WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK JUST POPPED UP IN MY INBOX

no me too I love yapping to ppl and let them yap back like yes please talk to me

i love shit talking on the phone like yes let me tell you how much i hate your ex

Little Pink Bow

Laila Edwards x fem

Laying in bed, your head on her chest while her hand scratches up and down your back soothingly while watching TikTok’s together. One of the videos that come up is of a girl tying a bow around her boyfriend’s arm. You sit up your hands on her chest grabbing the phone from her hands “Please babe please” you beg her smiling and biting your lip at the girl.

“Please what ma?” she asks you raising her brows a bit confused at your antics. You put the phone in her face making her re watch the video “Please can we make this?” you beg her pouting a bit, straddling her waist. Laila rolls her eyes “Why would you want to tie a bow on my arm?” she asks you her hand coming up to hold your waist. You shrug “I dunno because you’re hot and it would be hot” you say bluntly causing her to smile below you.

With a roll of her eyes she nods and you squeal jumping off of her going to your drawers to look for the ribbons you know you had. Laila sits up on the bed in her sports bra and shorts biting her lip as you bend down looking for god knows what. Finding the ribbon you walk back towards her, she opens her legs so you can stand between them.

Standing between her legs the both of you are almost the same height, with her six foot two frame sitting down. You grab her arm with both your hands going to her bicep “You look so pretty” Laila smiles blushing a bit under your gaze. You copy her smile and tie the ribbon around her bicep into a pretty bow. The light pink bow around her big bicep looks so out of place, you loved it though placing a kiss next to it and grabbing the phone from her hands. You film the TikTok and take a few pictures all jittery “This might be the hottest thing I’ve ever seen babe” you let out a deep breath.

Laila flexes her muscles causing the ribbon to snap “No I think that was the hottest thing you have ever seen” she says smirking. You nod you head “Yeah it was” you mumble climbing onto her lap and kissing her lips. Her hand comes to you back pushing you closer to her so your chests are pushed up against one another. Pulling away from the kiss so you can both catch your breath Laila grabs the second bow from your hand and holds your neck up with her other hand.

You look at her confused “What are you doing?” you ask her you hand coming to hold onto the bicep the bow used to be. She moves the hair from your neck moving it to the side. Laila wraps the pink ribbon around your neck and tying it into a bow in the middle. She holds your waist with both her hands pulling you back on her lap “Now that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen” she admits biting her lip. You blush and grab both her cheeks pulling her into another kiss.

You gasp when one of her hands comes up to your neck playing with the bow, giving her an opening to slide her tongue in your mouth. Laila bites your bottom lip holding it between her teeth before letting go. One of her hands hold your waist while the other still plays with the pink bow around your neck.

In a split second she rips the bow off your neck dropping it next to the other ripped little pink bow. You look at her through your lashes biting your lip “Fuck” she breathes out licking her lips at the sight of you all doe eyed on her lap. She flips you both over and hovers over you on the bed “How many more bows do you have?” she asks an idea popping to mind. You furrow your brows confused “A few I think” you guess tilting your head to the side. She gets up grabbing the rest of the bows before climbing on top of you once again smirking.

( hope you enjoyed this lil blurb )

My girl decided to make us all go feral together or something she was bored

Azzi Fudd sighting!!

Welcomed

Kamora Arnold x Fem

Synopsis: Your the newest freshman recruit at UConn and KK takes a liking to you

This morning you had a short meeting with your new coach Geno, since you committed to play basketball for UConn. He told you where you would be staying, what the practice schedule is and all about what you needed to know about the school and team.

Walking around the athletes dorms you have no idea where the hell you’re going. Groaning you sit down on one of the couches re-reading the papers trying to find the one with directions you have written down. While you’re looking for the paper you hear people walk into laughing. Paige stops and looks at you “Yo your the new girl Y/n right?” she asks you walking over, KK and Ice behind her. You nod standing up “Yeah sorry I’m lowkey lost” you admit looking at the other two girls smiling at them.

KK looks you up and down “What’s your dorm number?” she asks you looking down at all the papers in your hand. You hum for a second looking through them “261” you say and KK grins “Yo that’s mines come on I’ll show you” she says grabbing your hand and dragging you along with her leaving Paige and Ice in the living room.

