Guyyys I’m backkkk! I had to finish college and then I got super sick but I’m back and ready to write. Thinking of a rebrand but all the oldies will still be here <3333
Requested by @toppersbitch, here's a little something for all my baddies with a praise mink!
It all began so simply; an accidental touch during the mundane kitchen cleanup you always did on Sunday nights. You were grabbing a pile of dishes to place back in the cabinet when you ever-so-slightly made contact with Joe’s hip; your laser focus on the task at hand distracting you enough that you didn’t make your normal apology for the slight.
“Rude,” he chuckled, shaking his head. “Huh? Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention,” you replied. Tossing a dirty dish towel over his shoulder, he bent down and pecked your cheek on his way to the laundry room. “It’s okay. You know I love your bratty ass,” he said over his shoulder.
I’m not bratty, you thought to yourself, wiping down the counter one last time before heading upstairs to start your nighttime routine. Removing your makeup carefully, you were in the process of applying your skincare when Joe came into the bathroom, whistling. You didn’t realize you were blocking the drawer with his toothbrush until you caught him standing behind you, hands on his hips. “Geez. You could say excuse me,” you grumbled.
Brushing past Joe, you rolled your eyes when he gently but firmly grabbed your arm, pulling you to his chest. “See, another bratty comment. Do we need to have a little lesson on respecting one another?” Cocking your head to the side, you let out a low sigh and shrugged, already sensing the path your evening was strolling down.
“Whatever you say boss,” you sarcastically remarked, knowing that your tone would surely get Joe riled up. Without fail, Joe let out a throaty laugh and steered you towards the bedroom, his normally cerulescent eyes dark. “I think it’s time for that lesson,” Joe chirped. Nodding his head to the floor, the pressure of his hands on your shoulders was unmistakable, and you lowered yourself onto your knees until you were eye level with his tented sweatpants.
Joe wrapped your dark curls in his hands and yanked your head back so he could see your face, the look of pure defiance you wore turning him on. “If you’re not going to watch your mouth, I’ll keep it preoccupied,” he growled, “open your lips.”
You thought for a second about refusing, showing him just how bratty you could be, but the ache between your legs was too strong to ignore, and there were few things that pushed you over the edge like pleasing Joe. Tugging his pants and boxers off, you slid the tip of his dick between your lips, tracing the head with your tongue. The subtle movements of your mouth caused Joe’s head to fall back as you worked him over, inching him deeper and deeper down your throat until your nose was pressed into his pelvis.
Though he was the one in control and despite his earlier admonishment, there was still something so loving, so caring about Joe’s dominance over you. For every buck of his hips as he fucked your face, there was a tender swipe of his thumb on your cheek; any brief gag of your throat met with a “good girl.”
Spit and precum rolled down onto your chest while you traced the veiny underside of Joe’s cock with your tongue; the peaks and valleys of his marble-like member so uniquely him. “That’s it,” Joe grunted, “such a good job you’re doing.” Joe knew how much his approval meant to you, the words of praise turning you into a one-woman army there only to serve Joe.
You could tell by the way his abdomen tensed and the grip on your hair tightened that he was close, and soon enough, you felt him spill down your throat, the taste so unmistakably him. Lapping at his dick, you cleaned him thoroughly with your tongue, not wanting to waste a single drop of the thing only you got to savor.
From your previous “lessons”, you knew better than to get up without his permission, so you waited for him to indicate that he was done with you. Instead, he led you to the bed, ordering you to slip off your nightgown and panties. The slight chill in the air left your skin with goosebumps, but soon your whole body was on fire when you felt Joe’s calloused hands trace the length of your legs.
Inch by inch, he made his way up your thighs, soft kisses following his hands until he stopped abruptly near your core. Using his index finger, he parted your lips and grazed your clit with the softest of touches, the minuscule contact causing your torso to jolt. Grinning wildly, Joe gradually increased the speed of his fingers until he had you thoroughly worked up, the writhing of your body intoxicating to him.
“What pretty noises my baby is making for me. Does that feel good to you?” Incoherent babbling was all you could muster, and Joe took that as a sign to switch to his tongue. Circling your soaked core, Joe held your hips down as you screamed with pleasure, one final flick all you required to orgasm. Your legs shook as you tried to steady your breathing but rest was nowhere in the horizon for you-- Joe had other plans in mind.
Tossing your legs over his shoulders, Joe kissed the inside of your ankle before sliding himself all the way in, a puff of air falling from his lips when he bottomed out. You had but a nanosecond of time to acclimate to his dick when he began thrusting, those same veins you had just been worshiping with your mouth now tickling your oversensitive walls.
