#jonathan imagine

[amazingphanisnotonfire-imagines]

boyfriend!jonathan 

[zaceouiswriting]

The golden crown

Character: Jon Kent x male reader

Universe: Somewhere in DC/Somewhere in Original Content

Warnings: None

Authors note: Sorry, for the more or less late post today. But here were some electricity issues. Everything is finally resolved, so you guys finally get this one. Hope you enjoy.

Some days, were just too much for you. Not only got you into trouble in university, because one of your professors, had started an investigation because of plagiarism. Not really something any student, wants to be involved in. But not only that, shortly after you came back home, you saw that everything was empty. Someone had broken in your apartment and stole all the furniture and food, but at least let the refrigerator in.

With groceries bags in your hands, you walked down the busy city streets. You hated the big city, but needed to get an further education, just to appease your father.

But as you walked around a corner, you out of the sudden, were not on the streets anymore. Instead you stood in a dark room, with a lot of monitors and some creepy ass looking guys in costumes.

„Not again,“ you mumbled under your breath absolutely annoyed. Which finally got the attention of the entire room, bringing you a cold sweat over your back. Their eyes drilled trough your body and soul. Immediately you got the message, that you shouldn’t be there.

You searched for a hallway corner, to walk around it, so you can get to another place, that hopefully is safer than this one.

But the round room, did not seem to gave any hallway at all. It was just that, a single looking room. Even if you really did not want to do it, you needed to talk to one of them. So you walked up to one of the guys, looking less scarier. A scrawny looking dude, with a blitz on his chest. „Hey sorry, but is here a hallway? I need to round a corner to get out of here again.“ Your whispering voice, seemed to have made the guy uncomfortable. His eyes widened.

„How did you get in here?“ A loud booming voice called out to you. As you turned around, a guy at least 6´3 maybe even taller, was looking directly at you. His eyes dark, almost murderous, while his blue eye mask really let his eye color come out, the sheer size of this dude and his broad shoulders, almost made you faint in anxiety.

You weren’t small either. Training in the gym, was a priority for you, but this guy? He was ridicules. His muscles must’ve muscles and so on.

„I-I-I…,“ you stammered pathetically, as the man was looking you up and down. For a moment, you feared, that your body couldn’t have contained, what was in your bladder, as another dude, with a red mask, grabbed the other one and pulled him away from you. 

As this monster of a man wasn’t near you anymore, you finally were able to breath again. Short and hectic breaths, but breaths nonetheless. 

„Who are you? And how did you get in here,“ the guy with the blitz on his costume asked you finally.

„My name is (Y/N), I-I-you wouldn’t believe it anyway,“ you finally told the scrawny man. But he seemed intrigued, you on the other hand weren’t.

Your eyes, for some reason hanged on the two guys fighting with each other, over how to handle you. Both of them, gave you a special tingly feeling, that as it came out, got both their attentions.

Soon after, even more people got into this one round room. One that just looked like a younger version of superman. Just then it all clicked together. Out of shocked eyes, you looked around one more time, finally knowing where you were.

„Fuck, I need to go,“ you muttered quickly, before running to one of the pillars in the room. Before any of these people, could get to you, nothing was there, except for air. They looked around, utterly confused. While you and your grocery bags, landed not far away from your empty apartment.

The next day, your father stood in front of your apartment, taking you with him to a new one, a safer one. He did not looked at you, which was strange, normally he would never get an opportunity go, to scold you and look you directly into your eyes, that so much resemble his own.

This time he said nothing, avoided eye contact at all costs, only said „Sorry“, once before he drove off again. Letting you stand in front of a tall glass front building. Just with a Keycard in your hand and nothing else.

But as soon as you opened the gated door, you already could feel something strange. As if something was circling you. Right in front of this building, with the gate closed. You looked around and actually saw it. Your eyes changed color into a deep unnatural blue and followed the same strange guy, with his blitz on his chest, running around you.

