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Get Your Blood Pumping

Josh Kiszka X Reader

I apologize, I'm not sure who to credit for the gif, it's been in my gvf folder for forever! But thank you for your service! EDIT: @joshsindigostreak informed me that the gif is by @readyforthegarden , so thank you!!

WC: 3k+

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI, Explicit Sex, Rough Sex, BEEFY GYM JOSH

A @lipstickitty / gracev0609 collaboration.

Fic based on this request!

When Josh wasn’t on tour, the weekends were your favorite time of the week. This was mainly because in most instances, that was when the two of you had the most free time to spend together. Saturdays were usually more of an errand day, getting any running done that you hadn’t had the time for throughout the week, Target trips, coffee dates, hanging out with friends and family. Sundays were almost always reserved for the two of you- eating breakfast together, spending as long in bed as you wanted, just being with each other and recharging after the busy week.

You would usually wake up on a Sunday morning to the sun gently shining through your windows and Josh’s gentle touch easing you awake. Here lately, however, he’d been hitting the gym most mornings before the sun even rose. Sometimes you’d still be tucked away in bed fast asleep and he’d gently pull you from your slumber with coffee and breakfast after showering off the sweat from the gym, other times you’d already be awake doing some cleaning around the house or cooking breakfast for the both of you- the latter being your favorite by far.

There was no other sight quite like Josh walking into your shared home after leaving the gym, glistening with sweat, curls all in disarray from being shoved back off of his forehead. He would always shed his shirt on the drive home, hating the way the damp fabric would stick to his skin and the leather of the seats. He had a few different pairs of shorts he liked to work out in, being rather particular about the way clothes fit and moved with his body when he was active like that. Your favorite pair by far being the shortest, skimpiest ones- and the ones he wore least often. You swore it was simply to torture you, he knew how much you loved that pair of shorts on him, so he would pick and choose what days he wore them to really get you going.

Today seemed to be the day. You had awoken naturally, early in the morning and you had already brewed a pot of coffee in anticipation of his arrival. You heard his keys jingle in the door lock, and he made his way through the threshold. His light grey t shirt in his hand with numerous dark sweat spots hanging limp between his fingers. His tiny shorts hung low on his hips, the bottom hem landing only a few inches underneath his goods. Your eyes studied his form, his newly sculpted obliques framed his, thankfully, still soft stomach. Following the planes of his body you observed his pectoral muscles, now round and full. Dancing across his collarbone your sight followed his arms down to his recently sculpted biceps. Once again your eyes bounced down to his teeny tiny shorts, and more so you looked at his bulging protrusion between his legs.

“See something you like sweetheart?”

You blushed bringing your coffee mug up to your lips,masking your smirk.

“What? You're blushing like a school girl,” he makes his way over to you, caging you in his arms. Watching his muscles ripple, you reluctantly met his eyes. He leaned in and his scent infiltrated your nose. You smelled the stale cologne he applied hours ago and the unmistakable musk he acquired from his workout.

“Impressed baby?”

Raising your hand your fingers delicately traced his chest, feeling the muscles flex under your touch.

“You've gotten so…. Solid recently. Tell me Joshy, what have you been doing at the gym?”

He brushed his nose over your cheek, voice coming out low and smooth as silk, “I start with a warmup…” one of his hands moved to your throat, not squeezing, just trailing his fingers over the delicate skin. “When I wanna work out my chest, a bench press is my go to…” his breath warmed the skin of your jaw and you felt the rumble of his chest against yours as he spoke. His hand skimmed down your neck, following the trail of your collarbone to your shoulder and back again before just barely brushing against the tops of your breasts over the thin material of your worn sleep shirt. You could feel your slick threatening to drip down your thighs already and he’d barely even touched you.

“Bicep curls, and overhead bar extensions for the triceps.” His fingers started at your wrist and ran their way up the length of your arm, tracing over the muscles he named. “Lat pulldowns work your back…” both his hands traveled to the small of your back, thumbs stroking over your heated skin. “Squats, and hip thrusts…” he trailed down to grab a handful of your ass, squeezing and pulling your body impossibly further into his making you gasp. “Be patient baby, I’ll show you how much I can hip thrust.”

The smirk never left his face, clearly enjoying how easily he could get you all worked up.

