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★★★𝙒𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 (𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙮 24: 𝙑𝙤𝙮𝙚𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙢)★★★

Character: Morticia Addams

Taglist: @inlovewithgreta @lilfartbox1 @marvels--slut

Trigger warnings (DL, DI): Shitty writing, masturbation

Genre: Smut

A/n: I apologize for this being so short!! All short oneshots will be edited after October!

Word count: 0.1k

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She stood ther, her eyes darkening with desire as they peared through the tiny crack on the door that led to your shared bedroom.

Your hand was tucked in between your legs and your moans were filling her ears, you knew you shouldn't be doing this right then and there, especially with the threat of Morticia coming home at any point.

Suddenly you heard a creak of the bedroom door. Your eyes shot open and you immediately stopped and pulled your hands away from what you were doing.

"Did I tell you to stop?" The ravenette asked, walking over to you and sitting down on a chair in front of the bed.

You shake your head, sliding your hand down to your pussy as you contuined to rub at your clit.

"Please Tish...I haven't cum yet....please let me cum..." You whimpered, to which Morticia only smirked.

"You'll cum when I say so," She chuckled darkly

★★★𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙭𝙖𝙢★★★

Character: Marilyn Thornhill

Requester: @batlove4ever

Taglist: @inlovewithgreta (Message me to be a part of the taglist until I get a page set up!!)

Trigger warnings (DL, DI): N/A

Genre: Headcanons

A/n: Thank you so much for requesting batlove4ever! Loved writing this! Hope you enjoy!

Word count: 0.5k

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-Marilyn already knew about your upcoming exam, and she was happy to help you, despite your resistance to it.

-She found out by taking a look at your calendar after forgetting to put a mark something on her own calendar, and she never thought to mention it as it looked to be about 8 months away. Marilyn pretty much forgot about it until around a month before the assessment.

-Once she had remembered about your test, she immediately became your new teacher or as you called her your "hot study guide" (which she pretended to not appreciate- but secretly liked the complement-)

-She'd set up study hours after dinner and would constantly check up on you in-between working on papers for her students along with grading their assignments.

-She'd also look into the course material you were studying, and she would occasionally send you text messages of trivia questions to help you study along with giving you some flashcards.

-The nights would consist of the two of you watching TV together while Marilyn talked about her day, smiling at the sight of you looking at her with wonderous eyes.

-If you had any stress about the assignment, you best believe it Marilyn would give you a pep talk she always gave to her students before they'd take a test in her class.

-She wanted to make sure that you were okay, that was her main priority. She'd always make sure you knew that no matter the test results, that you were still an amazing and smart person, and that you still tried your best.

-While also treating you like a student during study sessions, Marilyn would definitely be super touchy with you, her hands all over your body even if she was across from you. Her hand would always be touching your own, her thumb running across your hand as a way of calming you down (But it just made you super flustered.)

-You were more stressed than usual the week of, and Marilyn of course noticed. She didn't let you spend all your time studying, and she definitely made sure you'd get a good night's sleep along with you eating 3 meals a day and at least 3 glasses of water with that (She'd only let you have one energy drink a day).

-The day of your exam, she kissed you on your cheek before leaving to go to work, sending you a bunch of messages of encouragement and a promise of a nice bath when you got back.

-Once you got home, you were surprised to find out that she didn't give you a bath, but a whole self-care night with your favorite takeout meal(s) <3.

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If you enjoyed reading this, don't forget to like, reblog and comment! Thank you and you are loved <3

-Akira

★★★𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝙤𝙣 𝙖 𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙨 (𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙮 30: 𝙒𝙚𝙚𝙙)★★★

Character: Alcina Dimitrescu

Taglist: @inlovewithgreta @lilfartbox1 @marvels--slut

Trigger warnings (DL, DI): Weed, Oral sex, clitoral stimulation, boss/employee dynamics (Top Alcina/Bottom reader)

Genre: Smut

A/n: I've never smoked so forgive me for any mishaps! (Also this gif is so hot- Throw me mommy-)

Word count: 2.0k

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Her voice was seductive, alluring, and just beautiful as it hummed along to a jazz song that was playing on the radio on her desk.

The way her lips wrapped around her joint made you wish that her lips were pressed against yours.

Just a simple gaze at the woman made all of your worries disappear, every single trouble you had endured throughout the week seemingly fading away.

