Summary: Jane takes things into her own hands when you stop responding to her sexts during her shift.
‘Fuck, princess, you’re so pretty. I wish I could be there. Send me a video of you fingering that gorgeous pussy.’
Then she texts, ‘Bunny?’
‘Are you ignoring me?’
The messages from Jane stop coming, simply because it’s a strict rule of hers not to text and drive.
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You didn’t mean to fall asleep, but the moment you came down from your orgasm, your eyelids had become heavy. You turned over for only a moment, cuddling a pillow close to your chest. Then the next thing you know, your hair is being brushed away from your face and you bury it into your pillow, clinging onto your cozy nap for as long as possible.
Rustling of a jacket can be heard through your sleepy daze.
The bed dips by your legs and your pants are pulled down to your knees, eliciting a groan from you.
Your underwear goes next and you squirm at the cold feeling of your room. Hands grip at your ass and part it, separating sticky cuntlips.
The discomfort is too much to sleep through and you rub at your eyes, raising your head from your pillow and looking down at your body. A figure comes into view — long dirty blonde hair and cunning pale green eyes.
“Jane?” you mumble and try to turn onto your back. But her fingers grip harsher around your ass and she keeps your hips pinned down to the bed.
Her tongue clicks against the roof of her mouth. “You came without my permission?” she asks, looking up at you, jaw set and eyes narrowed.
You press your lips together and stutter, now completely awoken from your drowsiness and recalling the way you did indeed come without her permission.
Looking away, you mutter into a pillow, “Didn’t mean to.”
“What?” Jane interrogates, cocking her head forward and raising her eyebrows at your timidity.
You repeat your answer sounding even more muffled than before, knowing that your response wouldn’t be good enough for her in spite of it being the truth.
Jane didn’t respond for a few moments and you kept your face buried in your pillow, afraid to see her angry expression.
Then she says, “Come here. Sit at the edge of the bed.”
You pull away from the pillow and crawl over to the edge of the bed where your girlfriend stands, waiting. You move your legs over the edge and sit in front of her, rubbing your eyes.
She cups your cheek, running her thumb over your bottom lip. “Why are you crying, angel?” she asks.
“Don’t wanna disappoint you,” you answer, keeping your fists rubbing at your eyes to hide the way you began to tear up pathetically.
With her other hand, Jane moves your fists away gently, revealing your teary eyes. She holds your face with both hands and makes you look up at her. “I’m not disappointed,” she says.
“You’re not…?”
She shakes her head.
“You’re just a sleepy little baby, aren’t you?” she coos.
You nod and Jane wipes your tears with her thumbs. You hug your arms around her hips and nuzzle your face into her lower stomach, feeling the cool metal of her belt’s clasp against your cheek.
“Oh, sweetness,” she murmurs lovingly, petting the top of your head with her hand.
After a few silent moments of hugging your girlfriend, smiling against her uniform as you felt her pet your head, you felt Jane begin to shift above. You looked up and saw her slipping her jacket off her shoulders. She lays it on the floor beneath her by your ankles.
“I’m not disappointed in you, princess,” she says. “But…” Her hand travels down to her belt, slowly undoing it and unzipping her pants. “Daddy is still so needy for her girl.”
You lift your head and with an eager wiggle, watching as Jane pulls her strap out from her pants. She takes your hand and wraps it around her cock.
You press your lips to her tip, kissing her.
Her hand raises to the back of your head and urges you to continue. She bucks her hips forward into your parted lips and you slacken your jaw, allowing her to slide her cock into your mouth.
“Breathe through your nose,” she tells you. You nod in understanding and she advances her hips forward, sliding herself further down your throat. Her hand moves down to cradle the back of her head, fingers pulling your hair into her delicate grasp, guiding you along her cock.
You look up at her and Jane cups your cheek with one hand, rubbing her thumb against your cheekbone adoringly. She’s standing over you, the sleeves of her blouse pushed up her arms and allowing you to see the way her bicep flexes when she tightens her grip around your hair and guides your head forward and back along her strap.
At the sight, you begin to suck greedily at her as a great desire to please Jane grew within you. You wrap an arm around her hips, the palm of your hand flat against her lower back and urging her further into your mouth.
She steps forward and slides herself down your throat slowly, eliciting a choked gag from you. She begins thrusting her hips forward, feeling the way your throat constricts and relaxes around her as you adjust to your size.
Jane chuckles at the sight of you and she strokes your cheek, watching as you looked utterly ravenous sucking her cock, cheeks hollowed in and eyes having formed tears, drooling down your chin and around your lips.