Following KK’s lead she takes you to her dorm room, you look around at her side before throwing your purse on the empty bed across the room. KK sits on her bed “Where’s all your stuff?” she asks you watching you look around in awe. You look back at her “In my car I don’t feel like carrying it all” you tell her watching as she gets up from her bed and grabs your arm “Girlboo no we decorating and getting you moved in right now come on get up” she says pulling you off the bed and out the door. KK goes over to Paige and Ice who were on the couch with Morgan “Yall we finna help the new freshie move in her dorm let’s go right now” she demands pulling you by the arm infront of them.

“Hi your Morgan right? Thank god I’m not the only freshman” you say as she gets up hugging you. She smiles down at you “Yeah it’s nice to meet you come let’s get you stuff” she says. You lead them to your car and Paige gasps “This is fire ass car girl how you get this?” she asks staring at your jeep wrangler in shock.

Shrugging your open the trunk and take out your four suitcases “My mom got it for me it used to be hers” you tell them holding two of your suitcases before KK grabs both of them from your hands them to Paige and Ice. She grabs the other two and starts walking back inside, you lock your car and both you and Morgan start talking while you follow the three older girls in front of you both.

They drop your stuff off in your room before going back to the living room, KK staying with in the room. Looking at her confused “You don’t wanna go back with your friends and relax?” you ask her bending down to open one of your suitcases. She comes down on the floor with you “Nah let me help you ma” she reply’s grabbing some sheets and starting to make your bed for you.

The both of you decorate the dorm together laughing and getting to know each other the whole time.

Flopping down on your now made bed you whine “Why was that so tiring?” you ask turning your head to look at the older girl sitting on her bed. She shrugs “Fuck if I know but we did good ma” she says getting up and coming down to your bed pushing you over so she can lay with you.

Both of your shoulders touching and you turn your head to look at her “Is it hard being away from family and stuff?” you ask her watching as she turns her body to face you.

“Yeah but the people here can make it feel at home. Don’t worry I’ll always be there for you if you need anything” KK tells you one of her hands coming to brush a piece of hair behind your ear.

You can’t stop the butterflies that erupt in your stomach by her touch, you blush a bit looking down shaking your head. KK laughs “I got you cheesing now huh” she teases you before you shove her. Getting up from the bed you flip her off “Shut up” you mumble sliding your shoes back on.

KK watches you get up and you look at her with your hands on your hips “Get up we gonna go get food I’m starving” you say grabbing her hands and pulling her off of your bed. She nods fast and puts her shoes on before grabbing your hand once more dragging you out of your dorm. You knew that this would not be the first time KK was gonna be dragging you around.

Please do one where Paige finds out the reader has a praise kink and it’s gets hot. Do whatever you want with the plot

Good Girl

Paige Bueckers x fem smut

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You’ve been dating Paige for almost a year now, she was the sweetest most caring girlfriend you have ever had in the bedroom and out of it. She is so protective and caring for you, she is always doing things for you as an act of service.

You’re sitting in the living room with Paige and a few of her teammates watching Scream five together. Azzi looks at you pouting “Can you please get me some water? Please” she asks you before Paige slaps her shoulder “Get it yourself lazy bum” she says.

You shrug “I’ll get it lazy Azzi” you get up going to the fridge grabbing a bottle of water for Azzi, and some coke for Paige. You hope down on the couch and hand them their drinks “Your so sweet” Paige says kissing you head before wrapping her arm around you like before. Her words went straight down to your core, you always had a thing for being praised but you didn’t tell Paige you thought it was embarrassing.

KK groans “This is boring let’s watch something else” she complains for the thousandth time. Everyone looks at her and you shrug “Yeah it is I’ve watched it before like twice” you say aloud. KK points at your shaking her head “See let’s go play basketball a game losers have to clean the whole dorm” she says shrugging her shoulders. Everyone looks at each other nodding “Okay but we have two captains I say it’s Paige and KK since it was KK’s idea for this” Ice says.

Both Paige and KK stand up and do rock paper scissors to see who gets first pick. Kamora wins and points at Azzi “Your on my team Az” she smirks as Azzi walks up next to her. Paige immediately looks at you and grabs your hand pulling you into her side “My girl on my team” she states. You look at her shocked and move away from her “I don’t play basketball I manage the team I’m not bouta get crushed when one of you giraffes fall on top of me” you state before crossing your arms shaking your head. Paige shrugs “Nope you’re playing” she says dragging you next to her while KK choses her next pick. The teams are Team 1, which is KK, Azzi, Ice, Yanna, and Team 2 is Paige , you, Nika, Jana.

You all go down to the court and you sigh and look up at Paige “Come on please I don’t wanna play” you whine. She kisses your forehead “Please do it for me” she puts and you nod slowly, still not sure of this. She cheers and drags you towards her team, KK raises her arms and yells “FIRST TEAM TO TEN POINTS WINS” everyone nods agreeing with her.

