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she-walks-on-starlight · 2 months

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Can u write some fluff and comfort for grayson.

i would appreciate it <3

Of course! Thanks for the request - ✨

Duty Bound

a/n: added in some hurt/comfort and a slight touch of angst for this one, it's just how the story came to me :) my requests are still open, send me your ideas I'd love to hear them 😊

Warnings: almost break-up, arguments, feelings of neglect

Summary: Grayson has been busy with work, and you're starting to feel tired of coming in second. When you deliver an ultimatum, will it make or break your relationship?

Word Count: 2k

“I think you are the most beautiful girl I have ever laid eyes on, y/n, and I want to spend my days and my nights making you happy. I will do anything you ask, will take you anywhere you wish to go as long as I can come with you. Just please say you’ll be mine, and nothing could possibly make me any happier.”

A beautiful memory.

You sighed as you packaged the baked macaroni cheese into Tupperware containers and labelled them before putting them in the fridge, yet another dinner you’d eaten alone.

Your cat, Whiskers, wound himself around your legs and staring reproachfully at you with his wide, green eyes. Rolling your eyes, you filled his feeding dish and put it on the floor for him, earning a grateful squeak. You scratch just behind his ears, when you hear the lock turn in the front door and the heavy thud of your girlfriend’s work boots as she finally arrived home.

“I’m home, beloved! Oh, do I smell cheese?”

She appeared in the kitchen archway, her Enforcer jacket slung casually over her shoulder and her pristine white shirt unbuttoned to just above her cleavage. You fix her with faux annoyed stare.

“You do smell cheese…I’ve just put your dinner in the fridge.”

Grayson huffs, running her hands through her messy, silver streaked locks. “I’m so sorry, my love. There was a situation in the Undercity that required my attention.”

You rolled your eyes but smiled. “I suppose I’ll have to let you off then, won’t I? Sit down, I’ll warm up your dinner.”

She obeyed, sitting at your small table as you warmed the macaroni cheese and started a spinach omelette for her lunch the next day. Grayson started unlacing her boots, lightly smacking your ass whenever you passed her because she knew it made you blush. Whiskers however soon realised she was home and pawed at her laces until she lavished him with attention. She looked tired, and you knew she must’ve had a very busy shift. It seemed with every week she was the Chief Enforcer more lines carved their way into her handsome face.

“I swear, more and more Shimmer is being pumped into the Undercity and we still haven’t got a single idea on how, or who is behind it all. Every factory I shut down, two more pop up to replace it! Not to mention how many Enforcers I’m losing to those Shimmer crazed thugs! I’ve had to inform three more wives of their husbands’ deaths today! Three!”

You kiss her cheek and run your hands through her hair, massaging the nape of her neck to help her relax. “I think you need a break, Gray.”

She groaned with pleasure at your ministrations but scoffed at your words. “If I take a break, I think the entire station will collapse.”

You tried to remain bright, placing her meal in front of her and grinning as she dug in eagerly. “Well…maybe we can do something this weekend? Maybe go to that little vegan café we both like?”

“Sorry my love, I can’t. I volunteered to lead a seminar on firearm maintenance on Saturday, and the Council wants me to make an appearance at the charity gala on Sunday.”

“Oh, a gala! That could be fun, it’s been a while since we’ve gone to one, I’ll have to see if I can dig out one of my old dresses…”

Grayson swallowed, eyeing you apologetically. “About that…I’m sorry. I’d like nothing more than to have you on my arm, but as I’m there to represent the Enforcers, it wouldn’t please the Council.”

You try to keep your breathing even, turning back to the stove and flipping the spinach omelette carefully.

“So, I’m not going to see you this weekend at all?”

You hear the scraping of her chair and close your eyes to prevent tears from falling as strong, broad arms wrap around you and the scent of her fresh, citrus cologne fills your nose as she kisses your cheek and your neck, her short curls tickling your face.

“Please don’t be too upset, my love. I have a duty to the people of Piltover.”

You sighed, your entire body filling with leaden disappointment. You were so sick of this. “And what about your duty to me?”

Grayson pulls away from you, her mouth agape. “What do you mean?”

Your hands ball into fists. “This apartment is haunted by you, Gray! I’m only graced with the presence of your shadow!”

“My love, I-”

“You’re always working, and when you’re not at work, then you’re at the gym! It’s like you have no time for me anymore! You’d always rather be doing something, anything else, than spend time with me, your girlfriend!”

