Hello dear! First of all, congratulations for your work ... they are wonderful! I was wondering if you can write headcanons or fic (I leave it to your consideration) Jason x Reader where she has had very very bad relationships (both sentimentally and sexually) and Jason to know this, he puts all of his part to show the reader that he loves her and desires like no one has ever done it. *Coff maybe with a little smut / nsfw coff* Thanks, even if you could not do it. You're great, I´m you fan!
There you go, sweetheart. Hope youâll like it and sorry for the wait.
From Doorstep to Couch (Jason Todd x Reader)
Warning: SMUT, Language, Insecurities Tagged: @usernightwing ; @anaboo-thewriter ; @queen-fighter ; @loliiz ; @piratefrost ; @daisyboobear ; @perforabuntsaggittis (IF YOU WANT TO BE TAGGED ON ANY OF MY WORK PLEASE TELL ME. SAME IF YOU WANT TO BE UNTAGGED)
You were both walking up the stairs leading to your apartment, his hand on your lower back â not too low but not too high - while yours were tightly holding your leather clutch. You were quiet and you could only explain this silence with the tension growing inside of you, knotting up your stomach and your throat. Â You were stressed, scared even.You knew that there was no going back, that once youâd be on your doorstep it would happen. It had to after all. Â Â Â The night had been incredible. Jason had invited you to dinner in a great restaurant in Centre Gotham - nothing too fancy but enough to send you the âthis is seriousâ vibe â then you had gone to a bar in which you had had a few drinks, laughed and listened to some pretty nice local bands playing rock and folk music. He had touched you, more than once, cautiously and lightly first to see if you were on the same wavelength, his hand delicately brushing yours. Then that same hand had become surer as it had taken yours or had even dared ventured on your thigh. You had welcomed it with shivers and a terrified trembling hesitating hand that had made him smile and kissed it.
And now here you were. Â To the doorstep step. That part when you let him kiss you to wish you goodnight or when â in a moment of over-confidence and letâs say sexual urge â you ask him to come in for a new last drink, which is nothing more than a lame way to say â I want us to fuckâ. You hated the doorstep step. Your hated even more relationships. You didnât want to but you couldnât help it. Your past relationships had been terrible. You were so disgusted in men (and women both). Too much deception, too much disappointment, emotionally as well as sexually.
âSo. There it is.â You said with an uptight smile once in front of your door, playing with the keys in your sweaty hands     âI can see that.â He tried to joke but his sarcasm made you grimace in discomfort.       âI had a great night.â  You admitted, not really knowing where to look since your eyes couldnât bear lay on Jasonâs face. âMe too.â
You gasped when you felt his fingers on your chin and finally looked up at him. You suddenly forgot to breathe and your body stop responding to your brain. You were paralysed. Damn it.    You saw Jason leaning closer. Double damn it. Did you want that? Sure you did. Who wouldnât? The man was freaking gorgeous with his dark locks, mysterious grave blue eyes, that jaw for days and this shoulder breadth ⌠and the thighs ⌠holy shit those thighs. Plus he was such an amazing person, caring, smart and witty ⌠Yeah you wanted this. But you were scared. What if it became another disappointment? Another failure?
