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#please request with Scarlett
abbyromanoff · 9 months
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hi can you do an intersex scarlett with fem reader where they go out to eat for their anniversary and the reader teases scarlett for acting needy and being all flustered, then they go home and have passionate sex which ends up with reader having rose, with praise, daddy kink and back scratching (r to scarlett) i’m kind of a slut for back scratching lol. ps: i’m the same anon who asked for the wanda cam girl fic, the mommy reader fic and the mechanic nat!😁)
LOVERS ANTHEM
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PAIRINGS: Scarlett Johansson x reader
WORD COUNT: 3,247
WARNINGS: smut, Scarlett has a dick, fingering, breeding, teasing, public sex, car sex, blowjobs, scratching, praise, degrading, daddy (S), jealousy, possessiveness, pet names (baby, sweetheart, my love, darling, etc), mentions of blood, crying, think that’s all! :)
Grammarly wasn’t working so I had to do this with no spelling-check, ignore any mistakes!!
NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN!!
“Happy anniversary, my love,” Scarlett murmured against your hands, her lips lingering on the backs of them as you didn’t pull away. You only smiled, your cheeks turning red as did hers.
“You look beautiful tonight, so beautiful.”
“As do you, Scar.” Before she could respond, you both were greeted by the waitress serving you. She kindly asked for your requests before returning to the kitchen, grabbing your drinks, and dropping them off when she came back only minutes later.
“I still can’t believe you took me here, this place is fancier than the Met Gala.” You joked, your eyes roaming the building while your wife let out a short chuckle. You two had known each other since you were teenagers and had been together for nearly six years now. Although, it was your first year being able to call her your wife. Scarlett’s job made it nearly impossible to have relationships, or successful ones at least. But somehow, you two made it work. It wasn’t easy seeing her leave for months at times, but it was all worth it because, at the end of the day, you’d always have her.
“What can I say, you have the princess treatment.” She shrugged, leaning back in her chair to take a small swig of her wine. She watched you do the same, eyes trained on your lips when you slightly parted them to allow the liquid in. You then licked your lipstick-covered lips as a small moan escaped you when the drink hit your tastebuds.
She cleared her throat after a moment too long of staring, adjusting herself in her seat and mentally thanking all gods that the food came just in time. The waitress placed your plate in front of you carefully, then handed Scarlett her own. She quirked a brow as the lady turned to you, asking if there was anything you might need and leaving a moment later when you refused.
“Looks like someone has a crush.” She said before taking a bite out of her food, nearly choking when she realized how hot it was.
“Oh, please, she’s probably like ten years younger than me.” She nodded, clear signs of jealousy that tried to hide making way to the surface.
“Hey, look at me,” She did as you asked. “I’m yours, okay? I wouldn’t be wearing this ring if that wasn’t true.” You showed off the expensive piece of jewelry adorning your finger, the crystal shining under the light hanging from the ceiling.
“Well, I would hope so, or else I’d have to ask for that ring back.” The rest of the dinner went smoothly, at least in your eyes. The waitress checked on you two often, sending obvious signs your way that you acted oblivious to. Scarlett was grateful for that, but she wasn’t grateful for the tent in her pants. She tried hiding it with her hand purse, but that quickly failed when you picked up notice of her actions.
You had been teasing her the entire time without even knowing. First the lip-licking, then the small moans when you’d take a bite of your food or a sip of your wine, and then with the way words seemed to ease out of your mouth like it was nothing. She’d watch you bite your lip with a small smile after a joke she’d tell or a funny memory you’d make remembrance of, it drew her in from day one.
Your outfit wasn’t helping either, she had to help you zip up the back of your dress before placing the necklace she bought you earlier that day around your neck. She could still smell your perfume lingering on your skin, and the fact that it was her perfume you stole made it even better. Her girl, wearing her perfume, with the necklace she bought you, and the ring she proposed to you with; nobody would ever be able to have you the way she did.
“Scar? You okay?” She had been trying to focus on what you had been saying, but she was too attentive to your dress that hung low enough to show just the right amount of cleavage, the rest was left to the imagination. Anyone’s imagination. She quickly came to the conclusion in her head that she wasn’t the only one able to see you like this, your server and many others dining in could. They could all see her girl, her wife, in all the ways she didn’t want them to.
“Scarlett!” You snapped your fingers in front of her face, making her whip her head back up to direct her eye line back to your own. You playfully scoffed, making her gulp nervously.
“Seriously? You’re horny in the middle of a restaurant?” You gave her a smirk and she nearly jumped in surprise when she felt you brush your leg against her own. You could practically feel her cock straining against her suit pants and you could see how hard she was trying to not bend you over in front of everyone right here, you almost felt bad for her.
“Let’s go, we’re leaving.” She left two one-hundred-dollar bills on the table and rushed you both outside, keeping her mini purse over her crotch. You were immediately swarmed by a large number of paparazzi shining their cameras in your faces and asking questions you were too out of it to hear.
Once you got to the car you were pushed into the passenger door that Scarlett had opened for you before she sped over to the driver's side. You were shocked she didn’t drive over any of the cameramen with them crowding around the car and her frustrated self.
Finally, she was able to pull out of the parking lot and start her way to your shared home quickly. Her hand was resting on your inner thigh, rubbing small circles with her thumb as she was getting closer to your core. You shivered in anticipation, eyeing her large bulge with hunger.
Your wife looked over at you when she heard your seatbelt unbuckle. It was a red light, and it felt like it had been taking forever just for the next intersection to go.
“What are you doing?” You leaned over the dashboard, unzipping the fly of her pants and setting her cock free from the confinements. She gave you a hazy smile that you didn’t get to see as your mouth pressed against her length. Small lipstick stains were left on the skin as you teasingly pecked all over.
“Baby, someone could see us.” She frantically whispered, looking out each window for anyone who may have caught sighting of you.
“Aww, is someone a little camera shy? Don’t act all innocent, we both know you’d love to have someone catch us.” You watched as her cock twitched at your words and laughed, letting your tongue brush over her tip and reveling in the breathy moan she let out from above you.
“Does that turn you on, Scarlett?” She nodded. “Yeah? Of course, it does, you just want everyone to see that you own me, don’t you?” Again came her nod, this time with hesitation. You knew it was nearly impossible for her to speak in the moment, so you gave in and let your mouth wrap around her tip, your tongue licking the drops of pre cum oozing out of it.
The GPS had alerted you both that you were minutes away from arriving at your destination, the new information causing you to lower your head and take more of her in your mouth. Your tongue licked over the veins adorning her length, a whimper escaping from deep inside of your wife’s throat when you gagged around her.
Tears pooled in your eyes as the head of her cock hit the back of your throat, your hand finding its way around the rest of her that couldn’t quite fit. You stroked her slowly, letting your head go up and down as you felt her free hand traveling across your back and landing on your nearly exposed cunt. The dress had ridden up enough to show off the panties you had worn just for her and she ran her finger along them, feeling your wetness seeping through the fabric. It didn’t take long before she pushed them to the side, letting her digits slowly seep into you in order for you to adjust to the newfound feeling. You instinctively pushed back into her, the bumps on the road causing her to nearly jolt inside of you. The vibrations sent from your mouth and to her length only encouraged the coil in her stomach waiting to snap.
“That feel good, sweetheart? Yeah, you love daddy’s fingers, don’t you?” The car pulled into your driveway and she quickly stopped and turned off the car. She adjusted her seat to lean back for more room, her free hand previously on the wheel now resting on top of your head. She guided you up and down while her digits slid in and out of you quickly with no remorse.
“Oh, baby, daddy loves hearing you choke on her cock. That’s it, good girl.” There was no warning besides the thrust of her hips when she came down your throat, chanting your name rapidly and squeezing her eyes shut. There were a few drops that oozed down her length, but you tried swallowing every little bit you could. She quirked her lips when watching you, desperate to feel and taste every part of her.
You were finally able to breathe as you disconnected from her cock, a small string of spit following suit. Your tongue instantly landed on the drops of cum that had escaped from your mouth, making her erection rise the more you suckled on the sensitive area.
“You’re such a cock-hungry whore, milking me fucking dry.” She muttered through gritted teeth, letting her fingers ease out of your warm walls as you went to sit up.
“Did I do good, daddy?” You asked with faux innocence, knowing just how much it drew her crazy. She groaned, pressing her lips against yours as she tasted herself on your lips. Her tongue slipped through your mouth while her hand rested on the side of your face to pull you in closer.
“Oh, you did so good for me, love. I’m so, so proud of my girl.” She muttered against your lips, letting her fingers that were covered in your juices replace her mouth. You sucked on them without hesitation, staring at her through hooded eyes that had her bucking into nothing.
“Stay here.” She quickly left the car after zipping her pants back up, walking to your side of the car and, once again, opening the door for you. She didn’t give you time to move as she quickly grabbed you by the waist, tossing you over her shoulder and giving a small smack to your ass before rushing inside the house. You couldn’t see much in the rooms full of no brightness, that was until she entered the bedroom and switched the light on.
You felt yourself being tossed on the bed as she quickly unbuttoned her shirt and removed her pants, leaving her in just the undergarments she had chosen for the night. She quickly did the same to you, eager to see you naked and open for her.
“Come on, pretty girl, let me see you.” Her arms were at either side of her head as she leaned down to kiss you passionately, leading a hand to her crotch where she palmed herself.
“You see that, baby? You’ve made me so fucking hard, I just need to be inside you already.” You looked down and noticed her cock straining in her boxers.
“Please take them off, I want to see you…all of you.” You murmured, hooking your fingers on each of the straps on her bra. You pulled them down her shoulders and let them rest loosely on her arms while you then ventured to her back where the clasp was the only thing keeping you from seeing her breasts. You silently asked permission which you were granted and then let the clothing fall, sucking in a deep breath when you eyed her bare chest.
While you were too entranced in toying with her hardened nipples, you hadn’t noticed her length prodding at your hole. She didn’t bother to slip on a condom, there had never been an issue where she couldn’t pull out in time.
“Ah! Wait, it- it hurts, a lot.” She bit her lip to suppress any sounds that could escape her when she felt your warm walls clamping around her with a strong hold.
“God, you’re so fuckin’ tight, baby girl. Is this all for daddy, hm?” She asked, gathering your wetness on her fingertips only to lick them off moments later. She moaned at the taste, acting like a starved animal with how hungry she was for you.
It wasn’t long until you gave her the okay to move and you soon after felt her slowly deepening inside of you. The intrusion had you whining, but she was quick to shut you up with her own.
“Just- just a little more, you can take it.” She leaned down to rest her face on your shoulder blade, her nostril placed against your neck where she could still smell residents of your perfume.
“You’re taking me so well, baby.” She pecked your neck softly, smiling when you giggled at the sensation.
“Is it okay to move?” She asked after a minute of silence. She was so deep inside of you, you could feel her pelvis bone hitting yours.
“Yeah…yeah, you can move.” Your eyes squeezed shut when you felt the movements inside of you start back up again. It wasn’t as painful as it was pleasurable, but there were still small swabs of discomfort as her tip pressed against your womb repeatedly.
“Only I get to fuck this pussy, you got that?” You nodded in response to her question. “You belong to me, you belong to daddy, baby.”
“I- fuck! I- I belong to you, daddy.” Her hips quickened in their pace as you tumbled into spews of nonsense and jumbled words. You wrapped your legs around her waist as they pressed onto the skin of her ass, your breathy moans and pants only further turning on the blonde.
“Aww, is your daddy fucking you that good, darling?” She mocked a pout, watching the tears slip down your cheeks, ruining your mascara. You didn’t wear makeup often, but you wanted to make this one day special, and, god, did you exceed your aspirations.
She grasped your hips in both hands and lifted you up ever so little, smirking when she realized how badly the angle affected you.
“Yes! Right there! Right fucking there, Scar!” You yelped out when feeling a slap against your skin, the pain only causing an even higher-pitched moan to leave you.
“That’s not my fucking name.” You apologized weakly as your hands grasped onto any part of her they could find. They went to her shoulders and soon traveled down her back with your sharpened nails leaving claw-like marks. She hissed in pain when she felt blood being drawn, but it only made her harden her thrusts.
“Who would ever think such a sweet, innocent girl like you could be such a dirty little slut?” She sunk her teeth into your neck and felt your legs shaking around her body.
“You gonna cum, pretty girl?”
“Yeah, need to cum so badly, daddy.” You whimpered, grinding your teeth together in order for some sort of blockage to your loud noises, you knew there would be complaints later on if you didn’t.
“You think you deserve to cum?”
“Please, daddy, I’ve been so good, been such a good girl for you. I- I made you cum already, and- ah!” She licked over the bruising areas on your neck to soothe the pain, hoping it would cause some sort of relief.
“And what, sweetheart?” You struggled to let the words out, but they came pouring out of you before you could stop them.
“And I want you to cum…inside me. Please, daddy? Will you make your little girl a mommy?” She moaned at the title you gave yourself, her hips stuttering in their movements. She knew she was nearing her breaking point, and your pleas weren’t helping her from preventing it.
“You want daddy’s cum, huh? Oh, I bet you’d look so beautiful carrying my child.” You were both about to snap, the dirty talk only seeming to quicken it.
“Let me have your babies, daddy, cum inside me.” You begged in a quiet whisper, almost instantly after feeling warm spurts of her release coating your walls.
“Fuck, I’m- I’m gonna make you a mommy, baby girl, I promise.” The coil in your stomach snapped as you came with a silent scream, your nails once again digging into your wife’s skin.
Scarlett felt your juices coating her cock while hers continued to unload deep inside of you. She knew there was no chance of you not getting pregnant after this, the lifetime goal and dream shared by you two finally being fulfilled.
“You just needed me to fuck some sense back into you, huh?” You chuckled breathlessly and felt her length slowly departing from you. She watched as cum oozed out of you, only for her to collect every last drop with her fingers and push it back inside the best that she could. She smiled to herself when imagining a few months from now when you’d both soon be mommies.
“Happy anniversary, pretty girl.” You heard being mumbled into your neck, the sensation tickling your skin and causing you to giggle. The woman smiled from behind you, the blanket being the only thing to cover your naked bodies.
“Happy anniversary, Scar.” You held onto her arms that were wrapped around you, finding her warmth to be a sense of comfort. You both let out content sighs and held one another close, hoping to bask in every second of this moment.
“Mommy! Momma! Wake up, it’s pancake day!” Your three-year-old daughter yelled, bursting through the door to your bedroom. You internally groaned when you felt her jumping on top of you, poking at your face, and laughing when you grimaced.
“C’mon, mommy, I want pancakes!” You wished to have her type of energy at nearly eight in the morning, but you assumed it would leave her system in a couple of years.
“Baby, it’s me and mommy’s day today, just give us five more minutes, okay?” Your wife murmured, clearly upsetting the younger girl who gasped in shock. She climbed over to her already snoring form and let her knee dig into her ribcage.
