#eve fletcher x you

[aparticularbandit]

17 with agave 🥺

physical affection prompts! 17) tugging on the bottom of someone's shirt

There.

Eve gently tugs on the bottom of Agatha's shirt and then steps back, brow furrowing, as she stares her over. She steps forward again, brushes her hands along Agatha's shoulders, straightens the knot of her tie (making it a little too tight, but Agatha won't complain about that), and then steps back again, examines her with another look as though Agatha is some sort of masterpiece who needs her full attention, as though if she doesn't give her this final look, she'll miss something and Agatha will go out looking as off as if she'd gone without any pants.  Then she gives a little nod, furrowed brow easing, smoothing out, lips curving into a soft, soft, soft smile.

Are you done, babe? Agatha asks, searching Eve’s expression in an attempt to read it.  Do I look good?  Before Eve can answer, she continues, I mean, I always look good, but—

You look especially good now, Eve completes for her.  She pulls her worried thumbnail out from her lips and sighs.  If only you didn’t have to—  She doesn’t finish the sentence, instead steps forward once more and kisses Agatha’s cheek gently.  I can’t wait until you get back.

Agatha gives a brief glance to her watch before tugging her suit sleeve down over it.  I’ve got fifteen minutes, she suggest.  You don’t have to wait.

Eve immediately steps back with a huge scowl on her face.  She crosses her arms.  Agatha Harkness, I did not go through all the trouble of making you look this good only for you to ruin it all just to—

I wouldn’t ruin anything, hon— Agatha starts to say, stepping closer to Eve.

You would rumple your shirt! Eve exclaims, and she puts her hands up, palms out, between them, stopping Agatha as she draws too close.  I did not spend all that time ironing it to perfection for you to just—

Agatha presses easy against Eve’s palms, leans forward across them.  If you stay very, very still, she murmurs, I won’t rumple anything.  She kisses the corner of Eve’s jaw.

For the briefest of moments, Eve hesitates, and Agatha thinks she’s won.  Then Eve shakes her head and steps back again.  I want more than fifteen minutes, Agatha.  She reaches up, adjusts Agatha’s tie.  I want to take these clothes off of you.  She straightens the edge of her suit jacket, tugs it down once more, and tucks the edge of her button-up shirt a little more tidily into her pants.  But you have somewhere to be—

I can reschedule—

—and then I’ll have to do all of this again.  Eve frowns and glances up to meet Agatha’s brilliantly blue eyes.  Her heart gives the slightest of tugs.  It’s one thing to do it just for us, but it’s another to do it for one of your meetings, and….

I know.  Agatha cups her face, brushes a thumb along her cheekbone.  She nearly flinches when Eve turns to kiss her palm.  That’s not fair, hon.

Eve sucks on her lifeline and then murmurs, Just a reminder of what’ll be waiting for you when you get back.  She tucks strands of hair back behind her ear and steps, firmly, back.  Now go, she says, so that you can get back faster.

Agatha sighs.  You’re sure that I can’t—

Go!

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[melagnes]

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.

#eve fletcher #eve fletcher x reader #one shot #smut #mrs. fletcher #kathryn hahn #wlw #x reader

[lobey-scribbles]

Can I please request a fic with post-Azkaban Sirius Black where he’s really happy during Christmas in OoTP and celebrates with his wife (the reader) the Order and the kids?

a/n: thank you so much for the request! i really hope you like it :)

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Grimmauld Place’s First Merry Christmas - Sirius Black X Wife!Reader

summary: Sirius Black had largely considered Grimmauld Place to be the most miserable place on Earth, second only to Azkaban itself. So when, for the first time in his life, he feels genuinely happy there, surrounded by his loved ones, he can’t help but feel overwhelmed with gratitude.

word count: 1.2k

themes: FLUFF

warnings: none

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The radiance of the fire and the joyous laughter of his friends enveloped Sirius Black as he leaned against the mantelpiece, watching the snowflakes dance in the glow of the street lights outside. He took a sip of his mulled wine, relishing in the spices that tingled on his tongue.

As he enjoyed his quiet moment, Sirius couldn't help but overhear the boisterous conversation happening across the room between Mad-Eye Moody and Mundungus Fletcher.

"Oi, Dung, keep your eyes off the presents under the tree," Moody grumbled, his magical eye fixed on the thief.

Mundungus let out a nervous laugh, his eyes darting towards the twinkling Christmas tree. "Who, me? I was just admiring them from afar."

Arthur Weasley chuckled at the exchange, "You know, Moody, maybe we should put someone on watch duty for the night. Make sure he doesn't try anything."

Mundungus shifted uncomfortably in his seat, but before he could protest, Bill Weasley spoke up, "Maybe we should let him have one present as a reward for being such a good boy this year. After all, he’s not been chucked into Azkaban just yet."

Laughter erupted around the room, and Sirius couldn't help but join in. He was surrounded by his loved ones, and their playful banter was just another reminder of how lucky he was to have them.

His eyes then settled on you, who was sitting on a plush armchair by the fire, lost in thought as you observed Fred, George and Ginny‘s antics as they played a particularly competitive game of exploding snap. Sirius smiled softly, admiring how beautiful you looked in the warm glow of the firelight.

He walked over to you, taking a seat on the armrest of your chair,

“I could feel you staring, you know.” you remarked, playfully

“Can’t I appreciate my stunning wife on Christmas Eve?” a smirk played at Sirius’s lips, “You know I can’t help myself when you’re around, darling,” he responded, as his fingers traced your back lightly, his eyes still transfixed on you, causing your heart to flutter rapidly.

"What are you thinking about?" you asked, regaining your composure and taking his hand in yours.

"Just enjoying the moment," he replied, candidly.

Sirius couldn't help but feel an overwhelming gratitude that fuelled his entire body, for being alive and surrounded by the people he loved. He looked around at the members of the Order who were gathered in the room, all chatting and laughing together.

