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Clarisse la rue x fem!short!aphrodite!reader
Based on this request!!
summary: when past insecurities of your height come rising back up due to a pack of stupid kids, your girlfriend is there to pick up the pieces.
warnings: small scene of bullying, name calling (just a ton of bullying about being short), kinda oc clarisse i think idk. Kinda shitty cuz i have insane writers blockkkkkkk i honestly may re-write it soon cuz i kinda hate this. just my writing. the request is so cute thoughhhhh. kinda less of protective clarisse and more of soft clar im sorrrryyyyy. yeah i think ima re-write. sorry im ranting.
a/n: okayyyyy this took way to long. Im so sorry dear @cosmopretty!! I broke up with my bf of three years, a ton of stuff happened, but im finally back!! Thank you for requesting and im actually so sorry it took so long! <3
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Being short in a world where height mattered was always an uphill battle for you. Literally. When was the last time you heard a Greek myth about a hero who was short and didn’t get stepped on by the monster they were trying to fight?
The second part didn’t affect you too much though. Not until you were a bit older. When you were just a kid, it was easier, as the only struggle you had was weird delusions of hidouses monsters nobody else could see and bullies that targeted your height.
When a satyr had shown up when you were young and told you that you were in great danger and had to come with him, you’d honestly thought about pulling the fire alarm so that you didn’t get kidnapped. One of the winged beasts only you see crashed through a window and launched at you though, so you’d reluctantly went with him.
That’s how you found yourself at camp half blood, where things like height didn’t matter as much to kids that were a satyrs hoove close to death at any given moment. You’d met kids like you, ones that made you feel less insecure about your height by the way they could easily take down the older kids in sword fights by using their height to their advantage. Then, you met Clarisse.
You’d honestly thought she would bully you, as she had a rep around here for doing that to anyone who dared look at her for too long, but she had seemed to take a liking to you.
She’d only flirted with you at any given chance, and then time flew by, and suddenly you were taking her out on a date after begging Chiron to let you guys go see a movie. You’d never left her side after that, and she never wanted you too.
“Baby.” Clarisse mumbles, keeping her grip on your waist tight when you try to get out of her bed. You’d been cuddling all morning despite her needing to go to training and finish the chores she didn’t do yesterday along with the ones she needs to do today, but she just doesn’t seem to be ready to get up.
You chuckle softly, brushing some hair out of her face which makes her smile a bit. She knows you have to get up and go back to your cabin, though her eyes never fail to make you agree to five more minutes of cuddle time.
So you lay back down, enjoying the peace of her cabin that never really comes unless her siblings are out like they are right now.
After a few minutes you get up despite her many complaints, throwing on her hoodie and brushing your hair in a mirror. Being an aphrodite kid, your looks are important to you, and you’d rather not go outside with bed hair.
Clarisse comes up behind you, chin resting on the top of your head and arms wrapped around your torso. “Hey shorty.” You giggle, leaning back into her before pushing her away when she begins to poke at your side in an attempt to annoy you. She loves your height, never missing a chance to remind you that she’s taller by using your head as a resting point, or towering over you when you talk to her. It makes her smile and it amuses you, so you let it happen.
The fact that it erases your insecurities, even if for just a few minutes, is just a bonus.
Finally you leave her cabin, rushing off to your own and quickly greeting your siblings before you begin getting ready, a permanent blush on your face with the memory of your girlfriend.
After getting ready and packing your bag, you leave your cabin, nodding towards Clarisse in greeting across the green. Today is Friday, which means capture the flag, which means Clarisse’s favorite day. She enjoys these blood fests, and though you do too, nobody- including you- is as crazy and rough about it as your girlfriend.
You and your siblings sit at your table in the dinner hall until Chiron calls out for your cabin, and though you all push eachother out of the way, you end up second to last in the line to get food. You sigh, rolling your eyes at the way Silena sticks her tongue out at you with a smug smile before you lean on the wall and wait for your turn.
