I'ma need a toxic love triangle with plug!jabber and plug!choso. make it nasty and raunchy, i expect it in my desk, IMMEDIATELY!
love your writing though! i brag to my friends about your fics. 🤞🏼🖤
Plug!Jabber and Choso??? That’s a dangerous yet nasty combination I HAVE TO INDULGE! Once I get Que!Jabber for my D9 babies Imma slide by Grove street LMAOAOA Let me do my research and let’s see what MissHoneyBlue can do✍🏾yalll want choso to come to the playhouse???
Cw: deepthroating, riding, oral! fem receiving, wax play, toe sucking, mention of blood, choking, praise, mentions of y/n, spitting, hair pulling
I wrote this purely for fun and because I'm horny as fck, hope you enjoy! (Words: 2.9k)
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The water cascades down your back as you lather your body with soap. It's been an incredibly stressful week; assignments upon assignments from your college professors, and all you desperately want to do is relax and have a full body reset.
Which is why you chose to have an everything shower this afternoon. Your body swaying to the sounds of your RnB Playlist blasting from your phone. Most students are probably out on this Friday afternoon, going to bars and party's, drinking themselves away, but this is how you prefer to unwind.
As you squeeze your dove Shea butter body wash onto your towel, and scrub at your brown legs, humming to your tunes, you feel more at peace than ever before. The hot water burns just right across your skin, melting away all your stress and anxiety that's been bottled up all week.
“Wip, bought it. Crib, got it. Job, on it. Did I ever-” starts playing from your phone and you immediately know the song, Playing Games by Summer Walker. You start belting out the lyrics like you personally wrote them yourself, until you hear a familiar pattern of knocks on your door.
“This nigga can't be serious…” You said, sucking your teeth. Of course Jabber's coming over now, after blowing you off to hang out with his friends tonight. “Maybe if I ignore it, he'll get the damn hint-”
“Mama c'mon, I know you're in there, I hear your lil playlist” You hear Jabber's faint voice through the door, immediately rolling your eyes.
“So much for relaxing,” You sighed. You stepped out of the shower, grabbed your white towel and tied it around your body, making your way to your very impatient boyfriend, his pattern of knocks turning into bangs on your front door.
You swing the door open, visibly annoyed. Your arms rest crossed around your chest while you tap your foot, looking at your boyfriend’s stupid smirk plastered across his face.
He was wearing purple and black Jordan's (that you bought him) ripped jeans, a purple tank top with jersey numbers printed on the front, and a backwards black cap.
You notice the cap has your name stitched in with your favorite color, and your traitorous heart swells just a little.
“There she is. Was thinkin I'd need to break this door down.” He said, smiling at you, he has his hands behind his back, leaning forward to reach you at eye level. “And why you walking round in this towel?”
“I was in the middle of a shower before someone rudely interrupted me! Why you even here?! Don't you got a game to attend?” You said, anger clearly laced in your voice. You reach to close the door but Jabber places his foot between it.
“Woah, baby wait- I didn't end up going. I wanted to see you.”
“Like hell you wanted to see me! You canceled-”
“So I could surprise you with these.” He said, finally showing what was behind his back; a bouquet of your favorite flowers surrounded by your fave chocolates. You've been reposting flowers on your account for weeks hoping he'd see it.
You're immediately taken aback. "How'd you know I-”
“You're not exactly subtle, baby. Every two scrolls I see your reposts.” He said, handing you the flowers.
You stare at the flowers and then him, and slowly a smile creeps its way onto your face. You grab the flowers while rolling your eyes, “You piss me the fuck off”
“Yeah yeah I love you too mama” Your boyfriend said, grabbing you by the waist and kissing your forehead. “Damn, you smell so good, what scent is that?” He pulls you into a hug.
“Three actually; Shea butter, cocoa butter and vanilla, but I still need to use lotion. It's my last step.” You mumbled against his chest, enjoying his arms wrapped around you. One of your arms is outstretched so as to not crush the flowers.
