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bowsellie · 9 months
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we have chemistry
warnings: college!ellie x college!reader, stoner!ellie, chronically ill reader (not specific, just mentions of fatigue and a medical accommodation for a single room for plot reasons lol), weed usage (Ellie and reader), mild language, briefly proofread, no use of y/n minors dni! smut in 3rd section! top!ellie, some degradation, praise (reader called a good girl, pretty girl, etc., ellie told she's doing a good job), SO MUCH CONSENT WE <3 CONSENT, fingering (r! receiving), oral (r! receiving), aftercare.
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You didn't want to be taking organic chemistry. Nobody in that class did--not even the chemistry majors. But as finals season rolled around, you found yourself spending extra time to make sure that it would at least be worth your while. Needless to say, not everybody shared the same drive.
As the clock hit 8:49am on the last class before the exam, everybody started shoving their laptops away despite the professor's continuing drone. To your right there was an extra loud snap! as the student beside you--an auburn-haired girl you'd never seen before--shut the screen with finality. You shot her a glare, gently closing your notebook as people began to trickle out.
"You're smart, right?"
You angled your face towards the sound, assuming somebody was having a side conversation close by. Instead, you found yourself face to face with striking green eyes leaning to reach your line of sight.
"Hi. Yeah, you. You're using an actual notebook and have all the fancy pens and shit, so...are you smart?"
Your eyebrows drew together slightly as you shrugged with one shoulder. "I try, I guess. Um...why?"
One corner of the girl's mouth picked up. "I don't know if you've noticed, but I've literally never been to this class before. My grade sucks. But I really don't want to retake this shit. Do you think you could help me?"
You stared at her incredulously, mentally calculating the equation of audacity and arrogance it must take to expect a complete stranger to help despite a clear lack of effort.
You opened your mouth slightly to say some variation of hell fucking no, who do you think you are anyways?, maybe you should have considered that before skipping literally every other class meeting when she stuck out her hand. "I'm Ellie, by the way. I'll pay you for helping me." When you hesitated to shake it, she added a "please".
You rolled your eyes, shaking the girl--Ellie's--hand with slightly too much force. "Fine. Whatever. Give me your number." You slid your phone across the table, already open to the contacts app, and watched as she typed.
"You're a lifesaver! Thank you..." she asked, pausing for your name. You gave it. "Thank you."
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Getting back to your dorm and settling into bed for a nap, you briefly texted the number now in your phone as "Ellie" with the last name "Wehavechemistry".
hey
Almost immediately, three dots popped up.
hey there. do you like my contact? lmao
i mean, we do have chemistry together. so like...sure?
no no no. i meant like...we have chemistry. wink wink nudge nudge. and my last name starts with a w so it's funny. do you get it?
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it's funny.
yeah yeah sure. very funny. hahaha. anyways.
when did you want to come over? i'm free all weekend, and the final's monday. sooooo
oh shit
didn't realize the final was monday
ummmmmmmm how does tomorrow at 8pm work? do you have a roommate or something we need to accommodate for?
no, no roommate. tomorrow at 8pm works fine for me. see you then, ellie.
:)
Turns out, texting with Ellie wasn't all that insufferable. She was friendlier than you expected, and every time you put your phone down to try and fall asleep you found your heart beating too fast at every notification to actually put it down.
Instead, you kept the conversation going until 8pm the next day rolled around, when instead of a text you got three loud raps at the door.
Opening it up, you saw Ellie in the same hoodie as yesterday. This time, her hair was slightly damp and she smelled like...old spice and something pungent and earthy. Did she shower already?
"Hey," you said, suddenly feeling awkward and over dressed in your jean shorts and crop top, hair still done from that afternoon. "You can come in."
Ellie grinned at you as she slid in the door. "We have a semester of schoolwork to cover. Hope you're prepared for a long night," she said.
"Trust me, I am. Did you bring anything?" You asked, looking for a bag as she climbed on to your bed.
