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Jealousy Jealousy part 2

hello everyone!! this is part 2 to my Melissa fic (the smut) that I finally decided to finish writing!! let me know what you think good or bad :) part one is on my page directly under this post (because I'm stupid and don't know how to link it to this post)

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Melissa's laugh fills the room and you think it's the most beautiful thing you've ever heard. A smile forms again and you look at her.

“Hmm?” she questions as you move your hands to cup her face and slowly pull her forward until her nose touches yours.

“I just can't help but think of how I'm falling for you” you reply with affection laced in your voice.

She wastes no time in capturing your lips again drawing out a hum of approval from you. Her hands roam until they are tugging at your shirt.

“Off” she commands. You slowly sit up practically throwing your shirt and bra on the floor.

Her eyes graze over your body but it's not long before she pushes you back down, this time with purpose. With one hand she grabs at your hair and pulls until your head throws back and you let out a low moan. She sucks and bites until there are deep purple spots along the side of your neck.

“Have to let them know you're mine.” is the only thing she says between her bites.

“Yours” you pant out “I'm yours.”

She groans in approval, your words clearly affecting her just as her actions are you.

She begins scooting back slowly while leaving a trail of kisses down to your right breast making your hips buck up into her in anicaption. “Please mel” is all you can get out before she takes your nipple in your mouth and gently starts sucking.

Her left hand untangles from the grip on your hair and works its way down to your left nipple which she rolls between her fingers, only making you buck your hips harder as you desperately try to find friction.

“Patience love, I'll take good care of you. I promise” she replies in response to your neediness, voice deep and laced with arousal. The sound alone of her voice like that could make you cum right then and there.

She lets your nipple go with a small and gentle bite to it and then slowly works her way down leaving a trail of kisses on your stomach in her path. Slowly, way too slowly for your liking, she discards your jeans and your underwear and levels her face with your now soaked pussy.

“Fuck.. so wet for me” she husks out and before you can come up with a reply she licks straight up to your swollen clit. You couldn't care to be quiet or bother to hold back your moans as she started sucking on the swollen bud.

“Jesus- Fuck Mel!” You let out and your thighs instinctively close around her head. With her hands she prys them open forcefully and lifts your legs over her arms as she nuzzles her face closer, licks becoming faster.

One hand tugs at her hair the other gripping at the couch to ground you. It's not long until your toes are curling and your legs start to shake. “Please Mel please, I'm so close please don't stop”

Her only reply is to untangle one of her arms that was holding open your legs and move her fingers to your entrance. She held her hand there and raised her head ever so slightly to align her eyes to yours, silently asking if it was okay, but never stopping her mouth from its work on your clit. You looked down at her nodding and that was all she needed as she pushed two fingers inside of you.

“Right there Mel, fuck, yes, please!” you moaned out as she curled her fingers inside of you.

With only a few short moments of the mix of her fingers and her mouth, you were dangerously close to cumming. “Melissa..I'm going to- Can I cum for you? Please? Fuck!”

She hummed her approval and that was all you needed before you came, letting out a string of curses as you came crashing down.

Melissa, smirking, crawled back up to kiss you again after you were done coming down from your high. “You did so well. Such a good girl for me” You couldn't help but moan again at her words. “Oh? Do you think you could go again?” she said in reply to your moan and her fingers began to draw circles on your clit.

You whine out at the sensitivity. “I know baby, but you can do it. For me.”

You blush at her words and your hips begin to rock back and forth at the building of your second orgasm. “Mel. Melissa. I- Fuck” is all you can say before you cum again.

“So pretty. So perfect. All mine” she whispers in your ear as you cum.

Melissa pulls her hand away, lifts her face, and looks down at you smugly.

“I'm going to wipe that smirk off your face Schemmenti,” you say as you lean up and push her down so the roles are now reserved with you on top of her.

Her eyes widen and you notice her blush and you couldn't help but form a smirk of your own as you help rid her of her clothing.

“Jesus Melissa. You're gorgeous.” you notice her blush deepens and quickly go to kiss her lips again. Your tongue enters her mouth and you earn a muffled moan from her. Breaking the kiss you move to attach to her neck leaving your own hickeys in your path.

“It's only fair they know you're mine in return,” you say against her neck giving it a kiss before trailing down to her thigh. “They won't get to see them all though,” you tell her just before nipping down on her inner thigh, biting and sucking harshly.

“Y/N. I need you” she moans out as she takes her hand and attempts to drag your face to her now dripping center. You couldn't make her wait any longer and you quickly take her into your mouth.

“Fuck you taste so good” you moan out and the vibrations of your speaking cause her to gasp and dig her heels further into the couch.

“Just like that. Jesus! Y/N it feels so good, you feel so fucking good”

You can't help but smile as you swirl your tongue against her clit, never stopping your rhythm.

Her hand still in your hair grips harder, pushing you closer as she cries out your name. “I'll cum I’ll cum please” she chokes out and it's the sexiest thing you think you've ever heard. “Cum for me Mel'' you break away to say before quickly attaching yourself to her again licking faster.

She moans loudly, so loud you're sure your neighbors will hear but you can't seem to care in the slightest. You don't stop until her hand swats at your head letting you know she's too sensitive to continue.

“Fuck. That was... Honestly the best sex of my life” she whispers causing you to giggle as you slide up and lay next to her. She turns over to look at you and tucks your hair behind your ear.

“For me too” you reply looking deep into her eyes.

Melissa grins and wraps her arms around you pulling you close to her.

“As much as I love being in your arms we will both feel shitty tomorrow if we fall asleep on this couch” you muffle out against her “Besides the bed is bigger and I don’t think I'm done with you yet.”

She laughs and in that moment you decide you want to hear her laugh like that for the rest of your lives.

“I like the sound of that” is her only reply as she sits up and pulls you to stand with her. “I'm far from done with you either.”

You can't help but grin. After all, you just got yourself Melissa freaking Schemmenti.

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i need melissa to make love to me. not fuck me. make love to me.

i need the slow and passionate kisses and desperate touches. i need it to be slow. i need her to drag out the kissing until we're both soaked and we physically can't take it anymore.

and even then, she'd gently undress me and instruct me to grind on her thigh. her hands on my hips, setting the pace, as i bury my face in her neck and grip onto her shoulders. I'd whine and moan as quietly as i could, embarrassed of how wet i was for her.

"awh hon, you're so shy...c'mon, i wanna see all the pretty faces you make while you ride me."

i'd obey of course, looking into her hungry green eyes as my hips moved faster, my moans becoming desperate whimpers.

"that's my good girl." she'd praise. "so good for mommy."

before i could cum, she'd push me off her so i was laying flat on my back.

"close your eyes." she'd whisper.

i'd hesitate for a moment, before closing my eyes shut.

after a few moments, i'd feel her presence on top off me once more.

"take a deep breath, baby. relax for me."

i would do as i was told, trying my best to relax my body and taking a big deep breath. when melissa decided she was satisfied, i felt her strap press into me slowly. i groaned and arched my back, my tits now pressed up against hers.

with my eyes still closed, i felt her push more and more of the strap into me. this wasn't the one she usually used on me, this one was bigger. much bigger.

"m-mel...it's too big...i can't." i'd whine.

"yes you can. go on, be a good girl and take me, baby."

slowly, the pain turned into pleasure as she shoved the entire length inside me.

"gooood girl. that's it. now open those beautiful eyes for me."

i'd open my eyes, watching as melissa started moving her strap in and out, the tip of it creating a bulge in my lower tummy.

she didn't bother to tie her hair up, her red hair falling to either side of my face, gracefully swaying with every thrust of her gorgeous hips.

i'd be overwhelmed with pleasure as she'd lean down to kiss me as she picked up the pace.

