Cat Got Your Tongue? Pt. 3

“Cat Got Your Tongue?” Pt. 3

Rosalie Otterbourne × Black!Fem!Reader

Warnings: Suggestive, angst if you squint, Rosalie being the only woman ever, reader is a simp off rip reader is the sister of Cab Calloway and the cousin of Billie Holiday, Rosalie has rizz

Summary: Being in love she didn't know whether she was falling or flying but she was airborne either way... or a story about a woman falling head over heels for another woman in the 1930s

Y/N awoke with a slight panic coursing through her body. She leapt up out of the bed gathering her clothes in a frenzy being careful not to awake the beauty still laying in the bed. She made quick work of getting redressed quietly exiting the room but not before giving Rosalie a kiss to her forehead. She raced down the hall towards her cousin’s room with tears streaming down her cheeks. She was in distress and needed her Mother figure’s advice at the moment. Making it to Billie’s room she rapped on the door waiting patiently to be granted access.

The door swung open revealing a wild Billie Holiday with smudged eyeliner and a crooked ponytail that she’d fix later or even out with a flower. “Chile, whatcha goin on bout? What’s these tears fo’?” Billie quickly shushed her pulling her into the room before anyone could see her. “Billie we leave today! I just met the most wonderful woman in my life and I’ll never see her again! I’ll never be able to hear her sweet voice or hold her in my arms ever again!”. Billie raised an eyebrow as to silently ask who this mystery woman was, Y/N quickly catching on spoke her name into existence. “Rosalie, Ms. Rosalie Otterbourne. Believe the good lord sent her fo’ me Billie” Billie nodded completely understanding the feeling of what her cousin was feeling.

“Nah Nah just calm down honey! I’ll call Cab and we’ll get this sorted just sat down over there.” Billie spoke picking up the phone dialing Cab, “Hello? Cab? Yeah, this Billie.. mhm, yo sister in here inna fit uh tears.. mhm, sum bout Rosalie Otterbourne… hello? Cab?”. The phone was quickly disconnected followed by a rap on the door. Billie placed the phone down taking a glance at Y/N who was now sobbing by the window. She opened the door to reveal a disheveled Cab Calloway in the flesh breathing deeply. “Where she at Billie? She still hea?” Billie nodded moving to the side to let the distressed jazz singer/ band conductor inside.

“Twixy baby? What’s tha matter?” Cab kneeled in front of Y/N gently holding her hands in his gazing up at her. He wiped her tears ready to listen to her fully. Y/N croaked out sniffing repeatedly “we’re leaving today and I’ll never see her again Foxy! God she’s so amazing and I want her so much yet we’ll neva cross paths again!”. She started sobbing all over again causing her brother to pull her into his arms rubbing her back softly. “Twixy baby I’ll push it back ya hear? Go wipe ya face and go get ya woman, Billie and I will follow ya down there for support. How’s that sound Twixy?” Cab raised his eyebrows at her with a soft smile

“Oh Foxy you’re wonderful!” Y/N cried out hugging his neck and kissing his cheek. She leaped up grabbing the dress Billie had sneakily laid out on the bed for her racing into the bathroom. She fixed herself up and rushed back out patting her hair making sure it looked good, “c’mon y’all we gotta go!”. She rushed back out of the room and towards the one her and Rosalie shared last night to find it empty, her heart dropped and she raced down to the lobby, Billie and Cab hot on her trail. She made it outside just in time to see the last luggage being loaded onto the tour bus. Panicking she yelled Rosalie’s name causing the other woman to turn around and glare. “Ah the rift raft is back after dippin out I see” her tone icy to match the diamonds on her neck.

She had tears in her eyes as she turned to walk away causing Y/N to gently take her wrist. “Rosalie please! I can explain just please… hear me out?” Rosalie huffed but nodded leading Y/N into an alleyway. “What do you want rift raft? Aren’t you satisfied after throwin me out to dry like a toy!?” Rosalie was pissed with a mix of hurt as she spoke. “Rosalie please, last night meant more to me than just a one night thing, you’re the most wonderful woman I’ve ever met. My brother and I… our tour dates here were supposed to end today and I panicked thinking I wasn’t goin ever see you again.”

Rosalie listened silently as the woman spoke, her facial expression never changing. “I ran to my cousin’s room in tears she had to call my brother to calm me down.. he moved back the days so I could have more time with you! Rosalie please, I want you more than anything and I’ll do whatever it takes to prove that!”. Y/N was now once again in tears as she spoke reaching out to hold Rosalie’s waist who surprisingly let her. “You dumb girl” Rosalie giggled out grabbing Y/N by her cheeks kissing her deeply “next time tell me so I don’t feel like my heart is gettin ripped out my chest.”

Y/N breathed a sigh of relief kissing the woman back gripping her waist pulling her closer. “Aren’t you leaving baby? I saw the luggage getting packed up” Y/N whispered against Rosalie’s lips causing Rosalie to shake her head. “My aunt’s partner is but we’re not… in fact my aunt talked to your brother… we’re joinin ya on tour sunflower!” Y/N grinned widely picking Rosalie up twirling her slowly. Once placed back on the ground Rosalie took her hand leading her back to where her Aunt was standing. “Auntie this here is my girl Y/N Calloway” Salome smirked softly at the woman holding her hand out “pleasure to be joinin ya on tour, ya got a beautiful voice by the way”.