You couldn't help the way your eyes were drawn to her and her beauty, it was just too fascinating to look away.

You felt horrible for falling for her, but she was too beautiful and alluring not to do so.

"You're staring," Alcina stated, her golden eyes not even thinking to meet your gaze as she looked at herself in the mirror, watching the smoke from her joint leave her lips with focus.

Your eyes quickly widened, a sweat droplet forming on your forehead as you looked down to avoid her.

"I'm... I'm very sorry my lady, I didn't mean to do that," You apologized, trying to avoid any possible punishment she may give you, despite you being one of her favorites.

The golden-eyed woman simply hummed in reply, sighing in contentment as she felt the weed finally taking its effect on her body, leaving her limbs buzzing like they usually did whenever she smoked.

"What did you need, Y/n?" She finally asked, breaking the silence while the smoke around her made her look all that more enchanting.

"I saw smoke and I admit I was frightened, I wasn't aware you were smoking," You replied, your voice trembling, the sounds of the glasses on your tray clinking slightly from how anxious you had been.

Alcina raised an eyebrow, looking over at you as she licked her lips as her lipstick had transferred over onto the roll of paper in a pink-tinted circle.

"Hm..." She thought for a moment before a slight smirk began to form, making you even more nervous and flustered all at once.

"I'm sorry my lady, I didn't mean to interrupt you, I apologize sincerely," You stuttered, the anxiety from the previous week making you even more of a mess than you were already after entering her room.

You tried to quickly leave, before you saw one of her long claws keeping the door shut, making you freeze up and stumble backward.

"Little mouse, you-" Alcina tried to say, slight worry and amusement swirling around in her tone, the confidence she usually carried increasing to new heights thanks to the drug taking its effect on her.

"I'm sorry, please just, I got scared and I..." You trailed off, your speech stopping as you felt her golden eyes piercing through your body.

"Little mouse, be a good girl and be quiet for a moment, alright?" She asked, the smirk forming on her lips increasing as she looked at your endearing nature.

You took a deep breath, nodding as you took a step closer to the taller woman, looking at her with expectance.

"Good. Now, why are you so nervous? You know I would never hurt you. You're too good to me for me to do such a thing," Alcina questioned you, taking another puff of her joint as she released the smoke off to the side to still see you well.

You paused for a moment, your eyes looking off to the side before you finally spoke up once again.

"It's just been a stressful week. I haven't had a break from family matters and personal chaos," You admitted, sighing slightly as you once again looked down at your feet.

The golden-eyed woman nodded, looking at you with a soft smile mixed perfectly with that seductive smirk she always carried around you to get you flustered.

"I see. What if I gave you a way to relax? You seem like you need it," Alcina suggested, rolling up another joint as she rubbed the paper between her fingers while looking at you.

You nod.

"I'll take anything at this point," You sighed, your eyes widening as the taller woman handed you the fresh joint she had just rolled up.

"Don't worry, I won't fire you~" Alcina teased you with a chuckle, licking her lips once again before placing them back on the paper, taking a huff of the smoke before exhaling it into the air.

"What am I supposed to do with this?" You asked, knowing you weren't too experienced when it came to weed, as you were mainly too focused on your other duties as Alcina's head maid.

"Here, let me teach you," The older woman chuckled, sitting you down for you to straddle her leg, raising an eyebrow when she felt a slightly damp spot on your underwear.

You blushed furiously, trying not to squeeze your legs together out of embarrassment and crush on the aristocrat.

"Okay..." You stuttered, eyes widening even more as you felt the paper being placed inside of your lips.

Alcina carefully lit the joint, helping you puff out the smoke as the buzz from the weed filled your body, your brain going fuzzy as the two of you sat in silence.

The silence was embarrassing to you, and the knowledge that Alcina could most likely feel how wet you were becoming on her leg certainly didn't help.

The room around you both was quiet, only to be interrupted by your breathing and the occasional cough.

That was until the older woman broke the silence.

"You look adorable straddling my lap like this, draga mea~" She smirked, chuckling as she heard you squeak in response to her teasing.

Her voice sent shivers down your back as her hand caressed your cheek, her other hand holding her joint off to the side as she watched you get flustered.

"Thank you... My lady," You replied, pausing your actions as you looked up at the golden-eyed woman with pure adoration.