Once you’ve got your food, you walk back to your table, though you accidentally run into one of the older kids named Jackson. You try to apologize, but he cuts you off. “Watch where you're walking, hobbit.” You have to admit it makes you a bit upset, but you’ve heard worse, so you just mumble your apology and stumble off.
“Hey shorty! I’m talking to you!” He calls out, followed by some more people giggling as they step up behind you. It sounds gross when they say it, as you're more used to Clarisse calling you that. It doesn’t make you feel warm and flustered when they say it. It just makes you feel small.
You turn around to look at them with a frown of confusion, but it just turns into a plain old frown when you see the way he’s looking at you. The same way all your old bullies would look at you.
Where is Clarisse?
Her cabin still isn’t here, so you're left to just look at him with a scowl. He sees it, and his smug smile only grows.
“Something you wanna say elf? I think Santa needs you back at the factory now.” All his friends laugh, but it’s the worst insult ever, so you just tighten your grip on your tray and glare at him.
“I think you gotta go get back to the kid’s table before Chiron see’s you.” You don’t know why, as that insults as dumb as the others, but it strikes some type of nerve in you and tears prickle at the corners of your eyes. It only eggs on Jackson, because he begins high fives his girlfriend Ashley and tells you to go cry about it like a baby.
“Nobody needs a short hero. You’ll be dead before your little girlfriend can save you.”
You basically cower off to your table, head hung low in shame and picking at your food. Your siblings look worried, especially when their attempts for conversation go completely ignored.
Is Jackson right? Is being short completely a disadvantage?
That night, all though your siblings drag you out of bed for a campfire, one set to celebrate another one of your girlfriends wins in capture the flag, you mostly keep to yourself. You sit on one of the logs, watching with sad eyes as everyone else dances around and cheers for Clarisse.
She's only focused on you though. She watches from across the fire as you wipe away tears, a frown stitched onto her face despite the praise coming from her friends and siblings.
Why are you crying?
Clarisse gets up, ignoring her siblings as she walks over to you and kneels down behind you, resting her chin on your head and her arms securely around your waist. You just squirm out of her grip, and she might even say the frown on your face only deepens.
“What's wrong shorty? Nobody gets to cry on my celebration campfire, especially not you.” She attempts a joke, giving you a small smile as she rubs your bag. You roll your eyes, looking at her with the most serious expression she's ever seen on your face.
“You know my name. My name isn't Shorty.”
Clarisse frowns, biting her bottom lip. You'd been this way when you first got to camp, after years of being bullied, but since then she'd reassured you that nobody cared how tall you are and she in fact loves your height.
But this….it makes it seem almost like you're going back to the olds way. Like you're being bullied again.
“Did someone say something?” She questions after a beat of silence, previous sadness replaced by anger as she scans the crowd like she’s just going to know who said something mean to you by reading their mind.
You shake your head, hiding your face in your hands but still not answering her. Finally you look up, eyes filled with a sadness she would kill to see go away before you nod towards where Jackson is cuddling with his girlfriend over on the lawn.
Clarisse immediately gets up in search of her spear, but you grab her wrist, gently tugging her to sit back down. “No. Please Clar. Don’t make it a big deal.” You basically beg, and her eyes slightly soften before they go back to pure rage.
“No. Nobody gets to be mean to you. Tell me what they said.”
You shake your head fast, hand clasped over your mouth. She tilts her head a bit and you once again shake your head no, knee’s bouncing in nervousness at the way she’s staring at you.
So you spill. You tell her everything they said, how mean they were, how bad it made you feel. And by the end of it, you and your sister have to hide her spear from her and convince her not to go kill Jackson and Ashley.
Clarisse takes a deep breath, cracking her knuckles before she sighs. She’s never been very good at comforting people, more so killing them, but here you are, her girlfriend, crying over something someone you barely even know said about you. She has to figure it out.