He knelt down before you, thumbs stroking over both of your hips before he started peppering kisses there, slowly feeling his way down every inch of your bare thighs. His lips left a searing trail of kisses everywhere that his hands touched, every touch building the burning need inside of you. “On leg days I do lunges and calf raises.” His touch had migrated to the tops of your calves, leaving a few love bites down your thighs as he went. “There’s more, of course, but I’d hate to bore you.” He teased, hands locking around your legs and throwing you over his shoulder. You giggled and squealed the whole way there, begging him not to drop you.

He tosses you onto the bed like you weighed nothing, making you squeal again. In an instant he was on top of you, blanketing his body over yours. His bare chest rubbing against yours makes your nipples ache under his brief touch.

Hot wet kisses from his lips make you moan out his name.

“What, baby?”

“I need you.”

He chuffs a laugh, his cocky smirk still plastered on his lips,” I know you do.”

You huff lifting your hips off of the bed to meet his. Gasping when you rub your sensitive core against his hardness straining in his tiny shorts.

“ ‘M so wet. Need you.”

He grinds his hips down, pushing himself to press against where you're aching.

“Yeah? Does my pretty baby wanna make a mess? Grind her beautiful cunt against me until my shorts are wet?”

You smile, teeth showing,” I think that's what you want Josh.”

“Is that so bad?”

Quickly he rolls off of you, scooting his body up the bed so he can lean in the mass of pillows. He grips his length through the tight fabric of his shorts, squeezing himself for some relief.

“Take your panties off baby. I know they're soaked and uncomfortable.”

Hooking your fingers in the cotton underwear you pull them from your hips, wincing lightly when the material sticks to you between your legs. Slowly you crawl up the bed, straddling his hips. You watch as he adjusts himself in his shorts, laying his cock straight up letting his tip peek out of the waistband. Whispering he croons,” Come on baby, grind that pretty wet pussy on me.”

You breathe out a sigh of relief once your hot aching core makes contact with his covered cock. Tentatively you rock your hips, pressing your swollen clit against his length.

Josh keeps his voice low as he pushes your bed head back, tucking the stray hairs behind your ears,” There's my good girl… I want you to grind on me until you cum okay sweetheart?”

You hum in agreement, rocking your hips against him, already losing yourself in the pleasure. Your fingers dig into his bare shoulders, your toes curling as you hump against him. Feeling him twitch as your wetness soaks his thin shorts. Josh's hands find your hips as they begin to stutter, pushing and pulling you. Suddenly the band in your tummy snaps and pleasure floods your body. Crying out as you shamelessly buck your hips against his swollen length. As you start to still he pulls your hips closer to his, pressing you completely flush against his length.

“Good girl, that's my good girl. Now get up, Daddy wants to see your mess.”

Your limbs felt weak as you clambered off of his lap settling down on the bed beside him.

His breath shudders as he spies the large wet spot sitting over his length. Hooking his fingers into his waistband he pulls his shorts off. What he does next shocks you, a flood of slick threatening to drip down onto the bed sheets below. Instead of tossing them to the floor he brings them to his face, inhaling deeply as his eyes roll back. He connects his lips to the ruined fabric, and sucks your juices off of them.

After a few moments he discards them, looking at you with an unhinged, feral look in his eyes. You knew you were in for it.

“God damn it.” He groaned out and you reveled in the sight of him, a pool of his arousal accumulated where his length rested, flushed red and twitching against his abdomen. “Get the fuck up here baby.” His words came out in a low growl, gripping your hips and pulling you up the bed to straddle his chest.

You hovered over him, a bit nervous to rest all your weight on him every time despite knowing that not only can he take it, he aches for it. “Josh, I don’t want you to suffocate!” You giggled, supporting your weight with your hands planted on each side of his head. He scoffed, letting you know once again how silly he always found it that you weren’t immediately willing to smother him, and yanked you down until you felt the delicious feeling of your dripping core meeting the wet warmth of his soft tongue.

His fingers gripped your hips so tight you knew you’d have fingerprint-shaped bruises to serve as a reminder of his animalistic need to taste you. His pointed tongue drove into your entrance, greedily lapping you up, moaning into your aching heat as your taste overwhelmed his senses. You cried out, one hand propping you up, the other gripping onto his curls for leverage.

