#sarah paulson smut

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Take it.

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TW: dom!Alice (not soft), mommy kink, titty washing, teasing, degradation, fingering (r receiving), scissoring, mocking, spitting, vulgarity, choking, hair-pulling... I think that's it? Let me know.

idk how many words 😭

AN: Ummmm hi :) I had written this nearly a year ago, so I decided to revise it and put it on this lovely little app :) I'm currently working on finishing my first request! Let me know how you like it! (also, if you want to be a part of my tag list let me know! There are only 25 of you but, oh well) Please be kind, but if you have any suggestions or requests, don't be scared to speak up!

MINORS DNI PLEASE!! 18+!!! It makes me extremely uncomfortable at the thought of a minor interacting, please don't!!

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ALICE POV

Oh how I missed my sweet baby. After a terrible day with Phyllis, having to pretend to be against who I really am, who I love, I'm exhausted and ready to be with y/n. Thankfully she allowed us all to go home early, and I almost sped to get to my kitten.

Running through the rain after getting out of the car, I run to our front door, giggling slightly as I get drenched. I burst through the door and see her head pop up from the couch in the living room.

Y/n beams and giggles at how soaked I am. “Alice! You’re home early, is something wrong?”

Oh, my sweet girl... she's always so caring and concerned about me. I smile wide and shake my head, chuckling as I start to strip in our mudroom.

“No sweetness, Phyllis let us leave early, thank goodness. It was getting suffocating.” I pout slightly and slide my unbuttoned blouse off, only in my bra and skirt now.

With a huff I make my way to the laundry room, hearing my baby following close behind like the cute little puppy she is. “I'm so sorry, mommy.. I’m so glad you’re home, I.. I missed you very much.”

Now, I heard what she said, but I couldn’t catch on to the shyness at the end of her sentence, I would’ve realized she meant more than just, missing me..

But unfortunately, I was so focused on getting my clothes in the wash that I didn’t notice. I just nod and grin, closing the lid on the wash before glancing at her. “Aw, mommy missed you too, sweetheart!” I say as I kiss her head, rushing to the bathroom to wash myself off.

Y/N POV

She wasn’t getting it! All day, I’ve been waiting as patiently as I possibly could for her to get home. Last night we were so close to having play time, but mommy was just exhausted, so we stopped to just cuddle and sleep. I didn’t wanna push it, but now I can’t take it. It's been a week since I've been ruined like I need.

Following her closely, my cheeks flush from witnessing her strip from her clingy clothes, and now she’s NAKED. I don’t understand how she’s just so casual.

She’s talking about something, I hadn’t realized until I felt a hand cup my cheek. I snap out of my trance and look up to see Alice’s brows knitted in concern.

“Sweet girl, are you alright?” The pet name and her soft voice is certainly not helping the pool forming in my underwear.

I go to speak and feel how watery my mouth is, immediately making me blush. I open my mouth and then shut it, nodding as I look up at her shyly. Her eyes slightly squint and she looks down at my lips, a light smirk forming on hers.

“Oh baby, you’re drooling.” she mutters, moving her thumb to swipe over my bottom lip. I can’t stop the slight whimper that erupts in my throat, and I watch, my eyes widening as she brings her thumb to her own lips and sucks my drool off.

“Hm, nummy.”

Fuck. I feel my brows knit as I feel the urge to plead. She winks at me and then hums, softly chuckling at my demeanor. She pulls out a washcloth out of one of the cabinets and turns on the shower, stepping in but keeping the curtain open wide. I just stand there in awe as she lathers the washcloth with soap, and then uses it to wash herself.

She looks into my eyes as she washes her breast, her bottom lip hooked in between her teeth, but I don’t pay attention to that, my eyes wander down to her soapy tits.

I blush in shame when a whine slips out of me at the sight of her, the way she tilts her head up slowly, humming out a groan at the feeling of the warm water hitting her smooth skin.

After a moment she looks back at me, chuckling. “Baby, go strip and lay down in bed, I wanna have cuddles when I’m done.” She speaks so innocently, as if she hasn’t been kneading her tits right in front of me.

“But I-” I go to protest, but her eyes narrow and I feel my words get caught in my throat. “Listen to mommy, kitten. Do as I say.” she says in a soft but impossibly intimidating tone.

I immediately nod, glancing at her body one more time before backing out of the bathroom and to the bedroom. I take a deep breath, slightly shaking from what just happened.

I quickly undress, peeling my underwear off and clearly seeing the soaked patch, making me go red. I put my clothes in the laundry basket and crawl onto the bed, huffing softly as I slide under the covers to try and soften the goosebumps forming on my bare body.

I wrap my arms around my pillow and pout to myself, facing away from the bathroom door so I don’t have the urge to run back in and plead for Alice to fuck me.

I eventually zone out, listening to the shower running and Alice’s soft hums as she finishes up. I don’t even realize that it’s stopped, so as soon as I feel a hand on my shoulder I jolt and whip my head around to see Alice giggling. 

“Jumpy little thing, aren’t you? You silly girl.” Her tone makes my face flush and I scrunch my nose, turning to put my face in my pillow as I let out a few shy giggles, feeling butterflies in my tummy. 

I feel a shift in the bed and then suddenly her warm soft body is pressed into mine. Her arms wrap around my middle as she pulls me against her further, my breathing getting heavy at the feeling of her fingers stroking my lower stomach.

At the feeling of her breath hitting the back of my neck my hips wiggle slightly while squeaking out a little whine. At that she lets out a breathy chuckle as she presses her palm flat against my abdomen. 

“Stay still, my desperate little baby.” she whispers in a silky voice, immediately causing a shiver to run through me. I am breathing out my words, trying my best to stay still for her. “M-Mommy, mommy could you please..” I trail off, groaning as I feel the tightness in my chest, my shyness making me lose the words.

“Please what? What do you need mommy to do for you, baby?” she coos into my ear, and my eyes roll slightly as she strokes my earlobe with the tip of her warm tongue. 

I don’t stop myself- I can’t, starting to rock my hips against her front, feeling as if I was going to explode at any moment. I gulp and sputter before finding words.

“Fu-uck me, touch me mommy- please!” I plead out in soft whimpers, where she just responds with a hum and a sudden suck at my pulse point. I choke out a little moan, and as I do so I feel her hand slide down further to cup my mess of a cunt. 

“Oh, my poor baby is so wet, isn’t she?”

With a quick nod in response she suddenly pushes her middle finger slips through my lips and slides through them to collect the messy arousal . My eyelids flutter as I feel my head grow foggy and I moan weakly, my clit throbbing in response to her touch. 

“So responsive for mommy, so sensitive.. You can’t even handle mommy’s touch, can you? You dumb little thing.” Her voice just makes me sink deeper into her as I completely give into her.

She bends her finger and gently swirls the tip of it around my entrance. I groan out a few needy whimpers and nod my head, needing her inside of me. She slowly slips the end of her long finger into my entrance, and my response to that is simply clenching around it.

She helps me roll onto my back and presses herself onto me, looking into my eyes as she pushes her finger in further and starts to pump in and out of me slowly, curling her finger to hit my spongy spot perfectly. 

I scrunch my face and start to let out soft little moans, my eyes growing heavy as she starts to go even faster. “Fu-uck yes mommy, need more I- please!” I look at her with the widest eyes, whimpering as her eyes have grown deeper brown instead of their usually rich honey color. “My cute little baby, you want more? God, you’re such a needy slut.” She uses her free hand to suddenly grab my face, digging her fingers into my jaw while small grunts slip out of her mouth.

Alice seems so soft, she really just looks so innocent, but she’s far from. On the outside, around others, she is never in control. She’s always talked down to, or not listened to. So when she’s home she likes to be the boss, likes to be in control. Which is the best thing for me, what I’ve always needed.

“Your mouth looks dry baby, you need mommy to fix that?” I go to respond but before I can she spits right on my tongue, making me choke out a loud moan and clench roughly around her finger. 

“That was a rhetorical question, stupid whore.” She hisses, pulling her finger out before I can even react.

She brings her hand down on my puffy cunt, making me squeal in surprise. While she laughs deeply and I whine, wiggling my hips when she pulls away from me completely.

She narrows her eyes as she sits up on her knees between my legs, her soft tits bouncing slightly as she sits. 

“If you don’t stop moving, mommy will leave you right here and go sleep in the guest room.” Her soft voice is gone and what replaces it is a voice that sends a straight shock to my core. I gulp and nod rapidly, obediently freezing every muscle in my body. 

Her smile silently praises me and she leans on all fours, her body hovering over mine. She moves her face into my neck, and I immediately tilt my head back to give her room. 

“Hm, such a good girl for mommy, my obedient little kitten.” She whispers against my neck as she leaves wet little kisses all over my neck. Just as I start melting into her touch and relaxing, she bites down hard onto my neck, immediately making me whine and buck my hips up.

Her chuckle makes me freeze again, and she soothes the bite mark she just made with her tongue before clicking it while she lifts her head up. Her face gets close to mine, twisted with fake pity.

“Poor baby, you couldn’t help but move your hips when mommy nibbled on you, huh?” she says in a sickly sweet voice, making my cheeks turn deep red. She smiles with her teeth and before I can blink she’s grabbing my throat. I gasp and arch my neck, looking into her eyes with wide helpless ones. 

“M’sorry, m’sorry mommy pl-please..” I breathe out, gulping against her hand. She giggles at me and then uses her free hand to slowly pull my thigh up.

She sits up straighter while keeping her hand around my neck, positioning her hot center against mine. Her eyes flutter as they stay on mine and I can’t help but groan softly as I hear our arousal mixing together. 

I let out soft whines when she doesn’t start moving, only to hear soft hushes in response. “Shh baby, just be patient. Mommy’s gonna make us feel so so good.” She breathes out, her words making my clit twitch slightly, and my hips ache with the need to move but I wanna be good for her.

Her bottom lip slid in between her teeth, her brows furrowed together and her eyes only narrowed as she started rolling her hips so slowly. I thought I was gonna explode, she knows just what to do to make that happen, too. I almost start to tear up as she tortures me with the leisurely pace, and she sees how my face starts to scrunch up.

“Oh, is my little one gonna cry? Tsk tsk tsk, we can’t have an unhappy fucktoy, can we?” She almost sounds like she’s mocking me, but the caring tone she uses only makes me clench around nothing. 

The chuckle that comes out of her quickly turns into a gasp when my cunt suddenly contracts against her, but before I could even react to her reaction, she suddenly thrusts herself turbulently against my weeping pussy.

I instantly yelp in surprise my own hips bucking in response, which immediately just starts a mess of uncontrollable movements from the both of us. I know Alice can’t take anymore of even her own teasing, and God knows I can’t. So we just frantically hump against each other; grunts, whines, and squelching noises filling the air. 

Her hand squeezes my neck tighter, making it that much harder to breathe, but the light fuzzy feeling from the lack of oxygen only makes me feel more pleasure.

Alice leans down above me, her breath hitting my cheek. “Fuck baby, just like that- yesssss! Keep moving like that sweet girl. Mmm fuck, you’re gonna make mommy- fuck! Gonna make mommy cum all over your pretty pussy.”

 After she grunts that out in my ear I practically squeal out a whine, closing my eyes and focusing the feeling of her slightly bulging clit against my swollen one. 

I make my walls clench, knowing she’ll feel it. I was right, she starts moaning louder and throws her head up the moment I do. My face twists pleadingly, and I start to practically weep for her. “Please cum mommy, pl-please make a mess on me…” With that she lets go of my neck just to reach up and grip my hair with both of her hands.

Within minutes I feel her stomach starting to contract against mine, and then suddenly she tenses hard and groans louder than ever. 

“BABY! Fuck, fuck fuck take my cum- YES TAKE MY FUCKING CUM SLUT!” She bucks her hips harder than ever, and before I can say anything my orgasm hits me. 

I grip onto her shoulders and let out high pitched moans, my thoughts dissipating as I can only focus on our clits pulsating against each other and Alice muttering, “Take my cum.” over and over in my ear.

After riding out our shared highs, Alice hums and burrows her face in my sweaty neck, placing little kisses on my throbbing pulse point.

“Mm, that was s’good mommy,” I mumble, whimpering as I try to clamp my legs shut, but Alice’s are tangled in mine, making it impossible. “Mommy, feel sensitive..” I whisper, wrapping my arms around her neck. She only coos softly, slowly raising her head to look down at me with a small smile. 

“I know baby, let’s try to relax a little more, then we’ll have a nice, hot bubble bath, okay?” I immediately smile at the sound of that and nod slowly, giggling lightly as well. Alice grins wider and moves her hand to tuck some hair behind my ear. As she does so I can’t stop my eyes from fluttering shut, feeling so safe and satisfied in her arms. 

“Oh how I love you, my sweet baby..”

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The hooded woman

Three hours. And my phone was dead. Who made me do this? Great idea, Y/N, really, a great idea.

Moving from Boston to New York seemed like a nice plan to escape from my abusive relationship with my boyfriend— or, should I say, ex-boyfriend. He was so wonderful at first, so caring and loving, but after a few months, after we moved in together in a pretty apartment, he turned out to be offensive and just malicious perse. So I had to flee from home, from him, which was really hard to because... well, I'll let you guess why.

So there I was, in my little, yellow car, driving away from all that was— or, rather, was meant to be, my family.

My parents always told me that he was a good-for-nothing, but I didn't listen because I was in love. Or was I? I don't know, I'm actually thinking that I never liked him in the first place. Everything felt wrong with him, everything. But it doesn't matter now. I was free, and happy to be.

I arrived at my destination, after troubling some passers-by for directions. I stopped the car and walked out of it, shutting the door close. I gazed at the tall building before me, made of glass. I smiled. Beautiful.

I entered, looking anxiously from left to right, hoping that my door would simply appear from thin air— sadly, it didn't happen. I walked up three flights of stairs, and arrived at my apartment. New sweet home. I opened the door carefully and looked inside. The furniture was eye-catching, which didn't scream "Y/N lives here now!" since I was more of a lay-down girl but, hey! The price was good and I didn't care that much. I walked in and turned on the light. It was rather small but comfy nontheless. Everything was coloured in pastel—looked rather pretty, we couldn't complain. I opened my suitcase, I catched some money and out was I again— of course I turned off the lights, you think I'm some wasteful and rich girl?

I politely asked my new neighbour if there was a good restaurant nearby— yes, a good only girl night for a fresh start, and she replied that, indeed, there was one. She gave me the directions, saying that I can hardly miss it, and I thanked her, wishing her a good evening.

I arrived at the restaurant thirty minutes later— I took the car, I didn't want anyone to snatch me from the streets. I was welcomed by a mix of good smells, and the dim lights gave the interior a misty appearence. I grinned. It was amazing.

