#clooless x reader

[filthgf]

biting on jaime’s arm while he’s fucking you from behind >>>>>>

⠀꒰⠀⠀ a fierce bite ; 𝓔𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐢𝐝⠀ ࿐ ׂ  𑄽꣒ ˖⠀⠀ ⠀𓂅⁩⠀𝗺𝗱𝗻𝗶 ⁺ ꒱⠀unprotected sex, biting.⠀ ⊹    𓈒

⠀©⠀𝒇𝗂𝗅𝗍𝗁𝗀𝖿⠀᭝⠀2025.

you were drooling all over jaime’s arm, teeth sunk deep into his flesh, but not enough to actually hurt and draw blood. he was pounding into you ruthlessly, the smack of his hips against your ass filling the room.

he was fucking you so good, you couldn’t form a coherent thought. all you could feel was him plunging into your stretched out hole, and the twitch of his tense muscles under your teeth.

“fuuuuck, ma, you’re taking me so good,” he moaned into your ear, feeling you bite harder as he sped up his pace even more. it was all primal. quick hips, heavy groans, and hurried pants.

“shit, m’cumming—” he rutted into you as his thrusts stuttered, hissing as he faltered completely, spilling into you. you let out a rumbled moan against his arm, your insides feeling warm from his release, pussy clamping down on him, milking him.

he then pulled out, watching your now gaping hole pulse around nothing. your mixed arousals from past orgasms leaked out now that he wasn’t keeping it all plugged in. he gave your ass a playful slap before petting your head, feeling you let go of his arm.

he glanced down at the bite mark, your teeth imprinted on his skin, a smile making its way onto his face. he adjusted his fogged up glasses and messy curls, placing a kiss on your shoulder, “did so good, honey.”

[starryrealitiez]

Droid and reader finally become official and he decides to tell his friends and go public with a photo of him and you as the very last insta post. Him kissing your cheek and staring at you like you hung the moon and stars

𝐻𝒜RD-𝐿𝒜𝒰NCH

tags ;; gn!reader, you/your used aka 2nd-person, almost tooth-rotting fluff, silly and cutie droid cuz he is def a lover-boy

summary ;; droid & [reader] hard launch their relationship on insta :3

the house was loud in the way it always got whenever the whole group piled into it at once.

there were half-empty soda cans on every available surface. puffer was arguing passionately about which superhero movie had the best final battle, while pezzy kept interrupting just to annoy him. and through all of it, jaime kept looking at you, not subtly, either.

every few minutes, you’d catch him staring from across the room with that soft, helpless expression he only got around you now. as if he still couldn’t fully believe this was real. that you were real.

you sat cross-legged on the couch, laughing at something puffer said when you noticed him hovering nearby again.

“You good?” you teased quietly.

jaime blinked like you’d pulled him out of a trance. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m good.”

you giggled, raising an eyebrow at him, “you’ve been staring at me for like twenty minutes.”

“can you blame me?” he replied, giving a light shrug with an almost smug smile. heat rushed into your face immediately.

grizzy groaned dramatically from the kitchen. “oh my god, they’re disgusting now.”

jaime grinned without even looking away from you. “you’ll survive.”

that got a chorus of fake gagging noises thrown his way, but he didn’t care. because tonight was different. after months of dancing around feelings and lingering touches and “accidental” sleepovers and everyone already knowing before either of you admitted it.

you were finally official. not “kind of.” not “it’s complicated.” not hidden behind jokes and almost-confessions. his. and he was yours.

later, once the noise died down a little and everyone migrated toward games in the living room, jaime disappeared into the hallway with his phone in his hand.

you found him leaning against the wall outside his room.

“what’re you doing?” you asked.

he looked strangely nervous, which was rare for him, “okay, don’t laugh at me.”

you teased, gently nudging your shoulder against his, “that usually means I should.”

he rolled his eyes affectionately before holding up his phone, instagram was open. your stomach flipped instantly, "you’re posting?”

“yeah.” he nodded, shyly staring at you.

you mumbled just under your breath, almost with a hint of confusion, “you hate posting...”

“i know.” jaime sighed.

you narrowed your eyes suspiciously. “what are you plotting?”

instead of answering, he reached for your wrist and gently pulled you closer until you were standing between his knees where he sat on the edge of the bed.

