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Classroom Distraction
Synopsis: As your bond with Eve deepened and her affection for you grew stronger, she found herself inspired by her fantasies to test the waters with you. That is how you got here, Eve fucking you in class…
Pairing: Eve Fletcher x Reader
Word Count: 1.1K
Warnings: smut
You and Eve crossed paths in a creative writing class at your local community college, where you had both bonded over a shared passion: storytelling. As the weeks progressed, it became evident that there was a special chemistry between the two of you.
Your weekly routine included meeting before class to grab coffee on campus, a ritual that Eve looked forward to as the highlight of her week.
"Hey Eve," you greeted her, a hint of a blush gracing your cheeks as you approached with coffee in hand.
"Hey," Eve replied, her smile radiant and her eyes alight with excitement as she returned your greeting.
Finding your usual spot in the café, surrounded by the hum of conversation and the rich scent of freshly brewed coffee, you couldn't help but steal glances at Eve. Her hair cascaded over her shoulders as she spoke about her latest writing endeavours—all of her captivated you.
“So, how was your week?” you inquired, trying to keep your gaze from lingering too long on her.
Eve let out a sigh, a touch of weariness in her voice. “Oh, the usual chaos. But meeting up with you makes it all worthwhile.”
You couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth at her words, knowing that your time together meant just as much to her as it did to you.
“Yeah, same here,” you admitted, your heart fluttering at the thought of spending more time with her.
It was during these moments of shared conversation and laughter that your feelings for each other began to deepen. Yet, despite the mutual attraction, hesitations lingered. Eve was hesitant to pursue a romantic relationship with someone younger and you were afraid that you were too young for her, that Eve would never go for someone like you.
Unbeknownst to you, Eve had harboured secret desires for you, fantasies that had danced in her mind since the day you met. As she sat across from you, she found herself unable to resist the urge to reach out and touch you, to feel the warmth of your skin beneath her fingertips, to explore your mouth and taste you. It was those kinds of fantasies that would often play out in her mind as she pleasured herself, her thoughts inextricably intertwined with memories of your meetings. It was a primal urge she couldn't deny.
But it wasn't just physical attraction that drew Eve to you. It was the way you made her feel alive, the way you ignited a fire within her that she thought had long since been extinguished since her divorce.
Today felt different though, as the night before, Eve had delved into new erotic content—specifically, scenes featuring public intimacy. She was emboldened, eager to explore uncharted territory, and there was no one she'd rather embark on this journey with than you.
After your coffee date, you and Eve went to class and settled into your seats. Promptly, Eve subtly placed her hand on your thigh, her touch sending a jolt of excitement through you. With a daring glance, she sought permission, before slowly, tantalizingly, sliding her hand into your pants, silently mouthing “Is this okay?”. You nodded furiously and her fingers traced a path on your underwear, her touch causing a pleasurable ache in your core.
Her hand put pressure atop your underwear and you bit your lip attempting to suppress the moan that tried to escape your lips. You locked eyes and you nodded at her, giving her permission to continue. She slipped her hand into your underwear and you needed more. You attempted to plead with your eyes and she began to slide her fingers between your wet folds.
She was teasing you and you needed even more; she stuck in a second finger and pumped in and out while simultaneously stimulating your clit. You got an extra wave of adrenaline when you remembered you were supposed to be paying attention to class.
As your body responded to Eve's touch, your heart raced, as you tried to concentrate on the lesson being taught by your teacher, Ms. Fairchild, but your mind kept drifting to the pleasure she was causing. The wetness between your legs increased, and you couldn’t help but think about how much you wanted her to continue. You pulled your knees together, trying to conceal the evidence of your arousal.
The sensations became too much to bear, and you decided to take matters into your own hands. You reached down, subtly guiding Eve's hand to fuck you faster. With every thrust of her fingers, your body writhed in ecstasy, and you felt a wave of bliss wash over you.
Ms. Fairchild turned her gaze towards you, her voice cutting through the silence of the classroom. "And what are your thoughts on existentialism?" she asked you, her eyes expectant.
You struggle to catch your breath, feeling the weight of her question pressing down on you. "I, um..." You glanced nervously at Eve, who shot you a teasing smirk, threatening to circle your clit again with her long slender fingers. "I... believe... that existentialism..." You pause, struggling to form coherent thoughts as your breath catches in your throat. “challenges us to confront the fundamental questions... of existence... and the meaning of life," you manage to eke out, each word a battle against the constriction in your chest.
"Thank you for sharing your perspective," Ms. Fairchild responds warmly, but with concern evident on her brow. “Are you alright?”
“Y- yeah, thanks for asking,” you manage to get out, despite speaking feeling like one of the hardest tasks you could have to face with Eve’s fingers pumping in and out of you. And Eve, she just sits there with a nonchalant face, acting as if she has no idea of what she is doing to you–how she is making you feel. However, Eve thought about how wet you got for her, which got her quite worked up as well. She thought about what it would be like to taste you.
The sensations build up, and you know that you're about to reach a climax. You try to control yourself, but the pleasure is too intense. A soft moan escaped your lips, and you couldn't help but let out a gasp as your body trembled from the intense feelings you were experiencing. Eve looked at you with a mix of surprise and satisfaction, knowing that she had given you something extraordinary.
As the class begins to disperse, Ms. Fairchild offers a final smile. "Hope everyone enjoyed today's class and I’ll see you all next week," she says, collecting her belongings to leave for the evening. It’s safe to say that you thoroughly enjoyed the class.
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Perv! Eve Fletcher Headcanons
Warnings: Perv!Eve, mentions porn, sex toys, slutty things
smut below 18+ so if i see any minors I'm throwing bricks at you
Horny asf alot of the time
watches so much porn it's insane
not at work but at home since it's just her in the house if you are working
Masturbates anytime
she used to hide when she'd touch herself when you first started living together but the woman is SO LOUD
" Eve baby are you fucking yourself?"