I took a seat in a corner, hoping no one would notice I was there alone, although who would notice? Yes, the place was packed, but everyone was talking loudly and cheerfully, minding their own bussinesses. I glanced at each one of the tables that were at my reach, and everyone seemed... happy. I should have been too, honestly, but was I?

«Can I take your order?»

I jumped slightly in my seat, looking at my right. A stunning woman, in her middle-ages— I just guessed, she might be older or younger, was smiling down at me, with her pen and tab in her hands. I smiled back at her, opening distractedly the menu.

«Sure... ahm...»

I rapidly scanned it, searching for something that would catch my eye. The waitress must have noticed my panick, so she stiffled a laugh.

«May I suggest you try our most wanted meal?»

I sighed in relief.

«Yes, thank you.»

She nodded, giving me a wink. I blushed, stupidly. She was so attractive... wait, what? I mean, yeah, she was indeed and me making that remark in my head didn't mean anything... right?

«And would you like some red wine to accompany the meat?»

I got out of my head and nodded, smiling yet again. She reciprocated the smile and boy, she had the smile of an angel. Although, maybe that wasn't really a compliment because... well, angels looked pretty nasty, honestly, and they didn't have mouths so...— you don't know what an actual angel looks like according to the Bible? Well, they have one, big eye, and attached to it there are six wings, three for each side. So yeah, not really a compliment.

«I'll be back with your order in a giffy.»

I laughed shyly. Her brown eyes locked with mine for a second and those brown, giant orbs were... perfect, so to say.

My ex-boyfriend also had brown eyes, but they were different. Hers were kind, and loving, and... wait, what am I talking about? Rumbling about in my head about a person I just met, not to mention a woman!?

I waited patiently for a few minutes, still glancing around. But this time I wasn't looking at the joyous couples chatting frenetically, I was searching for her in the crowd. After a while, the gorgeous waitress came back, carrying my order in one hand.

«Here you go, ma'am.»

«Oh please, call me Y/N.»

I said, without thinking. I blushed. Wait, what?

She laughed heartedly.

«As you wish, Y/N.»

She placed the plate of meat and fried potatoes in front of me, grinning widely.

«Is there anything else I can get you, Y/N?»

I gently shook my head, losing myself in her brown eyes.

«N-no, thank you...»

«You're very welcome.»

And she left. Again. Gosh, I wish she could stay here and eat with me... eh? Again, my head was invaded by all sorts of thoughts, and I tried desperately to get rid of them whilst eating.

The meat was so good, the potatoes were crunchy and savory and the wine... divine! Although, I must have drank a little too much, 'cause my head started spinning slightly and I couldn't stop myself from smiling.

«Are you finished with your meal, Y/N?»

«Y-yes, thank you.»

She smirked, taking the plate, about to go and disappear again somewhere, but my hand was faster and I took her by the arm, making her turn and look at me inquisitoriously.

«Can I know your name?»

«Ally. It's Ally.»

I kept hearing her voice in my head, repeating her name like a beautiful song.

«It's marvelous... like you.»

She laughed wholeheartedly. I blushed. Her laugh was like the wine, divine.

«You're not bad yourself.»

I waited for her to give me the check, drinking my last glass of wine— I promise it was the last.

«Here you go.»

«Thank you.»

I looked at it for a bit, then I took out the money and put them on the check. When she took everything, she gave me a small piece of paper. I glanced rapidly at her, confused. She shrugged, smiling, getting away from me.

I got home safely— which is really good since I was drunk, and immediately jumped on my new bed, bouncing a little. I retrieved the little piece of paper and tried to decipher the words that were written on it. Or rather, the numbers.

«Oh gosh, she gave me her number!»

For some unknown reason, I felt euphoric. I was so happy she wrote that little number on the paper. I swiftly got my phone, just to remember that it was out of battery. I put in the charger and waited for the screen to go from black to purple. Yes, my lockscreen wallpaper was purple. I mean, it represented a woman— actually, a witch, with this beautiful and long purple dress, with a matching background.

Two percent. Ok, if I used the phone while it was charging, the battery might burn or something— you think I'm some kind of technician? Well, think again, but I couldn't resist so I immediately saved the number and sent a message.

Y/N

Hey, I'm Y/N, the one lonely girl you served at the restaurant this evening. I thought I should send you a message, since you were so kind as to give me your number. Hope you have a wonderful night :))

11:30 PM

I sighed. What was I doing? Messaging a woman in the middle of the "night". Maybe I-

Good-looking-woman-aka-Ally

Heya beautiful! Thank you for texting me, I really hoped you would. Care to join me tomorrow evening at dinner? After the restaurant is closed, of course. Hope you will be there. 1:00 AM sharp. Sleep tight <3

11:31 PM

My heart pace quickened. She was so sweet. And wait, did she ask me out? Ah, I can't believe it! I squeezed the phone on my chest, closing my eyes shut, screaming— but not really.

Tomorrow. At night. Alone. With her. I know it sounds ridiculous, but... I felt something. A silly crush, really. I didn't even think I liked women but you never know, right?

I turned off my phone, got out of my clothes, put my pyjama on and draft off to sleep.

You are mine now, Y/N.

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Kit Walker x fem!reader

tags: smut!!

warnings: murder, blood, fingering, p in v.

summary: reader and kit get paired up in the kitchen. Kit comforts her anddddd...you can imagine what happens next.

character count: 11k. yes. 11k. lost track of length while writing the plot.

full fic under the cut ↓

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May 14th, 1964.

People always said you were meant to be a teacher, that it was your role in the world, since kindness and patience have always been your best qualities. This is how you ended up in that pre-school in Massachusetts full of little sunshines that were absolutely fond of you and saw you as their older sister. It was the best job in the world in your eyes, and you were sure you were going to spend most of your days doing it. If only you knew.

That fateful day you were wearing a trendy but simply cut canary dress, slightly accentuating your waist, perfect for the warm weather of spring. Birds’ faint singing could be heard through the open windows, The kids were sitting around small tables while doing their drawings, and you looked at them lovingly while leaning your back on the chest of drawers that kept the children’s bags.

“Teacher! Teach-!” one of the little boys exclaimed to get your attention, but you cut him off.

“Joseph, I'll be there for you in a second, let me change the song first, alright?” You turned around to put the other vinyl in the player, and the tunes of ‘Hit the road Jack’ started playing. You waited a few seconds before turning around…and that was probably the biggest mistake of your life.

Hit the road Jack-BANG!

You quickly turned around as you heard that loud noise. What you saw next permanently changed your life. A tall man, all dressed in black, was holding a gun in his hands and had just shot one of your little kids. Before you could process anything, the gun was pointed at you, and…BANG! You fell to the ground. The bullet missed you and instead carved a little hole in the wall. You couldn’t feel anything, none of your senses worked, except for hearing.

Don’t you come back, no more-BANG!

no more-BANG!

no more-BANG!

no more-BANG!

Hit the road Jack-BANG!

You woke up by the police violently shaking your body. You were confused, and all around you was red. Red blood everywhere.

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At first, the police was doing a fantastic job by trying to identify the killer. You had to do so many interrogations, but you felt like with your descriptions and help, the searching for the murderer was close to an end. The case was on all the TV channels and news, the whole state was thirsty for truth. It was when the police started looking into your past that things started to go wrong. You had a previous “arrest” for gun possession. Nothing too crazy, your uncle gave you one when you first started living alone, you realized your mistake, and you were released after a few days anyways. Then the moms of the poor little angels started to spread rumors about how you were “mean” to kids. That of course wasn’t true, they have always been pretty jealous of a young woman who got along with their children better than them. And you tried to explain that to the police, but they just seemed to get more suspicious. They believed that you randomly went crazy and shot all the kids, that would’ve explained how you were the only one who survived too.

Before you could know it you were charged of murderer, and your life sentence was to spend your whole life in an asylum. As bad as the situation was, you were hopeful that you were going to be treated better in an asylum than jail.

You were wrong. Briarcliff Manor was just another way to say hell. Nuns treated you horribly-except Mary Eunice- god bless that poor soul- and Dr. Arden was a living nightmare. You tried to stay as far as possible from him once you heard all the stories of his victims. People were REALLY crazy there…except one. Her name was Pepper. Sister Jude had introduced you two, insisting that you could bond over “baby murder”. You thought she really did it at first, so you kept distance. Pepper insisted on interacting with you, repeating the word “friend”. You glared at her, spitting words harshly.

“I'm not a murderer like you.”

Pepper frowned and started crying. Now she was saying the word “baby.” It was weird but, you felt sorry for her…something in you told you that she may have been not guilty. She dragged you into the library, then she showed you a magazine with the face of the popular star “Elsa Mars.”

“Mom.” She said, you looked at her confused, then Pepper pointed at the sentence written in the magazine “Elsa used to own a Freakshow before…” it was clear to you then.

“Did she put you here?” You asked. Pepper shook her head and mumbled the word “Sister”.

After a few weeks of befriending her, it was clear to you that Pepper was the living representation of “never judge a book by its cover”.

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Two months later.

You were playing-at least trying to play-chess with pepper in the common room.

“Pepper, you can't move two pawns together…only one.”

She laughed and moved another one. Your attention was now brought to a woman who seemed new in that place.

“Uhm…you know what, pepper? You win! Congratulations!” You said a little white lie so you could meet the mysterious woman. Pepper smiled and laughed happily, and started wandering around. You got up and walked towards the new presence. She looked lost, confused, angry but definitely not crazy. You sat in front of her and tried to put on a friendly smile.

“Hi… I noticed you from across the room. Who are you?”

The woman looked at you. You couldn’t help but feel judged and studied by those piercing eyes, in a quiet voice, she replied.

“Lana. Lana Winters.”

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Time passed. Every day was the same as the one before, torturing and boring. You bonded with Lana too after you acknowledged her story, and she told you about the secret tunnel and how she planned to escape. The occasion came soon when unexpectedly, one random night, cells opened. You insisted on bringing Pepper with you in the escape attempt, and you three ran for your lives. While running, though, pepper decided to take another path. You stopped and whisper-yelled at her to come back, but she didn't listen to you. As soon as Lana noticed you stopping, she dragged you with her, telling you to not waste time, and while you were running, Kit walker caught up with you two. You didn’t know much about him, so you didn't really mind him trying to escape too, but apparently Lana did. You heard her yelling.

“HELP! He’s escaping! The killer is escaping!”

You tried to shush her, but before you knew it, you were captured.

You and kit were then bent over Sister Jude’s desk, while she praised Lana and allowed her to choose the cane you were going to be punished with. You were surprised when Kit took the blame on himself, letting you free and gaining more lashes for himself.

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After a few days, you found yourself paired up with Kit on kitchen chores. You stood there in silence, lost in your thoughts while kit prepared the dough.

“You okay over there, suga’? You haven’t said a word.” You were brought back to reality at the sound of his deep voice and smooth accent. You gulped.

“Yeah… I-I’m fine. Just thinking…” You heard him sigh.

“It’s because of what they say about me…ain’t that right? I’m many things, darlin’, but I’m not a murderer. So, don’t be scared.”

You looked at him furrowing your brows and shook your head.

“No…it’s not because of that- I don’t think you’re a killer- I just… I’m just worried. Worried about Pepper. She’s nowhere to be found, a-and I feel guilty. So guilty. I should’ve followed her and brought her back.”

He chuckled lightheartedly.

“Oh, don’t say that, suga’. I’m sure she’s fine. She’s probably out there livin’ her best life.”

You sighed and replied nervously.

“You and I both know that isn’t true. She’s wearing a fucking gown, and her looks don’t help either. If she actually managed to get out, she’s already got caught.” You looked down, fidgeting with your fingers. You jumped slightly when you felt his hands touching your shoulders. He gently caressed your arm from behind and spoke with a kind tone.

“Hey-hey- calm down, suga’. Whatever happened to Pepper, it’s not your fault. Don’t be so harsh with yourself. You tried to stop her, there was nothin’ else you could do.”

You sighed and leaned into his gentle touch.

“I just hope she’s fine. She’s an innocent soul…I could never live with it if something bad happened to her.”

He took your hands in his.

“You don’t belong here. In Briarcliff.”

You sighed and let yourself relax in his arms. He whispered in your ear.

“You need a distraction, suga’.”

you then felt his cold hand on your exposed inner thigh. You looked up at him, your cheeks slowly turning red.

“Shhh… Just relax. It’ll feel good, I promise.”

You nodded slowly and looked down as his fingers made their way to your exposed folds under your gown. He sighed as he ran a finger over your slit, and peppered gentle kisses on the side of your face. He started slowly circling your clit. His big hands felt like heaven on you and you couldn’t help but buckle your hips towards his hand, sweetly whining for more. He flashed you with a tender smile and pressed a sweet kiss on your lips. His fingers shifted position, so his thumb was now grazing your clit while one of his digits made its way to your entrance, gently pushing in. You gasped and let out a soft moan, muffled by his mouth making contact with yours. He inserted another finger in, stretching you and slowly thrusting inside.

“Ah… Faster Kit…please…” you whined softly.

“Whatever you say, suga’.”

He started moving his fingers faster, making your back arch as he hit that sweet spot perfectly. He kept going until he felt your whines grow louder, and right before you could cum, he suddenly stopped and pulled his fingers out.

“mhhhph….w-why did you stop?”

He chuckled and have you a loving kiss on your lips.

“I wanna be inside of you…suga’…is that okay, mh?”

You nodded eagerly, and he picked you up to set you on the counter. He grabbed your waist with his veiny hands and leaned in to crush your lips together. His tongue swirled around yours as you sloppily made out. You pulled your lips away from his and whispered.

“w-what if they catch us?”

“They won’t. I’ll be quick, love.”

He lifted your gown once again and settled between your legs. He groaned as he rushed to lift his gown, and he hissed while lining up your entrance with his needy cock. He immediately began pounding in your poor cunt. His thrusts were fast and sloppy. As you whined for the sudden roughness, he whispered right next to your ear in a hoarse voice.

“Sorry suga’. Been too long since I've touched a woman.”

You moaned as your legs clung to his body, and you had to adjust to the new position. Not long after, between dough and adrenaline for the fear of being caught, he sped up his thrusts until you came with a loud moan that he tried to muffle with his hand. At the feeling of your cunt clenching around him, he cummed inside you right away with a deep groan. You panted for a few seconds before getting off the counter and regaining your decency. He pressed a loving kiss on your lips and gently caressed your hair. You allowed yourself to melt in his embrace, and while thinking about everything that had happened so far, a sudden thought came to your mind.

“Kit…why did you stand up for me when Sister Jude wanted to punish us?”