"Merlin, I never thought I'd see the day when you'd hear jubilation in this house," he joked, nudging your shoulder lightly.

You chuckled softly, gazing lovingly at the gathering of all their friends. "It's amazing how much things can change, isn't it?"

Sirius nodded, smiling at her. "Yeah, it is. And I'm so grateful for every moment we have together."

You turned your head to look at him, a soft smile gracing her lips. "Me too, Sirius. You have no idea how much you mean to me."

Sirius leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "I think I do," he whispered, his eyes never leaving yours.

At that moment, Lupin approached you both, a warm smile spread across his face.

“What are you two lovebirds talking about?” he teases, taking a seat on the armchair next to you.

“Oh, nothing much.” you replied, playfully nudging Sirius, “Just relishing in the Christmas spirit.”

“Don’t think we’re the only lovebirds here if I'm not mistaken.” Sirius said, a mischievous glint in his eyes, “Could have sworn I saw you and Tonks snogging in the hall earlier.”

Remus chuckled, though his face had gone slightly pink. He took a sip of his own mulled wine. “Well, it's good to see you both so happy. You deserve it, after everything you've been through.”

Sirius nodded, a sombre expression crossing his face for a moment before he shook it off. He sighed, “Yeah we do. And I'm glad we have all of you to celebrate it with.”

The three of you chatted for a while, Sirius and Remus reminiscing about their time at Hogwarts. “Remember the time you and James levitated all the furniture to the ceiling in McGonagall’s office?”

Sirius let out a bark of laughter, “Oh, she was livid! But it was worth it just to see Minnie’s face when she walked into her empty office.”

“Yeah, but if I remember correctly it was up to me to get you both out of detention.”

“Yeah, we were a pair of right little terrors. We needed you, Remus, to keep us out of trouble.”

At the mention of James, Sirius’s eyes fell on Harry, Ron and Hermione who were joking and chatting amongst themselves in the corner of the room. A wave of happiness crashed over him. It meant everything to Sirius to know that despite the danger they faced, Harry was still able to find joy in these small moments and just be a teenager.

“Hey, you lot!” he called out, gesturing for them to come over. “Why don't you join the old folks for a couple of drinks?”

The trio grinned and made their way over, settling themselves on the floor by the fire.

As the night began to wind down, one by one, everyone began to make their way up to bed, saying their goodnights and exchanging heartfelt hugs and kisses. You had gotten up to make your way to your bedroom too, when Sirius wrapped his hand around your wrist and pulled you back to the armchair.

“Sirius- it’s nearly midnight!” you let out a gasp of surprise.

“Just stay here with me a little bit longer,” Sirius pleaded, his eyes locking onto yours. “I don't want the night to end just yet.”, peppering gentle kisses down the side of your neck.

A blush began to dust your cheeks, unable to ignore the way his lips burnt into your skin, “Alright, but only for a little while.”

Sirius sighed contentedly, resting his head on your shoulder. The two of you sat there in silence for a few moments, just enjoying the warmth of each other's company.

“You know, I never thought I'd be able to celebrate Christmas like this,” Sirius spoke up, breaking the silence. “With you, Harry, and all our friends. It's more than I could have ever hoped for.”

You ran your fingers through his curls, smiling softly. “I'm just glad you're here with us, Sirius. You deserve all the happiness in the world.”

Sirius lifted his head to look at you, his eyes glassy with emotion. “I am happy, Y/N,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “Happier than I've been in a long time. And it's all because of you.”

You leaned in, capturing his lips in a tender kiss. It was a kiss that conveyed all the love and gratitude that Sirius had felt in his heart. When you pulled away, he smiled at you, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

“Come on, let's go to bed,” you said, standing up and pulling him with you.

As you made your way up the stairs, Sirius's heart felt as though it had swelled about ten times its size. He had found happiness after all those years of despair and loneliness.

As he climbed into bed, wrapping his arms around you, and pulling you close, he knew that he had everything he needed right here in this moment : his family, his friends, and the love of his life. And for the first time in a long time, he felt truly content.

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[our-blood-is-our-ink]

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

[dmysterioblog]

Masterlist

WARNING! Most of the following contain SMUT and/or have a DARK theme!

Disclaimer! These Fanfics aren't mine! They're just some of my favorites. Check at the bottom to see when it was last updated. I've made a second masterlist which I'll be updating once in a while.

Masterlist II

Dark-♤ Angst-♧ Fluff-♡ Smut-♢

Shoulder to Cry On

Paring; Agatha Harkness x reader

Summary: you have a rough break up and Agatha invites you over to make you feel better.

Rated- ♧♡

Witch hunter

Paring; Agatha Harkness x witchhunter!reader

Summary: as a friend of Blade, whilst he hunts monsters, you focus on ending the witches of old that have come to ruin the future. Agatha Harkness happens to be one of them, but she isn’t running into your trap, it’s the other way around.

Rated-♤♢♧

Say You Want Me

Parings; Agatha harkness x reader

Summery: your neighbor agatha's seen you looking at her, and she gets the wrong idea-- or, well... sort of.

Rated-♢

Closer

Parings; Salem!Agatha Harkness x Reader

Summary: you and Agatha are forced to share a bed while out for the coven.

Rated- ♡

Working Together For Her

Paring; Agatha x reader x Wanda

Summary: Y/N escapes to Westview, on the run, and Wanda and Agatha pause their fight to work together and help her.

Rated- ♧♡

Make Me Feel Special

Pairing: Milf!Agatha Harkness x fem!reader

Summary: You are angry at your best friend for turning down the opportunity for something that you would give your life for: a mother.

Rated- ♤♢

Jealousy

Paring; Jealous!Agatha x reader

Summary: you have been getting too close with Wanda and Agatha doesn't like that.

Rated- ♤♢

Taste Of A Poison Paradise

Pairing; Agatha Harkness x Fem!Reader

Summary: It’s your wedding day, and you’re freaking out with the stress and anxiety of it all. Fortunately, your future mother-in-law is there to help.