And there it was.

That silence.

But, it was different.

It felt...tense...

Much more tense than it had been only a couple of moments prior.

"Șoarece mic?" Alcina asked, knocking you out of your staring and thoughts for the umpteenth time that night.

"Yes, my lady?" You replied almost immediately.

"Why are you always staring at me?" She asked, the smirk on her face allowing for you to recognize that she was not mad at you at all.

Had you not been under the influence, you probably would have immediately denied everything. But that wasn't the case.

"Because you're a goddess..." You confessed with a massive blush present on your cheeks, moving slightly forward, whining a bit as your wet core rubbed up against her thigh. "I've loved you since you allowed me into your home,"

Alcina smirked, quickly putting her joint on the ashtray along with yours as she pulled you in for a deep and passionate kiss.

"Mmm...!" You whimpered, your eyes closing while your hands fondled each other's body, tearing off each of your clothes as if your lives depended on it.

It all seemed to be happening so fast as your bodies pressed up against each other, Alcina pushing you down on her large bed as she left bite marks and hickeys across your collarbone, so desperate to fuck you before her confidence weakened.

She looked all the more attractive like this, gripping at you as if she was a lion destroying her prey, and it only made your pussy leak more of its arousal onto the sheets below.

Finally tearing your underwear off you, leaving you as naked putty on her bed, Alcina leaned over the top of you, nibbling on your ear before speaking.

"Say 'opal' if you want me to stop, alright draga mea~?" She teased, her husky breath leaving your skin littered with bumps.

You nod eagerly, your heartbeat thumping at levels you didn't know it could beat at thanks to how fast you both had moved from smoking together to fucking on her bed.

Lowering her head between your legs, Alcina chuckled deviously at the sight of your glistening pussy, wasting no time as she quickly swirled your tongue in and out of your tight center, her thumb rubbing viciously at your clit. She relished in your taste, lapping up all of your cum as her large tongue worked magic on your aching sex.

Your body quivered under her touch, loud moans echoing off the walls of her bedroom and filling the larger woman's ears, your cries of pleasure only encouraging her to keep going.

"Please~!! My lady!" You mewled, your legs shaking even more as her strong hands flipped you over to fuck you in a doggy-style position, still rubbing your clit quickly as her tongue continued to push itself in and out of your glistening folds.

"Mistress," Alcina corrected you, watching as your back arched the closer you got to your climax, now speeding up the pace of her tongue to a speed you couldn't help but come undone.

"Please Mistress~!! I need you~! I- God damn it~!" You begged her, feeling your whole body tighten up and quiver as your orgasm began to wash over you.

As she praised you in Romanian, Alcina continued to rub at your clit, dedicating her tongue to swallowing all of your releases as your back stopped arching, your body collapsing into a blissed-out and wet mess on her bed.

After she finished licking you dry, the golden-eyed woman emerged from your thighs, massaging your legs to help them stop shaking.

"Fuck...You tasted so good Șoarece Mic ~" She smirked, pulling you close to her body as the fatigue caused by the drug began to overtake each of your bodies, leaving you both cuddled up against each other's naked bodies.

"Thank you, mistress," You smiled, kissing her on the lips once again as your fingers intertwined. "I must ask...have you always liked me like this?" You chuckled nervously.

Alcina nodded.

"Why wouldn't I? You're perfect Draga mea~" She smirked, her large hand falling to your ass before pulling you closer against her breasts, leaving you even more of a blushing mess.

★★★𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚(𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙮 21: 𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜)★★★

Character: Melissa Schemmenti

Taglist: @inlovewithgreta @lilfartbox1 @marvels--slut

Trigger warnings (DL, DI): Marking, vaginal fingering, bathroom sex, jealousy, Top Mel/Bottom reader,

Genre: Smut

Word count: 1.0k

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"M-Mel...!" You squeaked, feeling your body being pressed up against the bathroom wall of the single unisex bathroom the two of you had taken up space, your body shuddering under the tens of hickeys that were being littered across your skin. "You know we can't do this here...! We're with our co-workers for fucks sake!"

Melissa couldn't have cared less, slipping of the sleeves of your dress as she left blue and purple marks around your body.

"Color?" Was all she asked, flattening her tongue across the bruises she had created with just her mouth.