He looked shocked, that you could see and follow his movement. But even more, when you stretched out your arm and grabbed him by his throat. „What do you want from me?“, you asked angrily, jaw clenched and teeth grinding on one another.

As he did not answer you, slowly your hand gripped tighter and tighter around his neck. Almost breaking it, until someone actually punched you back. Slightly tumbling back, you looked forward, seeing the golden boy of the country.

„Jon, wasn’t it? Handsome face, cute ass, but not as strong as your father.“ Before he could react, you already were bending him, your arm around his neck, while your other was around his waist. „Small for someone of your heritage, I waited until one of your kin would approach me here. A shame that your planet does not exist anymore, still I need one of you.“

With just one turning around, you two were gone from this place. But you, just looking at this scenario from the sidelines. Caged in your own head. Something bad had taken your body over. Activating powers, you did not even know, you had. Except for the unwillingly teleportation at times, nothing else ever happened to you.

You tried to fight against whatever had taken you over, just for it laughing at you in your head. Calling you pathetic and other names. Telling you, that your father was at fault, that this was happening, for not teaching you right.

„What do you want?“, Jon asked the thing or you to whatever.

„I need a Kryptonian core. But because Krypton does not exist anymore, you or your father need to help me,“ he told the poor guy, licking the side of his neck, which even you cringed at. Under other circumstances, you would’ve wanted to do it too. He was hot, but not under these.

But as this thing, let the only thing that could’ve really hurt Jon or Superman, it got too much for you. With a screaming, „No!“, you broke free, putting the thing in the cage you had sat in.

„Run! I can’t hold it back for long!“, you screamed to Jon, doubling over in pain. He did not letting him told twice. And before you knew it he was gone, with a panicked, concerned look on his face.

„You pathetic worm, how dare you, putting me away!“, the thing screamed in rage, as it slowly crept it way out again.

„Me? Pathetic? What would make this out of you? Even more pathetic? I put you out of power!“

It growled at you, fighting against you, but this time you did not back down. Holding strong against the overwhelming power it had. But you also could feel a spark exploding in you too.

„If it needs to be, I will hold us here forever!“, you finally screamed out. A golden cage appeared around your body.

„No! Not again!“, the thing screamed, trying to move your body, but you did not let it happen. As the caged completely formed itself around you, the strength of this thing was contained. Hold in place, in your body and the power you yourself began to developed.

At this point, you only could hope for help or anything. But without it, you would never leave this cage ever again. This thing, seemed way too dangerous to left out there, free.

You did not needed to wait for long. Just a couple of hours later, a massive group of known superheroes stood around you. While you just stood there, looking to the ground, until you heard a familiar voice, „(Y/N)?“, Jon asked you softly, not daring to touch the golden cage you were in. Finally you looked up again.

„Neither you or your father should be here. Over there, is an entire comet full of kryptonite.“ You nod in the direction of the thing. Superman, already had his son, at his side. One arm around him to fly away. But he did not wanted to budge.

„No! We can’t leave him here. He needs an Kryptonian core. I don’t know for what, but we should give it to-“

Before the young, naive Jon could end his rant, you interrupted him, „He can’t be separated from me. If he could get away from my grasp, nothing would be safe anymore! I saw it, the terror and destruction he would course!“

Just then, the unnatural green eyes, you had while your powers were activated, changed to the blue ones, this thing had. „Get me free and nothing bad will happen to him, I promise!“

Jon almost fell for it, if it wasn’t for his father, „No, we will not get you free. Whatever you are!“

It trashed your body against the cage, but it did not get a dent in. The power you had used to build this thing up, was more powerful than this entire being.

„Get-Get my father here he-he will be the only-be able to-to explain… He knows.“ Just after your words faded away, you again stood in the middle of this cage, eyes closed head hanging, as if you were sleeping, while doing it. In reality, you fought with this being in a dimension similar to that ghost wander of to the place of absolute peace.