Moonlight danced off Joe’s muscular chest as you watched him, every sharp angle and broad plane of his body illuminated by the night sky pouring in through the large windows. Leaning down to capture each of your pert nipples one by one with his mouth, Joe pecked your lips briefly before switching positions, wrapping your legs around his waist and hoisting you up off the bed.
His hands cupped your ample ass as he fucked you; the security of his strength the only insurance policy against you falling down since your legs had been rendered useless by his expert work on your body. The sharp angle of his dick meant every thrust made contact with your g-spot, and your next climax was too much for you to handle; your body going limp as it ripped through you.
Stars filled your eyes while you felt Joe increase his speed, and eventually, he collapsed back onto the bed, cradling you to his chest while he pumped into you for the final time. The following post-coital silence was comforting; the only sounds filling the room being the low panting coming from both of you and the whirl of the overhead fan breaking it up.
Shifting so he could see your face, Joe brushed your sweaty curls off your forehead so he could place a kiss in their absence. “I’m sorry for being a brat,” you yawned, curling up into his side, "I really didn't mean to." Smiling sleepily, Joe rubbed your back and pulled the comforter up around you guys. “It’s okay baby. I think the lesson got through.”
Are you planning on posting any more Sebastian Sallow smut? Yours are really some of the best and I feel like we all need more!!!
In the future yes but life’s gotten a little hectic and I haven’t had time to write anything. Sorry to ever for going MIA once again, I’m really going to try to begin posting again soon! This goes for all of the people I write for, not just Sebastian. xoxo<3
Sorry for going MIA! I took a last minute road trip for my spring break…but life update: just went on a date with a guy that looks like Joe Burrow! Like shut the front door, and he was such a sweet guy! Ugh like I hope there’s a second date and so on!!!!
Joe is so caring after sex! He cleans up any messes made and holds you tight. His hands run through your hair and over your skin, his lips leaving small soft kisses all over your face and neck.
He’d also be so concerned after he got too rough, let’s be honest he’d def get carried away. He’d check your body for any accidental marks, and make sure you drink enough water. He’d also tuck you in and kiss you softly.
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B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Joe has quite the body and he knows it, his abs and arms are his favorite. He loves taking off his shirt and watching your eyes wander over them. The way his arms flex as he lifts you when you’re riding him or how they look when he’s fingering you.
Joe loves loves loves your boobs! He loves when you wear lower-cut shirts, even though he would never admit it, you catch him staring or taking glances all the time. Even when you’re not having sex he loves to rest his head on them, or hold them while cuddling.
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C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
God how Joe loves to cum in your mouth! He loves when you look up at him innocently and hold your mouth open for him. He’ll then pull you up, watching you swallow, and kiss you, tasting the reminisce of himself.
His second favorite spot is your breasts, obviously! He’ll aim for them after pulling out, letting his cum cover them. It’s another excuse for him to touch them while cleaning you up after as well.
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D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Secretly loves hickies, he always complains about them afterward but at the moment he has his eyes closed, whimpering, and begging for more.
He loves hooking up in public, not directly public but in the bathroom at events or in the car. Most people hate it since it's awkward, but Joe loves a challenge, fitting the both of you into tight spaces, being quiet and keeping you quiet, or seeing how quickly he can make you cum.
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E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Joe is fairly experienced, but he can be timid. He always asks how you feel, and if he’s doing good. He loves it when you tell him what to do and guide him, sometimes he’s so worried about making sure you cum that he doesn’t, he’s very giving when it comes to sex.
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F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Missionary, he loves watching your face and your breasts. His hands are above your head, and your hands move along his body. Not to mention being able to hold you close during more intimate moments.
Cowgirl, because he is in love with your boobs, he loves watching them bounce as you move up and down. He holds onto your hips, helping you move just right for him.
Facesitting, Joe just loves to treat you! Holding around your thighs, making you stay still as he traces the alphabet with his tongue. He loves to hear you whimper and beg for more.
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G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
He tends to be giddier, keeping the air light and fun. He makes sure to complement you, admiring you. When you two participate in quickies it is full of laughs, trying to fit in the small broom closets and joking about getting caught.
On the occasion he drinks he gets very giggly, playing with your breasts and showering you with silly compliments.
When he is serious, his brows are furrowed and he is biting his bottom lip.