Rated- ♤♢

Love Thy Neighbour

Paring; Agatha Harkness x reader

Summary: Wanda’s spell did quite a number on Agatha. She forgot who she was. Her powers gone. But ever since she met you, she's been her memories and powers come back.

Rated- ♤♢

Oh Red String of Fate

Pairing: Agatha Harkness x Fem!Reader

Summary: you're Agatha's soul mate.

Rated- ♡

Broken Doll

Paring; Bucky x reader x Steve

Summary: Steve and Bucky have to now live with the consequences after they have broken you.

Rated- ♧

July

Paring; Cate Blanchett x reader

summary; you’ve been in australia on vacation and made a new friend, maybe more than just a friend. When your time comes to an end you reminisce the last weeks and doubt your feelings.

Rated- ♡♧

Right here right now

Paring; Carol Aird x reader

Summary: What if Carol went away by herself over Christmas and met you instead? One morning your eyes lock across the room at a motel and you spend the day together, getting to a women's bar where things heat up and you end up getting a hotel room together.

Rated- ♡♢

The Animal I Become

Pairing: Damian Priest x Fem Reader

Summary: Being the eldest daughter of Rey Mysterio, it surprises most that she’s nothing like her family. After her father and family ban her from wrestling due to her violence, she is officially the black sheep, but breaks that rule, coming back to help during an attack from the Judgement Day, only to be scolded by her father for the madness she started, then running into someone who knows her like no one else…

Rated-♧♢

Animal Unleashed

Pairing: Damian Priest x Fem Reader

Summary: After having a meeting with Judgement Day, making official plans to join and also ending the issues the reader created with Rhea Ripley after attacking her, they find the perfect way to show that the Reader is now apart of Judgement Day, joining in on the attack on her family, letting the world know she’s walking her own path away from her Mysterio family, unleashing the animal she knows she is…

Rated-♢♢♢

Tag Team

Pairing: Damian Priest x Fem Reader x Rhea Ripley

Summary: Rhea and Damian take turns having their way with Y/n. 

Rated-♢♢♢

I Can Keep A Secret, Can You?

Paring; Eve Fletcher x Camgirl!Reader

Summary: The camgirl that helps Eve edge into oblivion every night changes her life in more ways than one.

Rated-♢

Miss Deavor

Paring; Evelyn Deavor x reader

Summary: Not everyone needs a screen to be under Evelyn Deavor's wiles. As her brother's assistant, you can attest to that.

Rated- ♢

To Attend the Cruise

Paring; Evelyn Deavor x reader

Summary: You're desperate for a reporting gig at the Everjust cruise. Perhaps Evelyn Deavor can arrange something?

Rated- ♢

Energy Source

Paring; Hela x reader

Summary: Hela has you locked up in a dark dungeon cell to use you as an energy source. But she's nice to you.

Rated- ♤♡

Pleasing your Queen

Paring; Hela x reader

Summary: You're a palace maid who's been summoned by your newly crowned Queen. You have no idea what to expect, but the events that play out will surprise you more than you could have imagined.

Rated- ♢

El Amor Duele

Paring; Jake Lockley x Fem!Reader

Summary: Marc and Steven suspect there is another alter looming about as you begin to notice small mannerisms/movements that don't belong to either of them. You try and lure the new guy out.

Rated-♢♧

Through the Looking Glass

Pairings; Jake Lockley x fem!reader, Steve Grant x fem!reader, Marc Spector x fem!reader

Summary: “I knew who I was this morning, but I’ve changed a few times since then.” —Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland

Rated-♤♢♧

Love Is A Hard Thing

Paring; Lady Tremaine x reader

Summary: You are one of the staff workers of the household belonging to Lady Tremaine. Let’s just say you caught her eye.

Rated- ♧♡

So Pure, So Dirty and Raw

Pairings; Lilith Ritter x fem!reader

Summary: Lilith is your boss, and she's been waiting to make you hers.

Rated-♤

Nightmarish

Parings; Lilith Ritter x fem!reader

Summary: You have an appointment with your psychiatrist. 

Rated-♢

You're My Property

Parings; Lilith Ritter x fem!reader

summary: You just want her attention. She is your boss, you're her secretary.

Rated- ♢

Special Friend

Parings; CG!Loki x little!reader

Summary: loki wants to scare everyone he comes across today, however you rather enjoy him in his reptile form.

Rated-♡

Don't listen to them

Paring; Loki x little!reader

Summary: Loki is in the glass cell and reader is with Thor in a room with the avengers talking bad about Loki. Reader is upset and goes looking for Loki.

Rated- ♡

Good Girl, Bad Grades

Paring; Professor!Loki x reader

Summary: Your grades in Professor Laufeyson's class have been slipping recently. You are distracted - because of him. Professor Laufeyson invites you to his office to discuss your grades and it seems that despite his disappointment in you, he may have a way to help you improve them.

Rated- ♢♡

Workout

Paring; Rhea Ripley x Fem!Reader

Summary: You needy for Rhea, so she gives you what you want in the gym bathroom.

Rated-♢

A Hard Fuck

Paring; Rhea Ripley x Fem!Reader

Summary: You call Rhea a bitch during an argument and she doesn't take it lightly.

Rated-♢

Jealousy Jealousy

Paring; Rhea Ripley x fem!reader

Summary: You get jealous of Rhea and Liv but Rhea shows you she belongs to you.

Rated-♢♢♢

Tease Me, Please Me

Paring; Rhea Ripley x fem!reader

Summary: "I want you to ride my thigh until you're a whimpering fucking mess, and if you come, then I'll punish you for it."

Rated-♢♢♢

The Aftermath: Our Pretty Princess

Parings; DarkQueen!Wanda x Fem!Reader x SoftDarkKing!Valkyrie, Kate Bishop x Fem!Reader (Brief/Established)

Summary: Wanda and Valkyrie think you'll be the perfect fit as their princess, so their take you as theirs.