He put his chin on your head, and with a sweet smile plastered on his face, he spoke.

“I followed your case on the TV before gettin’ locked up' here. I always thought ya were innocent…”

He chuckled and pressed gently his lips on your hair.

“…and cute.”

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[inlovewithgreta]

Potions — Cordelia Goode x Fem!Reader

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Summary: Cordelia had been perfecting a potion for weeks now, and it was finally time to put it to the test.

Warnings: aphrodisiac potion, mentions of alcohol, praise kink, explicit language, use of magical abilities, scissoring, fingering, oral, etc…

Word Count: 2.7k

a/n: apologies for the extremely slow updates, I’ve been swamped with work and dealing with personal issues and mental health problems. thank y’all for being so patient with me! 💛

...also I was going to make the potion take longer to work but I’m a whore and wanted to write smut. although I did leave an opening for perhaps a part two??

© Do not copy, repost, or modify any of my works.

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"How much longer, 'Delia?" You asked, sneaking your arms around the blonde's slim waist. "I'm growing cold up there without my favorite supreme wrapped in my arms." Your lips couldn't help but fall into a pout as you rested your chin on her shoulder.

"I'm the only supreme, darling." She giggled, keeping her focus on the two glasses in front of her as she dumped a maroon colored liquid just below the rims. "And I'm just finishing up. I think I've finally perfected it!" She bit her plump bottom lip, turning her head to face you with excitement.

"Finally," you gave the blonde a quick kiss. "I really hope this works this time. I can't wait to see which one of us gives in first." You smirked against her lips.

"We haven't even drank it yet and you're already kissing me, darling. It's going to be you. You're very needy."

You protrude your bottom lip in a faux pout that only elicited a wider smile from the blonde and another quick peck to your lips in a reassuring kiss.

"God, I love when you make that face. It's absolutely adorable."

You playfully rolled your eyes at her words and tugged at her shirt to bring her to the plush blanket sprawled out and decorated with a few scattered pillows that sat just a few feet away from the lit fireplace.

Cordelia was well coordinated, and didn't spill a single drop of her newest concoction at your eagerness to bring her back towards the warmth.

You were first to plop down, Cordelia offering your drink to you before she sat down beside you, shoulders just barely touching yours.

"Nuh uh, not so fast, darling." Cordelia stopped your glass from tipping any further when you were too caught up in excitement over your drink. "We have to drink it at the exact same time."

You had nearly forgotten about the specifics, her concoctions always had to be done the way she said so, and it wasn't your place to question the witch when she gave you an order.

Cordelia admired your excitement. It always put a smile on her face that you were always so keen on trying new things, especially if it was something she made specifically for you.

"I really hope this works," Cordelia said quietly.

"It will. I just know it." You reassured her.

The witch then cleared her throat and held her glass towards you, and you were sure to clink your glass against hers in unison before both of you took your first sips from the dark substance.

You let out a sound of approval as the liquid hit your tastebuds. A sweet mix of apple, cinnamon, and a dash of alcohol entered your system. It tasted warm and inviting, the drink instantly putting you at ease...or so you thought.

Your gaze flicked over to the woman next to you who was still focused on her drink. Too focused to notice the way your eyes darkened when her tongue slowly swiped along the sugar coated rim on her glass.

You could feel your cheeks grow warm, and it wasn't just from the fireplace. It felt like you were heating up from the inside out. Your thoughts were in the gutter as a familiar ache grew between your legs.

You tried to play it off by nonchalantly repositioning yourself and squeezing your thighs together, the action not going unnoticed by the blonde.

Cordelia smirked and gulped down the rest of her drink, purposely tipping her glass far too much to let a few stray droplets of liquid fall from the corner of her mouth and land upon the upper swell of her breast.

The witch nonchalantly swiped her thumb along the droplet before sucking the liquid from her finger, purposely eliciting a low moan to play with you.

"How are you feeling, baby? You're looking a little...flushed." Her curved lashes fluttered as her dilated gaze moved from your face down to your bare thighs that were heavily pressed together.

"It's just a bit hot in here, that's all." You attempted to ignore her lustful gaze, instead busying yourself by downing the rest of the homemade potion.

The blonde tugged at the strap of your dress, slowly sliding it down to reveal more of your soft, smooth skin. "I would say I can fix that, but at this rate, it's only going to get much hotter in here." Your gaze flew back to the witch, who looked ethereal with the glow from the fireplace hitting half of her face in just the right place.

"Is that a fact or a promise?" You toyed, pointer finger flicking at the buttons that held her silk blouse together.

"Come here and find out," she bit her plump bottom lip, eyes sparkling with desire.

You nearly pounced on the witch, knocking the glasses out of the way as your lips engulfed hers in a fiery kiss. Cordelia's hands found the hem of your dress, lifting the fabric over your hips and tugging at it, in a way that told you to help her remove the clothing item.

The dress flew to an unknown location after you briefly broke the kiss to help her, neither of you caring where it went and instead rejoining your lips.

You straddled her waist, fingers fumbling with the buttons of her shirt and groaning out of frustration into the kiss as you struggled to free her of her clothing.

A loud rip tore through the room, buttons flying in multiple directions as you managed to tear her blouse open and slide it from her body.

"I loved that shirt," Cordelia mumbled against your lips.

"I'll buy you a new one."

In this moment, you didn't care about the shirt, you cared about how the woman you were straddling was intoxicating. Her floral scent was stronger, her skin felt softer, and the way she had your pussy wet from just a kiss drove you mad with desire.

Cordelia slowly fell back against the cushioned blanket, your lips leaving hers to place tender kisses along her jawline before nipping at the skin along her neck.

"Mm, fuck that worked quicker than I thought it would," Cordelia admitted after eliciting a low moan at your mouth leaving marks down from her neck to her chest.

You couldn't help but let out a laugh at her words before moving her sheer bra to the side, allowing you access to her breast. An eager tongue flicked at her hardened nipple before your mouth latched onto her tit. Your free hand grasped at her other breast, moving the same fabric to the side so you can twist her nipple between your fingers.

Cordelia's breath hitched, back briefly arching from the ground as you gave her chest the attention she was craving.

"Fuck, I need more. It's not enough," she whimpered as her hips just barely bucked below you.

"Mmm, who's the needy one now?" You mumbled, sending wet kisses down past her navel.

Cordelia wrapped a hand in your hair, pulling slightly at the strands just enough to elicit a moan from you, and force your face to look up at her.

"How about you just use that pretty little mouth to fuck me."

You only smirked at her words as you returned to kissing along her body, but stopping along her hip bone to leave fresh love bites along her porcelain skin.

Cordelia squirmed when your head reached her lace panties. Her body ached for you. Hips bucked in anticipation as your teeth took hold of her panties, slowly sliding the thin fabric down her legs.

Your eyes never left hers as you kissed your way up her calves, across her inner thighs, and over to her bare wet pussy. You had never seen her so wet before, and you couldn't wait to taste her dripping cunt.

Your tongue licked the strip up her folds, Cordelia immediately raking her fingers through your hair. You circled her clit slowly and meticulously that forced a sinful moan out of the witch.

"Just like that—" Her smooth legs held you close, while her fingers held your head right where she wanted you.

Cordelia was quick to fall into a blissful state as you lavished her cunt, the fireplace behind you crackling loudly, flames growing brighter the more pleasure you gave Cordelia.

"M-more, I need more! Please," the sound of your lover begging only encouraged you to give her everything she desired.

A single finger easily slid past her entrance covered in arousal, the added sensation leaving Cordelia breathless. As you multitasked, tongue swiping at her clit and finger slowly sliding in and out of her, Cordelia's back arched ever so slightly with quiet whimpers escaping past her lips.

You couldn't help but gaze at the woman in front of you, the way her porcelain skin flowed under the firelight. The way her body squirmed at your touch. And you couldn't help but hum in approval when the grip on your hair tightened.

"Fuck, I need more! Baby please!"

A second finger slid inside her cunt, instantly finding the soft spot with each thrust that had elongated moans reverberating off the dimly lit walls.

Cordelia could feel her body heating up, beads of sweat forming along her chest and forehead, both from warmth from the fire and her own body working itself up from pleasure.

"How's that feel, baby?" You sweetly asked, eyes noting every movement Cordelia made.

"Soo good," the blondes breath was shaky and low.

You picked up your pace against her cunt, ignoring the strain you felt against your forearm as you worked your way to give Cordelia the best treatment she deserves.

Cordelia could feel the welcoming knot in her abdomen, fingers gripping onto your hair to keep your head in place. The witch wasn't taking any chances of you pulling away and making her wait to finish.

"I'm so close.." Her eyes grew bright from the dancing flames as her gaze fell upon you between her legs.

"Let go, baby."

Cordelia's legs stiffened around you, a sharp gasp followed by the roaring of the fireplace behind you let you know that the witch was at her peak. Her back had lifted from the floor, toes curling, and fingers pulling at your hair.

"Fuck!"

The blonde was unable to form a full sentence as she came along your fingers that refused to stop, allowing your lover to ride her high as long as possible.

You hummed as you tasted her along your tongue, slowing your movements little by little on her cunt. Cordelia's vision went blurry, chest riding and falling rapidly as she attempted to catch her breath.

"Okay, okay— I can't—" Cordelia pulled at your hair, forcing your head away from her dripping pussy.

You swiped at your bottom lip with a smirk, immediately crawling your way up her lightly freckled body to engulf her in a heated kiss. You were quick to straddle her, hands fiddling with her tits as her tongue dipped into your mouth.

Her own hands roamed your body, sliding down your sides before grabbing hold of your hips and pulling you the rest of the way down to her. Your wet pussy pressed against her own, and your hips couldn't help but needlessly grind down against her.

"Oh my god..." your words were breathless into the kiss.

Her grip was tight along your hips, manicured nails ever so slightly digging into your skin as she guided you back and forth.

"That feels so good," you whimpered.

Cordelia was already sensitive due to her previous orgasm, but the newfound pleasure from your clit grinding against hers had her eager to chase after another high.

"Let me see you, baby." Cordelia was not only eager to reach another orgasm, but she was even more eager to watch you grind yourself against her.

With one last kiss to her lips, and gently pulling at her lower as you lifted up, Cordelia's chestnut eyes danced over your figure.

There was nothing the witch loved more than to see you on top of her. The way your hair fell around your face, the slight jiggle in your tits as you moved, and the way your hips needlessly moved as you pleasured yourself on her.

"You're so damn beautiful," her hands dipped behind you, grabbing a steady hold of your ass.

Your own hands squeezed at her tits as you held yourself together, a loud hum escaping your throat at her words as your own mouth was unable to form a sentence.

"Just like that, baby. You're doing so good."

You could feel the heat creep onto your cheeks, not from the roaring fireplace behind you, but from the words coming from Cordelia's lips.

She loved praising you and admiring you just as much as you loved to hear it from her. It only made you want to work harder, do your best to ensure you would hear those words again.

You could feel your legs begin to stiffen and your hips start moving at their own pace, and you could feel yourself getting worked up towards your release.

You easily slid across Cordelia's soaked pussy, low moans filling the room as the both of you felt the pleasure only increase.

"So..close..." you whimpered.

"Not yet, baby. I'm almost there. Just a little bit longer."

Cordelia's nails dragged along your hips, leaving minor scratches in their wake that only elicited another moan from you as you lazily nodded your head at her words.

Your stomach tightened and you knew you could finish right then and there, but if Cordelia said to wait, then you would wait for her. You love when you came together. The way your bodies would orgasm at the same time, filling you both with a feeling of euphoria and bliss.

"I can't— 'Delia, please," you whined.

Cordelia's head fell back, mouth agape as her own hips moved in the opposite directions yours did to speed up the process.

It didn't take long thereafter for the witch to nod her head rapidly, moans becoming more consistent as she hurried quickly towards her release.

"Fuck! Come with me!" The words flew from her mouth just before she pulled her bottom lip sharply between her teeth.

Cordelia's legs shook while your breathing stopped, all sounds coming from you going silent as you came along Cordelia's cunt. The blonde followed you soon after, eyebrows knitting as her grip along your hips never ceased.

The flames from the dimly lit candles spread throughout the room went out in a flash, only the fire from the fireplace cascading a glow over both you and Cordelia.

You gasped as you finally caught your breath, Cordelia loosening her grip on you to instead ease up your shaky movements. Your body shook as Cordelia's hands slid to your back, urging your body forward to press her lips against yours.

Your breasts fell in line with Cordelia's as your hands slid to her slim waist. The blonde couldn't help but close her legs, squeezing her thighs tightly together as your lips were pressed together as one.

Cordelia sighed after you broke from the kiss for air, your head immediately falling to the crook of her neck. Her fingers ran tender lines up and down your back as you gave her neck a tender kiss, both of you silently laying there in each other's arms.

The witch was expecting the effects of the potion to wear off by now, but grew curious as to why when she was pressing her thighs together, that she felt the same ache between her thighs as before.

She needed more. Craved for more. Desired more.

You could feel the woman move slightly beneath you, but she gave you no chance to think on it when she expertly flipped the two of you over, eliciting an unexpected gasp from you. The woman now sat on top of you, eyes completely filled with desire as she lowered her lips to hover just centimeters over yours.

"Oh I'm not done just yet." A wicked smirk toyed at her lips, mascara covered eyelashes fluttering as she lowered her tone next to your ear. "I want to ride your face. To feel you lavish every inch of me. To come along your tongue as my fingers play with your pussy."

You felt the same ache she did, the need for more pushing you to force your lips back against hers in a heated kiss that left both of you feeling feral.

If that's what Cordelia wanted, you were going to give it to her... and so much more.

#sarah paulson #cordelia goode x reader #cordelia goode #ahs coven #american horror story #ahs fanfic #ahs fandom #fanfic #smut #lesbiansmut #wlw smut #oneshot #praise #scissor sisters #let’s hope there’s not many mistakes

[evan4ever]

Vegas, baby

Part 4 — part 3 here

Warnings: pregnancy, social media

a/n: I tried researching and maybe I’m just not a pro at it but couldn’t find any of Evans personal friends names (feel like it’s that way for a reason or maybe I am just dumb 🤣 so I made up Joe 🤪 and just figured Sarah would be perfect for this situation 🥰) Also, please let me know if I missed any tags and let me know if you’d like to be added to the tag list! I’m still learning how to do tumblr so I appreciate the patience and the support 🤍

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Evan’s POV

His phone was blowing up more than normal, but nothing that caused him to feel the need to look. He didn’t have any social media platforms but he still managed to get notifications regarding things on social media. Mostly texts. He simply checked them and would reply when he had time and lately he’d been very busy so in this particular time, he didn’t.

