticking your bottom out in the air for easier access. Grace smiles, and steps into the harness, then taking in the view of you being submissive as can be.
She climbs onto the couch behind you, and without any warning, quickly grabs the waistband of your sweatpants and pulls them down to your knees. "We won't be needing these either, won't we?" she says, her shorter nails almost scratching you. You let out a slight gasp as you feel the air hit your bare skin, and also how fast Grace picked up the pace.
She put her left hand on your ass, and used her right hand to start feeling you up. Running her fingers down the side of you, and then quickly making her way down to your pussy, rubbing up and down your folds and then placing her middle finger on your clit, moving it in a slow, circular motion. "So wet babygirl, I'm sorry I kept you waiting" Grace says with a smile, staring directly at you. You just let out a moan into the couch from her comment, completely lost in the moment you've been waiting for with her. After a few moments of her feeling you and your wetness, her left hand grips you, and she uses her right to slide her middle finger inside you.
You arch your back towards her and moan her name. "Grace! Oh fuck~" you whine, slumping down deeper into the cushions. Sliding in and out of you, perfectly hitting your sweet spot, Grace slides another finger in you. She notices your reaction, how your body reacts, and how you vocally react, "Heh, you like that, don't you dirty girl? Keep moaning for me.." she says, her voice an octave deeper than it normally is.
"Ye- yes Grace~.." you whimper. After that 'sentence', you feel the motion stop for a second. You moved your head back to look at Grace, and you see her smirking with her eyebrows furrowed. She pulls her fingers out of you, and suddenly smacks your ass. You let out a louder moan, even though that smack felt like a kiss. Your head quickly turns back toward her - Grace demands you to fix your vocal error, "What's my name, babygirl?." You bite your bottom lip, and let out a "Mommy, it's mommy~"
"Good girl" says the dominant blonde, adjusting herself to wear the toy she's been wearing meets your hole - rubbing it up and down on you, teasing your entrance and briefly brushing your clit - she lets this teasing last for a brief moment.
You look back at Grace again, shooting her a look with your eyes that'll be on her mind all day tomorrow. "Please- pl-please go in~.." you whine. How can she decline that offer?
Grace silently grabs your hips, and squeezes them tightly - then slides the toy around her waist inside of you. She lets out a deep moan when she pushes it in you, almost as if she can feel exactly what's happening (a part of her wishes she could) - "Fuck, fuck.." she says, staring down at what she's doing to her lover, moving her eyes back and forth between her one hand, your pussy being fucked by her, and her other hand, still gripping your hips.
With all of this happening to you, you've become a whining, moaning mess: moaning sounds, her name, 'mommy', and swearing such profanities she's never heard you say before. Thrusting her hips back and forth into you, Grace says, "Such a good girl, taking the toy so well for me." Your hands are gripping the material beneath you, and you let out a loud "Mhm!~" to her comment. Grace leans her upper body up a little, and removes her right hand from your hips, and grabs a tuft of your hair - pulling on it hard enough your head moves back towards her. You can almost *feel* her eyes staring at you, and her lips forming a smile - "Such a f-fucking slut.." she stammers over her words, becoming more turned on by every second of this.
Grace pulls your hair to where she can talk into your ear, commanding you: "Flip over princess, I wanna look at you." You quickly oblige, removing yourself off of her toy - and flipping over on your back.
Grace grabs your legs and throws them over her shoulders, her right hand gripping your thigh, looking to the right and placing a kiss on it. She adjusts herself and slides the silicone back inside of you, she flashes a toothy grin at how easy it went in - even easier than earlier.
As she fucks you again , you sit up a little, holding yourself up on your elbows so you can hold her hand during this. She noticed your desperation for more of her touch, Grace just tilts her head and raises her eyebrows, complimenting you: "Pretty girl, you keep taking it." She says after holding your hand-obviously referring to what she's doing to your cunt.
You nod your head yes quickly to agree, and slightly position yourself to where your breasts are sticking up towards her view, hoping she'll look at those instead of your pathetic little face. Grace is a little weirded out at what you're doing at first, not exactly sure your goal by your expression- pain or pleasure?, she becomes soft for a moment, stopping the penetration for a second and taking the strap out of you.
