Jason is my roman empire like he's burned into my brain. There's genuinely not a single day I don't think of Jason Todd
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Jason is my roman empire like he's burned into my brain. There's genuinely not a single day I don't think of Jason Todd
big ol’ freak.
smut | beefy jason | bulking season continues
jason is about to start going on his diet to reveal the muscles he’d been meticulously building for months. just hiding beneath a layer of delicious pudge you loved dearly.
but secretly, you don’t want him to.
you’d miss the warmth that his body radiates off of him and how secure you felt in his arms at night. how soft his chest was with the extra cushion he’d had, though you loved how strong he felt beneath it all too. or how good he looked in the morning when he’d stretch, and his shirt would raise enough for you to get a look of his abdomen and the happy trail leading to—
“you’re staring again,” he says, snapping you out of it.
“sorry, can’t help it,” sighing as you sit up on your bed, comforter gripped tight in your hands. “i am enjoying the show.”
he makes the same face he always makes, the one that pretends that he’s annoyed but you both know he’s not.
slowly, his resolve crumbles and a smirk emerges as he walks back towards the bed. his hand extends towards you to catch your wrist, fingers wrapping effortlessly around and tugging it up toward his lips. he kisses the back of your hand and stares at you through his half lidded eyes, the whole time.
when you decide you wanted to go to the gym with him, you end up gawking at him the whole time. jason’s got the barbell over his head and benching at least six plates on either side. groaning at the last couple reps while you stand by the mirror ahead of him, dumbbell in your hand doing the worlds slowest bulgarian split squats.
after he wiped his sweat, you notice his gaze on you this time. he moves closer with some of his own dumbbells and his presence looms over you like a protective shield. it wasn’t even leg day for him, but he always stays near you like a human barrier. jason starts to work in with you, the weight in his arms a ridiculous size and amount that it looked difficult to carry. but jason didn’t look like he was struggling at all.
“hmm, like this baby.” he coos from behind you. one of his hands slipping to your thigh and the other beneath your elbow. “breathe a little deeper and drive your knees out.”
then he sets up the smith machine with no hesitation, lifting up the plates and putting them on the bar for you. he encourages you to lift heavier, says he knows you can do a little more than that. from behind you, his hard body was unmistakable, pressing against your ass. he groans when you make a movement. his warm breath by your ear was entirely distracting but you did your reps, finished your sets, and stole glances at him through the mirror only to find him already staring. you bite your lip to contain yourself, but what the fuck is the use anyway?
“see something you like?” he asks when he catches you for the nth time, shit eating grin plastered on his perfect face.
you barely make it to the change room.
that body is insane
drabble #4! 18+ mdni, dilf!jason todd
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when people age, they normally become less attractive than they were. but jason? oh, your husband aged like fine wine
“attagirl” he grunted, meeting his hips with yours, thanks to his slightly calloused grip on your hips. “suckin’ me in like she doesn’t wanna let go.” his large cock was practically drilling in your tight pussy, the thrusts so lewd it could be considered sinful to hear
truth be told, you didn’t want to let go— hell, you even orchestrated the entire situation. it’s been a long long time since jason fucked you mean, and all you had to do was place everything together for him to take the bait
some people called it crazy, you called it priorities. and that meant having it from the back
“j-jay- mmph!” your moans and whines were muffled due to your face being buried in the pillows, feeling your saliva spread the pillowcase and the sheets wrinkle under you and jason’s bodies. “big… so big”
“you asked for this, sweetheart.” you could practically hear the dazed smirk from his lips. “you can take it, yeah? you always—have” a moan left both from him and yours when he brushes a spot in your walls that made you clench over him tighter than you already were
he leaned forward to whisper in your ear, his large chest now pressed against your back. “don’t give up on me now, gorgeous” he kissed the back of your ear before burying his face in the crook of your neck, a muffled groan of your name leaving his lips. “jesus, this never gets old”
yup, fineeeeee wine
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— 𝜗𝜚⋆ your cat can’t read the room and trots in anyway because she’s hungry.
the room smells of sweat, sex and love. you don’t know how many times he’s made you come, lost count after the 3rd time. all you can really think about is the weight of his body caging yours, pushing you both deeper into the mattress, the sheets wrap loosely around his legs, yours tight around his waist, locked and refusing to let up.
the sounds of skin slapping echoed the room, rang through your ears loudly, but his pace didn’t falter, if anything it got faster then slowed just enough to have you whining in frustration. his fists, slightly bawled, rest on either side of your hips.
