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slutforfictionalwomen · 7 months

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Kinktober Day 3

Natasha x Wanda x Fem reader

Warnings: Mommy kink, Bondage, Slight painkink, Dom/sub, Threesome, Praise kink.

"Hey babe," I walk up to Wanda. I kiss my girlfriend, which makes her smile and kiss me back.

"Hi lovey. How was your weekend?" Wanda and I agreed on meeting somewhere to walk to the Avenger meeting together since we live close to each other.

"It's been alright. I was pretty lonely since you and Nat were gone, but I'm feeling better now that I'm with you." I take her hand, swinging our hands back and forth as we're walking. I'm quite a new Avenger. I've been here for about a month and three weeks.

"Awwwe I missed you too, sweety. I'm sure Natasha has missed you too." Wanda and Natasha were already together when I joined the Avengers. They had been dating for over half a year when I joined in.

"Enough about me, how was your weekend?" I place a kiss on her shoulder.

"It's been alright. Of course, Nat and I found a few moments to have some fun," the witch says with a smirk on her face, "But of course, we also talked about you. We actually made plans for our date tonight."

I look at her confused, "Since when are we going on a date tonight?"

Wanda leans over, still walking, her lips brushing my ear. "Since your mommies decided so, little one," she says with a raspy voice.

My eyes grow wide, I swallow some saliva. Wanda just walks on, pretending like nothing happened.

"Hello, witch and weird animal whisperer. Welcome to today's meeting." Tony is approaching us.

"Hey, I'm not a weird animal whisperer!" I punch his shoulder. I always hate it when people call me that.

"Isn't that like what you do? Speaking to animals? Isn't that your whole power?" The mechanic goes on with a stupid smile on his face.

I open my mouth, ready to scold the man, but Wanda lifts my chin, making me look at her. "Hey y/n, don't let his words get to you. He's just trying to be funny, which he definitely isn't."

I nod my head. Wanda leads me to the others. That's when I see Nat. I try my best not to run up to her. I hug her from behind, of course the assassin saw it coming, but she acts like she didn't.

"Hey, pretty girl. I missed you," Nat says, turning around to kiss me.

"I missed you too! It was so boring without you and Wanda, I had nothing to do." I sit down in the empty seat between her and Wanda, like always. Wanda caresses my hand, as Natasha places small kisses in my neck. The two older women always make me feel special.

"We're gonna start the meeting." I look around and see that everyone has arrived.

I sit still and focus on the meeting. Natasha stops kissing my neck and takes my other hand, caressing it. Wanda and Nat love to show who I belong to.

"Don't be shy, lovey. I know the house looks big, but you'll love it. We're gonna have so much fun." Wanda leads me into Natasha's house. Of course, she has got the key, so she can always come in.

Once we're in the house, Wanda takes my coat off and puts it where it has to go. She also does the same with my shoes, crouching to take them off. Always the princess treatment.

"Come with me, Nat will be here," Wanda takes my hand, leading me to the living room.

Natasha is indeed there, working on her laptop. But as soon as she sees us, she closes it, walking towards us.

"Hi darling," she kisses me passionately. "Hey my love," she kisses Wanda, stroking her neck. Wanda leans into her touch. I know she is a switch, since she is my dom, but she is totally Natasha's sub. I'm not that far in my "training" yet, they have told me earlier, so what the two of them do together is something I can't handle yet. But they promised me that one day I'll be ready for that too.

"Come on, malishka, let us show you your room." The two of them both take a hand, walking me to the bedroom.

Once we walk in, I see my stuff is already there, obviously something Wanda did.

I turn around to face them. Natasha has probably seen the look on my face, because she says: "What's wrong, detka? Don't you like it?"

I look around the room. "No mommy, it's truly beautiful. But I really thought I was gonna stay with the two of you in a room." I look down at the floor, confessing my expectations.

"Oh no baby, we didn't want to upset you. Of course we are gonna share a bed a lot of the time, but we also wanted to give you some private space. For if you ever want to be alone. That's how Nat and I have done it for as long as we've been together. We share the master bedroom a lot of the time, but we also both have our own bedrooms. So if any of us needs to be alone, we can." Wanda explains everything to me, holding my hand with both of her hands now.

"You'll have two hours to move in to your room. During that time, Wanda and I will be cooking dinner. It's 5pm now, do you think you can spend two hours in your room and head to the living room at 7 for dinner?" When Natasha is done talking, she kisses my forhead.

"Yes mommy, I can do that."

"Good girl, put on some music. Let your door open for the cats if you need some company." Wanda embraces me once more before Nat takes her hand and they walk out of the bedroom.

Dinner was absolutely magnificent. This is what life is like living with two older, dominant women.

The dynamics between us are perfect. Natasha is a dominant. No way she could be a sub. I'm a sub. I could dom if I really really wanted to, but I don't really enjoy it as much. Then there's Wanda, who is a switch. She is submissive for Natasha, though she is dominant for me.

After dinner, we went for a walk in the forest next to the house. It was really relaxing, and I felt really safe, eventhough it was already twilight.

"Now it's time for the real fun, malishka." Natasha walks in front of Wanda and I, leading us to a staircase. The stairs go down, so it must lead to some underground room or basement.

"Remember you can always say no. We will stop immediately." Wanda kisses my hand and I nod.

Then Nat walks down the stairs, and opens the door at the bottom of the staircase.

My heart starts beating faster, as Wanda leads me into the room. I see a lot of leather benches. I see a desk, a few small closets with drawers which probably contain toys, I see walls of canes, whips, floggers, and other comparable stuff. I see a comfortable looking bed, but also an X-ray and walls with rings on them, and A LOT of other constructions. The room is full of BDSM related stuff, I haven't even named all of it yet. Everything is in the same dark red and black.