"You okay, babygirl? I-I'm not hurting you am I?-" Her power top act broke for a split second. You grip Grace's hand tight enough to scratch her, and start the begging facade again - "Don't stop, Grace, do- do whatever you want to me.. you can use me." You whimper, looking at her with doe eyes. Before she can get back to work on you again, you shoot a request - "Can you take your shirt off, I wanna see you.." You take your legs off her shoulders for this, but she knows they'll be back around her soon.
Graces mouth forms a half smile, her eyes half lidded before she quickly pulls her shirt off her body. You watch how the fabric stops at her breasts for a second or two, then how she pulls up again after she lets out a frustrated grunt from her brief tit moment, then it slides over her head. You breathe in through your nose and bite your bottom lip, drinking in the sight of her in a bra. You open your mouth, "Oh my, that's much better, mommy.." looking her up and down.
Grace grabs your hip with her left hand, and places her right thumb on your clit - "And i'll show you better." She snickers. Her thumb moving between going in a circular motion and up and down on you (the up and down for teasing, of course, in her classic fashion.)
Tears start to well up in your eye from how good her touch feels on your bud, legs practically shaking. Grace soaks in the sight of you: "Feels good puppy?.." You reply with a high-pitched 'Mhm!~' that was slurred with a heavy moan. Grace stops in her tracks for a second, and shoots you a dominant look - "You made me get undressed babygirl, so i'm gonna have to take that bra off of you.. before i slide this back in you.." She says looking down at the strap, then pointing her finger at your chest. You nod your head yes silently, and sit up - before you can attempt to do it yourself - Grace reaches over to you and undoes the clasp herself, then throwing the article on the floor. "Too slow, girl." she grins.
Getting back on her knees, she takes a deep breath, sucks her bottom lip, and slides the strap back in you, waisting no time to start pounding you even harder. Your legs wrap around her waist, and your hands covering your mouth from the unholy sounds that are coming out. She can still make out you screaming her name through the muffled audio. Listening to your loud "ah~"'s, the heavy panting, and intensely watching the way your eyes roll back into your skull while you holler her first name.
"I want you hear and see you cum princess, can you do that for me?" You remove your hands from your mouth to answer, yelling out, "Yes.. Grace yes, please, whatever y-you want.." You somehow hear her talk to herself over the sounds of your moans and the wetness she's pounding into: "Whatever I want, she says." She had that look in her eyes she had earlier, you're wondering how she'll finish you off.
Still thrusting into you, she places her thumb back on your clit, strictly moving in a circular motion only this time. You scream through your teeth "F-fuck Grace, fuck.." Your moans get louder, and more tears well up in your eye. Grace notices your over-stimulation, but it's just another thing for her to get off of: "Poor puppy, how much can you take until I break you?" she says in a deep voice.
You're able to muster out words in a slurred fashion, practically panting between every word: "I-I don't know Mommy, I'm gonna be close soo-soon if you keep this up.." Grace pushes herself deeper inside of you, saying "Such a good girl, that's what I like to hear." She picks up the pace on your clit, and goes deeper inside of you with the strap - you throw your head back aggressively , almost knocking it off the arm of the couch. "Oh f-fuck, keep this up-" you swallow, "please.. i'm gonna cum, p-please let me cum, Gracie~" you cry pathetically. Grace doesn't say anything, but her actions speak louder than words ever could: picking up the pace even more on your clit, and thrusting as fast as she can into you. Still focused on you, she says "You can cum whenever you want baby, ive played with you all night."
Before you can answer back, you feel a rush over your body, and you slump down even further into the couch - your shaking legs grip harder around Grace's body. She puts her hand on your cheek, and brushes it as she talks "W-was that good, baby?" You quickly nod your head yes, and reply "Yes, of course!" You sit up a little so you can wrap your arms around her and hug her.
"I love you Grace, you're the best.." You say, burying yourself into her shoulder and neck. She hugs you back, saying "I love you too, you're not half bad" She smiles. You place a small smack on her back, laughing out: "Hey, that's not nice!" Grace, laughing at her own jokes, placed a kiss on your nose, "What do you mean? I'm absolutely the nicest!!" she smiled with her eyes closed. You raised your eyebrows, "You weren't too nice when you called me a slut, huh?.. like um.. 2-3 times?" Grace giggled and stepped away from you just to take the harness off her waist, saying "Oh hush, you know you liked it." You looked at her and chuckled, "Well, that's not wrong."
