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ೀ⋆OCT 31ST LEGALLY BLONDE ━━ seishiro nagi + coercion !

୨୧ — caution, you are now watching. seishiro nagi + coercion. there’s no way someone broke up with nagi because he’s too blonde!? poor baby, maybe you could provide a little emotional support…(5.5K)

୨୧ — rated r. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact ! nsfw, heavy smut, dark content, characters aged up to 20s, college!au, strangers to lovers (?), teaching assistant/student relationship, dom/sub dynamics, some switching, reader is lifted up by nagi, coercion, dubcon, handjobs, virginity loss, cherry chasing, oral fixation, mind break, praise kink, creampies, soft sex, clothed sex, unprotected sex, TA!reader, elle woods!nagi.

୨୧ — director’s note. happy halloween my loves! i hope you enjoy the final kinktober fic! its been super fun writing and editing for you all. stay tuned for the bonus in the coming weeks <3 - m.list ⋆ kinktober m.list ⋆ taglist ✧

this law school thing wasn’t all what it cracked up to be.

after the love of his life, reo mikage, had broken up with him for someone smarter, blander and richer than him — nagi had been blessed with the genius idea of following his ex all the way to one of the top law schools in the world. the plan was practically fool proof, the guys at his sorority worked hard to help seishiro study — pulling all nighters for practice tests and rewarding him with naps every time he had gotten a question right.

rin itoshi had even convinced his parents to reach out to a hollywood director so that they could film nagi’s audition tape. it obviously featured isagi and bachira too. nagi had even worn his best designer swim trunks to impress the board of admissions. they’d all been super supportive of the light haired male in his endeavours and were there when he passed his LSAT exam

with all of this combined, he had managed to get in in — if that wasn’t enough for reo, then what was?

the answer? nothing.

reo still wanted that bland, basic bitch his family was marrying him off to. she was sensible, she was rich and seishiro quickly realised that he had only ever been a bit of ditzy fun to reo — a dumb blonde to stick his dick into whenever the time felt right. eye candy and nothing more. balancing his shattering hard with the complexities of law school had been tough for the white haired male and everything seemed to be going wrong. no one would study with him, reo wouldn’t even look at him and his friends back home were busy with the wedding plans nagi so desperately wished he had.

however, that’s when you came along.

after having the epiphany that he didn’t need reo to succeed — nagi knuckles down and studied hard for the law firm internship being offered amongst his cohort. he was relieved to have you as a teaching assistant in the process, not only were you absolutely gorgeous but you were compassionate and empathetic. you were smart, eloquent and everything seishiro wished he could be for his ex.

perhaps that’s what drew him to you, why he followed your every word like a puppy drooling after a treat. you’d been kind to nagi for the entire semester, from helping him out with studying for the internship right down to today, where he would be taking on his very first case in a court of law. it should have been easy, the facts were simple too. the client and fellow fraternity brother (shidou ryousei) was accused of and arrested for the murder of his wife… but something about the events weren’t seeming to add up. nagi couldn’t come up with an alibi either.

it was as if the words; the reasonings, the justification for shidou’s freedom were right in front of grey-scale eyes, only scrambled up like morse code. “how about we take a break?” as if you were a vision from his dreams or an angel from up above, you appear behind nagi’s tall frame as he slumps defeatedly against the hotel room desk — your hands fixing themselves to his broad shoulders for a massage. “you’ve been at this all night, seishiro.”

the law student swears your touch could heal all human ailments, the warmth of your palms seeping into the tense parts of his muscles like a cell performing diffusion — relaxation forming a comfortable fog over his brain. “i know shidou didn’t do it,” nagi defends with a grumpy pout, leaning back into you so that his head rests lazily against your stomach. “he told me… he said he was getting liposuction.”

“we’ll need evidence of that,” you note, jerking your head to the side so that nagi can write it down. this entire time you’d been such a good mentor. “good boy.” something clicks in the light-haired male’s brain, a crackle of electricity shooting down his spine at your praise — swirling around in his guts as if to activate arousal. “run me through the witness statements again.” there’s a sensual lilt to the tone of your voice and your touch cascades from his shoulders up to his neck like a backwards flowing waterfall.

seishiro isn’t sure if he’s making things up or reading the signs correctly — but he knows that there’s some kind of tension bubbling in the air. particles that resemble an aphrodisiac using kinetic energy to collide together, painting the room with lustful colours. “shidou’s step daughter says she heard a gunshot around 2:15pm after leaving the shower, walkin’ downstairs only to find shidou hangin’ over his wife’s body — covered in blood. ugh, this is too much hassle. this doesn’t make any sense!” he tosses an annoyed sigh into quietness of the room, moaning in surprise when you cup the base of nagi’s neck to pull his head up to face you and your eyes meet.

“you need a break seishiro, we can come back to this later,” you hum, the vibrations of your voice laced with sex appeal. as he swallows thickly, the law student’s Adam’s apple bobs under the pressure of your fairy-light grip on his throat — anticipating more from you. at this point, you’re half bent over him as he leans back in the chair, pink tongue slowly darting out to cover your lips in a spit shine. “how about it?”

this feels so wrong. nagi’s cock stirring beneath his slacks at how good and kind you’re acting towards him. no one has ever gotten him this hot before — no one aside from reo. and you were still his teacher, by technicality, it would be wrong for nagi to even consider sucking your tongue down his throat. and yet, he can’t find it in himself to stop the temperature from rising between you, for falling into your dangerously salacious trap.

“y-yeah,” he breathes deep when you squeeze his throat a little to test the waters. “i could do with a break.”

“me too,” you gasp all too agreeably, bending the rest of the way down to capture seishiro’s lips in a searingly hot kiss. just as he wished you pry his mouth open with the tip of your curious tongue — pushing through his plush lips and curling around his own pink appendage. the lip lock is passionate, ravenous despite the mess and spit that you exchange. he chases your lips until he can’t breathe, sloppily accepting anything you give him, letting you lead where he can’t.

he’s never done this before, not like this, not without reo. but in this moment, the silver-blonde doesn’t think he could ever go back to making out with his ex. not now that you’re the one kissing him.

“i-i've never done any of this before.” the blonde gulps, swallowing down the copious amount of spit that builds on the palette of his tongue — looking into your eyes as a sense of hunger dawns on him, as if you’re the very meal he’s set to devour. “not without anyone that wasn’t—“

reo.

sure they’d done stuff together. naughty touches here and there, hands ghosting over boxer briefs and fingers tweaking nipples (sei’s were especially sensitive because of the cute little piercings his ex insisted he get) — but nothing close to actual sex, nothing with a girl, nothing with someone like you. a burning heat, unlike anything nagi’s ever felt before, begins to brew in his lower stomach. his cock rises beneath his pants that suddenly feel all too tight.

nagi’s girth twitches against his thigh as your nails rake their way down his chest and slowly pop open the buttons of his crisply pressed white shirt. it heaves beneath his clothes — heart hammering against its calcium cage of his ribs.

“i can tell, pretty boy.” you soothe him by purring into the shell of his ear, teeth tugging at the softness of his lobe. “but you’re a good kisser though. did reo teach you that?” your lips cascade down to his neck like a gentle flowing river at the same time that your hands delve below the belt to squeeze at seishiro’s swelling erection — testing the waters.

his hips instinctively buck up into the warmth of your palm and a grin spreads across your plush lips at the feeling of his precum soaking his underwater and smearing across your fingers in thick, clingy webs.

white and seedy and he’s nowhere close to cumming. almost like a little virgin.

“have you ever done this before, seishiro?”

the sound of his name, salaciously spelt out on his tongue, earns you a high pitched whine from nagi — his head rolling to the side and his thighs squeezing together with vicious need. “n-no,” he pauses before he grunts out a response and his entire body seizes as you take a firmer grip on his cock — jamming a thumb into his leaky slit to spread his arousal. “but i wanted to i just… reo said not until marriage—“

“— you don’t have to listen to reo anymore.” you announce breathily, setting a steady pace to your fist to jerk him off with. you’ve barely started and yet your hand is already glossed in a slight sheen of pre, soiling your knuckles from its viscousness. it’s so much for someone who’s never gone father than sloppy kisses and grinding while making out. it nurtures a certain seed of satisfaction in your chest to see him so messy so fast. “you can listen to me, sweet boy. do you want this… do you want it with me?”

without letting go of the fat, drippy cock within your grasp — you shift to stand between the desk and nagi’s chair, shoving papers and court notes to the ground in your lustful haze. nagi thrusts lazily into your closed fist as if it’s instinct, following the sensation like a moth takes to a candle light. his grey eyes grow murky like a pond, swimming with desire for you and only you.

who was reo mikage to seishiro nagi? when there was an angel like you willing to feed this inexperienced man morsels of a heavenly pleasure he’s never felt before. the lawyer in training nods at your words like an eager man fallen to siren’s song as bait. “i want you,” he whimpers airily. “i wanna with you.”

you rub down his thick, lengthy dick far enough to have your fingertips briefly brush against seishiro’s sensitive, weightly balls — just pulsing full of seed to give to you. the feeling makes nagi jump up from his seat so that he immediately towers over you. his height doesn’t overwhelm you, not when the towering blonde collapses onto you with a case of the shakes. he trembles above you, supporting himself by using one hand on the table while is mouth sloppily finds your neck to suck on and pacify himself.

“good boy, sei,” you coo, voice as sweet as hot sugar or candy. “i want you too. i always have. you’re such a pure, darling boy. glad to see that it’s true.” your praise is hidden in your soft moans as seishiro licks at the crystalline salt on your bare skin. you’re a little too twisted, taking advantage of his inexperience and his position beneath you as a student, but neither of you seem to care in this very moment.

sweat beads against nagi’s hairline like diamonds on an expensive Chanel necklace and roses bloom across his cheeks with exertion — his hips rise and fall into your sticky fist in fluid motions, changing the steady stream of ecstasy you provide him. your hand is a solace for his aching cock, but you still make your student work for it. make nagi chase you since he only works hard for the things he wants. and right now, he wants to reach the end of the tight rope of pleasure you have him walking on. and to stave off the stormy frustration he feels from the case.

your hand wriggles it’s way into his wet silver locks, dragging nagi’s hungry mouth over yours since he’s so desperate to taste you, to have at you. it shows in the way he roughly grabs your hips too, grip so tight it threatens to leave bruises he’ll have to apologise for later. “ngh… please. g-god. miss…a-angel please,” he stutters, his bucking into your hand faster and harder, back and forth, back and forth through the tight ring of your fist. his bright and angry red cockhead peeks through the other side, glazed in opaque white — it’s a nice feeling, blistering hot and sensitive. “i…hah… gotta—“

nagi’s lashes flutter against your cheek — a strained whine reverbing in the base of his throat while you let him fuck your hands to his heart’s content, let him chase this new pleasure he’s never known. let him fall from the high heavens with blackened and burnt angel’s wings. you make him sin, for the first time ever. something about this should feel off to nagi, his law teacher taking advantage of him like this — but at this point, he’s too far gone, drowning in a hellfire of lust.

mocking his moans, your mouth falls open in one of your own as you follow along with the pitiful expressions crossing the contours of seishirou’s face. “what is it, sei? what do you need?”

the room is too hot. your bodies against each other are temperate in the sex tainted air — accompanied by wet slapping sounds from your hand around his throbbing cock. “n-need to let go. it h-hurts,” he sniffles out, forcing his tongue into your mouth again to calm himself down. the more you speed up, remorselessly jerking him off, the closer nagi gets to the end of his own tether. this sensation is unfamiliar, the crumbling foundation of his orgasm coming crashing down as you fling droplets of his precum and arousal about the place — some of it landing on your clothes, the desk and discarded papers.

again, neither of you care.