"Nope. Not school stuff, anyways." Curious, you tossed your notebook towards her and watched as she pulled a pre-rolled joint and lighter from her hoodie pocket. "I'm assuming you don't smoke since you're like, a nerd, but do you mind if I do?"
You shook your head, dropping your jaw in false offense. "How lame do you think I am? Just because I actually go to class doesn't mean I'm a nerd."
Ellie shot you a disbelieving look, but handed you the joint anyways as you joined her on the bed. "Here, have the first hit. As a thank you for helping me out."
She lit it for you as you inhaled, passing her the weed and opening your notebook. "If this keeps you from retaining information that's not my fault. Just saying."
"Trust me, I'm so alert right now it's crazy. All of tonight is gonna be stuck in my memory for a while."
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The room gradually grew darker, lit only by your adjusting lamp and the last smoldering ashes of the joint as you reached halfway through the notebook.
You breathed heavily through your nose, looking at Ellie seriously. "It's so late. We're not going to finish this tonight."
As she looked up at you, you suddenly noticed how much closer you two had moved over the course of the night. Had your thighs been touching the whole time? Has her breath always been so close it's hitting your cheek? Why did she have to smell so good?
Your own breath caught in your throat as she leaned even closer to you, placing a hand so close to your leg you could feel the fabric of her sweatshirt against her bare thigh. Almost imperceptibly, her gaze flickered down to your chest, now rapidly rising and falling.
"How set do you think I am for this stupid final?" Ellie asked seriously, a rasp in her voice either from smoke or the lowered pitch.
"You picked up on everything really well, so at least the first half I think you'll do fine."
She grabbed your left hand in both of hers, causing your breath to catch again. Her eyes flickered down again, this time lingering longer. Following her gaze, you noticed the top of your bra peeking out.
"Sorry," you said, quickly adjusting your shirt to cover it as heat spread through your body.
"No, no, you're fine. Sorry for looking," she said. You looked at her face, watching as her eyes seemed to trace the shape of your shoulders and the line of your throat.
The air thickened with tension, but you found yourself not wanting Ellie to leave yet. "So, why did you take this class anyways? If you didn't want to go?"
Finally, she met your eyes. "I need a chemistry for my major. Astronomy. I thought I would like this one, but didn't realize it was a fucking 8am when I signed up. By the time I realized I wasn't going to make it up that early it was too late to drop." She shrugged. "What about you? Big chemistry fan?"
You snorted. "Not really, but I also needed a chemistry for my major. I like the 8ams, it lets me have afternoons free to sleep. That's why I don't have a roommate--medical accommodations for fatigue or whatever." She nodded along, genuinely listening.
"Well, hopefully I don't have to retake this class. Next time there probably won't be a pretty girl willing to help me out."
You smiled at her, breathing sharply out of your nose in a laugh. "We'll see what we can do."
A beat of silence washed over you before Ellie pointed towards the pride flag on your wall with her chin. "So...are you..." She began, causing you to laugh full out this time.
"Yeah. Obviously, I'd hope, but if you're feminine people tend to assume otherwise I guess." You smiled and looked at her. "Are you?"
Ellie placed a hand on her chest. "I'm hurt you had to ask. I've been trying to flirt with you since I got your number, babe."
Oh.
"Oh."
She leaned back a little. "I can cut it out, if you want. I couldn't tell if you were into it or not."
Without giving her time to continue doubting, you sprung forward and attached your lips to hers. Threading your fingers in her hair and breathing in as you pulled back.
"So...you are into it?"
"I'm a little dense, Ellie. Don't let the color-coded notes fool you. But yes. Now that I know...I'm into it."
She smiled at you with one side of her mouth again, this time leaning forward to kiss you first. Lips opening slightly, you felt her body around yours as her hands found the bed and pushed you on to your back.
Ellie pushed her tongue gently into your mouth, settling between your legs as they fell open. As you felt her weight between your hips, you groaned a little.