The real problem was, no one really knew you, or who your father was. In the end, not a single one of them, needed to take a step away from the cage. Because a helicopter, together with multiple military vehicles. But the people coming out of them, did not look like normal soldiers.

„Get out of the way. We need to neutralize him! He got out of control and know we need to get rid of his existence.“ A man, similar to you, told the superheroes. But not even Superman, took a step out of the way. It just looked not right, so he couldn’t do it. 

The man scoffed disgustedly, „We don’t mind, to kill all of you, if we need it to do, to get rid of him!“ His finger only on you, not showing, something inside of you, or even mentioning it, but only you.

And then it happened, they shot on the heroes, even on those, who were just human. All the people and beings, who made the world better, on one place, be killed by what? An intergalactic extermination troop?

The golden cage exploded in a million little golden pieces, completely surrounding the heroes. „You will not hurt them, traitor!“ You voice heavenly hard, almost godlike sounded it over the hills around you. 

Out of the golden cage, became a barrier, just as shining as the cage itself was, the bullets and laser blasts, nullified on the way. 

With one single spin, you and the heroes disappeared from this place, to a completely different one. A planet far away from anything that any of them had ever seen.

„Where are we?“, Jon asked you, as you came down, from you flying place, engulfed in light, a crown on top of your head. But as your feet found the dirt, your consciousness fell apart, your body became limp, in Jons arms.

„I got you! I got you,“ he called out at first but the second one whispered into your ear. The shining subsides, just as the crown on your head and the golden barrier around them too.

They got left alone, on an unknown planet. The only one, maybe with answers, was gone now, and the second, was declared a traitor by you. But he was out of reach anyway. Now the heroes were left on their own devices.

[omgopalsapphire]

[jotaros-left-nut]

The tell tell signs that Jonathan has a crush on you

- He’ll walk you to and from school

- He’ll get caught starting and he’ll quickly look away

- When he wins his boxing matches he find himself looking at your direction to see if you was paying attention

- He’ll invite you to at his place

- When you two are walking Danny he’s super careful not to bump into you because you are tiny up against him

- You like to tell jokes when your around him, he might not get it but he will still laugh

- He will invite you to watch him win at his rugby games

- He’s so careful about where he puts his hands when he’s with you

- With even a little sign of danger Jonathan will have you stand safely behind his tall frame instantly

- He’ll realise the fell asleep from studying together in his library, he’ll pick you up easily and carry you into his room and onto his warm bed

[joeyisaprincess]

cringest shit they've done that whenever they remember it won't let them sleep at night for jojo crew

Jonathan hasn’t done much to be embarrassed by, but once he got caught trying to pick up a hand ball with his butt-cheeks when he was in college and it haunts him. Nobody ever brought it up, but he knows that he did it. Thinking about it ruins his whole week.

Joseph slipped getting out of the shower, hit his head on the toilet, and knocked himself out cold. When he woke up, ass naked and face down on the floor, Caesar and Suzie Q were wheezing over his body. He cracked the bowl. They didn’t even through a towel over him.

Jotaro ran into two different glass doors trying to exit a building. He was in his thirties.

Josuke pretended to faint to get out of a test. He got all the way to the hospital before he had to come clean and beg the doctors not to tell his teachers and mom what happened. 

Giorno likes dairy, but it doesn’t like him. When he was in class one day, he kept letting out silent farts. Nobody could pinpoint the origin, but the smell was overwhelming. It stuck to everyone’s clothes. The class had to be moved for the day because the boy behind him ended up throwing up.

Jolyne did her splits at a party to impress a girl, but she pulled her groin and had to be hospitalized. It later came out that not only was the girl straight, but she wasn’t even paying attention. Somebody put it on Twitter.

Johnny crashed what he thought was a normal party because the food smelled good, but it turned out to be a funeral. Nobody realized that he didn’t belong there, but he still panicked. What kind of people barbecue for a funeral?

Gappy has no shame, but Joshu’s haircut keeps him up at night.

