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‧͙･༓☾⋆୨୧˚.ೃ࿐ੈ✩˚ the proposal,,

(part two of the meet the martins series)

kate martin x fem!reader

it’s been a year since you first met kate’s family. since then, you’ve seen them more times than you can count, each one leaving a lasting impression on you. you’ve grown impossibly close to each one of them, especially her mother and sister. you were even there when kennedy gave birth to carson, your most favorite person ever.

your relationship with kate has also grown exponentially. you spent almost all your time with her, attached to the hip. you were there for her senior night, there for her loss against south carolina, there for her draft night, and there when it was announced she made the final roster.

you both knew now was the time to make big decisions for your relationship. kate was moving across the country and the big question was whether or not you’d go with her. you were only dating and moving so far away from home was scary. kate brought it up a few times, but the conversation always ended up being more uncertain than it was before.

the first time she flew out you stayed behind, still needing the last weeks of school to finish your degree. it was hard for you to be without kate for an extended period of time, always so used to being in her presence or having the option to drive five minutes just to see her. she struggled all the same, wishing she could snuggle into after a hard workout.

kate was granted a few vacation weeks before the tryouts started and decided to take you, your family, and her family to a lake house. everyone packed up, leaving their lives behind for a week. you were beyond grateful to see kate again, not knowing when you were going to see her again after the time was up.

you were basking in the early morning sun of the lake house, reveling in the feeling of kate’s sweet kisses on your shoulder. her warmth seeped through your skin, warming your own skin and flushing your cheeks red.

“g’morning kate,” you mumble into the pillow sleepily, not wanting to disturb the peaceful silence of the early morning.

“morning baby.” she continues peppering kisses on your bare skin, dragging her hand up and down your leg. she missed being able to hold you in the morning, to pepper you with love before having to leave.

in those long mornings without you, kate began to question if it was even worth it. sure, she loved basketball. she loved the opportunity she was given to tryout for one of her favorite teams, but what good was it without you by her side to cheer her on. she needed you.

“lets get you some breakfast sweet girl,”

kate pulls you out of bed, guiding you down the hall as you wipe the sleep from your eyes. she pulls out a barstool for you, quickly making your breakfast and returning to you.

she refuses to leave your side, draping her arms over your shoulders while you eat. you don’t mind, leaning into her touch and letting it consume you whole. you let you steal a few bites from your plate, knowing she’d still do it whether you protested or not.

your moms walked into the kitchen, dressed to go out. they were talking as if they were best friends and honestly, at this point, they may be. everyone from both of your family’s got along so well, which you and kate really appreciate.

“hey, me and the moms are gonna go out today and get some things. you can stay here, just relax okay? you can sunbathe like you’ve been wanting to do.”

you nod, not thinking anything of it. kate secretly sighs in relief, thankful that you didn’t question anything. your girlfriend needed this time to sort out some plans without you knowing what she was up to.

as soon as kate was in the car with your mom and her own, she pulled the red velvet box out of her pocket and displayed it in her hand. she felt like she was holding the most valuable possession in the world, and in some ways she was. it was a symbol of her future with you and a reminder of every moment leading up to this.

flashbacks of a year ago in her room decorated her memory, recalling the moment when she said she wanted to marry you. she meant it then, and now has the opportunity to act on it now.

your mother’s eyes gleamed, completely fixated on the box. kate pried it open, revealing the dazzling gem held together by gold and silver. your mom’s eyes dared to spill a tear, not believing she’s looking at her daughter’s engagement ring. it was absolutely and undeniably beautiful, a perfect fit for you.

“what do you guys think?”

jill reaches out to touch her daughter’s shaky hand, offering support and affirmation. “kate, she’ll love it. it’s beautiful.”

kate’s looking at your mom for the same response, eyes pleading for her to say something. your mom is wiping her baby tears, trying to calm her own overwhelming nerves.

“it’s.. it’s amazing kate. i know my daughter is in good hands with you.”

it has been a few hours but kate had finally returned. the first thing she did was search for you, eventually finding you sunbathing on the lake dock. she silently admired you for a moment, noticing you were in her favorite swimsuit of yours.

memories of you wearing that come back to her. she remembers the first time she saw you in that it made her absolutely feral, taking it off of you in the middle of the hot tub. her face grows red at the memory, refraining herself from repeating history.

“hey baby,”

“hey kate! did you have fun?”

“yeah, we got some baking stuff so we can make brownies tonight.”

“double fudge?”

“double fudge.”

you smile, turning your body to face her. she’s sitting next to your chair, running her fingers gently through your hair. she’s staring right at you with a big smile on her face that never waivers.

“what?”

“nothing. i just really love you.”

she leans in and pecks your lips a few times, not giving you time to answer. she’s growing more nervous by the second, anticipation for later growing an uncontrollable amount. when you pull away you can tell something’s off, noticing the way she’s pulling on her own fingers numerous times over.