I come back to reality, notices my mouth is open. I close it, and look from Natasha, to Wanda, to Natasha again.

"What do you think about it? You don't have to like it, we hope you do, but it's okay if you don't want anything to do with this." Wanda does the talking, she knows she's the best at this.

"N-no. I really love it. All of it. It's so beautiful, I can't wait to be a part of this." I relax my entire posture.

"Okay then love, walk to the cirle in the centre of the room and strip for mommy. Leave the lingerie on," Natasha uses her low, dominant voice.

I do exactly what she tells me to do. I take off my shirt first, then my trousers fall to the floor. My socks also have to come off my feet. Now I'm left in my black lingerie set.

Natasha must've given Wanda an order, because the brunette walks to the wall, kneeling there facing the wall with her hands behind her back.

"You look so sexy, malishka, do you have any idea how much you affect me?" Natasha approaches me, an object in her hand which I can't identify.

"From now on you will only speak when spoken to by me or Wanda. You will refer to me by either mommy or or mistress. You will refer to Wanda by either mommy or ma'am. You will also end all your sentences this way." The older woman circles me, staying outside of the circle I'm standing in. She is at least four feet away from me.

"Yes mistress," I bow my head. Looking at the floor, I'm feeling so shy, standing here in the middle of the circle with barely any clothes on.

"Look at me." Natasha steps into the cirle. "I'm going to collar you, little one. I'm going to make you officially mine. Are you okay with that, detka?"

I look at the object in her hand. I now see that it's a collar. It has a word on it in red diamonds. When I look better, I see that it's not a word, but my initials, with a ring in between the two letters. It also has a ring on both sides. On the back I can see small letters, it is probably Natasha's last name. When I quicly look over to Wanda, I see that she's wearing one, too.

"Yes, mommy. Please make me yours, mommy." I respond to her question in the way I was told to.

"Good girl. I'm going to put this pretty thing on you now." She puts the collar around my neck and adjusts it perfectly, not too loose and not too tight.

"It suits you perfectly. Now come with me, I'm going to have so much fun with you." She puts a finger through the ring in the front of the collar, leading me to the wall next to Wanda.

"Wanda my love. Get up for me and help me with this pretty thing here."

"Of course, mistress, what do you want me to help you with?" Wanda gets up on her feet, Natasha gives her a kiss on her forehead.

"Please strap her onto the wall whilst I get changed, I'm sure you know how it works after all this time." Natasha pulls me into a hug while speaking to Wanda.

"Of course, mistress, don't stress about it." Wanda takes a step toward me, and Natasha walks away to the curtains in the corner.

"How do you like it, princess?" Wanda pulls me unto a hug, holding me tightly.

"I really love it, it all seems so perfect." I blush when I confess my truth. A lot of people would call me a whore for being into this.

"There are going to be some harder things, but yes we will do anything to take care of you in the best way possible." Wanda starts on the first leather strap around my wrist. The straps are attached to the wall. Lesther straps for both wrists and ankles. Then there are two safety clips on each side of my neck, for the collar.

"Spread your legs for me, love."

Without thinking I do what she says. This way the witch can strap my ankels to the wall.

"I'm leaving the collar clips for now, Natasha only uses them in some occasions." Just as Wanda steps away from me, Natasha appears beside her.

"Thank you, malishka. You can sit down on the side of the bed and watch for now, maybe if you're good, you get to touch yourself." Natasha approaches me, stroking from my neck to my belly with her fingertips.

"Yes mistress," Wanda smiles blushing and sits down on the side of the bed.

"You look so beautiful, strapped to the wall like this." Natasha traces my lower lip with her thumb, then she kisses me passionately. I moan into the kiss.

Once she lets go, I look her up and down. She's wearing a red lingerie set, with beautiful boots. I'm nothing compsred to her, but it makes me feel special that she loves me.

"This is purely for your pleasure, there is no reason for me to hurt you." She caresses my body with the black flogger she's holding. From my shoulders, to my breasts, to my belly, to my legs. She does this a few times, whispering loving words in my ear.

"Take off your shirt Wanda, focus on me y/n." We both do what Natasha tells us to do, knowing what power she has.

The assasin slips her thumb under the waistband of my panties, stretching it and snapping it back into place. I gasp at the tingle, it hurts a little, but I'm sure that if I weren't wearing dark lingerie you could see my wetness.

"I'm going to pull these down now, I expect to see you nice and wet for me." Natasha undoes the leather strap around my right ankle, so she can pill my panties down and take them entirely off on one side. She then straps my leg back into place.

"Wanda, take off your skirt." Natasha kneels in front of me, looking at my slit with hungry eyes. "Such a good little girl, so turned on for her mommy." She then unexpectedly pressed a kiss to my heat. I moan softly at the touch, but also the lack of it.

"It's okay, detka. I was just about to have my dessert." Natasha parts my lips with her fingers and starts to suck at my clit. She pushes her nails into my thighs while she does so, heightened the intensity.

"You taste so fucking good." Natasha goes from sucking to lapping. I throw my head back against the wall, barely able to keep standing, but the lesther straps help me to stay up.

"Wanda, you can touch yourself now."

I watch as the brunette slowly slides her thong down, revealing her pussy, and she starts rubbing it. I whimper loudly, watching one woman touching herself whilst the other is eating me out.

"I'm so close," I whine out as Nat starts to push her tongue inside me every so many licks.