“Don’t hurt momma, Rosie.” She looked back over at you, giving you her best glare that was a mix between anger and her puppy dog eyes. You always said she looked just like your wife.
“Don’t be on her side, mommy.” You sighed and, within only ten minutes, which was surprisingly fast for you, made a compromise with your daughter. She’d let you two shower and get dressed while she could help herself to some more playing time with her dolls.
The moment your daughters' footsteps echoed away, your wife turned to you, kissing up your arm and reaching to your neck where she whispered, “You think we have time for a quickie?”
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shiny-kaibernyte · 3 months
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I immediately gave you a follow since you wrote Drayton content. Toothpaste man!!!
Anyways, I love drama. I like the idea of Drayton pining after the reader while also making Kieran jealous 😭😭 could you write something like that??
Please take care of yourself btw! You write wonderful content!
We love our toothpaste man! And I'm so glad you like my stuff. This is so sweet of you and such an amazing request as well I would love to do this for you! I really do hope you like this 💜💜
Side note: I got a shiny Popplio when I read your request so I named it Cloudy as a little nod to you whenever I play.
Pokémon Scarlett and Violet Indigo Disk DLC Spoilers ahead!
A rivalry between the Dragon Elite four members and the Champion of the BB League turns into much more than just a race for Pokémon battles. When Drayton just wants to take you out on a date, Kieran's jealousy comes out to play, only pushing Drayton's goal to win your heart more.
SPOILER WARNING AHEAD (Indigo Disk Main Story and a little bit of The Teal Mask)
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A Dragon’s Heart | Drayton x Reader
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“Awe, come on~ just one date!” Drayton innocently pleaded, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. His eyes staring down at you whilst you scribbled down notes from your previous shiny hunt. 
You shook your head with a cheeky smile on your face, as you continued to scribble, “And my response will remain the same Drayton, a cafeteria chat is not a date! Maybe I'll say yes when you think of something creative, hm?”
“I’m creative! The cafeteria is just easy, it's not too noisy since everyone eats out in the terrarium! Plus free food!” He joked, attempting to make it sound appealing, even though he knows it's not good. Unfortunately, his brain can’t think of anything good enough, at least for him. Everything he’s thought of, he doesn’t think is good enough for you. And he’s thought of a lot. “I can help you out with your shiny notes, you know~ maybe even join you on a hunt!”
“Drayton, you don’t know the first thing about shiny hunting, let alone actually joining me on one.” You sighed jokingly, looking up at him as you closed your notebook, “If I remember correctly, didn’t you fail a shiny Pokémon?”
His face turned slightly red, embarrassment washing over him for a moment as he grumbled to himself, “Hey I thought the Axew was sick… It’s not my fault I didn't know the Axew was going to run from me!”
“You threw a berry at its head!” You exclaimed, lightly chuckling when you saw his embarrassed face. “And you call yourself the Dragon expert” 
His embarrassment turned into laughter as he thought about how stupid that was, the pair of you laughing together with bright smiles on your faces.
Your laughter didn’t go unnoticed however, from across the room, Kieran's eyes glared into Drayton. The sound of you laughing along with him only fuels Kieran's desire to be the best. But the jealousy was too strong for him to focus with the two of you laughing. “If you two are finished chirping like Starly’s over there, Drayton, you have a battle in five minutes. I suggest you get going.”
“Relax Kieran, I got plenty of time bud! Besides, it's unlikely they will be on time, it takes a while to prepare for a battle against one of us. So my opponent can take as long as he needs to!” Drayton argued with a hint of playfulness in his voice as Kieran gritted his teeth. A small smile crept on your face when you heard Drayton’s response, that was something you always admired about him. His patients was contagious, never rushing anyone into anything, always trying to make someone smile. Sure he has his moments of cockiness but that just adds to his character, every Dragon has a bite after all.
“Spoken like a true Elite, Drayton!” You chimed, standing up from the sofa. Drayton’s face turned a light pink, his heart lightly thumping. Surprised at himself that something so simple made him blush. His dragon heart only making more room for you.
Kieran's heart pounded in rage at your words, annoyed over the fact you were saying those words to Colgate and not him. Eventually, he puts on his no fudges given face and turns towards you both fully. “If you want to remain as the top Elite four members, Drayton, I'd get to your battle. I still have the power to remove you from this club.”
“Alright Alright! I’m going!” Drayton sighs, raising his hands in defeat. Kieran shook his head displeased as Drayton stretched his arms up, a sigh leaving his mouth before turning back to you. “So about that date… How about instead, as a warm-up, you come watch my battle as my special guest? That way, it’s not our official first date and I still get to spend time with you.”
You raise an eyebrow at him, trying to see where he’s going with this and what extra little plan he has going on inside that head of his. Until he raises a hand up for you to take, a genuine smile on his face as he patiently waits for your decision. With a bright smile, you take his hand, “I think that is a fair deal.”
“Have fun moping, Kieran!” Drayton yells as he gently pulls you along with him towards the door. Kieran had steam coming off his body as he watched the pair of you leave, and not just from Drayton’s response. A smirk appeared on Drayton’s face when he saw the jealousy in Kieran’s eyes. 
Soon his focus returned to the matter at hand, and he smiled at you, pushing and holding the door open for you as he guided you through it, “After you sweetheart~”
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romanoffsbish · 4 months
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Say it Again
Scarlett Johansson x Reader
Request | When you hear Scarlett’s genuine voice for the first time you are beside yourself… | WC: 1,365
Warnings: Smutty Undertones/Reference | Insecure SJ
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You were nervous, a bottle of merlot in your shaky hand as you tapped on your girlfriend’s door. You’d been friends for a few years, and girlfriends for one, but this was actually your first time at her house. It was silly to be nervous really, but you couldn’t ever help it, she was out of your league but somehow you have her. Loving her has been your greatest joy, there’s never a dull moment, and she proved you right again tonight.
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"Hey sweetheart," Scarlett greeted you, voice low and raspier than you'd grown accustomed to. Your knees buckled, in the moment you were entangled in her warm embrace, but as one would expect she pulled back to allow you to enter her home, and in turn you fell to your knees, bones painfully smacking the tile.
Scarlett's eyes widened and her body moved quickly. First, she slammed the front door shut, then she bent down to be eye level with you, her finger hooked under your chin and brought your nervous gaze up to hers. "My love, what happened? Are you okay? Do I need to take you to the emergency room? If you weren't feeling good you should have —." You cut her concerned rambling off with a timid kiss that she understood.
"Oh." She was smirking now, her hands moved down to help you as you stood to your feet, and once you were up she had pinned you to her front door. "Tell me love, what's got you falling to your knees before me..."
Of course your lovers voice had always enticed you, but you were just as naive to her true voice as the world. In the past decade she had tempered her tone down to appease the male gaze, cautiously training it to be more effeminate for the sake of her career, but in the confines of her own home she wasn't so reserved.
"Stop," you whined, face smushing into her shoulder as you felt the need to hide away from her alluring gaze. Scarlett chuckled, relishing in the way you shivered as her hand ran down your back in a soothing manner. "What? I'm just expressing concern for my baby..."
The way she had said baby, while placing a kiss just beneath your jaw was enough to make you whimper. Scarlett froze momentarily, then she kissed you with so much passion that your mind couldn't help but blank. Your connected bodies stumbled back towards her luxurious couch until you fell back with her atop.
"Y/N," she panted your name out against your lips, her eyes were unrecognizably black and you froze. "If you don't want to go forward, I understand honey..."
There had been no expectations when this relationship started, and due to both of your busy schedule's there had yet to be a moment of genuine intimacy thus far. Scarlett did let you ride her thigh once after an event, but the rush to the after party left you both upended, and then you agreed that the real first time should be special. You wanted her to feel your love, and not have it seem like you just wanted her for her appearance.
Looks aside, it was her charisma and bleeding heart that led you into this relationship, and it's also why you stayed—her kiss was enough to keep you happy, but now, with her genuine tone revealed, one that is deep without trying and exudes dominance all you could imagine was how good she'd sound when moaning.
"Please," you whined, hands gripping her shoulders so that she wouldn't pull away anymore than she had. "I want you Scarlett," your eyes pleaded for her to see the genuine need. "I need to hear you moaning for me."
"Need, huh?" Your eyes widened at the way her voice somehow deepened, the lust of the situation giving her the power to make you crumble so effectively. "Does my voice really get you going honey? How sweet..."
When you peered into her gorgeous green eyes you saw an unexpected vulnerability, it was clear that her tone hadn't always been so well received. "It is driving me crazy Scar, please, just let me make you feel good."
Scarlett searched your eyes for a long time, you were nervous she might not want this after all, but before you could be the one to ramble she kissed you deeply. Her hands explored your clothed body, and you felt the way she moved your hands to follow suit. You regarded her with a tenderness she was unfamiliar with, healing her soul in ways she'd yet to acknowledge she needed.
Reluctantly, the blonde pulled away, admiring the way that your lips instantly turned downwards as your eyes slowly fluttered open. "Please," you tried again but she just shook her head and smiled down at you. "Later."
That was all she offered you before she ventured into her kitchen, leaving you on the couch in a state. On the one hand, you were excited to spend this time with her, in a bubble of domestic exclusivity since hardly anyone got to experience this piece of Scarlett, but on the other you were hopelessly turned on by the deep rasp that seemed to wrap around almost every word she spoke.
“Popcorn?” Your body nearly jumped off the couch, the blonde smirked as your plush legs squeezed together on instinct. “W-what?”
“I asked if you wanted popcorn,” her voice was a bit softer this time, but not in a way that disguised her true tone. “For the movie marathon,” she added, smirking at the sight of your conflicted expression. You’d clearly forgotten the original plans for date night. “Yeah, that sounds good. Thanks Scar.”
Scarlett simply hummed and you were once again left at a loss for words, the blonde had to hold back her chuckle so as to not tease you further. There was more time to do that as she settled beside you on the couch.
Scarlett made comments every now and then, innocent in nature as she noted the parts of the first Thor movie she’d enjoyed, and the ones she didn’t. It was also where you got to mock her close friend for his horrid appearance. The makeup team must’ve been drunk is all you had said, but it was enough to make her laugh, and your brain short-circuited as the sound left her.
It was something you needed to hear again.
Your girlfriend picked up on your increase in jokes almost instantly, and her heart was mush as she realized what was happening.
Your infatuation was cute, and moreover endearing, because though you wanted to hear her lusty screams, she could also feel the tender way in which you appreciated her voice. Regarding it with a soft smile that paired perfectly with the clenched thighs.
After three movies full of her teasing, she finally pulled you into a kiss that divulged into desperation, but it never felt void of care. You loved her in a way that she'd never imagined possible, and so, she rewarded you with deep, sultry moans of your name that sparked a night of relentless passion...
That night, as you collapsed on the bed you quietly asked her to sing to you. You were so sleepy she wasn’t sure you even realized you’d done so, but she didn’t really care either way. Soon enough you were sleeping soundly on her chest after her lullaby had worked its charm. The blonde was feeling so many things in that moment, primarily joy, so she let herself cry it out without fear of judgement. Her heart pounded in her chest as she silently wondered how she'd gotten this lucky to have you to call hers. Nobody had ever loved her for who she was before, not entirely that is.
"I love you," she whispered, a smile overtook her face as you shuffled closer to her, placing a half asleep kiss to her bare chest as you easily whispered the words right back. Scarlett held you tight as she slipped off to sleep, a silent vow of hers that she'll never let you go.
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christinarowie332 · 5 months
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passenger princess
chris sturniolo x reader
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warnings : mentions of droogs . swearing (there’s (allways gonna be lots of swearing cuz i love “like an old married couple” trope)
reader and chris go for a late night drive .
(green text is txt messages)
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as wonderful as my boyfriend chris is , with his many talents and hobbies , he cannot drive for the life of him .
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“chris for FUCKS SAKE LOOK AT THE FUCKING ROAD”
“I AM LITERALLY LOOKING AT THE ROAD, WHATDOYOUMEANBRO,THEROAD-“
“CHRIS YOUR LOOKING TO THE SIDE OF YOU ,LOOK AT THE FUCKING ROAD INFRONT”
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“wait so clutch down , engine on do the gears and shit ….”
“ hand break up , take your foot off the clutch till it gets to the bite then-“
“what the fuck is the bite?”
“it’s right before u feel the car move”
“how do i feel the bite if the car don’t move”
“you just do chris”
“okay then what?”
“you take ur foot off the clutch , and press on the gas and go forward”
“sounds easy as fuck i’ve got this shit”
chris does as i say perfectly until he gets to the part when finding the “bite”
the car jumps forward throwing us both to the dash board , and spilling the two sweet teas next to us all over the front of the car.
“WHAT THE FUCK CHRIS”
“IDIDNTMEANTOIMSORRYAREYOUOKAY”
i unbuckeled his seat belt with a huff and looked up at him through my eyebrows . annoyance painted on my face. before unbuckling mine and exiting the car .
chris’s cheeks flushed with scarlett before getting the hint and getting out of the car to switch seats .
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so here i am now , sat in my car outside of his house at , 3:24 am , waiting for chris to get out of his house .
i had gotten a text about half an hour ago from him :
“i love u so much btw (can u please pick me up so we can smoke and chill i’m bored and i’m craving some fritos) your the best woman ever and u are so sexy (i’m literally begging you bro) you are allways right and u are the funniest person in the world(PLEASE y/n IM BEGGING YOU BE AWAKE”
“i’m awake christopher”
“soooooo???”
“i’m omw”
“did i mention i love you”
“i’ll be half an hour so don’t make me wait”
“😁”
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after about two minutes of waiting , i hear a door slam loudly. my head shoots up towards the noise only to see my gorgeous boyfriend grimacing at the loud sound .
he allmost ran to the car , the pockets of his grey sweatpants bulging with objects i couldn’t decifer , along with a orange hoodie and neon green Birkenstocks.
“what the fuck are you wearing” i say through giggles as he plops down hastily in the passenger seat .
“it’s fucking half 3 what did u expect?” he says in a strangely high pitched voice in defense while adjusting himself in the seat and riffling through his pocket .
he pulls out the following items and throwing it in his lap :
a lighter , two pink roll ups in a plastic tub , his wallet, his phone , his charger , a pepsi , chewing gum , three vapes and a pair of fluffy socks .
“what the fuck chris.” i say in disbelief at the amount of utter shit he pulled out before meeting his eyes and tight lipped goofy smile
“what? the essentials” he exclaims shyly shrugging his shoulders
i shake my head in disbelief again before starting the car and pulling out the driveway. chris plugs his phone in and opens the can of pepsi putting it in the cup holder next to mine . he eyes said cup holder , which has my keys , a lighter , two pink pre rolls and a cherry lip balm and smiles .