His tongue explored every inch of you, licking and sucking at your clit, pleasure surging through your entire body. “That’s it Joshy, such a good boy for me.” You whined, fingers tightening in his hair. He let out a deep growl into your cunt and you felt the sharp sting of his teeth nipping at your sensitive bundle of nerves making you yelp.

“Fuck Josh!”, you raised your hips from his face, sitting back onto his chest. Eyeing him he had a lazy lust filled smile on his lips, his mouth and cheeks shining with your wetness.

His voice raspy with arousal,” Wanna fuck you now. Can I baby?”

Gently you pat his messy cheek,” Of course you can lover boy.”

Once again he uses his newfound strength to flip you on your back, settling between your legs,” I'm gonna let you adjust to me, and then I'm not gonna go slow. I've been aching to fuck you for days. We've been so fucking busy.”

You giggle knowing it was all his own doing, spreading your legs wider enticing him to enter you.

His breath catches in his throat as he grasps his painfully hard cock, swiping it through your entrance.

“So pretty and pink, just for me.”

Canting his hips forward he gently plunges into you, letting your body slowly stretch to accommodate him.

He leans his head down to your chest, letting you relax around him. He squeezes his eyes closed as if the sensation of your pussy around his cock is simply too much for him to bear. Running your hands across his toned shoulders you try to ground him, easing him back to you. You feel his lungs expand and take in a deep breath as he lifts his head,” You ready for it baby?”

You smirk,”Go ahead Joshy. Wreck me.”

You watch his jaw clench as he powerfully thrusts his hips forward, already tapping against your most sensitive spots making you gasp.

“Be careful what you wish for honey.”

After a few deep thrusts, his hips harshly colliding with yours, he grasps your right leg hitching it up over his shoulder. His hands desperately grab at your stomach and your ass, gripping on for leverage as he goes impossibly deeper, pushes impossibly harder into you. In and out he pounds, your eyes rolling every time his swollen tip hits your cervix. The pain and pleasure make a delicious combination. Fluttering your eyes open you first meet the sinful image of his chest, beads of sweat rolling between the valley of his breasts. Following the shimmering trails upwards you're met with his flushed face, cheeks red and lips pink and pouty. His brows are deeply furrowed. He almost looks in pain, but you know better. A small sparkle drips down the side of his head, trailing down in front of his ear, down his cheek to drip off his chin splattering on your stomach.

The sight of him sends you spiraling, the need to have another orgasm already swirling deep in your stomach, you mumble your tongue feeling heavy as if you're drunk on him,” Josh… ‘m gonna cum.”

He curtly nods his head as if words are too much for him now, and he grips your body even tighter pulling you in to meet his punishing thrusts. It doesn't take much longer until your walls are fluttering around him and your back arches off of the mattress. A long wailing moan pairs with the gush of slick around his cock as you come undone for him.

As soon as your body stilled Josh was pulling out and manhandling you once again, maneuvering you onto all fours. You gripped onto the sheets, arching your back for him. Josh buried himself inside your walls fully in one brutal thrust, a strangled moan tearing from your chest.

He brought one arm around the front of your waist and tangled the other hand in your hair, pulling you up so your back was flush against his chest. The strong arm around your waist locked you in place as Josh resumed his harsh pace, bruising thrusts hitting every spot inside of you perfectly. The sounds of Josh’s hips smacking against your ass filled the air mixed with the sinful sound of his cock driving in and out of you relentlessly.

The force of his tip nudging your cervix rendered you speechless, no sounds escaping from your lips other than your ragged breathing and strained gasps. Josh, however, couldn’t keep quiet, a constant chorus of moans, groans, whimpers and cries flowing freely from his lips.

“So fucking good, baby.”

“Shit, your pussy’s squeezing me so fuckin’ tight.”

“You just love having my cock this deep, don’t you sweetheart? Filling up your pretty cunt so good you can’t even speak?”

You tried to respond, but with the way Josh was pounding into you, you couldn’t manage anything more than a breathy, barely audible chant of ‘yes’ as your walls constricted around his pulsing cock once more. You couldn’t find the words to let him know you were close but your body gave you away, Josh instantly knowing you were right on the edge. “That’s my girl, cum for me.” He choked out through clenched teeth, hips stuttering briefly as you vaguely registered the sensation of him twitching inside you but keeping their pace as he fucked you through your intense high. “That’s it, soak my cock. Just like that.” He growled as he felt you gush all over him again.

