Fandom: Teen Wolf
Author: T💕
Request: “Can you do a Teen Wolf imagine where the reader is Issac’s sister and after suffering from so many years of abuse from their father along with her bother she is scared of males, (excluding Issac) because of it. -Thank you😊”
Warnings: Mentions of abuse
Author’s note: I changed this just a teeny bit.

                                                       Y/N’s P.O.V 

       "Hey, Princess.“ My brother, Issac, greeted as he walked into the class that the two of us had together.
       I smiled, "Hi, Issac!”
       My brother sat beside me. “How are you feeling. Like, you know…” I knew he was talking about the beating I had suffered the previous night from our dad.
       I winced at the thought of it. My hand drifted to the right side of my rib cage. It was covered in bruises and shallow cuts. It was a sad metaphor of how I felt on the inside. “I’m okay. Nothing we haven’t dealt with before, right?” I laughed at the cruel humor of mine and Issac’s life.
       "Hey, Y/N. Hey, Issac.“ Scott greeted with a crooked smile.
        I sank down in my seat and mumbled a "hello”. I saw the way Scott’s face dropped after our interaction. I know that Scott has feelings for me, and of course I have feelings for him, but I can’t trust any man because of my dad. Well, other than Issac. But you build trust for someone fast when you grow accustomed to eachothers screams and cries in pain.

                                                      Scott’s P.O.V

     I swear I could feel my heart break into pieces. I know what Y/N is going through at home. Well, not personally, but I could feel her pain. No girl like her deserves to be treated like that. Honestly, neither of them do.
       Issac pulled me to the side. “Hey, man, don’t take that to heart. It’s nothing you did, it’s our dad. She has this mental block when it comes to trusting men. She’s alway afraid of getting hurt. Emotionally and physically.”
       I rubbed the back of my neck. “But, I wouldn’t do anything to hurt her, Issac. She has to know that…”
       He put his hand on my shoulder. “She’s trying, believe me. But, she flinches everytime a man raises his hand around her. I mean, she had a panic attack when Derek tried to highfive her. And Derek couldn’t lay a hand on Y/N if his life depended on int.”
       The bell rang and Issac and I went to our seats.
       I looked over to Y/N’s seat and met her gaze. I saw her cheeks get red and heard her heartbeat speed up. She smiled a small smile and then waved at me. Dumbstruck, I waved back and smiled at her.

                                                           Y/N’s P.O.V

       As soon as Scott and I locked eyes, I didn’t think I would ever have the amount of courage it took for me to have any sort of interaction with a man other than my brother. But I waved and smiled at him anyway.
       Issac saw what happened and smiled at me so wide that I thougnt he was going to break his cheeks. “Look at you!” He whispered and put his arm around my shoulders like he always does. “It’s all about progress and taking baby steps, Princess. You got this.”

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       The bell rang and we all packed up our stuff. “Y/N?” Scott said from behind me. Issac nodded encouragingly at me when I looked at him.
       I smiled at Scott. “Yes?”
       I never thought I would ever see anyone but my brother smile at me the way Scott did. As a matter of fact, nobody has ever smiled at me the way he did. Issac smiles at me, but it’s always a sibling love behind his eyes, but there was something different about Scott’s.
       "Do-uh-do you mind if I walk with you to your locker?“ It took me a second to gather my thoughts. All I’ve ever known is the pain and abuse from men. I don’t know if I can trust Scott. I don’t know if I can trust anyone but Issac…
       A voice in the back of my head telling me that I should try to trust Scott. Maybe it’s the way he looks at me the same way people look at the stars in the midnight sky or fireworks on the Fourth of July. Or maybe it was the fact that I can see in his eyes that there is nothing that he wouldn’t do for me. I can see a fire behind his eyes, and I have a feeling that I was the fuel that made those flames erupt. "Not at all.” I smiled.
       As we walked out of the classroom, Issac asked me if I needed him to walk with Scott and I.
        I shook my head at my brother with sincerity. “No. It’s okay, Issac. I’m okay with walking with Scott.”
                                                             Scott’s P.O.V

       "…I’m okay with walking with Scott.“ Y/N’s words echoed through my head on a loop. I don’t know what to say or what to feel. The fact that Y/N trusts me makes me feel like my life was finally complete.
       She’s gone through so much when it comes to men, and choosing to place something as fragile as her trust in my hands, made me feel like there was nothing I couldn’t do. And I would do anything for Y/N Lahey, anything at all.
       "Scott? Hellooooo? Earth to McCall!” Y/N waved her hand in front of my face.
        I blinked away my thoughts and gave her a small smile. “Sorry, love. Let’s go.”