She the nudged Rosalie who held a smirk of her own, Y/N in turn swung around to face Cab with a glare. “I panicked for no damn reason Foxy!???” Cab laughed loudly walking back into the hotel with Billie and Salome. Rosalie took her hand leading her back into the hotel whispering into her ear “let’s go get reacquainted with each other Hmm?” Y/N blushed following her in “yes ma’am”

Lord of the Mountains

M'Baku x F!Reader

2.2k words

Summary: After Namor's attack on the Golden City, you are sent to Jabari for safety. You're not sure if you could ever feel safe again after what you endured a few days ago, until you finally meet the kind eyes of the Jabari Tribe's leader...

Warnings: Reader is claustrophobic, has an episode, mentions of nightmares, almost drowning, loss of loved ones, spoilers for Wakanda Forever.

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Water. There was water everywhere.

Flooding the streets, tidal waves taking people out left and right.

It barreled down each and every pathway, racing toward you as you desperately tried to run towards safety, the splashing sounds taunting you from behind.

The water bit at your heels before crashing over you-

You woke with a gasp, body covered in sweat, crawling along your skin.

Even though you knew you had just woken up from a nightmare, you couldn’t manage to even out your breathing.

Because it wasn’t totally a nightmare.

It was a memory. From just a few days ago when Wakanda was attacked.

You looked around at all of the sleeping bodies around you, their mats covering nearly every inch of the floor. There was no empty space. Nowhere to breathe. 

The walls of the small refuge created in the caves of the Jabari Tribe headquarters began to close in on you, and the space suddenly became too crowded.

And then you were drowning all over again, chest constricting, air refusing to reach your lungs.

Without thinking, you jumped out of your mat, maneuvering around all of the sleeping Wakandan refugees, black spots forming in your vision as the panic continued to rise in you.

Why did it feel like the path out of this room went on for miles and miles? Why was there no end in sight?

Finally, you made it through the sea of people and toward the dim hallway.

Before you could let out a sigh of relief, you heard it.

The splashing. The devastating waves.

They had found you once again.

You turned to look over your shoulder as you picked up your pace, sprinting down the hall to run away from the phantom tidal wave that chased you in your mind-

Until you crashed into something.

Something large, sturdy.

Someone, you gathered - as massive hands wrapped around your arms to keep you from stumbling to the ground. 

You looked up, eyes fighting the black spots to focus on the concerned brown eyes staring down at you.

A small voice in the back of your brain screamed to you that this man was important, a person of great respect, someone who deserved a bow or some sort of recognition.

Lord M’Baku, leader of the Jabari Tribe, the Great Gorilla. One of the fiercest warriors in all of Wakanda.

But the larger part of your mind was still breaking down, so for right now, he was someone you could cling to for support.

“Outside,” you gasped, your head growing dizzy. You needed to be out in the open fast or else you were going to pass out. “I need to get outside.”

He didn’t say anything, just nodded. His hands held onto you a little tighter as your legs grew wobbly beneath you.

“Can you walk?” he asked, low voice echoing through the hallway and deep inside your chest. 

You nodded, unable to speak, and it was all he needed. He shifted his hold to grab the small of your back and led you down the hall, holding you closely to his side to make sure you didn’t fall over.

“This way,” he murmured, veering off the main path and down a smaller corridor, and you almost protested being in the more confining space, but something told you to trust the man fighting to keep you upright.

A few seconds later, he was opening a large stone door built into the wall of the mountain. As you felt the cool night air hit your face, your body sagged further into him in relief before running out of his hold and toward the balcony ahead. 

It took a handful of heaving gulps before you managed to put enough air in your lungs to get rid of the black spots. You looked up from the stone below your hands and toward the view in front of you and let out a small gasp.

You must have been close to the peak of the mountain for a view like this, to see the entirety of Jabari, the neighboring mountains glittering with snow, the full moon illuminating every surface with a mesmerizing glow, millions of stars twinkling above.

The sounds of water were gone from your mind, and you were met with the peaceful silence of night.

Even though you had just gotten air back into your lungs, the scene before you momentarily took your breath away again once more, but in a much less terrifying way.

“Here,” M’Baku’s low voice came from behind. You turned around to see a glass of water held out in front of you. Looking up to meet those comforting brown eyes, you nodded a quick thanks and took the glass, knocking half of it back in one go.

When you looked back, you saw two large, empty hands fiddling together in front of the giant warrior, as if anxious.

“What else can I do?” he asked, desperate to help in any way.

Something in the protective tone in his voice put knots in your stomach and you shook your head. “I-I’m f-f-f-fine,” you replied, the shivers escaping from you exposing the fact that your sweat-covered body was now open to the freezing cold air and you were not, in fact, fine.

The lord of the mountain shook his head, a light huff escaping his chest as he took the fur off his back.

“No, n-no, you don’t have to-” you tried to protest, but before you could say another word the wrap was over your shoulders, and the sudden warmth radiating through your body was so  intoxicating that it brought a small smile to your face.

 M’Baku let out a grizzly laugh that brought even more warmth to your insides. “There it is,” he said.

Your brows furrowed. “There what is?”

“I was not going to find an ounce of rest this night if I did not get you to smile,” he replied.

You let out a small laugh, taking more of him in now that your nerves had settled.

Though he now stood a couple of feet away from you, you still needed to crane your neck back in order to look at his face. The man completely towered over you, his presence commanding the entire space.

And yet, you didn’t feel any fear around him, or like you were being looked down on by someone of high status in these lands.

You felt comforted, protected, safe, which had not been the case in the days since Namor attacked the Golden City. Since then, all you had known was fear.

His dark skin glowed under the moonlight, making his features even more breathtaking. Without the cover of his fur, you could see the bulging muscles from his bare shoulders all the way down his arms.

There had been many times during your time in Wakanda that you heard whispers of the lord of the mountains, and how M’Baku’s strength could only be met with that of the Black Panther themself.

