# TO MY BED
pairing: paige bueckers x wnba rook!reader (but it's only mentioned like twice)
word count: 2055
warnings: smut aka fingering and p eating and almost not rlly public sex (they're on live idk if that counts) lol!
summary: you can't help yourself when paige is sitting on your couch look sexy as ever.
from lani: nearly collapsed when i saw the pics from tds live so heres this short smut bc @bueckersstrap gave me the idea 🤭 also chose this song bc it was on paiges freaky playlist so i just had to.
“PAIGE, I’M HOME!” you announced as you dropped your keys onto the kitchen counter of your new york city apartment. you had just got back from practice with your new team, the new york liberty, and you were desperate for some quality time with your girlfriend.
“hey, y/n, i’m on live!” you hear from the living room. as you turn the corner you see paige sitting on the couch with her phone tilted against the glass vase on your coffee table.
normally she would’ve greeted you with kisses and eager hands but with thousands of people watching her every move, she had to control herself.
it was also an unspoken rule that if either of you were on live you would announce it when someone walks in the room so they would watch themselves. it’s safe to say that there have been many…incidents…on live that may or may not have almost exposed your relationship.
nodding to her, you go into your shared bedroom to change out of your practice clothes and into some house clothes. you were fairly warm from the workout, so you decided to put on a simple shirt and shorts before making your back out to where paige was seated.
“yo, you said y/n is there? lemme say hi!” you hear kk, your former teammate, say from paige’s phone speakers.
“kk wants to talk to you,” she says, handing you the phone once you sat down on the armchair across from the couch.
“hey kk! how you been girly pop?” you smile with a wave.
“i been doin’ real good, how ‘bout you? i know you been living it up there in new york with your new team,” she jokes with the last comment, playfully side-eyeing you through the screen.
“you can just say you’re jealous, it’s okay,” you add.
“and what if i am? you look better in blue and white anyway, not no seafoam green and black likeee.”
“man shut up, kk,” you laugh, giving the phone back to paige who has been quietly giggling at the interaction.
“you being a menace again, kk? this is what happens when y/n leaves, huh, you start actin’ up?” paige teases.
“who you callin’ a menace? you can’t talk with the way you jumpscared the entire internet with those cruise braids,” kk snickers.
“bro it wasn’t even my fault!” she defends. she begins to talk about how a lady offered to do her hair and ended up doing her dirty.
for the first time since you got home, you are able to fully take in her appearance. she no longer has the full braids from the cruise, but rather a couple side braids on either side of her head, the rest of her hair in a simple ponytail.
she was wearing a white nike sports bra paired with white and black basketball shorts. there was a fluffy blanket draped over her shoulders - one that she had bought for the both of you when you first bought the apartment.
you subconsciously bite your lip as you continue to scan her body. the wide spread of her legs as she gets comfortable, the flex of her arms and abs whenever she adjusts the blanket, the way her tongue occasionally darts out between her lips as she talks. god, she looked sexy.
this girl could literally be doing the most normal, domestic thing but you would still feel the urge to rip her clothes off, similarly to how you feel right now. you clench your thighs together at the thought, wanting nothing more than to take her right there on the couch.
meanwhile, while you were completely zoned out, paige ended her story and looked up at you. with her own lip between her teeth, her eyes darken slightly when she notices you checking her out. she clears her throat to get your attention, making your eyes shoot to hers.
with a slight movement of her head, she wordlessly motions you to come sit next to her. you oblige, of course, the desire to be close to her too strong to resist. the sun has started to set outside your apartment windows, creating a warm, influential atmosphere in the room.
“you okay?” she whispers seductively as kk and kayla argue about something on her phone.
“mhm,” you nod, eyes trained on her pink lips. she smirks at your quiet state and decides to tease you even more.
she goes back to talking with the two girls on live, but sheds the blanket covering her to fully lean back against the couch cushions. her entire body is now on display. shit.
her muscles are defined as she crosses her arms and the smooth skin of her thighs is exposed as her shorts ride up from her adjustments. she knows exactly what she’s doing.
your lips part at the sight. you were currently out of the frame, but if you weren’t, thousands of people would see how down bad you are for her (as if they’ve never seen it before).
you get up from your seat next to paige to grab a drink from the kitchen in an attempt to compose yourself. as you take a deep breath and sip your sparkling water,
you look up to see paige’s hungry eyes on yours, a teasing smirk on her face. she returned to a sat-up position, blanket draped over her legs. you shake your head in pretend annoyance, not wanting to give into her just yet.
with a plan set in your head, you make your way back to the couch and set your drink on the table. however, when you retract your arm and “accidentally” knock the camera over, you set it back up so that only the top half of paige was visible, not her bottom half.
