(+18) Moods - Aggie Beever-Jones

Summary: Y/n thought Aggie would be too tired after the intense day of training they both had, but she was clearly wrong.

Warnings: (+18) fingering, use of dildo, and oral (all r receiving); squirting, mentions of overstimulation, plus Aggie being a sweetheart and giving aftercare.

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Aggie and Y/n had just returned home from a very hard day of training, and their muscles were aching, especially their legs. But as they walked into their bedroom, it was like Aggie's demeanour shifted out of nowhere.

Her blue eyes were sparkling mischievously, and her lips curled into a smirk that sent a shiver down Y/n's spine. She already knew what was coming.

"Aggie," Y/n sighed tiredly, but already felt Aggie's eyes running through her body. "Not tonight, please."

"Not tonight, what, lovie?" Aggie asked very innocently, already reaching for the door to close it behind them. "I'm not doing anything..."

Y/n knew that tone all too well. She had been dating Aggie for a few years now, to know what that tone meant. It was the beginning of one of Aggie's moods, as she liked to call them.

Aggie would become...cooky, smug, and bossy, always one step ahead of Y/n. It was both infuriating and endearing. It was like Aggie was getting ready to be in full control of Y/n, like she was getting ready to hunt a prey.

It always began as something subtle, but if Y/n was being honest, she hadn't noticed it until now. But it all made sense why Aggie was so touchy lately.

Aggie's hands were always on Y/n, guiding her, touching her in some way,

Whether they were grocery shopping, with Aggie's hand resting possessively at the small of Y/n's back, or at home, where Aggie would shamelessly grab Y/n's butt as she attempted to do some yoga.

Aggie's touch was a constant presence. Tonight was no different.

Aggie was behind Y/n, her hands roamed Y/n's belly, underneath her shirt, her breathing was on Y/n's ear. Then, Aggie pulled her closer by the hip, holding her still.

"You just looked so pretty today," she kissed her neck slowly. "If I could, I would have taken you right there on the pitch in front of everyone."

"Aggie–" Y/n said, pouting. "I'm tired, everything hurts, I just need to lie down."

Y/n truly was tired. There was a big game coming next week and the team needed to be ready, both mentally and physically, but it felt like the manager wanted to stretch the players thin.

Y/n wasn't even sure how Aggie was able to initiate anything right now, but well, Aggie's body was always more resilient than hers.

Aggie took the hem of Y/n's shirt and pulled it over her head. Y/n didn't fight it; she wanted to be out of that shirt anyway. The seam was irritating her skin on her left rib.

"You don't have to do anything, though," Aggie whispered. "Just lie on the bed for me while I take care of you."

Y/n turned her head just enough so she could look at Aggie. "If we do it, you'll seriously need to do everything, I'm genuinely exhausted."

Aggie smiled and pecked Y/n's lips. "I'll do everything gladly, I swear–now let me take your clothes off, yeah?"

The blonde took off Y/n's bra and her hands were quickly massaging both her tits, her hand was cold on her body, which made her nipple harden.

"I love your tits so much," Aggie purred, taking one nipple in between her fingers and twitching it.

Y/n's back arched slightly as Aggie continued giving attention to her chest. She was still tired, of course, but she didn't feel so consumed as before. Now she wanted Aggie, and only Aggie.

Unfortunately, for Y/n, Aggie let go of her tits to take off her training shorts, and in less than a minute, Y/n was completely naked in front of her.

Aggie took her by the hand and let her lie down on her back on the bed. Y/n had barely hit her head on the pillow when she felt Aggie's hand already parting her thighs.

"She looks very pretty," Aggie purred looking at her cunt. "Very needy too, it doesn't seem like your pussy is too tired to me."

Y/n moved her hips, trying to get Aggie to touch her.

"Baby, please, yo-you said you would take care of me," she whined, feeling herself contract around nothing. "Want you, please?"

Aggie kissed Y/n's belly and then the inside of her thigh. "Oh, now you want me?"

"Yes, please," Y/n said, almost begging.

Aggie smirked, but was nice enough to give Y/n one of her fingers. She slowly inserted it, careful enough to give small thrusts, not to overwhelm Y/n's body too much.

"Like that– so good," Y/n moaned, closing her eyes as Aggie added another one. "Fuck."

Aggie's fingers were covered in Y/n's wetness, and Aggie loved it. There was no better place to be than in the middle of Y/n's thighs, with her finger deep in her pussy, feeling how wet and warm her walls felt.