The game starts and Paige gets the ball dribbling back and forth before throwing it to Nika who shoots a two pointer. The team cheers as KK groans, the serve is the ball and Jana dribbles before Azzi steals the ball from her and shoots a three after a minute of dribbling back and forth while Paige tries to steal the ball from her. The game goes on for a while before it’s 9 to 9 next point wins the game. You haven’t really done anything but watch and run back and forth. KK dribbles the ball before you steal it from her and hold it not moving “What do I do?” you ask scared. Paige yell from across the court “Just shoot baby” you nod and shoot and somehow score a three against everyone’s expectations.

Paige yells and grabs you holding your up in the air spinning your around before putting you back “Good girl baby” she whispers. You look down a blush covering your cheeks and she squints her eyes “What?” She asks. You shrug and walk away leaving her confused KK groans and leans on you “This is not fair you don’t even play” she complains before groaning.

Everyone starts walking down to the dorm room and KK, Azzi, Ice and Yanna start cleaning the living room complaining every five minutes.

You sit on Paige’s bed playing with your fingers while she changes, she turns and looks at you “What happened why you get all shy on me?” she says walking up to you tilting your chin to look up at her. You shrug “No reason Paige forget it” you say sternly.

Paige pushes you down on the bed and starts kissing your neck “Nuh uh tell me baby” she says kissing right under your ear softly. Your thighs squeeze together under her while she counties her assault on your neck “Is it cuz I said you’re a good girl huh baby you like that” you accidentally let out a noah at her words. She moves her head from your neck and looks at you “You like being praised? That makes so much sense now” she says smiling ear to ear.

This is one of the most embarrassing things that have happened, you cover your with your hands “Shut up” you mumble. Paige shakes her head no “It’s okay baby I promise wanna be good girl for me” she teases you.

“Yeah I’ll be so good for you Paige” you say and she smirks flipping you both over so your straddling her waist. You bite your lip and look at her “What do you want Paigey?” you ask her. She smirks pushing your body down so your laying on top of her “Put that mouth to good use baby” she says before grabbing the back of you head. You move down her body kissing her abs before moving down to her legs and pulling her shorts and boxers down.

You kiss the inside of her thighs before licking a stripe up her folds. She groans and pulls on your hair you take that as a sign to start licking at her clit. You lick up and down her clit as she moans “Your doing so good baby” she praises you. You slide your tongue inside of her and she moan gripping your hair harder. You move your hand to slide two fingers inside of her. Paige’s other hand squeezes the bed frame as she moans, her abs flexing as the feeling of her stomach that she is going to cum comes back.

You move your fingers inside of her still licking and biting at her clit “Good girl you’re so good my best girl” she moans out squeezing around your fingers.

Curling your fingers inside of her she moans looking down at you as you lift your head from her pussy. You kiss and bite all over her abs as your fingers speed up inside of her. She grabs your chin bringing you to kiss her as she moans “I’m gonna cum baby” she says after pulling away from the kiss.

“Come on Paigey come for me” you tell her curling your fingers once more inside of her as she comes all over them. She moans out of breath and you slide your fingers out of her and bring them to your mouth sucking her juices off of them.

Paige laughs and brings one of her hands to pet your head “You did so good such a good girl” she smirks seeing your blush at her words.

You shove her and lay your head on her chest “Stop Paige” you say your voice soft. Paige laughs again “Fuck no I’m using this against you all the time if it means you fuck me like that” she smirks and you lift your head to look at her rolling your eyes. Before pulling her into a long kiss.

pretty girls

pairing : azzi fudd x reader

warnings : smut.

notes : azzi 😍💞💓🌸💗💗🪷💖🥰💝💘🌼🌺🌺❣️💞💞💞 thats all.

words : 1898

you and azzi collapse onto the couch in the dorm, exhausted. drunk. annoyed.

tonight was a dud, to say the least. you’ve barely had any time to go out and have fun, like you should as college students, because of basketball and junior year being the absolute worst when it comes to your workload. and then, on the one night you do have off, free of practice for the next couple days and all your homework turned in, both the guys you planned on spending it with turned out to be absolute dicks.

yours had seemed nice enough, in the beginning. he’d been the one ask you out after over a week of staring you down in your shared econ class, take you, azzi, and the football player she’s been talking to out to some club in hartford, and then back to his place after a couple hours of dancing and taking shots. but just as he’d gotten you back to his dorm and out of your clothes, he’d said something so boyishly disgusting, it’d taken real reserve for you to not to slap him before pushing him off of you, re–dressing, collecting your things, and getting the hell out of there.

it’d been pure coincidence that azzi texted asking if you could meet with her as you’d stumbled out of werth tower, phone in one hand and your heels in clutched in the other. you’re not sure what happened with her and her football player— it couldn’t have been good, judging by how her makeup was running. you’d felt bad, and held her hand the whole uber ride back to the dorm, the pad of your thumb caressing the back of her hand.