                                                             Y/N’s P.O.V
       Scott and I walked down the hall a few dozen feet to my locker. I out in my combo and popped open my locker. The inside door was littered with pictures of my brother and I.
      Scott looked them over. “You guys really are close, huh?”
      I pulled a picture down and held it. The picture was of me and Issac during my softball tournament. My bat was slung over my left shoulder, my uniform was covered in dirt and chalk, my eye-black was streaked down my face, but my smile was so effortly displayed on my face. Issac wasn’t looking at the camera, but he was looking at me with so much love in his eyes and in his smile. I couldn’t help but grin a little. “Yeah. But with a life like ours, we’ve gotta be.”
       "Y/N, can I tell you something?“ Scott asked me warily.
       I nodded. "Of course, Scott.”
       "I just-I want you to know that I would never, not in a million years, do anything to hurt you. I know why you have trouble trusting men. I know why you and your brother both do. And I just want to reassure you that; you can let your guard down around me. I-I know I’m not perfect, but for you, I would try my damnedest to be. I would sacrifice all I had just so that I could keep you safe. And,Y/N, I know you only really trust Issac, but I want you to try and trust me. I want you to let me in. It makes me physically sick to know that you don’t love yourself the way you should. And if you let me in, I would treat you the way a real man should. Now, I’m not asking you to trust every man, I’m just asking that you trust me the same way you trust your brother.“
       I couldn’t think of how to react. All my life my brother and I have been our dad’s punching bags. And now, Scott McCall is standing in front of me, begging me to let him in. And maybe I should. Maybe I can find some comfort from everything my dad has ever done to me in him. Maybe Scott can help me feel everything in my life that has been broken or hurt. Maybe Scott McCall is my safe heaven.
       I took a deep breath. "Okay, Scott. I will let you in. But just-just don’t try to rush the healing, alright? I know it’s going to take some time to learn to trust another man that isn’t Issac.”
       Scott lifted my head up with his hand, making me flinch ever so slightly. “Y/N, I don’t care if it takes forever. I will be here for you through hell and back, and nothing and no one will ever change that. Not in this life or the next.”
       "You promise?“ I ask in a whisper.
       "I promise.” He said.

All three requests are in queue for tomorrow!

Originally posted by grossscience

Y'all gonna get some smut tomorrow. (Like I promised 2 days ago😂). Get ready kids.

Originally posted by namelessmasha

Liam Dunbar x Female!Beta!reader

Fandom: Teen Wolf

Author: T💕

Request: “Could you do a Liam imagine where Liam and the reader don’t like eachother since they’re both the new betas, but the actually start to like eachother. (Smut I guess😂)

 I rolled my eyes as I sat down on Derek’s couch. We had a pack meeting tonight to talk about whatever was reaking havoc in Becon Hills as of late.

 Derek came and sat next to me, pulling me into his side and kissing the top of my head.

 Now, I know that everyone thinks that Derek Hale and I are a thing, but he is actually more like my brother than anything. But that didn’t change the fact that I still smelled someone who was giving off a jealous sent when they walked through the door. I just couldn’t place who it was specifically because Scott, Lydia, Liam, and Isaac all came throgh the door at once.

 Derek got up and walked to the table and shook hands with Scott.

 Lydia waved to me and Liam rolled his eyes. I showed him just one of my fingers and he scoffed and looked away from me. I smirked triumphantly.

 Scott finished what he and Derek were talking about and turned to the rest of us.

 “So, Derek and I split everyone into groups. Lydia and Derek, Stiles and me, Jackson and Mason and Isaac, and Y/N and Liam.”

 Liam shot up. “Scott! What about what I told you?! You said you wouldn’t do that!”

 Scott smirked, “I know what I said.”

 “Greeeeat. I’ve got to deal with a child; just my luck.” I mumbled.

 “Y/N,” Derek said, “aren’t y’all the same age?”

 “Fuck you, wolf-boy.” I say.

 “You’re a werewolf too.”

 “I said fuck you!”

 The next night, Liam and I were sitting in my car, watching the section of the woods that we got assigned.

 Scott stopped by to bring us some snacks and water. “God, Y/N, couldn’t you have put on longer shorts?”

 I laughed. “Why? Am I distracting you?”

