Pairing: Justin Mercado (Best Man) x Mari Bishop (F!MC)
Book: Save the Date
Words: ~1,200
Rating: Explicit (by clicking keep reading you agree to be 18 years or older, minors DNI)
TW: dom/sub dynamic, brat taming, impact play/flogging, unprotected vaginal sex, orgasm denial/delay, language
Prompts: @choicesoctoberchallenge “scream”; @misskinkywrites Kinktober 19: impact play | brat taming | gagging
Thank you for the request @xjustin-ethansgirliex. I hope you enjoy!
Synopsis: Mari was being Mari, teasing and pushing Justin to his limits. Now she has to pay for being a brat. (Straight up smut, no plot)
A/N: Mari's thoughts are in italics
"Be gentle?" Mari pleaded, her warm brown eyes widening as she glanced up at him from where she knelt on the floor.
Justin's gaze darkened, his heavy step sounding in the quiet room as he walked around her slowly, patiently considering the best punishment for his brat, knowing that waiting wasn't particularly something she was good at. He stopped in front of her, his lips tugged up and a dangerous smile simmered across his face.
Fuck.
Mari knew she was in trouble. She squirmed under the intensity of his gaze as he traced her naked body. She knew him well enough to know the dark and delightful thoughts drifting through his head at all the possibilities of how best to punish her for her previous behavior.
"You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
"Hmm?" She questioned, already forgetting herself.
He suppressed a snicker, rolling up the sleeves of his crisp button-down shirt over his forearms to his elbows.
I'm done for. Send help.
Mari practically salivated over the sight. There was something about a man with rolled-up sleeves that never failed to ignite a fire at her core.
"You want me to be gentle?" He questioned as he circled his prey once more waiting to devour her. His finger curled under her chin as he grasped her jaw firmly. "Not a chance."
Good. I'd be disappointed if you were, love.
Justin lifted her sternly from the floor, bending her forcefully over the edge of the large bed. He pressed down on her shoulders, holding her in place as the palm of his free hand landed roughly on the globe of her ass.
Mari moaned softly into the mattress, delighting in the familiar pleasant sting.
More. I need more.
She wiggled her ass, tempting him further.
His hand landed again. "You like this, don't you? Being punished? Being used?"
She nodded, "Yes, sir."
He smirked proudly at his little brat. "Hmm, perhaps we should try another punishment. You seem to be enjoying this one too much."
Mari whimpered as he stepped away.
"Stay." He commanded, his tone leaving no room for arguing. "Don't move, not even an inch, and not a sound, or you will be begging for mercy before the night is out."
That doesn't sound all that threatening. I'm kind of into it.
A rush of desire flooded through her body, warming her skin and causing her cheeks to flush at the thought of what that could possibly involve.
She had little time to contemplate it before Justin returned. "Ready for some fun?"
Yawn, Justin. Less talk, more play!
Mari wiggled her ass again in reply.
A rounded leather handle struck against her backside, halting her teasing movements. After a short pause, the object landed again. Warmth blossomed from the dull ache left in its wake.
"What do you have to say for yourself?"
"I'm sorry, sir," Mari offered softly.
"I don't believe you, not yet, at least." He took the flogger by the handle, letting the sleek leather tails trail over her shoulders and then down her spine. He relished how her body shivered in anticipation. They hadn't used the toy in a little while, but it was one of their favorites.
With one swift motion, he pulled the flogger back, letting it snap in the air beside him as a preview of what was to come. "Such a brat you've been today." The leather tails slapped against her ass, licking stinging bites that melted into pleasure on her rounded form.
That's it. Just like that. Woah—
Mari moaned into the mattress, her body alighting from the mixed sensations.
Justin wasted no time delivering the rest of her punishment. The toy became an extension of his arm as he lunged forward and carried through his swing each time, the tails raining down on her reddening skin.
A scream broke through Mari's moans at the increased speed and force. Her vision clouded at the delicious mix of pain and pleasure.
A heavy rain. That's what this is. A deluge, both refreshing and piercing at the same time.
The tails of the flogger bit her ass raw, eliciting a cry as her eyes filled with tears.