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authors note: this was incredibly freaked out and i apologize - also im too lazy to reread for any typos so ignore that hehe - also this was definitely out of character for Grace but yk we had to go there eventually 😩
Virgin Girl! - Grace Ashcroft x Female Reader - (18+/Smut)
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[Plot] : Grace is your girlfriend, but even at 22, she's still a virgin. You two decide to change that fact tonight. ;)
Warnings: Begging, pet names, fingering, oral sex, masturbation, hickeys
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enjoy, my loves <3
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Chapter One
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You and your girlfriend, Grace, lay cuddled up on the couch, watching a silly movie she picked out. Grace is on top of you, arms around your shoulder, resting her head on your breasts. (which made her ears red from blushing, you've noticed.) You're stroking her short, platinum blonde hair and massaging her scalp in intervals. It always amazed you how it was naturally almost white, you've never seen another woman so unique looking. White eyelashes, white hair, grey eyebrows... your hungry mind starts to drift off.. wondering what her pubic hair color would be.
"Enjoying the movie, Gracie?" you say with a smile on your face, stroking her head.
"Y-yeah! What about you?" Grace replies, turning her head that's laying on your bust to look at you through her glasses - you notice how red her face is... cause being from where her face is so close to your chest.
"Heh, yeah.. It's pretty cool" you say, reaching for the microwaved popcorn that's on the table, putting some in your mouth.
After wiping your salty fingers on your trousers, reaching down, trying not to disturb Grace's comfortable positioning ontop of you - you start to rub her back ontop of her clothing.
You gently rub, and slowly start to ride over her bra strap - your mind starts to wander what her breasts would look like.
You two haven't made love yet, and these thoughts make you feel so perverted.. but you're a woman with hormones. you can't help it.
Grace lets out a little moan, letting you know your fingers and nails on her back feel good: "Mmm.. th-thanks.. your fingers feel nice on my back." Grace happily groans.
but once you reach her bra strap with your fingers- her ears turn even more of a darker shade of red. her body feels hot suddenly, and she shudders a little from the touch, letting out a little squeaky gasp. You can't tell if that was from pleasure or discomfort.
"Oh, i'm sorry babe.. did that.. uh.. disturb you?" You say, quickly removing your hand off of her bra strap, still ontop of her shirt.
"N-no.. nobody has ever just touched me there, um, before.. i, uh," Grace stammers over her words, red as a tomato. "I don't have a lot of experience.. ah, um, with... that type of stuff." she whispers in a shy, puppy tone.
This fact surprised you, how could this beautiful woman you started dating never been touched?
Your lips creek open a sly smile, "What stuff, babe?"
Grace looks away from you, you notice the sweat droplets on her face. Her body temperature rises, and she breathes heavily. Grace swallows deep enough you can hear the saliva travel down her throat. " Um.. anything.. sex-sexual." She whispers, incredibly embarrassed.
You chuckle a little at her cuteness.
"Well, heh, that makes sense Gracie.. i'm the one who's been teaching you how to kiss." Grace burries her head into your chest. "Sh-shut up.." she whines.
You stroke her blonde locks after to comfort her. "That's okay, hun, there's nothing wrong with that, ya know? everyone has to start somewhere."
She looks up at you, "T-thank.. thank you." You place a kiss on her forehead.
"No need to thank me, gracie" you say with a smile.
Grace pushes her self up using your shoulders, her blue eyes looking right into yours. She swallows, loudly, once again, before slowly opening her mouth.
"H-hey, um, would you ever do anything, uh, sexual with- with me?" Says Grace, face red as velvet, eyebrows turned in a begging like position, almost as if Grace was asking you to do something to her.. tonight. Your eyes widen at her bold comment, she's never been this bold, yet. Your heart starts racing out of excitement.