Rated-♤♢

She’s in Your Mind

Pairing; Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Summary: Instead of whispering “run” Wanda reads your mind and sees that you are attracted to her. She uses a different method instead of fear, to make you submit to her, and it definitely does not involve running.

Rated- ♤♢

20th Birthday

Paring; LegalGuardian!WandaMaximoff x Fem!Reader

Summary: After your father's 'sudden' death you are being placed under the custody of his neighbor and close family friend, Wanda. She has been waiting for this moment since she laid eyes on you many years ago swearing in that you will be completely hers. Mind and body. And you being her innocent dumb little baby, that will be just a matter of time.

Rated-♢♡

Stephen Doesn’t Have to Know

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Summary: Wanda had captured you in her palace when she took you from Stephen, she planned to make you hers to get back at him but she found herself taking a liking to you.

Rated- ♢♡

Training

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Summary: When misbehaving in public after your owner told you to obey, you are punished for your trouble.

Rated- ♤♢

After School Special

Paring; Professor!Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Summary: In the midst of your exhaustion you fail to see the flirtatious manner in which a classmate speaks to you, but alas Wanda has to prove who your real owner is.

Rated- ♡♢

First Times Aren't Shameful

Paring; Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Summary: Your first time with mommy Wanda is filled with lots of soft praises and big feelings.

Rated- ♢

Her World

Paring; Dark!Mommy!Wanda x little!reader

Summary: After Wanda lost Pietro and then Vision she can't risk to lose you as well. So, she took you with her to Westview and live her perfect life with you as her little angel, like she always wanted.

Rated- ♤♡

Only Mommy Can See You Like This

Paring; Mommy!Wanda x reader

Summary: Professor Wanda gets jealous of you while teaching class and decides to make you stay after to remind you who you belong to.

Rated- ♢♡

Last updated 02/18/23

#fic rec #tony stark x reader #lady tremaine x reader #evelyn deavor x reader #agatha harkness x reader #lilith ritter x reader #loki x reader #valkyrie x reader #kathryn hahn x reader #bucky x you #lou miller #jake lockley x fem!reader #hela x reader #hela odinsdottir x reader #dark!marvel #rhea ripley x reader #damian priest x reader

[agathasangel]

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

[fakeagatha]

Mrs Fletcher | Prof! Eve Fletcher x Fem!Reader

.

A/N: I've been planning on starting this series for about a week now, and I never thought I'd write something like this but here we are!

SFW, but with implied NSFW

Words: 1112

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Chapter One

Most people enjoy college and university, but you just can't help but disagree. It felt quite boring, as nothing eventful ever happened. It was as if the days just kept repeating themselves, over and over again. You hoped maybe something interesting would finally happen-

"Miss L/N?"

You perked up, not realizing you had zoned out until your professor had called on you.

"Uhm, answer B?" You replied randomly.

"Correct, well done." She smiled back to you in response.

For some reason, you had blushed at the compliment. You weren't sure why, but you guessed that Fletcher was just one of those teachers you approved of.

Your teacher paced around the class, collecting everyone's assignments, before she resumed babbling on.

You continue listening to the woman's lecture, which surprisingly wasn't as bad as some of the other ones you have to listen to daily from your other professors. You saw as she used many hand gestures and facial expressions when speaking which you found quite cute, showing a small smile as you looked down to your notebook.

Finally, she finished up, dismissing you all from class. You stayed behind and you took your time gathering your things. Eve noticed you, and now that she had the chance to talk to you alone, she took it.

"You've got a lot of potential." She spoke up, making you pause from putting your things away. "Last week's assignment, it was probably one of the best i've read so far." She smiled, leaning her hand on your desk.

You looked away from her gaze, but still returned the smile. "Thank you, professor, I appreciate it." You looked back up at her to meet her eyes, before she dismissed you.

'Her eyes, they're absolutely gorgeous!'

You blinked back the thought, but still wondered why she caught your attention the way she does.

"Boo!"

You screamed, "Jesus Christ Steve! You're seriously going to give me a heart attack one day!" You groaned.

Steve was your friend since highschool, one of the few that actually stuck around and attended the same university as you. You had become really close during that period, forming a strong bond.

"What's up with you and Fletch?" He grinned.

"What are you talking about?" You replied back, looking at him in confusion.

He rolled his eyes, "Come on, we've all seen how you look at each other, you couldn't even look at her after she gave you that tiny compliment!"

You scoffed, "I don't get what's so weird about my reaction." You deadpan.

"M'kay then." He smirked as you both continued walking down to your next class.

The final bell of the day rang as you quickly got out of the classroom, as you just wanted to go back to your dorm and rest. Luckily for you though, it was pouring with rain outside.

You sobbed internally, walking into the rain as you didn't have a hood or an umbrella. That was until, Eve was conveniently walking past on her way to her car.

She quickly walked over to you with an umbrella in her hand, "Y/N honey, you're going to catch a cold, let me walk you back to the dormitory building!"

HONEY. You're officially deceased.

"I don't want to burden you professor, there's no need, it's only a five minute walk; I'll be fine!" You smiled in thanks to her, but she insisted.

So there you were, walking ridiculously close to each other so you could both fit under her tiny umbrella. She was holding you by the arm to assure you weren't getting wet. Well, maybe you were elsewhere, but that's irrelevant.

The walk felt like it lasted forever as you arrived to the dorms, you thanked her profusely and said your goodbyes, walking inside.

You sped walk to your room, plopping your things down wherever there was room.

'ohmygod'

You looked at yourself in the mirror only to see how red your face had become. Why?

Your face smacked into the pillow as you laid on your bed, after changing, and you switched on your phone.

Steve sent a photo

1 New Message

You opened the chat, seeing a photo of you and Eve walking awfully close to each other under her umbrella.

Steve: This is absolutely golden, I'm never letting you forget this!