“want a water?” you ask the girl, tiredly. you’re still very much inebriated and standing could result in a pretty embarrassing fall.

she nods, though, and so you decide to risk it, stumbling into the kitchen and at one point using the wall for support. you grab two bottled waters and pad back into the living room, handing one to azzi and sighing as you sit back down next to her, close. you can feel the heat from her body radiating onto you.

“that fucking sucked,” you gripe, recalling the night, earning a weak, drunken laugh from azzi.

“dudes…” she says, rolling her eyes and taking a sip of her water, eliciting giggles from yourself. a single word is enough to get her point across; men fucking suck.

“ugh, and i’m still wet,” you murmur to yourself, the alcohol in your system removing any filter you’d have otherwise. you and azzi are close, so this is probably the least provocative thing you’ve said to her tonight; you both laugh at the statement. you shift uncomfortably and tug at the end of your dress. you need to get out of this chiffon and take a long, hot shower.

azzi turns to look at you, one of her curls falling out of place. she still looks so pretty, even though her makeup had gotten messy. her big brown eyes and perfect, clear skin and full lips. how could anyone fumble her and live with themselves?

“what?” she giggles at how long you’ve been looking at her.

“nothin’,” you smile back. “you’re just too pretty to be crying over some guy.”

then, azzi leans in and kisses you. she pulls back to assess your reaction, before kissing you again when you don’t look petrified or disgusted. you let her slip her tongue into your mouth this time, and surprise yourself with the little moan that comes with it, eyes fluttering closed. your back naturally arches to push up against her.

you lose track of how long you make out before azzi’s hand finds it way to your knee, resting there gingerly, “can i…?”

“like, finger me?” you ask dumbly, because fingering is definitely a step above kissing. plenty of girls that are straight and just friends kiss each other, even make out. but you and azzi are crossing into the territory of actually having sex.

seeing as you play basketball, the conversation of sexuality has obviously come up before, often. every other morning, actually, as paige feels the need to recount her sexcapades to you all. you hadn’t really thought about yours until you got to uconn, and then decided to quietly give yourself the title of unlabeled, while still just hooking up with guys because that’s all you knew. you didn’t think azzi…

“it doesn’t have to mean anything, if that’s what you’re worried about,” she assures you, her tone surprisingly casual, like she’s trying to convince you to try a new drink at the bar or attempt a shot you haven’t tried before at practice, not breach the basis of your close but purely platonic relationship. “we’re just having fun.”

you consider your position— on the couch, in the dorm, basically out in the open. the other girls had gone out, too, to ted’s, of course. but knowing them, with a schedule this clear, they won’t be home any time soon. and wet is an understatement; you’re practically aching down there, you need to be touched so bad. what could it possibly hurt?

“okay,” you say, finally, a smile slowly spreading over your features. azzi pecks your lips once more before sliding her hand further up your leg.

never having done this before, you’re nervous as you part your thighs, just slightly, still confined by the tight dress, but then her hand is there, warm palms caressing your skin and inching closer and closer towards your core. you gasp when her fingers finally graze the thong you’d put on, feeling a rush of wetness between your folds at the small contact.

“is this still okay?” your friend asks, voice barely above a whisper, and you nod, almost embarrassingly quickly. so she keeps going, experimentally rubbing you through your underwear and you keep gasping, bordering on whimpering with every touch.

“here,” azzi climbs off of the couch and positions herself between your knees, encourages you to push yourself forward by grabbing onto your hips and finally pushing up that dress. when she finally gets you out of your thong, carelessly tossing the garment aside, it’s less like she’s actually trying to get you off and more like curious touching, unknowingly sending you closer and closer to the edge as she spreads your lips open, drags her index finger up from your slit to your clit. “you are really wet,” she muses, pulling her hand away, bringing her thumb and index finger together just to pull them apart and watch as a thin string of your arousal connects them. you blush, suddenly embarrassed, thighs twitching. “it’s okay, just relax for me.”

she smiles up at you so sweetly, and you’re trying to, throwing your head back and closing your eyes and trying to even out your breathing, but then she’s bringing her face toward your cunt, flattening her tongue against you and licking upward, sending shockwaves up your spine, and you can’t help but squirm and whine. “open your legs a little wider, y/n… good girl,” she instructs, and your head practically feels like it’s swimming at the words, unbelievably sexy in her voice.