Evans life seemed so much more unproblematic since ridding himself of social media and that’s what he liked. He was already in so much spotlight that he felt he had no personal time for himself, and that everyone knew everything about him. Sometimes he felt like his life was not his own. It wasn’t that way so much anymore and he planned for it to stay like so.

He had gotten dressed this morning and was drinking a large cup of coffee, sugar and butter added, and he was sat at the large island in his home reading through his mail he’d received that morning. Mostly bills and such that he’d be able to pay from his phone. The outside world was currently dimmed through his ears not paying attention to anything, not even the constant buzzing of his phone, as odd as it was. He was in his own world.

“Peters” Joe walked in. He was a buddy of Evan’s who was visiting and staying with him. Evans eyes flickered up to him and shot him a smile.

“Coffee on the counter if you want some.” Evan stated then got back to reading. Joe stared at him for a moment, Evan hadn’t taken note of Joes shocked face and this only made Joe more nervous. He had read articles that came out this morning, obviously Evan hadn’t considering it was regarding him and some really big allegations. Though Evan caught on to Joe’s lack of movement and looked back up to him. This time he could see the torn look on Joe’s face causing Evan to lower the mail and sit himself upright in his spot.

“You good, buddy?” Evan chucked awkwardly at Joe’s behavior, raising his eyebrows to encourage him to say something.

“Um, yeah.. have you read any news this morning?” Joe questioned curiously, silently hoping Evan already read it and was coping calmly. But seeing Evan shake his head slowly, curiously, Joe sighed and silently cursed himself for being the one to drop this on him. He pulled his phone from his pocket and brought up his twitter feed, scrolling only a second before landing on the trending news article and opening it. He hesitated a moment silently preparing himself for Evan’s reaction, then swiftly handed the phone to Evan all while avoiding Evan’s curious and bit concerned eyes.

Evan slowly took the phone, his eyes still watching Joe before looking down to his screen and reading the name of the article:

‘ Does Evan Peter’s have a child he doesn’t know about? ‘

Evan’s eyes nearly popped out of his head at just the headline, quickly looking up at Joe who still wasn’t looking at him though could sense his eyes on him, “just read it man”.

Evans eyes held themselves on Joe for a moment, then hesitantly lowered back to the article and he began reading it. All he thought the entire time was how could someone take something like this this far? He’s no stranger to fake and false stories airing but this one was too much. Claiming a pregnancy and it making the literal news? That was insanity. He wanted to throw the phone and break a few things, nearly shaking in anger at the lies he was reading. He didn’t recognize any names brought up, even yours. All he knew was that a fan was going above and beyond to get to him and he wasn’t going to stand for it.

Until his eyes landed on the video linked on the bottom of the article. He still didn’t recognize the name of the Tik Tok-er, but he clicked on the video to watch what was said that blew up this much. And that’s when his stomach dropped.

He saw you, the center of attention in the video, your stomach painfully obviously pregnant. He remembered you. And he remembered what the two of you did almost 9 months ago in Vegas. And that’s when everything made sense to him.

He rewatched the video a few times as if rewatching it would change the circumstances, make you not pregnant, make you someone he didn’t know so he could claim that it was in fact a lie. But each time rewatching it just confirmed everything the article had said.

He was about to have a child that he didn’t even know had been conceived.

Evan swallowed hard and finally shakily handed the phone back over to Joe who now was watching him. He was calm, it seemed. The opposite of what Joe had expected, though concerned more at his reaction. “You gotta tell me what’s going on, Peters.”

Evan shook his head at Joes words, his head dropping into his hands that rubbed over his face and rested in them while he nearly silently had a panic attack. He finally stood from the stool roughly, grabbing his phone and pushing past Joe who followed. He had to clear this up. Maybe you slept with someone else after him? Surely he wasn’t the only one. Even though he knew the possibility was real considering he had t slept with anyone since you. But you guys were supposed to keep it at just sex. You both made it very clear you were too busy for a relationship, let alone a fucking baby. He didn’t have time for this.

“Evan, man, what is up? Is it true? Where are you going?” Joe questioned as he followed behind Evan who made it to the front door before turning and looking at Joe to say something but no words coming out. Instead, Evan shook his head and swung his door open only to be met by Sarah (Paulson).

Evan was taken back by her standing in front of him giving her a confused look while she only held one that spoke of sincerity and concern. She was, concerned for her friend. She had read the article and she needed to talk to him herself.

“What are you doing here? I thought you were working.” Evan stated, avoiding the obvious answer that he knew. She only smiled softly to him.

“Can I come in?”

Evan sighed and stepped out of the way allowing her to enter, closing the door and turning half scared to face his reality when she’d get him to admit it. Sarah watched him for a moment, his eyes looking to hers then away, then back before down to the floor. She knew the allegations were true, he just confirmed it for her. Instead of scolding him like he’d been expecting, he was met with her arms pulling him into her into a gentle and sympathetic hug. He blinked a few times before he wrapped his arms around her and broke down.

Sarah rubbed his back as he sobbed into her, soothing her dear friend. It was a hard pill to swallow, she knew that. And he didn’t need a lecture, he needed a friend, a support system, he needed help.

Meanwhile Joe stood aside, confused at what was happening. Did this mean everything he read this morning was true?

“Joe?” Sarah spoke breaking him if his thoughts and looking to her, “would you be a doll and make some tea? Earl grey, add some honey.” She smiled and Joe nodded, turning and leaving them alone.

Finally Sarah pulled back enough to see Evan while he brought himself up and wiped the tears that fell. He felt like a baby, crying in front of his friend. But she understood and he knew he needed to let himself feel this. “Tell me what happened, Evan.”

Sarah’s soft and kind voice reassured Evan and after collecting himself, he sighed loudly. “I met her in Vegas earlier this year. January. She was… I mean come on. She was hot.” He groaned again, violently cursing himself now for not being smarter. “We were drunk. I wasn’t expecting to have sex and one thing led to another. We didn’t have any protection but I… you know.. I pulled out.” He cleared his throat awkwardly at talking about this with Sarah. But he needed to tell someone and he preferred it be her than anyone else. She only nodded and allowed him to continue. “We agreed it meant nothing. Just some drunk fun sex. We didn’t exchange numbers. I didn’t even get her last name, barely remembered her first. I didn’t think she’d get pregnant.”

“Do you know if she’s tried to reach you at all?” Sarah asked and Evan looked down trying to remember if he’d seen anything with her name, but not recalling anything.

“I mean if she did, she was pretty limited in ways to do it.” He realized that must be why he never knew. You quite literally would’ve had no ways to get ahold of him. And that made his heart ache a bit, for you. You’ve been doing this alone. You were probably so angry at him, hence the video and what must be your friends words. They were like an echo in his ear. He made it impossible for anyone who didn’t know him personally to be able to reach him and that made it impossible for you too, and this was important.

Sarah could see the realization in his expression and she knew it was hurting him. But he didn’t know it would happen, he had to protect his mental health and his privacy. He was doing what any celebrity would do by making it hard to reach them. It was the hardest part of the job. The fame and fortune was great, sure, but the amount of people who would go so far to try to get to celebrities was rough. Evan did what he needed.

“It’s okay, Evan. You didn’t know. That’s all there is to it.” Sarah took a deep breath and nodded, “but now you have to face it okay? I’d say probably in person.” She chuckled lightly, rubbing his arms as he stood with them by his side thinking about her words. She was right. But where did you live? That wasn’t exchanged either.

“I have to find her first.” He nodded and she smiled.

“I can help. Come on.” She held her hand on his back and he allowed her to lead them to the kitchen where Joe was still attempting to make tea like Sarah had asked. She shooed him away while he apologized only to be met with a “thank you for trying” and Sarah finishing it while Joe took a seat next to Evan.

“I did a little searching on her myself when I first read the article this morning. I found her Instagram. It’s y/instagram/name. Here.” She handed Evan her phone and allowed him to look you up, finding your profile and clicking on it.

There you were. He studied the images you had shared, so many baby bump pictures. He clicked and scrolled through reading each caption and scrolling more stopping on a selfie. He sighed and smiled lightly at the picture of you. You were so pretty. He was so mad at himself for not just getting over his busy schedule and getting your number. He could’ve made time for you. Especially had he known he got you pregnant. He didn’t mean to neglect what was partially his responsibility. And god, he hoped you’d forgive him.

“Have you messaged her?” He looked up to Sarah who shook her head no, looking back down and sighing. Would you believe it was him if he messaged you from Sarah’s account? Was that the smart thing to do? Or does he fly to wherever you were and come to you? “I don’t know how to go about this.” He sighed again, dropping her phone in the counter and resting his head in his hands again, something he tended to do when he was stressed.

“Would you like me to message her? I can talk to her, figure out how she prefers to? Girl to girl.” Sarah smiled and shrugged, Evan liking the idea. He slid her phone back to her and she picked it up and went straight to your DM, letting her fingers type out what her mind said was best to say.

‘ Hello, y/n. I’m sure this may come as a surprise to you, but I assure you I’m reaching out as a friend. Evan has no social media, as I’m sure you know by now. He’s allowing me to come to you first. We would like to know how you would feel about coming to you. This sort of news is pretty big and it would be best to talk in person. I hope you would agree. Please call me at this number — when you have a chance. I look forward to talking to you! Sarah ‘

Sarah handed the phone back to Evan to allow him to read it and once he approved, she sent the message your way.

“It’ll be good to remember that her phone is probably going crazy right now too, so give it some time. If she doesn’t respond by this afternoon, we’ll have your management reach her. We’ll get ahold of her one way or another, okay?” Evan sighed at the thought of his manager having to reach her. That always seems to make matters worse, seeming more angry on what is his part and he didn’t want it to turn that way for either of you. He wasn’t angry, he was sad and annoyed at the entire situation for sure, but never angry. He wanted to make this as smooth as possible for everyone. But, of course, he wanted to be in his child’s life, and he hoped you would too.

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Your POV

You could barely keep up with your notifications and your phone ringing like crazy. You were at your wits end, ready to throw your phone in the garbage and take it out. But Shay had come over and helped you through it. It was barely early afternoon and your face was all over social media and it caused your insecurities to grow. It didn’t help that the angry and bitter people were calling you names and pointing out your every flaw. It was overwhelming, to say the least. You couldn’t fight back the tears that finally managed to escape.

“Hey, stop that. Everything will be fine!” Shayla frowned when she saw your state, your head in your hands and the tears dropping from your cheeks. You shook your head not believing a word she was saying.

“This is exactly what I wanted to avoid!” You couldn’t help the glare that you sent her way. You knew she never intended for this to happen but it was her fault and you were angry about it. Shayla quickly looked down at her hands feeling your wrath towards her.

“I know.. I’m really sorry y/n. You know I never wanted to make things go wrong.” She picked at the skin around her nails avoiding your eyes that quickly closed as you took a breath and gathered yourself. Screaming at her would get you nowhere, you knew that much.

“I just don’t know what to do. Like..” you shook your head at your spinning mind, “like nothing feels right, you know? Nothing I say or do will make this right. I should’ve tried harder to reach him. I should’ve never even slept with him.” You chucked your phone with the last sentence, letting your anger get the best of you. You needed to throw something, you needed to be angry. Your phone clashed into your dresser with a loud thud and you groaned at the sound as if it hurt your ears. “I should’ve never slept with him.”

It was silent for a minute while Shayla let you have your moment of anger before walking over cautiously and picking up your phone that was now cracked. She looked at all the notifications, texts and missed calls and scrolled through them. You heard a gasp from her and looked up, seeing her hand over her mouth as she stood wide-eyed at your phone screen.

“God, what now? Another pissed of text? I’ve read them all.” You shook your head and rolled your eyes, letting yourself lay back in your bed as you rubbed your temples waiting for her reply that came quickly.

“Sarah Paulson.” Was all she said. You furrowed your eyebrows and shrugged.

“What about her? Did she post about me?” You scoffed at the thought but didn’t bother looking back to Shayla instead letting your head lay back down on your white comforter.

“No. No not at all!” The excitement in Shay’s voice made you curious, but still remained in your spot. “No y/n here! You have to read this! Seriously. She messaged you!”

“What did she say?” You couldn’t lie, you were worried that it was going to be a nasty message. You weren’t dumb, you knew she and Evan were friends. Why wouldn’t she defend her friend.

“Hereeee! Read it” she shoved the phone to you and stood in front of you at your bedside. You grabbed the phone and groaned, letting your eyes find the beginning and read over each word carefully, and it was honestly a weight that lifted off your chest. You felt like you could breathe again.

“Oh, thank you God” you closed your eyes in relief, hugging your cracked phone to your chest and letting your breathing even itself out. She wants to talk, she wants to meet up. “Wait,” you shot up and looked at Shayla, “what if she just being nice? What if she is helping Evan find a way to take my baby? They can’t do that right?”

“I… I don’t know. Look just, you just have to do it okay? I don’t know Evan but I would hope he’s not that kind of guy. You have to walk in there believing that. But you have to take her up on the help. I think it’s the only.” She nodded, rubbing your arm reassuringly. Your heart was pounding so hard and so fast, terrified at the thoughts that returned. You also hoped Evan wasn’t like that but how could you be sure? You had to be guarded, but you knew Shayla was right. With one last glance at Shayla, you pressed the number she sent in the message and your phone began ringing and you waited nervously for the woman to pick up.

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[the-yellow-birdy]

𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

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I come at this hour, only for you* (part ll)

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Sarah Paulson (characters)

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GxG Smut "Can't Sleep"

YALL IM FEELING OVERLY CONFIDENT IN MY SEXUALITY RN AND ITS 1 AM I HAVE SCHOOL TMR BUT I HAD THIS SCENARIO PICTURE WHOEVER TF YOU WANT, I managed to imagine both Sarah Paulson and Lady Gaga during different moments. (Don't ask.)

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CW: WLW cs im gay, cursing cs im popeye the sailor, overly detailed because im hyper, scissoring and tribbing, dirty talk, titty worship cs its women, no men, purely porn with no plot, MAKING LOVE, ITS SEX!