Grayson crossed her arms. “That’s not true. My work is very important, beloved. I cannot simply drop everything to indulge in personal leisure.”

“But your work doesn’t have to take over your entire life, Gray.”

Grayson’s eyes were like liquid steel, sharp and cold. “My work IS my life. I have spent years, decades getting to where I am now! I thought you understood that.”

Your chest felt tight, your whole body felt stiff, and a prickling heat was coating your skin. This was a losing battle. Grayson was a woman of honour, a paragon of justice and was bound to her duty. Serving and protecting the people of Piltover was her lifeblood. That would never change, perhaps could never change.

“Then I think I should stay with my sister for a while.”

Before Grayson could reply, you turned on your heel and headed into the bedroom, burying yourself under the duvet and letting your salty tears burn into your face.

The next day had gone by in a blur. Grayson hadn’t been in the apartment when you’d woken up, so you assumed she’d gone into work early. Weary from working so late, but pleased you were able to complete the wedding cake on time for that lovely couple, you stabbed your key at the rusty lock in your apartment door until it finally clicked open and allowed you entry.

The apartment was dark and silent, but you expected that. Grayson was either at her office or she was hitting the gym. Again. The satisfied high from working at your small bakery was ebbing away, leeched from you by the depression radiating from the walls that had once surrounded you with love and warmth. You were too melancholy to cook, so you order chilli oil noodles from your favourite takeout place and trudged into the bedroom.

Opening the wardrobe, you were greeted with several Chief Enforcer uniforms, all starched and ironed to perfection, the belts and buckles gleaming proudly in the dim lighting of the bedroom. You carefully pushed them aside, not wanting to crease them and reached for your jumpers hanging beside them. As you folded them, you tried to ignore the sharp aching of your heart which only intensified when you pushed Grayson’s uniforms back into place on the rail.

You were pushing her out of your life.

You growled internally at the intrusive thought. Grayson had pushed you away first, now you were just letting yourself fall from the impact. If this is what Grayson wanted, then she would reap what she had sown.

On the bed lay your frayed duffel bag, beaten up from the many camping trips you and Grayson took. Used to take. It was open, the soft material hanging apart like a mocking, laughing mouth. However, as you approached it to put the jumpers inside, there was a folded piece of paper that wasn’t there when you’d left for work. As you opened it, you gasped as you recognised Grayson’s efficient scrawl.

Giovanni’s. 7pm. Wear the red dress. Please come.

Your eyes widened. Giovanni’s, a small Italian restaurant where you’d had your first dinner date with Grayson. The red dress she mentioned had been the one she’d slowly peeled you out of that evening, the first time she’d ever touched you like that. It had been the perfect night. Your heart fluttered at the implications of the note. Did she want to recreate that night? Or was this the final goodbye? Glancing the clock, you quickly put on the dress she requested and touched up your makeup before dashing out of the door and hailing a cab.

When you arrived, the waiter smiled knowingly and led you to the private terrace which was lit with candles and fairy lights. There was only a single table, by which Grayson stood wearing a crisp, black dress shirt, matching trousers, and a red paisley tie exactly the shade of your dress. She pulled out your chair for you as you sat, somewhat dazed, and kissed your knuckles before taking her seat opposite you.

Her eyes were serious, her forehead creased with stress. “I came home at lunchtime. I wanted to surprise you, to apologise for my recent behaviour…but I forgot today was one of your workdays. Just another way I’m failing you as a partner, I suppose.”

You reached for her, entwining your slender fingers with her larger ones, the warmth of her hand travelling up your arm and into your chest. “Gray…I-”

“I saw the bag.” Her voice was a whisper, the dreadful confession staining her lips with sadness. “I realised then, that you meant it when you said you were leaving. You were absolutely right. To have driven you to this, it’s unforgivable.”

You can feel your own heart swell at her words, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes as you take in your forlorn lover, such a great, upstanding woman reduced to despair, her eyes pleading and so very remorseful.

“Gray, I do understand-”

Grayson silenced you with a gentle finger to your lips. “Please, my love, I need to tell you. You are the sun that wakes me at dawn, you are the stars that watch over me at night. You are the beat in my heart, the reason I thrive. I love you more than anything I have ever even comprehended. To neglect you this way, is the greatest pain I could have ever inflicted upon myself. You are why I work so hard, so make sure you will always be safe and never have anything to fear. But you were right, I let it consume me. It almost cost me everything I hold dear.”