Lost in your thoughts, you gasped again when you felt his lips on yours. He caressed them first, very softly, looking for approval, an approval that you didnât really give. You remained still and petrified and he sighed. âOkay. Shot downâ      Your eyes widened. No you didnât mean to reject him. âMaybe that was too soon. Sorry. I thought ⌠Iâm not usually this straightforward.â You opened your mouth to say something to reassure him. â That will be a good lesson. Never make the first step again, Jason.â âItâs not you itâs me.â You almost shouted quickly to cut him off.     âThat sounds worse.â He grimaced. And he was right. â Just come in.â You put the key in the keyhole and unlocked the door but when you saw him frown you understood you needed to clarify. âTalking on the doorstep is not that confortable.â âHonestly, Y/N. Iâm not sure I want to hear you say why you donât want to see me again.ââ Itâs not what Iâm about to say.â You waved him to come in and after a moment of hesitation he entered and you closed the door behind you.  âPlease have a sit. Do you want something to drink? A glass of water? A coffee? A beer?â You offered to be polite and to ease the situation but the new frown on his face told you that you had just made it even more awkward than it already was.    â I guess Iâll need alcohol. So Iâm not gonna refuse a beer.â  You smiled lightly and took two beers from the fridge
Jason had sat down on the couch and was weirdly quiet. You approached him and handed him the bottle. He thanked you and you took place next to him, leaving involuntarily a distance between the both of you.     â So itâs not you itâs me, huh?â    âIt sounds so clichĂŠ, I know but itâs true⌠Iâm always on the defensive. Iâm uncomfortable. I canât help it and itâs absolutely not because of you.â He let you talk, listening to every word with furrowed eyes. âIâve been in some pretty bad relationships lately. Iâve dated some total jerks that hurt me and made me loose the little self esteem and self confidence I had.â     Jasonâs features had softened. He looked calm and very compassionate right now. â They made me believe that if everything sucked it was my fault, that I was the problem, that I was not worth anything or good at anything ⌠not even at sex. I tried to see that as lies but when you hear over and over the same things well ⌠you tend to perceive them as true.â You snickered but the laugh was forced and it was full of pain. You looked away to hide your watery eyes but when Jason put down his beer on the coffee table to slide closer to you and hold your hand your eyes met him.     âHey. Donât cry.â  You discreetly sniffed and you wiped the small tears that had escaped your eyes. âYou said it yourself. They were jerks. You are an amazing person. You are funny. You are sweet. You are generous, smart and insanely beautiful.â You blushed and chuckled of embarrassment. â They say you were not worth anything. Well I say they were not worthy of you⌠Fuck, even I am not worthy of you.â  âThatâs bullshitâ    âAlright. Why do you think I was so demonstrative tonight?⌠Because I knew I had to play all the cards even the risky ones if I wanted to have a chance with you. You may not believe it but there is a very insecure guy behind this sarcasm and those bad boy looks.â You laughed but still, you didnât really believe all the sweet things he was saying. He noticed it and he cupped your cheek. âI get youâre hurt and that they dragged you down. But Iâm not like them. I wonât hurt you. I can love you the way you deserve to be loved. Unconditionally and passionately. If you give me the chance.â You didnât answer, touched by his words. He had a talent for words.       â That was so corny.â He said out loud but you laughed.      â I really want to give you a chance but what if I disappoint you too. What if âŚâ
He cut you short by slamming his lips against yours, cutting your breath for a small instant. But the surprise didnât last and you responded to his kiss by pressing your lips against his. âYouâll never disappoint me.â Â He whispered still so close to your mouth as you kept your eyes closed, waiting for him to kiss you again. Â He did. It was soft and sweet and tasted a bit like alcohol but you didnât mind. You let him touch you and bring your body closer to his. It made you shiver and he felt it. âItâs okay.â You nodded and he caught your lips again. You put your hand in his dark hair and clang to him. Then, everything was suddenly more passionate and burning.
Jasonâs lips ventured towards your neck to leave a series of hot humid kisses and possibly hickeys that would last a few days. You instinctively tilted your head backwards to give him full access and when he reached a very delicate point right below your ear a moan escaped your mouth. Your eyes widened though you didnât why. There was no shame in appreciating what he was doing. Â Your moan had awakened something inside Jason, something he felt deep in guts, down between his legs. He accentuated his kisses. They became hungrier, more needy. He wanted to hear you again.
He laid you down on your back and lay on you, his lips still on your neck. Oh my god, what were you doing? âJay.â You tried to protest.   â Shhâ He whispered before kissing your lips again to make you shut up. His hands wandered towards your chest and he groped your breasts through your shirt. When he tried to unbutton it you put yours hands on his to stop him. âWhat?â He asked âYou donât want this?â     âSure I want thisâ More than anything right now      âThen what is it?â   â What if I do ⌠wrong?â He frowned. Certainly was he finding you childish and stupid right now. âYou donât need to do anything right now. Just let me do.â His voice was sensual and arousing and this time you allowed him to unbutton your shirt. It revealed your bra and he gazed at it with lust. Perhaps were you desirable after all.
