good girl
pairings: Proffesional Basketball Player!Sasha x Historia x Mikasa x Ymir x Annie X Fem reader
cw: dub/noncon, gangbang, manipulation/ gaslighting, explicit smut, heavy alcohol use, praise
in spired by @belavender ewnba sasha headcannons, and @planetsano fic “smells like teen spirit”
ive never written something like this before, and i’m generally new to writing, but i wanted to try to make the ideas in my head into a story
not very proofread
summary: Sasha wants you to meet her basketball teammates.
Minors DNI
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You should've listened to your friends about basketball players like Sasha and her sweet-talking, the way she passed girls around more than the ball on the court.
She never necessarily called you her girlfriend, but treated you like one, taking you out on expensive dates and giving you tickets to her games. She said she didn’t like “labels.”
Now she was asking you to meet her team, and you figured that was a good step in your relationship, so you couldn’t help but agree.
"Good," Sasha replied. "It's just a little tradition with my teammates. We've been dating for a few months, and I want them to like you.”
"Yeah, same," you agreed happily, hearing her suggest that the two of you were “dating” for the first time.
You dressed casually as you went over to Sashas apartment, trying to seem carefree despite how nervous you were.
"Do you wanna smoke?" she asked 20 minutes in, like she always did, and placed a blunt between your lips before you could even respond.
You figured they all just wanted to have fun, basketball players needed to unwind after practices and games all day.
You didn’t mind when they just kept feeding you weed and shots, it made you happy every time they cheered for you taking one.
And you didn’t question when Sasha pulled you away into her room, kissing down your neck as she slipped her fingers into your waistband.
“Wait, Sash,” you said, pulling away. “Your friends are just outside, they could hear us.”
“It’s fine,” Sasha said softly. “I mean, it wouldn’t be the first time.”
“But— they’re never here when we’re together.”
“Yeah they are, I’ve told you that.”
You looked at her, dumbfounded. “No, you havent,” you said, sure of yourself
“I think you’re just drunk,” she said, pressing you back down roughly. “Just relax, you don’t have to be so uptight all the time.”
You couldn’t tell she was manipulating you, trying to make you feel like you were the one causing the problem.
“They like meeting the girls I date, I mean, they probably think it’s cute.”
“What?”
“Yeah, you’ll probably get to know them really well tonight,” she said, and for the first time you realized what she was suggesting, the “tradition” she was talking about earlier.
“Sasha I—“
“Shhhh,” she said, sitting you up. “Just relax.”
"You can't just do whatever you want to me," you whined, words not matching your actions as you let her shift you around, sitting between her legs with your back to her as she hooked your legs over her knees, putting you on display in the little shorts you had decided to wear.
"I can, though. You never say no to me, do you?"
"Because I cant," you breathed, tilting your head back into the crook of her neck.
"So just relax," she said waving her teammates into the room. “Be a good girl for me.”
You felt the bed dip beside you as Annie, Ymir, Historia, and Mikasa climbed next to you, watching Sasha turn you around between her legs.
"She looks like a good one," Mikasa hummed, running her fingertips over one of your thighs.
"We'll see," Annie replied, turning on the video camera she had in hand.
You squirmed a bit in Sashas grasp as Mikasa’s nails dragged across your skin, up to and around your waistband. "Relax," she cooed, feeling you tense up. "We're gonna take real good care of you."
"What's your name?" Historia asked as Annie held the camera in front of you.
"___" you replied quietly.
"Speak up," Ymir said sternly.
"Be nice," Historia elbowed her.
Sasha picked up your jaw, tilting your head up towards the camera. "___" you replied, louder this time.
"That's pretty," Historia said sweetly, leaning closer to you.
"Who's first?" Sasha asked, the tone of her voice sending a chill down your spine, like she had said it a million times before.
"Me," Historia answered, climbing on top of you eagerly.
After Annie sat the camera down out as your eyes searched Historia’s blue ones, her hand stroking your hair softly and tucking a bit behind your ear.
Her soft features were enticing, almost making you forget the situation you were in. The gentle feeling of her hands made you relax.
"You're pretty," you slurred, making Historia smile.
“You sure you want this?” Historia asked. You nodded incoherently, not wanting to disappoint Sasha. “Good.”
"Lay her down," Ymir said, Sasha moving from behind you and letting you rest on her pillows.
Historia smiled sweetly as she kissed you softly, before starting to make out with you. There were a few coos from around the room as she worked on you, hands sliding under your shirt and pushing it up and over your head.
She went to unclip your bra, but Ymir stopped her. "Okay, that's enough," she said, trying to push Historia off of you.
"Wait your turn," Historia said, ignoring her.
You moaned softly as she pressed her thigh between your legs, hips automatically shifting towards her leg.
"You're sensitive," she smiled, applying more pressure.
