OK HEAR ME OUT ON THIS ONE CAUSE I HAVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS FOR A WHILE🙏🏻 Bsf jinx with reader that has a boyfriend and jinx is lowkey a perv and like obsessed with reader and hates her boyfriend and one night as the two hang out, jinx finally snaps and fucks reader🫦
cw. reader in a straight relationship. perv!jinx. cheating. pantie stealing. suppressed feelings from reader. cunnilingus. teasing mentions. men dni!
“he’s super sweet! did i tell you about the date that he took me on last week? with the pretty sunset and the-”
“yeah, you already told me,” jinx deadpans, cutting off your sappy rant with a dull roll of her eyes.
“sorry,” you laugh, “but you know how he is, such a romantic.” you continue to sip on the drink that jinx generously got for you as she tinkers with one of her gadgets between her fingers. you didn’t hear her as she muttered an annoyed “yeah, whatever.”
jinx is your best-friend, and you do notice that she has a tendency to grow a little irritated whenever you’re talking about your boyfriend, but you simply assumed that she’s getting bored of listening to all of his sentimental and romantic gestures.
jinx never really struck you as a romantic, considering she regularly labels your relationship as “yucky,” so you never considered that her distaste over your boyfriend was anything other than some type of second-hand romance fatigue.
“so… are we actually gonna hang out or are you just gonna talk about your boy-toy the whole time?” jinx asks, obnoxiously sipping on her own drink through her straw.
“he isn’t my boy-toy, i’ve already told you. also, you probably shouldn’t call him that to his face anymore, it makes things awkward-”
“shhhhh!” jinx cuts you off, discarding her drink and gadget onto the floor beside her as she pulls you to your feet, “i’m making a ban, no more talking about you-know-who.”
“you-know-who?” you laugh, stringing your fingers together with her own, “who is he, voldemort?”
“hush! the ban is already in place!”
after a moment of silence, considering her words, you playfully roll your eyes, “fine, what are we doing tonight then?”
you spent almost three hours hanging out at her place. jinx braided your hair into two sections to match hers, talked you through all of her new inventions as of late as you continued to ask about them, genuinely intrigued.
you danced for a little while, enjoying the loud music playing from jinx’s gramophone, and now you both lay on the floor beside her makeshift bed, simply talking.
“and as i was watching the airships go over the water, the sun hit just right and it looked so pretty, like something out of a movie. you’ll have to come along and see sometime.”
“yeah, that sounds cool,” jinx replies softly, gently moving your hair back from covering the side of your face from her view.
you smile, squeezing jinx’s hand slightly as she holds onto your own. you love spending time with jinx, wether you’re talking or sitting in silence, no time with her could ever seem badly spent.
“why are you even with him?”
“huh?” you hum as you look at her, confused over the abrupt statement and considering wether you misheard her.
“why are you with him?” she repeats, enunciating each word more boldly as she stares at you with no traces of her usual playfulness gracing her features.
“um… he’s nice. you’ve met him, jinx. you know that he’s not a bad guy.”
“right,” jinx rolls her eyes, moving her stare from you to the seemingly everlasting ceiling of her hideout, even unlinking her hand from yours to place on her stomach, “he’s a dreamboat, whatever.”
“don’t be like that,” you soothe, gently holding onto her hand once again. “why don’t you like him? did he do or say something to you that i don’t know about, or…”
“no. like he would get that far, even if he wanted to,” she replies, a slight cockiness in her tone, making you huff in amusement.
“then what?” you ask quietly.
after a few long seconds of jinx examining your features in intense silence, she finally speaks up: “you deserve somebody better. somebody who actually knows you and what you need.”
“what do you mean?” jinx is quick to sigh at your confused reply, but what heightens your puzzlement is when she leans over you, placing her hands on either side of your head as she stares down at you.
“i’ve known you way longer than he has, and he just comes in thinking that he has you wrapped around his finger with his dumb dates and stupid gifts.”
“are you- jinx, are you… jealous of him, or something?”
“yes, i am actually.” she says, completely serious as she looks at you.
“why?!”
