#emily engstler smut
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jealous - e.e. ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚
pairing(s): emily engstler x female!reader
warnings: clubbing, slight angst, smut, fingering (r!recieving) oral (r!recieving), scissoring
summary: emily wants to make it up to you after she finds out you were jealous.
⇾ ty to @astroph1les for encouraging me to make this <333
the music was blasting. the lights were so bright it felt like your head was gonna explode. you were already on your third drink and you could barely even stand up straight.
from across the room you could see your girlfriend. she was smiling and laughing with one of her friends. you started to make your way over to her but before you could some girl popped up in front of her. from afar you couldn’t tell what was being said but whatever it was it made emily smile.
you didn’t want to get jealous over something so small but you just couldn’t help it. as you watched for longer you could tell the girl was flirting with her. the way she kept hitting her on the arm and smiling at her anytime she would say something almost made you nauseous.
you couldn’t stand watching it anymore so you set down the drink in your hand and walked over towards them. you heard the girl giggling at something emily had said once you got closer. “hiii baby.” you said as you were now standing right next to emily.
she looked over at you and smiled but then went back to talking to the girl who was still standing there. you couldn’t even believe she just ignored you like that. you were literally standing right next to her and all she cares about is some random girl who’s been flirting with her for the past 20 minutes.
you moved closer to her, not caring that you had just cut off their conversation. “can we please go?” you whispered in her ear. she looked over at you “one second baby.” was all she said in response. you stood there, shocked that your girlfriend was really paying more attention to some stranger instead of you.
you didn’t wanna watch this happen anymore so you decided you were just going to leave without her. you walked away from the two of them and made your way to the door, leaving the club.
this caught emily’s attention and she was chasing after you right away. “hey! babe where are you going?” she yelled out at you. you guys were now standing outside of the club. music could still be heard from inside and you could feel the effect from your previous drinks catching up to you.
“going home. you won’t even talk to me.” you replied dryly, not even looking at her. as you started to walk away emily was right behind you. “hey hey! stop it!” she said as she stopped you by grabbing your hand.
“baby, look at me! i’m sorry i wasn’t trying to ignore you i promise.” you looked at her then down at her hand that was resting on yours. you were unconvinced, “why were you paying more attention to that random girl than me?” you asked her staring into her eyes.
she chuckled slightly at your question. “babe.. that was just an old friend we were catching up.” she said her eyes meeting yours once again. “it’s not funny. i didn’t like the way she was touching you and laughing at everything you said.” you said slightly turning away from her.
she grabbed your face and rested her hand on your cheek. “oh my god.. were you jealous?” she asked you with a huge grin on her face. you rolled your eyes at her words and looked down at the ground.
“oh come on you have nothing to be jealous about. i’m all yours.” she said grabbing your face again, making you look at her. you smiled at this and she smiled back. “want me to make it up to you?” she asked and you nodded. she was picking you up before you could even realizing what was happen and she carried you all the way back to your guys’ apartment.
when you made it there she carried you inside and set you down on the bed. she crawled on top of you and she placed a soft kiss to your lips. she moved her hands to your sides but then moved them to roam inside your shirt. “take this off.” she demanded as she started placing kisses to your neck.
before you knew it you were completely naked and so was she. she stared at you before kissing you again which caused you to let out a soft moan. “em.. need you so bad please.” you whispered into her ear. she started to leave kisses down your stomach and all over your things. you swore you could feel your pussy getting wetter the more she teased you.
“so wet for me baby.” she said as she swiped a finger over your folds. she started to rub her fingers over your clit moving them in a circular motion. you moaned even louder at the contact and this made her move faster. she placed two fingers inside of your hole and started to suck on your clit.
you were squirming from underneath her as she moved faster. she could tell you were getting close and this made her add another finger. “fuck! emily feels so fucking good!” you cried out as you could feel yourself reaching your climax.
“cum for me, pretty girl.” she whispered. you released all over her fingers and she licked up every last drop. she climbed up towards you and smiled before kissing you once more.
after she pulled away she moved so she was completely on top of you. she aligned her pussy with your own before pressing down to grind down on to you. you both let out moans at the feeling. emily started moving faster rubbing her clit against yours.
“oh my god! fuck- em… feels soo good! please faster!”
emily swayed her hips moving faster as she slid against you harder. you could feel yourself getting close again. “want you to cum for me again.” she said making eye contact with you as she led you to your climax. you could feel her release at the same time you did. “good girl.”
once you two had finished she laid down next to you and kissed you on your forehead. “that was fucking amazing, em. i love you.” you said as you looked into her eyes once more. she gave you another smile “i love you more, baby.” she said before getting off the bed and walking towards the bathroom.
“where are you going?” you yelled out to her as you were now left alone on the bed.
“gonna draw us a bath!” she yelled back and right after that you could hear the water running. you smiled to yourself before going to join her in the bathroom.
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Emily engstler x passenger princess!reader go on a road trip
can be one shot/headcannon
emily engstler x passenger princess!gf hcs
˚ · .·˚ ༘*ೃ༄ʬ꩜ emily engstler and passenger princess gf on a roadtrip,,
— it’s……. so chaotic
— she’s trying to body slam all of your bags into the trunk while you sit and watch
- you always ask if she wants help but she says no.
— once the two of you finally get on the road she’s a little more relaxed
— her hand is immediately on some part of your body
- hand, shoulder, back of your neck, thighs, anywhere she can reach tbh
— you guys listen to sapphic music together!!
- she’s always giving you the aux 🤗
— if the roadtrip is late at night she gets really sappy for some reason
- always giving some love-drunk confession
- “i can’t wait to marry you.”
- “i always felt like green was your color baby.”
- “i love it when you hum.”
— “can i have a kiss?”
- “but you’re driving?”
- “doesn’t matter.”
— she ALWAYS insists on driving
— she also always tries to pack you snacks for the road and a blanket so you can be cozy
— “oh my god that fast food is making my car stink so bad.”
- “no im pretty sure that’s your attitude stinking it up in here.”
— you need to use the bathroom every hour…..
— windows down on summer days >>>>
— “you look so pretty right now.”
— if you brought a book to read she’ll ask if you can read it out loud
— “i’m so hungry i’m gonna eat you emily.”
- “i wouldn’t mind.”
— “baby don’t put your feet on the dash, that’s dangerous.”
— even though she packs you snacks you always end up getting something at the gas station or some fast food restaurant
— you always get out of the car with her at the gas station because you just want to hold and kiss her
- it’s been awhile and you miss her
— “can i get a chip please?”
- you feed it to her 🤗
— you guys play stupid games together to help the time pass
- “ok.. lemme think. oh! ok ok i got one. she’s a ten buuuuttttt she never brushes her teeth.”
- “ew what?! gross. zero. she’s a zero.”
— you’re always taking scenic photos
— sometimes you like to video the roadtrip just for cute memories
— “babe there’s something in the road..”
- “OH SHIT”
- “OH MY GOD OH MY FUCK! DONT SWERVE LIKE THAT EM.”
— “i forgot my water so im gonna drink some of yours.”
— she tries to keep you awake as long as possible but you falling asleep is just inevitable
- will talk your ear off anyway
— emily likes to take pictures of you when you fall asleep
- when she show you said pictures you get mad because,
- “why are you on your phone if you’re driving.”
— “you look really cozy over there…”
- “i am. thanks for noticing.”
- gives you the most diabolical side-eye
— lets not talk about that time you teased her though……. iykyk
— she likes holding your hand and kissing your knuckles
- says it helps her focus
— you like holding her hand and playing with her fingers or tracing her tattoos
— “are we almost there?!”
— you always wear fluffy socks 🤗🤗🤗
— you guys always scream song lyrics together LMAO
— “that sign says tennessee but babe.. you’re the only ten i see.”
- “please never speak again.”
— you always lean the seat all the way back
- it pisses emily off LOL
— “babe i think you need to put your shoes back on.. somethings stinks..”
-……….
- “OW! babe i was just joking.”
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i had to make this twice cause i accidentally swiped out right as i finished it…….. 👹
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why do i hear purring rn???
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Let’s Stay Home (PT 2) . EE
pairing: emily engstler x reader
synopsis: see part 1
A/N: THIS IS ANOTHER POOR ATTEMPT OF ME WRITING SMUT, I APOLOGIZE FOR HOW BAD THIS IS LOL!!
MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI
she was restless all night. you could tell from the way her hands shook when she poured your glass of wine and from the way her legs bounced under the table. her hands refused to leave the plushness of your thighs the entirety of dinner, strong and lengthy fingers scrunching at the fabric of your dress. you tired to act nonchalant about it, wanting to have a nice dinner with your girlfriend. but the more she kept dropping suggestive little comments and touching you discreetly, the more you tried to get out of that restaurant as quick as possible.
the wine turned sour and your meal became bland the more you had to endure emily’s torture. it didn’t sit right with you that you were the only one being taunted, so you decided to do a bit of teasing of your own. throughout the night, you’d do small things that you knew would get a rise out of her.
you started out with cluelessly playing with your hair, something that had her constantly distracted. then you’d purposely lean your elbows on the table which pushed out your cleavage ever so slightly. emily, sitting next to you at the table, would hardly be able to finish her sentence as the tops of your breasts came into view. it was almost becoming too easy at this point. then, to be extra cruel, you’d run the toe of your heel up her leg. it sent shivers up emily’s arms as she watched you do it, the end of your dress hiking up your leg as you moved your foot up and down. her mind kept reverting back to earlier that night, when you guided her hand across the intricate lace of your new lingerie. thoughts of ripping that dress right off of you replayed over and over, something she had every intention of doing.
she tried her best to seem unbothered, like you had done when she couldn’t keep her hands off you, but she was failing miserably. her hand would often find its way to her mouth, biting on her knuckles to ground herself. you had fucked her up beyond belief and you hadn’t even laid a finger on her. she was a mess for the remaining moments of dinner, couldn’t even take the last bite from her plate before she was hailing over the waiter and paying the check. although she was more than eager to get you back home, wanting to take off that stupid fucking dress that caused this whole thing in the first place, she kept her composure as she guided you out to the car.
“you’re a fuckin tease,” she said as the doors to the car shut, you were already doing up your seat belt “d’you know that?”
“i don’t know what you’re talking about, em” but you did. you knew exactly what she was referring too.
“you’re in for it when we get home” she implied, muttering under her breath.
“that attitude isn’t going to get you that surprise” you chimed, watching as her hands gripped the steering wheel suddenly “may i remind you?”
she said nothing, only shaking her head and jutting her tongue across the inside of her cheek. she did up her own seatbelt quickly before speeding out of the parking lot to get home. she didn’t now how much longer she could last.
you considered being a bit nicer for the car ride home, but something in you just couldn’t resist messing with emily a tiny bit more. she just looked too good over there in the drivers seat. her hands grasped the steering wheel, making her veins bulge ever so slightly as she drove. her blazer had been discarded to the back seat which left her in a plain white button up. the sleeves were rolled up to her elbow, displaying her toned muscles. she looked positively irresistible, there was no chance you were stopping any time soon.
you snaked your hand over the car console, fingertips lightly gliding over to emily’s thigh. your hand rested on her legs, positioned in dangerous territory. your touch hovered over where she needed you most. you felt her tense up, shifting in her seat and spreading her legs open more. you began to run your hand up and down her thigh painfully slow, making her jerk her hips into you. a satisfied smirk toyed at your lips as you kept your gaze on the road in front of you. you could feel her eyes shift to you and then the road then back to you again.
“i’m serious, ma” she croaked “stop teasing me”
“m’just tryna get you warmed up baby” you stated, stopping the motion of your hand with a gentle pat “relax”
she felt like all the air had been knocked out of her, words becoming caught in her throat before she could muster a response. a faint groan emitted from her lips when you continued the soothing movements of your hand. it was impossible for her to say anything the rest of the ride home, too busy imagining what she was going to do to you when you got inside.
the car pulled to an abrupt stop as emily pulled into the drive way. her buckle was undone in seconds, turning off the ignition and bolting to your side of the car. she opened your door, offering her hand to you to help you out. you smiled sweetly at her as you accepted it and followed her inside your shared home.
you weren’t able to turn the lights to kitchen on before you felt familiar hands on you waist, soft lips meeting with the skin of your neck. you could feel the tension between the two of you as you sighed deeply, reaching helplessly for the light switch.
“leave it” she demanded, pushing your hand away from the light switch as she guided you towards the stairs. she couldn’t wait another second to get you into bed.
“em,” you muttered, tilting your head to the side to allow her more access to kiss down your shoulder.
“cant wait to get you out of this fucking dress” she said as you approached the door of your bedroom “i believe i’m owed a surprise, am i not?”
once you had made it inside, you were instantly hit with the soft glow of the moonlight that flooded through the window. you turned around to face emily, admiring her features through the dimly lit room. she was breathtaking, hair pulled back, shirt already half way unbuttoned. she wasn’t lying-she really couldn’t wait.
“maybe…” you licked your lips, slipping off your heels and reaching behind you to undo the zipper of your gown “you’ll have to come and find out”
something in emily switched, like she was being granted something that she had been waiting for for centuries. in lighting speed, she had closed any space between the two of you, pulling you flush against her. her lips met with yours hungrily, tongue sliding into your mouth as you groaned deeply. the kisses were sloppy and wet, but certainly passionate. she reached behind you to push your hands away from the zipper, taking the liberty to do it herself. without pulling away from you, she delicately tugged the satin fabric down your body, letting it pool at your feet.
“hope you like it,” you smiled against her, moving your head back to allow her to view your stripped figure “picked it out just for you”
weeks ago, you’d purchased the most gorgeous set of lingerie as a small gift for yours and emily’s anniversary. it was a dainty little set, red and lacey and tight. the bra was strapless and quite sheer, adorned with thin lace flowers. the matching thong was similar in design, the crimson material hugging your ass in the most flattering way. you remembered trying it one when you had got home while emily was away at practice, you had never felt so beautiful in your life.
“oh my god” her gaze dropping as she took a step away from you. her jaw slacked, eyes blown wide with lust as she took you in “jesus fucking christ baby”
“is it ok?” you asked innocently, wanting to hear her say it aloud.
“is it ok?” she scoffed, shepherding you towards the bed. you felt the backs of your knees meet with the foot of the bed, making you stumble slightly “baby, it’s more than ok, you look fucking stunning”
with a tender nudge, she pushed you onto the bed, forcing you to sit on the linen duvet. you leaned back onto your elbows and spread your legs to make room for her. she moseyed in between your legs, unbuttoning the rest of her white button up in the process, eyeing you up and down. she shrugged off her shirt, now fumbling with the buckle of her belt and the clasp of her dress pants. you watched impatiently, wanting her hands on you as soon as possible.
her now naked figure hovered over you, knee slotting in between your legs. she leaned down far enough to where her lips were inches away from yours. you closed your eyes, whimpering as you bucked your hips to try and create friction between your clothed cunt and her bare thigh.
“em, please” you moaned.
“please what?” she smirked, hands planted on either side of your torso to keep her above you.
she moved away from your face, now shifting to kiss along the exposed parts of your body. her lips left messy kisses along your collarbone, then to the tops of your breasts where she left deep purple marks along your skin. she exhaled breathlessly as she reached your bra, staring at the way your nipples hardened through the thin lace. she brought a hand up behind you to unclasp the bra in one fell swoop, allowing the beautiful fabric to cascade down your chest. satisfied, she wrapped her lips around your nipple, her hand kneading at your other tit. you gasped at the sensation, your own hand finding its way to the back of her head. she switched to the other one, tongue swirling across the pebbled bud. but she only stopped when she heard you, your meek voice echoing off the walls.
“please touch me-don’t stop”
those three words were all she needed to hear, her gateway into complete bliss. she pushed off of the bed to kneel in front of you, hands gliding down the sides of your body until they reached the waistband of your panties.
“anything for you”
you looked down, eyebrows knit together in anticipation as you felt emily’s hot breathe against your core. she looked at you through hooded eyes, biting down on her lip as she took in such a beautiful sight: you laid on the bed, practically naked and begging for her to touch you. her fingers hooked under the band of your underwear and tugged gingerly.
“can i?” she asked. you nodded vigorously in return.
without hesitation, she began to pull your panties down your legs, tossing them to the side. the coolness of the air hits you quickly enticing a small jolt from you. emily ran her tongue over the top row of her teeth, leaning back on her heels to admire that state of your aching pussy. you were already soaked for her, arousal quite literally oozing from you, which most definitely left a noticeable spot on your underwear throughout dinner.
“so fucking pretty, this pussy” she cooed, giving your thighs a small massage before running a finger through your folds. you groaned, not content with her reservedness “this all f’me?”