“surrender to me baby, it’s okay. i’ve got you.” guiding the pale blonde through his first ever orgasm, you pour your heated words into his slobbering mouth — tongue running over his pearly white teeth and tangling with his drool coated tongue. that’s all sei needs to hear before he crumples against you with a shout — the first wave of his high crashing over him and pulling him under.

it’s world shattering, brain melting as he cums. his abdomen contracts under your never-ending touch, ropes of hot white dribbling from his stimulated tip like a tap that keeps running. nagi swears he almost blacks out, falling dizzy and victim to your lustful charms as he twitches and cums and cums into your soiled palm.

“f-fuck,” a soft whimper bubbles up on his raw bitten lips, stuttered out in suprise. “w-what was that?”

“you orgasmed for me, sei, so pretty baby.” comes another set of your gentle praises. he feels his entire body wrack with a shakes at your words, his cock doesn’t dare to soften either. “you look so good when you cum.”

his greyish-brownish eyes roll back into his skull when you let him go, his tip slapping against his clothed tummy. the brush of his cotton shirt against the slit on his tip makes him writhe from the sensitivity. “c-can i cum for you again? promise i’ll keep being good.”

“of course,” you grin, proud that to have corrupted the poor boy. “are you okay to let me touch you again or do you want it now?”

“touch me. now.” he growls, gripping your hand and guiding it towards his dribbling shaft, aiding the movement of your palm around him to start slow and lazy — working seishiro up into a heat once more. this time, the way your hand languidly jerks him off is made smooth by the evidence of his last orgasm, which you now use as lube. if you weren’t pressed for time and with a court case first thing tomorrow, you would have gotten onto your knees to clean up his copious amounts of mess.

you quickly reduce him to a babbling mess against you, drool laden on his tongue and dripping onto his skin as you drive your thumb over nagi’s hot tip in tight circles with your free hand — touching what doesn’t fit in the other. “reo treated you so badly, poor baby,” you mewl sweetly, kitten licking at his pulse point just below his neck. “you work so hard, you deserve so much better. you deserve me.”

he believes you, blindly and naively. nodding tenderly despite the way he widely fucks both of your hands as if they’re a makeshift hole — warm and slick, all for him. dopamine shocks him at the stem of his brain, spreading throughout his body like a wildfire only you can tame — it burns so good and feels even better to have your dainty, perfectly manicured fingers wrap around his chubby girth so deliciously.

for a moment, you let seishiro go to squeeze at his heavy breeder’s balls — noticing the way they pulsate in your palm to signify the pale blonde’s second impending orgasm. “i think…hah… i think ‘m gonna… c-cum! again!”

pushing at his shirt, you press a kiss to the creamy skin of nagi’s shoulder and hum pridefully. “thank you for letting me know, sweetheart. cum for me. give it to me.”

with your permission granted, another blinding ecstasy takes over nagi, and he falls victim to you and your merciless hands once again. blood rushes through his ears like a storm surge, drowning at your angel coos while you guide him through his high, never letting up as you palm him through it all. he quivers and his knees buckle, shooting a hot and hefty load of seed all over your hand and clothes and the papers nearby. “o-oh! fuck…” nagi chokes on a weak sob, bleating like an innocent lamb at the slaughter house while he weighed against your shorter frame — allowing you to bare the brunt of his weight and height.

he’s so pretty when he cums, silvering blonde locks matted to his forehead by sweat — cheeks pink and lips swollen and red. if you could, you’d swallow him whole and selfishly devour your student for all that he has to offer. silly little blonde, stupid for trusting you, for wanting to fuck you.

your hand doesn’t slow around his pulsing cock but instead speeds up, digging your thumb into his oozing slit as arousal pearls at its centre once more. “n-no, s’too much.” seishiro cries quietly, tears stinging a pathway down the apples of his milky cheeks. “it hurts.”

“poor you, poor baby.” you say harshly, mocking the poor blonde’s sniffles and hiccups. he’s exhausted and frustrated but doesn’t dare to pull away — his hips running after your hand hungrily. “you’re so cute sei, panting for me like a bitch in heat, fucking my hand like the dumb little blonde you are.” he hisses at the overstimulation, gargles on spit as it floods his mouth to accompany his appetite for you.

“i’m not…ngh… ‘m not dumb.” he whinges in response and before either of you know it, seishiro is cumming again. hard. soiling his lap with abundant amounts of white. his chest heaves as he comes down, collapsing against you. he might deny it later, but being dumbed down and reduced to a stupid blonde seemed to really do it for him.

finding his lips again, you soothe nagi with short and sweet kisses that grow more feverish by his own demand. all of a sudden you find yourself pinned to the desk below with the tall blonde between your instinctually parted legs so that he can grind against your panty clad core. “you’re…you’re right,” you say, breathing deep through your nose as your composure threatens to fall apart. “you’re so smart, sei. you’re the best lawyer on our team but…” bucking your hips once, you lower your voice by an octave so that your words slip through his ears like molten chocolate. “you’re acting like a dumb slut right now. don’t you wanna be my dumb slut, sei?”

his palm flattens against the mahogany desk just above your head, caging you in against its cold surface. “y-yes i do, oh fuck. please lemme fuck you. lemme be inside. i’ll be good.”

“are you sure, baby?”

“please—“

“but sei,” you brush a stray hair that curls at the centre of his forehead, the dumb blonde looking down at you with swimming grey eyes because he’s so needy. “it’d be your first time…”

his face scrunches, nose crinkled at its bridge and brows knitted together in frustration. now that nagi’s had a taste of your sinful elixir he can’t seem to stop, you’re like a drug an addict can’t quit. something that could ruin his life or future prospects if he doesn’t get help. and yet he can’t look away, can’t pull his body away from yours and his achy dick from between your thighs — instead leaning closer so that it sinks between your plush pussy lips.

nagi licks his lips, tongue rolling over his bottom one as he pants desperately. “please angel,” comes his broken beg, hanging pathetically in the sex tainted hair. “i need you. need it so bad. please please please— mph—!”

satisfied with his begging, you shove a set of cum soaked digits past the swell of seishiro’s pretty lips — chuckling darkly as his tongue laps over and in between them, and he whines at the salty taste of his arousal on your skin. “atta boy,” you coo, thrusting deep into the hot cavern of his mouth until the pale blonde gags around you, swallowing your fingers down like they’re a cock. he sucks so obediently, so desperately as if to please. like a good student too — and all the while, you work on kicking off your panties and flipping up your skirt so that he can get a nice rewarding view of your glistening cunt.

“c’mere,” you reach out to the blonde and he leans into you, letting you wrap an arm around his shoulders to keep him in place. “sei,” you gasp at the first contact of his thick, long shaft against your throbbing wet mound — mouth agape as if you’ve taken a gunshot wound to the chest. “do you know how to do this, smart boy? do you know how to fuck?”

nagi nods, pressing his forehead to yours while his hips jut forward on their own and his seedy tip brushes against your pearling clit so deliciously. at first, his movements are lax and the room is filled with the lewd squelches of your sexes moving over one another, but your breathing soon grows ragged and the salacious bump and grind becomes stickier and wetter.

“u-uhuh.” he mumbles in response.

he’s so good for you even when his mouth is full and his mind is dazed, sucking on your fingers while he lets you overwhelm him. however, the blonde is only so well behaved and patient, and it’s not long before he slips his girth past the tight ring of your entrance without any warning. his fingertips dance up to your waist, grabbing at the fat there and using it as leverage to drag you to the edge of the table so he can sink into you further.

“oh…fucking hell!” you whimper wetly against the junction of nagi’s neck, nails digging into his shoulders to steady yourself while he sets the pace to your sinful dance. he’s bigger than what you expected (despite mapping his girth out with your hands), stretching your sloppy walls wide to accommodate for his size. you don’t complain, however, eyes rolling as he brushes up against pleasure spots you could never reach on your own. “o-oh baby, fuck me.”

you pull your fingers out of his mouth with a lewd pop, desperate to hear the symphony of his sweet, low and sexy moans instead of having them muffled by your fingers while he fucks you for the first time. the pale blonde can hardly believe it — having your warmth wrapped around him and your cunt drool down on him like a waterfall.

the law student throws his weight into fucking you, bullying his way into the deepest parts of your womb to slothfully fuck up your gooey insides. your cunt, your moans, your whole body has some kind of control over nagi — dumbing him down and reducing him to a sex crazed mess. to the point where he can’t even remember his ex’s name. he’s a mop of pale blonde hair and sweaty clothes, entirely hunched over you.

“y-you’re so tight,” he tells you in a dreamy sigh, lost in the heat of your core. nagi’s grabs at your pudgy thighs and drags you back and forth onto his dick, the new deepness to his thrusts causing you to squeeze and froth around the fat base of nagi’s cock. “hah, feels so…so good.”

wrapping your shaky legs around his slender waist, you offer up the same treatment to nagi — pulling him close to the point where he’s buried in your sluice sex right up to the hilt. his precum smears against your ribbed walls and his broken whimper echoes around your hotel room. “that’s it, fuck me like you fucked my hand, sweet boy.” lust sparks against your sex slicked bodies, your breasts bouncing with every one of nagi’s calculated yet sloppy thrusts. you can’t get enough of one another, clinging and clawing at one another’s bodies madly. “you can do it, prove to reo that you don’t need him. only me.”

“o-only you.” nagi repeats weakly, tucking his face into your neck as he pounds you to the high heavens. the desk creaks beneath the force of his thrusts, threatening to break at the nails and bolts that hold it together. his eyelashes flutter against your skin, his low and deep moans mixed with high pitched gasps send a hot rush of dopamine across your brain and it really is all too much.

nagi’s already cum three times and managed to fold you in half over his desk as a virgin. he feel as though he might break with how much he loves this, loves fucking you senseless. another fresh set of tears burn tracks down his face and gather in his unfairly long lashes as they tickle your skin. he hiccups and heaves against you, whilst his breathing grows ragged every time his glistening cock escapes the snugness of your tight pussy, precum stringing along your puffy folds.

“so good baby, s-so fucking good!” your voice is broken and husky as you praise him, making his dick pulse against your g-spot over and over again. you’re fairing no better than he is, your skin blistering hot to the touch and bruised from how tight your student is gripping you — pulling you back onto his cock.

the pale blonde feels though he might burst, cream your insides like he did your hand and ruin that pretty skirt of yours — the one that sticks to his pelvis because of how close your bodies are. it’s rubbed him raw while he fucks you raw. “‘m i the best?” seishiro asks, cherishing the embrace of your viscous walls, his shaft coated in a crude mix of white as it froths from your tight little hole. “t-tell me i’m the best…”

“t-the best i’ve ever had! f-fuck, sei!” you squeal in response, only egging the law student on, babbling your praises while fat droplets of your arousal flies about the place — painting nagi’s pelvis in a shiny gloss, curling in his white happy trail as well.

“‘m the best. i’m the best for you.” grunting from the exertion and the very force of his own thrusts, seishiro wraps both of his strong arms around your middle and stands up from the table — taking you with him. at the new angle, the coil in your stomach only tightens and you fling your arms around his neck to prepare yourself for what’s to come next. “s’not enough, not deep enough. fuuuck you’re so wet and warm. i-i can’t,” he drawls lowly, nipping at the shell of your ear on instinct.

that’s when seishiro begins to use his sheer strength to lift and drop you back onto his thick girth, fucking up into you at the exact same time. “g-good god!” you cry out, your impending orgasm prickling at your pelvis — shooting down each section of your spine. all of it only serves to spur nagi on.

“give me your fingers,” he demands huskily, cantering into you from bellow — your juices running a steamy track down his heavy balls as they harshly smack against your peachy ass. “wan’ suck on ‘em. give ‘em.”

you don’t have time to register his ask because he grabs your wrist before your mind can even catch up (too occupied with the way he’s churning up your guts) and has two of your fingers in his eager little mouth — sucking on them diligently. you shudder as nagi runs his tongue between them, coats them in spit and drool that tracks across his chin once he’s done with them.