[jojoboisimagines]

Um, I recently lost a fur baby (kitty) and was wondering if I could get some comfort fic from Jonathan (because he'd relate) and Josuke? Sorry if this is kinda weird or depressing ;-;

Jonathan Joestar x Reader .::. Grave

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A/N: srry if this is a lil short anon! I’m so sorry about your cat ;-; i hope this cheers you up!

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He wrapped his arm around you as you grieved your now deceased friend. A similar sensation of a closed off memory from his childhood bubbled up in her chest, only causing him more sadness for the both of you. The pain of losing a pet is something he never wanted to relive, yet here the two of you were. 

The tombstone and flowers he had gotten in memorial were actually pretty impressive and were organized as neat as Jojo possibly could. It was the least he could do to honor your friend’s memory. He had never gotten the chance to do anything like that for Danny.

To add onto the damper mood both of you had carried throughout the day, It was raining. The man held you tight to his chest, while his other hand was occupied with an umbrella, shielding you from the cold, freezing droplets. 

The unexplainable sorrow in your eyes was something he hadn’t ever expected to see. It made his heart extremely heavy, so much so that he swore he could physically feel it. As he exhaled, breath even starting to appear because of the low temperature, Jonathan knew he had to come to terms with the fact that there was nothing more either of you could do.

But he swore to himself, as long as he’s here with you, he never wants to see that look in your eyes ever again. His desire to console and protect you had been stronger than ever before. Jojo would never allow you to come to this point of sorrow ever again, if he could help it. Locking eyes, the dried tears and redness in yours became evident. You felt his grip on your shoulder desperately tighten.

“There were a nice little kitty, weren’t they?” He was the first to speak. You respond with a slow, heartbroken nod.

“Everything will be alright from here on out, (y/n). Come on, let’s go inside and have some tea and I’ll dry you off.”

[justauthoring]

Again? [J.B.]

Request: hi! could i have a prompt of jonathan byers x fem!reader where she’s cleaning him up after the fight in the hospital? nancy can be there too but they’re all a friend group, and jonathan is in an established relationship w reader since season 1. maybe in mikes basement? thanks so much, i love your writing!!!

Requested by: @ainsley-kay

Please don’t plagiarize my work!

Word Count: 614

You wince as you pressed the already blood-soaked clothe against Jonathan’s forehead, frowning at the muffled groan of pain that leaves his lips.

“Is it any better?”

Jonathan flickers his gaze up to your own, softly slipping his hand over your own and pulling it away from his forehead. He clasps it tightly, setting it in his lap as you frown down at him. Every time you look at him, all you see is the many bruises and scars marring his face as he was nearly beat to death. The sight of it alone is enough to make your heart clench painfully.

“I’m fine,” Jonathan assures, voice soft. And the truth was, he was. To an extent.

He’d gotten a change of clothes, he was in a relatively safe space and you were by his side now. Even if he couldn’t get the images of what he’d seen out of his head nor could he stop thinking about what it exactly meant. He also couldn’t stop the feeling of absolute terror when he’d thought he was going to die, when he thought Nancy was going to die, and the both of them were absolutely helpless in that hospital until Eleven came.

If she hadn’t, Nancy would be dead. He would probably be dead as well.

“It doesn’t hurt as much.”

Biting your lip, you lean back; “but... the bruises on your chest. You could have a fractured rib, a broken one even! And your lip is split and your eye...”

Jonathan stops you worried rambles by setting his hand against your cheek, cupping it. Your lips remain parted softly as your words die on the tip of your tongue, your focus turning solely on Jonathan as he frowns up at you, his thumb softly caressing the skin of your cheek. “Y/N,” he whispers, his voice holding such warmth and love you can practically feel it. His eyes never leave your own. “I’m fine.”

You sigh, leaning into his touch. Slouching slightly, your grip on the blood-soaked clothe tightens and you attempt at a smile. “You scared the shit out of me,” you say bluntly, a faint chuckle leaving your lips as Jonathan quirks a brow at your choice of words.