Whining a little as she pulled away, your eyes fluttered shut as Ellie threaded her fingers through the hair by your ear. "Is this supposed to be my payment?" you asked, leaning into her touch.
"Shut up," she said playfully, leaning in to kiss you again. This time it was more forceful, teeth bumping against teeth as your tongues chased each other. Too focused on the overwhelming sensation of Ellie's mouth on your own, you broke the kiss to moan in surprise when you felt her knee push against your core.
Using the opportunity to trail her mouth down your cheek, to your jaw, to your neck, Ellie asked "is this okay, baby?" between kisses. You nodded before remembering she couldn't see you, instead responding with a slightly choked "yes."
In response, her lips attached right behind your ear as her teeth sunk into you and she began to suck. You groaned, bucking your hips against her knee. Kindly, she began to push it back into you, laughing into your neck as you continued whimpering.
"What?" you asked. "Why are you laughing?"
Ellie pulled away from the spot she had been working into your collarbone, meeting your eyes. "You're just so pretty. Can't believe I have you falling apart for me and I've barely touched you."
Your mouth fell open at her words, groaning. Ellie's mouth found yours again, her hands reaching for your tits over your shirt. "Can't blame me for looking at these," she said between kisses, "You look so good in this shirt."
"Take it off, then," you said. You sounded braver than you felt, your stomach doing absolute flips as the girl over you quickly complied to reveal your lacy nude bra.
"I like this," she said softly. "I want it off, though. Is that okay, pretty?" You nodded. The bra was nothing special--just comfy and the right color. If Ellie liked it, though, it was now one of your favorites.
Her mouth moved down your chin and neck to attach to your left nipple, bringing a hand to your opposite hip as she sucked and licked lightly. Your hips continued to buck against her knee, which was now stationary as you essentially rode her thigh.
Chuckling a little, Ellie looked up at you and began unbuttoning your shorts. "Knew you'd be needy. What kind of thoughts are you hiding from me?" she asked, pulling off your bottoms and panties in one go when you lifted your hips to help.
You smiled a little watching her eyes attach themselves to the spot between your legs. "What can I say?" you said. "Maybe I'm a little slutty if the right girl has me under her."
This seemed to light something in Ellie, who watched your face as she brought your face down to your pussy. Close enough to feel her breath, her eyes gleamed as she moved away from your hips chasing her.
"Please," you asked, voice breaking. "Please, Ellie."
"Guess you are a slut, huh? Begging for me already." Whatever response you had was cut off by a screaming moan as her mouth attached itself to you, immediately lapping at your clit before interspersing it with longer licks. Your legs shut around her face as your hands grabbed into her hair, pulling a little as you noticed the groan she made at the pressure.
"That feels so good, Ellie." Her motions sped up at this, and you hurriedly repeated the phrase as she focused more attention on your clit. Feeling everything tighten, you wrapped your ankles around her back as your hips lifted almost completely off the bed. Still attached to you, Ellie fully moaned as you pulled her hair and came over her face.
Whimpering softly as she pulled away, you audibly groaned when she looked up at you and wiped her chin with the back of her hand. "You did so good, baby. Do you have another one in you?"
You quickly nodded, feeling words escape you. All you wanted was for her to say you did good again.
Ellie leaned into you, placing her head into the crook of your neck as her fingers ghosted lightly over your hips, stomach, and thighs. Finally, you felt them dip into the pool of wet that had collected in your cunt. Spreading the mix of saliva, cum, and arousal up to your clit and around your hole, she slowly pushed a slender finger into you. Your back arched off the bed when she began pumping it in and out, chuckling against your neck.
"Such a pretty girl. You're doing so good," she whispered. Your moans grew louder at her words and she pushed another finger in. "Good girl," she breathed, kissing your neck and jaw as she worked into you.
"Ellie," you gasped. "Ellie, please."
"What, baby?"
