Omg HI SORRY I’ve been thinking about sub Jonathan for a while, and to me he’s just the most whimpery and pathetic perverted loser and I want him SO bad..I was wondering, if you could do one where he dreams of being a puppy and is so shy that sometimes that part of him slips? Apologies if this sounds too forward or obscene, I was only wondering 😭
ohh my god nonnie absolutely this is making me tweak he's so loser puppy bf coded. 😵💫 (i apologise for the late response!)
sub!jonathan x gn!reader, a lot of puppy comparisons. 18+ under the cut! (leg humping, coming in pants, jon being cute)
wc: 887
jonathan is sooo meek about it and doesn't know how to tell you :( and those split moments when you're calling him your good boy with his mouth latched around your fingers or you're stroking his hair when his face is smothered into your lap get him so whiny and blissful because it's the only time he can fantasize about being your puppy boy without asking for it.
but there's also definitely times where he gets too deep into that headspace and isn't aware that he's being so painfully obvious about it. you hadn't thought much of it at first, the way he'd whine and tilt his head a little whenever you called his name or tried getting up out of bed; he just latches onto you with his hands and cries all pathetic with those big wet eyes peering up at you. you're just his person and he can't help but follow you around like you're his owner sometimes... him latching on to your bag or back pocket whilst you're both out oh my goshhh !!!! he just lets you take him anywhere, just so happy to be with you and to be led around.
but maybe one night he slips further than usual. maybe you're both spending a quiet night in at his house, nobody's home so the living room and tv is all yours. not that jonathan cares too much anyways, he'd found himself pretty comfortable sat at your feet - hugging your legs, all spaced out with his cheek rested on your kneecap. and when you'd absentmindedly bring your hand down to scratch at his head and play with his hair, he'd lean up into it and let out a little sigh of content.
'you're like a puppy,' you comment, but it's an instant switch and then he's whining and crying and asking 'am- am i?'
it's adorable actually, he twists his body around to face you and rests his chin on your thigh. just don't look at his teary eyes, he's gonna get all shy and blushy.
'that's what you want? to be my puppy boy?' you question, but he doesn't know how to say yes :( poor thing is just so shy and all he can do is bury his face into your skin and vocalise through a pathetic whimper, so you tell him, 'it's okay, oh you're so sweet... you're my puppy boy, huh?'
he does one big, shaky exhale and just nods and he feels so fuzzy-brained when you scoot your leg and push it into his groin... he instinctively moves along with you and hikes his hips up to sit on your foot, his big paws coming up to cling at your calf, and when you instruct him with a, 'show me what a good puppy you are, jonny...' he slowly ruts up into your leg and he feels sososo good despite the fact he's constricted by his pants and he's sososo unbelievably timid about it D:
he bows his head and the little 'ah, ah, ah's' and strangled mewls are so endearing but you want him to look at you whilst he does it, you want to watch his pretty little face contort in pleasure. his pouts and his cute little concentrated face when he finds an angle that's so sensitive is so precious... he's the sweetest thing ever :( not to mention his shaky hands that he can't keep in one place, so fidgety and restless.
'close... 'm close...' he mutters out and you of course wouldn't let him come that easily, would you? you run a hand through his scruffy hair and make him look up at you and he's fully crying now, tear-stained crimson cheeks glowing in the television gleam. you ask him one simple question, 'you're gonna tell me you're my good puppy, then you can come, right?'
his hips stutter and he shocks himself with a loud, desperate mix of a moan and whine but he nods and starts his thrusts back up. and when he's just at the edge, his hands scramble up to reach for yours and he's got a death grip on them when he halts his movements and he tilts his head up at you, 'i'm... mmmhm... i'm your good puppy!' his voice is so hoarse and so high pitched and oh ⸝⸝๑﹏๑⸝⸝ it's only a couple more rolls of his hips and he's spilling into his pants, probably making such a mess, his mouth falling slack and he's so loud about it... poor baby usually takes a little while to recover when he comes but this time it's so different and he's still floating in that headspace.
his breaths are still coming in heaves and he's still moaning when you pull him up to rest on the sofa, but he won't even let you leave his side for 10 seconds whilst you fetch him a change of pants and underwear - he'll follow you all the way to his bedroom and nudge his forehead into your back because he just can't get enough of you.
and when you're both tangled together in his bed later on, freshly showered with clean clothes, he'll lean up on his elbow and look at you and ask if he did okay. just a puppy so eager to make you proud and to be so good for you.