“sorry, y’all,” paige says, “my blanket accidentally hit the phone,” she lies as she eyes you suspiciously, your actions not going unnoticed.
you simply smirk at her and kneel to the floor in front of her. quietly, you remove the blanket from her lap and begin to rub her things with your hands. her skin was cold to the touch but beneath that, she was burning up from the tension. slightly panicked, she widens her eyes for a split second before raising an eyebrow at you.
you look up at her as you start placing delicate kisses on her skin, making your way closer to her heat. your fingers find their way up to the waistband of her shorts and tug, silently asking for approval. she nods while one of her hands sneakily drifts to move some of your hair out of your face.
slowly, you pull her shorts down along with her boxers revealing her wet cunt. the sight of her already aroused by your touch turns you on even more.
you revert your attention back to the paige’s face. she is nodding absentmindedly along to what kk and kayla are talking about, her expression straight yet flushed from your actions.
finally, you slide two fingers into her with ease from her slick. she bites down on her lip harder to prevent herself from making any noise as you pump your fingers in and out of her at a relentless pace. you lick your own lips as you continue to observe her vulnerability because fuck she looks hot.
you continue to pound her pussy, occasionally curling your fingers in a “come here” type of motion. once you notice that she is getting more squirmish and shifting her hips to buck up against your fingers, you lower your head to lick at her clit. she puts her fist up to her mouth at this, eyebrows slightly furrowed. you can tell she’s trying so hard to have some decorum, but you were not making it easy.
as your tongue laps at her clit and your fingers ram her entrance, paige can feel herself nearing her release. her stomach is tense as her abs flex. the bright pink tint on her cheeks reflects how the rest of her body feels. she’s still covering her mouth when kayla decides to ask her if she’s okay, noticing her sudden silence.
“what?” she says, snapping out of her daze, “no, yeah, i’m good over here. just really focused on y’all’s conversation. what were you saying about that game from last year?”
you laugh into her cunt at her shaky cover up. the vibrations force a hushed “fuck” out of her, eyes widening at her slip.
“what was that, paige?” kk asks suspiciously.
“oh, nothin’ i just…stubbed my toe on the..table leg,” she sounds out of breath as she continues to lie, and she’s thankful for the overall poor quality of the livestream because everyone would be able to see small beads of sweat form on her forehead and her chest start to heave otherwise.
your fingers push against the special spot in paige’s pussy, making one of her hands fly down to your head, encouraging you to continue. you oblige and abuse that same spot, hitting it over and over in attempt to get her over the edge.
you raise your lips from her cunt so you can get a good look at her face when she comes. she senses the knot in her stomach tighten, and with a few more pumps of your long fingers, it snaps.
she lets out a long, shaky breath as she releases all over your fingers and the couch. even after this, you slowly keep pushing your fingers in and out of her as she comes down from the high.
when you remove your fingers and place a delicate kiss on her thigh, the tensity she didn’t even know she had in her shoulders is gone as she tries to catch her breath as discreetly as possible.
kayla is still caught up in sharing one of her stories from one of her classes, but kk has paid close attention to paige’s behavior and noticed the abnormality of it.
there is a confused look on her face until she realizes that you were still in the room with paige, and awfully quiet might she add, when you were typically very chatty and bubbly. her jaw drops as she quickly sits up and begins to laugh.
“okay so boom i think we gotta end the live now y’all!” she says hurriedly, still laughing.
“wait what?” kayla questions.
“i think paige has to meet up with someone in a bit, right paige?”
now paige’s face is scrunched up in confusion. it’s not until kk raises her eyebrows knowingly that she understands what she means.
“ohhh, yeah you know what i totally forgot i had somethin' tonight,” she plays along, “but i’ll text you guys soon?”
“nah it’s all good,” kk continues tease, “ion expect to hear from you for a while…or y/n.”
“i’m so confused. what is happening?” kayla sighs.
“paige is just a real busy girl, i guess,” you hear kk say.
you laugh at kayla’s confusion and kk’s antics. kk’s ears practically perk up at the sound.
“alright bye y/n, bye paige, bye kayla, hope y’all have fun doing…whatever…” she smirks through the phone.
“bye y’all,” paige responds.
“okay…bye…i guess?”
and with that, the live has ended and you are suddenly thrown against the couch cushions. paige is now on top of you, trapping your body from moving.
you can tell from the way she pins you down that she couldn't wait to take you to your bed, the need for you too strong at the moment.
“you must think you’re so funny, huh?” her voice is low and enticing as she begins to rip your clothes off of you, lips attacking your skin, “almost got us caught. again.”
“couldn’t help myself,” you whisper, “looked so sexy just sitting there.”
“yeah? well since you wanna act like a slut in front of our friends then i’ll treat you like one. is that what you wanted?”
“maybe.”