“a–az,” you want desperately to grasp at her hair, but know how long it took for her to style her curls, so you opt to just fist your hands into the sofa and cry out when she sucks your clit into her mouth.

the way azzi’s using her mouth so well and holding your legs open with a firm grip on your thighs makes you wonder if this is her first time with another girl, too. she doesn’t look grossed out by the taste or confused on how to make you feel good. if anything, when she drags her tongue down from your clit to your entrance, licking into you, she seems all too happy to responsible for the long, drawn out moan it elicits from you, and repeats the motion until you’re practically crying. when you feel your heart start to hammer against your chest, you know you’re not going to last much longer.

azzi removes her mouth from your pussy, but quickly replaces it with a pair of fingers, working over your clit at high speed while she presses wet kisses to your thighs. all it takes is a few more flicks of her wrist to make you cum, thighs trembling and toes curling into the carpet. she doesn’t stop playing with your clit until your moans turn into winces, signaling that you’re being overstimulated.

you feel almost delirious as azzi climbs into your lap, arms looping around your neck. it feels almost natural for you to place your hands on her waist, looking up at her like she hung the moon. “was i good?”

“i can’t feel my legs, i think,” you rasp in response, earning laughter from the girl, before she leans down to kiss you, the taste of your own cum potent on her lips and tongue.

as the kiss intensifies, you just go with the flow, letting your hands slip past the hem of the crop top azzi had worn. you push the fabric up until its bunched up at her chest, glad to find she went braless, and, tentatively, take her breasts into your hands, fondling them gently. azzi chuckles at your obvious nervousness and lack of experience, but her laughter quickly melts into soft moans as you take one into your mouth, sucking firmly— you don’t think you’ve ever heard a prettier sound. you don’t think you’re going to be able to just go without ever hearing that sound again.

releasing her nipple, you let your free hand travel down to the button on azzi’s shorts, popping it open, and pulling down the zipper with haste. despite the constricting denim, your hand still fits into the opening, past the hem of her panties. you figure it can’t be much different than getting yourself off with your own fingers, so you just go by what you’d do if you were on your own, rubbing slow circles into azzi’s clit to work her up before quickening the pace.

she buries her face into your neck, moans muffled as her hold on you tightens— you take that, and how wet she is, as a sign that you’re doing it right, and continue until you feel her physically shaking in your arms. “fuck, y/n, i’m gonna—” she cuts herself off with a high–pitched moan, and you continue to rub her clit through her orgasm until she stops grinding down against your hand. you rub her back, also, feeling that you’re actually kind of good at this. that you could get used to it.

the exhaustion from the night seems to hit you both like a brick, all of a sudden, and you both just sort of slump over in that position, limbs tangled and all.

Ball in hoop

Happy baller

Yayayayayay

someone come talk basketball to me

omg for recs maybe one where emily teaches you how to play basketball :D

MY TEACHER

Emily Engstler x fem

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“Come on baby please” Emily says standing behind you in the kitchen, while you cook lunch for you both. You shake your head no to the girl, she has been begging and begging to teach you basketball. You loved Emily with your whole heart, you both having been dating for around a year now. Emily was a great basketball player and you supported her with your whole heart. She’s been wanting to teach you basketball since you guys first got together but you haven’t let her yet not wanting to be embarrassed by how bad you are at the sport.

Emily wraps her arms around your waist and leans down her head finding its place in your neck. You sigh “You know I suck at basketball right?” you ask the girl behind you.

The taller girl kisses the side of your neck before leaning near your ear “So I’ll be your teacher baby come on please” she begs before squeezing her arms that were around you.

You sigh again “Fine just this once okay?” you ask moving the pasta into two bowls for the both of you. Emily smiles into your neck and kisses your head “Thanks baby” she grabs the bowls and you both sit down to eat for a bit.

Once you finish you get up and change into a pair of shorts and a tube top. Emily walks in “You should were sneakers and put your hair up so it doesn’t get in your face” Emily advises you. She goes in your shared closet and hand you a pair of your new balance sneakers.

