Hello, my love! On the one hand, I'm younger than Jude so I feel as though that's an extremely significant factor in me being more comfortable writing it than other writers may be. On the other, smut is draining. So, so exhausting. And if I write smut, honestly, I worry it's all I'll get asked for, yk? But. I like the cut of your jib, anon (the fuck does that even mean). So here's a little something I've just been... daydreaming about recently. Super quick, 4 ur eyez only type shii
tldr; not often probz idk yet. but here's a blurb or sumn.
smut under the cut :)
For the past week or two, I can not, for the life of me get subby Jude out of my head. The power dynamic is intoxicating to him; he's the Jude Bellingham, and yet nothing compared to his deity. He loves to tell you so - he can barely get the words out - he's just your plaything, a whore for you to use to your content. He has no shame begging, pleading for you to touch his throbbing cock, and he absolutely adores when you praise him, even with the dirtiest insults attached to the compliments; He's your pretty boy, a good slut who was made just for you to ride
fem!reader below,
and he. loves. when you ride his face. You sometimes have to edge him a little longer when he gets too needy and grips your thighs to drag you onto him. Each time, ofc, results in a babbling string of please and fuck, and you're well aware he doesn't even know what he's "please"-ing for or even how to properly articulate himself right now; when you're feeling a little mean, you'll make him use his words like a good boy regardless.
When you're done, he always kisses you until you both lose what little breath you had left, and/or buries his face into your neck or boobs, telling you how much he loves you in between smothering kisses. Cute boy frfr.
