Jason Dean Could Kill Me and I'd Thank Him— (JD x fem!reader)
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Music inspiration Meant to Be Yours - Heathers the Musical Dead Girl Walking - Heathers the Musical Summary: Your teenage angst bullshit now has a body count, and yet you still climb through his window and begs for his love, forgetting about his violence and sitting with him as he treats you like you're the only girl to ever exist. Warnings: NSFW/MDNI, mentions of death, spicy but no smut, morally grey MMC!
As you sneak through his window for the third time this week, you start to question whether you should actually be supporting this murderer and if his love is worth the violence and unpredictability that he is constantly swimming in.
“Hey y/n” a dark voice came from across the room, his curly black hair covering his face, raking his hand through his hair he started to come toward you.
Putting down his book he grabs your hips, his dry hands find their way under your shirt and you can feel them glide onto your warm skin,
“Coming through the window? Again?” he whispered into your ear, his hot breath lingering and pulling you closer into him.
“Are you complaining?” you said, now a second away from his lips you pushed up onto your tip toes and kissed him.
He opened his mouth and took control, slipping in his tongue and sliding it along until you were only his and only his. JD pulled you closer into him and held you to him as your control faded. Now wrapped up in his arms you felt his heartbeat, his whole existence in a single beat, and every ounce of his blood you knew only flowed for you. He’d do anything for you, and you were just about to learn how far he'd actually go.
As he deepened the kiss you felt yourself willing to give him anything he wanted, you pulled him over to his bed and as you sat down he pulled off your shirt, revealing your pink lacey bra which you knew he loved. He sucked in a quick breath, telling you just how much he liked that bra of yours and smiled at you as he moved to kiss you again, pushing you further onto the bed. You moved to take off his shirt but he was so lost in your lips that he wouldn’t dare to disconnect long enough to undress, he reached up to unlatch your bra, and you quickly took off his shirt to reveal his beautiful abs and toned shoulders, you started to trace around his deep v and happy trail and he tensed beneath you,
“What’s wrong?” you asked and took your hand away, removing yourself from his body completely, “Are you okay?” JD refused to take his hands off of you, he pulled you back over to him as he sat up,
“Our love is God,” he whispered, “no one will ever hurt you again.” his eyes connected with yours, deep pain showed within them, and you took his face in your hands feeling his smooth skin on your finger tips and kissed him deeply, he opened his mouth to you and pulled you over him.
Your legs spread beneath him and you could feel him ready for you and aching near your sex, his lips trail down your neck kissing softly along your jaw and he turned you around and placed you under him, as he continued to kiss down along your body. Your breath hitched as he pulled your nipple into his mouth and sucked, you moaned and arched into him feeling every inch of his manhood. Caught up in all of this your brain has no reason to think about Heather or Kurt and Ram, only him and that was all you seemed to need. Suddenly it was all alright and they would never make your cry again, you'd be popular and he would be by your side. Weaving your hands through his hair grounded you back into his dark room, a breeze coming in from the window you'd forgotten to shut. He started to push up your blue pleated skirt and grinned at you and pulled your underwear aside,
“Is this okay? I don't want to hurt you” he focused in on your eyes checking them to see if there was any sign of weariness or pain,
“Yes, please JD, I need you” you pleaded back, thrusting up into his hand.
“As long as you're sure, I’ll give you anything you need.” JD gruffly said and slipped his middle finger into your warm and wet folds as you moaned with delight.
You grabbed his hair again grounding yourself in the overwhelming pleasure that his touch offered you. He added another finger and started to up his pace, taking his thumb over your clit and circling it ever so slightly, making you spin out of control. All of your body was thrumming and tightening as JD sped up fast and faster, you pulled his face to yours and kissed him deep, moaning into his mouth as you climaxed and he kept pumping his fingers into you, helping you through your orgasm, as you breathed heavily and brought your hands down to his back.
“How was that?” he breathed into your neck,
“amazing” you whispered back still recovering and holding onto him with all the strength you had left, "don't leave me” you whispered into him,
“never y/n, I am meant to be yours.”
XO, Princess 🎀