“great minds” he hums lowly looking away and opening spotify on his phone. i notice this and speak up .
“can i put a request in babe?” i say eyes on the road but angling my head towards him .
“depends , if u try and put some emo shit on i will literally grab the wheel and swerve us into oncoming traffic” he says in full seriousness looking at me with raised eyebrows .
“can u queue up lust by skies and i know by travis please and thank you” i say looking at him for a second a giving him a teeth smile . that doesn’t reach my eyes , in an attempt to ask nicely for a change .
he just stays silent staring at me mouth agape .
“what?” i say smirking and glancing at him for a second
“ i just realized i am actually in love with you”
“JUST?” i shout widening my eyes and aggressively side eyeing him before looking back at the road .
he just laughs and puts his hand on my thigh , before playing lust as i asked .
his grip on my thigh stays as we listen to the music , drawing circles with his thumb . i inhale deeply and try to hide the smile forming on my face . he notices and smirks before looking away out the window . i look at him now as we are at a red light and take the sight in .
his sharp jawline being accentuated by the poor lighting from the red leds . his hair messily falling over his forehead and ears . his eyes being lit up by the streetlight , making them glisten slightly with his lack of sleep . i put a finger on his chin and move his face towards mine resulting in him looking at me in shock slightly. i put my hand on his cheek and rub my thumb along his jaw before leaning in and kissing him .
the kiss doesn’t last long as a car honks loudly behind us . opening my eyes and seeing his face now being green i stay there looking at him smiling , eyes flickering over his face .
“y/n”
i hum in response still in a trance
“y/n the lights green baby”
oh
“oh”
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IMPORTANT BIMBO REQUEST & WARNING!!!
👇 Ok this is a long read so thought i’d give you some cute bimbo pics first 🤭
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I think (I know, great way to start for a bimbo hey? Thinking 😋 anyway…) I do think that there should be a concerted effort for bimbos to not continually be pushed by doms/dommes or hypnotists or just people in general to be these perfect bodied Barbie dolls pumped up with botox & huge lips, a bbl ass & larger than life tits & instead focus on the attitude & aesthetic that comes with being a bimbo.
I’ve been around the hypnosis & bdsm scene for a while now, and it just keeps showing up ~ the typical “bimbo” should be “this” or “that” etc & that’s just not true ~ especially these days, the bimbo is basically a girl who wants to be girly lol or bubbly & mainly loves pink. That’s it! That’s all it should be!
Yes, we like to dumb down & drop out while listening to files or just act a certain way, but more and more I see bimbos or wannabe bimbos saying that they want less focus on sucking c*ck or being subservient to a man etc & absolutely NO body modification suggestions ~ we simply want to be light & airy, bubbly & dreamy & would like hypnosis or conditioning to assist in this.
Most of us definitely don’t want to think at times & almost all of us want to be the best bimbos we possibly can be, but that SHOULD NOT entail body modifications in any way, shape or form.
1. It’s demoralizing
2. It’s based on misogynistic principles 🙅‍♀️
3. It’s dangerous! ~ many cases are being brought to light where these procedures are causing health problems later (look it up if you don’t know, trust me it’s shocking)
4. You’re fucking beautiful the way you are you gorgeous, bubbly bimbo! (Sorry for the swear but I needed you to know it 😋)
👇 ALL THESE BEAUTIFUL BIMBOS ARE FANTASTIC (I am not hating on those that get body modifications, but it’s not for everyone & it should not be pushed on us to be a bimbo the “right way” aka “keep going” attitudes etc.
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So yeah, bimbos & babes who love bimbos or hypnotists/doms/dommes PLEASE rethink the “look” & “actions” of the bimbo in your files & your attitudes towards bimbos in general! I guarantee there will be so much acceptance if your files/blog/dms etc are not based on misogyny & the typical bit titted, d*ck sucking lipped plastic doll.
Thanks in advance!
Luvya 😘
Scarlett 💕🫧✨
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juiles · 8 months
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All to well
Plot: idk. have fun!
Type: angst and fluff
Warnings: i am in no way saying that this is how all autistic people are!! This fic is based off my PERSONAL experience with autism and sensory overload. Please remember this as you read!!
Masterlist here!
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Being autistic has drawbacks for a normal person, but for an actress in Marvel movies, it was tough. I’m proud of who I am but I didn’t want the pitying looks, the comments or being stuck as only getting the “autistic” role so for my own sake, I’m not super open about it.
My parents are ashamed of it so they never told anyone and I was forced to mask anytime I was around anyone. Not even Scar knew, and she was my best friend, almost a mother figure to me. I didn’t want her to think any different of me. She’s known me since i was 7 and played her on screen adopted daughter in Iron Man 2.
We’re filming Endgame right now. I’m on my way to set with Scarlett. Today has been a rough day for me so far as my parents woke me up by screaming at me which then caused me to struggle in keeping my mask up. Scar picked me up and I’m already exhausted, I’ve caught myself stimming a few times and quickly stopped it.
When we pulled into the parking lot, i grabbed my bag and walked with her through set to our trailers where we left our stuff and we’re immediately shuffled to makeup and costumes.
“Oh shit…” I mutter staring at the costume in Erica’s hand. “I didn’t realize it was a fight scene today…”
“Babe.” Erica, my assistant and on set guardian says. She’s known about me since the first day which was when i was 7. “You’ve known about this for a week. Are you okay?”
“I’m super over stimulated right now…” I murmur tapping my leg in sets of 7, a common stim for me.
“Let’s do hair and makeup first okay? Keep you out of the costume until the last second okay?” I nod and the two of us move to hair and makeup where Scarlett is getting her hair done.
“Hey, where’s your costume kid?” She asks looking over at me.
“I uh-“ I glance at Erica who steps in for me quickly.
“It had a small tear in it so it’s getting fixed quickly.” Scarlet merely hums in response and I sit. Getting my wig on and makeup done is awful, having everyone touching me and all their voices so close to me ears. I feel a soft hand on my cheek and peek my eyes open to see Scar staring at me in concern.
“Stop grinding your jaw babe…” I release my jaw, not even realizing i had been doing it. “You okay love? You disappeared for a bit there.” I respond with a hum, my voice disappearing from within. “Let’s get your costume on and to set okay?”
I look around quickly and don’t see Erica, Scarlet must see the panic as she quickly says. “She got called away in an emergency. I’m going to be your guardian today.” I nod, feeling the panic bubble up in my chest, but give her a soft smile.
The two of us make our way to my trailer and she helps me quickly slip into the suit. I immediately want to rip it off as it’s skin tight and an uncomfortable material. It feels like it’s digging into my skin and pulling it away as if it’s velcro and my skin is the other side. I take a deep breath and come out to see Scar in costume waiting. “Ready?” I nod and we head to set where I realize it’s a busy day, all original 6 avengers, Lizzie, both Paul’s, Gwen and Cobie are all there. I internally groan as immediately, the girls are coming over to me and Scar talking a mile a minute. I stand next to Scarlett silently until Lizzie turns to me. “Hey kiddo. Ready to fight? We have to fly today.” My eyes widen for a moment before i force a smile and nod at the fake red head in front of me.
“What? Cat got your tongue?” This makes everyone around us laugh but it makes me feel awful. I have no voice, it comes and goes, when it’s gone, my parents ridicule me, I get hit. I look down as i feel my tears well up in my eyes and blink rapidly trying to will them away. I thank god silently when Joe calls us to places which means i get away from the now very suddenly concerned looking Scarlett, Lizzie and Cobie. I’m stuck with Renner as I get rigged up, the feeling of being sick suddenly appearing as more people touch me.
I feel the lump in my throat tighten and the feeling of the harness wrapped around me suddenly makes me feel like it’s constricting my breathing and everyone around me disappeared as my hands flung to the harness, in my panic my hands struggled with the buckle which just made me more infuriated and grunts started coming out as my tears blurred my vision.
I feel a set of hands on mine holding them down, i scream and rip mine away and start scratching at my throat trying to rip it open to get a breath. My eyes started blacking out and the last thing i see is Scarlett’s panicked face as she tries to grab at my hands before it all goes black.
Scarlett’s POV
I know something is off with y/n. Not off but just that she was different. I have had a feeling it was autism for a while now, today proved that to me.
She was silent the whole car ride to set, normally she’d be singing along the radio but she wouldn’t even let me turn it on today. As soon as we got to set she locked herself in her trailer without a word, the next time i saw her, she looked panicked and while she was getting her hair and makeup done she disappeared fully before i brought her back. She has days where she goes mute, she just calls them her bad days, they usually happen on days she has arguments with her parents but normally she can still communicate to me in different ways but today she was completely gone. It got worse as soon as she realized Erica was gone. Walking on to set, she tended up and i saw her tapping her thigh every once in a while. The comment that Lizzie made would normally make her laugh, her reaction today was off.
I watched her from the corner of my eye but had to look away for a second before i heard Renner.
“Y/N!! What are you doing?! You’re going to hurt yourself!” I whip my head around and my heart sinks as i see y/n struggling with her harness, her hands are shaking violently, tears streaming down her face, her eyes are glazed over. I bolt over and grab her hands gently.
“Y/n baby, stop. You’ve got to stop my love.” She rips her hands out of mine and starts clawing at her throat which is when i notice she’s not breathing properly. She’s barely able to get a small breath. Instincts kick in for me and i turn to the cast and crew crowding her. “Give her space. Now. I need someone to set up a dark room with minimal sound and her clothes she was wearing this morning as well as the blanket from my trailer. A cold cloth and her wig taken off.” I turn around as she starts to collapse, i grab her arm and quickly wrap an arm around her waist. “Now!”
It’s a bit of a blur after that honestly, the next thing i know, im alone with her in the green room after everything is unplugged and blankets are draped over the windows. Her wig is already off and someone hands me my blanket and her clothes before silently leaving. I help her unconscious body out of the suit and into her clothes before draping my weighted blanket over her body. I sit back and stare at her, not touching her at all but close enough if she needs me.
It felt like hours but looking at my watch, it shows it’s only been 20 minutes when she finally wakes up.
My heart is beating what feels like a million mile a minute with panic as i watch her blue eyes flutter open before she looks around the room for a moment. Her hand comes out of the blanket and she starts tapping her thigh again, her head nodding along to each tap. She squeezes her eyes shut and i can hear her voice mumbling. “I’m safe. I’m here. I’m y/n.” Over and over again, i quietly cough to get her attention and she quickly sits up and her head whips up to look at me with wide eyes, both hands start scratching at the other wrist. “Oh my god…”
“Baby, you are safe. It’s just me.”
“No… no… no no no no no no no no.” She started tugging her hair and rocking slightly. “They’re going to kill me… you aren’t supposed to know…”
I quickly scoot over and grab her hands before pulling her into my chest, she tenses for a moment before melting into my arms. “I can’t hide it anymore Scar…”
“I know baby… I know.” I mutter into her hair swaying us back and forth slightly.
“I’m autistic…”
“Oh baby i know…” She freezes and looks at me with wide eyes. I can ready the fear in her blue eyes. “You hide it really really well but I’m basically your mom my love. I had suspicions but didn’t want to push you into telling me. Today was too much.” She nods burying herself back into me. “I need you to know that I will always listen to you. That if you ever feel like that again, you can tell me and i’ll get you out of it. Baby seeing you pass out was terrifying. I need you to know that if you’re that overwhelmed, that you do not have to do all that.”
“But… my parents don’t want everyone knowing… they’re all gonna know now…” She mumbles into me, my heart cracks.
“Baby being autistic is not a bad thing. It makes you even more amazing. It’s not something to be ashamed of at all. You are allowed to be who you are. To stim when your emotions are too high. To have bad days. I am here to show you that.” I say looking her directly into her eyes. “I’m here to support you.”
Tears welled up in her eyes as she nodded quickly. She sat up and started tapping her thigh as she stared at me. “This is my favourite stim, it’s really subtle but it calms me down… i count the most important people in my life.” She then looks down at her hand as she taps each finger. “Scarlett.” Tap. “Lizzie.” Tap. “Renner.” Tap. “Gwen.” Tap. “Cobie.” Tap. “Rob.” Tap. “Rosie.” Tap. “It reminds me that you guys would love me, no matter how broken or weird i am because i know how much you care.” She looked up at me through her eyelashes. “Another one is tapping here.” She taps her chest right above her heart twice. “Right here.” She does the tap to each word. “This is where you sit in my body. I usually only do this one when I’m not wearing my necklace. Playing with that is the stim i can do out in public.” I pulled her into my arms again as I cried.
“Oh baby…”
“You’ve always been my safe space Scar…”
“And i will be your safe space for the rest of eternity.”
We sit in silence for a few minutes before she pulls away with a smile. “Thank you. For learning how to help me.”
“You are more than welcome my love. Let’s go home and have a calm day okay?” She nods before standing up, pulling my weighted blanket over herself. I stand and wrapping my arms around her waist, the two of us make our way out of the room to find Lizzie standing not too far away, crying into Gwyneths arms. Y/n instantly runs over to her and wraps her arms around the crying woman. Lizzie jumps before she turns and sees who it is and wraps the girl into her arms.
“I’m so sorry bug. I shouldn’t have made that comment. I know how bad your parents are.” Y/n shakes her head pulling back and squeezes Lizzie’s hands. “Liz that wasn’t what caused that.” She takes a glance back at me before taking a deep breath and looks back at Lizzie. “I’m autistic and I was overstimulated and everything was just too much. I won’t lie, the comment did hurt a little but i know you didn’t say it in a mean way. You didn’t hurt me, memories of my parents saying stuff hurt me. But not you.” Lizzie’s eyes widen and she glances at me before she nods breathing to calm herself down. “If you ever need to talk or are struggling you can talk to me bug.”
Y/n nods with a small smile. “I know Liz.”
“Hey. Me too.” We all turn our head to see Gwyneth with a pout on her face. “You scared the shit out of me kiddo. Never do that again. Understand?” She pulls y/n’s laughing form into her arms.
“I understand mother Paltrow.” She says making us all chuckle.
Y/n pulls away and biting her cheek looks at me. “I- i uh- I’m not ready to face everyone else yet…”
“They already left bug. It’s just us four left.” Lizzie said smoothing the crazy hair down on y/n’s head. “I couldn’t leave worried i hurt you and Gwyn couldn’t leave me alone but everyone else left to give you privacy. Scarlett went full mama bear mode and screamed at some people for trying to push her into anything. It was great.” Y/n chuckled, which brings a grin to my face.
“Of course you did. But i wouldn’t trade you for the world.”
“I love you too baby.” I say kissing her head softly.
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Desperate Words and Black Hoodies
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Content Includes: Hard!Dom Daddy Bang Chan x bratty sub!fem reader. Daddy is just used as a term of endearment, light degradation, praise, kissing, floor sex, desperate and needy sex scent play, aftercare, 18+ only.