"Then come for me, my a mess out of thos pretty legs of yours." Nat speeds up her movements, and I see Wanda throwing her head back moaning as she circles her clit, ramming into herself with two fingers of her other hand.

Just a few more licks, and I spill my juices all over Natasha's face.

Natasha keeps licking until she has lapped up all of my wetness.

"Thank you mommy, thank you so much." I sigh as I notice how Wanda has already gotten up, undoing the straps on my feet. She looks deep into my eyes.

"You didn't think we were done yet, weren't you? Oh, darling, the night is only about to begin."

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littlexscarletxwitch · 5 months

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── ༊*·˚⋆ 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝗶𝘁, 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗲

paring: yelena belova x fem!reader

tag(s): smut with plot but not really, a bit of angst but then again not really, nsfw, wlw sex

warning(s): MDNI, +18 ONLY read at your own risk, explicit wlw smut, wlw sex, oral sex, kinda toxic relationship, mentions of drinking alcohol, grammatical errors, unedited

word count: 3k

note: I'M SO SORRY GUYS IT SOOOO LOOOONG. College had been kicking my ass. Agh! I need a break from that shit. Anyways... I was actually going to make the smut part longer but I kinda didn't want to ruin it, so this is what you get lol. Also I literally googled the russian pet names, so please correct me if they are wrong. I hope you all like it! Lots of love, M <3

note 2: I got so many requests and I'm so glad you guys asked me to write your ideas, I really appreciate that. It's going to take me so time but I WILL WRITE THEM and I'm so excited about them. Love the way you guys think lol <3

requests are open! + check my rules here + masterlist <3

⇨ Detka: baby - Moya lyubov: my love - Malishka: little girl - Krasotka: gorgeous

You knew this whole thing was wrong, it was a toxic never ending cycle, but still you could never help yourself when it came to her.

You and Yelena were together for three years, three years filled with love and lust and happiness; but then your relationship became hateful, bitter and full of anger, still the lust between the two of you remained the same.

Allegedly, the two of you had broken up 5 months ago. Allegedly, you resented her for the shit she put you through. Allegedly, you didn’t even want to see her face.

Nevertheless, she always found her way back to you, —back to your bed—. The moment her lips made contact with yours, you knew you had lost all sense of reason. How could you restrain yourself when her hips grazed against yours in a slowly almost painful yet divine pace that had you arching your back and curling your toes?

“Fuck,” you breathed out, as her hands thighten the frim grip on your waist.

You always promised yourself it would be the last time, that it was just your body reacting to hers, that you would be strong the next time and would turn her down. It took you a couple more slips to finally understand that you and Yelena were done, that the two of you were through. But you finally came to your senses.

“You do know this is the last time, right?” you said breathless, feeling your quick heartbeat in your eardrums.

You sword to yourself that would be the last time you let yourself give in to her. Just one more night of pleasure, just one more night of kisses and whimperings and moans, and the next day it would be over.

“Yeah, I know,” though her voice was muffled by your cunt you could still make out the sarcastic tone in her voice.

“I mean it, Yel,” you tried to sound serious, and apparently you did because she lifted up her head for her eyes to find yours.

“I know you do,” and she did know. She knew that you meant it, at that specific moment.

But she also knew your statement wouldn’t last long, that you would soon change your mind and her lips would find their way back to your neck, hips, thighs and cunt.

So she allowed you to think it was over, but it will be over once she decided so.

[...]

It’d been a year since you had last seen her, you thought that was it, that the two of you had moved on at last. But maybe you got it all wrong, maybe all the things she made you feel enhanced by being away from her, maybe you forced yourself to forget about her. But there was no point in trying it, for she had made a mark on your heart. Like a tattoo, always under skin even when it gets removed.

But tonight was supposed to be different, you were supposed to have fun, drink and dance with your girl friends. But for some odd reason you couldn't stop thinking about the blonde. You would mess around with some people, but you found yourself thinking that it wasn’t her hands roaming around your body, or her lips leaving kisses and bites all over your neck, it wasn't her scent and it most certainly wasn’t her hoarse voice reaching your ears.

As you and your friends made your way to the bar, you heard your phone ringing. Even before you took a look at the screen you were 100% sure that it was her calling you, who else could it be then?

Your heart picked up its pace as you looked at the ID caller and your suspicions were confirmed. It was at that moment that you realised that you had never blocked or deleted her contact number.

Before you could answer or decline the call, it stopped. You swallowed down the lump that hard formed on your throat, unsure of what would be next. And soon after it stopped you got a text from her, you were about to read it when you noticed that someone was calling out for you.

“I’m sorry, what was that?” you said, quickly putting away your phone, trying to focus on your friend’s words over the loud music.

“We have to use the restroom. Let’s go,” she said, reaching out for your hand, motioning for you to tag along.

“No,” you step back, away from her reach. “I, um,” you felt your phone burning your hand. “I’m going to get some air, okay?” you noticed she wanted to say something against it, so you quickly added: “I’ll be right back, I promise,” you smiled at them, before making your way out of the club before they would follow after you.

Once the cold air of the night filled your lungs you felt like you could finally breathe properly. You looked at her missed call and her text message on your phone screen, it was simple: an address. You knew what that meant, but you weren’t sure of what you should do. As if sensing your doubt, she called you again. The phone kept on ringing in your hand, as you made up your mind.

Seeing her tonight was a bad idea, right? Yes, you might not be really drunk but the alcohol was messing with your brain and you were not thinking straight. Plus, your friends were going to kill you for meeting her.

Seeing her tonight was a bad idea, right? You weren’t just going to throw away the last year and pretend like nothing had happened.

