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milfsloverblog · 22 days

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Secret Benefits (part 6)

Sugar mommy!Larissa Weems x fem!reader

A/N: Here it is, after (quite) a long wait. Thank you for your patience! Oh, I actually shed a couple of tears writing this chapter, just warning you guys! I hope you’ll enjoy reading this <3

You couldn’t believe your eyes. So much in fact that you had to rub them to make sure you were seeing straight. Larissa Weems was sitting at your kitchen table.

“Just a second,” you muttered.

You walked to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water, not even bothering to use a glass and choosing instead to drink straight from it. You couldn’t remember being that thirsty ever before and the water didn’t seem to help at all.

“I guess we need to talk.” You said as you placed the bottle back inside the fridge.

“Yes, we do. But I don’t think you’re in a fit state to have a serious conversation right now. How’s your head?”

“Hmpf-“ you groaned and looked down, noticing that you were still wearing your outfit from the previous night. You reeked. A nauseating mix of sweat and alcohol.

Larissa noticed the way you stared at your dress and pushed a small sympathetic smile.

“Would you like to take a shower?” She offered.

“I think so, but I’m not sure I’ll have the strength for it.”

“Let me help.” She wasn’t offering this time.

Letting Larissa see you naked would have been a highly arousing thought a few weeks before, but not anymore. Not after what you had done to her.

You closed your eyes as she walked with you to the bathroom, listening to the muffled sounds of her stocking-clad feet against the wooden floor.

“Let me-“ Larissa said when you struggled to reach for the zipper at the back of your dress.

She carefully unzipped it and you heard her breath hitch in her throat.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” Larissa quickly answered.

A bitter iron taste filled her mouth as she bit down on her tongue at the sight of the bruises on your spine. She would make that man pay. She didn’t know how yet, but she would.

She helped you step out of the dress that was pooling at your feet before her hands moved to unclasp your bra until she suddenly stopped herself.

“Are you alright with me removing your underwear?” She asked.

You stayed quiet for a few seconds. She was asking for your consent. You had treated her like shit and still, she was showing you sympathy.

“Yes.”

Larissa gave a small nod and unclasped your bra before removing your panties, making a point of keeping her eyes off your body as she did so.

“There,” she said, gesturing towards the shower.

She turned the water on and made sure it was at a nice temperature before letting you in.

You sighed with relief as you stepped under the warm water jet, the gentle pressure massaging your back.

“Should we start with your hair?” Larissa offered, to which you answered with a nod.

Having her hands in your hair would feel less awkward than on your body to start with.

She rolled up her sleeves and poured some shampoo in her hands, waiting for you to turn around before applying it to your hair. She was gentle with her movements, her fingertips massaging your scalp and making sure to thoroughly wash your hair.

You were lost in your thoughts when Larissa suddenly started humming a song, a soft melody that immediately made a lump grow in your throat. You felt like a child. For a moment you were sent back to your childhood home, sitting in the tub as a little girl as your mother bathed you. It must have been a Sunday, you could still smell the cake that was baking in the oven.

You were brought back to reality by Larissa carefully spinning you around.

“I’ll wash your body now if that’s alright.” She waited until you gave another nod before starting to wash your shoulders. You kept your eyes closed as she carefully moved down your body and Larissa wished she could have done the same. She felt like she was intruding, only adding more weight to what had happened to you the previous night.

You were grateful for the water that was falling down your face for it hid the silent tears that you had been shedding for a couple of minutes.

Your body suddenly twitched as you tried to hold back a sob, making Larissa look up at your face. She stood up from the kneeling position she had taken to wash your legs and gently cupped your cheek.

“Sweetling, are you alright?” She asked.

You only gave a nod as an answer, your throat too tight to say anything.

“Look at me,” she said.

You took a deep breath and opened your eyes only to meet Larissa’s worried ones.

She stepped back as soon as she noticed that you were crying, the warmth of her hand leaving your cheek. Larissa immediately thought that she had hurt you somehow and you watched as her mouth fell open as she searched for a way to apologise.

“I’m sorry.” You whispered.

“What?” She frowned.

“I said-“ You took a deep shaky breath, feeling more tears threatening to spill. “I am so, so sorry Larissa.” You managed to say before bursting into tears and falling to your knees.

Larissa stayed still for a moment, watching your body jolt as you sobbed loudly.

“Oh, sweetling…” She knelt and gently placed her hand on your shoulder.

“N-no!” You hiccuped looking at Larissa. You hid your face in your hands and tried your best to calm your breathing down, Larissa’s thumb rubbing soothing circles on your arm.

“Why are you here?” You eventually managed to say after a few minutes. You didn’t give her any time to answer before you went on. “After what I did to you, why the fuck are you here? Being nice to me and taking care of me when you should be gloating about me getting what I deserve.”

“You did not deserve that!” Larissa said severely, cupping your cheek so you’d look at her. She looked into your eyes for a moment before looking down at her lap. “You don’t wish any ill will on those you love, no matter how badly they hurt you.” She said barely audibly.

Love.

There. She had said it.

Love.

The lump in your throat only grew bigger as you watched her blue eyes get glassy.

“I’m so sorry,” you said again. “If I had known-“You shook your head and burst into tears again, feeling both helpless and hopeless.

“I know.” Larissa nodded and took a deep breath. You don’t wish any ill will on those you love. She carefully wrapped her arms around your body and pulled you close, letting your wet skin and hair soak through the fabric of her dress.

You don’t know how long you stayed there, the both of you kneeling on the bathroom floor until you started shivering and Larissa decided to wrap you in a towel. She picked a pair of pyjamas from your wardrobe and helped you put them on before taking you back to the living room.

“I’ll make you a cup of tea, it might help.” Larissa said as you lay back down on the couch.

“That’s what he said.” You answered after a while, remembering some bits of your night.