Y/N: STEVEN SANDLER!!!!! Where did you even find that???

Steve: Don't worry, I took it, so you're in safe hands! 😁

You quickly pressed the call button and he answered almost immediately, laughing at you.

"Show that to anyone and you are literally dead." You whisper shouted into the phone.

"Trust me, far from the jokes, I wouldn't show anyone. Speaking of which, what were you saying about there's clearly nothing between you and Fletcher?" He asked, grinning like an asshole.

"There isn't. She was just... walking me home, cause it was raining." You said casually.

He rolled his eyes, "Okay okay, i'll see you tomorrow, Y/N Fletcher."

The last thing he heard was your cut off scream before he hung up.

God you loved him, but he was a little shit. You smiled fondly before opening up your diary, like you usually did, and started writing.

January 14th, 2019                                                                                                                            

I've noticed something strange happening to me. Today I was completely distracted because of my professor. She called on me in class, and I couldn't even look at her in the eye after she told me I did a 'good job' on answering correctly. She walked me home today as it was raining, but that's just because she felt the need to do it, right? She doesn't actually care. Anyway, Steve is convinced I'm in love with her which I am certainly NOT, she is my teacher for crying out loud. Either way I can't help but deny that she is attractive. I generally do find older women attractive, but she stands out more with those blue eyes and brown hair. Not only that, but her personality. She's kind and caring, never being too harsh on her students. As I said though, I don't have a crush on her.

You closed the book, leaving it on the nightstand as you scrolled online for the next hour, soon falling asleep

Eve approached you with her usual smile, and leaned against your desk in her classroom. She gently grabbed your chin to look at her, kissing your lips.

Her's were soft, as you had expected, and you cupped her cheek as she got closer to you. In a flash you were suddenly in the middle of the Sahara desert with some random woman you'd never seen in your life. Dreams can be weird and disappointing.

#eve fletcher #mrs fletcher #kathryn hahn #agatha x reader #agatha coven of chaos #agatha harkness #eve fletcher x reader #wandavision

[imdoingsortagay]

Dating Eve Fletcher <3

Character: Eve fletcher x reader

A/N: I miss my milf goddess so much so here’s this because more content 🥺🥺🥺

warnings: some smut so no minors below, fluffy goodness because she deserves it, cute dates, R is over the age of 18 ( early 20s )

18+ content below the cut so no minors or you will be blocked

Reblogs, comments likes are appreciated, happy reading Besties

Eve meets you in her writing class, which she was shocked she even still decided to take 

She thought you were super pretty and liked the way you just gave no fucks

The friendship started after she ran into you at the grocery store while she was trying to get some stuff to make cookies and you were there to get food for dinner. 

Eve ends up taking longer than she expected because you found many things in common.

both of you meet before class to get coffee on campus, which is the highlight for her week. 

as the weeks go by and you spend more time together, she ends up developing a little crush on you 

cute little texts to each other, with 

Both of you always sitting in class together all the time

When Margo decides to move the class to a bar one time

Eve was told ahead of time about taking the class to a bar by Margo so she made sure to get a ride to class while you had just decided that today was one of those days where you don’t drive to class.

Eve gets way too drunk one and rambles on about stuff 

How she never got to have an actual youth due to the fact that she had her son at a young age and married you while you just listened to her talk and talk. 

Cute when she just talks 

�� I never even got to experiment at all “ 

Gets you interested because she seems like she’s done a lot from how much she talks with you.

It’s not like your the designated driver for the night so it’s not gonna hurt you to drink. 

Both of you getting super duper drunk, dancing with each other like nobodys watching. 

Drunk Eve doesn’t think, you find out is super handsy too 

Margo gives you both a ride back to Eve’s house ( no way you were gonna go home late and wake up your roommates) and Eve offers to let you sleep over.

After that your relationships takes a more interesting turn as the older woman invites you to come over to your house when you have the free time.

Eve invites you to stay the weekend so you can study for your other classes in a quiet space while she gets some company in the house

Something about what your wearing ( just an old t-shirt and a pair of shorts ) has leave quickly making her way to the bathroom to touch herself

She fails to notice you following her after and you get to hear her moans and whines

Eve gets a little too loud when she cums calling out your name and it met with you at the front door just blushing like crazy.

“ did you really just cum with my name in your mouth Eve ?”

She’s about to apologize when you just go for it and kiss her just to see how she reacts.

After that you drag Eve to her couch just to eat her out and fuck her.

She’s so hot when she holds your head still

After sex you and eve talk, she asks you out since she wants to do it “ the regular way “

“ Eve babe , I would love that “

She’s the one who plans the date 🥺🥺🥺🥺

You ask her out after 3 days and she says yes , a lot of crying involved

Eve loves when you cuddle

Experimenting with Eve when it comes to sex to see what she likes ( not just porn )

Love praise so much any pet names will drive her super crazy

More soft sex than rough sex unless she asks for it one day.

Eve is obsessed with just fingering you while you both cuddle, loves to feel her fingers inside your warm pussy

The best girlfriend ever

#eve fletcher x reader #eve fletcher smut #liz thoughts 💭 #lizs writing #mrs fletcher #kathryn hahn #kathryn hahn imagine

[extremelyboredandanxious]

Curiosity Killed the Cat (1)

Andrew Neiman x Figure Skater!reader

CALL IT FATE, CALL IT KARMA; "Can I waste all your time, here on the side walk?"

a/n: most, if not all of this fic will be written in 3rd person, with some use of "y/n" + reader and andrew are the same age (19)

word count: 500

Present Day

"Are you sure your family will like me?" Andrew asked, "of course they will, they don't have a reason not to!" she responded, "Is attacking my music teacher not enough of a reason?" he countered, "okay first of all, he kind of deserved it, and second, I didn't tell them about that" she said. From his perspective, meeting his girlfriend's family was scarier than performing on stage, or fletcher throwing a music stand at him. His girlfriend's voice snapped him out of his thoughts as she informed him that they've made it. He froze a bit, staring at the brown wooden door as if it insulted him, "hey, you're overthinking, plus this is my dad's side of the family, they're not judgmental" she informed.