“there,” he murmured. “perfect.”

your heartbeat stumbled. jaime lifted his phone, angling it toward both of you. you barely had time to register the camera before he turned his head and pressed a kiss against your cheek. not quick, not joking, but slow enough that warmth bloomed all the way through you.

and when you looked at him afterward? the expression on his face nearly ruined you. like he’d found something precious, like he was looking at someone he wanted to remember forever.

his eyes stayed fixed on you instead of the camera, soft and completely lovestruck, mouth curled into the faintest smile against your skin. you laughed quietly, flustered. “jai…”

“what?” he asked innocently.

you chuckled, hands fidgeting at your side, “you’re looking at me weird.”

“that’s because I’m obsessed with you.” he admitted, but it wasn't a secret.

“jesus...” you sighed, shaking your head as if you were annoyed, but you could barely hold back the smile that pursed on your lips.

jaime shrugged once more with a hint of nonchalance, “you love it.”

unfortunately, he was right. he snapped a few more pictures, but the first one was the one he kept going back to. the one where you were smiling in surprise while he kissed your cheek like it was instinct. he couldn’t help it, loving you had been the easiest thing he’d ever done.

“that one,” he said immediately. you leaned against his shoulder to look at the screen. the photo didn’t look staged or polished. It looked real.

your hand curled loosely in the fabric of his hoodie. his eyes were half-lidded and warm as he looked at you instead of the camera. the blurry hallway lights behind you both make everything feel soft. it looked like a moment someone would keep forever.

“you sure you wanna post that?” you asked quietly. jaime looked at you like the answer was obvious.

“yeah,” he said. “i want people to know 'bout you.”

something emotional stirred in your chest. not because he had to post you, but because he wanted to. proudly, openly and without hesitation.

he typed the caption for almost a full minute before finally turning the screen toward you.

" <3 "

that was it. just a heart. you snorted. “That’s your caption?”

“listen, if I say anything else, they’ll clown me for being emotional.”

“you are emotional.” you raised your eyebrows once more with a huff of a laugh.

he uttered, “only about you.”

but before you could recover from that line, he hit post. the second it uploaded, he tossed his phone aside like it no longer mattered and wrapped both arms around your waist, pulling you into his lap.

and almost immediately, his phone started to buzz with notifications for almost every platform he was active on. he buried his face against your shoulder, laughing while you hid your own embarrassed grin against his neck. then he looked up at you again.

that same soft expression, the same impossible affection in his eyes, as if you hung the moon and stars just for him. and this time, when he kissed you, neither of you cared who could've seen it.

#i wrote this while scripting for my clooless dr 🥹🫰 i lwk wanna post about it but idk if yall even care……….. but i DO have a shifting tt acc if u wanna follow ^_^ its @/spencyshifts

its mainly my clooless dr but sometimes ill post other dr’s too :3

anyways peace out you beautiful freaks inside my cellular device 🙂‍↕️🫶

[h4neypot]

japan trip – elasticdroid

pairing: elasticdroid x (fem)reader  summary: quick little soc media moments of influencer gf and streamer bf in japan! genre: fluff

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youruser: japan japan!!

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user1: wait droid is so cute

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user3: she's so gorgeous and he's just there

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user4: droid being normal is so weird to see

↳ youruser: i know i had little options for the photos for this dump

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elasticdroid: Japan lowkey tuff ‼️

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youruser: bitchin about me using one photo u took in my post and ur here posting a million of my photos????????

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BELLO dipping my feet in the elasticdroid fanbase. tried something new with the IG stories - don't know if i love it

[drysdaledaydream]

Every night, im sick and why? - Pezzy

It’s been five weeks since you last saw Max. You’ve both been missing each other deeply. When strange symptoms and late nights of nausea hit you hard in San Francisco, you chalk it up to stress. But a joking comment from Max turns into reality—and your world shifts completely. - The Neighbourhood , Staying Up

Pezzy x Reader , mentions of other steamers

Warnings: Pregnancy, mild language, comfort, found family, fluff, emotional moments.

The Neighbourhood Lyrics Masterlist - ⌂

You’re sitting cross-legged on your bed, the blue light of your laptop glowing on your face. It’s nearly 1 a.m. in San Francisco, and for the fifth night in a row, you feel like crap.