25, 36 smut with sub Jonathan? If you write for him of course
I love Jonathan and I'd love to ruin him
“What makes you think I’m going to fuck you?”
“Touch yourself.”
Not proofread
Jonathan had this new friend, Argyle. He was a good guy and very funny. But he has the tendency to steal her boyfriend, get him high, and never give him back.
Y/N will admit she's a needy girlfriend. She wants her boyfriend. She misses him. They've been through hell together, sticking side by side with Will. And now that things seem to be going good, Jonathan wanted to feel good. Getting high didn't seem like a big deal. His brain in the clouds, having no idea he's been ignoring his girlfriend for weeks.
And she wasn't having it. People could sense the tension between the couple, just not Jonathan or Argyle. And it wasn't Argyle's fault, but she wanted to blame him.
She was used to Jonathan always being by her side. Now he's barely home, getting high at a pizza shop and not bothering to return her calls.
But she had a plan
She was going to make him beg for the slightest bit of attention.
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She used her best make up, styled her hair to perfection, and put on her best dress.
She smiled as she walked into Jonathan's room. Not surprised to see Argyle already in there, smoking a blunt.
"wow baby....you look gorgeous" Jonathan gasped. Coughing away the smoke in his lungs.
"damn girl" Argyle whistled.
She sent him a smile and walked over to Jonathan's closet.
"what are you doing?" Jonathan asked. Eyes watching her body closely. Tugging on his jeans lightly.
"I need a jacket. Supposed to be cold" she answered blankly. Digging through his hangers until she found the one she wanted. Smiling as she yanked the blue flannel.
"where are you going?" He piped up
"Jackie invited me out with her and Jackson" smirking as she said the name.
"JACKSON?" Jonathan piped up fast
"who's that?" Argyle
"he's a friend" Y/N said quickly, slipping on the jacket as she raced out of the door.
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"a friend my ass. He's been after her for months." Jonathan scoffed, standing up from his bed. "You're driving me to her, now!"
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"you see her?" Jonathan whispered, eyes searching the crowd at the carnival
"no" Argyle answered, also searching for the girl.
"WAIT THERE!" he exclaimed.
Jonathan followed Argyle's pointed finger.
Instantly heated as he saw Jackson's arm over her shoulder, leading her through the crowd.
"what's our plan dude?" Argyle asked.
"get him the fuck away from my girlfriend" Jonathan growled. Walking fast to the couple.
"BABE!" he screamed, acting shocked as he threw Jackson's arm off of her and hugging her.
"J?" She asked, definitely not expecting him to be here.
"hey! How funny we ran into you....at the carnival...on the same night"
"yeah that is... especially since I asked Jonathan to take me a week ago and he said no" her eyes glared over him. Not hiding just how pissed she was.
Jonathan flinched at her tone. Biting his lip as he swallowed. He slightly remembers that but he was so high that he didn't even know what she asked.
"shit man...you fucked up" Argyle muttered as he rocked on his feet.
Y/N scoffed and walked off. Leaving between all three boys behind her.
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Jonathan lost her in seconds. Guilt eating him alive as he drove back home.
He sat silently on his bed, twiddling his thumbs as he waited for her to come back.
Once he heard the front door open, here her say a soft hello to his mom and then his bedroom door opened.
"um hi" Jonathan whispered.
She ignored him, throwing off his jacket and shoving it to the floor. Changing into his shirt and climbing into bed.