Rolling around against the soft sheets that wrapped around my half nude body as I practically whimpered at the things my girlfriend did to me in my dream, only to be woken up by my actual girlfriend. "Baby, are you okay? You're all sweaty and whiney..." I looked at her squinting to read her expression in the dark room, before leaning over to cut the light on. "What?" She laughed softy before pulling me into her chest, I felt the side of my sweaty face being pressed against her pillowy boobs, I felt like I was in heaven. "What were you dreaming about pretty girl?" I looked up at her and smiled bashfully before pushing her down onto the bed and sitting on top of her each of my thighs on the side of her waist. "Just how good it feels when you eat me out." She looked up at me and smiled before bringing her hands to my thighs and then my waist. "Oh yeah?" I leaned down close to her lips barely letting them touch before mumbling a soft "Yeah." into her lips as I kissed her. I slid my hips down so my pussy was in line with hers. I slid my hand down in between us and slipped it into her panties, tracing figure eights along her clit feeling as her body stutters against mine. "You like that?" I pull back from this kiss still moving my fingers before using my free hand to push her hair out of her face. "Alot." I smiled once more now removing my finger and pulling down her panties and mine. "As much as I'd love to recreate my dream I can't. Cause damn, I really fucking need you." I pushed her legs up to fold her knees in reach with her still covered breast whilst I undid my bra and then laid myself at the perfect angle to where her clit was lined perfectly with mine. I gave a gentle testing grind to make sure that whilst stimulating myself I could stimulate her, her somewhat loud moan being everything I need to tell me that I was doing right. But before I could start, I had to remove her bra, I reveled in the sight of her boobs, bare or not. I placed a hand on her boob before grinding with a bit more force now, the pleasure striking from my core all the way down to the tip of my toes. I sped up the little pushes feeling her body quiver in pleasure undermine while her moans grew in volume and intensity. "Shh baby, we wouldn't want the neighbors to hear now, would we? Let 'em hear how good I fuck you in the middle of the night?" She shook her head no, and I leaned down to kiss her, swallowing every moan she sent my way and pushing my hips against hers even harsher before moving my finger to massage her scalp through her tangled hair that flung around her head and clung to her sweaty face. I pulled back feeling myself getting close knowing she finishes before me she must be holding it, I pushed with more force feeling my arousal pool out and mix with her that had also started pouring out of her hole. "You're so needy for me princess." Her moans got louder, I could feel her body shake as she reached her highly anticipated orgasm following in her footsteps, I reached mine, moaning her name out in pure ecstasy. "I have a feeling we're going to sleep well tonight.

#american horror story #sarah paulson #lady gaga #wlw #jessica lange #ahs smut #kpop smut #blackpink #jenna ortega #wednesday #eleven #sapphic #leasbians #options #scissor sisters #wlw ns/fw #boobilicious #1 am ramblings #genshin impact scenarios #cod x reader #lana winters #ally mayfair x reader #the countess #the countess smut

[lanawinterscigarettes]

American Horror Story masterlist

Key:

Fluff: ♡ Angst: ♤ Smut: ♧ Headcanons: ◇ May contain triggering content: ☆

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Tate Langdon

Evans characters with a clingy reader ♡◇

Tate Langdon dating someone who's transmasc ◇

Nail Polish and Nirvana ♡

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Violet Harmon

Soft dom Violet Harmon ♧◇

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Billie Dean Howard

Sarah Paulson characters dating someone who's very affectionate ♡◇

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Moira O'Hara

Duster Fuck ♧

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Kit Walker

Kit Walker dating someone who's transmasc ◇

Evans characters with a clingy reader ♡◇

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Lana Winters

Sarah Paulson characters dating someone who's very affectionate ♡◇

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Cordelia Goode

Trans fem Cordelia Goode ◇

That a Girl ♧

Caught In the Act ♧

Sarah Paulson characters dating someone who's very affectionate ♡◇

Dirty A-Z headcanon game: B, D, L, P, Q, R, S, W, Y ♧◇

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Kyle Spencer

Evans characters with a clingy reader ♡◇

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Madison Montgomery

Picnic Baskets and Confessions of Love ♤♡

Dance With Me ♡

Madison Montgomery Fluff Alphabet ♡◇

Punishment and Bargaining ♧

Madison Montgomery nsfw alphabet ♧◇

Moral Of The Story ♤♡

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Jimmy Darling

Evans characters with a clingy reader ♡◇

You're Not A Freak, Doll ♤♡

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Bette and Dot Tattler

Baking With Bette and Dot ◇

Good Girls ♧

Sarah Paulson characters dating someone who's very affectionate ♡◇

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Dandy Mott

Sub Dandy Mott ♧◇

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Maggie Esmeralda

Run Away With Me ♤♡

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James Patrick March

Evans characters with a clingy reader ♡◇

James Patrick March x reader with anger issues ◇

James Patrick March being nervous around the reader ◇

James Patrick March x deaf reader ◇

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Sally Mckenna

You Can't Leave Me ♤☆

Hypodermic Sally x reader who tries to leave her ♤◇☆

Sex With A Ghost ♧

Sally Mckenna x reader who's a songwriter ◇

Sarah Paulson characters dating someone who's very affectionate ♡◇

Dirty A-Z headcanon game: C, R ♧◇

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Liz Taylor

Liz Taylor and Tristan Duffy x reader who's a writer ◇

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Tristan Duffy

Liz Taylor and Tristan Duffy x reader who's a writer ◇

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Shelby Miller

Hot Tea and Rainstorms ♡

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Audrey Tindall

Sarah Paulson characters dating someone who's very affectionate ♡◇

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Rory Monahan

Evans characters with a clingy reader ♡◇

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Kai Anderson

Evans characters with a clingy reader ♡◇

Whores Get Nothing ♧

Kidnapping Confessions ♤♧

Cuddling With Pre Cult Kai ◇

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Ally Mayfair-Richards

The Clown In The Kitchen ♤♡

Sarah Paulson characters dating someone who's very affectionate ♡◇

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Winter Anderson

Winter Anderson fluff alphabet ♡◇

Winter Anderson nsfw alphabet ♧◇

Nighttime Terrors ♤♡

Dom Winter Anderson ♧◇

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Michael Langdon

Michael Langdon eras x reader with daddy issues ◇

Mornings With Michael ♡

Michael Langdon in a maid outfit ◇

Alphabet Boy ♤♡

Sucking on Michael Langdon's fingers ♧◇

Spanking Michael Langdon ♧◇

Happy Halloween ♧

Enemies With Benefits ♧

Murder House Michael Langdon being soft ♡◇

Calming Techniques ♤☆

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Wilhemina Venable

Dom Wilhemina ♧◇

Sarah Paulson characters dating someone who's very affectionate ♡◇

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Jeff Pfister

Having an online relationship with Jeff Pfister ◇

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Brooke Thompson

Late Night Anxieties ♤♡

Date Officially Canceled (Brooke x Donna) ♧

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Montana Duke

Montana Duke when she gets jealous ◇

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Xavier Plympton

Sub Xavier Plympton ♧◇

Xavier Plympton being needy ♧◇

Big Trauma Can Come In Small Packages ♤♡

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Donna Chambers

Roller Rink Romance ♡

Date Officially Canceled (Brooke x Donna) ♧

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Margaret Booth

Sugar mommy Margaret Booth ♧◇

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Harry Gardner

Protein Shakes ♤♡

Poly! Harry Gardner x reader x Doris Gardner general relationship headcanons ◇

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Doris Gardner

Poly! Harry Gardner x reader x Doris Gardner general relationship headcanons ◇

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Austin Sommers

The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow ♤♡

Austin Sommers nsfw alphabet ♧◇

Crimson Sheets ♧

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Tuberculosis Karen

I Promise ♤☆

Sarah Paulson characters dating someone who's very affectionate ♡◇

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Dr. Calico

Blue Moon Tears ♤♡

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[awritersometime]

Villains are the plot, babe

Sally Mckenna x Fem reader

Just you coming back home from uni and having your girlfriend taking care of you.

I hop off the bus, that stops me right in front of the Cortez, and I crack a smile, when I notice Sally waving at me from the window of her room. I rush inside and I quickly greet Iris and Liz in the process. I almost trip in my steps, but I manage to keep my balance, “I thought we were clear about no more murder suicide in here!”, Iris’s voice comes loud and clear, so I sigh and slow down a little. She tells something to Liz, but I can't decipher what it is about, as I take advantage of her distraction to walk briskly up the stairs towards the room 69.

I easily push the door open, and my eyes light up when I see Sally standing there, "Hi", I say, a tiny bit out of breath. I blow a lock of hair that has just fallen on my face and the blonde grins in amusement, “Always in a hurry, aren’t you?”, she puts out the cigarette, throwing it away. With a flick of her finger, she prompts me to come closer to her. I drop the backpack at the entrance, and I spring into her arms. She catches me like she always does. I wrap my arms around her neck, and she holds me by my waist, "I missed you, kitten", she mumbles softly, when she pulls away to take a proper look at me.

I lift my chin and I look into her eyes with nothing but love and affection, "I missed you too", I pout, and lift on my tiptoes to squeeze her one more time. She chuckles; her hair gets in the way as we hug, but I love it, “So clingy today”, she teases, nuzzling her face in the crook of my neck, "I always am”, I point out, “I simply got good at hiding it”, she gives me a nod of her head, smiling wide, “I see”, her tone is amused and pleased at the same time.

“What have you been doing?", I wonder, and she rolls her shoulders, "I played the guitar, had a couple of drinks…", she trails and I scoff, "drinks?”, I repeat, rising an eyebrow. She groans and gives me a look as to say -- don’t start that, but I can’t help it, “It’s not ideal to have drinks at 10 am", I mumble and as I do so, she has the audacity to mimic my rambling with her hand, “So mature really”, I roll my eyes at her ways, "In Europe it was much later than that!", she is so sure to have a point, I crack a smile, “Too bad we aren’t in Europe”, I poke her chest and she narrows her eyes at me.  

"Don't act like that", she warns, and I bite my bottom lip, in the attempt to keep a straight expression on my face. She is harmless, I know that for a fact, "Like a mature person you mean?", I cross my arms, proud to be able to stand up to her. A grin plays out on her face. She presses her body firmly against mine and we click so nicely like puzzle pieces. She cups my chin, guiding my gaze into hers. Her lips brush softly against mine, and I allow her to take me in our sweet bubble as she kisses me tenderly. Her hand slides to my hip, her fingers taking a firmer hold on it, and a moan comes out of me, “You’re just a little kitten that plays the feral one”, she mumbles in my mouth, “unsuccessfully…”, she fake pouts and I gasp. When she mocks me like that, I feel both aroused and annoyed at the same time.

“Rude”, I mutter and she laughs lightly. I pretend to be offended; however, my stupid subtle smile betrays me too quickly, "I've missed you all morning, so now--", her hand travels on my lower back and I shudder slightly at the touch, "behave yourself like the good kitten you really are", she mumbles teasingly. I feel her fingertips slide in the back pockets of my pants and give a squeeze. I lick my lips and she bites her bottom lip as I do that. Her eyes darken a bit, and she bows her head and I tilt mine to the side to kiss again.

As she keeps squeezing my butt, I moan in her mouth. I cup her cheeks, gently stroking her skin at the same time. She taps the tip of her tongue on my front teeth, and I melt at how sweet her requests to come in is. With a smile on my face, my mouth parts agape. Her hands come up to my hips once again, and she fiddles with my sensitive skin. I squirm a bit, but I don’t dare to pull away, "Look at you, being so obedient and tender” she coos, before capturing my tongue in her mouth, sucking on it.

This woman is going to be the death of me.

I giggle softly partly because of what she’s just said and partly because she is touching me in sensitive spots, “You speak as if I was a pray”, I say playfully and when she doesn’t deny that, I shake my head, “Not just a pray…”, she trails. Her eyes twinkle as she speaks and plots. She swipes her tongue over her teeth, getting a taste of me in her mouth, “my pray”, before I can say anything she bends down a little so she can grab me by my butt and lift me up. I squeal and squirm, although I know she wouldn’t let me fall, “Jesus Christ!”, she chuckles at my cussing while she intentionally makes a turn onto herself, holding me like a potatoes’ sack, “Please, please, AH!”, I keep giggling, partially in panic considering I’m upside down facing her butt and my head is spinning.

“Please, what?”, she wonders, faking innocence in her tone. I groan and I cling to her clothes, “Put me down!”, I beg her. She spiders her fingers over my butt just to tease me a bit further, also pretending to lose her grip on me, “Mhmm, I don’t know…”, she trails, “blood is rushing on my brain as you think”, I retort and she sighs amusedly, “So dramatic”, she walks towards the mattress and then drops me there. I have hair all over my face and as I move it away, I take a glimpse of her mischivious smile.

“You’re… a villain”, I retort while she crawls on top of me unbothered, “If I’m the villain, you’re the good one?”, she wonders and pushes me down as I try to sit up. With her hand pressed on my chest, my heartbeat speeds up. She softly lies on top of me and her leg slides in between mines. I feel trapped and vulnerable, but oh boy, if I like it. “Perhaps”, I mumble, she hums and licks my lips, “But you love the villain, don’t you?”, her voice sounds like velvet to my ears. I nod, unable to give her a verbal response. She grabs both my wrists to move them over my head, “Use your words, kitten”, she starts a trail of soft kisses from my chin to my neck, occasionally sucking and nibbling on the skin, “Mhm”, I try to move my arms, because I want to hold her as she does so, but she doesn’t let go of me.

“I do”, I say tentatively. She looks up at me questioningly, “Be more specific, precious”, she teases and racks her fingernails along my underarms. I hold my breath and my mouth falls agape, when her knee pushes a bit in my center, “I l-love you, Sally”, I whimper, “That’s what I thought”, she mumbles, kissing me hungrily on the stomach, “Say it again”, she urges, kissing her way up my body until she reaches my face and my lips. Despite having let go of my hands, I feel paralyzed on the spot, as she touches me with both tenderness and firmness, “I l-love you”, I indulge and she seems to be aroused by those words, when she lifts her watery gaze on me.

She leans her forehead against mine, as she smiles. A soft, tender smile after kissing my lips and the tip of my nose, “I love you more, little one”, she slides her hand in between my legs and I whimper once again, “How about we take this off, babe?”, I nod so quickly, that she chuckles. Her fingers proceed on unbuttoning my jeans, and as second thing she pulls down the zipper. The fact that I’m wearing loose pants allows her to slide her hand where it’s needed the most without much effort. Goosebumps erupt all over my body, when her fingers graze the outer of my already soaked labia.

“My, my, is this all for me, kitten?”, she teases, gently stroking up and down. My breathing gets heavier when one finger brushes against my clit. It only takes a split second for me to see the stars, “You’re so beautiful”, she says in the sweetest tone possible. I blush and lick my lips. She sees that and kisses me again, without stopping the sweet torture on my clit. I can’t help but moan into her mouth, “Sally…”, I can barely speak, although I find some strength to take a hold onto her clothes, “You’re so nicely wet”, she hums almost to her own pleasure.