His hips stilled while you recovered, letting you float back down to earth before he pulled out of you again making you whimper at the empty feeling. “Get on top of me sweetie, don’t wanna cum just yet. Wanna feel you a little longer.” He cooed, helping you climb onto him taking in your bright red cheeks and fucked-out expression with pride.

Slowly you rocked your hips with what little strength you had left. Josh has utterly and thoroughly expended all of your energy.

“Hmm is my pretty girl tired?”

Nodding your head you agreed as you tried to rock your hips with more gusto.

“That just won't do sweetie, you want me to cum don't you?” He grabs a hold of your hips helping you bounce,” Hold on to me baby, gonna fuck you good.”

Before you can really register what's happening, his hips push up off the bed into a sort of bridge pose. Wildly he thrusts in and out of you, sopping wet slapping sounds fill your bedroom as he pounds into you from below. He lifts your hips up and down, meeting his thrusts pushing himself ever deeper inside of you. Your brain is thoughtless. Pleasure is the only thing you feel.

“Getting close.” He whines.

His legs shake as he slams into you for the final time, holding your hips in place as his cock swells and bursts, flooding your insides with his release.

As he settles you both back down onto the mattress he listlessly mutters,” Fuck” under his breath. You can feel his entire body trembling, the same as yours. Limply you slump over, one locked arm bracing you from landing on his chest. You're panting and sweating and your legs burn like you went to the gym.

Josh gathers your ratty hair into a makeshift bun at the base of your neck with his fist, an attempt to cool you off.

His other hand comes up, lovingly stroking your cheek,”You okay, love bug?”

Mustering up a smile you mumble,”Mmhmm, jus’ tired. That was a lot.”

Worry flashes across his face,” Too much?”

Leaning down, you nuzzle your face into the damp skin of his neck,” No, never.”

After a few beats of silence you're suddenly aware of how sweaty and slick you two are. Sitting back up in his lap, you grit your teeth as he twitches inside of you, he lets out a small whimper from the back of his throat,” Sorry… Sensitive.”

Gingerly you rise from his lap, careful not to disturb his abused flesh, and you lay down beside him.

Sighing, you say,” I'm sleepy now.”

He giggles, his fingers intertwining with yours,” You have two options. We can shower and nap. Or, we can shower and go get breakfast and coffee. Your pick.”

Bringing your hand up to your face, your index finger taps your chin pretending to be deep in thought, “ I'm thinking a nap.”

You watch as Josh's face visibly falls, clearly looking forward to breakfast.

You giggle, grasping his face between your hands,” Baby I'm joking! Let's go get breakfast.”

His eyes light up,” Crepes?”

“Sounds perfect Joshy.”

You rise from the bed making your way to your bathroom, eager to wash the mess from your bodies.

You start the water, waiting for it to heat up, Josh's large palms gently massage the tension in your shoulders.

“Sweetheart, can I wash your hair?” Josh places loving kisses to the nape of your neck, trailing down your spine.

Turning slightly in his grasp to face him,” Only if I can wash yours too.”

He smiles, teeth on full display, eyes scrunched,”Deal!”

&. 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬 (𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬?) 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  various  dialogue  prompts  to  send  to  your  worst  enemy  (affectionate).  feel  free  to  change  how  you  seem  fit.  )

