Free Time
warnings: smut, lowkey kinds wholesome, gf!Juju, fingering, some pillow talk, no use of y/n
summary: Juju comes home after you decide to take the day off from your studies and decides to take advantage of your free time.
word count: 1.9k
an: send ideas / requests !! also is anyone interested in something for Jessica Shepard ? 👀 lmk
The AC in the apartment blew disruptively, creating a hum as it tried to keep up with the harsh LA heat. It hadn't reached summer yet but the temperature was already creeping up as the days started to get longer. You lay sprawled on the couch, feet kicked up on the arm rest as you mindlessly stare at the tv in front of you. You couldn't even say for sure what the show was about, mind too numb from the heat, but you knew it was some dumb reality tv show with no real meaning anyways so you weren’t missing much.
The hours had been going by at the speed of molasses. Deciding to have a free day from studying for a few up and coming exams you had, the home you shared with your girlfriend had been empty besides your own presence for hours. Juju had gone to lunch with some of her friends from high school who weren't attending the university. Although she offered you to come along, you declined, wanting them to have time for themselves.
Your already fleeting attention is ripped away from the tv when you hear a set of keys jingling to unlock the front door. You sit up, resting on your elbows as the door opens. Juju walks in leisurely, setting her keys on the table next to the door and looking over to your place on the couch.
She lights up with a smile, “Hey baby,” making her way over to the couch she leans down, pecking your lips, “missed you.” You can't help but smile at her words.
“How was lunch?” You ask, lifting your legs so she could sit, before putting them back down to rest on her lap.
“It was great,” her head tilted back to rest on the back of the couch while looking at you, “I kept thinking about you though, wish you woulda come with me.”
“I know, I just wanted a day to shut my brain off. I promise I'll go next time.”
You wanted to see Juju’s friends outside of school and her team, but with the weight of your junior year and classes starting to come to a wrap in the next couple months you had basically been running yourself into the ground. Mathematical physics wasn't necessarily a major that could allow for slacking, and your theoretical dynamics class had been kicking your ass for the past few months. Simply put, you were mentally exhausted and had no energy left for the rest of civilization at the moment.
Juju understood, as she always did. She knew just as busy as she was with basketball, you were with your degree and that you were just as exhausted as she was most of the time. It wouldn't be entirely truthful however to say she wasn't slightly jealous that your professors and text books saw you just as much as she did, if not more.
She leaned over, laying partially on you, wrapping her arms up and around your waist while resting her chin on your stomach. You both stay like that for a while, your hands playing with the curls in her ponytail, and hers lightly caressing your sides. After some time Juju moves, sitting up and bringing her legs up to kneel onto the couch in between you legs, moving them to either side of her. She dips once again, connecting her lips onto yours.
“Ju-” you pull away from her lips, and before you're able to get a sentence out she interrupts you.
“Let me help you relax baby,” she pecks your lips again, “Turn that pretty brain off and let me do the work.”
She buries her head in the crook of your neck, peppering light kisses and making her way down until she reaches your clavicle. Her hands slide from the small of your waist up and under your tanktop, brushing over your skin and leaving a trail of heat behind with them. Looking at you for a split second she places a few more soft, slow kisses on your chest before bunching the fabric of your shirt up. Juju detaches from you only to pull it over your head and toss it somewhere around the room before immediately turning all of her attention back on you,
You let out a soft sigh as her lips attached to your hardened nipple, pulling lightly as she sucked. Your hand moves around to the back of her neck and legs placed firm next to her hips as she continues her movements, coaxing light moans from you. She stays there for a while, sucking and licking gently at your buds, one hand playing with the other her mouth isn't currently on while the other hand roams along your waist and hip as a pool begins to form in your underwear. In a way you know Juju gets just as much pleasure out of this particular position as you do, she had a true fixation for her warm mouth wrapped around one of your tits
Eventually, she makes her way lower with slow, wet kisses down your abdomen. Her tongue traced from your panty line up to your belly button, licking the thin layer of sweat that had coated your skin. Positioning herself slightly lower on the couch for a better angle, she parts your legs further. Her touch feels like fire on your skin, the creeping warmth of the room combined with her intense heat would be near suffocating if your body wasn't begging for more of her with every passing minute. The pool that had begun at your core could now be reclassified as a man made lake. You reach out for her, hand coming up to the side of her neck and not so lightly pulling her back down to you.