“yea, em-all for you”
she placed various kisses to your inner thighs before turning her attention to where you had been pleading for her to touch. fingers spreading you open, you felt her tongue come into contact with you. she licked a deep stripe up your pussy, attaching her lips to your clit as she sucked slowly. you moaned loudly, fingernails finding her scalp and gripping the roots of her hair. she took this as a sign of endearment, slipping down to sink the length of her tongue in your throbbing hole.
“holy shit-” you cried, hearing the obscene noises emitting from your pussy. the way her tongue swirled in your wetness, provoking the wettest squelching noises that had you at a loss for words.
“that’s it, ma” she inserted a finger into you, feeling the way your body tensed upon the feeling. you tightened around her finger as you breathed loudly into the humid room “that’s my good fucking girl”
she watched as your back arched, perky tits pointed to the ceiling and your head digging farther back into the mattress. god you were unbelievable. she added another finger to you, making a small scissoring motion to lure you to your orgasm. she found herself moaning into you, completely lost in the taste of you. she didn’t think she could ever get enough of it, wishing she could lay between your legs forever. the pace of her fingers sped up and she could sense herself becoming increasingly wet the more you moaned out in intense pleasure. she was eating you out like it was her last meal, sucking and licking every inch of you until your body began to heave, insinuating you were getting close.
“oh baby, yes” you gripped the back of her head harder “don’t stop, em, i’m gonna-oh my-i’m gonna cum”
you humped her face vigorously, feeling your slick coating her mouth and chin. it was like you had no control of your body with the way your hips moved back and forth. you could feel your high approaching quickly as emily continued to devour you.
“i-i’m so close” your words began slurring together.
“i know” emily curled her fingers into you, hitting that delicious, spongy spot inside of you “i know”
your eyes rolled to the back of your head, knowing the familiar feeling that was beginning to build up. her tongue and fingers kept their speed, making you overwhelmed with ecstasy. emily felt your legs starting to shake and noticed how your breathe became staggered.
“you got it,” she coaxed you “cum for me, come on, give it to me”
you let out a lewd and obscene moan as you reached your high, cumming on her face promptly. they approached near sobs as the pleasure washed over you, transcending your whole body. emily wasted no time in lapping up your juices, catching every last drop of your release. her tongue cleaned you up as you sunk into the bed, recovering from your orgasm.
emily got off of her knees and joined you on the bed as you scooted up to lay against the plush pillows. she laid next to you, bringing you into her bare chest, feeling the rapid beat of your heart. she raked her fingers through your hair as you smiled drowsily, still on cloud nine.
“you did so good, baby” she pressed her lips to the top of your head, grinning from ear to ear as she thought about how much she loved you “so so good”
you hummed in response, lifting your head to look at her. you returned her smile while drawing yourself away from her. ignoring the trembling of your legs, you hoisted yourself to straddle emily. she looked at you confused as her hands instinctively rested on the dips of your waist. what a vision you were, tall and proud and positively glistening in your own sweat.
“what’re you doing?”
long, nicely manicured nails left pinkish marks along emily’s skin as you trailed them up her stomach and over her chest. she squeezed her eyes shut when she felt your fingers gently scrape over her tits. she let out a faint ‘fuck’ as you advanced to her neck, wrapping around it and tightening your grip softly.
“don’t think i’m gonna let our anniversary end without returning the favor, em”
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
A/N: this is cringy and bad and i��m so sorry lol :’)
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Hey! Can u maybe do one where Emily gets jealous and punishes reader? ;)
Attitude headcannons - Emily Engstler smut
You've been ignoring her the past hour, giving brief responses whenever she asks you something. Em slowly moves her hand to your thigh, giving it a squeeze before moving to your panties. She starts off slow, quickly fastening her pace to see how long you'll keep up the silent treatment. As soon as you make the slightest noise she starts getting cocky. "Thought you didn't have anything to say."
spanking and fingering is her fave combo when you have an attitude, she's not stopping till your arousal is dripping down your thighs.
after a long time of non-stop fingering, she brings out the strap. usually she'd warm you up with some head first, but she's in the mood to punish you.
immediatly pushing you on your stomach and f*cking you from the back. her pace is faster then her fingers, and every thrust makes your p*ssy twitch.
after she feels like you've had enough she's right between your thighs cleaning up the mess she made.
after she cleans you up and gives you aftercare you guys talk the situation out
right before you make up she grabs your throat firmly, not hard enough where you can't breathe, but enough to get her point across. she pulls you close enough so you can't avoid eye contact. "try some sh*t like that again, and i'll f*ck you so hard you're not walking for the rest of the week."
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pussy eater pussy muncher
#ᯓ euphternal ᡣ𐭩#paige bueckers#paige bueckers smut#emily engstler#emily engstler smut#washington mystics#uconn wbb
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Take It Out On Me│ E. Engstler
pairing: emily engstler x reader
genre: fluff, smut
warnings: 18+ material
word count: 1.8k
summary: with the stress of the season weighing on her, emily has been in a mood and you let her take her frustration out on you
MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI
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With back-to-back losses for the Mystics and the lack of playing time, to say Emily had been frustrated would be an understatement. She'd come home from practice every day, exhausted and even more moody than the day before. Slamming cabinets and doors, sluggishly moving through her evening routines, being short during conversations, setting things down with more force than necessary. It was evident in her actions and every breath she took. Nothing you said or could say seemed to improve her mood. At a loss, you tried to just give her some space, but when that didn't seem to help either, you decided to try and talk to her about it again.
"Em?" You spoke softly from where you were cuddled into her side on the couch. "Are you okay?"
She had been quiet since she returned home from another long day of practice. Dinner was eaten in a tense silence and after that, you both settled in the living room to watch TV before bed, still not speaking much.
"I'm fine, babe." She responded, trying to hold back a heavy sigh and failing.
"Are you sure?" You pried gently, attempting to coax her into letting you in on her feelings.
"Yes. Now could you stop asking and just watch the show?" She snapped at you, causing you to release a sigh of your own.
"I'm sorry." She apologized, shaking her head and adjusting her position to lean forward, elbows resting on her knees. "I didn't mean to snap at you like that."
"It's fine."
"It's not fine." She argued. "You didn't deserve that."
"You're frustrated. I get it." You empathized, running a gentle hand down her back. "I just want you to talk to me."
"I'm just frustrated as hell." She huffed. "We've lost every game so far and I'm busting my ass every day at practice only to be a benchwarmer. I'm trying to be a supportive teammate, and I really am proud of the hard work everyone is putting in despite all of the setbacks, but it sucks."
"I know." You nodded.
"I'm trying my best to stay level-headed, but I just have so much pent-up stress and I need to blow off some steam. I just don't know how."
"Take it out on me, then."
"What?" She turned her head to look back at you where you rested against the couch.
"Take it out on me. Use me to let out some of that stress and frustration." You shrugged as if it was no big deal, which to you it wasn't.
"How?"
"How do you think?" You gave your best seductive smirk as you stood from the couch and stripped off your shirt. Tossing it at your dumbfounded girlfriend, you began to slowly step backwards towards the direction of your shared bedroom. "Only if you're up for it."
"Don't start something you can't handle." She spoke, the look in her eyes darkening as she, too, stood from where she sat.
"Who says I can't?" You cocked your head in challenge, a teasing glint in your eyes as she stepped closer.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" She asked as you now stood chest-to-chest. One of her tattooed hands trailed up to wrap around your neck, applying light pressure. "Because I can't promise I'll be gentle."
"Do your worst."
Those three words were all she needed to hear before her lips crashed down on yours eliciting a breathy moan from you. Her tongue immediately found its way into your mouth at the given opportunity, initiating a battle for dominance, which she easily won. After a few moments of roughly, yet passionately, making out, she pulled away.
"Go to the bedroom and strip." She whispered, lips brushing yours as she spoke. "I want you on the bed and naked when I get in there." Nodding, you pulled out of her embrace and turned to make your way to the room.
You weren't sure how long you waited in anticipation, but it felt like ages before she finally appeared, a cup of water in hand. Her eyes held a predatory gaze as she made her way around to her side of the bed, keeping her eyes on you as she placed the cup on the nightstand. Without a word, she turned around, finally breaking the intense eye contact, and disappeared again. She quickly emerged from your walk-in closet holding a black box. Setting it to the side, she grabbed your ankles and pulled you to the end of the bed.
"Fuck," She let out breathlessly as she dropped to her knees at the foot of the bed, examining the wetness between your thighs. "The things you do to me."