"Please, Ellie, please. Wanna cum."
You felt her lips quirk up against your collarbone as she added a thumb to your clit and a curl to her fingers. Quicker than you'd ever been able to get there yourself, you felt the tightening of your gut. She swallowed your moans with a sloppy kiss, gently catching your bottom lip between her teeth before soothing it with her tongue. She used her other hand to hold on to your hair at the scalp as you writhed, second orgasm shuddering through your body.
"Good girl," she said as she worked you through it. Sitting up, she wiped her fingers on your thighs before moving up up to let you rest your head on her chest. "You did so good, baby. My smart, pretty, good girl."
You whimpered a little, not prepared to speak just yet. Ellie seemed to understand and didn't push you, holding you and playing with your hair until you leaned back to smile at her.
"That was good. Thank you," you told her, leaning in for a kiss that tasted of your sweat and pussy.
Ellie broke away, moving the hand wrapped around your waist to grab something out of your back pocket. She placed it on your bare chest, tucking it between your tits.
"What do I look like, a prostitute?" you asked. "Much love to them, but..."
Ellie raised her eyebrows. "I mean, you fuck like a professional, but this is for helping me study."
You grabbed the bill and pushed it back into her pocket. "Save it for next time. We need to finish that notebook if you want to actually pass this class."
Ellie kissed the top of your head. "How does tomorrow work?"
A/N this is basically a self insert...my bad. tried to make it as inclusive to different readers as possible. let me know if there's anything I can improve on!! <3
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My recent Hobbit hyperfixation has culminated in me writing a Hobbit/LOTR college au of questionable quality. Whether I continue it remains to be seen, but for now enjoy whatever this is.
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Edit: there are lil offshoots to this now! 1 2 3 4 5
Also if you like this pls reblog it, it helps way more than likes! I'm pretty sure I turned reblogs back on
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destinysbounty · 8 months
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Me as a kid, age 13: and im gonna make an oc whos super special and has amazing powers and goes on adventures with the ninja and -
Me now, in college: what if the ninja had a sleazy PR manager
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wandas-luvr · 2 years
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(she said) don't let the high go to waste
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pairing: college!wanda x afab!reader
desc: pietro invites you over to smoke and you find out after you spend some quality time with his sister, that you have a tendency to be a tad sensitive when high. (r is only referenced using gender neutral terms and they/them pronouns)
warnings: 18+ ONLY minors dni! drug use (marijuana), dub-con?? (possibly, only bc r's high, they aren't pressured or anything), fingering (r receiving), oral (r receiving and giving) mentions of a strap but she doesn't actually make an appearance, praise, choking, wanda's rings, r is SO OBLIVIOUS GOOD GOD
word count: 2.5k
(all russian was translated through google translate)
пчэлка - little bee
любовь - love
малишка - baby
немного любви - little love
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when pietro invited you over, you certainly hadn't expected his sister to join the both of you. however, there you sat, on the floor in front of the maximoff's coffee table with a sibling on either side of you and copious amounts of takeout in front of you, higher than you'd ever been in your life.
you had always enjoyed wanda's presence. she was so effortlessly beautiful and had such a calm and carefree aura, you couldn't help it. that and she was always so nice to you, defending you when your friends would tease you, and always calling you nicknames in her native tongue that made you shiver. in all honesty, she managed to fluster you quite often, and she seemed more than well aware of it.
similarly to the position you're in now, her fingers softly gripping your chin to turn it towards her, and gently pushing your lips open with her thumb, exhaling smoke into your mouth as she smirked down at you. she pulls away softly, the fingertips on your chin moving to tuck a stray hair behind your ear, her nails gently scraping your cheek on the journey, causing a shiver to wrack your body and her eyebrows to pull together slightly.
"you alright, пчэлка?"
you nod, your mouth feeling dry as words fail you. she grins at you again, thumb brushing your cheek once more before she turns to face the tv again.