Despite the pain, heat pooled at her core like a dam waiting to break so she could find release. Her head felt dizzy as she dipped into subspace, her hands grasping the top blanket as her body gave control to him.
What was—
The thought was gone before it started. She tried to focus on the sound behind her as his pants dropped to the floor. Without warning, he sunk his hardened cock deep into her soaked pussy, burying himself in her sex.
"That's it; take me whole," Justin moaned in pleasure, pulling out completely before driving back in.
Mari moaned headily, her mind blank, lusting only for more of him and his thick shaft. She used what little strength she had left to rock her hips into him. He was a drug, and she was chasing her high.
"Still being a brat? Trying to take control?" Justin growled, fucking her harder and faster. He held her down as he used her hole, the sounds of slapping flesh were almost enough to drown out her muffled cries.
Their bodies glistened, sweat beading on their features.
"Don't come yet! Don't even think about it." He slapped her glowing ass, eliciting a moan that pushed him over the edge, his hot seed filling her to the brink.
Mari whimpered, her body caving to the pleasure in need of release. Her legs shook as he continued holding her hips in place.
"Pl—Plea—Please," she panted, trying not to give in to the release threatening to overtake her.
"That's it. Submit to me, Baby," he cooed, his voice tender. He moved slowly, riding out his orgasm. "All you need to do is let go of your stubbornness. Who's in control here?"
You. Wait, what? Me. Fuck, no, you. Always you. Since the day we met.
"You. You, Justin. I'm yours. I'm sorry. Please, Sir," Mari's voice shook as her entire body trembled for him.
He pressed his finger into a red welt on her skin, his eyes darkening at the sound of the guttural moan he unearthed. "That's it. Come for me. I'll always make you feel good."
Mari screamed, clawing at the blanket. Her body writhed and convulsed as she gave herself over to the overwhelming orgasm crashing through her.
Justin held her safely in his strong arms as her body slowly relaxed. He slipped out of her, guiding her more comfortably on the bed. "Rest now. You did so well." Justin kissed her forehead, wiping her tear-stained cheeks. "I'm so proud of you."
As her breathing calmed, he began cleaning her tenderly, peppering kisses over her body. With the intensity came a quiet care.
He was in awe of her. No one pushed him as she did. No one challenged him as she did. No one had ever cared for him as she did. And no one had ever made him feel so damn good as she did. "You're perfect," he marveled as he carefully tended to her reddened skin, applying a cooling lotion.
"I know." Her lips twitched into a satisfied smile. Her eyes closed as she gave herself over to him and his care. The sex was always amazing, but this—the gentle, caring part that came after—that was pretty great too.
If you made it this far, thank you for reading. And sorry for any mistakes or if it's not great. Smut is definitely not in my comfort zone, but I'm trying to push my writing muscles to try things that make me uncomfortable, but help me get back in a writing routine. I've found that I became too comfortable with fluff that I actually over think every word and write myself into a corner. Smut lets me just write and not really care about things that would bother me with fluff (if that makes any sense?)
Anyway, thanks for reading. I hope it was enjoyable. Likes and reblogs appreciated! ❤️
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BITCH THIS IS NOT YOUR WEDDING, YOU DO NOT GET TO CHOOSE THE WEDDING PLANNER. YOUR SISTER DIDN’T EVEN WANT YOU INVOLVED IN THE PLANNING BECAUSE SHE DOESN’T LIKE YOUR IDEAS. SHUT UP!!!
Okay while I’m loving the realism, I’ve gotta say the way he was acting was v annoying. MC has been mistreated, downplayed and verbally abused for years on end.. Granted she didn’t have to commit assault but BRUV
Pairing - Justin Mercado x Charity Middleton (Save the Date)
Rating - General
Note - So I took a day off writing yesterday, because my idea didn’t work and ugh it was horrific!!! Anyway here is my fic, I don’t know what I think of the pic I made with the title of the Oneshot, please tell me what you think! All feedback is very much appreciated and as always if you want adding to my taglist. Please let me know!
Prompt - Day 22 Choices November Challenge Wonderful
Summary - Charity’s parents tell Justin what they think of him marrying her one day
Word Count - 1032
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Charity sat with her stepdad and her other two dads, with Justin by her side. It had been a lovely treat to bring Justin home for the weekend as the wedding planner had been so busy she had barely spoken to, never mind seen, her family and she hadn’t had much time to see Justin with all her new clients.