Your stomach twists. Your throat’s sore. You’re tired, nauseous, and not entirely sure why—until the FaceTime screen flashes and your heart leaps at the name.

MaxTheCat is calling…

You answer with a groggy smile. “Hey, Max”

He lights up at the sight of you, messy hair and all. “Hey you. Damn, you look like a zombie.”

“Thanks,” you mutter, rubbing your temple. “I feel like one.”

His brow creases. “Still sick?”

You nod. “Yeah… every night, I’m sick and I don’t know why.”

He pauses for a beat, then lets out a laugh. “Maybe you’re pregnant or something.”

You raise an eyebrow. “Shut up.”

“I’m just saying!” He throws his hands up. “That’d explain the mood swings and the fact you said ‘I miss you’ four times yesterday.”

You try to laugh it off, but something twists in your stomach—more nerves than nausea now. “You think I should… test?”

He goes quiet. “Wait. Are we—like, could we actually be?”

You both just stare at each other, the possibility suddenly becoming terrifyingly real.

Three Days Later

You’re staring down at a stick. Two pink lines. Not one.

You sit on the bathroom floor in your tiny San Francisco apartment, knees pulled to your chest.

Then you pick up your phone, looking for your longtime boyfriend’s name.

After 2 rings, he picks up the phone but before he could say anything you beat him to the punch “Max?”

His voice crackles through. “What’s up, beautiful?”

You take a breath. “You were right.”

There’s silence. Then: “Wait. You’re serious?”

“I’m pregnant.”

Six Months Later – Texas

The warm Texas sun dipped low in the sky, casting gold light through yours and Max’s living room windows as you stood back and watched pure chaos unfold in slow motion.

Grizzy was sitting on the floor surrounded by tools for a changing table, staring at the instructions, “who the hell made this so complicated to understand?”

“I think you just slow there man,” Droid offered, half-laughing, half-panicking as a paint can almost exploded on him as he was opening it.

“Jesus Christ!” Droid shouted, hands flying up.

“I told you not to pry it open like that dumbass!” Puffer called from the kitchen, holding a bottle of water, handing it to you.

You sat on the couch, hand on your belly as Olivia kicked softly inside. The boys had insisted on helping build Olivia’s nursery and decorating it. now that it was getting closer to the date and secretly didn’t want you nor Max to worry about it. Max’s mom had sent him some heirloom stuff and even his old baby stuff to add.

“Why didn’t we just pay someone to build this shit?” Grizzy grumbled again, staring at the pile of sad, scattered pieces on the floor.

“Because we’re not millionaires,” Smii7y mumbled under his breath, taping a paper “Baby Pez” banner to the wall.

The room fell silent.

Seven heads turned in unison.

Smii7y blinked, “wot?”

“You literally own a house and rent an apartment, bro,” Pezzy said slowly.

“You flew us first-class to Vegas because you ‘were bored,’” Droid added.

“You accidentally bought a second gaming PC because you forgot you already had one,” Puffer said, smirking.

Smii7y shrugged. “Yeah, but that doesn’t mean I wanna pay for someone to build something.”

You let out a laugh, the first full one in days, hand on your belly. “This baby is going to have the weirdest, best set of uncles.”

Max came over, pulling you gently to your feet. “You say weird like it’s a bad thing.”

“I’m pretty sure our daughter’s first word is gonna be ‘Puffer,’ and I don’t know if I’m emotionally prepared for that.”

“I hope it’s ‘Grizzy,’” Grizzy piped up, holding up a screw like it was a microphone. “I’ve already accepted the role of favorite.”

Max leaned in and kissed your temple. “She’s gonna love all of you. But mostly you.”

Hospital Room

The room was warm and buzzing, voices low and awed as the boys took turns peeking into the clear hospital bassinet where Olivia slept peacefully — for now.

“She’s got a whole head of hair already,” Grizzy whispered, peering in like he was inspecting a rare artifact. “Bet she came out with a skincare routine too.”

“She’s literally glowing,” Droid added, crossing his arms. “Like she knows she’s a star.”

Smii7y tilted his head, squinting. “I feel like she’s judging me.”

“She should be,” Blarg chimed in from the corner, cradling a juice box he’d stolen from the nurse’s station. “You said you wouldn’t cry, and you did cry.”

“Those lights are bright,” Smii7y argued, blinking dramatically. “Could’ve been allergies.”