"mm, good."
you bite your lip softly at that. the sound of her raspy voice combined with her accent that made you feel lightheaded as she uttered a phrase you'd dreamed of her saying a thousand times before causing you to bite back a whimper. you turn forward, almost swearing you see her chuckle under her breath, before standing up throwing out an excuse of getting a drink as you walked to the kitchen.
you stand with your hands gripping the edge of the sink to steady yourself and calm your racing heart, exhaling heavily as you hear footsteps padding accross the floor, towards you. you don't look up, causing you to jump slightly as you feel cool rings against your stomach as wanda's hands wrap around your waist from behind. you suck in a breath, turning around to face her, smiling until you see the worry plastered over her face.
"you sure you're alright, baby?"
you chuckle nervously, picking at your fingernails as you feel yourself flush, cheeks heating up.
"yeah, i'm fine, thanks wanda."
she looks at you, unconvinced, pouring you a glass of water, "of course, любовь. here, drink this." she chuckles as you gulp down the glass, reaching up to wipe the water that dribbles down your chin, before taking one of your hands and squeezing it softly, leading you back to the living room when you finish.
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after several movies, pietro eventually falls asleep, his legs practically shoving you into wanda as he sprawls out. she doesn't seem to mind, however, as she's pulled one of your legs across her lap, softly running her fingertips along the top of your thigh, and has wrapped and arm around your waist, tucking you tightly into her side.
you, on the other hand, are struggling to remain composed, the sensation of her fingertips seeming to affect you more than usual as you feel your whole body flush and you continue to pull your bottom lip in between your teeth. wanda softly squeezes your thigh, humming to herself.
"you're so tense, немного любви."
"hm? oh...i guess i have been studying a bit more than usual, i've got a physics exam coming up."
wanda frowns softly, brushing her thumb over your knee, before looking back to you. "here, come sit between my legs, i'll help you get rid of some of those pesky knots, hm?"
you nod softly, sucking in a breath before moving to sit between her legs. once you're settled, she begins to softly work her fingers into your muscles, pressing firmly to remove the tensions bundled there.
"you know, i wish you'd take better care of yourself, sweetheart." she whispers softly. you groan softly and hiss as her thumb presses into a particularly large knot. "jesus christ, малишка, it's worse than i thought, huh?"
your eyes flutter shut as she gently caresses the spot she had just pressed into, soothing it, while simultaneously quickening your pulse to an alarming rate. you hum, internally cringing when it comes out shakier than you'd planned.
"relax, honey. i've got you." wanda chuckles, pressing into your muscles again. you try to compose yourself, taking a deep breath in and relaxing into her hands. "hmm, there you go...that better?"
you nod, biting your lip to hold back a moan as you feel her finger brush against your neck, her warm skin contrasting with the cool metal of her rings. she chuckles again, leaning so close to you that you can feel her chest pressed to your back and her breath blowing your baby hairs softly.
"you're a lot more obvious than you think, love." she moved her hand to lay softly against your neck, pressing a kiss behind your ear, but applying no pressure. "is this alright?"
you nod again, biting your lip harder, but failing to hold back a whimper when she wraps her hand tighter around your neck, squeezing slightly until you feel lightheaded. her other hand wandering down your body to grab yours.
"mmm, so pretty."
she takes her hand off your neck, and grabs your hips to turn you around. once you're situated she moves her hand to wrap around your shoulder, softly twirling the hairs at the base of your neck.
"if you want me to stop, at any time, you tell me and i'll stop right away, okay?"
your eyes flutter open and you nod, she shakes her head, your eyebrows furrow slightly.
"if we're gonna keep going i need you to use your words, baby."
"y-yes wanda, please, just touch me."
she laughs softly, capturing your lips with her own, "needy baby..." she gently slides her tongue past your lips, tracing every inch of your mouth. "let's go to my room, yeah?"
"yes, please."
she chuckles, pressing a chaste kiss to your lips, then to both of your cheeks, and finally to your nose.