Seeing her would be a bad idea, right? But your mind had other plans as the memories of her soft lips and her rough hands and her raspy voice all came rushing to your brain, and suddenly it was all you could think of.

Seeing her tonight…? Fuck it, it’s fine, was your only thought as you picked up the call.

“Hello, detka.”

The old pet name sent a silver up your spine, still you were yet to form a coherent thought.

“I missed you,” she paused, waiting for you to say something. “Did you miss me?” she tried again. Still, you weren’t answering her, but she knew you were listening carefully to every word. “You know? I’m all alone right now. I wouldn’t mind some company.”

You could sense the undertone she was using, you were no fool to her tactics, even though you would always fall for them. That was the kind of power Yelena had over you, everytime you would do so much as think about her your brain would just shut down and you wouldn’t be able to hear your own thoughts.

“No,” you stated firmly. Shaking your head even though she could not see you.

“Oh, baby. What’s the matter? You want me to pick you up?” you could hear the jiggling of some set of keys. Your heart stopped for a second, was she really that desperate to come and pick you up? You felt your stomach burning.

“This is… This is not right, Yelena. I shouldn't have picked up the call. I should probably not—.”

“Oh, come on, moya lyubov,” again with the russian nickname that would make your knees weak. “How about this, I pick you up, we get some coffee and we just have a quick chitchat?”

You knew that it never was so simple with Yelena, but you felt your walls crashing down.

“I’m not sure, Yel…” it felt weird to pronounce that nickname after so long.

“Look up, pretty girl.”

You felt your stomach sink as you did as you were told. And there she was, in all her glory. You didn’t even question how she knew exactly where you were, Yelena just knew stuff. You knew she was your ex, but she said it was just a quick chat, can’t two people reconnect? You knew you were stronger now to her advances, you were pretty sure you only saw her as a friend. But, in all honesty, you knew you were full of shit.

Without a word, you sent a text to your friends, put your phone in your purse and got into the car, wrecking all your plans. You knew you should just stop, but you couldn't. You cursed yourself for that, she knew you too well and you hated both yourself and Yelena for that.

As soon as you took the passengers sit, Yelena sped up the car and the two of you left the building and your friends behind.

“I did miss you, Y/n,” was the first thing she said as she rested her hand on your thigh.

She knew how much you loved it when she did that.

“Mmm,” you muttered, unsure of what your answer should be.

“Didn’t you miss me?” she jokingly asked as she gently squeezed your skin.

“What do you want, Yel?”

“I thought I told you,” she quickly took a look at you before looking back at the road. “I just want to chat, that’s all.”

“It’s never that simple with you.”

“Well, maybe this time it is. Maybe this time I want things to be different,” she smiled at you, making your heart skip a beat. She still had that kind of power over you and you hated her even more for that. But not really.

You gently shook your head. It was bad, you shouldn’t have picked up the call, you shouldn't have gotten into the car. You should have thought things more clearly before letting her into your life again.

As you were mentally cursing yourself you didn’t realise that the two of you had already made it to whatever place she had driven the two of you. Realisation hit you as you now had now idea where the fuck you were, you had no other choice but to follow her. Or so you told yourself.

Yelena opened the car door for you and stretched her hand out for you to take. Which you did, you didn’t even fight it, you longed for the contact of her skin against yours. And maybe, just maybe, you thought it would be enough, just by intertwining your fingers in between hers. But, god, you were wrong.

You knew the moment you would step through her front door all sense of reason would leave your mind, and it would only remain the lust and feel of belonging you always felt around her. And you were right, the soon you stepped in, it was like you were that same person a year ago and you had no intention in fighting your feelings, not anymore. You thought maybe you deserve it, as a reward for being all this time apart from each other.

As soon as you entered it was as if you could feel Yelena everywhere. It wasn’t just the fact that she was there next to you with her hand in between yours, but you could all also smell her scent all over her place, you could see her in the furniture she had chosen, hear her in the music that was playing, and even though you had yet to taste her lips you were so overwhelmed by her entire being that it felt as if you already had.

“So, um,” she cleared her throat as she closed the door behind the two of you, getting your attention. “Would you like some coffee…?”

“Fuck it, it’s fine,” you mumbled to yourself once more before dropping your purse and shortening the distance and crashing your lips against hers.

Yelena’s hand quickly found their way to your hips, gently squeezing your flesh earning a low groan out of you. She pulled away gasping for air but the next second her lips were back on yours. You moaned into her lips as her tongue easily slipped into your mouth and found yours to mess around with.

You felt a warm feeling in your stomach as her hands roamed all over your body leaving goosebumps on their way. Then they rested on your ass, grabbing the muscle motioning for you to jump on top of her, which you did without a second thought. The feeling became a small fire in your stomach the moment your chest was pressed against hers.

“I knew you would come back,” she mumbled in between your lips, feeling her grin into the kiss.

As a response you bit her bottom lip, not really sure what you meant by that but it felt good when you heard a low moan escape from her lips.

“Don’t push your luck,” you said once you let go of it, earning a small chuckle from her.

“Yeah, you’re right, krasotka,” her thick russian was only fuel to the growing fire in your stomach.

Her lips found the crook of your neck and she left as many bites and kisses as she pleased, leading the two of you to her bedroom. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your fingers found their way in between her hair.

Once in her bedroom, Yelena gently laid you on her bed. As her lips made their way down to your collarbone, her hand tugged at the hem of your dress slowly and painfully bringing it up to your waist.