You let out a quiet gasp as she ran her thumb along your slit gently, collecting some of your arousal before putting her thumb in her mouth and releasing moan at the taste.
"Look at how wet you are, baby." She said as she swiped her index finger through your folds and raised it to show you.
Grabbing her hand, you brought it to your mouth to taste yourself. You held her gaze as you sucked on her finger, moaning as you did so. With a low groan rising from her throat, she yanked her hand away and moved to throw your legs over her shoulders. With a death grip on your thighs, she dove in, devouring you.
Her pace was fast and sloppy but so, so good. Her tongue teased your entrance while her nose nudged your clit. She had you seeing stars in no time. She'd barely started yet you were already teetering on the edge of your first orgasm of the night. Moving her mouth back up to suck on your swollen clit, she lifted her hand and sunk two of her long fingers in without any warning. The loud moan you let out had her smirking against you.
"That's it, baby." She cooed up at you. "Be loud for me. Let everyone know how good I make you feel." Her words encouraged another loud moan from you. "Good girl."
"I-I'm close, Em." You panted through your moans, back arching off the bed. "Please don't stop."
She didn't say anything in response but she didn't need to. Her actions said it all when she fastened her pace, bending and twisting her fingers, effortlessly finding that soft, spongy spot inside of you that sent you over the edge. Hand flying down to hold her head in place as she sucked your clit back into her mouth, you let out a sound that bordered on a scream as the bubble that had formed in you finally burst. She slowed her pace to help you ride out your high before finally coming to a stop and pulling away.
You felt your body melt into the mattress as you came down, chest heaving with every deep breath you took. Your eyes drifted to Emily as you lay there, body already spent, watching as she finally stripped down out of her own clothes.
"Like what you see, ma?" She smirked at you with a wink, grabbing the black box she had set aside.
"Always." You smiled back at her flirty remark, watching her movements intently as she pulled out her strap and vibrator.
"What's your color?" She asked as inserted her vibrator and put on the strap.
"Green." You replied.
"Good."
Climbing onto the bed and settling between your thighs, she leaned forward to connect her lips with yours. Distracting you with a fierce and passionate kiss, she turned on the vibrator and slowly sank into you. As the last inch pushed in, you broke the kiss and threw your head back against the pillows. With the combination of the vibrations and the fullness that you felt, you were already reeling from the pleasure.
You moaned in unison as she began to thrust into you, pace quickly turning brutal. Leaning down until her chest met yours, she attached her lips to yours again before making her way down. She stopped once her lips met your neck, biting, kissing, and sucking, surely leaving marks.
"Baby," You moaned, hand tangling in her hair that was falling out of her ponytail. "I-I think I'm gonna come."
"Hold it." She ordered.
"I c-can't." You whimpered, unshed tears blurring your vision.
"Yes, you can." She grunted, hips slamming into yours harder. "Be a good girl and hold it for me. I'm almost there."
Your body writhed beneath her as you both panted and moaned at the intense feelings. Your hands scraped down her back, legs locking around her waist.
"Em, please." You begged, after a few more harsh thrusts. "I can't hold it anymore."
"Okay." She panted. "Come for me." That was all she needed to say as you arched up into her, hands gripping her biceps. Loud moans filled the room as you both let go.
Emily pulled out soft and slow as your body fell limp against the bed. She soon joined you after removing her strap and vibrator. Your chests rose and fell in unison as you both tried to catch your breath. The room was comfortably quiet as you lay there, hands finding each other before intertwining.
After a few minutes of basking in the aftermath of the events that had taken place, Emily got up and walked into the bathroom that was connected to your bedroom. You could hear her moving around and then the sound of water running. After about ten minutes, she returned and scooped you up into her arms.
"What are you doing?" You asked head resting on her shoulder.
"I drew us a bath."
She set you down in the warm water before climbing in behind you and pulling your back to rest against her chest. Her hands ran through your hair gently and as she relaxed with you in her arms.
"Was I too rough?" She asked, a content sigh leaving her lips and the remaining tenseness in her muscles melted away.
"No," You replied. "You were perfect." She hummed in response.
"Thank you." She spoke softly, eyes shut and head leaned back to rest of the edge of the bathtub.
"For what?"
"For supporting me. For always finding ways to make me feel better. For loving me."
"You don't have to thank me for any of those things, babe." You shook your head as best as you could with her hands still tangled in your hair. "That's what I'm here for. I would do absolutely anything for you, whether you asked me to or not."
"I know, but I feel like I don't express my gratitude enough. You put up with a lot from me and I am beyond grateful for you." She leaned down, peppering kisses along your neck and shoulders. "I really got lucky with you."
"I think I'm the lucky one here." You smiled at her loving words and gestures. "You are an amazing human being and an even more amazing girlfriend. I love you so much it hurts."
"Well, I love you more." She nipped at your ear playfully.
"Doubtful." You replied.
"Is that a challenge?" She chuckled as she flicked water at the side of your face. "If so, I'm prepared to win."
"I wouldn't expect any less." You giggled at her antics.
"Good." She smiled before crashing her lips onto yours.
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a/n: this is my longest fic yet. also, it's my first time writing smut EVER (or at least attempting to), so bear with me.
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hii can u do a 🥭 fic on Emily after a long day
prompt: 32. "sit on my face"
evangeline's 2.5k celebration !! [open!]
─ warnings | nsfw under the cut! please read at your own discretion!!!! face riding and praise, nothing too flithy
all day, emily had been craving your touch. from the moment she woke up, she couldn't help but think about how much she missed you. the way your fingers would trace patterns on her skin, the warmth of your embrace, the way your lips would brush against hers in moments of tenderness ─ all of it felt like a distant memory she longed to relive.
throughout her day, her mind kept wandering back to you. she found herself absentmindedly touching her lips, remembering the softness of your kisses. she didn't know why she was feeling so needy, maybe it was the stress of the week or maybe just plain old horniness, she needed you ─ all of you.
and by the time practice ended and she headed home, emily was practically trembling with anticipation. the need to be with you, to feel your touch, was overwhelming, driving her forward with a sense of urgency she couldn't ignore.
she practically threw you onto the bed, her strength fueled by the intense desire that had been building up inside her all day. your eyes widened in surprise as she straddled you, her hands eagerly roaming over your body, desperate to feel every inch of you beneath her touch.
the air crackled with electricity as emily's lips found yours in a feverish kiss, her hunger matching your own. there was no hesitation, no holding back ─ just raw, unbridled passion igniting between you as you surrendered to the primal urge that consumed you both.
your hands tangled in her hair, pulling her closer as you lost yourself in the intoxicating heat of the moment. the world faded away, leaving only the two of you, entwined in a dance of desire that knew no bounds.
"fuck, ma." she groaned into your lips before she pulled away. "sit on my face, princess, i need you,"
it wasn't a statement, it was a demand. you whimpered as she caressed your face before getting off you, laying on her back as her hands led your hips toward her face. she'd barely touched you and you were already soaking wet and it would've been embarrassing if you weren't so damn needy for her.
emily didn't waste any time, her lips attached to your wet cunt as you moaned, your back arching. she let out her own sounds that vibrated through your body, adding the pressure you already began to feel in your stomach.
the pure bliss you felt was indescribable, it felt like the world had faded away into nothing as her tongue explored you. her hands were gripping your hips harshly as she pulled you further down on her lips and didn't have it in you to protest anymore ─ you knew she wanted this as bad as you did.
"oh my god," you cried out as you began moving your hips against her mouth. you glanced down at emily, her eyes already on your face as she ate you out like her life depended on it.
your legs began to tremble, your neediness evident in the way your lips were pouted and your eyebrows were twisted in concentration. you felt the pressure in your stomach go tighter, your head falling back as you kept letting out desperate moans.
your hips began to falter but emily was determined to make you cum, hard. she gripped your hips even tighter and began moving them, her tongue finding your clit as you let out a gasp at the new sensation.
"fuck, em!" you moaned out as the knot snapped harshly, your body shaking as you doubled over. "oh fuck,"
she kept her tongue inside of you until she was satisfied, your legs were shaking as you slowly got off her face.
"good girl for me, hm? such a good girl," she sat up and pulled your face in for a sloppy and needy kiss, you could taste yourself on her tongue as you let out a small whimper.
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Y’all have no idea how much I LOVE this pic
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𖥻.•𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 ✴︎.
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A/N- this is my first time writing smut so sorry if this isn't good but I hope you'll enjoy<3
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↪loves eating you out
- she will devour your pussy like it is a full-course meal.
