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Regina: I am in charge of this disaster!

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Jos Cleary-Lopez x fem! reader

Warnings: fluff, coarse language, anxiety mentions/descriptions

In which reader is stressed out about a major exam— way too stressed out. Jos sees it all, worried that reader might break.

Requested? Yes / No

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Jos was up as the sun rose, quickly freshening up then going for a morning jog. You were still soundly asleep in her bed, face nearly buried in the pillow. Jos chuckles to herself as she left her room, closing the door so you could have the privacy.

“Oh, Jos!” Margot saw her, “Good morning. You’re up early.”

“Hi, Mom. Couldn’t fall back asleep, thought I’d go for a jog.” Jos shrugs.

“y/n’s still asleep?” Margot asks, holding her mug in both hands to take a sip of her coffee.

“Yeah, if she’s up before then— I doubt it, but let her know I’m just jogging.”

Margot chuckles, “Yeah, of course, sweetie. Have a good run.”

“Thanks.”

Jos leaves with that, turning right to head for the park nearby. Putting her earphones in, she put on her favourite playlist and just relaxed. Back at home, you were still in dreamland. But only because you stayed up till nearly one in the morning trying to study. You got out of bed to do that after Jos fell asleep around eleven. The fact that you had a major, life-altering exam coming up in no more than two months was constant weighing on your mind. You couldn’t forget about it even briefly, to catch a break. Lately, every waking moment was spent stressing over that exam. You thought you were playing it off very well, but Jos knew how to read you like a book by now. She knew something was off— she just didn’t want to pry and upset you just yet, hoping that you’d talk to her about it yourself.

Jos was aware that you had that exam, and she’s already told you— remember to take breaks from studying to do something else. Anything at all. But did you listen? No. Somehow you just couldn’t do anything but focus on studying.

And honestly, you didn’t exactly go to bed willingly last night. Jos dragged you into bed after seeing you still awake at her desk doing practice papers when you got up to pee.

“Babe!” She gasped, startled to see someone sitting at her desk. “Oh, thank God it’s just you. Why are you still up?”

“I need to study.” You sigh, hand still holding onto the pen and writing down answers to the questions on the sheet on paper.

“No. What you need, is to sleep. We need enough sleep, so we’re not tired and cranky and anxious. You need to get in bed, right now.” Jos looks at you.

“Just go pee.” You told her dismissively.

Jos huffs, going to the bathroom to do her business but quickly returned. “y/n. Sleep. Now.” She ordered. Sighing exasperatedly, you dropped your pen onto the desk and stood up unwillingly. You turned around and flopped onto bed like an annoyed child, arms crossed on your chest.

“Are we feeling cranky?” She teased. You knew she was right, but your mind just wasn’t…right. After hours and hours of practice exam papers. You huffed, turning away from her. Jos remains unfazed, spooning you next. You didn’t say anything, but you relaxed under her touch. Soon, you drifted off to sleep in her embrace, arguably the calmest you’ve felt all weekend.

Jos returns home in just under an hour later, got showered and refreshed. You, were still out. Jos was glad though, you were finally resting. She sat back in bed, reading her storybook for the week to finish it up. Her eyes glance at you every now and then, feeling herself smile as she watched you sleep.

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When you started to stir in your sleep, Jos put her book down. She watches you closes, hoping you wouldn’t immediately get back to studying. That really was all you were doing other than using the bathroom when needed. You wouldn’t even eat unless someone brought it up and you were hit with the realisation that you were actually hungry.

“What time is it?” You slurred, arms stretched out and you yawned.

“It’s not even six.” Jos answered.

“Why are you up?” You asked while turning onto your back and eventually to face her on your side.

“I went for a jog because I couldn’t fall back asleep.” She explains.

“Oh.” You sat up.

“Okay.” Jos began before you got even move another time, “I’ll make you a deal. We chill from now till breakfast, we have breakfast, then after that you can continue studying if you want to. But you have to get up and stretch, or just take a break every hour or so. Sound good?”

You give her offer some thought, ultimately nodding, “Okay.”

“Good.” She smiles, relieved, pressing a kiss to your cheek, “Do you want to talk about anything?”