He watched as she rolled on her side, ignoring him completely.
"I'm sorry" he said softly, pressing a kiss into her shoulder.
She shrugged him off, covering herself even more with the blanket.
"okay I know I fucked up. Can we talk about it?"
She groaned and rolled over. He sat next to her and she looked up with heated eyes.
"Talk about it? We haven't had a conversation in months. All you do is get high and ditch me. All I wanted was a date at a fucking carnival and you couldn't even take me to that. Forget it J" she sighed, going to turn back over but Jonathan's hand stopped her.
"no come on. I'm sorry. I've been a shitty and absent boyfriend. Let me make it up to you yeah?" He whispered in her ear. Kissing down her neck. Kissing up to her lips and kissing them softly.
When she didn't pull away, he took it as a yes. Rolling himself on top of her, yanking off his shirt. His hand crept up her shirt, fingers tracing her skin softly. Slowly twisting her nipples. Listening to her moan
She leaned up to his lips, whispering close
“What makes you think I’m going to fuck you?” she chuckled
His face dropped instantly.
"huh?" He squeaked out. Moaning slightly as she reached into his boxers, pulling out his cock
He looked down as she held it between them, dropping it. But he was so hard it stayed straight up
“Touch yourself.”
His eyes snapped to hers
"wait what?"
"touch your cock for me J" she whispered. Kissing his lips softly
He whined as he nodded
"okay baby"
He put his hand under her mouth, groaning as she spit on his palm.
He spit as well. Mixing their spit together and he lubed his cock. Moaning instantly as he pumped himself slowly.
He felt almost shy under her gaze. Her eyes watching his every movement. Following with every pump he made to his cock. Watching as the precum leaked down his tip. His tip was red.
"always so big" she complimented. Jonathan was definitely a grower. With every pump he always got bigger and bigger. Always having her test her own limits when he'd fuck her.
"fuck" he moaned. Eyes watching her as she sucked on her fingers. He pumped himself faster.
"you wish it was me huh?" She teased. Tracing her fingertips over his head. Smirking as he whined
Nodding fast as he began to rock into his hand.
"yes. Please?" He asked. His eyes looking up, pleading softly
"hell no. You ignore me, I'm ignoring you. Get yourself off and go to bed" she smirked
Laying herself down. Closing her eyes and humming softly.
She didn't care if he got so desperate he cried for her.
She wasn't touching a thing
'"are ..you going to bed?" He squeaked, hand stilling on his cock
"yes. Goodnight baby. Clean yourself off when you're done" still with her eyes closed
He pathetically whined. He couldn't be too loud with his mother and brother just doors down.
She was stubborn and she wasn't playing.
He had to accept that she wasn't giving him anything.
He pumped himself faster. He just wanted to get off now.
He clenched his eyes as he got closer. His free hand sneaking under her shirt, lifting the material up.
Moaning louder as he faced her bare tits. He leaned down and sucked on the skin softly. Still pumping himself as he got closer to his orgasm.
Sucking her nipples and switching between the two.
He pulled away with an idea
"can I use you baby?" He whispered
She didn't move a single muscle
He slid off his boxers, setting himself between her tits, pushing the skin together.
He moaned as her tits covered his cock, pushing himself in between her tits fast. All he wanted was to cum. He spit on his cock, smearing it from her left tit, to his cock, and to her right tit. Soaking his skin and hers. Thrusting himself faster, whining as he could feel his thighs clenching.
"that's it...I'm gonna cum for you" he moaned
Pushing her tits around his cock harder as he shot his load all over her tits and neck. Moaning as he emptied everything in him.
Once he felt his body relax, he threw on pants. Walking to the bathroom to get a warm towel, cleaning off her chest and neck. Kissing the skin softly as he pulled down her shirt.