- makes you squirt all over her face
- and she won't stop unless you tell her to
- "You taste so good, mama~"
- Emily's eyes always look so heavy when she's eating you out, sometimes she closes her eyes while moaning into them. Enjoying every inch of your cunt
↪strap game is insane!
- treats your pussy like it's a toy when she's fucking you
- she may talk to you nicely but there is nothing nice about the way she pounds you into the bed
- sometimes she gets carried away because she is so focused on making you feel good
↪ Speaking of talking to you nice. THE PRAIS! THE DIRTY TALK!
- her mouth is dirty <3
- anytime you are doing good for her, she showers you with compliments.
- calls you her good girl <3
- some of her favorite phrases♥︎
- "Yes baby, you're doing so well for me"
- "Please make that pretty cunt squirt for me baby"
- "Ride me mama~"
- "I love your pussy so much"
- even outside of the bedroom she's praising you
- there have been times were she will whisper dirty things to you out in public
- "I can't wait to take you home and shove my face between your legs"
↪Emily struggles to keep her hands to herself
- she is in love with you and her favorite way to show you is through touch but it always leads to me than just innocent touches
- Emily's hands 🤝 your thighs
- she also loves grabbing your neck
- Em will hold you by the neck when she wants you to look at her
↪loves ass
- she spanks you a lot for fun
- Anytime she walks past you or you bend down, all you feel is a big, strong, muscular hand land on your ass
- "Ow Emily! That hurts!"
- "Hush baby, I didn't hit you that hard"
↪Emily is into punishments
- if you are giving her attitude or acting like a brat, she will embarrass you
- her favorite way to punish you is by making a cat or dog
- she'll strip you down and put a dog or cat buttplug in you and makes you crawl on all four
- Emily has you crawl up on her lap and sit while she plays with your cunt
- fingers the life out of you
- "Don't try to run away from me baby, you wanted to act like a brat so imma treating you like a brat."
- spanks you hard if you complain
- if you take your punishment well, Emily will eat you out all night long
- if you don't then she'll pound your cunt for an hour, making you cum over and over again until you apologize like a good girl<3
↪ And finally... the aftercare
- she makes sure you are nice and cleaned up
- kisses you on the cheek telling you how good you are and how proud she is of you
- Emily is usually very soft after sex, stroking your body and cuddling on
- feeds you snacks and makes sure you are well hydrated.
- "You did so well for me baby, I love you~"
- "I love you too, em"
You guys are so cute 😩<3
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blush- e. engstler
!! - wc 763, sfw, aaliyah #1 wingman
!! - req- Do a Emily Engstler falls in love with reader 😊 & can you do an imagine of Emily meeting reader through a mutual friend and she is like instantly in love with the reader. I don’t have much of a story line for you I’m just starved for Emily content.
The first time you saw Emily, you knew you had to have her.
You met through a mutual friend, Aaliyah. She had gone to college with an ex-situationship of yours, Azzi. (You cut things off after learning she was madly in love with her teammate, Paige.)
Aaliyah had invited you to try out a new cafe with her and her new teammate, Emily. You accepted the invite after spending ten minutes stalking Emily’s socials.
Now, as you stand in front of the door, your hands become sweaty with anticipation. You mutter a quick prayer before pushing the door open, flinching at the bell that rings.
You breathe in the sweet aroma of the cafe, smiling to yourself before landing eyes on your friend. Aaliyah grins at you, and that’s when you see her.
Emily sits across from Aaliyah in the booth, ter two signature braids behind her back and her legs slightly spread.
You approach the table and force yourself to tear your gaze away from her lap and up to her face.
“Hi, I’m—“ You start, sitting beside Aaliyah.
“This is my friend. The one I told you about.” Aaliyah smiles tightly, staring daggers at Emily.
“Uh, yeah.” You say awkwardly, looking down at your lap. You look back up at the sound of a raspy voice going, “Hi, I’m Emily.”
You look up to see her hand outstretched, and quickly shake it. She clears her throat, and you blush. Did she feel how sweaty my hands are? Is she disgusted now?
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Emily knows she’s done for.
The rookie on the team, Aaliyah, catches a ride home with her. On the way, they pass a cafe with a “Now Open” sign. Aaliyah gasps, exclaiming, “oh my gosh, my friend wanted to try that place out!”
Emily, not thinking, says, “You want me to give you a ride?”
Aaliyah grins. “What, you think you’re not invited?”
That lead Emily to where she is now. Laying on her bed, her face illuminated by the glow of her phone, she smiles to herself. She’s spent the past five minutes spamming Aaliyah’s messages asking for your instagram, and her teammate finally let up.
Emily grins, pasting your username in the search bar. She clicks on your account and cheers to herself when she sees your snapchat is in your bio.
Fifteen minutes later she falls asleep with a smile on her face.
The next morning, Aaliyah is texting her at the break of dawn with confirmation that you’re meeting them at the cafe.
On the drive there, Emily drums her fingers nervously on the center console. She doesn’t know why she’s so nervous— she’s met pretty girls before.
Emily sits across from Aaliyah in hopes that you’ll either sit across from her so she can try to find out what your eye color is, or even better, next to her.
She hears the bell ringing, signaling the arrival of a new customer, and it takes all of her energy to not whip her head around to stare at you.
Her shoulders slump when you sit across from her and not next to her, but her eyes quickly light up as Aaliyah introduces you. She ignores the warning look in her friend’s eyes, instead putting her hand out.
“Hi, I’m Emily.”
She clears her throat, hoping to get rid of the rasp in her voice in case you get disgusted.
Aaliyah rolls her eyes, and the tree of you get up to order your drinks. You step back to let Emily order next, but end up stepping on her foot and tripping.
You expect to fall flat on your face, embarrassing yourself for good, but Emily places her hands on your waist, saying politely, “I’ll have what she’s having.”
When you get back to the table, you sit next to her.
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You walk back to your apartment with a grin on your face, giving your cat an extra scoop of food and almost skipping to your bedroom.
You plug in your now dead phone, going into your closet to change into more comfortable clothes. When you finally lay down, you grab your phone, checking all your missed notifications.
> (INSTAGRAM) EM_ENGSTLER FOLLOWED YOU !
> (INSTAGRAM) EM_ENGSTLER HAS LIKED YOUR POST !
> (SNAPCHAT) EM_ENGSTLER HAS SENT YOU A FRIEND REQUEST !
> (MESSAGES) ########## HAS SENT YOU A MESSAGE !
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do we want a part 2?
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Ride for Me
Emily x bartender! reader
warning: rpf, alcohol, kissing, 69, car sex, 18+
summary: Emily and her teammates celebrate a win at the bar you work at. You pull her into your car for a special celebration.
key: f/d-favorite drink
You work behind the countertop of the busy bar coincidentally close to a popular basketball stadium. You look around at the scenery of your workplace, preparing for the busy night ahead. The dim red lighting was mysterious, yet inviting.
Unfortunately, you have to cover a shift for one of your coworkers. This left you to work on a busy night filled with customers piling into the building, basketball players celebrating a win, and possibly getting hit on by strange drunk guys.
Seeing more people begin to enter the bar and being kept busy with their orders tells you that the basketball game is over. Though, you would have noticed that if you had glanced at the screen that previously displayed the game behind you.
Just as you finish making the last drink someone ordered, you begin to lean onto the cold steel counter behind you to take a quick break ,but you quickly get interrupted. Over the bustling noise of customers socializing and glass cups clinking the entrance to the door opens. You reluctantly stand from the counter you were leaning on to prepare for the next order you'll recieve.
To your surprise, it wasn't just an order you were recieving ,but a whole team of tall beautiful basketball players as well. One stands out to you more than the others.
She's tall, blonde, and dressed in a T-shirt and sweatpants. The team splits up with some sitting at a table and a few of them including the woman that caught your attention make their way to the bar.
She walks up to the side of the bar you're on and just as you're about to speak, one of the girls compliments you before going to order with your coworker, Jay. You let out a quick "thank you so much" before you stare at the woman infront of you for a moment, her tattoos stand out more to you now that shes closer.
"Hey" she starts. The depth and rasp of her voice surpising you.
"Hi. What could I get you?" you respond. Your voice flushes.
"Can I have a..." she glances down at her hand that was resting on the counter "f/d"
"Yeah, of course" you smile "That one is my favorite" You start making her drink
Her eyebrows perk up "Really? That ones my favorite too" she plays with her fingers while she watches you pour her drink into the cup.
"All done." you say.