“He?”

“The man,” you groaned softly. “The one who saved me… He reminded me of you.”

“Did he?” Larissa asked as she walked back to the couch only to find you hiding under a cushion.

She placed the cup on your coffee table and carefully lifted your head to let it rest on her lap while her fingers brushed through your hair.

“Get some more sleep, you need it.”

“Will you be there when I wake up?”

There was a second of silence before Larissa answered.

“You know I will.”

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dorasuga · 10 months

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secret-benefits-review · 3 months

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My Secret Benefits Experience & Some Better Options

INTRODUCTION:

My FWB and I decided to team up to write a comprehensive review of our experiences on Secret Benefits, providing both male and female perspectives on the site.

After encountering numerous queries like:

Is Secret Benefits worth it?

Is Secret Benefits a scam?

Is Secret Benefits legit?

Is Secret Benefits trustworthy?

Is Secret Benefits Good?

We aimed to definitively answer whether Secret Benefits is worthwhile from both the perspectives of a "sugar daddy" and a "sugar baby."

SUMMARY:

Tl;dr As a sugar baby, Secret Benefits is highly competitive and challenging to secure a sugar daddy compared to other options. Most men on the site don't appear serious and are merely "browsing."

As a sugar daddy, the site seems designed to deplete your credits rapidly (viewing private galleries, reading messages, liking profiles all incur costs on Secret Benefits), necessitating increased investment. Additionally, only a few cities have active and responsive profiles.

Don't waste time on Secret Benefits. Sugar daddies and married men are the perfect match. Affair sites like Sasha7 are hidden gems/cheat codes (no pun intended) for both sugar daddies and sugar babies. They offer more for free, so consider trying them before committing funds to Secret Benefits.

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SETUP:

We both created profiles on Secret Benefits (secretbenefits.com), hers as a sugar baby, and mine as a sugar daddy. We upgraded to use the site, paying for:

Viewing messages

Responding to messages

Viewing private galleries

Living in Manhattan but frequently visiting Miami, we used our profiles in two different cities over two months. Coincidentally, we both used the site in Toronto, Canada (her) and Sydney, Australia (me), providing insights into Secret Benefits internationally.

Some background on us:

Me: 38, lives in Manhattan (Tribeca), fit (boxing & weightlifting), 6'2, Caucasian, in sales, yearly earnings ~$380,000.

Her: 26, lives in Manhattan (Chinatown), "wasian" (Caucasian and Asian), fit (yoga), 5'5, in nursing, yearly earnings ~$65,000.

EXPERIENCE ON SECRET BENEFITS AS A SUGAR DADDY:

Seemingly, everything costs money. Sending messages, reading messages, and viewing private galleries all require payment. The site feels designed to separate you from your money rather than facilitate connections. Paying to read messages was particularly strange.

Initial influx of messages, but little substance. Paid messages revealed many generic messages with minimal content. Responding to initial messages yielded zero replies.

Initially confident due to my age, wealth, and physical shape, I was surprised by the lack of responsiveness, regardless of the city. Despite showing many users "online" and interacting, things went silent upon upgrading.

Sketchy about online activity.

EXPERIENCE ON SECRET BENEFITS AS A SUGAR BABY:

The market is saturated. Competing with the world's most beautiful women, especially in large cities, makes Secret Benefits highly challenging for sugar babies.

Men are spoiled. Men on Secret Benefits receive constant attention online and in real life, making it difficult for them to recognize good women or arrangements.

Men are fake. The prevalence of a "fake it until you make it" lifestyle is high, with many men pretending to be wealthy while living paycheck to paycheck.

SECRET BENEFITS ALTERNATIVE:

Why sugar babies & married men are the perfect match

Being in the sugar dating scene for a while now, I initially leaned towards traditional sugar daddies, but as time passed, my interest shifted towards married men. It might sound unconventional, but there are several reasons why fellow sugar babies and I are opting for married men and exploring affair sites

Discretion is key

Privacy matters a lot to me as a sugar baby, and married men excel in providing the discretion that traditional sugar daddies often lack. They aren't keen on flaunting our relationship on social media or in public, a quality I find quite appealing.

Time is money

The time factor also plays a role. As a sugar baby, I'm after a casual relationship, not a full-time commitment. This aligns well with married men, who typically have limited time to spare outside of their marriages. It's a mutually beneficial arrangement that suits both parties involved.

No more dating “games”

What sets married men apart is their maturity and straightforwardness. They cut through the dating games and are upfront about their intentions. In conversations with them, I appreciate their honesty regarding what they can offer and what they expect in return. This direct approach makes the relationship more transparent compared to the evasiveness and inconsistency sometimes encountered with traditional sugar daddies.

Honesty is the best policy

Honesty remains a priority. Seeking married men on affair sites makes sense, as it eliminates the need for additional layers of deceit. Knowing when they're available and why is much better than dealing with flimsy excuses or last-minute cancellations.

Real Established men

While I'm not necessarily after wealth, I do appreciate an established lifestyle. Married men often bring sophistication and maturity to the table, providing experiences like fancy dinners that I enjoy. This is preferable to being just another number to a wealthy but obnoxious individual treating me as mere property.

No more “salt daddies”

Finally, the prevalence of "salt daddies" on traditional sugar dating sites can be frustrating. Many claim wealth they don't possess, especially those in their 20s. Married men, being more mature, offer a safer and more reliable option for a sugar baby like me.

SECRET BENEFITS VS SASHA7

What is FREE to do vs What costs $

Free to read your messages?

✘ Secret Benefits

✓ Sasha7

Free to view private galleries?

✘ Secret Benefits

✓ Sasha7

Free to "like" people profiles?

✘ Secret Benefits

✓ Sasha7

Cheating sites are perfect for finding the secret benefits of sugar relationships due to:

Reduced competition, more attention, and users less "on guard."