“Sure, man,” Droid muttered, grinning. “Definitely wasn’t your voice crackin’ when she opened her eyes.”

Amid all the noise and teasing, you and Max sat side-by-side, your shoulders touching as he rested a hand gently over your wrist. Olivia had just fallen asleep again after her first bottle, her tiny chest rising and falling rhythmically.

Then the chaos paused. Not because anyone said anything — but because Chris, hasn’t said anything.

Infact Chris was quiet.

Too quiet.

You all turned to look.

Puffer was standing beside the bassinet, eyes locked on Olivia like the world had narrowed to just that single moment. His bottom lip quivered just slightly, his brows furrowed in a way you’d never seen. He looked… soft. Lost. Reverent.

“Puff?” Max said, cautiously.

Puffer didn’t respond. He reached down instead, arms open, waiting for a nod from you.

You nodded gently. “Go ahead.”

He scooped Olivia up with a kind of care you wouldn’t expect from a guy who raged at Uno. His arms cradled her like instinct — like he’d held a hundred babies, even though you were pretty sure this was his first.

And then she started to fuss. A soft whimper at first, growing louder. Her nose wrinkled, her lip wobbled.

“C’mon, Liv, don’t start—” Puffer whispered.

But then—like magic—she stopped.

Everyone blinked.

Grizzy pointed. “Yo.”

“She stopped crying,” Droid murmured.

“In his arms?” Blarg looked offended.

“Is she broken?” Smii7y asked. “Or is he some kind of baby whisperer?”

“She’s got a favorite already,” Max muttered, mock-offended.

You smiled. “Uncle Puff.”

Chris looked up, and yeah—his eyes were glassy now.

“I don’t know why I’m crying, bro,” he said with a watery laugh. “She’s just… she’s real, man. Like our baby. Like she belongs to all of us.”

The room went quiet for a second.

Then everyone, everyone, started tearing up.

Smii7y was the first to break the silence. “Okay, who gave him the main character arc?”

“You’re just mad she didn’t stop crying for you,” Droid fired back.

“Watch your mouth,” Puffer mumbled, bouncing Olivia gently. “She’s sensitive.”

You leaned into Max, laughing softly through your own tears. He wrapped an arm around you, eyes never leaving the sight of Puffer and Olivia.

“She’s got the weirdest family,” you whispered.

“But the best one,” he replied. “Hands down.”

[filthgf]

⠀꒰⠀⠀beauty marks ; 𝓔𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐢𝐝⠀ ࿐ ׂ  𑄽꣒ ˖⠀⠀ ⠀𓂅⁩⠀𝗺𝗱𝗻𝗶 ⁺ ꒱⠀suggestive kissing.⠀ ⊹    𓈒

⠀©⠀𝒇𝗂𝗅𝗍𝗁𝗀𝖿⠀᭝⠀2026.

jaime squirms each time you place your lips on his skin, leaving behind smeared up chapstick kisses over the many, dainty beauty marks that litter his body.

his hands will twitch at your sides, fingertips shyly brushing against your shirt, threatening to pull you closer and into something more. a warm flush will coat his skin, his face completely heated as it spreads downward, slowly blooming across his body.

a tent would gradually grow in his pants the further down you take your lips, begging to be set free the closer you get. but you’re a tease. you’d make your way back up, placing a longer kiss to the small brown dot just below his collarbones, sitting right where his chest starts. then you’d continue your journey back up to his face.

he’d whine your name against your lips as you kiss him, your chapstick hydrating his cold ones—having dried up from his mouth hanging open in the air. jaime would finally grab onto you, fully pulling you into his lap, and setting you on top of the bulge you created, mumbling about how much you affect him as his movements against your mouth get sloppier.

[filthgf]

droid fic where you guys are on facetime and you hear him breathing heavily over the phone ..

⠀꒰⠀⠀facetime ; 𝓔𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐢𝐝⠀ ࿐ ׂ  𑄽꣒ ˖⠀⠀ ⠀𓂅⁩⠀𝗺𝗱𝗻𝗶 ⁺ ꒱⠀est. relationship, male. masturbation.⠀ ⊹    𓈒

⠀©⠀𝒇𝗂𝗅𝗍𝗁𝗀𝖿⠀᭝⠀2026.

you were on the phone with your boyfriend, mindlessly ranting about your day while he listened to you. it had been a particularly hard day at work, and you were in the middle of telling him all about the asshole you and your coworkers had to deal with today. that’s when you heard it.