“Fuck..let me do it. I love running my hands over your body.” Jabber insisted, his hands already grabbing at your ass through the towel.
A soft gasp escapes you. No matter how much you try to stay mad at this man, he always burrows his way back into your heart. You pull away from the hug, and get on your tiptoes to peck a kiss to his lips. “Fine, you're lucky you're cute.”
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Fifteen minutes later after you've fully completed your shower, Jabber is waiting outside the bathroom door. His shirt and jeans are long gone.
You barely even get a word out before he throws you over his shoulder, carrying you over to the bed.
“I can walk yknow.” You blurted out, resulting in a slap on your ass. A whimper escapes your mouth and you hear your boyfriend giggling to himself.
Before you even reach the room, the smell of your vanilla candle catches your nose. More specifically special candles that can also be used as lotion when the wax melts.
You bought them months ago. Thinking it would be fun to use on your boyfriend one day, but it seems Jabber got to them first.
He walks into your bedroom and places you down and your jaw drops.
Not only are your candles lit, but a heart made of rose petals lays on your bed too, and you see some of the chocolates and your lotion on your nightstand. You feel your boyfriend’s arms wrapped around you from behind, placing a kiss to your cheek. “You like what you see, mama?”
You let your body answer for you, spinning around to pull him down for a kiss. He kicks your door closed, and starts pushing you onto the bed, crawling on top of you. The kiss was messy, desperate. Your tongues clash against each other while your hand digs into his hair, moans spilling from his lips. He pulls back, a smile on his face.
“I don't want you to think for even a second that I'd rather be out instead of here. I haven't seen you all week mama, I missed you so much..” His hands start traveling up your waist. His long locs act as a shield for the outside world, rendering you only able to look at him, and his big pink eyes burning into yours.
“I missed you too, Jay..I've wanted you all week, baby..” You whispered, rubbing your hands over his face.
You feel him reach over the nightstand to grab a scoop of lotion, and he starts massaging you with it.
A sigh escapes you as you melt into his touch, his hands going over every spot on your body.
“I know baby, fuck you smell amazing. Let me take care of you.” You feel his hands reach your inner thighs and you shut your eyes as a whimper leaves your mouth. His hands are so close to where you need them most, your wetness staining the bed already.
Suddenly, you feel something hot on your body and your eyes shoot open. You see Jabber pouring the wax from your candle onto your legs. A moan rips through you.
“Relax mama. It feels good doesn't it?” You feel him massage the area, placing kisses to your flesh.
“F-fuck baby- that feels so good, Jay-” you cried out. Jabber leaves bite marks in each of your thighs before raising your foot to his chest.
He pours more wax, watching it slide down your legs before placing your foot in his mouth, sucking and watching his spit cover your toes.
You chuckle a little, “I missed my toes in your mouth” You tease, pushing your foot deeper emitting a groan from your boyfriend.
“I missed feeling them there..and this pussy looks like it's crying for me..” He mumbled around your toes. He reaches his hand up to collect the spit from your foot, and starts rubbing circles onto your clit, sucking on your toes harder.
“Oh, daddy, please don't stop!” You cried out, your back already arching off the bed. Your boyfriend slips two fingers inside of you and moans spill from you.
“Good fucking girl..already so wet for me.” The sounds of your moans and wetness fill the room, your hand gripping onto his arm as you cry out his name.
“I'm wet for you baby..fuck, only you Jabber…” You mumbled.
“Yeah? What was that little attitude at the door then,mama?” He was taunting you, fingers picking up the pace as you choke on your moans. He placed your feet back on the bed, his mouth leaning over to spit on your pussy. He started curling his fingers upwards to hit that spot inside of you that has you quivering.
“I didn't mean it daddy- Jabber fuck! Please let me cum” You pleaded, that knot in your stomach tightening up.
Your pussy was clenching onto his fingers, signaling your impending orgasm.
“Uh-uh not yet.” Jabber said, swiftly pulling his fingers out, licking them clean while smirking.
A whine left your mouth. You were so sexually frustrated all week and he's just teasing you.
