I wanna ride shy boxer duncs thigh while jealous boxer jim watches after a fight between them and dunc winning 😩😩
this one sent me into orbit when i first got it vfjkgd omfg
riding his thigh... your dressed bunched up around your waist... his hands on your hips... feeling his fingers dig into your skin...
jim stopped halfway through the door when he saw your back facing him moving on duncans lap
he knows he should have stopped looking. knows he should have left. but he couldnt tear his eyes away from the way your hips rolled on duncans lap... couldnt stop listening to the soft pants that came from you... he imagined the way your face would look... glossy eyed and desperate for release...
duncan would catch a movement in the corner of his eye and look up to see jim standing there, jaw slack, eyes trained on your ass.
he knew your history with him... felt like he should be angry at jim for intruding... angry for looking at you so lustfully... but he finds himself... more aroused than ever.. he wants to make jim jealous.. make him hear how you belong to him and only him...
"fuck, baby," he'd give you sloppy wet kisses... trailing them down to your neck.
little moans would start falling off your lips as you got closer and closer... duncan would his thigh a little making you yelp and grind down harder on his lap.
"say my name," duncan would look at jim dead in the eyes as he tugged on your hair, "tell me who's lap your covering with your sticky mess," he'd nearly growl in your ear.
jim would still be frozen as duncan smirked over at him when he heard you whining and moaning his name
"thats my girl," he'd grip your ass, "tell him who's making you feel so good," he'd nod his head towards jim, making you look over your shoulder to see jim's been watching
"dont stop, princess," he'd instruct.
youd keep working yourself on his thigh... putting on a show for them... showing jim.. that you were duncans... youd attach your lips to his ear.. bite down on his neck, sucking on it gently.. leaving your mark..
"its you... its you.. dunc..."
jims cheeks would be flushed red... his forehead sweaty... his cock straining in his pants... he wouldn't be able to watch you finish before scurrying off to find a place to.. take care of himself...