You imagined him lifting your body into the air with complete ease, a thought you never inherently had with any other man you had encountered. 

“How are you not cold right now, Your Lordship?” you asked, shivering at the thought of him being so exposed in such cold weather. 

He tsk’ed, taking a step forward and extending his arm out. “I am the heart of these mountains, my lady. There is a fire in my veins that no cold can put out.”

You rested a hand on his large bicep, the warmth radiating from it sending a shiver down your spine. Had you been able to focus on anything other than the feeling of his smooth, muscled skin, you would have heard the small hitch in his breath from your touch.

“M’Baku,” he said softly, and you looked back up at him. “Call me M’Baku.”

How could you say no to such a request, with the way his eyes bore into yours?

You gave him your name, and he mouthed it to himself, feeling the string of letters along his lips.

“You are not from Wakanda,” he said after a beat. A statement rather than a question.

“I am not,” you still responded.

“You chose a terrible time to visit.” The joking tone in his voice made you laugh.

“I suppose not,” you said, finally noticing that your hand was still on his arm. You forced yourself to remove it. “I’ve been here for a few years, actually. Used to work for Shield as a scientist, and was assigned here by Steve Rogers for a few months to work with the Wakandan scientists and Bucky Barnes. After everything with…Thanos, I was officially out of a job. Bruce Banner pulled a few strings with Shuri and allowed me to continue working here.”

“I wish our paths had crossed sooner.”

Your throat constricted, tears welling in your eyes and you nodded. “Me, too.”

Concern returned to his expression and he rested a hand on your cheek. “What is wrong?”

A scoff escaped from your lips before you could remind yourself that you were speaking with practically royalty. 

“I’m sorry.” Your bottom lip began quivering. “I mean, what isn’t wrong right now? Wakanda is under attack, and I lost friends who have been my family these last few years. I also don’t know if I’ll ever be able to sleep without having nightmares of almost drowning ever again-”

Strong arms wrapped around you, cutting off your rambling as they completely consumed you in warmth and security as you cried into the chest of the great leader.

Some unknown number of minutes passed before he pulled away, your composure returning. His hand went back to your cheek, thumb wiping away a tear.

“I know things appear grim right now, but I swear on Hanuman himself that I will do everything in my power to protect Wakanda and its people…” his serious expression turned sly and he winked, “especially its visitors with the most radiant of smiles.”

Your smile returned, and so did your laugh.

“Thank you, M’Baku.”

With a nod, he lowered his hand to grab yours. “Come. Let’s get you to bed.”

Panic arose in you once more at the thought of being in the small room with so many other people. “I think I’d rather stay out here-”

“Nonsense. I have a private room in my chambers where you can rest.” He waved his free hand behind him to show off the giant glass window, behind it a cozy bedroom.

“Oh no, I don’t want to intrude.”

He rolled his eyes. “Y/n, the whole of Wakanda is intruding on my lands this evening. Now, please stop trying to argue with the Great Gorilla before I show you how I got that name.”

Your feet slowed, stomach dropping at the threat. But when he turned around, there was a mischievous look on his face, and a grin from ear to ear. He winked at you again and you found yourself laughing at the powerful warrior before you.

“My apologies, Mr. Great Gorilla,” you retorted, pulling a low, rumbly laugh from him.

He escorted you into the room, remaining at the doorway, his back turned away from you as you sat on the bed.

“I will leave you to rest,” he said, hand going to the door.

“Wait-” you called, unable to stop yourself. His hand paused. “This is definitely too much to ask, and I’m sure you have a million other things to take care of…but is there any chance you could stay?”

M’Baku turned back to you, and you immediately opened your mouth to try and take back your request.

But the look in those kind eyes halted your words, and without hesitation he nodded.

“Anything you need.”

All I need is you, you thought. 

You swallowed. “Thank you.”

He walked over, sitting on the bed next to you, your backs pressed against the headboard, gazes toward the wall in front of you.

The two of you sat there in silence for a few moments, your thumbs twiddling on your lap as a newfound awkwardness slowly ate at you.

M’Baku cleared his throat, clearly in the same state of discomfort as you were.

“So,” you finally said, “how did you earn the title of Great Gorilla?”

His lips curved upward as he looked over at you. “I am so glad you asked. It all started when…”

The two of you stayed awake for hours, sharing stories and asking each other questions.

Finally, as your lids grew heavier and heavier, gravity pulled your head to the muscular shoulder next to you as sleep pulled you under.

When you awoke, the sun was shining, and you felt rested for the first time in days.

You also felt a familiar sturdiness underneath your cheek, as well as a large arm wrapped around your waist.

Looking up, you found M’Baku staring down on you, a serious - almost nervous - look on his face.

He smiled. “Good morning, Y/n. How did you sleep?”

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“Iron on the bar Sir” the bartender spoke spitting onto the dirt afterwards. She complied placing one of her guns onto the bar but not the other. She was no fool if things went left she’d be the first firing off a round of bullets. “What’ll be sir?” The monotonous voice rang out from behind the bar making her glance out from beneath the brim of her hat to not seem rude. “Coffee. Please.” She spoke glancing around her taking in her surroundings, her bronze sun kissed skin glowing underneath the faulty yellow hues of the lights making it look like she had specks of gold in her skin. She took the cup of coffee drinking from it slowly, slender fingers gripping the spine of her withered bible. Her bag placed on the ground to her right, once she finished her coffee she tipped her hap grabbed her and rose to her feet bag in hand. She walked outside avoiding wondering or curious eyes climbing onto her horse, the brim of her hat covering her eyes. The loot from an old friend making her bag feel a little more heavy but she could handle it. The last thing she heard before riding off was “that young man there was The Mo Washington one of the baddest in the west”

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Sure Looks Strange to Me II

You met Emerald Haywood purely by chance. You didn’t expect to go through a near death experience with her but stranger things have happened.