"Green...~ But Melissa...why are you acting like this all of a sudden?" You whimpered, knowing you shouldn't be doing it but sliding your dress further down for Melissa to litter more of her marks across your body.

"Did you not see how that fucking tool bag was flirting with you?" She growled, gripping your back with her nails as she dragged them across your flesh, leaving red marks in their wake.

"Yeah, I did but baby...he was just drunk!" You tried to reason with her, giving her a nod of consent as she took off your panties, rubbing circles around your clit as she focused her mouth on marking you as truly hers.

"I don't care...you're mine..." She mumbled into her kiss, her eyes slightly looking up at you before looking down once again to the work of art she had created with bruises and scratches on your otherwise [Insert skin color] skin.

You chuckled in reply, your soft laugh turning into a whimper as you felt her hand cupping your sex.

"Please...fuck..." You muttered under your breath before trying to speak once again. "I'm yours, okay? No one else's...nobody can fuck me like you can..." You reassured her, a slightly loud cry leaving your mouth as you felt two of her fingers slip into your wet cunt, curling perfectly at your most sensitive spots.

You buried your face in her shoulder, more moans and whines leaving your mouth as the feeling of alcohol, Melissa bruising you, and Melissa fucking you all made you dizzy.

"Yeah...all mine...your mine...say it..." The redhead demanded in an almost pleading tone, continuing to pump her fingers in and out of you, her thumb rubbing up against your clit.

"I'm all yours! Please~!! I belong to no one but you! I'm yours Mel~!" You cried out, your head burying itself deeper into the crook of her shoulder.

Your walls clenched tightly around her fingers, making it harder for her to continue fucking you like this, but Melissa still continued.

Her touch was addicting, you felt your body lighting on fire with each hickey she left on you, your eyes shutting from your incoming release.

"So easy..." Melissa chuckled, lifting your head up as she left a massive bruise on your jaw with a bite mark to top it off.

You could only whine, your mind not wanting to say anything as you enjoyed this moment, you knew it felt weird to call your girlfriend fucking you in a bar restroom "wholesome" but to you it was.

Being wanted this badly that you were forcibly marked by your partner just made you feel all sappy inside, just like how you felt the day you first met her.

But your thoughts were once knocked away from your head as you felt a sharp yet pleasurable pain streamline through your body as your girlfriend left a giant bit mark on your neck that was deep enough to even draw blood.

"M-Melissa~!!!" You pleaded, looking at her with tears in your eyes as your whole body pulsed with anticipation, hoping that she'd have some mercy on you tonight and let you have your release.

The older woman only smirked, leaving another large bite mark on your breast as she looked at you.

"You're all mine babe..." She mumbled, pulling her teeth away from the mark and replacing it once again with her tongue. "So cum for me baby, show me how I fuck you better than everyone here..."

You sighed in relief, the knot in your stomach snapping as your juices squirted out of your filled hole, your orgasm voice-overed by your moans.

"Fuck..." You muttered once you came down from your high, watching Melissa proudly lick the white fluid off her fingers as she onced you over.

"So...do you want to go back to the dance floor?" She asked with a smirk.

Your eyes widened at her non-chalant behavior.

"My neck is blue now! Why would I go out there!?" You squeak in embarrassment, to which your girlfriend only responded by whispering in your ear.

"So everyone can see how much you of a good girl you are for me..."

★★★𝙈𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙠 (𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙮 20: 𝙃𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙭/𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣)★★★

Character: Melissa Schemmenti

Taglist: @inlovewithgreta @lilfartbox1 @marvels--slut

Trigger warnings (DL, DI): Rough sex, degradation, praise, enemies to lovers, semi public sex, Top Mel/Bottom reader, mommy kink, vaginal fingering,

Genre: Smut

A/n: I can't believe it's already day 20!!!

Word count: 2.2k

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You sat alone in your classroom, the sounds of soft (favorite music genre) music filling your ears from your headphones as you twirled your pen in-between your fingers carefully, eyes scanning over each of your students' math tests.

You checked the clock once again, your eyes rolling at the sight of it only being 3:30.

"I feel like I've been at this for hours..." You mumbled, rubbing the bridge of your nose as you returned your focus back to the papers on the desk in front of you.

But your peace (If that's what it could even be described as) was soon interrupted by the intercom going off, the sound of Ava's carefree and relaxed voice filling your classroom as it did with every other room and hall inside of Abbott.