Ropes, Ribbons, and Rubber Bands: Stranger Things Edition
Getting tied up (Christmas special except...the only christmas related things are the ribbons)
Includes|Bottom: Jonathan Byers, Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington x Top Masc Reader
General CW: Dom/Sub | Part 1 (Genshin Impact)
Jonathan
♡ Jonathan loves being tied up, he looks gorgeous the way his breath hitches while you pretty up his body with silky red ribbon, or the way he looks at you so submissively as you decide what to do with him ♡
♡ He trusts you so much, he never feels scared when you tie him up. He loves submitting to you in all aspects of life. He even asked you to make most decisions for him. He wants you to have power over him ♡
♡ He'd be shaking as you take pictures of him, framing him in the most beautiful ways. Such a beautiful sight deserves to be documented ♡
"You look gorgeous tied up for me.." You sigh lovingly. He's on your bed jutting his ass out with his head turned to you, so clearly turned on. He whimpers at your compliment. "These are gonna come out so well." You move over to the side of the bed and stroke his hair, he stares at the boner in your boxers and almost drools. "Such a pretty boy."
"Open your mouth and stick your tongue out." You order, freeing your length. Jonathan does as he's told and lets you rest the tip of your cock on his tongue, he looks up at you and actually starts salivating. You take a picture before letting him close his mouth and suck you off.
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Eddie
♡ If the handcuffs on his bed didn't tell you already, this man loves being restrained ♡
♡ Tie his wrists and ankles together and pound his sweet hole full of cum until he's bloated ♡
♡ Call him a dirty whore, spank him, and touch him everywhere but where it matters most. He can't touch himself thanks to the rope and he gets more and more desperate the longer you take ♡
You look down at Eddie kneeling beneath you, hands tied and tasked with the goal of getting your pants off. He bites the zipper on your fly, dragging it down and then biting the waist of your jeans, then underwear and doing the same. Your hard cock flops onto his face, causing a wide smile to grow on his face.
Eddie wraps his lips around it and gets to work. He keeps eye contact with you while he sucks your fat length, ears a bright red from your dark and aroused expression. Just from seeing that he knows how roughly you're going to treat him tonight and that makes him squeeze and rub his thighs together in attempt to get some sort of relief.
Steve
CW: Consensual Non Consent
♡ The first time, he's embarrassed. He doesn't feel any sort of self-consciousness when he's naked but when he's draped with rope? It's like he's on display, under a microscope. Having your eyes on him while he's looking like that, he can't help but feel embarrassed. And aroused ♡
♡ You could do anything to him while he's tied up. You have so much power over him while he has none. His body is practically yours for the taking ♡
♡ He soon discovered that he likes roleplay, pretending he's been kidnapped for information and you're some criminal who takes advantage of him ♡
"This is your last chance." You warn. Steve spits on your face. "I'm not going to tell you anything." He's confident in his defiance. His actions only make you smirk. You unbuckle your belt and unzip your fly, tugging your underwear down just enough to free your length. Steve looks at you in disgust and fear, how could your final resort be this? You walk over to him and grab his hair, shoving him onto your cock.
"If you bite me, I'll slit your throat." You hold a fake knife to his jugular. "Just take my cock like a good boy." You grip his hair and tug him back and forth. Steve's cheeks redden and he looks at you dreamily, slobbering over your length and getting an all too familiar yet untamable feeling downstairs. "You seem to be enjoying yourself." You say in an amused and mocking tone.
Poor soul has been taking care of kids for ever now and man is stressing out! So, he's either a service Dom or a really subby boy and no one can change my mind! Off i go to write the filthiest and nastiest smut of Billy hargrove, Steve Harrington, Jonathan Byers and Eddie Munson. All subby boys!
haven’t done anything with our sweet jonathan in a bit so let’s do that ;)
18+ warning!
warnings : edging, sub jonathan 🫶🏻, and use of mommy, bondage, and a slight bit of overstimulation!<3
minors go tf away or i’ll shmack you with a broom.