On command, you spread your leg open letting Yelena’s head take the place in between your thighs. She kissed and bit them, her lips ghosted over the area where you needed her the most, but all you got was her hot breath which sent a shiver up your spine and made you groan out her name.

“Stop with the teasing,” you begged her, as your legs rested on her shoulders.

“Tell me what you need,” she breathed out.

“I need you… I need your lips on me,” it almost came out as a moan.

And she did as she was told, but it wasn’t quite what you wanted. Her lips kissed and licked your core, but it wasn’t enough since the area was still being covered by your panties. You wanted more, needed more.

“Yelena, please…” you begged her once again.

“Shh…” she cooed as her fingers tugged at the hem of your underwear and slowly pushed it out of the way. “Is this where you need my lips, malishka,” her hot breath over your now uncovered cunt ripped a moan out of your mouth.

“Yes, yes, just please do something. Please, Yel, I—,” a whimper cut you off as you felt her tongue licked up your slit. “Fuck,” you could feel your heartbeat going a mile per hour.

Her tongue went up and down a few times, tasting your juices, loving who wet you were for her. She then made sure to give your clit as much attention, so she wrapped her lips around it and sucked hard. You felt your leg trembling on her shoulders as she worked her magic on you.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you were a moaning mess, the fire in your stomach felt like it was taking over your entire body and you only wanted to give in, to let it consume you whole —to let Yelena consume you whole—.

You wrapped your legs around her head, bringing her even closer to you. The thought of her suffocating on your count scared you for half a second, but then as she ate you like a starving woman, the thought only added more to your arousal.

Yelena took a quick look at you: eyes closed, lips slightly trembling and parted, brows furrowed, your leg around her head, your hand flying to meet her hair. She wanted that moment to last forever, she wanted to be forever buried in between your legs if it only meant she could see you like this. But she could not stop time and live forever in that moment, so she could only moan at your sight. And that was what it took for you to finally come undone in her lips.

You cried out her name as your leg almost squeezed her head too harshly, but she could take it. A few curses followed her name as her tongue and lips helped you right out your high.

“I missed this, malishka,” she said breathlessly as you unwrapped your legs around her.

Her nose, lips and chin were glistening from your release, you felt something like a match lighting up inside you once again. Much to your dismay she used the back of her hand to clean some of it, which she noticed that it had bothered you since you slightly frown. She chuckled at just how cute and precious you were.

She crawled on top of you, placing her knee in between your legs and her lips found yours. You moaned as you tasted yourself on her lips and tongue, feeling the fire coming back to life.

“I missed you… so much,” she said in between kisses. “Tell me… you missed me too…”

Drunk on her scent, lips and words you couldn’t think properly. But still the words you blurted out were the truth: “I did… I missed you too…”

“Then we should… make up for… the time we lost…'' she said as her hand expertly tugged down the cleavage of your dress, she smiled to herself as she realised you weren’t wearing a bra.

She trailed a path of kiss from your neck, down to your collarbone to finally end with her lips sucking your right nipple.

“Yeah, we should…” you breathed out.

“Then, we are going to be here for a while,” she said, her words were muffled by your tit inside her mouth.

You giggled at her words but then it turned into a moan as she went on sucking.

You knew the whole thing would fire back eventually, but your head was empty, blank, no reasonable thoughts. Just one that it keep you going and that was the only thought you were willing to listen to: ‘Fuck it, it’s fine.’

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-M

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homicidalbrunette · 6 months

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Katya saying she had a dream that she got them an Emmy as a present for Trixie 😭😭😭

#trixie mattel #katya zamo #Katya #katya zamolodchikova #trixie and katya #soft Daddy top Katya and his boy #literally trying to give him everything he wants even in his dreams #mama #malishka #supportive besties #cj post

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malishka13113 · 2 years

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Welcome to the Club 😜🥳😎🍸🎼🥂🍾💰💸👯.

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flixadda · 2 years

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OMG! Neelam, Karishma Bua and Sonia have a grand celebration after plotting against Lakshmi, Deets Inside

MUMBAI: Zee TV’s Bhagya Lakshmi has been highly appreciated by the masses from the time of its launch. The show stars Rohit Suchanti and Aishwarya Khare in the lead roles. Fans are in awe of Rishi and Lakshmi’s chemistry and find the story of the show quite intriguing and unique. Also read: Bhagya Lakshmi: Big Revelation! Gautam’s first wife is alive, stops his wedding with Ahana In the serial,…

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abimess · 2 years

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"Come here, babe, I wanna feel you..."

"Come here, babe, I wanna feel you..." The voice calls you from the bed in the center of the room, and you smile as you remove your suit jacket and put it on the rack next to the door.

"Here I am," you answer finally, climbing your way atop your wife's body, who's lying on the mattress in a nightgown too see-through for your self-control. "Where do you wanna feel me?"

Instead of a verbal answer, Wanda kisses you sensually, her tongue meeting yours slowly as her hand holds yours. When you notice where she's taking it, you smile against the kiss.

"So needy. You've been missing me too much?" You tease with a gentle squeeze on her inner thigh, a tug on her lower lip, and the brunette whimpers softly against your mouth. "Yes, baby, please."

You barely register her answer as you move your fingers up, feeling no fabric preventing you from reaching her wet folds. You grunt against her neck, depositing soft kisses along her jawline as your fingers draw light circles across her clit. "Please, what, darling? You'll have to be more specific."

"Please, malishka, I need you inside me." Her pleading tone sends a chill all over your body, as does her nails digging on your shoulders and her leg wrapping around your waist.

So you kiss her again, your fingers moving with more expertise, eager to give her exactly what she wants.

