I don't know how to properly ask for a request but I'm just a slut needing some dumbification daddy kink with jake jensen
You ask and you shall receive bestie !! This is set in the checkpoint universe !
A hand slaps over your mouth, muffling your loud cry as your hips collide with the counter. Your skirt is hiked up and shirt lying on the floor, tears of pleasure pooling in your eyes as Jake pounds into you from behind. Wet noises filling the cramped bathroom as chatter echoes from down the hall.
“You really want me to gag you, huh?” Jake mutters, moving his hand to your throat and pulling you against his chest. His breath fans against your cheek, “everyone is going to hear what a slut you are for me, baby. I bet they’re listening to these pathetic sounds right now.”
Your knees tremble before Jake replaces his hand with his bicep, adding pressure until you let out a mewl. His thick cock stretches you wide, the bulbous tip kissing your cervix with every thrust, only adding to the heat in your belly.
Your juices trail down your thighs, probably seeping into the fabric of his jeans since he was still fully dressed. Jake only had enough patience to shove you into the bathroom, tear off your shirt and unbutton his pants, you’re lucky you pulled up your skirt before he ripped that off too.
“If you wore panties, I’d shove them in your mouth since you’re so loud.” Jake grunts lowly, his glasses are foggy. “And this cunt, so fucking wet, you hear that? Hear daddy’s cock fucking your pussy?”
You want to reply, but all you can mange is a whimper. Every thought fading away with each of his thrusts.
“Stupid girl, forgot to put them on again? I touch you once and you can’t fucking think.” He meets your gaze in the reflection which doesn’t last long because your unfocused eyes flicker between his face and his bulging bicep.
You inhale, lips quivering, “Y-Your fault.”
Jake chuckles darkly, tightening his hold. “It’s my fault that you started riding my thigh at home? All I did was tell you how pretty you are.” He smirks when you only moan, “stupid girl, can’t even function without me. Has to be touched and fucked all the time.”
His hips are unrelenting as his other hand trails down your stomach, and slips between your folds, you’re soaked, dripping down his cock to his balls.
“Wish I could see your greedy pussy, watch your cream coat my dick, and make you clean your stupid mess too.”
After demolishing your friends in a video game in the living room, he called himself daddy—“that’s it,” He gloated, collecting the cash from each of the men’s hands, “that’s what I love to see, come to daddy.”
“Sweet girl, I call myself daddy and you go dumb. You didn’t hear a thing Steve said to you.”
You weakly shake your head, clit humming under his fingers as your thighs snap shut, trapping his hand there. Jake couldn’t be more right, after seeing the veins in his neck tense, his intense focus on the television screen and those skilled fingers glide over the buttons of the controller, you couldn’t control yourself. He was so effortlessly attractive and you were absolutely hooked on him.
His digits slide down further, tracing your stretched hole around his cock, smearing your juices back up to your button and rubbing it. “Don’t worry, baby, daddy will do all the thinking for you.” His lips briefly meet yours before your jaw falls slack, toes curling on the tiles as his length hits your special spot. Little uh’s slip from your mouth.
“There it is, I fucking love that face.” Jake groans, unable to look away from your blissed-out expression. “You going to let me cum in your little fuckhole? Fill you up until it drips out so everyone sees how messy you get. That you’re just daddy’s dumb baby? My stupid little cumdump?
Does he prefer to be the one initiating or does he prefer if reader does?
The latter might inspire thots 😳
mhm what about both—
You’re studying on your bed and Jake comes up behind you, lightly petting over your panties until you’ve soaked through. He puts you on hands knees and doesn’t waste any time slipping between your folds, getting himself slick with your juices. When he finally breaches your hole, he pulls your head by your hair, “keep studying, baby, I’ll be testing you later.”
And, when he’s playing video games on the couch, half-dressed and shouting at his friends, you crawl between his spread thighs. After some kissing over his shorts, you get to work—wrapping your lips around his thick head. You suckle on his balls and your saliva drips down his girth, unmistakable wet noises gagging fill the room and are picked up by his mic—“who the fuck is getting a blowjob?” That’s when you take your cue, skipping off to his bedroom while Jake pants, his hard cock lying against his abs as he fumbles with an explanation, “I just—she—you know what? I have to go.” His friends laugh, “did she give you blue balls, Jensen?”
Sonny, so… I’m just a big h-word b-word but if you could, could you please do a part two of Checkpoint? Elaborate on Jensen’s skills, if you may 🥵
😼 I don’t know when part 2 will come but I’d love to discuss his ✨skills✨ — send some thots besties
Jake isn’t afraid to use toys or restraints.