"Attention faculty of Abbott Elementary, please make your way down to the library so we can discuss what to do about Legendary Charter school trying to turn Abbott Charter," She said, her voice slightly more serious than you had ever heard it be before.

The name Legendary Charter made you cringe, sucking in the air through your teeth as your eyes narrowed in worry and slight embarrassment.

You had been the only teacher at Abbott who came from a Legendary Charter school up in New York, but most of the teachers welcomed you with open arms despite your past.

All but a certain redhead.

You didn't feel like going through the torment of being the subject of her mockery, your teaching skills being discredited all because of what school you came from.

It wasn't like you enjoyed your time up in New York, it was the opposite of that actually. You were constantly belittled by other teachers even worse than Melissa could dream of doing, and the principal didn't give a single shit about the teachers much less the students mental health.

You quickly dropped your pen on top of the papers, standing up as you swiftly made your exit, fists slightly clenching out of anger from Dremonds actions.

"Oh? So you actually don't want Abbott turning charter?" You heard a south Philly accent say as the smell of citrus and mint filling your nostrils, letting you know just who was mocking you yet again. "What a shocker,"

You shot a glare at Melissa as the two of you walked down the hallway near the library, your fists balling up even more at the older woman's antics.

"You know damn well I don't want this school turning Charter," You growled, holding in the urge of punching her square in the face for the sake of your reputation as the kind teacher.

Melissa rolled her eyes, and you only replied with walking past her, quickly walking into the library as you sat down on a chair, fiddling with your earrings in slight worry about the whole meeting.

"Is this everyone?" Janine asked, your eyes quickly looking over at her before looking at the door once again.

"I think so," You nodded, slightly turning your head around for confirmation.

"Alright everyone," Ava said as she quickly walked inside of the large room containing every teacher and staff member, shutting the door as she sat down on top of a desk. "What are we going to do?"

"I don't know," Gregory sighed, leaning slightly into the table as he placed his head on his palm.

You shrug your shoulders.

"I don't know either...this whole situation is crappy," You added, your eyes softening in anger and sadness.

"Of course you don't know," Melissa scoffed, "You want Abbott charter, that's why you came here, to expose all of us and to turn Abbott into one of them," The redhead said, looking at you with spite and distain.

"I do not!" You exclaimed, gripping at the table with your nails holding tightly onto the ridges of the slightly polished wood.

"Melissa," Barbara warned, before looking at you with a sympathetic look. "I know you don't sweetheart, no one but Melissa thinks that,"

You sigh, rubbing your left eye as you turned slightly around to face all of the other teachers.

"Just know there are no stupid ideas," Ava says, internally desperate despite her lack of doing literally anything a principal should do.

"What if we lock all the doors so they can't get in? Like lean on me," One of the teachers behind you added,

Ava, giving a side eye to the cameras, released a sigh in response.

"In a rare turn of events, I was wrong," She sighed, only for Janine to pipe up with an idea.

"What if we host a giant fun party with games, food, and so much more, and they have to sign the paper in order to get in?" The brunette asked, leaving you to nod in reply.

"I know the Dremond will stop at nothing to turn Abbott charter, and that we'll have to fight back stronger. We need to fight fire with fire, get the community together against Legendary just like how they were riled together against Abbott," You agree, standing up straight as a slightly determined look crossed your otherwise concerned-looking eyes. "Unless we can't afford to host such a party?"

Melissa, who was sitting across the table from you, only looked at you, a slight rosy tint forming at her cheeks as you finished your inquiry, managing to roll her eyes in addition.

Ava shook her head.

"No, we can afford it, don't worry. I'm so glad I thought of this idea!" The taller woman smiled, shrugging her shoulders in a smug manner, leaving you and Janine to look at each other in pure confusion at the principal's antics. "We can call it Ava fest!"

"Woah, woah, woah," Melissa interrupted, leaning forward slightly, "Why is it named after you? You don't even do anything!"

Ava paused for a moment, before smirking at Melissa.

"It's not named after me, it stands for 'A very Abbott festival' " The principal retorted.

"I think it's a good idea," You smiled, looking back at all your other fellow teachers for confirmation which you got almost immediately by everyone other than Melissa, of course.

The meeting soon dismissed itself after that, but you weren't so lucky as to be able to leave.