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you sat across from jonathan staring at the boy, he was strapped up with his arms behind his back while his eyes were looking straight up at the ceiling. his cheeks were stained with tears as his body twitched waiting for you to make your move on him.
he whimpered as your hand softly stroked his balls making his thighs twitch. poor boy was being edged for so long, his dick looked red on the tip. your hand moved to the base as you teased jonathan’s tip, slowly letting his foreskin uncover his tip.
his eyes were heavily staring at your hands, some points they would drift off to your cunt. then to your stomach, all the way up to your tits. taking a mental picture because you looked so god damn sexy.
jonathan groaned out as you landed a soft smack to his balls, making you giggle at his adorable reaction.
you stroked his dick painfully slowly “mommy please-“ he whined hips bucking up as you moved your hand away from his twitching cock. “ nuh uh, what did i say? no moving pretty boy” you teased rubbing your clit slowly just to torture him.
tears rising in his pretty eyes, frustrated because he can’t get to cum without you moving your hand away.
he pouted his bottom lip as it shivered. “ oh baby..poor thing, you really wanna cum huh?” you kissed his chest staring up at his eyes as he nodded.
“ welp. that’s to bad hm?” when jonathan heard you say that he whimpered. desperate to cum for you. your hand found it’s way back to his tip stroking fast “ oh fuck! mommy s’too fast!” he cried out squirming.
“ stop moving baby your fine” you sighed grabbing his base as you stroked the tip faster, his groans filled the room as his slit leaked pre-cum making it easier to stroke him, jonathan felt his balls tighten. “ m’gonna cum! shit shitttt- no!! please no no!” he sobbed as you had moved your hand away.
big hot tears falling down his cheeks as he tilted his head back biting his bottom lip hard. little whimpers left his mouth. “ tsk tsk.. needy boy” you got up as you opened the drawer grabbing a vibrator.
going back to him. you looked at him tilting your head to the side like a dog. giggling softly as you rubbed the tip with your pointer finger seeing his eyes flutter. hearing little mommys leaving his mouth.
you slid the vibrator up to his tip rubbing softly as you heard him gasp. looking down at your hand and the vibrator “ oh fuck mommy.”
you turned on the toy watching as jonathan was falling apart under you. he moaned loudly making your cunt clench around nothing. watching as tears fell down his cheeks from the pleasure.
“ mommy i’m gonna cum.. p-please s’to much.. wanna cum for you.” he muttered brain slowly turning to mush.
“ i know baby, and you’re gonna cum for mommy. cum for me baby” you whispered in his ear pressing soft kisses near his ear lobe. he listened to you letting go as he came on his stomach groaning. little whimpers cracking through, you helped him ride out his orgasm as his dick slowly went soft.
kissing the tip sliding your tongue around the little bits of cum on his tip. making him squirm and whimper “ mommy- oh shit s’to much..” he moaned, you licked up his cum from his stomach pulling him into a deep kiss. letting him taste himself on your lips.
moaning against his mouth as you smirked “ you’re such a good boy for mommy..you did so good for me” you kissed his cheek helping him out of the cuffs you put him in.
Jonathan just looks like a bottom. His face. No but seriously, he is. Lazy high sex I DONT MAKE THE RULES I mean like, please just look at him. He needs to be taken care of, he’s the one taking care of shit all his life. But he’s also such a pleaser, he wants to please you constantly, doesn’t matter how or when. Anyways but in conclusion, he’s a bottom and a crier
Coming home from a long day at work just to find Jonathan patiently waiting for you in your shared bed, stroking his cock. He’s covered only by a thin, white bedsheet.
He stares at you, shyly “I’ve been missing you a lot today baby.”
You smile and crawl your way onto the bed, mounting yourself on top of him.
“I dont mind coming home to this one bit.”
You begin kissing his soft, tender lips. His tongue laps over your lips, begging for entrance. Your tongues slowly snake together, you love feeling the warmth of his mouth even when he tastes like coffee and smells like weed.
Your hand slowly slips down his chest and rests on top of his heat, stroking him over the sheet. His breath hitches as precum coats the white fabric ever so slightly.
