Can’t Be Tamed
For Kinktober - Prompt: Brat Taming
Write-tober Masterlist
Moon Knight Masterlist
18+ Only MDNI
A/N: I’ve decided that these fics will be posted whenever they’re posted rather than being on a schedule. I’ve had some things crop up in life that have taken priority. Hope y’all understand.
I’m not sure if I’m entirely happy with how this one turned.
Summary: Jake liked to push your buttons, finally you decided to take matters into your own hands.
Pairing: Brat!Jake Lockley x fem reader
WC: 1.9k
This work contains: Bratty Jake my beloved, heavy teasing, sexting (kind of), face sitting, PiV, use of sex toys (riding crop and a cock ring), edging, mild overstim, multiple orgasms (f receiving), light bondage, I would say this is a failed brat taming because Jake is Jake but it’s still fun
Jake had been a pain in the ass all day, and you were at the end of your rope.
It was never enough for you to be legitimately mad at him, of course, but just enough to let you know that he was itching for you to let loose on him.
Sneaky touches here, a supposedly coincidental brush of his crotch against your backside there.
Then there were the little dirty comments, followed by that shit eating grin you loved.
That you were used to already. That was just Jake.
Times like this though, he really took it up several levels.
It started in the shower first thing in the morning, you two were in there together like you usually were.
It always started out innocent enough, but sometimes things predictably spiralled into a steamy quickie.
As Jake’s hands wandered down from your shoulders, slowly sliding over your wet tits and to your waist.
His chest was flush against your back, his chin resting on your shoulder. His breath was hot on your skin as his hands kept moving downwards, past your hips and overlapping at the very bottom of your abdomen.
You could feel his erection poking at your back, resting just above the curve of your ass.
His fingers were barely brushing where you wanted them, making your heart start to pound faster and faster.
You leaned your head back against his shoulder, subtly moving your hips to give him the go ahead. A silent plea.
Suddenly, it was all gone.
“Probably shouldn’t get you too riled up before work, mi amor,” he said ever so casually, pulling back like nothing had even happened. “Wouldn’t want you getting distracted.”
You were stunned into silence, frozen in place.
And true to his word, he left you like that.
Of course, his reasoning was bullshit.
You were nothing but riled up and distracted all morning, but by the time your lunch break rolled around you had settled down.
Then you checked your phone, which in hindsight was a bad idea.
‘Video Message from My Boys ❤️’
You opened it curiously, and you were glad you had your volume muted.
There was a video of Jake in the mirror, sitting on the edge of the bed completely nude and jacking himself off.
You spared a quick glance around to make sure you were alone, then paused the video.
You shakily pulled your headphones out of your bag and fumbled around before finally getting them plugged in. Once you put the earbuds in, you played the video again and listened to his precious little noises.
The fire inside you that fizzled out earlier was reignited, burning more intensely than before. Yet you couldn’t look away.
The little bit of sweat on his brow, the blissed out look on his handsome face, his chest heaving in breaths as he was clearly about to finish.
The hand that was holding their phone was surprisingly steady. You’d honestly be impressed if you weren’t so focused on the sight that filled your phone screen.
And if you weren’t thinking about how you’d definitely be getting back at him for this one.
This was just plain unfair.
The video stopped before Jake finished, once again leaving your satisfaction to abruptly hit a brick wall going a hundred miles an hour.
You closed the video, seeing the text that came only a minute after the video.
‘Oops, didn’t mean to send that. Sorry x -J’
You were gonna kick his ass. Lovingly, of course.
‘Breaking two rules in one go. Can’t say I’m surprised,’ you texted back, and it was read almost immediately.
‘You know me, I’m an overachiever.’
The response made you chuckle and shake your head, even as you began to plan out how his evening would be going once you got home.
‘You’re such a brat, Lockley.’
‘You love it.’
You rolled your eyes at that one, even if it was true.
‘Mama’s gotta remind you who’s in charge here. If you can be a good boy until I get home maybe I’ll go easy on you.’
‘Why would I want that?’
He was really trying to get you worked up, and he was succeeding.
‘I’ll be home at six, be ready.’
You set your phone face down after pressing send, deciding to leave it at that until you got home.
And that’s exactly what you did.
It didn’t take long from the time you walked through the front door to when you were both nude with Jake under you, completely at your mercy.
You finished tying his hands to the headboard with some silk ties you dug out of the closet, his arms stretched above his head beautifully.
“I’d hardly call this a punishment,” he quipped at you once you settled yourself straddling his hips.
“You think you’re cute, huh?” You took on a more commanding tone, running your hands along his chest.
“I think I’m adorable,” he was quick to respond, a cocky grin plastered on his face.
“Y'know, you are adorable,” you teased, tousling his dark curls. “You think you're in charge here, baby boy. And that is adorable.”
His grin faltered for a moment, but the defiance in his eyes remained.