"Y/n," Melissa demanded, tapping you on your shoulder after everyone else had left the library,

You turned around quickly, facing the woman as your body backed up into the door, shutting it.

"What do you want?" You muttered, your eyes narrowing as you quickly regained your confidence and walked up to her, matching her crossed arm position.

The redhead quickly pinned you back against the door, making your eyes widen in confusion as your cheeks broke out in a massive blush, feeling the older woman grip both of your arms together with the hand that wasn't keeping you against the door.

"I should be asking you the same question...What do you want out of Abbott? You obviously want to turn it into a charter school, but you won't admit it," She said sternly, her voice so alluring and dominant you couldn't help but squeeze your thighs together, hoping for any chance of hiding how secretly turned on by the woman you were.

You could barely choke out the words to your answer, your mind clouded with lewd thoughts about the woman in front of you, when it suddenly hit you like a ton of bricks.

You always thought you were afraid of her...but it now hit you that the reason you always got all rosy-cheeked around her was because you liked her.

"I...I don't want anything," You whimpered, your eyes looking down at your wrists that were tied together by the older woman's hand.

Melissa only pinned you tighter against the wall, pushing your hands perfectly up against your clit, sucking gasp out of you.

"You expect me to believe that? Hm?" She asked, licking her lips before biting the bottom one, leaving you even more flustered.

"Mmm..." You whimpered, shutting your eyes tightly as to avoid any glances you may exchange with the woman in front of you.

The redhead looked at you with a raised eyebrow, moving her face into your own as you could feel her hot breath on your face.

"So cute..." She mumbled just loud enough for you to hear.

More soft and tiny whimpers escaped your lips as you felt your hands rub up against your sensitive nub, and that's when Melissa took the initiative.

Your eyes widened with confusion as you felt your lips harshly connected, your tongues fighting against each other for dominance, only for Melissa's to win.

You let out a loud moan as you tasted her, she wasn't bitter like you thought she would be, and she was even more perfect at doing this than you could have ever imagined someone being.

After a minute, the older woman left your lips for air, a string of spit still connecting your tongues until Melissa began to speak.

"Tell me to stop when you want me to...or tap my wrist three times..." She muttered, using the hand that was pinning you to the wall to tilt your head to face her.

You ignored her, and only pushed her forward, kissing her passionately as your moans harmonized with each other.

Melissa, however, was not about to let you top her.

She quickly grabbed you by your waist and slammed you down onto the desk, gripping your chin with her perfectly manicured and muscular hand.

"You think I'm about to let you win this, princess?" She growled in your ear, roughly tugging off your skirt and tossing it carelessly onto a nearby table, a shiver going up your back as you felt the cold air of the library hitting your heated and wet core.

You tried to resist her strong grip, but only failed miserably as it only led you to rubbing your thighs together.

"Hmph!" You whined, legs beginning to tremble with ache and need as you felt the older woman slide off your completely ruined underwear.

"Is that attitude I hear?" Melissa asked, slapping you hard across your ass, making you cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure that somehow sent shockwaves throughout your body.

"No mommy..." You whimpered, bucking your hips up slightly as you felt her fingers grazing themselves around your folds.

"Oh?" The redhead chuckled. "Already submitting to me are we?" She smirked, shoving three fingers inside your tight hole without any warning, making you scream.

"M-Mommy~!!" You cried, your legs trembling quickly at how fast you had been manhandled.

Melissa could only continue to smirk in reply, watching as a ring of your cum surrounded her fingers while her other hand continued to viscously grope your ass, occasionally spanking it roughly and filling your body with more feelings.

You didn't know how it was even possible for someone to be so good with their fingers, then again, you hadn't really been fucked since that one hookup you had a year ago.

You could already feel the knot in your stomach coming undone as more screams of ecstasy left your mouth from the redhead slamming her fingers in and out of you, curling perfectly at your g-spot.

"Please Mommy~! I'm close~!!" You cried, legs finally go weak and nothing more than a shaky mess as Melissa slid in a fourth finger.

"Oh your close~?" Melissa cooed, slapping you once more on your ass, leaving it red before pulling your hair so she could talk to you easier. "Then cum for me princess, cum all over mommy's fingers like the good little slut you are," She growled, leaving a single hickey across your neck.

