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.
Cw: Hand job, mentions of being drunk, exhibition, the possibility of being caught
Word count: 410
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Droid loved a bit of risk, both in games and in the bedroom, or out of the bedroom in this case. You were both sitting on the couch with a blanket pulled over both of your laps.
The two of you had hosted a Christmas eve party between some of your friends. The night was running late and the majority of the people had already left to go home for the night. The only people left were his friends, only Grizzy and Pezzy, both were drunk from the party and passed out in the house.
You had offered them the guest room and the sofas in the living room, or in Grizzy’s case, the floor. But before everyone passed out you had a movie playing on the tv even though you and Droid were partially watching the movie.
The outfit you had been wearing was working Droid up all night and he needed some sort of relief. So, you decided to help him out, however, you didn’t feel like moving to the bedroom. It started off with innocently cuddling with each other under the Christmas themed blanket, then your hand began to wonder. Finding his bulge through his jeans you lightly squeezed him and rubbed him over the denim.
He had to muffle his moan with his hand while he adjusted his body slightly so you had more room to work. You briefly stopped touching him to unbutton and unzip his pants as quietly as you could, stopping whenever someone moved or shifted slightly. You took your time to shuffle his pants down just far enough to pull his boxers down enough to finally reach his dick.
Once his dick was finally freed your hand found the head of his dick and you used his pre cum as lube as you slowly pumped him. Whenever your hand reached the tip you twisted the fist you had on him, bringing him some extra pleasure. While this was happening Grizzy stirred in his sleep which made you stop your actions until you were sure he was back to sleep.
Droid didn’t like you stopping but he understood why you had stopped. When you continued, he slightly bucked into your hands chasing his high. It takes him a while but he eventually cums on the blanket over top of him, on his shirt and a little on his pants.
“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.
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⠀𑄻𑁩⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀superman!droid⠀gushes about his girlfriend on the podcast, in videos, and occasionally on stream. he can’t get enough of her, his mouth spilling out lovesick sentences when he’s supposed to be professional.
⠀𑄻𑁩⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀superman!droid⠀flies around the city, sometimes the whole state, when he gets anxious and / or bored. his mind runs wild, his body having to play catch up. as soon as he gets nervous, he’s out the door, air quickly swifting his curls and cape back as he tries to clear his mind amongst the clouds, occasionally finding a fight on his way around.
⠀𑄻𑁩⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀superman!droid⠀who needs his glasses, yes for sight, but also to mask his identity. he once started a stream without them on, and quickly placed them back on his face once his chat started saying he looked different, yet also familiar. since then, his girlfriend always adds in a reminder to put his glasses on along with hiding his suit — the latter also being due to a ‘mishap’.
⠀𑄻𑁩⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀superman!droid⠀buys his own superman merch. he says its to keep up the act that he’s a fan like everybody else, something to drive away any rumors or curious thoughts. and while that is true, the other half is he really just because he likes the stuff people make with his superhero likeness. mugs, t-shirts, comics, action figures, cartoons — its a dream every little boy had growing up, and he’s lucky enough to live it.
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