“Have you been edging this cock for me all day?” You cooed, licking your lips.
Jonathan nods and bites his lower lip, a red blush spreading across his pale face.
You let out a little chuckle, tightening your hand around his length before stroking it, painfully slow.
You kissed the crook of his neck, whispering in a sultry tone, “Does someone want more?”
He nodded feverishly, only quiet moans escaping his mouth.
“I can’t hear you Johnny, what do you need?”
“P-please… put your mouth on it..,” he practically begged.
“You’re being so lewd for me today,” you smiled, pulling the flat sheet down, down, down until you could see all of his torso. You left the sheet right on top of his now standing erection.
Jonathan Byers might’ve been the weirdo at Hawkins High, but damn, his body was something to behold. A tight stomach with defined abs, toned arms, and his uncut cock was massive (he never even realized this before you came in the picture). He deserved to have his body worshipped and you were just the person to do that.
Trailing your way from his neck leaving little kisses all over, you began to stimulate one of his nipples with your mouth.
Jonathan loved feeling your lips and tongue teasing him there. He had a thing for having his chest touched, and feeling your mouth on that bundle of nerves always went straight to his cock. You could feel his dick twitching with every move you made there.
“(Y/N)…,” he moaned quietly as he petted your hair, attempted to guide you to continue going even lower.
You licked and nipped at his stomach before finally reaching his hidden erection.
“You want me to continue baby?”
“Please, god, I’ll do whatever you want, I just need to use your mouth now more than anything”
Positioning yourself between his legs, you bent down until you could feel the heat radiating off of his sex. Planting a small kiss on his still covered penis made him whine.
God he was too precious. He was staring down at you like you were the most beautiful creature on earth, his amber eyes filled with adoration for you. He was hanging on every move you made and you ate it up.
“I think it’s time I took care of my good boy”
You took the sheet in between your teeth, pulling it down far enough with your mouth to reveal his red, swollen dick. You could never get over how big he was. Jonathan never really saw too much porn before meeting you (mostly just jerking off to the Sears magazine lingerie pictures, which you teased him about a bit) so he had no clue 7 1/2 inches was pretty above average. It’s always the shy one, right?
Not wanting to keep your boyfriend waiting any longer, you took his shaft in your hand. You licked one broad stripe from his balls to his head before taking his tip into your mouth.
“Oh f-fuck (Y/N).. you feel so good.. you’re so good to me baby..,” he said as his started to hump up into the wet heat.
You pulled his cock out of your mouth, a string of spit hanging from your lips to his dick.
“Are you gonna be a bad boy and try to face fuck me first thing?”
He stammered, shocked by the loss of contact, “I-I’m sorry..”
You chuckle, “Well if you’re gonna fuck my face, at least do it right”. You get up, positioning yourself on your back, your head hanging off of the bed.
“Get over here and take what you fuckin’ want, Byers.”
Jonathan looked a little taken back, but he quickly got up. He positioned himself right in front of your greedy mouth, smacking your face with his cock.
“Goddamn, you look fucking beautiful like this. If anything feels uncomfortable just.. tap my thigh or something.”
You giggled, “I think I’ll be alright, I’ve gotten pretty talented at sucking this dick.”
Jonathan bit his lip, smiling. He slowly pushed the tip of his sex into your mouth, which you accepted hungrily. Tracing circles around his uncut cock was driving your pussy insane. He loved to feel your tongue slip underneath his foreskin. He tasted just a bit salty, and his precum coated your tongue.
“C-can I go deeper?,” he muttered. You nodded and he slowly sunk in a bit more.
God, he really was a lot to take, but you’d gotten better at it. Jonathan secretly loved hearing you gag on him, though. He began pumping his heat down your throat, slowly but surely. You loved being treated like his little cock sleeve.
Jonathan loved watching you, beginning to struggle to take him to the base. His mouth was agape, moans escaping him. He was slurring between your name and swears as he was getting drunk off the pleasure of your mouth around him.