She pulls out of your mouth, tucking your hair behind your ear when you bend your head forward and cough. She begins to unbutton her blouse, raising your head with a hand on your cheek, allowing you to watch the way she undresses herself.
Stepping out of her pants, she is soon only in her bra, straight blonde hair spilling down her lean arms.
You kiss her muscled stomach and Jane smiles down at you.
“Turn around and stick your ass up,” she instructs, petting your hair. Jane places a pillow under your hips while you lay on your stomach. She takes hold of your hips and adjusts you until you’re lying comfortably forward.
With her hands on your ass, she presses a kiss to your sticky cunt. She straightens and runs the length of her strap through your folds.
She whispers and bends down to kiss your upper back, “Beg for daddy to fuck your pussy.”
“Please fuck my pussy, daddy,” you beg, moving your ass back into her hips and whimpering at the way your cunt rubs against her strap. “Your baby wants your cock, please.”
You’re still wearing the tiny silk slip you put on earlier to take pictures for Jane while she was at work. She hikes her hands up your sides and your slip pools around your waist.
“I’ll fuck you good, princess,” she promises.
She positions the tip of her cock against your opening then with her hands gripping your upper hips, pulls you back against her.
You let out a long moan and you bury your face into the bedsheets.
Jane picks up speed quickly, her hips slamming against your ass. She raises her hand and spanks your ass each time she pulls out far enough, watching in amusement as your skin becomes flushed with the impacts of her palm and thrusting hips.
“This is how daddy likes to see you, baby,” she grunts. “Bent over and ready to take my cock with your tight pussy. My fucking cockwhore, making a mess all over daddy’s dick.”
“Daddy,” you whine, turning your head and allowing her to hear your whimpers and moans. You grip at the pillow under your hips, fingernails digging into the pillowcase.
With a chuckle, Jane asks, “You like it, sweetheart? You like daddy’s thick cock?”
You slur out, “I love daddy’s cock, I love daddy’s cock.”
Jane delivers a particularly harsh spank against your ass and reaches forward to take a fistful of your hair. She pulls it back and arches your body up, laughing at the way you squeal.
You fall back onto her hips with greater impact and Jane licks her lips as she watches your ass slap down onto her.
She runs her hand up your stomach and hooks her fingers around the top of your slip. She pulls it down harshly so your tits spill out. She takes a handful of one of your bouncing breasts then twists at your hardened nipple.
Stepping forward, Jane presses her front against your back so you can hear her grunting against your ear. She pulls your hair further back, exposing your neck. She runs her tongue up your exposed neck and up to the lobe of your ear.
“Daddy wants to cum in her little breeding bitch,” she pants. “You want that? Hm?”
You nod vigorously, reaching back and grasping at Jane’s harness. “I want it, daddy, want it, want daddy’s babies…”
Jane grins against your cheek. She lets go of your breast and slaps it firmly. She nudges you forward so you fall back onto the bed with a shaky whimper. She removes the pillow from under your hips, keeping her arm around your waist and maintaining the angle at which she fucked into you.
With her other arm, she hooks her hand under your thigh, pulling your knee onto the bed. She does the same with your other leg so both your knees are bent under your body. She lifts your ass up with both hands, your cheek pressed down against the sheets.
She begins to grind her hips forward against the base of her strap, which only quickens the speed of her thrusts.
“I’m going to fill your tight little cunt full of my cum,” she grunts. She takes a handful of your ass, squeezing and digging her nails into your skin.
“Please,” you plead. “I can take it, daddy.”
Jane throws her head back as she nears her own orgasm while continuing to grind her clit against her strap. “Gonna swell your pretty belly up with daddy’s children so everyone knows how you took my dick up your pussy like a dirty whore,” she groans.
She reaches up and tucks her hands under your slip, running her nails down your sides.
“I’m gonna come, princess,” she says, hands going down to your hips and thrusting your ass back against her cock rapidly.
“Daddy, daddy, I-”
You squeeze your eyes together, fingers bundling around the sheets as you come, walls tightening around Jane’s cock.
Her hand travels down to her strap and she releases her cum into your pussy, the grip on her dick allowing her one final harsh thrust forward. She reaches her own hilt and places her other hand against your lower back, holding herself upwards and keeping you down.
Moans and slapping skin come to a brief pause as the both of you tense.
With a shaky exhale, Jane collapses forward and her body cocoons your back securely. Trembling hands squeeze the last bit of her cum out and she makes haste in unfastening the harness around her hips.