 Scott nudgged me and giggled. “I am not the one that you have to worry abou, but whatever.”

 I drew my eyebrows together. Scott started to the jeep where Stiles was. “My two betas better behave!”

 I rolled my eyes and waved as the two boys drove off to do whatever it was they needed to do for this mission.

 I looked and saw Liam sitting on the passanger side, his door open and his head in his hands. I put the stuff from Scott in my seat and walked to him. As much as him and I hate eachother, I needed to know that he was alright.

 I crouched in front of him and put my hands on his toned biceps. He looked at me.

 “You okay?” I asked him.

 Liam’s pupils were blown wide ans he was breathing shallow, but he nodded his head still.

 My hands fell to his knees. “Are you sure, Li?”

 I caught sent of something. I breathed deep and finally put a finger on what that smell was. Arousal. Liam clearly saw that I figured it out, because he sat back and looked down at me.

 “So,” Liam shifted, giving me a better view of the hard on that he had. “since you are the reason that I am so hard, are you going to fix it?”

 Liam’s voice had dropped a couple of octaves, and it really turned me on. I slid my hands up and down his thighs. I bit my lip and looked him in the eyes.

 “If you want me to…you just have to tell me what you want me to do.” I said.

 Liam s;ipped his right hand to the back of my head, pulling on my hair. I moaned and he smirked darkly.

 “I want you to take my cock in your mouth until I cum down your throat. Then you are going to let me fuck that little pussy of yours until you are screaming my name so loud that everyone knows exactly who I am when I’m finished with you.” His eyes glowed and I moaned a little.

 I didn’t even think twice before I undid Liam’s belt and jeans. I pulled his hard on out of his jeansl I gasped.

 “How can someone your age have a cock this big?!”

 He laughed. “Are you actually complaining about it?”

 I shook my head. “Absolutely not.”

 I started to stroke Liam’s cock, watching him watch me, his mouth open slightly.

 I took his cock in my mouth.

 I bobbed my head, taking as much of him in my mouth as I could, the tip of his cock brushing the back of my throat and his pre cum coating my tongue.

 Liam kept his hand on the back of my head, pushing it down a little more. I gagged around his dick and he moaned.

 “Oh, God, Y/N. Fuck, your mouth can definately work wonders. Fucking hell.”

 I squeezed his left thigh while I continued to suck him off. I drg my teeth softly over his cock, and he moaned out loudly. I sucked on Liam’s dick harder, until he gripped my hair tightly, almost painful, and shot his load down my throat.

 I wiped my mouth and loooked Liam in the eyes. “What was that second part that you said again?”

 “Get in the backseat. Now.” Liam growled.

 I practiacally sprinted to the backseat and slid to the door on the opposite side. I whimpered as Liam crawled into the car with a wild, animalistic look taking over any other visable emotion in his eyes.

 Liam shut the door behind him and licked his lips while he looked me up and down.

 I practically read his mind and took my shorts and sneakers off. Liam took his jeans off, and literally ripped my shirt off of my bodyl

 Liam didn’t waste any time diving between my thighs. He licked a single stripe up my pussy, sending jolts of pleasure through my body. My two hands flew to his messy brown hair and i gasped. Liam continued his oral assault on my clit and pussy lips. That boys tongue is magical, I swear it!

 My voice came out high-pitched. “Liam! Fuck!”

  Liam stopped eating me out and kissed the insides of my thighs. I moaned still.

  Liam sat up enough to line his cock head up with my entrance, and slammed into me.

  “Oh, Liam!” I screamed and clawed at his back.

  “You like that, baby? Huh? You like my cock dep in that pussy of yours?” He moaned in my ears.

  “Ha-harder.” I begged.

  Liam put one hand on my hip and the other on the window behind my head.

  His hips snapped harder and I could feel his cock hittin deep inside of me.

   I could do nothing but moan and gasp and scratch my fingers down his back.

  “Oh, fuck, Y/N, keep scratching my back like that, baby.” Liam said.

 I did like he said and drug my nails down his back again. Liam slammed his dick deep inside of me, causing so much pleasure I couldn’t see right.

   I could feel a pleasure knot in my stomach on the verge of exploding. I gripped Liam’s shoulders, digging my nails deep into his skin.

   “Li, I’m gonna-” My sentence was cut short by my orgasm.

   Liam came shortly after I did, roaring, literally, as he did. He stayed in his position until there was a knock on the window.

