Pretty pussy || Jim Root & Mick Thomson
tw: fingering. jim is more soft!dom while mick is more mean!dom. also not proofread lmao so my bad if there’s spelling errors.
you had your arms cuffed behind your back while sitting on the couch in mick’s lap, his giant calloused fingers wrapped around your ankles to keep your legs open.
"look how wet she is, mick." Jim said, rubbing his middle finger up & down her hole softly while staring straight at your exposed flesh. Mick chuckled as he heard a small whine leave your mouth, "she likes that— she likes that a lot." his deep voice rumbled as his grip on your ankles tighten while a small tent forms in his pants.
"stop doing that.." you whine nearly breathlessly, squirming in his lap, try to close your legs due jim’s teasing. "no no, keep your legs open for papa, babygirl." jim said before sliding his middle finger in slowly, making you bite your lip in pleasure as his long, thick fingers push past your gspot; making a broken moan slip past your lips & shiver violently.
"oh, that’s the spot." mick chuckled after feeling you shiver violently. "yeah, she loves that," jim confirmed before slowly speeding up, "she’s gripping my finger, she loves that." jim finished. "you love that," mick began, letting one of your legs go as he grabbed your face by your cheeks, his thumb & middle smushing your cheeks together as he forced you to look at him, "don’tcha babygirl?" he finished, waiting for your answer.
your back arched off of his midsection as a moan flew right out your mouth. jim started fingering you faster, the sound of your tight cunt being forced open by jim’s quick strokes of his fingers threw him into a frenzy. "oh, what a pretty fucking pussy.." he hissed, using his free hand to spread open your lips, exposing your throbbing clit. the sudden exposure to your precious bud made you jolt, pushing yourself off of mick’s chest but he quick pulled you back down, "stay. still." he commanded, making your skin crawl.
"p-pa, i can’t t-take it..!~" you complained before your eyes rolled to the back of your head, melting into micks large chest as your papa, jim, started using his thumb, circling your clit as he pumped his long, thick fingers into your hole. "yes you can, we believe in you— don't you, mick?" jim asked, looking up at mick with a sinister smile.
"she knows that, she’s just being a big fuckin’ baby." mick chuckles, looking down at you, helpless in his arms. you felt embarrassed, humiliated even. the way he was talking to you was so rude, but you loved it. "i ain't no baby!" you retorted before you felt a stinging sensation on your cheek; mick had slapped you.
"raise your voice at me again & see if I won’t fuck you up, pretty." mick warned & when he did, he only does it once. he runs a VERY strict program. "sorry, daddy.." you apologized before another moan ripped through your mouth; jim was now sucking on your clit. "papa, please! ‘m g-gon..—" you began but was cut off from mick choking you.
"let papa eat that pretty pussy, 'kay?" mick said before his grip tightened around your neck, causing your vision to blur but you loved it; jim between your legs pampering you while mick was bullying you. it was a perfect balance— until you reached your climax.
"jim!!" you screamed aloud, your hole clenching in intervals around his fingers while he continued to eat you out, until he heard you call you by his government name, not his title. "say what?" he said, honestly shocked. he gave you all this pleasure just so you can call him ole measly 'jim'.
"i-.. i didn’t mean t— no no, it’s fine," jim cut you off, looking up at you as he licked his fingers & cleaned his lips with his tongue. mick shook his head in disappointment, "what a shame.." he stated before jim got up, immediately towering over you.
"mick, take over." jim said to him, making all the color from your face drop. "papa, wait!!" you pleaded, trying to apologize before you rose into the air, mick taking you to the bedroom.
ooooooh, you're in trouble now.