“always feels good when you’re wrapped around my cock, sweetheart,” he murmurs, voice raspy and slightly broken, a small chuckle vibrates against your neck when your hand flies up, grabbing the back of his arm tightly. “that’s it, hold onto me, i ain’t going anywhere and neither are you, babygirl.”
true to his word, he doesn’t let you go anywhere, keeps his hard chest practically pinned down against yours, thrusts slow and rhythmic. your nails sink into this skin of his arms deeper each time he slides back in, cock stretching you out perfectly. “just like that,” you whine, hands slipping from his arms to his sides, nails raking up and down the skin there before making their way back to his arms; where you cling tighter. “love you.” you murmur softly into his shoulder when he presses his face deeper into the crook of your neck.
“love you, honey,” he pants, grinding his hips against yours slowly to the point your lips part in a silent moan and the arch of your back has your tits pressing harder to hist chest. an action he welcomes happily because he’s groaning and growling into the small space of your neck, fisting at the sheets when your cunt clenches around his cock. “my angel, could stay like this forever, so warm, wanna stay buried in you for the rest of my life.”
neither of you hear the slight creaking sound of the door at first, completely absorbed in each other too much to care, too in tune with meeting each others thrusts to feel the subtle chill soaking in and then suddenly when it’s only the soft sounds of both your moans, a loud meow rips through the entire room.
his body stills completely at the sound, slowly lifts his head from your neck, you see his hooded first but you can also see the hint of confusion lingering beneath as he looks down at you. “the hell?” he mutters hoarsley, turning his head so slow you’d think he’s broken.
sitting completely still in the bedroom doorway is your cat, tail swishing behind her with a slowness that only happens with two things. one, she’s doing it to spite you both. or two, she’s hungry and demands all the attention in the world. “you’ve got to be kidding me,” he scoffs, albiet no anger or annoyance behind his words.
your cat stares, almost like she knows what she’s ruining and does it all over again. meow!
his eyes narrow at the second meow, and his hands finally move from beside your hips to your stomach, dragging them down slowly before sighing in defeat. “okay, she’s not kidding.”
“no, she isn’t.”
“i fed her before we even came in here!” he huffs but makes no effort to move. hell, he hasn’t even made a single move to pull out of you either.
“that was before, and now she’s hungry again, so go on,” you pause, grinning up at him smugly. “time to feed your daughter, daddy.” you teased, giggling with a choked gasp at the way his cock twitches inside you. “oh?”
his eyes widen slightly at your seductive tone and shakes his head quickly “nope, no, we aren’t doing this. m’gonna go feed her like the royal diva pain demands.”
your giggle doesn’t last long, a warm melodic sound turns into a whine when he’s pulling his cock out slowly with a wet pop! your walls flutter around nothing while your eyes, despite being hooded and dazed, followed him. lingered on the firm muscle of his ass when he slipped off the bed, before widening, a shy smile on your face, at the sight of his cock despite seeing it so many times. still hard, angry red, slick with your wetness.
“nothing you haven’t seen before, sweetheart,” he catches that look on your face while tugging on a pair of boxers, the fabric rubbing against him causes him to hiss. “i’ll be back soon, honey, don’t miss me too much.”
by the time he slipped out of the door, leaving you alone, aside from the muttered words coming from him in the kitchen, you slumped back down onto the bed, chest still heaving but you didn’t move to run after him. your thighs still tingled, twitched at the reminder of him being inside of you not that long ago.
sighing softly, you turned onto your side, curling up and smiling to yourself into the pillow. the sounds of his muttering and sighs getting louder. and you can’t help the laughter that leaves your lips at his sudden panicked shout.
“no! stop! we use the litterbox not the floor, oh my god! she’s gonna hate me, use the litterbox please!, honey, the litterbox, right there! oh you hate me so much that you want her to hate me too huh?”
wet kisses and slobbering boyfriends
short | fluff | smut | “wiping my drink after him”
synopsis: you try a trend on jason by wiping your bottle after he takes a sip. clearly he doesn’t appreciate it.
a/n: was supposed to be fluff but i’m freaked out sorry
it’s nearly 10pm when jason comes home from patrol. he had planned to get here earlier and switched his shift with dick all because you told him you finished work.
without even asking if you wanted him to do so, he just did it.
