۶ৎ plug!james x fem!reader ಄ in which james breaks his own rules ʚɞ mdni! 18+ 𐙚 kissing! hair pulling! unprotected sex! breast play! p in v! blowjob! mild kinks! .✦ ݁˖ enjoy!💓
you're curled into the corner of your couch, the blunt burning slow between your fingers. james is sitting a comfortable distance away, but not really. his knee keeps brushing yours, and every time he passes the blunt back, his fingers linger against yours just a second too long.
he's quiet tonight. quieter than usual. you've known him for three months now, ever since you got his number from a friend, and in that time you've learned that james is different when he's not selling. no swagger, no smooth talk. just a guy who fidgets with his lighter and avoids eye contact when he laughs. but he’s so silly.
but he's looking at you now. or more specifically, he's looking at your chest.
you pretend not to notice. you take a long drag, letting the smoke fill your lungs, and when you exhale, his gaze snaps up to your face like he's been caught. his ears go red.
"you good?" you ask, passing the blunt back.
"yeah. yeah, i'm good." he takes it, takes a hit, holds it a little too long before letting it out in a rush. "just... thinking."
he shrugs, but his eyes drop again. down to your lips, then lower. "nothin'."
the weed is settling in your veins, warm and syrupy. it makes everything softer, slower. the dim light from your lamp catches the curve of his jaw, the way his throat moves when he swallows. you realize you're staring too.
"you can look, you know” you say, and your voice comes out a little raspy. "i don't mind."
his head snaps up. "what?"
"you keep staring at my tits, james. i'm just saying you don't have to be sneaky about it."
the tips of his ears burn redder. he opens his mouth, closes it. then he lets out a breath that's almost a laugh. "shit. sorry. i didn't mean to-“
the words hang in the air, heavy with smoke and something else. he holds your gaze, and something shifts in his expression. the shyness is still there, but it's melting, replaced by a heat that makes your stomach flip.
"can i...?" he starts, then stops. shakes his head. "never mind."
"can you what?" you chuckle.
he sets the blunt down in the ashtray on your coffee table. turns to face you fully. his hands are fidgeting in his lap. "can i kiss you?"
the question is so earnest, so awkward, that it makes you smile. "yeah. you can kiss me."
he leans in like he's approaching a wild animal. slow, cautious. his lips brush yours, featherlight, and then he pulls back an inch to look at you, like he's checking for permission. you give it by leaning forward and pressing your mouth to his, firmer this time.
the kiss softens immediately. his lips are warm, slightly chapped, tasting of weed and something sweet. you cup his jaw, and he makes a small, surprised sound against your mouth. then his hand finds your waist, and he's pulling you closer, and the kiss deepens.
his tongue traces your lower lip, and you part for him, letting him in. he groans low in his throat, and his hand slides up your back, fingers curling into your shirt. the weed makes everything feel amplified. the slick slide of his tongue, the weight of his palm, the way his breath hitches when you tug his hair.
"come here” he murmurs against your mouth, pulling you onto his lap with confidence.
you straddle him, knees sinking into the cushion on either side of his thighs. his hands find your hips immediately, gripping tight. he kisses you again, hungrier now, and you grind down against him without thinking. he groans, and his hand leaves your hip to land on your ass. he squeezes, then slaps. a quick, sharp sting that makes you gasp into his mouth.
"fuck, sorry!” he breathes, but his hand stays there, massaging the spot. "was that okay?"
"yeah” you whisper. "do it again."
he does. harder. you moan, and he swallows the sound, kissing you deeper. his other hand slides up your stomach, under your shirt, and he palms your bare breast. he groans at the feel of it, thumb finding your nipple and circling slowly.
"so fucking perfect" he says, pulling back just enough to look at you. his eyes are glassy, pupils blown wide. "can i take this off?"
you nod, and he pulls your shirt over your head in one smooth motion. he stares. his mouth falls open slightly.
"baby” he breathes, and the word sounds different coming from him. softer. he leans in and presses his lips to the swell of your breast, trailing open mouthed kisses across your skin. when he takes your nipple in his mouth, you arch into him, fingers digging into his shoulders.
he sucks gently, then harder, flicking his tongue. his hand kneads your other breast, rolling the nipple between his fingers. you rock your hips against him, and he groans against your skin, the vibration making you shudder.
"i know” he says, switching to the other breast. "god, i know. you feel so good."
you let him have his fill, his mouth worshiping your chest until you're trembling. but the ache between your legs is growing, and you need more. you push gently at his chest, and he pulls back, looking confused.
you slide off his lap and off the couch, sinking to your knees on the rug in front of him. his eyes go wide.
"just take it” you say, but there's no heat in it. you hook your fingers into the waistband of his sweatpants and pull them down. his cock springs free, already hard, and you wrap your hand around him without hesitation.
he hisses. his hips twitch forward.
you stroke him slowly, watching his face. his head falls back, eyes squeezed shut. he's biting his lip. you lean in and drag your tongue along the side of his shaft, and he lets out a shaky moan.
you take him in your mouth, just the tip at first, tasting him. he's twitching on your tongue. you sink lower, taking more, and his hand finds your hair, gripping gently.
"yeah, just like that” he breathes. "so good. you're so good."
you bob your head, setting a rhythm. he's vocal, letting out these punched out little moans that make you feel powerful. you take him deeper, and his grip on your hair tightens.
"gonna- fuck, you're gonna make me-“
you pull off, a string of saliva connecting your lips to his tip. he whines at the loss.
"not yet" you say, wiping your mouth. "i want to ride you."
he helps you up with shaky hands, guiding you back onto the couch. you straddle him again, positioning yourself over his cock. you reach down, guiding him to your entrance, and sink down slowly.
you both groan at the same time.
the weed makes it feel like honey. every inch seeps into you, until he's fully seated, and you're both panting, foreheads pressed together.
"you feel... fuck, you feel incredible."
you start to move. slow, rolling your hips. his hands find your ass, gripping, guiding. he's looking at where you're connected, watching himself slide in and out of you.
"look at you" he murmurs. "taking me so well. so pretty."
you lean forward, kissing him sloppily, and he meets your thrusts with upward ones of his own. the pace is slow, drugged slow, each movement drawing out the pleasure until it's almost too much.
"james…” you whimper against his lips.
"i know, i'm close” he says. his hand slides between your bodies, fingers finding your clit, rubbing in tight circles. "come for me, baby. please."
and you do. the orgasm crashes over you, hot and sudden, and you clench around him, crying out. he follows a second later, hips stuttering, emptying into you with a long, low groan.
you collapse against him, breathing hard. his arms wrap around you, holding you close. for a long moment, there's just the sound of your breathing, the smell of smoke and sex.
then his hand comes up and strokes your head awkwardly.
"so” he says, his voice a little hoarse. "that was... good. good weed." trying to ease up the tension.
you laugh, burying your face in his neck. "yeah. great weed."
he laughs too, nervous and real. "we should do this again. i mean- hang out! smoke. maybe- if you want-“
"just shut up and kiss me again.”
he does. and now you can never go back to just being friends.
— ᨳଓ . a/n: finally posted this!😛 i have to be honest- i have 0 motivation rn for writing, i hope that my spark will come back, please be patient💕 also thank you guys so so so much for 900 followers, i love you guys!🫶🏻💗