The stepfather and stepdaughter and Justin were sat looking through the portfolio Charity had started to collect that was going on her website she had made. There was photos of Ali and Sam, Nora and Monica and most recently the wedding of her own brother and sister in law. The best wedding she had planned by far, to make her brothers day special was the best feeling ever.
“I wonder when you two will marry” Paolo spoke up after Charity looked at the photo of her brother and sister in law dancing their first dance.
“Papa! Vraiment!” The brown haired beauty flushed bright red as her mother, Natasha, walked through. Justin was also as red as a tomato.
“What? Your fathers are just as interested, as are me and your mother, isn’t that right, Natasha?” Paolo shrugged and stunned to his wife as she placed down drinks and some snacks.
“Is what right, my love?” Natasha asked, she had clearly not heard the conversation.
“We wonder when we will get the news of our Charity being engaged to Justin and have her own wedding” Paolo responded and his wife chuckled, shaking her head. She turned to her daughter with those loving mother eyes that she gave her daughter all the time.
“Charity and Justin just want the time to be right, isn’t that right?” Natasha looked to her daughter and her boyfriend, a smile on her face.
“Thank you mum” Charity smiled and cuddled into the man who had stolen her heart and proceeded to make her life better every day.
“But you two have been together a while, and you know” Gavin, her biological father shrugged and Charity went bright red.
“Oh, come on. Don’t make your daughter embarrassed, she came here for a nice break from work, she doesn’t need you lot burning her ear off” Natasha scolded her husband and the fathers of her daughter.
“We are sorry darling, we just want you to be happy” Martin, Charity’s other father, walked to his daughter and he pulled her into a hug.
“I know Da” She smiled and hugged him back.
Justin always found the relationship Charity had with her parents beautiful, it was clear she loved them and in return it was clear she was their absolute world, the bond she had with her parents was just so strong, it was unbreakable. He knew one day he would love to marry her for she was perfect in everyway. He dreamt about making her his wife, and he always dreamed of giving her the wedding of her dreams.
Charity excused herself to go and grab another drink and Gavin looked to where Justin was, and the thoughtful expression he had on his face. It was clear to Gavin that Justin loved Charity. She was a beautiful human being and she had one of the biggest hearts.
“Are you ok, Justin?” Gavin asked and Justin nodded lowly. He had been meaning to ask her parents what they would think about him marrying Charity. Not yet, of course not yet, he wanted to wait till the time was right before he asked her parents.
“I just love Charity so much” Justin uttered, and the three men in the room grinned, they could see the genuine love and adoration that Justin had for their daughter and it was as clear as day she loved him just as deeply.
“I am happy she is with someone who loves her, who cherishes her like a princess” Gavin confessed and he looked in the direction of where his daughter had gone.
“It is clear you love her a lot” Martin added, agreeing wholeheartedly with his husband, smiling.
“She makes me want to be a better person everyday, and I want to love her forever, I want give her all she wants, give her the world” Justin admitted, it was clear to any idiot he was in love with his girlfriend.
“You make her happier than she has been since she was a child, she smiles more, she is just so happy and I know it is because of you” Paolo nodded as he sipped his drink.
“I know she would spend the rest of her life with you” Martin said and Justin looked up, it was like he just had his mind read.
“I would spend the rest of my life with her, she brings me so much joy and I am so proud of everything she has done with the wedding planning business” Justin admired, Charity Middleton was his everything.
“You are wonderful, I have never trusted anyone with my daughter and when the whole Dale thing happened, I thought I never would, but then you came along” Gavin smiled at Justin, a genuine look of respect.
“I could never hurt her, she is so special to me” Justin says, “I want to protect her in anyway I possibly can” He admitted and Paolo smiled.
“You are a genuine guy, Justin. With a wonderful heart” He complimented.
“Thank you” Justin says.
“I think I speak on behalf of my husband, myself, and Suzanna and Paolo when I say, one day, maybe not yet, but one day you would make her a wonderful husband” Gavin smiled, the shock on Justins face was priceless in a wonderful way.