“You can beg prettier than that..” He teased, leaning over to drip the wax over your breasts.
The wax would feel burning hot right before it cooled on your skin, making your body shiver with need. You feel jabbers hands pinching at your nipples before he places one in his mouth.
“Daddyyyyy!!” You slurred out, hands reaching to grab his, but he shakes his head and pins them above the bed, making you squirm underneath him.
“Be my good girl and tell me what you want.” He said. All his movements stopped, looking you straight in your eyes. You stare back at him, a frown forming on your face with that defeated look.
“Please let me cum, Jay. I'm sorry I got mad earlier. I promise I won't do it again daddy..”
You look for any sign of understanding on his face. He shakes his head, rests the wax back on the nightstand and gets close to your ear.
Instantly, you feel two fingers plunged into your core, and kisses lathering your neck. His thumb burning circles into your clit.
“That's all I wanted to hear, baby..” He moaned, his tongue trailing up your neck.
“Jabberrrr!!! I'm so close..” Your body jerks forward, a loud cry falling from your lips. You dig your nails into his back, hearing a groan of approval from him.
“I know you are mama I can feel it..please cum for me, cum on my fingers” He whimpered. Your teeth lay home on the side of his neck as you feel the knot break, your walls clenching around him, squirting all over his hand and the bed, black dots flooding your vision.
You're panting, trying to come down from your high, when you feel kisses traveling down your body.
“That's a good little slut, make a fucking mess.” He cooed, leaning down to collect your juices on his tongue.
He licked all the way from your hole to your cunt, slurping you up. His lips sucked at your clit while his tongue was deep inside of you. His hands held on so tight to your thighs you were sure you'd get marks.
“You taste so sweet, baby. She missed me, uh? I can hear her begging for my dick..” He whispered into your pussy, blowing air at your clit, causing you to whimper.
“I want it baby..I want you dick so deep inside of me, fuck.” You grabbed his head and pushed him deeper inside of you. A soft groan vibrates off your boyfriend.
“Fuck my face babyyyy~” he whined, feeling you grind against his tongue. His hands leave your thighs to rest on your ass, pushing you even further against his mouth.
Your hands tangle in his long locs, pushing your hips upwards as sweet moans fill the room. You lean down to see his eyes focused on you and you feel him smile against you.
His fingers dig crescents into your ass so hard he starts to draw little droplets of blood. Your body jerks upwards at the sensation and your eyes begin to roll to the back of your head as you feel that all too familiar knot tighten again.
“I'm gonna cum in your mouth daddy…oh baby I'm gonna cum so hard-” You slurred, going in and out of consciousness as he didn't let up his grip on you. Your legs start to shake, and you wrap your thighs around his head tight.
“Already baby? Right on my tongue, mama?” He stuck his tongue out, drawing patterns all over your clit.
“Right there Jabber..Fuck! Right there daddyyyyy~” You feel your pussy clenching, releasing all over your boyfriend's tongue, cream covering the bottom half of his face.
“Cover me in you baby…thatsss it good girlll~” He groaned, licking his face clean. He sits up and looks at you, all breathless and tears forming at the corner of your eyes.
“You're so beautiful like this..” He praised, palming himself through his boxers.
“You look so handsome, baby” You whispered, leaning over on your knees to pull his boxers down.
His dick hits his stomach, veins throbbing and pre-cum already leaking down the shaft. Your hand wraps around him, pumping him slowly while your tongue rests on his tip.
“F-fuck y/n, your tongue feels so good-” Whimpers pour out of him as he places his hand behind your head, pushing you further down.
You moan around him, taking him deeper into your mouth. Your tongue runs lines on the underside of his dick, hearing his moans. You suck the tip around your lips, your hands picking up speed around him. You spit on his dick, using your saliva to lubricate him better, and nasty sounds start to fill the room.
“What the fuck baby- spitting on my dick like that? You miss him lil mama?” He groaned, keeping a firm grip on your head, his eyes glued to you.
“Missed him so much daddy..I missed this dick” You moaned, placing kisses on his tip as your hands worked him.