❛ oh great, it's you again. ❜

❛ you? kill me? that's funny. ❜

❛ for being someone you hate, i'm sure on your mind a lot. ❜

❛ you're the last person i wanted to see, actually. ❜

❛ do us both a favor. stay away from me. ❜

❛ you really are an asshole, you know that? ❜

❛ i'm the asshole? what does that make you then? ❜

❛ sometimes i think you must hate me. ❜

❛ i thought you said you never wanted to see me again. ❜

❛ if you want me to go, then you have to tell me to leave. ❜

❛ well, someone's cranky today. ❜

❛ well, someone needs to shut the fuck up. ❜

❛ just stay out of my way. ❜

❛ of all the idiots in the world, i'm stuck with you. ❜

❛ what is it you want this time? ❜

❛ sometimes i wonder if you're in love with me. ❜

❛ do you honestly think this is easy for me? ❜

❛ why would i ever want to be friends with you? ❜

❛ can we please just talk? ❜

❛ there is nothing for us to talk about. ❜

❛ you can yell at me later. just let me help you. ❜

❛ touch me, and you're dead. ❜

❛ oh, so now you care? ❜

❛ there is something deeply wrong with you. ❜

❛ i know i'm the last person you probably want to see, but... ❜

❛ you don't think we could be friends, do you? ❜

❛ i'm tired of fighting against you. ❜

❛ don't pretend you give a shit about me. ❜

❛ you're an idiot, but... i trust you. ❜

❛ oh, don't be cute. ❜

❛ wait, did you just say that i'm cute? ❜

❛ we're not good for each other. ❜

❛ if i say yes, will you shut up? ❜

❛ don't you have to be stupid somewhere else? ❜

❛ maybe we should kiss just to break the tension. ❜

❛ i'm sorry i can't turn off my feelings as easily as you. ❜

❛ maybe there's a universe out there where we're friends. ❜

❛ how can you be so smart yet so dumb at the same time? ❜

❛ don't think this changes anything between us. ❜

❛ you look ridiculous in that outfit, by the way. ❜

❛ if you die, i'll kill you. ❜

❛ is that a challenge? ❜

❛ ah, so you're not heartless after all. ❜

❛ i don't think i've ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ you never cared about me, so why now? ❜

❛ why didn't you kill me when you had the chance? ❜

❛ i don't even remember why we started fighting. ❜

❛ i don't have time for distractions right now. ❜

❛ you're not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

❛ enemies make the best lovers, you know. ❜

NOTICE: As more and more fanfic writers are using generative AI for their works (you uncreative dweebs), I hereby swear on everything I hold dear that I have not and will NEVER use generative AI in ANY of my written work. Everything I post will be organically and creatively my own.

So the guy that picked up Josh is a disgusting person and I can’t even look at those pics anymore. Screenshots under the cut.

Also if you defend this you’re a piece of shit too ✌🏻

Link to OP

I couldn't resist

This is so vamp!Josh coded 😩

Thinking about gripping joshs jaw in my hand as I ride his thigh, telling him things like “such a pretty thing aren’t you” and “such a good boy letting me use you” and watching his cheeks turn a rosy shade of pink as he nods the best he can with your grip on his jaw, he could be using his hands to touch himself but instead he’s desperately pawing at you, grabbing the soft skin of your hip in one hand and grabbing your breast with the other, a firm grip on both as he murmurs out “please...please fuck me....sit on my cock it’s so hard for you” You keep holding his gaze up at you as you shift and sink down on his length, savoring the way his eyes roll back as you reach the hilt and the way he lifts his hips to get just a little deeper, rushing out “thank you..fuck-thank you” as his brows turn up in the middle.

yeah... no notes to add... that is... yeah.

To further it however; Josh desperately thanking you would pair so well with Josh later choking out "oh fuck! I'm sorry, I'm coming-! I'm sorry-" when he can't help but finish before he intended.

This is so adorable omgggg

There's a smoocher on the loose! 💋

Like a Girl - Josh Kiszka

Desperate Josh gets exactly what he wants

Warnings: 18 NSFW SMUTTY SMUT BABYYYY MINORS DNI, domme-ish reader, subby Josh, anal-ish (with a dildo), sharing bodily fluids (oop), anal fingering, feminization.

Pairing: Josh x reader

Word count: 3k

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Ask For It

Jake Kiszka x Reader

You’ve noticed Jake’s been holding back recently…

Words: 1842

Tags: 18+!! smut, oral (m rec), little bit of deepthroating anal play, anal fingering, rimming, spanking, cumming early??, dom jake (at first), soft dom reader, sub jake, i think that’s all idk

You’ve noticed the last couple of times you and Jake have had sex, he always looks like he’s holding something back. You worry if you’re not performing well enough for him, but he always assures you that you’re doing perfect.

