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˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ I usually write with black fem!reader in mind but most of my descriptions are unspecified unless I decide otherwise and specify it.

[jaafarspyt]

Brat Tamer

Michael Jackson x fem!reader

synopsis; michael teaches you a lesson after you cross the line with him

warnings; slight angst, smut, unprotected sex, dom!michael, sub!reader, light slapping, creampie, reader is bratty and pathetic

You lived every woman’s dream, You were a Victoria secret angel that was engaged to the Michael Jackson.

You caught Michael’s eye during a VS show that he was preforming in, your relationship bloomed since that.

You loved Michael despite the media’s claims about you, using him for his money, abusing him, taking advantage of him.. it was all bullshit.

You loved Michael for him and him only.. well his money was definitely a bonus that you also fell in love with.

Michael loved spoiling you, and the idea of just giving you everything he had. And of course you didn’t mind who would?

But the media took it as using him for his money, There were pictures of you walking out of stores with your chihuahua in hand, and Michael following right after you with bags in his hand.

Michael loved shopping with you, you tried on new skimpy outfits that he got to see first. He loved seeing you in new lingerie that he picked out for you of course.

His favorite store was Victoria Secret, He knew he would be getting laid that day.

The media also called you mean when you would flip off paparazzi out in public, Michael loved it. He thought they deserved a taste of their own medicine.

He smiled when paying a lawsuit from paparazzi because you threw dog shit on them, But in your defense you were just tryna walk your dog, and they wouldn’t stop harassing you.

Despite how the media talked about you and how they described your relationship, you were a bubbly person who just loved getting your way, and Michael couldn’t be anymore happier.

Michael loved every thing about you, your brattiness, your bubby personality, how you stomped your foot when he said no to you.. which was rare. He loved how you had specific clothes for your dog, He loved how you weren’t afraid of speaking your mind to anyone, even him. He also loved watching you train for your runways, in nothing but a strapless bra and a thong.

Michael even bought you a pole so you could dance for him, You would happily oblige, and even sometimes surprise him with a full choreo when he came home from the studio.

But that’s enough of your past, Now to the present where you were currently mad at michael for saying no to you, for the first time in months.

You were trying to convince him to get you two brand new diamond necklaces, they were both worth two hundred thousand dollars. You wanted one for you and your chihuahua.

“Babe, Come onnnn.” You whine, stamping your foot down on the floor. “I said no, That’s a waste of money and you have enough jewelry.”

“It’s just not for me it’s for Rosalina too.” You picked up your chihuahua and put her next to your face, “Don’t ya think the both of us would look cute with new bling.”

“Ya look cute just like this.” You huffed and blew a bubble with your gum, “Please.” You put down your dog and straddled his lap, You rocked your hips back and forth slightly.

He gripped your ass and stood up with you in his arms, “I love you mama, but that’s not gonna work.” He dropped you on the couch, making you bounce slightly.

You groaned loudly as he walked away towards the kitchen, “I hate you!” You yelled while walking away, “I love you too babygirl!” He yelled back in response to you. You flipped him off as you walked up the stairs.

He laughed to himself and grabbed the orange juice from the fridge.

As the days went on you did anything to convince him to buy it, You surprised him off the wake up by taking his cock in your mouth.

Didn’t work.

You surprised him with a dance after work.

Didn’t work.

You tried to annoy him into getting you it, You made him sleep in the guest room, You didn’t let him cuddle you, and you even let Rosalina pee in his loafers.

It still didn’t work.

You looked down at Michael from the catwalk, He was rubbing Rosalina as he watched tv.

You smirked to yourself and walked down the steps, your two inch kitten heels clanking against the floor. “Hey baby.” You stepped in front of the tv and bent down to kiss him.

He let out a surprised moan as he kissed you back instantly, Your hands traveled up his thighs and your fingers rested on his pockets.

You shooed Rosalina as you pushed him down fully, You kissed on his neck, making sure to drag your tongue on that sensitive spot you know he loved. You slowly pulled his wallet out his pocket and slipped it into your jacket pocket as you kept him distracted.

After it was secure, you raised up with a smirk. “Really baby, you’re still mad?” You shrugged your shoulders and picked up Rosalina.

“I’ll be back, I’m gonna get my nails done.” You lied as you sashayed away and out the front door, He sighed and turned his attention back to the cartoons on the tv.

You got into your pink convertible and drove off to the jewelry store.

You walked in the house with Rosalina in your hand, rubbing her head softly. The necklace shined on her small neck, “Gosh you’re so cute.” You kissed her head then placed her down on the ground.

You fiddled with your necklace as you walked up the stairs, Rosalina following right behind you. “Babe?” You called out as you walked up the stairs.

You walked into you and Michael’s room, peeking your head in first. He sat at the edge of the bed with his phone in hand.

He didn’t bother to look up, He knew when he felt his wallet missing moments later, and when his phone dinged, bold letters popping up to notify him of a high charge amount.

“So I tell you no, and you do it anyway?” He sighed rubbing his face while looking up, You drop your head and look down at your feet.

“I just wanted it, it looks so pretty on me.” You mumble under your breath, “I don’t care. I told you it was a waste of money.”

“You betrayed my trust.” Your eyes widened as you perked your head up, he walked past you. “No- baby wait.” You whine out grabbing onto his hand, He pulled his hand away not bothering to look at you.

Your bottom lip quivered, You flopped onto the bed and dropped your face into the pillow. You didn’t feel good after this purchase although shopping is what made you happy. You just felt sad and lonely.

Michael wasn’t extremely mad, He pretended to be, to teach you a lesson on why you should always listen to him.

But you didn’t know that so these past weeks have been horrible, Michael was very good at putting on a front that even you couldn’t see through sometimes.

Michael’s plan was ignoring you for 4 weeks, He didn’t care if he was dragging it, he felt like he had to make a point with you, on why you don’t disobey him.

Michael ignored your entire existence, He didn’t bother to kiss you, cuddle you, hug you, and the hardest one of all was not speaking to you and that included saying, I love you. That one was a tough one he could admit.

You tried to pretend it didn’t bother you the first two days but you quickly folded.

You would sit on his lap and he would move you off, getting up to go to another part of the house.

You tried to cuddle him in bed and he would go to the guest room, So you stopped trying just so you could at least have the presence of him in your bed as you slept.

You would lean in for a kiss which he didn’t return, you felt like shit all because of the necklace you so badly wanted.

By the end of the second week, you returned the necklaces and immediately told him. “I returned the necklaces, please daddy.” You whine, grabbing onto his hands. Michael pulled away and let out a huff of breath, walking away from you in the kitchen, leaving you dumbfounded.

The third week you were a complete mess, You tried to seduce him by wearing his favorite things, you even straddled his lap naked, knowing he would always get hard seeing your bare body.

When that didn’t work you felt like complete shit that day, Michael has never not gotten hard when seeing you, even if it was in regular clothes. You cried that day which you hated, you never cried.

Michael on the other hand tried to keep his composure, All your seductive moments almost worked on him but he really wanted to teach you a lesson.

By the fourth week you were still a mess, You went back to apologizing every day.

It was now Friday and you had an award show to attend.

You could possibly win model of the year, Michael showed up with you but didn’t acknowledge your presence once. He decided to walk down the red carpet with one of your coworkers, who was a long time fan of him, after you introduced the two.

He conversed with her, a big smile on his stupid face as he posed for the cameras. You smoothed down your dress as you walked down the carpet, forcing a smile onto your face.

You did a few interviews, your eyes drifting to michael and your coworker down the carpet, to your surprise Michael waited at the end of the carpet for you, He put out his hand for you to grab and you smiled taking it.

You held the bottom of your dress as you walked to the table with your names on it.

You immediately grabbed the glass of champagne on the table and downed it, your nerves were through the roof as you surveyed the room.

Your coworker Lana came and sat down at the table, annoyingly she was seated with you which meant Michael could ignore you easily.

“Hey girl.” She kissed your cheek then leaned back to face Michael, “Hi Michael.” He smiled at her and kissed her hand. Your brows furrowed, the forced smile leaving your lips.