“fuck, y/n, you’re gonna make me lose my mind one day,” she basically moans into your neck as she grinds her hips down onto yours.
you’re both oblivious to the text message that dings on paige’s phone, both too caught up in each other’s embrace to put your attention on anything else.
kamorea pop: y’all are so damn nasty.
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PICK UP THE PHONE
paige bueckers x reader
WARNINGS : smut w no plot , language , dk if it counts as semi-public sex
SYNOPSIS : paige eats you out while i get an unexpected call
“oh fuck!” you cried out, paige moved her tongue from your clit down to your entrance, teasing you as her wet tongue dipped in and out.
“you like that?” she asked in a slight whine, all you could do was whine out as her both her hands were pre occupied with rubbing ur clit and pushing slighting on your lower stomach. she slows when you don’t answer, “use your words.”
“i-i, oh fuck, shit, yes- yes i fucking like it” right as the words left your mouth a blaring ringtone along with a bright screen fills the dimly lit room, paige doesn’t stop. “paige, i- i have to answer it”trying to musk up all your strength looking at the phone that read your ‘azzi’.
“so fucking answer it?” paige growls, she slightly slows her movements, her hand is swept away from your stomach. “i won’t be able to, feels s’gooddd” you whine. the phone rings twice more before paige answers it in annoyance, then handing it to y/n.
“h-hello?” y/n manages to get out while paige resumes her past actions, now dipping three large, long fingers into your pulsating hole.
“hey! i was wondering if you and paige wanted to come out tonight?” azzi beamed through the phone. paige sped up her motions and y/n bit her lip worried that the woman on the other line might hear.
“umm.. fuck! oh, yes! yes! we would love to come, where!” paige smirks against y/n’s cunt now speeding up the three fingers and using her tongue.
“i don’t know yet, i’ll send you both the details, though.”
“perfect! oh-oh okay, see you then, bye!” the line clicks and y/n grinds against paige’s face trying to catch up to her long delayed orgasm.
“cum for me baby, doing so good for me”
just at those words y/n releases all over paige’s face. keeping eye contact, paige eases out her fingers and sucks them clean, earning a shutter from y/n.
“paigey, you could’ve gotten us caught!” y/n whines. paige shrugs it off nonchalantly.
“i love you baby, did s’well, let’s clean up.” and showers y/n in kisses all on her collarbone.
A/N : sorry it’s short nd sorry it’s a lil all over the place. i’m trying to get better at writing !! muchos besos, - celeste 💋
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ROOMIE !
paige bueckers x reader
synopsis : your roommate, paige, walks in on you after coming home a little too early.
an : kinda just absolute filth if i’m being honest!
the keys at the front door jangled as you looked up from your phone, the couch you were on in perfect line with the front door. paige was leaving, to go where? you had no idea. she was dressed so causally but fuck did she look good.
“where are you going?” you questioned the blonde, “target with kk. be back in, like, an hour?” she responded, looking back down at the keys, unlocking the door and smiling before her exit.
the heat between your legs jolted to your pussy as you pictured the attractive blonde in that outfit from earlier. it was no surprise that being paige bueckers’ roommates was bound to come with even the slightest of feelings.
you got up from the couch, swiftly going to your room and opening up that drawer. you were met with the beautiful sight of your vibrator-dildo contraption you ordered off amazon ages ago.
whenever you felt like you wanted to be absolutely filthy, you would use it. an example was when you were in paige’s room, sprawled out on the purple comforter, your eyes contently beamed from her fingers to the slight reflection of her focused face in the screen of the monitor. she looked so good you couldn’t resist. so instead of crawling onto her lap and grinding on the material of her pants until you came or going underneath her desk to finger-fuck the shit out of her, you walked to your room to deal with the throbbing sensations you had on your own.
you turned it on and the buzzing was slightly louder than all the other times, due to it now being on the highest setting. the top attached to your clit and the bottom was being sloppily pushed in and out of your soaking wetness.
“oh, that’s so good, paige. fuck!” you cried out as you fucked into yourself harder and faster. the thought of it being paige’s hand fucking into you and not a cheap piece of vibrating plastic made your body shutter.
your arm started to numb right as you tried to catch up to your climax. it was ghosting away from your body as you whined due to the orgasm loss.
you cooled down then got right back at. you could’ve sworn you heard the keys jiggle through the door but you disregarded it and marked it off in your fucked-out brain as your imagination, it’d only been around 20 minutes, anyway.
“fuck, paige! faster, mommy, please!” you whimpered louder than planned right as you heard the door knob click as it opened.
you swear you felt your soul leave your body. you weren’t imagining, it was paige, and she was standing right at the doorframe of your room as you laid there, naked and half fucked out mid moaning her name.
you were so fucked.
an : hii it’s late nd i didn’t proofread it’s also shit so uh yeah! love u all thanks for readinggg ! - celeste 💋
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