Aggie's fingers continued their work. "I knew you needed me, baby, but I still think you need more."

And just like that, Aggie took off her fingers and got up from the bed. Y/n wanted to cry, and well, she did cry a bit. Tears were already running down her face.

She was ready to call Aggie back when she saw the girl opening up their sex toys box. She took out a dildo; it wasn't the biggest one they had, but it was still big. The player took a bottle of lube before making her way to the bed.

Y/n's eyes were wide looking at the sex toys, but they became wider when Aggie got the toy close to her mouth.

"Open, lovie," Aggie said. It wasn't a question, but a demand.

Y/n hesitantly opened her mouth, and Aggie carefully placed the head on her tongue before thrusting bit by bit inside her mouth.

"You need to get it wet so it doesn't hurt you, yeah?"

Y/n nodded, taking more of the toy, swirling her tongue around it while she looked right into Aggie's eyes.

Aggie placed her hand on Y/n's cheek, rubbing her thumb on her skin. "You're being so nice to me; I think you deserve to be fucked now."

Y/n nodded exasperatedly, still sucking at the dildo.

"Spread your legs for me then," Aggie said. "Let me see how much you need me."

Y/n did what she was told, and Aggie moved from her side of the bed and was now lying on the bed, her face right in the middle of Y/n's parted legs, looking at her cunt.

"Very pretty." Was the last thing Aggie said before she opened up the bottle of lube and spread the liquid into the toy before slowly thrusting the dildo inside her cunt with her hand.

Aggie was patient, she took her time playing with Y/n. Kissing her neck, leaving marks; then kissing her lips and biting into them; all while moving the dildo at a pace that made Y/n roll her eyes.

It could have been minutes, it could have been hours; Y/n wasn't sure. All she knew was that her face was completely flushed with arousal, her eyes closed, feeling the ecstasy filling her body as her orgasm was approaching.

She was a complete mess.

Her legs were hurting from the intense training from before, but now they were hurting from being spread open for so long. It was like her body was jelly, like she had surrounded her body with Aggie.

And it was exactly what the Aggie wanted, to see Y/n lose control; to let go for a moment and just let Aggie take care of her.

It was an interesting contrast. While Y/n was a wreck, Aggie was next to her, fully clothed, hair in place, without a single sweatdrop dripping from her forehead.

Aggie's smug grin widened as she watched Y/n's pussy swallow the dildo whole. She took the toy very well; she didn't even complain, not once.

The sight was enough to make Aggie's own pussy clench with desire; she might be clothed, but her underwear was a complete mess, and she had Y/n to blame for that.

Aggie leaned in, her lips brushing against Y/n's forehead in a tender kiss. "You're perfect."

"Aggie," Y/n whimpered, her body already trembling with overstimulation. "Please."

Aggie's response was a wicked smile..

She knew Y/n was on the edge, her body begging for release. But Aggie was in control right now, her fingers expertly guiding the dildo in and out of Y/n's pussy, although she was going at a faster pace now.

"Come for me," Aggie commanded, her voice low. "Let me see you, love."

Y/n's body obeyed, her cunt clenching around the dildo as she came.

But the feeling that took over her body wasn't the same as she always felt when she came. No, this time it was different.

"Aggie, fuck–" she said, back arching. "I-I'm confused, I–fuck."

Aggie smiled, knowing exactly what was happening. "Shh, squirt baby, let it go."

Y/n's body didn't even have time to process; her juices coated the toy, Aggie's hand, and the whole bed. It was too intense, and for a moment, Y/n felt nothing, only the wetness between her legs and the puddle she had created.

Aggie, on the other hand, didn't miss a beat. She pulled the dildo out of Y/n, her eyes never leaving Y/n's flushed face, making sure she was okay.

Then, with a calmness that didn't seem to fit the moment, Aggie leaned in and cleaned Y/n up with her mouth. Aggie's tongue was relentless, lapping up every drop of Y/ns wetness.

It was almost a possessive act, as if Aggie wanted to declare ownership of Y/n's body and what she had in between her legs.

Y/n's shuddered at the intimate contact with her pussy clenching once more, it was too much, too much and too little at the same time. As if Y/n's skin receptors had stopped working and didn't know how to handle everything that was happening.

When Aggie finally pulled away, her lips were slick with Y/n's arousal. She smirked, her eyes filled with mischief.

"Was that good, baby?" Aggie asked, completely casual, as if she were asking if Y/n liked a new dish.

Y/n could only nod, her body still trembling from the intensity of her orgasm. Aggie's smug grin got even bigger, her victory clear.