You tuned the convo out and stuffed your mouth with the food that was on the table, “Speaking from experience you shouldn’t eat that babe, This one has too many calories and make you gain weight like crazy.” You stopped eating and looked towards her, “You’re gonna wanna keep your weight down for the next show, you know how strict they are.” She flashed you a smile and you imagined ripping her to shreds right there.

You looked to Michael to see if would defend you but he didn’t, “I think I’ll be fine.” You forced a smile, You pretty much lost your appetite.

Michael pissed you off and so did she. The event began to start and you clapped your hands together softly, turning your body away from the table.

You smiled as they announced the categories and nominees, Cameras panned to you when they announced your name. You smiled and blew a kiss to the camera.

You were in the middle of drinking as they announced your name, Your eyes widened as you stood up immediately. “Oh my god.” A smile crept up on your face as you held the bottom of your dress.

One of the presenters offered his arm out and you happily took it as you walked up the steps, You walked to the podium as they handed the heavy award to you.

“Gosh! I don’t know what to say!” You let out a breathless laugh, “I wanna thank my manager for putting me out there, my entire family, and my lovely fiancé Michael.”

You flashed your huge diamond ring with a huge smile, The camera panned to him where he was smiling and clapping.

“Thank you again everybody! I’m so grateful.” You held up the award, then walked away and down the steps.

You sat back down on the table and placed the award down on the table, “Congrats girl!” Lana hugged you and kissed each side of your cheeks.

“Thank you, I’m so happy.” You smiled looking down at the award.

The award show had finally ended and you grabbed your award, standing up from the table. You headed for the doors not bothering to conversate with anyone there, Michael was right behind you as you walked out the door, You covered your face with the award as you walked to the limo, the flashes were nonstop until you finally got in.

You let out a huff and immediately undid the strap to your heels, “I get you’re mad but you didn’t have to kiss her hand.” You turn to Michael who didn’t bother to look your way, “Michael!” You groaned out of frustration, wanting him to acknowledge you once.

“You can’t even acknowledge me, what was the point of showing up if you were just gonna ignore me the entire time. Not only that Lana made me feel like shit, and you didn’t defend me once.” You complain as you fold your arms against your chest.

“Michael.” You whine and rub your hands on his lap, The limo arrived at the house, and he got out not bothering to open your door.

“Are you serious Michael?” You grabbed the award in one hand, and carried your heels in the other. He walked ahead of you and straight into the house.

“I can’t believe you, I have been trying to make it up to you these past weeks!” You dropped the award on the couch and walked right behind him.

Once you reached the room, you grabbed him by his suit and made him face you. You pushed him down on the bed, and raised your dress above your head.

His hands rested on the bed, making you grab them and put them on your chest. “Please, I miss you and I’m so sorry.”

Tears swelled up in your eyes, “Get on your knees.” Michael finally spoke to you for the first time in weeks, your eyes widen and you got off his lap and right onto your knees.

“Bab- Shut up.” You closed your mouth instantly, looking up at him with watery eyes.

“Tell me what you did wrong.” He undid his belt and slid his pants and boxers off, His cock sprung out at full attention, precum leaked from his tip.

“I took your wallet and bought something you told me not to.” I mumbled with a frown, “What else?”

“I betrayed your trust.” You looked down at your knees, “Do you think you deserve my attention?” He grabbed your chin roughly and made you look up at him.

“Yes, I’ve been-“ Michael cut you off with a soft slap to your face, then gripped your chin again. “Wrong answer.” You gasped softly, your face stinging slightly. “No Daddy.” He smirked to your answer.

“Make it up to me.” He roughly grabbed you by your hair and pushed your face into his cock.

“Suck.” You happily obliged, submersing his cock into your throat, past your uvula. Your nose pushed into his small area of pubic hairs.

You gagged slightly, your tongue sat at the base of his cock as you bobbed your head up and down. you twisted your head to the side, flicking your tongue around his length.

“That’s it.” He threw his head back, The room was filled with gawking sounds, spit dripping from your chin as your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

His hips thrusted up into your mouth at a vulgar place, You gagged and gripped his thighs, trying to breathe.

“Take it all.” You moaned onto his cock, sending a vibration through him, He moaned softly, his eyes closing.

You were a complete reck, tears streamed down your face, your mascara was ruined, and spit dripped from your mouth, down your throat.

Michael groaned at the feeling of your throat completely suffocating his dick, “Fuck- Fuck— Shit!” Michael’s eyes rolled to the back of his head.

His dick twitched inside of your throat, signaling he was cumming as his abs clenched, his body tensing.

He moaned loudly, His toes curling as he gripped the sheets, His cum shot down your throat as his body convulsed.

You swallowed every drop, and licked his dick clean of saliva, and precum. He yanked you up by your arm and threw you on the bed.

“Ass up face down.” You obeyed him and put your face down into the pillow, perking your ass up for him.

He grabbed your hips with one hand as he lined his tip up with your entrance, You moaned softly feeling his tip rub between your wet sticky folds. He rammed inside of you without a warning, thrusting his hips into you at a vigorous pace.

You moaned loudly, gripping the sheets as your teeth clenched together, Michael groaned feeling your tight walls suffocate him, each stroke he delivered somehow he would go deeper every time.

His dick constantly poked your cervix leaving you speechless, He was stretching you out with each thrust.

Michael bit his lip and put one leg up, angling himself so he could reach even deeper. He gripped your hips and slammed back into you, causing you to yell.

The pleasure was overwhelming but there was still something missing, The emotional connection. You didn’t like doggy style because you liked the feeling of clinging onto Michael, being skin to skin.

You couldn’t feel that in doggy style, You wanted to look him in the eyes and kiss him.

“Daddy, Can we switch potions?” You whined, while looking back at him. Michael bit his lip and pulled out to flip you over.

He gripped your legs and pushed them down to your chest, as he planted his feet and pushed inside of you.

He was deeper than before as he held your legs to your chest, You moaned softly and looked up at him but his eyes weren’t on you they were closed with his mouth open.

You bit your lip and furrowed your brows, If there was one thing Michael loved it was looking at you during sex, he loved the intimacy of it.

You began to feel self conscious and the tears quickly came after, Michael heard your cries making his eyes shoot open, “Baby?” Your bottom lip quivered as you looked up at him. His thrust began to slow down as he maneuvered himself onto his knees.

“Why are you crying? Does it hurt mama?” You shake your head no, “I just missed you so much, Are you losing feelings?” His eyes widened at your assumptions, “What made you think that?” He brushed your hair out of your face, and wiped your tears.

“You won’t look at me and you told me to get in doggy style, we never do that position because it lacks intimacy.” You whine.

“A- and last week when i got naked on your lap you didn’t get hard.” You whine, making him let out a chuckle. “It’s not funny.” You pout your lips, “I only did doggy style because I knew you didn’t like it, I wanted you to feel punished a little bit more.”

“Also I couldn’t look at you because you feel so good, you’re so tight it had me lost in the pleasure baby.” Michael kissed your lips softly, “And I struggled not getting hard last week, I wanted to bend you over so very badly. He smiled down at you, “Okay.” You sniffle. “How about I make it up to you.” He pulled out and slammed back in, in one swift motion.

A scream erupted from your lips, “I’ll tell you all the things, I love about you.” He bit his lip and looked down at you with wide eyes.

Michael began to list all the things he loved about you while thrusting into you. “I love your hair, your curvy body, your boobs, your beautiful eyes, your brattiness, your skimpy outfits- SHIT!” His eyes rolled back feeling your walls clench around him.

It encouraged him to go even faster, He leaned down and began to speak again. “I love how you dress up your dog.” He smiled down at you, a smile crept up on your face. “I love how you dance for me, I love your moans, I love the way you strut on the runway, I love how you suck me in your tight hole, and the way your walls clamp onto me, every time I hit that spot”

Michael leaned down to kiss you, muffling both of your moans as your tongues fought one another. He pulled away and reached into the drawer of the nightstand.