"you're doin' so well, princess."

her constant praise caused me to start clenching around her strap, my moans getting louder and louder as i'd repeat her name like a beautiful prayer.

melissa would grunt and moan every time she hit my sweet spot, her hands on either side of my shoulders, grabbing fist-fulls of the sheets.

"you're so pretty like this." she'd moan, thrusting into me even harder that time.

my moans would become screams of pleasure as i got closer and closer to my orgasm.

"my princess is getting close isn't she? awh...let me help you." she'd tease and move one of her hands from the bed to my clit, rubbing fast circles and sending shocks of pleasure down my thighs.

in mere moments, i'd cum with a scream of her name, feeling the intense pleasure wash over my entire body. i'd pull her down into a tight hug, her entire weight now on me while she helped me ride out the orgasm.

"melissa..." i'd whimper and kiss her cheek. "thank you."

"of course, you deserve it."

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you know it’s bad when i started a playlist for a series…

well, as melissa schemmenti would say: “whoops”.

#imagines #fanfiction #fem reader #writing #melissa schemmenti x reader #melissa schemmenti #abbott elementary #olivia benson #olivia benson x reader #law and order svu

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Caught Red-Handed.

paring: melissa schemmenti x reader.

summary: janine accidentally catches you and melissa during a intense making out session at school.

warnings: smut (obviously) public sex, spanking, dirty talk, mommy kink, praises, fingering, swearing, melissa is just a horny motherfucker in this one.

author notes: the winner of the poll! my inspiration for this oneshot came when I was scrolling through my spotify playlist. Or maybe it was an excuse to write another smut featuring melissa & reader. (yeah, definitely the second option.) sorry for the little delay, I was going to post yesterday but I had an exhausting day and forgot it. Just me being me. Anyways, enjoy. 🫶🏻

English is not my first language, so I apologize for any mistakes.

You lost track of time as you felt your body being pushed into the janitor's closet with some force and urgency. Your back hit a cupboard containing several of Mr Johnson's cleaning products, some falling to the floor on impact. Making a loud noise echo throughout the entire hallway that could alert anyone, but that didn't scare your girlfriend who, unlike you, wasn't scared of the possibility of being caught and continued the makeout session passionately, smirking into your lips.

“We can't—” your insistence and protests are interrupted by a small gasp when Melissa's soft and warm lips deposited small kisses and bites on your neck. Marking and claiming you as hers, with each of the hickeys. For the rest of the week, you would have to wear something to hide those blue and purple marks if you didn't want any of your co-workers to suspect anything. “Babe. Someone might hear us or worse.”

Since you started a serious relationship with the older woman two months ago, it was common for you to have a secret makeout session somewhere at school that would lead to hours of loving or rough sex (it really depended on Melissa's mood) when you got home. But today, she didn't seem in a hurry to go to her place soon. In fact, she had other plans.

She had spent the entire morning teasing you and discreetly flirting with you whenever she got the chance. And instead of being embarrassed like always, you challenged her at lunch saying that she could do better than that. You were quite naive to think she wasn't going to do anything, but here was Melissa Schemmenti about to fuck you senseless and show you who was in charge.

“You just need to be quiet, sweet girl,” she whispers and began to unbutton your blouse. Massaging and squeezing your breasts through the fabric of your bra. “Or everyone will find out how you are a desperate little slut for mommy.”

You throw your head back, losing yourself in the pleasure and sensation. “Mel,” you groaned when when she throwed the fabric on the floor and pinched and licked your nipples. “Please.”

The older woman stops for a second and put a hand on your chin, forcing you to look into her eyes. “Be a good girl and behave, understand?“

Remaining quiet, you pull away slightly, still a little hesitant about getting caught and having sex with Melissa on school grounds. It didn't sound too appropriate, especially in the janitor's closet. “Honey, let’s go home. We can’t do it here.”

A fury is evident in her green eyes and she slaps your ass hard, making you wince and hide your face in her shoulder. “I told ya to behave and not act like a fucking whore.” Another even harder slap. “Do you understand?” she repeats.

The change in her behavior sent shivers throughout your whole body. Melissa was a very possessive and dominant woman, it was obvious and everyone was aware of it. She liked the feeling of power, of being in control and being honest, you liked that side of her. It suited her a lot.

“Yes mommy, I understand. I’ll be good and behave,” you gulped feeling all the excitement go straight to your core.

“That’s my good girl, now shut up and lean against the wall. Don’t make me wait or I will punish you just like last time,” she commands with a harsh tone and you nod, not wanting to be punished for bad behavior (at least not yet.)

Melissa slowly approaches and gives your lips a tender peck, before undoing your jeans and panties in a quick, single movement. Leaving her precious and innocent angel completely naked, ready to be ruined by her. Instantly you wrap one of your legs around her waist. Earning a satisfied hum from the redhead.

“Look at you, my beautiful girl, always so obedient and ready for me,” she parted your folds with her slender fingers, biting her lip as she noticed and spread your wetness. “I've been thinking about it all day, how I was going to destroy you.”

“Please, I need you inside. Please mommy, don’t tease,” you whimper when the redhead presses her thumb on your clit and circles your entrance. The action emitting a trembling moan to fall from your lips.

“It's kind of funny, you know? Earlier you were all confident trying to challenge me,“ she chucked peppering kisses in your entire face to relax you for what was about to happen. “And now you're begging and aching to be touched by mommy.”

After painful seconds, without warning she enters you with three fingers, filling your tight hole deliciously. Barely giving you time to get used to the painful stretching and thrusting in and out of you at a rapid pace. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, Melissa knew exactly where and how to touch you, making you a squirming babbling mess every single time.

“FUCK!” you scream, covering your mouth with one of your hands. “That feels so good..”

She smiles mischievously, enchanted by the way your walls clenched around her fingers. The smell of sex and the sound of your celestial moans filling the room as she curled and pumped her digits, slowly bringing you to climax. Her free hand gripping your hips to keep you steady.

“Do you like this, babygirl? Do you like it when I go deep inside you?” the woman asks while mocking your totally fucked up state — your hair was slightly messy, your neck was covered in love marks and your eyes were wide. A beautiful sight for Melissa. “Answer me and you'll be rewarded.”

“Yes, I love it when you fill me up mommy. You make me feel so good,” your words came out in a whisper, as your breathing seemed increasingly labored and uneven. Your hips moved back and forth in time with the rhythm of her fingers inside you. “Shit,” You cry out as she finds your spongy spot and slows down a little.

As much as Melissa was enjoying watching your face turn into a complete blur of pleasure with each touch, she knew she had to be quick to avoid the risk of Mr. Johnson or anyone else coming in and catching the two of you in such an intimate moment.

“Such a good little girl. C'mon, sweetheart, cum for mommy,” the Italian whispers in your ear, biting your earlobe. “You can do this, princess.”

“I’m gonna—” you meweld, grabbing onto the lapels of her green blazer and trying to hold Melissa close. A warm white liquid ran down your girlfriend's fingers and wrist, your legs were trembling. You instantly wrapped your arms around her neck so you could balance yourself, since you didn't trust your ability to stand without holding on to something. “Holy shit.”

During your high, Melissa whispered sweet nothings and placed a tender kiss on your forehead. “Take a deep breath, amore mio,” she instructed, removing her fingers from you affectionately, once you calmed down.

“Feel better?” you ask with a genuine laugh putting on your clothes again with some difficulty.

“Much better. But I can't wait to get home and bend you in the kitchen counter.” She responds in a seductive tone, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. And you fight the urge to stay there and let her do whatever she wants to you.

