Marina Mabrey didn't want to be here. She didn't say it. Didn't pout. Didn't throw a tantrum. But the way her ponytail whipped when she walked past media, the tightness in her jaw during warmups-everyone felt it. The Sun front office had dangled the promise of a trade all off-season, only to call her in June with a smile and say, "You're too valuable." Translation: We need your shooting, but not your attitude. So here she was. Still in orange. Still waiting. Saniya Rivers, fresh off her rookie deal, didn't know any of that. What she did know was this: Marina Mabrey rubbed her the wrong way from the moment they shook hands. It was nothing, really. Just a glance. A tight smile. That high ponytail. The way she said, "You're a guard? Cute." Niya blinked. "Yeah. Guess you'll have to share." And just like that, she decided-she did not like Marina Mabrey.

Smutty Sapphic NSFW Beyoncé oneshots. Because lesbi honest, we all want her. The ships are in the titles. Mostly smut tbh. These will be explicit so please be prepared. 18+ *very mature content, heavy BDSM etc* Please do not read if that's not your thing. All of this is just fantasy, please don't think any of the dynamics in these fics are normal or healthy. They're just fun fanfics.

Before the pleasure there is consent whispered to the wrong voice.There is heat that doesn't soothe- it threatens. There is the body learning how to ache without asking to be spared. Before the pleasure there is restraint tightened until it bruises, discipline mistaken for holiness, obedience rehearsed like a seduction. Mouths stop just short of ruin. Hands hover, trembling- not from fear, but from knowing what will be unleashed once they land. Before the pleasure there is control pressed against the throat of desire, and chaos grinding its teeth, waiting for permission to bite. There is a girl who confuses numbness for power, who burns herself quiet just to feel something sharp enough to count. There is a boy who has mastered command but never surrender, who mistakes dominance for safety, and discipline for love. Before the pleasure there is ritual: the inhale, the hesitation, the lie that this is still optional. Because once it begins-it won't feel like falling. It will feel like being claimed by the thing that's been watching you the entire time. And the pleasure? The pleasure comes later. After the damage. After the confession. After you realize you were never in control-only prepared.

Armani Campbell has everything a woman is supposed to want- a powerful husband, luxury at her fingertips, two beautiful children, and a reputation polished to perfection. But behind the immaculate marriage and Upper East Side smile lies a suffocating truth: Armani is starving. For desire. For danger. For a kind of pleasure her husband, Michael, has never been able to give. When a chance encounter pulls her back into the orbit of Messiah Grey- the magnetic, brutally disciplined CEO who reads her body better than any man ever has- Armani steps willingly into a world she's spent years pretending she didn't crave. A world of silk restraints, whispered commands, and the kind of submission that feels like freedom. But double lives have consequences. As Armani falls deeper into Messiah's arms and under his control, Michael feels her slipping away- and the man who once took her loyalty for granted begins to unravel with jealousy, suspicion, and a dark need of his own. Caught between the man she built a life with and the man who awakens every forbidden part of her, Armani must confront the truth she's buried for six long years: Pleasure has a price. And the cost may be her marriage, her family... or her heart. A sensual, explosive journey of temptation, power, and the dangerous freedom found in surrender, The Price of Pleasure is a story for readers who crave heat, emotional depth, and a heroine bold enough to chase the desires society tells her to deny.

A rather long story of a girl going to a sex therapist

High school AU: Onika and Beyonce are best friends that start having a sexual relationship after a spanking incident. Onika is in love with Beyonce, but Beyonce has a boyfriend. It takes Beyonce awhile to figure out her feelings and life or death makes it hit home hard. 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆:There is a couple different kinks in it, the largest one being spanking. So if you don't like that, this story may not be for you. 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃!

"I make the rules." She looked at her and started to wonder if this was a good idea. "Is this not weird?" She questioned. "It's not weird unless you want it to be weird. Just think of me as your... Intimacy Tutor." "Not sure if that makes me feel any better but l'm already here..." She took a deep breath and tried to get comfortable with what she was getting herself into. "Relax... and let me teach you how to properly... INDULGE." ‼️G!P‼️

Natasha and Steve have been partners for a long time, but the undercover mission is nothing like the others! It's hard to keep track of the things that happen~ or the things that change! May contain smut, but there'll always be warning before hand. ( I do not own the marvel characters, just the idea and new characters.) [This story happens a while after Civil War.]

Beyoncé x Y/n (G!p)

More short stories with Beyoncé and Chris😊