Michael pulled out the necklace making you gasp, He slowed his thrust down to put it around your neck. “I also love how this looks on you.” You smiled, looking down at it. “I thought you said I couldn’t get it?”

“I did, but I really loved how it looked on you.” Michael flashed a toothy grin, “I love you daddy.” You gathered up the strength to push him back, so you were now on top of him.

“You deserve everything big daddy.” You teased him with the nickname Marlon said to him once, “You know how I get when you call me that.” You smirk and lifted your hips while grabbing onto his cock.

You planted your feet in the bed and sunk down onto this length slowly, You both moan loudly from the intrusion. Your walls immediately wrapping around him.

You placed your hands on his chest and bounced your ass up and down on his length, Michael looked up at you with a hazy gaze. His eyes were lidded as he bit his lip, watching the way the necklace shined from the light and bounced with you. “I’m so sorry for making you mad daddy, I’ll never do it again.” You moaned loudly as you looked down at him. “I was never really mad, I just wanted to teach you a lesson.” Michael raised up and gripped your hips, “You promise?” Michael nodded and you leaned down to kiss him as you rocked your hips back and forth.

“I’m gonna cum.” you whisper into the kiss, “Me too mama.” He planted his feet into the bed and thrusted up into you.

“Right there! Right there Michael!” You yelled out, as you lost your balance your feet faltered, making him reach even deeper. Your walls clenched around him harshly, as your eyes rolled to the back of your head your orgasm hit you like a truck.

Your body spasmed as your legs trembled, your body convulsing against him as you squirted all over his lower bottom half and onto the sheets. You clenched around him tightly, trying to control your orgasm but it overtook you.

That was the last straw for Michael, feeling you clench on him one last time as you squirted everywhere. He drove his hips into you one last time, holding you tightly against him as his body tensed up. His dick twitched inside of you as his cum pumped into you relentlessly. He moaned loudly before falling back onto the bed, as his chest heaved up and down.

“Fuck, I love you so much mama.” You whimpered in response, too weak to respond.

He rubbed the back of your head as you both laid there, trying to come down from the high of your orgasms.

“I bought one for Rosalina too.” Your head perked up hearing those words leave his mouth, “Really?” You look down at him with a toothy grin, “Oh so that gets you going, but not me saying I love you?” You giggled and he raised up tickling you, “I- I’m sorry stop it.” He ignored your pleas as he raised up with you in his arms.

“Should we continue this in the shower?” You nodded and he carried you to the shower.

Safe to say you would never do something like that again.

First time writing for michael so I was nervy writing this, feel free to give any constructive criticism but don’t be rude☺️

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Unwanted Spotlight

Jaafar Jackson x fem!reader

This is only part one! no happy ending (yet)

synopsis; Jaafar announced you as his girlfriend, which put you in unwanted spotlight you tried to navigate.

warnings; angst angst angst and fluff if you squint

wc; 2,135

You grew up with little to nothing, Your family didn’t have any wealth, You were lower middle class. That’s why the world was so confused when Jaafar Jackson announced you as his girlfriend after the biopic.

You weren’t born into the industry like him, Your grew up as an only child moving from motel to another motel as your mom worked several jobs to keep you fed.

His fans weren’t very fond of you, Neither was his father. You weren’t surprised, a lot of people looked down on you because of where you came from.

You didn’t fit into Jaafar’s world, you didn’t even know how you two got this far.

The media and fans viewed you as a gold digger after discovering out your past of how you grew up.

It was the exact opposite, you were serving jaafar and he was persistent on befriending you. Although you kept denying him.

You told him you lived in a different world and there was no need for him to waste his time. He didn’t care about your background, thats what made you attracted to him in the first place.

Your relationship grew from there. He didn’t force you to take his money, He didn’t force you to change your lifestyle, and he wasn’t ashamed of you or your background.

Jaafar took it slow and at the pace you wanted him at, He didn’t rush you into things you weren’t comfortable with.

He kept your relationship private until you were ready, No matter how much it pained him not to love you outloud.

You loved him for that, but it still hurt seeing people hate you for your background. It didn’t help that his own father wasn’t very fond of the idea of him getting into a relationship with someone like you.

He didn’t say it to you directly, but it was very obvious. Although Jaafar reassured you and told you not to worry about it you couldn’t help it.

You were always wondering what people thought of you.

Jaafar called your name snapping you back into reality, “W- What?” You raise up from the bed and look at him.

“What’s going on in that pretty head of yours? I called you 10 times.” Jaafar tilted his head at you, “Sorry, You know how I get, I always get lost in my thoughts.”

He cupped your cheeks and pecked your lips, “I know you’re overthinking about something, stop it.” You rolled your eyes with a smile, He always knew how you were feeling.

“I wasn’t.” You lied furrowing your brows, “You know, you always get that crinkle right here when you lie.” He flicked in between your brows making you flinch.

You swat his hands with a groan, “Ugh, You know me so well.” He smiled and pushed you back into the bed.

“You know.. we should relieve some stress before I go on the press tour.” He leaned down with a teethy smile, You pulled him down by his shirt and smashed your lips against his.

As he rolled you over so you were on top of him the door swung open, “Hey bro- oh shit.” Jermajesty cut his words short seeing the position you two were in.

“Are you serious?” Jaafar groaned and threw a pillow at jermajesty, which he dodged. “Hey don’t get mad at me, Dad wants to talk to you.” He groans and pecks your lips one more time before rolling out from under you.

“We’ll finish this later.” You smiled and fell back onto his soft plush pillows.

You grabbed a book from his nightstand and read it to past time.

It was twenty minutes later when you heard yelling and a door slam, so hard you felt the vibration.

You put your book down and walked to the door, before you could fully reach it, it flew open and an angry jaafar walked through. “Baby, what’s wrong?” He walked past you and grabbed your bag, handing it to you.

“I can’t do this right now, just pack your stuff. We’re leaving.”

You packed your bag with no questions asked, “I’ll tell you when we’re in the car.” You nodded and he grabbed your hand, pulling you down the steps with him.

“Jaafar- Don’t talk to me.” Jaafar cut off Jermaine’s words before he could finish his sentence.

Your eyes widened as you both walked away from him, Jaafar never got angry with his dad, that was his best friend.

He was a daddy’s boy through and through. You knew it had to be over something serious.

He opened the car door for you and you got in quickly, He got in shortly after and started the car.

“Are you okay? Tell me what happened.” You grabbed both of his hands before he drove off, “I- I have never seen my dad act so off putting.. He said things i would never expect him to say about another person.”

“You know I love you baby, right?” He asked while cupping your face, “Of course, I love you too.”

He kissed you twice before pulling away and resting his head on yours. You were starting to slowly piece what happened in that room.

You knew Jermaine wasn’t very fond of you, Jaafar knew to a certain extent. Jaafar just thought he had to spend more time with you, and grow to develop a bond. But deep down you knew, you knew he looked at you a certain way because of your background.

He felt like you had an alternative agenda and didn’t actually like his son, He felt like you were using him in the long run. But that was far from the truth.

You didn’t want anything to do with his money, He wanted to spoil you although you were very persistent on not letting him.

Your thoughts slowly drifted away as he pulled up to his house, “Look, I don’t care what my dad thinks. I love you, regardless of what money you have or don’t have. I only wanna be with you.”

“I love you too baby.” You smiled at his words and kissed him softly, “Okay! We go in and we binge all your favorite films.” You announce while pulling away from the kiss, “Or… We could do something else.” You pinched his cheek, “Could you stop being horny for two seconds?” You flicked him then got out the car.

“Who wouldn’t with a gorgeous girlfriend like you?” He yelled back in response as you reached the front door.

He jogged towards you with a smile, “You’re so cocky jaaf.” You unlocked the door and walked inside the house.

“Shower first then movies.” You unbuttoned your sweater in front of him, “Don’t miss out.” You smirked at him then walked inside the bathroom.

“I’m right behind you!” Jaafar called out as he hopped while taking off his pants.

As the weeks went on, emotions went downhill along with your relationship. Not being with family hit jaafar like a truck, He’s never been away from his family for more than two days.. unless he’s going to an event out of the country.