God, that fiery redhead would be the death of you.

“Well, I think we better go home right away. To start our long night as soon as possible..” you spoke with a stupid smile and intertwined your fingers together, pulling her so you could leave discreetly.

But the plan backfired when you opened the door and bumped into Janine, who had an expression of complete shock on her face, alternating her gaze between the two of you, letting her bag fall to the floor. “Oh! You were—” she says louder than usual, almost alerting the rest of the crew nearby. Shit, you had been caught.

An uncomfortable silence settles and you hide your face in your hands, mentally cursing yourself for not having convinced Melissa that this was a bad idea. And now it was time to deal with the consequences of the sinful act.

“Don’t say a word, pipsqueak or you’ll regret it.” Melissa threatens, crossing her arms and giving the youngest a deadly glare, in a desperate and failed attempt to intimidate her, but the redhead's flushed cheeks gave away how embarrassed she was by the situation. “I mean it.”

The second grade teacher raises her hands in redemption. “I didn’t mean to interrupt, I swear!” she gives a panicked smile. “I was just in the hallway and I ended up hearing a scream and wanted to check what happened. Guess this explains a lot. So for how long have you been together? Does anyone know besides me? Oh, and are you living together?” Her expression softens and she launches into the questions, seeming to be starting a mini interrogation.

“It’s been two months and no one knows yet, we’re planning to tell everyone soon. And we don’t live together, even though I spend more time at Mel’s house than at mine.” You replied calmly trying to keep up with her quick words.

“That's cute, I'm glad you two are dating. I've always been rooting for you! Seriously.”

After more questions, Janine said goodbye to you. Promising that she wouldn't tell anyone beforehand — this was after another small threat from your girlfriend (of course) who wanted to make sure that wasn't going to happen.

“I thought she would never stop asking questions.” Melissa complains, putting her arm around your waist. “Ready to go?”

“Next time, I'll listen to you about not doing a makeout session on school grounds. It was a bit awkward.” Melissa admits placing a hand on your back. “Ready to go?”

“Always.”

“Oi, lovebirds. Aren’t you forgetting something?” Mr. Johnson asks, catching your attention. Pointing to a squeegee and bucket of water. “You make the mess, you clean it up.” Fuck, apparently you and Melissa weren't going home anytime soon.

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Gays

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pairings: Melissa schemmenti x reader

warnings(18+ ONLY): smut, dom!Melissa, sub!r, vaginal fingering, teasing, rough s/x.

Melissa schemmenti likes it when she fucks you rough.

She loves the way you clench around her fingers, after the two of you have been sleeping around more together, Melissa has really gotten into seeing how long you'd last, how quick you are to obey her, how much you squirm under her touch and gaze, just anything turns her on more than anything.

It doesn't help when you both work together at the same school, where your co-workers are already suspicious of you, and just how good you look knowing damn well you choose specific clothes to tease her that sets her off. And she wants nothing more than to take you in the storage closet and ruin you.

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I know wife material when I see it ✨

@winters-witch24

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Heard you want liv requests 😊

This is really vague so take it anyway you want

But just like fluff or smut (dealers choice)

she comes home from a long day and sees us with noah on the sofa waiting for her...

*Thank you for the request babe! This was such a cute idea! <3* Olivia Benson x reader warning(s): fluff, pure smut, bit of a praise kink WC: ~1.3k

Olivia's day was still dragging on even as she entered the door to the apartment. She was texting Fin who promised to take over duties so she could catch some sleep and possibly see Noah off to school in the morning.

Flipping the light on she didn't expect to see Noah on one end of the couch and you on the other end, both long asleep and the Netflix "are you still watching" staring back. She chuckled to herself, putting her phone into her bag and dropping it by the door. Her heart felt impossibly larger as she walked over to her two favorite people.

First kneeling down next to Noah, the little boy who was 8 now seemed so peaceful. He was growing up too fast for Olivia's liking and that came with it's own worries--but dating you and your presence in Noah's life seem to ease that for herself and her son. She stroked his head gently, a smile blossoming on his face.

"Mom," he said grogginess still thick in his voice.

"Hey sweet boy," he lit up, his nickname always having that effect on him. "Did you tire Y/N out?" He shook his head as they looked down at you still asleep holding tight onto a pillow.

"Maybe a bit. Y/N took me to the museum and then across the city to get gelato," Noah whispered, the excitement of the day making his eyes sparkle and they laughed together.

Tussling his curly hair she kissed his head. "Sounds like you had a full day. Did you brush your teeth?" Noah nodded, smiling wide. "Put out your clothes for school?" Noah nodded again. "Alright kiddo sounds like you're ready for bed then."

Noah reached out for Olivia, engulfing her in a hug before he extracted himself from behind your legs.

"Night mom," Noah whispered, disappearing off into the room. Olivia watched as the door to his room closed. She turned back to you and sat on the small spot next to your waist. You sometimes insisted staying up until Olivia got home, despite protest that she preferred you get your sleep, so she appreciated you weren't fighting to stay awake. She grabbed the blanket from the chair next to the couch and started to cover you until you groaned in your sleep, slowly stretching awake. Your eyes were barely open before a smile burst across your face and Olivia wasn’t sure how her heart could handle two such greetings.

"Baby," you groaned, pushing yourself up and reaching your arms out. Taking you in her arms, she kissed your cheek and for a moment all felt right in the world.

"I heard you took Noah around the town?" Olivia didn't pull away, instead pulling the pillow from between you so she could slot herself closer.

"Yeah, the kiddo and I had a great afternoon. He's still obsessed with Agnes Martin," your hands settled on her shoulders, your fingers somehow finding her baby hairs, stroking the soft hairs along the back of her neck.

"The kid has good taste, just like his mother," Olivia chuckled turning, her kiss landing on the edge of your lips. It was your favorite spot and you grinned into the touch. You pull back just slightly, your eyes settling on your girlfriend as you stroked her cheek before you leaned in taking her lips with your own. She melted into you, a needed escape after her day. She just wanted you, just wanted the peace that was being with you. Olivia was the first to pull back, her head resting on your own.

"Take a bath with me?" she whispered. Your eyebrow raised and you both knew what that meant, both had spent the day sending slightly suggestive text that had the effect of reeling the other up.

"Of course, my love," You pecked her lips once before you were the first to get up, leaving Olivia to watch like a lovestruck fool.

She let you run the water, hearing you rustle around in the bathroom as she put away her service weapon in the safe and shed herself from the day’s clothes.

By the time she walked into the bathroom, you were in your robe sitting on the edge of the tub, fingers caressing the water, making sure it wasn't too hot. When you heard Olivia, your gaze turned, and your eyes devoured her as you looked from head to toe. Your gaze was something magical, healing insecurities while allowing Olivia to feel like she was something desirable even when she didn't see it.

"Come in, the water is ready," you reached your hand out guiding her into the tub, watch the subtle flex of her muscles under tan skin and you felt the intoxicating ache at your apex. Olivia’s fingers brushed along the edge of your robe, her eyes intent on yours.

“Can I, take this off?” nodding you still weren’t over the fact she wanted you in this way. A hushed “yes,” escaped your lips. She was gentle, helping you shrug the robe off leaving you bare in front of her. Her eyes raked over you, her fingers following in their wake. Her track starting between your collarbone, the sensitive skin causing your nipples to peak. She noticed, a smirk as her eyes flitted between the skin under her touch and your eyes.