" NO, I AM NOT "
" honey I can hear you in the living you, don't lie"
Alone at home? Fingering herself? Shower? using a toy on her? Living room watching tv with you? Using a new rabbit she got from online
has a full collection of toys
Her favorites are the dildos she got online
Loves when you tease her nipples
if she's especially stressed, Eve doesn't mind you sucking on her tits at night
Touchy with you all the time, so touchy when you wear v revealing things
Helping each other cum at night by grinding your pussies together, Eve on top
" You feel that baby? I love your wet cunt on mine"
Takes pictures of you for when she's bored at work
Thigh riding is a big one she likes,
Eve is obsessed with the taste of you and she loves eating you out, sitting on your face 69, whatever she can to eat you out.
the older woman def has videos of you in very sexy positions and you do the same to her
the folder is called " My pretty slut Eve"
Eve loves breeding you with a dildo with a cum reservoir.
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Eve
Mrs. Fletcher - Empty Best
#Kathryn Hahn#Eve Fletcher#Mrs. Fletcher#my gifs#tv edits#tv : Mini Series#tv : HBO#khedits#I'll love this show forever#eve... I get you girl
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I Think I Saw You
Ship: Eve Fletcher x Reader
Summary: You walk in on Eve doing something you that even in your wildest fantasies you'd never pictured her doing.
Word Count: 2.5k
Disclaimer: 18+ ONLY minors dni
Warnings: smut, spanking, fingering, fluff
“Eve?” You call out, knocking in her front door as you twist the knob, opening it. “Are you home?”
You don't hear anything, and shrug, walking in before shutting the door behind you.
You've always had a long standing invitation to make the Fletcher home your home, ever since Eve had spotted you walking home in the pouring rain when you had been in middle school and had offered to drive you home.
You had seen the Fletchers around, and had even gotten asked to babysit for them once before your father had screamed at you for considering it.
The Fletcher house had become your escape from your own oppressive household, and by the time you had hit senior year, you considered Eve to be a good friend, despite the age gap.
You also at that point had developed a budding crush on her, one you had desperately did everything to hide that you had it.
Now that you're older, and already working on your masters, the age gap seems less huge, and you no longer felt any awkwardness with the way you interacted with the older woman, despite the fact you still feel little butterflies whenever you're around her.
The closer you get to the kitchen, the more your ears are able to pick up on the sound of something playing on a device, and you let out a breath of air, relieved Eve is home.
You want to talk to her about possibly helping wi-
You stop dead in your tracks.
Eve is laid across a kitchen table chair, her ass bare as she has her pants and underwear pulled down to around her knees, and from your angle, you can clearly see she's watching porn.
Her hand comes down onto her backside, mimicking what she's watching, and grunts at the impact.
You can't see her face, but you don't have to.
You have view enough.
You've fantasized about your pretty milf friend more than once, but you've never expected to ever witness something like this.
“E-Eve?” You splutter out.
Immediately the laptop slams shut and the older woman nearly topples off of the chair as she twists to look at you.
“Oh my god!”
Her whole face is flushed, and her pupils are blown wide.
“I-” You don't know where to start. “What… What are you doing?”
Eve seems just as caught off guard as you are, and her mouth opens and closes.
“Were- were you just-”
You cut yourself off, unable to bring yourself to utter the word “spank”.
The silence is deafening, and you're both frozen in shock.
Your eyes flick from Eve’s face to her exposed ass, which has ever so slightly pinked, telling you Eve had been doing… Whatever this was for a while before you had walked in.
“You-” You swallow hard, nervous. “You do realize you're not going to get the- the feeling you're after on your own right?”
Eve flushes a deeper shade of red and avoids your eyes.
Your heartbeat is finally starting to even back out, and you're made aware of a steady, pulsing need between your legs.
“Eve.”
Your voice is firmer now.
Something tells you that she has the presence of mind to either kick you out or cover herself up, and that indicates…
Well.
“Is this your first time… Exploring?”
She finally meets your eyes, and she ever so slightly nods, seemingly at a loss for words.
You feel a rush of confidence.
Here's a chance to act on all the fantasies you've ever had about the beautiful woman before you.
“Would you like some help with that?”
Your voice comes out low, sultry, and Eve's breath hitches.
You smirk, and put an extra sway into your hips as you walk over to where she's laying across the chairs.
“Why don't you get up and strip for me, baby? I promise I can make you feel so good.”
Eve's face grows impossibly redder.
“I-I don't- we're not- you're-”
Your laughter at her struggling for words makes her stop trying to talk.
“You’re adorable.”
Eve blinks.
“Do you know how often I've thought about you like this, a hand between my thighs?” You husk out, maintaining eye contact with the older woman.
“You were my gay awakening, Eve. It was like I got run over by a truck one day when I realized how badly I wanted you to kiss me.”
Eve honest to god whimpers.
“Come on… I can see you want to. I bet it's been too long since you've felt someone else like this.”
Eve bites her lip, and after a few moments of consideration, she wobbly stands, pulling off her sweats and underwear in one motion, before shucking her shirt off.
You resist groaning at the sight of her body being bared before you, but it's a close thing.
Never in your wildest imaginings did you even come close to picturing exactly how beautiful she is.
When her bra drops to the floor, you turn the chair around, sitting down in clear invitation.
“Lay over my lap, alright?”
Eve looks extremely nervous, and you smile gently at her.
“I promise sweet thing, I know exactly what you're trying to feel, and I can give that to you, if you let me.”
You aren't sure what it was, but at your words she crosses the room towards you, and stiffly settles herself across your lap.