You absolutely wasted no time and immediately let yourself go, eyes rolling back into your head as your walls clenched around nothing as your orgasm ripped through you.

You laid there for a moment, soft shivers being sent down your spine as Melissa left kisses across your neck before finally picking you back up, sliding your skirt back up your legs and sliding your soaked panties into her bra.

"Why don't you come home with me, alright?" She smiled, stroking your cheek as she admired how pretty you looked all blissed out like that.

You nodded, and she quickly stood up, walking out of the library and the school through the back exit as to not get caught.

You knew you both were going to explain to your co-workers how your relationship changed overnight...

★★★𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙨 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨 (𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣: 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝 𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜)★★★

Character: Wanda Maximoff

Taglist: @inlovewithgreta @lilfartbox1 @marvels--slut

Trigger warnings (DL, DI): Thigh riding, mommy kink, brat taming, kitten as a pet name

Genre: Smut

Word count: 0.9k

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You walked inside your girlfriend's office, crossing your arms and huffing in an exaggerated manner.

The redhead looked up at you, tilting her glasses forward as she lowered her computer screen to have full attention on you, as you were her main priority.

"Yes kitten?" Wanda asked, tilting her head slightly as she observed your exasperated look and body language.

You roll your eyes at the pet name.

Strike one.

"You've been working all day," You groaned, walking closer to your girlfriend and leaning on her desk, your fingers tapping unintelligible patterns on the wood below their tips.

Wanda sighed, brushing off your attitude as just simply getting up on the wrong side of the bed.

"I know Y/n," The older woman smiled, looking down at her computer for a second before locking eyes with you once again. "I'm almost done, just give me a few more minutes, alright?" She asked, her eyes looking at you like you hadn't just rolled your eyes or come in all upset.

You only managed to scoff in response, your eyes looking around the room as your angry grip on the table only increased, alerting Wanda's attention.

"Can you just stop working for a minute?" You reply with a frustrated tone, rolling your eyes once again, causing your girlfriend to raise an eyebrow.

Strike two.

"Kitten," Wanda warned, looking at you with more serious and demanding eyes as your bratty behavior and attitude only increased.

"What?" You grunted, crossing your arms with a loud huff.

The redhead stood up, wrapping her hand gently around your neck, not applying any pressure as she began to speak in a firm tone.

"Mommy is working. Now be the good girl that I love and be quiet," She replied, the pads of her fingers only managing to press slightly into your skin.

You push her off, biting your lip in frustration.

"Can't you just stop working? Or are you addicted?" You huffed, gritting your teeth.

Strike three.

Wanda had enough, and she showed it almost immediately. She quickly grabbed you by the wrist, pulling you onto her lap as she quickly slid off your bottom garments.

"Shush kitty..." She muttered in your ear with a dark and seductive vocal range. "You're not going to speak until I say so,"

Finally! She was finally paying attention to you!

You let a tiny whimper escape your mouths, only for your lips to be slightly pulled apart by your girlfriend's thumb.

"Did you not just hear me?" The redhead asked, to which you nod, making a smirk tugging at your lips.

Your lips pursed together in frustration as you felt Wanda's thigh grind up against your aching cunt, your eyes shutting tightly as your clit was then rubbed by her upper leg.

You knew you shouldn't have disobeyed her, but you only expected a spanking or something of the sorts.

You didn't expect her to have you on her lap, grinding your wet pussy against her clothed thigh, the texture of her jeans sending slight shockwaves throughout your body as you continued to move your hips just like your girlfriend had instructed you to do so.

Her left hand kept a hold on your lower back, her thumb rubbing circles around your soft skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake as her other hand resumed typing away on the keyboard.

At just the rub of her thigh you felt your body softening itself, the feeling of her touch was indescribable to you, even if it was supposed to be a punishment.

The next 20 minutes were excruciatingly long, tears pricking at your eyes as you silently begged Wanda to let you release with your whimpers and pleading looks.

The moment you saw her laptop close you felt a rush of relief wash over your body, but it was quickly increased when your girlfriend looked at you, beginning to rub at your clit with harsh movements.

You easily finished all over her leg, the milk of your orgasm falling to the floor as you looked back up at the redhead, who began to speak with a smirk evident in her tone.

"Oh no sweetheart...Mommy isn't done with that pretty pussy of yours just yet..."