Then Y/n placed her arm on her face.

"I squirted," she mumbled, feeling the embarrassment creeping in. "I-Im sorry, I made a mess."

The grin on Aggie's face completely disappeared as she lay down next to Y/n, taking her arm from her face and looking into her eyes.

"Hey–" she began, kissing Y/n's forehead. "None of that, you don't need to say sorry."

There was a pout on Y/n's face. She tried to fight the tears coming in, but she couldn't. She wasn't even sure why she was crying, maybe it was just the way her body found to deal with the overstimulation.

Aggie was patient with her. She kissed each tear away until Y/n was composed enough. "Feeling better?" Aggie asked, kissing the tip of her nose.

"I'm still embarrassed..." the girl said. "We just changed the sheet yesterday, and now they are all dirty and–"

"Shh," Aggie shut her up with another gentle kiss. "First, they aren't dirty, second, I'll just change them, we did laundry, we have new ones, so don't worry about that."

"I'm just happy you squirted," Aggie continued, a grin on her mouth. "You don't do it often, I love it when it happens, you look so hot."

Y/n took a pillow that was lying next to her and placed it on her own face. "Ugh, stop talking about it!" she murmured against the pillow.

Aggie rolled her eyes, taking the pillow away and tossing it to the floor.

"You're so shy about it," Aggie smiled. "It's cute, but if you want, I'll stop talking about it."

"You lie," Y/n said, looking at Aggie. "You're smug, you'll never shut up talking about making me squirt again."

Aggie playfully put a finger on her chin. "Hmm, I guess you're right, I am smug and I do feel a little proud whenever I make you squirt, but I promise I won't talk about it until...tomorrow, how does that sound?"

"Good," Y/n said in a small voice. "I want to sleep."

"Not now," Aggie said sweetly. "Need to get you into a bath and then you need to eat something, you haven't eaten anything since lunch."

"Hm, don't want to," Y/n mumbled, already pulling the blanket over her head.

The exhaustion from the day and what they had just done was settling deep into her bones, making even the thought of moving seem impossible.

She just wanted to have one of those great post-orgasms sleeps. The ones that made her sleep through the whole night and wake up as if she were another person.

Aggie sighed, gently tugging the blanket back down. She was determined to care for the girl, but now, in other ways.

"I know you're tired, but you'll feel worse in the morning if you don't take care of yourself now.

"Don't care", Y/n grumbled, eyes still firmly shut. "Too tired to move; you did a number on me, that's completely your fault."

"Well, if it's my fault, let me make it right," Aggie replied, her voice a mixture of exasperation and fondness.

She sat on the edge of the bed and brushed a strand of hair from Y/n's forehead.

"Come on, just fifteen minutes, I swear," she continued, trying to persuade the girl. "You don't need to have a bath, it will take too long to fill it, we can just use the shower and you can turn it into that extremely and unbearable high temperature you like."

Y/n cracked one eye open, suddenly interested. "Oh...a hot shower?"

"Yes," Aggi said, smiling. "And I'll order food and get everything ready for you when you come out."

"What food?" Y/n asked.

"Thai food from that place we went last week–curry, spring rolls, everything."

Y/n groaned, torn between her body's demand for sleep and her stomach's sudden interest in food. "That's playing dirty, Agnes."

"I do what works," Aggie replied with a shrug. She stood up and held out her hands. "Come on. Shower first, then food, then you can sleep for twelve hours straight if you want."

"Can't move, you wrecked my leg," Y/n whined, though she was already pushing herself to sit up. "It's your job to carry me now."

Aggie rolled her eyes but couldn't hide her smile.

"Come on then, I'll take you," She leaned down and helped Y/n to her feet, letting herself steady her legs. "You okay?"

"Uhum," Y/n nodded. "My legs just hurt, I'm not even sure if it's because of training or because of you."

"Let's say it's because of training," Aggie said, opening the door to the bathroom. "That way I won't feel guilty."

Aggie turned on the shower for Y/n; she knew it was the right temperature when the drops of water burned her skin. She still didn't know how Y/n could take a burning shower, but she liked it, either way.

Y/n took her shower while Aggie took off her own clothing, joining her seconds later, but not before ordering the food she had promised Y/n. It was going to be done in thirty minutes, so both girls had a lot of time to enjoy each other's company.

And yeah, Y/n couldn't feel her legs, but she wouldn't ask for anything else.

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a/n: Please let me know if you guys liked it <3