Word Count: 900 words (give or take)
Requested By: @bangchanbabygirlx
'Use me'
You panted out with hesitation, gazing down at Chan's tense appearance and the frustration evident on his face.
A few steps forward and you wrapped your arms lovingly around Chan's neck, heat already rising from the lustful glare in his eyes.
'I'm here..let me release you stress, do whatever you need to feel good'
You gazed at him lovingly but the way his hands gripped your sides and the soft breaths and pants leaving his mouth gave you the confirmation in knowing your plan was working.
'Choose your words carefully baby girl'
His thumb ran over the bottom of your lip as he spoke, his growing smirk was matching the mischief in his eyes.
'You won't be able to take them back while I fuck you senseless'.
An eyebrow of yours quirked and a small smirk plastered across your mouth as you stared at Bang Chan straight in the eye, prodding the beast with a stick.
'Fuck...Me'
You could see the shift from bothered to predatory in seconds as a low growl emerged from Chan's throat, his hand quickly held the back of your nape, pulling your chin up towards him.
Teeth and saliva were pulled and pushed down your mouth and throat as the warmth of Chan's body pressed you against the wall, his hips grinding and his hands roaming all over your body.
'Daddy's baby girl' He groaned out in between pants and kisses, his hands pushing under your shirt and stroking all over your back.
'You just like being a brat for me, don't you?'
He pulled away just for a few moments to remove his hoodie from his torso, carelessly dropping it on the floor before cradling your face and kissing your face feverishly.
'Mmmm, you're Daddy's little bitch?'
A soft groan and whine was murmured into Chan's mouth but clearly it was not the reaction he wanted as his snaked an arm around your back, his other hand gripping the sides of your jaw, puckering your lips.
'I said...' He huffed, a twang of husk and depravity laced in his voice.
'Are you Daddy's little bitch?'
'Yes' You whimpered out, your heart racing and cunt aching from how small you felt under the merciless grip he had on you right now.
'Yes...what?'
'I'm...Daddy's little bitch...'
His grip softened but his smirk was wide and he stared at you like an animal who had successfully caught his prey.
'Good girl'
His tone was soft, leaning forward and pressing a gentle but loving kiss to your mouth as a reward.
'You're Daddy's good girl'.
With a grunt and a hefty sigh, Chan had your legs wrapped around his waist, fingers pressing into the meat of your thigh as he gently...'gently' laid your back down onto the softness of his hoodie.
'My baby girl wants to be used...I'll fuck you on the floor right now then yeah?'
'Want your cock inside of me...' You panted, aimlessly trying to remove your pants and underwear as Chan moved to remove his own.
The passion and need was too much so both of you ended up shirtless with fabric pulled down around each other's calves.
'My cock is aching right now to be inside of your wet cunt' He teased, the tip teasing your folds and his legs between yours.
'But I guess I can just fuck you like this if you won't say the right word for Daddy'.
Your chest and jaw was blushed scarlett and sweat was beading around your temples, as your hips hitched and bottom lip clenched between your teeth.
'Please...' You whispered, hands rubbing up and down his sides in eagerness.
'Mmm?' He leaned down, his head moving further into your neck.
'Say that again? I can't hear you?'
The mocking voice of his was only turning you on even more, your body almost quaking with how much you craved Chan to simply just be inside of you.
'Please...please Daddy...need your cock so bad'
Your whines and pleas were cut short by Chan pushing inside of you with one quick, clean and hard thrust.
'Ahhh!!'
A mixture of gasps was heard through the air as Chan immediately pulled his hips back all the way to the tip and snapped back again, the force of his thrusts causing you to slide against the material of his hoodie.
'Such a dirty girl for Daddy'
His praises were hoarse and heavenly to your ear, the harshness of his thrusts were softened by the way his fingers lovingly caressed your hair and his soft kisses planted across your cheek and neck.
'Daddy loves letting you warm his cock like this yeah? You'll let me fuck you anywhere and anytime right?'
His body was starting to shudder and twitch above you, the muscles flexing and tensing under your hands.
You could feel he was going to cum soon, he just needed that extra push.
'I'll let you do whatever you want to me' You panted in Chan's ear, wrapping your legs tighter around his hips, your teeth nipping his earlobe.
'Because I'm Daddy's baby girl...love how you take care of me'.
His hips spasmed and you could feel the warmth of his cum fill deep inside of you, a loud whimper was heard as his face was buried in your neck.
There was a moment of comfortable silence as you stroked your hands through Chan's sweaty hair, his arm sliding down to intertwine his free hand with yours, stroking the skin with his thumb in silent appreciation.
'You okay?' Chan murmured against your neck, nuzzling the space with his nose, engulfing himself with your natural scent.
'Yeah baby' You sighed in comfort,
'I'm okay'.
You kissed his cheek and leaned your head back so you could give him a soft smile, his eyes staring at you with so much love and care and you were sure he could feel the care you had for him too.
'We have to get up on this floor don't we?' He chuckled lightly, planting his knees down and pushing himself up on his wrists, detaching himself from you.
'If you don't want me to get cum on the floor then yeah...' You joked, pushing yourself up on your elbows.
Chan's eyes widened and you could see the lightbulb flash in his eyes, your eyebrow peaking in curiosity.
'Keep your legs together' He told you firmly as he helped you nudge your thighs together, grabbing the arm of the hoodie underneath you and pulling.
'I don't want to get cum on this hoodie, I want to wear it to the studio with me tomorrow?'
Your mouth opened in shock and a gasp of surprise filled the air.
'You can't do that!'
'Why not?' He clutched the hoodie to his chest, smiling at you playfully.
'It's my hoodie, yeah?'
It is a canonical event now that Chan is the type to say 'yeah?' in his Aussie accent during moments of filth.
It's so on-point and it makes me even more delusional.
The prompt was:
'Bang Chan taking his stress out on y/n with strength kink?'
And I feel this gave what it was meant to give.
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lizzieislife94x · 2 months
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Pool Party (e.o)
Requested <3
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Might get another 2 Requests done today 
Y/ns POV: 
I can't help but laugh as scarlett walks past Colin and shoves him in the pool and walks away like nothing happened "no way that just happened" I yell to scar as she gives me an innocent smile damn coiln must have annoyed her, the only reason I got to meet these awesome people is because my girlfriend works with them but they quickly accepted me as one of their own I'm snapped out of my thoughts as lizzie comes walking out in a brownish orangeish bikini making my mouth drop open she walks over to me with a giggle wrapping her arms around my waist "mhh hey baby might wanna close your mouth before you catch flies" I look down at her as I'm slightly taller and bite my lip "fuck baby you look sexy I can't help but admire how perfect you are" she smirks and leans up kissing me as my hands rest comfortably on her ass squeezing gently pulling her closer to me "mhh baby don't get to excited" lizzie whispers in my ear as her hand discreetly squeezes my dick making me groan at her touch I hate when she's in a teasing mood especially when she knows I can't do anything about it I pull away and wink at lizzie before running to the pool yelling "CANANBALL" everyone cheers and laughs as lizzie shakes her head smiling at me I motion for her to come in which she does with alot more grace than me I go the corner where its empty as lizzie swims to me wrapping her legs around my waist and arms around my neck "hey baby" she whispers gently kissing my lips I smile kissing her back as I take her firm ass cheeks in my hands she bites my lip as I move my right hand round to her thigh sliding it higher as she looks at me with wide eyes "if you wanna be bold and tease me baby you'll have to pay the price" I husk into her ear as my thumb rubs her clit over her bikini bottoms causing her to dig her nails into my back "not here baby someone will see" she breaths out making me smirk "no-one will see princess only way they'll know is if you can't control yourself I mean I have absolutely no problem fucking you infornt of everyone making you scream till you beg me to stop" as soon as I finish my sentence I pull her panties to the side as I slide 2 fingers through her folds as I lean forward kissing her neck she moans closing her eyes as I sink 2 fingers deep inside her with no warning "shh shh shh baby or all your co workers as gonna hear how you sound getting fucked" I bite my lip as she groans into my ear "y/n lizzie you guys wanting hotdogs or burgers" I smirk and look over at scarlett "no we're good thanks might get one later I'm just enjoying a few minutes alone chatting with lizzie" I yell as I continue to thrust my fingers faster I can feel her walls tighten around me but I pull my fingers out before she cums as her eyes snap open and she glares at me "you want to tease well tease ill let you cum later don't worry my love but for now we have guests" I quickly let go of lizzie and swim to the edge as I climb out "you know what can I have a hotdog please scar" she smiles and nods as I go grab a beer I feel lizzies eyes burning into me but ignore it as I lay comfortably on the sun lounger, scarlett hands me a hotdog as I lay back and eat it after 20 minutes a pouty lizzie walks over to me "baby that was so mean" I lift my shades and smirk "sorry my love but if you hadn't noticed were throwing a party" she frowns and sits down in my lap cuddling up to me I gently rub my hand up and down her arm as she snuggles in getting comfortable "liz you wanting food" she looks up at scar "no thank you scar im good" she turns back cuddling into me as I lean down to whisper "I know what meat you want" I can't help but laugh as she slaps my chest "youre right but damn don't call me out" I pull her close and laugh "don't worry baby once they leave ill bring you back out here and fuck you in the pool" I feel her squeeze her thighs together and moan "you better" we spent the rest of the day hanging with friends laughing dancing and drinking. 
5 hours later
"I love our friends but God I'm glad they're gone" I say laughing as I walk over to lizzie wrapping my arms around her "I know right but I wanted them to leave 3 hours ago so you could fuck me but they didn't take the hint" I can't help but laugh and slap her ass as I pick her up and run to the pool jumping in with with a splash, we both come up laughing as I bite my lip and kick my shorts off before throwing them to her as soon as she realises what it is she swims to me fast making me laugh "someone's a little desperate" I pin her to the wall of the pool and easily get her bikini top off while my other hand goes down to remove her bottoms leaving her naked she loosens my bikini top biting her lip leaving us both naked "fuck I've wanted to do this since you walked out in that bikini " I say as I kiss and suck her neck gently I feel her wrap her legs around me trying to grind her core against my dick "if you don't calm down my love ill edge you all night and go to sleep without letting you cum" I hear her inhale sharply as my words hit her "I'm sorry baby ill be good, I just need you" I look up into her eyes as I slide my hand down to grab my dick lining myself up with her entrance as I slide inside her with one sharp thrust bottoming out as she screams and scratches my back "is that better my love is this what you wanted" I moan into her ear as I suck the lobe gently she tries to control herself before speaking "mmh mhhh fuck yes thank you baby" I kiss her roughly as I start to thrust my hips after a few minutes I stop and look into her eyes "yeah baby this is harder I can't get the right force with my thrusts how about I fuck you on the sun lounger" she nods as I walk out of the pool still inside her , her moans filling my ears at the movements I quickly lay her on the lounger climbing ontop of her as I insert myself into her tight cunt again both of us moaning "uh fuck much better my love" I smirk as I start to thrust at the pace I wanted to it doesn't take long for her to cum all down my cock as she spasms under me the sound of my dick slamming into her wet pussy turning me on more "uh fuck baby yes so fucking tight i love it when you cum all over my cock" I moan as I continue my brutal pounding not letting her recover from her orgasm I feel my own getting closer as I lean down biting her neck switching to kissing ny way to her jaw "fuck baby I'm gonna cum really fucking soon where do you want it where will I cum" I feel her nails digging in more as she wraps her legs around me trapping me inside her I couldn't get out if I wanted to the motion enough to send me over the edge as I start to cum with a loud moan as my body falls onto her I feel like there's no end to my cum it keeps shooting both of us moaning into eachothers mouths "fuck lizzie you've never let me cum inside you, you always make me pull out and finish on your stomach tits or ass" she pants as she makes me look at her "I wanted you inside me" I don't even question her I just rest my head on her chest as we both regain our composure after 10 minutes I get up sliding out of her both of us moaning I smirk as my dick slips out and a little of my cum dribbles out her cunt "I felt like i came forever I'm surprised it wasn't like a waterfall when I pulled out" I giggled as lizzie looks at me "baby it shot deep inside me plus while I'm laying like this not much will happen I'm sure when i get up more will dribble out but just so you know that's what's gonna happen everytime we fuck it felt to good to not let it happen again" I bite my lip and lean forward kissing her gently "ok baby let's get you showered and ready for bed" we quickly made our way inside and showered together before getting into bed and cuddling while watching a movie before we fell asleep in one an others arms  
AN: Enjoy babes 😘 all feedback welcomed requests are always open also if anyone just wants to chat feel free to message me im a nice person 😊haha anyway stay hydrated babes word count 1.6k 
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oizysian · 11 months
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Omg can you write like bottom!Lizzie x top! G!p reader x top! G!p Scarlett. And both of them overstimulating her by double penetration. With fluff in the end please please PLEASE 🥺
We're Gonna Make You Feel Good | Elizabeth Olsen
Pairing: Elizabeth Olsen x Scarlett Johansson x Fem!Reader Word Count: 1200+ Genre: Smut AN: I changed it to straps I hope you don't mind! Thank you for the request!
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“Open that pretty mouth, Lizzie. You need to get this nice and wet.”
She opened her mouth obediently, taking Scarlett’s strap to the hilt. I watched eagerly, stroking my own silicon dick, waiting for my turn with the beautiful blonde.
“Yeah, just like that.” She cooed softly, running her fingers through the younger girl’s hair.
“You’re so good at that, Lizzie.” I said, admiring how she took the length of it without gagging.
“That’s because she’s a good slut, aren’t you, Lizzie?”
She made a sound of confirmation as her head bobbed up and down on Scarlett’s cock. I couldn’t contain my excitement as I continued to watch, scooting up behind Lizzie and grabbing at her hips, positioning myself behind her.
She tried to pull off of Scarlett and look back at me, but she kept a grip on her hair, keeping her on her cock.
“Don’t worry about her,” Scarlett said softly, smirking at me as I stroked my cock, bringing it to Lizzie’s cunt. “We’re gonna make you feel good.”
She let out a low moan as I let the dick slide between her folds, getting it slick with her wetness. She pressed her ass back against me and I chuckled at her eagerness, letting my cock brush against her throbbing clit.
“Yeah, you like that, don’t you?” She taunted her, forcing her head down on the dick. “You like us using you like our little cumslut, huh?”
Lizzie’s reply was muffled by the cock down her throat, and I was distracted by the look of the veiny, purple cock slipping in and out between her legs. She moaned, letting out a low groan as I finally stopped teasing her and let the dildo slip inside her heat.
I grabbed her by the hips and thrust into her, holding her against me as she got used to the feel of me inside her. She pressed up against me again, signaling to me that she was ready for me to pound into her.
My nails dug into her skin as I fucked her, the sounds of her lewd, muffled moans fueling my inner fire that was burning just for her. I thrust myself into her, grunting like some kind of animal as I took her from behind.