“I’m ok,” you said, leaning over to kiss her head and you felt Olivia relax. You held the hand that settled on your heart and used it to steady yourself as you climbed in, settling between Olivia’s legs. She gasped as your soft skin brushed against her nipples, a reminder this was one of her favorite positions. You were hers to have, to take care of. She hummed happily, pushing your hair to the side, her lips brushing along the sensitive skin of your neck, her other hand, settling on your stomach. Her strong grip pulling you firm against her. Giggles turned into moans as she kissed a particularly ticklish but sensitive spot behind your ear.

“You’re too adorable.” You could hear Olivia smile. “Been thinking of that sound all day.” You rolled your eyes, turning to smile back at her.

“Oh yeah?” you husked against her lips. Olivia held back the urge to kiss that smirk off your face, instead her hand lowering, a trail of goosebumps follows as she cupped your center. For a moment you felt weightless but needed more. Pressing yourself against Olivia’s hand you pleaded silently as you looked in her eyes. Her hand was still though, and you whined. “Please?”

Olivia kissed you, her fingers pressing between your lips and she swallowed your moans. Practiced fingers knew your body, circling your clit painstakingly slow, but enough to have you throbbing against her. You were lost in the sensations, and she watched every raise of your chest, the waves from your smooth ceaseless undulation. She followed your movement, slipping one then two fingers into you, a sob muffled with the crook of her neck.

“Good girl,” she whispered, and you tightened around her fingers at the words. A smile broke across her face, she knew you were close. “Doing so good for me baby.” Your hand flew to the back of her neck, needing more of her, just a bit more. “Are you gonna be good and come for me?” Olivia asked and you nodded, your hips matching her rhythm and you were wrapping impossibly tight around her. Her thumb circled your clit and it was enough to send you into your peak.

“Fuck,” you chuckled, your body now a rush of the happiness that was having Olivia inside you. She kissed the side of your head, an aftershock shaking you as she pulled out. You rolled in the tub, now on your hands and knees, taking her lips with your own. The kiss just a promise this was the beginning. You pulled back, stroking the wet strands of hair behind her ear. “I love you.”

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LAW AND ORDER: SVU ∟ 2.15 Countdown

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flowers and firsts (melissa schemmenti x fem!reader)

summary: being the gracious friend you are, you offer to share your weed with melissa and jacob for a fun friday night at their place. when jacob goes to bed, things get heated between you and your favorite coworker.

warnings: smut (18+), consensual high sex, recreational marijuana use (be responsible), strap-ons, praise kink, vibrators, soft melissa, stoner reader, attempts at comedy (it's a fun fic guys), mario kart 8 GONE SEXUAL

notes: happy 4/20. this wasn't requested, but my OCD is beating the fuck out of me rn and writing it brought me comfort. let me know what you think. much love from your favorite slutty stoner 💚

"i know kids are curious, but eighth grade is a bit early to try weed, right?" jacob bounced his leg anxiously as he raised the question to his friends in the teachers' lounge. one of his students had just been suspended for bringing marijuana to school, and jacob was characteristically worried about the kid.

"i started in tenth grade, but teenagers are growin' up younger and younger these days," melissa responded. barbara raised her eyebrows in shock, and melissa reacted with an amused half-smile. "like trouble over here. when was your first time, hon?"

you tried to ignore the innuendo as melissa invited you into the conversation. you had been hired to teach the third grade a few months ago. you and melissa had a rapport from the first moment you walked into the lounge. every time you were in a room together, you made each other laugh. melissa made you feel at ease in your new workplace, and you felt lucky to have her.

because you both got along so well, ava often paired you up for team-building exercises and combined-class activities. the two of you weren't exactly close friends yet, but you had chemistry. that much was obvious to everyone at abbott.

"tenth grade for me, too," you answered between sips of your morning coffee. "a friend and i did it in the bathroom before art class. good memories."

"what, did you have some kinda fancy vape pen?" melissa cocked an eyebrow at you.

"i wouldn't call it fancy, but yeah, we mostly smoked carts," you explained. "bought 'em from the upperclassmen in the parking lot before school. i'm pretty sure they weren't pure weed, though. we had to be smoking battery acid, or plastic or something."

"god, your generation is weird. smokin' chemicals out of a flash drive," melissa said, gesturing wildly to convey her amazement. "the first time i got high was in detention. my buddy steve would sneak in and bring us cigarettes and blunts. they all looked the same, so we played russian roulette with it. now everybody walks around with those neon devices in their pockets."

"i can't tell if you're being serious or if you're referencing the breakfast club," you giggled, nudging the redhead's shoulder jokingly as you sat down next to her.

"ha ha, very funny, little miss," melissa deadpanned. you had asked her to stop calling you "kid" a few weeks ago. she respected your wishes by coming up with all sorts of endearing synonyms to call you instead. "what about you, jacob? you used to vape—ever experimented with mary jane?"

"or mark john?" you added. melissa snorted and gave you a playful swat on the arm.

"no, actually, i haven't," jacob said, rolling his eyes at your quip. "i didn't have many friends in high school or college, and after that i had to be drug tested regularly for teachers without borders. i never got the chance."

"well, if you ever feel like trying something new, i have plenty to share," you offered. "can't have you over at my place, though; every time i bring guests around, my crazy neighbor thinks they're cia operatives."

everyone in the room except melissa gave you a shocked look. barbara looked especially aghast, her brightly painted lips curled into an 'o' shape.

"damn, i thought janine was the only after-school stoner here. what a pleasant surprise!" ava broke the silence.

"i suppose i would partake given one of those weed pens you mentioned," jacob said to you. "the only thing i've been vaping lately is air, and it gets stale after a while."

"oh no, i haven't used a cart since high school," you clarified. "if you're smoking with me, you're smoking. don't worry, it's easy. just like vaping, but better in every way."

"first of all, no smoke circle is happening under my roof without me." melissa chimed in, looking at you with a silent question in her eyes. you nodded—of course you wanted her there. "and second, where do you even get the weed? if you buy the legal stuff from new york or massachusetts, you're not bringin' it to my house."

"i wouldn't dream of it," you affirmed. "i only smoke authentic philly weed. don't worry about it; i got a guy."

---

that friday night, you showed up on melissa's doorstep wearing a casual t-shirt dress, with a tote bag full of goodies slung over your shoulder. jacob was the one to answer the door.

"hey! come on in, melissa's making pizza," he said cheerfully, a bit jittery with anticipation.

you followed jacob inside and found melissa leaning over the kitchen island, smiling fondly at you. she was wearing sweatpants and a loose-fitting striped shirt, with her hair loose and a bit messy from cooking. she looked radiant and comfortable.

"you know, the pizza will taste better if we smoke before dinner," you proposed.

"bold of you to assume my pizza could taste any better," melissa joked back.

"i'm game," jacob said. "i want the full marijuana experience."

"in that case, help me set up," you said to the history teacher. "i want you to see how everything works."

you laid the contents of your tote bag out on the island countertop: a ziploc baggie full of flower, a little purple grinder, a holographic pink bowl, and a yellow lighter with white flowers on it.

"jacob, this is a grinder," you said, uncapping the grinder and opening the ziploc bag. "we're gonna use it to break up the flower into little pieces."

"oh wow, that is... pungent," jacob remarked. he watched as you ground up the weed, then handed the pink glass bowl to him.

"and this is a bowl, or a pipe if you're lame," you said. "you wanna do the honors?"

jacob grinned and reached into the grinder, bouncing excitedly on his heels. you put a hand on his shoulder to steady him. he filled the bowl, looking to you for approval several times while he did it.

"awesome, we're ready," you said. melissa placed her pizza in the oven and joined the circle.