You exhaled harshly, debating internally whether or not you wanted to tell her how you were feeling. She locked eyes with you, and somehow you just felt compelled to let her know. Maybe because at the back of your mind, you knew that she’d been so worried about you, but yet still so supportive— she knew you just wanted to do your best on the exam and achieve the best results possible, but hated that you couldn’t seem to take a break for your own sanity. Once you got sucked in, it was hard to have you stop. Once you started studying it was after you’d be sitting and worrying about your future, your family’s future— should you not get into the course you wanted to at university. You’ve experienced an influx of anxiety attacks over the last few weeks, because of the uncertainty you have been feeling about your life in university and beyond. All thanks to this exam coming up So she was glad you weren’t rushing over to her desk right now, and just…sitting by her.

“With the exam coming up, it got me thinking about a lot of things that I never even focused on before, ‘how will life be like at uni?’, ‘will I be able to cope?’, ‘will the course be the right one for me? what if it’s not?’, ‘what if— people are not…nice? especially after they find out i’m not straight’, ‘will i be able to maintain my grades?’, ‘what do i work as after i graduate?’, ‘will my salary be enough to pay for bills and things and saving up?’.” You started.

Jos just listens to you.

“I know I’ve been studying a lot, I know I put a lot of pressure on myself, but I don’t realise why I do that, I don’t realise I’ve been sucked into this downward spiral where the more I study, though- yes I retain the information — most of it, but my mind is still racing with those thoughts, those questions and I feel like if I stop thinking about those questions on the papers I will have to hear my own thoughts and that just…terrifies me.”

She was quiet for awhile once you stopped talking and started fiddling with your thumbs. “Okay, we will go make breakfast. Then I’ll study with you— we’ll make flashcards for each topic and I’ll quiz you, make it a little game. After forty-five minutes, we get up: to stretch, to walk, grab some candy or a drink. Anything. Just get away from the desk, let your mind recalibrate. Then we’ll go for a drive and get some lunch and just spend some time outside. Okay? Shake things up a little. We all have to do things we enjoy that aren’t just needs. Studying can be paused for a couple hours, it’s not gonna make you any less smart. Baby, you are the hardest worker I’ve ever known…aside from my Mom, maybe. But…” Jos chuckles over her words at the end, “If you keep forcing hour after hour of endless cramming, you will drive yourself insane and I don’t want you to experience that. I want you to take care of yourself. You’re more than your grades. Slow down, breathe and let your heart relax for awhile. I’ll be so proud of you no matter what the results are, you hear me?”

You nodded solemnly, but appreciative of what she’s just told you, “Yeah, I hear you. Thanks, Jos.” A smile creeps onto your face when she moves closer to you and caresses your cheek, “No matter what, I’ll be in your corner cheering you on. But you need to take care of yourself before you go tire yourself out just for a small part of your life. I’ll be here to take care of you, to do whatever you wanna do. I’m down, but you need to prioritise yourself. Alright?”

You pulled her into a hug, tears falling down your cheeks in eventual relief. You felt a heavy weight lifting off your shoulders after this. Your mind was as clear as ever. Free of all that previously weighed on your mind and body. “Thank you. I’m sorry for not spending more time with you lately.”

“It’s okay, baby. We’re okay.” Jos assured. “Don’t worry, you’ll do just fine. Everything will be fine. Let’s go make something to eat, ‘kay?”

“‘kay.” You agreed, letting her take you by the hand to go to the kitchen downstairs. Margot was starting to make breakfast, so Jos asks if you two could join in and help her.

“Oh, absolutely, girls. That’d be so fun.” Margot agreed, “Good to see you smile, y/n.”

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Gentle With Me

Jos Cleary-Lopez x fem! reader

Warnings: MDNI, sleepy make-out turned smut. Fingering, hickeys(reader receiving)

Got this idea out of nowhere and had to write it down lol😌(can y’ll tell I’ve given up on summarising my fics💀)

Your eyes peel open and were immediately met with Jos’ looking at you. You smile sleepily, rubbing your eyes and stretching out your arms. Jos’ arms tighten around you while she presses a kiss to the top of your head. “Good morning.” She says, the sleep still evident in her voice.