Scarlett let go of Lizzie’s hair, finally allowing her to bring herself off of Scarlett’s cock and catch her breath.
“Oh, god, Y/N.” She cried out, drool dripping from her lips and down her chin.
“Y/N, get under her.” Scarlett demanded and I looked at her, the question dying on my tongue as she stared back at me.
I begrudgingly pulled out of Lizzie, her slick dripping onto the bed, and wriggled myself underneath her. She looked down at me, dazed, and I raised myself up to kiss her full, wet lips.
I grunted as Scarlett grabbed at the cock between my legs, the other half of it shifting inside me as she positioned me back at Lizzie’s entrance. Lizzie moaned into my mouth, a sweet sound as she slid down onto my cock.
I reached down to grab her ass, pulling her down onto me. Scarlett got off of the bed and went over to the closet as Lizzie lazily fucked herself on me. I was so busy with Elizabeth that I didn’t even realize Scarlett was getting ropes - to tie me up with.
She came over to the head of the bed, making intricate knots before taking my hands from Lizzie’s perfect ass and tying them to the headboard.
“H-hey!” I cried, parting from Lizzie to look up at our other lover.
“I don’t want you moving.” She said coolly, giving me a smile as she moved back behind Lizzie.
I couldn’t see Scarlett anymore, but I could hear her shuffling around. I returned my attention to Lizzie, giving her the kisses she deserved as she got fucked.
I struggled slightly against the ropes, wanting so badly to touch her as she lowered herself down onto my cock, her gasping breaths against my lips making me thrust my hips upward toward her harder.
“Calm down, Y/N.” Scarlett said, grabbing Lizzie by the hips and pressing herself up against her.
“What are you doing?” I questioned breathlessly as Lizzie continued to kiss and lick at my lips.
“I’m gonna fuck her too.” She let out a soft grunt and I watched as Lizzie’s eyes went wide.
She let out a moaning whimper, leaning her forehead against mine as Scarlett worked her cock into her ass.
“Relax,” she said softly, forcing Lizzie down onto my strap as she pushed herself inside of her. “I told you we’re gonna make you feel good.”
“Y/N,” Lizzie whimpered softly, her eyes staring deeply into my own as Scarlett slowly slid into her. “Kiss me.”
I pressed my lips to hers, muffling any further sounds she made as Scarlett began fucking her.
Lizzie stopped responding to my kisses, her mouth falling open and her brow furrowing as she got fucked in both of her holes. I continued to kiss her as my hips moved up against her.
Her arms finally gave out and she laid flat on top of me, her head resting just underneath my chin as we both pounded into her. All I wanted was to touch her, but my hands were bound and I was helpless - being forced to just watch as her cute little ass got pounded into.
She grabbed onto my arms, holding on as Scarlett and I fucked her. She made pathetic, whimpering sounds, and I had to bite my lip to keep myself from cumming just from that alone.
“Oh, fuck, I’m close.” Scarlett grunted, her nails digging deeply into the soft skin of Lizzie’s hips.
Lizzie let out a gasping cry and I realized that Scarlett had cum inside her, the sticky sweet liquid dripping down from her ass onto my legs.
“Yeah,” she said as she rode out her high, squeezing the balls of the cock for all that they were worth so that every drop of cum went into Lizzie’s ass. “Fuck yeah.”
“Untie me.” I practically begged, tugging on the ropes that held me down.
Scarlett sighed, pulling herself out from Lizzie’s abused ass, and lazily walking over to the head of the bed to release me. Once my hands were free, I flipped us over, noting that Scarlett now stood nearby and was watching as I hooked my arms under Lizzie’s knees as pressed them against her chest, fucking her deep and hard as my own orgasm approached.
Her eyes rolled in the back of her head as I hit the deepest part of her. I released one of her legs and brought my hand down between our bodies, rubbing tight circles on her clit. She babbled my name mindlessly, her hair messy, drool dripping down her chin, as I fucked her.
She let out a high pitched whine as she came and I couldn’t hold my own orgasm back any longer, pressing myself against her so I was deep inside her, I squeezed the base of my own cock, coating her insides with cum.
“Oh, god, Y/N!” She cried, completely blissed out.
I leaned my head down and captured her lips with my own, pressing myself against her so I could be as close to her as possible.
“Now, that was a show.” Scarlett said, smirking at us as we both began to relax. “How ya feeling, Lizzie?”
“Great.” She mumbled softly, her voice sounding dazed as I continued to kiss her neck and throat.
“Just like I promised.”
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gayerthanevertbh · 10 months
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the young mistress’ keeper.
pairings: scarlett johansson x fem!reader
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summary: you meet an actress on the subway and fall in love with her eventually, not knowing that she was married to someone else. 
warnings: car sex, g!p scarlett, breeding kink, pet names, pure angst, cheating, age difference, cum eating,  fighting - 18+ MINORS DNI. 
author’s note: since m is leaving tumblr, i decided to write their request. please don’t go at least, we will miss you so much. hopefully you enjoy what i wrote for you :)
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You thank God or whoever was up there that got you into the last train going home.
It was a cold winter night in New York, and everyone was out and about except for you, who was working your tail off at a coffee shop to help pay the rent. You were holding a book, barely reading it due to the commotion from the train, but you managed to read a few sentences. You sighed to yourself as you rubbed your eyes, going home on a typical night.
“Watchu reading?”
You looked up to see a blonde woman holding a bar and smiling down at you, unsure whether she was giving you a devilish smirk or a sweet smile. In any case, you responded calmly to her.
“Little Women.”
She clicks on her tongue. “Ah, yes. One of the classics?”
You nodded as you were about to start reading your book, but she asked another question, indicating that she may not leave you alone for the duration of the ride.
“I have a friend who played a character there,” she said. “And it’s a very good book.”
"It is," you replied cautiously, shifting your gaze from your book to the woman when you realized she was an actress. Scarlett Johansson? “A-Are you?”
“Yeah,” she smiled. “You don’t mind, do you?”
You chuckled lightly, surprised that an actress - a big shot - was talking to you on the train late at night. On the plus side, there weren't many people there, aside from a couple of strangers sleeping on their seats.
“I don’t at all.”
The woman nodded and sat beside you, her bag against her lap, her face close to yours, staring down at your book. You weren't sure if this gesture bothered you, but you were happy to be sitting next to a famous person. She returns her gaze to you as she flips through her book.
“You got the old copy of the book.”
“My mother gave it to me,” you sheepishly smiled at her. “You like reading too?”
“From time to time,” Scarlett answered with a yawn. “I don’t read much anymore because I’m always out of the house.”
“Yeah, it seems like it,” you said. “I didn’t know the famous Scarlett Johansson took the train at this hour.”
“I still want to feel like a city person,” she chuckled. “Plus, I hate driving. Makes me angry sometimes.”
You both sat in silence, listening to the train's constant ruckus until it came to a complete stop. You watch as the door opens, but no one enters. She asked: “What’s your name?”
“Y/n.”
“Nice to meet you Y/n,” she took your hand and shook it firmly, smirking at you as if she was luring you into something. “How about we get out of here and walk around the city?”
You looked behind you to see the city lights and the sky, knowing you had an early shift at work tomorrow. You returned your gaze to her and shook your head, causing her to frown.
“I-I got work.”
“A day off wouldn't hurt too much, would it?”
She was definitely urging you to walk with her.
“How do I know you’re not a creep?” you snickered.
She sighs and stands up, taking your hand in hers, which electrified your veins and caused you to almost fall to your knees.
“I guess you just have to trust me.”
Scarlett walked down Manhattan with you the entire night. She said she wanted a friend like you because you weren't so judgmental and pushed her into something uncomfortable. You enjoyed hearing about her childhood and how she got into the acting business. You asked if she enjoyed working as an actress, and she responded with an amazing smile that will stay with you for days.
“I love acting and I always will, it’s not something I could just give up on.”
“At least you're committed to your job,” you said as you tucked your hands into your cheap coat. “It's nearly four o'clock in the morning; I should probably go home-”
“Where do you live, sweetheart?”
When she called you by that nickname, you felt yourself come to a halt. But you didn't, you just kept walking beside her and staring at the ground the whole time. You didn't tell her how much that name affects you physically; instead, you kept your mouth shut as usual.
“At the 48th street.”
“Let me take you there, then.”
“No, that’s fine! Really, you should go–”
“I insist,” she finishes you off, taking your hand as she squeezes it with care. You look up at her smiling at you, and that did it for your heart. You had a massive crush on her, she was too caring. “It’s okay. We’re no longer strangers, are we?”
Scarlett did indeed take you home that night. You told her you had a nice time as you opened your apartment door. But just as you were going to shut the door, the woman kissed you passionately on the lips. She runs her hands through your hair as she sucks on your tongue, terrified that she will lose this ecstatic moment that happens just once in a lifetime. It was risky and reckless, but she didn't care. She liked this moment, and she wanted it to happen.
You pulled away, breathing hard against her lips. “I uh, w-we shouldn’t have–”
“But you liked it, didn't you?” She asks breathlessly, licking your upper lip while her other hand moves down to the back of your waist. “You are by far the most interesting girl I've ever met. I like you, Y/n.”
You giggled in response.
“We met like 5 hours ago!”
“That’s enough for me to like you, right?” she chuckles, kissing your lips again with so much desperation within her – it’s almost despicable. “Go out with me tomorrow at my place. I make a good dinner, we could like… watch a movie or something.”
“I wouldn’t oppose that idea.”
“Good,” she says tiredly, bringing your lips together again before releasing your waist and pecking you on the chin. “Goodnight, Y/n; I'll see you tomorrow.”
You were thinking about how spontaneous this was as she departed. You met an actress on the subway, walked around New York City with her, and kissed her at your apartment door. It appeared to be a romantic novel, perhaps a fairy tale. But this was all too real, and you didn't know how you'd ever deal with it.
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Scarlett had become your girlfriend at the end of the month. She drove you around the city and persuaded you to quit your job so that you could work for her in her small company. You work there a lot, but you spend most of your time with her at her Manhattan apartment. You'd bake for her, and she'd cook for you. When she needed some good fuck, you became one of her fleshlights; sometimes making love was also an option. You felt terrific about whatever you were doing with her.
Although there was something intriguing about her. Every time you ask to go to her house on Staten Island, she either refuses or starts a fresh conversation about the company. You didn't say anything else, instead allowing the issue to pass and leaving her to speak. It's as though she's trying to keep something malicious from you. Of course, you did your best not to notice. You believed her as much as she believed you.
She was planning to take you on a date by the second month of your relationship with her. But it wasn't anything spectacular; she just wanted to drive with you to the hills and stay as long as you wanted.
“I love this,” she sighed happily as she turned off her engine. “I love you so much.”
You smiled as you felt your hand being kissed by her, closing your eyes as she did so.
“I love you too, Scar.”
“You do?” she asked as if she didn’t believe you. “Even though I can be rough at times?”
You nodded in response. “Of course,” you whispered. “I love it when you’re rough, though.”
She lets out a deep chuckle and reclines her seat, asking you silently to sit on her lap. You let out a trembling sigh as you removed yourself from the front seat, sitting gently on her lap as she roams her hands through your shirt, unclasping your bra.
“S-Scarlett,” you moaned quietly as her lips pressed against your neck. “Don’t you think it’s a little dangerous for us to have sex in the middle of nowhere?”
“You don't like that idea?” she teases, her cock hardening through her pants. “You could scream all you want, baby girl. No one will hear us from here.”
“Are you–”
She kisses you deeply as she holds you close to her warm body, causing your body to ignite. “Baby, don’t worry. It’s okay, no one will hear us.”
Scarlett pulls down her jeans, pulling out her thick shaft as she pushes up your skirt, her eyes looking down at your white panties, making her smirk. “You wore this for me, didn’t you?”
You nodded helplessly as you felt her thumb brushing against your clit.
“Oh, baby,” she whispers with a moan, pushing aside your underwear as she grabs her thick tip, pushing it slowly through your entrance. “Gonna fuck you, m’kay?”
“W-Wait,” you stuttered as you tried reaching for the glovebox. “Condoms?”
Scarlett shook her head vigorously. “We don’t need it, baby. Aren’t you on the pill?”
“I am,” you answered. “I’m just trying to be s-safe here.”
The older woman pushes the length inside of you, both of you groaning as you feel her bottoming out inside of you so quickly. She clings to your waist, straining upwards as she uses your body to please her dick. You cocked your head slightly as you felt the tip brush against your cervix, almost imagining her being this large and destroying your insides.
“You’re taking me so well,” she whined loudly as she repeatedly ruts into you, both of your wet skin slapping almost irritating your skin. “You like this, little girl?”
“Ugh, yes!” you nodded, rolling down your hips to take more of her cock. “Y-You make me feel so good, Mommy. I’ve wanted this for so long, please–”
“I’m here now, baby,” she whispers, wrapping her hand around your neck as her lips suck on your nipple greedily. “Fuck, fuck, fuck…”
Scarlett brought her other hand down to your core, furiously rubbing your clit with her thumb as she pounds into you, causing the car to move wide, and your screams are getting louder and louder in her car until you were sure people could hear you from down there.
But did neither of you care? Absolutely not.
“I’m close,” she grumbles, her mouth hovering over your chest as she lets out a warm breath each time she thrusts into your cunt vigorously. “You’re gonna make me cum so hard for you, I want to cum in you…”
Scarlett cradles you in her arms as you feel her flowing inside of you, her warm milk covering your walls as you groan loudly around her cock, kissing her lips with so much love that you can't quite fathom them.
The woman moans and slowly pulls away, kissing your chest one more time before you return to your seat and watch her cock deflate after some intense sex. She brought her finger to your abused hole and gathered some mixed juices that you both shared, bringing them to her lips as she tasted the juice.
"We're going to be together for a long time, right?" she questioned, sounding skeptical. You soothed her by holding her hand near to your chest and nodding slowly at her.
"I promise you I'll be here forever.”
“Yeah?” She smiles sweetly as if she can't believe what's going on between you two.
You simply nodded. “Yeah, baby.”
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You were carrying her child.
You had no idea what to do about it.
You wanted to call Scarlett, tell her the wonderful (or bad?) news, and maybe celebrate. But, before you took the test, your girlfriend told you she'd be gone for a few months since she was filming in London, which you didn't mind because you valued her work.
But as time passed, the apartment grew colder and colder, and you realized she might not be returning home as soon as you expected. So, with a kid on the way, you didn't know what to do but go to her house in Staten Island, even though you'd never been there before.
Maddie, your friend, drove you to the house. You were surprised that it was a mansion, and it appeared to be more to her liking. Your friend said, "So she's really rich."
"And she never told me about this," you muttered.
"Girlfriends keep secrets," Maddie said, rolling her eyes. "Now, go, maybe she's there."
