I Just Know Josh Would Say His Silly Little “better Than Sex” Phrase When You Scratch The Shaven

Souls on fire.

18+ ONLY. MINORS DNI

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A/N: I really cannot seem to let go of this Jake. He lives rent free in my mind and consumes me every day. But since three is the perfect number, this one is probably the final part of this little series. I really hope you enjoy it.

Part one: Golden Hour.

Part two: Little Devil.

Word count: 7.2K

Pairing: Jake x female!reader

Warnings: NSFW 18+ONLY, graphic sexual content, language, dirty talk, unprotected sex, oral (m!&f!receiving), anal play (m!&f!receiving), pegging, dom/sub dynamic, restraints, sub!jake.

Beware, this is absolutely filthy.

Summary: Jake and you linger on some reflections.

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Las Vegas.

You were following the boys there for one of their concerts opening for Metallica, and you weren't used to the city.

The myriad of colorful stroboscopic lights in stark contrast with the pitch-black sky were starting to make you feel dizzy.

To make matters worse, the weather was saturated with unseasonably early heat that was making your head pound.

In the weeks prior to the show, the twins had had a bet going on about which one of them could find the worst looking hotel with the most ridiculous rooms ever in this city.

It was a thing between them, so Sam, Danny and you were absolutely oblivious of the location and of which one of the twins had won the bet.

The only rule you had set was that, whatever hotel they picked, it had to be absolutely the cleanest. You didn't want to share your bed with horrible bed bugs.

The taxi stopped outside a big white building that looked brand new, but, if you focused a bit better, you could see that the paint was stained and chipping and the shutters were slightly rusty.

"If this is the exterior, I dread the inside" you whispered, making Danny snort out a laugh.

You knew that you would never let them pick hotels again.

The twins led the way inside and you followed, noticing details that were proving your point and praying that the place would be clean, at least.

~

You followed the guys up to the 10th floor and everybody made their way into their respective rooms.

As you and Jake entered the one that was assigned to you, you both laughed at the choice of furniture and design.

The room was big and dark.

There was an enormous bed on the right and, in front of it, there was an inground jacuzzi with bubbling water and color-changing lights inside.

There was also a big painting on the entrance wall, just above the door, that was absolutely pornographic.

The walls and ceiling were covered in scrappy antique pink satin that looked dusty and dull.

The cherry on top was the enormous blinding-white neon sign that was hanging above the headboard of the bed. It wasn't on the wall but was dangling a few centimeters from it, making you wonder why.

It read "Kitten got wet" and it made you blush.

It was obvious it was Josh who had picked this one.

Jake approached you from behind as you were eyeing the sign and placed his hands on your hips, nudging you lightly with his, with a light chuckle.

"Is this room of your liking, Sir?" He whispered and you bit your lip, trying not to give him the satisfaction of having struck a nerve.

Again.

You couldn't stand it anymore.

Since that night when you had forced him to call you that under those circumstances, he kept teasing you with it every chance he got.

And you were starting to be fed up with it.

He had called you that at the supermarket, at home with his brothers and parents within earshot and even when you had met some of your coworkers out at a pub. He didn't seem to care if someone overheard him.

He loved seeing you getting all flustered because of the memories that simple word elicited in your brain.

Many times you had to restrain yourself from pinning him against the nearest wall and slap his pretty face.

But, of course, two could play a game, and you always got your revenge.

As easily as he used that simple word against you every chance he got, you found something that got him equally hot and bothered.

Whenever you could, you touched, grasped, pinched and even swatted his perfect ass, making him get all flustered and needy.

Every time he mocked you calling you Sir, you would sneak a little touch on his ass, making your hands linger just to piss him off further.

You also happened to find the most inappropriate moments to grace that part of his body with a gentle touch.

You did it while he was trying to be professional on a business call with their manager, when he was helping his mum in the kitchen and you knew she wasn't watching, even when he and his brother were bickering like children about a song.

That particular time he had completely lost his train of thoughts as you slowly passed by them and grasped his ass cheek.

You were almost certain that Josh had caught you that time, you saw a little smirk that faded away almost immediately signaling to you that he might have seen.

So, since that night you two teased each other constantly.

Now, you suppressed the little whimper that was trying to escape your lips and detached from him without a word.

He went back to the door to retrieve your suitcases and that's when you swatted his ass. Hard.

You started giggling and let out a screech as he turned around and started chasing you, pinning you to the bed by your wrists almost immediately, his body on top of yours.

"I swear to God, if you do that again, I am not responsible for my actions or of what my brothers are going to hear from this room." He threatened and you giggled again, making him glare at you.

"Don't make me tie you to the bed and leave you like that till after the concert tonight, love" He said in a hot whisper, nudging your cheek with his perfect nose.

You wiggled your eyebrows at him and he grasped your throat.

He didn't have to say anything else to make you calm down.

You loved teasing him but you adored obeying him, nonetheless.

"Good girl" he said and looked upwards, his brown eyes and tanned skin glowing with the white light provided by that dingy neon.

"I love this sign, do you think it is for sale?" He asked very seriously.

"Oh my God, Jake, don't even think about it" you deadpanned and he laughed, raising his hands.

"Kidding, kidding, I wouldn't want you to punish me for that" he whispered in a sultry tone.

You rolled your eyes at him and he winked.

~

That night after the concert, you found yourself with them in one of the many green rooms of the venue.

Their set had just ended and they were still high on adrenaline.

As they entered the room, Jake was leading the way, all disheveled and sweaty.

What a sight.

As he spotted you, he smirked, walked towards you and pinned you to the wall with his hips, kissing you breathless.