He also never fought with them, especially his dad. They always had a close bond. He started staying up late at night, sitting at the kitchen counter as his finger hovered over Jermaine’s contact.

You would always catch him, your heart breaking for him. Sometimes he would cry into his hands, not knowing what to do. You wanted to so badly go up to him, but you were the very cause of the fight.

How could you tell Jaafar to pick you over his father, you had no right.

Silent days passed with Jaafar, waking up to an empty bed, or not having his famous smile when you would wake him up.

The hate online also got worse, so you not only had to deal with fans and the media, but you had to watch Jaafar struggle because of you.

You didn’t wanna vent to Jaafar about your small problems compared to his, especially knowing he was on the press tour.

Your thumb slowly scrolled on your phone, clicking on different post. You’ve never seen so many opinions on you for simply existing.

It made you question everything, Your appearance and your relationship with Jaafar, What exactly did he see in you?

A knock at the door jolted you out of your thoughts, You furrowed your brows and walked to the door.

You opened the door revealing Jermaine, “I’m here for Jaafar.”

“He isn’t here, he’s doing an interview.” You say while avoiding eye contact, “He’ll be home in an hour or two if you’d like to wait or come back?”

“I’ll call him later.”

You nod in response to his words, awkward silence crept up. “Is this what you wanted? To break up our bond so you could manipulate my son.” Your eyes widened at his accusations, “I see what you’re trying to do, you wanna isolate my son from his family, so you can easily use him for his money.”

“I- I’m not! I would never do that to Jaafar.” You argue back, raising your voice slightly. “He wasn’t like this till you came in his life, you’re gonna be the downfall of him.”

Tears brimmed in your eyes, threatening to fall. “Y- You should go.” You slammed the door shut and locked it.

Your hands were shaking and your breath was unsteady, You slid down the door putting your knees to your chest.

Your hands covered your face as you sobbed uncontrollably, Everything was going wrong and you didn’t know what to do.. well you did but you just hated the option.

Your mind raced with so many possibilities, but you knew what you had to do, it was the best option for jaafar.

Jermaine was right, you were slowly ruining jaafar and everything around him. He got criticized by the media and fans for dating you, and you were ruining his bond with his father.

You got up and grabbed your suitcase out the closet, packing up everything you had at his place.

You didn’t have the guts to tell him in person that you were leaving him, how could you explain what just happened without making everything worse.

You put the note on the counter and rolled your suitcase to the front door, You took one last look at the note on the counter then left out of his house.

Jaafar sighed as he unlocked the front door walking in, He furrowed his brows confused when he didn’t see you immediately greet him.

That was your guy’s routine, You would be at the door before he opened it and he would pick you up, spinning you around. “Baby?” He tossed his blue cap and keys on the couch as he walked down the hallway.

“I missed you to-“ His words were cut short when he didn’t see you in the bedroom either, he checked the joint bathroom and even the guest room.

Your presence was completely gone, Jaafar began to panic now, the closet door was open which revealed your empty side.

“No no no.” Jaafar ran his hands through his hair, thinking of anything he did wrong. He walked out the room trying to regulate his breathing.

He spotted a piece of paper on the counter and snatched it up.

I know you’re panicking right now, I’m sorry but I can’t do this. I can’t handle all of this pressure and try to pretend I’m happy, when it’s draining me. I’m holding you back and I want the best for you, I’m so sorry for ending it like this, but I know if I tried to do it in person, I would’ve failed as soon as I looked you in the eyes. You deserve better than me, I’m sorry for wasting your time, I just want you to find someone that can actually make you happy. I love you Jaafar.

Tears fell down Jaafar’s face and onto the paper, ruining the ink at the bottom. He couldn’t believe what he just read, more importantly that you even left him. He reassured you countless times and you still couldn’t believe him. It pained him knowing that you couldn’t fully feel comfortable in your own relationship. He just wanted to hold you in his arms right now telling you everything was okay but he wasn’t there. He didn’t know your last breaking point was Jermaine’s words.

He grabbed his phone and tried to call you but it went straight to voicemail, revealing that he was blocked.

He yelled out of frustration and threw his phone across the room, He dropped down to his knees, crying softly in his hands.

Everything was going to shit and he just wanted you back in his arms..

a/n; I swear I’m working on the part two rn but I hate writing angst.

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Failed classes

Jaafar Jackson x professor fem!reader

Synopsis; Jaafar did anything to convince his college professor into changing his grade.

Warnings; unprotected sex, creampie, oral f!receiving, fingering, and age gap (28&21)

You handed every student their papers back, you stopped at Jaafar and placed a hand on his shoulder.

“See me after class.” You give him an empathetic smile and turn on your heels, walking back down the aisle.

You sat at your desk going over papers as everyone left out the classroom, all but one.

Jaafar walked down the aisle and put his paper down on your desk, You looked down at the fifty that was drawn on his paper in red.

“Are you kidding me?” You looked up at him through your reading glasses, “That’s what I wanted to talk about with you, I’m very disappointed in your work.”

“I have been working my ass off and I get a fifty.”

“Jaafar Jackson. Watch your language!” You stand up walking from behind your desk.

You looked up at him, “If you weren’t busy flirting with the girls in class, maybe just maybe you would have a higher score.” You jab at his chest with your index finger.

“You know coach will kick me off the team if I show him this.” He held up his paper shaking it. “I’m sorry but that’s on you.”

“I can give you extra credit assignments, but I can’t change your grade.” You turn around and reached across your desk, not realizing how your pencil skirt raised up, revealing your thighs in your sheer leggings.

Jaafar bit down on his bottom lip as he looked down, “Here, I host study groups on Friday.” You handed him the extra credit assignment.

“Will this change my grade?” You shook your head, “No, This is to help you long term. Your grade is getting submitted after all classes have ended.”

“Please Ms. I can’t afford to be kicked off the team, That’s why I got this scholarship.” Jaafar stepped closer, clasping his hands together.

“I said no, I’m not giving special privileges to you because you couldn’t pay attention in class.”

You walked back behind your desk and sat down, “Please change my grade, I’ll do anything.” He walked to where you were sitting.

“No, I don’t change grades for students that don’t deserve it. You should’ve took college more serious, it’s different than high school.”

You crossed your legs causing your skirt to raise slightly, “Are you sure I can’t do anything?” He got on his knees in front of you, “What are you doing? Get up this is ridiculous.”

“I think I can change your mind.” He rubbed his hands on your knees, “This is highly inappropriate, I am your professor.”

“I need you to change my grade.” Jaafar uncrossed your legs, spreading them apart. “T- This is inappropriate, Student and Professor relationship are prohibited.” You trembled in his grasp.

“You can say no at any time, Why aren’t you?” Jaafar looked up at you as he kissed up your thighs.

Your breath hitched, “J- Jaafar.” You whine, looking away from him. “You’re soaking through your leggings already, pretending you don’t want this.”

“Does getting approached by your student turn you on?” He ripped your leggings apart at the crotch, revealing that you had no underwear.

“You’re such a slut, no underwear? It’s like you wanted one of your students to see how wet you are, bend you over and fuck you on your desk.” He buried his head underneath your skirt, “Th- That’s not true.” You whined, looking down at his head between your thighs.

You felt his cool breath against your pussy, You rolled your hips forward wanting to feel his lips on you.

Desperate for his touch.

He removed his head from between your legs, “You’re so needy for me already. What happened to this being prohibited?”

“Tell me you want this.” You whined softly and looked away from him, “Please.” You mumbled, avoiding eye contact.

“Speak up and tell me you want this.” You turned your head to face him and looked into his glossy eyes.

“I want you.. I want this.” He smirked up at you and grabbed your thighs, placing your legs on his shoulders.

He didn’t waste another second and buried his face in your pussy, You moaned loudly from the contact of his warm tongue.

He slapped your thigh, “Quiet down.” He mumbled into your pussy. You whined softly while biting your lip.

His tongue flicked up and down your slit, He sucked your clit and flicked his tongue back and forth. “Jaafar.” You moaned out his name while gripping his soft curls bringing his head even closer.