Older men on dating sites are established, respectful, and, on average, earn $170,000 per year.

Men on cheating sites make great sponsors due to their discreet nature, providing a much-needed escape for them.

Grateful for sponsorship, married men appreciate the relief a sugar baby provides, fostering a mutually beneficial arrangement.

Married dating sites like Sasha7 allow women to use the site 100% FREE, making it easy for women to respond or message without cost.

Whether you are a man looking to sponsor a sugar baby or a woman looking for secret benefits, Sasha7 is your best bet for finding sponsorship deals quickly, free, and easily.

SUGAR SLANG/LINGO:

As mentioned, we found the lingo and slang used in the sugar subculture amusing and slightly confusing. Here are some popular terms and their definitions to help you navigate:

Acronyms, slang and language

SD: SUGAR DADDY -

A wealthy man, usually older, who gives gifts to a young woman in exchange for her company and companionship

SM: SUGAR MOMMY –

A wealthy, usually older, woman who gives gifts to a young man in exchange for his company and companionship

SB: SUGAR BABY -

The young recipient of a sugar daddy or sugar mommy's interest, especially financial and romantic arrangements.

SUGAR BABE -

Synonym for “sugar baby” (see above)

SR: SUGAR RELATIONSHIPS -

A Sugar Relationship is defined by a relationship or arrangement in which a Sugar Daddy provides guidance and/or financial assistance to a Sugar Baby.

POT: POTENTIAL -

A potential SD/SM you are communicating with but have not yet met/set up an agreement with.

NC: NO CONDITIONS -

Typically a type of relationship agreed upon by all parties involved. Establish that any feelings and emotions will be left at the door and will not let them get in the way of the agreement.

GFE: GIRLFRIEND EXPERIENCE -

A commercial sex service that blurs the boundaries between a financial transaction and a romantic relationship.

PSE: PORNSTAR EXPERIENCE -

Type of service offered by some sex workers that simulates a sexual situation akin to a scene in porn.

OO: ONLINE ONLY -

The provider only provides services via online mediums such as Only Fans.

DONATION -

Amount the SB is asking for in order to meet or secure a relationship.

TRIBUTE -

Synonym for “donation” (see above). Typically used in kink, fetish, or femdom relationships

FINDOM -

Financial Domination is a fetish of power exchange which involves the transfer of money from sub to Domme as an act of ultimate submission.

FEMDOM -

Short for female domination. an s&m practice that may involve a power exchange in which a female is dominant, with her partner becoming submissive.

PAYPIG -

A paypig is a submissive, almost always male, who has consented to financial servitude towards his Mistress.

ARRANGEMENT -

A relationship as a business transaction. Generally negotiated between all parties involved.

ALLOWANCE -

A monetary value defined by the SD, awarded to an SB on a regular basis (weekly/monthly).

SPONSOR -

Typically, it is a wealthy, older man who is willing and able to provide guidance and financial support to a beautiful, younger woman in exchange for her companionship.

BCD/BEHIND CLOSED DOORS -

Behind closed doors is used to describe sugar arrangements which require discretion and secrecy. Typically you will not go out with your SD/SB and you will meeting in private locations like hotels etc.

PPM: PAYMENT PER MEET –

Arrangements where the sugar daddy gives the sugar baby a specified amount per date vs an allowance or gifts.

LTA: LONG-TERM ARRANGEMENT –

An arrangement that lasts more than 6 months.

STA: SHORT TERM ARRANGEMENT –

An arrangement that generally lasts less than 6 months.

SUGAR PUPPY -

This term is generally used when referring to a male Sugar Baby.

SUGAR BOWL -

Used to describe the Sugar lifestyle.

SPLENDA DADDY/MOMMY -

Typically used to describe a man/woman who wants to be a Sugar Daddy/Sugar Mommy but does not have enough resources to do so. You can usually get a good friendship out of them, however, don't expect all the extra gifts/funds with this type.

SALT DADDY/MOMMY -

A fake and a fraud for the most part. A person who is not generous or rich enough to be a Sugar Daddy/Mommy.

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youneedsomeprompts · 7 months

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~ MORE THAN FRIENDS ~ FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS PROMPTS

requested by: anonymous

Feel free to use and reblog!

secret eye contact when others are around

having a long history of being best friends

having certain things that trigger the romantic side of their relationship

being 'just' friendly most of the time until it culminates into a steamy romance session every so often

*heavily breathing* "But we're just friends, right?"

not telling their other friends because they don't want destroy the harmony of their friend group

staying behind purposefully to have one-on-one time with the other

"Do you think they can tell?" "No. Why would they? We're being totally normal." (bonus: they're not being normal at all)

making promises about their friendship but not about their romance

"Of course, I'll be there for you forever!" "As a friend?" "Yes, as a friend."

struggling to explain their relationship to others

"No! We're NOT dating!"

feeling like only the other understands every aspect of them

avoiding to think about the future

valuing their friendship too high to risk it for a serious relationship

"Do you ever wish for something else?" "No, it's perfect."

never having been on a date together but knowing each other inside out

"I love you. As a friend!"

^^ in response: *mockingly* "Yeah. Or are you falling for me?"

being scared to make the next move because everything is fine the way it is

#friends with benefits prompts #secret dating prompts #writing prompts #prompt list #prompts #romantic prompts #romance prompts #writing romance #otp prompts #otp #writing inspiration #writing ideas #writers on tumblr #writeblr #setting prompts #dialogue prompts #20 prompts

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nelkcats · 9 months

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Not the son you were looking for

The Fentons were sure that their son was dead. They didn't understand why Phantom pretended to be their little Danny, nor why he made so many illogical excuses like "being a hybrid" and so on. At first they played along, but they were angry, angry that the truth was being kept from them, angry because they were sure that the supposed hero had done something to their son, and he even managed to trick Jazz!