His pace started to increase, the sound of him burying himself inside you getting louder and louder. You started to gag just a bit as his head hit the back of your throat again and again, causing your neck to bulge a bit. The sight was driving him insane.
“Just a little longer baby, please. I wanna cum right down your tight throat,” he managed to say. It was getting harder to keep up, your jaw aching. The feeling was turning you on though, knowing that pain was giving him nothing but pleasure. You started thumbing over your clit, quickly tracing little circles as you could feel your climax getting closer and closer.
You began to furiously finger yourself, pushing into that spongy spot that always made you cum.
“I-I’m about to cum for you.”
You started to hollow out your cheeks, getting tighter for him as you started to reach your climax as well.
Pushing into your walls caused you to squirt, sending waves of pleasure through your body. Your moans vibrated on Jonathan’s dick, causing him to double over.
He came buried all the way in your open throat, his thighs locking around your head as ropes of cum coated your insides.
“I love you so fucking much,” he moaned loudly, you’re sure the neighbors probably heard.
Jonathan slowly pulled his softening cock out of your mouth, strings of spit and cum still connecting them.
You licked your lips and greedily swallowed his massive load.
“Damn Jonathan, you taste sweet today. Have you been eating pineapples?”
He blushed and you giggled as you settled back into your bed with him. He wrapped his arm around your shoulder and laid your head on his chest.
“Give me 10 minutes, we can go for round two,” he said, giggling and kissing your head.
Kinktober Day 5: Gags (Jonathan Byers x Fem! reader)
Warnings: dom! Reader, sun! Jonathan, p in v, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it folks), NSFW, MINORS DNI, 18+ only, gags (not uses on reader), praise and degrading, teasing. (Let me know if I missed anything)
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I had caught him. His eyes were wide with fear. His right hand vaulted it’s movements up and down his leaking cock, his left held a photo. Not just any photo though. Oh no. It was a picture of me, naked, playing with myself.
“Move your hand, Jonathan. Get it off your cock, now.” I instructed.
He instantly released it and brought it up in surrender.
I walked forward and snatched the photo from his other hand, “I’ll take that.” I said before walking over to his dresser.
The top drawer held his socks and underwear, and tucked in the far back right corner a collection of naughty photos I allowed him to take of me. Carefully I tucked the photo away with the others before walking back to where he was sitting in the chair at his desk, his cock still hard. I gently sat up on the desk and used my foot to push him back a little bit.
“What were you doing, Jonathan?” I asked gently.
He said nothing and refused to look me in the eyes. But I waited patiently for a few moments.
“Jonathan.” I called trying to get him to look at me.
Still nothing.
“Jonathan. I asked you a question.” I said a bit harsher and he finally looked up at me.
“You want to tell me what you were doing, baby boy?” I asked sweetly.
“I didn’t cum.” He said quickly.
I sighed and shook my head.
“I asked what you were doing.” I reminded him.
“I just… I missed you an- and-“
He stopped upon seeing me shaking my head again.
“Try again. What were you doing?”
“I promise I didn’t mean to, just I’ve been busy with work, haven’t seen you and needed it… I’m sorry.” He rambled.
I sighed dramatically and stood up.
“You know what, I don’t want to hear excuses.” I paused as I got to his closest and dug around for the box hidden in the back.
Once I found what I was looking for I turned back to him, “And I’m not going to.”
Hanging from my finger by its strap was a ball gag. Jonathan’s voice got caught in his throat.
“You broke two rules. You touched yourself without permission. And you didn’t answer me. You know what happens when you break rules…” he nodded, “You get punished.”
I walked towards him until I was right in front of him and bent down to look him in the eyes.
“Do you understand, baby?” I asked.
“Yes ma’am.” He said quietly with a small nod.
“Good, boy.” I said bring my hand up to his cheek gently.