Your boyfriend let out a loud moan followed by soft whimpers. He yanks your head up, running his thumb over your spit covered lips.
“Get on top of me. Right now mama please-” He pleaded, lifting you on top of him.
You both moaned after feeling your slick pussy land on his dick. You start grinding your hips onto him, wrapping your hands around his throat to push him down into the bed.
You feel a laugh caught in his throat. “There's my girl take what's yours- fuck I need it inside mama..” His hands grip at your hips, lifting you to slide down on him.
“Easy mama, open up for me- you're so fucking tight baby” He slurred, pushing you down on him. You bite back your moans, mentally counting how deep he is inside of you.
“I really missed this pussy-” He said. Feeling the bottom of your thighs hit his stomach. You're full to the brim with him, finally stretched out the way you've been missing all week.
He leaned you down into a kiss, licking your bottom lip for entrance so he can suck on your tongue. A moan ripples though you as you start grinding your hips.
“F-Fuck!! Missed this wet ass shit so baddd~” He broke the kiss as his hands tightened on your hips, bouncing you on his dick with much force.
“Fuck Jabberrrr!!!” You scream out as your head throws back, looking at your boyfriend grinding his hips into you. You try to push at his stomach to regain control, but he pins your hands behind your back, still bouncing you with one hand.
“Don't run from this dick mama!! He shouted, feeling you clench around him “Take all of me-oh fuckkkk keep taking me baby, please-”
The bed starts to squeak as he bounces you. The headboard slamming against the wall each time he collided with your body. You always told him not to go as hard when he comes over to your place due to rowdy neighbors, but at this point, you don't care about them.
“Yes daddy- keep using meeee~ let me get that nut out for you Jayyyy~” You whined, feeling him drill in you so right, you had no choice but to submit.
Heavy smacks landed on your ass emitting cries of your boyfriend's name. He moaned hearing you, your sounds always bringing him close to coming.
“You sound so desperate baby…this your dick mama? Hm?”
“My dick baby, mhm, all mines..” You feel his hand let go of your wrist and you waste no time latching them onto his throat again, rolling your hips in that way you know drives him crazy. “And whose pussy is this daddy?” You taunted back, tightening your hands around him.
“Mines mama all fucking mines” He chocked out, his fingers digging into your ass. “Fuckkk y/n I'm gonna nut-”
“In me babyyyy fuckkk~” You start rolling your hips faster. Feeling his tip hitting your cervix, you immediately spray all over his dick, his hips not letting up.
You feel your boyfriend’s dick throbbing inside of you, cries of your name leaving him as he reaches his climax.
“I'm coming mama- I'm gonna nut so deeeeeep y/nnn~” You feel him push you deep on him and a huge cry bursts through you. A guttural moan leaves his lips as he fills you full of him. So full it starts leaking out from you and onto the bed.
“I missed you so fucking badly, y/n” Jabber said, looking up at your face. A smile appears on your face, still panting after your orgasm.
“I missed you more sweetie”
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GAHHHH MY FIRST TIME WRITING SOMETHING LIKE THIS!!! Jabbers really REALLY got me in the trenches omg I need that man! Comments and criticism are greatly appreciated !!
【Summary】
Y/N is nervous about smoking weed for the first time, but Jabber’s cocky, teasing charm and stoner confidence quickly put her at ease.
【Word Count】
~2k
【Tags】
· fluff · flirty tension · first-time smoking weed · established relationship? (or friendship-to-flirt?) · modern au
Oh my… haven’t smoked in forever. This is my way of coping, I guess. Jeez, I need him so baaadddddddd (+or a fat blunt, or both? PLS).
The room smells faintly of tobacco and his cologne, soft light from the lamp casting shadows across the couch. I’m perched on the edge, knees pulled close to my chest, hands fiddling nervously, eyes locked on his every movement. Jabber’s sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of me, splitting the cigar carefully, emptying the tobacco, and packing the green with that lazy grin tugging at his lips. My heart thuds in my chest as I watch him work with that practiced precision, every motion deliberate.