It's everything you’ve needed to hear, and it takes every shred of your emotional self-control not to burst into relieved sobs. “Gray, I love you. Your sense of honour and your need to fulfil your duty are all part of you, and I love you even more for having these qualities. I just want to be able to share my life with you and know that you’ll always want to come home to me, see me, be with me.”

Grayson leaned forward, cupping your cheek. “I want for nothing more. My soul sings when I am with you, and you alone, beloved.”

Then she kisses you, and it’s just like the first time all those years ago. She cups your face with her warm hands and wipes away any tears falling, her soft lips caressing yours with care and reverence, the two of you pouring your deep love for each other into a kiss that’s been a long time coming. When you break apart, you’re sure you are blushing, and Grayson’s look of pure adoration warms you from the inside out. You eat a beautiful meal and as you stand from the table, Grayson ceremoniously gathers you in her arms, bridal style, making you squeal with surprise and delight.

“Hey! Gray! What are you doing?”

She nuzzles into your neck. “We are going home. I have a weekend of pampering to spoil you with.”

“But what about your weekend obligations?”

Grayson kisses you, tender and slow. “Marcus is leading the seminar on Saturday, and I’ve informed the Council that I will not attend the gala. They will likely not miss the Enforcer representation anyway. Now come, I have many plans for this evening and many of them involve much less clothing. Shall we?”

Sighing contentedly, you rest your head on her shoulder as she carries you away. “Let’s go home.”

#my writing #arcane #lesbian #fanfic #arcane fanfic #grayson x you #grayson x reader #fluff #comfort #hurt/comfort #anon ask #thanks anon!#anonymous #request #angst with a happy ending #light angst

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moriahwritez · 5 months

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Late Night Subway

(Grayson x Fem Reader)

(For more further experience, can add music while reading…or not :)

Hey y’all out there! Am happy it’s a nice and cold day jeez. I want to let you know that I’m glad that I am able to make more and finding more people reading my stuff, including lesbians which is amazing 💜 I want to say thank you for loving my stuff.🤭

Enjoy reading this for today and be doing more hopefully next week since I’m off for break yay!

Gloomy night in Piltover city, their was finally an underground train station that was made for people to get back to their usual home. And one of them is you actually. A lot of folks was already home in their cozy bed, while you just got out of work and you were pretty much the only one there. The subway was dark and green, which showed in the atmosphere. Some of the lights were flickering and some weren’t but dim. The air was musty, thinking none of the workers ever cleaned down there. It felt like you were in Zaun already but weren’t. You just got off from late night working at the main area of the library in Piltover, wanted to go home so so bad. You sat on the bench waiting for the train to arrive….hopefully. This place felt unfamiliar like it wasn’t suppose to be this awful compared what it looked before. All cleaned and perfection. It would be packed everywhere during the day. Maybe this night wasn’t the right time to get pick up. It was now 10pm. You had this deep thought if someone was watching you in the shadow as you kept looking back and forth. Just in a few moments later, you heard someone approaching you. “Sorry to startled you, miss but it seems that no one should be here at this time of night. Where are you heading to at this hour?” The sheriff says coming from behind. “Um home.” You thought for a second it was a creep asking you for something, until you realize enforcers do check on others who are still around this subway area. And she was one of them. “Oh thank goodness I wasn’t the only one here, I was scare for a second.” You took a deep breath from all the anxiety you had. “Dont worry ma’am. It’s my honor and job to protect any citizens of Piltover. May I ask what’s your name, dear?” The big women says. She was pretty much taller and look pretty strong comparing to your size XD Which made you not focus on her question but her whole body figure, til you shake your head.

“Oh uh it’s y/n.” The sheriff smile in pleased. “Y/n, how lovely. I’m Grayson. As you might’ve guessed already that I’m an enforcer in case anything happened here. That’s why I came to make sure everyone gets home safely.” You form a small smile and blush appear on your cheeks. “That’s very nice of you, Sheriff Grayson. I do need to get home actually. I was just afraid something might’ve happened to me. But thanks to you,” you said. “It’s no problem, ma’am. It’s my duty to ensure city of Piltover is safe. Since I’m here, may I walk you home and make sure you arrived there safely?” Grayson says offering her hand at you. You nod, smiling as you hold her hand. “That’ll be lovely, Sheriff.” Grayson offered your hand, gesturing to walk with her as you two saw the train finally arrives. “Follow me. I’ll find us a seat somewhere.” You two walk in and sat at the farthest back corner near the window. The train begin moving on towards the tunnels. While looking through the window, you look back at Grayson, seeing her as she makes sure everything was okay during the train. She saw you look up at her, which made her chuckle and wink at you, as a way of flirting at you. You couldn’t help but lift the palm to your mouth as you turn completely red looking slightly away from her. Oh god.