"Oh, wow Grace.. heh. Awfully bold tonight." That comment makes her blush, even more. A little more sweaty too. You continue speaking, eyes still locked with your lover. "Cmon now, ya-you know i would, you just have to say the words. Whenever you're ready to take the next step, im ready." You give her a gentle smile, putting your right hand on her warm, pink cheek. Slowly stroking her soft, soft skin with your thumb.
Grace looks at you, and starts to bite her lips. You notice through her glasses how her eyes start to look down at your lips.
"T-tonight.. please? is that, um, okay." She says, practically shaking from embarrassment, or from excitement. You can't quite tell. You're waiting to find out.
"Yes baby, come here" you say, pulling your face closer to her, leaning in for a kiss. Grace pulls herself close to you as possible, and you two lock lips. Kissing slowly, intimately. Sucking on eachothers bottoms lips, a little biting too. Grace has learned from your ways. "Mmm~~" Grace lets out a little moan, she's beyond ready for tonight.
With the way you two are laying on the couch, you're able to shift your knee up between her legs. Grace lets out another moan. "O-oh fuck!~"
You look at her with a dirty smile on your face. "Is that okay, princess" you say to her.
"Mm, this.. this is more than okay." Grace grabs your face aggressively, kissing you the hardest she ever has in your relationship. You feel friction of denim on denim, and your eyes open during the makeout session, realizing Grace is riding on your leg - "F-fuck.. i.. i think im um.. getting.. wet? mmfph~ this..this feels better than i expected.." she stammers, struggling to get out a sentence as a moan almost interrupts her every word.
You raise an eyebrow at yet another bold comment from the Ashcroft woman.
"You want me to touch your ass, baby?"You say.
Grace moans, yet again, too excited for her own good. "Y-yes, um, pl-please... if you can." She whimpers.
"My pleasure." you grin, shooting a shitty wink in her direction. You rub down her back, almost clawing at it (gently) just to see what her reaction would be. Her reaction pleased you. You move your hands down to her hips, rubbing them up and down to build some tension between you too, then.. your hands reach her behind. You grip her ass slowly through her black, skinny jeans. "A-ah~ Fuck~.. i-i.. i like that.." Grace moans, burying her head in your shoulder. She lays a hand on one of your breasts, weakly gripping it, not sure how hard she should grip one.
"C-can, can we go to the bedroom?" She asks.
"Of course, angel." You say, pushing yourself up off the couch. Shoving your knee deeper inbetween Graces thighs to tease the horny girl. You swear that you can almost feel the wetness from her cunt through the thick denim.
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Chapter Two
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You and Grace hold hands walking to the bedroom, her hand is a bit sweaty. A few moments passed, and Grace is now laying down on the bed, you ontop of her. You two are still in the midst of the makeout session, but this time, you're able to make your way down to Graces neck. She lifts her head up for easier access.
You kiss her neck slowly, being sure not to frighten her, remember, she's still a virgin, no matter how horny she is (for you.) "Is this okay" you say after pulling away from her neck. Before you could look up at her pretty face, she pulls your head back down towards her neck.
"Ye-Yes.. More.. Please.. please.. please, do whatever you want.. to-to me. I'm, i'm ready." She says through moans. She's begging for you, once again. Your wet lips crack a smile at her needy comment. "How whiny, how cute" you think to yourself, knowing better than to say it out loud.
You quickly get back to your hard-work on Graces neck. Kissing more sloppy, harder, and aggressive. Grace grabs a tuft of your hair as she breaths heavy, breasts going up and down as she lets out soft, delicate moans because of your mouth.
You start to bite gently, making sure you're gentle enough to make her feel good, not hard enough to cause her any discomfort. Then after the soft love bites, you suck on her neck. Grace pushes her head back into the pillow, letting out a beautiful whimper that sounded like music to your ears. "Mmfph~" says the blonde.
Your mouth on Graces neck goes through intervals of sucking, kissing, and biting for several sensual minutes. Even though she's so needy and so very horny tonight, you're smart enough to know to take it slow with your virgin girlfriend. Caught in the moment, you think to yourself - "Oh fuck, i'm gonna mark her up.. she can't have that with her job." You pull away quickly, and Graces head jolts to look at you, confused on why you stopped loving on her neck. "H-hey, what's wrong.. why'd you stop?" She says. Your eyes widen, and you see a very dark red hickey right on her neck.