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#wanda maximoff x reader #elizabeth olsen x reader #elizabeth olsen #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff imagine #wanda x reader #elizabeth olsen x you #ask game #randomshyperson main

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vdo247 · 2 years

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Bhagya Lakshmi : Balwinder Kidnapped !! Pakkdi Jayegi Malishka? | SBS

Bhagya Lakshmi : Balwinder Kidnapped !! Pakkdi Jayegi Malishka? | SBS #Bhagyalakshmi #Rishmi #AishwaryaKhare #Bhagyalaxmi #MaeraMishra #RohitSuchanti #RishMi

Rishi has caught Balwinder, but it seems like Malishka is the most tensed in this situation. Malishka is scared that Balwinder will expose all their secrets to Rishi and she will be left to face the consequences. Watch the video and stay connected for more updates.

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#bhagya lakshmi #Bhagya Lakshmi: Why is Malishka so tensed #what is she hiding? | SBS

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kissesforsatoru · 2 years

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Hii, can I request prompt 15 and 16 with fyodor, with fem!reader. If you want you can just do one prompt. Ty and have a nice day!

𓏲 ˖. pairings. . . fyodor x fem!reader

𓏲 ˖. summary. . . “let them watch, that way they know you're mine” + “you look so pretty all fucked out and covered in my cum”

𓏲 ˖. warnings. . . general yandere themes, public-sex, begging, jealousy, posessive behavior

𓏲 ˖. notes. . . this is incredibly long awaited and a little sloppy , i’m sorry 😭😭

fyodor is the kind of man who adores showing off his lover, but is also very possessive. you aren't really sure how to feel. about that, because whenever fyodor gets jealous, you have to deal with the repercussions—and he gets jealous easily. but then again, you aren't allowed out often enough for you to really be bothered by it.

he likes to drag you along with him to decay of angels meetings, which is one of the few places you're able to relax in public with him. everyone there knows that you belong to fyodor, so you don't usually have to worry about him getting jealous there. usually, because sometimes nikolai will flirt with you and purposefully make fyodor upset.

but, today is different than the days when nikolai jokingly flirts with you, because someone new is here—someone completely unknowing to the fact that flirting with you could cost him his life.

from what you know, he's someone that was hired to cator food and drinks after nikolai complained about always being hungry during meetings.

he got flustered, fumbling over his words when he asked if you needed anything. you should've declined, maybe even flat out ignored him, because you could tell fyodor was very unhappy that you requested water. and making matters worse, the boy wouldn't stop staring at you, completely oblivious to the growing danger he's causing for you and him.

when the meeting was finally over, everyone left the room except for the boy who stood nervously by the door, still staring. you've been trying to ignore him this whole time, instead mindlessly sipping on the water, but the intensity of his stare made you squirm uncomfortably in your chair.

you nearly choked on your water when you felt fyodor grab you by your waist, roughly pulling you out of your seat and into his lap.

“i miss you, malishka.” he mumbled, nuzzling his face into your neck. “i haven't gotten to hold you all day.” his words were muffled into your skin, the warmth of his breath causing you to shiver in his hold.

you don't get the chance to reply before you feel him suck harshly on your neck, dragging out a pained gasp from you. you hold onto his shoulders tightly, trying your best to push him away to ease the pain, but he hardly budges. insted his arms wrap tighter around you, pulling you even closer against his body.

when he pulls away, he licks lightly at the mark he left behind before kissing it. you feel one of his hands come to rest high up on your thigh, pushing up the skirt he made you wear ever so slightly.

“wa–wait,” you say frantically, gripping his wrist. “what are you doing? someone might see!” and by someone you mean the boy who might still standing by the door. you try and turn to check, but fyodor grabs your chin and kisses you.

he squeezes your jaw just enough so that you open your mouth, allowing his tongue to invade. tears welled in your eyes at the overwhelming force of his lips against yours—it was needy and desperate, so much that you could feel the urgency.

fyodor only pulled back when you started tugging at his coat, indicating that you couldn't breathe. he threaded his fingers into your hair, tugging your head back lightly to get the perfect view of your dazed face.

“let them watch, that way they know you're mine” he hummed, pushing your body yo rest against the table behind you. you didn't say anything, just watched nervously as he pushed your skirt further up to reveal your bare cunt—fyodor instead that you don't wear any panties so that he can use you easily whenever he wanted.

you moan shakily when he slowly slides a finger inside your cunt that was already embarrassingly wet. your body can easily be swayed by the pleasure that fyodor brings to you body—you've never been able to deny him, and now won't be an exception.

any worry about the boy watching practically disappeared as fyodor fingered you, his fingers curling into the right spots easily distracting you from anything but him right now. your eyes flutter closed when he adds another finger and presses his thumb flat against your clit, rubbing it lightly to stimulate your body even more.

his lips latch onto your chest just under your collarbone where he sucks another hickey, follwed by many more as he trails his lips down to your tits. he licks the bud lightly, skillfully swirling his tongue over it before taking it into his mouth.

“fyodor,” you panted, unable to catch your breath. “please, fuck me already!” you whined, wiggling your hips against his crotch greedily in hopes of enticing him to fuck you—but he doesn't. Instead, he grips your hip and holds them down against his body as he continues to tease your needy cunt.

“please! fedya—need it, please!”you beg pathetically, tugging at his shirt in desperation.

“you've gotta beg harder than that, love. you know what i want to hear.” he hums, pressing his thumb against your clit and massaging it with a barely there touch.

“please! I'll do anything you want, just fuck me!” you plead. tears well up in your eyes and you can't help but whine pitifully as he continues to tease your body with his fingers, not making any move to give you what you want.