“baby?” he calls out as he shuts the front door.
you’re sitting on your bed, practically buzzing as you’d just been scrolling on tiktok and saw a trend you just had to try on him.
“i’m in here jay,” you reply from your bed, fingers idle on the screen as you quickly place it on the nightstand.
enough to capture the both of you.
heavy footsteps approach the room and he opens the door with sweat wicking his brow. he gives a low hum as he takes on the sight of engulfed in one of his t-shirt, a habit you’d taken when you missed him and wanted him home. curled up in your comforter with just your torso peaking out, jason plops right on top of you. no care in his sweat on your skin now of his weight resting on you entirely. you giggle as you run your fingers through his hair.
“don’t you think you should, i don’t know, shower before you come into bed?” no real annoyance behind your words.
he nuzzles even closer to you, shakes his head in the crook of your neck. almost like he’s motorboating your neck.
“nah, i’ll wash the sheets in the morning. they’ll need it after i’m done with you.”
training jason todd (not) to come so fast
a/n: i think that my other fic about jason todd coming fast (and having hyperspermia :p) deserves a sequel, so here's what it looks like when jason todd tries to last longer during sex!!
mdni, afab!reader, fem!reader, reader takes jason's virginity, premature ejaculation, hyperspermia
your first time:
jason was a virgin. you knew as much before he told you from how nervous he looked. you lay beneath him on your back and watched him reach a shaky hand to your bedside table, where you told him you kept the condoms.
he leaned over you, his leaking tip literally already dripping precum on your bare chest. you had only ever given jason head, and the amount of come he produced was dizzying. despite your intense want to have him fill you up, jason insisted on using protection.
his breath was loud in the room, you could hear it over digital bath coming through on your cd player. you reached out to his chest, his heart beating faster than a hummingbird's.
"jason, are you okay?"
the look on his face was priceless: his widening eyes with pupils the size of moons, his slack jaw and pink lips huffing out shallow breaths.
"y-yeah-- i'm just...excited?"
you could only laugh at his uncertainty before easing him off of you and straddling his hips. clearly, you'd have to take the reigns on this one. you opened the condom carefully and rolled it down his length. it was standard-size—as in, the kind that's supposed to be almost universal. yet, the base ring of the condom was a few inches short of the base of jason's cock. he noticed as much, his gaze flicking between your face and your hand practically stroking his cock as you tried to roll the condom down.
"it doesn't fit."
you wanted to calm him down, but he was already freaking out about how much he comes. "it'll be fine," was all you managed. and by the time you were lining him up with his entrance and sinking onto him, jason was convinced it'd be fine as well. his hands immediately flew to your hips as his head pressed harder against your pillow with a rough groan.
"fuck-- i think i--"
"you're not gonna come, jason." you knew this wasn't true. you knew jason wasn't exactly good at holding back his orgasms. but you were determined to make him learn.
you were gracious enough to let him catch his breath for a few moments before you started to move. you planted your hands on his chest for leverage before lifting yourself off his cock and slowing sinking back down.
once, twice, and jason did come. you felt the condom slipping and his come oozing out of you. you lifted yourself off him to take a look, to which jason gasped harshly, and the too-small condom had his come leaking out the bottom of it.
you watched as jason's face screwed up as he kept coming. he looked dismayed. you crawled up the bed to lay next to him and ran your hand through his hair.
you cooed sympathetically, "what's wrong, jay?"
he just groaned pathetically. it worsened the dull ache in your clit especially since you barely got to ride him.
"i'm sorry, i didn't-- i didn't last long at all." he looked unbelievably humiliated as he stared up at the ceiling.
"everyone's first time is a little...fast." this only made jason even more embarrassed. he knew he had left you unsatisfied, and now you were trying to console him like a kid who'd just fumbled his one line in a school play.
you knew jason had a long way to go.
