thinking about the first time you asked Jermajesty to feed off of you in the middle of sex.
TW: black fem reader (duh), smut (18+), dirty talk, blood sucking.
Author’s Note: we (YES WE) love vampire jermajesty. playing round with the layout of my works, just work with me here! excuse any mistakes!
this content does NOT contain any AI and may not be used to train AI.
“Pa—why are you fucking me like this?” you babbled out. Your hand on his stomach, eyes rolling to the back of your head. Jermajesty had your legs on his shoulders, giving you slow, deep strokes—deep enough for his tip to brush at your cervix. “Can’t I love on you, mhm, mama?” He smirked, showing his fangs.
As you were fighting to keep your eyes open, you spotted his fangs—you clenched around him, with more of your slick dripping into his dick, making a loud moan fall from Jermajesty’s mouth.
“You like seeing my fangs, baby?” He groaned. You gave a small verbal yes, but Jermajesty could tell there was more you wanted to say. He slowed his pace even more, going deeper as he pushed your legs up to your shoulders. “What’s on your mind, mama? Speak to me.”
Your eyes rolled back at the slight change in position. “I want you—fuckkkk, I want you to bite me.” Jermajesty’s thrusts faltered as you sputtered out your fantasy. He immediately started stuttering, “a-are you sure, baby? I don’t wanna hurt you.”
“I promise, pa, I want you to bite me.” You glanced up at him with those doe eyes, knowing he couldn’t resist.
A flicker of contemplation crossed his face before he started pounding into you, his tip now kissing at your cervix—skin slapping against each other. You let out a loud moan as Jermajesty’s newfound pace catches you off guard.
Jermajesty bent down, chest flesh against yours, putting his head in your neck. Your legs are now wrapped around his waist, and your arms are around his neck. “I promise you can bite me, give it to me pa.” You stuttered out to Jermajesty.
With no further hesitation, his fangs sank into the crook of your neck—you held back a scream as the pain was unbearable—Jermajesty let out a muffled whimper, eyes rolled back at the taste of your blood as if it was the best on earth. Still, as he sank deeper, a hot, euphoric feeling trickled down your body. You let out a series of whines as tears fell, the new feeling overwhelming. You could feel the pressure in your stomach growing harder to contain.
“Majjj, it feels so—“ you couldn’t finish your sentence as your orgasm came rushing through you, juices splattering across Jermajesty’s lower half.
The taste of your blood and the feeling of you clenching around him as you came sent him into a frenzy, triggering his own orgasm. He retracted his fangs from your neck as he let out a loud, guttural whine—his white, milky cum filling your pussy to the brim.
Jermajesty’s heavy breathing and your occasional whimpers filled the room. “You alright, mama, I didn’t hurt you or anything?.” His words came out muffled as his head was laid in the crook of your neck. “I’m okay, pa, I loved it.” You spoke breathlessly.
The room grew quiet before Jermajesty’s voice cut through.
“Round two in thirty minutes?”
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꩜ synopsis : little clips and moments with Jermajesty
꩜ contains : black!coded reader, a lot of suggestiveness, Smut! Use of n word, celebrity!reader (reader plays a role in “Michael” movie) established rls, fem!reader, a BIT of jaafar x reader, but mostly ofc Jermajesty x reader, mentions of Michael Jackson and his (made up) wife, Jermajesty being a absolute freak in these..
꩜ authors note : and if I say Jermajesty has been corrupting by brain then whattt?? He give toxic baby daddy and I’m HIGHKEY hear for it 😖😖 he js so mfn fineee lord. Also this song js givessss me Jermajesty vibes, so I reccomand listening while reading this fic, (even tho the song lowkey short).
1 :
You were driving in your jeep, top down and music blaring as the wind blew in your hair. You were screaming lyrics to some rnb that fell into the queue of whatever songs that were originally placed there in the first place, and of course Jermajesty was sitting in the passenger seat next to you, Snapchat opened, and obviously recording himself, as he slightly tilted the camera, showing you with both hands on the wheel, driving down the streets of L.A.
