can u pls write 90s/mullet James with breed kink??😫
I don’t know if this is how you imagined it, but this is the idea I came up with… I hope you like it :)
Mine
Warnings: breeding!kink, dirty talking, unprotected sex, creampie.
It's midnight, the house is silent, your room softly lit by warm, dim lights. The light scent of vanilla mixes with the fragrance of your skin, still warm from the shower. You sit on the bed in your black silk and sheer lace lingerie, bought especially for him.
The living room door opens, and your heart pounds in your chest. You're especially excited and emotional since you haven’t seen James in two weeks, and today is his birthday. You want to make it special—the most special of all.
You hear his heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. He opens the door slowly, expecting to find you asleep.
“Christ…” he whispers. His eyes are wide, and he stands frozen in the doorway as if paralyzed.
“Happy birthday, love. I missed you so much” you say in a low, sensual voice, letting your gaze linger over his tall frame as you slowly run your hands along your body, teasing him.
He moves toward you, his eyes never leaving your body. You feel hot, aroused, aching for him.
"I missed you too sweety, you're so freaking hot". He leans down to kiss you, a kiss that holds all the unspoken words and repressed emotions of the past two weeks apart due to his tour. You’ll never tire of the way he kisses you, of the way his hands touch you, making you feel his desire like a raging river that sweeps you away.
The weight of the longing is palpable, your tongues meet hungrily. You missed everything about him: his scent, his warmth, his body.
James breaks the kiss to undress quickly, and you help him by unbuckling his belt and pants. You bite your lip when you see his erection pressing against the fabric of his boxers, you had missed him so much.
Making love with him is always something intense and indescribable, but this time it feels different. This time, you want to give him all of yourself and try to give him what he’s always wanted: a child—even though he doesn’t know it yet.
You stare at his naked body as if it’s the first time you’re seeing it.You can’t look away. His presence, his scent, the power in his body it’s intoxicating.
You don’t even have a chance to breathe: your lingerie has done its job too well. James is on you in a heartbeat, hands greedy, mouth ravenous. His lips trail fire along your throat, tasting and devouring you. His breath is hot, his need palpable as he bites down just hard enough to make you gasp, marking your neck, your breasts, your collarbones like you belong to him.
“This lingerie…” he growls against your skin, voice thick with desire. “You’re trying to fucking kill me.”
With your finger, you pull him even closer by his choker, drawing him into another searing, erotic kiss. His erection presses against your already damp panties as he moves over you, rubbing himself along your folds, making you feel every inch of him, his breath ragged, his growl low and feral.
His impatient hands yank off your bra, nearly tearing it away, and then it’s your thong’s turn, he removes it with his mouth, never taking his eyes off you, devouring you with his gaze.
“You’re even more beautiful like that” he says as he moves toward the nightstand to grab the condom as usual.
“No, wait… tonight I want you to fuck me raw.”
James stares at you, that moment seems eternal, suspended in time, his mouth slightly curved in a devilish smile, he had been waiting for this moment for a long time and finally it had arrived.
"You want me to fuck a baby into you? mmm? is that what you want?" His voice is low and intense, it makes you tremble.
You open your legs to invite him, and he goes back on top of you. His fingers move to your clit before sliding down between your folds, applying increasing pressure. His touch, at times rough and assertive, is all you need to get even more turned on.
"Are you sure? Are you ready, baby? I want to give you all of me."
You’ve never seen him this turned on, and you’ve never felt this way either. The moment he slowly penetrates you all the way inside, your eyes roll back, and your hands grip the sheets.
Feeling him raw drives you crazy, and he - damn - he’s just as lost in the moment as you are.
“My God, I'll last two minutes, you’re so warm… ffuck.”
His slow, sensual movements make you enjoy every little sensation. You feel him swollen inside you, so hard it almost hurts, but it’s a sweet, overwhelming, pleasurable kind of pain.
"I want to fill you up completely... you're mine." His voice is a breathy whisper between moans, and the way he says it makes your pussy throb, you're absolutely soaked.
You look into his eyes and see the way he's staring at you, like nothing else in the world matters — just your bodies, tangled together, and this desperate, primal desire to create something that's yours, forever.
As he thrusts deeper into you, he slightly picks up the pace and shifts to his knees, lifting your ankles onto his shoulders.
From that position, he looks down at you — he can see everything: the way he’s sliding into you, how your wet, throbbing pussy takes him in with no barriers between your pleasure this time, for the first time.
And it’s intoxicating, overwhelming: a raw, consuming sensation.
"You have no fucking idea how much I needed this... to fuck you raw, to feel you deep, every inch... shit, I wanna breed you baby..."
The new position completely wrecks you. James can feel it, the way your pussy clenches around him, sucking him in like you never want to let go.
You watch him struggle to hold back, biting his bottom lip as he starts slamming into you harder, his hands gripping your hips tight to keep you still while his eyes stay locked on where he’s buried inside you — obsessed, like watching his cock disappear into your dripping cunt is the most perfect thing he’s ever seen.
"I want to fuck you all night like this, fill you up until you're carrying my baby... God, you'll look so fucking gorgeous with that swollen belly" he growls, his words punctuated by each hard thrust and your breathless moans.
"I'm yours James...I can feel every inch of you" you gasp, your thoughts lost in the haze of desire, reduced to incoherent whispers driven by pure lust.
The way he talks to you is so erotic that it's making you come and when he brings his thumb to your clit making light circular movements you start to shake uncontrollably.
Your legs fall from his shoulders opening even more, James' movements become fast, dry, deep while your orgasm expands in your body continuously taking your breath away.
"J- James come inside me.. fill me up...now" You manage to say as the wave of pleasure slowly begins to fade. Your words send him even more into overdrive, he lowers himself onto you, crushing you with his weight literally doubling you in a mating press, you feel his cock in your stomach, with one hand he holds your jaw tight, dominating you in a rough, almost animalistic way.
"I'm about to come.. I'm about to come inside you, I'm going to breed you, fffuck... I'm going to fill you up to the hilt" you feel the bed move under his thrusts and after a few strokes you feel a hot and copious jet expand inside you and his hot and labored breathing in your ear. You've never heard him come like this and it's beautiful, primal and intense.
A few moments pass in silence, him still buried deep inside you, trembling with soft spasms. You’re gasping for breath, savoring the sensation, your fingers trailing through his hair, down to his sweaty, taut back, and finally settling on his firm, arched ass. When he pulls out slowly, he can’t resist staring at your dripping pussy, soaked with his hot cum. With a wicked grin, he dips his index finger into your slick core and slowly pushes his still-warm seed back inside you, making you shudder.
“Fuck, look at you, how damn full you are. I’m gonna stay up all night, breeding you deep until I’m drained of every last drop”. His eyes blaze into your core, pupils wide and dark, his hungry stare locked on your dripping folds and that tight, pulsing hole as one hand caress your belly, slowly.
“this was amazing, James. I can feel it, you know? Something’s changed. Tonight is the right night.” You say this, placing your hand over his on your lap.
“Yes. We’re ready.” James’s genuine, excited smile has an unexpected effect on you, and you feel your eyes welling up, filling with tears of happiness.
