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[reds-hoodies]

Joy Ride

MDNI

Tags: Jason Todd x Fem!Reader, Face Sitting, Oral (Fem receiving)

Word Count: ~440

Author’s Notes: so we’ve all seen Dan Mura’s take on Jason, yeah? Right… right…

Jason makes it a point to not bring work home.

But for this, he’s willing to make an exception.

His callused hands trail up your hips to hold you securely on top of him, pushing your thighs down so that you can grind more firmly to the muzzle of his half-mask.

He can feel you shaking, your hips rolling against his face as your legs nearly give out.

And, look, you asked to use his mask, but he didn't know how much more of this he could take.

The scent of you, the way you looked sat over him and gripping the headboard- it was all so much.

You asked him to stay still, and he promised he would, but- His hazy eyes flick up your body and a hand grips your ass, making you buck forward and press his head to the mattress.

He groans, and the sound ricochets off the hard carbon fiber and vibrates deliciously against you. Your hips stutter.

But he needed to taste you. He needed every last drop you could give him. He needed to feel you against his tongue. He needed-

The sting of your hand pulling at his hair nearly had his eyes rolling back. The pace of your rocking picked up, had him massaging your thighs to encourage you more.

The rough material angled and rubbed against you just right, pushing and dragging against your clit. Your sounds are incoherent gasps and whines until you keen so beautifully above him, reaching your climax.

You stay there a moment, shaking and panting before you lift from him. He could see a string of your spend connecting his mask to your dripping pussy. It pulsates with the aftershocks of your high. Taunting him.

Breathless, you look down at the mess you made and let out a sigh, “Oh, Jason, I-”

The mask clatters harshly against the far wall.

Fuck that thing.

He gives you no time to think before he drags you back down to his mouth. You yelp and grip at the headboard to balance yourself.

He moans against you, eyes rolling back and grabbed for your ass to tug you closer and spread you further for him.

Pulling at his hair, you arch your back from the overstimulation, hips raising - or attempting to. He’d wrapped an arm around your legs, you weren’t going anywhere.

He may need to get a new mask, because as much as he’d love to parade it around knowing you fucked his muzzle— Jason was a possessive man. And there was no way in hell he was letting anyone else get close to it.

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[thoughtfulchaos773]

This is my friend...

[musingstv]

a list of random objects for your muse to carry around with them or to have as a signature item !

magazine perfume samples

a kazoo

a harmonica

shaped sticky notes

an old mp3 player

nail glue

a magic 8 ball

a magic conch

silly bandz

a vintage compact mirror

a variety of gum packs

funky hair clips

uno

silky hair ties

a clown nose

balloons

plastic vampire teeth

a full pandora charm bracelet

tarot cards

a gameboy

a deck of playing cards

a zippo lighter

a fidget spinner / fidget cube

an old movie theater / concert ticket

a tape recorder

neon duct tape

a bedazzler

glitter eyeshadow

used giftcards

a painted housekey

costume jewelry

tangled headphones

a sticker covered skateboard

a stamp book

a tiny tin carrier

mini plastic ducks

a crushed pack of cigarettes

funky pens

silly earrings

[wolvebonez]

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[mad3lyncline]

𝑹𝑼𝑫𝒀 𝑷𝑨𝑵𝑲𝑶𝑾 & 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑺𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑲𝑬𝑺 . Outer Banks ( 2020 – ) .