Moments later, they were inside the small house and surrounded at a dinner table, the couple sitting next to each other. As usual, her aunties bombarding the two with questions about their career, Andrew still played for Fletcher, becoming the drummer in the core band, performing at bigger venues, as for y/n, she was heading to Nationals with a possible shot in the olympics. Eventually, the big question came "So, how did you two meet?" Her dad asked, "It's kind of a long story" they said in unison and began explaining...

two years before

"Thanks for the ride Eve, I owe you one!" She said as she stepped out of her best friends car, "No problem, see you at practice tomorrow! Eve said as she drove off. As y/n finally reached and unlocked her apartment door, her cat, cheesecake bolted out the room, running down the hall. "Hey! Cheesecake, you little shit, get back here!" she yelled as she chased her cat down the hallways.  After a few minutes of endless chasing, she found cheesecake on the lowest floor entering the drum-room.

As she entered, she made eye contact with the black-haired boy, "is this your cat?" he asked, gesturing to the cat by the ends of his drum-kit, "yeah, sorry about that, he does that sometimes" she responded as she picked it up, "I thought cats weren't allowed in the apartment" he said, although his tone made it seem like he was asking a question. "Well they aren't, but please don't tell anyone, he was a stray and I dont-" 

"It's fine, I don't mind" He replied, a bit amused with his "discovery" of the hidden cat. "Well, what's its name?" he asked, "Cheesecake" she said, "Cheesecake, seriously?" he questioned, "hey! there's a tragic story behind that name you know" she argued, "I would tell you but I'm exhausted and I need to put cheesecake back into my room before I get caught!" she said, "Wait!" he said as she turned, "I got the cat's name before yours" he added, causing her to turn back around, "y/n, and you?". "Andrew" he responded, "Well, goodnight Andrew!" she said as she exited, cheesecake in hand. 

#whiplash #i love this movie #miles teller #andrew neiman #fanfic #x reader #andrew neiman x reader #miles teller x reader #whiplash 2014 #andrew nieman #andrew nieman x reader

[yilinglaozu]

three ships: kang yohan x kim gaon (the devil judge), dongfang qingcang x xiao lanhua (love between fairy and devil), villanelle x eve (killing eve)

first ever ship: the first one I’ve really been emotionally involved in was damon x elena from the vampire diaries

last song: serial heartbreaker by fletcher

last movie: love me if you dare

currently reading: this is how you lose the time war

currently watching: nothing really, I finished the defendant with ji sung the other day and haven’t gotten into anything new since but there’s a lot of shows on my list for when my brain is cooperating again

currently consuming: tea

currently craving: cheesecake

thanks for tagging me @gege, @leedongwook & @icouldhyperfixatehim <3 tag 9 people you want to get to know better: @ashinlae, @fangrui, @xiaolanhua, @nyx4, @yohankang, @thoresque, @talays-portkey, @gusucloud, @belsmultifandommess only if you feel like it as always

#tag games

[getlostsquidward]

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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[aparticularbandit]

i don’t know what happened this was just supposed to be a short little overview headcanon thing and turned into a longer thing so i guess here you go idek what this is.

...eve and agatha settling in on the couch for one of eve’s shows (also sometimes they dancing with the stars, but agatha spends so much time griping during it) and one of claire’s campaign ads pops up.

agatha groans and wants to fast-forward through all of the commercials, but eve stops her.  no, i like hers.  they’re actually good.  sometimes they’re funny!

babe.  they’re never funny.  agatha always gets up when eve decides to leave the commercials, uses it as an excuse to get another bowl of popcorn or another bottle of mike’s (more for general vibes than actually getting buzzed; eve drinks cranberry half of the time, when agatha isn’t calling her an old lady for doing it (or stealing one just to see what they taste like), and agatha usually grabs the peach (or one of the pineapple mixes)).  when she comes back with a bottle and eve still has the governor’s campaign ad going, she leans forward on the back of the couch.  alright.  takes a sip from her bottle.  why do you like this one so much?

eve pauses and glances up.  she kind of looks like you.

agatha’s brows shoot up.  no, babe.  she looks like you.

me?  eve stares at the screen again.  she’s too thin to look like me.  and tall!  i’m not that tall.

agatha points at the screen with her bottle.  yeah, but she’s married to mr. white trash--

you don’t know that he’s trash--

--which fits better with you--

eve slaps her arm.

hey!  agatha steps back away from the couch.  you said it yourself!  ted’s trash!

eve crosses her arms, furrows her brow, absolutely refuses to look up at agatha.  he’s a good dad to his other son.

and not to brendan.  he’s trash, babe.  agatha takes another swig from her bottle.  look, do you even like her campaign?  think she’ll be a good senator?  did you even vote for her?

eve sighs.  let’s not talk about that.  she starts the ad again.

agatha groans and slips back onto the couch next to her.  i didn’t mean to offend you--

hush.  the governor is talking.

agatha scowls and reaches across to pause the commercial again.  you’re mad.  talk to me.

eve grows smaller against the couch than she already is.  i’m not trash.

i didn’t say you were, hon.  i said ted was trash.  you and ted are not the same.

but you said her being married to trash fit better with me--

it was a joke!  agatha shifts closer to eve, and eve just glances up at her.  besides, she murmurs, she’s a little old to be me, hon.  trust me.  if she were my age, i wouldn’t think she was attractive at all.

eve’s eyes narrow.  so now i’m old AND you’re attracted to our governor.  thanks.

eve.  hon.  agatha curls a loose strand of eve’s hair around her finger (the rest is in an untidy bun, high atop her head, leaving her neck very exposed, which is extremely unfair to agatha, and is honestly probably how this conversation really got started).  i only think our fair wonderful governor is attractive because she looks. like. you.