She kisses your back then wraps her arms around you, lifting you further up the bed until both of you lay across it together.
You feel her cum slowly spill out of your hole and Jane draws circles against your sensitive pussy, rubbing her seed into your folds.
She wraps her arm around your torso as you lay on her chest, slipping her hand out from between your thighs to push your hair out of your face.
A kiss is pressed to your forehead and you hum satisfiedly. She rubs her hand against your upper arm.
“Work…?” you mutter and look up at her, fatigued.
She waves her hand dismissively. “Not going back in today,” she answers. “It’s not important.”
You bury your face in the space between her shoulder and neck. “I love you, Janey,” you say happily and wrap your arms around her, squeezing her into a tight hug.
“I love you too,” she replies, looping a lock of your sweet-smelling hair around her finger. “More than anything in the world.”
note: i love jane so much haaaaaaa (also this is not proofread)
Jane is a very protective woman when it comes to you. Even though work always seems to have her occupied for almost every minute of the day, she never forgets to call or text you, just to say “Hi” or check in to see if you need anything. And while she’s not a particularly controlling person, she does prefer to be with you at all times when you choose to go out, even on simple errands like going to the grocery store, stopping by the library, etc.
In her line of work, she knows very well the horrible possibilities that criminals were capable of committing, and she’d never forgive herself if anything were to happen to you, especially when she has the skills and abilities to protect you.
But after a long hard day at work, Jane’s favorite thing in the world is coming home to her sweet little princess. She loves being able to see you in the evening along with a nice dinner that you worked so hard to make for her and always kisses you passionately on the lips after spending the whole day thinking about it — oftentimes thoughts of you distracting her from work.
She does harbor some sense of guilt, especially in her line of work — having to be so busy all the time, sometimes being out of town for certain cases that she is working on. She misses you all the time and hates to feel this way, but she makes sure to spend most of her time making things up to you which always leans towards spoiling you, buying you things and giving more rewards much more than punishments. After all, you are her baby.
Sometimes, when Jane comes home and greets you with a searing kiss, she’d feel bad when she gets way too distracted while kissing you, that the food that you made for her becomes long forgotten when all she can think about is taking you. She is sweet, especially when it comes to you — always wanting to keep her precious baby satisfied.
There are days that can be particularly rough — days when she gets on an annoying case, days when her boss would give her hell, or days when she is just so tired and grumpy. It’s these days when she needs to take her frustrations out on you, when she needs to be rough, because you’re so so good for her. Always such a good girl, and it makes her proud each time, especially when you’re so good at letting her handle you any way she sees fit.
She can be quite impatient at times, always demanding things she wanted from you and leaving no time for you to protest. She’s firm and most definitely stern when she tells you whatever it is she wanted and watches you closely as you follow her orders.
She definitely loves bending you over against a surface and taking you from behind with her strap buried deep inside of you. “Turn around and bend over for daddy,” she would say after you lead her into the kitchen of your shared home, unable to wait any longer when she sees how good you look as you walked.
Jane is also most definitely into hair pulling, whether it’s you pulling her hair or her pulling yours. She just loves it; loves it when you moan as she does, pulling you close as you take her strap deep in your cunt, or when her face is in between your legs, eating you out with vigor while your hands are pulling at her hair harshly when it feels too good.
She has a thing about you undoing her belt for her, unbuttoning her pants and pulling it down to reveal the strap she’s been wanting you to put your mouth on. It just turns her on so much when you undress her, when you’re on your knees, being such an obedient girl, following her orders. She absolutely loves it when you’re on your knees, looking up at her with those pretty eyes of yours, her hand pulling your hair back into a makeshift ponytail as you gag on her strap.
“That’s it… Taking daddy so good in your mouth, baby…” she would say, stroking your face while her strap is deep down your throat.
And she always praises you, of course, only because she loves you so much and her baby never fails to be such a good girl for daddy.
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18+ MINORS DNI
Y/N had never truly experienced a magical snowfall before, especially since they had grew up in the UK where the snow doesn’t really stick, and if it does, the magic of the snow is short lived and turns into ice overnight. So Jane had decided since the two of them had a vacation from work, she would take them to her father’s cabin for a few days. The snow had already fallen beforehand so the area was covered in a blanket of white.
“It’s beautiful here.” They told her as she pulled up outside of the cabin.
“My father used to bring my mom and I here every winter when I was younger.” She told them as she watched their expression. “We spent every Christmas here.”
“That sounds amazing.” They smiled at her as she nodded.