WARNINGS: Explicit, NOPE spoilers, swearing, crude jokes, death mention, suggestive language, oral sex (female receiving), pillow princess reader, this story is lesbian so yes the relationship moves very fast for no reason, written like a romcom, not proofread

Dividers by: Firefly-Graphics

Part 1 Part 2

You once again found yourself wasting away at your dreaded place of employment. Since his recent breakup Angel was spending more and more time at Fry’s — loitering, if you wanted to get technical. Whether it was firing off trivia about his favorite band or wandering around the store hoping Al didn’t kick him out. Angel was determined to waste time at Fry’s awaiting more extraterrestrial news from the Haywood’s.

Turns out passing out during an attempted alien invasion didn’t drastically change your life like you thought it would. In any event it actually made it less exciting. Everything else paled in comparison to seeing what you saw that night.

Your coworkers thought you and Angel were on drugs and the Haywood’s were likely sitting at home traumatized. You hadn’t heard a word from Emerald since that night. Although you were waiting for her call you understood that what happened that night was bigger than some crush. But that didn’t stop you from longingly staring at your phone when no one was around. Reading the last message she sent you, post intergalactic experience.

Em Haywood ❤️🐎: ‘I really really REALLY hope I get to see you again and actually take you out on a real date 😅’

You replied expressing that you hoped for the very same thing. Since then it’d been radio silence between you. While it hadn’t been that long since you last seen her, it felt like a lifetime had passed. You couldn’t stop thinking about her smile, her voice, and her touch. At times you swore you still felt her lips eagerly pressing against yours, blessing you. But you were quickly brought back to reality and reminded that there were miles and miles of space between you and that space was only growing with each passing minute.

The day dragged on like any other. Work was mundane as usual. The hushed chitter-chatter of patrons filled the store, blending in with the sound of buzzing electronics.

“I think we could get on Oprah for this” Angel began “I mean it’s not everyday that she interviews the people who made contact with actual aliens” he hopped on the counter swinging his feet in excitement.

“If anything Oj would be the one on Oprah” you replied, preoccupied with an online order.

“Yeah but without my expertise in setting up the camera system it wouldn’t have been caught on film”

“Hey! I helped too. Plus there was something blocking the camera.”

“Yeah right,” he scoffed “you were staring off into space for the better part of the instillation.”

“I wasn’t just looking off into space-“ you stopped typing and turned to him “I was looking at a cloud.”

“What’s so special about a cloud. Was it Emerald shaped?” He teasingly questioned.

You sucked you’re teeth at his comment but his words made an alarming realization plunder into your head.

“The clouds!” You exclaimed scattering to pull up the Haywood’s camera system.

“Dude, they asked me to stop looking at their shit.” he complained as he hesitantly dragged his gaze to the beaming screen. He was only human after all.

“Never mind that. Look!” you maximized the frame and sped the footage up.

You tapped your foot waiting for Angel to notice what you noticed long ago. But, he only gave the screen a doe eyed once over. The ongoing time-lapse didn’t phase him. He only saw the constant movement of white clouds before a baby blue sky.

“The view is pretty?” He guessed “you know you can go back whenever. I’m sure Em wouldn’t mind if you-“

“Angel look at that cloud” you pointed to the middle of the computer screen. Your finger rested against the static cloud standing out amongst all of the others. It didn’t take much longer for his unamused expression to morph into anything but.

His eyes were the size of saucers as he stuttered out “w-we have to tell them!”

“Hell yeah we have to tell them” you exclaimed excitedly.

Angel didn’t wait for you as he exiting the work van and started towards the immobile cloud.

“I thought I told you to stop looking at our cameras…” Em complained following behind Angel.

You watched her as she watched your friend.

“Hey,” Oj gruffly greeted you “what’s all this about?”

The sound of your voice greeting Oj made Em whip her head around to face you. She smiled sweetly when she saw you trotting behind Oj, trying to keep up with Angel.

“But I’ve always enjoyed a surprise drop in!” She clamped her hands together, dragging her heavy gaze over you.

“Holy shit it’s real” Angel peered up at the cloud you found yourself staring at not too long ago.

“I told you!” You also gawked up at the phenomenon. But even that wasn’t enough to top what you’d seen the other night.

The Haywood’s joined the two of you. Starring up at the sky, seeking the thing that had you and your best friend gawking.

Once Angel replayed the footage over the past few hours for the siblings a shadow of dread cloaked the room. Em was the first to suggest that she and Oj had enough proof. They did it. They had the money shot.

But you all knew deep down that this wasn’t enough. Not enough for Oprah at least. Maybe enough for a YouTube video which would amass thousands of views, if that.

This feeling was confirmed when the four of you stood in each other’s space, letting fear vibrate your bodies. Oj uttered something after a beat of silence that made the hair on the back of you neck stand on end.

“…what if it’s not a ship?”

His words struck you sending electricity shooting through your body. You and Angel looked to each other apprehensively. In that moment you knew there was no turning back. You were in this until the end.

Emerald and Oj spoke to each other in hushed voices bodies turned away from you and Angel.

“I don’t know about this Angel” you began quietly “this is getting way bigger than I expected.”

“We can’t just split now” he replied “I can’t at least”

“Well if you’re not leaving I’m not leaving, be serious” the thought of leaving behind Angel made your stomach hurt.

“I am!” he pushed air out through his nose “let’s just sleep on it”

You found yourself staring at Emerald again. You barley knew her but you felt like it’d be a crime to leave her. Especially with the discovery of whatever that was. She turned to you, catching your worried eyes. Her expression mirrored yours.