“Yeah, well, it scared the shit out of me too.”

His words should’ve terrified you more. But his honesty oddly comforts you. Knowing that he isn’t just lying to you for the sake of it or to make you feel better or some crap like that, and the words he speaks are true, that it helps your racing heart calm and your eyes soften up at him.

“This is worst then last time, isn’t it?” You eventually say, your gaze finally leaving his as you glance down at your lap. “Much worse?”

Jonathan hesitates, but he already knows, despite you asking, you know the truth. “Yeah,” he nods, scooting closer to you. “But we can do it. I know we can. All of us.”

“Eleven can do it,” you correct with a sigh, glancing in the direction of where the others currently are. “I mean, she’s just a kid and here we are, all but using her so--”

“We aren’t using her,” Jonathan cuts in, quick to correct you as his stern but warm gaze falls on your own. “We aren’t forcing her. If Eleven didn’t want to do it, she’d go and we’d find another way. Because there’s always another way, okay?”

Swallowing thickly, you nod, despite your haunting thoughts.

“Well, at least let me finish cleaning you up then,” you say after a moment, attempting to lighten the mood. “Before you someone else decides they want to take a swing at you.”

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Let me know what you thought!

[bridget-multifandom-writer]

❝cabin in the woods❞ serial killer! Cody/Jonathan (1/2)

Title: Cabin In The Woods

Summary: You and six of your other friends go out for a camping trip. When you arrive though, you find out the dark history. In the sixties seven teens were murdered, one decade later seven more died in the exact same spot. Now it’s the eighties. Will the tradition be carried on? And is one of your friends the person behind it?

Pairing: serial killer! Cody/Jonathan x Reader

Warning(s): Smut, Oral (female receiving), Fingering, Handjob, Orgasm (female), Descriptive Details of Murder, Betrayal, and Lying. Typical tropes for slasher movies (dumb cheerleader and jock, the “I’ll be right back” character gets killed right after they say it, a cabin in the woods)

Word Count: 2,263

Parts: 1, 2

Notes: @ccodyfern got me hooked on the idea of Jonathan being a serial killer. I sent in some ask and after planning out about nine of them I decided, fuck it, I’ll just write a story.  Also inspired by the 1980s Slasher theme for AHS season nine. Which at first I wasn’t like psyched about but I am now. 

When the bell rang out loud Meagan instantly grabbed your hand. Yanking you out of your chair and only giving you a second to grab your bag. You looked at her with wide eyes “Meagan!” you yelled “I almost fell on my ass!” you said.  She laughed “But I wanna get out of this school and go camping,” she whined stopping full force at her locker.  You brace yourself so you don’t hit her and roll your eyes “You just want to make out with, Zach and Cameron,” you mutter annoyed. 

She laughed hearing your bratty behavior. Opening her locker she grabbed the few pictures she left up. Looking over at you she smiled, “I’m sorry, okay?” she asked “I’m just excited. It’s the last day of school and this is the first time we’re doing something in high school,” she explained. 

You sigh and nod “Yeah, I know... sorry I got annoyed. Who all is going?” “Uh,” she thinks “Me, you, Cameron, Zach, Sean, Angela, and I think some sophomore named Jonathan or something like that.” “Jonathan?” you ask perking up “He lives next door to me! He super sweet, he’s a little shy though.” 

She shrugs “As long as he’s cute, I don’t care!” she says in a sing-songy tone. You laugh and walk beside her hugging your books to your stomach. Meagan hums a song she heard over the intercom as you see Zach and Cameron emerge from the office. Meagan runs over to her and throws her arms around Zach before pressing a kiss on his lips. Cameron looked over with jealousy on his features. Call it sadistic, but, you couldn’t wait for this whole two-boyfriends thing to blow up in her face.  You walk over picking up her fallen books and handing them over to Cameron.  You look to the right to see Angela walking beside Jonathan as she talks to him about something. Jonathan spots you and gets a bashful smile on his face and your smile back to him. You jump when Cameron slugs his arm around your shoulder “Hey there, Y/N, ready to hear some scary stories by the firelight?” he asks.