"Oh fuck Grace, i'm sorry.. I accidentally left a mark on your neck. I don't think your job will be too happy with that, huh?" Grace relaxes a little, knowing she will still lose her virginity tonight to you - but she quickly says. "N-no! It's okay.. s-seriously.. um.. I want people to see i belong to you."
Another bold comment from Grace Ashcroft.
"Heh, I don't have a problem with that.." You say, followed by "uh.. still sorry though.. if they yell at you, I'll show you how to cover it up with makeup... anyways.. where we we?"
You lean close to her again, moving away from the hickey you left on her neck, making your way down to her collar bone. You have to pull her plain, white teeshirt down to access this area.
"A-ah!~" Grace cries out deep in pleasure, not realizing she would be sensitive in that area.
You lick up and down her collar bone horizontally , then sucking on it slightly , doing this progress again in intervals- still making sure not to leave *too* many deep, red marks on Your Gracie. "O-oh fuck~ this feels really n-nice" Grace loudly moans, gripping your hair tightly in her palm. "Good babygirl, I'm glad." You say, barely pulling away from her exposed, soft pale skin. For a moment you stop, and look down at her breasts. "Can I undress you?" You ask, still making sure everything you say is okay with Grace. "Y-yes.. pl-please." Grace whines to you.. like a female puppy in heat.
You sit up ontop of her, "Okay, arms up."
Grace lifts her arms up fast as she could, nearly hitting you in the face, which she didn't even notice throughout the excitement. You smile at her, and lower your hands to the bottom of the cotton white teeshirt, and slowly lift it up, exposing her belly, but then her shirt stops at her breasts, you pause for a second, looking at her face. "Grace, Please, let me know if you ever need me to stop." - "Mhm.. i will." She says back to you, knowing damn well on the inside she doesn't want any of this to stop. But, Grace was too shy to admit that to you.
You swallow slightly, and continue to lift her shirt up, as it slides over her chest, exposing her white bra. Then, she adjusts herself so you can lift the shirt over her head, then her arms.
"O-okay, i'm gonna kiss your chest now, is that okay Grace?" Still making sure everything is a-okay.
"Mmpfh~ Y-yes please" She moans.
"Heh, desperate girl." You say in a teasing fashion. That comment made Grace bite her bottom lip, then she quickly nodded her head up and down at you, completely agreeing with your snarky comment.
You lower yourself down to where you lips meet her cleavage, you start to kiss all over her smaller breasts. Grace, again, puts her hand on your head, you can feel her legs start to slowly open as you make love with her cleavage.
She's waiting downstairs for your arrival, her pussy soaking her cotton panties. but she's enjoying the time you're taking with her body, soaking in every moment, moaning at every chance she can get, almost after every breath she takes.
Grace swallows, and looks down at your head, still ruffling through your hair. "Can you- can you take my bra off?" She asks.
"Of course, my love." You say. "Here, sit up a little. Grace adjusts herself and sits up, you look at how her tummy folds as she sits upright, thinking she's just the cutest girl you've ever seen in your life. You slowly move your hands to her back, rubbing her shoulders a little, and making your way down to her bra clasps. You undo it, and then slide the straps off of her shoulders. "I'm gonna take it off completely now, okay Gracie?"
"P-please (Y/N)"
"Okay" you smile.
You remove the bra off of her chest, exposing her bare breasts right infront of your eyes. Her pink nipples already hard, waiting to be groped, sucked, and kissed by her girlfriend. You slowly push her back down into the pillows of your shared bed, and adjust yourself into a position where you can orally fixate on her bare bust.
You lower your head down, and take a deep breath, and start to suck on her right breast. Swirling your tongue around her hardened nipple, satisfied to hear the little moans she's letting out.
Beyond satisfied to hear Grace moan *Your* name.