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H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Joe is kept, he likes to keep himself trimmed. His happy trail was thin, leading from his belly button and down.
As for the hair on his head, he loves you playing with it! Running your fingers through it, tugging and pulling on it, you name it. You loved the way a few pieces would fall out of place onto his forehead.
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I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Joe is so romantic! He showers you with the utmost of compliments, taking his sweet time with foreplay when he can. Joe spends time learning your wants and needs, paying attention t your body. He is so widely in love with you, you’re all he wants and dreams about.
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J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
At first, Joe felt guilty thinking about you while he jacked off. But, his mind always wandered to you and your body, it took him so long to accept it as okay, it even took your telling him so.
Now with away games and all the traveling you provided Joe with a few pictures, even calling and masturbating over the phone. You’re the only thing on his mind as he jacks off, even catching himself moaning your name when he's cumming.
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K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Praise Kink, he loves being told how good he’s doing and telling you as well. Sex with Joe is filled with compliments and encouragement
“You’re doing so good for me baby, “That's it, just like that,” “You’re so good for me”
Oral/Face-sitting, Joe loves to eat you out, taking any chance he can whether it's by getting down on his knees and holding you up or pulling your heat down and onto his face
“Just hold still for me,” “You like it when I do this don't you?” “You taste so good,”
Size Kink, ‘Big Dick Joe’ obviously, loves you struggle to take all of him, watching your eyes water as he pushes into your mouth farther or when he has to go slow and stretch you out
“It’s okay baby you can take it,” “That’s it, just a little more,” “So tight for me,”
Boobs, he just loves your boobs, playing with them, sucking on them, even fucking them
“Look how beautiful they are,” “They’re all mine,”
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L = Location (favorite places to do they do)
Joe loves doing it on the dining or kitchen table, it puts you at the perfect height for him. His dick aligned with your pussy just perfectly, his head resting in the crook of your neck
Honorable mention goes to his car, it's his favorite place to eat you out, the excitement of almost being caught, the tinted windows blocking anyone's view.
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M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
A win! You think he would be tired after playing a good game and winning but instead, he wants to get home and get to it. The second you get in the car he has his hand on your thigh, and the second you make it into the room or house your clothes are off and he's carrying you to the bed.
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N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)
Degradation, Joe hates mean names and cruel teasing, let alone the thought of him saying horrible things to you. He hates words like whore and slut, they make his skin crawl
Pain, the thought of hurting you shuts him down. He could and would never hurt you, the times he has by bruises and an accidental scratch he has apologized immensely running his hands over them gently making sure you didn't wince.
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O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
As I’ve said before, Joe loves treating you. You were spoiled compared to other girls, Joe can’t keep his mouth away from you. He knows exactly what he’s doing when he’s going down, his mouth and fingers working steadily, even working in praise for you.
He also loves when you give him head, holding your head and pushing you farther. Cumming in your mouth and watching you swallow. You love it to, making him a moaning mess, like putty in your hands.
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P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
When in an intimate mood he's a slow lover, taking his time and making sure to hit every inch. He kisses every inch of your body, leaving nothing untouched.
Of course, during quickies there is a sense of urgency, he moves fast and quickly. His strokes hit you deep and fast.
Sometimes when he's in a mood, he moves roughly, taking you by surprise. He moves quickly, and in uneven strokes.
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Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Quickies happen a lot as mentioned. In the bathrooms at events and in the car, whether it's just him making you cum, you giving him a blowjob or him fucking you.
“Let’s go to the bathroom,”
“I need you right now,”
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R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Joe’s down to experiment, nothing rough though. He treats you like a delicate flower when experimenting. Talking you through everything he’s doing and praising you as you go.
“Is this okay?” “Are you sure?” “Please tell me if it’s too much,”
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S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
His stamina is insane, he could go for many rounds. Usually, you lost count, your brain becoming so frazzled, melting at his touch.
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T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Joe likes incorporating a vibrator, holding it on your clit while he fucks you or fucking you with it as he eats you out. He loves the extra amount of pleasure it gives you, making you even more sensitive to his touch.
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U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Joe likes to think he loves to tease you, but he’s weak when it comes to you. He’s always been unsuccessful in his attempts at edging you, folding when you beg for it. He couldn’t deny you anything, you are his darling.
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V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Joe is kind of quiet, only letting out small whimpers and groans aside from the praise. He’s always been quiet though.
He loves you being loud however, it drives him over the edge that much more.