Looking down at your lap, you snickered. "She hasn't returned my calls, so you're probably right."
"I'm always in the right."
You got out of the car and pressed the doorbell as your feet melted into the earth. Surprisingly, the door swung open, revealing a tall man who appeared to be a kind man. "Can I do anything for you?" he asked with a smile.
"I, uh, is Scarlett at home?"
"Are you one of her fans?" he chuckled and rubbed his chin. "Listen, kid, it's not okay for you to come by and play a prank on us like this."
"Oh um, I'm not a fan," you quickly said, stroking the back of your neck. "I'm her girlfriend."
He let out an agonizing laugh, making you feel smaller and smaller as you stood there for approximately a minute in his presence.
What was he laughing about?
“Girlfriend? I'm her husband."
Your face dropped as a result of that word. Husband? What did he say?
“I–”
"Although I've seen you with her a couple of times," he remarked, his brow furrowed. He remained motionless for a moment before letting out a long sigh and folding his arms about his chest, his expression filled with realization. "Didn't you know she's married to me?"
You shook your head, tears running down the brim of your eyelids.
"You're her mistress," he said flatly. "I'm sorry to have to break it to you like that, but you're her mistress."
"I'm sorry," you said quietly, wiping your tears away with the back of your palm. "I must be disturbing your time-"
"You aren't," he says, cutting you short. "In fact, we're only just getting started."
The spouse, John Doe, told you that Scarlett must've messed with your devices so that you couldn't find her anyplace on the internet - which you believe is accurate since when you tried searching for her, she didn't come up. He informed you that they'd been married for a few years, but he never expected the woman to do something so heinous. When he said heinous, you laughed inwardly since what you shared with her was considerably more than that.
At least, that's what you believe.
Maddie drove you home that night and looked after you until Scarlett returned from her shoot. When you were in your sweatpants, she knocked on your door and opened it till you saw her face again. You shook your head as you attempted to close the door, but she said as she pushed it shut, "I know you're pregnant."
"I also know that you have a husband."
She entered your flat and locked the door behind her before wrapping her arms around you and kissing the back of your head. "Please let go of me," you said quietly. "I-I can't even look at you right now."
"Baby, love-"
"You could've been honest with me from the start!" you raged, flinging your hand in the air as you watched her recoil at your words. "Now you're the one crying? You knocked me up! I was going to tell you sooner, but I found out from your spouse that you have a good relationship with him."
"He's lying," she screams as she grabs both of your hands and clutches them tight to her stomach. "He's lying, baby. We've been at war for a year, okay? I love you more than I love him."
You laughed sarcastically. "You're a great liar, aren't you?"
"If you could just sit down and-"
"No, I'm getting rid of this fetus inside of me until I no longer need you," you stated coldly, knowing it was true. "You got it? You talk to your fucking husband and leave me alone. We had nothing, and I will not be the other woman for you. I'm more than that, and if you won't give it to me, give it to your spouse."
"Stop," Scarlett pleaded, shaking her head as you uttered those words. Nothing else could possibly stop you. She kept touching your arms, but you pushed her away. "Please, Sweetheart, give me one more chance! I promise to divorce him soon, just don't get rid of our baby-"
"There's no such thing as a baby."
The woman got down on her knees and begged you to stay with her until you could trust her. But you pulled her away, trying not to think of the pain that had been hammering inside your heart and coursing through your veins. There was nothing but red, red, and red. The longer you looked at her, the more disgusted you were with yourself. You could've been smarter about it, and things could've finished sooner.
But she adored you in a way that no one else could.
At the end of the day, you ended your relationship with her and never saw her again. That, however, is a deception. You'd occasionally see her outside your apartment, her car parked a few blocks away, waiting for you to return. However, you never did.
What a way to conclude a love story, don't you think?
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wandafiction · 2 months
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Master list
This page is aimed towards an 18+ audience. There is a lot of fluff, a lot of angst and of course smut. Please read any warnings at the start of each of the fics.
I write on here, Wattpad and Ao3 my name being the same across the board. I currently have a Wanda x reader book on those platforms, that is currently sat at 132 chapters but is unfinished.
Requests are currently closed.
I mainly write for Elizabeth Olsen & Wanda Maximoff and Scarlett Johansson & Natasha Romanoff, but may throw other Marvel Women and their characters in the mix from time to time.
Elizabeth Olsen
One Shots
She Calls Me Daddy 18+
Happy Birthday
Mommy's Girl 18+
Can't Do This Alone - Parent Elizabeth & Robbie Arnett
Rearview Mirror
Wanda Maximoff
Book
Just Us - Chapters Completed 132/?
One Shots
You Remember
Supportive Friend - Platonic Wanda & Nat
Aunty Wanda
Jealous
I got Him - WandaNat
I got Him - Part 2 18+
Amusement Park
Beautiful Crazy
Heart Like Yours
Mini Series
In Every Universe
Scarlett Johansson
One Shots
She's My Wife - Part 1
She's My Wife - Part 2
I've Seen The Edits
Natasha Romanoff
One Shots
Drunk
I Got Him - WandaNat
I Got Him - Part 2 18+
You Stupid, Stupid Idiot
Other Marvel Women
One Shots
Cooking With Flo - Florence Pugh
I've Missed You 18+ - Carol Danvers
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book-place · 10 months
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Avengers: Lost in Germany
Warnings: none (I think), let me know if I missed any :)
Pairings: Avengers cast x reader platonic
Request: Uh uh uh I became a second idea. Marvel cast X reader where the cast had a interview or something like that in Germany and because no one ever was there (expect reader who lived in Germany) they kinda got lost and reader is like „seriously guys who in the name of my half eaten potatoes did you even got lost here“ and then comes to rescue
can they even get lost? I DONT CARE they do now for the sake of this request
Request by: @kiyomi-uchiha777
*not my gif*
Summary: Who knew everything could go wrong when you decided to take one nap and leave your co-stars to fend for themselves?
A/N: This was fun to write
Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work
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“Should we call her?” Mark asked in a quiet voice, glancing around nervously at his co-stars as he awaited an answer.
“Are you crazy?” Robert hissed, “We can’t call her! She’s gonna think we’re idiots!”
“You kind of are though.” Scarlett pointed out unhelpfully.
“Uh uh uh,” Downey turned to her, narrowing his eyes and pointing a finger at her, “You’re just as much at fault here as the rest of us are.”
“I just followed you guys, I have no idea what’s going on.” Evans looked exhausted as he threw his hands into the air.
“This city is wonderful!” The other Chris chimed in, looking around in awe, as if oblivious to the others bickering, “Y/n is so lucky to be from here!”
Jeremy looked around and nodded in agreement, “This place is nice.”
You and your avengers co-stars were all in Germany, your home country, on a press tour, and the six of them had gone out for a stroll whilst you were taking a nap in the hotel, only to wind up lost within the first twenty minutes.
“So why don’t we call her?” The actor for Bruce Banner stressed, “We’re lost and she knows this place like the back of her hand! She even said so herself!”
“It’s humiliating!” Robert cried dramatically.
Scarlet rolled her eyes, “I’ll take being humiliated over being lost down this random alleyway anyday.” She quipped back.
The actor dropped his head with a long sigh, and Evans clapped him on the back, “I think you should be the one to call her. You know, since you feel so strongly about the issue.” He had a spark of mischief in his eyes.
Robert groaned, slowly taking out his phone and clicking onto your contact, holding his breath as he listened to it ring.
Six rings in, it was cut off and your voice floated through the speaker, “Hello?”
“N/n, hey,” Downey chuckled awkwardly, pausing. One sharp look from Scarlett, though, had him scurrying to continue, “Listen… we may or may not have… gotten lost?”
There was a silence following his statement/ question, before you sighed loudly, “How did you idiots manage to get lost? It’s really not that hard. It’s quite simple.”
“Yeah, yeah, I know.” He grumbled, giving a dirty look to his snickering co-stars.
You finally allowed yourself to chuckle a little bit at the predicament before you relented and said, “Alright, fine. Send me your location and I’ll come get you all.”
When he did just that, another long silence stretched out.
“… You guys know you’re only a street away from the hotel, right?”
The volume on Roberts phone was apparently loud enough for all of them to hear, because all six of them facepalmed in sync.
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shiny-kaibernyte · 3 months
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Can i get romance hcs for Kieran?
Ask and you shall receive! I have so many requests but I couldn't resist doing this one! Do hope I fit the bill for this one as Kieran is an, interesting character to write for 💜
Pokémon Headcannons | Kieran (Romance)
Pokémon Scarlett and Violet DLC Spoilers ahead!
Warnings: Possessive behaviour; obsession
SPOILER WARNING For Teal Mask and The Indigo Disk
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(Was gonna use one of his Teal mask mission photos but i love this one to much not to use it. Straight up mood.)
When you step into his life, it is you and you alone who rules his heart. 
Kieran’s drive for things is strong, very strong. And when he sets his mind on something; he will never stop until he’s achieved whatever it is he’s after. So when he set eyes on you, his goal was to give his all to you. And hope you will give your all to him.
Your Agias and Kieran are like siblings, he's the quiet one, Agias is the give me your food or else one
He will never force you to do anything you don’t want to. After the Ogerpon situation, Kieran spiralled into a state where he no longer felt danger. He would dive into every challenge head first, fight every trainer, every Pokémon and climb the most dangerous of mountains if it meant he could be the best. But when he’s with you, he’ll dial it back. Always staying within your comfort zone, the last thing he wants is to push the most precious thing in his life away from him.
Gets jealous incredibly easily. ESPECIALLY if it's Drayton. The Rivalry between these two is uncanny, it would be no surprise if Kieran felt true hatred towards him for a time. Though it's gone now. The jealousy of even seeing Drayton standing close to you is overbearing.
You and Carmine are practically best friends. You're the glue that keeps the pair bonded together.. When you are around Carmine doesn’t feel afraid of Kieran as you bring out her little brother, the brother she thought was lost to obsession.
If you are a member of the BB League, he will be a lot sweeter for you. He may get frazzled when the rest of the group is around and everyone is slacking off. But he will always apologise to you if you tell him he’s gone too far. Never to the others however. Even if you force him to, he’ll never mean it.
Is not an outdoor person, even with the yelling and the confidence, deep down he is still the same shy, excitable boy who just needs a hug. So his ideal time with you is sitting together and watching movies, or reading books. 
He is a listener. He will listen to you for however long you need him to. Every word you say he will listen.
He isn’t good with words, even after everything that happened with Ogerpon and Terapagos. So he tends to be a lot more handsy, always trying to hold your hand, your arm, or just you in general. 
Speaking of that, when out in public together, he practically is stuck to you, he eyes glaring towards anyone who shows you any form of interest, hand on his Hydrapple’s Pokeball just in case they don’t take his death stare to literal.
He’s a cheek kisser, deep down he is still extremely shy and closeted, so kissing you on the lips can fluster him even when he's the champion, so he uses cheek kisses as his way of saying he loves you.
Hug him please. He will melt. This poor boy needs a break from everything. 
If he was a ship, you are his lighthouse. If you were a tree, he is your roots. You both complete each other.
When Kieran begins his ‘redemption arc’ he tries to redeem his actions slowly though he doesn’t exactly know the best way around it. So he asks for your opinions on basically everything he does. Carmine attempts to give input but as sibling rivalries go, it falls upon deaf ears.
His Hydrapple loves you, almost as much as Kieran does. Almost.
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scarletttries · 11 months
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Forever Mine (Kendall Roy Succession Request)
Pairing: Kendall Roy (Succession) x F! Reader
Rating: Explicit (Breeding Kink/ Jealous Kendall)
Word Count: 2.1k
Request: "Hiii Scarlett!!! I LOVE to read your kendall roy writings💜 can you write something about kendall trying to get you pregnant( bc I LOVED breeding kink) ?? Or having rough sex bc getting jealous of one of his friends' attention to u??"
Author's note: Thank you so much for this excellent request, I kind of combined the two ideas into the below fic for you 🥰💕
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Forever Mine
"How can a company that makes more money than really exists in the world still need more investors?" You sighed into your fizzing glass of champagne as you continued to circulate through the crowd, Gerri stifling a laugh at your side.
"How'd you think the rich stay rich? They never use their own money for anything." She feigned a smile as a group of men shuffled past, their metaphorical wallets straining against the fabric of their designer suits as they moved. "Now if you'll excuse me, I've gotta go make them all feel important, so I can keep my job." You could see her eyes roll as she plastered on a fake smile and left you stood by the bar, hoping that Kendall would get bored soon enough and call it a night for the both of you. You never minded being his plus one to events like this, the chance to see him in his charming element not one you'd pass up, Ken stealing glances your way all night with a smile on his face that he only wore for you. But after a few hours the conversations always wore a little thin, and you usually found one of the old guard hovering beside you to make sure you weren't doing anything that might get people commenting.
"Are you waiting for a drink?" An strangely familiar voice snapped you back to reality, spinning on your heels to find a tall, well-built man in his fifties smiling at you like a lion spying a gazelle.
"No, I'm all set thank you, just pausing here for a moment." You replied with a courteous smile, taking a small step backwards as if you were blocking the bar that spanned the length of the decadent hall.
"Would you mind if I 'pause' with you for a moment?" It was then that you placed his suave voice in your mind, the man an up-and-coming congressman that couldn't stop appearing on ATN news shows, repeating whatever lines Logan's team had written from him that day. As he leaned over the bar to ask for a whiskey you took the opportunity to glance around for an exit plan, but with groups of investors all deep in conversation on every side of you, you swallowed the acid in your throat and resigned yourself to an uncomfortable conversation with the awful man in front of you.
"Of course, it's a pleasure to meet you congressman." Kendall would've been able to tell your polite tone was entirely fake, but the man in front of you smirked proudly at the title, pleased you knew who he was and hoping to score more than financial backing from you this evening.
"The pleasure's all mine." He stretched out the hand that wasn't holding an ornate crystal glass, taking what should have been a courteous handshake way too far as he leant forward to bring his lips to the top of your hand, still curled in a stomach curdling smirk as they pressed against your skin. "Now tell me, exactly how much would I have to invest in Waystar for you to leave this shindig with me tonight?"
"You might have better luck if you don't hit on the date of the richest man in here." Before you could spit out your own retort, you heard the dark drawl of Kendall appearing beside you, face twisted in stoney discontent as the political pawn tried to save face a little.
"Fair enough, I know when I'm beat." He raised his hands in fake surrender as he backed away, but not before throwing a final uncomfortable wink your way, "You know who I am, if you change your mind." You could feel Kendall's hand fall to your lower back in response, trying to keep you in the palm of his hand, as if this disgusting character could actually pull you away from him. Hoping to lighten the tension between the two men before Kendall pulled some strings and ended this man's career, you let out an uneasy laugh,
"Well you've got my vote." You cringed at the hollow chuckle from Kendall beside you as your politician smiled again and stepped off into the crowd, looking for easier prey, leaving you to try and reassure the embodiment of jealousy beside you.