This time is no different. You’re laying on your back on the bed, Jake standing in front of you, his cock deep inside your mouth. He moans deeply as you skillfully suck him off, but you can see it in his eyes that he’s not telling you something. You keep going, throating his cock deeply, humming to avoid gagging. You reach a hand up to toy with his balls, just the way he likes. He groans, “Fuck baby… that’s so good…” He breathes out, gently stroking your face as he slowly fucks it. You continue to knead his balls in your hand. After a particularly firm squeeze, he suddenly thrusts into your mouth a bit harder than intended, and it causes your hand to slip from his balls and your knuckle prods against his hole. The noise that comes from his lips is a sound you have never heard him make before. He gasped, then fucking whined. He froze, his eyes wide, as if he’s trying to process what the hell just happened to his body. You smirk around his cock, and prod your finger against him again. He keels over, bracing his hands on either side of your shoulders, “F-fuck-“ he stutters out.

You pull off of him with a loud pop, and flip over onto your tummy, looking up at him, “What was that about?” you ask, teasing him. Jake steps back and covers his mouth in embarrassment, looking away from you. You sit up and take his hand from his mouth, holding it, “Jakey… I know you’ve been holding back on me recently. You want something else, don’t you?” Jake looks down at you, sighing in defeat, “I-It’s embarrassing- I don’t want you to see me differently for- what I want…” His voice is so quiet and timid, and you find it adorable. You squeeze his hand, “Jakey, you know I’d never see you any different for what you want to try. I’d be happy to do whatever you want. Just say the word.” You smile up at him. Jake’s chest heaves, and he opens his mouth to speak, but he just stutters, “I-I want…” You smirk up at him, wrapping your arms around his hips, grabbing his ass, he moans. “Use your words Jakey… I don’t know what you want if you don’t ask for it.” The thing is, you know exactly what he wants, but you need to hear him say it. Jake shuts his eyes, his lips parting, “I want you- I want you to finger me…” he whispers so quietly you wouldn’t have been able to hear it had you not been directly in front of him.

You cock your head to the side, grinning, “Yeah? That’s what you want? How long have you wanted that, baby?” You gently knead his soft, plump ass, drawing a sigh from his lips. “Um… a while… I was just- too uh- nervous to say anything…” You nod, listening intently to what he’s saying, then your grin gets wider, “On the bed, hands and knees, now.” Jake’s eyes widen, “Babe- I- you sure?” You reach up to gently grab him by the neck, “Hands and knees baby…” Jake exhales shakily and nods, climbing on the bed, positioning himself on his hand and knees. You can’t believe how fucking wet you are right now. You drag your palm down his back, feeling the muscles in his shoulders tense under your touch. “You’re so pretty Jakey…” You whisper. He lets out a whine, his back arching slightly. You run your hands down his back and then grip his asscheeks, squeezing and spreading him open. His arms buckle and he moves to rest on his elbows, his forehead pressed against the mattress. You can imagine his face is bright red.

“You want me to finger this pretty ass huh?” Jake just whimpers in response. You suddenly bring your palm down hard on one of his cheeks, drawing a choked cry from his throat, “Answer me.” You demand. “Y-yes- my beloved- please- please finger me-“ You gently rub over the growing red spot forming on his ass, “Good boy… how do you want me to prep you?” You ask softly. Jake has his cheek pressed against the mattress, his face red. He locks eyes with you, “Y-your tongue… please…” You close your eyes and exhale a moan. “Yeah? You want me to eat you out huh? Want me to get that pretty hole nice and wet so you can take my fingers?” Jake grips the sheets and buries his face in them, nodding, “Mhm…” You grab his hair and pull, “Don’t you dare hide from me, Jake.” He whimpers, “A-ah- ‘m sorry my love-“ He apologizes.

