For piss kink I think it would be a good scenario to have Joel and reader staying at a hotel and having to share a bathroom. They get back from a night out and she has to go but unfortunately so does he. She sits on the toilet and goes while he aims in between her legs.
Shared Room
Joel Miller x F!Reader
Warnings: PISS KINK, 18+ ONLY
Your date weekends out with Joel are usually filled with great music on the road, drunken grinding on each other in a bar, and shared insatiable sex in the hotel room booked for the two of you.
Except this weekend, Joel’s truck needing maintenance on the side of the road for 4 hours, radio shorted out, the bars were packed with too many other drunk “just turned 21 year olds” barfing on one another, and hotel reservation canceled last minute for overbooking wasnt exactly the fun you had planned.
You’re exhausted, hungry, and above all, need to go relax in a private bathroom that didn’t involve the rest of the world going to shit around your day.
Joel ALSO was looking forward to it.
Now checked into a dingy motel, more drunk than you had intended because you were trying to have a good time and not get annoyed by the kids in the “oldies” club. You to stumble to the door, clutching the big lump of a man, desperate to make it in and to the toilet before you end up looking like a kid peeing herself.
Joel gave you one look, seeing the way you sway back and forth crossing your legs, and narrows his eyes. You narrow yours too, and peek his crotch and his little inward flinches, before back to his gaze. A moment of silent passes before he’s turning the key, and you’re both shoving passed the other barring into the hallway in the dark, punching around to find the bathroom door. Joel’s already unbuckling his pants but you luckily slide your skirt and panties down in one swift motion and sit your ass on the toilet in front of him.
“Fuck!” He shouts in defeat.
You smile triumphantly, but also in relief, as your liquids rush out of you with just the nick of time.
His eears twitch at the sound of your piss trickling into the toilet loudly, splashing the water and echoing the entire bathroom.
He doesn’t stop the frantic, now slightly angered, tearing of his jeans down. “Spread.”
You stare up at him with big eyes, unsure yet curious as your thighs part. He fists his slightly limp cock and aims it towards the narrow slit of the basin before sighing, and a rush of yellow urine shots from his slit down into the toilet.
“Hey!” You shout, but don’t dare move as your shared pee fills the toilet.
“Lift your shirt,” he says, grinning as he steadies himself.
You ball your top and grasp it between your teeth, revealing your breasts pressed tightly in your pull up bra.
You hum, watching him stand above with his cock in his hand, the stead rush of both of your filled bladders emptying together.
You try not to lick your lips at each twitch of his dick, slowly hardening under your gaze, leaning back to get a full appreciation of him.
He tugs up just a bit, and his jet of piss hits right on your exposed clit. “UFMM!” You gasp, nearly letting your shirt slip from your teeth, startled at the warm pelt of his hot urine splattering on your little nub just perfectly.
“Ahhh, that’s the spot, ain’t it?”
You nod, eyelids feeling heavy from the relentless pleasure stimulating your clit. He hears the stuttering of your piss start and stop, affected now by your little throbs of your cunt.
Joel pumps his cock and tilts his stream up to now splash all over your belly before forcing the last shot of piss between your tits. Before you could protest, Joel yanks his shirt off and shimmies out of his pants entirely.
“Get in the shower and clean your little tits off, or I’ll make you suck my cock clean since you wanna be a selfish little piss bitch.”
ao3 tags: Forced Proximity, Smut, Angst, Hotel Sex, Little Freaks, Remus and Regulus friendship, Sex In A Cave, Unsafe Sex, Trans Regulus Black, Intoxication, Drunk Sex, One Bed, P In V,
summary:
When James and Regulus find themselves thrown together in a room during Remus and Sirius’ engagement trip, they're forced to navigate their unexpected proximity. Tensions simmer, and fireworks spark as they uncover hidden feelings and deep-seated truths about one another. What starts as a reluctant cohabitation soon transforms into an electrifying journey of discovery, during which they learn just how much their lives and hearts are about to change.
Ok so in 2 weeks time I'll be moving in to my dorm at uni, of which I will be sharing (for the first time in c.10 years), and it's safe to say I'm terrified. Therefore this is a plea to all of you who may have been in a similar situation, to help resolve the age old question...
How the fuck do you divide a shared room into two to save personal space and privacy, but not jeaprodise the 10/10 aesthetic of the room???
please help me my brain has run out of ideas and I need my space dudes