“Good girl.” You whisper, and you can feel her shiver beneath you, your fingers gently dancing up and down her spine, and some of her stiffness disappears.
“If you need us to stop, just say so, okay?”
“Okay.”
You've never heard Eve sound so small, so vulnerable, and it sends a thrill through you, making you suddenly dizzy with the realization that you have Eve Fletcher bent over your lap, waiting for you to spank her.
“Do you think you'll be able to count for me?” You ask in a low tone, your fingers trailing dangerously close to running over her backside.
Her breath hitches again, before she lets out a low moan.
“Is that a yes?”
It's like her ability to speak has evaporated, and she whines instead of giving you a proper answer, and you can feel yourself growing wetter.
“Awww…” You coo. “Has your brain gone all fuzzy just from being laid over my lap? How sweet.”
“Please!”
The word tumbles from Eve’s mouth, and you can't help but give in.
“Alright, sweet girl. On three, I'll spank you.”
You lift your hand in preparation.
“One… Two… Three.”
The sound of flesh hitting flesh resounds through the room, as does the pornographic moan that comes from Eve, and she involuntarily bucks her hips.
“Liked that, did you? Dirty girl.” You laugh as Eve moans again at your words, and you slap her ass a second time, causing her to squirm.
Your free hand wraps around her middle, keeping her still.
“How many more times should you be spanked, hm? How often have you daydreamed about being turned over someone's lap like a naughty little slut?”
When Eve doesn't answer, she cries out with pleasure as you smack her again.
“Answer me.” You demand.
“I- I don't know!” She gasps out.
“Hm…” You pretend to ponder. “You don't know… Would it be safe to presume that you've fantasized about this at least… Oh, I don't know, twenty times?”
After a moment of silence, you reach over with the hand that's not wrapped around her middle and tangle it through her hair, forcing her head backwards so you can see how red she's turned.
“When I ask you a question, I expect an answer. Do I make myself clear?”
You can feel how she tries to nod her head, but all she gets for her trouble is you gripping her hair tighter.
“Do I make myself clear?” You repeat, your tone hard.
“Y-yes! You're clear!” Eve forces out.
“Good.” Your voice has turned husky. “Now answer me. Have you fantasized about being spanked like this at least twenty times before?”
Eve whimpers. “Yes.”
“Then that's how many times I'll be spanking you. And I want you to count. Otherwise, I might lose my place and have to start all over again.”
Eve is silent, but you hadn't asked a question, and so you let it slide.
“Count.” You reiterate, before you detangle your fingers from her hair.
Eve moans when you spank her.
“O-one.” She breathlessly gets out.
“Good girl.” You murmur, before continuing.
“Two.” She moans.
With each spank, Eve makes another pretty noise, and she dutifully counts.
It makes you throb with want, especially because you can feel how wet she is. She's dripping onto your jeans, and you're sure when she gets up there'll be a nice sized wet patch.
“S-s-sixteen.” She stutters through her whine, her whole body wiggling as she desperately tries to find some friction.
“You're doing so well, beautiful girl.” You praise, and she whimpers in response.
Your head is practically spinning from the rush you're getting off of this, and you bite your lip as you groan.
You bring your hand down in a firm smack, and Eve gasps out.
“Oh, fuck!”
You gently rub your hand over her ass, humming.
“What number?” You prompt.
“Seventeen.”
Eve's voice is rough, and you can't help but slip your hand a little lower along her ass, and she whines.
“No- don't-”
“Don't what, sweet thing? Feel how wet you are?” You smirk. “I can feel how you're dripping onto my leg, slutty girl.”
She whines, and you decide to forgo the last three spanks, and instead you retract your arm from around her middle so that you can spread her cheeks apart, and you gasp at how puffy her pussy is.
“Oh, Eve. You poor thing. Would you like me to make this feel better for you?”
When you don't get an answer, you shift her a little, giving yourself easier access so that you can spank her directly on her cunt, and the noise that spills from her lips is obscene.
“I asked you a question, and I expect an answer.”
Eve whines again, and wiggles.
“I can't do anything until you say yes, sweetheart.” You gently chide, your hand coming back between her thighs, this time to glide your fingers through her folds.
“Yes.”
Her voice is heavy with need, and she sounds like she's on the verge of tears with it.
“How do we ask to be touched?” You remove your fingers, now slick with Eve’s wetness, and slap her ass again.
Her moan echoes in the kitchen.
“Please! Please touch me.”
“Awww… Good girl.” You coo. “You just want to be a fucking slut, huh?”
Eve whimpers, and you laugh.
“You're so desperate, look at you. I'd bet that you're fucking slutty hole will take whatever I'll give it without any problems… Should we test that theory?”
“Please, please touch me. Make me feel good.” Eve begs, and you can feel yourself growing wetter at the sound of it.
“Anything for you, pretty girl.” You say tenderly, before slipping one, two, three fingers into Eve, and she groans, bucking her hips.
You start off at an agonizingly slow pace, relishing in the way the older woman trembles beneath your touch, her plaintive begs and whines making you groan in turn.
“You're so wet, baby. This fucking greedy pussy of yours takes my fingers so well, you're such a fucking whore.”
You speed up your pace, and Eve drips down around your fingers, the sound of her sopping wet cunt filling the air, and your head grows heedy with the scent of her sex.
“God.” You groan. “You're fucking perfect, taking me so well, listen to how fucking desperate you are. Are you going to cum for me? Yeah? You wanna prove to me that you're a slutty little bitch? Gonna cum around my fingers in your fucking kitchen while you're bent over my lap like a dirty little whore?”
You can feel how she starts to flutter around you, can feel how close she is, and you slide your spare hand up and under, harshly groping at one of her tits, and Eve throws her head back and screams as she orgasms hard around you, her hips grinding wildly downwards in an attempt to ride out the waves of pleasure, and the sight is nearly enough to make you cum on the spot as well, despite how untouched you've gone.
