Rhea Ripley // oneshots

5. Sweater

Smut 🖤

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Y/n's pov:

I grab my cup and let the bitter mixture of liquids seep down my throat. I lean back into the couch and let the banging music and singing voices fill my head.

But suddenly a big figure in the corner of my eye grabs my attention. I turn my head and I'm met with those piercing blue eyes that broke my heart less than a month ago.

I quickly turn my head away but it's too late, I can feel her eyes on me as she walks towards me. I drink the remaining liquor in my cup and put it on the small table in front of me.
I feel the couch dent in as someone sits next to me, "we need to talk."

My heart flutters at her Australian accent but I try not to let it show. I grab the couch under me tightly untill my knuckles turn white. I lift my head and meet her eyes again, "what could you possibly want to talk about except for the fact that you're hoeing around right after we ended things?"

She's wearing a leather top, no sleeves so her broad toned shoulders and tattoo covered arms are on full display. In her arms she's holding a light gray vest with small white accents. "we both know that's not true", she says surprisingly calm.
I huff and get up, I walk towards the kitchen and see Rhea still sitting on the couch.

As I walk through the crowded house, some douchebag bumps against me and spills almost his entire beer over my white shirt. "Oh I'm sorry princess, let me help you", he says with a smirk plastered on his face. "Get off of me!", I push him against a crowd of people behind him and walk away.

By now the beer has fully soaked my shirt which turned it see-through.
I make my way to the bathroom and close the door behind me.

I quickly take off my shirt and wring it out above the sink.
Suddenly the door opens and I cover up, "Get out!"

"Easy", I hear her voice say, "it's just me."
"That doesn't mean shit, get out", I say and put my shirt back in the sink.

Rhea closes the door behind her and I hear it lock before she steps towards me. She grabs her vest and hands it to me. "I don't need anything from you", I snap and take a step back. "Do you?", she asks and smiles at me, the same way she smiled at me the first time I met her and completely fell for her.

I shake away my thoughts and cross my arms. She keeps holding out her vest while I see her eyes travel down towards my chest. I huff and snatch it out of her hands.
A smile creeps onto her face as she watches me putting it on. It's a little big on me but I'd rather wear this then only my bra.

"There you go", she says in a soothing manner. "Can you leave now?", I ask a little annoyed.
She takes another step closer to me, "do you really want me to leave sweetheart?"

I feel my heart flutter at the nickname she always used to call me and swallow the lump in my throat.
"That's what I thought", she smiles and walks even closer so she has me backed up against the wall. Her hands rest on my hips and I feel my chest heaving up and down with every breath I take.

"I'm sorry I hurt you", she sounds serious.
I look down but her finger under my chin makes me look back up at her, she leans in and I feel her breath on my lips. She waits there, waiting for me to give in, waiting for my consent.

Fuck it.

I crash my lips into hers and she immediately presses her body against mine. My arms find their way around her neck as her hands roam over my waist and hips.

She lifts me onto the sink and grabs my face to deepen the kiss, pushing her pierced tongue past my lips. I wrap my legs around her waist and I feel her smirk into the kiss.

Her left hand stays on my waist with a firm grip while her right hand slowly inches underneath my skirt.

She softly bites my lower lip as her fingers trace the outline of my panties. Her lips move towards my ear as I feel her fingers softly pressing against my clit through the wet fabric. "Do you still want me to leave?", she whispers and presses a little harder.

I shake my head but her hand wraps around my neck and she makes me look at her, "words."
"No", I whisper between heavy breaths and she smiles before pushing my panties to the side and connecting her fingers with my clit.

I let a whimper go and feel her lips on my neck, kissing and sucking softly. I throw my head back and I can feel her smile against my skin. I feel the tip of her fingers at my entrance, she softly bites the sensitive skin on my neck as she pushes two fingers inside.

"Fuck", I moan as she slowly starts moving them. "That's it baby", she murmurs against my skin.

Her fingers pump inside me while her thumb keeps pressing against my clit. Her fingers take up a fast pace and I feel her hot breath against my neck.
I can feel my high already approaching as she speeds up and curls her fingers to hit my sweet spot.

Her hand wraps around my now hickey covered neck and she makes me look in her piercing blue eyes. She speeds up and adds more pressure to my clit.
I moan and she smiles, "hold it."

I shake my head as I feel my walls starting to clench around her fingers. She tighens her hand around my throat, "Hold. It."

I whimper and nodd as my legs starts to close around her. "Good girl", she whipsers and crashes her lips into mine, "cum for me", she murmurs against my lips.

With that I gush all over her fingers and moan into her mouth. She keeps going until I'm completely worn out and collapse against her.

She pulls her fingers out and licks them clean, "so sweet", she whispers and smiles down at me.
My breath is heavy and she chuckles before stepping backwards, leaving me on the sink.
"Keep the sweater, it suits you", she says before leaving the bathroom.