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About the Author
You can call me Spooky, Iām 25, she/her, and Iām sure youāve noticed I love getting to write for all sorts of nerdy male characters. I definitely have a type š¤
ACTIVE MASTERLISTS
Eddie Munson
Eddie Munson Extras
Bill Dickey
Jason Hochberg
Matt Hooper
If youād like to be added to the tag list for any of my characters, please let me know.
REQUEST RULES
THIS IS A SAFE SPACE FOR ALL GENDERS, IDENTITIES, RACES, AND SEXUAL ORIENTATIONS. BIGOTRY WILL NOT BE TOLERATED.
One of the best things about being a writer is thinking of something small you can add to your work thatās just. Devastating. Like youāre sitting there going. Oh. That would be diabolical. People would get really riled up about that. Exquisite. Letās do it.
i went down to a 36DD from a 36H and the difference is absolutely INSANE to me.
my back pain is nonexistent, i can fit into clothes better, i donāt get exhausted after standing for a few hours, im so happy that i was able to get it done š„¹
with that being said, if anyone has any questions about it at all (prep, procedures, post-op, etc.) iād love to answer them!!
hyperfixation please stay with me long enough to complete the project. hyperfixation do not fade. hyperfixation finish what you started for the love of god
Imagine reader forcing Jason to beg if he wants to come š¤š¤
love this idea!!
iāve been wanting to write more for jason š„ŗ i miss writing for that sweet, pathetic man
HOWEVER i feel like this idea might translate a little better in fic form š so i wrote a little blurb š¤
and iām sorry it took me so long to publish š„² i started this before my surgery and wasnāt really in the best headspace to finish it for a little bit
Tag List- @bull-moose-penguin (tag list is always open, let me know if youād like to be added!)
Word Count- 1.1k
āI donāt think this is a very good ideaā¦ā Jason whispered as he shut the shed door behind him, peeking out quickly just to make sure that no one was watching.
He hated breaking the rules, sneaking out late at night when he shouldāve been in his cabin. But he loved spending time with you too much to not want to be a little rebellious when it was needed.
āItās never a good idea.ā You whispered back, your hand on his chest pushing his back against the door as your body was flush with his, āBut thatās what makes it so fun, right?ā You smiled, leaning in and gently kissing a trail up his neck.
His hands moved to hold your hips, a shaky breath leaving his throat as he laughed nervously.
āRightā¦ā Jason smiled, his head tilting back as your free hand moved into his hair, āI just donāt want us to get in trouble.ā
āShh,ā Your lips moved to his, āBaby, you always get so nervous, just relaxā¦ā Your hand moved from his chest down to his groin, carefully dragging over your fingernails over the denim covering his slowly hardening length.
His hands gripped at your hips, a strained moan escaping him,
āIāll relax, I promiseā¦ā
āThat was easy.ā You giggled, palming his groin, lips moving back to his to stifle the groans you knew he wouldnāt be able to keep down.
He couldnāt help but buck his hips slightly, pushing harder into your hand as his moved from your hips to the soft skin beneath your shirt. Your fingers crawled up to the waistband of his jeans, carefully moving to the button before whispering against his lips.
āIs this ok?ā You asked in between his eager, excited kisses, āI know itās a little fast, but I donāt want to keep you out here all night handsome.ā
āYes.ā Jason answered back almost instantly, āPlease, just touch me.ā
Hearing him ask so politely for any kind of touch from you sent a pulse through your body. Heād often ask permission for things from you, especially when it came to intimacy. Asking you to touch him, asking for you to kiss him, asking for you to stay just a little longer in his cabin so he wouldnāt have to spend the rest of the night alone. Whenever he had asked, you always wanted to hear it over and over again. His begging was so sweet.
You smiled and moved your lips to his neck again, slowly unbuttoning and pulling down the zip at an agonizing pace, slipping your hand between the denim of his jeans and the fabric of his underwear to palm his already hard cock. He was straining against the thin cotton, pushing his hips forward to encourage you to keep moving.
āYouāre awful eager tonight.ā You giggled, your fingers teasing at the elastic band around his waist before dipping them beneath it, his skin was burning at the touch, āYou usually like taking your time.ā
āI know, Iām sorry,ā Jason looked at you with pleading eyes, his cheeks bright red as you felt his fingers trembling as they held your waist, āIt just feels like itās been so longā¦ā He leaned in and gently kissed at your lips, āI missed having you touch me, I tried doing it myself but itās not the sameā¦ā
You smiled against his lips, gently pulling down the elastic around his waist, freeing his hard cock from its constraints. A shaky whine left his lips as your soft hand wrapped around his length, fingers lightly tracing over the pulsing vein underneath. His hands gripped at your waist, trying so hard to keep his nails from digging into your skin as you teased him.
āPleaseā¦ā He whined, āPlease, I need itā¦ā
You smiled and leaned in close, your lips gently kissing along the side of his face as you whispered into his ear,
āNeed what baby?ā You could feel him trembling beneath your touch, your fingers moving at an agonizingly slow pace up and down his cock, āTell me what you need.ā
āFuck!ā Jason said quietly through gritted teeth, a gentle layer of sweat starting to form on his forehead as he tried so hard to keep his composure. āI need to cum, please.ā He couldnāt help himself from gently pushing his hips forward, āPlease, please, make me cumā¦ā
āAww, babyā¦ā You smiled, spitting down into your hand for lubricant, mixing it with the precum already dripping from his tip as you slowly pumped up and down, āI love to hear you beg~ā
Just from the slow movements of your soft hands, Jason couldnāt help but let out a quiet string of whines and whimpers. He tried so hard to keep himself quiet, knowing that even though all the others were dead asleep in their cabins, they could wake up at any second and see that you werenāt in your bunks. He knew that doing this was a bad idea, it always was, but your sweet voice always persuaded him to break the rules every once in a while.
As your hand pumped faster, he could feel his chest tightening, eyes squeezing shut to try to focus as hard as he could on how good it felt to have you touch him. Normally it wasnāt this difficult to make him finish. Usually, all it took were a few kisses on his neck and some gentle whispering about how much you adored him into his ear to do the trick. He always got so embarrassed when he felt it come too early, but he knew you didnāt mind one bit.
Jasonās hands gripped into you, one still on your waist while the other had a fistful of your camp shirt, wanting nothing more than to show you how good you made him feel. He felt your hand squeeze just a little tighter and tried so hard to keep himself quiet, but as he was finally pushed over the edge it was no use. He only managed to let out one strained moan through his clenched teeth before your hand quickly moved to cover his mouth.
You tensed slightly at the sudden feeling of his warm spend hit your bare thigh, the leg of your shorts just barely out of reach. Slowly, your hand moved away from his mouth as he quieted himself, gently caressing his cheek as you planted your lips onto his. Jason quickly tried to catch his breath as you parted, smiling against each otherās lips as he came down from his high.
āSorryā¦ā He whispered bashfully, his cheeks bright red from the mixture of embarrassment and euphoria. The littlest bit of moonlight that peeked in through the curtains on the window made it seem like he was glowing.
āItās ok, donāt apologize.ā You giggled, petting back the hair that was clinging onto his temples, leaning in to peck his cheek. āBut you will be cleaning me up.ā
the natural lifespan of a fandom is unlimited. when well tended a fandom can be functionally immortal. and yet everywhere you look you see newly bred fandoms withering and dying when theyāre barely a year old. barely even six months old. fans are looking at their six month old fandoms and saying i think itās on its last legs, should i euthanise it? when with the proper care that fandom could outlive them for decades. itās sad. sad state of affairs weāre in.
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