“what are you doing?” you spoke quietly, cutting off your rambles due to the heavy sounds of your boyfriend’s breathing coming through the other side of the phone. “jai, are you okay?” concern settled between your brows and laced itself in your tone. you glanced over at your phone, set up perfectly to show your upper body as you sat by your vanity.

“h-hah—huh? no, no, yeah i’m.. i’m good, baby, keep goin’,” he tried to be quieter, tried to silence himself or at best muffle the noises he was making. he forcefully smoothed out the trembling crease on his forehead, licking his lips with a slight shudder. but you caught the way his shoulder moved, that gradual, slow rhythm.

you couldn’t help but smirk as you went back to taking off your makeup, thinking about how he was genuinely getting off to you complaining about your job. you snuck your bottom lip under your teeth, catching sight of the way he matched your action through your peripheral. you could barely make out the way his body jolted, surely pushing his cock further into his fist.

“y’know you don’t have to be quiet with it, right?” the whisper slipped out of you before you turned back to the phone, seeing his face contort into a mix of confusion and something resembling how desperate he was, both in hiding his actions, but also wanting to keep it going.

“wha- huh?” he voiced, “i don’t know what you mean- what you’re talking about.” he deflected, laughing a bit to play it up. “don’t even try it. i hear the way you’re gasping, breathing like something’s stopping you. just do it, be loud—let me hear you.” your words shut him up quick, but you could see the way his lips wobbled. he was holding back.

jaime just stared at you, taking in your features as he dragged his hand up and over his shaft, pumping at a pace that finally made him let out the moan he had been restraining for god knows how long, swiping his thumb over the slit in his tip, smearing the beaded precum over his skin.

you smiled at the blissful noises he was letting out, picking up your phone and making your way over to your bed, switching the camera to show your hand down your underwear, fingers bulging from the cotton, making it known that you were toying with yourself. that’s what did it for him, knowing that you were now getting off because of him. and both of you knew he was gonna come over when it was all done.

[filthgf]

⠀꒰⠀⠀stream secret ; 𝓔𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐢𝐝⠀ ࿐ ׂ  𑄽꣒ ˖

⠀𓂅⁩⠀ 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁 ⁺ ꒱⠀est. relationship, blowjob during a livestream, forced silence, mentions of a horror game.⠀ ⊹    𓈒

⠀©⠀𝒇𝗂𝗅𝗍𝗁𝗀𝖿⠀᭝⠀2025.

“well, what the fuck?!” droid furrowed his brows at his screen, laughing right after with whoever he was playing with. you didn’t really pay attention to the names he screamed during the horror game—pezzy? grizzy? hell, it could’ve been smii7y or yumi. its not that you weren’t listening out of malice, no. you were just… preoccupied.

tucked between his legs under his desk sat you. it was cramped, of course it was. but the sight in front of you made you suck it up and deal with it—literally. his cock was stuffed in your mouth, tip continuously hitting the beginning of your throat, muffling your gags around his shaft. thank god he screams loud during jumpscares.

you bobbed your head while your hand pumped whatever couldn’t fit, your other perched on his thigh to hold yourself up. your cheeks hollowed as he jolted, unintentionally thrusting himself further into your mouth, feeling the vibrations of your moan echo around his cock.

“fuck,” he whispered shakily to himself. he played it off with a laugh and a joke about the jumpscare, keeping his composure as to not alert his chat or friends of anything going on. his camera was zoomed in and focused on his head, meaning he had to put on his best poker face while his lower body betrayed him.

he tried his hardest to not make it obvious—he would normally bounce his leg anyway, so there’s nothing else he could be doing, right?

the muscles in his thighs tensed as you dragged your tongue around him, the squelch thankfully being covered by the game audio. he twitched in your mouth as he agreed to pause the game, telling chat he was gonna turn on music during the break. he then turned his head to read the flying messages, one catching his eye immediately.