   “Get dressed so that I can rip you both to shreds for not following orders.” Scott growled at us.

   “So much for “hating” eachother.” Stiles giggled.

   “Shut it, Stilinski!” The three of us yelled at him.

Malia Tate x Female!Reader
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Author: T💕
Request: @ephemeral-stilinski asked: “Could you write something where the reader just got out of a relationship with Theo because it just didn’t feel right to her and then she meets Malia. Mal encourages her to wear the short skirts that she wants to wear and stuff and they both realize that they like each other more than friends so they kiss like at the sidelines while there’s a lacrosse game and right as they kiss someone makes a goal and it’s giggly and fluffY? c: that would be so nice.”
Warnings: None (surprisingly, right?!)

     I walked up to my group of friends that were all standing at Lydia’s locker. “Hey, guys!”

     “You look happy for someone who just got out of a relationship.” Lydia pointed out.

     Theo and I had just broken up the night before. I just told Theo that it just didn’t feel right, and he said he understood, so, we did end on good terms. And we don’t hate each other, so that is good.

     “Y/N, it’s like, a thousand degrees outside, why are you wearing black jeans?” Lydia looked at me.

     I did a half-ass shrug. “I don’t really think I have th body for skirts like you wear, Lyds.”

     “You’re joking, right?” Issac asked me.

     “He’s right, Y/N,” Malia told me. “Your body is totally killer. I think you should wear the skirts and show off our legs.” Her smile was almost as big as mine.

     A blush rose up to my cheeks. It always happens to me when I’m around Malia. I can’t place why though. “Thanks, Malia. That means so much coming from you.”

     We held each other’s gaze for some time. I couldn’t bring myself to stop looking at Malia Tate. Well, until the bell rang.

     “Hey, we’ve got a lacrosse game in a couple hors. Are you guys coming?” Stiles asked and slung his stuff over his shoulder.

     Lydia, Malia, and I all nodded as a “yes”. Issac shrigged. “I’ll go too.”

     “You have to be there, moron. Shut the fuck up.” Issac and Stiles walked toward the locker room, laughing a t what Stiles had just said.

     Lydia turned to me and Malia. “Okay, we’re going to my house to get ready. Oh, and, Y/N? You’re gonna wear a skirt.”

     I tried to protest. “I don’t have–”

     “Shush! I have one you can borrow. Don’t worry.” The three of us walked to Lydia’s car.

     “I’m not sure about this, Lydia. Mal, what do you think?” I walked out of the closet and showed Malia and Lydia my outfit.

     Lydia clapped her hands and squealed. Meanwhile, Malia’s jaw was hanging open and her phone fell out of her hand, landing on Lydia’s bed.

     “I–Y/N–wow. Just wow.” Malia beamed.

     The blush from earlier had found its way back to my face. I looked down. Something about her made my heart almost beat out of my chest.

     “Well, now that Y/N looks simply stunning,” Lydia grinned, showing her white teeth, “we should head out before the boys have a conniption fit because we’re late.”

     The bleachers were packed with people when us girls arrived. I got a couple of looks from people while we sat in front of Sheriff Stilinski and Mrs. McCall. They were all looks of surprise. I smiled to myslef smally.

     “See, Y/N,” Malia nuddged me lightly, “we told you people weren’t going to know what to say. You look stunning.”

     Our eyes met and I felt that feeling again. I smiled at Malia and turned to the field as the boys ran onto it. We cheered loudly for our friends and watched the game start. Jackson was the one to get the ball at the beginning, but wouldn’t pass it to anyone.

     Malia groaned. “We aren’t ging to win if King Douche ocer there won’t pass the ball.”

     I grabbed her hand reassuringly. But it felt like so much more than reassurance.

     Our eyes met again. A lightbulb went off in my head.

     I lover her. I love Malia Tate.

     Malia seemed to know exactly what I wasfeeling because she started to lean in slowly. I met her half way and connected out lips. Sparks erupted in my stomach.

     Cheers and screams erupted from all around us. “Did you guys–huh. Finally.” Lydia stood with her hands on her hips, a proud smile on her glossy lips.

     Malia and I pulled apart, giggling after we realized Beacon Hills scored a point.

     “I love you.” I admitted to Malia finally.

     “I love you.” Malia repeated and pulled me in again.

Derek Hale x Female!Reader
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Author: T💕
Request?: Yes
Warnings: Smut as usual, age gap, language, and some violence.