Scary stories.... yuck. 

Your body unconsciously shivers as the words repeat through your head. Zach chortles loudly “Y/N a scardy-cat... she’ll probably get freaked out enough just by being in the woods.” You roll your eyes in response pushing Cameron arm of your shoulder. You glare at Zack “Screw off, I’m not a scardy-cat.”

Angela and Jonathan finally reach your small group. Angela smiles big “Hey! Everyone ready to go camping?” she asks messing with her dark locks. Everyone gives a yes in response, Jonathan mumbling as he shies away glancing at you. You reach out and grab his hand as the others walk off to Zach's car. You look at him with gleeful eyes “Relax... I know you can get shy in groups. It’ll be alright, they’ll get drunk off their mind by the time we actually make conversation,” you laugh. Jonathan laughs back “I’m just happy your here,” he says. 

You bite your lip and pull him along “Come on,” you urge “They’ll without us if we’re late.”

As you sit in the car, pushed inbetween Angela and Jonathan you couldn’t help but notice how isolated the woods were. You were at least fifteen miles away from anybody. As you thought about the more your mind drifted off to dark places.

The idea of someone watching you, stalking, just waiting for the right moment to get you and do whatever they want. Your breathing sped up as you built up more and more anxiety until the car came to a forceful stop and you were almost launched out of your seat. Jonathan threw his arm in front of you making almost a seatbelt and stopping you from getting thrown out of your seat. You breathed heavily looking over at Jonathan before swallowing the lump in your front “Thanks,” you breathe out.  Meagan looked over at Zach with wide eyes “What the fuck?” she spit out.  He looked over at her and shrugged “I thought there was a deer!” he says, “Get off my back.”  Cameron stretches his arm behind Meagans’ head and flicks Zach “Maybe you should get glasses, dumbass,” he says. 

Zach rolls his eyes and starts driving against. Meagan turns around and looks at your concerned “Are you okay?” she asks gathering her auburn hair into a bun. You nod “Yeah, Jonathan caught me.” She looked over at him and smiles nodding her head in approval before looking at you and winking “Nice choice,” she grins. 

Jonathan looks over at you his curly brown hair in his face. He looks confused, you just shrug and turn to face forward making sure to glare at the back of Meagan's head. 

Almost thirty minutes later the car stopped at the campsite. A small area that was clear of trees. The tents were already set up (courtesy from Cameron and Zach) and a campfire was built up in the middle of it all. Angela quickly opened the door but slammed it shut, Jonathan scoffed opening his and offering you his hand “Let me help,” he says as you grab it. 

You looked up into the sky, the sun was already setting. 

“Y/N! Come get your stuff!” Meagan yells loudly catching your attention. You look over your shoulder nodding and heading towards the car. You grabbed your small bag throwing it into one of the empty tents before sitting down. Cameron ran over to your hosting you over his shoulder “We’re all going swimming, and you're going in first!”

You all gathered around the dancing fire as the darkness came over the woods. You hug your knees to your chest for warmth as Meagan grabs yours and hers. She runs back, handing your light blue jacket. Jonathan sits beside you along with Meagan. Zach, Cameron, and Angela sit on the other side of the fire facing you. 

The fire lit up everyone's faces in a morbid light. Zach leaned forward making him easier to see "Does anybody know the story about these woods?" he asked his voice low. No one came forward so Zach continued "Two decades ago seven teenagers came out here. They were camping for three days when someone invaded the camp when their parents sent out police. All they found was the gutted bodies of the campers." 