You were on the cusp of something earth shatteringly magnificent. And in that very moment, you all knew that you only had each other.

“So you sleep in this RV?” Your eyes wandered around the small space “why not just stay in one of the rooms in the house? There’s like a hundred.” You sat on her bed leaning back a bit, using your hands to support you.

On the wall before you a collage of photos adorned a cork board. Each frame captured special moments from Emerald’s life. With every image you sunk deeper and deeper into her world. You saw who her friends were and what she enjoyed doing. Her bright smile didn’t miss a photo. There was a man printed in most of the frames. He was older and had a wise look behind his eyes. You could see it even through the camera lens. After gracing a picture of she and Oj sitting on either side of said man, you realized it was her father.

“Eh,” she glanced out the window towards the place she once called home “Oj would work me to death. Plus, I can’t get much privacy in there. Y’know?”

She took a couple confident steps forward, cloaking your eyes from her gallery. Once she was close enough, her knee gently nudge yours apart. She regarded you, her countenance held a hidden secret that you were hoping to find. The more time you spent in her endearing presence the more puzzle pieces shaped together. She was an entire universe — intense and absorbing. What you would give to see her in a room full of people; if she commanded your attention so cavalier she could probably quiet a room filled with people.

“Yeah” you hummed, looking up at her “I know.”

“Do you?” She asked moving further in between your legs. Her amorous stare only seemed to intensify your bashfulness.

Although your heartbeat was accelerating by the minute you felt at ease. You felt like she was supposed to be there looking down at you with her rich brown eyes. She looked at you like you were the only person in the world. Like you were special.

God say something

You opened your mouth to speak but nothing came out. She raised an eyebrow, a knowing smirk growing on her lips. She knew how nervous she made you. And if you didn’t like her so much you’d probably be offended at her playful taunting.

You could see the teasing satisfaction behind her eyes. You absently wondered if you were easy or was she just that good.

“I-I live alone because I v-value privacy too, actually…” you somehow found the brain capacity to squeeze out a semi cohesive sentence — you winced a bit at the shakiness of your voice.

She delicately brought her hand to your face. The soft brush of the back of her hand ran softly down your cheek until two of her fingers settled underneath your chin. She tilted your head up getting a good look at your warm face. You looked to her in admiration, silently praying that she didn’t notice your thighs squeezing together.

“Why are you so nervous?” She tilted her head to the side examining you “it’s just me.”

“Yeah, it’s you. That’s why I’m nervous” You huffed rolling your eyes.

She chuckled a bit before leaning down and pressing a chaste kiss against your forehead.

“You’re so damn cute” she breathed before leaning back in and kissing your right cheek then your left. She kissed your nose and your chin before moving to your mouth. Her divine scent filled your senses as you breathed her in. Once again Em Haywood had charmed you into making out with her. But being kissed breathless by the girl who filled your wet dreams satisfied your hierarchy of needs.

Her hand traveled down your body until it rested on your hip. She gently squeezed you there, silently prompting you to lie down. You complied disconnecting from her lips only for a second. Before you could catch your breath she was back on top of you, soft mouth against your neck.

A low moan climbed up your throat as she trailed wet kisses to your sensitive ear. You pulled her warm body closer to yours as a silent yearning for more. Your hands begged and begged until she found your lips again. Soft gasps and groans filled the space with each lost item of clothing.

The cool air surrounding you hardened your nipples and made a shiver climb up your spine. Emerald’s soft tongue massaged yours as her pebbled nipples brushed against yours. That soft feeling alone was enough to send a pulsating pleasure shooting down bellow your stomach. You trembled as she left your lips and kissed down to your chest. Her pink tongue swirled around one of your sensitive nubs before her lips puckered and gently sucked there. You pressed your hand against your mouth struggling to keep your embarrassing moans down.

She soon began alternating between gently biting and groping your breast, all the while paying special attention to your tingling nipples. A building pleasure pounded between your legs as she kissed down to your belly. Delicate lips gently brushed over your panties before her tongue dragged over you. She pressed her tongue against your slit, dampening the thin cloth even more. She repeated the action, adding more pressure. You threw your head back against her soft pillows, the smell of her filled your nostrils. The moisture between your legs grew at the intrusion. You gasped letting your shaky legs fall apart even more. Your fingers tangled in her soft fro. She hadn’t even made direct contact with the valley between your legs and already you felt yourself rushing towards satisfaction. She used her index finger to push your drenched panties aside, you moaned as the cold air blew against your throbbing clit.

“All this for me?” She questioned, her fingers already dipping into you. The sounds of squelching and breathing filled the space.

You moaned out a breathy ‘yes’ as she puckered her lips around your clit, gently sucking there. Her fingers continued moving around inside of you until she pressed against a spongey area making your mouth fall open and your back arch off of the bed. You could feel her smile against you as she pressed that spot inside of you over and over again. You were shaking by the time your orgasm was climbing over your body. Beginning at your toes and making its way up your legs. She pulled away mouth wet with your arousal.

You groaned in both frustration and lust as your eyes landed on her. She climbed over you pressing her lips back against yours. You let a sound of pleasure slip past your lips, tasting yourself on her hot mouth. Her hand continued inside of you pumping in and out. The familiar prickling of an orgasm circulated your body.

She spoke against the shell of your ear, noticing your uneven breathing pattern.

“Wanna cum?”

You nodded eagerly pulling her closer.

“Say please-“ she sped up her movements.

“Please” you whimpered before she could even finish her sentence “please, please, please” you repeated like a prayer.