“I love the way I can put my chin on your head and hold you tight. Makes me feel like I can protect you even more.” She says quietly, clearing her throat and continuing when you look up with a sniffle. “and….I love that you have to get on your tippy toes to kiss me. It makes me smile. And I-I love when you somehow fit yourself into tiny little spaces. Make’s ambushes in fights a lot funnier when I see the look on the other person's face. And…I think you’re a great fighter. You can take me down ⅘ times when we fight, and I think you could protect me in battle better than anyone could. You’re a good demigod, your height just adds to that.”
By the end of it you can’t help but smile, slightly nudging her with a blush. She nods, wrapping her arms around your shoulders and pulling you close into her chest. She kisses your forehead, lips lingering there for a second before she pulls away to look you in the eyes.
“I love you shorty.”
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Safe to say, by the next morning, news gets around that Jordan and Ashley are resting in the infirmary with matching broken noses and black eyes.
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shows up to your practices just to watch you jump around in your short skirt
when your cheering her on durning games and she can hear you it gives her total confidence boost
the entire team counts you as one of them
she gets super nervous when your being thrown up in the air by your teammates
always kisses you before and after a game
her arms are always around you
your the first person she runs to after a game win or loose
massages your body when you come home to her sore after practice
she loves watching you get ready for a game
if Paige gets injured in anyway your running across the court to get to her
you sneak into the locker room to make out before games
Best believe she has mirror selfies before a game with her hand on your ass in your cheer uniform
she comes to all your cheer competitions and brings the whole team with her
she loves how flexible you are
100% tried on your uniform and got stuck in
she is flabbergasted on how you just fly and flip around
you both comfort each other after a hard practice
SEND REQUESTS YALL FOR WBB PLEASE
GUYS GO FOLLOW HER NEW ACCOUNT SINCE HER OLD ONE IS GONE
✩ KK Arnold with a shorter girlfriend ✩
AN: Hey y'all so I delete my acc on accident while I was trying to delete my other accounts so I’m just gonna post everything again on this Acc and I am currently crying😭 also pls repost this to let people know thank you.
• kk puts her hand around your waist when ever she reaches over to get something for you “Here you go baby” “Kk your not slick”.
• definitely puts her arm around you when y’all walk together.
• When You and her cuddle she likes to lay on top of you but is basically crashing you “kk get up your crashing me..” “In a bit, I’m still tired”.
• if someone was actually making fun of your height she wont hesitate to defend you “Ok she may be short but she’s my girlfriend, so you can go head and leave the live” “Damn kk don’t play about her girl”.
• Likes when you sit on her lap and just look down on her “your are so pretty kk” “Thank you Ma”.
• She likes to put her head on your shoulder when y’all hug.
• kk always finds a way to tell you she taller then you “I’m going to the store, did you want to come?” “Yeah plus you’re going to need help” “Help for what?” “You know getting stuff off the top shelf, duh” “…… I don’t like you”.
clarisse la rue x reader where the reader and clarisse are bsfs and reader is being bullied by a couple of aphrodite girls, and clarisse find out and flips out then clarisse confesses :))) i love your writing!!
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pairing: clarisse la rue x iris!fem!reader
warnings: swearing, violence (mentions of physical assault - clarisse calling the girls out), teenagers being bitches and calling ppl names
a/n: this was soo cute to write omg. this also would've been out sooner but then tumblr shut down before i had the chance to save it 😭
if you walked up to any camper and asked them which two campers were best friends every single on of them would go clarisse and y/n.
it was like a second nature to them by now.
clarisse a daughter of ares and y/n a daughter of iris. not the most likely duo, but you fit. you clicked in a way you hadn't with anyone else.
you were the only person who could talk clarisse down when she was worked up. and she was the only person who could break through to you when you were lost in your world of paints and colors.
