𝙈𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙢 | 𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨

𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚 • 𝙀.𝙊 *

Pairing: Elizabeth Olsen x Fem!reader

Warnings: Smut 18+, mentions of alcohol consumption, mommy!kink, squirting,
sub!reader, cunnilingus, scissoring, marking, overstimulation, dacryphilia, dirty talk, bondage, bdsm, praise, degradation, possessiveness, fingering, begging.

WC: 1.3k

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"Please! I need you!" You whimper, the wet ache between your legs practically sending you into tears.

"And why should I give a brat like you what you want? You know I don't like seeing you around with her."

One finger slowly trailed up your thigh making it twitch, your wrists bound to the headboard and your legs wide open as your ankles are held apart with cuffs.

"I'm sorry! I'm so, so sorry, Okay? I won't even look in her direction again, it was a stupid mistake!" You practically sobbed in need.

She was referring to your co-worker Cindy, knowing about her attraction towards you always sent Lizzie in a fit of rage, she hates having to see her near you for work.

Cindy came to take the rest of your shift at the bar you work at. Clearly she'd gone through some of the inventory herself, being a little too handsy for your liking.

Lizzie had come to pick you up, having decided to not wait in the car, she made her way inside the club to find Cindy trying to untie your apron for you, although you had already declined multiple times, she still insisted.

You turned and your eyes widened as you saw your girlfriend eyeing the two of you, making you practically tear your uniform off and rush straight to her, her eyebrow cocked up and her lip between her teeth.

Though you both knew it wasn't your fault, you were still in for it.

"Oh yeah? Are you sure? I bet Cindy would just love to see you like this."

Her tone changes from harsh to teasing in a matter of seconds, another rush of wetness practically leaking out of you.

"No- I only need you.. Only you can have me!" Lizzie's lips turn up in a smirk, her hands moving up and down the flesh of your thighs, your clit throbbing, practically begging to be touched.

"That's right, this is all mine." She gestures to your quivering body, one hand moving up to your breast and giving it a squeeze, her thumb rubbing against your nipple making you bite your lip in pleasure.

"You're all mine, isn't that right pretty girl?"

You nod rapidly and her hands grope your chest, making you whimper at the feeling, wanting nothing more than for her to absolutely ruin you.

"Words"

"I belong to you.. Please mommy just touch me." Her eyebrows raised at the name and your lips snapped shut, a fierce blush covering your face and you realized the words that slipped out of your mouth.

"Mommy huh? You want mommy to touch you princess?"

"I'm sorry, it's just.. please, fuck me." At this point tears are springing from your eyes, your legs twitching in both anticipation and embarrassment. Your pussy throbbing to the point that it hurt.

"Aww poor baby, you need mommy to play with your pretty pussy is that it?" She moves onto her stomach to lay between your legs, eyeing your leaking wetness hungrily. Her finger slips through your slit and finally up to your bundle of nerves.