“touch yourself for me?” he pleads through a wet whine, almost too innocently. “wanna see you cum this time.”

it’s only then that you realise he’s been holding himself back, staving off his orgasm so he can see you writhe and gush all for him. the overstimulation must be burning at his brain, sizzling off his nerve endings and it’s probably more than the dumb little blonde virgin can take. so you do as he asks, trailing your spit slicked fingers between your bodies as they grind down on one another and you with your sensitive clit, pulling its hood back to draw tight circles over the pleasure nub.

“o-oh! seishiro!”

“that’s right, touch yourself f’me. wanna see you lose it like you make me lose it,” he moans softly constraining with how rough nagi pounds up into you. one of his hands slips from your hips to grope at your ass, pushing you down on him and forcing his cock to grind against that one special spot threatening to make you break. “‘m sorry,” he whimpers as though he’s going to cry. “d-don’t think i can hold back, angel.”

“then don’t,” you gasp at the new friction, holding onto your last strings of sanity as you fumble with your clit tucked away between your ravaged folds. “i know you wanna cum for me, sei. l-let go, yeah? wanna see you break for me, like a good blonde slut.”

your encouragement doesn’t give seishiro much choice, and while he’s in control of your bodies — his lean, strong frame anchoring you down onto his cock as it bullies your insides, you are in control of his mind. you destroy his train of thought, ruin the self-made man he was and send him tumbling into his final high. nagi’s orgasm breaks the surface viciously, pouring another load of his cum against your ripe and rippling walls. there’s still so much of it, the warm and viscous white seeping from your cunt and smearing all over your hot mound.

the force of nagi’s high is so strong that he nearly drops you, just about managing to pin you safely to the desk once more. he’s still cumming and cumming and cumming — but that doesn’t stop him from thrusting into you hard and fast, desperate to trigger your orgasm so he can reward himself. it doesn’t take long, he’d already had you seated on the edge before his mind had shattered to pieces just from fucking you.

you gush down his length and all over what remains of your shitty case notes (he probably didn’t need them anyways) with a pornographic shout when you finally hit your peak. it’s like the crescendo of a beautiful song — the world around you spinning and flashing white as you squirt and gush for the white haired lawyer.

“f-fuck.” you giggle with a soft smile, fatigue washing over the both of you come down from the gates of heaven — crashing back down to earth with ecstasy still buzzing in your veins. “good boy, sei. you did so good for me,” you hum softly. “do you feel any better?”

seishiro looks up at you from where his heavy frame has collapsed on your chest — clothes sweaty and askew, and offers you a lazy grin in return. “better,” he mumbles meekly and kisses a slither of your exposed skin, still grinding his seed into you as if to make sure it sticks. “thank you.”

bringing a hand up to toy with his hair and soothing him, you nod. “good, we should get some rest, you’ve got a big trial tomorrow, pretty boy.”

“do you think I can do it?”

“i know you can, sei.” you scratch at his scalp. “i meant it. what i said earlier. you’re the best lawyer on our team. shidou’s defence stands a pretty good chance.”

nagi grins once more, only this time he leans up to press a chaste kiss to your unexpecting mouth — pouring all of his gratefulness into it.

because thanks to you, he feels more confident about the trial, — almost as if he’s won the trial already. and even if nagi goes lose, at least he’s won you over.

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the-scarlet-witch-22 · 3 months

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Love and Liabilities: Chapter Two (Agatha Harkness/Fem!Reader)

Summary: The weekend before your last year of law schools begins, you celebrate the end of your summer associate position, where you meet an intriguing woman at the bar.

Word Count: 6.6k

Tags: 18+ Minors Do Not Engage!! Smut, dirty talk, light degradation kink

A/N: Hello! I’ll be in rehearsals this weekend so I’m updating a few days early. This chapter, as well as the next few, will be set in the past and marked accordingly. Thank you so much to everyone who read chapter one, I’m so glad you enjoyed it! If you’d like to be added to the tag-list let me know. As always, I hope you enjoy and feel free to let me know what you think. 🩵

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Ten Years Prior

There was something so enticing about law school. Every attorney you ever met would warn you not to pursue law. It was their biggest regret, they would bemoan, and share horror stories of mountain high piles of readings and difficult exams that would slowly weed out the unworthy. The hundreds of thousands of dollars you would invest that wouldn’t guarantee you to pass the ever dreaded Bar Exam. The world of law was much like a game of cat and mouse; with the law student being the meek mouse and the demanding law professors and your fellow students as the prowling cats. Despite the many, many, many warnings, you ignored them.

You were the first person in your family to decide you wanted to be an attorney, so you were shocked to learn the vast majority of your classmates already had major ins to some of the top law firms in the country. It didn’t seem to matter that you received a top LSAT score, or that you were also accepted into one of the top law schools in the country, just like them. None of that mattered, you were already hundreds of steps behind everyone else. So, you conditioned yourself to work even harder. Endless hours of studying in the library, attending every office hour your professors would offer, taking any opportunity you could to network with any attorney who would reply to you on LinkedIn.

There was an even more alluring pull for you to get into corporate law, or “Big Law.” It wasn’t just the temptingly sky-high salary, or the perks that came with working for a major firm, it was the reputation. The attorneys who worked in corporate law were practically guaranteed a job in whatever other field or firm they wanted to move to next, due to the prestigious reputation they’d previously acquired. Unfortunately, you were competing against the majority of your classmates, most of whom had those direct family connections. Your ambition would always get the better of you, as it merely made you work even harder.

Eventually it paid off, as you received a summer associate position at the end of your second year at the top corporate law firm in Manhattan, Stark & Strange. You spent your summer working alongside some of the more powerful attorneys in the industry, and received paychecks that were larger than anything you had ever seen prior. The firm paid for an Uber Black to take you to and from your shoebox law school apartment, and even gave you a free gym membership. Practically every meal was comped, as you were wined and dined at restaurants where the bill cost more than your rent. It was a foreign world to you, the grueling hours made up for by designer handbags and any luxury you never dreamed of being able to afford, especially not on a summer associate’s salary.

You made a point to stay as late as they needed, and always volunteered to assist various attorneys with whatever work they needed done. Most of it was grunt work, like looking over a contract for typos, or printing hundreds of documents, but you soaked everything up like a sponge. Despite the many hours you spent at the firm, you hardly ever saw the men whose names were on the building, Tony Stark and Stephen Strange. But, you were making good connections with a few of the other attorneys.

Maria Hill, one of the senior attorneys, usually requested for you to assist her on projects. She was only slightly terrifying, and practically ran the firm like the Navy. But, she was extremely knowledgeable and always made a point to introduce you to anyone she deemed important enough. Towards the end of the summer you were working on a tedious editing assignment from one of the junior attorneys, when Maria sent you an email to stop by her office before the end of the day. This wasn’t entirely unusual, as she sometimes wanted your help with a last minute deal, and she would almost always DoorDash whatever meal you wanted if you stayed long enough.

Once you finally finished your assignment, you packed up your belongings and made your way to the top floor where Maria’s office was located. Stark & Strange was a towering skyscraper in the center of Manhattan. Even though you were in a smaller office with a few of the other summer associates, you still had a breathtaking view of the skyline. Many called the design a waste of time and money, but those people clearly never met Tony Stark. No expense was spared when designing the project, and Maria told you it took over a decade to complete. But, when you’re a multimillionaire attorney, money was but a mere object. The hallways were becoming more familiar as the weeks passed, and it was a bittersweet feeling when you remembered your time was almost up.

The door to Maria’s office was slightly ajar, but you still knocked and waited for her curt response for you to enter. She was sitting at her desk, her dark hair pulled back in a tight bun, glasses hanging low on her face as she appeared to be typing. Her office was one of your favorites, it was so open and had a comfortable atmosphere. She had a variety of plants placed throughout the room, and you figured she must have a green thumb, but her paralegal once quietly shared how Maria often committed one of the worst sins of gardening…overwatering. You awkwardly stood near the doorway, contemplating if you should come back when she appeared to be less busy.

As if she sensed your hesitation, she gently shut her laptop, and placed her glasses on the desk, looking up at you. “Sorry about that, Stephen needed a contract updated before tonight.” She motioned to an empty chair. “Come, sit.”

Taking a seat, you nervously folded your hands across your lap, setting your bag on the ground next to your feet. “So, you wanted to see me?”

“I did,” Maria confirmed, giving you a curious glance. “Your last day is tomorrow, right?”

You nodded, and felt a twinge of sadness at the thought. “My first day of classes is next Monday.”

Maria hummed, a thoughtful appearance on her face. “This is your last year of school?”

“Yes ma’am,” You replied, unsure of why she was asking you this.

“Tony and Stephen like to take out a select group of the summer associates every year for celebratory drinks,” Maria explained, and you swore you saw her roll her eyes ever so slightly before adding, “It’s mostly an excuse for Tony to brag more about the firm, but the drinks are free, and strong.”

Your eyebrows furrowed, you didn’t realize they were having another dinner. “Oh, well that sounds nice.”

Maria nodded before continuing talking. “They usually ask the senior attorneys to each invite one of the summer associates, and my pick was you.”

You felt your eyes widen, she picked you? Shaking your nerves aside, you gave her a wide smile. “Thank you so much, Ms. Hill. I’m honored.”

“It’s my pleasure,” Maria insisted, standing up and motioning for you to join her. “I know I’ve asked a lot of you this summer, but you rose to the challenge.”

Lightly blushing, you waited for her to grab her briefcase before you followed her out of the office. “I didn’t mind, I actually really enjoyed all of it.”

“I’m glad to hear it,” Maria said, and she seemed sincere. “I believe Tony made the reservation for eight o’clock, but I’ll send you the details in the morning. Thank you again, I’ve appreciated your help.”

The elevator doors opened and you bid her farewell, as she went down the hallway to see if her wife was still working or was wrapping up. You could hardly believe it, sure you were sad that your summer was just about up, but you were one of the few associates selected for a special night out with all of the top attorneys and partners. A few of your classmates told you the partners would occasionally extend job offers to the top performing summer associates for when they graduated and passed The Bar, but you knew there was a slim chance of that happening to you.

Your last day flew by. You weren’t assigned much actual “work”, instead you spent most of the day chatting with the other summer associates and a few of the junior attorneys. Before you knew it, you were signing out for the last time, and handing in your key card and laptop on your way out. Maria had her paralegal forward you all the details, the bar they selected was yet another establishment you normally wouldn’t be able to afford, The Raines Law Room at The William Hotel. One of your roommates went there once with her parents, and gushed about how pretty and unique the space was, so you were excited to see it for yourself. The firm had allotted you one more Uber on their card, and you fully intended to use it.

The drive was surprisingly short, as traffic was relatively light for a Friday night. You sent your roommates a text reminding them that you’d be out late, before focusing your attention out the window. It had almost been three years since you moved to New York for law school, against your parents wishes, and you were still in awe of it. Yes, it was filthy, and there were rats and cockroaches galore, but every major city was dirty. New York was full of history and culture; there were thousands of places to explore, and millions of other people who were trying to find where they fit into this beautiful, messy story. You couldn’t imagine living anywhere else.

You arrived at the bar just before eight, you had a habit of needing to be early for every social function you attended. The Raines Law Room was everything your roommate described, and even more so in person. It wasn’t the usual type of bar you’d go to, and it was broken up into multiple rooms with the actual bar in the center of it all. Many of the rooms were furnished with bookcases and cozy, expensive furniture that reminded you of a library. It didn’t take you long to find your group, as Tony had apparently rented one of the private rooms. There were only around twenty people in attendance, Maria wasn’t kidding when she told you it would be a small gathering. You recognized two of the other associates who had been invited, Kate Bishop and Yelena Belova, and you gave them a friendly wave.

Maria was in the corner of the room, sitting on one of the couches with her wife, Natasha Romanov. You’d only briefly encountered the redhead, as she did a lot of international travel for the firm. They were speaking with Tony Stark, the latter who appeared to be at the end of telling a very animated story. Maria noticed you lingering, and waved you over once Tony finished talking. You awkwardly made your way over, trying not to trip in the process; you’d always been terribly clumsy. There was an empty spot next to Maria, so you took a seat.