It all made sense when Phantom was declared Ghost King, of course, he surely had Danny captive! It shouldn't be hard for the King of the Dead to manipulate a soul, maybe he was gaining power from that. They were sure, they had seen the King argue with one of his ghost-capturing devices and keep it always guarded, a big secret surely.

Unfortunately for them, the GIW had disbanded, so they had to turn to their second choice: The Justice League. It was an organization of heroes that had only recently formed, but the Fenton's were sure they would help them, so they contacted them and explained the situation. The League was skeptical but when they heard that a child might be in danger they acted immediately.

They didn't confront the King directly, they weren't idiots, but they stole the thermos, willing to give the child trapped in it a break. They could deal with the Ghost King later.

Unfortunately for everyone, as soon as the Fentons hit the "release" button what came out was not their son's soul, no. Dan Phantom watched them with a wide grin, free for the first time in years. The League had a feeling they had made a grave mistake.

#dpxdc #ghost king danny #revelation goes wrong #kinda #The Fentons pretended to believe Phantom and he thought everything was fine #They never really believed it #They thought that Phantom had killed Danny and was using his appearance #Which doesn't make sense but they are concerned parents ig #dp x dc #dc x dp #Danny kept an eye on the thermos to make sure Dan didn't escape #It was a king's secret but a good one #The League believed the Fentons because all ghost information was erased #courtesy of Technus #Many were skeptical because it was a whole kingdom and it was very likely that the scientists were wrong #but upon hearing about the trapped child they decided to give them the benefit of the doubt and rescue the kid #they didn't face the Ghost King because he was clearly more powerful than them #instead they stole the thermos in a moment of carelessness #Clockwork knew it but he thought it was for the best #The League released Dan into the world #and the Fentons got their son back #just not the son they were looking for

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lemonlimestar · 3 days

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everything i say falls away

#bart (as in bug art)#timkon #<- genuinely no clue if u can tell it’s them besides tim’s gauntlet but #whatever. it’s my world (art)#benefits of lying with your friend is a timkon song AND a cassie&tim song #source: i am dc comics #i do NOT care for the “half clone” retcon but their little secret keeping… wrap it up gay boy x2 #tim drake #kon el #kon-el #conner kent #robin #superboy #dc #dc comics #teen titans 2003 #young justice #young just us

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misskaboom · 5 months

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🤫🖤💋

#sex dreams #fantasies #friends to lovers #friends with secrets #benefits #adult reading #girls and books #reading #with you #in my thoughts #naughty thoughts #adult story

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thelavendrhaze · 6 months

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fic: with venom on your tongue

author: wildestdreams

rating: explicit

word count: 91.4k

While Louis had to try so hard to stay focused and be the best, Harry somehow did the same things with ease and confidence. He hated how Harry glided through life, carrying happiness on his shoulders like it was nothing when it was arduous for Louis. His carefree demeanor made Louis feel crazy.

But that feeling just motivated him to always keep his eyes on the prize. Number one in the class rankings every year and the valedictorian spot the next year when they graduated. He was so close he could taste it. And if the only thing in his way was Harry Styles, then Louis was willing to up the stakes to figure out what made him weak just to beat him.

“Whatever,” Louis eventually said to Liam. “He’s a fucking cliche.”

or a boarding school AU where Harry and Louis are academic rivals until they realize they’re more similar than they thought.

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dumplingsjinson · 1 year

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I LOVED your new years one thank youuuuu may I request some royalty prompts/dialogue? Like maybe a royal x a royal OR royal x servant if possible please~

(happy new years btw hope you have a decent 2023). 🥂

(A late ass happy new year and I hope 2023 has been decent to you so far!)

List of “royal x royal” prompts

“This castle’s ground is all that I ever knew, until I met you — you, who brought me a whole new perspective of the world beyond these walls. And God, is it fucking beautiful when I’m experiencing it beside you.”

“My father hates you.” “Trust me, I know. My father hates me too, but I’m the only child who can inherit the throne so… You know. It’s rough out here.”

“You’re indebted to me for life, love.” “…Fuck you.”

“We shouldn’t be doing this. We might run the risk of getting caught,” Character A murmurs as Character B’s hand settles on the small of their back. “Tell me you don’t want this and I’ll stop,” Character B says, staring into Character A’s eyes. Character A doesn’t say anything in response, and Character B smiles, hand straying further down. “Thought so.”

“I promise you I’ll do whatever it takes to take you down.” “And so will I.”

“I don’t want to take the throne. I don’t want any of this. I never asked for this.” “…Neither do I. Let’s… Let’s run away together? To somewhere else, where no one can find us. Where we don’t have to hide; where we don’t have to be under the control of our own parents.”

“What the fuck are you doing here?!” “I came to see you, what do you think?”

“How did you get into my room?!” “Might have sneaked past the guards and bribed some of the weaker ones who saw me and injured the ones who tried to fight me?”

Throwing cursory glances at each other whenever their families are in the same room as each other.

“We’re destined to be enemies, not lovers. At least not in this life. We’re not meant to be.” “I don’t care. Fuck destiny, we’ll make our own destiny if it means I get to be with you.”

List of “royal x servant” prompts

“You’ve been there for me since we were kids. You’re my best friend. You’ve been through the good and the bad with me. You’ve never left my side, and maybe you didn’t have a choice in the matter, but you never gave me any indicators that you wanted to abandon me. You’re everything I could ever want. I’m not letting them you send you away like this.”

“The thing is, you can give me anything in the world but yourself. You’ve given the world yourself, but you can’t give the same to me. And I don’t want anything but you.”

“Let’s elope.” “I can’t make you throw away everything just to—” “I don’t want any of those things anyways. I never asked for them. I want you, and only you.”

“Can you come into my room for a second?” “But—” “Do as I say before I make you.”