Cold air blew hard making the leaves rattled together and the fire stir. You jumped in surprise and clutched your jacket tightly as Zach went on. He pressed his hands together “All the girls were tied up in their underwear and the boys were left in the tents. The police searched for any evidence but all that was left was the victims. They never found whoever did. One decade later, in the seventies, it happened again. Seven campers all dead. Some people think it’s a generation thing, or maybe the same guy, but everyone’s making bets that’ll happen again.“ You suck a breath in (and ignored the sinister smile Zach gave you).  You clutch your jacket tighter as Zack let’s out a laugh and pronounces he’s going to bed. Leaving you and your other five friends alone surrounding the campfire.  A hand touches yours and you jump, Jonathan gives you a gentle smile “Don’t worry, I’d never let anyone hurt you.”

You smile back at him and blush slightly. Jonathan was always so nice to you “Thanks,” you tell him for the second time this night.  He nods his head “Do you wanna go for a walk? Clear your mind a bit?” he asks.

You let out a breathy laugh, God, you were so obvious “Yeah, I’d like that.” He held out his hand after he stood up, your fingers wrapping around his as he drugged you off into the woods. 

God, this was like a bad slasher movie flick. Seven dumb kids go into the woods, two sneak off and get killed. You could already see the character cast. Meagan is the dumb, big-breasted cheerleader, her boyfriend Zach is the dumb jock, the dumb jocks best-friend, Cameron, is really a nice guy, Angela is the nerd, and Jonathan is the shy guy (that in most movies ends up being the killer). But what does that make you? The last girl?

You both walked through the woods on the gravel trail until you reached a lake. It had only been five minutes or so and you could still see the slowly dimming campfire light. Jonathan looked over at you “Zach can be a real asshole,” he says. You laugh “Tell me about it,” you pick up a rock and skip it across the lake water “He usually isn’t this bad.” Jonathan shrugs “I don’t really hang out with anyone here except for Angela. I didn’t even want to come, I only came to be around you,” he explains. You can see a slight blush on his cheeks. You smile “They’re not that bad... your probably the best though.”

Jonathan blushes even more than he already was. He turns his head to meet your glance. Slowly he closes the gap in between you two, pressing his dry lips against yours. 

You kiss him back putting your hand on his cheek. He moves his hand to your thigh sliding slight closer to you. His tongue slides against your lip, asking permission to go further. You open your mouth shyly and your tongues dance together. He slowly lets his body weight push you down your jacket meeting the cold, slightly damp, grass. Your fingers tangle in his dark curls. He disconnects you lips and nuzzles your neck before kissing it. Sucking on it lightly as you lean your head back to give him more space. He nips at your skin causing you to gasp lightly, you can feel him smile against your skin. 

He switches places to the little bit of your exposed chest to suck on. His hand trailing up your white t-shirt and lightly rubbing your covered breast. You moan and pull at his curls causing him to moan slightly against your skin. He stops sucking on your skin to look up at you. His cold blue eyes meet yours “Can I... can I do more?” he asks quietly. You smile and blush but nod for him to continue. He slowly pushes up your t-shirt and jacket exposing the flesh of your stomach to the cold air. He kisses below your breast making his way down while looking up at you. You feel his fingers slide up the back of your thighs before gripping the beginning of your shorts and underwear. He tugs them down sitting up on his knees and throwing them off to the side. 

His hands grip your thighs hosting them over his shoulders as he leans down. You can feel him breathing against your warmth. Your breathing becomes heavy as he finally takes his tongue and slowly licks up your slit. Parting your lips until he reaches your clit and wraps his lips around it. He sucks lightly flourishing in the loud breathy moan that comes out of your beautiful mouth. 

He unwraps his lips and begins to kitten lick at your heat. Sucking on you a few more times, before giving your heat a soft kiss. You bite your lip “Jonathan... please,” you beg softly. Once again you feel him smile against your skin before he gives one full lick to your core. Finally, he sped up and it was like nothing you had experienced. Sure, you had been with a couple guys before but none them were caring like this. Jonathan didn’t lap at you like a dog in heat. It was like he was gently kissing and watching for your reactions.