“I’m glad you could make it,” Maria warmly greeted you. “Do you remember my wife, Natasha?”

“Of course, it’s great to see you again,” You said to the woman sitting on the other side of Maria.

Natasha offered you a small smile, wrapping her arm around Maria’s shoulder. “Maria’s been telling me all summer how much of a help you’ve been, and believe me, she doesn’t praise just anyone.”

Maria nudged Natasha’s shoulder. “That’s not true, I just have high expectations, unlike someone.”

Natasha playfully rolled her eyes. “Right, of course dear.” She turned to Tony, who was scrolling through his phone. “Have you met Maria’s young mentee, Stark?”

He looked up at the mention of his name, and his eyes landed on you. “Oh right, I remember you. Maria’s been raving about you for the past few months, and Natasha’s right, that’s a pretty rare occurrence for her.”

Maria glared at him, clearly unamused. “Funny as always, Tony.”

Sticking out his hand, you took it and gave it a firm shake. “Thank you so much for the opportunity this summer, Mr. Stark. I’ve learned so much.”

Tony waved his hand in dismissal. “Don’t mention it. Have you met my other platonic, legal half? He’s probably lurking around here somewhere.”

“Most likely avoiding you,” Natasha quipped to Tony, her eyes scanning the room. “Looks like he’s over by my sister.”

Her sister? You turned your head to look around the room, until you saw Stephen lightly conversing with Yelena. You didn’t realize she was Natasha’s sister, and Natasha seemed to note your confusion.

“Yelena doesn’t like people to know we’re related,” Natasha explained, her tone more gentle as her eyes were locked on her sister. “She thinks people will say she only got the position because I work here.”

“Well she’s not entirely wrong,” Tony offered, ignoring the glare Natasha gave him, before wildly waving his arms to get Stephen’s attention. It didn’t take long for Stephen to notice, and you watched him frown.

“Did you need something, Tony?” Stephen questioned, annoyance clear by his tone.

“Well you keep lecturing me on not offering the summer associates jobs without you being present,” Tony pointed out, “God forbid I have any fun.”

“I only told you that because you once tried to convince half of them they could only have the job if they signed a contract saying they could only refer to you as their Overlord,” Stephen pointed out, and Natasha briefly snickered before Maria shot her a disapproving look.

“It was a joke!” Tony exclaimed, pointing at you. “Back me up here, if I told you that, you would know I was joking, right?”

“Um…” You trailed off, your brain replaying what he had just said to Stephen about jobs. “I’d probably have to read the contract first.”

Tony sighed, “The world isn’t what it used to be. Fine then, Strange, you’re up.”

Stephen sat down next to Tony, and just like the latter did, he stuck his hand out for you to shake. “It’s nice to formally meet you. Maria’s kept us up to date on all the work you’ve been completing. How have you enjoyed your summer at the firm?”

“It’s been the most wonderful opportunity,” You raved, wondering if this conversation was heading where you desperately hoped it was. “I’m so grateful for everything I’ve learned.”

Stephen nodded, “We’re always happy to see our summer associates take the opportunity to use all of the resources we have available. Now, at the end of every summer, we like to ask our senior attorneys if they would like to refer anyone for a job. Maria, as well as a handful of others, all recommended you.”

Your brain short circuited, not quite believing what you were hearing. “You’re offering me a job?”

“We’d like to invite you to join the firm as a junior associate once you’ve graduated and passed The Bar,” Stephen continued, and you felt faint. “It’s a written offer that we can send to you on Monday morning.”

“That you’ll have one of the paralegals email out on Monday morning,” Tony corrected him before looking back to you. “What do you say? Do you want to join the greatest firm in the city? The salary is competitive, of course. Full benefits and all.”

Natasha snickered again, only this time Maria didn’t try to stop her, and you remembered how Maria mentioned Tony liked to take this time to brag. There were so many emotions swirling around in your head, but you were mostly in shock.

Stephen seemed to notice you were overwhelmed. “You can take the weekend to think it over, and take a look at the offer on Monday. I’m sure this is a lot to take in all at once.”

You nodded, grateful for that. “Thank you so much, Mr. Strange, Mr. Stark. I’m so thankful for the opportunity.”

“We’ll talk on Monday,” Tony reiterated, standing up, and practically dragged Stephen with him. “Congratulations.”

“Thank you so much,” You acknowledged Maria, who had been quietly conversing with Natasha. “I honestly can’t believe this is really happening.”

“You deserve it,” Maria insisted, relaxing ever so slightly against Natasha. “Congratulations, and I hope we’ll be working together again next summer.”

“You’re getting soft in your old age,” Natasha lightly teased her wife, giving you a wink. “Congratulations, and good luck on your final year of school.”

You thanked them both for a final time, before letting them have some privacy. There were still so many thoughts rushing through your brain, and the room was so bright and so loud, you needed to clear your head. As you started walking out of the room, you entered the main bar and decided that you didn’t need to clear your head, you needed a drink. The bar was fairly quiet, with a few patrons scattered throughout the room. You made your way to an empty stool, and waited for the bartender to finish making a drink before you ordered a vodka tonic.

There was hardly anyone else sitting at the bar, except for a woman a few stools down from you. She had dark brown hair, tucked behind her ears, and she was sipping on a glass of some variety of red wine. From a quick glance, you could see she was reading something on her phone, and you watched the frown lines on her forehead deepen every so often as she continued to scroll. The bartender came back with your drink, and you thanked him before taking a small sip.

“Come here often?” An unfamiliar voice asked, and you curiously turned your head to find the woman a few stools down was now staring at you.

“I beg your pardon?” You replied in confusion, wondering if she was talking to you.

The woman arched an eyebrow at you, and you felt your cheeks flush under her heated gaze. She stayed in her seat, but her eyes remained locked on yours. “Some people would call that a pick up line, but not you apparently.”

“Do you often hit on strangers in a bar?” You questioned, watching her take a sip of her wine.

“Well if you came and sat next to me, you wouldn’t be much of a stranger,” The woman countered, and patted the bar stool next to her.

This was crazy, you reasoned with yourself. This woman could be a lunatic, or a serial killer. But she was looking at you with an expression you couldn’t decipher, and her eyes were so blue that you could feel yourself slowly getting lost in them. Before you fully realized what you were doing, you scooted over until you were sitting next to her. Her red lips turned up in a smirk, and she shut her phone off, placing it in her bag. There was something so intriguing about her, but you couldn’t pinpoint what it was.

“So what brings a pretty little thing like yourself here on a Friday night?” She asked curiously, her eyes hungrily searching yours, and you could feel your cheeks begin to darken at her words. You weren’t used to anyone looking at you the way she was.

“Um, I’m here for a work event,” You said quietly, unsure of how much information you were willing to share with a stranger. “An internship event, rather. What about you?”

The woman nodded, taking another sip of wine. “Mmm, this and that. I’m staying at The William for a few nights while my place gets redecorated,” There was a sparkling glint in her eyes as she added, “And there’s a rather spectacular view of the city from my room.”

The color deepened in your cheeks, and you chose to take a rather large sip of your drink. “Oh, that’s…interesting.”

“Isn’t it though,” The woman agreed, and you watched her fingers lightly twirl around the glass in her hand. “I never got your name, darling.”

“You didn’t ask,” You pointed out, and she smirked at you.

“Feisty thing, aren’t you?” She guessed, gracefully scooting her stool closer to yours, looking at you expectantly.

There was something so addictive about the way she was staring at you, and it made you lower your guard as you told her your name. She let out another low hum, and repeated it back to you, saying it nice and slowly, drawing out each syllable. At this point, she was close enough that you could smell her perfume. The rich notes of vanilla and lavender swirled together through your senses, and you felt yourself becoming more and more distracted. Taking another large sip of your drink, you realized it was nearly empty. The woman also seemed to notice, as she waved the bartender over.

“What are you drinking, dear?” She asked, her voice sweet like honey.

“A vodka tonic,” You replied, and she slid your empty glass towards the bartender.

“Another one of those, please, as well as a Pinot Noir. Put her drinks on my tab,” She instructed the bartender, ignoring your protest that you could pay for your own drinks.

“Don’t be silly,” She gently chided you, one of her hands moving up to brush your hair out of your face. “You have gorgeous eyes, has anyone ever told you that?”

Every compliment was leaving you more flustered than the last, and you had no idea how she was having this strong of an effect on you. It was the alcohol, your brain reasoned, that had to be it. “No, not really,” You replied, your voice growing more timid.

The woman let out a disapproving tsk, her fingers lingering on your face before slowly pulling away. “Disappointing, but not surprising.”

The bartender returned at that moment with your drinks, and you mumbled a quiet thank you, hoping this would give you some liquid courage. You realized at that moment she never told you her name.

Clearing your throat, you did your best not to sound as intimated as you were. She was this beautiful, sort of menacing, and slightly strange woman. You didn’t want to humiliate yourself. “You know, for someone who hounded me for my name, it’s a little odd you never told me yours.”

The woman smirked again, and you thought you saw her lick her lips. “You never asked, dear,” she pointed out, and her fingers reached out to lightly brush yours. “I’m Agnes.”

Her touch, light as it was, felt like a shock of electricity coursing through your system. You kept waiting for her to let go of your hand, but instead she gently turned it so your palm was visible, and began tracing patterns on it as she sipped her wine.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Agnes,” You said, your courage slowly disappearing, and you weren’t sure what it was that you wanted from her, you just knew you didn’t want her to stop touching you.

Agnes laughed, the rich sound ringing deliciously in your ears. “Believe me, honey, the pleasure is all mine.”

The hand stroking your palm began to make its way up your arm, and you were embarrassed by the goosebumps you felt by having her hands on you. Agnes also seemed to notice this reaction, and she was looking as if she wanted to eat you alive. She leaned in closer to you, her breath hot on your ear as she whispered, “I don’t normally do this, but I’d love to continue this discussion in my hotel room. Would you care to join me?”

It would seem tonight was just full of surprises. Her face was so close to yours, and your brain was still actively short circuiting. You’d barely spent any time with this woman, and you only knew her first name, but it didn’t matter. It was clear what this was, a one night stand. This didn’t have to mean anything, and you were riding a high from your job offer; you didn’t want it to mean anything. All you knew was that her breath was hot in your ear, and her fingers were lightly gripping your arm, and you wanted more. No, you needed more. You needed her.

Fearing you wouldn’t be able to produce any actual words, you wordlessly nodded in agreement. Agnes proceeded to close out her tab, and you made a quick note of the Black AmEx card the bartender returned to her. She guided you out of the room, her hand grazing your lower back. You felt like you were floating, and the only thing grounding you to reality was the feel of her fingers stroking your back, slowly moving lower with every step you took.

Upon reaching the elevators, Agnes waited for you to enter before following, and pressed the button for her floor. As soon as the doors closed, it was as if a switch went off. Her hands were all over you, and within a moment you were against the wall of the elevator. While her right hand stayed pressed against your back, moving down to grab at your ass, her left moved up to gently cup your cheek, forcing you to look at her. Her eyes began to darken with arousal, and before you could even process what was happening she kissed you.

You’d been kissed before, and you thought you knew how good it could be, but that was nothing compared to the feel of her lips against yours. She kissed you with fervor, like a woman starving and you were her salvation. Her lips were so soft and smooth against your own, it was addictive. As she lightly slapped your ass, bringing you impossibly closer to her, you let out a moan and she took that opportunity to slip her tongue between your lips. She tasted faintly of Pinot Noir, and you eagerly allowed her to dominate your mouth. Her hips jutted against yours, creating just enough friction for you to imagine how much better it would feel to have more.

The elevator dinged, signaling you were at her floor, and she reluctantly broke your kiss. You let out a quiet whine and Agnes chuckled, leaning in to whisper, “Patience, honey. My room is right down the hallway.”