While you're making out with her breast - Your right hand reaches for the other, as you grope it gently, being sure not to accidentally hurt her. Then, you reach for her nipple, gently rolling it between your pointer finger and your thumb. This action of yours makes Grace suck through her teeth, throwing her head even deeper into the pillows, nearly knocking one off of the bed. "A-ah fuck~ God.. this.. this feels so, so so, good," Grace gasps and moans. You let out a hum, nodding your head - not daring to lift your mouth off of her breast, not wanting to stop giving her the pleasure she's been waiting for. After a few minutes pass of grabbing her one breast, and orally fixating on the other, Grace grows a little impatient - she's wet as the ocean - and she pushes her head down towards her cunt
"G-go down.. please- and - and take off my pants and underwear" Grace whines to you, but also commanding you to explore her body *further*.
"My pleasure, my love" you say, a smile forming on your face.
You leave one last kiss on her nipple, and start to kiss down her ribcage, then her belly, then down to the line of her underwear. You adjust yourself on the bed to where her open legs are now welcomed by your head. You unbutton and unzip her jeans, Grace rises her hips and butt so you can easily undress her lower half. Her jeans slide off easy off of her ankles, and the next thing she knows, you throw them on the floor next to you. She lets out a little moan at your simple action.
Grace is so desperate for your touch.
After looking away from the floor, you look at her white panties, and there's a huge wet spot right where her entrance would be - your eyes widen.
"Wow Gracie, you're so fucking wet, you know that baby?" you say.
"I, uh, Ive felt it this entire time.. I've been waiting for my pants to come off, it was , um, starting to get uncomfortable d-down there, heh." Grace lets out a chuckle
"Oh baby i bet... you're soaking." You grin sexually at the sight of her in only panties.
You lower your head down to where your between graces open legs, her pussy right in your face, the only thing between the two of you is the soaking wet fabric.
You kiss her left thigh, and start to gently suck on it . You're listening closely to Grace's little whimpers and moans as she feels extreme pleasure from your mouth on her thigh - her own hand reaching towards her breast, playing with her nipple as you make love to her thigh.
Your head shifts over to her cunt, you kiss her through the fabric, taking in her natural scent aggressively through your nostrils - and tasting the wetness that's between you two - she tastes sweet and sour.. absolutely delicious, you lick your lips, completely taking in Graces taste.
"T-take, take them off, please.. my underwear." Grace whines out.
You nod your head yes quickly, and slip her underwear off after she lifts herself in the air.
Your eyes meet your girlfriend's pink pussy, it's truly a beautiful view. You can even see the wetness dripping down. This sight was able to answer your perverted question earlier about her hair down there, it was, indeed, a darker shade of white - so incredibly unique Grace was. Looks, personality, and everything else.
You look up at Grace, and ask her a question - a question that may seem silly, but you felt it was appropriate to ask. "Babe, do you know what eating someone out is?" Grace's eyes widen at this question, her nose, cheeks, and ears becoming an even darker shade of pink.
"U-uhm- y-yes... i, uh," She stammers, thinking she's going to embarrass herself. "I've watched porn, and uh, read some online fan-fiction"
You smile at this comment. "Oh my dirty girl, i'm a little surprised." Grace smiles, and lets out a slight laugh.
"H-heh..." A pause fills the air for a brief second. "C-can you, can you eat me out..?" Grace asks in the softest voice ever, looking down at you between her legs.
"Your wish is my command."
You lower your head down to Grace's vagina, gripping the underneath of her thighs for support. You slowly lick up and down on her folds, not immediately aiming for her bud.
Grace is going absolutely crazy over this oral interaction between you two, your tongue licking, sucking, and kissing on her throbbing, wet pussy - she's moaning, whining, and whimpering - breathing heavy, saying your name between her moans that grow louder after every move. You're noticing how much she is loving how you kiss, lick, and suck on her folds, so you move your way up to her clit. You suck on it gently, then start to lick her sensitive, swollen bud that's been aching for your tongue.
Grace lets out a *sinfully* loud moan, throwing her hand over her mouth,making sure no one else in the apartment could hear how loud she's beginning to get.
"Aah~ Fuck! Oh g-god, don't, don't stop, please.." Moans the blonde. You nod your head yes to her command, not wanting to stop giving her the pleasure she deserves and desires. You gradually go harder on her clit, licking, sucking, and kissing it like there's no tomorrow. There's no other place you'd want to be right now then between the legs of Grace Ashcroft.
