Hello again so @ihaveashield and I have decided that since @beskars loved our Watto smut so much, we would give her the gift that keeps on giving this Christmas. That’s right, Jabba smut. Thanks again, Elisha for believing in us bby we love u.
ALSO: We are aware that Huttese is a language and whatnot but we are far too lazy for that research so we basically just keyboard smashed for Jabba. So don’t @ us, we know we’re trash ok.
Warnings: bondage, slime, oral (f receiving), dirty talk but you can’t understand it, excessive use of the word diarrhea, Dyson vacuums, dry humping, tail play
You pull on the tinsel, the material deliciously burning against your wrists as you wait to see what the Hutt will do, waiting patiently as his thick fingers check on your restraints, his essence slickening the tinsel as Jabba excites himself for what comes next. After checking the last of the tinsel, Jabba re-slimes his lips and teasingly drags a finger down your arm, eliciting a shaky exhale from you, your cunt clenching around nothing as the trail of slime reaches your breasts. You arch your back into his hand as he slowly circles an areola, and he smirks when he wets a nipple with his juices.
His breathing becomes more labored as he continues traveling downwards, and he’s oozing by the time he reaches your navel. He grabs your thighs and lifts them towards his face, giving a smothering wet kiss to the inside of one thigh as he gauges your reaction. You squirm in his embrace and bite your lip, rolling your hips in an attempt to get closer to his mouth. He lets out a deep laugh and your face flushes in embarrassment and wanton excitement.
Before you can ask what’s happening, he lowers his head to your ear, his voice traveling straight to your core, the flush of heat spreading outward so quickly, you were certain you would pass out from the sensation.
“DOIJSIOJEIWOJ” he mummered, and you felt the air leave your lungs.
Oh. So it was the tail tonight. Perfect.
He reached up and untied your tinsel bonds, and you clamored to your feet, half-crawling/half-running around the Hutt, until you reached his tail. As if it sensed your presences, you watched as the muscles under Jabba’s greasy skin rippled, making the tail larger and harder than normal. Your eyes were shining with excitement as you straddled the tail and sat upon it, hissing in relief when one of the ridges of Jabba’s tail flesh bumped your aching clit.
“WOIJEI OIWJAUHFEJJ EIJOFWIJ” his commanding voice cut through the haze of bliss you were lost in. He didn’t have to tell you twice. Your hips began to rock back and forth against his tail, the bumps and ridges of it teasing you to the edge. You wanted to end the torture, but you knew that Jabba hated when you were a bad girl. You whined softly as the ache in your belly grew more insistent.
“Jabba,” you panted, your hips moving faster and faster. “J-Jabba please. Please…”
He chuckled darkly and you could practically see the smirk on his greasy lips. Smug bastard.
“IWOIEJDJWIOEJFOIEJ”, he flexed his tail, making the ridges more pronounced. Your eyes rolled back in your head as your climax slammed into you, knocking the air from you and causing you to see stars. You shuddered, gasping for air, riding each wave as it slammed into you. When you were sure you couldn’t take a second more, the final wave ebbed, and you slumped forward on Jabba’s tail, shaking.
Your body was shifted as Jabba’s tail curled around you, wrapping you in a protective cocoon. You snuggled into the moist haven created by his tail and let out a happy sigh. No doubt about it, this was the best Christmas yet.
bite my tongue, bide my time; a boba fett x reader fic
rating; nc-17
words; 4.925k
warnings; depictions of canon-typical violence and death, swearing, dirty talk, slight dom/sub, gratuitous smut ???
a/n; party rock is in the house tonight. and yes i did have to put that one line in this fic so you can listen to the audio clip and live the y/n dream okay have fun love u bye
okay so tumblr kept crashing and this is my 4th time trying to send this IT HAD BETTER FUCKIN WORK. Ok so. I think The Grinch is the type to lightly tug on your hair once during sex, and that makes him the domliest dom to ever dom and he makes sure everyone around knows that he's "*totally* into BDSM you guys".
did you ever think that tumblr was crashing intentionally to spare my eyeballs from reading this fucking message
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