You lean over him and brush his hair away from his forehead, kissing his cheek. “It’s okay baby… I’m gonna take good care of you okay?” Jake nods. You move back into position and spread him open, “Ready Jakey?” Jake nods frantically. You lean over, and let a drop of spit fall from your lips and onto his hole. He whimpers again. You watch the saliva slide down his hole and onto his balls. You slide your palm down the length of his cock, over his balls, and then you press your thumb down on the space between his hole and his balls. Jake’s body jerks and he chokes out another wonderful whine. You rub your thumb over his entrance, then lean down to swipe your tongue over it. The sound he lets out would make the devil himself blush. You moan at the taste of him and flick your tongue over the ring of muscles. Jake’s grip on the sheets tightens, and he arches his back, moaning beautifully. You knead his ass as you alternate between flicks and gentle swirls. You can already feel him relaxing for you. You swipe your tongue over him once more then pull back. He groans at the loss of contact, but you rub your thumb over him again. “Shh… I’ve got you baby… You think you’re ready for me?” You purr. He nods again, “Yes- my beloved, please-“

You reach over and open the bedside drawer, pulling out a bottle of lube. “I’m gonna get you nice and slick for me, okay?” Jake whimpers out a hum of acknowledgment. You squirt some of the lube directly onto his hole, spreading it gently with your middle finger. Jake shivers and breathes out a moan. You put some more lube directly on your finger, wanting to make sure you’re not going to cause him any pain. Once he’s sufficiently lubed up, you rub the pad of your middle finger over his entrance. “Ready baby?” Jake nods again.

“Okay… deep breath, tell me if you need me to stop.” Jake lets out a soft hum, then breathes deeply. The minute he inhales, you gently press your finger into him. Fuck he is so tight. You moan as you feel his body enveloping you, but he overshadows it with a moan of his own. His face scrunches up, his eyes closed and his top teeth bared as he tries to adjust to the feeling. “This okay baby? Is it too much?” You ask gently. He shakes his head, “N-no my beloved- please don’t stop-“ Oh he sounds so beautiful when he begs. You nod and press your finger in deeper, feeling him fluttering around you. His fingers grip the sheets tighter and his toes curl, “Fuck- f-feels so good-“ He whines out.

“You take me so well Jakey… you’re so tight for me…” You praise, continuing to press your finger into his tight hole. The sounds he lets out have you practically dripping down your thighs. You finally insert the full length of your finger inside him. You curl your finger experimentally, and his whole body tenses, and he cries out a moan, “Fuck-!” he curses. “Does that feel good?” You ask. He nods, “Yes baby- feels so good- don’t stop-“ You nod, and continue to curl your finger, pushing and prodding around inside of him, trying to find that sweet spot. He whines and moans so sweetly, his mouth open and his eyes squeezed shut. After a few more seconds of this, he says in a small voice, “More.” Your eyes almost roll back, “Yeah baby? You want more? You want me to add another?” Jake pushes back against you, “Please, my beloved-“ You can’t deny him anything when he sounds like that. You grab the lube again, just to make sure you won’t hurt him. You put some more on his hole and your fingers, then you pull your middle finger out, just for a moment.

He whines so pitifully at the emptiness, but gasps when he feels your two fingers prodding at him. “Deep breath again Jakey…” You whisper. He breathes in, and you slide your middle and ring finger inside of him. He lets out the loudest, dirtiest sound you’ve ever heard him make. You press your fingers deeper, and his whole body suddenly jerks, and you watch as his balls tighten and his dick pulses as ropes of cum spill from him. He cries and chokes out moans, his face so red. You gasp as you feel him clench around you, and you rub his side as he orgasms. “Holy fuck…” You breathe out. You made him cum without even having to touch his dick. Jake heaves as the high subsides, and he looks utterly mortified. You gently pull your fingers from him and he collapses on the bed, “Oh my god baby- I’m so sorry I- it just felt so good I couldn’t-“ You shut him up with a bruising kiss, that he gladly accepts. You pull back and press your forehead against his, “Jacob that was the sexiest thing I have ever fucking seen.” You say. He whines in embarrassment but smiles softly, “You think so?” You nod. Jake rolls over and lays on his back, his stomach covered in cum and sweat, his softening cock resting against his thigh, “I- I had no idea it would feel that good-“ He pants. You giggle and crawl over him, kissing his cheek, “I had no idea it would be that easy to make you come… fuck you sounded so pretty Jake…” You kiss his cheek again, and he softly strokes your hair, “Thank you my beloved… for doing that.” You smile against his cheek, “Anything for you baby…”

Suddenly you’re hoisted up out of bed by Jake, his hands on your ass as he picks you up. You yelp and wrap your arms and legs around him. “Now we’re going to get in the shower and I’m going to return the favor.” He grins. You giggle and kiss him as the two of you retreat to the bathroom.