“You nervous, ma?” he asks without looking up, voice low and drawling. I bite my lip and nod, my gaze flicking back to the blunt in his hands. “Uh… I’ve just never really done this before,” I admit softly, the words tasting strange on my tongue.
He laughs, the sound warm and teasing. “Ain’t nothin’ to it. I got you. You just follow me, yeah?” He leans closer, resting his head lightly against my knees, hand sliding over mine again to guide my fingers. “You good, ma. just sit back and trust me.” His warmth seeps into me, grounding my nerves, and I manage a small smile. “Okay… I trust you.”
Once the blunt is rolled, he leans back on the couch, tugging me gently against his side. “Here… I’ll show you.” He pulls out a lighter, flicking it expertly before holding the flame to the tip of the blunt. A small orange glow catches, smoke beginning to curl from the end. He takes a slow, careful drag, letting the ember burn evenly as he inhales, filling his lungs with the smoke. A thin stream trails from his lips as he exhales lazily, letting it curl around my face. “See? Nothin’ scary ‘bout it.”
He leans closer, holding the blunt steady between us before gently passing it into my hands. My grip is tentative, fingers trembling slightly, and I glance at him again, searching for any hint of disapproval.
I swallow, heart thudding, and my fingers curl around the blunt, feeling its warmth. “You… you sure it’s okay if I try?” My eyes flick to the glowing tip, then back to him, unsure where to look. “Bet,” he says, grinning. His thumb brushes my jaw, tilting my head up slightly so our eyes meet. “You gon’ do fine.”
“Just… inhale slow,” he murmurs, voice low and drawling, thumb brushing my cheek again as he guides me. “Like this.” Before I can react, he gently wraps his fingers around my wrist, holding the blunt still in my hand. His grip is firm but careful, guiding my hand toward his lips. I watch, heart hammering, as he takes a shallow drag, letting the smoke fill his lungs while my fingers remain wrapped around the warm blunt.
He exhales lazily, the smoke curling around us, and gives me a teasing grin. “Easy, baby girl. You got this.” My stomach tightens with a mix of nerves and anticipation, but the closeness of him, the warmth of his hand over mine, and the steady rhythm he sets make me want to try too.
I lift it toward my lips, hesitating, eyes darting to him for reassurance. My chest feels tight, and I swallow hard, unsure if I can actually do this. “You alright?” he murmurs, thumb brushing my cheek, that lazy grin tugging at his lips. “Ain’t gotta rush it, ma.”
I nod, taking a shaky breath, and finally bring it to my mouth. I take a small puff, coughing almost immediately, my eyes watering. He bursts into a low, rumbling laugh, catching me in his arms before I can wobble.
“Aww, that’s my girl” he says, pressing a soft kiss to my temple, teeth grazing lightly in that playful way he does. “Told you, you good.”
He holds me close, chuckling low, hand resting heavy on my waist as he takes the blunt from my fingers, letting his brush mine a few seconds longer than necessary. “Aight, shawty… lemme show you how it’s really done.” He takes a quick, smooth puff himself, letting the smoke curl lazily around.
He lifts the blunt to my lips again, tilting my head gently with his other hand. “Nah, nah… don’t just pull it in like that,” he murmurs, voice low and drawling, thumb brushing my cheek. “Breathe slow, steady… let it fill your lungs nice and easy. You feel me?” I nod, biting my lip nervously. “Okay… slow and steady.”
“Yup” he murmurs, face brushing mine, breath warm against my skin. “Relax, ma. Ya got this.” He moved the blunt in his hand closer to me and I try to mimic his rhythm, drawing in a deeper, slower hit. My chest fills with a sharp, sweet, burn, and my eyes water just a little. I cough lightly, sputtering, and he while wacthing me carefully, bursts into that low, amused chuckle again
“Shh… it’s cool, lil mama,” he murmurs, nipping gently at my shoulder, that playful smirk tugging at his lips. “Everybody cough their first time… but look at you, you actually did it right and lookin’ cute as hell doin' so.”