You lift the cup to hand it to her, overestimating how much taller she is than you. The cup ends up at the same level as her chin. She leans towards the cup placing her top lip over the rim of the glass, her eyes keeping contact with yours. Your face flushes as you carefully tilt the glass to allow the liquid to spill into her mouth.
She cocks her head slightly and you tilt the cup back to its original position. A drop of the liquid drips down her chin and she swipes over it with her thumb.
"How's it taste?" you ask, leaning forward.
"Amazing" her teammates call for her over and from that you find out her names is emily.
You straighten up from leaning on the counter and change your tone of voice in an attempt to cool yourself down from the recent encounter.
"You better get back to them" you look to them then back to her.
"Yeah, youre probably right" She begins to walk towards her teammates before stopping to look at you.
"I can't believe I forgot to ask" she says embarrassed "What was your name?"
You tell her your name and she responds by telling you that your name is beautiful.
"And your name is...Emily?" she nods at your question with a wink before returning to her teammates.
Other than the encounter you had with Emily, your shift went as it usually did...for the most part. You would feel Emily's gaze on you throughout your shift or even catch dark brown eyes locked onto you. Locked onto the way your body moves so smoothly around a busy bar. Maybe she wondered where else you could move smoothly.
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During the last 20 minutes of your shift, Emily's teammates begin walking out of the front doors. They ask if shes coming and she tells them that shes going to catch up with them later.
Your coworker, Jay, picks up empty cups as you wipe the counter down. Jay looks up over your head before giving you a look. You're confused until you hear a familiar voice behind you.
"Hey" she puts her hand up for a second to greet you.
"Hey" you turn around, smiling when you realize who is behind you.
"I hope its not too personal, but I was wondering when your shift ends"
"No,no. Its fine" you fan your hand downwards in an attempt to ease her belief that its 'too personal'. You glance at the clock "My shift end in 30 minutes"
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You spent the last thirty minutes of your shift conversing with her as you cleaned. You learned that she plays for the Washington Mystics and she learned so much about you. You wondered so much about her.
But, right now, you wondered how you ended up here. Her hand held onto yours as you led her through the almost empty parking lot with the two of you laughing about something you talked about.
You press the button to unlock your car ,but before you have the chance to open the door to the back seat your back was being pressed up to it. Her large hands hold onto your waist as you pull her down by the back of her neck for a long kiss. When you moved your head back her face was flushed causing both of you to smile.
"Wanna get in?" you look at your car
"Of course" her voice is slightly breathless
She pulls off the bag that rested on your shoulder before moving you away from the door and opening it. She sits in the backseat, facing you and scooting back. Her back is leaning on the inside of the other door when you crawl on top of her and shit the door behind you.
You stradle her lap and she pulls you closer so that your chests were pushed up against each others. She hungrily pressed her lips to yours and you did the same to hers. Your tongues found their ways into each other's mouths. You nip at her bottom lip with a tug causing a raspy sigh to escape her lips.
She breaks the kiss to lay her back across the seats. She props up one of her legs onto the seat and the other hangs off the edge with her foot flat on the floor.
You let out a small giggle at her struggle to maneuver her tall frame in the tight space of your backseat.
"You're not funny." she chuckles sarcastically
You press your lips against hers and tug at her T-shirt. She lifts her upper body to take her shirt off. Her exposed arms display her tattoos perfectly. The beams from the distant streetlights highlight the perfect spots on her arms.
She pulls your shirt off and you go back to kissing her. Your hands meet her boobs and your lips move down her body skillfully. Her hands stay on top of yours occasionally caressing your forearms. Her body chases the feeling of your lips on her skin, the noises she lets out tells you that shes enjoying every second of it.
The two of you strip each other of the rest of your clothes; you remained straddling her waist. When you lean down to kiss her more, you watch her muscular arms flex as she turns your body around. She pulls your hips back over her face.
"Lower your hips" her voice is low and smoky. The subtle warmth in her tone relaxes you.
"Are you sure?" you ask, holding yourself up by putting your hands on her hips.
She nods impatiently "Yes"
You slowly lower your hips and she assists you by guiding you to her mouth. She kisses your inner thighs, licking the lips of your pussy. You let out a pleased sigh, moving your hands along her body. You inch closer to where she wanted you by rubbing circles into her thighs.
Just as you're about to reach her pussy, her tongue glides into you. A moan forces its way out of your mouth. Emily laughs against you causing another moan to force its way out of you.
You drag your finger teasingly between her lips, purposefully avoiding her clit. She continues to lick at your pussy. She groans at your teasing; the vibration shoots up your body.
She grips your ass to keep you in place while her tongue works magic on your clit and her nose teasing at your opening.
"Fuck. Emily." you breathe
She continues doing this until you finally rub at her clit. The needed touch on the most sensitive part of her body causes her head to jolt back with a strained whimper.
"Oh my god"
Now its your turn to laugh. She interrupts your giggles by sliding a finger into your opening. You lean down to suck and lick her pussy.
The mutual feeling of receiving and giving pleasure builds up. A knot twists tight in your core as if it's entangling with the knot in her core. Her hips buck into you and your movements intensify. The grip she has on your ass gets harder, she deepens her face into your pussy, and she lets out low, raspy groans. You can tell shes close too.
You grind your hips back and forth over her. The sounds of you and Emily moaning begins to drown out the sounds of wetness between both of your legs.
As the you have grip on each other gets tighter and your breaths get faster, a pause interrupts the air. Both of your thighs squeezing together while the two of you finish.
You let out a breath and turn to her, sitting up placing a hand over your chest to catch your breath. She looked up at you with a smirk, still out of breath.
"I never celebrated a win so good."
You playfully slap her arm "Get another win and I'll give you a another celebration."
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strap smut with emily engstler? 👀
*₊˚୧༯.ೃ࿐✩₊˚.⋆☾₊✧ make you feel good,,
emily engstler x fem!reader (18+)
“emily.. that’s like, a lot.”
you express your weariness once you catch sight of the strap sitting beside your girlfriend on the bed. the two of you had been making out for what felt like hours, moaning and whining into each other’s mouths. you’d been sat on her lap, grinding helplessly into her as she guided your hips back and forth.
you decided you’d give in and let her use the strap on you, considering she’s been asking occasionally for the past few weeks. she was never pushy and always patient so you decided to try it out. once you saw it though, your subtle nerves started to grow into something stronger.
“your ex never fucked you? hm?” she attaches her lips to your jaw, kissing along the bone as you whimper shamelessly. you feel her smirk against your skin when you let out a shaky breath, feeling the need to grip onto her shoulders.
“they did but.. it was much smaller,”
she laughs at that, momentarily pausing her attack on your neck. she circles her thumbs on your hip as she pulls you impossibly closer, closing the gap between your lips. her kiss is hot and sloppy, her tongue meshing with your own once she manages to get it between your lips.
your girlfriend sits up, dropping your body onto the bed so you’re laying on your back with her fitting perfectly between your legs. she manages to never break the kiss, even as she lifts your shirt and unclips your bra. holding both your tits in her hand, she pinches just to feel the way your body jolts against hers.
“yeah? i’ll take care of you baby, don’t worry.”
she pulls away from you to strip, quickly tugging her sweatpants and boxer shorts down her legs. your anticipation was growing just by looking at her, watching her thighs slot themselves under your own. she reaches over you to grab the strap and your eyes followed her movements.
fuck, there’s no way that’s fitting inside you.
her fingers could stretch you out like nothing you’ve ever experienced before, effortlessly making you arch your back and moan her name. if that was only two or three fingers, you had no idea how you were going to manage more.
your mind quickly wanders elsewhere at the feeling of emily’s hands on your waist, pulling you further over her thighs. she’s massaging your skin because she knows. she can sense your nerves as if they were her own.
she kisses your collarbone and gently wraps a large hand around your throat. her other hand roams towards your underwear and she rubs two fingers over the dampness forming there. it makes your breath hitch in her ear, encouraging her to apply more pressure. you feel so sensitive to her touch, shamelessly moaning at the feeling of her body surrounding your own.