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your sixth time:
jason had been doing...well? he still failed to make you come before blowing his load in you, but he always managed to last at least ten minutes, if not more!
he drew this up to him being utterly enamoured by you. having sex with you didn't just involve your body and his: it was your souls. jason was convinced that when he came, it wasn't just a bodily response to a stimulus. he was connecting with you on a level that transcended physical activity.
that's why, with your legs over his shoulders and his hips driving against yours, he had his eyes screw shut so hard that he was seeing spots behind his eyelids.
your eyes, however, were wide open. you watched every micro expression on his face—no matter how fleeting, you caught it.
you decided to test him a little bit. you knew it had been about eight minutes of jason fucking you, and you wanted to see how much willpower he had in him to keep it up.
"you feel so good inside me, jason. you know that?" you put on your most tantalising voice; you needed to get a reaction. the only one he surrendered was a quiet mewl, his eyes still closed. you grabbed his jaw and tightened your hold on his face. "look at me, jaybird. tell me you know how good you're making me feel."
when jason's eyes met yours, he looked wrecked. he had only heard your voice, not your words. his pretty lips were parted flushed from how hard you'd been sucking and biting them as he huffed with ever thrust.
"h-- huh?" adorable.
"you're doing so well, baby, i'm so fucking proud of you." he buried his face in the crook of your neck and you felt his cock twitch inside you. you didn't think it'd be possible for him to get even bigger, but that's what it felt like as his hips stuttered and your walls stretched slightly more.
his rhythm was wildly disrupted, he seemed to have forgotten all that you taught him about rolling his hips into yours, snapping them forward as he pushed in to the hilt. now he was practically humping you like a dog in heat. "stop, st-- i'm so close." he was trying so hard to hold on, but your honeyed words spoken just for him were building up a searing heat in his abdomen.
you smiled as you snaked your arms under his, grasping his back and holding him closer to you. "that's okay. just come for me, we can work on it more."
he knew that "it" referred to his inability to make love to you without it being over faster than ordering in a drive-through. he was torn. you were telling him to come, so shouldn't he? his desire to listen to you conflicted with his need to male you feel good. but wouldn't you feel good if he listened to you? this whole thing was paradoxical.
you could practically hear the cogs turning in his brain before he was blowing his load inside you. looks like he just wanted to let you run the show this time.
he pulled out after a few moments and his softening cock was still spurting languid ropes down his shaft, dripping onto the sheets. you both stared down at it before looking at each other.
"didn't that feel good, baby?" jason knew that he felt good, but he wanted you to feel amazing. he didn't answer your trick question and just laid beside you, pressing his face into your chest.
i was planning on doing a third section, but i ran out of ideas :/
thinking about frat!roy who gets horny at a time when he knows you're fucking jason, he doesn't have enough shame to just go fuck some other girl. he parks outside of you apartment complex and pulls out his phone, he records a video of himself palming at his crotch and if you werent busy being fucked while you watched it, you'd hear how smug he sounds while he does it. "miss you so fuckin' much baby... jasons- ah fuck, he can't be doin' it right."
he treated it all like a joke, the way he called you mommy, as if that was common, it was mocking. he knew jason probably had you bent over with your face shoved into your mattress and yet he called you something implying you had power. lucky for him, jason heard it too, and roy gets sent a very nice picture of you, arched into him, jasons chest on full display as he fucks you, and the caption "yeah, you can come clean her up when i'm done, harper"
it’s so easy with him like this. the two of you cuddled up on your couch. a black and white film playing lowly in the background. your attention occupied by him though. the feeling of his lips on you neck. sucking and biting at all your sensitive spots. lips tickling that sensitive spot behind your ear. leaving you a needy mess. want pooling between your thighs.
it doenst take long before you’re bare on top him. perched on his lap. his fingers tucked between your thighs. a thick finger nestled between your lips. thumb pressed to your clit rubbing the needy bud in slow tight circles. keeping you right where he wants you.
he reacts to every little gasp and moan falling from your lips. his other arm wrapped around your waist holding you in place as you squirm. cunt leaking all over his fingers allowing him to slide another in. giving you with that pleasurable stretch that can only come from his much thicker digits parting you open.
dexterous fingers angled just right, hitting that sweet spot. causing you to cry out his name. tears pooling in your water line. he doesn’t stop. he lets you take and take. until your trembling. fighting around him. that hot white pleasure spreads through you. he doesn’t stop until you beg him to.
until your thighs are shaking and your lips are trembling. pulling out slick covered fingers he presses them to his lips. tasting you. and then rewards you with a kiss to your forehead.