“What’s all of this?” “I bought all of this for you.” “You know you can’t just worm your way into someone’s heart with money, right?”

“Me or the throne?” “God, don’t fucking do this—” “Did I stutter? Me? Or the Throne?”

“Sir/Madam—” “I told you to use my name.”

“Did you ever think that maybe this isn’t going to work out? If you truly loved me, then you’d let me go and find someone I can actually be with.” “…But do you really want me to let you go?”

“You need to get off your high horse; you’re not better than anyone else just because you have your whole life planned out for you. Destined to sit and die on that throne, or have someone murder you in cold blood to take your place, and then being remembered as the one who died to some backstabbing asshole; a little sad, don’t you think?” “…No one else other than you speaks to me like this. It’s hot. Keep talking.”

“Status? That doesn’t mean shit if you’re not by my side.” Character A sighs, running their fingers through their hair, their head drooping. “Just— I’m sorry, I know it’s selfish for me to say, but please don’t leave. I’ve only ever had you. You’re the only one who can look me in the eyes and tell me how it is; the only one who understands what I really want. The only one who understands the real me.”

#long post #i was SOOO EXCITED TO POST THIS LMFAOOO #this isn’t a trope i usually would write for but GOD #i do love the ideas of these #i know you said OR but… i wanted to do both #writing prompts #otp prompts #angst prompts #royalty prompts #royal prompts #royal x servant #royal x royal #prompts #dialogue prompts #enemies to lovers prompts #enemies with benefits prompts #forbidden love prompts #secret love prompts #request

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wavesoutbeingtossed · 2 months

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Thinking again about how “you kept me like a secret but I kept you like an oath” has driven so many of Taylor’s relationship, even with Joe to a certain extent, and she seems to have finally realized that oath is no longer worth keeping because it’s actually a curse she’s finally broken 🙃

#that’s too many allusions #what I’m trying to say is she’s been treated like a dirty secret #even by men who were supposed to love and respect her the most #and I feel like she’s finally starting to break free from a lot of that past shame #and realized how hiding herself in those past situations #only benefitted the other party #the tortured poets department #will never shut up about how kept me like a secret kept you like an oath is like one of the thesis statements of her discography #along with give me back my girlhood it was mine first

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Hii!! I have a Larissa x reader request. Larissa is in her late forties, has a shit ton of money (cause that woman screams money) and she's also a tad lonely, so she decides to find herself a sugar baby and that's where reader comes in, they are broke, almost finishing college and in need of quick money. I really just need this woman to pamper me with money and love and good sex, lots of mommy kink and out of the bedroom dominance pretty pleeeeeaaassseeee

Secret Benefits (NSFW)

Part 1. (Next part)

Larissa Weems x fem!reader

A/N: Anon, I loved this request so much I’ve decided to turn it into a multiple chapter fic. We’re mostly setting the scene in this chapter, but I added a tiny bit of smut. Thanks for the request, enjoy!! <3

You didn’t feel very proud as you clicked on the “sign up” button on the app your best friend told you about. You typed in your information - Name, age, height, weight, eye and hair colour. It did feel like you were only a product to be bought but it was what you were looking for, after all.

You filled in the “looking for” section - women, preferably. You didn’t care much about height or weight or anything like that, really, although you hoped you would be able to at least find someone attractive. But you couldn’t afford to be too picky.

It did feel like signing up for a normal dating app until you reached the “monthly income” criteria. This was by far the most important criterion, the one that had led you to this website, and yet you didn’t know what to answer. You stared at your phone screen for a moment before eventually typing in “Minimum $3500”. It felt like a correct amount, enough for someone to take care of themselves and you as well.

You uploaded a few pictures, a couple of selfies and one where your whole body was visible. You probably would have more chance of quickly finding someone if you uploaded a more revealing picture, but you just couldn’t bring yourself to do it. Not yet.

You took a deep breath and clicked on the button that would make your profile public, watching the message that popped up on your screen - Welcome to Secret Benefits, the number one sugar dating app in America.

Your profile had only been public for a few minutes when you received your first like and inbox message. A man saying he would pay you a thousand dollars a week and didn’t want anything in exchange, only to chat with you. Your friend had warned you about this kind of scam so you simply rolled your eyes and reported the profile.

Browsing through the app you quickly realised that most people on there were men over forty searching for a pretty thing to parade around with. You knew it was the whole point of this app and those kind of relationships, but still.

It felt like you had been scrolling for hours when a profile finally caught your eye. Larissa, 48. Her picture was what first caught your attention. The woman was half-turned from the camera, holding a glass of red wine in her hand. Her white hair was tied in an intricate updo, her lips painted with a crimson red that matched her nails and her blue eyes fixed on the camera as if she had caught the photographer in the act of taking her picture. It almost felt like she was looking right at you. She looked beautiful.

You clicked on her profile, hoping to learn more about the woman. You read her body description, eyes widening when you reached the height criteria and read that she was 6’3. She looked like the type of woman who enjoyed wearing heels and you felt dizzy at the thought of a two metres tall woman towering over you.

You noticed that she had picked “Unspecified” for the monthly income. You weren’t sure what that meant exactly. Was she wary about sharing her income? Strange, given the kind of app you were on. Or perhaps she was old money. She did look wealthy, the kind of woman who would have grown up in a rich family and inherited it all.

She had listed a few of her interests in her bio. Art, luxury fashion and haute couture, feminism. There was a single sentence written underneath, one that had your breath hitch in your throat.

“I call myself a hedonist, I seek utmost pleasure in everything I do.”

And that was enough to have you hooked. You didn’t care about the other thousands of profiles on the website anymore. You only cared about her. Larissa, her sapphire eyes and crimson lips, her hedonistic lifestyle and promise of utmost pleasure, and most importantly - her money.