“i’m sorry! i’m only your slut and nobody else’s! please let me cum on your cock!” you cry out, practically choking on your words as you sob.

“that’s it, good girl.” fyodor says as he pulls his fingers out of you and instead slipping them into his mouth, licking them clean of your slick. you watch embarrassed as he hums in delight at your taste, savoring every last bit of flavor carefully—even after all that’s left on his fingers is his saliva.

after he’s done, he pulls you close for a sloppy kiss while he takes off his pants and aligns himself up to your fluttering pussy. you sigh contentedly into the kiss as he rubs the head of his cock against your soaking cunny, every now and then teasingly slipping in and then right back out.

you don’t expect it when he shoves his cock all the way in roughly, the force of his thrust causing you to choke on a cry. he only gives you a few seconds to adjust before he pulls out and thrusts back in just as rough as the last time. he thrust roughly in and out of you, over and over again until your haphazard moans are loud enough for everyone to hear how good he pleasures you.

you grow dizzy quickly, and you can’t help but weakly fall into his chest as he continues pummeling you relentlessly. he grips your hips tightly, directing them so that he’s hitting your sweetest spots with every thrust. you’re sure you’ll be sore and unable to walk tomorrow, but right now the pleasure is worth every bit of pain you have later.

“ah, ‘m so close” your words slurred, sounding more like a muffled moan than anything, but fyodor still understood. you were almost at your limit—the familiar coil in the pit of your stomach growing tighter and tighter, ready to come undone at any moment a telling enough sign of that. you wanted to hang on a bit longer, but that was practically impossible when you were feeling this good.

with another deep thrust, you gasped in pleasure as you began to tremble in his hold. but he didn’t stop or falter. he kept thrusting, panting hotly into your neck as he neared his own release.

“fuck,” he cursed, pulling out to pump his cock in his hand. he wrapped his free hand around your waist and picked you up to lay you down on the table. he stood between your legs and leaned over you as he came, the warm liquid spraying all over your plush stomach.

“you look so pretty all fucked out and covered in my cum” he whispered, smirking down at your limp form before leaning down to kiss you.

#yandere #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere bsd #yandere thoughts #yandere bungo stray dogs x reader #bsd anime #yandere bungou stray dogs #yandere bsd x reader #yandere fyodor x reader #yandere fyodor x you #yandere fyodor x y/n #yandere fyodor #bsd fyodor #fyodor dostoyevsky bsd #fyodor x y/n #fyodor x reader #fyodor x you #dead dove do not eat

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rats0and0love · 1 year

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“Do you think I enjoy punishing you?! Because I don’t!” yan gogol x reader

W͓̽A͓̽R͓̽N͓̽I͓̽N͓̽G͓̽S͓̽ ͓̽I͓̽M͓̽P͓̽L͓̽I͓̽E͓̽D͓̽ＴＲＡＵＭＡＫＩＤＮＡＰＰＩＮＧＡＢＵＳＥ

NIKOLAI GOGOL loves you, he truly does! However, you haven't appreciated it. He tried everything, but nothing works with you. He wanted to hold you lovingly in his little cage, after all, you were his vulnerable, cute bird. But you were a fool and ran away. What can he do? He will find you- well...obviously. But other than that...HE WILL PUNISH YOU.

You were running on an unfamiliar street- where are you in Russia? Too late to think about this. Behind you was Nikolai, he enjoyed to see you in such pain and agony! It is like a game of cat and mouse. He just needed the perfect moment to attack you! So...he took out his little revolver and shot you in the thigh. You fell to the cold cement holding your thigh. You saw Nikolai approach you with a giant smile on his face

"Ah darling! what a performance! I loved it! Now quiz! What do you think I will do to you? Hm? " before you could even beg, scream, shout you felt your eyes closing by themselves... Did he just drug you? You woke up in a familiar room, on a familiar bed, with handcuffs of your arms and ropes on your legs 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘪𝘬𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦? You turned around only to see Nikolai glaring on you. "Good moring love!!!!! Howdya sleep?"

Next to him was an operating table full of scalpels,knives, and stuff you never saw. "Kolyenka, please i haven't meant that i will never run away-please! You-you know i love you-right? PLEASE NIKOLAI! " "What makes you think I believe you. Ah? FUCKING STUPID SHLYUKHA!" As you started crying he took out something like a saw... Nikolai put it next to your thigh. The first thing you noticed is that the saw was hot...almost burning your flesh. "Fly away, run away from me, but I WILL FIND YOU!" With those words you felt pain that you never experienced in the same thigh he shot you...you started screaming for mercy and help, yet there was no one to come, embrace you, tell you that they love you, run their fingers through your hair..only Nikolai inflicting pain on you. After your punishment was over, Nikolai uncuffed you and spread his arms towards you, mentioning you to embrace him. "Do you think I enjoy punishing you?! Because I don't!" With those words your tears came out like waterfalls. "Now, now malishka! shhh, don't cry! Let's get you all cleaned up! Aright? After that I can make us pirozcki! Is that okay? I know it hurts- please don't ever escape! Can you understand that I love you?!" With those words you left the basement in Nikolai's hands. He loved you dearly.

#nikolai gogol x reader #nikolai gogol #bungo stray dogs nikolai #yandere nikolai gogol #bungou gay dogs #yandere scenarios #rats0and0love

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slutforfictionalwomen · 7 months

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Kinktober Day 1

Natasha Romanoff x Fem Reader

This is my first Tumblr post, I don't know how everything works yet. Normally I write on Wattpad, but I wanted a bigger audience for kinktober, so here I am.