You groan “How long is this going to take?” you whine not wanting to do anything that involves work on your day off. Emily points her tattooed hand in your face “No attitude baby just relax” she says sternly looking at you before grabbing your purse with one hand and your arm in the other.

She drags you down to her car, you take a deep breath as she opened the passenger door for you. She closes it and goes to the drivers seat and starts the car. You look at her “Please go easy on me” you pout trying to convince the girl.

Emily shakes her head at you and starts driving down to the gym that was for her team “Yeah no Ima turn you into an athlete today” she smiles at you. You groan and lean your head on the closed window in her car. You did not want to go out today, all you wanted to do was stay home and relax with Emily but you know how excited she was so you pushed through.

Emily’s hand comes down and starts rubbing up and down your thigh “Don’t worry baby I got you” she says not tearing her eyes away didn’t the road.

Once you guys get to the gym together Emily grabs your hand dragging you down to the court. Luckily for you it was empty because there wasn’t any practice today all the girls had a day off. Emily grabs a ball and starts dribbling it before running up to you.

She holds your hands and puts the ball in them “Just dribble it a bit baby” she says grabbing another ball to show you what to do.

You try and it goes well for a few seconds before landing on your foot and the ball rolls away from you. You shrug “Oh well that was fun time to go” you say in a sarcastic tone. You try to walk away but Emily grabs you by the back of your shirt dragging you back towards her.

She holds you against her, your back on her stomach “Don’t be a brat” she whispers her voice husky in your ear. You nod and she squeezes you against her before moving away and bending her knees to shoot the ball.

“Ight so watch what I do than copy me after okay?” She asks looking at you for confirmation. You say nothing and she raises her brows “Okay?” She asks again. You nod and sigh “Fine”.

She shoot the ball successfully making a three pointer. You clap your hands “Yeah babe you did so good” you cheer jumping in a circle. She grabs the ball and hands it to you “Your turn now” she says moving you to stand in-front of the hoop.

You hold the ball nervously not wanting to embarrass yourself, you look back at Emily and she sees the look in your eyes. She walks up to you and rubs your shoulders “You got this baby relax okay. We can shoot a few times then go to the movies huh. How about that? What’s that movie you wanted to see Inside out? We can go” she whispers to you calming your nerves.

You nod and relax before throwing the ball, making an air ball, you groan “See? I suck you’re the hot athlete and I’m the pretty model okay? Why change a good thing?” You ask her turning your head pouting. Emily shoves your head lightly and hands you another ball “If you get one in I’ll let you do that thing you’ve been wanting to do” she says biting her lip.

You gasp looking at her shocked “Really? You will let me tie you up and stuff” you ask smiling.

Emily rolls her eyes “Yeah fine” she says and you start to move your body to throw the ball. Before you can shoot Emily moves your arms and pushes you to bend you knees “Just like that now throw with the muscles in your shoulders” the taller girl advices you.

You shoot the ball and it rolls around the hoop before eventually falling in. Emily looks shocked rubbing her face, she didn’t think you would actually make it in. You jump up and down clapping your hands running into her arms smiling up at the girl.

You grab her tattooed hand and kiss it a few times “Let’s go home now I can’t wait” you smile as she groans.

“What about I tie you up huh? You know you love me in control baby” Emily says looking down at you licking her lips. You did love her in control but you wanted so badly to prove to her you weren’t the submissive little girl she believed you were.

“How about no, I’ll tie you up and show you who is boss” you smirk grabbing her hand and dragging her outside of the gym back to her car.

You push her back onto the car door “You know I learned from the best, my teacher” you smile opening the drivers door for her. Emily shakes her head trying to hide the smile on her face from you.

You jump into the passenger seat your legs shaking “I’m so excited this is going to be so fun” you say smiling. Emily grabs your thigh and starts rubbing small circles into the inner part of your thigh. You look at her “Don’t be nervous baby you’re always in charge now it’s my turn” you say licking your lips looking at her. Emily was so attractive when she was driving, the way her tattooed hands squeezed the wheel and the way her eyes were so focused.

Emily grabs your hand and brings it to her lips kissing it “Only for you baby” she says against your hand before bringing it back down on your lap rubbing your knuckles.

The whole drive home all you could think about was how excited you were for finally being able to do the thing you have always wanted to do with the girl.

I just wanna hug Paige all day, shove my head in her chest and wrap my arms around her and never let go

She literary commented on my post confirming sorry conrad she’s mine

Last update: he basically confirmed (we all knew already) that he has a crush on her

@cosmopretty (aka laila’s wife) don’t tweak out babe.