She nearly had to drag you along, as your legs were starting to shake, and the walk to her room seemed endless. When you finally reached it, she hurriedly tapped her keycard to unlock the door. Yanking you inside, she slammed your back against the door, capturing your lips in a heated kiss. Wasting no time, she began messing with the clasp of your dress, and as it became undone she helped you out of it, leaving you in your bra and panties. The older woman let out a low growl, and pulled you flush against her. Moving you towards the bed, she nearly tore your bra and panties off in the process, before laying you flat on your back.

She straddled your hips, and when you attempted to move your hands up to her waist she swatted them back down. “Be a good girl and behave,” Agnes warned lightly. “I’d hate to have to restrain you.”

You couldn’t stop the moan that left your lips at that threat. Agnes smirked again, taking her shirt off and tossing it across the room, revealing a lacy dark purple bra. She leaned down and kissed you again, lightly biting your lower lip, causing you to groan into her mouth. It felt like she was all around you, but you needed more. You always prided yourself on your patience, but you were quickly losing it. Her lips left yours to trail down your jaw and the side of your neck, stopping near your collarbone. She began to leave hot, wet kisses along it, before biting down on the flesh at the base of your neck and sucking.

“Fuck,” You cried out at the sensation, and you heard her let out a low hum in response, keeping up her ministrations.

She left dozens of marks on you, and you were too lost in the haze of how good she felt to remember you were starting classes in two days. Her hands were relentless, moving all over your body. As her lips began to alternate attention between your breasts, her right hand moved between your thighs, and you both moaned as she felt how wet you were.

“Is all this for me, baby?” She murmured, raising her head up to yours, using two fingers to lightly tease your aching pussy. “What a pretty girl, dripping for me.”

Moaning, you arched your hips up, she was so close and you needed her fingers inside, filling you. “Please, Agnes.”

Letting out a low tutting noise, she pulled her fingers back. You whined, louder this time, and her responding grin sent a shiver down your spine. “Please what, honey? Tell me what you want.”

“Fuck me,” You begged, desperate to feel her fingers on you again. “Please, fuck me.”

“Good girl,” Agnes praised you, roughly thrusting two fingers inside you, going deeper than you normally could on your own.

Her fingers were so long, and so good, as she set a fast pace, twisting and hitting all of the sweet spots in you. You could barely breathe, all you could focus on was how good it felt to have her fucking you. Her thumb rubbed gentle circles on your clit, and the added stimulation made you cry out. You were soaked, the movement of her fingers taking you created an obscenely filthy sound that filled the room. It didn’t take long until you felt a familiar unraveling, signaling you were close to orgasming.

“Such a good little whore, you’re taking me so well,” Agnes cooed and you felt yourself clench at her words. “Do you like this? Do you like having me fuck your tight little cunt?”

“Oh my fucking-” You cried out, but were cut off as she chose that moment to add a third finger, expertly curling them and bringing you that much closer to your release.

“That’s it, slut,” Agnes growled, fucking you even harder. “Fuck, you feel so fucking good around my fingers.”

“Agnes, please,” You whined, needing to feel yourself come undone. “Please I need…”

Agnes smirked, not relenting in her efforts, and began to leave kisses around the edge of your mouth. “What do you need, baby? Use your words for me.”

“Need to come, please. I need to come,” You babbled, as she took you higher and higher with every thrust of her fingers, and your words caused the older woman to groan.

“Come on my fingers, sweetheart,” Agnes ordered, and you felt yourself lose focus as the pleasure overcame you.

It was mind numbingly good, and you barely recognized the scream that left your throat. All you could feel were her fingers inside you, gently coaxing you through your orgasm. Her fingers slowly stilled, and you felt yourself pulse around them as her thumb gently eased off your clit. Pressing a sweet, slow kiss against your lips, Agnes pulled her fingers out, causing you to whine at how empty you felt.

“You took me so well,” Agnes purred, and you felt yourself drip even more at her words. “Such a slutty little pussy, you can’t even form complete sentences when I’m fucking you.”

You groaned, the filth spewing out of her mouth was a major turn on for you. “It’s not my fault you’re turning my brain into mush.”

Agnes fake pouted at you. “Oh, poor baby,” She mocked, pressing her hips against yours. “It’s a good thing you don’t need to use that little brain while I’m fucking you.”

“Want to taste you,” You moaned out, the idea just popping into your head. “Please.”

“Oh? You want to eat me out, baby?” Agnes questioned, her eyes growing darker yet still from arousal. “Do you want me to ride that pretty little face?”

“Fuck yes,” You begged, causing Agnes to chuckle before taking off her pants and panties, and moving you closer to the headboard before she straddled your face.

You could smell her; the scent was musky and sweet and you were salivating, sticking your tongue out in anticipation. Agnes rested one hand on the headboard and the other in your hair, slowly lowering herself onto your mouth. You wasted no time, licking and sucking, tasting her arousal. The guttural moan she let out spurred you on, eager to please her. She tasted so fucking good, and your tongue lapped up as much of her as you could. Her fingers tightened in your hair as she began to rock against your face, and you moaned against her as she roughly tugged.

“Fuck, you’re such a good girl, baby,” Agnes panted as she moved her hips faster. “You’re doing so well. Such a good job. Suck on my clit.”

Ever hoping to please her, you switched to swirling your tongue around her clit before sucking, hard. The moan she let out, louder than before, was entrancing. Her fingers kept your head in place as she rode your face, and you could sense her getting closer to the edge. Your tongue teased her entrance, slowly pushing inside and Agnes let out a loud hiss, encouraging you to go deeper.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Fuck,” Agnes began to grind down, getting closer with every thrust of your tongue. “Such a sweet fucking mouth. Do you want me to come all over that pretty face?”

Nodding against her, you sucked and licked, thoroughly enjoying being used by her. It wasn’t long before she began to shudder, hips thrusting even harder against your face as she let herself go. She tugged on your head as she lost herself in the throes of pleasure, and you never saw something quite so beautiful. Her eyes were closed, head back as she let out several loud grunts, the sound causing you to twitch. You moaned at the taste of her cum, eager to get as much as you could. Her hips slowly stopped, and she gave herself a moment before lifting herself off of you, collapsing on the bed. She immediately pulled you closer, wrapping her arms around you. Her body was flush against yours, and you relished at the feeling of her tits pressed against your back. She was so soft, and so warm; every part of her felt like heaven to you.

She began to nuzzle your neck, pressing gentle kisses against your skin. “Fuck that was so good. Thank you, honey.”

“It was my pleasure,” You drawled out, growing more tired with every word you spoke, slowly feeling yourself drift off.

Agnes murmured something to you, but you were too far gone to hear what she said. The last thing you remembered was the feel of her body curled up around you as you finally passed out from exhaustion. You weren’t sure how long you slept, for when you finally woke up the room was filled with bright sunlight, causing you to wince. It didn’t take you long to realize you were alone, and the already large bed felt ten sizes too big. A part of you wondered if Agnes was in the bathroom, but when you eventually made it out of bed you realized she was gone. The room was completely empty, save for you and your clothes from last night.

You weren’t entirely sure what you had expected, it was a one night stand after all. But, you had assumed she would at least still be there in the morning when you woke up. Shaking those thoughts aside, you rushed to pick up your clothes and get dressed. As you were putting on your clothes, you noticed a small folded up note with your name on it on the bedside table. You slipped your heels back on before grabbing it, and was slightly disappointed to see how short it was.

Thanks again for a great night. -A

Well, at least she left you something. You crumpled the note and stuck it in your purse, leaving the room without a second thought. The next two days were spent in a daze, trying to get everything ready for the start of classes. Your roommates were thrilled to hear about your job offer, and even more intrigued to hear of your night out with an older woman. You kept the details to a minimum, as you always kept those things more private, but they enjoyed it nonetheless. By the time Sunday night rolled around you were absolutely spent. You had just finished marking up your planner for the next few weeks with your class schedule, and double checked the time for your first class as you set your alarm for bed before finally drifting to sleep.

Unfortunately, the exhaustion from the last few days made you sleep through your alarms, which almost never happened. But, after hearing your alarms go off one after another, one of your roommates came to check on you, the knocking on your door sent you shooting out of bed. You rushed through the apartment, throwing your laptop and books in your bag. As you were getting dressed, your eyes landed on the hickeys all over your neck, and you groaned. Great. Despite it still being summer, and extremely hot in the city, you wore a lightweight turtleneck. The lecture halls and library were usually freezing, so this wouldn’t seem too out of place to anyone.

Luckily your apartment was only a few blocks away from campus, and it never took you more than ten minutes to get there. You kept obsessively checking your watch, hoping to make it to your first class in time. Finally, you reached the correct building, and pulled up the class schedule on your phone to check which room you were in. Whipping around the corner, you spotted the door at the far end of the hallway. With one minute to go, you passed other students and professors, not a thought in your mind besides making it through those doors. Reaching the lecture hall, you opened the doors and went inside.The hall was relatively full, and as you searched for an empty seat you heard your professor begin to speak.

“Welcome to Ethics and Professional Responsibility in Criminal Practice.”

Wait a second, you knew that voice. How did you know that voice? You looked up, finding the last person you ever expected to run into, and you almost fell out of your chair. Standing there on the floor of the lecture hall was a strikingly familiar woman. It was the same woman from the other night, Agnes. Her messy dark brown hair was pulled back into an updo, and she wore an expensive looking black pantsuit. She was pulling up a slideshow on the laptop, so her back was turned, but it was her. You knew it was her. The strange thing was you didn’t remember reading her first name on the syllabus that had been sent out a few weeks prior.

After she finished projecting the slideshow, she turned her focus to the crowded lecture hall. “For those of you who don’t know me, my name is Agatha Harkness,” Her eyes scanned the room, until they eventually landed on you, and you watched her freeze, before quickly regaining her composure. “And I’ll be your professor for the semester.”

Fuck.

#agatha harkness x reader #agatha harkness #wandavision au #marvel au #agatha harkness smut #agatha harkness fanfiction #agatha all along #lawyer au

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nhlclover · 1 year

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textbook | trevor zegras

word count: 0.65k

summary: while you’re studying for an important exam, your boyfriend decides you need a break

warnings: mentions of sex

notes: btw the LSAT is the law school admissions test!

My various LSAT books were scattered across the dining table, papers thrown in here and there. There was not a piece of the table that wasn’t covered in law material, forcing Trevor to eat in the living room. My back was killing me and my eyes were so strained. I desperately needed a break, but I also couldn’t afford to take one. I was on a roll and the LSAT was in less than a week.

I read over the question this particular practice test was asking me, trying to make sense of it. I furrowed my eyebrows not totally understanding it. Fuck. I re-read it over and over until I could see the text with my eyes closed. I rubbed my eyes, sighing heavily. I could feel Trevor’s eyes on me from across the room, but don’t dare look at him knowing that if I did, I would end up getting distracted. So, I keep my head in my hands, reading the passage again.

The whole week he’s been trying to convince me to take a break but I consistently tell him I can’t. This is my one chance to do the test this year. Sure, I could always take it again next year but that would be another $200 down the drain and a year of my career I cannot get back.

Suddenly, the textbook is ripped out from under my face. I look up and see Trevor holding the textbook in front of him, reading the page.

“What the fuck are they talking about?” He asked himself.

“Trevor give me my textbook back.” I demand with a little more anger in my voice than I mean. I soften my tone a little when I speak next. “I need to study.”

“You need to take a break and spend time with your boyfriend.” He tells me, stepping away from the table.

“Trevor.” I groan, standing up and following him into the living room.

“Listen I am so excited to have a super smart hot sexy lawyer girlfriend, but if you don’t take a break you will combust and never become a super smart hot sexy lawyer.” He says.

I nearly smile but push that down, giving him a pointed look. “I need to keep studying.”