“Then cum for me” she gently bit your ear, effectively catapulting you towards your completion. You absently heard her groan as an orgasm vibrated through your body “that’s right, pretty girl” she mumbled proudly working you through the eruption.

When your body relaxed you could still feel her moving her fingers within you. The soft drag of her fingers in and out of your body pulled another embarrassing whimper from you. She leaned down kissing every sound from your lips, swallowing them whole. Her soiled fingers brushed over your sensitive nub — more sounds involuntarily spilled from your mouth. She didn’t catch them this time. This time she smiled as your sweet moans massaged her ears.

Your eyes were low as you watched your lover bring her fingers to her mouth. She tasted you slowly, a low growl vibrated within her throat. Her eyes were fastened to yours as she sucked on her fingers, tasting you. She leaned down kissing you again, letting you taste yourself again.

You soon settled against each other in her cramped bed. Your legs wrapped around hers just as your arms. She kissed the top of your head squeezing you impossibly closer.

“I think I’m gonna keep you” she whispered as sleep began clouding your mind.

You didn’t mind being kept by her. Not one bit.

Whispers of warm sunlight brushed over your closed eyes, rousing you from your slumber. The fresh air of the countryside swept into the room. Em’s quieted struggling pulled a smile out of you, you watched on as she crept through the door. You blearily rubbed your eyes, vision gradually sharpening until you were able to see her clearly.

She was juggling two plates of food and a cup of orange juice. You stifled your giggling when she finally sat the plates and juice on a cleared surface. Your delighted laughter drew her attention to you.

“Hey!” She huffed rubbing the back of her neck “I uh went to the house and made us some breakfast while you were sleeping” she presented you a plate with a couple pieces of bacon, two abnormally sized pancakes and scrambled eggs.

“Thank you” you took the plate from her hands feeling the butterflies entrapped in your belly go berserk.

“No problem” she cleared her throat “I’m not the best cook, my specialty is actually grilled cheese.” She coughed awkwardly taking a seat on the bed “a-and if you don’t like it let me know we can always go out to eat breakfast.”

Her leg bounced as she watched you take a bite of your bacon.

“It looks amazing, Em” you replied picking up the fork she provided before diving into the divine smelling meal.

“Thanks” she muttered, still watching you. The room slipped into a comfortable silence as you finished your meal. You realized that the radio she kept in her bathroom was playing oldies. You hadn’t noticed how long she’d been watching you until you were finishing up your meal and drinking the orange juice she’d brought you.

“Is everything okay?” you cleared your throat instantly feeling self conscious. Did you do something wrong? Was she waiting to kick you out? Maybe you overstayed your welcome.

“Yeah” she shook her head “I just-“ she cut herself off by finally biting a piece of her bacon. You realized she hadn’t even touched her food. “I don’t want to scare you off or anything….” her sentence trailed off into silence.

“Why would you scare me off?” You raised an eyebrow leaning in a bit closer to her.

“I…” she didn’t continue her sentence, instead she sighed. Her sigh was deep and long. Something was stressing her. You silently read her mannerisms. She was trying to say something. But it seemed as if she was having a hard time formulating the words. This surprised you because from your few interactions with the girl she’d always knew what to say. She never stumbled over her words and she was confident in herself. It was refreshing.

“Are you sure you’re alright?“ you frowned eyeing her “I can leave if you’d like-“

“No!” Her animated voice echoed around you effectively cutting your sentence off.

“Okay…”

“Sorry” she exhaled “I like you” she nervously watched you. Her eyes were darting about your face as she tried her hardest to read you.

“I like you too?” You replied raising a curious eyebrow. You thought the night before said it all.

“No like I really like you” she articulated her sentence a bit more this time. It was clear that she was trying to convey how deep her feelings for you were. “Like I miss you and you haven’t even left!”

“Oh…” you wanted to say more, but that was all you could manage. Your heartbeat thumped with you. Faster and faster until your breathing became bursts of breath. Your blood rushed to your neck and circulated your face. Her words were as intense as her gaze. She was seeking something in your eyes.

She was looking for reciprocation.

Were you feeling the magnetic attraction that she felt? Was it impossible for you to stop thinking about her too? Did you spend time rereading your text messages as well? When you see her do your knees buckle?

Surely not. Surely if you felt the same way you would’ve said something by now.

After a few beats of silence she cleared her throat, breaking eye contact with you.

“My bad” she cleared her throat again, this time chancing a glance towards you “that was probably weird…”

“It wasn’t” you breathed. That sleeping spark of hope swam back into her pools of brown as you continued “I just don’t know what to say.”

She hums in understanding. A smile that you grew to adore began creeping back onto her face.

“I really like you too” you matched her elation.

“Good.” She scooted closer to you.

“Good.” You inched nearer to her until your noses brushed. She blessed you just as she has many times before. You blessed her back. Your mutual devotion molded together. Your spaghetti straps were being pulled down when there was a knock on the door. Em sucked her teeth after she pulled away from you.

“If it’s not one thing it’s another” she pulled the door open and groaned at the person she saw.

“Hey I’m putting tarp on the cameras because there supposed to be rain” you were surprised to hear Angel’s voice.

“….and why are you telling me this?” She raised an eyebrow at your friend.

“I couldn’t find Oj-“ he stopped short catching a glimpse of you “Dude, what the fuck I’ve been trying to text you!” He pushed past Em and entered the small space.

“I literally don’t have any messages” you checked your phone finding no new messages or missed call notifications. “See” you showed him your phone.

“Ah, the connection out here is shit” he rolled his eyes as he shrugged his shoulders “any alien sightings or just…” he winked.

“Hey, I’m still here” Em called from behind Angel “I didn’t even invite you in”

“You’ve given me aliens and you’re hooking up with my best friend. We’re basically family.” You recognized Angel’s teasing tone but Em’s bewildered expression told you that she did not.