Jaafar ate you out like a starved man, He slurped up your juices that leaked out. His tongue plunged your wet sopping hole. Your toes curled and you threw your head back against the chair.

Your moans increased as you felt yourself reaching your limit, He removed his tongue and plunged his fingers into your hole, thrusting them in and out at a slow pace. “Do you want the whole campus to know you’re a slut?” You looked down at him and shook your head no. “I- I’m not a slut.”

“You’re dripping all on my fingers and you don’t think you’re a slut?” Jaafar teased, Before another sentence could leave his mouth you heard a loud knock at your door.

Your eyes widened and you tried to push him off, “Un Un” He swatted your hands away and rolled you back so he could fit underneath your desk.

“Just pretend i’m not here.” You shook your head no rapidly, “We’ll get caught.” You whisper, He ignored your pleas and buried his head back between your thighs, and latched his tongue on your swollen clit.

“C- Come in!” You quickly fixed your hair and smoothed down your shirt, Your legs were spread apart under the desk as jaafar devoured you.

His fingers still pumped in and out of you as he sucked your clit, Your work friend Vanessa walked in and down the steps straight to your desk.

“Hey, Do you have a spare stapler?” She leaned on your desk, “Y- Yeah, I have another one in my drawer! You can have this one.” You bit down on your lip gently as you handed it to her.

“This college can afford to give out new iPads but not a damn stapler.” You chuckled nervously, your eyes squeezing shut for a split second.

“You good girl?” You blew a breath out as you nod, “I- I had a foot cramp.” You forced a smile onto your face, Jaafar was still working wonders on your pussy as his tongue flicked your clit, and his fingers curled inside of you.

You couldn’t help but clamp down on his fingers, The thought of her realizing what was happening underneath your desk scared you, but it also weirdly turned you on.

“There’s something different about you.” She leaned closer to your face and squinted her eyes. Your breath hitched, hoping she couldn’t hear the sounds of jaafar slurping your juices that dripped out of you.

“W- What do you mean?” You looked fake confused, “I don’t know, your aura just seems so relaxing.. Did you get laid?” You laugh and cover your face, “I haven’t met a man that could make me orgasm in a good minute.” You joked along with her, “Tell me about it!” She laughs and turns around, “Okay, Thanks for the stapler babe.”

Jaafar spread his fingers in you causing a moan to erupt from your lips, She stopped in her tracks making your eyes widen. “You say something?”

“N- No!” You whimpered. “Just stretching!” She nodded and walked out, “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Your legs shook around his head, as you pushed him into your pussy.”

You grinded into his face, tugging at his curls roughly, as you felt your orgasm building up. Your body tensed and your back arched off the chair, your legs shook and your body convulsed.

Your orgasm came crashing over you like a tidal wave, He held pressure on your g-spot and you came fast and hard, a warm liquid rushing out of you and onto his face and fingers.

Your body shuddered and your mouth fell agape, as he continued to slurp up the rest of your juices.

You whimpered softly and fell back onto the chair, “Looks like you finally met a man that could make you orgasm.” He rose up and planted his hands on your knees, You looked down at him with a fucked out expression, written all over your face.

His face glistened with your juices, He pushed you back and stood up, unbuttoning his jeans.

He picked you up and swiped his hand over the desk, clearing a space for you so he could put you down.

He pulled his pants and boxers down to his thighs, revealing his member that leaked with precum. He rubbed his tip between your folds making you mewl.

“I’m still sensitive. Wa- Ahh!” He filled you up with his cock in one hard thrust, Jaafar groaned as he squeezed his eyes shut at the sensation, of your warm walls suffocating his dick.

He stretched you with every stroke, making you reach down and press at his abdomen, feeling too overwhelmed from the sensation. “It’s too much.” You moaned, your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

“You can take it mama.” He looked down at your fucked out expression, Your eyes were rolled to the back of your head, and your mouth was formed into an ‘O’ shape.

The room was filled with your moans, and the wet squelching sounds of him stroking in and out of you.

Jaafar gripped the front of the desk, pulling all the way out until just the tip. You whimpered at the sudden emptiness, “J- Jaafar” You opened your eyes, looking between your bodies. You both were covered in your juices and slick.

Before you could speak again, He rammed back into you, burying himself to the hilt. A scream erupted from your lips that was muffled quickly with a kiss.

You moaned into the kiss, your tongues exchanging saliva with one another. He bit down on your lip, pulling it slightly.

“You’re too loud, It’s like you want someone to come in and see you getting fucked by your student.”

You moaned softly and clenched your walls around him, He smirked to himself feeling you clench around him. “Oh is that it? You’re getting turned on at the idea of someone seeing you getting fucked senseless by your student.”

“T- That’s not true.” You whimpered, resting your head in the crook of his neck.

“Really? The doors are unlocked and anyone could come in at any point.” Jaafar whispered in your ear, you didn’t know what came over you, but you came right there on the spot. You bit down on your lip harshly as your legs shook, your orgasm overtaking you.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, and used the back of your heels to push him deeper. “God, you’re such a slut, You came at the idea of someone catching you getting fucked by your student.” He rose up and pulled out of you, Flipping you over in one swift motion.

He bent you over the desk and lined his dick up with your entrance, He wrapped your curls around his hand, and pulled your head up to him.

He rammed into you making your balance falter, Your planted your hands on the desk and jutted your ass.

“You’re so needy for it now.” Jaafar whispered into your ear, “So my grade is guaranteed now?” You nod in response to his words and close your eyes.

“Use your words, Tell me you’re gonna give me a better grade.” You reached behind, overwhelmed by his powerful thrust.

Jaafar grabbed your hands and pushed you down, pinning your hands at the top of the desk.

“Come on, Say it.” Jaafar stroked you slow but rough, “I- I’m gon- gonna give you a b- better grade.” You say in between moans, “And you’re not gonna tell coach about my grade, right?” He grunted.

You shake your head no, a singular tear falling down your cheek. “Use your words.”

“I’m n- not gonna t- tell your coach.” He smiled and rolled his hips, angling himself so he could reach even deeper.

His balls slapped against your ass, nothing but the sound of your moans, his groans, and clapping noises filling the room.

“You love getting fucked by your student?” Jaafar grabbed your throat, and pulled you back up. “Huh Ms?”

“Y- Yes!” Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, Jaafar whimpered, feeling you clench around him again.

“Say you’re a slut who loves getting fucked by her student.”

“I c- can’t.” You whine as you dropped your head. “You can and you will, if you wanna cum.” Jaafar grabbed your chin, forcing you to look at him.

“Say it.”

“I- I’m a slut who l- loves getting fucked by her student!” You moan out, looking him directly in his eyes.

“Good girl.” He reached down and rubbed your clit, as he delivered faster strokes. Your body trembled with overstimulation.

“I’m gonna- me too mama.” Jaafar pushed you down onto the desk, He rammed his hips into you at an intense pace, The desk shook as things fell off of it.

You vision went spotty as your legs shook, you felt an overwhelming feeling overtake you as you came long and hard.

Your walls clamped around him causing Jaafar to orgasm right after you, delivering one more hard stroke to you, his body tensed up and he let out a choked out groan as his cock twitched inside of you, thick and hot spurts of his cum pumped into you. His body convulsed as he collapsed on top of you.

He breathed heavily as he rolled his hips into you one more time, before pulling out, still laying on top of you.

You felt hot, wet, and sticky. You could feel his cum ooze out of you and drip down your thighs and onto the floor.

He laid on you as you both caught your breath, trying to come down from that intense high.

“Make sure you tell coach about how good I did in class.” He wiped his dick clean with a tissue, and threw it into the can next to your desk.

“Mention the extra credit too.” He said as he pulled his boxers and pants up. You were still pretty weak from the fact that you came about 3 times.

He wiped you clean and discarded of the tissue. “I will.” He smirked at you while grabbing his bag,

“Thanks Professor.” He jogged up the steps and walked out the room like nothing happened.