I leaned in and pressed a slow, soft kiss to his lips. When I pulled away I straightened up and stepped behind him to put the gag on him. While adjusting the straps I was careful to catch any of his hair in it.
“Does that feel okay?” I asked.
He nodded.
“It’s not too tight?” I asked to confirm.
He shook his head. I stepped back in front of him and squatted down. He could tell by my demeanor I was about to get serious.
“Since you have the gag on, we’re going to use a physical safe word, okay?”
He nodded.
“Good. If you need to stop, you’re either going to tap my thigh twice like this,” I demonstrated against his bare thigh two quick taps, “Or snap at me. Okay?” He nodded again.
“Good, boy.” I praised him and smiled at the way he squirmed slightly.
I stood and turned his chair around so he could see himself in the mirror.
“Oh look at my pretty boy, all gagged and needy for me to fuck him.” I teased.
He let out a small whimper around the gag before I stood him up and led him over to the bed. He settled, leaned back against the headboard. I reached my hand out and stroked his cock a couple times.
“Because you couldn’t wait, you took away one of my favorite parts…” I sighed sadly.
He bucked his hips up trying to get some more friction. I laughed at his desperation.
“My poor, poor boy. So needy. You’re already gagged, isn’t that humiliating enough without you desperately trying to fuck your self on my hand?”
He whined again.
“Quit whining or I’ll leave you here like this.” I threatened.
He settled down and once I was satisfied with his actions I stood up and began to slowly undress myself. I made sure to put on a show for him. When my breasts were released from my bra I took one in each hand and gently groped at them. Jonathan let out a muffled groan. Once I was naked I climbed on top of him.
“I’m going to ride you and you’re not going to cum until I say you can. Understand?” I said.
He nodded and I slowly sunk down onto his cock. Seeing him like this had already gotten me so wet that I was able to easily slide all the way down. While I let out a loud moan, he released a strangled groan of his own.
I began to ride him gently, knowing it would drive him nuts. His hands slowly reached up towards my hips. Once they made contact I halted my movements and slapped his hands. Immediately he removed his hands. I shook my head in disappointment at him.
“Come on, you know better. You have to ask for permission to touch me… oh wait, you can’t.” I pouted at him mockingly, “So sad, I guess you have to keep your hands to yourself then.”
Once his hands were back to the sheets, gripping them tightly I picked up where I left off. I brought one of my hands to rub my clit, bringing more pleasure for myself. Jonathan’s hips began bucking to help meet my actions, causing him to go even deeper inside of me. His rhythm was a bit all over the place. Between him trying to get himself off before and now everything I had been doing I knew he wasn’t going to last long.
“Are you close?” I asked, still trying to sound condescending but I was getting closer too and it was getting harder to keep up the act.
He nodded.
“You wanna cum?”
Again he nodded vigorously.
“Do you think you deserve to?”
He hesitated this time but again nodded.
“Are you going to be my good boy the rest of the night?” I asked.
No hesitation this time.
“Good. You may cum.” I said, speeding up the circles on my clit, chasing my release.
As my walls clenched with my orgasm, Jonathan went rigid under me as he came inside me. I continued to gently bounce up and down on his cock helping us ride out our orgasms.
Then slowly, I lifted myself up off of him, both of us groaning slightly. The mixture of our releases leaked out of my entrance and down his softening cock. I laid down beside him as we both caught our breath. After a few moments, I sat up some motioning for him to do the same. I carefully undid the gag and took off before pressing a kiss to his cheek and then his lips, both of which were still wet with his drool that had leaked out of the sides of his mouth.
“Come on pretty boy, let’s go get cleaned up.” I said.
We both got up and made our way to the bathroom to shower together.
“You did so good, pretty boy, you know that?” I asked gently as I moved some of his hair off of his sweaty forehead.
He blushed at the compliment.
“Could we maybe use the gag more often? Like not just for a punishment?” He asked timidly.
“Oh, my sweet, sweet boy, of course we can.” I said before giving him one last kiss as we got in the shower.