Later on, Grayson sigh, sitting down next to you. You two talked for a little while to the point, you felt your eyes tired. Letting out a yawn, you tried to stay up but couldn’t. Grayson glance at you. “You seem tired, y/n. Why don’t you lean your head on my shoulder.” You look at her twice, while blinking to stay more focus. “Wha-Really? Your such a sweetheart, Grayson.” You nod at her sweet advice and lay on the side. The sheriff lets out a small hum, flustered by your nice words. Throughout the train, you two were in complete silence. An hour later, train finally stop for your destination. You didn’t know Grayson would do such a thing, which was carrying you in a bridal style, while getting off. It caught you off guard being in this sort of situation. You didn’t say anything but just let it happened. Towards home, you thank Grayson keeping you safe and warm around her. You actually wanted to do more of this with her. So you gave her your phone number in case. You gave Grayson a hug, not wanting to let her go for tonight, but didn’t wanna make things too awkward, so you pull back. “Thanks for bringing me home. Hope to see you another day. Stay safe out there, Sheriff and gets some sleep. Goodnight.” You smile waving at her, but startled when she let you go inside as a way for respect. “Me too, y/n. Me too. Have a goodnight, dear.” Grayson says before walking out and watching the night sky, thinking about you, with a warm innocent smile linger on her face.

“She does like me. Just as much I like her too.”

The end

🥺aww me next Grayson pls

#arcane #arcane fandom #arcane grayson #enforcer grayson #enforcer grayson x female reader #grayson x reader #grayson x you #sheriff grayson #fanfic #arcane fanfiction #arcane fanfic #fem reader #arcane milfs

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thehoundwrites · 1 year

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Nsfw thoughts with Grayson

Currently thinking about how Grayson would coo the gentlest, most loving words at you while the two of you are having the nastiest sex of your life tbh.

"you're so beautiful like this my dove"

While her she uses both hands to spread your pussy, her hoarse voice mixed with the warmth of her morning breath sending shivers down your spine.

"Absolutely precious for Mommy"

She'd smile while ramming her strap deeper inside of you, your ass wiggling in the air in front of her, her fingertips digging into your hips.

"Well aren't you such a sweetheart, just a little louder I want to hear those perfect moans dear"

She's say moving her lips away from your clit for just a moment, tender hands that were just removed from their leather bindings slowly circle your entrance.

"Give it a kiss, with those pretty little lips darling"

She'd say with her pink strap Infront of your face, thick white slime from inside of you still coating it's shiny pink silicone tip.

"you're my special girl sweetheart"

She'd say while cupping your face in her hands and trailing her tongue over your soft body.

#grayson x you #grayson imagine #grayson x reader #grayson smut #arcane grayson #arcane #grayson arcane #enforcer grayson #sheriff grayson

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arclic-stuff · 9 days

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Symbiotic Relationship

PAIRING: Grayson x fem OC

SUMMARY: Besides her agreement with Zander, Grayson communicates with a reliable informant—her ex-wife, Tatianna. Tatianna is a Zaunite Merchant—a caterer by day and a smuggler by night. Together, they try to maintain peace between their cities, benefiting each other greatly and creating a symbiotic relationship they both have been craving.

A/N: Little teaser for a multi-chapter fanfic, very excited. I hope you all enjoy it too!! (P.S Grayson doesn't die at the end hehe)

#fanfic #wlw #arcane grayson x reader #arcane #arcane lol #sheriff grayson #arcane grayson #fanfiction #arcane fanfic #wlw fanfic #original character #grayson x you #grayson imagine #grayson x reader #grayson arcane #enforcer grayson

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auroramoondrop · 11 months

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Im getting to requests for oneshots and things. But, I wanted you all to put asks in for headcanons and such.

So heres who I write for!

Main:

Ambessa

Grayson

Sevika

Ran

Will include:

Mel

Caitlyn

Jinx

Sky

Shoola

And any other female/Nonbinary character you can think of!

I dont write for men usually but If you ask I will consider it. (Last time I said I didn't mind I had a request that is very long lol)

Anyways hope you put in asks!