question stemming from the Temothy milking post:
If it takes that long to get pre jizz out to get to actual 'milk', when you have sex would he just fill you with pre jizz before you even get anywhere??? LMAOOO
...but also, that's kinda scary, how filled would darling be by the time he's done? would he even pull out before sleeping? does he even sleep???? i looked it up (pls dont ask) and bulls' heat can last between 12-24 HOURS?????
ummm I love temothy but umm *eyeing the door* I'm gonna just- *runs*
MDNI NSFW bull hybrid x fem reader, cum inflation, cockwarming, knotting, heat cycle, cock warming, creampie,
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Imagine a big hand pushing down gently upon your distended belly full of pre seminal fluids. Your stud gulped audibly, from seeing the milky stream bubbling out from your gaping cunt. “You’re doing so good, deep breaths until you’re emptied out okay? I need to make room inside that cute belly for my actual seed.” He’d coo softly, lapping at the his own precum lining up your slit relishing the taste of your mixed juices.
After your tummy was flat and primed to take his giant bull cock once more. Temothy slid his imposing meat deep inside your folds. His fat tip French kissing your abused cervix. Swollen balls slapping meanly upon your clit. Gripping tenderly at your love handles, his hips would slam harshly against the your rounded asscheeks. Impatient to nut inside you.
With a body racking shudder, your assistant is mooing. Every pulse from his veiny shaft. Meant another torrent of heavy cream filling up your womb like a gas tank. The poor stud cummed his brains out so hard that he passed out in ecstasy. Leaving you stranded on his still hard length, forcing you to be his honorary cum rag. Having you dutifully soak up his uncontrollable spurts of semen throughout the night.
I literally don't mind!! Love it!!
What about a hucow darling with a Minotaur breeder that won't share?
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Cow hybrid darling x possessive bull hybrid/minotaur
Tw: hint of noncon, breeding kink, mentions of public sex
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"Don't worry, they'll take care of you," the farmer promises you as he urges you out into the field. His expectations for you are high; your prized genes didn't come cheap. You've been nervous about this day since he bought you during the auction.
You hesitantly step out into the field, and the farmer closes up the trailer. He doesn't say anything else to you; only the sound of the truck starting signals his departure.
"Look who the farmer brought us now." One of the bulls looks at you eagerly. The other bulls follow his lead, slowly surrounding you.
They murmur among themselves, making remarks about you. "Aw, look at them. They are so scared." One says, pushing in closer to you. "I wonder how long this one will last." His friend, right next to him, remarks.
Every time one of them speaks to you, they slowly surround you, getting closer. You cower away from them, not ready for what they want to do with you. The tension in the air is so thick with so many expectations lingering.
Suddenly, the tension dissipates. There’s some type of unspoken communication amongst them. They all leave you, deciding that the field is more interesting. Only one stays. He’s further back, away from the others, yet you can still see the scars that cover his body.
He waits for the others to be far away from you before he starts approaching you. It’s like he’s meticulous with every step, drawing out each one to build tension.
“I will have you all to myself. No one else will touch you, and if they do, I’ll kill them.” He’s inches away from you, and you feel his stare all over you. He’s unashamed of how much he looks at you, letting his gaze linger wherever he wishes.
“Come with me, mate. Let’s make this official.” He turns and walks further away from the others. He doesn’t bother to look back to see if you are following him; he knows you will, preferring your fate with him versus the others.
You carefully follow him, not wanting to upset him. He walks you through the field, leading you to the far edges. He’s claimed and defended his land for a long time for this moment; he’s eager to make you have his calves.
He mounts you immediately, pushing his cock inside of you. You feel the ridges of his cock move against your inner walls; it makes you cry out. You never expected him to be this big. Yet he’s still pushing himself into you, making you take all of him.
jason todd is wary of his size, especially during sex.
he knew that he needed to be taking proper precautions first, making you squirm under his teasing and eating you out until your legs shook.
foreplay is a must for a man of his size and luckily jason enjoys the hell out of it. he moans and groans while he works you open for him. after all, he knows how his voice affects you. watching as your face scrunched up as soon as he pulls the first orgasm out of you, all before he even gets to fuck you.
you tug at his waistband when he stands and then he’s pulling his pants down to expose his thick length, pre beading at his flush pink tip. when he drives his hips into yours, so deliciously sensual as he moves, something finally shifts behind his perfect heterochromic eyes. they’re evaluating as you tilt your head back further into the pillow while he buries himself to the hilt and pauses. a worried look on his face until he met yours. the heightened version of the expression you had on earlier.
he wasn’t prepared for how much more he’d love how you fit together until he saw it ruin you. how his size flustered you.
as you take a shaky breath to adjust even after taking him many time before this, he stares in awe. you swear he gets even harder and it just makes him feel bigger.