You feel his fingers slowly slide up your inner thigh before he pulls his mouth away. You whine at the loss of contact but it turns into a moan when Jonathan pushes his fingers into your wet core. You feel him chuckle lightly before bending his head down again and sucking on your clit. Slowly he pumps his finger in and out of you. Teasing you in the hope you’ll beg for more again. Finally, he digs his finger in knuckle deep bring it out completely to shove it in again. You moan loudly and arch your back in response to him. He disconnected from your clit to look up at you with his cold blue eyes. He slid his finger out of you again and presses another one to your hole and slowly slides them both in. He smiles as he hears you cry out his name. He lets them sit there before making a come-here motion with his finger.

He keeps doing it repeatedly and buries his head in between your thighs and sucks on your clit again. He doesn’t stop until your fingers fall out of his hair to pull at the grass and your body spasms with him between your thighs.  “Jonathan!” you cry out loudly. As you come down, he slides his fingers out of your wet core. He moves over to sit beside you and grips your face with his still wet fingers. He leans down brushing his lips against yours “You taste so good,” he murmurs against them “sweet like honey.”

You almost moan as he presses his lips against yours sliding his tongue in. Your taste still lingering on it. He pulls away with a grin and stands up stretching his arms slight “Can you walk?” he jokes. You let out a laugh yourself “Yes... now go get more shorts!” you demand, kicking him slightly. 

He grabs them and hands them to you. You notice your white cotton panties peeking out of his pant pocket. You bite back a smile as you see him catch you staring and force them down all the way. The moonlight showing his panicked eyes and red cheeks.  You grab your shorts and slide them on before standing up. Grabbing Jonathans’ hand you lead him back to the camp. You look over at him, he’s wearing a goofy smile “What is this? I mean, I don’t usually do this.” Jonathan connects his gaze with yours “Well... I’ve liked you for a while so if you wanted to be my girlfriend?” he asked shyly. You smiled and turned around pressing your lips to his “I’d love that, Jonathan,” you tell him. You wrap your arms around him and he nuzzles your neck in the same sport he left a hickey. “Your mine, now,” he mumbles.

When you arrived back and camp Jonathan excused himself as being ‘tired’. You didn’t mind you were sleepy too. As he went into the tent you sat down on one of the logs near the fire. Thinking about everything that had just happened, you didn’t notice Zach exiting Meagan tent. You heard him let out a laugh and your head jolted to were he was. He looked at you with a smile “Are you still scared from that story?” Your eyes bulged "Wh-What? No!" you exclaimed. He laughed again before placing a hand on your shoulder "You get scared so easily," he taunted "Look, nothing bad is going to happen. You got me and Cameron here and who's going to mess with two huge football players? Just relax and get some sleep, alright?" he told you. You nodded and stood up "I wasn’t scared," you say “Night, Zach.” He smiled "Night, Y/N, I'm gonna go take a whiz. I'll be right back." 

Zach walked away not noticing the looming figure that was Jonathan. He watched with rage in his eyes as you smiled at Zach and let him touch you like that. How could you? You were his. He followed Zach as he walked off into the woods and near to the lake. He watched as Zack let his pants fall down not paying attention to his surroundings. Slowly, he came up behind him taking the knife out of his pocket and digging it into his side. Zach let out a loud groan pushing Jonathan away from him. He fell down and looked up at him “What the fuck, bro?” he asks. Jonathan just crouched down pushing the knife into his chest repeatedly. By the time he was done his hands were covered in blood. 

“Zach! Where are you?” he heard Meagan yell out. Looking through the trees he caught a glimpse of her. Standing by the fire in nothing but a t-shirt and panties. Jonathan looked away and stood up, washing his hands off in the water. He grabbed his knife and slowly crept back to camp.

It was time for the rest.

Then you’d finally be just his. 

Hi! I originally was going to post a “Dating Tate Langdon Would Include” as my first post but I got spurged with inspiration and wrote this long piece in like three hours. I hope you enjoyed! Like I said this was inspired by @ccodyfern getting me hooked on serial killer Cody/Jonathan.

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