“P-please…”, I cry out, and she gently hushes me, “I- I’m c-close”, she kisses my face lovingly as she thrusts a finger inside of me, soon followed by another. Her thumb keeps circling my clit, “Eyes on me”, she instructs firmly, noticing my eyes shutting close. I try to follow her orders, but keeping my eyes narrowed is all I can do. My moans get louder, and she kisses me to swallow every one of them, “Such a good kitten you are”, she adds another finger, and curls it right after. I squeak her name in pure bliss, “Oh, fuck, yes!”, she smiles amusedly, “I want to taste you properly”, she later adds, and I swallow at her words, “Can I?”, she is so sexy when she asks me for permission. I nod eagerly and she doesn’t waste a single moment before pulling down my pants, letting it slide on the floor. When she notices I basically already came, she bites her bottom lip, “Mommy is so hungry, you have no idea”, she says calmly, and I groan, feeling it building up once again just by the way she speaks to me, “You’re such a villain...”, I sway my hips towards her, and she laughs at my pathetic attempt, “You may be right”, she says in a sing song voice, “but remember, villains are the plot babe”, she disappears between my legs and I feel her pulling at the fabric of my panties.

I hold my breath when she licks my slit from down up with crazy slowness. It feels like a stroke of a feather, I shiver, “Fuck, Sally…”, she repeats the gesture, flipping her tongue up and down flatly on my wetness. She hums in delight and tells me how delicious I am. I let out a chocked sob when she gives firmer licks on the tip of my clit, while her fingers parts me open.

I see black when she starts doing that, “I’m gonna—“, I can’t finish, because next thing I feel is her blowing hot air against my clit. I twitch when she later captures my clit in her mouth, sucking on it slowly but steadily, “M-mommy, p-plee—aseee, AH!”, she grins against my pussy as she alternates kitten licks to gentle nibbles. When she unexpectedly captures my clit between her teeth, I let out a shriek of pure bliss.

“Come for me”, she voices inside of me. The vibrations take me to heaven. I scream her name when she unexpectedly thrusts a finger inside of me, at the same time flicking her tongue on my slit, right and left, up and down, “Oh, bloody hell!”, I scream once reached the climax. My muscles finally relax and I’m left all sweaty and vulnerable. Sally cleans me up with a couple of extra licks. My entire body trembles, and I cover the blush on my face with my palm, “You’re a goddess”, I breathe. She wipes her mouth and looks up at me funnily, taking my hand away to see me, “I thought you said villain”, she points out laying down next to me. She racks her fingertips through the damp hair on my forehead, and I shrug innocently, “I changed my mind”

Sally can’t help but chuckle and scoops me closer to her, tenderly brushing the tip of her nose against my own, “The softest goddess I’ve ever met”, Sally’s eyes open wide at that. She is surprised by my confession, “I am NOT soft”, she grumbles, however, her eyes are smiling. I hum quietly, feeling my eyes getting heavier, “Mhm, yes you are”, I voice, nuzzling in her neck. She lightly shakes her head, watching me fall asleep with adoring eyes, “Only for you”, she whispers, holding me closer.    

#american horror story #sarah paulson x reader #sally mckenna #sally mckenna x reader #smut #clingy duo #hotel #hotel cortez #sarah paulson

[abeillefaeabeille]

What a Brat Deserves.

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TW: Face-slapping, face-sitting 🫠, biting, lots of hair pulls, dubcon but lowkey cnc, anal, double-ended dildo, major spankies, overstimulation asf, squirting, picture of the aftermath, d/s, aftercare 🥺 OKAY I THINK THATS IT

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AN: With @cthulhus-curse 's encouragement, I've decided to post for the first time! I've only ever shared a few of my stories with very few people on account of being very shy about it! Please be kind, but if you have any suggestions or requests let me know!

MINORS DNI PLEASE!! 18+!!! It makes me extremely uncomfortable at the thought of a minor interacting, please don't!!

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She's been making today hell for Elizabeth. It started when Sal had dropped one of Countess's favorite liquor glasses in protest, not wanting to get dressed for the day. Fast forward to now, they're sitting at the bar and Sally took her cigarette and plopped it right into the drink that the man next to her had. She loves doing rude things to any man, as no one can touch her with her mommy around and well, men suck.

But the Countess still needs her little one to behave. She hates when people don't listen to her orders, especially when Sally doesn't.

“Mommy, it's fun! The man was looking at me funny anyways!” The frizzy blonde looked over at her mommy, her face expressing obvious protest. Elizabeth glared at Sally in response before downing the rest of her drink and grabbing the girl's hand, yanking her from the bar stool and to the elevator.

Sally only squeaked and did her best to keep up, knowing she's really pissed off the woman now. She tries not to whine as she gets thrown into the elevator, and quickly stands in the corner as Countess presses the button for the top floor.

Sally thinks that she won't even acknowledge her, but she thought very wrong. Elizabeth turns and slowly walks to Sally, keeping her pinned into the corner and getting close enough so Sally can feel the woman's warm chest against her cold skin. Although she's warm her eyes are glaring coldly into Sally’s as a gloved hand quickly snatches the girl's chin and squeezes her cheeks. Before Sal could whine Elizabeth opened her mouth. “How many times did I tell you to behave today, hm?”

Sally looks up at her mommy, eyes wide and glossy. She's starting to realize that she might just get punished for her actions.

“I-I'm sorry, mommy.. I just wanted to have fun..” She mumbles and tries not to whine but she can't help the pout pointed at Elizabeth, fighting the voice in her head that wants to act up even more. The Countess hums and looks down at Sally’s lips, leaning down after releasing the girl's face and she smashes her lips into them. Sally moans and eagerly reciprocates, trying not to smirk as she thinks she's gotten away with what she's done. She wraps her arms around the woman’s neck and lets the dom slide her warm tongue into Sally's mouth.

Sally can't help but shudder out a moan when Countess practically tongue fucks her mouth, and she also can't help the mess that her mommy created. She is always to blame for Sally's mess of a cunt.

Elizabeth gets them up to the room and immediately throws Sally onto the humongous bed, looking at her like a lion does a lamb. The lamb has a plan, but acts innocent, just like her mommy expects.

As Countess walks to the bed, throwing her coat off and slipping out of her dress in the process, Sally knits her brows. “Mommy.. I'm hungry..” She whimpers softly, looking at the woman's now nearly naked body, her own barely covered with just her coat and black lingerie set. Mommy doesn't like when her girl wears layers of clothing, and she likes to show off her plaything as well, knowing that no one could even think about trying to touch what's hers. The consequences would be worse than death.

Elizabeth is now only wearing her black thong and matching heart-shaped pasties, her tits jumping a bit as she crawls onto the bed. She raises her nose into the air a bit, looking down at Sally as she straddles her stomach. Her hips roll sensually against the soft skin, her cunt dragging against it and already smearing wetness onto Sally's skin. She slides her still gloved hand, the index nail sharper than a chef's knife, up to Sally's neck.

“Hungry, hm? What are you hungry for, my little one?” She practically coos out, her voice rich and smooth. Sally's eyes flutter and she groans, arching her back so her stomach presses further into Countess. “Mm, Mommy's cunt. Please mommy.” How can Countess not get completely soaked because of how cute her girl is? She tries to push Sally further to beg, wanting to tease the both of them a little more. “You think you deserve to taste me? Prove it baby.”

Sally whines at that order, but squirms and bats her eyes. “Pretty please mommy! I wanna make you feel good! Please!” she pleads and bites her lips, wiggling more to create friction against Countie’s clit. The blonde above her groans at the feeling and lifts her hips, slowly inching up to Sally's face.

Sally eagerly props herself up with a pillow, and watches as Elizabeth slides her own hand down her chest and stomach, and then uses the sharp nail on her glove to pull her thong to the side, revealing her flushed cunt. She shudders at her own touch, looking down at Sally with dark eyes and her lip between her teeth.

There's a moment of silence, just so Countie can watch the pup below her drool at the sight of her treat. “Alright enough staring, eat.” She looks at Sally as if she's threatened her, and quickly grabs Sal’s hair and roughly yanks her head into her mommy's pussy.

Sally pokes her tongue out to separate the woman's puffy lips, moaning loudly at the first taste, and then she loses all self control and just starts devouring her. Elizabeth shudders immediately and then groans as Sally goes to town, her grip only getting tighter. Sally's long tongue slides so the tip circles Countess's entrance before it trails the arousal to her swollen clit. “Fuck, keep going baby, just like that pretty slut.”

Sally's eyes flicker up to her mommy's face, and she watches the paleness of Elizabeth’s skin start to shimmer with sweat and grow flushed. Perfect. Just as she gets Countess worked up and practically humping Sally's face, she sucks Countie’s clit into her mouth and nips at it roughly.

“Ow fuck!!” The Countess yelps and pulls her cunt away from Sally's face, growling as she looks down with daggers in her eyes.

She plops down on Sally's chest, and immediately slaps the girl's cheek before grabbing her face. Sally slightly whimpers and stares, her eyes as wide as the fucking moon. “You fucking brat, ohh you're in trouble now.” She hisses and without missing a beat, spits roughly onto Sally's lips. The girl under her looks like she just shit her pants, not expecting Countess to be this aggressive, but her panties are now completely drenched.

Sally only whimpers as her mommy flips her over fast and yanks her panties down, tearing them in the process but she could give more of a shit. She immediately starts slapping her ass, and she doesn't stop after a few, oh no, she keeps going and she will until her hand feels like it's going to fall off.

Sally cries out and whines, pleading for mercy but Countess simply ignores her. “What- did- I- fucking- say?!” she grunts out in between spanks, her face in a snarl. Sally knows the safe word, and she knows she did this to herself, so she doesn't back down. Finally, after Sally's ass is so red it looks almost purple, Countess backs down.

They're both panting hard and Sally's sobbing, her body trembling and her legs clenched shut. “M’so sorry mommy, puh-please!” She croaks out, her butt throbbing in pain.

Elizabeth hears the cries and sighs softly, slowly laying her front down onto Sally's back. She presses herself all of the way onto Sally, almost acting like a weighted blanket. She twists her head to face Sally's, not fighting the smile on her face at the messy tears all over the pillow and her cheeks.

Sally looks into Countess's eyes and sniffles, smiling a bit herself. Feeling her mommy's warmth helps calm her down a bit, she knows that she pushed it too far. “Loves you momma..” She mumbles, knitting her brows a bit as she sighs softly.

“Oh kitty, I love you too.. But we're not done.” The Countess's whisper seemed so sweet, but Sally knew how deep she dug herself in. She half expected but also hoped that Countie would be finished punishing her, but then again, she never knew what to expect, and sometimes it was fun. She knew she was always safe with her mommy, and that if she didn't want to be punished she could communicate that.

Sally whimpers into the pillow and hides her face, her tears rubbing into the silk pillowcase. “Mh, I know mommy..” She mumbles, not lifting her head. This upsets the Countess. With a quick grip and pull of Sally's hair, Elizabeth hisses out into Sally's ear. “Look at me when you fucking talk.”

Sally loves how her mommy can switch up so fast, being so kind and caring one second, and then completely the opposite the next. It was definitely on the laundry list of favorite things about Countie.

“M’sorry, I said I know..” Sally tries not to wince as Elizabeth yanks her hair a little harder, not wanting to be a crybaby again. When mommy is mad like this, she hates seeing any crybaby behavior. “You better be sorry, little fucking bitch.” She releases Sally from her death grip and lets the girl's head fall into the pillow again before climbing off the bed and suddenly walking towards the closet.

Sally lifts her head and rolls onto her back, her chest heaving as she wonders what might happen. She shouldn't question her mommy, especially when she's about to be brutally punished, but she can't help it. “What are you doing mommy?” She asks almost innocently, her legs spread out to make it very obvious that her cunt is drooling, and her nipples are rock hard and very flushed, a darker pink now instead of the usual rosy pink they are.

Elizabeth comes back with toys, specifically a double-ended dildo and a small bullet vibrator, both blood red. The dildo is only about 5 inches on one side, but about 7 or 8 on the other, and she only uses it for.. uh oh. Sally realizes what's about to happen, and starts squirming and sitting up, closing her legs. “Wait mommy, no please, I don't wanna get stretched out!” She whines, and the Countess merely raises a brow.

“Hm… First, you decide to be a nosy kitten and ask mommy when you know you should shut up.” She starts climbing onto the bed, grabbing the cherry lube from the nightstand. “Then you move without mommy's permission. Now you're telling mommy no? Mommy's going to do whatever the fuck she wants to you, and you're going to fucking love it, you always do.”

She sets the toys down and quickly grabs Sally, throwing her back onto her stomach and delivering the billionth slap to her bruised ass. Sally cries out but can't help it as her cunt clenches at the sting. The Countess pulls Sally's hips so her ass is in the air, licking her lips at the sight. “Mm, my cute kitty is always so pretty for mommy, god look at this ass.” She breathes out her words as she kneads Sally's swollen and always plump cheeks, relishing in the girls small hisses and whimpers.

Elizabeth picks up the dildo, biting her lip as she pulls off her thong completely and starts to drag one of the tips through her folds. She can't help but moan, her clit is nice and swollen and makes it all more pleasurable for her. Sally's fighting the strong urge to look behind her, and she bites the pillow in frustration, whining quietly. She can hear her mommy's wetness, and that makes her holes visibly clench with need.

“Hmm.. oh fuck.” The Countess moans loudly as she slides the dildo into her throbbing cunt, rubbing her clit with her middle finger. Her mouth is gaping as she slowly slides the 7 inches into her, wiggling the other side a bit to get it all snug. “Mmm, mommy can't wait to fuck your little asshole. Looks so fucking pretty.” She mutters and bites her lip hard, wanting to fuck herself with the dildo, but doing it when she's got Sally all nice and full will be so much better.

Sally can't stop the mewls and whines slipping past her lips, hearing her mommy's moans sent her into a headspace where she couldn't control her noises and movements. Thankfully Countie realized this and didn't stop her, and she loved seeing her princess all squirmy too.

Squirting a generous amount in her hand, she smirks as she gets an idea, and crawls over to kneel in front of Sally's head on the bed. “Look up kitty.” She orders, and bites her lip as she starts to smear the lube onto the part of the dildo sticking out of her. She groans as she starts pumping her hand, feeling it move in her own pussy. Sally looks up in amazement, gawking at her mommy jerking herself off.

Countie looks down into Sally's eyes, slowly reaching for the pet's hair, continuing to pump her hand around the dildo. “Taste mommy's cock before I fuck you with it.”

“Mhm” is what Sally mumbles in response, eagerly taking her mommy's lead and slipping the tip of the red cock past her lips. Her eyes flutter at the strong taste of cherry on her tongue, and she moans as the scent of the lube is mixed with the scent of Elizabeth’s arousal. She gets hungrier at that smell and takes it deeper, her cheeks hollowing out as she sucks the cock. The Countess moans loudly, her hand lost in Sally's wild hair. “That's right baby, suck it like a yummy popsicle. Isn't it so tasty? You love how mommy tastes, yeah?”