His face met your cleavage rather quickly and he began kissing it, a hand on one of your breast ready to rip off your bra at any moment. You watched it for a small moment and when you see how aroused he looked you decided to let it go. Â Â Â Â Your head sank in the couch to let yourself moanuproariouslyas you knotted your fingers in his hair. You felt him smile against the skin of your chest. He liked it. His hands freed your boobs from your bra without taking it off and he took one of your nipples in mouth. That sudden gesture made you gasp and moan even louder. It felt so good. âJay.â
He hummed. âYes, doll? Do you like it?â Your simple and begging âyesâ made him smirk and get rid of your shirt and your bra. âDamn, youâre beautiful.â You blushed and almost hid your chest with your arms but that wasnât right.So instead, you allow yourself to grab the hem of his t-shirt to take it off. Jason let you do, glad you were taking initiatives.
He was simply dreamy. Those muscles. Those arms. Those shoulders. Those pectorals. Those abs ⌠aaaah. It frustrated you as much as it aroused you. How could someone be that perfect? You dared caressed him and as your hand slide against his warm skin right between his abs down to the button of his jeans you bit your lower lip. âWhatâs crossing your mind, baby?â Terrible naughty things.   He snickered and gave you a hand by gently pressing yours against his crotch. Your eyes immediately widened when you felt his prominent bulge against your palm. He was hard ⌠and certainly quite big. Gosh.     Slowly, you unbuttoned his jeans and lowered them all along with his boxers. His cock sprang free and it was indeed big, bigger than anything you ever had, and hard and long and⌠You squeezed your legs and rubbed them. You were wet. You could feel it. And you wanted desperately some friction.       You quickly glanced at your womanhood but it was enough for Jason to see. âWait. Let me take that off too.â He lifted your ass and pulled down your shorts, leaving you in your panties. Legs spread, he looked down between them. âYour panties look drenched already. Am I the one to blame for it?â       â I wouldnât say âblameâ.â You whispered as he caressed you through the thin fabric. You moaned between your closed lips but embraced his touch by moving your hips slightly. You wanted more. And he would give you more.  He put your panties aside to reveal your folds. Then, his fingers parted your lips to meet your clit and brush your entrance. You growled in your hand. But he didnât want you to deaden your sweet noises. He caught your arms and put them above your head, making you gasp. âI want to hear you scream as I fuck youâ He ripped off your underwear rather brutally but you found it hot. âSo donât be shy.â
Laid on you, he began rubbing himself against your body, his cock grinding between your legs, so close to your entrance. You grabbed his back and dug your nails in it. The friction was sending you slowly but surely towards heaven. âOh my god, Jay.â Â Â His pace accelerated until it began relentless and soon, he started panting rather heavily. âFuck.â He cursed and sat up to jerk himself off on top of you. But thatâs not what you wanted. In an urge to please him and please yourself at the same time, you decided to grab his cock and jerk him off yourself. With rapid movements, one hand around his cock and another massaging his balls, you made him cum on you. The hot white seed spilled on your chest and your face but you enjoyed it. You enjoyed even more his thick member twitching in your hand and the sight of his beautiful masculine face twist in pleasure as all the muscles of body tensed. Â
You wiped his sperm with you fingers and brought them to your mouth to lick. Jason gazed at you in awe and always with that lust darkening his eyes.
He cursed again and brushed the strand of his hair away from his sweaty forehead. âYeah, youâre a freaking disappointed, Y/Nâ You chuckled. âLegs up so I can punish you!â You obeyed and held your legs up with your hands. Jason slapped one your thighs and you squealed. âNaughty girl. Look what you make me do.â       He lined up his cock in front of your entrance and entered your pussy without waiting. He sank in you with an incredible easiness. Finally. âDamn, youâre so tight and wet.â  He started thrusting in you deep. He was slow at first but intense but little did you know that he was just warming up. âOh my fucking ⌠â
You screamed when he reached a zone inside of you you never thought existed. You clang to the sofa afraid to fall under the strength of his now rather fast pounding. âYeah, scream for me baby.â He ordered as he slapped your thighs again making you squeezed around his cock. Â Â Â â Jason!â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â â Yeah, just like that.â He groaned of satisfaction and arousal. Â Â Â Â Â Â â Jason!!!â You repeated louder.
He suddenly turned you over, face down against the couch and butt up and slammed back into you. Okay, so he was that type of man. âKeep your ass up for me and touch yourself while I fuck you, okay?â You moaned and obeyed and he began pounding you relentlessly, his hands holding you tight but the arms. It felt really good but you hoped you had much more to do. He was taking all the initiatives and maybe that was not so good. Â Â Â
Thatâs why you suddenly decided to move your hips and take control of the movements. And the risk was worth it. He loved it. He loved it so much he let go of your hips just to watch his cock going in and out of you and how well you were taking him. âGosh, Y/N. Youâre driving me crazy.â You smiled. âYou have such a fine little assâ He added as he caressed it.
