hi queen , could you write a fic abt rudy finding out that reader reads jj fanfic ?
The Fan-fuck-tion - Rudy Pankow × fem!gf!reader
summary: see ask
word count: 1.4k
warnings: smut, fingering, p in v (unprotected), play fighting, sex tape, power play (ig?)
author's note: I literally dropped everything I was doing and sat down to write this. thank you thank you thank you for this idea. also, bc I just whipped this up and barely edited it at all, I have no clue what I wrote, and I'm hoping it's good lol.
His tongue is prodding at your hole, eliciting a plethora of moans and mewls. Your head is spinning with how JJ has you wrapped around his fingers — and tongue.
Your legs press together, begging to find some relief for the tension that's been building inside you ever since you stumbled upon the blog that was dedicated solely to erotic fiction about none other than the main character of your boyfriend. You didn't mean to find it, the fanfiction, and yet once you started reading about how these girls, some older but most younger than you, pictured themselves making out with him, or more like the guy he played, you couldn't put your phone away anymore. It was like you got sucked into this space that you didn't even know existed until a few hours ago. So you kept on reading and reading and reading and-
“What are you doing?” Rudy's voice, swinging with a light chuckle, comes from above you. You look up, pressing your phone to your chest so he can't see, and smile.
“Nothing.” But he knows you too well, knows when your innocence is coy.
“What’ya got there?” he asks again, and you lock your phone and throw it to the side. You know you can't hide from him, but maybe you can prolong the time where he remains innocent to your indulgences.
“We can play that game, all right,” he smirks and a moment later he's play-fighting you on the sofa, even letting you get the upper hand for a minute before overpowering you easily.
He has your hands pinned over your head with his left while his right is holding your phone. Unlocking it was the easiest part of it all, with his birthday being your code. But the difficulty rises almost exponentially when he sees the words on screen, too many for his mind to focus on at first. So you squirm in his hold, quietly begging him to not read it, but he's read enough to understand what exactly you were enjoying all by yourself.
“Is this porn?” he asks, letting go of your hands and sitting up, scrolling farther down and scanning the screen for words that look familiar.
“I just found it,” you admit, pulling yourself up by the backrest of the sofa. “I didn't mean to read it, but it's so well written, and it's- I mean, it's about you, I guess.”
Rudy turns his head to look at you, confusion plastered on his face, “about me?”
“Technically. Yes,” you nod and he looks back at the screen.
“Why would anyone-” the question gets answered by a new post that crosses the screen, it's a GIF, a very specific GIF from a very specific scene that he remembers shooting years ago. “Oh. Oh.”
“I mean, I can not blame them,” you sigh, gazing at the red tinted picture of him pretending to fuck his co-star on screen. He looked so young there too…
“What, uh… What do they write?” He ponders, handing you your phone back.
“Most of it is pretty hardcore,” you nod while crawling onto his lap to straddle him. “Like, they want you so bad-”
“You mean him,” Rudy interrupts you and you roll your eyes.
“This or that, it's still your body.”
“But he's not real, I mean, he's fictional.”
“Good point,” you nod, biting your lip.
“Continue,” he smiles, wrapping his arms around you to hold you closer.
You feel your cheeks heat, “I read one where he ate the girl out so many times she literally forgot her own name.”
“I can definitely do that,” Rudy mumbles and you giggle.
“Another one they made him beg to fuck her, and she kept saying no until he was close to crying.”
“He would probably do that,” Rudy nods.
“The last one, before you came in, they were just about to start doing it for real, but you came in, and now I'll never know,” you pout and a smile creeps onto his face, his dimples shining deliciously.
“How mean of me.”
“Very- Ah!” you yelp when he pulls you off him and throws you onto the seat next to him.
He's on top of you again, but this time you're not even trying to fight him. His hand wraps around your neck, holding you while his lips press to yours and his tongue seeks entrance that you grant instantly. Kissing Rudy feels a million times better than all the fanfiction in the world, and feeling his hand pull your jogging shorts and panties down is even better than that.
“Tell me to stop, baby. Tell me you'd rather read that stuff than fuck me,” Rudy pants from above you.
“Don't st-” His fingers thrust into your cunt without warning, and you lose all your composure for a moment. “Please don't stop. Don't ever stop,” you cry with every curl of his digits against your G-spot.
“You want me that bad, baby? Need me? Was all that written porn not enough for you, love?” he taunts you, and you whine a little louder when he starts circling your clit with his thumb. “Should I make it better, baby?”
“Please, need you, Rudy,” you bring out through heavy pants, your hand clawing at his wrist that is pressed between your legs, not wanting him to stop while simultaneously not being able to handle any more of the teasing.
“You wanna be my good girl?” he smirks, and you nod, five six seven times and so fast he stops you with a kiss.
It takes approximately two minutes before you're both naked, and he's pounding into you, holding you down with his entire body weight
“Is that it? Is this what you want, baby?” he rasps into your ear, hips moving into you relentlessly. You feel so full and hot and in love that it's hard to remember how you even got here.
“You're so desperate for my cock?” he taunts as if he doesn't know the answer already. His hands move to wrap your legs around his waist before he leans back and sits up a bit, kissing you and pulling you with, just to push you back down.
He's thrusting harder now, faster and deeper, but his hand is holding your phone while the other presses onto your stomach.
“Look at you, taking all of my cock like a good girl,” he praises right before pushing down harder, making it impossible tight for the both of you and conjuring a string of moans and cries from your fucked out consciousness.
“They can write all they want, baby, but only you get that dick, all right,” he smiles down at you, waiting for you to nod as he throws the phone to the side. His eyes fix back on where you're connected, a creamy, white ring formed at his base, and he groans at the sight of it.
“Please, JJ,” you cry out, eyes closed and pussy fluttering hard around him.
“Say my name, baby.” It sounds like an order, like he won't allow you to come if you don't.
“Need to come, Rudy. Please let me-” Your eyes roll back as soon as his fingertips as much as graze over your swollen and throbbing clit. And when your walls clamp down around him, he knows he can't hold it together anymore. His thrusts grow sloppier, and he's panting heavier from above you.
Your sweaty bodies are pressed between couch cushions, holding each other close and panting heavily. You brush a few sweaty strands from his face, and he kisses you hard, robbing you of your air and voice.
“Such a good fucking girl,” he groans, halting deep inside you before slowly keeping on fucking his hot seed into you, and finally collapsing.
“Maybe you should read that shit more often. Make me prove myself,” he grins. “Maybe I should act a bit too.”
“I don't even know what you mean,” you pretend to have forgotten about your slip up, having been too enthralled by him and the remaining thoughts the fictional pieces left on you.
“Tell me what they wrote, and I'll do it to you next,” Rudy whispers and after a moment of consideration you jump up and take your phone, swiping past the little sex tape he had made and back to the blogs and stories that you wanted to try out. Needless to say, it was a long and exhausting day, but also quite fulfilling…
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