“Yes, baby say my name,” “Tell everyone whose making you feel so good,”
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W = Wild card (a random dirty headcanon for the character)
Fucking in the mirror! He loves watching the side view of himself towering above you, thrusting into you slowly, your eyes watching him as well. He’s not a narcissist but he enjoys the way he looks, especially with you.
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X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Once again ‘Big Dick Joe’, it’s definitely on the larger side. Along with his size kink, he loves hearing how big he is, and how much he's stretching you out.
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Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
It's HIGH! Being away from you is the hardest thing, hence the phone sex. He is always thinking of your body, it motivates him.
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Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)
He stays up until you fall asleep, he makes sure you’re okay. He worships you, bringing you water and snacks after, cuddling you. Once he hears you breathing steady and your eyes close he knows he can finally fall asleep.
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Here's a little something (not so little this took like 2-3 hours), if anyone gets ideas from this and wants me to go more in-depth send me a request <3
Let me just rant about college real quick… it’s currently midterms, I have a rather large project in each class as expected.
Except in my HIST 1700 class I have a 8 page! 2.2k word rough draft due, and I have a total of 3 days to complete it and it totally came out of the dark…like what?!
Anyways I am so unbelievably stressed about this paper so I won’t be as active for a little bit <333
At yet again another after-party, they were beginning to lose their charm, even for Joe.
You made small talk with people, watching as Joe laughed out loud. He glanced at you, sending sweet smiles. You would do just about anything for Joe, even if it meant putting on cocktail dresses and chatting it up with strangers.
“Excuse me,” you turned, the waitress pushed a drink into your hands, your favorite drink, “that gentleman over there sent it to you,” she pointed over to Joe, his smile was giddy, like a little boy telling a knock knock joke. You smiled at him and cheered to his imaginary glass before walking towards him.
“I just love this dress on you,” he pulled you in resting his hands on the small of your back. You placed a light kiss on his lips, teasing him. You pulled back, settling into his side sipping on your drink as he talked to people. His hand traveled down between you and the wall, he place his palm over your ass and squeezed, and you elbowed him.
“Joey,” you warned, “not here, there’s lots of people.”
His hand squeezed again, he leaned his head down to your ear. You waited anxiously for his next words.
“Let’s go to the bathroom,” his words were hot against your ear. You turned to pull him through the crowds, down the quiet hallways, and into the single-room bathroom. He locked the door behind you two.
“What do you have to say for yourself?” you looked at him, setting your purse on the small counter. He walked toward you, backing you into the wall.
“You’re just so damn pretty,” his hands met with your waist steadying your body. He looked you up and down, a hand roaming up, grazing your breast and collarbones, and grabbing around your throat. He pulled your face close connecting your lips, his tongue taking control instantly. His hand squeezed lightly, your breathing shallowing.
You snaked your hands down his body to his belt, you began to undo the buckle, Joe pushed away your hands, grabbing them and Bringing them above your head.
"No, let me treat my pretty girl right," he pushed his Knee in between your legs, his arm pulling your body close. Your pussy sat on his thigh. his hand pushing down on your waist. You moved your hips forward, creating a small amount of friction. You let out a small whimper, Joe smirking down at you.
“Yes baby moans louder,” he placed his other hand on your hips, moving you himself. He pushed you back and forth, your cunt growing wet. You tucked your head down, your head resting on Joe’s shoulder.
“My pretty girl,” he whispered to you, “good girl.” he began bouncing his leg, adding another form of friction. You moaned out, your legs feeling weak. One of his hands pushed down, rubbing circles against your clothed clit. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling yourself up and down slightly.
“Just like that,” he continued helping you, your brain was melting with pleasure. You whimpered into his ears, it echoing off the bathroom walls.
His thumb moved quickly around on your clit, urging you to come undone.
“Come on baby you can do it,” he encouraged you, you kept going, letting ecstasy fill you.
“Joe,” you called out, your stomach tightening, and you fell limp against his body.
“Good,” he whispered into your ear, steadying your body with his. He cradled your head, kissing the top of it, “you’re so good for me.”
You hummed at him in response, your body coming back down from its climax. You held his bicep for balance as you fixed your dress.
“We should do this more often,” Joe smirked looking down at you.
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I won’t lie when I got the idea of Joe sending the reader a drink from that one Valentine's Modern Family episode where Clair and Phill roleplay as strangers. Anyways…enjoy!!!!!
Hi, I'm a big fan of your work. I have no requests but to ask you to keep all Sebastian Sallow fanfics longer pls :))) I'm looking forward to your next work, is there any way I can support you? Thank you so muchhh
Since a lot of people have asked about ways to support me, I currently don't have anyway. If anyone knows about the tipping function and could provide information I might look into setting that up...