He definitely deserved the better grade.

a/n; I was supposed to be writing an angsty fic for jaafar idk how I got here😭

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[jaafarspyt]

Endless Tension

Jaafar jackson x black fem!reader

Synopsis; Jermaine’s fiancé notices Jaafar has a crush on her and she teases him until he loses all composure.

warnings; cheating, groping, pervy jaafar, unprotected sex, creampie, phone sex, masturbation? slightly.

Describing your life was very complicated. How could you explain that you were engaged to Jermaine Jackson at 27 years old, whilst he was 71.

To be honest, you didn’t know why you said yes. Okay, that was bullshit. You did know.. his money.

The bright side of the engagement was that you didn’t think of it as wasting your youth on him. You had many years on him.

His family was amazing, on the other hand. His sons were pretty cute, and you didn’t mind seeing eye candy in the house, even if you were going to be stuck marrying Jermaine.

You didn’t feel bad, this had been your mentality for years.

Your mind spiraled as you walked out into the backyard of the beach house. You eyed the scenery, seeing Jaafar laying on a floatie with his sunglasses on.

You sucked your bottom lip in and practically undressed him with your eyes.

You’d had your eyes on Jaafar ever since you caught him masturbating, moaning your name while holding a pair of your lace panties.

Of course, you never mentioned it to him, because what would be the fun in that? You liked teasing him innocently, pretending to drop something by accident, or bending down so your skirt would raise and reveal that you were wearing a thong.

You would ask him to do your laundry for you, knowing you would somehow always be missing a pair of panties.

You would wear little to nothing around the house in booty shorts, cropped tops, or see-through dresses.

You took off the overlay that covered your bikini. Your boobs were practically spilling out of the top, which didn’t do a very good job of covering them to begin with, and your bottoms didn’t fully cover your plump butt, either.

You laid down on the pool chair, pulling out your sunscreen with a small smirk. “Hey Jaafar, sweetie!” you called out in a soft voice.

His head snapped toward you immediately, and a smile crept onto your face. “Could you be a dear and help me with my sunscreen? I can’t reach back there.” You flashed your pearly whites at him.

“Yeah.” He immediately slid off his floatie and swam toward the pool ladder. He walked toward you, removing his soaked shirt.

You traced the outline of his abs, biting down on your lip gently. “Thanks, baby,” you said in a seductive tone.

You handed him your sunscreen and flopped onto your belly, making sure your butt jiggled.

Jaafar bit his lip, admiring your curvy body. “Where all do you want it?” Jaafar asked as his eyes surveyed your body.

“My back and butt. I really don’t want to get sunburnt!” You pushed your curls out of the way so he could apply the sunscreen.

Jaafar’s breath hitched, and he leaned down. “O-okay.”

“You can just get on top, I don’t mind,” you suggested innocently. His eyes widened. “Wh-what do you mean?”

“Here, I’ll close my legs. Therefore you can put your knees on each side of my legs and apply it that way.”

He hesitantly obliged and kneeled down on the chair, putting his knees on each side of your legs.

He hovered over you as he squirted the sunscreen onto his hands, Jaafar couldn’t focus on anything. He wanted to just pull down your bikini bottoms and fuck you right there on the spot, as he murmured nothing but filth into your ear about how he always wanted to fuck you senseless.

He rubbed the sunscreen together on his hands then slowly rubbed your back up and down.

You moan softly, causing Jaafar’s hands to come to a halt. “You should become a masseuse, this feels amazing.” You tease innocently.

He chuckled nervously, trying to ignore your soft moan that wanted him to lose his composure right then and there.

“I’m serious jaaf.” You shift slightly so your butt would graze his crotch area slightly.

Jaafar drew in a sharp breath, “You okay back there?” You ask innocently, Despite knowing what you were doing.

“I- I’m fine.” Jaafar managed. He was doing every thing in his power to not rip your bikini off.

“Don’t forget my butt honey.” Jaafar bit his lip, squirting more sunscreen onto his hands.

He placed his hands onto your plump ass, Your butt recoiled every time he rubbed the sunscreen up and down.

Jaafar gripped it slightly, kneading it in his hands. You bit back a moan from slipping out, You didn’t want him thinking you were enjoying the way he was slightly groping your butt.

“Okay, All done.” Jaafar announced standing up, “I’m gonna go to the bathroom.” Jaafar quickly ushered out, as he sped walk into the house, but not before you caught a glimpse of his hard on.

You smirked to yourself and raised up, Everything was going all according to your plan.

You planned to keep riling him up until he couldn’t take anymore. Men were very easy.

You and Jaafar were in the kitchen making chocolate chip cookies, “I think the batter is done.” Jaafar announced as he turned towards you, clearly not trying to stare at your breast that were on display because of your deep v neck.

“Let’s taste, only to make sure.” You giggled.

He nodded with a smile and took his finger swiping it in the batter, “Aht- ladies first.” He smiled at you and stepped back.

“Of course.” He chuckled, But you had other plans for him.

You grabbed his hands and raised his finger to your mouth, jaafars breath hitching. You pushed his finger into your mouth, enclosing his entire index finger in your mouth. Sucking off the batter from his finger, while staring up into his eyes.

Jaafar froze in his spot, not knowing what to do as you swirled your tongue on his finger. Blood shot straight to his dick, his pants straining as he grew an erection.

“Mmm, It’s perfect.” You moan as his finger left your mouth with a sharp pop.

Jaafar finally jolted back into reality as you turned back around to face the counter.

“I’m gonna go use the bathroom.” Jaafar announces as he turns on his heels, rushing down the hallway.

“Hurry up! I don’t wanna do this all on my own.” You call out to him as you form the batter into tiny little balls.

You walked out into the living room with your yoga mat in one hand and your phone in the other. You were wearing one of your light blue workout sets.

Without panties, of course.

You spotted Jaafar on the couch watching tv in the living room, which was perfect for you.

You dropped your yoga mat in front of him, “I’m gonna workout in here, it’s too hot outside. You don’t mind right?” You bat your eyelashes innocently at him.

“Oh- of course not!” Jaafar rose up, getting ready to get up. “No, you should stay! I won’t be in your way promise.”

Jaafar nods and you smile turning your face away from him, You grabbed your yoga mat and rolled it out.

Your backside was facing Jaafar as you slowly bent down, touching your toes.

You could feel his warm gaze on you, so you decided to take it up a notch. You got on your knees and stretched your upper body forward into the child’s pose.

You then lifted yourself so you were on your hands and knees, now doing the cat and camel stretch.

You arched your back, jutting your ass out slightly. You decided to take the heat up even more and flipped over to face Jaafar.

You laid straight on your back, smirking slightly when you notice Jaafar’s head snap in the other direction, where he pretended he wasn’t just eye fucking you.

You lift one leg in the air, pushing it to your upper body, Now your pussy was practically on display for him.

The tight yoga pants outlined your pussy, a small damp spot on your pants that you pretended not to notice.

“Jaafar sweetie, Could you help me stretch? Usually your dad would help me but he’s gone for the week.” You raise your head batting your eyelashes at him.

“Umm- Pretty please?” You cut him off with a soft whine, “O- Okay.” He slid off the couch and walked on his knees towards you.

“Thanks again!” You stared up at him as he grabbed your leg, pressing it to your chest, whilst he was looking anywhere but your face.

“Could you lean on it? Just need more pressure to really feel it.”

Jaafars breath hitched, he was hesitant but still obeyed you. He scooted even closer and leaned forward.

Now his dick was against your crotch, he slightly rolled his hips against you as he looked down at you.

His breath was uneven as he rocked his hips into you at the most subtle pace.

Jaafar was a wreck. He tried to think of anything that could turn him off so you wouldn’t feel how much he was getting turned on by this.

He closed his eyes and looked up, hoping that would work. “Could you do my other leg too?” He looked down at you with glossy eyes.

“At the same time?” You nodded in response and he lifted your other leg pressing them both to your chest.

Jaafar was beyond saving, He didn’t care about his hard on that was now clearly visible.

He rocked his hips into your clothed crotch subtly, You pretended to not notice as you looked to the left.

