Major
Summary: just smut, with out much plot
Words: 2241
Minors DNI
“I think me kissing you tells you enough about my feelings. And if you are still unsure just use your talent, cowboy.”
Jasper smiled at me with a mischievous grin. “You will never let go of that pet name, don’t you?” I tilted my head and put on an innocent look. “Would you rather have me call you major?”
His eyes darkened, a low growl in his chest. “Don’t do that.” He said letting go of me and rustling a few inches back. As soon as he left me, I felt empty. But keeping my play up I followed up: “Why is that, major.” Now putting a slight moan into his name.
“Y/N, stop.” His teeth were clenched.
“Tell me why, major.” I crawled towards him. “What does this name mean to you?”
“I think you know.”
“Show me. I want to see it.” Loosely I let my fingers wander over his tensed body. Everywhere I touched his skin he shivered.
“No. That’s too dangerous.” He whispered trying to contain himself.
“I trust you, Jasper. You wouldn’t hurt me.” I cued.
“Don’t do that. Just because I can kiss you, doesn’t mean I am safe for you.” His voice was at a drastic down spiral into a growl.
“Please, major.” I keened. A low rumble washed through his chest sending hot waves into my core. And by the way he looked at me, he felt it. His whole demeanor changed from careful to possessive and lustful. But being a Victorian gentleman, he still tried to remain faithful. “Y/N. This is not right. We shouldn’t…”
“Why not?” I asked positioning myself in his lap.
“We have just met.” His arguments went weaker with every second.
“If have slept with people I knew less.” My hands began to open the top button of his shirt. He didn’t stop me, so I kept on going, letting my fingers circle around his marble chest. A low snarl ripped through his teeth at my words.
“Do you not like that thought, major?” I teased.
“You are mine!” He roared standing up and pressing me against the next wall. Out of instinct I hooked my legs around his waist. I tilted my head and pressed my core down on his clothed member. “What was that, major? I didn’t quite understand.”
“You are mine! Nobody gets to touch you!” His hand wandered to my neck forcing me to look at him. “Say it, darlin. Tell me you are mine.”
“I am yours, Jasper. Make me yours, please. I need you.” I whined, desperate for some release. I could feel the tension rising and my core becoming more wet with every passing second.
Jasper had a possessing smile on his face. “You smell even more ravishing when you are aroused.”
I blushed at his words, trying to hide my face, but he had none of that. “Uh, uh. Don’t you dare become all shy now.” He started kissing my chin down to my neck. Opening the buttons of my blouse and pushing it over my shoulders.
Then again without me being able to comprehend his speed, I found myself laid down on the couch, Jasper hovering over me. His experienced fingers undid my bra pulling it and the blouse of my body. He didn’t pay any tribute to my bare breasts kissing me with hunger on his lips. Like it was coincidental his fingers caressed my nipple, bringing me to arch my back.
He let it slide over my stomach, kissing the path down his hands created. Looking for approval in my eyes he waited. His hands resting on the waistband of my skirt. “May I?” I couldn’t do anything more than nod. He pulled the skirt down leaving me bare in my panties. “God, you look so wonderful.” He said. Fingers stroking over my body caressing it, gripping it, like it was his lifeline.
With a soft touch his fingers nestled between my legs, barely touching me through the fabric. “Jasper, please…” My voice cracked at the end and I tried to push myself into his hands wanting more.
“Tell me what you want, darlin.” His head hovering inches over my core. Eyes not leaving mine.
“Touch me, Jasper. I want to feel you. I need… I need you to fuck me, major.”
“Oh god.” He moaned at my words. “Such a good girl begging for me.” His hands ripped my panties apart, not leaving me a second to comprehend, what he just did, before his lips were on my clit.
I jolted at the sensation only being held down by his firm grasp. Circling in sloppy eights his tongue lapped over my core. My hands found his hair, pulling on it. “Jasper!”
He hummed lowly, sending the vibrations directly into my body. Soon one finger followed his lips massaging my insides, slowly stretching me.
“More I need more, Jasper. Please…” I cried out, wanting him to fill me up right here. But he didn’t. At torturously slow speed he added another finger. “No, darlin. I need to prepare you, otherwise it will hurt.”
His fingers started to put more pressure on my upper inner walls, hitting my sweet spot. I felt myself tighten around him in response, letting out the breath I didn’t know I was holding a long time. Adjusting the speed of his tongue and his fingers he started a deathly arousing rhythm. My legs started to shake, as the fire in my core lit up brighter, than it ever has.
I knew I wasn’t going to last long if he kept this pace. But Jasper didn’t seem to mind at all. “Tell me, sugar. Has anyone touched you this good before?” He separated his lips from my clit, replacing it with his thumb. I couldn’t answer, head in the clouds.
“Darlin, answer me.” He cued kissing a trail of wet and cold kisses up my stomach, sucking a nipple into his mouth. I shook my head. “No!” I shouted. I felt him smile, tongue twisting and sucking on my nipple nearly too hard to be pleasurable. A moan fell from my lips and I tried to hold onto something.
“Good. Because you are mine now. I will make you forget every man you ever had. You belong to me, understand?” His possessive nature was breaking through his well kept gentleman attitude.