“Fuck baby, you're so fucking beautiful like this. Fuck.”
Eve pants as she comes down from her high, and she whimpers when you retract your fingers from where they had been buried deep inside of her.
You bring your fingers up to your mouth and can't contain your wanton moan at the taste of her, and you know with complete certainty that you'll never be able to get enough of her.
“You taste so good, holy shit.” You say to her, and Eve cranes her head around to stare at you with an empty gaze, her face flushed deeply.
You smile softly at her, and run a hand through her hair.
She melts under your touch, her eyes gently fluttering shut, and you can't help the way your heart wells with emotion.
“Are you okay, Eve?” You ask.
“Mhm.” She hums.
“We gotta clean you off, honey.” You say.
“I know.”
“If I promised to stay, will you get up?” You try.
“Mmm…” Eve hums again.
“That's not an answer, sweet thing.”
Eve opens her eyes, and makes a motion to roll over in your lap, and your reaction time is a second too slow, and the older woman goes crashing to the floor.
“Oh my god, are you okay?”
“Ow… Yeah… I'm… I'm okay. Sorry, my head feels… Fuzzy. Not from falling! From… From before.”
It's like a light bulb has been switched on in your head, even as you slide off the chair onto your knees to be sure Eve is really okay.
“Fuzzy like floating?”
Eve’s blue eyes draw you in.
“Mhm. Feels nice.”
You smile before pressing a tender kiss to her forehead.
“You have no idea what you're experiencing, do you?” You guess.
“Do you?”
Eve looks full of wonderment and in that moment you knew you were fucked.
You're head over heels for this woman, you're old crush coming rushing back tenfold, and of all the things to happen in this kitchen today, this is what causes your heart to start pounding in earnest.
“Yeah, honey.” You try so hard not to let your voice crack with your realization. “But we have plenty of time for that later. The floor is cold. And dirty. And a bath will be warm and clean.”
Eve's eyes brighten at the thought of a warm bubble bath.
“You'll run me a bath?” She excitedly asks.
You laugh, and move, gesturing that Eve should follow you.
“Of course I will. Aftercare is very important.”
Eve looks delighted, and you gently pull her close so you can whisper in her ear.
“Let me take care of you.”
#sky writes#sky's fics#c: eve#eve fletcher#eve fletcher x reader#mrs. fletcher#this was entirely self indulgent to the scene I had in my head
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So I just finished Glass Onion: Knives out and I absolutely loved Kathryn's performance <3
I watched it with my Welsh family as I'm staying over for Christmas, and I was trying hard not to scream every time Claire literally did anything :')
#kathryn hahn#claire debella#glass onion#knives out#daniel craig#kate hudson#leslie odom jr#agatha coven of chaos#agatha harkness#eve fletcher#mrs fletcher
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hello friends... new eve edit for you 🤭
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bi bi bi
#mrs fletcher#mrs. fletcher#eve fletcher#julian spitzer#amanda olney#kathryn hahn#owen teague#katie kershaw#fieryfrankie#tusergabs#tvedit#hboedit#kathrynhahnedit#kathrynhahnedits#bisexual#bisexuality#bi#my gifs#edit
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The stars of Glass Onion: A Knives Out Mystery make merry at EW's cover shoot — Kathryn Hahn
#kathryn hahn#glass onion: a knives out mystery#glass onion#claire debella#agatha harkness#mrs. fletcher#eve fletcher#wandavision#agatha coven of chaos
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TESTIMONIALS
"She may not be a mother, but she’s a second grade teacher, so she’s got loads of kids! They’re all “hers” for the school year, and she loves them. She’s got a tough, no-nonsense South Philly attitude, but she’s also capable of profound tenderness and is very nurturing of young minds. And she’s a Philly 11!"
"Two reasons: 1) the French subtitle of the book is literally "The Tribulations of a MILF" and 2) the book/series revolves around Eve's relation to that word (how she gets called that, how she gets into seeing MILF porn as a result, how this leads to her fantasizing about exploring her sexuality (and a greater appreciation for women in general), immediately after she (a single mom) becomes an empty nester and does not know what to do with her life)."
#ultimate milves bracket#melissa schemmenti#abbott elementary#eve fletcher#mrs fletcher#tumblr bracket#tumblr tournament#tumblr polls
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can we get an agatha harkness x reader where agatha comforts reader through period cramps and she makes a sly comment where she like “you know, orgasms are said to help relieve the pain..”
thank you very much 🫶
double trouble
pairing: agatha harkness x reader x eve fletcher
a/n: combined them bc why not, and now i want them both at the same time.
summary: period cramps are the worst, but luckily, you have the two bestest girlfriends in the world.
warnings: period, period cramps, talks of menstrual sex but no actual smut, mommy!eve and daddy!agatha because i'm a whore
You were curled up on the bed, holding your stomach. It was supposed to be a good day, but discomfort from the stupid cramps welcomed you instead. Periods suck, but the good thing is that you have two lovely girlfriends that take care of you as if their life depended on it, even competing against each other to see who can make you comfortable the most.
Agatha went out to buy some stuff because apparently the painkillers, pads, and tampons run out fast when there are three people bleeding every month in the same house.
Meanwhile, Eve is cuddled up behind you, her hands resting on yours. Her whole body emanates heat, better than any heating pad.
You were about to ask what's taking Agatha so long when the door burst open, the woman in question carrying two large paper bags. “Now that's just unfair. You made me go away while you steal cuddles?”
“Ags...” you groaned, sitting up to scour the bags for the pain meds and chocolate bars. You knew she would buy tons of them.
“Oooh, ice cream! Come here,” you smiled happily, your arms wide open to embrace Agatha. “Thank you. I love you.”