“kate? are you okay?”

“huh? yeah- just thinking. nervous about tryouts and everything.”

“i know you’ll do great, i’m cheering for you one thousand percent.”

“and that’s all i need. hey also, i got you a new dress while we were out today, you should wear it for dinner. i think you’ll really like it.”

“really? thank you k, i can’t wait to see it.”

you kiss her once more, letting it linger this time. you want to bask with her and never let go. she welcomes the kiss and reciprocates, gingerly holding the sides of your face.

eventually you pull away, instantly feeling the ghost of her presence on your skin. it leaves behind her body warmth, skin tingling from her touch. needing to shower before dinner, you collect your things and head back to the house with kate.

it isn’t until after your shower that you get to see the dress. it’s beautiful, not too fancy but definitely more than casual. it’s one of your favorite colors too, loving the way it compliments your skin tone. you put it on and feel too beautiful, reminding yourself to thank kate later.

by the time you finish your hair and makeup it’s time to set the table for dinner. you walk out and see kennedy, finding her through the crowd of both of your families.

“hey ken,”

“hey- oh my goodness you look so beautiful!”

you’re about to tell her the same, but kate approaches the both of you looking frantic. “hey kennedy, can i please talk to you for a second?”

“sure- we’ll be right back.”

you wave them off, kate’s behavior sparking some anxiety inside of you. she’s been acting off but she says she’s fine. you’re just worried.

out of your sight, kate pulls her sister into the nearest room, completely panicked and on edge. she thinks she might go crazy, nothing helping to calm her nerves.

“ken, i’m so nervous. what if she says no? or she’s not ready? or what if this isn’t how she imagined it? i want everything to be perfect for her.”

“kate, it’s okay. calm down- please. you’ve done so good with the planning, i know it’s going to be everything she’s dreamed of. just be happy!”

kate nods, taking deep breaths towards the ceiling. her sister is right; you and kate talked numerous times about your dreams of marriage and proposals. she planned all of this around what you’ve described before from your dreams. part of kate, deep down, is just consumed by the fear that you’re not ready for this yet. you might not be ready to move across the country for her.

“go out there and show your future wife how much you love her.”

you sat next to kate during dinner, both of your families surrounding you. her hand stayed on your thigh throughout the majority of the meal, squeezing every now and then. she knew it was to calm her nerves but it passed off as simple affection. she just hopes her sweaty palms didn’t leave a spot on your dress.

after cleaning and tidying up, kate takes you down to the dock. she holds your hand tight, the hold buried deep in her pocket. your and kate’s family follows behind quietly without your knowledge, pulling out camera’s and tiny party horns.

“i love you.”

“i love you too kate.”

she’s holding your waist, swaying you around to imaginary music. the dress she bought you flows gently in the wind, wrapping around kate as well.

she turns your back to her chest, letting you both face the water as the sun sets over the trees. it creates a beautiful scenery, painting pinks and yellows through the sky.

she pulls away from you, taking a deep and heavy breath. now was the moment she’s been preparing for. it’s been weeks in the making, probably more than that. she’s having a hard focusing on anything other than you in this moment, your history and future counting on this moment.

she feels in her pocket for the box, pulling it out as she gets on one knee behind you. usually kate is so calm and collected but right now she’s shitting bricks waiting for you to turn around. when you don’t, she leans forward, gently nudging the back of your thigh. it’s enough to get your attention, wordlessly turning around to the sight of kate on one knee.

she peels back the lid of the velvet box, revealing the ring she showed to her mom and yours only hours ago. you’re at a loss for words, mouth falling agape.

“i know we’ve only been together for like, two years. but even more than that i know that i love you more than anything else. i’ve thought about this moment everyday for a year. i don’t need an eternity to know i love you, i just need you. i can’t do it without you. will you please make me the luckiest, most grateful person on the planet, and marry me?”

you’re crying, tears streaming down your face. you swear this is the happiest you’ve ever been, basking in the moment and committing it to memory. you’re so thankful for kate, nothing but love and admiration in your heart when you look at her.

you crying and nodding, chanting yes over and over hoping and praying this isn’t all happening in your head. she’s standing up now, pulling you into an earth-shattering embrace and refusing to let you go until she remembers she hasn’t even put the ring on your finger yet.

your fiancé pulls back, sliding the most beautiful ring you’ve ever seen onto your finger. you’re both shaking, crying, and laughing. you break out into a huge grin, pulling kate into a passionate kiss with haste.

you know one thing for certain, you love kate martin. not only do you love her, you know she’s your soulmate. you know you’d move across the country for her, and move you will.

las vegas, meet the martins.

･༓☾⋆୨୧˚.ೃ࿐ੈ✩˚

will spell check this later

i hope you like it!!!