"so polite. i like that."
she grins, taking your hand and leading you to her room, pressing you up against the door as she shuts it, her lips immediately finding your neck. her hands wander down your sides, softly grabbing your hips and tugging them towards her, chuckling breathily against your skin when you moan softly.
she begins lightly sucking on your skin, sure to leave a mark, as her hand wanders down to brush gently over your center. you whine softly, at the sensation of her lips on your neck and the need for more friction, your jeans causing an annoying barrier between you and her touch.
"wanda..."
she bites down on your neck, hard, before kissing down to your collarbone.
"patience, пчэлка, let me take my time with you."
she laves her tongue over the bone, sucking on the skin where your shoulder and neck meet.
"you're being unfair.." you pout softly, causing her to tug on your hair.
"what happened to those manners you had before, hm? you forget how to act when you get desperate?" you shake your head, biting your lip softly, before you feel her tug harder on your hair, your head tipping back further and baring your neck completely to her, and mutter a soft 'words' against your skin.
"n-no."
"good, because if you don't find them, i may just have to leave you all desperate like this. and you don't want that, do you?"
"no! please, i'll be good!"
wanda chuckles against your skin again, humming softly. "hmm, that's what i thought."
she begins to walk backwards as her kisses wander back to your lips, spinning the two of you around so she's walking you towards her bed, and eventually pushing you onto it.
there, she straddles you, removing your shirt and kissing further down your chest and stomach until she reaches the waist of your jeans. she plays with the button before tugging them off.
she stares down at you hungrily, her eyes raking up and down your form, causing your cheeks to heat up. she smirks appreciatively at the view, grinning when she notices your panties, causing you to flush deeply as you remember the design printed on them.
"hmm, i like the bunnies, it's cute. it suits you" she mutters, more to herself than to you, as she traces her fingertips along the hem, still smirking.
"t-thank you.."
"oh, you're more than welcome, darling"
your breath hitches as her fingertips wander under the hem of your panties, mockingly gasping when her fingers slide between your folds.
"aww, baby, are you really this wet all from me?" she chuckles under her breath as you nod, exhaling shakily, "god, i've barely even touched you and you're practically soaking my hand, love."
she pulls her hand out from your panties, pushing her fingers past your lips for you to clean off, before taking off your panties.
"fuck, малышка, you're gorgeous."
she moves her fingers back to your cunt, tracing up and down your folds again, this time finding your clit easily and circling it gently. the sensation has you moaning loudly and pushing your hips into her hand as she chuckles, smirking at you.
"mm, someone's sensitive, huh?"
"w-wanda, please..."
"shh, i'm gonna take care of you honey, don't worry. i just wanna play with you a little bit, alright?"
you whimper, nodding, as you let your eyes flutter shut. she smiles down at you, deciding to reward you for your obedience, and moving her fingers to lightly trace around your entrance.
she stares down at your cunt, watching as you clench around nothing. mocking your whines when she teases you further, and laughing when you try to push her fingers into you with your hips.
"baby, i thought i told you to relax, hm? just lay back and take what i give you, good things come to those who wait, лыбовь."
you sigh and try to relax back into the mattress, feeling more motivated when she hums in satisfaction, muttering a 'good, baby' for extra measure.
she continues teasing you for a little while longer before pressing her lips roughly to yours as she slides two of her fingers into you, swallowing your moans and smiling against your lips when she feels your wrap your arms around her neck and pull her closer.
"jesus, you're so fucking tight around my fingers, i can only imagine how pretty you'd look around my strap, baby." you moan loudly into her mouth and push your hips into her slightly, and she smirks against your lips. "yeah, you like that, huh? maybe i'll bring it out for you next time if you ask nicely. "
you bite your lip harshly, nearly puncturing the skin.
"oh, fuck! please, wanda."
she smiles down at you, beginning to thrust her fingers in and out of you at a steady pace, smiling as your mouth falls open and you release a series of whines and small moans.