You clicked on the little heart next to her profile picture, like your friend had told you to do. Now you were supposed to wait and see if the woman would like your profile in return. You could have sent a private message straight away, but your friend said it was better not to, it would make you look too desperate. I am desperate, you thought.

It was only hours later, when you were freshly out of the shower and about to get into bed, that your phone pinged and you quickly grabbed it to check the notification.

Larissa liked you back! The start of a beautiful story?

You stared at the notification for a minute, what were you supposed to do now that she had actually liked you back? You weren’t even expecting to get that far when you signed up.

You sat down in bed still wrapped in your towel and took a deep breath. How were you even supposed to engage in a conversation with a woman like her?

Your fingers hovered over the keyboard for a while. Everything you could think of sounded lame and you even considered calling your friend for some advice but it would have just been embarrassing.

You: Hi there! I came across your profile and was very intrigued by your sophistication and the way you described yourself. How has your day been?

That wasn’t too bad. At least you hadn’t sent a cheesy pickup line.

The little “seen” quickly appeared under your message and you bit your lip in anticipation.

Larissa: Good evening! Thank you for reaching out. My day's been quite busy with work, but I'm always up for interesting conversations. How was yours?

Okay, she had answered. She had liked you back and she had answered. Great, it was great.

You: I'm glad you're taking the time to chat. My day's been mostly filled with classes and hanging out with my friends, a normal day in the life of a college student haha. What do you do for work?

Larissa: I’d rather keep my work private, at least for now. But I promise I’m not doing anything illegal! College student, what do you study?

Well, that was a bit strange, although you could see why someone wouldn’t want to share their work field on this kind of app, there was no doubt those arrangements could ruin some people’s lives.

You: Sure, no worries! I study marketing. It’s not always easy but I enjoy it for the most part. I’m really curious about what brings you to this app?

The message was read almost instantly but it took the woman a few minutes to answer. Was she hesitant? Searching for the right words?

Larissa: I appreciate your curiosity. I'm mostly looking for a mutually beneficial arrangement where we can both enjoy each other's company and experiences. What about you? What are you looking for on here?

A mutually beneficial arrangement, that was certainly one eloquent way to put it.

Larissa: I'm seeking someone who can support me as I navigate my studies. I live on my own and have a job on the side but it’s getting really hard to finance everything alone. Plus, I think having someone older in my life, someone with more experience, could only be beneficial. It’s all about benefits and enjoying the finer things, isn’t it?

Larissa: It is! I suppose it’s the main reason why so many young women are on this app. Tell me, what do you enjoy doing in your free time?

You: Well, I honestly don’t really get much free time. But I like to sit down with a nice book whenever I can. I enjoy going for walks and I could spend hours in the kitchen cooking and baking. What about you? Any favourite ways to unwind?

Larissa: I don’t get much free time either if I’m being honest. I’m a busy woman. I do enjoy sitting by the fireplace with a book and a glass of red, one of life’s simple pleasures. I love exploring art galleries, trying out new restaurants and I sometimes, although very rarely, indulge in spa retreats.

Spa retreats? These things cost a fortune! You were lucky if you could indulge yourself in a night out with your friends!

The two of you kept exchanging for a while. You learnt that Larissa was British, that she had moved over here for her studies. She loved travelling, had been to many places around Europe and was a big fan of French cuisine. She felt like the kind of woman you could listen to for hours without ever getting bored.

It was getting late, your eyes were practically closing themselves and you knew you would be absolutely exhausted in the morning, but you didn’t want the conversation to end.

You had been talking for nearly two hours when the woman asked if you had ever dined at Ambrosia, a restaurant way out of the centre of Jericho. You snorted loudly as you searched the restaurant on Google and realised it was a gastronomic one. Did she really think you could afford that kind of place?

You: No, I’ve never been there. But I’ve just googled it and it looks like a nice place!

Larissa: It’s my favourite restaurant in Jericho, I think I must have tried everything on the menu by now. Would you like to join me there for dinner, let’s say on Saturday night?

Saturday night? You quickly checked your schedule, you were working at the bar that day.

You: I would love to, I really would love to, but I’m working that day and I can’t miss a shift…

Larissa: If it’s about the money, you don’t need to worry. Call your work tomorrow, let them know they will need to find someone to fill in for you on Saturday.

You swallowed thickly. What if this was some joke? What if you showed up at the restaurant and she wasn’t there? You would miss your shift, and lose money for nothing. But if she did show up…

You: Fine, I’ll call in the morning. What time should we meet at the restaurant?

Larissa: 6.30 pm? If you give me your address I will have a car sent for you. However, I understand if you feel wary about giving that kind of information to a stranger.

You did feel more than wary about giving her your address. For all you knew it could be some creep hiding behind that profile. But if you didn’t take the leap, you might miss a great opportunity. So you did it, you sent Larissa your address and thanked her for wanting to send a car.

Larissa: Thank you, darling. The car will pick you up at 6. I should probably let you get to bed now, I wouldn’t want you to fall asleep during one of your classes. Thank you again for reaching out, it’s refreshing to connect with you.

You: Thank you, Larissa. Likewise, I enjoyed our conversation. See you on Saturday!

You closed the app and took a deep breath. You were insane, absolutely deranged. Who in their right mind would agree to something like this so quickly? You groaned and pulled the duvet over your head. You’d think about this later, all you wanted at that moment was to sleep.

Saturday couldn’t come quickly enough. Your friend had asked you if you’d had any luck on the app yet and you lied, telling her that no one seemed interested in you yet. Maybe you would tell her about your meeting with Rissa once it’d be done. Maybe.

You had exchanged a few more messages with Larissa the next day, just to keep in touch and let her know that you were looking forward to meeting her, and so was she.

The doorbell of your flat ringing woke you up early on Saturday morning. You quickly threw on some pyjamas and went to open, your eyebrows shooting up when the courier handed you a big cardboard box.