"let's take it out on the patio," melissa suggested.

she led you and jacob out to the patio, a small ledge overlooking the city with three chairs conveniently set up in a tight circle. it was 7pm and the sun had just begun its descent, casting philadelphia in an orange glow.

the three of you sat down. you held the bowl up to your lips and moved to light it, but melissa snatched the lighter from your hand. she leaned in and held the flame to the bowl, her face inches from yours. you tried to concentrate on the task at hand, rather than her painted lips or her vivid green eyes dancing all over you.

you took a long inhale of the smoke and blew it up toward the sky. melissa plucked the bowl out of your hand and took a hit. she held the smoke in her lungs for an impressive amount of time for someone who didn't smoke regularly. she passed the still-lit bowl to jacob.

as soon as jacob took his hit, you knew it was gonna hurt. he overestimated his own lung capacity, and he didn't even finish blowing the smoke out before he was coughing.

"happens to everybody, pal," melissa patted jacob's back to ease his pain.

"ugh!" jacob sputtered between coughs. "why didn't you guys tell me smoking hurts?"

---

several rotations later, the three of you were high. well, you and melissa were high; jacob was outright fried. not altogether unexpected, but funny as hell.

when melissa's pizza was done, you all resolved to eat outside so you could watch the sunset together.

"this is heavenly, mel," you moaned after a delicious bite of the pizza.

"ha!" jacob exclaimed, and you and melissa turned to him, confused. meeting melissa's gaze, he threw his arms up in the air—like he expected her to understand what he meant by that one noise. "she stole two syllables from your name. you can't just take syllables, y/n. they're not yours."

"since when do you care about private property rights?" you quipped back before turning your attention to melissa. "i'm serious though. this pizza is sooo good. like last-meal-on-death-row good."

"keep talkin' sweet like that, and you can call me whatever you want," melissa replied with a wink, sending a flood of warmth to your face.

"what were we talking about? just now?" jacob chimed in, his eyes wide and darting every which way.

"... i actually don't know," you said with a giggle. you tried to remember, you really did. but you could feel melissa's eyes on you, and you heard her words echoing in your head. and it was hard to focus on anything else.

"short term memory loss! add that to the list of things you guys didn't warn me about," jacob scoffed.

"jacob, eat your damn pizza," melissa cut in. a peaceful smile graced her lips as she stared out at the city skyline, now a twilight blue in the absence of the sun. "i've missed this feeling, everythin' all fuzzy and light. how are you holding up, lovebug?"

your heart fluttered at the endearing name. melissa, it seemed, wore her heart on her sleeve when she was high—judging by the adoring way she gazed at you while she awaited your response. maybe the weed was messing with your head, but you swore she'd never looked so beautiful.

her eyes lacked any trace of the fire you were used to seeing (though they were quite red). for once, she wasn't on guard. her plump lips curled around her wine glass as she took a sip of merlot, vocalizing her sensual appreciation with a hum.

her long auburn hair was tucked behind her ears, resting on her shoulders in loose waves instead of her preferred meticulous curls. you wanted to run your fingers through her locks, feel their softness and smell her shampoo.

entranced by the redhead, you forgot she had asked you a question. melissa tapped your knee in reminder.

"i feel perfect," was your soft reply. you were beaming brightly before the sentence even finished. rather than sitting in a chair, you felt like you were floating on a cloud. the colors of melissa's patio and the sky blended together in a beautiful, swirling mosaic. the sounds of the city were clear and pleasant as philly wound down for the night. "i'm so happy."

"glad to hear it, sunshine. but i'm pretty sure jacob is asleep," melissa chuckled and patted the man's shoulder. he didn't stir, remaining slumped and conked out in his chair. "he's been losin' sleep over the kid who got suspended. bending over backwards trying to keep 'em on track."

"oh gosh," you said sympathetically before patting jacob a bit more firmly than melissa had. "jacob, hey. c'mon, it's time for bed. get up, go get cozy."

your words were slurred and hushed, but they seemed to pierce the veil of jacob's slumber as he awoke with a start.

melissa stood behind jacob's chair, gently rocking it back and forth to bring him back to the conscious world.

"can't go to bed, we just started," jacob grumbled, but his eyes were still closed. he was dangerously close to falling asleep again.

"from the looks of it, you're either gonna spend the night sleepin' in this chair or in your bed, so get up," melissa said resolutely.

"yeah, and besides, there's always next time," you assured jacob as he stretched and groaned his way into an upright position. you made eye contact with melissa, and this time you winked.

---

after helping jacob into bed (his motor skills really deteriorated when he got high) and smoking another bowl together, you and melissa were ready to continue your night.

"alright, sweetheart, it's down to you and me," melissa said, sitting down next to you on the couch. "what do you wanna do?" you pondered the question, looking around the room for inspiration.

"oh my god, you have a nintendo switch?" you asked excitedly, gesturing to the black tablet plugged in next to the cable box.

"that's jacob's. he showed me one of the games on there—animal crossing, i think it was. i don't get it. why play a game if you can't win?"

"alright, i know what we have to do now," you said, walking over to jacob's game cabinet and pulling out mario kart 8. holding the case up for melissa to see, you grinned. "four races. whoever wins gets whatever she wants from the other."

you were distantly aware of the implications, but you were too high to reconsider what you'd proposed.

you figured melissa would want something from your thoroughly decorated classroom if she won. if you won, you'd ask her to make you a custom pizza.

"you have no idea what you just started, hon," melissa said with a confident smirk.

"may the best woman win."

---

how the hell was she so good at everything?

melissa had needed some time to warm up to the switch controls, complaining about how the little red rectangle was too small to hold comfortably. but she was a quick learner with skilled fingers, and soon she was absolutely demolishing you.

it also didn't help that your coordination escaped you when you were high. you had driven off of too many ledges to count.

"two wins in a row for luigi," melissa bragged as she crossed the finish line of the third race. "hope you're ready to give me whatever i want, princess. don't think i forgot about our bet."

"daisy won the first race," you pointed out calmly. "i can still bring it back. but you know what this last race has to be?"

"what?"

"rainbow road. it's the perfect final showdown course," you explained, navigating to the course with your controller.

"get ready to be mine for a night," melissa said lowly. god, you knew she was talking about the bet, but she knew damn well what she was doing. by this point your panties were almost uncomfortably wet.

you leaned into her unconsciously as the race countdown began. you both held your controllers tight, almost shoulder to shoulder.

3...

2... (you push down the gas pedal button)

1...

GO!!!

daisy took off with a boost of speed thanks to your timing. luigi had a false start as his engine blew out. you cheered, and melissa cursed.

"how the fuck do you do that?" she asked, exasperated.

"play the game!" you demanded without looking away from the screen.

the competition was intense. you and melissa weaved around curves, nearly fell off the road, passed and bumped each other. neither one of you spoke until lap 3.

coming up on one of the last turns of the last lap, your hands jerked and you swerved. reacting on instinct, you bent your arms dramatically in the other direction to overcorrect.

melissa's arm bumped into yours, sending your controller flying out of your hands.

"hey!" you said, thinking she was cheating.

"hey yourself," she said, her eyes still fixed on the screen.

if she was gonna play dirty, so were you. you thrust your arm forward to grab her controller. but she saw you coming from a mile away. effortlessly, she shifted the controller into her left hand alone and held it up and out of your reach.

desperately competitive (and stupid high), you launched yourself toward the controller. you'd stop at nothing to get even. before you could snatch it out of her grasp, though, your balance faltered. you fell out of your position and started to fall backwards off the couch.

melissa dropped the controller and wrapped her arms around you, pulling you back up before you could hurt yourself. there was only one problem with this heroic act.

you were in her lap now.

her hands remained clasped at the small of your back, and your balance shifted forward. you put your arms out for stability, and wrapped them around her neck.