       "Why are you so fuckin’ hard-headed?!“ Derek yelled at me.
         The pack had just gotten done killing a coven of witches, and Derek got pissy because I didn’t “stay in the car” like he wanted me to. But, I saved their asses, so he can get over himself. I mean, if it hadn't​ been for me decapitating that witch bitch, my boyfriend would have been zapped into a frog or something. So, I refuse to feel bad.
        “Are you even listening, Y/N?” I shook my head.
        “Nope. I tend to tune out whiney bullshit, Der.” I turned my back to him and heard an animalistic growl rumble through the living room.
         I rolled my eyes. “You know, if you are gonna growl at me, then–” I felt Derek’s hand make contact with the left side of my face, leaving my ear  ringing and my cheek stinging.
         I smirked evilly at him. “Yeah? Is that wanna play, babe?”
         "Y-Y/N. Oh, my god. I’m so sorry! I don’t know what ca–oof!“ A kick to the middle of his chest sent him flying backward, landing on the coffee table, breaking into splinters.
         I walked to where Derek was laying, groaning. “Hitting isn’t nice, Derek.”
         Derek grabbed my ankle and pulled me down to his chest. “You just kicked me across the living room, into my table, and I’m the mean one? baby, I’m not sure that’s how that works.”
         I tried to hide my grin. “Fuck you, Der.”
         "Do you want to?“ He traced his large, calloused fingers across the exposed skin just above the waistband of my jeans.
         "Do I want to what?” I asked him, now taking shallow breaths as he ran over my zipper.
         "Do you want to fuck me, Y/N? Do you want me to put my huge cock inside your tight pussy? Hmm? Mark you up so everyone in Beacon Hills knows that you and this,“ He grabbed my jean-clad heat and rubbed his hand into it, making me moan, "is mine and only mine?”
         I gasped. “Yes. Yes, I want that so much.”
         In the blink of an eye, Derek and I were in the bedroom, sharing a heated kiss. We pulled apart for air. Derek asks, “Are you sure you wanna do this, Y/N? I don’t know how you feel about the age difference…” He trails off.
         I took his face in my hands. “Der, the age difference doesn’t matter to me. I love you and I want you.”
         "Okay, good.“ He leaned closer to my ear, "because when I’m done, you aren’t going to be able to remember what it’s like to not have my cock buried in you.”
         I gasped at his statement. “Well, you better keep well on that promise or I might have to go to Peter for help.”
         Derek got rid of both of our pants and hovered above me. “Why did he not stay dead?”
         I shrugged. “But I would prefer not to think about him whilst you are fucking me, so get on with it.”
         "More like ‘get off’.“ He winked.
         There was no time for me to laugh, because Derek pushed his bulge against my clit, causing me to shudder in pleasure. I pushed him off me so I could take of the thin, crimson colored, lace panties I was wearing. "Your turn.” I panted.
        Derek did away with his underwear and took ahold of his massive cock, “You ready, Y/N?”
         I could do nothing but nod frantically. Derek lined himself up with my entrance, and snapped his hips to bury himself inside me completely.
         "Oh, god!“ I screamed, very loudly I might add. I am absolutely sure that the neighbors could hear me.
         Derek grunted and said my name as he slid in and out of my wet pussy.
         "Oh, fuck, Der. Ugh!” I moaned out very loudly and scratched down his back. Derek snapped his hips faster, causing me to hang my mouth open, not being able to make a sound.
         "Do that again, Y/N. Fuck yes!“ I put my hands near the top of his back and drug my nails down to his lower back.
         Derek put one hand on the headboard, and the other on my hip. "Oh, god, Y/N. I love seeing my cock slide in and out of your pretty, pink pussy. I love seeing your face srunch up in pleasure while you moan out my name.”
         I could hardly find the words to say because the pleasure was so overwhelming. “Der-Derek….Harder, please, baby. I’m so close. Ohhh!”
         All I could hear over the sound of blood rushing to my ears was the banging of the headboard against the wall, the squeaking of the bed frame, and our screams of pleasure.
         "Derek! I’m gonna cum!“ I screamed at the top of my lungs and arched my back.
         Derek moaned and slammed deeper and harder into me. After some thrusts, I clenched around him and felt his load shoot into me.

         After a few minutes of cuddling, there was a knock at the door of the loft. Derek and I exchanged a look of ultimate confusion.
         "Derek? It’s Sherriff Stilinski and Deputy Parrish. Is everything alright in there? We got several noise complaints.”
         Derek ran his hand over his face and got changed. “This is going to be fun to explain.”