“What the hell?” You whispered to yourself as you placed the box down on your coffee table.

You grabbed a knife from the kitchen drawer and carefully cut the tape, holding your breath as you opened the box. There was a small note on top of something wrapped in gold tissue paper.

I picked you an outfit for tonight, I had to guess your size using your pictures but I’m pretty certain it will fit. I suggest wearing a pair of black heels with it. See you tonight, darling.

-Larissa

You had to read the notes a few times to make sure you weren’t just making things up. She had picked you an outfit, really? Did she think you couldn’t dress up on your own? Well, to be fair you weren’t sure you had anything chic enough in your wardrobe, but still.

You carefully opened the tissue paper and your breath hitched as you unfolded the black slip dress that she had picked for you. The silk fabric felt incredibly soft under your fingertips and the lace trim on the neckline was beautiful.

“Simone Rocha.” You read the tag out loud. The name did ring a bell somewhere in your mind, was that a designer dress? Well, at least now you knew the woman was serious about taking you out for dinner tonight.

You were about to close the box when you noticed there was something else in there. You picked it up, eyes growing wide at the sight of a burgundy thong. It was beautiful. Made out of lace and embroidered with floral details, it probably cost more than your whole underwear drawer.

You bit your lip looking at the two items of clothing in your hands. Maybe you could get used to this lifestyle.

The car sent by Larissa arrived at your place at 6 pm sharp. You quickly put on your heels, fixed your lipstick, and took a last look at yourself in the mirror. The dress fitted you like a glove and you had rarely felt that beautiful in a piece of clothing, you looked expensive.

Hundreds of thoughts were rushing through your brain as you sat in the back of the car and absentmindedly looked outside the window.

And suddenly it hit you - would Larissa be expecting sex from you? Your eyes widened at the possibility. You had not talked about this. Sure, the woman had said she wanted someone to spend time with, but spending time with someone could mean a lot of things!

You were almost thinking about changing your mind and going home when the car pulled over and the driver let you know that you’d reached your destination. You took a look at the building outside and swallowed thickly. There was no going back now.

You thanked the driver and stepped outside, taking a deep breath of fresh air. You were halfway to the restaurant door when you heard your name being called, causing you to spin on your heels.

“Larissa?” You asked as your eyes landed on the woman walking towards you. She looked just like her picture - tall, elegant, beautiful.

“Yes!” She smiled and nodded.

Noticing that she looked you up and down, you allowed yourself to do the same. She was wearing an emerald fitted dress that perfectly hugged her waist and hips. Her legs had to be the longest you’d ever seen, they seemed to go on and on until you finally reached the silver heels that were on her feet.

“It’s nice to meet you.” You smiled back, feeling a bit awkward and not knowing what to say.

“Likewise.” Larissa answered and pulled the door open to let you in, her hand falling on the small of your back as she followed you inside.

Everything inside the restaurant reeked of wealth. The high ceiling, the polished wood floor and the leather seats. You were out of place and you felt like everyone around you knew it.

“Miss Weems, good evening!” A waiter flashed the woman a bright smile. “Your usual table?”

“Good evening, Adam. Yes please, the usual.” Larissa nodded and her hand on the small of your back gently pushed you, signalling for you to follow the waiter.

You sat down at the table and could immediately tell why it was Larissa’s favourite table. It was at the back of the restaurant, in a quieter space, and it had a perfect view of all the other tables.

The waiter brought the menu almost immediately and made a few suggestions as he poured two glasses of water. You could feel the older woman staring at you as you opened the menu and flipped through the pages. Everything was expensive, a whole three-course meal in this place would cost as much as your biweekly grocery budget. It was insane.

“Anything tempting you?” Larissa smirked, a strange glint in her eye.

“Um…Yes, yes there is a few things that sound really good.” You nodded and pushed an awkward smile.

“The dress suits you perfectly. You picked the perfect shoes to go with it.”

A blush crept up your cheeks hearing the compliments and you pushed out a shy “thank you”.

“Are you wearing everything that I picked?” Larissa asked, her head slightly tilting to the side.

Her eyes briefly dropped to your chest - no bra, that was the right choice for this kind of dress. Larissa was pleasantly surprised. She had purposefully chosen not to include a bra in the package but she wasn’t sure if you’d wear one of your own.

“Yes,” Your cheeks turned a deep red, not far from the colour of the thong you were wearing. “I’m wearing everything you picked. Thank you, by the way, I loved your selection.”

Larissa’s nostrils flared and she let out a satisfied hum, looking up when Adam reappeared by your table.

Larissa went first, there were far too many French words in her order for you to understand properly, but you enjoyed hearing her accent. It was like honey dripping from her lips. When you snapped out of your thoughts, the waiter was looking down at you expectantly. You opened your mouth to place your order only to be cut off by the tall woman’s voice.

“She will have the seared foie gras as an entrée, followed by the filet mignon - medium rare - with grilled asparagus, and the passion fruit mousse for dessert.” Larissa said, her sapphire eyes looking at you above the menu.

Your mouth dropped open. First, she had picked your whole outfit down to your panties, and now this. I want control, she had told you in one of her messages. You hadn’t really understood what it meant at that time, but you did now. You would never admit how turned on you were as you closed your menu and handed it back to the waiter who gave a polite nod and walked away from your table.

“You’re staring, darling.” Larissa pointed out, making you close your mouth and look away for a second.

“Sorry, I-“

“You weren’t expecting that?”

“Yeah…”

Larissa let out a soft chuckle and reached out, crimson nails taking hold of your chin to make you look at her.

“When we meet, if we meet again, I would like to be in charge of those things.” She simply said.

“In control, you mean?”

The woman’s nostrils flared again and she gave a small nod.