You laughed shooting Emerald an apologetic look. Behind her Oj pulled up, driving the golf cart. He squinted in an attempt to shield his eyes from the sun.

“Em, I gotta go pick up Lucky” he called “you coming?”

“Ha!” She replied before bursting into laughter. Behind Oj’s disapproving glare you saw a hint of a smile growing on his face.

What the rest of the day held was unknown to you. Not one of you knew what was to come. You wondered what lied up above in the sky. Was something watching you or following you? Was there something lurking behind the clouds; following your every move waiting to greet you. There was only one thing you were sure of. The skies looked strange out here in the Santa Clarita Valley. They sure do.

𝙞 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡 ༊

pairing: emerald haywood x black fem!reader

word count: 2k

synopsis: you were missing your girlfriend so when she returned home, you showed her how much you missed her when she’d be away from you 25/8.

warnings: (18+ smut) & (cursing)

tags: @abenomeiiii @playhousedistee @vampzxi @heejayy @amplifiedmoan @sapphicvqmpires @oceean @everythingiseverythingl

A/N hey guys!!! this is just a lil sum sum because imma whore for emerald 🌚. anyways, hope ya like it! (also didn’t proofread so.. hehe— ignore any errors!) feel free to leave me any tips, iam very new to this so cut me some slack luvbugs.

emerald had been spending lots of time with her brother lately, not that you were against it, you admired that she wanted to be up hanging around her brother, it just simply felt like she didn’t have time for you. she’d be coming in late when you’d already been in bed, fast asleep. her working late almost every day didn’t make it any better. it had been this way for the past two weeks. two whole weeks you suffered, feeling quite lonely. truthfully, you missed her. you missed her touch, her kisses, her compliments, you missed it all.

it had been awhile since you and her have touched on each other in such intimate ways. as you were laying down in bed, you felt yourself heating up in between your legs as you thought about about her, flash backs from the times she had you on all fours, the times she had you begging to let you cum. the thought of her making you beg made your arousal scurry down your thigh. you squeezed your legs together, not making the sensation any better.

you continued, slightly opening up your legs and squeezing them closed again & again. the feeling becoming more pleasurable each time, causing your breathing to pick up. you stood up and walked over to the other side of the room, opening up a drawer. inside were a few of your favorite toys. you picked out your purple vibrator and hopped right back into your bed.

you pulled down your panties and cut on your vibrator, on the lowest setting. you huffed before spreading your legs a bit and placing the head of your vibrator on your clit. “fuck!” you hissed at the feeling. you let it stay there for awhile, as you began thinking about how emerald had you the last time you two had sex. her bending you over in shower popped up into your head, making you moan out louder. “mm fuck.” you turned it up higher, making you buck your hips upward, grinding against the vibrations.

you begin to move your vibrator in a circular motion, still grinding against it. “emerald! unnh.” you felt yourself getting closer, turning it up a bit higher. “shit, emerald! i’m so close, baby— fuck!”riding out your high, you moved your head slightly to right and—emerald?!

you powered off your vibrator and covered yourself up in your blanket. (yeah, as if em hasn’t seen every inch of your body already.)

“why you stop, mama?” emerald glared at you. “how long have you been standing there?” you say and itself muffled from hiding underneath the blanket. “a while.” she claimed and you swore you could sense her smirking at this very moment. “long enough to hear ‘unnh! emerald! unnh unnnh’” emerald mimicked. you sat up and threw the pillow behind you at her, missing terribly. “you’re not funny.” you frowned, crossing your arms. “aww, did my baby miss me? hm?” she walked over towards you, taking her index finger to your chin and lifting up your face to look up at her. “i did! you’re always gone, em.” you pout.

“i know baby, i know,” she leaned down to kiss your forehead. “oj’s going on a business trip for 3 weeks so you know what that means, pretty girl?” “hopefully that i get you to myself?” you say selfishly with no care in the world. “yes lover.” she brought her lips to yours. she tasted sweet. you would feel her kiss you in your sleep but this little peck, you missed and wanted more. when she pulled away, you pulled her back down to you, deepening the kiss. coming up for air, emerald backs away.

“you not off the hook, y/n.” she smirked, leaning against the wall. “finish what you started.” she crossed her arms. “you’re here now, so why don’t you finish what i started.” you got up, walking over to where emerald stood. “how bout,” emerald grabbed you by the waist and backed you up towards the bed. “you do as i say.” emerald challenged. “okay baby.” you accepted. “sit.” she said sternly.

you did as she said and sat down at the edge of your bed. “now finish what you started, like i said.” you nodded and grabbed your vibrator, turning it on. it had already been at a fast speed from earlier. you then spread your legs wider, making sure emerald had a good view before placing it back on your already sensitive bud, making you hiss at the impact. “shit!” emerald stood over you, smirking. you could already feel your orgasm building up as your vibrator dug into your pussy. “unnh! emerald.” the look on her face couldn’t have been more sexier. she loved that she had such an affect on you but knowing what you do to her makes you leak uncontrollably.

“my shit sound good in your mouth, say that shit again mama.” she praised. “fuck emmy! unnh. i’m so- fuck i’m so close baby.” you moaned out, bucking your hips over and over. emerald came back to reality and took away your vibrator from you, making you whine. she turned it off and put it on the dresser.