18 + MDNI
content; no use of y/n, gn!reader, softdom!jay
jason todd folding you in half after a long patrol. he murmurs sweet things in your ears as his cock bullies you, it's a joke how hard he's fucking you, while his voice is so soft and sweet in your ear.
"that's it, baby. yeah, you're so good for me. yeah? you like that, hm? oh, you look so pretty like this. such a gorgeous thing. i could just eat you up."
your nails rake down his back as he coos at you. he just loves you so much, he has to balance out the roughness of his body with the softness of his heart.
an underappreciated part of overstim with jason todd is when you try to push him away after the second orgasm, your hand shaking against his hip before he grabs it and pins it to your back. he's a fucking tank, completely towering over you without any effort "c'mon baby... you can take more... gave me five the other night." the way he kisses at your jaw would be sweet if he wasn't destroying your insides. "all mine...gonna make my pussy cum as much as i want... all you gotta do is look pretty and take it."
jason todd and kissing
Jason Todd loves kissing you.
Whether it's a quick peck on the cheek or a long messy kiss on the mouth, he always needs to have his lips on you as soon as he sees you. He says 'hello' by grabbing your face and planting a soft kiss on your mouth. That very quickly turns into something messy, as he sticks his tongue inside your mouth (a welcoming, expected intrusion you suppose). It doesn't matter if you're around other people, his greeting is the same as always, which is probably why Roy and Jade stopped asking you guys to babysit. He kisses you with the intention of turning it into something raunchy. Tongues clashing in each others' mouths, your lipgloss transferring to his lips, hands grabbing your backside and squeezing, giving everyone a show. You don't even get embarrassed anymore, in fact you've grown to crave it.
He can't not kiss you during sex. He swears that he needs to do it, otherwise he won't be able to finish. He'll put you in a mean mating press, your legs pushed against your chest, making you feel a delicious stretch, just so he can put his mouth on yours. During prone, he'll push your back down onto the covers but will grab your head to turn it and face him. If it's not the lips on your mouth, it's the lips between your legs. He'll take his time, kissing and sucking for hours as you cry out in pain and pleasure.
He can't help it, he just loves kissing you!
a/n: im actually so pissed at myself for deleting that baby daddy!jason post by accident. i wrote this in my physical journal instead of the next part..... dw once i get over myself i will be back with more of that family...hopefully
as always thank you for reading, i hope you enjoyed!
reblogs + comments are always appreciated!
border credit goes to @bronzewasp
jason todd and kissing
Jason Todd loves kissing you.
Whether it's a quick peck on the cheek or a long messy kiss on the mouth, he always needs to have his lips on you as soon as he sees you. He says 'hello' by grabbing your face and planting a soft kiss on your mouth. That very quickly turns into something messy, as he sticks his tongue inside your mouth (a welcoming, expected intrusion you suppose). It doesn't matter if you're around other people, his greeting is the same as always, which is probably why Roy and Jade stopped asking you guys to babysit. He kisses you with the intention of turning it into something raunchy. Tongues clashing in each others' mouths, your lipgloss transferring to his lips, hands grabbing your backside and squeezing, giving everyone a show. You don't even get embarrassed anymore, in fact you've grown to crave it.
He can't not kiss you during sex. He swears that he needs to do it, otherwise he won't be able to finish. He'll put you in a mean mating press, your legs pushed against your chest, making you feel a delicious stretch, just so he can put his mouth on yours. During prone, he'll push your back down onto the covers but will grab your head to turn it and face him. If it's not the lips on your mouth, it's the lips between your legs. He'll take his time, kissing and sucking for hours as you cry out in pain and pleasure.
He can't help it, he just loves kissing you!
a/n: im actually so pissed at myself for deleting that baby daddy!jason post by accident. i wrote this in my physical journal instead of the next part..... dw once i get over myself i will be back with more of that family...hopefully
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