you had first met clarisse your third week at camp. you were sitting in the stands watching campers spar - well watching was a stretch, you were actually painting - and clarisse had finished up with the camper she was fighting. she had walked up the stands and plopped straight down next to you with a huge grin on her face. it had been almost irresistible to not look back up at her with a matching smile.
that was the first time someone had ever managed to pull you away from your paintings. it wasn't the last.
from then on you and clarisse had practically been inseparable. you were the camp's unofficial official bsf's.
clarisse.
your mind often drifts to clarisse when you paint. her soft skin, curly luscious hair, and adorable smile. they constantly popped into your mind - it was hard not to paint something clarisse related honestly.
"hey you." a presence drops beside you on the grass.
"hi," you offer softly, looking up from your painting which surprise surprise was a painting of clarisse.
"ooh i like this one," she says pointing at the now dry canvas - how long were you staring at it?? "it really brings out my eyes."
you dip your head blushing. "uh thanks."
"hey," clarisse says tilting your head up. "don't be embarrassed. i love it. its one hundred percent going with my collection." her gentle touch sends tingles through your skin and causes you to blush even more.
she grins and picks up the painting, "im gonna put it with the others in my cabin, i'll be right back." clarisse picks the painting up not even listening to your protests of how its technically not finished and races off to her cabin.
you sit the and pull out another canvas, determined to not paint clarisse twice in one morning, its happened before.
"look at the ugly ass painter and her little canvas," a sneer comes from in front of you. you don't hear them already lost in your world of paints.
"what shit painting are you doing now?"
you still don't hear them. the only way you could notice their presence was the shadow above you - but again you're still wrapped in a world of colors merging and dancing over the canvas.
you're painting a bouquet of wildflowers. the colors blending perfectly together. you're immensely happy with they ways its turning out but then voices start to break through your haze.
"hey bitch? are you ignoring me?"
"art slut? did you hear me? that's the ugliest thing ever and i'm not talking about the painting."
a hand whips across your face and someone rips you away from the painting. "you in there art bitch?" you finally notice the four aphrodite girls standing in front of your.
the same four girls have been terrorising you for months. and they're careful, never coming up to you whenever clarisse is around. right now? perfect example.
two hands grip you arms to keep you back and the main girl, ellie, steps forward picking up your painting and a handful of dirt.
"NO!" you shriek lurching forward.
"what you don't like my improvements? i made it match. the dirt is the same color of this shit." she looks at you with malice. "and for the final touch," she stabs a nearby stick straight through ripping the painting to shreds.
tears are springing to you eyes.
your painting. YOUR PAINTING.
"aww are you crying?" ellie smirks and then steps forward picking your paints up and pouring them straight onto you. she steps forward and smears it across you writing slut and bitch across your front. you try and squirm as the second girl steps forward with handfuls of dirt and sprinkles it over you.
tears are freely streaming down your face now and you slump, the fight leaving you quickly.
"WHAT THE FUCK?" a loud voice booms behind you all.
the four girls freeze, letting you go.
you fall forwards a sob escaping your mouth at the sight of your painting.
your painting.
"what the ever loving hell are you doing?" clarisse's voice is deadly calm and she stalks towards y/n collapsed on the ground.
the aphrodite girls all step back from you and clarisse takes a single step forward. "we weren't doing anything!" the two who were holding you say panicked.
"no you were doing something," clarisse stalks closer the girls back pedalling in fear. "you were holding my best friend back while those two bitches assaulted her."
"we weren't assaulting her!" the girl beside ellie shrieks. "it was just a joke!"
"you one hundred were assaulting her." clarisse points to you. "does this look like someone who thinks its a joke?"
