Jenna Ortega Imagines

roommate - mabel

roommate - mabel

!***content warning: smut***!

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You roll your eyes as you drive into the driveway and see that Mabel's red Volkswagen is parked with a second unknown car beside hers.

"Of fucking course," you mutter under your breath as you park next to the foreign car.

Mabel has been your roommate for 6 months now and you've grown to dislike each other as of late. The two of you disagreed on most things around the apartment.

The wooden stairs creaked as you went up them. Entering the shared apartment, you sighed once you heard the familiar sounds of Mabel's moaning and heavy breathing muffled through the door of her room. Her bed began squeaking at a faster pace.

She once again brought another one-night stand home. You've confronted her about this issue once before, to which she loosely agreed to have them out by 10 pm, but it's now 11 pm.

You toss your keys on the kitchen counter before heading to your room to grab a change of clothes and hop in the shower in an attempt to drown out the noise.

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It was the next morning. You exited your room, still in your pajamas. You see Mabel sitting on the counter eating some strawberries. She was dressed in pajama shorts in a tank top, her hair tousled from the night before.

Seeing Mabel, you instinctually rolled your eyes. You thought for a moment and hesitated before approaching her. Mabel's eyes shift from the container of berries onto you.

"We need to talk," you say seriously.

Mabel let out a breath and looked at you with innocent doe eyes. "About what?"

You hated it when she looked at you like that. Because deep down, you liked it. You looked over at the berries to avoid her gaze.

"You know exactly what, Mabel." You sighed and focused your eyes back on her. "The one-night stands. It's the only boundary I set and you just can't seem to follow it."

Mabel smirked slightly, narrowing her eyes at you while popping another berry in her mouth.

You raise an eyebrow when you see her smirk. "What?"

"You're jealous," she replies, the smirk growing on her face. "You are totally jealous."

You felt your face heat up and you shook your head in denial.

She hopped down from the counter and approached you, looking up at you with those eyes.

Fuck.

"I know you listen, y/n." Her voice was breathy with every word. She took a step closer, her body almost in contact with yours. "To me and them... Through the walls... Wishing it was you," she whispered slowly as she took another step, closing the space between you two. She took her hand and trailed it down your arm lightly.

You stood silently for a moment, your heart beating faster by the second. "Mabel," you said quietly.

"Shh, sweetheart," she hushed, her warm breath flowing over your neck.  She took your hand in hers and pulled you towards her room.  "C'mon baby, let me show you what you've been missing out on."

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You lay on Mabel's bed on your back. You let out a groan as Mabel took one of your nipples in her mouth.

She straddled you with a leg on either side of your hips. She swirled her tongue around your nipple, sucking on it before releasing, the action making an audible "pop" noise.

"You're fucking beautiful, y/n," she complimented before trailing her lips down from your chest to the drawstring of your pajama shorts.

Within a minute, she had taken them off along with your underwear. She adjusted her position so she was no longer sitting on your hips. She ran her hand down your stomach to one of your thighs.

She slipped her hand between your thighs in a way of asking for permission, to which you obliged and opened your legs.

She smirked deviously. "Good girl," she praised.

You felt yourself get wetter at her compliment. You reached one of your hands down and grabbed a handful of her hair gently, tugging her towards your heat.

She resisted for a moment and looked up at you. "Say please," she demanded.

She had you wrapped around her finger. "Plea-"

You sucked in a gasp as she licked up the length of your slit without warning. Her tongue explored your aching folds, bringing you immense pleasure. You let out a moan as she brought her tongue up to your clit and began flicking it.

You kept your hand in her hair, gripping it tighter and pulling her face deeper into you, resulting in her moaning against you.

The vibrations of her moan sent a thrill through you, making you buck your hips up.

Mabel smiled against your lips when she got the reaction from you she wanted. While continuing to flick your clit with her tongue, she slipped two fingers into you, making you let out another, yet louder, moan.

She fingered you at a steady pace, being sure to hit your g-spot while also continuing to give your clit the attention it craved with her tongue. Now and then you'd hear a soft moan in between Mabel's heavy breaths.

"M-Mabel," you grunted while sinking your head back into the pillow. You felt yourself getting closer to your climax. You tightened the grip you had on her hair.

"Mabel," you said more urgently. You could feel your legs wanting to close as the pleasure built up.  "I'm gonna-"

At this moment she sped up, her tongue circling your clit and her fingers moving in and out of you vastly and steadily.

Your walls tightened against her fingers and your clit began to pulse against her mouth. Your thighs tense around Mabel's head, keeping her in place as you hit your climax. "Fuck, Mabel," you whimpered. She smiled against you hearing you moan her name.

Once the pulsing slowed and your climax started to come to an end, she slipped her fingers out of you and licked up you once more.

She looked up at you, satisfied and proud of her work. She made sure you were watching as she stuck her fingers in her mouth, tasting your juices. "Mm, you taste so good," she gruffed.

You bit down on your lip as you watched her, continuing to breathe heavily as you came down from your high.

She crawled up over you and didn't hesitate to press her lips to yours, sticking her tongue in your mouth sloppily. She let out a soft groan before pulling away.

"You have no idea how long I've been dying to do this to you," she said quietly with a smile. She crawls off of you and stands on the side of the bed, tossing her blanket gently over your exposed body.

She turns to go clean herself up before stopping and turning back to you.

"And don't worry about those one-night stands anymore. I have something better now," she said with a wink.

-end

a/n: not my first mabel fic being smut LMAOOOO (sorry not sorry) also it's weird she doesn't have a confirmed last name.

a/n 2: ALSO OMFG it's been a year since i started this book and i just wanna express again how much i appreciate you guys for reading my silly little book <3