Warnings: Dom/sub, Painkink, Praisekink, Light degration, Spanking.

"Sit down." I just walked into the office of our new Russian teacher, and this is the first thing she says. Hello would've been nice. My first day at college has been finished for ten minutes, and yes, I already got detention on my first day.

"So, miss y/l/n. Could you please explain your behaviour in today's lesson to me?" Professor Romanoff leans slightly forward, holding eye contact.

Thinking back to today's Russian lesson, I didn't really do anything at all. Well, I got late because I couldn't find my cat in the morning when I had to give him his medicine, but that's all really. Though later on, the girl next to me asked me a question. Professor Romanoff heard me speaking when I responded to the girl, and that was detention for me.

"Uhm, I spoke during your lecture, answering another student's question." I escape from her gaze, looking away from her emerald green eyes.

"Eyes on me, miss y/l/n. Now, do you believe that it's appropriate to speak during my lecture?" I look back at her quickly. I immediately look down again, nervously. I catch a glimpse of her cleavage, as she has the top of her shirt unbuttoned.

"Your eyes are travelling places where they're not supposed to be. Answer my question."

My heart skips a beat. Why did she have to notice that? I have to answer her question. She asked if I thought of my behaviour as appropriate.

"No." I answer quickly.

"No who?" She looks at me, clearly unhappy with my short answer. Why does she have to be so strict but so breathtaking?

"No, professor."

"Good girl." She walks over to my side of the desk, circling me. "Now, what are we gonna do about your behaviour in class today?"

I keep quiet, not knowing what she's thinking about. My breathing gets heavier as my ability to think dissappears.

"At a loss of words, huh? Now, be a good girl and bend over the desk for me." She takes my arm and pulls me up.

"W-what?"

"You heard me, bend over the desk, y/n."

I do as she says, I don't know why I keep listening to the older woman. Any normal student would've run out, heading for the principal's office. But I want this. The second I walked into her classroom, she got me nervous. Not because I felt threatened by her, but everyone can see that Natasha Romanoff is stunning.

"You know, detka, you're under no obligation to do this. If you say stop, I will immediately." The professor whispers in my ear, making sure that I'm okay with this.

I nod my head, allowing her to do whatever she wants to me. She truly is the woman of my dreams.

"Use your words, malishka."

"Go ahead, professor." I shiver as her hand slides over my clothed back and butt.

"Good girl, can I take this off?" She tugs on my skirt.

"Yes, professor," I answer, my voice becoming smaller at her actions.

I feel the piece of clothing coming off.

"This one is gonna have to disappear, too," she says, removing my shirt from my body. Now that the shirt falls to the ground, I'm nearly naked. My only coverage is the forest green underwear I chose to put on in the early morning.

"Now, I think ten will be enough." Professor Romanoff is stroking my hair, to my back, to my arse. She keeps doing that for a short while, coaxing me to relaxation.

A sharp pain on my left buttcheek takes me out of my slumber. A yelp escapes my lips at the suddenness of the smack.

Suprisinly, I didn't dislike it. I feel excitement growing between my thighs.

"Stay focused, detka." She chuckles at the suprise in my body language. Then her hand comes down again, on my right buttcheek this time.

This time, I flinch, but I don't make a sound.

Professor Romanoff presses a kiss to my lower back, right before her hand meets my arse for the third time, this time with a lot more fierce.

I keep in the sound that wants to escape, wetness rushing to my pussy.

"Where are those sweet sounds of yours? You're allowed to express your feelings, love." She pulls my thong down, stroking my butt with her fingertips. I let out a sigh at the soft touch.

Her hand comes down harder than before, making me gasp loudly. Professor Romanoff chuckles at my reaction, smacking my buttcheeks for a fifth time. I whimper at her harshness, gripping the edge of the desk.

"Ahw malishka, do you have to hold on to the desk? Don't worry, we're halfway through." She kisses my neck, grazing it with her teeth as she pulls away.

Her hand comes down for the sixth time, lower on my buttcheek. I hold onto the desk, moaning out.

I feel how the wetness between my legs has grown and clench my thighs together, which the older woman immediately notices.

"Nuh uh." She spreads my legs with a quick move. She then pulls me down, so she has access to my pussy.

"Someone is turned on for her teacher, just a little slut." She gathers some of the wetness on her fingers and starts circling my bundle of nerves. I shudder against her, whimpering at the sensation.

With her other hand, she smacks me for the seventh time. She keeps circling my clit, pressing her lips onto my lower back. I feel her smile on my skin.

"Just three more times, sweety, then it will be over." I hear her raspy voice close to my ear. A moan escapes my mouth.

"Ahh!" Her hand comes down on my butt really hard, as she pushes a finger in my pussy. I move my hips against her hand, but pain shoots through my arse. "Hey, stop that now." Professor Romanoff's rigorous voice echos through the room.

I stop my movements for her to push a second finger in. She is clearly experienced since she knows how to hit the perfect spots inside me.

I arch my back, and I feel a hard, last smack of her hand, forcing a squeal out of me.

"I'm so proud of you, detka. You've been such a good girl for me." After pulling her fingers out, she starts pressing wet kisses onto my sore arse.

"Miss?" I ask politely.

"What's it, sweety?" The Russian professor asks between kisses.

"D-don't I get to... uhm, yeah, finish?" I say with a soft voice.

"Oh no, malishka, this was your punishment. But you know, if you come back tomorrow, maybe I'll think otherwise."

#natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff smut #marvel #kinktober #natasha romanoff x reader

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