"Kendall, you know-"
"You ready to get out of here?" He cut you off before you could start, the unsettling smile on his face difficult to read as he threaded his fingers through yours and scouted out the nearest lift to take you out of the events hall and up to the hotel suites the Roy family had booked out for the night.
"Yeah, of course, let's go love." You said the final word extra softly, watching the corners of his mouth twitch slightly, unable to contain his warmth at the affectionate pet name, your love the truest thing he'd known in his complex life.
You felt his hand squeeze yours as he led you through the crowd until finally the two of you were alone, the chirpy elevator music cutting through an otherwise tense silence.
"You know I was trying to be polite Ken." You offered reassuringly, Kendall keeping his gaze fixed to the floor numbers illuminating on the touch screen beside you.
"I know honey, it's not your fault men can't fucking stay away from you." His tone was almost vindicative as the doors finally opened on your floor, a sprawling penthouse for just the two of you, another exquisite home away from home for the night.
The moment the doors behind you slid shut, Kendall was on top of you, his teeth clashing against yours with the sheer force of his passion. The crash of his lips took your breath away as his hands found your hips, gripping them tight enough that the silky fabric of your dress bunched in handfuls as he guided your back to the chaise longue that stood at the opening of the suite, the bedroom far too great a distance to travel.
As your lower back met the antique fabric, Kendall's hands skimmed up your the length of your spine, sending shivers through your body as his lips moved hungrily to your neck, a devouring the soft flesh there enough to leave a trail of deep purple lovebites,
"Why is it so fucking hard for everyone to see that you're mine?" Kendall panted into your neck as he pulled the straps of your dress down your shoulders, handling you with rough, frantic movements, his chest heaving against yours as he worked to free you from the satin that came between you.
"I'm all yours Kendall." You breathed out as your dress hit the floor, relishing in the guttural growl the words drew from the still fully-dressed man, drinking in the sight of you as he cupped your cheek in his hand and drew you in for another hungry kiss.
"I know love, I just think we need to make that more obvious." His tongue danced against yours as his eye fluttered shut, shrugging off his jacket as you pushed it from his shoulders. His lips trailed over your chin and down your throat as he sunk to his knees. He sucked and nipped at your exposed skin, his hands running along your sides as his head sank between your breasts before settling at your stomach, peppering the soft curves with kisses as his fingers tugged your panties down your thighs, helping you step out of them so nothing obstructed his perfect view of your body.
"How are we gonna do that?" You questioned absentmindedly as you let the sensation flooding from his sinking kisses run through your veins, his lips inching closer and closer to your tingling centre. You didn't miss the devilish glint in his eye as he paused and looked up at you, face hovering so close to your entrance you could feel his hot breath against your sensitive skin.
"I can think of two ways." He nuzzled his nose softly against your clit and watched the way your body reacted so desperately to his touch, your hips twitching forward and your chest rising as you gasped at the contact. His tongue darted forward to add to the sensation, lapping at the bundle of nerves while one hand snaked up your inner thigh. The moan you let out as he hummed against you only made him happier as his fingers toyed with your slit, now wet with your slick from the way he'd manhandled you. "It's so easy for me to tell you're all mine when you get this wet for me." His fingers dipped inside your entrance as he spoke, you knees all but buckling at the relief in your throbbing core at the contact, the arm of the sofa behind you the only thing keeping you upright.
"All for you Kendall." His name came out entirely in moan as he plunged two of his fingers into you with a frantic rhythm, wanting to get you more than ready to feel the rest of him deep inside you.
"Maybe I should let everyone know just how much you like my fingers inside you by putting a fucking enormous diamond on yours." He watched, enamoured by the way you eyes shot open at his words before clenching shut as his lips found your clit again, bringing you so close to the edge of your pleasure that all you could do was smile and hum in agreement at his words. As he started to feel the familiar tremble of your thighs he pulled his hand away, groaning at the needy whimper that left your lips as he did.
"Ken?" Your eyes were as pleading as your words as you watched him unbuckle his belt, rubbing your thighs together to try and ease some of the frustration that was pulsing in your centre.
"I think the second way is much more fun though." His eyes were dark with desire as he kicked off his dress pants, letting you see his hard length leaking excitedly as he grabbed your hips and helped you fall backwards onto the long loveseat behind you, quickly following suit, kneeling in between your thighs to keep your legs spread for him. He ran his tip through your dripping folds, watching you whine and flinch at the sensation, trying to drive him into action,
"What's the second way to let people know I'm all yours?" Kendall watched your chest rise and fall as you panted out the words, so sensitive from being brought to the edge that his teasing had you writhing around underneath him. Grinning like a devil he finally lined himself up with your entrance, waiting until he spoke to buck his hips harshly into you.
"To get you pregnant. Fuck!" He cried out as slammed his hips against yours, hitting the spot deep inside you that had you arching your back and crying out in agreement. "You'd like that wouldn't you. For everyone to know how well you take my dick. How full I get you."
"Yes daddy," You moaned, overwhelmed by his relentless pace as he fucked hard and fast into you, his hands running over your stomach until they reach your bouncing chest. His hands cupped your breasts, fingertips teasing your nipples as he stared down at you, completely dominating your body.
"Everyone would be able to see these get bigger, and I bet they'd get so sensitive I could have you in tears just playing with your nipples. We can practice you having my lips on them all day until you've soaked through every set of fucking lingerie I've ever bought you." He could see the wide desperation in your eyes as your pleasure climbed again, every pinch and thrust setting every cell in your body alight.
"I'm so close, please." You cried out, volume almost a scream as you begged for your release, Kendall's own thrusts losing rhythm as he fought to make this moment last forever.
"You want me to cum in you? You want me to fill you up and make you lie here until your carrying my seed? Until it's clear to everyone that you're mine forever?" His questions were all but drowned out by the chanting yeses that spill from your lips as your walls clenched around him and your body started to shake with your release.
"Yes Ken, I'm yours forever." You managed to breathe out as the waves of pleasure washed over you, amplified by the incredibly feeling of him spilling inside you, the warmth deep in your abdomen somehow more intense than usual knowing that Kendall's breeding kink had been fully awakened, and he wouldn't satisfied until he'd filled you with as much of him as you could take.
Leaning forward his elbows settled either side of your head, lips meeting yours for a sweet kiss as he repeated the words, "Mine. Forever."
"All yours love." You echoed softly, the devotion in his eye clear as his lips returned to yours again and again, drinking in the sweet taste of your affections.
"You know we're not leaving this room until you're so full of my cum, it's dripping out of you, right?"
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romanoffsbish · 11 months
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A Bumpy Ride
Scarlett Johansson x Actress!R
Elizabeth Olsen (Wanda) x F!R (a blip of a scene)
Request by: 🦥
A/N: I wrote the EO x R kiss as if I was writing a Wanda fic, literally just wrote the imagined scene. | Also, if this is too beyond what you wanted, feel free to request a do over fic. I might’ve gotten carried away.
Warnings: Jealous/Possessive Scarlett.
Smut: Daddy (Top-R), Kitten (Power Bottom-S), Fingering (S), Face-Riding (S) Kinks: Lactation, Praising, Slight Degradation.
18+ | Minors DNI
Labeled, please don’t report.
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Scarlett wore a wide smile as you guided her through the set of your current Marvel film. This was a nice experience for her, watching as the legacy she had an integral part in building continued on through you, and the others.
It was rather bittersweet too though, seeing images from the iconic movies past, when she was younger and in the fittest shape of her life. Now she wears her post pregnancy tummy pouch with reassured pride, and eats a far less restrictive diet as she holds no obligations to have a widely unobtainable superhero physique.
Without Marvel she wouldn't have skyrocketed in her career, and she is beyond grateful to them for that, but she more importantly has them to thank for finding you, and the sweet, domestic life she now lived with you and Leo. The pretty little boy grew in her body, but he shared your likeness, as you hadn't the time to be pregnant yourself, so IVF it was until 2026 when your contract with Marvel was finally up.
When you finally turned to take in your wife after droning on about today's filming, you noticed the deep pout she wore, and you softly pecked it away. "What's troubling you, love?"
"I miss Leo," she confessed quietly, and you smiled sadly at her, the ache in your chest was the same as his smiling face tauntingly flashed through your mind, "Me too my love, I miss his kissable little face, and his sweet giggles at the inappropriate hour of 2am," you kissed her pout away, and smiled as she herself giggled.
"It'll be okay soon, my last scenes today and tomorrow you'll have that important meeting, then we'll steal him back from your moms."
Scarlett burrowed into your offered embrace with a muffled huff, "I miss his baby smell."
"Me too," you snorted as you swayed her body.
"Wait, did you say you had a steamy scene with Lizzie today?" Scarlett's mind finally caught up to your previously uttered words, and that once soft pout of hers slipped into a deep scowl.
You chuckled softly, "I'd hardly call it steamy," your wife however wasn't amused, "It's a kiss."
"A kiss that will create a hoopla of rumors."
"Scarlett," you sighed, it was always the same insecurity, and you'd never get mad at her for it, the fans edits can be quite convincing seeing as how you and Lizzie are literal best friends.
"They have been shipping us since the dawn of time, and that's cause I'm an amazing actress," you subtly reminded her of your profession, the one she shares with you, "Do you know how many men I've had to see you macking with?"
Scarlett shrugged, a silent gesture in attempt to brush passed your honest counter to hers.
"It doesn't really matter either, because I am assured every night when I come home to your loving embrace that you're all mine, and it's not a question baby, I'm irrevocably yours."
"I just wish they'd stop it, you know? We're all married now, with our families in the making."
"Yeah, but also Scar, when you agreed to marry me you knew Lizzie was apart of that deal," you teased her as you brought her into the dressing room so you could prepare for the kiss scene.
Scarlett rolled her eyes, it was the truth, she of course saw Lizzie as family, but she didn't have to like the way the world of Hollywood works.
Elizabeth was your first connection at Marvel as you started filming together, so it was no shock that the two of you hit it off. Then your alliance was set in stone from the moment Age of Ultron hit theaters. People shipped your character with Wanda's, but it was a different era, so the palpable chemistry between you and your new friend was swept under the rug, and it was exchanged for a queer coded on screen pining on your character's ends as she explored the more sellable at the time ship with Vision.
As fandoms do though, they took the shipping a step further and soon it was you shipped with Lizzie. Clips from differing press junkets were stitched together, along with solo interviews where you'd be questioned about the other. Elizabeth and you were platonic soulmates, so it was easy for fans to romanticize your replies.
At the time you were out, you never once hid from Hollywood, and neither had Lizzie, she didn't expressly label herself, but the way she spoke so candidly at times gave her away. So the shipping didn't bother either of you much. But it did bother Scarlett, she had her eyes on you from day one, and once she had you she was constantly afraid you'd leave her for the mutual friend who wasn't still hiding away.
Throughout the years it had only got more and more aggressive, and it infuriated your now wife. It occurred at its peak during a time when Scarlett hadn't wanted to have to come out yet. She was still trying her darnedest to wipe away her forced image as a sex symbol, the last thing she needed was creeps fetishizing your love.
However, after about three interviews with your posse of girls during the Infinity War junket your lover finally lost her composure. Four years of having the love she'd built up with you overshadowed by indecent rumors, well that was enough to drive her to break.
They'd handed the three of you a bin of spicy tweets, and when she was handed one to read about you topping Lizzie she lost it, she glared at the unsuspecting man, throwing the ball of paper at him just before staring directly at the camera as she muttered: "The only person Y/N is topping is me, so suck on that scwitch22."
Scarlett wasn't even embarrassed afterwards, she simply took the spot in your lap, and the interview continued on without a hitch, the tweets were significantly thinned out though. No one wanted to risk another outburst from the shockingly intimidating blonde woman.
"Yeah, as our good friend, not my sister wife," Scarlett eventually huffed after moments of silence, she was too busy watching you change. You looked up to see her arms crossed under her enlarged chest, with her plump lips pursed, and you just could not help but to tease her.
"Well, Leo will one day call her auntie, why not change it to mom?" You dodged her hand as she tried to slap your exposed shoulder, "Y/N, stop testing me, I am still rather hormonal, and unless you wish to be on Snapped, I'd stop."
"A feature on my favorite show?" You gasped with a hand flying over your grinning lips, "You're just the sweetest wife ever my dear."
Before she could actually bring life (or death) to her words you snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her in for a pre hair and makeup kiss. "Stop stressing over the press, you have nothing to worry about, I'm yours!"
The kiss was sickeningly soft, and far too quick for either of your likings, "I love you," you whispered against her lips. "I love you too," she tried to mindlessly chase your lips, but as you pulled away with an apologetic smile she pettily grumbled, "I'm also still mad at you."
"Story of my life," you remarked with a laugh and an indifferent shrug of your shoulders.
Scarlett rolled her eyes at your retreating figure, then after three short minutes stood alone she reluctantly (desperately) followed after you to the trailer for hair and makeup.
Watching you getting into character brought a smile to your lover's face, she adored how you took this role so seriously. Resentments to the rumors aside, she admires the way you and Liz had crafted such a beautiful, long winded story for the fans to devour. Today's scene is actually monumental for the MCU, it's the first intimate confirmation for Wanda and Eliza, so she let her anger go in favor of supporting you.
"You're gonna do great," she whispered into your ear from behind your designated chair, she'd seen your tightly furrowed brows, all she wanted to do was make you feel at peace. You slowly peered up from your script to lock eyes with her through the mirror, and she smiled reassuringly along with her words. "Thanks."
Scarlett nodded, "How can I help my love?"
For the next ten minutes you ran lines with her, there was no reason to worry about her leaking the contents, she wasn't Tom Holland. The woman was a MCU veteran, and knew how to deflect even the slipperiest of questions.
A smirk graced her face as the loosely described kissing scene was up next, she was always looking forward to practicing such lines with you, whether for her film or yours, it didn't matter much; the prospect of letting your costar taste her on you was too exciting.
"Hey ladies."
Speak of the devil...
"You ready Y/N/N?" Lizzie side hugged your scowling wife as she spoke to you with a knowing smirk, "You're a cockblock Olsen."
"Can't have you macking on my woman," she jested, dangerously if Scarlett's glare was to be translated, "She's my woman, remember that."
"She was mine first," Lizzie continued to goad your wife, she would've kept going too, and left you with a monster to drive home with if not for the saving grace of your favorite stagehand.
"Mrs. Y/L/N—Johansson, Mrs. Olsen, the set is ready, and the director sent me to collect you."