“you didn’t even give me a chance! but you gave him one? he’s a complete bore and the only interesting thing about him is you.”
this sudden jealous behaviour from jinx is truly baffling to you. you knew that she didn’t particularly like your boyfriend, but this talk about “not giving her a chance?”
before getting an opportunity to reply, jinx is kissing you, harshly and messily, clearly from pure impulse.
after a moment, she pulls back slightly to observe your reaction. you look at her in slight surprise, but it doesn’t take you long to initiate the kiss this time, suddenly desperate for this new feeling that comes with jinx.
during the make-out, her hands move from casually resting beside your head, to wrapping around your wrists, gently holding you in place beneath her.
your fingers trail down her waist, massaging her skin slightly and pulling her closer towards you as if on some forbidden instinct.
you migrate down closer to the waistband of her pants, and as soon as jinx recognised your intent, she was swift to pull them off herself.
you quietly admire her, scanning your gaze over her body as she discards her pants on the floor and gets to taking her flimsy shirt off, and that’s when you notice the panties that she’s wearing.
the ones that look strikingly familiar; the ones that you mysteriously lost a few weeks ago.
“are those mine?” you blurt out, eyeing the material.
jinx simply giggles, “oh, yeah. borrowed them, hope you don’t mind,” she says, carelessly throwing her shirt away before she leans down to place a quick kiss on your cheek.
you probably should be weirded out, but to you, the only weird thing about this situation is that you don’t really mind.
jinx had taken notice of the bracelet around your wrist while she had her hand wrapped around it. she got a look at it after she pulled back, and realised that it was one of the many hollow gifts that he had gotten for you.
as she places eager kisses farther down your torso, gently stripping you of your clothing until your down to your bra and panties, she takes ahold of your hand once again, interlocking your fingers as she moves her free hand to your thigh; parting your legs and teasing the wet patch on your underwear lightly with her fingertips.
you allowed her to satisfy her curiosity for a moment, but after a good few seconds of jinx continuing to taunt you through your panties, you began to get antsy.
“jinx, please just- if we’re gonna… we should be quick, i told him i would be back by now,” you sigh, face flushing as you watch her rest comfortably between your legs.
jinx pulls back suddenly, making you suppress a whine, not necessarily intent on humiliating yourself further before her.
“i thought i made a ban,” she says with a scoff and a roll of her eyes.
“are you serious?” you ask with a huff, glaring at her in annoyance.
jinx moves her hand out of your grasp, only to grip onto your wrist, tug down your bracelet and throw it away without any concern over the delicate object.
you gasp, trying to discover where it landed through the dull lighting or listen to any minor sound of clattering if it fell down into the void.
in a blink, jinx unclips your bra before pulling down your damp panties and latching her tongue onto your cunt, licking between your folds eagerly and forcefully taking your attention away from the bracelet.
“don’t think about anything else,” jinx mumbles against you amidst your gasps and moans, “just me. feels good, right?”
you hum in reply, reeking of desperation and a fear that if you open your mouth to talk, you’ll confess something to jinx that she’ll never let you come back from.
she licks over your wetness like if she didn’t savour every last drop her entire world would end, and she seems intent on not letting you forget how much she’s enjoying this with her filthy words.
“you taste so fucking good, why’d you wait so long to let me have you?”
“you’re dripping,” she laughed, “didn’t know you wanted me this bad. should’ve said something, toots.”
“might just keep you here forever, you’ll never have to pretend with him again.”
so much for the ban.
that night, when jinx made you come underneath her tongue three times over, there wasn’t a single thought that crossed your wrecked mind that wasn’t owned by her; she made sure of that.
getting back to your boyfriend was no longer a concern in the moment, even though you knew that you would inevitably have to return to him in the morning.
you could already feel jinx’s sly touches behind his back alongside her piercing taunting gaze as she silently let you know exactly what she had hanging over your head, even if you hadn’t yet admitted it to yourself, she would always be there to remind you just how many times you moaned out her name, begging her to keep touching you.
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- a.n. bleugh im sick rn my throat is killing me i feel like im swallowing glass. ive been watching twilight the whole day and ugh i love the volturi