“what the fuck, em?” you shouted. “couldn’t have you cumming just yet, my love.” she grinned. emerald slipped off her pants and shirt.

leaving her in just her boxers and matching polo sports bra. emerald then walked over to you, pushed you back down onto the bed, laying on top of you. her thumb glided across your lip before she put her lips onto yours. you wrapped your legs around her waist and your arms around her neck, deepening this kiss. the kisses started trailing down your neck, letting out breathy moans.

her hand started to travel down to your dripping cunt. “p-please, em.” you whined. “please what? what you want me to do for you baby?” she said in between kisses on your chest. “make me cum please.”

her fingers landed on your clit in a split second. she started with slow circles on your sensitive bud. she removed her fingers, spit on them and then put them back onto your pussy. moving a bit faster now. “shit! em.” her fingers moved down to your hole, she circled her two fingers around it before inserting them inside you. “oh fuck-“ you moaned out. she started pumping them in and out of you and you were now a moaning mess.

“look at me pretty.” emerald sat up to hover over you as she fucked into you. you opened your eyes and looked up at her, making an o shape with your mouth as she rammed her fingers into you harder with her fingers slightly curved. “that’s my good girl. you’re so wet for me.” she praised. making you close your eyes again. she slammed harder into you. “look at me i said.” she demanded. your eyes shot back up to her. you held onto her shoulders. “fuck baby. baby i’m going to cum! unnh.”

emerald leaned back down to kiss you. her fingers went back to your clit, moving swiftly in an circular motion. making you moan in her mouth. you felt your orgasm was approaching. you mumbled cuss words into her mouth as you began to release. “that’s it my love, cum on me.” still rubbing your clit as your juices squirted all down your leg and onto the sheets. your back arched at the sensation.

emerald laid down on the bed next to you and pulled you into a hug to comfort you while you come down from your high. “how was that?” em questioned. “it was g-good.” you say, still out of breath. “was it? nah, i don’t think you had enough.” she smirked. emerald got up and lifted you up. you stood up and she turned you around, your back facing her front. she took her right hand and placed it on your boob and her other hand went down to your pussy. she rubbed her fingers through your slick and brought her fingers up to your mouth, you sucked like you knew you were supposed to and you moaned at your taste.

she removed her fingers and put them into her mouth, licking and sucking them. when she removed them she pushed you onto the bed and you landed flat on your stomach. you then felt her cold warm hands lift your ass up into the air, arching your back. “you know i’m not done with you right?” she laid on her kneeled down onto the bed behind you.

she smacked your ass, making you winch in pain. she grabbed your waist from the bottom and began licking your pussy from the back. her smooth tongue gliding around your pussy made you lose your arch. “unt unt, keep that ass up for me.” emerald said, tapping your thigh. you fixed your arch as emerald ate you out. she sucked on your clit, making you moan out. if you had neighbors, they’d surely know her name now. she stuck her tongue into your pussy, fucking in and out of your hole.

her grip on your waist got tighter and she started pulling you up closer into her face. “y- you feel so fucking- fuck! so good!” you managed to say. she dug into you even deeper, savoring your taste and moaning into you. sending vibrations into your pussy, making it wetter and wetter. your breathing started to pick up as you felt your next orgasm coming soon. “just like that baby. fuck! don’t stop!” you whined. her grip on you tightened as she made her way back to your clit, making your eyes roll to the back of your head. “yes! i’m going to- i’m going to cum, fuck!”

after letting go, she continued eating you out. the overstimulation was too much to handle so you laid down on your stomach, legs beginning to shake. emerald sat up, face glistening from your release all

on her face she flipped you over and laid next to you again. you laid on her chest as she massaged you back, trying to calm you down. “you good, baby?” you took a while to respond, your chest was heaving up and down.

finally calm, you look down in emeralds eyes. “i’m okay.” you assure. emerald shut her eyes and smiled. when she didn’t open them again for a while, you thought she’d had been done with you and was going to bed. you weren’t done with her though. you got up and moved your hand up and down her thighs. “one more emmy, please?” emerald sat up and bit her bottom lip. “what do you want to do?” she raised a brow. you smirked and slowly pulled down her boxers while keeping eye contact, basically asking for approval.

the sight of her dripping pussy made you heat up in between your legs. you lifted up one of her legs and one of your and sat down in between her legs. feeling each other’s wetness. you reached for her bra and she helped you pull it over her head. you kissed her lips, tasting yourself on her. you kissed down her neck, on her breasts, sucking and licking on her nipples as you started to slowly grind against her. you rocked your hips, feeling a trail of her slick leak down your thighs. “fuck y/n.” she moaned. she then grinds in sync with you. you picked up the speed, making emerald make an o shape with her mouth. “you feel so fucking good.” she moaned beneath you.

“i missed you so much, em” you grind against her faster, your clits meeting every time, making you ache. “unnh. baby!” she moaned out, grabbing at your hips and bucking up against you. the sinful squelching noises echoing throughout the room only amped you up more, you fucked against her harder, nearly close to cumming. “y/n baby, i’m going to c- cum!” em whined, out of breath.

“cum baby, cum on my shit.” you huffed, gripping on emerald tighter. “i’m cumming!” emerald whimpered. you felt her releasing herself on you, the next time your clits met, you felt yourself cumming right after her. “fuck y/n, you’re so wet.” emerald breathed out. you collapsed on her chest once again, out of breath.

“you really did miss me, huh?” emerald chuckled. “yes, yes i did.” you replied. “my baby.” she massaged your back. “let’s go shower, alright?” “who said i was done?” you sat up and smirked. “who said you couldn’t finish in the shower?” she challenged. “race ya!” you got up and tried to run, forgetting you just came a few times and your legs were numb. you sat your wobbly behind down on the floor before you bust your ass.

“see look at you, fiending.” she laughed. “shut up and come help me.” you pouted.

“Cat got your tongue?” Pt. 2 is out!!! And uhhh it’s long y’all