"well if she wasn't such a bitch and listened to me the first time i talked we wouldn't have had to," ellie seethes.
clarisse snaps.
she practically flies on top of the girls - and yes girls, plural. clarisse crash tackles ellie and the other girl to the ground sending punches to their faces. "motherfucking bitches," she spits and she yanks on a handful of hair.
shrieks and cries come from the girls causing campers to come over and watch the scene unfold. now look, you're not exactly an extremely popular camper, but everyone knows you and likes you, your sweet to nearly everybody you meet so when they see you on the ground covered in paint and dirt, their surprised looks turn into egging clarisse on to get a better hit. some other ares kids join in happy to put some bitchy aphrodites back in their place.
your siblings gasp in unison when they see you helping you off the ground and picking up the strewn paint bottles and shredded painting sending death glares that hades would be proud of.
"why is this such a big deal?" ellie laughs from beneath clarisse. "you act like you're in love with her."
"of course i am!" clarisse all but roars sending more punches into her. only stopping when several of her siblings hauled her off ellie because chiron and mr d had shown up.
they both - well chiron - looked at you with sympathetic eyes telling your siblings to help you get cleaned up and to lay down for a while.
you didn't hear them. you didn't hear anything but clarisse's voice.
you act like you're in love with her.
of course i am.
of course i am.
of course i am.
you couldn't think of anything else as you showered, washing away the paint, dirt and tears. you didn't think of anything else when your siblings guided you back into your cabin and into bed. you didn't think of anything else as you fell asleep.
you didn't think of anything else until you felt the mattress dip next to you, a warm hand stroking your forehead, stirring you from your sleep.
"hey you," clarisse smiles down at you.
"hi," you whisper.
"today's been shit huh?" she looks down at you with concern.
"yeah..."
"how are you feeling?"
"better," you smile gently, it fades when you work up the nerve to say. "hey about earlier-"
"i'm sorry for flipping out," clarisse says. "its just that she was saying all that shit about you, and i hated it, you looked so broken and small on the ground and i, just snapped, im so sorry, really, i am. i shouldn't have done that without checking on you first but i knew if i did that, that bitch was going to get away with it. im so so sorry, y/n. please forg-" you cut her off in a moment of boldness sitting up and placing a kiss on the corner of her mouth.
clarisse sits there stunned, her mouth slightly gapes open and you smile at her.
"did you mean it?" you ask hoping she understand you were talking about her earlier 'of course i am' outbreak.
she closes her mouth and nods speaking softly, in a nervous way. "yeah, i meant it."
"good. because i feel the same way."
clarisse lights up at that, a huge grin spreading across her face. "really?"
"really."
you intertwine your hands together grateful then that the cabin was empty - clarisse probably cleared it out when she came to visit. you'd never admit this to her, but quiet a few of your siblings are scared of her.
you grin back at her and pull her face down to connect with yours feeling the colors explode into the world, light dancing around the two of you in a beautiful circle.
maybe today hasn't been too bad after all.
a/n: unedited! this made me giggle and smile wayyyy to much lmao
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Paige Bueckers X Fem
synopsis: After a bad game Paige comes home and needs a way to get her anger out and it always helps by fucking you
warnings: smut, nsfw
Tonight was a big night for Paige she had home game, sadly you couldn't make it because you were helping one of your friends go through her breakup. Paige said she understood I mean you went to almost every one of her games she called you "Her good luck charm" because she felt like you were one of the reasons she could win. It wasn't real, it was her talent and hard work that helped UConn win, but regardless she gave you credit.
Instead of watching the game on the TV like you said you would, your friend wanted to watch The Titanic, rolling your eyes you agreed. By the time Paige comes home your friend was long gone, back to her dorm.
Laying down on the bed you flinch hearing the dorm slam shut, getting up you walk over to Paige only to see her with her hand in her hands on the counter. Confused you walk up to her slowly "Paige? Honey are you okay?" you ask her quietly not wanting to upset her further.
She pushes her self off the counter and stands to her full height, her six foot tall frame towering over you "I lost the fucking game, missed the last shot. It was all my fault" she says almost yelling at you.