“I appreciate you for this, You’ve been helping me all summer.” He smiles down at you sheepishly, “Of course, a- anything for you.”

“Aww, you’re so sweet jaafar.” You smiled up at him, and that almost caused him to cum right there in his pants.

He continued to rock his body, and you noticed the way he closed his eyes and looked up while biting his lip.

He was getting off right there and he was close to coming undone, You let him continue until you could see he was clearly going to cum.

You closed your legs and put a hand on his shoulder, “Okay that’s it, Thanks Jaafar!” You smiled innocently as you roll out from under him leaving him breathless in his spot.

He let out a low groan, “Y- Your welcome.” You grabbed your mat and walked away from him.

Leaving him hot and hard on the living room floor.

You laid on your queen size bed in a cropped white tee that matched your white laced panties. You held your phone to your ear as Jermaine rambled on the other side.

He wanted you to have phone sex with him but you weren’t in the mood to pretend to orgasm.

A lightbulb went off in your head.

You moved the phone away from your ear and texted jaafar to come here, pretending you needed his help.

“Okay fine babe.” You removed your panties and wet your fingers, You faced the door so when jaafar opened it this was all he saw. You fingering yourself.

You sunk your fingers deep inside your wet hole with a low moan, “Yeah, I can feel you deep inside me baby.” You moan softly into the mic.

On cue jaafar opened the door, his eyes widening at the scene. You mute the mic, “I- I’m gonna come back later!”

“Stay, Are you gonna pretend you don’t wanna see this?” You lifted yourself onto your elbows.

You unmuted the mic and put the phone back to your ear, “Keep stroking for me baby, I’m gonna get my dildo so it feels like you’re actually fucking me.” You say as you maintain eye contact with jaafar.

You mute the mic and put it down, “T- This is wrong.” Jaafar looked away from you, “You’re one to talk. You don’t think I notice how you eye fuck me all day? Or how my panties end up missing every time i ask you to do my laundry?”

“Or should I ignore the fact that you’ve been masturbating with them and moaning my name?”

“I- I- I’m sorry.” He looked down at the floor, “Don’t be. I want you just as bad as you want me.”

“Really?” His head perks up at your words, “Mhm.” You nod your head in response and motion with your fingers ‘come here’

He walked to the bed kneeling on it, “Your dad wants to have phone sex.. it won’t hurt him if he doesn’t know right? If you’re the one actually fucking me and not some pathetic dildo.”

“This is so nasty, I couldn’t- Then why are you hard at the idea of you fucking me while I’m on the phone with your dad.”

You looked down at his erection, his dick straining against his grey sweats.

“Don’t fight it baby.” You spread your legs and leaned back on the pillow.

Once Jaafar caught sight of your wet swollen pussy all restraint went out the window. He grabbed your legs and pulled you towards him.

Undoing the knot on his sweatpants, You unmuted the mic and pressed the phone back to your ear.

Jaafar pulled his leaking cock out of his pants, it stood tall and erect. Precum dripped down his veiny member.

He was way bigger than Jermaine. “I’m so ready for you baby.” You moaned into the phone mic.

Jaafar bit his lip and wrapped his hand around his length stroking it slowly, He rubbed his tip down your slit and between your folds.

You moaned softly while biting down gently on your bottom lip, “I’m imagining you teasing me as you rub your big cock between my folds.” You whine softly, describing what Jaafar was doing to you.

You put him on speaker and put the phone next to you, “Oh yeah? Beg for me to fuck you baby.” Jermaine’s voice filled the room.

Jaafar looked down at your phone, “Fuck me, please daddy!” You moan out as you stare up at jaafar, He grabbed the bottom of his shirt and put it between his teeth clenching it.

“I want you to fill me up so bad, I wanna feel your huge cock stretching me out!”

“Take my cock baby.” Jermaine groaned into the mic, and on cue Jaafar slammed into you with one rough sharp thrust immediately filling you to the brim.

A loud moan erupted from your lips, “You’re filling me up so much baby!” Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as Jaafar continued to thrust into you. Your moans were quick and loud as he stretched you out with each thrust.

Jaafar’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as he felt your tight walls suffocate his dick entirely.

You closed your eyes feeling his tip hit the tip of your cervix with each thrust, A spot Jermaine could never reach.

“You’re so deep daddy, I can’t take it!” You whine, pressing a hand at Jaafar’s abdomen. He grabbed your hand and held onto it as he thrusted even deeper with a rough and fast pace.

The bed slightly rocked and your boobs bounced with every thrust. You pulled your shirt up and off your head.

“I’m so wet for you daddy, I’m leaking all over the bed.” You moan into the mic, squeezing your eyes shut.

“Do you miss seeing my boobs bounce every time you thrusted into me?” You whine into the mic, “Or when you would suck on them, putting little hickeys around them?”

“I missed it so much.” Jermaine’s voice filled the room, Jaafar leaned down and latched his mouth onto your boob sucking it softly.

He flicked his tongue around your nipple, You bit your lip as you ran your hand through his soft curls.

“I miss it too.” You moan out, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. “Your dick is filling me up so much, I can feel you in my stomach.”

Jaafar lifted up and put his shirt back in between his teeth, His eyes rolling to the back of his head as he threw his head back.

“I’m close babygirl.”

“Me too daddy.” You whine out, Jaafar reached down and rubbed your clit, You squeezed your eyes shut and moaned loudly.

“I want you to fill my womb up with your cum daddy, I want you to put a baby in me!” Those words brung jaafar closer to his orgasm, as he rolled and thrusted his hips up into you.

“Fuck I’m cumming.” Jermaine groaned. “Me too, FUCK F— OH MY GOD!” A scream erupted from your lips as jaafar buried himself to the hilt in you.

Your moans filled the room as your legs shook, Your body convulsed and you felt his warm, thick, spurts of his cum fill your womb as he collapsed on you.

Your vision was spotty as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, Your body spasmed as you came long and hard, your juices coating Jaafar’s dick.

Jaafar breathed heavily into your neck as he slowly rolled his hips into you, prolonging the intense high of your orgasm before fully pulling out.

You whimpered at the emptiness feeling, Feeling his hot cum ooze out of you.

You whined softly and reached for your phone, “That was so good daddy, Get some rest okay?” You hung up the phone and your head fell back onto the pillow.

“That was amazing.” Jaafar whispered as he rolled onto his back, “There’s more where that came from.” You smirk at him and managed to swing your body over his so you were now on top.

“I see why my dad is obsessed with you.” He chuckled and you just smiled, looking down at him with a hungry look in your eyes.

a/n; this was longer than I expected but i hope you enjoyed this 😊

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Heated Affair

a/n; wanted to make a fic based off this tweet ! Enjoy ☺️

warnings; unprotected sex, cheating, fingering, creampie, and cheating otp

Jaafar’s leg was twitching a mile a minute, his palms constantly smoothing down his pants. He was a mess of heat, frustration, and raw nerves. To make matters worse, his fiancée was still going on in his ear, picking at him from the seat to his left.

However, to his right was you, his manager. You sat straight up as you waved the fan back and forth to cool the heat from your glistening skin.

You bit back a smirk hearing Maddie’s complaints. The more she complained, the more Jaafar got angry, and that meant the rough, angry sex he was going to deliver to you later in the hotel room.

You leaned subtly toward Jaafar, concealing your mouth behind your fan as you whispered, “Did I tell you how hot you look in your suit?” He drew in a sharp breath, his eyes snapping toward you just as you reclined into your seat.

You could feel the weight of his gaze upon you while you surveyed the tennis court, a smirk playing across your lips.

He undressed you with his eyes, the memories of last night flooding his consciousness.

Flashback

You were on your knees, smiling up at Jaafar as he stroked his cock over your face.

“Look at you, so eager for me to paint your pretty face with my cum.” You nod eagerly, sticking your tongue out.

“F-fuck, baby, I’m gonna—” His words were cut short by a loud moan as he released his load onto your face, stroking his cock rapidly.

You felt warm, thick spurts of his cum land on your tongue. You smiled, swallowing the salty taste of what landed in your mouth.

