jaime smut with lots of dirty talk? please and thank you<33
Monkeydarliing asked: Can you do an imagine where Jaime gets really pissed off at you for whatever reason and you try to apologize and you’re being all super cute and SMUT happens?
Anon asked: jaime smut with lots of dirty talk? please and thank you<33
[A/N: I combined the two requests if that’s okay?]
“I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU!” Jaime’s voice rang through my ears and the empty house.
“What did I do!?” I retorted, obviously not wanting to lose this argument.
“Oh please; don’t act like you don’t know.” Jaime scoffed and brushed passed me, into the living room.
I let my mouth hang open as I felt Jaime pass by me, brushing my shoulder with his almost knocking me off my feet.
“Okay. So you found my picture with my EX boyfriend.”
“Yeah; why do you have it!?” Jaime turned around, his arms flailing in the air.
“Um? Maybe because I forgot to throw it out, YOU IDIOT!” I used all of my strength to push Jaime’s shoulders, barely making him move. God damn he was so strong and built and just. Ugh.
“It’s not just the picture either!” Jaime’s voice brought me back to the argument that I was still in the middle in.
Jesus! I shouldn’t be checking him out in a time like this!
“Oh yeah? What else did I FUCKING DO, HIME?” I crossed my arms waiting for a good excuse.
“At Tony’s party—-You were dancing with some stupid guy looking cunt.” Jaime spat those words out at me, almost intending them to describe me instead of the stranger.
I sighed, and let out a deep breath attempting to calm myself down. I rested on the arm of the couch and ran my hand through my hair. “He was all over me, Jaime…he pulled me into the dance floor and I didn’t enjoy it. I got away as soon as he turned around; I swear baby.”
Jaime’s expression didn’t seem to change. He crossed his arm and impatiently tapped his right foot onto the cold hardwood floor.
“Okay. Fine. I believe you. Whatever.” Jaime didn’t seem so convinced.
I pouted and hugged his arm, resting my head on his shoulder.
“C’mon. Lemme make it up to you, maybe?”
Jaime turned to face me and grinned smugly. “Oh, you’re going to make it up to me alright.”
Jaime forcefully pushed me against the hallway wall, pinning me up tightly. His lips crashed onto mine and I could feel his hands exploring my body.
Jaime kept grinding into my hips, creating more friction that was obviously needed. His grip tightened against my waist, probably intending to leave bruises for the next morning. His lips started to attack my neck and I couldn’t hold back my moans any longer—-
I let out a few short moans letting him know that I was okay with this.
Jaime nipped at the skin by my collarbones; leaving little red marks.
I groaned and thrust my hips into his, feeling a bulge in his pants; which were obviously getting tighter.
I grinned and started to palm him through his jeans feeling him get harder with my touch.
“Ugh, Y/N.” Jaime groaned my name into my ear his breath trickling down my spine.
He pushed me harder against the wall as if there was more room.
I let out a yelp at the sudden burst of pain, and suddenly felt the pain shoot down my back but in a pleasurable way.
“You’re—” exhale. “being so forceful…”
I felt Jaime grin into my neck. He plunged his hand down my jeans and teased my underwear band.
“Jaime!” I groaned and pushed my hips up into his hands.
“Impatient!” Jaime took his hand out and slapped my ass.
He let go of my body completely and took a step back, leaving me as a desperate mess.
“Hime. Don’t stop.” I pushed my hips up again hoping to reunite his hands with my body. Nothing.
“You either listen to me, or we don’t do anything.” His voice was emotionless, but his face held a smirk.
“F-fine.” I stuttered, wanting our bodies together already.
I stood up straight, patiently waiting for my next instruction.
“Knees.” Jaime pointed down to the floor.
I raised my eyebrows, already wanted to protest. I opened my mouth to say something but Jaime only shook his head and pointed down again.
I got to my knees and slowly unzipped his jeans, relieving the bulge growing in his boxers a little.
I gulped, nervous. I’ve never given head before and Jaime knew this. I pondered why he was being so fucking forceful as I slowly palmed his member through his boxers.
I stopped and looked up at him, hoping I didn’t do anything wrong. Although I didn’t completely hate this side of Jaime—- it was really fucking sexy.
“Are you going to suck it, or what?” Jaime’s voice rang through my ears, unable to be processed.
“U-uh..” I couldn’t even form actual words. “Okay…?” Fuck that sounded more like a question.
I slid Jaime’s boxers down so that they bunched up at his foot with his pants. His cock sprang forward, meeting my mouth, precum already leaking down. It looked inviting, to be honest.
I hesitantly, but slowly took Jaime’s cock into my mouth. I started with the head, gliding my tongue over the tip and earning a groan from Jaime above me. I smirked and instantly gained more confidence in myself.
I took half of his member, forcing it forward, and my hand pumping where my mouth couldn’t reach. I felt Jaime’s hand on the back of my head, and felt him grab a fistful of my hair, tugging it, somewhat guiding me.
I heard him groan again (of the multiple I’ve already heard) which motivated me to go faster— but before I could continue Jaime’s voice came up again.
“Stop.” His breathing was heavy. “Stand up…”
I stood up and wiped my mouth with my forearm.
I hesitated again. “But Hime—”
“Do. It.” his voice was ice cold, but the smirk on his face still hadn’t faded.
“But I really—” I tried protesting again but it only amounted to Jaime forcefully turning me around and pushing me against the wall yet again.
My jeans were slid down and my shirt pulled up and instantly Jaime was groping my breasts, whispering in my ear.
“Don’t you like this? Didn’t you like the taste of my cock?”
I moaned, desperately needing friction.
“Y-yes.” I managed to squeak out.
“What was that?” Jaime pulled my hair back.
“Yes! I loved the taste of you in my mouth..” I moaned and moved my hips forward. “Jaime please.” I started pleading, already wanting him inside of me.
“WHAT DO YOU WANT?!” Jaime started to yell, pulling my head back further.
“I want you to fuck me against the wall, Jaime, please!” I started to yell, but was soon interrupted by Jaime’s length entering me from behind.
I let out a moan, first of pain but it soon turned into pleasure. Jaime started to thrust in and out of me, fast and hard, not allowing me to adjust.
“Jai-” I moaned again my hands pressed against the wall.
“Y/N… you’re such a slut.” I could hear Jaime smirk behind me, “but my little slut.”
Jaime thrust into me once more and groaned, releasing into me.
[A/N EYDEEKAY GUISE IT’S LATE AND I’M TIRED THIS WAS RUSHED SRY. MORE TOMORROW…..maybe.]