jasons 22nd birthday smut!
reader = pink
jason = orange
jason x reader - after the party / smut
warnings: smut, oral (m receiving), unprotected sex, kinda drunk sex, dirty talk, multiple rounds, creampie, rough sex, praise, overstimulation, & soft aftercare!
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the core house was packed.
music thumped through every room, redbull cups scattered across tables, people laughing and shouting over the bass. it was jason’s birthday, and woj had gone all out. streamers, balloons, a makeshift bar in the kitchen, and way too much alcohol.
jason had been drinking since early evening, a constant grin on his face as he moved between groups, taking shots, laughing with the guys, and pulling you close every chance he got.
by 2 a.m. the party was still going strong, but jason was done.
his eyes had been on you the entire night dark, hungry, and getting more obvious with every drink. he finally grabbed your hand, tugging you through the crowd without a word.
“jason, where are we going?” you asked, laughing as he pulled you up the stairs.
“my room,” he said, voice low and rough. “i can’t wait anymore.”
he barely got the door shut before he was on you.
his mouth crashed into yours, tasting like alcohol and birthday cake, hands sliding under your dress to grip your ass. he was already hard, pressing against your stomach as he backed you toward the bed.
“been thinking about this all night,” he mumbled against your lips, voice thick from drinking. “watching you in this dress… fuck, i need you baby.”
you smiled, pushing him back until he sat on the edge of the bed.
“it’s your birthday,” you said softly, dropping to your knees between his legs. “so i’ll be extra nice tonight.”
jason’s eyes darkened as you tugged his jeans and boxers down, freeing his cock. he was already leaking at the tip, hard and flushed. you wrapped your hand around the base and leaned in, pressing a slow kiss to the head before taking him into your mouth.
“fuck…” he groaned loudly, head falling back. because he was drunk, he wasn’t holding back at all. his moans were shameless, low, breathy, and constant.
you sucked him slowly at first, tongue swirling around the head, tasting the salt of him. then you took him deeper, hollowing your cheeks, letting your lips slide down his length until he hit the back of your throat. you hummed softly, the vibration making his hips twitch.
“shit—baby, your mouth… so fucking good,” he panted, one hand gently threading through your hair. “you look so pretty like this. my pretty girl sucking my dick on my birthday.”
you pulled off for a second, stroking him with your hand while looking up at him.
“you like it?” you asked, voice sweet.
“fucking love it,” he groaned, eyes half-lidded. “love your mouth so much. best birthday present ever.”
you smiled and took him back in, sucking harder, faster, one hand stroking what you couldn’t fit while the other gently massaged his balls. jason’s moans got louder, breathier, his hips starting to twitch as he fought not to thrust into your throat.
“baby—i’m close—fuck, i’m so close—”
you didn’t pull off. you kept going until he came with a loud, broken moan, hips jerking as he spilled down your throat. you swallowed every drop, pulling off slowly and wiping your lips with the back of your hand.
jason was breathing hard, staring down at you with hazy, fucked-out eyes.
“holy shit… that was amazing.”
you climbed into his lap, kissing him deeply. he could taste himself on your tongue and groaned into your mouth, hands sliding under your dress to grip your ass.
“your turn,” he muttered, already tugging your dress up. “wanna fuck you so bad.”
he flipped you onto your back, pushing your dress up to your waist and pulling your panties to the side. he didn’t even bother taking them off. he pushed inside you in one smooth thrust, both of you moaning at the same time.
“fuck… you’re so wet,” he groaned, starting to move. “been thinking about this pussy all night.”
he fucked you deep and steady, hips rolling perfectly, one hand pinning your thigh open while the other braced beside your head. drunk jason was loud, moaning, cursing, whispering filthy things against your ear.
“so tight… so fucking good. this pussy is mine. only mine.”
you were moaning with every thrust, legs wrapped around him as he drove into you harder. the first round didn’t last long. he was too worked up from the blowjob and the alcohol. he came inside you with a loud groan, hips jerking as he spilled deep.
but he didn’t stop.
he stayed inside you, still hard, and kept fucking you through it, slow and deep.
“again,” he whispered, kissing your neck. “want you to cum on my cock.”
you did hard, shaking, moaning his name as your second orgasm hit you. jason followed right after, filling you up again with another deep groan.
he pulled out slowly, but instead of collapsing, he flipped you onto your stomach, pulling your hips up so you were on your knees.
“one more,” he said, voice wrecked but determined. “i need one more.”
“fuck jason—”
he pushed back inside you from behind, the new angle making you moan loudly into the pillow. he fucked you slower this time, savoring it, hands gripping your hips as he thrust deep and steady.
“look at you,” he groaned, one hand sliding up your back to grip your hair gently. “ass up, taking my cock so well. you’re so fucking perfect.”
you were trembling, oversensitive but still desperate for him. every thrust dragged against that perfect spot inside you, making your legs shake.
“jason—i’m gonna cum again—”
“good,” he rasped, picking up the pace. “cum for me, baby. let me feel it.”
you came for the third time, crying out into the pillow as your body clenched around him.
jason groaned loudly, thrusting through your orgasm until he came again, spilling deep inside you with shaky hips.
only then did he finally collapse beside you, pulling you into his arms.
you were both exhausted, sweaty, and satisfied.
jason kissed your forehead, your cheeks, and your lips soft and gentle now.
“best birthday ever,” he murmured, voice hoarse. “thank you, baby. for everything.”
you smiled, curling into his chest, fingers tracing lazy patterns on his skin.
“happy birthday, jason.”
he hugged you tighter, pressing one last kiss to the top of your head.
“i love you so much.”
you whispered it back, both of you drifting off tangled together, the party still faintly echoing downstairs.
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GUYS WE GOT A BEPSY AND RAY SEGMENT OMG, the way ron was hinting at something tho🤫
he’s coming back soon i just know it