Grace sits up quickly, nearly hitting you in the face with herself (once again) and she's breathing heavy, her glasses all foggy, nearly sliding off of the bridge of her nose.
"Go.. i mean.. Please.. please go in me, please finger me.. i-i need it...mm~" Grace moans, looking down at her lover between her thighs.
Still sucking on her clit, you slide your middle finger into Grace's cunt - she's so wet, it slid in so easy. But, since she's a virgin - she's still a bit tight. You adjust your wrist upright, and wiggle your middle finger up against her upper wall, feeling the inside spongey-like texture of her wet vagina - your finger becoming quickly soaked with Grace's seed.
Grace lets out another nasty moan from your finger gripping her inside, this time, not even bothering to throw her hand over her mouth - she feels so good from your actions , she doesn't care who hears. They can fucking deal with it.
"Oh- oh god!~ Y-Yes,, fuck, fuck me.. please.. don't- don't fucking st-stop.." Grace moans , squeaks , and groans aggressively . "M-make, make me cum.."
Grace is still begging for you, even tho you're already inside her - ready to slip another finger in.
She throws her head back as you continue to suck her pink bud, and use one finger to move against her upper wall.
You lift your head up from her clit, so you can focus on fingering her to the absolute best of your ability with your middle and ring finger. Before you enter another finger in your woman, Grace is practically grinding her hips on your fingers - nearly attempting to ride on your fingers, trying to get you as deep inside her sensitive spot as possible.
"Calm down princess, you're about to feel even better" you say. Shortly after this comment, you slide another finger into Grace's pussy. "Aah!!!~" She cries out, then again moaning, practically drooling from the side of her mouth in pleasure.
You wiggle your fingers around up and down her inner walls, then you decide to pick up the tempo. You start to thrust your fingers inside Grace, feeling how her vaginal walls grip around your fingers.
This action makes Grace become a feral, sexual beast - moaning like a girl in a lesbian hentai film. She grips the pillow behind her head with one hand, and uses her other free hand to go down on herself, rubbing her own clit as you finger her. Grace wants to feel as much pleasure as possible tonight, she wants to cum for you. As much as she can. (she's only ever made herself cum from masturbation.)
"Good girl, Grace, you touch yourself as I fuck you" You say to her.
"Y-yes!~ I, i'm a good girl.." Grace moans out to you. The expression on her beautiful, blushing face is priceless. That image of her face from losing her virginity to you won't ever leave your mind.
Grace picks up the pace on her clit, which signals your brain to pick up the pace fingering her.
"A-ah~ F-fuck... oh fuck.. I-I think i'm cl-close" She's moaning so much, and breathing so heavy, she can barely talk.
"You can cum whenever you want baby, tonight is your night" You say to her. She bites her bottom lip aggressively at this comment.
Moving faster on her clit for about ten seconds, as you finger her, matching her pace, watching her thighs tremble -
Then, before you know-Grace finally reached her high - a beautiful orgasm came out of her lips as she threw her head back down into the pillows. A sound you'll hear for the rest of your life.
You look down at the little mess she made on your fingers, so much it's nearly dripping down onto your bedsheets.
"O-oh god, I uh, thank you.. s-so much" Grace stammers, getting her words out through heavy breaths as she comes down from her orgasmic high, she's never felt this good before in her life - and it was all thanks to you.
You smile, lifting your fingers up to your mouth to get a final taste of Grace for tonight, cleaning your own fingers clean of her sweet cum.
Graces eyes widen at this action.
"You did so good my pretty girl, i'm so proud of you." You say to her after you remove your fingers from your mouth.
"T-thank you, you were incredible.. We- we will be doing this more" Grace says with a smile.
"Anytime you want my love, just say the words."
"W-will, I will do" Grace says.
You lean over her to kiss her forehead, her nose, and then her rosy red cheeks.
"Let me get you cleaned up my love, do you want me to run a bath?" You say.
"Heh-" Grace laughs "O-Only, only if you can help me bathe."
"Of course, Gracie."
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Authors Note: i just re read this and noticed a lot of typos - my fault !!! im stoned and drunk writing this - but anyways - thank you for reading! comment below on your thoughts and any ideas you have for Grace X F! Reader! I hope you enjoyed this fan fiction <3
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