“Y/n, you’ve studied enough.” He sighs. “I’ve marked so many of those practice tests for you and you’ve got 90% on all of them.”

“Then that means I have room to improve.” I tell him.

Trevor throws his head back, letting out a loud groan. “Y/n this is exactly what I mean! You’re so fucking smart and you’ll do great on the test. But that’s only going to happen if you let your mind rest as well.” Trevor tells me. I start to understand that he’s right. “You know, like how I nap on game day! My body’s gonna be working a bunch later, so I gotta nap earlier to balance it out.”

I let out a laugh at Trevor’s comparison. I decided that I will take a break, but only after I get this question figured out and answered. I stick out my hand towards Trevor. “Textbook, please.” I say.

Trevor huffs. “I will give you your textbook back…”

“Thank you.” I say.

“...If you come over here and make me.” He smirks.

I stare back at him, giving him an unimpressed look, to which he grins, shaking the textbook in my face. I give in and walk over to Trevor, standing right in front of him. “How do I get that textbook back?” I ask softly, wrapping my arms around his shoulders.

“I can think of something we could go do in the bedroom.” He says, tossing my textbook onto the couch.

“But that’s not giving my body a rest.” I counter, reminding him of what he said minutes ago.

Trevor smiles at me. “It is if you let me do all the work.”

#trevor zegras #trevor zegras x reader #trevor zegras imagine #nhl #nhl imagine #hockey #anaheim ducks #luvzegras

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starry-hughes · 5 months

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how’s mark and dakota

mark asked what she’s doing over break and admitted she’s not doing anything and it made him sad.

and her apartment isn’t decorated so after her practice lsat exam during finals, she comes home and her small studio apartment is decorated and she almost cries and he asks if she wants to spend the break with him

#dakota and mark

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feeshies · 4 months

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Now that I got my grades back for the first semester, I actually feel confident sharing my law school study tips so far (at least this worked for me, and it took at least 4 months for me to figure it out)

Don't skip any of the assigned reading. Even if you're just skimming the casebook. Even if you're just pulling the issue/rule from Quimbee. At the very least try to get an idea of what the next class will look like.

Actually write out your outline. Using other people's outlines is good for reference, but try to actually write the information out yourself.

Ignore. Your. Classmates. After a test or any other graded assignment, put headphones in so you can escape the campus without hearing your classmates freaking out about their grades. If they start freaking out, you'll start freaking out. Just escape.

Similarly, don't talk about grades. Don't talk about exams. Nothing good comes from that.

Wind down your studying at 6 (or 8 if you're in the middle of something). No all-nighters.

Bed time before midnight.

Study alone. No study buddies. No study groups. You'll feel less embarrassed about not knowing shit if you're the only one there.

Quimbee.

Go to two concerts during the semester.

Play a lot of BG3.

Don't stop doing your art (unless you're really tired).

Walk around your apartment explaining legal concepts to yourself like you're making an educational video.

Trust the curve.

(If you have to bring your own laptop for your exams) Bring a wired mouse. Also make sure the mouse doesn't have a built-in back button you could accidentally press (happened to me during a practice LSAT.)

Lie down on the floor

Try not to fall in love

Go to office hours

Think of law school, not as a grueling thing you have to survive, but as a way to learn a bunch of random facts to annoy/bore your friends with.

Get a giant whiteboard and put it on your wall. Use it to keep track of your schedule, tasks, or anything else important.

For assignments, use your giant whiteboard to draw progress bars of each component (issue 1, issue 2, conclusion, citations, etc) so you can visualize how far you're coming.

Keep your casebooks/school stuff as far away from your bed/sleeping area as possible. Try to make sure your school stuff isn't the first thing you see when you wake up.

Protein granola.

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turnwashingtonsbaddies · 2 years

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i feel his disappointment whenever i get a question wrong on my lsat practice exams

#turn amc #turn washington's spies #richard woodhull #he does not forgive or forget #judgemental af #but to be fair #judging is his job #turn: washington's spies

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studyabroadconsultancies · 4 months

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Top 10 Exams to Study Abroad

Studying abroad is a coveted aspiration for many students as it offers the chance to receive a top-notch education, immerse oneself in a new culture, and broaden horizons. However, before embarking on this exciting journey, it's crucial to be well-versed in the exams required for admission to foreign universities and colleges.

These exams act as a standardized measure to assess the academic prowess and English language proficiency of international students. In this blog post, we'll delve into the top 10 exams for studying abroad that you may encounter on your academic journey.

TOEFL (Test of English as a Foreign Language):

This widely accepted English language proficiency test evaluates your ability to comprehend and utilize English at a university level.

IELTS (International English Language Testing System):

Similar to TOEFL, IELTS is another widely recognized test assessing proficiency in listening, reading, writing, and speaking.

SAT (Scholastic Assessment Test):

Widely used for U.S. college admissions, SAT evaluates skills in reading, writing, and math. Many international universities, especially in the U.S., require SAT scores for undergraduate admissions.

ACT (American College Testing):

Another U.S.-centric standardized test measuring proficiency in English, math, reading, and science. Some universities accept either SAT or ACT scores.

GRE (Graduate Record Examination):

This standardized test is essential for admission to graduate programs, particularly in the United States, assessing verbal reasoning, quantitative reasoning, and analytical writing skills.

GMAT (Graduate Management Admission Test):

Tailored for business school admissions, GMAT evaluates analytical writing, integrated reasoning, quantitative reasoning, and verbal reasoning skills.

MCAT (Medical College Admission Test):

Required for medical school admissions in the U.S., Canada, and other countries, MCAT assesses knowledge and skills in natural, behavioral, and social sciences, along with critical analysis and reasoning.

LSAT (Law School Admission Test):

Mandatory for law school admissions in the U.S., Canada, and some other countries, LSAT measures reading comprehension, analytical reasoning, and logical reasoning skills.

DAT (Dental Admission Test):

Essential for dental school admissions in the U.S. and Canada, DAT evaluates knowledge and skills in natural sciences, perceptual ability, reading comprehension, and quantitative reasoning.

OET (Occupational English Test):

Specifically designed for healthcare professionals, OET assesses English proficiency in a healthcare setting.

Understanding the specific exam requirements for your desired country, university, and program is paramount. Early research and preparation are key components to success. Enrolling in preparatory courses, utilizing study materials, and taking practice tests can significantly aid in familiarizing yourself with the exam format and content.

In conclusion, the exams for studying abroad play a pivotal role in the application process, serving as benchmarks for academic and language proficiency. By staying informed about the required exams and starting your preparation well in advance, you can pave the way for a successful study abroad experience. Best of luck on your exams and may your study abroad adventure be fulfilling and enriching!

Read for more info: https://www.tumblr.com/studyabroadconsultancies/739101341234921472/top-10-exams-to-study-abroad

#study blog #studyabroad #study in usa #education #study motivation #studying #university

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exceptionally-minded · 1 year

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Hi Tech! What is your best advice for balancing course work and studying for standardized entrance exams? I’m a full-time university student who plans on attending law school after graduation, and I am planning on taking the LSAT (law school admissions test) in the summer. I’m getting nervous for taking this on since the semester starts in a few days. Thank you! And I love your content! 🥰

Glad to hear you love the content! I could research + imagine something about exams on Kamino to answer as Tech, but it would probably be more helpful to answer as myself. (Esp bc I mostly write Tech as my brother, who scored in the 99th percentile on all his standardized tests without any preparation) So, for the rest of us mere mortals who actually have to study:

Take a practice test ASAP. You won't do well on it. That's the idea. It gives you a baseline to work from, helps you let go of perfectionism, and provides a frame of reference for your studying. I can only speak for GRE and GMAT, but those tests are as much a performance sport as a preparation assignment. You have to ready yourself for the test conditions as much as the material. Continue taking regular practice tests. If that's too much, you can also take practice sections.

You have course syllabi, so you can map out every week until the end of the semester. Prioritize your time based on weight of each assignment toward your final grade. This prevents you from letting small to-dos take up more time than they should - which will inevitably eat up your LSAT study time. You often don't have to get 100% on everything in order to achieve straight As. For example, here's my next couple weeks of grad school. I'm focused on the 15% and 20% assignments (making sure I read the prompt the moment it comes out, going to office hours for questions, blocking time for deep work) but am not as stressed about the 5% ones. Let math be your friend here.

3. Match study strategies to your space and time constraints. My trick to surviving an intense boarding school that "spring cleaned" the bottom performers every year: essay prompts in the a plastic folder in my shower, flashcards for vocabulary terms at meal times, memorization guides taped to the vanity mirror, and reviewing lecture notes right before bed. Once I got to college, I added in podcasts, youtube lectures, and audiobooks to make use of commute times and chore time. Speaking of which, I'm about to review my AI lectures last week via the Zoom recording while I do laundry and dishes. Good luck! I believe in you! ❤️

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ma-manifesting-amie · 1 year

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Day [ 8 ]

Interesting day.

Ran into a professor I hadn’t seen in a year or so and he looked surprised when he saw me. He then went above and beyond to help me find the professor I was looking for. Seemed like he had an extra dose of joy today.

Went to an engineering building and a guy walking in gave me a big smile and waved like he knew me.

I got $100. Simply handed to me. “Lunch money.” I have an exam coming up (think: LSAT, GRE, MCAT) and mentioned to someone that the exam was in another state. I got a free flight to the exam.

(I’ve also been doing impressively well on the practice questions… whet).

I’ve been working on sending an email to a faculty (who is a big deal) for quite some time. It’s odd there’s much resistance. Decided I’ll let it go and trust the faculty is coming to me.

Life is getting better and better. Maybe I’ll manifest a free spot in the other state as well? And my walk? Whew. I give myself all the roses.

Bisous xo

#law of attraction #manifesting #self concept #law of assumption #luxury #confidence #success #soft life #high value mindset #high vibes

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rae-gar-targaryen · 2 years

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Lil personal post ahead, but I just wanted to share --

My journey through the law hasn't been an easy one. In undergrad, I met with a professor I didn't know because he was the "pre-law advisor" at my school to ask him what I needed to do to get ready for a career in the law. How to study for the LSAT. How to pick a law school.

This guy, who didn't know me at all, judged me quickly. He told me that he thought I wouldn't get into a law school. And that if "by some miracle" I was admitted, I wouldn't survive the first year. And that i wouldn’t make it to graduation. I have no idea why he thought that of me. It was horrible to hear something like that before you have even gone out into the world to make a career for yourself. But nevertheless, I tried. I left that meeting in tears, but mostly pissed off that some man thought he could discourage me from achieving something I wanted for myself.

I took the LSAT twice, because I did poorly the first time. I was scared of the test and didn’t give it the attention it deserved. But when I did it the second time, with a little more bravery, time, and attention, I did INCREDIBLY well.

I didn’t think I would get accepted anywhere, really. That little voice of doubt that we all have sometimes that tells us we aren’t as good as the others in the room was really loud. But I put my best foot forward. I labored over my personal statement for months before submitting my applications. I applied to literally a dozen law schools around the country, unsure of who would take me, or where I wanted to land.

I got in to ALL TWELVE SCHOOLS. (obviously, when I e-mailed my professors who wrote recommendation letters for me to tell them this news, I cc’d the professor who told me I would never succeed.)

My first year was a nightmare -- everything is on a curve and you only have one exam for the entire semester that dictates your grade for that class. I struggled to feel like I was staying afloat. I didn’t want to lose my scholarship (I almost did.) I thought about quitting -- A LOT. I would call my mom in tears and ask her if she thought I was doing the right thing. Was I good enough? Was I smart enough? Was I brave enough? And by the time I graduated, the Bar exam loomed large.

The first time I took the bar exam upon graduating, I failed. Big fucking time. It was fucking crushing. To fail after studying for smoething, not only for the three years in school, but also for dedicated months of study leading up to the exam. To be told by your state that you aren’t fit to practice. To fail, while every single one of my friends passed. It was hard -- in my brain, it created a sense of inequity between myself and the people I cared about. I thought they would think I was dumber for it. Not as good. Not worthy of being their friend or their colleague.