"careful, don't hurt your pretty head," melissa cooed. the two of you stared at each other for a moment. she surged forward and pressed her lips to yours.

if sitting outside with her felt like floating, kissing her and feeling her body against yours felt like riding the ocean waves. but unlike the atlantic, she was warm. you relaxed into her warmth as her tongue licked into your mouth.

you felt her tongue everywhere. in response to her, you gave a few tentative kitten licks. she moaned, she moaned, and pulled back before giving you one last kiss on the lips.

she stared at you with heated eyes for a while before switching her focus to the tv.

"look, baby," she said smugly while gesturing to the tv screen, where luigi was driving victory laps after placing first on rainbow road. "i won. you remember what that means?"

it was a fair question, considering how many conversations you forgot happened tonight. still, you nodded shyly and bit your lip.

"smart girl," melissa praised. "can you guess what i want from you?"

you shook your head no with a frown. melissa beamed and kissed you on the forehead. then she leaned in to whisper in your ear.

"i wanna touch you everywhere. i wanna hear your pretty voice moan my name and see your face scrunch up when you come. i want you to feel me all over you, and i want you to spend the rest of your life craving that feeling," melissa said her piece all at once, as if revealing a long-buried secret to you and herself.

you swallowed.

"would you let me do that?"

you nodded, pressing your forehead against hers.

"i need to hear you say it," she said softly, so softly you almost missed it.

"i want you, melissa. i have since the day we met."

that was all the confirmation melissa needed to attack your face and neck with kisses.

"sorry, let me just," melissa said as she pulled away abruptly and reached for the tv remote. she changed it to cable mode and navigated to the jazz music channel. "there we go, perfect."

"you're ridiculous," you giggled upon seeing melissa's proud face.

"honey," she leaned in to nip at your ear before whispering, "watch your mouth. you wanna be on my good side tonight, trust me."

you shuddered and wiggled in her lap, aching for her touch. a slow grin spread across her face and her hands found your legs, running up your thighs and lightly dragging her nails along your skin. they soon made their way up your waist to your breasts, cupping and squeezing them. melissa even took two fingernails and circled your nipples teasingly, to which you squeaked.

"do you know how many times i thought about havin' you like this?" melissa whispered. her voice was sweet like molasses and flowed right through you. you could feel your nipples tingling where her fingers had been, swimming in a bubble of desire. "in my lap, all whiny and squirmy."

she pinched your nipple and you keened. you held your breath as her hands once again traveled to your thighs, making a beeline for your core.

"and now i got my angel in my arms," she said, gently spreading your legs for better access. you sucked in a breath and trembled when her palm caressed you through your panties. "but i gotta say, even in my imagination you were never this wet for me."

she punctuated the sentence by pressing her pointer finger on your clit through the fabric, drawing tiny circles. you gasped and hid your face in her neck. the high made every touch feel like it rippled through your whole body. the world felt like it had been knocked off its axis, and melissa was your new center of gravity.

"aw, don't be embarrassed, babygirl. it's cute you're so sensitive," melissa soothed, easing you out of the crook of her neck to face her again. she trailed her fingers down to swirl around your wetness under your panties. "let me take care of you, yeah?"

---

a few minutes later, you were spread out on melissa's bed, naked save for your (now useless) panties. she'd practically carried you to her room as you were baked and horny and unable to walk straight.

in spite of your writhing and needy whines, the redhead took her time to savor you. she kissed every inch of your torso before she even considered taking your panties off, mumbling sweet nothings between love bites.

when she finally pulled away to admire her work, the view did not disappoint. you were panting and covered in melissa's marks, and god, you were her favorite piece of art ever created. all hers.

"alright, sweet girl, i know," she cooed as you continued to plead for her touch with your best pout and puppy eyes. unable to resist you, melissa hooked two fingers in the waistband of your panties. "i'm gonna slip these off ya, okay? there, down they go."

melissa discreetly tucked the saturated material into her pocket. not as a trophy or proof of her conquest; rather, a token from the first of many magical nights with her girl. she would treasure it.

she wasted no time getting situated between your legs so she was face-to-face with your pussy. she inhaled deeply, basking in the heady aroma of your arousal. you overwhelmed her senses. everything she saw, everything she smelled, everything she felt, everything she thought—it was all one big, bottomless pool of you. and there was only one sense left for you to conquer.

the first drag of her tongue up your slit set you ablaze, flames licking from your core all the way to your extremities and your head. she let out a small noise of appreciation, and you felt it more than you heard it.

"you taste like fuckin' heaven," melissa rumbled between determined licks through your folds. her comment reminded you of the pizza, and you found yourself amused at how much things had changed in just a few hours.

"last-meal-on-death-row good?" you joked, and melissa seized the moment of levity to latch onto your clit. you cried out before remembering jacob was sleeping in the next room. you clapped a hand over your mouth.

"mhmmmmm," she moaned in agreement, and the vibrations on your bundle felt incredible. "but if you're still crackin' jokes, i'm not doin' my job."

with that, she shut you up completely. her tongue poked at your clit between harsh sucks. your back arched and melissa changed her strategy, prodding at your entrance with her tongue while her fingers took over on your clit. when her tongue penetrated you, you bit down on your hand to keep from screaming.

"i said i wanna hear you, remember?" melissa pulled out to chastise you.

"but jacob—" you managed.

"is passed out. he's dead to the world. now sing for me, angel," melissa's tongue dove back into your weeping cunt and lapped at your walls. you wailed her name.

"oh, mel, right—ahhh—there!" you mewled as her tongue teased your most sensitive spot. now that she'd located her target, melissa changed her play once again. two fingers replaced her tongue and crooked into your g-spot while her mouth returned to your clit. "close..."

melissa nodded her permission, her mouth busy with your button. with another hard roll of your clit between her lips and drive of her fingers into your sweet spot, you fell apart. you moaned and cried unbidden as she worked you through your orgasm, which felt twice as powerful thanks to the intoxication factor. your body shook in the grip of seemingly endless waves of heat.

your climax eventually died down and you squirmed away from melissa's touch. your mouth opened in dismay when instead of staying by your side, she stood up and disappeared into her closet.

after a short while, the older woman reappeared by your side. she was now nude and sporting a long, girthy strap-on. she placed a few other items on the nightstand, but you couldn't tear your eyes away from the thick faux cock. unless it was to look at her gorgeous tits, which swung with her every move. she was a goddess.

"okay, sweets, i'm gonna spell this out nice and slow because i know your brain is a little messy right now," she said as she crawled on top of you. "i'm gonna fuck you with my strap. and i know it's so big, but i have this to help you take it."

melissa reached over to the nightstand and retrieved a green mini wand vibrator. her intentions were clear, and you gulped. the redhead peppered kisses all over your face in reassurance.

"now relax, little love. let me in," melissa instructed as the wand buzzed to life. she smeared your wetness around your clit with her fingers, then pulled back its hood to position the vibrator tightly against your nub. even the lowest setting was a shock at such a direct angle.

while you were distracted trying to adjust to the clitoral stimulation, melissa aligned the tip of the dildo with your entrance and pushed in. you both groaned, and you felt yourself stretch around the toy. melissa turned up the vibrations on your clit as she progressed to being fully seated inside you.

"that's a good girl, so brave," melissa cooed. you thrashed underneath her, the sensations overstimulating you. the pain of the intrusion staved off a powerful orgasm from the wand vibrator.

again, you wondered if the drugs were messing with your mind—the dildo felt indistinguishable from a part of mel's body, and you were full to the brim of her.

as she began to rock her hips back and forth, you saw her bite her lip. you assumed that the strap had some kind of clit attachment for her based on the telltale signs of pleasure.

melissa built up a steady rhythm and drank in your pathetic sounds of pleasure. her tits swung in your face with every thrust, and you made a mental note to give them proper attention next time. with another tactical increase to the wand's speed, you felt yourself approaching the edge once more.