You could listen to him talk dirty to you like that for ages. It was a real boost for your self-confidence. And when you have confidence, well, you can do crazy things.
You stopped moving and stood up for an instant before pushing Jason against the backrest of the couch. He chuckled and you straddled him and started undulating against him, his cock between your legs, ready to enter you again at any moment.
He cursed, certainly frustrated not to feel you around his length. But you didnât tease him long though. Â Â Â Â Â Â You guided his cock back to your pussy and sank on it with moans of relief coming from both of you. âYes. Ride me, doll.â You hands on his shoulders you started bouncing on top of him. The depth of hick thick dick inside of you was sending shivers in your entire body. That was incredible. You kept a pace that pleased you both. Fast enough and hard enough. âYouâre so good.â He moaned, head rested against the backrest. Â Â Â Â Â Â â Are you gonna cum again?â Â Â Â Â â I think soâ he whispered. âBut I want to hear you first.â
Your eyes widened. You had never come ⌠at least not during sex. It was something your partners had never given you. Reaching orgasm was actually a thing only your fingers could do in lonely moments in which you achingly urged a release.
Jason caressed your cheek and kissed you passionately. âCome on. Cum for me.â You kept moving, unsure you would be able to do that and secretly hoping he would cum quickly and you would get through it.      And maybe that was the solution.Your hands leant on his muscular thighs, right behind your back, you began jumping on his cock. You could tell by the way Jason was panting that he wouldnât last long. And you could understand why. It was fabulous. His throbbing cock inside you, pounding you, the moans, the groans, the panting, the sweaty skins meeting each other, the couch creaking under both your weight. Gosh.   Jason placed his hands on your bouncing breasts to grope them. âIf you keep going like that Iâm gonna cum without you.â He declared between two groans. Good. He made you lean forward, you boobs still his hand to lick them and suck the nipples. You gripped his hair without even realising it. It was reflex, a way to have him ⌠feel him closer to you, to tell him not to stop.
He suddenly took over and started pounding you from underneath, hard, fast and deep like a jackhammer, his balls slapping against your butt. You squealed. The sensation was divine and now only plaintive onomatopoeias were escaping your agape mouth. Well onomatopoeias and some very casual âFuck, Jayâ that would make Jason chuckle or smirk proudly.
And thatâs how you felt it coming. For the very first time. That so well-deserved orgasm building inside of you, ready to burst like a firework. Â It made you cry out and nestle your head in Jasonâs neck to muffle the moans but he wanted to see you. He pulled up your hair to make you look at him. But you couldnât. Your eyes were tightly closed and refused to open. And the screams coming out your mouth were becoming louder. âOpen your beautiful eyes. I want you to look at me while you cum.â Â Â Â Â Â Â It took everything in you to open your eyes and to keep them open. The wave of pleasure flooding in you was way too much and far more intense than anything you had experienced before. âCome on. Let it all out. Cum around my cock.â His low masculine voice was the last thing you needed to drown. It all came out. And you screamed his name, on and on, loud, so loud you were sure the neighbours would probably shout at you tomorrow but you did not care. âThatâs it.â You felt your juices flow along his cock and your wall clench around him and he felt it too. Â Â Â Â Â âDamn. Fuuucck.â He growled and his moves became very sloppy wet stronger and deeper. âAaahâ You screamed. You couldnât take it anymore.
He rapidly pulled out of you to take his cock between his firm hand. He wanted to come on your stomach again but you thought of something else. You knelt on the floor between his legs to massage his ball while his was still moving up and down his length. âWhat are you doing?â You didnât answer and just open your mouth. It surprised him but it aroused him even more and he directed his cock towards your mouth.
It all came out hot and sticky on your face, on lips and on your tongue. It came out as he grunted like a wild animal, pearls of sweat running along his tensed body. You loved it, enjoyed it like anything else. And you swallowed it with a satisfied smile that made him spill a new âfuckâ with a chuckle. Â Â Â Â Â âYouâre such an amazing womanâ He said as he caressed your hair, completely exhausted. âThose jerks donât know what they left.â
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