Lydia Martin x Female!Reader
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Author: T💕
Request: “god i love your work. could i get a smutty lydia one shot?”
Warnings: Smutty goodness, female x female smut, language, and choking. That’s it.

    The room was filled with the sound of heavy breathing and a storm of teeth, tongue, and lips.
    Fifteen minutes ago, Lydia and I were sitting in Stiles’ house discussing the most recent case of supernatural fuckery that had come to Beacon Hills.
    The sexual tension between Lydia had I had grown so completely unbearable, the two of us had to leave. It was a wordless hurry out the door to fix our issue.
    Lydia and Jackson had just broken up not too long ago, and her and I hooked up at one of her parties. Lydia Martin and I have been friends for years, and we always said we couldn’t be more than that so we didn’t lose our friendship, but I’m not sure it matters anymore.
    “Lydia. I need you–” She kissed down my neck and pulled my shirt over my head.
    “I need you too, Y/N. Right fucking now.” Her and I climbed into bed and striped each other’s clothes the rest of the way off. Lydia was wearing an emerald green lace bra and a black thong. My pussy got wetter as I just looked at her. She was simply beautiful.
    She reached up and cupped my breasts in both hands. “You look so fuckable in purple, Y/N. Now, let’s make that happen, huh?”
    “You don’t have to ask me twice, baby.” I put my lips on hers again.
    Lydia pulled me on top of her; one of my legs on either side of her torso. Enough time had passed as we continued to map each other’s mouth with our tongues, and I grinded on Lydia’s core with mine.
    I ground down harder and harder, making us both moaning and panting messes. “Lyds…fuck-oh…let me touch that pretty pussy of yours. I want to taste you as you cum all over my fingers. How does that sound?”
    I slip down her black panties and blew on her–quite literal–dripping pussy. Lydia grabbed my Y/H/C and pulled on it lightly. “Oh, Y/N, baby. Do it! Fuck me with your mouth and fingers so I get a turn to taste your sweet cunt.”
    I wasted zero time licking a long stripe on her pussy. She tasted like Heaven. I moaned with her as I continued to eat her out.
    Lydia moaned my name. “Oh, Y/N! Oh, fuck, just like that, yeah! I love it when you lick my wet pussy. P-Please use your fingers like you said you would.”
    I teased her by slowly licking my middle and ring fingers before entering my fingers into her core and kitten-licked her clit furiously.
     "Y/N! You’re gonna make me cum!“ Lydia played with her nipples; pinching and pulling on them. "Yeah! I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum! UGHA!” Lydia clenched her walls around me.
    I pushed my fingers in her a couple more times as she rode out her orgasm.
    I licked my fingers clean. “Mmm. You taste so fucking amazing, Lyds. Damn good!”
     Lydia bit her lip at my comment. She pulled me onto the bed, then pushed me on my back. She slid her hand down my breast on her way off the bed, giving it a squeeze.
    Lydia ripped my underwear off and threw it somewhere in the bedroom. She pushed my legs open and gasped. “Y/N…You’ve got such a pretty little pussy! I can’t wait to eat it up.” She winked at me and sunk to her knees.
    I brought my hands up my stomach and took ahold of both of my boobs. I massaged my boobs and squeezed at my alread- hard nipples.
    Lydia didn’t eben say anything; she just stuck her tongue inside of my vagina. My hands went straight for her strawberry blonde hair and I moaned out her name.
    Her mouth worked such wonders on my clit and inside of me. She did a better job than any guy I’ve been with.
    “L-Lydia–Oh–I want you to choke me.” I panted. “Please?”
    A wicked grin found its way to her lips and her left hand found its way to my throat, applying some pressure. Her second hand entered me and her mouth covered my clit. It sent me into a whole other world of pleasure.
    Lydia pushed her fingers inside me, bringing me closer to the edge. I gasped as I felt the knot in my lower abdomen start to explode. I arched my back and came with a loud shout of Lydia’s name.

    Lydia climbed into bed with me and laid next to me. “That was–”
    “Extraordinary.” I finished for her.
    She rolled over to look me in the eyes. “These are gonna be more than just "hookups”, right, Y/N?“
    I kissed her on the lips lovingly. "They are gonna be more than just hookups. Lydia, will you be my girlfriend?”
    “Absolutely.” She kissed me.