Jaafar whimpered as he fell back onto the counter, gripping it harshly while his dick twitched.

You stood up with a smile, gathered his thick cum off your face with your finger, and licked it while staring into his eyes.

Jaafar cupped your cheeks and kissed you sloppily as he tasted himself on your tongue.

You both moaned into the kiss as teeth clashed and both of your tongues fought for dominance.

He broke the kiss and dragged his tongue against the little bits of cum that were still on your face, lapping up his own essence.

“I needed that,” Jaafar muttered in your ear.

“Me too,” you replied, pulling back with a smile to stare up at his face.

He gave a small peck to your lips. “We should probably clean up before Maddie gets back.”

Jaafar clapped softly as the match ended, everyone standing up in unison to prepare to leave.

“So, we have a few interviews and shoots to do while we’re still here, then we have the after party,” you announced as you walked down the aisle.

“Seriously? More walking?” Maddie whined out loud for the hundredth time that day.

You would think the person actually doing all the work would be the one complaining, but it wasn’t him, it was her.

“Okay, babe, how about you head back to the hotel early while I finish up here, okay?” Jaafar turned toward her, forcing an empathetic smile onto his face.

Maddie sighed loudly before exhaling, “Okay, fine. I’ll see you later.” Maddie kissed his cheek and walked away toward the exit.

“Fucking finally,” Jaafar let out a loud sigh and turned his attention toward you.

“So, how many interviews did you sign me up for?” You smirked and grabbed his tie, yanking him into a supply closet.

Jaafar stumbled toward you as you closed the door, smashing your lips against his.

“What… about… the… interviews?” Jaafar muttered in between kisses.

“I lied so she could go home,” you replied while unbuttoning your blouse.

Jaafar smiled and shook his head. “Mm, you’re evil, you know that?”

“Yeah, but that’s why you like me.” You smiled and pulled him in for another kiss.

This one was hungrier, you both wanted to devour each other. Jaafar trailed wet kisses down your neck and flicked his tongue over that sensitive spot he knew you loved, causing a moan to erupt from your lips.

He pushed your skirt up and roughly pulled down your panties. “Look at you, already soaking wet for me,” Jaafar teased as he palmed you.

“Jaa- please,” you whined, grinding into his palm.

“So needy,” he whispered into your ear as he took one finger, slowly rubbing your wet, sticky folds.

You bit your lip and threw your head back. “S-stop teasing me.” Jaafar just smiled and continued his teasing.

“Jaafar, you fuck—ah!” Your words were cut short by a loud moan when he suddenly plunged two fingers deep inside you.

“Is that what you wanted?” He grabbed your chin with his free hand, making you look him in the eyes.

“Yes! I wanted it so much!” You moaned loudly, feeling his fingers explore your walls.

He curled his fingers inside you, over and over. Your knees buckled, and you grabbed onto his arm, holding yourself up as your body jerked in his grasp.

You couldn't contain the moans slipping past your lips as he went even deeper, hitting the tip of your cervix, past your G-spot.

“Right there! Right there!” You screamed.

“Right here?” Jaafar teased, hitting the spot continuously.

Jaafar’s thumb rubbed your clit as he latched his mouth onto one of your nipples.

The pleasure from him sucking on your nipple was your last straw, your orgasm came suddenly, and you fell back onto the shelf.

Your legs shook as you came, your body twitching as Jaafar continued to plunge his fingers in and out of you, riding out your orgasm for you.

You breathed heavily, your vision spotty as you tried to come down from the intense high.

“Jaafar,” you moaned softly as your head fell into the crook of his neck. He pulled his fingers out of you and sucked them clean of your juices.

“You taste better every time.” He kissed you so you could taste yourself on his tongue.

You moaned into the kiss, savoring your sweet juices on his tongue.

Jaafar unfastened his belt and pulled his pants down. You grabbed a chair from the corner and pushed him back onto it.

“Someone’s eager,” Jaafar chuckled softly. You smiled and sat down on his lap. “Only for you.”

You pulled out his member, admiring his perfect size, precum glistening on his tip.

You rubbed your thumb over his tip, spreading the precum all over. Jaafar whimpered in your grasp, his eyes snapping shut as his hips bucked up into your grasp, wanting more.

“Look who’s eager now,” you teased. A smirk crept onto your face as you lifted your hips and sank down slowly onto his length.

You stopped at the tip with a smile, biting your lip at the feeling of his mushroom tip expanding your walls.

Jaafar whined softly, and his eyes flew open. “Baby— please.” He tried to buck up into you, hoping he could get more in, but you kept your hips raised.

“You wanna fuck me so bad, don’t you?” Jaafar nodded repeatedly, tears brimming in his eyes as he looked up at you.

“Use your words.”

“Yes! Yes! I wanna be inside you so bad, please baby.” You smirked and sank down slowly on his length, fully submerging yourself onto his member until your ass met his thighs.

Jaafar moaned loudly, his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

“Fuck!” You felt Jaafar’s thick length expand your walls as you rocked your hips back and forth.

Soon, the room was filled with loud moans and the loud squelching sound of Jaafar’s length going in and out of your wet pussy.

You bounced up and down harshly, causing the chair to creak and rock. Jaafar’s head was thrown back as his moans got louder and louder with each bounce.

You looked down at him, watching him struggle to keep his composure with a smile plastered on your lips.

Jaafar bucked his hips up into you to match your pace, making your posture falter and your head fall into the crook of his neck with a breathy moan.

His tip hit your cervix continuously, causing you to see stars, your vision blurring. “Right there, J!”

His phone rang to the side of you, Maddie’s name flashing across the screen. “Keep going,” you whispered into his ear, and he happily obliged, continuing to thrust up into you.

You grabbed his phone and accepted the call, pressing the phone to his ear. His eyes widened as he looked up at you.

His hips faltered and he stopped thrusting. You rolled your eyes and took control, rocking your hips back and forth.

“H-hey, babe.” You smirked, hearing him stutter as you rolled your hips. “I-I don’t k-know what time I’ll be back.” He covered his mouth and held the phone away from his face, whimpering into his hand lowly.

“W-what’d you say?” He looked up at you with pleading eyes, silently begging for you to stop, but you didn’t.

You didn’t care.

“I a-am listening to y—FUCK!” You clenched your walls around him on purpose, making him stumble on his words.

“I-I-I spilled water on my suit.” You smiled at his poor excuse, knowing the reason was because you were clenching and unclenching just to get his reaction.

Jaafar muted the mic as Maddie ranted away on the other side. “I’m gonna cum,” he repeated over and over as he bucked his hips up into you.

You shook your head no, slowing your pace. “Take it off mute.” His eyes widened. “S-she’ll hear me!” You grabbed his chin roughly and held onto it.

“I don’t care. you wanna cum, right?” He nodded with a whimper, a single tear falling down his cheek. “Then unmute it.”

He hesitantly followed your orders and took it off mute. He bit down on his lip hard enough to draw blood.

You slammed your hips down, letting him hit your cervix one more time, causing your orgasm to meet quickly with his.

He rubbed your clit with his free hand as he held the phone to his ear. You lost your balance as you rocked back and forth.

Both of your bodies convulsed on one another as you kissed to muffle each other’s moans. He whimpered into the kiss as you rode out both of your orgasms.

He twitched inside of you as warm spurts of his cum filled your womb. You pulled away from the kiss and rested your head in the crook of his neck, faintly hearing Maddie’s voice from his phone complaining about something he didn’t care about.

“I-I’m gonna call you back,” he whispered, out of breath, as he hung up the phone call.

You lifted up off of him, causing both of you to whine from the emptiness. You watched both of your fluids slowly ooze out of you and drip down onto the floor.

“Look at the mess we made.” Jaafar looked down with a smile. “You look so good with my cum dripping out of you,” he teased with a smirk.

“Should we head back after this?” you asked as you stood up. “Nah, let’s roam the city a bit more before we go to the hotel.”

“Well, we should clean up at least,” you giggled, looking down at the mess you two made.

a/n; so thats all I got, hope you liked it!

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