You guys are all so kind though and that's seriously enough! I appreciate you all so much<333
joe with a clumsy reader who tried to cook to surprise him but ends up with multiple bruises and joe gets worried (I tried to make dumplings and ended up with burns,cuts and black eye b/c I hit myself with the dough roller thingy😑)
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Direct Link to their story: Who's Cutting Onions, J Burrow
The heat of the fire lit your face as you sat leaning on Kie. Sarah sat across, roasting a marshmallow. The pipe was passed to you, you held the light and covered the hole, taking a long inhale. The back of your throat burned, and your head clouded as you held your breath. You finally exhaled, watching it mix with the smoke from the fire.
“Girls' night is gonna be so fun,” you giggled, “Finally we can gossip without the boys.”
“About the boys,” Sarah said, letting out she inhale of smoke.
“Give me more, I don’t wanna think,” you said grabbing for the pipe again. You took a hit, sitting there. You goofily flopped onto your side, letting the breath out.
“I don’t want to think about Kelce for another second,” you had just broken up with him, a year of your life down the drain.
“I don’t even know why you got with him,” Sarah giggled.
“It’s not like he’s even good in bed,” Kie said, staring straight at you.
“Why the fuck would you know?” Sarah asked, a baffled look on her face.
“Woah woah not like that, y/n told me.” Kie threw her hands up in the air signaling she was innocent.
“Wait tell all!” Sarah got up and skipped over to Kie and you. She kneeled and smiled widely.
“Okay well-“ you paused gathering your thoughts, “he doesn’t like foreplay.” They both dropped their hands to their laps, eyes wide.
“Like none at all?” Sarah started at you while hitting the pipe.
“Like maybe like a minute of fingering max,” you thought back to all the times, “oh and he never reciprocated oral.”
“Oh my god you have to be kidding!” Kie threw her hands in the air, “you never told me all that.”
“He’s also never touched my boobs, only grazed by fucking accident,” you rolled your eyes.
Kie and Sarah both looked at them with eyes wide open.
“And I’ve only orgasmed twice,” you smiled goofily.
“Out of how many times?” Kie added a marshmallow to her stick.
“Lik-“ you were cut off abruptly.
“AHHHHHHH” the boys come jumping out of the bushes, alcohol in hand.
You jumped up, terror filling you. Kie threw her roasting stick, marshmallow and all. Sarah covered her eyes and curled into herself.
They began to laugh, JJ falling holding his stomach with one hand and a bottle of vodka with the other. John B picked up Sarah, and Pope dodged Kie’s stick.
“You guys were supposed to come back till tomorrow morning,” you pouted, worrying they heard anything you said.
“Well coming early never hurt anyone,” JJ raised an eyebrow at you. You felt yourself blushing as everyone else laughed.
“Pretend like you didn’t hear please I’m begging,” you placed your hands together flat and shook them towards him. He began to laugh at you, holding his stomach.
“Maybe you should’ve done that for Kelce,” he slapped his knee, and you shot him a glare.
“Okay, okay, I’ll stop,” his hands surrendered.
The conversations and laughs continued through the night, the fire slowly dying as you all stopped trying to keep it alive. John B and Sarah disappeared into the château, and Kie and Pope retired to sleeping bags on the HMS Pogue. It was only you and JJ, poking at the ashes on the fire.
“Soooo,” JJ dragged out, raising an eyebrow, “how are you feeling about your breakup?”
You rolled your eyes, the inevitable topic of the week. You dropped the stick you had been poking around with.
“Fine I guess, kinda lonely.” You laid back on the blanket, laying a hand across your stomach.
“You can’t be lonely when I’m here,” JJ jumped up, dragging his blanket towards yours. He laid down hitting his head on yours.
“Ow, watch it.” You said bringing a hand to rub the spot. You laid, top of head to top of the head. You felt his hair, softer than any hair you’d ever felt. You lost yourself, running your hands in it.
His hand lazily draped itself onto your face, feeling your nose and eyes, and finally stopping to caress your jaw. His thumb found your lips and your hand halted it playing in his hair. His thumb slid across your upper lip, then pushed down on the bottom. You opened and his thumb slipped inside, he pushed down on your bottom teeth as you swirled your tongue around.
He slid the finger out, your lips smacking back together.
“Good girl,” JJ whispered, your stomach filled with butterflies as your body began to tingle.