ALSO SORRY I KNOW PEOPLE HATE WHEN SOMEONE POSTS STUFF NOT STORY/HEADCANON/ ONESHOT OF THEIR FAVORITE CHARACTERS IN THE HASHTAG BUT PLEASE BARE WITH ME

Okay love yall!!!

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24kaidan · 11 months

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Requests?

For those of you asking yes I do allow requests

Requests

Who I do requests for?

Arcane

Ambessa Medarda

Sevika

Jinx

Caitlyn Kiramman

Silco

Grayson

Ekko

Welcome home

Wally darling

Incredibles 2

Evelyn Deavor

The craft

Nancy Downs

Bonnie Harper

Chris hooker

My babysitters a vampire

Rory keaner

the disastrous life of saiki k and disastrous life of saiki k.: reawakened

Kusuo Saiki

Aiura Mikoto

Shun Kaido

Kokomi Teruhashi

Reita Toritsuka

Aren Kuboyasu

What wont I write

Non consensual/ rape

Gore

Incest

Minor smut

Vore

Wally darling smut (I respect Clowns boundaries)

Male reader (I suck at writing for men)

Any weird ass kinks (example feet)

What will I write

Age appropriate Smut

Angst

Au’s

Fluff

Minor fluff

Minor angst

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cassifictional · 2 years

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Pick one - Grayson x reader

Sfw, 600-ish words, g/n reader

Part 6 of 6 of reposting short fics from a larger post over on my other blog @cassifiction. The last one! When I can find the time, there will be 6 more. But they'll be a little different..

“Grayson?”

“Yes, darling?”

“Would you prefer it if I brought you a gift or if we spent some time together just talking?”

You tapped your pen on the magazine you were holding in front of you, closely studying its pages.

Grayson looked up from the book she was reading, sitting beside you on the couch, your legs draped over hers as you leaned back against the side.

“Why? Is it a special occasion?” she looked at the calendar on the wall across the room. “Oh, no. Did I forget something?”

“No, don’t worry. Just curious.” you assured.

“Oh. I see.” she sighed, relieved. “In that case, I suppose would prefer to just spend time with you.”

“Got it.” you mumbled, scribbling something down on the magazine in front of you. “And if you had to choose between receiving a gift from me or receiving a hug, what would you choose?”

“Ah.. uhm. A gift?” she replied, sounding confused. “I would rather have both, though.”

“But what I mean is if you can only pick one. What about- “

“Alright, what are you doing?” she said, trying to look at the magazine you were holding in your hands, but you quickly yanked it away.

“No peeking!”

“I’m not cooperating until you tell me what you’re doing.”

On the pages in front of you was a quiz. You had noticed it in a shop earlier that day and the quiz was something that got you curious. A list of twenty ‘this or that’ questions, a scoreboard for every question. The title “what is your partners love language?” pasted in big letters at the top. At this point in your relationship with Grayson, you hadn’t been able to figure out her love language yet. One day you swore she was all about physical touch, while on other days she would offer to help you with just about anything.

“It’s a quiz. I’m trying to figure out your love language.”

Grayson looked confused. She had clearly never heard of this concept before.

“English?”

“No. I mean, yes, in a way. There’s five of them. Acts of service, receiving gifts, quality time, words of affirmation, physical touch. I’m trying to see which one fits you.”

Grayson laughed, amused and a little endeared by your silly little quiz.

“That’s ridiculous.” she shook her head. “Why pick just one?”

“Because that’s how the test works!” you exclaimed, throwing your arms up in the air. “This is a real thing! I’m just really curious!”

“Alright.” Grayson chuckled. “I know something. I’ll show you.”

“What?”

She silently walked to the kitchen, taking a few dirty dishes from the table with her, gesturing for you to stay put. When she got back, one of her hands was behind her back.

“My love. My dearest.” she said, adding a little extra dramatic flair to her voice, “Because I love you so much, I brought the dishes to the kitchen so you wouldn’t have to. And if I might add, you’re looking lovely today.”

“Okay.. thank you?” you said, a little apprehensive.

Grayson reached out to hold your hand, reaching it up to her mouth to kiss it gracefully. Unusual as this was for her, those soft lips felt really nice against your fingers.

“And I bought these for you today.” she added, producing a pack of cookies from behind her back and placing them in your hand.

“Oh, I love these!” you said, excitedly opening the pack right away.

“I’m not done yet.” she added, “And I cannot wait to spend some quality time with you this evening. There, I believe that makes five.”