“you ready baby?” you nod, her hand coming up to cup your face as she kisses you gently.
your underwear is being pulled off your body quickly as emily runs her thumb over your wet folds, pushing between them to thrust a single finger into you. it makes the grip you have on her tighten, needing something to ground yourself due to the overwhelming pleasure.
within seconds she’s adding another finger, making a scissoring motion as she thrusts them into you. your arousal coats both her digits as they continue to split you open. your girlfriend feels intoxicated on the sound of your moans, losing patience as she desperately fights the urge to fuck you senseless.
emily pulls away, rubbing the slick onto the strap and savoring the rest for herself. she guides the silicone through your slick as you watch, propping yourself up on your elbows.
once she’s satisfied, she pushes in slowly, watching the tip of her strap disappear inside your slick walls. it turns her on so fucking much to see your eyes squeeze shut, letting your mouth fall open with a breathless moan. the feeling balances on the line between pain and pleasure as she pushes further into you, legs spread and shaky.
“doing so good baby, halfway there.”
“only halfway?!”
she kisses your worry away, somehow managing to slip the last few inches in before she pulls away. immediately, you moan out a loud ‘fuck’ and dig your nails into her skin. you’ve never felt so full in your life, not even with four of your girlfriends fingers buried deep inside you.
you have to adjust and emily knows that, giving you a few shallow thrusts before deciding you’re ready. her thrusts are quick and deep, both of her hands glued to your waist as she pulls you in. after letting go of her, your hands gravitate to your tits, cupping and supporting them as your head spins.
“you look s’pretty baby, feel good?”
you let out some incoherent mumble, inaudibly babbling about how good you feel and how deep she is. between your moans and her own, she can’t hear you. she dips her head down to yours, grabbing your chin and swiping her lips against your swollen ones.
“speak up,”
“yeah- yes, fuck! it’s so good em.”
“good,”
emily thinks she might finish just looking at you. back arched, eyes watery, fingers gripping the bed sheets as you call out her name. she swears her strap is a real extension of herself, able to feel you squeeze around the silicone. your girlfriend looks down and sees the way your pussy sucks her in, not missing your slick dripping onto the bed.
“wanna know how good you feel, tell me.”
“oh fuucck, s’good. never been fucked s’good before emily- fuck.”
emily leans down, sucking hickeys on your neck and thrusting into you simultaneously. one of her hands finds your clit, rubbing sloppy figure-eights on your throbbing bud. your legs wrap around her as they shake uncontrollably. the pain of being stretched is long forgotten as she hits your g-spot, legs and eyes clamping shut as the feeling in your stomach threatens to tip over the edge.
“gonna fucking cum- please em.”
she says nothing, too focused on making you feel good. when you let out the most pornographic moan either of you have ever heard, she knows you’re finished.
seconds later you’re clawing at her back, crying out obscenities as you cum around her. she slows down her thrusts as you come down from your high completely blissed out. your drop your thighs, already feeling the ache between them from emily’s fast pace.
when she finally pulls out of you, your slick creates strings of arousal between you. she dips her fingers into your slick to taste you; your taste alone is enough to drive her crazy all over again. she refrains though, the sight of you laid flat beneath her a clear sign that you’re fucked out.
“still think it’s too much?”
“shut up.”
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ྐ𖥨᩠ׄ݁ our little secret
emily engstler x fem/afab!cheerleader reader
you and emily sleep slept together. nobody knows but the two of you, and you want to keep it that way
tw: smut, bottom!reader // top!Emily, r’s cheer outfit is a bit revealing (booty shorts), exhibition (locker room), fingering & oral (r receiving), slight exhibition kink, overused American movie cheer antics (gossip, revenge), r is described to have smaller hands than Emily & have a shy (horny) personality, groping, Emily calls reader baby & pretty, not proofread
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Gossip took up about eighty percent of the conversations you had. Whether it be with your friends or teammates, there was always something—someone—to talk about. If these discussions had a newspaper, your teammates recent hookup with her ex would be front page. The conversations spread and the topics discussed scared you, they weren’t kind—they were anything but. It was a lesson to learn, that people who gossip with you, will gossip about you—so you kept quiet as to not give others something to talk about.
But being quiet is one thing, being suspicious is another. You didn’t want others to take note on how long you would obviously stare at one of the basketball players. People are stubborn. If they catch the slightest hint of drama, their entire attention is focused on it and they’ll do anything to draw it out of you.
Your recent drama—the one you’ve been trying to keep a secret from said people—was that you slept with Emily Engstler.
For whatever reason you met her at one of the parties thrown off campus, apparently her teammate was the one who had thrown it. You had hit it off well, and soon enough you found yourself backed against a wall of a stranger’s bedroom. Some of the night is blurred—the one drink you had and your alcohol tolerance is to blame—but you know you slept together. Flashes of her naked body on yours and the soreness between your thighs hinted at it.
You told her you were a cheerleader, you never told her where.
The thought of seeing her again at tonight’s game brought a flurry of reactions from you. Your mind was filled with nervous thoughts but at the same time your body yearned for her, craving for her touch every time you remember the way she made you feel that night. Nobody knew how down bad you were except yourself, but even then you denied it.
“I cannot fucking stand Trinity,” your teammate, one you’re particularly close to, starts, “she’s been trying everything to get on my nerves.”
“What’s she done?”
“Oh you know.”
You had an idea, but you didn’t care to learn more—eyes gravitating behind her and towards another. Your heart dropping when you find her attention on you.
The change in your expression was too obvious and your teammate caught on. She crosses her arms, looking behind her to find what’s been catching your eye. You freak out, hand resting on the shoulder that’s turning towards Emily.
“Trinity’s coming,” you lie, holding her still.
She furrows her eyebrows, looking at you for a minute, “you’re nervous.”
Her statement stills your heart, making it heart to breathe as you wonder how she’s read you so well, “what?”
“So Trinity’s gotten to you too, I swear that bitch is everywhere.”
You’re thankful she’s dumb. She explains happened earlier in the locker room, how Trinity is copying her—apparently. You really try to seem interested in her story, but it’s no use when Emily’s called onto the court. Maybe when she “saw you” earlier, she was just looking at someone in your corner of the court—but double glance just now disproves that concern.
“—I suck ass at math you know, and Trinity knows too. So she went on this whole tangent on me and totally was out to try and embarrass me.”
“That’s so rude.”
“Yeah, but don’t worry, I have a snapchat of her sucking off some guy from our competitive school.”
“How’d you even get that,” you ask, leaning down to set your pompoms on the floor, “someone send it to you?”
“The guy did. Did it in return for my nudes. Could I send it to you later? You have her contact, just send it to her.”
“Then she’ll know it was from me, I dont need her hating me.”
“I thought she already was? Whatever. I just want to ruin that bitch’s life, she’s annoying. Anyways, why’s that player looking over here,” she points. By following the angle it lands on Emily, surprise.
She smiles, “wait, let’s make a deal. You talk to her after the game and get her number, and I wont make you send that video to Trinity.”
You agree, just wishing to move on knowing she often forgets the bets she makes.
“I won’t forget this one. You gotta hold your end of the deal. It’s really not hard, she already seems interested.”
“I don’t know her at all, where would I even get the time to ask her for her number?”
She shrugs, “fuck if I know. Maybe just go into the locker room.”
It was messy, but it was definitively better than sending that video to your teammate. You tried to occupy yourself until Emily walked out from the locker room. Your hands shook as you put your phone in your jacket, breathing heavy.
“Emily,” you sigh, feeling more breathless when she notices you, “how are you?”
She looks a little taken aback, “I’m fine, what’s up?”
“Can I have your number?”
A smile appears, relaxing you, “yeah.”
She digs in her bag for a minute, the two of you standing in silence as she does so.
“I think I left it in the locker room, hold on.”
“Oh no worries,” you mumble, following behind her and towards her locker number.
“I’m glad you asked, I could’ve gone home without it.”
She shuts the door, handing you her phone right after. You push down the heated feeling arising seeing how her hand encompass her phone compared to yours. Again silence arises as you type your number in her phone, going ahead to type a text to yours with her name.
“Can I kiss you?”
Whatever you were texting turns into nonsense as your mind melts. You type more than her name, spamming letters into the text bar to keep busy. She’s waiting, you can feel her attention on you—almost see how she’s looking at you.
“There,” you hand her phone back, growing shy, “thanks.”
She hums, taking it back. The silence comes back for the third time and you’re growing tired of it. She turns around to leave when you reach to grab her jersey, pulling her so you can connect your lips to hers.
It’s short lived, but it gives her enough confirmation to deepen it. She pushes back, dropping her stuff to hold your face gently—angling it to the side. Her kisses leave you breathless, even more than before—chest heaving in air every time she pulls back because you know she’ll come back for more. Your lips drop open in a gasp when hers press against your neck and she curses at the sound you make.
“Fuck,” her body moves yours against her locker, back hitting the cold metal, “you’re hot.”