She immediately took up on your offer, letting you bury your face in her neck as she eyed Eve, now seated against the headboard with a glare. “Who's unfair again?”
“Oh, don't be jelly, Eve. You're a sexy human heater,” Agatha taunted with a smirk.
You don't know if you would feel annoyed or amused at their bickering, but it warms your heart knowing that you're not alone in dealing with this pain, and though they've made this into a competition, their thoughtfulness makes you want to cry. “I love you too, Eve.”
After two chocolate bars and a tub of ice cream later, you were resting against Agatha's front, waiting for the pain reliever to kick in. You place her hands on your stomach, sighing with relief, feeling pretty lucky to have two warm heaters of girlfriends. On the other hand, Eve was massaging your legs as the pain has spread out on your lower body.
“You know, orgasms are said to help relieve the pain...” Agatha coos as she kisses the back of your neck, eliciting a shiver.
“Is that so?”
“Agatha!”
You and Eve exclaimed at the same time. You were certainly interested, both because you wanted the pain to go away and because you were slowly getting aroused with Agatha's lips on your neck and Eve's wandering hands, though her actions weren't inherently sexual.
Eve was just, well, stunned and caught off-guard. Agatha's filthy mouth and unusually high libido never cease to surprise her, but she would be lying if she said she isn't interested.
“No harm in trying, and our baby would feel better. What do you say, hmm? Do you want mommy and daddy's fingers?”
“Yes, please.”
“Honey, are you sure?” Eve asks, concern lacing her voice.
“God, yes, I want you both to fuck this cramp outta me, please.”
Eve gulped with how needy you sound, her eyes connecting with Agatha's, two pairs of bright blue eyes darkening with arousal.
“That’s our good girl.”
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#agatha harkness x reader#agatha harkness x you#agatha harkness x y/n#agatha harkness smut#agatha harkness imagine#agatha harkness#eve fletcher#eve fletcher imagine#eve fletcher x y/n#eve fletcher x you#eve fletcher x reader#agatha harkness x reader x eve fletcher#kathryn hahn x reader
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I Love Everything You Do- Part 1 (Eve Fletcher X Fem!Reader)
Warnings:Soft!Eve, Power Bottom!Eve, Sub!Top!Reader, Virgin!Reader,Obviously smut. Legal age gap (reader is early 20s Eve is mid 40s), Mommy kink ofc
Summary: After many nights spent partying together, Eve finally takes you home and shows you what you’ve been missing out on.
You’ve been to this bar so many times before just hoping to meet someone. To make friends. You’ve always been content being alone, but you still wanted to find your people. Every time you came out here you would usually hang out and drink with a group of older women. The one that was always there and who you could never get out of your head was named Eve.
The two of you would talk about your lives. She was divorced and had a son in college who wasn’t much younger than you.
“It’s still so hard. I mean it- it’s lonely. I miss them all the time. Even Ted- he cheated on me, I know, I should hate him, but-“
“No, I understand. You loved him, one thing doesn’t immediately take that away.”
“Have you ever been in love?”
“No, not really. I’m pretty lonely too. I guess I’m just shy. You must think I’m pathetic, I’m out of college and have never had a boyfriend or girlfriend or anything-“
“No. No no no,” Eve put her and on your shoulder and looked at you straight in the eyes.
“There is nothing wrong with you.”
Eve was so beautiful, so kind, so comforting.
Another night, Eve told you all about her son’s first semester of college.
“I was all alone, and I just- oh my god this is so embarrassing- I just started watching porn, like, all the time.”
“That’s not embarrassing, Eve.”
“Then- then you met Amanda- I kissed her, and I had a threesome with her and this guy who was- he was nineteen. And then my son- my son walked in on us. It wasn’t great and I- I haven’t had sex since then.”
“Wow. Holy Shit.”
“And the kid knew my son, too. The hated each other.”
“Oh my god. Was he proud or embarrassed?”
“I don’t know. Probably both. We never talked about it again.”
“I wish I could tell you a story like that but I’ve got nothing. I’ve never even had sex before.”
“That was the last time I did it.”
“I get why that guy had a crush on you.”
“I don’t. Why would he want me over someone his own age?”
“Because older women are beautiful and smart. And because you’re you, Eve. You’re an amazing woman no mater how old you are.”
“You’re the sweetest. You’re so… pretty, too. I didn’t realize I until my son left that I’m bi. Like, that I’m into women I mean. Wow, I’ve never said that out loud before.”
“I mean you did have sex with Amanda.”
“Yeah, but- I don’t know. I’ve never talked about it before, or talked about how many other women I’ve been attracted to or said that I’m bisexual. You’re just so easy to talk to.”
“Wow, Eve. Thank You. You know, I’ve never been a big party girl but I go out every weekend now just so I can see you. It’s embarrassing, I know, but I really like you.”
“I like you too.”
“I know you fantasize about women. Have you ever had fantasies about me?” You were terrified to ask. You were scared that Eve would say no and you would be humiliated.
“Oh, all the time, honey.”
“What do you think about?”
“I think about undressing you, being the first woman to touch you.. My favorite thing to think about is teaching you exactly how to please me. I lay back and spread my legs and you just do as I tell you to do. What your Mommy tells you to do. And I’ll tell you how much I love it, and what a good little girl you are. Would you like that? Because I’m not working tomorrow or anything, I could call an Uber and take the both of us back to my place right now if you felt like it.’
“I want that so badly Eve,” you said, your breathing still heavy, “but I’m scared I won’t do a good enough job.”
“Oh honey, trust me. You’ll be amazing just because you’re you”
You listened to Eve and went home with her.
“You’re such a pretty thing, look at you. So cute and innocent. Are you nervous?”