"Oh Paige- you know-" Before you can finish your sentence she interrupted you "You wanna help me feel better?" she asks you walking closer to you, her hand coming down to hold your hip.
She squeezes the flesh "Of course Paige" you answer her almost immediately.
The tall girl smirks "Then go lay down on our bed naked and wait for me" she says leaning down to kiss the side of your neck before abruptly letting go of you.
Walking away from your you start to take you shirt off as you walk away, your back to her.
Once you get back into your room you strip of the the rest of your clothes. This wasn't the first time Paige came home angry just to fuck the shit out of you.
Before you can even sit down Paige storms in pushing you down on the bed and climbing on top of you. She flips you both over so she’s straddling your waist.
Immediately your body submits to her even if you didn't want to. She knew how to push your buttons and make you hers. After all you were her girl.
"You're my good luck charm and you weren't there, maybe if you were we could have won" She says her hand moving down to your core, rubbing her fingers through your folds.
Before you can even think to reply to her words she shoves two of her long veiny fingers inside of you. Without giving you time to adjust she starts pumping them in and out of you roughly.
Your legs try and squeeze shut but her hand stays between them fucking you. Staring up at Paige as you whine "Fuck P-Paige" you whimper.
The feeling of her fingers abusing your walls so roughly made your stomach tighten, you knew you weren't going to last long. Her voice snaps you out of your thoughts "Come on and cum for me baby" she encourages you her thumb coming to rub your clit.
The sensations of her attack on your clit and fingers pumping into you caused your stomach to tighten so hard you came crashing down on her fingers "FUCK PAIGE" you moan loudly your cum coating her fingers, dripping down.
She smirks sliding her fingers out of your hole before pushing them between her lips, sucking your juices off. Her eyes lock on yours as you watch her suck your cum off of her fingers "Your so hot Paige" you admit accidentally out loud.
The blonde smirks pulting her fingers out of her mouth "I know" she says getting off of the bed and stripping of her clothes. Once she's fully naked she stares at you while she starts harnessing the strap to her hips. You knew you were in for it, she wasn't stopping until she was done, it didn't matter how many times you came.
Paige climbs back on top of your rubbing the strap though your folds collecting your slick
"How bout you ride me baby? Show me you're a good girl and maybe I'll be nice" she tells you flipping you both over so you're straddling her waist. Her back leans against the headboard as her hands hold your waist squeezing the flesh "Go on baby give me a show" she commands pushing you up to hover over her strap.
You slowly push yourself down the strap before falling all the way down, your jaw falling slack as the long strap pushes through your hole into your gummy walls.
She smirks moving your hips with her big hands pushing you up and down on her strap “Such a pretty girl” she whispers her head dipping down into your neck.
Her mouth leaves warm open mouthed kisses down your neck as her strap pushes through your gummy walls. You moan your head dipping back “God P- Paige fuck-“ you whine as she starts sucking on your sweet spot.
“You gonna cum baby” She asks you kissing behind your ear as her hands help speed you up.
Your hands squeeze her shoulders as you nod feeling your stomach tighten “Yes please let me cum P” you beg her. Your hips grind down harder on her strap as it hits your G spot.
Her blue eyes bore into yours “Okay princess go on cum for me” she demands her hands squeezing the soft skin of your hips. Her hips jerk up thrust the strap deeper inside you as she helps you cum.
“F-fuck fuck” You moan pulling Paige into a kiss as you feel your stomach snap and let go, cumming all over her strap.
Paiges lips muffle your moans as she helps you ride out your high. She pulls away from the kiss and embarrassing string of saliva between you both.
You stare at her out of breath the strap still inside you “Your so pretty, all fucked out for me” Paige whispers one of her hands moving up your body to push some hair behind your ear.
“Too bad I’m gonna ruin you” She mumbles flipping you over onto your back faster than you can even think.
You stare at her confused about to say something before she interrupts you “Don’t look at me like that baby, ready for round two?” She asks smirking.