“Good morning.” You said back, snuggling against her chest, listening to the steady sound of her heartbeat. Feeling her rubbing your back, your eyes slowly fluttered shut again. But her hand travels down your back, eventually cupping your ass cheek and giving it an ever go gentle squeeze. You only sighed quietly in response, wanting to drift back to sleep. But it gradually became clear that Jos had other plans— she shifted slightly so that there was a gap between you and her, then she tilted your chin to kiss you. Just a soft peck. Just one. Then another. And another.

Her kisses got increasingly long and passionate, giving a flutter in your chest. Still, your eyes were still closed while you reciprocated lazily but you gave her a smile. She chuckles, caressing your cheek before lifting your leg to put it on her hip. Jos’ hand was then felt resting on your hip, just shy of the waistband of your shorts. “Baby.” She says softly to get your attention. You opened your eyes and looked at her, “Everyone’s home. We barely finished before they all got home last night.” You were fighting back a yawn as she opened up her mouth to speak, “I’ll be gentle. The door’s locked, don’t worry.”

You hummed, giving her a slight nod that could’ve easily been missed then leaned in to capture her lips into your own, wanting to feel them on yours, just because. Jos smiles into it, reciprocating with that same sweetness and softness. But of course, the more she kissed you, the more hungry her kisses became. Her tongue slips into your mouth, eager to explore. You let her, a tiny whine falls from your lips and into her mouth, getting swallowed when she grazes her teeth over your lower lip. “You’re not gonna open your eyes, baby?” Jos chuckles over her words, hand lightly clawing your clothed back. You shook your head, your lips unwilling to let go of hers despite still feeling sleepy. “That’s alright.” Jos breaks away, breath fanning against your face, making you scrunch your nose and laugh, you feel her hand caressing your hip briefly and her finger hooking the hem of your underwear together with your shorts. But the pieces of fabric don’t leave you as anticipated. Jos’ hand slids to your front, cupping your cunt over the thin cloth that was your underwear. Your breathing hitches just slightly, she gleefully reconnects your lips. She starts rubbing circles on your clit like that, starting slowly but surely riling you up.

A meek whine comes from your mouth and she presses harder which causes you to take in a sharp breath. Her lips still haven’t left yours, but she was ready to move them lower— but she was waiting. Waiting for your neck to get thrown back. “You want more, baby?” She whispered. Whining in answer to her question, you nodded vigorously. She doesn’t say anything back but her fingers ghosts your entrance on top of the fabric. Jos grins to herself feeling your wetness spreading to her fingertips. She keeps her fingers there, but her lips connected with your skin again, covering every inch of it from your jaw to your core. You ended up on your back as a result but she guided you onto your side again with your leg on her hip. “You want me, baby?” Her fingers ran up your cheek, caressing it as she watches your face contort trying to keep quiet. “Yes.” You told her breathily, “Yes…” A second later, her hand was in your shorts again, but this time she pushes your underwear aside and slid a finger inside you. “Fuck.” You took in a shaky breath, “Oh, fuck”

Jos keeps at a languish pace, gentle and oh-so -loving. You feel her eyes on you as she fingered you, studying every little change in your expression. She attacks your neck with kisses simultaneously, making you all the more miserable having to stay quiet. You gnawed onto your lower lip to divert your attention to it instead. But, hey, Jos was skilled. That distraction didn’t last long before you quite literally had to cover your face with a pillow to muffle the noise. Jos took it off as soon as you got quiet, she hated that you had to do that. Soon enough, you were feeling your eyes roll to the back of your head following an abrupt surge in pleasure— that fluttering in your core…it was picking up its pace relentlessly as Jos took her time plunging her fingers in and out of you. This was arguably the gentlest she’s been with you, but yet the pleasure you were feeling was so intense. It even scared you. “You like that, baby?” She asks, voice breathy due to her volume. It was barely a whisper. “You like that?”