“A little bit. I just wanna do a good job for you, Mommy,” you said, trying out the title Eve had called herself earlier.
“It’s okay. Don’t be scared little one, Mommy’s gonna show you exactly how to please her.”
“I- I can do that Mommy. I can be good and obedient for you Mommy.”
Eve cupped your cheek in her hand, “I know, baby. Let me give you a kiss first.”
And Eve kissed you hard, the first time you kissed anyone in a very long time. Her hands moved all over your body, groping your breasts, your butt, and your thighs. Eve slowly pulled away from you and you quietly whimpered at the loss of contact. But she quickly made up for it by taking off all her clothes. Her body was incredible, just a beautiful work of art. Eve lay down on the bed and spread her legs, beckoning you closer to her. You sat in between her legs, looking at her pussy. You had never seen another woman’s up close before and you weren’t quite sure what to do.
“What should I do first Mommy?”
“First, you’re gonna rub my clit like this,: and she demonstrated, taking two fingers and rubbing them in a circular motion around her clit. You did as Eve said and she let out a soft, shaky breath.
“Yes little one, just like that, that feels so nice…”
After a few minutes, Eve instructed you to insert a finger into her, then another, then another.
“That feels so good, baby! You’re doing such a good job. Good girl, good…”
Eve laid the praise on heavy, and you loved it. You leaned over to kiss her on the cheek and she giggled.
“You’re so cute, little one. Now, Mommy has a very special toy she wants you to fuck her with. Wait here.”
Eve went into the closet and pulled out a dildo and harness.
“I’ve never used these before, babe. But I keep collecting toys hoping to find someone. I wanna try them finally.”
Eve helped you into the harness and led you back to the bed, kissing you. She lay down on her back and held onto your hips as she guided you into her. Eve was so wet, so excited.
“Yes, that’s it baby, fuck Mommy, make her feel good. Just like that…” said Eve as you started nervously thrusting into her.
“Harder, little one, that’s it. You’re so cute when you do that.”
You went harder with Eve’s help, her hands gripping your hips.
“Is this good, Mommy? Am I making you feel good?” You asked as you used your hands to play with Eve’s breasts. You could hear her moans getting louder and more excited as you went harder.
“Yes baby, yes, keep doing that. Keep playing with Mommy’s breasts, just like that. You’re such a good girl! Keep going.”
You could feel yourself getting wet too, and you went faster with your Mommy’s encouragement.
“I’m getting so close baby. I’m so close! You’re fucking Mommy so good baby, yes!”
Eve came and you kissed her. The both of you just stayed there for a while, with you on top of and inside of her, and her hands groping you.
“That was great. How do you feel, baby?”
“I’m so wet, Mommy.”
“I can take care of that after you rest up, beautiful girl.”
#eve fletcher#eve fletcher x reader#eve fletcher imagine#wlw smut#Kathryn Hahn#mrs fletcher#kathryn hahn imagine
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OMG YES MRS. FLETCHER
Y'all! I've got too many fixations and I'm easily distracted...
Putting all this Eve business in my head... What are you trying to get new gifs or something?
Okay fine l'll make something. Please hold as I boot up my computer...
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Soft Touches In Our Resting Place
Ship: Eve Fletcher x Reader
Summary: You convince Eve to let you help her relax
Word Count: 1.8k
Disclaimer: 18+ ONLY minors dni
Warnings: soft smut, slight daddy kink, so so much fluff
Eve laughs softly as you trail your fingers over her stomach, the muscles flexing beneath your touch.
“Quit it.” She lightly swats at your hands. “I'm trying to focus here.”
“You promised you wouldn't take work home with you anymore.” You gently chide. “Since you broke that promise, I get to take my consolation prize.”
Your girlfriend huffs. “I don't know how much I like being referred to as an object to be won.”
You let out a quiet snort. “That's not what you were saying last week while I fucked your brains out.”
You flip over from your stomach to your back, resting your head in Eve's lap so you can study her face, which has flushed slightly.
“Please, daddy.” You start to mock. “I'm just a slut all for your use.”
Eve averts her eyes from your gaze as she steadily grows redder with embarrassment.
“Fuck me, please, daddy, I want to be ruined. Make me your whore.”
“Alright.” The older woman mumbles. “Enough.”
You don't listen, and instead pitch your voice into a whine.
“I want you to own me, I want to be your bitch.”
Eve's eyes swing back to yours, and a muscle in her cheek jumps.
“Fine. Get on your knees.”
You're startled by the sudden change in demeanor.
“What?”
“You heard me.” Eve's gaze is hard. “You want to be my bitch? You want me to own you? Fine, then. Get on your knees.”
There's a few moments of utter stillness, and then Eve’s hand finds its way between your legs, slapping your clothed pussy harshly, and you cry out with surprise.
“I thought I told you to move.”
You quickly roll over, scrambling on all fours and dropping yourself unceremoniously to the floor, before quickly righting yourself even as your elbows smart from taking the brunt of the fall.
Eve tsks.
“Dumb brat.”
You whimper.
“Now be good for me and stay put until I tell you otherwise.” Eve's eyes are blown with her sudden lust, and you can't help letting out another whimper at the sight, even as your girlfriend turns back to her work.
“Don't make me gag you.” She warns as she shuffles some papers, clearly searching for something specific. “The longer this takes for me to finish, the longer you'll stay just like that.”
You whine low in your throat, and Eve nearly doesn't let it slide, her knuckles briefly tightening around the paper in her grasp, and the sound of it crinkling is loud in the quiet of the bedroom, and you hold your breath.
But then Eve just sighs, and loosens her grip, eyes peering down her glasses to read what's written on the paper.
You release your breath, and you can feel yourself relaxing in place, your shoulders sagging in relief.