A/N: THE BITCH IS BACKK!!!!
DID YOU MISS ME? I MISSED YALL
SHE WAS LOOKING AT ME GUYS
Laila Edward’s is live and KK has been spotted
***MY WIFE WE ALR GOT A RING ON OUR FINGERS DONT PLAY
I NEED HER SO UNBELIEVABLY BAD
Context: Both Nika and Paige have feelings for you, and were jealous of one another. So when Paige makes a joke about being the only woman to make you squirt Nika had to prove her wrong.
Warnings: threesome, fingering, pussy eating, smut, nsfw
a/n: I POSTED THIS AGAIN JUST FOR YOU GUYS B/C I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH <3
It wasn't that you were oblivious and didn't know that Nika and Paige were always flirting with you. It was that you liked it, the attention they gave you, how they treated you like a princess and not to mention how hot they were. They both liked you and secretly they liked each other but neither of the two would ever admit it aloud.
With Nika it was touching you in some way, the girl would hold you forever if she could. She always had an arm around your shoulders or waist and she loved calling you pretty nicknames in Croation because it drove Paige crazy.
With Paige she loved buying you gifts and telling you how beautiful you were. To her you were the most beautiful woman she's ever seen. Every time Nika saw Paige whispering in your ear it drove her crazy.
Everything was a competition between them, if Paige got you to blush Nika was going to make you blush harder. If Nika you a gift, Paige would go get one more expensive. It was game between them, to see who was better for you when in reality they both were.
Which is what led you here naked on Paige's bed with Nika's head between your thighs.
The Croatian girls tongue circles your clit as two of her fingers pump inside of you. You already came once only moments ago and she was already pushing you to another. A hand slides its way around your throat and makes you look up, as you stare up at Paige she bends down kissing your soft lips.
Paige being the cocky girl she was made a joke earlier saying she was the only woman to ever make you squirt. When Nika heard her she knew she had to prove the girl wrong so here you three were.
You moan accidentally detaching your lips from the kiss as Nika's fingers start moving faster and deeper inside of you. Her fingers hit that sweet spot inside of you that makes your head all fuzzy.
"Come on princess you gonna cum again” Nika says pulling away from your clit to look at you from between your thighs.
Nodding your head up and down, you feel Paige's hands move down to your breasts each one massaging your body. You can feel yourself getting closer by the second. Paige's thumbs rub against your harden nipples "Go on babygirl cum for Nika" she whispers kissing down your neck.
All the sensations from the two girls were too much and you can feel yourself squeezing tighter around Nika's fingers. With Paige's hands on your boobs and Nika's fingers inside of you all of it was too much.
"Mm fuck I'm gonna - gonna cum please" You whine your legs starting to shake around Nika’s head.
The brunette moves down to suck your clit harshly pushing you over the edge once again. You felt something snap as you came your juices squirting all over the girl "Fuck- fuck, sorry” you apologize out of breath, as your still leaking all over her and the sheets.
You lay back in the bed leaning against Paige weakly as she wraps her arms around you "Guess I'm not the only one" she mumbles kissing your temple.
Nika licks her lips pulling her fingers out of you slowly wiping her mouth with the back of her hand "See whatever you can do I can do better" the Croatian smirks winking at the girl as she leans over your body kissing your lips.
Paige shakes her head "I bet I could make her cum faster than you" she says staring daggers at her friend.
The brunette raises her brows "Oh really?Let's see" she says moves off of your body grabbing her phone "I'll time you" she tells you.
As Paige goes to move, you shake your head "Wait, no- hold on give me a minute" You say still catching your breath.
Before you can even turn your head Paige is already off the bed fastening the strap around her hips. You look at Paige and groan "I'm not gonna be able to walk tomorrow" you say aloud.
"Oh don't worry princess when she's done fucking you, I'll be here to fuck you after" Nika smirks kissing your cheek getting up to go grab her strap.