KATE AND READER ARE GROWING 😊😊

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girlokwhatever · 2 days

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༉‧₊˚.•·.·''·.·•⋆·˚ ༘ *-‘๑’- late night needs,,

emily engstler x fem!reader (18+)

you wake from your slumber at the feeling of your shirt being tugged. you groan, turning to see emily on her knees between your legs, covers thrown to her side of the bed. you smell her body wash floating through the air, noting she must’ve just gotten home and decided to take a quick shower.

as soon as you make eye contact she leans up to kiss you, gentle and slow. your stomach does a backflip at her intrusion, her tongue slipping past your lips. you gently bring your arms up to wrap around the back of her neck, pulling her in.

you missed her.

she holds your neck gently, propping herself up with the other. she slots her knee between your already-spread thighs, pressing into your panties. you immediately whine into her mouth at the pressure, pulling away.

“emily..”

she finds other places to occupy her lips. your chin, jaw, neck, ear, anywhere she can reach. she’s on your neck when she whispers back, “please baby, want you so bad.”

her tone makes you throb, her rasp sinking into your skin and finding its way to your clit. she feels everything, especially the way your body radiates warmth from the lower region. you nod wordlessly, attempting to wipe the sleep from your eyes.

within seconds she’s back to her previous position, pulling your legs over her shoulders as she lowers onto her stomach. she’s kissing your thighs while pulling your underwear to the side, twisting the damp fabric around her finger. she pulls you down the bed so she can reach you better, darting her tongue out to taste you.

she’s been thinking about this all day, wanting nothing more than to be in her safe spot between your thighs. the pressure as you squeeze them around her head makes her near delirious, head spinning with thoughts of only you.

emily’s tongue flattens out as she shakes her head, sweeping over every inch of your dripping cunt. she wants this so bad, plunging two fingers into your weeping hole. your tightness sucks her in, having to use more energy to pull out than to thrust in. she’s watching your face, eyes closed shut against the pillow and mouth open.

she switches her tongue out for her fingers, pointer finger toying with your clit as her tongue prods at your wetness. you’re a whining and whimpering mess, your half-awake sensitivity heightening the sensation of your girlfriend between your legs. you take fist fulls of the comforter between your fingers as your orgasm quickly approaches.

her fingers plunge back into you, curling against your sweet spot. her tongue licks around her fingers, catching your leaking arousal. your hips stutter against her face, changing the angle of her fingers. it makes you cry out, orgasm washing over you in fervor as you cum onto her fingers.

your girlfriend pulls her fingers away, sticking them in her mouth. within the same second, without a stutter or pause, her other hand connects with your clit. her thumb rubs sloppy circles on your bud as she finishes licking her fingers clean, her spit lingering on your skin when she puts her hand on your lower stomach.

your legs are shaking when she sucks your clit into her mouth, still not done with you. you’re like nectar to her, sweet arousal smeared on her chin and mouth. she groans against you, reveling in your taste. it elicits a choked moan out of you, voice gruffy from sleep.

your body is completely relaxed under her, letting emily handle you however she sees fit. her left hand roams up your shirt, pushing it up until your bare chest peeks out. your nipples grow hard from the cold air, perky and a perfect fit in your girlfriend’s hand.

she alternates between each one, twisting your nipple and massaging your breasts. she thinks she may never get enough of you, even when she’s drowning in your cunt. she sucks on your clit, tongue rubbing in circles. she feels your back arch, your hand finding her bicep and you squeeze. hard.

“gonna cum, em. yeahyeahyeah please,” you’re whining, scratching your nails down her arm and it only adds to her pleasure to know she gets you off so easily.

“yeah? you got it baby, cum on my face.”

she places her tongue back on your sensitive clit, pressing into it and swirling it around in her mouth. her hand pinches your nipple and tugs, encouraging your orgasm to approach faster.

you whimper, a dragged out whine following soon after and you’re cumming on her face. your body twitches as your back relaxes back into the bed, legs still wrapped around emily’s head. she licks you clean, wiping you gently with a towel she grabbed earlier. she’s being delicate, placing a gentle kiss over your belly button while rubbing her hands up and down your thighs.

her hands move to your sides, gently squeezing to see if you’re still awake. you melt into her, opening your eyes halfway to meet her face, a smile on her face.

“you okay?”

“mhm,” you hum, obviously tired and worn out from the activity. pulling her into you, you place a quick peck on her lips. she accepts it eagerly, wanting nothing more than to have you in her space.

she pulls you into her chest once she settles in, wrapping your limbs together in a knot. her nose tucks itself into the space between your shoulder and neck, letting your scent relax her. she kisses you one more time as you drift off, mumbling about how much you love her.

“i love you too pretty girl,”

*.ೃ༄༉‧₊˚.⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚`*:;,．★

ive seen the overwhelming need for some emily smut SOOOOOO

here you go

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