“Dumb ass bitch! Get into your lane!” You yelled over the music, your hands tightly gripping into onto the steering wheel, swerving over into the other lane, which earned a shock looked from jer, slightly grabbing onto the compartment under his arms. “Can you calm the hell down, lady?” He giggled, to which you quickly groaned, driving past the car, and sticking your middle finger up. “Go somewhere else with that shit.” You scoffed, talking mostly to yourrself then the car.
2 :
with you and Jaafar starring in the new “Michael” movie, Jaafar playing Michael, and you playing as Michael’s girlfriend/wife, (being casted as Michael’s wife due to the fact you almost looked identical to her, and you knew her personally), it was bound for the ship edits, and questions about you and Jaafars “relationship” to start brewing, Even due to the fact that you were quite literally dating his brother, and that you started dating him way even before the movie started being filmed, or even a thought. And, you also thought of Jaafar more as a sibling, then as someone you could ever have a romantic relationship with (even though, you kissed multiple times on multiple occasions during filmimg), people couldn’t help but to try and pry questions out of the two, take clips, and put them out of context, a quick way to ruin the relationship between you and Jermajesty. The paparazzi, and the interviewers were brutal, didn’t hold back on questions, ready to dig up any information.
Thankfully, you always knew how to handle them.
You stood close to an interviewer, mic close to your lips, as the interviewer continued his question he was oh so dying to ask,
“Michael and his wife, were obviously intimate during his life time, of course.. and you and Jaafar reflected this, during a scene in the movie-“ Your smile immediately dropped, automatically knowing where this question was leading too. “And— and I was just wondering, how did Jermajesty take this? How did he react during these scenes? I mean did he get mad? Was if some feuds between you three? Seeing his brother and his girlfriend so close and personal like that? ”
You sighed as he finished the question, trying your best not to curse the interviewer out, keeping calm and composed.
“…Hm—.. me and Jermjaesty have a great understanding that all of it is completely acting, that I’m doing this to honor my uncle in laws story’s, and to show the world how he lived, and what he.. what he embranded, in the sense …too this world, now he left his mark. So—“
You stopped your words as you felt a pair of hands wrap around your waist, Jermajestys chin falling against your shoulder as you let out a soft giggle, your hand resting against his cheek.
“there goes the man of the hour!” The interviewer smiled, tilting the mic to Jermajesty, asking him the same question he’d just previously asked you, to which Jermajesty shrugged, a sly smirk falling onto his lips. “I mean.. I get to be inside it for-real every single night, so I’m not really worried about some fake act-“
you gasped, as you quickly went to cover his mouth, a laugh falling from your lips, as you leaned into the mic. “interview over.” You yelled between breathless laughs.
3:
(a bit) 18+!!
you set up your iPad, holding it up against the table, as you sat on the floor next to the couch, holding your knees close to your chest.
“Hiii guys, today? Today…I’ve asked some of my fans, to ask me and Jer questions.. anddddd we’re gonna answer some of them!” You giggled, Jermajesty sitting on the couch behind you, his focus mostly on his phone, as you laid your head innocently between his legs.
“…I told you guys to like.. not hold back, ask whatever you want, so I’m just a tinsyyyy bit nervous.” You giggled, before finally setting up the camera fully, finally looking back at Jermajesty, who was pulling the questions up.
“What about you, baby? You nervous?” You tapped his thigh, as he finally looked up, noticing the camera was finally rolling, and starting to do the most.
“What’s up guys! It’s that nigga, Jermajesty! And we’re back with another banger! We’re here! Finna answer yall freaky ass questions and—“
“Jer you’re being loud!” You giggled, sliding to sit next to him, your hand going to rest on his thigh. “…he does too much, anyways, jer has the questions on his phone, andddd, were going to answer them like,, now.”
———
“Okay, question one… why does y/n always like to mess with Jermajesty and eat all his food, and never leave him alone, and stay under his skin, and beg for him too be in between-” Jer asked sarcastically, his head tilting like he was confused, like he didn’t just make up that whole question. Your hand went to cover his mouth, muffling the rest of the question..
“…oh you literally just made that up.” You groaned, tilting to look at the phone, to which Jer quickly hid the phone, making sure you couldn’t see the screen, “someone did ask that! Why would I lie about that, mama.. the hell?” He lied, a soft chuckle leaving his lips.