Sally eagerly nods and starts bobbing her head as she continues to take the cock, her gag reflex nonexistent as the Countess has trained her perfectly. Elizabeth doesn't stop praising and guiding the girl, the movements are making her cunt feel so so good.

Eventually she yanks Sally's head off of her cock, looking down at her and quickly spitting into her mouth before she can close it. Sally moans and her eyes practically cross, her arousal making her brain so fuzzy. “You're the best little plaything when you behave. Why can't you always be this obedient, hm? Little whore.” She rubs her thumb against Sally's drooling lips and sucks it after pulling away, humming at the scrumptious taste.

Soon they get back into position, Sally's head pushed back into the pillow, and her ass high in the air with the Countess behind her. Countie grabs the lube again and squirts the bottle, drizzling it all over Sally's ass as if it was chocolate syrup on a sundae. It was equivalent if not better than ice cream.

“Alright baby, mommy's gonna start putting it in okay? Remember you're safe, remember our safeword and our safe gesture? Show me kitten.” Countie gently pulls Sally up a bit, cooing at how glossy the girl's eyes are, and the little pout she gets when she's all subby is the most adorable, on top of her now messy mouth. Sally lifts her hand and crosses her fingers, and then she mumbles, “Cinnamon, mommy” She looks over at Countess, looking up at her with a sweet smile.

“Oh my beautiful darling, good job. Now, let's continue.” Done with her softness, she throws Sally's head back down and snatches the lube up.

She tosses the bottle to the side and starts rubbing it into the kitty’s skin, biting her lip as her thumb brushes over her pink asshole. “Feels s’good momma!” Sally whines, loving the massage on her bruised ass.

She practically trembles as Countie starts to circle her puckered hole, the sensation so ticklish in the most pleasant way. It winks slightly as her cunt clenches, arousal drooling out as it does. “Hm, such a good girl winking at mommy. I'm gonna start stretching you baby, want you to be as quiet as possible, or I won't be as gentle as you want me to be.” She whispers, her voice smooth and soft, but Sally knows how serious she is.

She nods quietly and holds her breath when Countie pushes her thumb in, trying to relax herself but the woman behind her doesn't really care if she is or not. After all, this is meant to be a punishment. Sally bites the pillow hard, trying not to wince but she wiggles a little, her ass lightly bouncing at the movement. The Countess only chuckles, biting her lip as she pushes her thumb in and pulls it out a few times before pulling it out and reaching for the dildo between her legs.

She starts with slapping the little hole with the tip, groaning as the lube makes the most delicious noises. She scoots closer and leans over Sally, grabbing her hair roughly as she starts pushing it in. Sally's mouth opens wide and she silently moans, panting hard into the pillow. It hurts for a few seconds, but the more Countess pushes in, the hungrier her asshole gets for the toy.

“Fuck, I can feel you trying to suck me in, shit you're such a greedy girl.” The Countess moans each time Sally clenches as it tugs at the toy a bit and brushes over her g-spot.

Countie decides to pull out and get the rest of the 5 inches into Sally, whining softly to herself as she feels so empty. She hums and leans down to place wet kisses all over Sallys ass, biting it roughly as she pushes the cock in the rest of the way, and that's when Sally can't stop a yelp.

“Did I just hear something from the slut? Hm, if you wanna make noises, I suppose I should allow it. Let me make you scream.” The Countess practically growls as she hovers over the tip and quickly sits on it, moaning loudly as it quickly fills her cunt. She's now on top of Sally's ass, and starts to roll her hips in the sexiest way, her clit rubbing against the ass under her.

She can't hold back any longer. She starts to bounce herself up and down on the dildo, the noises and the feeling of it getting pushed against that sweet spot in Sally's ass making the girl moan very loudly. She huffs out repetitive noises, moans, whines and grunts. Countie grips her hair tighter and slams her hips harder, her face twisted in anger and pleasure all in one. “Hmph fuck- fucking brat, taking my dick like a whore. God I wish you could see how fucking slutty you are for me.”

Countie remembers the other half of the punishment, and reaches for the little bullet vibrator, doing it discreetly so Sally doesn't realize. She bites her lip and reaches under Sally, quickly turning it on high and shoving it against the blonde's clit. “OHHH- FUCK!” Sally yelps and screams put consistent moans, her ass and legs trembling hard at the immediate and unexpected pleasure. “W-Wait, I can't! Mo-ommy, s’too much! AHH-HA MOMMY!” She wails and squirms around, trying to get away from it all but there's no way to get out of the Countess's grasp, and she knows it.

“Oh, is it baby? Mommy's so sorry! Actually no, I'm not sorry. You wanted mommy's attention so bad, you wanted to be a fucking brat, well this is exactly what brats get. Take it bitch.” She growls, bouncing faster and throwing her head back as she moves the vibrator through Sally's slit and then slaps it against the girl's very puffy clit.

Sally continues to squirm and it only gets Countess closer to her orgasm, one that she knows will be memorable. She's letting Sally hump the vibrator and get close too, telling her, “You can cum whenever you want, but I'm not stopping after.”

Sally really tries to hold it, knowing it'll be torture if she doesn't, but when her body takes over and she orgasms, she can't stop it. Her asshole clenches so hard that the dildo can't move at all, but Countie doesn't stop bouncing, moaning loudly as Sally furiously rolls her hips. Her orgasm is done within seconds and she's already crying about the overstimulation, but she secretly loves how forceful her mommy is with her, especially when she's throbbing and bruised like this.

“Fuck- mommy's gonna cum soon, gonna cum allll over baby's ass. So fucking good.” Countie doesn't even let her have a little break, going until she cums herself, grunting out moans and folding over on Sally as she pushes the vibrator harder on Sally's poor clit. “MOMMY!!” Sally screams and chokes on a moan, audibly shuddering as squirt shoots hard out of her cunt in short spurts, making a complete mess all over the sheets.

Countie turns off the vibrator but slaps Sally's clit with it, moaning herself as she starts to slow her hips, riding out her high with her kitten. “Good girl, hmph good kitty.” She purrs out as she feels Sally's trembling body jolting as the last bits of pleasure shoot through her. When the blonde can't hold herself anymore, she simply collapses, sobbing out weakly as her ass is still filled to the brim.

The Countess knows that her baby is done, and as much as she wants to lay down with her right now, she knows that she needs to clean up this mess.

She slowly slides the dildo out of her cunt, hissing at the sensitivity, but she manages. She sighs softly as she sees the mess that is her girl, and can't help but smirk. She grabs her phone and snaps a picture of Sally, completely fucked out and covered with lube and squirt, the dick still sticking out of her ass.

Sally smiles sleepily at the sounds of the camera shutter, loving when her mommy takes pretty pictures of her. She knows that Countie fucks herself watching the videos and pictures, and sometimes she'll even make one of them her lockscreen. Sally always openly talks about how she loves it, it makes her feel so secure, knowing Countie loves and claims her.

“Darling if you can hear me, I'm gonna pull the toy out now, okay?” She hears her mommy rasp out, and tries to nod, but she's just so tired. She feels a soft tug on the dildo before Countie starts to pull it out. Sally jerks a bit and whimpers, not feeling pain, but definitely sensitivity.

When Elizabeth has pulled it out of her completely, Sally is relieved but also feels the sadness of being empty. Countie sets the toy aside and moves towards Sally's side, picking her up carefully. Sally starts to fuss in protest, wanting to sleep so badly after an exhausting scene. She's always fussy after these, wanting to just be curled up into her mommy with the thickest blanket on top of her.

Countie knows this and just gently shushes the girl, bouncing her gently as she walks to the bathroom. She grabs a washcloth and goes to the already filled tub, sliding in and quickly but carefully washing them both.

After getting the mess cleaned, she drags a very weak Sally into the now cleaned bed, thanks to Ms. Evers. The sheets are fresh out of the dryer and Countie quickly gets them under the heavy and warm blanket. She gets comfortable, laying on her back, and then pulling Sally on top of her. She peeled off the pasties while they were in the bath, and she rested Sally's head in the valley of her breasts, helping her move closer to her erect nipple and getting her latched on. She knows how important reassurance is to Sally, so as she rubs the girl's scalp, she starts whispering soft words to the kitten. “I love you so much baby. Even when you're a brat, mommy loves you just the same. You're my everything, you always will be kitten. My sweet sweet darling.”

It doesn't take Sally long to fall asleep, and she does so surrounded in warmth, her momma's heartbeat, and soft loving words. She feels so incredibly lucky, and all of the pain she has experienced is forgotten and will never be felt again.

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(Peter Maximoff x fem!reader)

tags: smut with plot and a bit of fluff in the end.

warnings: subby!Peter, restraints, handjob, fingering, riding, p in v, denied orgasm, praise, mentions of abuse, mentions of alcohol, mentions of fight, swearing.

summary: Peter gets captured by the villains. This fic takes place after x-men apocalypse and before x-men dark phoenix.

character count: 19k.

full fic under the cut ↓

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Memoir. What’s its provenance? What is it?

According to scientists, memories are “formed as a result of connections between neurons in the brain”. The poet Sylvia Plath, instead, “sardonically embraced the most horrific and vulgar fragments from the storehouse of collective memory”. The great philosopher Aristotle believed that “memory is like a writing that remains etched in wax, and whose inscriptions remain more or less durable”.

Although you continually researched and seeked in books for the perfect depiction, you weren’t able to find anything that could comply with your personal belief. You were staunch that memories are, in fact, the mirror of our being. Disgraceful memories, glorious ones…they’re both needed to construct the way we act, the way we think, and the way we are. You had always been involved in memoir personally, because of your quirk. You had the marvelous capacity of intruding into one’s memories. You couldn’t directly change or interact with them, instead, you could see, reproduce, assimilate and mimic them. Phenomenal, isn’t it? You may think it is but, your biggest gift to you was, in fact, your biggest ruin. Your life started its downgrade the exact moment you found out about it. You remembered it all.

You were standing small in front of your mother, who had either fallen asleep or passed out. The bottle of cheap tequila in her hands made both answers valid. You were just a kid but you knew it wasn’t easy. Your father had left when you were just a fetus in your mother’s womb. Since then, she had never been the same. All the bills, the rent, expenses were on her. Her job exhausted her and the little time she had left, she spent drowning her worries in alcohol. She didn’t need any more problems, so you never told her about that awkward energy growing inside of you. That particular day you felt it bigger than ever, the need to find out what it led to even stronger. So you put your tiny fingers on her temples, as the little voice in your head told you to, and you started seeing. All of your mother's life was flashing in front of your eyes quickly. You stopped at one particular memory, you inspected it. Your mother stood pregnant in front of a man that kept yelling at her. You put the pieces of the puzzles together. It was clear, and the new knowledge of the situation triggered something inside of you, inside of your power. You kept replaying and replaying the scene, tears in your eyes, as the man’s words dissolved from the memory and came directly out of your mouth. That woke your mother up, she was holding her head as the same image kept banging in her mind, and as the man’s voice spit those known words harshly from your little mouth. She yelled for you to stop, and you lowkey wish you never did. As soon as you stopped, she grabbed you and threw you inside of-what you playfully called-the dark room, your basement.

“I-I’m sorry…I can’t-you’re him…I-I see him-” Her words came out broken from her mouth, her sobs stopping her mid-sentence as she locked you inside.

That became a habit since then. You grew up in the “dark room”, hardly ever going outside if not to eat and respond to natural calls. Your main activity was watching TV and day-dreaming about the outside world. You knew it was better than what you were living, it had to be. Especially because you found out that you weren’t crazy or evil but that you simply belonged to a different species. They called them mutants.And apparently, there was a school for kids just like you, the interviews of the famous Charles Xavier were the ones you liked watching the most on TV. As the years went by, your urge to run away grew more and more, and so you did. One day in the early 70s, you grabbed all of your things and left, taking advantage of your mom’s blackout. You took different taxis and avoided the questions about your young age, and you were finally standing in front of Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters. Although, it seemed different from what you saw on TV: it looked abandoned, the plate with the name on it rusty and absentmindedly resting on the ground, and the gates closed. You tried peeking inside, before being startled by an unfamiliar voice behind you.

“Don’t waste your time. They can’t help you anymore, but we can.”

This is how you found yourself with a group of mutants who had the exact same hopes you had, before they were broken by the closure of the school. You were guided by The Captain-that is how he wanted to be called-that was trying to create a new safe place for young mutants. And his plan seemed to work, kid mutants were actually starting to come…before Xavier’s school opened again. At this point, your group desperately found itself in front of the school’s gate again. You were dismissed,though, by a blue beast mutant.

“We’re sorry, the school only accepts young kids between 5 and 17-” He told you before turning his back.

“You can try and talk to Charles though, I’m sure he will find some space for y-'' He stopped seeing you had all left.

This is why The Captain’s plan was ever created in the first place. He believed that Charles Xavier was a man only drawn by his personal needs, and that he only used the young mutants to gain popularity and be idolized by the US government.

“This is why we were rejected. Our powers aren’t conventionally pleasing. No human kid would ever desire our powers. So if he believes our gifts can’t be used for good, we won’t use them for good.” He spoke firmly to you all.

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Your flow of memories was interrupted by The Captain.

“We’ve captured one. You will watch him while we take care of the others. Do your thing on him and find out his weakness.” He spoke with a deep voice.

You nodded and began making your way downstairs before he gripped your wrist.

“Don’t disappoint me, Y/N.” You felt his piercing gaze in your eyes.

“I won’t.” You gulped and quickly left the room.

When you opened the door you scanned your surroundings. The room was all white, with petty furniture. No windows, a table, a chair, a small closet, and a bed which had a figure laying down on it. You inched closer and scanned the boy. His eyes closed, he was probably knocked out, a few bruises on his skin, his hands and legs restrained by the strong collars around them… he looked your age, his hair was silver with some goggles resting on them. He had a pleasant face to look at, if the circumstances had been different you could’ve even admitted that he was pretty attractive. He was wearing a black protective suit, probably X-men’s equipment, you guessed. The more you observed him, the more you were confused. You expected them to capture the great Mystique, the glorious Magneto…not a newbie. You sighed and started walking towards the desk, ramaging in your bag for a sleeping pill so that you could do your magic without being interrupted.

Peter slowly opened his eyes, he could feel his body sore from the previous fight. He started to panic as he didn’t recognize his surroundings. He tilted his head forwards, noticing the person standing in front of the desk.