She placed both of her hands on either side of your head as you started to grind on her thigh, small whimpers leaving your lips. You didn't know if it was the alcohol, but it didn't take long for you to get close to your orgasm, lost in a haze.
"Oh my god," Annie said.
"Is she gonna cum just from that?" Mikasa asked, watching you squirm around underneath historia.
"Are you?" Historia asked.
"Mhm," you nodded incoherently, legs clampling around historia's thigh as your orgasm washed over you.
"Holy fuck," Sasha said, looking over your fucked out expression. "She never did that for me."
Historia climbed off of you, proud of herself.
"And she's soaked," Mikasa added, running her fingertips over your damp panties.
The sensation made you shiver, still sensitive from your first orgasm.
Ymir came into your line of view as they all looked down at you. "You're not gonna return the favor?" she asked, voice as threatening as ever.
Your eyes darted over to Sasha, who sat in the corner of the room. She was the one you trusted, and she nodded. "Be good for me," her words echoed in your mind, and that's what you wanted to do.
"I- I am, I will" You said nervously, looking back over at historia.
You didn't even have time to move before Ymir's rough hands were flipping you onto your stomach and Historia was climbing in front of you.
You nervously hooked your fingers in the hem of her waistband, sliding her shorts down.
"Hurry up, I'm getting bored already," Annie said.
Historia's hand met the back of your head, pushing your face between her legs as you started to eat her out.
She had the same bored look on her face that Sasha always did when you were giving her head, except her eyes were on Ymir the entire time.
You felt a strong pair of hands pick you up by your waist, pulling you up onto your knees.
Annie pulled your panties down over your legs, running her fingers through your folds. You moaned softly as she gathered the wetness on her fingers, rubbing circles on your clit.
Your knees buckled as Mikasa came beside her pressing two fingers into you and giving you that same dizzy feeling that you resentfully loved.
"Hold her up," Annie said, and Mikasa gripped one of your thighs as she fingered you, spreading them apart to give them more access.
It was hard to focus on Historia as Annie and Mikasas fingers were relentlessly working on your cunt, working you up to your second orgasm.
"Tell her to stay still, Sasha," Historia groaned fustratedly, fingers threading into your hair as her thighs wrapped around your face.
"Let me help you," Ymir said, laying down next to you.
Historia moaned as Ymir started to finger her, pussy fluttering against your tongue a few minutes later as her orgasm washed over her.
You came again not soon after on Mikasas fingers, whining softly into the covers.
Mikasa licked off her fingers after pulling, them out of you, humming.
"Let me get a taste," Annie said, arching your back before she started to eat you out from behind. She was surprisingly hasty, lapping at your cunt like she was starved. It had your legs shaking as you came quickly again, already over sensitive.
Mikasa was already lining up to do the same before you pulled away from her, laying shakily on the covers.
"N-no more, I cant," you whined, tired out.
It was Sasha who picked your face up by your jaw. "Just give me a few more baby, okay?" she asked.
"I can't," you cried.
"You can," she replied, flipping you onto your back.
Mikasa eagerly crawled between your legs, gently rubbing her tounge up your slit. It made you twitch, and when she started to suck on your clit, it was overwhelming.
Broken moans left your lips as she ate your pussy, your arousal dripping onto the sheets as she did so. As overstimulated as you were you didn’t want her to stop, you didn’t want any of it to stop, the pleasure and attention and validation from Sasha.
"Oh god," you whined, and she pressed to fingers into you. "Fuck, 's too much," you whined, squirming around underneath her.
"Stay still," Mikasa said, and when you didn't, Ymir spread your legs apart for her, keeping you in place.
Annie and Historia did the same for your arms, and as much as you were overwhelmed, you didn't want Mikasa to stop.
You could see Sashas eyes on you as you started to come for the 4th time, fingers flexing as your back arched slightly off the bed.
Finally it was Ymir's turn, and she gave you a chance to catch your breath. You could see her taking out a strap and putting it on as you did so, but you didn't have the energy to protest.
She knew you didn't need any more prep, you already had cum dripping down your thighs, but still wanted to tease you, sliding her cock between your folds and making you whimper.
"She likes it from the back," Sasha piped in, and Ymir flipped you over with rough hands, arching your back slightly.
You shivered as she pressed her cock into you, walls squeezing around her as her hand had to hold you up by your hips.
She wasn't as rough as Sasha usually was, but the sensation still had your knees buckling, Ymirs free hand coming to press your face into the bed.
Your muffled moans and whimpers filled the room as Sasha went to pick the camera up, bringing it over to your face.
"You like being passed around like this?" she asked, picking your face up so your teary expression could be seen on the tape.
"Yes," you slurred, body jerking back and forth.
Sasha pointed the camera at the two of you, giving you a quick kiss. "Good girl," she smiled.
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