She tears you down one notch at a time, bringing you back to how you felt that night. Mind blanking as she makes you think about each detail until you’ve been driven insane. Her hot breath on your neck, her body pressed against your front, neck making your body shiver from its touch.
Her hands slide down your back, pressing into your ass, “can I have you, baby? Please, I need you.”
“Please, yes.”
Her lips are back on yours, biting them as she slips a hand to drag your booty shorts down. She’s watching each reaction you have to her touch, especially when her fingers touch you for the first time in a while.
Each moan, gasp, whine, plea causes her to grow more wet—thighs squeezing together at the sound and sight of you.
She spreads you open, moving one of your legs around her waist. Your underwear is soaked, wet to the touch when she slides two fingers up your cunt—smiling when you shiver once they’ve reached your clit.
“Can I?”
You nod, feeling grateful that you did because after she cools the burning need for her after. Sliding your underwear to the side she pushed one in, her eyes glossing over all because of you. All because of how good it feels to see you writhe from the pleasure she brings you.
“Feel good?”
You whine, throwing your head back when she angles her fingers. There’s an attempt made to muffle your sounds realizing that the game had only just ended and there could be a janitor or another player just outside the locker room.
Adding a second finger stretches you wider, infinitely more than your own fingers. You gasp, pulling at her hair, “fuck, Em!”
She laughs, the sound airy and low. Her fingers accumulate your wetness onto them, dripping onto the concrete floor each time she pulls them out. Your body is so reactive, betraying you and showing how greedy you are for her—sucking her back in even though she’s only half an inch out.
She noses by your ear, whispering, “can I eat you out?”
You nod a hundred times, “please—oh my—please!”
The added feeling of tongue alongside the two of her fingers stretching you out felt like heaven. Embarrassingly so as you felt your orgasm creep up already upon feeling her grind her fingers up into you, tongue splayed out over your clit.
“Em, em-please don’t stop! Please, please.”
“I’m not, baby—im not. I’ll take care of you. Spread your legs wider, thank you.”
The pressure of another finger brings you back down for a second, fearful about the stretch. With how wet you are, the digit slides through easily. You let out a choked cry, grinding on them and getting dizzy on the feeling.
“How’d I luck out with such a pretty cheerleader,” she asks her self, tone teasing and playful as she smiles at you. She grinds them up, circling the three up onto your spot while her tongue presses deeper under your clit before licking upwards.
“Oh—!”
Three more times is all it took for you to come, spilling over her fingers and dripping your cum onto the floor.
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SATIVA — E. ENGSTLER
stoner! emily englster x stoner! fem! reader
wc: 1.2k
SYNOPSIS...like every friday night you and your girlfriend emily smoke the troubles of the hectic week away to calm down but when emily is high she just can’t resist but to savor you beauty…
WARNINGS...smoking weed, cussing, fingering, drity talk, pet name ( babygirl, good girl etc ), neck kisses fluff at the end I promise I'm not that much of a horny baster 😭
NOTE... hello hello! This is my first post on this account, I’ve loved wbb for a LONG time and I’m so glad it’s finally getting the recognition it deserves especially in the tumblr community so I decided to add on to wbb train and put my writing abilities back to work again ahaha, but anyways if you like my content rebloging or following would be super appreciated anyways enjoy 😊
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It was like any other Friday night after a long week of work for the both of you the only thing you and girlfriend Emily want to do is sit next to each other getting higher than the tall buildings you see from the creaked window of your guys New York studio apartment that you look out of eyes glossed from the relaxed sensation you were feeling from the jointyou both passed to eachother, the city lights and cars all bright streaks of light that are oddly calming. You move around resting your head against the side of the window, enjoying the cool breeze of the New York air touching your face, eyes closed, taking in the atmosphere. Emily watching you will haze over eyes in silence only thing heard was the R&B playing in background as she took in your beauty or in your opinion lack of beauty at that moment you were wearing plaid sleep shorts and loose tank top hair down, you didn't think you looked that very beautiful at that moment but to Emily you were the most beautiful girl in the world, no matter what you wore or how you looked but her love for you only grew stronger when she's high. Emily drew a long drag of the joint letting the smoke develop her lungs for a moment not before leaning her head back against the headboard of your shared bed blowing the smoke out into the air, as a bit of it reaching your face making you open your eyes looking back at hers with a dazed expression seeing the look she had you knew she was in her head thinking about something.
“What are you thinking about, hmm~?” You ask bringing your knees up to your chest resting your chin on them waiting for her answer, she looks away from you for a moment before answering rubbing her hand over her chin poking her tongue in the inside of her cheek as she chuckles to herself “I’m thinking about how beautiful you look right now” she says in her raspy voice licking her lips as she turned to look back at you smiling, she knew what she said would make you flustered which was true, you let out a giggle shaking your head as you hide your face in your knees “no that’s not true~” you mumble out face still in your knees not daring to look at her again, she chuckles at your act of shyness moving towards you grabbing your arm lightly to make you look at her, “don’t say that baby girl, you’re so beautiful…” she says as she gripped your face gently making you lock both of your blood-shot eyes as your cheeks grow warm from her actions and words, she kiss your face all over as you relaxed your body letting her lean on you a bit as you giggled. She kept kissing your face until she got to your lips she grips your cheeks in her hands locking each other eyes for a moment not before breaking eye contact looking at your soft lips and back to your eyes, her actions making your whole body feel warm and your panties wet. Your lips colliding together messily the kiss turning into a heated one in the matter of seconds, parting her lips from yours. Moving your neck to the side with her tattoo cover hand that lightly gripped your face, the other roaming around your warm body landing on your hips as she continually kissed up and down your neck.
You throw your head back at the feeling of her lips on your skin. The high you were feeling was making all of your senses tingle in just the right way, the joint forgotten in the ashtray on your nightstand burning away as her hand slowly wanders down to the elastic of your sleep shorts pushing past them as she continues to kiss your neck slowly licking and biting making you moan in pleasure as her hand moves over your cover cunt teasing you making you whine in frustration at her actions, “hmm what wrong baby?” She says sarcastically with a smile “em’s, please~” you whine out desperately just wanting her fingers in your warm cunt already “you have to tell me what you want baby…” she mumbled into your neck kissing it as her rough fingers continued to lightly rub against you clothed heat, she was driving you crazy the high you were feeling and the overwhelming pressure of her touching your body in such sensual ways were overloading your mind you could barely open your eyes to look at her all the immense pleasure was clouding your brain,“your fingers please em’s~” you finally got the strength to whine out, without any hesitation she moves your panties to the side laying her long fingers against you wet cunt making you throw your head back in pleasure.
Making Emily chuckle, “you see baby girl when you use your words you get what you want…” she teased “em's~ no t-teasing, please put your fingers in…” You moan out, eyes closed from the warm bubble developing in your stomach waiting to be popped. With no complaint, Emily slow enters two digits into your warm cunt make you whine out desperately from the feeling, bucking your hips craving more, “relax for me, baby~” she mumbles out amusingly watching your desperation. Listening to her words, you relaxed your body once more, letting her fingers work into your slick cunt, leaking out you essence all over your thighs, her pace quickened, and she resumed kissing your neck pleasure overwhelming your body as moans spilled out of your dry lips “good girl…" her praises making your cunt tighten around her tatted fingers. You didn't know how much more you could take. Emily took notice of this, taking her thumb and gently placing it on your clit, making you gasp in pleasure at the unexpected feeling, she smirks at your reaction, moving her thumb around your sensitive spot.
The bubble in your stomach was on the verge of popping. Emily's pace quickened finger pushing against your gummy walls so well as your moans and gasps grew loader bucking your hips for more feeling the pleasure overwhelming your body, “em's please! I'm gonn-" your words were caught by your gasps, not able to talk “its ok babygirl, let it go for me…" she talks you through it, her words pushing you over the edge as the bubble in your stomach popping, pleasure coursing through your body making your legs shiver as her finger finally slowed down allowed you a second to breathe your moans and whines covers the R&B that can barely be heard the joint forgotten half way burned the only focus was on you, your fuck out look on your face that Emily adores so much as she looked at you will a small smile you look up back at her with heavy eyes giving her a wonky smile back making her chuckle cupping your face in your hand “I love you so much…" she mumbles looking at you lovingly “I love you too~” you tiredly say letting out a little yawn, letting the tiredness seep through your body your eyelids growing heavier and heavier by the second, closing your eyes letting the tiredness defeat you as you fell asleep in her arms…
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