If Eve had decided to gag you it would mean she's in the mood to be more of a hard dom tonight, all punishment and no reward.
And you desperately want to cum.
You can feel your mind clicking off as you stare at your girlfriend, your thoughts becoming simple observations that require no attention from your more conscious mind, and you start to feel almost as if you're floating, your mind quieting as you slip into the peacefulness of the moment.
The sound of Eve rustling paper and typing on her laptop creates a soothing background noise as you lose yourself in watching her, noting every eyebrow furrow, every twitch of her lips.
She's captivatingly beautiful, even hunched over her screen as her glasses keep steadily sliding down her nose.
You want to kiss her so badly.
Eve glances up at you and raises an eyebrow as she watches you climb back onto the bed.
“What do you think you're doing?” She asks.
“Kissing you.” You reply. “And then making you feel good.”
Eve opens her mouth, presumably to protest, but you capture her lips in a heated kiss, and you can feel her laptop sliding off her lap and against your legs.
The moan she lets out into your mouth makes you groan in response, and you reluctantly pull away.
“Please let me make you feel good.” You beg.
Eve blinks, and then sighs.
Gone is her dominant persona she had displayed just a few minutes earlier, and in its place is simply your girlfriend, tired and worn.
“I really have to finish this, sweetheart.”
You bite your lip.
“You can still work while I eat you out.” You say quietly, face flushing slightly.
Now it's Eve who bites her lip, and she shifts her weight, causing the bed to creak.
“I don't know..”
“Please?” You pout. “You just work so hard, and you haven't relaxed properly in weeks. Let me do this for you.”
Eve hesitates for a moment, before flipping the comforter off of the bottom half of her body that it had been covering, and gracelessly shimmies out of her pants and underwear in one move.
The smell of her arousal floods your senses and you can feel your mouth water.
“You've been turned on all day, haven't you?” You mildly accuse, moving to settle between your girlfriend's thighs.
“When I know I have such a willingly slut at my disposal? Why wouldn't I be?”
You cough violently, choking on the air you had startledly sucked down at Eve’s words.
“You're in a mood.” You gasp out.
Eve laughs, even as she reaches to pick back up her computer from where it's laying on its side next to her.
“You're an easy tease.”
You huff, but the older woman is no longer paying attention to you, instead, her focus has redirected to her laptop screen.
You turn your own attention to her wet core, and you can't help yourself as you start giving her kitten lips, moaning at her taste.
“Quiet.” Eve breathlessly says.
You hum, and do your best to listen as you continue to tease her folds.
Eve continues to work above you as you do so, but you can tell you're already having an affect as she steadily flushes with arousal, her pussy now dripping from your ministrations.
You insert your tongue into her, and moan again at the gasp she lets out, her hips rising slightly before you push them down, keeping a firm grip on her.
Eve's legs hook themselves up against your shoulders, and you maneuver your arms so that you can keep them there, holding her steady as you eagerly lap at the most intimate part of her, purposefully avoiding her clit.
You hear something thunk against the wooden floor and you smirk, raising your eyes to meet blue ones pooled with lust.
A hand tangles in your hair and shoves you closer against your girlfriend's sopping cunt, and you groan unabashedly at the action.
You're eating Eve out like she's your last meal on Earth, and although you haven't once touched her little bundle of nerves, she's already very close, her inner walls fluttering around your tongue.
“Fuck, baby.” She gasps out. “You're going to make me cum.”
You hum against her, continuing to alternate between thrusting and licking, and before you know it she's gushing around your mouth, her soft, panting little “oh! oh! oh!” music to your ears as her hips twitch and buck, grinding against your face as she rides out her high.
You let her, waiting until she falls limp, panting heavily as she tries to catch her breath, before sucking her clit into your mouth, gently rolling it with your tongue, and Eve cries out with overstimulation.
You chuckle deep in your throat, the sound of it vibrating against the older woman.
“Fuck!” She shouts as she digs her heels into your back. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”
You reward her by sucking particularly hard, and she cries out again.
So you repeat the action, again and again until she screams, and she's gone again, sobbing as her second orgasm washes through her.
You gently flick your tongue over her clit, helping her prolong it, before pulling away, pressing a tender kiss to the swollen bud, and unhooking her legs from around your shoulders.
“Looks like I did a good job.” You smirk, crawling up so your head can be leveled with Eve’s.
“Mmmm…” She hums, her eyes gently shut.
You giggle. “You're so cute, all blissed out.”
An eye cracks open before shutting again.
You laugh this time, pressing your lips against hers in a chaste kiss, and she whines.
“Aw, did you want to taste yourself?” You pout.
Both of Eve’s eyes open now, and she halfheartedly moves her arm in a lazy swatting motion.
You laugh again, and nuzzle your nose against her’s, making Eve huff in annoyance.
“Okay, I'll stop being mean now.” You say, and you brush your lips ever so softly over Eve’s, and she strains her neck upwards to capture you in a kiss.
You moan into her mouth as her tongue presses against yours, the feel of her lips plush and soft.
Eve pulls away only to get some air, before she pulls you down on top of her, and you slowly make out, unrushed and tender.
It's intimate, not sexual, as you lose yourself in the very feel of her, breathing with the same breath, sharing the space of it together, and her fingers gently scratch against your skull from where she has her hands buried deeply into your hair.
Your senses are entirely flooded with her. With Eve.
Eve.
God, you love this woman.
She tugs you gently away, and a yawn escapes her, causing her to flush red.
You giggle softly.
“You should sleep, babe.” You mummer. “I can see you're already halfway there.”
She pouts. “I can't. I really have t-”
“No.” You firmly say, shaking your head. “No more working. It's late, and you're tired.”
“I want to, but I have to have this done before tomorrow afternoon.” Eve tiredly yawns again.