I groan softly, half embarrassed, half flushed from how close he is. “Cute?” He grins, thumb tracing lazy circles along my ribs. “Yeah, cute,” he drawls, voice low and amused. “Hot, too. sittin’ here all shy, actin’ like you don’t know what you doin’, got me feelin’ some type of way.”
I shake my head, still fighting a smile, and take the blunt from his hand. One deep breath. Slow, steady, just like he said. The smoke pulls smooth this time, sliding easy into my lungs. No cough, no stumble. Just warmth spreading through my chest.
He watches, that lazy grin tugging at his lips, eyes half-lidded and amused. I exhale slow, the smoke drifting between us, and his grin widens.
“You killin’ it, ma,” he murmurs, voice low and teasing, that hint of pride slipping through his drawl. “One more hit, and you gon’ think you a pro.” I glance up at him, the warmth in his tone easing the nerves that had been sitting heavy in my chest. The light catches on his grin; he looks equal parts amused and impressed.
“Am I really doing it right?” I ask, the words coming out softer than I meant. He leans back a little, watching me with that lazy confidence that never really fades. “Yeah, you got it,” he says, a small chuckle rumbling in his throat. “Easy now, ma… don’t clear the whole thing on ya own.”
I can’t help but giggle, brushing his hand lightly. “Whoa… I think I’m feelin’ a little… uhm.” He lets out a low chuckle, leaning closer so I can feel the warmth of his breath. “Mm… that’s exactly it. Ride it out, ma. Don’t overthink, just let it hit.”
He chuckles, low and rough, leaning closer. “Aight… lemme show you a lil trick, ma.” He takes the blunt again, puffing slowly, then pulls it back and exhales a perfect little ghost ring, a neat circle of smoke floating in the air between us. “Aight, it’s kinda wasteful with a blunt, but don’t matter, showin’ you’s the point.”
I blink, impressed, mouth falling slightly open. “Woah… how did you-” He grins, teeth flashing. “Patience, shawty. Watch close.” He pulls a slow, controlled drag from the blunt, letting the smoke curl thick and steady in front of him. Then, with a subtle flick of his tongue and a slight push from his throat, he exhales a tight, concentrated ring that floats perfectly for a second before dissipating. “See that?”
I laugh softly, chest rising and falling, eyes sparkling even through the haze. “Woah… that’s… I didn’t even know smoke could do that.” He leans down, brushing his lips to my cheek. “Ain’t done yet, ma. You tryna try it?”
I hesitate, fingers brushing against his chest. “I… I don’t know if I can do that” He smirks, thumb brushing my jaw. “Relax, shorty. You won’t mess nothin’ up. Worst case, we laugh about it. You feel me?” He smirks, thumb brushing my jaw. “Wasting a little ain’t no biggie, I can snag a few grams outta August’s order.”
He smirks, thumb brushing my jaw, fingers lazy on my shoulder. “Aight, look… that’s a ghost, ma. Don’t yank the smoke, pull it slow, smooth, ya feel me? Then your mouth doin’ work, tongue ready for a lil push, lips chill. Tiny puff from the throat, let it float… boom. Ring or lil ghost, easy.”
He leans back, blowin’ another one, smoke twistin’ up like it got its own mind. “Watch me one more time, watch close. That’s how it’s done. You gon’ get it.”
“Bet you can,” he murmurs, fingers curling around mine, guiding my hand to the blunt. I mimic him, slow and careful. The smoke curls out, jagged at first, then I manage a smooth little... almost ring. His eyes widen just a little, and his grin spreads wide, genuine surprise lighting up his face. “Wait… hold up,” he says, chuckling low. “You… you actually kinda got it. smooth as hell. Didn’t expect you to hit that clean on the first try, ma.”
I laugh, a little proud, my nerves melting into something lighter. “Guess I had a good teacher.” He shakes his head, still smiling, eyes glittering. “Nah, you a natural, ma.” A low, rough chuckle escapes him as he catches my gaze. “You tryna learn another trick? Don’t gotta waste nothin’ this time.”