Movie nights are full of snacks, pillows and blankets, then it ends after you make a fort and according to Jake, “we have to fuck in here now, claim it as our own.” And, how could you argue with that logic? Short answer, you can’t.
He’ll tie your wrists to the headboard and slip his cock into you and just stay there. Slowly moving a vibrator over your throbbing clit, switching between speeds and intensities so he can feel you clench and drip down his length.
“Fuck, that’s it—shh, it’s okay, you’re okay.” He shushes, covering your mouth when you scream a little too loud. It wouldn’t be the first time your neighbours asked you to keep it down but Jake doesn’t want to accidentally answer the door nude again. “You okay?”
You nod, tugging the ties around your wrists. Your cunt pulsates around his dick, squeezing him so tightly that he gets lightheaded.
He inhales and presses in deep, his fat tip kissing your cervix. He groans, licking your juices from the toy, heated eyes meeting yours. “You’re going to ride my face later, after I fill up this little pussy, yeah?”
One day, he surprises you with your favourite take-out and an important question. “Baby, how do you feel about free use?”
This just showed up on my fyp and I wasn't ready for it 🤣🤣
Im curious about what would happen if check point!reader sent this to Jake?🤔🤪
himbo turns to daddy in the matter of seconds😫😫
“…I haven’t had a toaster strudel in years.” Jake murmurs, staring intently at the video on his phone. You’re sitting at the kitchen table, watching each expression take over his face. “Pony Express was a mail delivery service, wasn’t it?”
Your eyes meet from across the room, his so blissfully ignorant. It was surprising how he can be so smart but so not-smart at the same time.
“Horse-mounted service.”
“Oh.” He hums, “so… you want me to bake for you and buy you a horse?”
Your phone clatters to the counter as you stomp over to him, crawling over the back of the couch and shoving him onto the cushions. His eyes widen and his plump pink lips part, bare torso flexing as you straddle his hips.
You cup his face, squeezing his cheeks, “Ice me like a toaster strudel with your cream.”
It takes a few moments for him to understand, you have no clue what was going through his mind but eventually, he gasps. A red flush spreads down his chest. “Oh—oh, I get it. I would but the boys are coming over in like fifteen, remember?”
“So? We’ve had shorter time frames.” You slowly grind down, pulling up his your shirt. “Remember that flight to the wedding? Now we’re proud members of the Mile High Club.”
Jake does remember, in fact, he’s thought about it almost everyday since. The tiny airplane washroom was cramped as hell, he got a few bruises from the abrupt escapade. From cuddling on the seats to getting railed however-many-feet in the air, with your panties pulled to the side and his fingers deep in your mouth, your choked whimpers music to his ears.
“C’mon, daddy,” you moan, bracing yourself on his chest as his growing bulge rubs against your centre, “I miss you so bad, and you’re going to ignore me when your friends are here…”
Jake glares at you, knowing fully that he never ignores you, regardless of who is visiting. “It isn’t nice to lie. For that, you’re going to be fucking limping when they come here, and you best bet I’m gonna fill you pretty cunt.”
Jake is probably like she always wants to sleep cockwarming me but does she like like me 🥺✨
hear me out, cockwarming while he’s helping you study—if you get more than five questions wrong, he gets a p*ssyjob and you don’t get to cum, me thinks great motivation😳
checkpoint!jake making you play videogames with the guys (orr other players you don’t even know) while he makes you pay for the last time you made him cum with his cock in your mouth, everything heard by his friends. (not that he didn’t like it, his sicker side was selfishly proud that you were willing to let them know that your sex life is great, but you two could play at this game, right?)
so, it starts innocently, he doesn’t tell you what he’s planning on doing, letting you sit in his lap and play. then he starts getting handsy and you just giggle at him, telling him to stop, but not really meaning it. for every lost game, he makes you take off a piece of clothing, knowing that it will be quick since you’re not particularly good at this game. and, at some point, he’s got you naked and spread open, your back to his chest, fingering you until you’re crying, occasionally spanking your pussy for being too loud. then he just shoves you on your knees, making you lay flat on the plush carpet on your tummy, spreading your ass before he spits on your tight hole and fucks it with his thumb🙂dumbification is included.
it’s 1:1 now and he’s determined to win this game.
sigh, i’m just weak for nerds (one in particular) who are sick and filthy🥴
GOODNESS—the way this checked every box of mine, oh bestie this will be a blurb one day
Checkpoint!jake helping you study by eating you out and edging you until you get the answers right (you tell him that’s not working in the slightest but he’s too preoccupied to care)
Checkpoint!jake being warmed while he’s studying and for every task he makes it through you’ll ride him (that doesn’t stop him from just slightly moving his hips for friction but he stops it when you threaten to simply not warm him at all)