"you gettin' close? yeah, i can tell. feels too good to hide it, huh bunny?" that was a new one. you clenched at her words and she set the wand to its maximum power, rubbing it up and down on your clit. your vision went white and you spun out of reality as you came. "that's my girl. good little princess, coming so hard for me."

with a few more thrusts, melissa also came to a release. she shuddered and shimmied her hips at random while she rode it out. as soon as she recovered, she turned off the green wand and relieved you. next, she eased herself out of and off of you.

with a chaste peck to your lips, she sat upright and reached for the nightstand. she smiled at your fucked-out expression as she laid out the pajamas she'd picked out for you.

you watched in awe as she took off the strap and put on her own sleep clothes. her red hair was wild from the night's activities and glowed like a warm hearth against the white backdrop of her walls.

in your state, you wanted nothing more than to cuddle up with melissa and fall asleep. but she insisted that you get ready for bed so that you'd be comfortable through the night. she guided you into the bathroom and gave you a new toothbrush to use.

returning to the bedroom, you found a silky green nightgown with flowers on it waiting on the bed for you. given your exhausted and intoxicated state, melissa had to help you into it. neither of you minded. as a reward for your cooperation, she gave you a kiss.

the two of you snuggled into bed, tucked in together with you curled up against her chest. the tides of slumber lapped at your feet.

"g'night, lovebug," melissa whispered as you drifted off. "sleep well. see you in the morning."

and tomorrow would be the first of a lifetime of tomorrows waking up in her arms.

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Okay, I'm backkkk. Can I pretty please have a play on "Stop the world I wanna get off with you" where reader is usually shy and one day while she's not at work (she also teaches at Abbott) gains the courage to send Mel nudes. The only problem is that this happens to be during school hours and Mel accidentally opens it in the lunch room while sitting with the gang (Ava included) not expecting it and Ava ends up seeing it (not much of it though and everyone else is confused) and when Mel gets home they pretty much fuck like crazy and Mel uses the strap but Ava also calls reader after and teases her leaving her mortified.

Sticky (nsfw)

Pairing: Melissa Schemmenti x reader

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, smut, mommy kink, strap on use, praise kink, overstimulation, orgasm delay

Notes: kinda a continuation of STWIWGOWY but can be read alone

The first thing you do once you get home from the airport is strip and take a long, hot shower. By home you mean Melissa’s place. After being gone for so long all you wanted to do was surround yourself with all things Melissa. It surprised you that on your drive from the airport you turned towards the South side instead of your own apartment, but there’s nothing you want more than her.

The second thing you do is call your girlfriend and let her know you made it safely. You plop your naked body down in the middle of her bed and dial the familiar number.

She answers on the second ring. “Hey sweetheart, flight go okay?” You sigh contentedly. Her voice is sweet and soothing—you’ve missed hearing it in person the past few days. You curse your sister for having her baby now instead of on a break of some sort when Melissa could have come home with you. But not really, your nephew is really very cute.

Everything had been stressful and you barely got time to relax let alone call Melissa. “Yeah, I just got home. Wanted to let you know I made it safely.”

“Good. I’ve missed you,” she husks and it sends a shiver down your spine. There’s something about the way her voice gets deep and gravely that instantly puts you in the mood.

You briefly remove your phone from your ear to check the time. There’s still a few hours before she will be home to officially welcome you back. You turn the speakerphone on and lay it down on the bed beside your head. There’s no harm in blowing off a little steam and relaxing before she gets home, right?

You trail your hands down your body to tease yourself, touching lightly. “I missed you too. I can’t wait for you to get home.” At the first touch of your clit, a small whisper escapes your mouth.

Melissa doesn’t seem to notice, not skipping a beat. “Well it’s almost lunch time so not too long, hon.” You imagine her hand is the one touching you, spreading your folds and playing in your wetness. “I’ve got some leftovers in the fridge for you if you get hungry.” You smile softly at the assumption you’d gone to her place. Sometimes she knows you better than you know yourself.

She always takes such good care of you. Melissa is so good to you, making her that much hotter to you. You moan, increasing the pressure on your clit.

Melissa must catch on as she chuckles darkly. “Does that feel good, baby?” She asks in her bedroom voice. Your panting breaths and little whimpers flow deliciously through the speaker of her phone.

Groaning, you use one of your hands to cup a breast and apply pressure. “Yes mommy.” One of your fingers dips inside of you and you thrust into yourself.

“You sound so wet,” her voice becomes strained. “I miss you and all your cute little sounds.” You didn’t think she would be able to hear you, but knowing she can makes you even wetter.

There’s a muffled noise and a curse from the other line. “Shit. I gotta go, it’s lunch time. I love you,” Melissa rushes out before she ends the call. You’re somewhat disappointed that she can’t talk you through fucking yourself, but you knew she was at work when you called.

You lay on the bed unmoving for a moment, replaying the conversation in your head. Melissa was affected by your actions and you know it. Nudes are something she has expressed interest in before, but you’ve never had the courage to send her any. The way she adores you and the need you have for her after a few days has you deciding it might be a good idea.

Twisting your body into what you know is Melissa’s favorite position to have you in, you snap a picture. For good measure, you take a short video and send them both with a tap of the phone screen and wait for a reply.

From the table of the breakroom, Melissa’s phone vibrates. She lifts it and unlocks the screen after seeing the message is from you. She clicks on the video, lowering her glasses from the top of her head into the correct position. Melissa gasps, her jaw dropping at the view in front of her.

You’re face down on her bed, ass in the air while you slide your fingers out of your hole to show the camera how wet you are. Her mouth goes dry.

“Goddamn Schemmenti, you got lucky.” Ava startles her and she drops her phone into her lap. Melissa’s head whips around to see Ava leaning against the counter behind her, stirring her coffee with a smirk.

Green eyes search the room to ensure no one else is listening. “You saw that?” She crosses her arms at the thought of anyone else seeing you in such a compromising position, even if it’s your best friend and it was an accident.

Ava grins, adding more sugar to her cup. “Yeah, now let me see the rest of it,” she makes grabby hands towards Melissa’s phone. The redhead curiously picks her phone back up to see Ava was right—there’s a picture too. She clicks on it before remembering the principal is still there and glares back at her until the other woman throws her hands up in surrender and walks away.

After letting herself soak in the image of you wet and waiting for her in her bed, her thumbs move across the screen to type out a reply.

Be a good girl for me and keep yourself wet like that until I get home. I want you dripping and begging for me to touch you. And don’t you dare cum.

You do as you’re told, just wanting to follow Melissa’s commands so you can be praised for it later. You want her to tell you how good you’ve been for her and how much she loves you. She’s going to care for you so well. You want to be as good for her as she is to you. Thoughts jumble up and swirl in your mind after hours of touching yourself.

Your hips jerk and your breaths come out heavily while you edge yourself to thoughts of what Melissa might do to you once she gets home and sees you writhing for her on her bed. All you want is for her to lay completely on top of you and be buried inside your sticky cunt.

Her smell surrounds you, her scent in her sheets and her pillows and you after you borrowed her soap in the shower earlier. Your only thoughts are of Melissa, crying out her name as you slow your fingers after getting close again.

Melissa laughs from the doorway. You hadn’t heard her arrive home and her sudden presence startles you, your face heating up after realizing the position your girlfriend has caught you in. “You’re so cute when you’re all blushy like that,” she smirks, making her way to the bed to bend down and kiss you. You let yourself get lost in it, happy to finally have her near you.