“where’s your girlfriend?”

the question rang in your head like a blaring alarm. you continued to suck him off while simultaneously awaiting his answer, feeling him lean forward, his hands coming around your head—one holding your hair, and the other at the nape of your neck. he pressed you against him repeatedly, feeling the sloppy mess of your drool and his precum coat himself and your face, dripping around your hand and his pajama pants.

he face fucked you as discreetly as possible while he answered, “she’s busy right now, but i’ll see if she wants to come on stream later.” he lied blatantly. his eyes scanned the chat again, smiling as they begged for you to show up, all while he worked himself up by using your mouth without anybody knowing.

“alright, alright, i get it, damn!” he joked, “you guys wanna see her more than you wanna see me, craaaazy,” that shit-eating grin never left his face. it was the level of deceit he had to play that was making him all giddy. the fact that you were now actively swallowing waves of his cum while he spoke to his fans like nothing was happening, like he wasn’t absolutely coating your throat in sticky white ropes of his arousal, it was maddening in the hottest way possible.

he let out the smallest whimper as he relaxed back in his chair, cock softening and growing more sensitive as you sucked and licked every last drop out of his slit. his body shuddered as he gently pulled you off, making sure his upper body stayed normal. he glanced down while faking a nose wipe and fixing his glasses, giving you a satisfied smile while he watched you wipe your lips with the back of your hand.

[filthgf]

Droid putting you in a Full Nelson whispering dirty praise in your ear

⠀꒰⠀⠀full nelson ; 𝓔𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐢𝐝⠀ ࿐ ׂ  𑄽꣒ ˖⠀⠀ ⠀𓂅⁩⠀𝗺𝗱𝗻𝗶 ⁺ ꒱⠀unprotected sex, full nelson, praise.⠀ ⊹    𓈒

⠀©⠀𝒇𝗂𝗅𝗍𝗁𝗀𝖿⠀᭝⠀2026.

jaime has you on top of him, knees bumping your shoulders as he held your legs up, limbs dangling in the air past your claves.

he’s praising how wet you are while you gasp and mewl, looking down and watching as he thrusts his cock upwards into you, full shaft disappearing into your folds while you clamp down on him. the dual sensation of his girth splitting you open, and the low grumbles spilling out of his mouth and into your ear was overwhelming.

he had his feet planted on the bed, knees bent as he used all his might to drive his cock further inside. your folds wrapped around him, hole sucking him in at each push, and you moaned as his balls slapped up against the skin of your ass, rhythmically smacking in time with your noises.

jaime whispered pure filth into your ear, breath hot and panting. “look at you, taking me so well, huh? almost like you were meant for this—mmf, shit—meant to take my cock, huh, baby?” he cooed, drilling deeper at nearly every word. “makin’ such a pretty mess for me... tryna coat me in your juices? yeah? gonna cum on me? cover my cock and show me how good i’m makin’ you feel? you’re doing so good, baby, i know you can do it—hah—c’mon, lemme see it, show me. cum on me.”

all that came out of you was a tumble of whines and whimpers as jaime practically jammed himself through your walls, his tip continously bumping the ring of your cervix, making you arch your back off his chest. you both knew you were close, dangerously so. he adjusted his grip from your legs to the back of your head, palms planted on your skull, fingertips holding you tight, all while the muscles in his arms flexed to keep your trembling legs upright.

you came unannounced, a pleasured shriek scratching its way out of your throat while your body spasmed around his length, pussy clenching and desperately trying to milk him through your own orgasm. “there y’go.... oh, fuuuuck—” his head flew back while his pace stuttered for a split second, picking back up at a quicker speed as he chased his own high.

“god, sweetheart, y’pullin’ on me like—fuck, fuck—” he groaned. sweat coated your flesh, a droplet making its way down his temple. “shit, baby, m’close.. m’s’close—! keep squeezing me like that, yeah, yeahhh—jesus christ, you feel... you feel so good, fuck!” jaime pulled out quickly, cum shooting out of his slit as soon as the sex-filled air hit his slicked up cock.

warm semen coated your folds and the surrounding skin, shining in the slightly dimmed lighting of the bedroom. he moved his arms to wrap around your torso, lowering your legs onto his own. his hands soothed over your skin, one rubbing your belly, and the other snaking down to massage your thigh in case of any strain from the position he had you in. he pressed chaste kisses to the top and sides of your head as you both tried to catch your breaths. “did so, so amazing, baby. m’so proud of you, honey. so proud.” and all you did in response was sigh contently, resting against his figure beneath you.