for a moment, eve doesn’t move.  she just stares at the screen, at claire’s face in that running for senate not quite smile.  it’s always so fake.  she knows it’s fake, but she likes to believe that it isn’t.  besides, if everyone always thinks the politician’s smiles are fake, what happens when they aren’t?  maybe that’s a real smile.  on claire, maybe, she’ll believe it’s a real smile.  or at least the closest she can get to under the circumstances of filming however many variations of this there are (and she’s seen quite a lot of them this year).  then she glances over to eve, bright blue eyes meeting eyes just as bright as hers.  really?

mm.  agatha brushes her thumb along eve’s neck.  she’s pretty sure, at this point, that this was intentional.  it has to be.

eve shifts so that she’s angled a little more towards her.  you’re not just saying that.

of course not, hon.  agatha leans forward, breath hot on eve’s neck.  she’s just a politician.  if you ask me, she nips at her skin, you’d be a lot better at the job.

now you’re pushing it.  eve shifts again, easy, leaning back into a more comfortable, more familiar position, with agatha’s hand still on her throat.  she bites her lower lip.  no choking.  you know i don’t like the choking.

agatha brushes her thumb across eve’s neck.  i remember.  she sucks hard enough to pull a whimper from eve’s lips and grins in spite of herself.

can we at least turn the tv off? eve asks, glance moving briefly from agatha back to the screen.  it feels like she’s staring at us.

agatha just shrugs.  let her.  she follows eve’s gaze.  we spend enough time with her campaign ads, she can spend a few minutes with us, don’t you think?

i’m not sure--  but when agatha kisses her again, eve nearly forgets, hand already moving beneath agatha’s shirt to trace her fingers along her skin.  fine, she murmurs.  i don’t care.  let her look.

the tv stays on pause, that awkward sort of politician smile and wide blue eyes staring out, unseeing, as the other two spend the next several...well, reminding each other that, actually, the governor is not at all the attractive one, and they really only have eyes for each other.

which sounds really romantic, but knowing these two, it came out in much less romantic and much more expletive terms.

#musings #bandit fic #I MEAN I GUESS THIS IS A LITTLE SHORT THING BUT IT COUNTS? #and i guess that means it should go into #agave fic #I GUESS? #eve fletcher x agatha harkness #agatha harkness x eve fletcher #agave #agatha harkness #eve fletcher #claire deballa #things i can do without actually knowing anything about claire: THIS APPARENTLY #claire baby i don't even know you and i'm sorry #what even is this #i don't know #claire i'm SO sorry #i don't even know if you deserve better i don't even know you #but i'm SORRY #claire debella #look i spelled her name wrong #SORRY FOR THAT TOO CLAIRE

[syarina]

Favourite Kathryn Hahn's Characters Blogs

Smut~ Fluff~ Angst~ Dark~ Nothing~

Agatha Harkness

The One With The Sick Day

Stupid Beautiful Witch

That’s What She Said

Birthday Mishaps

Tenderness Crisis

Messing Around

Dinner For Two

Agatha vs Cold

Cuddling Day

Painting Day

December 6

Hard Day?

Password

Cheesy

Brain

Imagine Agatha Helping You With Your Cutting

The One With Your Brother

Harkness or Y/L/N

Two Wives

Afterglow

Share My Infinite, pt.2, pt.3

Cold Hands

Business Office Pleasure ~ Omega!Claire x Beta!Jen x Alpha!Agatha

Infect Me With Your Lovin', Fill Me With Your Poison

Dying In Your Lips Is How I Wanna Go

The One With The Late Night Session

Switch!R x Agatha x Sub!Eve blurbs

Make Me Behave Like An Animal

The Very Nosy Neighbour

High School Mean Girl

The One On Her Ship

December 13

The Universe Between Your Hands

Slippery Little Spider, pt.2

Prove Me Wrong, Darling

Claire Debella

Business Office Pleasure ~ Omega!Claire x Beta!Jen x Alpha!Agatha

Sweet Like Candy In My Veins

Fated

Carla Dunkler

Misunderstood Proposal

Imagine Knowing About Carla's Crush On You

Adorable Motivation

Eve Fletcher

Switch!R x Agatha x Sub!Eve blurbs

What You Need, pt.2

I Think I Saw You

Jennifer Barkley

Joy

Coward

Business Office Pleasure ~ Omega!Claire x Beta!Jen x Alpha!Agatha

Olivia Octavius

Worth Every Damn Courage w/ Agatha Harkness

Extra Complications, pt. 2, pt. 3

#smut #fluff #angst #agatha harkness #claire debella #carla dunkler #eve fletcher #jennifer barkley #olivia octavius #female reader

[agathaharkussy]

-–✽ What We Can Get For You ✽–-

Main-blog and Other Fandom Related Accounts:

✧ My ko-fi for those who want to leave little gifts for me 💜

✧ @our-blood-is-our-ink - my main blog. It's chaotic and horny as fuck on there. Just like this blog, it is 18+ only due to the mature and nsfw content that is on it.

✧ Skylar_Inkstone - the AO3 where I have other works up that I don't here

Please note I only write wlw. I will not accept any requests for anything else.

»✧« Please note as well that when requesting from me, I require basic politeness if I'm to honor a request. A "please" and a "thank you" isn't too hard to remember. I am a person behind this screen and will not tolerate people demanding writing of me. »✧«

Fandoms I Write For:

✧ Marvel's MCU

✧ Spiderman: Into the Spiderverse

✧ Mrs. Fletcher

✧ Glass Onion: Knives Out II

Who I Write For:

✧ Agatha Harkness

✧ Agnes Bohner

✧ Peggy Carter

✧ Angie Martenelli

✧ Dottie Underwood

✧ Dr. Oliva Octavious

✧ Eve Fletcher

✧ Claire Debella

✧ Carla Dunkler

Who I Write For but is not Requestable:

✧ Wanda Maximoff - assume that if I am writing her, she is Jewish. (This goes for the rest of the Maximoffs as well.)