“Good thing you have me here to fix you up,” you cooed to him sweetly, climbing off of him to pick out what you needed for tonight.
With your choices made, you dropped your chosen toys onto the bed beside him.
You spit into your hand before wrapping it around his hard cock, jerking him a few times while he squirmed and tried to buck his hips.
That was all you gave him though, slipping on the silicon cock ring before letting go.
A choked whine rumbled deep in his chest as the pressure of the ring settled around his length, cutting off any orgasm he was hoping to have.
Without another word, you climbed back on top of him, facing his feet this time.
“Can’t say I’m not enjoying the view,” he continued to use that witty mouth of his, grasping onto any ounce of control he had.
Frankly you could think of a much better way to put his mouth to good use.
“Same as always, tap the headboard twice if you need me to stop,” you reminded him, lifting your hips up before sitting yourself down on his pretty face.
He got to work immediately, finding your clit with his tongue quickly.
You grabbed the riding crop you laid next to him, using the long handle to brush the cool leather end against his thighs.
You watched as his muscles tensed briefly at the new sensation, goosebumps erupting across his skin.
You brought down the crop a few times on each of his thighs, a light smacking sound echoing through the bedroom.
His neglected cock twitched, begging for your attention. You traced the sensitive head with the very end of the crop, making him whine and squirm under you.
Your hips rolled as his tongue expertly played with your clit and pussy, lapping and sucking at all the right spots to make you see stars.
You dropped the crop in favor of grabbing his hips to steady yourself as he sent you speeding towards your climax.
He was truly talented with that mouth of his.
Your thighs shook as you reached your first orgasm of the night, spilling your juices all over Jake’s face.
He greedily drank from you as much as he possibly could, moaning into your heat as you wrapped a hand around his red and leaking cock again.
“Look at you being good for me,” you shakily praised him, legs clenching around his head as you struggled to keep yourself somewhat upright. “See how much easier it is when you listen?”
You sloppily moved your hand up and down around his shaft, using the precum that leaked from his as lube.
His moaning between your legs sent vibrations through you, overstimulating your sensitive clit.
You jerked him off faster, listening with a smile as his gorgeous sounds got louder and louder.
He was still lapping at your wetness, bringing you to another less intense orgasm right as his was ultimately ruined by the ring around his cock.
You lifted yourself off of him carefully, letting go of his now angry red length.
You decided to have a little bit of mercy, carefully removing the cock ring from him. He gasped in relief as it slid off,
You turned yourself around to face him, straddling his hips.
He looked completely blissed out, heaving in breaths with his eyes closed. His face was wet with your juices, creating a gorgeous sight before you.
If it wasn’t for the little furrow in his brow, you would have thought he was completely relaxed.
“Does my bratty boy need to cum?” You teased him, tracing a single finger down his chest.
“Please,” he barely whispered, his hips twitching.
He whined loudly as you sat yourself down in his overly sensitive cock, tugging hard at the ties that kept his hands above his head.
After adjusting to the delicious stretch of him inside of you, you picked up the crop again.
“Jake?” You called his name softly, waiting until he opened his eyes to look at you. “You still good?”
He nodded silently, shallowly thrusting up into you.
“Baby, I need you to talk to me,” you coaxed gently, and you watched him lazily roll his eyes.
That’s your man.
“I’m good, please just move,” he managed to get out, completely lost in how your wet heat surrounded him.
You trailed the end of the riding crop down his arm, sending a shiver through him. You brought it down lightly all over his chest, leaving light pink marks across his skin.
You tossed the crop to the floor once you were satisfied, and splayed your hands across his chest as you started bouncing on his achingly hard cock.
A strangled moan made its way up his throat, dying off behind his clenched teeth.
You knew it wouldn’t take long.
His little sounds of pleasure grew louder and louder as you clenched down around him, and he pressed his head back into the pillow as much as he could.
His hips jerked up to meet yours, once again bringing you close to the edge with him.
“Please?” He gasped out as you sped up your movements, looking at you with desperation filled eyes.
“You’ve been good,” you considered, pretending to ponder for a moment. “You can cum, baby.”
With your permission and a few more rhythmic bounces of you on top of him, he filled you with hot bursts of his cum.
He swore under his breath, hands clenching into fists as you used him to bring yourself to your own orgasm again.
You were so oversensitive in the best way possible, and you knew you’d be feeling this one for a few days.
You pulled yourself off of him with a soft groan, planting yourself to straddle his hips again as your legs shook.
You untied his hands, and he instantly grabbed your hands in his. Pulling you to lay on top of him completely, he let out a content sigh.
“You good?” You asked tiredly, feeling the rise and fall of his chest even out beneath you.
“That was amazing,” he whispered back, his arms wrapping around you.
“Good,” you replied with a smile, pressing a kiss to his shoulder. “You gonna keep being a brat?”
“Oh, mi amor…” He let out a chuckle at the loaded question. “You already know the answer is yes.”