"this what you wanted, sweetheart?"
you nod, biting harshly on to your lip to keep your volume down, remembering pietro's presence and how thin the apartment's walls are.
wanda picks up her pace slightly, as she lowers herself down your body, blowing lightly on your clit and giggling as your hips twitch.
"mm, is there something else you want from me, baby?" you nod, whimpering pathetically and letting out a small 'please', watching as wanda smirked at you. "you're gonna have to use your words then, beautiful. i won't ask again."
you whine, barely able to form a sentence, stuttering over your words. your hips thrash and you moan as you feel her hit a particularly sensitive spot inside of you. "y-your mouth...please."
wanda smirks, leaning towards you and wrapping her lips around your clit, humming softly to show her approval.
"there we go, good job honey." she sucks harshly, before swirling her tongue over it, her fingers still pumping at a steady pace. "that wasn't so difficult, huh?"
you bite back a snarky response, settling for a groan instead as she finds the perfect rhythm of her fingers and tongue that have you teetering on the edge of an orgasm.
"f-fuck, please, wanda...wanna come for you."
wanda chuckles, humming against you again.
"oh, you do, baby?" she flicks her tongue against your clit firmly. "why don't you go ahead and come for me then, hm?"
she moves back up your body to kiss you again, muffling your load moans, and replacing her tongue on your clit with her thumb. she continues to mumble encouragements and praises as you come around her fingers, legs shaking and twitching slightly.
"good, that's it, baby...yeah, honey..there you go, let it all out...mhm, that's it, let go for me, love."
she helps you ride out your orgasm, before removing her fingers and chuckling at your whine of protest. she slips her fingers into your mouth again, allowing you to clean them off for her.
once they're clean, you release them with a pop, looking up at her, shyly mumbling, "c-can i make you feel good now? please?"
she chuckles softly, pressing a chaste kiss to your lips before switching places with you, leaning back against the pillows as she guides you to lay between her legs.
"go ahead, baby."
you look up at her, leaning down and pressing soft kisses along her thigh, making your way towards her pussy. you smile, hearing her sigh softly in pleasure as she threads her hands into your hair when you press a gentle kiss against her.
"don't. tease."
as you dive in, you feel her grip get tighter, tugging lightly on your hair and guiding you to where she wanted you to be. the sounds of her soft moans only spurring you on every time you found a certain rhythm she liked.
within minutes she was gripping your hair hard enough to burn, feeling the sting in your scalp, as she rutted her hips against your face moaning and muttering out praises.
"fuck, that's so good...that's it baby, right there...god, feels so good, sweetheart, keep going."
her praises encouraged you further, pushing you to press your tongue into her unexpectedly, causing a rather loud moan to escape her and a harsh tug to be delivered to your hair.
"that's it, пчэлка, don't stop...i'm so close, you're doing so good for me, baby..."
her moans grew louder and her hips bucked messily against your face, before she was pushed over the edge, gripping your hair harshly and trapping your face tightly between her legs with her strong thighs.
after she had calmed, you sat up, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand as she caught her breath, giggling slightly at how disheveled she looked.
"c'mere," she muttered opening her arms and gesturing for you to lay your head on her chest so she could wrap them around you, "wanna hold you, come on."
you smiled, crawling up to lay with her, your smile growing as she began to rub your back softly.
"you did so good for me, немного любви. i'm so proud of you." you grinned, relishing in the praise and smiling at the increased thickness of her accent in her tired voice, allowing your eyes to flutter shut, knowing she would care for you.
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tombware · 11 months
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New DnD character! His name is Gaspar Medialuna and he’s a scammer pretending to be a “classic wizard”.