“It was amazing.” She told them. “And it’s something I want to share with you.” She told them as the two got out of the car, Y/N grabbed both of their bags before Jane could object, allowing her to lead the way up the cold icy steps.
Once they were inside, Y/N admired the decor, the varnished walls with some pictures hanging on the walls. A lot from Jane’s childhood, whether it be from hunting or fishing with her father, or gardening or building snowmen with her mother. Y/N could really see how happy a young Jane was whenever she came here throughout the years.
“We will have to share a queen since I feel weird sleeping in the master.” She told them as they just smiled at her.
“That’s perfect.” They told her, not arguing with her point as there was a bigger bed in the master bedroom.
The two had soon settled in, with Jane in the kitchen, brewing up some hot cocoa as Y/N lit the fire, giving the cabin a warm glow.
“Here.” She spoke softly as she handed them the mug topped off with cream and chocolate shavings. “It’s hot cocoa, just how my mom used to make it.”
“Thank you.” They smiled at her, taking a sip of the hot beverage and making her laugh at the cream mustache it had left behind. “What?”
“As much as you look good with facial hair, I prefer to see your face clearly.” She told them as she wiped it away with her thumb before sucking it clean.
“Thank you Jane.” They whispered as they both soon sat down together in front of the fire, Jane sat between their legs and her back against their front as their arms were wrapped around her. “For sharing this part of your life with me, I truly appreciate it.”
“I want to keep you in my life Y/N.” She told them as she looked up in their eyes. “I can’t explain my feelings thoroughly yet because I am still understanding them myself, but I know that I don’t want to lose you, not ever.”
“I think I understand what you mean.” They replied as they looked into the fire. “I still get confused about how I feel but I know one thing for sure.” They looked back in her eyes. “The love I feel for you burns brighter than any flame we have ever seen.” Jane only turned around to straddle them as she kissed their lips passionately.
“I know I do feel the same.” She whispered as they let out a breathy chuckle, their eyes following hers towards the window. “It’s snowing.” They watched as she moved from their lap to get her boots and coat on. “Come on.” She was out of the door before Y/N had even moved from their spot. Quickly following her outside, a smile on their face as they watched her dancing without a care in the world. “Dance with me?” She asked as they joined her. Smiling as they wrapped their arms around her and spinning her around, admiring the snowflakes as they got caught on her lashes, seeing the brightest smile on her face as they danced, laughing as they dipped her before losing their footing as the two of them fell against the soft snow beneath them.
“Snow angels?” She laughed as they started to make their own, soon joining in with their antics and making her own before the two got up and started to have a snowball fight. Spending the night laughing and smiling as they played like children in the snow. Enjoying the simplicity of the moment before they had to return to the real world.
Alright, so in the plan for Jane Banner, she would have been hearing whispers around the office but she was too engrossed in her cases that she didn't bother to look into it. Then one day, she shows up to work to find the place was completely abandoned. Then she gets a call to suit up and a message with the location to be. She gets in her gear and collects a duffle of whatever weapons were left. Just in case. When she got to the location she needed to be it was a rush of soldiers and and armed agents with medical professionals in hazmat suits. She was quickly pulled aside and tested and cleared so she could continue. She gets a quick briefing, then she has the urge to help and protect as many people as she can. She direct the people that are cleared to pass through to an area that she doesn't understand. Then she looks up in the sky with everyone else to see a rocket flying in the air. Possibly filled with a bunch of rich people going to the moon or something.
Then Jane finds you in the midst of all of the chaos helping a child. You were a medic in the military and were one of her co-workers. You were as clueless as she was about what was happening and simply following orders. Then they realize that they were only preparing people to be killed. Y/n took as much medical supplies as she could. Jane still had her duffle of weapons and ammo in her SUV. The two took off before anyone could stop them.
They warn people away from the checkpoint. Then once they're away from it all, Y/n suggests that they stock up on gas, food, and whatever else they might need and head to her cabin. She inherited it when her parents passed, she would go there whenever she needed a mental break after a difficult case. While gathering stuff they'd find out what exactly happened when they'd encounter people screaming and running from zombies.
They would be there and start to settle in some normalcy until a few zombies make their way to the cabin. Then they'd learn how to build protective stuff around. Some survivors would join them momentarily. Then the survivors would turn on Jane and Y/n. Jane would use her title and the others would remind her that it's meaningless. Y/n would shoot first and then Y/n and Jane would carry the bodies over to the SUV and dump them somewhere to be eaten. They would decide to be more selective of who they trust and build more walls up around the cabin.
Don't really know where I would've ended it but yeah.