“Thank you, I don’t know what to say” Justin smiled, “I will always love and protect your daughter, she is my everything, my best friend” He smiled.
“And that is why we would be happy for you to be the man who will one day be married to her” Martin smiled and Justin just smiled, unable to wipe the smile off his face.
When Charity returned, blissfully unaware of the conversation her parents had with her boyfriend, she made herself comfy and enjoyed her evening with her favourite people
Prompt - Day 6 August Challenge ‘Travel’ @choicesmonthlychallenge
Summary - Charity just loves wearing Justins shirts and will only travel if she gets to wear his shirts every now and then...
Word Count - 878
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There was always something about wearing his shirts that brought her immense comfort, it was almost like the thing that kept her warm. Her safety blanket. When she would get out the shower, she would throw one of Justin’s shirts on and she would put one of her track suit bottoms and that was all she needed to feel comfortable and safe.
It had been such a long day for her. She had been putting together the final parts for her clients wedding before she had booked appointments for more interested clients and she went for lunch with her stepdad and ended up staying longer than she should have. She arrived home, well to Justin’s, and she stepped in. He had text her earlier to tell her that he was running late, he had a disaster with something and it needed sorting. So she would be at home for a while, on her own. Not that she had minded that at all. It gave her some her time. She grabbed some nacho stuff to make the two of them nachos, using the left over chilli from last night, she prepared them it before she went to the master suite to get showered.
By the time she had been showered and gotten into one of his shirts, Justin came home and he was tired. He saw the nachos in the oven, waiting to be put on and he grinned to himself, how did he get such a wonderful girlfriend? He knew for sure she would either be getting showered or she would be getting changed. He put the oven on and put the timer on before he walked across his penthouse, hearing her humming through the door of the master suite. He opened the door to see her in one of his plaid tops, and he laughed, she was so bloody insistent on wearing his clothes, no wonder he had bought so many.
“I hope you don’t expect me to change” She remarked as she wrapped her arms around herself, looking rather happy in her little self. Justin walked over, his tie coming off and he wrapped his arms around his beautiful girlfriend.
“I mean you do have a thing for stealing my clothes” He points out, his lips hovering over hers softly and she looked up to him, her eyes looking all sweet and innocent, its a shame Justin knew she wasn’t.
“But you like how I look in them and they keep me comfy when your not around” She defended herself and he laughed, kissing her.
“You are so lucky I love you” He murmurs and he quickly changes into a top and track suit bottoms and they both go int he kitchen.
“I hope you don’t mind chilli nachos” She murmurs as she checks the timer.
“I would be more than happy to eat nachos with you” he murmured and then he turned more serious for a moment, he had something on his chest and he wanted to get it off his chest before they had something to eat. “Charity, I want us both to take time off work” He comments and she looked up from the the plates she had got out.
“What for a holiday?” She asks curiously and he nods, well not just a holiday, he wanted to travel with his beautiful girlfriend and for the to have adventures together.
“I was thinking we could maybe go travelling, have a adventure” He speaks softly and Charity raised an eyebrow, she was so intrigued by this idea of his. She leaned forward slightly and tilted her head.
“Where would we go?” She asks and he chuckles. He played with her brown hair as he considered her question, they could go anywhere quite literally, as long as she was with, he really didn’t care where they went. He wanted to make a holiday out of it. He wanted her to himself and if travelling across Argentina or Europe was the way he would get her to himself then so be it.
“Europe? We could go to Australia, we could go anywhere” He spoke softly and Charity stared up at him, her arms wrapping around his waist, feeling him close to her was sometimes all he needed in order to feel happy. There was a pause as Charity considered his proposal of going travelling together, there just felt something so romantic about it, so perfect.
“I would happily go travelling with you, especially if there is food” she grinned and Justin just shook his head at her goofiness, she was a right goof ball when she wanted to be and she knew it, then again that was why he loved her, why he cared so deeply about her.
“So the only reason you said yes was food?” He teases and she looks up at him.
“Truly, the reason I say yes is because I love you, and I would like to just spend time with you” she admitted, and his heart melted. “But I will need to borrow some of your tops, you know for comfort” She grins and he presses his lips to hers.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way” He chuckles, he loved his top-pinching girlfriend too much to be mad at her.