“Yes, major.” I babbled unable to concentrate my head on a logical train of thoughts. Him openly admitting the possession he felt, the dominance he distributed set me into an unknown headspace. I wanted to be his, be owned by him, be marked by him. Hot waves of lust washing over my body at the thought of him railing me without mercy pushed me to the edge of the cliff.
“Jasper!” I cried out. But I didn’t need to say anything. He already felt it coming.
“Its okay, darling. I got you. Cum for me.”
Without thinking twice, I let go. A hot coil snapping in my abdomen, bright light exploding behind my closed eyes. My body shivered, clenching down on his fingers, back rising from the ground.
“Good girl. Ride it out. Take it slow.” He reassured, massaging me through my orgasm.
When I opened my eyes, I saw him smiling down at me. With mischief in his eyes, he brought his fingers up to his lips taking them in his mouth. He moaned when he tasted me. “You taste so good, darlin.” Licking his fingers clean in the most pornographic way possible he crawled back kneeling between my legs.
Then he removed his shirt and opened his pants. Before he pulled them down, he looked at me. “You still want this? We can stop if it is too much for you.”
“Stop being such a gentleman. I want you to ruin me, major. Make me yours. And I swear to God, if you hold back on me, I will make sure you regret that!” I scolded him with a small smile plastered across my cheeks.
“At your orders, ma’am.” With a swift movement his pants and his boxers were gone, leaving me stunned at his size. I let out a quiet fuck, obviously he heard it, grinning down at me. “You sure you can take that?”
My eyes weren’t leaving his member. It was not oversized, but definitely on the bigger spectrum. A thick shaft, with a light pink tip, leaking precum. As an answer I spread my legs a bit wider, inviting him in. He let himself sink down on me, holding him up with his arms. With slow movements he coated his cock with my juices, before he slid it in.
He took his time, giving me enough time to adjust to his size. And it was marvelous. The way he stretched my walls was heavenly. The friction nearly making my sensitive pussy come again.
“Fuck, you feel so good, darlin.” He cursed, once he bottomed me out. Waiting a few seconds before he started to move. My head fell back at the sensation. The fire in my core started to light up again, this time spreading all over my body.
His thrusts were gentle and deep, hands and lips wandering over my body, leaving traces of burning skin behind. But I wanted more. I wanted him to go harder, dipping into his dominant side. Me hands wandered to his hair. Pulling on it, forcing him to look at me. “Jasper. I need you to give me more, please.” I begged. “I want to feel, what it means to be yours. Take me harder. Mark me, show me you love me, please.”
A deep groan rumbled through his chest. “Y/N. I don’t know if I can stop if it is too much for you. Don’t make me do things I will regret.” His voice was strained as if he was trying to keep control over something.
“I can take it, Jasper. I trust you. Please.” The last word was nothing more, than a moan ringing through the room, as he hit my sweet spot at the perfect angle. This seemed to spur him on, because his thrust became harder. “God, darlin. You will be the death of me.” He cursed.
Taking my hands out of his hair he pinned them down above my head with one hand. The other placed around my neck forcing my head backwards, giving him free space to kiss. Like his thrusts his kisses were rougher. Sucking on my skin, biting down, careful not to break skin. I was sure he would leave hickeys, but I didn’t care. It felt far too good to think about the consequences of tomorrow.
He was now plowing into me like his life depended on it. Clearly testing out my limits, waiting for my response, for my rejection, but that never came. I was melted wax in his hands. Taking everything, he was giving to me, desperate for more. And he knew it. He felt the heat pooling between my legs, felt my body shivering under his touch, my walls clenching down on his cock.
Another orgasm was approaching at a fast pace, luring me into the abyss. I arched my back. “Jasper!” I cried out, letting the orgasm hit me with full force, making me a trembling mess underneath him. His lips on my ear he started to praise me: “Such a good little girl. Taking me so well. How does it feel to cum around my cock?”
I didn’t answer, caught up too much in my headspace. A soft slap on my cheeks pulled me back to reality. “Answer me, sugar.”
“Good. It feels so good, major. Please. Don’t stop.” I begged trying to free my hands, wanting to touch him. But his grip was firm keeping me in place.
“Do you want me to give you another one?” He teased slowing down in his pace.
“Yes!” I moaned. “Yes, I want to cum again. Please, let me.”
He hummed in pure arousal. “Are you so desperate for me, darlin? Tell me, how long has it been, since you felt so good?”
“Too long.” I answered, hooking my legs around him to get him to move faster.
As if he knew it, he started to pick up his pace again, attacking my neck again with his lips. “I want to fill that pretty pussy up, when you cum.” He whispered in my neck. “Can I do that?”
I arched my back, grinding my back to get more friction. “Yes, major. I want you to cum inside of me, please.”
I felt the edge coming towards me again. Jaspers free hand now between us, rubbing my clit. “Good girl. Don’t hold back. Let me hear you, when you cum.”
And at those words I fell. My orgasm hitting me hard and fast. I screamed his name, when washed over me. He let go of my hands steadying him on the wall behind me. My hands flew to his shoulders trying to hold on, nails piercing into his skin without any effect. My whole body was shaking and I gripped his cock tightly sending him over the edge too. With a loud roar I felt his dick spasm inside of my coating my walls with his seed.
He slowed his movements riding out both of our highs, before he pulled out. Looking at me with a sweet smile he said: “I think we need you to get cleaned up.”