Mumbling incoherently, you nodded, avoiding her gaze for dear life— you didn’t need to look in her big doe eyes and get more turned on than you already were. “Baby, look at me, baby.” She requested the eye contact as soon as you broke it, fingers going faster, curling up consistently to tackle your sensitive spot. Fuck, how you wanted to scream. How you wanted, to cry. But yet, neither were possible. You became acutely aware of her family’s present when you heard a particularly piercing scream from Jos’ sister Izzie, “Mom! Matty got pancake batter in my hair!”

Your breathing gets more ragged by the minute, hands? One clutching the sheets beneath you, the other clawing at Jos’ upper back. You could hear just how fast she was going— the sound was barely muffled by her duvet which covered both of you pretty fully.

Eventually, your face was buried in her shoulder, your front pressing right up against Jos’. “You look so cute right now, so fucked out, princess…” Jos remarked, “I love how you’re looking right now, so desperate to make just a bit of noise…pity I can’t see how wet you are, baby.”

You whined, face staying buried in her shoulder to allow more noise to fall from your mouth. “‘m so close—” You mumbled, “Mm— fuck—”

She couldn’t see it, and neither could you. But the both of you could definitely feel it. You were soaking through your underwear and shorts, you could feel how your arousal clung to your thigh the more it leaked. If you were anymore sober, you’d simply yank them off and get changed because of how uncomfortable it would feel. But now…not a thing was going through your head. Other than pure pleasure, and the building urge for release. Your mind has turned to mush, everything she was saying to you only made you more needy, because nothing mattered more to you than feeling the pleasure— than chasing your high. Jos’ hand on your back migrates to your chest, practically using your breasts as stress balls while her fingers slammed into you with the sole purpose of finally pushing you over the edge.

“Mm— mm— mm!” Your noises were pathetic as they got squeezed out of your mouth, only to get muffled because neither of you wanted to get caught. Jos chuckling sent a chill down your spine, and caused the coil in your core to tighten abruptly. You were on the brink of release. So, very close. “Oh, yeah. That’s it, baby.” Jos praised, “Come for me. Give me one…you know you want to

Muttering a long string of unclear obscenities, you were clenching around her fingers and unraveling while you clung onto her for support. Damn it, you were seeing stars. Her fingers slowed to a halt, getting pulled out of your heat. She cups your cheek and presses an adoring kiss to your temple. “You’re okay, y/n. You’re okay, baby.” She kept saying words of assurance into your ears as your trembling frame started to calm down, “Oh, you did so good for me. So good. Thank you.” While you were attempting to catch your breath, her two fingers that were inside you emerged from the blanket. Completely just creamed. It was such a sinful sight, that gave you a freaking rush, but the happiest right now? Was Jos, finally able to see the results of her actions. She lays on you, waving the fingers by your mouth briefly. You shook your head, swallowing harshly as a sudden pant of air gets pushed out of you the moment her weight was laid on your body. “No?” She asks to confirm.

“No.” You managed, still just slightly winded.

She stuck her fingers into her mouth, letting you watch her suck them clean. Jos did this on purpose, she knew the effect that this move had on you. “Do you want me to clean you up down there too?” She asks cheekily.

You gave her a whiny ‘no’, then said, “Can you run me a bath?”

“Okay, of course, baby.” Jos agrees, taking her time to climb off you. “I’ll go right now. Give me a minute, okay?”

You nodded, lifting the blanket off of yourself then slowly swinging your legs off the side of the bed. Honestly, you were a little scared to look at the aftermath on her bed. It was probably a goner. Well…her sheets at least.

Jos poked her head through the bathroom’s doorframe to check on you, “Doing okay, babe?”

“Yeah. Yeah, I’m okay” You confirmed while standing up.

“I’ll take care of the sheets, and the clothes you just worry about your bath.” Jos assured, “Come on.”

You gingerly made your way to the ensuite bathroom, afraid you’d fall on your face(it’s nearly happened one time and you were thoroughly embarrassed). She watches you, knowing precisely what you were concerned about. “You’re alright.” She promised.

Once you got to the bathroom, she helps you get undressed and into the tub. “I’ll go change my sheets then I’ll be right here with you, how’s that?”

You hummed, nodding, “Perfect.” Pressing a kiss to the top of your head and cupping your cheek, she says, “Be right back.”

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