Pairings I Write For:

✧ Agatha Harkness x Reader

✧ Agatha Harkness x Wanda Maximoff

✧ Agatha Harkness x Wanda Maximoff x Reader

✧ Agnes Bohner x Reader

✧ Agnes Bohner x Agatha Harkness

✧ Agnes Bohner x Wanda Maximoff

✧ Agnes Bohner x Agatha Harkness x Reader

✧ Agnes Bohner x Agatha Harkness x Wanda Maximoff

✧ Agnes Bohner x Agatha Harkness x Wanda Maximoff x Reader

✧ Peggy Carter x Angie Martenelli

✧ Peggy Carter x Dottie Underwood

✧ Peggy Carter x Angie Martenelli x Dottie Underwood

✧ Peggy Carter x Reader

✧ Dr. Oliva Octavious x Reader

✧ Dr. Oliva Octavious x Agatha Harkness x Reader

✧ Eve Fletcher x Reader

✧ Eve Fletcher x Agatha Harkness x Reader

✧ Claire Debella x Reader

✧ Claire Debella x Agatha Harkness

✧ Claire Debella x Agatha Harkness x Reader

✧ Claire Debella x Jen Barkley

✧ Claire Debella x Jen Barkley x Reader

Alternative Universes and One-shots:

Red contains smut

Blue contains mature themes

White is general

Purple are the characters/ships

✧ Immortal A.H. (one-shot)

✧ Love Me When I Don't A.H. x R (AU)

✧ make me behave//like an animal A.H. x R (one-shot)

✧ A Proposal and a Half A.H. x R (one-shot)

✧ Electric Love (abandoned) || Love so Soft A.H. x R (AU)

✧ What I Sacrifice || What We Gain A.H. x R (two-shot)

✧ Paper Rings || you've got yourself stuck in a moment//now you can't get out || Hearts Made of Starlight, Love Made of Sunshine C.D. x A.H., A.H. x R, C.D. x R, C.D. x A.H. x R (AU)

✧ Zoom Meeting C.D. x R

✧ Princess C.D. x R (one-shot)

✧ Soft Touches In Our Resting Place E.F. x R (one-shot)

✧ I Think I Saw You E.F. x R (one-shot)

✧ Business Office Pleasure A.H. x C.D. x J.B. (one-shot)

✧ Dancing in the Dark Wagatha (one-shot)

✧ Alternatively Wagatha (one-shot)

✧ Journey Wagatha (AU)

✧ An Unhealthy Obsession Wagatha x R (AU)

✧ Routine Cartenelli (one-shot)

Blurbs:

✧ Snapshot One A.H. x R

✧ Snapshot Two H.O. x A.H.

✧ Workout A.H. x K.B.

Inbox Asks:

✧ "I feel your absence in everything that I do alone, in every place I go without you." A.H. x R

✧ "Please... Say something." W.M. x Unrequited R, mentions of A.H. x R

✧ "I don't need your clever sayings!" A.H. x R

✧ "Do you remember our last fued? I wouldn't want someone to lose their life again, would you?" Vampire!C.D. x Reader, A.H. x R, Implied A.H. x Vampire!C.D.

✧ "I've loved you since the moment I laid my eyes on you." A.H. x R

✧ "I can't pretend anymore." A.H. x R

✧ "Have you ever considered how it's making me feel?" A.H. x R

✧ "If you had kept your mouth shut then she'd- she'd still be here!"//"Don't underestimate me. I have far more power than you can even comprehend." A.H. x R

✧ "Hey! I didn't mean it like that!" Paper Rings AU C.D. x A.H. x R

✧ "Please. Please just listen to me." A.H. x R

✧ "I cannot bare to be apart from you anymore." A.H. x R

✧ "I hope you're happy."//"What made you think I cared for you?" A.H. x R

✧ "Can you please stop being so jealous for one second?" A.H. x R, W.M. x R

✧ "Hey, look at me. I'm yours and no one can change that." A.H. x R

✧ "Are you jealous?" A.H. x R

✧ Money, Money, Money C.D. x A.H.

✧ Movie Night E.F. x R

✧ Lunch Break E.F. x C.D.

✧ Desire A.H. x E.F.

#pinned post #sky's navigation

[our-blood-is-our-ink]

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.

#sky writes #c: eve #c: soft!eve #eve fletcher #kathryn hahn #eve fletcher x reader

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Not Demon!Claire and Angel!Reader

BUTTT Eve Fletcher x Obsessed Stalker!Reader

So basically one of your parents goes to the senior center Eve works at. And you soon become infatuated with her beauty. Constantly staring at her every chance you get and stealing glances. Then the stalking begins, you learn her entire schedule. You start to follow her home, research everything you can find about her. That she’s divorced, that she has a college aged son, that she goes to classes. And little detail you try to identify before talking to her.

Though obviously Eve notices something is up, constantly feeling that she is being watch but has no idea. Part of her feelings like she going insane because that would be ridiculous. After all why would anyone try to stalk her.

When you decide to finally talk to her it all goes well. You and her have a pleasant conversation and you analyze her completely. The way her chest moves when she breathes, to the way her lips pronounce the different words she spoke. These conversations continued more regularly and you soon begin to gain Eve’s trust. Become someone she can come too and rely on.

Your goal is to have her all to yourself no matter what.

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OH MY GOD!!! visiting the centre with your parent so often that eve doesn't see any of it as like weird bc she just thinks your such a devoted child and want to look after your parent when in reality you're there for her (an element of it is for your parent bc you wanna look after them).

bunny anon you did it AGAIN. your brain is a work of art

#🐰 anon #c: eve fletcher #anon #asks #incredible thoughts #have not stopped thinking about it ever since i saw this (sorry its been here a lil while) #work's been hectic but today i need to do bloggy stuff and my anxieties crazy intense