Because when we were in law school, no one talked to us about failure. Everyone talked about how to get ready for the Bar exam. How to make sure you’re exercising, eating well, take this prep course, you’ll be fine -- but the truth of the matter is is that in California, more than half of the thousands of people who sit for this exam fail it. (Literally, the pass rate hardly ever breaks 50% on any given exam).

And I fucking failed.

I got let go from my job because I failed. I was broke. I had student loans. I had to take this test again. It seemed like the universe was telling me all of the things that I was afraid of were real -- that I didn’t deserve any of it, and I wasn’t good enough.

I wanted SO BADLY to give up then.

But I didn’t. I couldn’t. It’s just not in my nature to give up. Just like the professor who told me I’d never make it, I got pissed the fuck off.

I went back to my homestate and passed the bar exam there, just to prove I could do it (and to give myself a back up). I got a higher paying job, which I HATED because it wasn’t in the area of law I wanted to work and the culture was just so toxic. I LABORED at that job just to be made to feel like I was less than because my license was a different state’s license. (Literally, one attorney told me I wasn’t really a lawyer because the bar exam he took was “harder” than the one I took).

So, cut to now -- I found out that I FINALLY passed the California bar. After being told time and again I wasn’t good enough. After struggling to stay afloat mentally and financially. After feeling like I wasn’t cut out to live my life in the way I had wanted for myself for so long. I have the job of my dreams and the license I toiled for.

And I’m here to say -- if you’re still reading this ... there’s something to be said for tenacity. To be a little fearless when the world wants you to be afraid. To bet on YOURSELF because you KNOW in your heart you have what it takes. And you do.

Be tenacious. Be bold. Be who you are meant to. Some things are hard-won. But the struggle doesn’t mean you’re not worthy. It means you’re a fighter.

And, literally, if I can do it -- YOU CAN TOO. Bet on yourself.

#personal

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ceterisparibus116 · 1 year

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hello hello! i'm starting my undergrad in a few months double majoring in psych and govt/legal studies and i plan to go to law school in the future, so i was wondering: what are the best ways to prepare for the lsat early, and what did you do in undergrad that prepared you best for law school?

Ooh, I'm so excited for you! That sounds like an amazing double major, awesome choice!

Undergrad:

This is a great chance to practice discipline! In undergrad (especially general education classes), a lot of people coast by without really doing the readings. But law school involves a ton of readings each week. Okay...some people still don't do the readings, even in law school. ;) But it sounds like you're very committed and serious, so you seem like the kind of student who will want to do the readings (at least for the law school classes that matter to you) so that you can get the most out of class. A great way to practice that is to practice the discipline of reading in undergrad - even when no one else bothers.

And if you need another incentive to read: remember that the higher your GPA is, the more okay you'll be at getting into your desired law school even if your LSAT isn't stellar. So if you want to take the pressure off a little when it comes to taking the LSAT, prioritize that GPA!

Another great skill to practice in undergrad is speaking in class! If you're like most people will get so much more out of your law school classes if you're willing/confident enough to engage with the professor. Yes, that means asking or answering questions in front of a giant room full of people. But this is such a good skill to learn. (And it will make arguing in front of a judge or jury less scary in the long run, too.)

Related: take every change you get to practice public speaking! Join a speech and debate club or something similar!

And get used to going to your professors' office hours. Office hours are an amazing chance in law school to dig deeper into the material, and will sometimes result in internships, job offers, and the like. So use undergrad to get used to reaching out to your profs.

(Plus, you'll need letters of rec when you start applying to law school, so having some undergrad professors wrapped around your thumb won't hurt.)

And while I'm thinking of applications - try to be, for lack of better words, interesting and well-rounded. Your chosen majors are a fantastic start, since throwing psychology in will help you stand out from all the other government-and-political-science types. But you want to show law school admins that you're not just an academic nerd. Whatever other interests you have, see if you can find some way to make them official, like by joining a club (or starting your own). Ideally, this would also involve some sort of volunteering. Overall, this shows admin that you're someone who gives back to your academic institutions (which they'll interpret as you being the sort of person who'll make the law school better for everyone), and someone who gives back to society.

Another super random piece of advice that isn't specific to undergrad: hone your typing skills! Most law school exams (and the infamous bar exam) are timed tests. If you can type faster than your classmates, you will be at an advantage, and that matters when classes are graded on a curve.

LSAT:

Practice tests, practice tests, practice tests! The LSAT is a skills-based test, so reading a bunch about the test is a waste of time. I re commend reading about it enough that you can identify the categories of questions, and then moving on because you want to take a practice test asap. That will tell you where your weak spots are. Once you know your weak spots (...chances are, it's logic games, perhaps a specific category of logic games), then you can focus on practicing those questions.

I found YouTube to be a great source with logic games specifically, because the way to beat a logic game is by diagramming as accurately and efficiently as possible. I'm not a visual thinker, so the diagrams I came up with on my own usually weren't good enough. The experts on YouTube have already figured it out for me!

Aside from YouTube, the only other resource I used was books found at thrift stores. I stocked up on a ton of LSAT books, not to read them, but to use the practice tests at the end.

I can't stress this enough: you HAVE to actually PRACTICE the LSAT. You have to isolate in a room and set a timer and run through it like it's the real thing. Doing it in focused bursts might help you figure out how to answer a specific kind of question, but at the end of the day, the LSAT is also a test of mental endurance. You have to train your brain to focus (and focus hard) for the whole time. The only way to do that is practice like it's the real thing.

(If you're super hardcore, this means, as you get closer to the real thing, that you practice eating, drinking, and sleeping the way you would for the real exam, too. Like if the exam starts at 9 in the morning, you make sure you eat whatever you need to before that point, so you can start your practice exam at 9am too. Otherwise, your brain might get used to switching into high gear later in the day, and that's suboptimal.)

I was blessed in that a local law school actually offered free practice LSATs every October, which is great because it just feels a little more real than practicing at home. So if anywhere in your area offers something like that, do it! And if not, try to practice going somewhere to take your practice exams. Doing it in the comfort of your own home is just a little less nerve-wracking.

Other super random tip: get some sprigs of rosemary and sniff them periodically. You'll look weird, but it helps your brain stay awake.

#legal #law school #asks #ask me things i'm friendly

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Top 20 Toughest Exams in World

Here is a list of some of the toughest exams in world, based on various factors such as difficulty level, competition, and passing rate:

United States Medical Licensing Examination (USMLE)

Chartered Financial Analyst (CFA)

Certified Public Accountant (CPA)

Graduate Record Examination (GRE)

Law School Admission Test (LSAT)

National Council Licensure Examination (NCLEX) for Registered Nurses (RN)

Graduate Management Admission Test (GMAT)

International English Language Testing System (IELTS)

Series 7 Exam (FINRA General Securities Representative Exam)

Joint Entrance Examination (JEE)

Fundamentals of Engineering (FE) Exam

Certified Information Systems Security Professional (CISSP)

Actuarial Examinations

Architecture Registration Exam (ARE)

The Defense Language Aptitude Battery (DLAB)

Test of English as a Foreign Language (TOEFL)

Uniform CPA Examination

Armed Services Vocational Aptitude Battery (ASVAB)

The California Bar Exam

Civil Service Examination

United States Medical Licensing Examination (USMLE)

The United States Medical Licensing Examination (USMLE) is a three-step examination for medical licensure in the United States. It is sponsored by the Federation of State Medical Boards (FSMB) and the National Board of Medical Examiners (NBME). The USMLE assesses a physician's ability to apply knowledge, concepts, and principles, and to demonstrate fundamental patient-centred skills, that are important in health and disease and constitute the basis of safe and effective patient care.

Step 1 of the USMLE focuses on the basic sciences and covers anatomy, physiology, biochemistry, microbiology, pharmacology, and pathology. Step 2 CK (Clinical Knowledge) assesses the medical knowledge and clinical skills necessary to provide patient care under supervision. Step 2 CS (Clinical Skills) assesses the ability of a physician to gather and interpret information and to communicate effectively with patients, their families, and healthcare professionals. Step 3 of the USMLE evaluates a physician's ability to apply medical knowledge and understanding of biomedical and clinical science essential for the unsupervised practice of medicine.

The USMLE is widely regarded as one of the toughest exams in the world, and its passing is mandatory for medical students seeking licensure to practice medicine in the United States.

Chartered Financial Analyst (CFA)

The Chartered Financial Analyst (CFA) program is a professional designation offered by the CFA Institute to finance and investment professionals. The CFA program is considered one of the most challenging and prestigious designations in the financial industry, and it is recognized globally as a benchmark of excellence.

To become a CFA charter holder, candidates must pass three levels of exams, each of which covers a specific body of knowledge in the field of finance and investments. The exams are designed to test the candidate's knowledge of investment management, financial analysis, portfolio management, and ethical and professional standards.

The CFA exams are renowned for their difficulty, with a low passing rate, and are considered some of the toughest exams in the world. The curriculum covers a broad range of topics, including economics, financial reporting and analysis, equity and fixed-income investments, alternative investments, and portfolio management.

In addition to passing the exams, candidates must also meet the CFA Institute's professional and ethical conduct requirements, including relevant work experience and continuing professional development. Obtaining the CFA designation requires a significant commitment of time and effort, and it is widely recognized as a hallmark of achievement in the financial industry.

Certified Public Accountant (CPA)

The Certified Public Accountant (CPA) is a professional designation in the field of accounting that is awarded by the American Institute of Certified Public Accountants (AICPA) to individuals who pass the Uniform CPA Examination and meet other requirements set by the state boards of accountancy.

The CPA Exam is widely regarded as one of the toughest professional exams, and it covers a wide range of topics, including auditing and attestation, financial accounting and reporting, regulation, and business environment and concepts. The exam is designed to test the candidate's knowledge of accounting principles, regulations, and practices, as well as their ability to apply that knowledge to real-world scenarios.

Graduate Record Examination (GRE)

The Graduate Record Examination (GRE) is a standardized test that is used by graduate schools and business schools as part of the admission process. The GRE is designed to measure verbal reasoning, quantitative reasoning, and analytical writing skills that are acquired over a long period of time and that are not related to any specific field of study.

The GRE is a computer-based test that is offered year-round at testing centres around the world. The test is divided into three sections: Verbal Reasoning, Quantitative Reasoning, and Analytical Writing. The Verbal and Quantitative Reasoning sections each have a score range of 130 to 170, in one-point increments. The Analytical Writing section is scored on a scale of 0 to 6, in half-point increments.

The GRE is considered to be a challenging exam, and it requires a significant amount of preparation, including a thorough review of math concepts, vocabulary, and essay-writing techniques. The Verbal and Quantitative Reasoning sections of the GRE are designed to test a broad range of skills, and they require a strong foundation in mathematics, vocabulary, and critical thinking. The Analytical Writing section requires strong writing skills, including the ability to articulate complex ideas clearly and concisely.

Law School Admission Test (LSAT)

The Law School Admission Test (LSAT) is a standardized test used by law schools in the United States and Canada as part of the admission process. The LSAT is designed to assess the critical reading and analytical skills that are necessary for success in law school and in the legal profession.

The LSAT is a half-day, standardized test that is administered four times a year at designated testing centres around the world. The test consists of multiple-choice questions and an unscored writing sample. The multiple-choice section of the LSAT is divided into four parts: Reading Comprehension, Analytical Reasoning, Logical Reasoning, and an unscored experimental section.

The LSAT is widely considered to be one of the toughest standardized tests, and it requires a significant amount of preparation and practice. The test is designed to measure a broad range of skills, including critical reading, analytical reasoning, and logical thinking, and it requires a strong foundation in verbal and analytical skills.