His hand disappeared from view and his head came back into view shortly after. He had a gentle smile on his face as you sat up. The two of you sat across from each other.
“So Kelce really never touched your…” He finished by looking down, his eyes falling upon your breasts in the tank top.
“No,” you shook your head, looking down ashamed. You subconsciously began to pick at your fingers, trying your hardest to ignore JJ’s gaze on you.
“No, don't be embarrassed,” he grabbed your hands to stop the picking, “some men just don’t know how to please a woman.”
You let out a breathy laugh, your body shaking. His hand moved up from your hand to your arms. Squeezing lightly, his fingered tips were rough and calloused in comparison to your soft and tanned skin. He reached for the strap of your tank top, stopping.
“May I?” He made eye contact, and you nodded. He moved the straps off your shoulders, you pulled the top over your head. You became alarmingly aware of how much skin was showing now.
“You’re so beautiful,” he smiled down at you, his hands laying on your thighs, “here I’ll take my off too.” He lifted him off and you looked up and down his tanned and toned body.
“Come on, you can touch,” he pulled your hand to his abs, “I know you want to,” he smirked at you winking. You allowed yourself to run your hands down his abs, feeling every line. You felt your way down his happy trail, tracing the band of his swim trunks.
You pulled at them, letting them bounce back onto his skin. He let out a gasp and you a giggle.
“Cruel,” he said, his hand moving forward, his finger grazing over your clothed cunt. Your body jumped, and you looked up and saw a smirk on his face. He continued to move his hand, reaching for the button of your shorts.
He began to unbutton them, watching your face as you watched his hands.
“Is this alright?” He asked, you nodded eagerly. “Hm?” He questioned your response.
“Yes, it’s alright.” You said just wanted him to rip them off already. You laid back allowing him to pull them off. His hands met your hips, making you tense and relax. His finger plays with the bikini bottoms. His hands continued up until they were caressing your face, and he moved to straddle you.
“So Kelce never did any of this?” His thumb moved back and forth across your face.
“No,” you pressed your face into his hands, forcing more contact.
“Do you want to keep going?” His eyes met with yours, piercing blue into yours.
“Yeah,” your voice was barely above a whisper. He moved his head down towards you. Connecting your lips, finally giving you some release. His tongue pressed into your mouth, and you gasped for air. His tongue fought with yours in a playful way, leaving you on the edge of dominance.
His hands kneaded every inch of your body, finally landing on a breast. You moaned in response, you chuckled into the kiss.
“Such a good girl,” he praised your noises, and your body tingled again, “tell me how good I make you feel,” one hand moved up to your throat and squeezed lightly, “tell me.”
“Mhmm so good,” you barely responded through your moans.
He moved down, pulling your breasts out of its cup, his mouth attached to your tit. His tongue moved around widely while he sucked. His hand moved down slipping into your bottoms. His finger moved along the slit.
“Please,” you begged through moans. He slid a finger in, pumping it in and out. You moved your hips, wishing to feel more. He lifted his head from your chest and smirked up. He slid another finger in, making a different feeling arise. He began to move his fingers differently, hitting your g-spot. You bucked your hips up, he moved his fingers faster. Your stomach tightened, and your hand gripped JJ’s forearm. You could feel his muscles tensing with every movement. Your entire body tensed up, ecstasy taking over. You dug your nails into his arms, his fingers still pumping in and out.
“One more,” he urged you, his hand continuing its movements. Quickly your stomach released and tightened again. You pushed your legs together, JJ’s free hand moving to push them open, he continued moving his fingers in and out.
“Come on darlin.”
“Fuck,” you whined out, and your leg began to shake involuntarily. Your body is filled with static, an overwhelming feeling taking over your body.
“Good, just like that,” JJ said, his voice gruff and demanding. He stopped, slowly pulling out his fingers. His hand traveled up your mouth, his fingers lightly grazing your skin. He pushed his fingers in your mouth, making you taste yourself, “so good for me.”
He pulled up your bikini bottoms, his hands resting on your hips.
“Thank you, JJ,” your voice was surprisingly light and quiet.
“Anytime you need baby,” he laughed his normal JJ laugh, laying down on his back, “now go to sleep,” he was using his fake authoritative voice. You did so, watching the stars above you, the view interrupted by tree branches above
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I won't lie this has been sitting in my drafts unfinished for so long(like fr since season 2 was released)! I figured this was the perfect time to finish and post it. I hope everyone enjoys!!!
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