“I think your body agrees with me, love.” You slide off of her and onto your side of the bed. “Sleep. You'll be able to finish it in the morning.”
Eve bites her lip.
“Come here.” You aren't quite whispering, but you make your voice come out low enough it could be mistaken for it.
Eve sighs. “Let me turn the computer off and put the papers away.”
You watch with careful eyes as she does so, and when she makes her way back to the bed, she throws her shirt off of herself.
“Can we sleep like this?” She asks.
You immediately nod, and quickly divest yourself of your own clothes.
One thing you love about Eve is that she craves skin to skin contact, and that whereas you run cool, she runs warm. You often joke about how she's your personal space heater.
You settle back on the bed, and open your arms in a clear invitation.
Eve takes it, tucking her head against your chest, and you press a tender kiss against the top of her hair.
“Sleep, baby. I've got you.” You do whisper now, and the sleepy, content sigh you get in responses makes you smile sappily as you close your own eyes, allowing the sound of Eve’s even breaths soothe you to sleep.
It's peaceful and quiet in the room.
“Love you.” Eve slurs, nearly asleep.
“Love you.” You sleepily slur back.
All is well.
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Impromptu Dance Party
Summary: Doing something sweet for your girlfriend
Word Count: 1k
a/n: EVE FLUFF
also, the playlist for this will be here<3
The day had seemed to drag one for you, wanting to just me home with your girlfriend. Eve had been called into work last minute to help Amanda with something at the old folks home while you went to go to your classes or any errands that you had to do. Getting back home expecting to see her there, you were sad to get a text from the older woman about having to stay a couple of hours more and you felt terrible. She had wanted to use today to relax, get some cleaning done, and overall just spend time with her favorite person in the world, you.
Having about 2 hours before she came back home from work, you decided to give Eve something special, a playlist with all of the songs she loved to listen to on repeat.
As much as you loved her, she didn’t have much experience with technology, and if she heard a song that she knew was gonna be one of her favorite, the older woman would save it on her notes so you can help her get it to her Spotify for later if she’s driving, at work or any other reason. Making playlists for people you loved was something and the thought of making one for her was exciting.
The moment that you get home from school, you clean around the house, ordering her favorite food to get here a couple of minutes before she arrives then make your way to the living room to get this playlist made. The first four songs in the playlist are some that she heard when both of you had first met, in margo’s class and when she decided to have class in a bar. A couple of other songs that you had introduced her to as you felt it was “ something that she would love” which was proven true as you’d catch her humming to them around the house.
Making sure not to forget to add a couple of Abba songs to the mix for your girlfriend because it would not be a playlist that had all of Eve’s favorite songs if there weren’t at least three or four songs. Time goes by quickly as you make the playlist for her, the food from her favorite food place getting there in about ten minutes from her arrival. You set the food on the table, connect your phone to her speaker, and patiently wait for her arrival back.
While Eve, on the other hand, was super tired and wanted to see you. Her day off was a work day because Amanda needed her to come in about one of the new residents coming in and she was unsure of what to do while Eve on the inside wanted to say sorry, she felt bad leaving her on her own since she had just started there. For a senior citizen home, she sometimes wished there would be at least one day when she’s able to rest.
Even the drive on the way home felt longer than usual with all the evening traffic and she just wanted to be at home with you, eating dinner, and cuddling among other things.
My love: You coming home already eve? <3
Eve: I’ve got about 10 more minutes.
You feel bad for the woman as you know she’s stuck in slow traffic and decide that take a quick little nap while she’s on the way. Eve plays some random radio station that helps her calm down and before she knows it, Eve pulls into the driveway to her house, so happy to be home to her lovely girlfriend. Grabbing all of her belongings from her car, the older woman is greeted by you, happily sleeping on the couch, the smell of food from her favorite restaurant in town, and the sound of what seems to be music.
Eve wakes you up from your nap, very gently and the moment your eyes met the face of your girlfriend, you pull her in for a kiss, never not excited to see her. Eve giggles back as you give her kisses all over her face, blushing like crazy at the attention she’s getting, very much enjoying it.
“ Is today a special day y/n? You got me food from my favorite place,” she asks while you get up to be in a sitting position, the woman wondering if she missed an important date today.
“ Nope, just wanted to treat you to something nice eve,” you pause,” and I also made a whole playlist for you with your favorite songs to listen to anywhere”. Eve would be lying if she said that she wasn’t on the verge of tears. Never not grateful to have you here, to even be dating you after having to deal with a son who was the worst, a rude ex and the universe did her a favor when you had walked into the writing class that she decided would be fun to do on her free time after her son left for college. Looking through the playlist it had many songs that she grew to love, songs that you told her many times reminded you of her, and some new ones that she was over the moon to listen to if she was driving to work, on her lunch in her office or anywhere else.
Eve pulls you off the couch without a word and puts the playlist on shuffle, the first playing being Honey by Coastal club, dancing along with your girlfriend. Each song going on made your heart swoon at seeing this woman be so happy, not giving any shit about anything else in life, grinning from ear to ear as she danced like she’s the only one in the room. Dancing offbeat to the pop songs and slow dancing together to any of the slow songs. You cherished times like these between the two of you, excited to make many more happy memories.
Every time that you did small things like these for your girlfriend, she would always be forever grateful to have you in her life and make it better
#lizs writing#dancing eve#eve fletcher#eve fletcher x reader#mrs fletcher#eve fletcher x fem!reader#kathryn hahn#Kathryn Hahn imagine#Eve fletcher fluff#mrs fletcher imagine#eve fletcher imagine
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AHHHHH
#kathryn hahn#agatha harkness#agnes wandavision#agatha all along#eve fletcher#mrs fletcher#claire debella#glass onion
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hi y'all. enjoy this eve edit i made in august and forgot about 🙃
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