As y/n is sent to work with task force 141 she is met with her biggest challenge yet, this mission and, trying to not catch feelings for her Lieutenant .

"Are you alright, Darling?" Vanya slyly asks as I sit on her lap and she bumps her knee up and down, hitting every sensitive spot. I bury my face in her neck, gasping for air, my nails digging into her back as she keeps lifting her knee towards my core. She's barely doing anything and I'm already a mess, and she knows it. Her hand darts to my neck, gently squeezing the sides of it, leaving just enough space for me to breathe and answer her as she demands that I answer her. "Answer me, Darling. Tell your daddy what's wrong," she demands, forcing me to look into her eyes, never stopping her knee movements. As she presses her knee into my core, she starts moving her knee in small circles, enjoying my quiet whimpers and moans. "I'm alright," I finally answer. Vanya, with a sly smile, roughly kisses me, slipping her tongue into my mouth as I gasp. Her hands drift from my throat to my hips, rolling up my skirt until she can fiddle with the elastic band of my underwear, picking it off my skin and letting go so that it slaps against my skin. I moan at the feeling. Vanya gently lifts my hips, never giving me a chance to break my lips away from hers as she moves my underwear to the side, slipping her dick into me, my walls stretching wide around her, struggling to adjust to her size. I stop her as she starts thrusting deeply and quickly into me, unable to handle the overstimulation. "Come on, Darling. You can take it for me, can't you?" She hisses in my ear. "Now why don't you ride daddy's dick like the good girl you are. Don't worry about being quiet either. My office is soundproof." **** A girl who, as a joke with a friend, who claimed while drunk to possess magic, tells them to prove it. Little did she know she should have been more specific... It's been 200 years since that joke.

'ɪ ʟᴏᴀᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʀ. ɪ ᴅᴇꜱᴘɪꜱᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ, ɪ ᴅᴇᴛᴇꜱᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ 206 ʙᴏɴᴇꜱ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʙᴏᴅʏ.' Kendall Riles and Aubrey Abbot are not a pair that gets along. Polar opposites you could say. Whilst Kendall's lifestyle is filled with drugs, alcohol, parties and girls, Audrey's is filled with popularity, fancy cars, designer handbags and a splash of internalised homophobia. But you know what they say, opposites attract. And when put under certain circumstances, just how easily can loathing turn into something else? ꜰɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ, ᴍʏꜱᴛᴇʀʏ, ꜱᴇx ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴜꜱᴛ, ᴘʀᴇᴘᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ʙᴜᴍᴘʏ ʀɪᴅᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴛᴇᴇɴᴀɢᴇʀꜱ... [Rankings I'm proud of] #11 in sapphic #1 in wlwromance #7 in toxic #7 in gxglesbianlgbt

"You're quite the charmer aren't you?" "You Doctor, Payton are a sight for sore eyes" Veronica Payton, Is a doctor who falls in love with her patient. Kasey Linn is a mafia leader who ends up in critical condition after a party gone bad, And ends up in Dr. Payton's Arms. Veronica has a strict rule about work, And that's to never fall in love with any of her co-workers or patients,but maybe for Kasey she'd break her own rule.

Caitlyn Pierce has been working at Black Corporation for four years and is determined to succeed, but a new face comes into play. She finds out it's the chairman's daughter, River Black, who is the new CEO. She immediately finds her attractive, but her new boss's aloofness makes it difficult for Caitlyn to get the closer connection that she hopes for. As she is trying to get River to recognise their compatibility, secrets of the Blacks' family history are revealed that force Caitlyn to ask herself if River is the person she thought she was. Requited Love Series: Book 1: Just Business Book 2: Across the Hall Book 3: TBA

"You thought it was funny ? Teasing me like that ?" Maxine's voice said as she pushed me on my bed and took some steps back . All I could do was look at her . I was way turned on . My dad was going to stay with a friend for today and I had the house by myself . Max took off her jacket and placed it on my desk and rolled up her dress shirt's sleeves "It was a little" I said looking at her through my eyelashes and she took a step closer . She came closer and dropped on her knees in front of me . Her eyes on me . Never breaking eye contact . She was on her knees in front of me "Oh ? Well I didn't laugh and neither will you , since you'll be moaning my name" she said and let her hand wander on my legs .

Miles Morales has changed over the last couple years. With the death of his father, he has become cold, calloused, and apathetic... that is, unless he's with you, his childhood best friend. It's always been known he's had a soft spot for you, ever since you both met, but ever since the beginning of High School, things were... different, to say the least. This is a friends to lovers slow burn fanfic, purely fluff, with a bit of angst in certain chapters. There also may be some certain scenes where it is suggestive, but there will be no smut. There will be violence, mentions of death, and there will be warnings before each chapter to warn. I am trying to fight against writer's block, so I decided to write about Dimension 42 Miles because he's pretty. I will try to update weekly (maybe twice a week), but I tend to get distracted, so I will try my best. Alright, hope you guys enjoy! I do not own the characters of Across The Spiderverse, but there are a couple OC's that are mine. (Sorry if the cover photo is atrocious, I tried my best with my limited resources.)

Im bored and I can't find any good Oneshots, so I'm making one myself!

𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡, 𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟.

"Darlin' I don't wish you well when you ain't with me, I want you cryin'. I know it's wrong but I just got to be honest" - Brent Fayiaz *I don't own any pics or vids*