She pulls away but you lean forward, trying to follow her lips that you’ve missed so much, whimpering when she steps too far away to unbuckle her belt. “I haven’t even touched you yet, why are you falling apart so easily?” Melissa teases, stripping her clothes off.

The gorgeous woman struts back towards the bed and you grab for her, but she avoids your reach. You huff, needing her touch so badly you don’t want to wait another second. She opens the drawer of the nightstand, pulling out the strap to attach to her body. “What, you don’t want this?” She cocks an eyebrow.

Melissa chuckles at your stricken expression, moving to kneel on the bed. You’ve missed looking at her like this. Her hips and her tummy and ugh. All of her. She’s so beautiful and sexy, she’ll never know the full extent of how much you want her. The throbbing between your legs becomes more insistent, demanding that something be done about it.

Thankfully, Melissa kisses you again, letting her lips tell you how much she’s missed you. The kiss is deep and slow, her tongue stroking yours and it leaves you breathless. One of her hands loosely holds your chin, keeping your face close to hers, while the other pinches a nipple and grabs your breasts hard enough to bruise. A particularly hard squeeze makes you buck your hips, trying to find any relief for the pressure you’re feeling.

She sits back up. “I love you,” she reminds you and uses her hands to help you flip over onto your stomach. “That’s it,” she guides your hips up to put you back in the position you were in for the picture you sent her—head down ass up. “I need you so badly,” she coos. Your knees already feel weak, your legs like jelly after touching yourself for so long.

Melissa presses up against you from behind, her stomach right against your ass. She reaches down to hold the strap while she slowly pumps her hips, stroking the toy up and down between your folds. The movement creates a wet, dirty noise from your dripping juices. Melissa groans. “You’re so wet sweetheart. Is it all for me?” She doesn’t wait for a response to shove the tip of her cock inside your tight little opening.

You let out a moan and try moving backwards to take more of her inside you, but strong hands grip your hips to keep you in place. “Stay still,” she smacks an asscheek in warning, “or I’ll make you cockwarm me all night instead of being as generous as I was planning on tonight.”

It’s difficult, but you do what you’re told and force your body to stay perfectly still. You whine, waiting for her to finally fill you up, but all it earns you is a chuckle. “What, you want more, love? You want mommy inside? To fill you up with this cock and make you feel so full?” She smacks your ass again. “Are you gonna take it like the good girl I know you are? So good just for me.”

You nod eagerly, hoping your enthusiasm will encourage her to just fuck you already. It’s been so long since she’s had you and the teasing has gone on long enough. “Yes, mommy, I’ll be good and take it. Please,” you whine.

Melissa takes pity on you, grasping your hips while she enters you inch by inch. She goes slowly, mindful not to hurt you after a week without sex. The toy feels so much bigger in you now, stretching you out again. “That’s it, sweetheart, just like that.” She runs her hand soothingly up and down your back, giving you a slight break from the intrusion. “Can you feel it, baby? Can you feel me shoving my dick deep inside your needy cunt?”

You throw an arm back, needing more connection to your girlfriend. She feels so good and you need her to anchor you. Melissa grabs your arm and uses it for leverage, pushing deeper inside you. “God, sweetheart, you’re such a good girl for me, huh? You’re gonna take all of it? You wanna be so full of me?”

The whines and whimpers you make for her encourage her to thrust farther into you. “I’ll give it to you, sweetheart, I’ll take such good care of my good little girl.” Without warning, she slams her hips into yours, giving you what you want and filling you all the way.

You make choked moans and gasps while the wet slaps of skin fill the room, noises of your fucking echoing against the walls. Melissa doesn’t wait long to increase her thrusts to a quicker pace. It’s exactly what you wanted to happen when you sent her those messages earlier.

She holds your head down to the bed. “Are you my good girl? Are you my good fucking girl?” A string of curses slip past your lips. It feels like Melissa is touching you everywhere, your skin tingling with want. Her dirty talk and the way she hits all the right places inside you makes all the edging worth it. “You gonna cum for me, hmm?” She pumps her hips into you particularly deep.

Her hand drops yours, instead stroking your stomach and traveling down to find your clit. You cry out, incredibly close. Your legs wobble even more, shaking under the weight of you. “Fuck, that’s it. Right there? You gonna cum for me just like this?” Melissa grunts from the exertion of fucking you so well. You’re not sure you remember to breathe, the pleasure getting to be too much for you to handle. “C’mon baby, that’s it. Gooood giiiirl,” she drags out the pet name just how you like, rubbing your bundle of nerves harder.

You cum so hard, your whole body becomes taut and shakes. Melissa doesn’t slow down, prolonging your orgasm for as long as she can until you’re spent. You slump into the bed, sweaty and exhausted, your voice hoarse from screaming out your release.

Melissa gently lowers her body next to yours and pulls the strap out of you slowly. You hear the thud of it hitting the bedroom floor before your girlfriend guides you into flipping onto your back. She runs her hands along your arms and your legs, calming you for a few moments. Her hands gradually move closer to your inner thighs and across all the sticky wetness there.

She softly toys with your clit while she lowers her mouth to one of your nipples, sucking and licking. Your body is weak but you jerk your hips away from her. You’re still sensitive and not ready to be touched again, but you don’t have the voice to vocalize the thought.

Melissa holds one of your hips down and crawls backwards to come face to face with your swollen pussy. She removes her finger from where it strokes you and replaces it with her tongue. Her movements are so light you barely register them. Gradually, her licks get stronger and faster, working you back up. Your hips start to move with her, searching for more. She enters your swollen cunt with a single finger, curling it up to rub that soft, spongy spot inside of you.

Melissa adds more pressure with her mouth and her hand, and your body starts shaking once again. The pleasure becomes too much. Tears spill from your eyes while you weakly attempt to push her head away. You sigh in relief when she pulls her mouth from you, using her unoccupied hand to wipe the remnants of tears from your face. “Aww is my little baby crying?” She asks condescendingly, the way she knows makes you desperate for her touch, punctuating it with another curl of her finger. “There, there, that feels good doesn’t it?” She coos, bending her head back down to use her tongue again.

Your thoughts are empty besides the feeling of Melissa touching you and loving you. If she wants to have you again, you’ll let her have her fill. It makes you feel loved and wanted.

She guides you back into releasing again, a wave of pleasure washing over you again. Taking mercy on you, the woman kisses her way back up to your face and cuddles you to her chest instead of trying to pull another orgasm from you. “I love you,” she breathes.

You nuzzle your face into the crook of her neck and mumble back, “I love you too, Mel,” before falling asleep in her arms.

The ringing of your phone wakes you from your nap. You stretch to grab the device from the nightstand and answer it without checking to see who it is. “Hello?” You ask groggily.

Ava’s laugh tells you who it is before she even speaks. “Are you two done yet? And can I have one of those videos?” You blink in confusion. How does she even know about that? There’s a smacking noise and an indignant huff on the other line. “Nevermind, Janine said no,” she sighs.

You roll your eyes, forgetting she can’t see you. “Did you connect your phone to my iCloud again? You have to stop doing that Ava.” Why your best friend thinks it’s a good idea to link your camera rolls, you’ll never know.

“No, Melissa showed me in the lunch room. I didn’t know you were such a freak. And at school! Kinky,” she teases.

You shoot a look at the redhead who shakes her head indignantly. “She peeked!” Melissa accuses. Knowing how heated the arguments between those two can be, you hang up the phone and toss it back into the nightstand.

It’s your turn anyway. You’ll deal with Ava later.

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