James Fucking You Would Include - headcannons
- You’d probably come in late
- Maybe a little drunk
- He’s sitting on a chair in your room
- Gripping his cane with one hand, a glass in the other
- Takes a sip slooooowly
- Making you nervous
- Because James is fucking terrifying when he wants to be
- You’d sit down on the bed
- He’d turn his head, glaring
- “Dearest, what have I told you about staying out late.”
- His accent still turns you on though
- He’d stand up
- Still moving slowly
- Sets the glass down
- He’d undress you
- Of course he still looks immaculate
- “Bend over”
- Still fucking calm
- And you’re just wondering why
- Normally he’s already in you by now
- Pulls out the cane
- That fucking cane
- And starts to hit your ass
- With his cane
- yes please
- Now you’re soaked
- And he’s just smug
- You can feel his stare
- Then, you hear his pants jingling
- fucking finally
- And you are ready for it
- He leans forward
- And enters you
- You’re moaning
- He’s just going at it
- The entire hotel can probably hear you two
- Nobody gives a shit
- You both finally cum
- You are COVERED in hickeys
- Bruises on the neck, thighs, arms, stomach
- You name it, he did it
- He somehow looks immaculate
- But you know that hes super good at being all refined
- He dissapears a couple moments later
- Probably to murder a bitch