Sarah Paulson's Characters - Oneshots

🐺🔞 Red Rocket Popsicle 🤏🎟️

Ship: Werewolf Ally Mayfair-Richards x Reader

🔞 Oral, Facial, Face-Fucking, Cum Eating

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You ran through the house, having escaped the shower after something clicked. All it took was Ally to call you babygirl, to which you burst from the shower and ran around in the nude. The hot August air quickly tired you out, gruff hands picking you up. "Well lookie here. Someone thought they could try to escape Mommy." You looked up, seeing sharp teeth. You shuddered in her arms, letting out a scream. This creature had the same smell of Ally's hair, had the same voice, but looked different.

She set you down, gently cupping your face. "It's me, Mommy." She reassured, taking your hands and letting you feel her fur. Same texture as her hair. "Mommy's scary." You whimpered, to which she gave a sympathetic smile. "Remember when Mommy didn't leave the bathroom during the full moon?" She asked. You gave a small nod, vaguely remembering that moment.

"Mommy's showing you why she locked herself in there. She thought you were brave enough. I guess you aren't Mommy's brave girl." She feigned disappointment, ears drooping. "I-I'm bwave! I'm Mommy's brave girl!" You cried out, grabbing the fur on her stomach and pressing yourself against her. The August heat already kept you wet, but it also lead to other things. "Show Mommy how brave you are." She cooed, slowly bringing your hands to what seemed like a pocket between her legs.

"You remember those Superman popsicles?" She questioned, grinning. "Yah." You spoke with excitement, her grin a mix of devious and heartwarming. "Mommy has something just like it. It'll help cool you down."

"Just like that, see it?" She asked, helping you coax out a long red popsicle-thing between her legs. It was warm and twitching. "It's a big pop-ickle." You whispered, hesitantly getting closer. "That's a good girl. Take a lick." She whispered, a soft groan howling quietly from her as your tongue ran up the shaft. "It taste funny." You commented, seeing her smile. "It's a unique flavor. The more you suck to get to the center, you'll get ice cream." She cooed, hearing you gasp in surprise.

Ally laid her head back as you took her into your mouth, moving her hips instinctively. She held your head in place, hearing shocked squeaks as she hit the back of your throat. "Such a brave girl." She purred, gasping softly as she looked down at you. Such innocent eyes while she choked you with her cock. Oh how she loved the corruption of your innocence. "Don't you worry, babygirl. The ice cream center is coming very soon." She groaned, holding your head as still as possible as her ten inch cock went down your throat with each buck of her hips.

"Your throat feels so good, Princess. Tomorrow, Mommy is going to cool off your princess parts. Mommy promises." She howled, her knot smacking your lips. Ally bared her teeth, tail wagging. "You're such a brave girl! Such a brave little girl!" She cried out, pulling back as thick creamy white ropes of something sticky and salty jumped at you. Your eyes instinctively closed, jumping slightly with each spurt until your face was thoroughly glazed. "Oh, darling. You look like a brave little warrior." Ally purred, licking away her cum from your face. "I was brave! I'm a bwave girl!" You cheered, putting your hands up.

"Yes you were! Now, let's get you cleaned up before Mommy shows you what else this popsicle can do."