“H-hey…! Ppsttttt…Lady! Yes! You! Lady!” You heard his desperate calls.

You walked towards him and stopped at the side of the bed.

“Hi! So there’s a bunch of bad people who captured me and probably want to beat my ass-” You stopped him mid-sentence.

“I know.” You replied with a monotone voice.

“You-you know?! Don’t tell me you’re one of ‘em- oh shit! You’re one of ‘em! C’mon you have to be kiddin’ me…you’re too pretty to be mean! Hey! C’mon help me!” He rushed, his hands and legs squirming at high speeds against the restraints. You didn’t budge at his compliment, instead, you were focused on his movements.

“A speedster, huh.” You mumbled.

“A speed…A speedster?! Babe I'm not a speedster- I’m the speedster! Quicksilver! Peter Maximoff! The one and only!” He replied cockily, almost as if he was offended by your lack of knowledge. You raised your eyebrow, clearly having no clue of who he was.

“Aah babe you’ve got to be kiddin’ me! I’m Quicksilver! The one who beated Apocalypse’s ass! I did it all myself heh- I’m basically a hero, everyone loves me. Don’t ya watch TV or what?” Even though you had no idea who this guy was and what he did to be part of the X-men, you could sense the exaggeration in his words.

“I prefer books.” You shrugged before turning your back and making your way to the desk again.

“Hey! Hey! Where ya goin’?! Are ya a mutant too? Hey, yer not gonna hurt me aren’t ya?! What’s your power? C’mon tell me…What’s your power? Whaddaya do?!”

You rolled your eyes as his continuous questions started to annoy you.

“Will you shut up and let me do what I need to do?!” You snapped while holding between your thumb and index the sleeping pill. His pupils dilated.

“Whoa-whoa…let’s chill down a bit, yea? No need to use that, babe. Ya just gotta ask and I'll do whatever you want me to do.” He said with a smirk forming on his face. You sighed.

“Close your eyes and stay still.” You began pressing your fingers against his temples.

“...Will it hurt?” He said with a nervous smile, big brown eyes looking up at you.

“It doesn’t have to.”

Just like that you were thrown into Peter’s memories. You saw his child self, his mom, his sister…his first time using his powers…Magneto…many memories about Magneto, weird. You decided to dig a little deeper. You replayed the memory where he found out that…

“Magneto is your father?!” You exclaimed, visibly surprised.

“Hehe, I guess…so that’s your power?” He said with a tiny chuckle.

You kept thinking about what you just saw. You never saw a direct contact between Peter and Magneto, so you supposed he didn’t know about his son. That could’ve easily been used against him, you had to tell The Captain. You walked towards the table and gathered your bag.

“That’s a cool power…I’ve never heard ‘bout it. Actually, I’ve never heard ‘bout ya either…do ya have a supervillain name? Why didn’t ya fight with the others?” The words fell rapidly out of his lips. You gulped.

“Just Y/N. I don’t fight with the others. My powers weren’t made for physical combat.” That’s true, they hardly ever let you come with them on missions. You were useless for superheroes as much as you were for supervillains.

“Pffffttt…that’s bullshit! Ya can do those cool things with yer mind! Ya totally have to meet Charles, he’s gott-”

“Charles? Charles’s a selfish man who puts his needs first. I don’t want anything from him.” You scoffed.

“Wha-what? Are ya out of yer mind? Have ya ever even met Charles? He’s the coolest. I was literally a loser who lived in his mom’s basement before meeting him. Always been cool though.” His words made your blood boil, hearing that he didn’t hesitate to help him but discarded you immediately. You told Peter your story, how you truly believed Charles was gonna save you but ended up breaking your inner child’s heart. Your eyes started to water as memories flooded in front of your eyes.

“Hey-I-I’m sorry that happened to ya but- hey- if I get outta here alive, I promise I will take you to the school. The professor will help ya, he always does.” You looked at him, a tiny glimmer of hope appearing in your eyes even though you knew that you couldn’t leave.

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You spent all your day talking to him. He was funny, you had to admit. The nicest company you had ever had. He told you about his family, how he joined the X-men, everything. And before you knew it, the night came.

“Oh uhm. You should get some sleep, you’re probably exhausted.” You said while getting up, ready to leave.

“Wait- uhhh…I can’t really sleep with this armor thingy on. It’s uncomfy.” He complained.

“Oh. Right, I can bring you some clothes. But I…can’t untie you. It’s the rules.” You shrugged.

“No need to. I usually sleep naked.” He winked at you.

“...” You contorted your face, not really knowing how to respond.

“HA! Gotcha. Just kidding. I sleep in my boxers.” He said with a proud grin on his lips.

“...I’ll bring you clothes.” You said before being interrupted again.

“No! Seriously, I just need to take my clothes off.”

You raised your eyebrow.

“...Not because I’m a creep. Simply because my speed speeds my body’s functions, and by speeding it highs my temperature so I get hot.” He spoke as if it was obvious.

“...Right.” You sighed and sat on the edge of the bed.

“How does this thing open?”

“W-whoa whoa…you-are you gonn- wait-” He stuttered as his cheeks slightly reddened.

“You said you wanted your clothes off, and I’m not gonna risk getting scolded by The Captain by freeing you.” You sighed. He gulped and pointed where his zipper was.

C’mon Peter…ya can do this, buddy. Ya just need to focus, yea? Don’t let a fine chick undressing ya speed yer speedy hormones, mh? Peter thought to himself. Your hands gripped the zipper and started pulling it down. Stay focused soldier. His broad chest was revealed as you slowly undressed him. You stopped at his abs to hop on the bed and take his shoes off. As you leaned to pull his boots, your arm slightly brushed his crotch. Holy fucking mother of all the fucking mutants, fuck. She barely touched ya and yer already growing hard, Peter? Must be tha speedy genes, yea, has to be. Totally not has nothing to do with ya being a virgin in your 20s. Nuh-uh. Goddamn you, Peter!

You threw his shoes on the floor, and started pulling his suit down again. You let your gaze linger as he was half-naked in front of you. He was wearing boxers with lightning bolts on them, a tiny chuckle escaped your mouth at that.

“Someone’s excited.” You said with a playful grin on your lips as you pointed at the prominent bulge in his boxers.

“Hey! Not my fault ya got all handsy- how did ya expect me to react?” He said with a tiny blush on his cheeks, he was so cute.

“...And it’s the speedster genes, by tha way. They call me Quickie for a reason.” He replied, annoyed because of how embarrassed he got.

“Do you need help?” You suggested. It may have been wrong, since you were “enemies” and you barely knew each other but…when are you gonna have another cute speedster all for you again?

“DoIneedawhat-” He blurted out, not believing what he just heard.

Your lips curled up in a smirk, and before he could process anything, your fingers grazed his crotch through his underwear.

“Oh- fuck- yea…yes-” He moaned, you giggled.

“So eager, mh?” You teased him by pulling his waistband up and then leaving it smack against his skin. He groaned and nodded, he was so worked up by nothing. You undressed him of his boxers too, his shaft springing free against his stomach, leaving him naked on the bed. His hips bucked up in search of friction. You grinned and gently took his dick in your hand, slowly pumping it.

“Aaah…f-f-yes…please…faster…” He whined.

You giggled and leaned in to kiss his lips gently, muffling his pleas. You started speeding your movements, and he deepened the kiss as his moans rolled off his tongue. As you made out, you could hear the sound of his hands desperately squirming against the restraints.

“Please…let me touch you…” He whimpered, big puppy eyes gazing up at you.

“Mh…sorry, can’t do, baby. It’s the rules.” You smirked and leaned in to peck his lips again. You stopped and sat up to pull off your shirt. He groaned at the sight. You took him in your hands again and fasted your pace even more.

“O-oh..f-fuck...gonna…gonna cum babe…c-cant hold it in…ahh..” You giggled and sped up even more, your mouth working hungrily against his, eating up his moans. He came with a loud groan, muffled by your lips. He kept whining after that.

“Pleasepleaseplease…wanna please ya too…lemme…I’m good at it- I promise…I’m basically a human vibrator-long lasting rose toy- please…” You giggled and nodded, pecking his lips. You took off your pants, before untying one of his hands. He groaned and immediately pulled you closer, his hand making its way under your panties. He suppressed a moan by biting his lip as he felt your slick with his fingers. He gently started circling your clit, and after he heard a few moans of confirmation from you, he began buzzing his fingers against it.

“Ooh…f-fuck…just like that, baby, don’t stop…” You moaned, he answered with a cute whine. He looked up at you, his middle finger gently pushing at your entrance, not fully sliding in. You nodded and bit your lip to suppress any more unholy sound coming out of you as his fingers started to fuck you slowly.

“F-fuck…” You threw your head back. He was gazing up at you with parted lips, as if he had never seen something so breathtaking. He kept picking up the pace, until you stopped his wrist and tied it up again.

“Wha-Wait-Why..? Y-you didn’t like it?” He said with his silver brows furrowed, he was lost and scared of what your answer could’ve been.

“Oh, it was fucking awesome, baby. But I wanna use something else to come, yea? Will you let me do that?” You said in a cooing voice, clearly driving his mind crazy.

“Mhm…yesplease…” He nodded, his gaze not daring to leave your body.

You undid your bra, his eyes widening, and straddled his hips. Your entrance just above his cock. He groaned at the sight, his shaft fully hardening again. You smiled and slowly sinked in, until your hips met his.

“Aaah…w-warm…so warm n’tight…mppph…” He moaned loudly.

You grinned and started slowly sliding your hips up and down repeatedly, reaching a stable pace. You moaned as you started speeding up, yet it wasn’t enough to satisfy you fully.

“Mhh…baby…mind helping me a little?” You said looking down at him.

He moaned and nodded. He started superspeeding his hips to meet yours as you bounced on his cock. The new sensation making you moan loudly.

“Ohhh! Fuck! Just like that, baby…such a good boy…” You groaned as you felt yourself closer. He let out a tiny whimper as he heard your praise and kept speeding up, his wrists and legs straining against the collars, forming tiny red lines.

“Fuckfuckfuck…can i cum? P-please-ah…?” He whined.

“Mhhh...not yet- baby…let me finish first…” You smirked.

He groaned and sped up even more, trying desperately to bring you to the edge. He hissed as he felt that knot in his stomach urging to snap. It didn’t take much for you to come undone. You cried out as you were still jumping up and down at lightning speed. As soon as he felt you clenching around him, he moaned loudly, as he was just about to cum. You quickly pulled him out of you and allowed him to spatter his fluid on your body. He panted heavily, droplets of sweat sinking from his forehead to the mattress. You waited a few moments before grabbing a towel and cleaning you both. You laid down on the bed with him, moving his head on your chest as you ran your fingers in his silver locks, whispering sweet nothings in his ear.

“You're my apricity.” You said while caressing his hair and pecking his temple. His eyes were closed, and he was clearly drifting off to sleep.

“Mh?” He mumbled, not moving one single part of his body, still restrained.

“Apricity. I read that in a book.” You chuckled.

“In simpler words?” He mumbled.

“The warmth of the sun in winter.”

“In even simpler words?” He muttered, his voice coming muffled by your chest.

“My life is the winter, you are the warmth.” You admitted. He didn't answer to that. You weren't sure if he actually understood the concept or even just your words, but one thing you were a hundred percent sure of.

He fell asleep smiling.

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A thing or two

Billie Dean Howard x Reader

Billie Dean Howard was rarely an emotional person. Now she always showed you love and showered you with gifts and affection but she wasn’t one to dwell on things. However today you noticed she seemed a little down. She was quieter than usual.

You thought maybe she was just stressed about her upcoming episode but she just seems off. You tried to pull her out of her slump all day but nothing was working.

The two of you got ready for bed and typically you’d tease Billie about her endless nighttime routine and she’d giggle back telling you it takes time and effort to look this good. But tonight she stayed off to herself leaving you alone in silence.

You sighed as you joined her in bed seeing that she was already laying down away from you. Normally she’d wait to cuddle with you. Once you were settled you finally had enough and speak up.

“Billie, what’s wrong?”

“Hmm? Nothing.” She mumbles staying in the same position.

“You haven’t been yourself all day. You’ve barely even spoken to me. Did I do something wrong?” You asked.

Billie rolls over to look at you with a frown. “Of course not babydoll. You didn’t do anything I’m just in a mood today.”

“Okay..but why? Did something happen?” You pushed.

“It’s stupid. Don’t worry about it.” She says shaking her head.

“But if it makes you upset I’m going to worry. I want to know.”

Billie sighs as sits up and leans against the headboard.

“ I overheard some of my employees talking about me today. Normally that wouldn’t bother me but they said some things about you as well and it’s been weighing on me all day.”

“What did they say?”

“They said I was too old for you.” She whispered keeping her eyes low.

You can’t help the giggle that escapes your mouth and you quickly try to cover it up. However, Billie notices.

“That isn’t funny y/n!”

“I know I’m sorry. I just thought it was going to be a lot worse.”

“But it’s true I am too old for you. You’re what 27? I’m twice your age.” She exclaimed.

“Okay? We already knew that honey what’s your point?”

Billie rolls her eyes “My point is that you have your whole life ahead of you and I..well I don’t want to hold you back from anything. I don’t want you to feel stuck with some old lady.”

“Billie.”

“No, I mean it y/n. I mean you’re so young. I’ve already lived. There’s so much I want you to do and see, and experience and I can’t be the reason you don’t.”

You sighed shaking your head as you move to straddle her lap. Lifting her chin you place a gentle kiss on her lips.

“I love you Billie Dean Howard and I will always love you. Yes, I’m younger than you but again this isn’t new information. I don’t feel stuck with some old lady. I feel like I’m finally living my life with my beautiful, sweet, and loving girlfriend. I want to see things, do things, and experience things too but I want to do it with you. Only you. Don’t let people get in your head. We know what’s right for us. And you’re definitely what’s right for me.” You say with a smile.

Billie smiles back as she grabs your hips pulling you into her.

“And you’re right for me babydoll. I’m sorry I let those Idiots get to me.”

“It’s okay. I understand. But for the record, you’re not an old lady. If anything you’re just more experienced than me and that has only worked in my favor. They’re just jealous.”

Billie smirks “More experienced hmm? Are you saying that I've taught you a thing or two?”

You smirked nodding your head “Or three or four.” You added rolling your hips in her lap.

Billie winks at you as she grabs a handful of your ass giving it a firm squeeze.

“Oh yeah?” She asked.

“Mmm hmm.” You moaned as your core rubbed against her legs.

“Mmm. Why don’t you show me then huh?” She asked with a sly smile.

You giggled as you leaned in to kiss her.

“I love you.” You whispered against her lips.

“I love you too babydoll.”

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