———
“…okay, this one says “how many times do you two—.. wait—“ He chuckled, to which your eyebrows furrowed, turning too look at him, he showed the phone screen to you, and you quickly covered your mouth, your gaze turning back to the screen.
“The fuck are you guys asking?” You chuckled, before the next clip quickly started playing.
———
This time, Jermajesty held you tight in his grip, you sat on his thigh, as you scrolled through the questions,
“.. ‘where did you guys meet?’ Oou, this is a good one... we met because his uncles wife was my mom’s best friend and then like..we’ve kinds knew eachother since then, since we were ittyyy bityyy babies.” You smiled, as he nodded, you couldn’t help but notice how his hands rested on your hips and thighs, his focus not on the camera no more, but more on how his lips attached to your neck, his hands pushing you more to sit on his crotch, then slightly rocking you back and forth, as you desperately tried to focus on the questions infront of you.
“I—I.. mmh.. when did… when did we first say ‘I love you’, baby?” You tried to smile, as a small and subtle gasp left your lips, feeling the hard on in his jeans rub against your clothed cunt, your face immediately restricted back to “normal”, trying to hold your composure.
“…jus’ cut the camera, baby.. we can finish tomorrow..” he whispered into your ear, as his fingers danced against your stomach, sliding their way to the waistband of your pants. You scoffed, as you grabbed the iPad, holding it up to only your face was showing. “Well— well I’ll see you later guys-“ you chuckled, until you felt a hand slide into your pants, Jers fingers starting to worship your clit inside your pants, a soft moan left your lips. “ ‘gonna have to cut this part out..” you whispered to yourself, before you smiled, quickly doing your outro, and cutting the video.
4:
18+!!
Jermajesty was out of breath, tilting the camera up on the side of the bed, slow rnb playing from your tv, your hips, waist, and a bit of your chest in the camera as you laid on your back, one of your legs being held up by Jermajesty, small mumbles leaving your lips, as he whispered a sweet “mhm”, the camera finally sitting up, Jermajestys abs, and lower half in the camera. You two were naked, and in the midst of… doing some things, until Jermajesty had the bright idea to record, for when you’re gone, and busy, he’ll have something to watch.
“…’you gonna take it, mama?” He slightly whispered, his two fingers going to rub tight circles on your clit, your hips bucking up into his touch.
“… ‘gonna cum again for me? Promise?” He pulled his hand from your clit, earning a small needy whine from your lips, as you nodded, not being able to catch it in the frame though, due to you and Jer’s faces not being in the camera (just in case it was to get out, your faces wouldn’t be in them.). He grabbed his already hard, and slightly slick dick, tapping it against your tight pussy again , not exactly pushing himself in, just rubbing against you.
“..m-mmh.. Jer, please..” a small whimper bled into the microphone of the phone, a small chuckle left his lips, as he finally pushed into your tight heat, restarting a harsh and fast pace against you, your hands flying to grip his biceps, your moans and gasps punctuating each of his deep strokes, as he kept one leg in the air, bringing the other one up as well, pushing your knees too your shoulders, small blabbers and whines left your lips, not being able to make your words coherent.
“…fuck… fuck take that dick, mama.. j-just take it… mmh… you getting dumb on this shit? Hmm? Can’t even speak mama? Look at my baby…” he whispered, bringing his thumb to wipe the tears from your eyes.
“Cum for the camera, mama.. okay? Can you do that?” Before you could even respond, you finished all over his pelvis and cock, your hot, steamy liquids spraying all over him, as his fingers finished you off, rubbing the pads of his fingers ferociously over your clit, other hand holding one thigh down, trying to attempt to hold you down as he fucked you through your orgasm. As soon as you caught your breath, Jermajestys hands went to the camera, grabbing it and pushing end to the video, not before a small “just one more video” left his lips, though.
Authors note : bye I wrote this with one hand NOO shadee…. Yall gon see more Jermajesty on this page bc HONESTTLYY?? He’s too sexy. Also sorry if this is so short, I’m js tryna get a feel for writing for him ykkk??
hate when i can tell the fanfic is written with a white-ass reader. it takes me out of the whole experience :/ thank u ti everyone who does black!fem!readers
