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Arkham 🎃 with 🪑 and 🟠🟦 with fem!reader please oh great Finnie 🥺💚
Taste
arkham!scarecrow x female!reader/sitting in their lap
baby you're all good! also please my ego will be so inflated jkhjkhasd 💚
minors DNI!! 🔞 500 words, cw: shy/subby jon, orgasm denial, finger stuff
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In bra and panties, you sat astride Jonathan’s lap, his body completely unclothed, pinned to the seat beneath you, but putting up no fight, no temptation to get out from under your hold. His pale, scarred skin was cool under you, soft to the touch, and sensitive enough that you drew shaking breaths from him just by trailing your fingers along him, a light, ghosting touch.
You let yourself shift back and forth, grinding against him, his cock, hard, twitching, precum seeping from the tip, his head slick with his own arousal and yours, which rubbed onto him from the fabric of your underwear as you let your lips, still clothed and covered, rub against his twitching length.
He was completely under your control, and you felt immensely powerful, driven to a state of wild, intense desire and desperation as you teased him, giving him everything, and yet nothing.
Jonathan opened his mouth, his jaw hanging loose, tongue lapping at his ragged lips, trying to wet them, trying to entice you to them. You let a soft kiss fall to them before sitting back up.
“Tell me what you want, Jonathan.”
He whimpered before he spoke, taking you in, his hands hovering over your thighs before he let his palms rest on them, sharp fingers dragging along, digging into your skin.
“I want you to touch me.”
“Where?”
“Please.”
“Come on, Crane, use your words.”
“Anywhere, touch me anywhere. I don’t care, please.”
With his cock pressed between your mound and his abdomen, you caressed his cheek, thumb soft as it stroked back and forth before following his jaw line down, pulling at his chin, our fingers lingering on his breast bone before taking his nipples between them, rolling them under your knuckles, his sharp whines tingling your body.
You let go, jutting your hips forward, offering him a tiny bit of sweet friction before you leaned back, his hands holding you steady, firm on your lower back.
“What else do you want, Jonny?”
“Taste.”
“Hm?”
You smile at him, almost smirking at his verbal capacity, his intelligence drained, cock hard, brain devoid of any thoughts aside from the ones that involved you.
He strained his neck towards you, mouth hanging loose.
“I want to know how you taste.”
A soft laugh, one that had him throwing his had back with a groan. You slipped two fingers into the band of your underwear, pushing them between your swollen, soaking lips, pressing into you, walls tightening around your own digits, as you collected your slick, fingers wet when you pulled them back out.
Jonathan was looking back at you now, leaning into you, towards you, unable to reach you from where he was held.
You brought your fingers to his mouth, his tongue out and flat, ready to receive. As you pressed them to it, he groaned, the vibration felt on your fingertips, his gratitude obvious as he enclosed his mouth around you, lips sliding up and down as he sucked your fingers clean, savouring the taste.
@taliscat is the original artist of that little Ed boy I just copied it to see at work like a motivational cat poster. Please check out the artist they deserve all credit and attention for their work i bootlegged