Lizzie left with him instantly, knowing when to retreat from a standoff with your wife, and you were two seconds away from doing the same, but your stewing wife stopped your attempts. Her hand swiftly cupped the back of your neck, she pulled you into a bruising kiss, tentatively sliding her tongue in your mouth, unfairly arousing you as she groped your clothed ass. She kissed you until you were near breathless, and mindlessly chewing on her fruity gum.
"Scar," you went to whine, but she traced her thumb around your lips to quell your worries. The lipstick was promptly cleaned off your skin, and a fresh layer was reapplied, it was as if she had never even touched her lips to yours. But the dizzy look in your eye tells her the memory was strong enough without the mess.
For the sake of your career she slid her hand into yours, and guided you to your outdoor set, "Go get em tiger," she winked, and you simply chuckled as she referenced your character's feline tendencies, her silly antics always helped to settle your heart, she was the ideal partner.
Scarlett waved to the familiar director before she settled into your chair, then her eyes zeroed in on the leather jacket they slid over to you, and then she saw the motorcycle. Natasha was always on a motorcycle, it was like her signature ride so she was familiar with the set up for the scene. Scarlett had never been on one though, which now that she thinks of it is rather odd since riding was a leisurely passion of yours up until Leo was born. The Harley taking up space in the garage a daily reminder.
That familiar twinge of jealousy returned to her with a renewed passion as soon as she heard the director call 'action' because then she saw a scene play out that she wanted as her reality.
—~~~~~—ACTION—~~~~~—
Wanda was in the process of slipping on her signature red leather jacket, the one she got (stole) from her mentor all those years ago. As soon as the tight fabric melded to her body you were behind her, slipping your hands just below the chilled fabric to grip her by the waist. Wanda hadn't even a moment to think before a squeal of surprise left her parted lips. With an undeniable strength, and incredible ease you lifted the redhead by your grip on her body, settling her onto the bike, then you seamlessly walked around, hand still on hip, so that you could face her, "You're a bit of a show off..."
"I learned from the best," you sadly stated, a subtle nod to the fallen Avenger who'd trained the both of you into the heroes you were today.
Wanda nodded solemnly, a beat of silence held before you went on, "You ready to go honey?"
You went to step away as she nodded, but the redheads hand shot out to wrap around your wrist to halt you. "Would you judge me if I said I was nervous?" You chuckled softly, but your eyes softened when you realized she meant it.
"Baby," the world rolled off your tongue with a familiar ease, and it successfully made the woman blush, "You've literally flown hundreds of miles above ground without a parachute."
"Eliza," she groaned, her grip tightening at your incessant teasing, "I have control over that."
"Yeah, and this is a walk in the park for me baby girl, I am an expert at this sorta thing."
Wanda bowed her head, a new nervousness settling within her bones as you continued to drop the pet names. "What's wrong Wands?"
The redhead picked her gaze back up, shaking her head from side to side, "Nothings wrong."
"You can't hide from me," you pulled a hand free from her loosened grip, and softly caressed her cheek, her breath promptly hitched, "Eli."
"Mhm?" You smiled innocently, but your eyes shone with an understanding that made her stomach erupt with a soft fluttering. Suddenly your faces were closer, breaths mingling as you both waited on the other to close the small gap.
Wanda felt your hand drift to behind her neck, anticipation built within her as you caressed her heated skin softly. Once your eyes fell to her parted lips she knew it was coming, but in a moment of desperation she surged forward to rush the process along. Her lips pressed to yours firmly, there wasn't much room to move at first as she sought to keep you against her, but when she felt your fingers playing with her baby hairs, while your other hand laid against her hip she knew you weren't going anywhere.
You soon guided the kiss, tilting her head with your firmer grip in her hair you slipped your tongue passed her lips. Even with the kiss deepened, you maintained a softness, exploring her mouth with a tenderness that equated to an 'I've loved you for eons, and I will continue to,' she melted into you in total reciprocity.
"We really have to go baby," you whispered once you pulled away, she panted affectedly while your breathing remained steady enough.
"Why?" The witch whined pitifully, "I don't want this moment to end Eliza, it's perfect."
You smiled in agreement, "Yeah, it was."
Wanda pouted as you spoke of the moment in the past tense, meaning it was over, and so you leaned back in to peck it away, "It'll be even better when we get to a safe house sweetheart."
Wanda sighed, "I'm holding you to that then."
"How about I hold you to me instead?" You teased the witch as your leg flew over the bike behind her seamlessly. Wanda rolled her eyes, but she wore a wide smile that you couldn't see.
Wanda melted into your form as you pulled her body back into yours, your arms slid beneath hers so that you could reach for the handles. Her body shuddered once you placed a kiss to the nape of her neck just before you slid a helmet onto her. "Safety first, Avenger or not."
Wanda giggled, then her hand spun in the air, and a helmet appeared over your head next, "The rules apply to you too, nine lives or not."
You snorted, then instead of prolonging the teasing banter you kicked the stand of the bike up, revved the engine, then shot off abruptly.
—~~~~—SCENE—~~~~~—
Scarlett watched the heady kiss without even flinching, it was a bit of a surprise to her, but she found herself envying Elizabeth's chance to ride on the bike with you more so than the making out. The directors had trusted you enough to actually race around the lot, and when you and Lizzie returned in a fit of giggles she felt the jealousy only intensifying. It was not fair to you, but she only gave you a curt nod when you asked if she was okay, she once again cleaned the lipstick off your face, then left to try and simmer her rage inside your trailer.
"What's the matter now?" Lizzie joked from your side, and you only shrugged, but you'd never struggled to read your wife, the way she had glared at the motorbike as if it had killed her entire family was all you needed to know.
This silly scene here opened you up to a future night full of making it up to your wife. You sighed softly before turning to your scene partner, you watched a grin take over her face as a realization of sorts had dawned upon her.
"You're welcome," she winked before turning around to return to the set, you two had one more follow up scene to shoot, and then you'd have to face your attractively jealous partner.
The ride home was radio silent; literally, she slapped your hand away when you tried to fill the tense silence with your favorite playlist.
Scarlett pulled into the garage, a heavy sigh left her lips as she unbuckled, but she didn't speak.
Her door slammed shut, she attempted to race into the house, but you were too quick for her. Scarlett's breath hitched when your hands held her firmly in place, "Now, now kitten, why must you make this difficult by running?"
Scarlett tried to keep her angry front up, but when you manhandled her into the air she lost any semblance of control, you spun her around in your hold so that your lips brushed teasingly as you plopped her onto the Harley backwards.
"Is this what you needed baby?"
Scarlett mindlessly leaned back against the handles, her legs spreading as she did, and you couldn't help but to chuckle at the sight of her.
"Such a beautiful, desperate mess you are for daddy, look at you, you're soaked on through."
Scarlett's skin flushed, she didn't need to hear you say it to know it, the lacy, red material was uncomfortably stuck to her skin, and truth be told it had been like that for hours now. Ever since she'd kissed you breathless, and when she watched you handle that scene with a sexy flair she couldn't stop imagining you handling her in a more sinful way. You drove her wild.
"Tell me what you want," you stepped closer to her, ghosting your lips over hers, "I'm not a mind reader baby, but I do aim to please here, so just tell daddy what it is you need from her."
"Can you give me a ride on the bike?" Scarlett was confused herself as the words left her, it was what she genuinely wanted, but you both know she wanted something else much more.
"Oh, I can," you smirked as your lips met hers, "You can ride me however you want Scarlett."
"Fuck," she sucked in a breath as your fingers slid the sticky fabric of her panties to the side.
"Be good for daddy," you coo'd as your fingers trailed teasingly through her folds, she bucked her hips on instinct, causing the bike to shake, so you held her hip down firmly with your free hand, "Relax my love, you know I've got you."
Scarlett's always been super reactive with you, but as she hadn't been touched like this in over six months she was beyond her normal arousal. Her cunt was dripping all over the leather seat, and if it wasn't so hot you might've even cared about it, but honestly the bike needed a polish.
A mewl left your wife's lips as soon as one of your fingers entered her, you kept a slow pace, too afraid to overwhelm her, and even then you still did, she cried out in shock, "I'm leaking."
You looked down, noticing the pebbles of white that left your wife's breasts, she'd only recently stopped breastfeeding your son as her leave was quickly coming to an end. You were truly enamored by the opportunity here, the urge to taste her milk had always been there, but the chance had yet to present itself until now.
"Oh love, that must hurt," you rasped, and the aroused blonde whimpered her agreements as she looked into your blackened orbs, the need you clearly felt for her was palpable, and it only made the sloshing between her legs louder.
You kissed down her jaw, nibbling enough to make her moans sweeter, but not to mar her skin until you reached the valley of her breasts. You sucked harshly, a deeper red blossomed over her hot skin, the sensation only spurred her moans on, and the sound was addicting.
"There you go kitten," you kissed up the side of her sensitive breast en route to her nipple, "Let daddy know how good she's making you feel."
Scarlett nearly toppled your bike over when your lips wrapped around her nipple, the way you curled your fingers just as you began to suckle made her mind go blank, and legs shake. The sound of your delighted moan made her feel an overwhelming warmth, an unexpected wave of pride flooded her chest at the idea that you'd like her milk enough to moan like that.
"Thank you daddy," she clutched tightly to your biceps, curling her nails into the skin for grounding that she usually found in bed sheets. As you moved in rushed kisses over to her other breast you could feel her hips trying to meet your thrusts, shaking your bike again.
"Stay still," you mumbled around her nipple, making her urge to move higher, but even in her dizzy state she still managed to cooperate. In the bed you wouldn't mind, normally you'd encourage her desperate thrusts as you teased her, but this wasn't your usual spot; the bike wasn't exactly the safest place for her writhing.
Scarlett's quick compliance made you beam, "You're always such a good girl for me."
Scarlett smiled dopily, she was a sucker for your praises, her walls clenched tightly around you when you returned her smile. Nothing could ever really describe just how much she loved your beautiful smile, it was almost always all she needed to want to jump your bones.
"Kiss me," she begged, the desperation clear as day when her lip had trembled in anticipation. You didn't waver in your stare as you neglected to give in to her pleas, you instead continued to piston three fingers into her slick hole, curling them every few thrusts, and doing so before you couldn't resist the temptation to kiss her.
"You're close," you panted the truth against her lips as you reluctantly pulled back, if you could you'd kiss her until your lips went numb. She whined, her eyes then fluttered open at the loss of your sensational lips took effect on her. The pleading in the haze of her eyes was clear, she needed you to give her permission, to send her tumbling over that edge. "Go on kitten, come for daddy, mess up my bike like a good girl."
Her back instantaneously arched into your handlebars, the horn being set off as her body trembled, her orgasm had taken it's full effect. You watched in amazement as her arousal gushed around your digits, it was only her first release of the night and she squirted all over.
"Let's get you cleaned up," you whispered as you nibbled down her jawline, soft red marks left behind that you knew would fade come morning, she had a meeting tomorrow after all.
Scarlett was beyond dizzy, your moves turned her brain into mush, but even in a delirious state she knew what she wanted, and she'd get it. You had both always had such high libidos, but with the baby neither of you had the time or better yet the energy to keep up with them.
But in this jealous fueled daze Scarlett was not short on energy, no, only patience. As you went to guide her to the bedroom for aftercare she stopped you, even with shaky legs she managed to shove you down onto the couch, "Lay down, and let me mark my territory," you knew she wasn't asking, clearly you weren't rebutting.
"Thank you daddy," she straddled your thighs so that she could lean in to peck your lips, you saw the way she eyed your top, so as a reward for her manners you slipped it off as she rose.
"Come on kitten, let daddy make you feel good," you beckoned the short circuiting woman forward, and without letting another minute fly by she crawled up your body, her abundant wetness smeared on your skin, and the feeling left you salivating for her essence.
Neither of you felt like teasing tonight, so the blonde plopped her sopping folds onto your face, so you followed her lead, and immediately began to devour her. Raspy, choked moans echoed off the walls of your quaint living room, with how sensitive she was it didn't take long for her to grow sloppy with the way she rode. Without even looking you gripped her hips, now guiding her thrusts, and pressing down harshly to help your tongue reach her deeper.
With your arms wrapped tightly around her thighs you used all your strength to flip her onto her back, the jostling movement led your tongue to press into her sensitive spot just as your thumb showed up to stimulate her clit.
"Oh fuck," Scarlett bucked her hips in sync with your tongue as you continued to fuck her fluttering hole even after her cum shot down your throat, and her entire body subsequently slumped into the lived in couch cushions.
Scarlett's face was serene as she rode out the bliss you'd given her, she tiredly smiled when your lips trailed over her body, tenderness was all that you offered as you kissed over her skin. Lips lingering over the marks she'd despised until you made her love them the way you did.
"Daddy," she groggily whimpered your title, her hands haphazardly reached down for you, and her nails dug into your shoulder blades so that she could pull you up and into her lips.
"You're insatiable Scarlett," you chuckled as she relinquished her lips hold on you, she met your amusement with a smirk of her own, "If you had a smoke show for a wife you'd be too."
"I do," you deadpanned, and she smirked even wider as she winked, "Glad you're self aware."
"Oh, I am, the amount of people that want you is endless," you huffed, a twinge of jealousy to rival hers showing through, but she helped to melt it away with another kiss to your lips.
"We're clearly just Hollywood's hottest couple," she reasoned, "I guess I should have expected all the attention, of course people want you."
"I really do hope you understand that you're all I'll ever want Scarlett," your eyes glistened with happiness, visions of your future with her all you needed to bring you to tears, "You, and Leo are my entire world, nothing will change that."
"I miss him," she reaffirms her earlier feelings, as do you, "Same, I need my bubba butt back."
"But wait, I have a proposal," she mused, and looked to you with a sinful grin and dark eyes.
"I'm listening."
"Well, my meeting won't end until like five, and it's over an hour away to my moms," she spoke with feigned exasperation, "Why would we pick him up tomorrow near his bedtime? That's just irresponsible. We should let him sleep, and use our bonus night off for an overdue date."
"Hmm," you hummed, pretending as if you were actually thinking over her sex coded offer, "I could just pick him up in the morning," you didn't mean it, but you'd never give up the opportunity to tease, and neither would she.
"Nope," she popped the p, and smirked up, "You're coming to the office baby girl, and we'll be taking your bike so no room for the baby."
"Oh, we are now?"
"Yeah, you are my guinea pig for the day as we test out our newest products, I didn't tell you?"
"No, you most certainly didn't," you grumbled, and climbed off of her, she went to protest the loss of your warmth but she didn't get the chance as you threw her over your shoulder.
"If I'm your guinea pig tomorrow, then you're my cum dump for the night," you threw her down onto the mattress, smirking as her dilated eyes widened at your promise, and so you winked. "What? Might as well use our free time wisely."
Scarlett smirked victoriously once you turned away to collect your strap, her plans for a full weekend now coming to life before her eyes. Leo's return will likely be postponed, it's a good thing she already confirmed a Monday pick up.
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