He takes another big hit but doesn’t inhale it fully. Instead, he leans in, lips brushing mine, teasingly slow. I can taste the faint sweetness of the smoke on his breath before it enters my mouth. A thin stream of it drifts between us, and I instinctively suck in a little, letting it linger on my tongue before I swallow and exhale. My eyes flutter shut, startled, the warmth of him mixing with the soft, hazy smoke curling around us, making my chest tighten in a rush of nerves and excitement.
I just sit there for a moment, mouth slightly open, words stuck, still caught off guard, still feeling the warmth of his lips and the sharp burn in my lungs.
He leans back, that lazy grin tugging at his lips, eyes glittering. "This might just be my new favorite part about smokin’ with you,” he says, voice low and teasing, thumbs brushing mine. I blink, heat rushing to my cheeks, words failing me. “I… uh…”
He laughs low, shaking his head, eyes glinting. “Don’t worry, lil mama… I know you felt that. You think you can copy it… or too scared to try?” I glance down at the blunt in my hands, heart hammering. “I… I can try,” I murmur, fingers curling around it tighter, eyes locked on him.
He smirks, leaning a little closer, eyes teasing. “Aight… Show me what you got.” I take a shaky breath, lifting the blunt to my lips. Smoke fills my lungs, thick and warm, and I glance up at him, catching his teasing grin.
Leaning in, I press my lips to his, careful at first, then bolder, letting a thin stream of smoke escape from my mouth into his as we kiss. My chest tightens, nerves and excitement twisting together, and I feel him chuckle low against my lips, thumbs brushing my hands as he guides me gently.
When we pull back slightly, the haze between us curls and drifts, and I can’t help but grin, heart hammering. “Did… did I do it right?” I murmur, breath warm and shaky. He smirks, voice low and teasing. “Hell yeah, lil mama… smooth as fuck. You got me buzzin’.” I nod, heart thudding, leaning fully into him, lips parting slightly as he presses another kiss to mine.
“Mm… that’s my girl,” he murmurs, teeth grazing my jaw, hand sliding from my waist to my hip, holding me close.
Ima defo keep writing more Plug!/drug-user Jabber stuff. And that Jabber x Reader x Zanka fic in my drafts... is also waitin for me to finish… aaaaa!
Saw this an instantly thought of Jabber😭😭 because what do you mean call the cops? WHAT DID I DOO?? Probably went through my phone and saw some shit but still..i may havé an issue why is this turning me on?
He would definitely have that location LOCKEDDD! I just find it so fascinating somebody can be that obsessed to where they know how you get home from work to what time you wipe yo ass😭
I was tagged in the masterpiece and oh my god when i tell you my brain EXPLODED!
Jabber being an artist?? A rapper??? Girl my panties are soaked, i’m a fucking groupie!! This may have sparked something inside of me..i need this man’s kids!! LOOK AT THE FOLDS IM HISSSS STOMACHHH
Them snake bites?? Oh shit imagine him slurping your own and all you feel in that mental going over them nasty, soaked folds! I wanna hump this man’s face off till he can’t fucking breathe!! THE TONGUE PIERCING?? HIS TONGUE i want him to slide it inside oh he would be a tongue fucker look at his nasty ass!
That fresh undercut under them dreads is a the key to my heart and my wallet maybe Beyoncé was up to something on Suga Mama. Hes such a cocky bastard flashing his jewelry everywhere and then GRILLZZZ oh fuck imma get violent! IM TRYING TO STAY FOCUSED but when shit like this gets posted AND SENT TO ME i start cumming everywhere.
I wanna paint his nails while he paints the inside of my pussy his favorite color!! I need him oh so fucking bad!
This screams Plug!Jabber this is exactly what i pictured walking out that house😫😫 Where is alexa?? Play “None Of Your Friends Business!!”
He look like a nasty ass nigga FUCK i’ll be right back I was gonna drop TOMORROW NOW ITS GOTTA BE TONIGHT!