“Oh, come on, you can’t just do all of them.” you grumbled. “That’s not how it works.”

“And yet I did.” she said triumphantly, sitting down beside you on the couch again.

“You can’t make me choose. I will be loving you in every language I know.”

#arcane #grayson #arcane grayson #grayson x reader #grayson x y/n #grayson x you #arcane fanfic #arcane imagines #cat writes #queued

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thehoundwrites · 2 years

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In honor of mother's day

"Mothers day gifts"

Sevika + Grayson react to Fem!reader getting them mothers day "presents."

MDNI 18+ ■ TW: Nsfw, Kinks: Mommy kink, choking, collars, misuse of cupcakes, powerplay. I have mommy issues I think is a good warning lmao enjoy

Tagging: @nora-xox (make sure to read their fics btw) @colourfulkidglitter @midnightsk13s @trashbod @biphrogg @trashbod @thebleccbird @petitepersephone

Sevika:

Nights with Sevika were usually rough kinky and passionate, normally she'd want you to use masculine honorifics but she had a feeling you were up to something smirks and giggles so when she came home on mother's day and saw rose petals she just chuckled and went along with it.

You got her a heart shaped chocolate box and a burgandy collar that said mommy's along with lingerie or nothing "Hi mommy I hope you like your presents" she wasn't opposed to being called mommy especially not if her princess got all dolled up just for her.

Honestly she wouldnt even eat the chocolates, they'd end up going on the nightstand for midnight snacks or when either of you got the munchies. She will absolutely soak tonight up, she'd end up edging you a lot more than usual because "you just look so cute when you begging for mommy like a good girl" lots of doting honestly she'll want you to do more for her since it is mommy's day.

She'd end up wanting you to eat her out on you knees eager to please her. Youd ride her strap so she can see your tits bounce "cmon babygirl you get me all worked up so you gotta take care of mommy for her special day. You're such a pretty slut doll, you look so good with your mouth dripping like that. Does mommy taste good?"

She'll play with you as long as you'd let her, she'd want so many things from you like kisses on all her sore muscles because mommy is sore from work, you to take her boots off, to take you from behind and hold you up by your waist face pressed against the wall, and youd be such a good girl for mommy.

She'll probably be more /gentle/ teasing and adoring rather than rough and primal. Its worse she has you heart skipping beats with the way she's talking to you.

Will wear that name out, but will end up wanting you to call her mommy more often good luck.

(yall are arguing on the color like sev doesn't have a collection of shapes sizes and colors she likes the way the pink looks on her but usually uses her thick purple one, but if you're a freak she'll pull her /other/ ones out if you ask nicely. )

Grayson:

She was actually rather a bit annoyed, it was embaressing for you you were lucky you did it when she got home, you got her some baked sweets whether you baked them or bought them she didn't expect it but she felt like she should've.

The minute she got home from work and you brought your sweets out in nothing but an apron that said kiss the cook" there was a big smile on her face. Her eyes stayed soft but shamelessly wandered across the view infront of her taking her time observing every beautiful curve of your body.

"Can you give mommy a twirl, my dove?" She wanted to see your bare ass, won't say it like that but you knew and she knew you knew. You obliged but knew she was gonna play this out for a long time.

She didn't even change out of her uniform her leather gloves were still on her hands when she pulls you onto her lap, and offered her a cupcake. You held it up for her to taste instead she held your hand gentle but enough to keep it still as she licks an stripe of frosting off the top of it, making you hold it for her.

She'd feed you as well the frosting somehow getting all over your face and she'd apologize and put the tray down wiping the frosting off your face with her leather glove and licking it teasingly and telling you to try it. Expecting Expecting to suck on the leather on her fingers.. She'll pull you to straddle her lap your untying your apron so your naked ontop of her "cmon princess grind for mommy"

She'd have you mewling and begging she'll overstimulate you and edge you until you stop her, her glove hands all over your skin she'd finger you with them on if you'd let her. At some point she have you over the table your arms cuffed behind you back eating you out from behind like she hasn't eaten anything in days.

There's much less talking than she usually does, just humphs and grunts and hums and chuckles. She's more passionate less talking tonight, even though she usually is passionate,, shed usually take her time worshipping your body but tonight she wants to make you cum over and over until the only thing you can think about is your mommy.

Notes: it's too late to matter just like my mom :D! Happy mothers day I hope these mommies will help ease your troubled minds.

Part 2 will be Cassandra and Ambessa

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