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xxzoruaxv · 1 year
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loving my curls !! 〔 ´ ∇`〕
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cinnamontoads · 2 months
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nobody:
guy who smokes cigarettes: did you know i smoke cigarettes
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iameveryoneiwas · 1 month
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I want more tattoos :( 🖤
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ik the post was from a few months ago but i need to know what Austin's stoner culture is like because u described it as insane. im deeply curious esp as someone who lives in a recreational state.
basically i went to a concert a while back where the vast majority of the audience was upper middle class white people brazenly smoking in broad daylight (including multiple parents of young children cradling toddlers in one hand with a joint in the other). you know, doing things that would get anyone of any other demographic arrested :)))) i'm mostly just pissed off at the blatant inequality in the way it's dealt with by law enforcement, but if it weren't for that, i really wouldn't care at all--except for the fact that the smell of it gives me a massive headache, and basically every street corner in downtown austin smells like it. then again i already expected
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onsunnyside · 2 years
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hi so i just tried weed for the first time last sunday and i keep on thinking abt chris being good at rolling weeds and and and my mind just thought of asking college stoner!ari to help you with your first time and he'd be shocked and doting and sweet thinking he'd take ur virginity But when u make it clear that u want to try weeds, he'd be extra sweet and doting and caring and awww i love him ur honor.
anyways happy birthday our sonny shine!! enjoy ur day!!!!! <3333
thank you bestie and omg yes !! he does a bunch of stuff the day of:
He takes you to lunch then back to his dorm, he talks about how his roommate will be gone for the day, and you two have the evening to yourselves. He is also super touchy, rubbing your back, and when he laughs, he puts his hand on your thigh. You keep thinking about if this is all to get you comfy to try weed for the first time, and you mention it to him.
“Is this all necessary?”
“Uh, I think it is.” Ari answers, gently squeezing your thigh. “I like your dress.” He fiddles with the hem.
“Oh, thanks. It’s kind of old, I didn’t want the smell of weed on any of my new dresses.” You reply, blinking up at him.
Ari freezes. “What?”
“I haven’t done it before, but I know it smells. And if I’m going back home after this, I really don’t want that stench… my parents would kill me.”
Weed. You were here to smoke weed for the first time. Not have sex—but could you blame him, with the way you asked and stared up at him all sweet, he thought he finally got what he’s been wishing for.
“I feel really safe with you… and can’t imagine doing it with anyone else.” You rolled on the heels of your feet. “We’ve been friends for most of the year, so I know you’re, uhm… experienced…”
Right. He’s been called a stoner one too many times by friends and acquaintances, even some professors have pulled him aside because of it.
“You’ll help me, won’t you, Ari?” You pout, cocking your head. “I won’t tell anyone. I just want to try it. You always look so cool when you do it. You’re like… a pro.” You giggle.
“Uh, yeah, bunny.” He slowly removes his hand from your thigh. “I’ll just get it—you can sit here.”
And as he turns around, he sighs deeply. Trying to ignore his hard cock and the condom in his pocket, and the crashing excitement. Maybe next time he’ll get you, and if not, hopefully the time after that.
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staycoolbutstillcare · 7 months
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I’m not gonna lie to you guys, I officially don’t know how anyone makes good friends as an adult. I’ve been going to different “social events” around me for months (maybe over a year) now, I will meet another mom, we’ll really hit it off talking and we’ll exchange numbers. And it usually goes:
1. They’ll text back a handful of times and then completely ghost me
2. We’ll make plans a few times and they will consistently cancel the day of with VERY arbitrary excuses
3. We will hang out and in a one on one setting they are the most negative person you’ve ever met in your life
I legitimately don’t know what else to do. I suppose it probably is all just trial and error but I think most people I meet either have a sister they’re close with so they don’t need me or they have childhood friends they’re still friends with. I feel like a reject in a society where everyone that’s pleasant to be around already has their people. Obviously my husband is great but sometimes you just wanna hang out with another mom and talk about life and get coffee and love their kids like your own.
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aloeverified · 2 years
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no offense but the relationship that y'all seem to think steve and eddie have is actually the relationship that jonathan and argyle have.
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