National Council Licensure Examination (NCLEX) for Registered Nurses (RN)

The National Council Licensure Examination (NCLEX) is a standardized exam that is used to evaluate the competency of individuals seeking to become registered nurses (RNs) in the United States. The NCLEX is administered by the National Council of State Boards of Nursing (NCSBN) and is used by state boards of nursing to determine whether an individual is eligible for licensure as an RN.

The NCLEX is a computer-based exam that is designed to test a candidate's knowledge and understanding of nursing practices and procedures. The exam covers a wide range of topics, including pharmacology, health promotion and maintenance, management of care, and reduction of risk potential.

Graduate Management Admission Test (GMAT)

The Graduate Management Admission Test (GMAT) is a standardized test used by graduate business schools as part of the admission process. The GMAT is designed to measure a candidate's skills in critical thinking, problem-solving, and data analysis, which are essential for success in a graduate business program.

The GMAT is a computer-based test that is administered year-round at designated testing centers around the world. The test consists of four sections: Verbal Reasoning, Quantitative Reasoning, Integrated Reasoning, and an Analytical Writing Assessment. The Verbal and Quantitative Reasoning sections each have a score range of 0 to 60, and the Integrated Reasoning and Analytical Writing sections each have a score range of 0 to 8.

International English Language Testing System (IELTS)

The International English Language Testing System (IELTS) is a standardized test used to assess the English language proficiency of individuals who plan to study or work in English-speaking countries. The test is designed to measure an individual's ability to understand and use the English language in academic and professional settings.

The IELTS is offered in two formats: the Academic format, which is intended for individuals who plan to study at a higher education institution, and the General Training format, which is intended for individuals who plan to work or undertake training in an English-speaking country.

The IELTS test consists of four components: Listening, Reading, Writing, and Speaking. The Listening, Reading, and Writing sections are completed in one sitting, while the Speaking section is conducted with a trained examiner on a separate day. The test takes a total of 2 hours and 45 minutes to complete.

The IELTS is considered to be a challenging test, and it requires a significant amount of preparation and practice. The test covers a wide range of topics and requires a strong understanding of grammar, vocabulary, and comprehension skills.

The IELTS is widely recognized by universities, employers, and governments around the world, and it is considered an important factor in the admission process for many academic and professional programs. A strong score on the IELTS can demonstrate an individual's ability to communicate effectively in English, which can be essential for success in a variety of academic and professional settings.

Series 7 Exam (FINRA General Securities Representative Exam)

The Series 7 Exam, also known as the FINRA General Securities Representative Exam, is a standardized test administered by the Financial Industry Regulatory Authority (FINRA) in the United States. The Series 7 Exam is required for individuals who wish to become registered representatives of broker-dealers and sell securities such as stocks, bonds, and mutual funds.

The Series 7 Exam is a computer-based test that covers a wide range of topics related to the securities industry, including types of securities, federal securities laws, the structure of the securities industry, investment strategies, and ethical and professional practices. The test consists of 125 multiple-choice questions, and test-takers have 225 minutes to complete the exam.

The Series 7 Exam is considered to be a challenging test, and it requires a significant amount of preparation and study. Individuals must complete a training program and pass the Series 7 Exam before they are eligible to sell securities in the United States.

Joint Entrance Examination (JEE)

The Joint Entrance Examination (JEE) is a competitive entrance exam in India for admission to undergraduate engineering programs offered by top engineering colleges across the country, including the Indian Institutes of Technology (IITs).

The JEE consists of two exams: JEE Main and JEE Advanced. JEE Main is the first stage of the entrance exam, and it is open to all candidates who have completed their Class 12 (or equivalent) exams. The top performers on JEE Main are eligible to take JEE Advanced, which is the second and final stage of the exam.

JEE Main is a computer-based test that assesses a candidate's understanding of physics, chemistry, and mathematics. The exam consists of 90 multiple-choice questions, and test-takers have three hours to complete the exam.

Fundamentals of Engineering (FE) Exam

The Fundamentals of Engineering (FE) Exam is a standardized test for individuals who are in the early stages of their engineering careers. The FE Exam is the first step toward becoming a licensed Professional Engineer (PE) in the United States.

The FE Exam is designed to assess a candidate's understanding of basic engineering principles, including mathematics, science, engineering fundamentals, and engineering design. The exam covers a wide range of topics, including:

Mathematics (e.g. calculus, differential equations)

Chemical engineering

Civil engineering

Electrical engineering

Environmental engineering

Mechanical engineering

The FE Exam is a computer-based test, and test-takers have six hours to complete the exam. The exam consists of 110 multiple-choice questions, and it is offered year-round at Pearson VUE testing centres in the United States and internationally.

The FE Exam is considered to be a challenging test, and it requires a significant amount of preparation and study. The exam covers a wide range of topics, and test-takers must have a strong understanding of basic engineering principles and their practical applications.

Passing the FE Exam is an important step toward becoming a licensed PE, and it demonstrates a candidate's mastery of the fundamental principles of engineering. It also demonstrates a candidate's commitment to their chosen profession and their ability to apply their knowledge to real-world engineering problems.

Certified Information Systems Security Professional (CISSP)

The Certified Information Systems Security Professional (CISSP) is a globally recognized certification for information security professionals. The CISSP is administered by (ISC)², a non-profit organization that provides education and certification programs in information security.

The CISSP certification is designed to assess a candidate's knowledge and understanding of information security, including:

Security and risk management

Asset security

Security engineering

Communications and network security

Identity and access management

Security assessment and testing

Security operations

Software development security

To become a CISSP-certified professional, individuals must have at least five years of professional experience in at least two of the eight domains of information security. The CISSP exam consists of 250 multiple-choice questions and is six hours long.

Actuarial Examinations

Actuarial examinations are a series of exams that aspiring actuaries must pass in order to become fully qualified professionals. Actuaries are professionals who use mathematics, statistics, and financial theory to study and solve problems related to insurance and other financial risks.

The actuarial examinations are administered by actuarial organizations, such as the Society of Actuaries (SOA) and the Casualty Actuarial Society (CAS). The exams cover a wide range of topics, including probability, statistics, financial mathematics, and the financial and actuarial models used in the insurance industry.

The actuarial exams are considered to be challenging and demanding, requiring extensive preparation and study. The exams are designed to test a candidate's knowledge and understanding of the underlying principles and concepts of actuarial science.

Architecture Registration Exam (ARE)

The Architecture Registration Exam (ARE) is a standardized exam for individuals seeking to become licensed architects in the United States. The ARE is administered by the National Council of Architectural Registration Boards (NCARB) and is required for licensure in most states.

The ARE covers a wide range of topics related to the practice of architecture, including:

Project management and practice

Programming and analysis

Project planning and design

Construction documents and services

Building systems

Site planning and design

The ARE is a computer-based exam, and test-takers have five hours to complete each division of the exam. There are currently seven divisions of the ARE, each of which covers a specific aspect of the practice of architecture.

The Defense Language Aptitude Battery (DLAB)

The Defense Language Aptitude Battery (DLAB) is a standardized test administered by the United States Department of Defense to assess an individual's aptitude for learning a foreign language. The DLAB is used to determine an individual's suitability for learning a foreign language as part of their military duties.

The DLAB is a multiple-choice exam that assesses an individual's ability to recognize sounds, learn vocabulary, and understand grammar patterns in a foreign language. The test measures a person's ability to learn a language, rather than their proficiency in a specific language.

The DLAB is widely recognized as a challenging and demanding exam, and it requires individuals to have a high level of aptitude for learning foreign languages. The DLAB is designed to assess an individual's ability to learn languages quickly, and it is used to determine which military personnel are best suited for language-related duties.

Test of English as a Foreign Language (TOEFL)

The Test of English as a Foreign Language (TOEFL) is a standardized exam designed to assess the English proficiency of non-native speakers of English. The TOEFL is widely recognized and accepted by colleges and universities, government agencies, and businesses around the world.

The TOEFL assesses an individual's ability to understand and use English in an academic setting. The exam measures a candidate's abilities in reading, writing, speaking, and listening in English, and it provides a comprehensive assessment of their English language skills.

The TOEFL is a computer-based exam, and it typically takes four hours to complete. The exam consists of four sections: Reading, Listening, Speaking, and Writing. The questions in each section are designed to assess different aspects of English proficiency, and they are designed to simulate real-life academic and linguistic scenarios.

Uniform CPA Examination

The Uniform CPA Exam, also known as the Certified Public Accountant (CPA) Exam, is a standardized exam that assesses the knowledge and skills of individuals seeking to become licensed Certified Public Accountants (CPAs) in the United States. The CPA Exam is developed and administered by the American Institute of Certified Public Accountants (AICPA) in partnership with the National Association of State Boards of Accountancy (NASBA).

The CPA Exam is a computer-based exam, and it consists of four sections: Auditing and Attestation (AUD), Business Environment and Concepts (BEC), Financial Accounting and Reporting (FAR), and Regulation (REG). The questions in each section are designed to test a candidate's knowledge of the principles and practices of accounting and financial reporting, as well as their ability to apply this knowledge to real-world situations.

Armed Services Vocational Aptitude Battery (ASVAB)

The Armed Services Vocational Aptitude Battery (ASVAB) is a standardized exam that is used to assess the knowledge and skills of individuals who are interested in enlisting in the United States military. The ASVAB is administered by the Department of Defense, and it is used to determine an individual's aptitude for various military occupations.

The ASVAB is a multiple-choice exam that consists of ten subtests that cover a range of subjects, including mathematics, verbal reasoning, and science. The subtests are designed to assess an individual's abilities in areas that are relevant to military occupations, such as mechanical comprehension, spatial reasoning, and arithmetic reasoning.

The ASVAB is considered to be a challenging and demanding exam, and it requires individuals to have a high level of knowledge and skills in a variety of subjects. The ASVAB is widely recognized and respected in the military, and it is a valuable asset for individuals who are seeking to enlist in the military and pursue a career in the military.

The California Bar Exam

The California Bar Exam is a standardized exam that is required for individuals who are seeking to become licensed to practice law in the state of California. The exam is administered by the State Bar of California, and it is used to assess an individual's knowledge of California law as well as their ability to apply that knowledge to real-world situations.

The California Bar Exam is a two-day exam that consists of the following components: the first day is the written portion, which includes six one-hour essays and two three-hour performance tests, and the second day is the multiple-choice portion, known as the Multistate Bar Examination (MBE). The MBE covers subjects such as contracts, torts, property, evidence, and constitutional law.

The California Bar Exam is considered to be a challenging and demanding exam, and it requires individuals to have a comprehensive understanding of California law as well as the skills necessary to apply that knowledge to real-world situations. The California Bar Exam is widely recognized and respected in the legal community, and it is a valuable asset for individuals who are seeking to become licensed to practice law in California.

Civil Service Examination

The Civil Service Examination, also known as the Civil Service Exam, is a standardized test used to assess the eligibility of individuals for certain civil service positions in many countries, including the Philippines, India, and the United States. The test is designed to measure an individual's general knowledge, skills, and aptitudes that are relevant to the position they are seeking.

In the Philippines, the Civil Service Examination is administered by the Civil Service Commission and is required for individuals who are seeking to obtain a position in the Philippine government. The examination covers a range of subjects, including general knowledge, English proficiency, and specific subject matter related to the position being sought.

In India, the Civil Service Examination has also known as the Indian Administrative Service (IAS) exam and is conducted by the Union Public Service Commission (UPSC). The exam is considered to be one of the toughest and most competitive exams in India, and it is used to determine eligibility for various high-level positions in the Indian government.

In the United States, the Civil Service Examination is used by federal, state, and local government agencies to assess the eligibility of individuals for certain civil service positions. The examination can cover a range of subjects, including general knowledge, English proficiency, and specific subject matter related to the position being sought.

The Civil Service Examination is considered to be a challenging and demanding exam, and it requires individuals to have a strong general knowledge, good English proficiency, and the necessary skills and aptitudes for the position they are seeking

Note that this list is subjective and the difficulty of an exam may vary depending on an individual's background and abilities.

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