Your lips connect instantly, harsh and fast and incredibly messy. This time the kiss is full of want and a sense of urgency, because to you there was. You're throbbing at this point, a long moan leaving you as your mouths move together, Juju pressed against you trying to give you the friction you're craving. Her hands began to move down to the thin pair of shorts you had been wearing, pulling them down before you hastily finished kicking them off. Reassuming her position between your legs, she starts to leave a trail of kisses between your thighs.
“Ju, please,” Your breathing is staggered as you speak, the anticipation getting the better of you. “Need you right now baby,”
Juju lifts her head just barely from your thighs, “Always so impatient,” she shakes her head, then peppers a few more kisses along your hip. “You know I always take care of you pretty.”
A long, wet stripe is licked along your slit over your panties. You shiver at the sudden friction and dampness of her tongue, legs quivering on either side of Juju's frame.
She gently kisses your clit over the cover of the fabric. Once the small whine you'd been holding in finally slips out, your panties are tugged harshly to the side. Juju’s tongue is quick to circle your clit, taking it into her mouth. Her hand holds a bruising grip on your thigh as she begins her work, tongue going flat against you to lick a long stripe from your wet hole to your puffy, sensitive clit. She sloppily leaves wet open mouth kisses all over before lifting her head back up. You whine out in protest of her movements, unhappy at the sudden lack of contact.
Juju finds this amusing, cracking her signature smile. “Like I said, impatient.”
Her hands now hold grip on to the panties you were still partially wearing, guiding them down your legs until they were fully removed. Before returning to you Juju strips herself on the shirt she had been wearing, leaving herself in her sports bra and revealing her toned torso to you. Your hands shoot out to her waist to pull her closer to you once again, reconnecting your lips in another heated kiss. She lets her hand roam around your waist and hips as your moths move in sync, teasing you as she strokes your upper thigh. Juju moves to the crook of your neck to continue planting kisses, gently knipping at your soft skin and coaxing small whimpers from you.
Finally, just as you were near beginning to beg again, Juju reaches between the two of you and glides her fingers through your glossy folds. Your hips lift in an effort to feel more of her and she complies, placing the tip of one of her fingers against your eager hole. She’s slow sliding it in, taking her time to make sure you feel her. Her slow thrusts continue as small noises spilled over from you, head lifting up from your chest to look at your flushed face.
“This what you wanted pretty girl?” Juju smirks as she leans back down to your lips, brushing her own against them before sliding her tongue into your mouth, adding another finger as she fucks you at the same time. You moan into her mouth as she quickens the pace, palm of her hand creating a near perfect sensation on your clit while she fills your pussy.
“Pussy’s drooling for me, huh baby?” Her tone is overly sweet enough for you to register that she's mocking your current state. She adds a third finger.
Your hips are now grinding desperately to meet her quick thrusts, feeling her hit just the right spot over and over again. She has always been able to do this to you, get you just worked up enough to be begging for her and then completely consume you with pleasure. Her mouth latches onto one of your tits, the added sensation sparking the heat in your core. Your legs start to shake and your hand that wasn't gripping Juju’s bicep flew up to the back of her head, pulling the hairs at the back of her neck.
Juju mumbled into your chest, “I got you baby. Come for me, ma.. let me see.”
Her words are enough for you, hips twitching and legs shaking around her frame as you release. Juju lifts her head from your chest to look at your face, watching you unravel below her. Your cheeks are flushed and mouth wide open as soft, desperate moans spill out. Warm cum drips down Juju's finger as she begins to slow her thrusts, ceasing her thumb that had been drawing circles on your clit. She dips down to place a kiss on your temple as you relax back into the couch, stopping her rhythm completely and slowly pulling her fingers out of you once she feels your grip on her arm loosen.
You can't help but grin as you begin to regain yourself, feeling hands brushing away the hair around your face. When you open your eyes they immediately meet Juju’s, soft and loving as they slowly trace around your face.
“I love you.” You mumble.
“I love you too ma.” Juju smiles, pecking your lips before settling herself down on the couch with you.
The two of you lay there, legs tangled together, Juju laying next to you with most of her body still on yours and head resting on your chest. The wholesomeness of the moment doesn't last long though as Juju's hands become restless once again. You're a giggling mess as she pulls you up off the couch, carrying you to your shared room.
You really should take free days more often.