“Yes, in control. I do enjoy knowing you’re wearing something that I picked for you, that you will be tasting what I want you to taste.”

There was something almost erotic in the way she said it, something that sent a shiver down your spine and had your eyes dropping to the woman’s lips, watching them curve in a smirk.

“I wanted to ask-“ You mustered the courage to say. “If you would be expecting…more than just my company.”

“Sex?” The word sinfully rolled from her tongue.

“Yes.” You let out in a whisper.

“Would you like to have sex with me?”

Maybe.

“No.” It instinctively slipped from your mouth. “This is not the kind of arrangement I’m looking for.”

“Well, then I’m not expecting sex from you, no.” Larissa simply answered. She seemed sincere, like she really had not been expecting anything more than your company.

What if you had said yes, though? Would she have sex with you if you ever changed your mind? You swallowed thickly at the thought and picked up your glass, taking a couple of sips of water.

Larissa asked about your day and if you could explain what your studies consisted of, which you happily did. You told her about economics, and how you had learnt about analysing consumers and competitors. You were sure that it was boring, having to listen to these things when you weren’t involved in marketing, and yet Larissa’s eyes never left you. She gave a nod here and there, and asked more questions when something wasn’t fully clear to her. She seemed genuinely interested in you, and it felt nice.

“Thank you, Adam.” Larissa smiled when the entrées were placed on the table.

You looked down at your plate, it was beautifully presented and smelled incredible. What was it again?

“Seared foie gras,” Larissa said as if she could read your mind. “Enjoy, darling.”

“Thank you, enjoy!” You answered and picked up your fork to try the foie gras. You remembered having tasted it once, years ago at a wedding. But it didn’t taste this good in your memory.

Larissa watched your every move. She watched you push the fork inside your mouth, how you closed your eyes when the food filled your tastebuds. The foie gras was exquisite, the woman knew it, and she relished in the pleased hum that escaped you.

“What do you think?” She said, eager to hear your thoughts.

“It’s delicious, thank you for picking it.” You answered honestly, causing Larissa to let out a shuddering breath. Was she getting off on this?

The rest of the meal went smoothly. Larissa seemed determined to keep most of her life private, only answering a couple of your questions, often with well-thought answers that wouldn’t give out too much. It seemed like she enjoyed hearing you talk about yourself, though, for she asked you question after question throughout the evening.

“Thank you for tonight, Larissa.” You said when the two of you walked out of the restaurant. She had paid for the whole bill and, even though you had expected it, it still brought a blush to your cheeks.

She wrapped her arm around your shoulder and pulled you closer against her, walking with you towards her car. She had convinced you to let her drive you back to your flat, although it hadn’t taken much for you to agree to it.

You sat down in the passenger seat of her Chevrolet and stayed quiet as Larissa turned on the engine and drove away from the restaurant. A silence fell between you, it was a bit uncomfortable until the older woman turned the radio on and a familiar new wave song filled the car.

Larissa softly hummed along to the tune and her hand moved to rest on your leg, just above your knee, her thumb soothingly rubbing your skin. You didn’t think you would love it as much as you did, but her hand was warm against your flesh and it simply felt right.

“I think we’ve arrived.” Larissa said as she pulled over in front of your flat.

“Mm? Oh, yeah, yes!” You nodded taking a look outside. You had been lost in your thoughts for the entirety of the ride.

Larissa leaned over and pulled something from the glove compartment before handing it to you. It was a small golden envelope with your initials handwritten on it.

“For your missed shift.” She smiled and placed the envelope in your hand.

“Thank you.”

“Mhm. Now go, get some rest.” She purred. “I will text you later.”

“Goodnight, Larissa.” You bit your lip, hesitating for a second before eventually placing a kiss on the woman’s cheek.

“Goodnight, darling.” She squeezed your thigh and watched you step out of her car, waiting until you were inside the building before she drove away.

You closed the door behind yourself and let out a breath you didn’t know you had been holding. It had gone…surprisingly well. Larissa was truly charming, she was intelligent, eloquent, and wealthy. And she was breathtakingly beautiful.

You stepped out of your heels and walked through your flat, dropping the envelope on the kitchen counter before you made your way to the bathroom for a well-deserved shower.

Thoughts of the older women flooded your mind as soon as you stepped under the hot water jet. Was she home already? What was she doing? Had she enjoyed her evening? You were pretty sure that she had. More than once you had caught her pupils dilating as you thanked her for what she had picked for you, whether it was the food or the clothing. Was she thinking about you right now like you were thinking about her?

Would you like to have sex with me? - her voice echoed through your mind and you whined, dropping your hand between your legs. There was a sense of urgency in the way you fucked yourself as you thought of Larissa being in control of you, your food, your outfit - God, you’d probably let her take control of your whole being if she asked for it.

“Fuck- Larissa!” Her name rolled from your tongue as you reached your climax, leaving you panting heavily against the shower wall. It was depraved, you thought, fucking yourself thinking of a woman you had just met.

The same thought crossed Larissa’s mind as she slowly pulled her fingers out of herself, pushing them between her lips to lick them clean. It was depraved, but you had looked so good in the dress she’d picked for you and you had been so thankful all night long.

The tall woman opened a kitchen drawer, pulled a cigarette out of it, and lit it while she poured herself a glass of red with her other hand. It usually was either one or the other, but tonight she really needed both. Larissa was hooked, she couldn’t help herself, she loved taking care of a pretty thing.

You grabbed the envelope from the counter on your way to bed, opening it once you had settled down under the duvet. Two hundred dollar bills fell on your lap, making your eyes widen. This was almost double what you’d have made for your shift tonight. You bit your lip and put the money back into the envelope before shoving it inside your bedside table. Maybe you could get used to this, spending time with a beautiful woman and being paid for it. What was that thing she said? Ah, yes, to seek utmost pleasure.

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