All you could taste was the deliciously salty sweat on his plump lips, his taste completely clouding your senses.

You would have greedily licked every inch of his body right there.

You grasped his hips with your hands and one hid under his jacket to trace the damp skin of his spine.

He hissed at the contact with your cool hands on his flushed skin.

You heard someone clear their throat and the spell broke, leaving you a blushing mess.

You had completely forgotten that Sam, Danny and Josh were there, too.

Jake kissed your forehead and grabbed a towel and a water bottle, drinking half of it in one go. A few droplets escaped the corner of his mouth and slowly dribbled past his chin, down his neck and to his chest.

You could have moaned right there.

He met your gaze from across the room with a strange glimmer in his eyes but you didn't see it coming.

"What got you so hot and bothered, Sir?" He said out loud for everyone to hear. Brothers and a few members of the crew included. Everyone's head turned to look at you as you started blushing like a tomato.

You froze.

Your brain switched off.

You couldn't believe he said that.

You refused to.

Sammy, being the little shit he was, was the first one who tried to make fun of you.

"Oh my God, really? I would have never imagined that out of the two you would be the one with a Sir kink" He snickered with a playful look in his eyes that signaled to you he wanted you to reply to his remark so he could deliver the final blow.

You didn't answer him, much to his displeasure.

Your silence served only to spur Josh to try and roast you, for what he had just heard.

"Let her be Sammy boy, wouldn't we want our sweet lady to spank us all, would we now, Sir?" He said towards you, winking, his pink tongue licking his lips in slow motion.

Danny came to your rescue.

Or so you thought.

"Shut up boys, or she has every right to punish you, am I right, Sir?" He said, and everybody's laughter roared up.

That sound was what shook your brain back to life and you faked a laugh with them.

You made eye contact with Jake and a smirk slowly appeared on your lips.

He would regret it, soon.

~

In the van, heading back to the hotel you completely ignored Jake. You sat opposite to him, not by his side like always.

When the van stopped at a red light, you were minding your own business when Sam let out a screech and a maniacal laugh.

He was looking out of the window, pointing to a shop on the other side of the road.

It was a sex shop taking up two stories of a brightly lit building.

In the windows were exposed all kinds of sex toys, in every shape, form and color.

"Look at that thing" Josh shouted.

He was pointing at a woman mannequin clad head to toe in leather, with a strap-on secured on her hips. It was very similar to the one you had hidden in your suitcase, but this one was way bigger, hot pink and had little flashing led lights incorporated inside, that covered the entire length of the silicone.

You heard Jake inhale sharply, but the sound was lost to the others who were making lewd comments on what they were seeing.

You made eye contact with him and you smirked, seeing the absolute panic in his eyes.

You wanted to make him pay for what he had said in the green room. But you would never expose him in such a way.

You only needed him to believe that you would have.

You cleared your throat and disclosed your lips to make him think you wanted to say something. His eyes widened and his breathing picked up slightly.

You smirked at his pleading expression, breaking eye contact and ignoring him for the rest of the ride.

~

As you got back to the room, he was on you the moment the door closed.

And he didn't seem to get enough of you.

He had you there, against that very door, under that enormous pornographic painting.

Then he had you straddling him on the bed, riding his hard cock while he spanked your ass and gripped your hips like your life and his depended on it, until you both came hard, making a mess on the sheets.

To cool down, you both relaxed for a while in the jacuzzi, the bubbles helping to restore your energy. Your muscles were feeling relieved in less than ten minutes there.

You grabbed one of his hands and started massaging it, feeling him relax under your simple touch. You did the same with the other and, once you were finished, he turned you around and had you lean against his chest. You were about to fall asleep in his arms in the warm water when he angled your body towards the tub jet on the plastic seat, making it land right against your center. You tried to avoid it but he was having none of it and was keeping you in place with a firm grip on your hips.

"What got into you tonight?" You whispered and he laughed.

"I don't fucking know, I just know I need you, again" He whispered into your ear.

You moaned his name and freed yourself from his grip. You knew how you wanted him this time.

You crossed the jacuzzi and turned your head to look at him, keeping your back towards him. With your chin on your shoulder you winked at him and he was pressed against your back in less than a second.

You bent forward, your hips propped on the edge of the tub and your elbows on the floor, your back arched and your ass exposed.

You heard him gasp and his hands landed on your butt. You felt his warm breath there before his tongue lapped sinfully between your legs. Then he parted your ass cheeks and licked at your hole, making you moan his name and arch your back even more.

"You look so delectable like this baby. Your body shines in this light. I wish I could take a picture of you like this, bent over and spread open for me with that damn neon sign above you." He whispered on the skin of your back while he rubbed his hard cock between your folds.

"Holy shit" he groaned as he watched himself slowly slide inside of you. The way your lips parted to welcome his length was a sight he could never forget.

You whimpered as he entered to the hilt and a little sob escaped your lips as he pushed further a bit more before setting a sultry rhythm.

"Fuck kitten, you are so wet" he whispered into your ear from behind and you both snickered at his reference to the lewd neon sign. His laughing was interrupted by you clenching around him.

He groaned and sped up his rhythm, shoving your hips harshly against the rim of the tub with every thrust. You knew those marks would sting deliciously in the morning.

You couldn't keep quiet, with every thrust a little whimper left your lips, bringing him close quickly.

"Kitten?" He questioned through clenched teeth.

"Almost there" you exhaled.

His hands left your hips, one thumb started stroking your clit rapidly while the other traced between your ass cheeks and skimmed around your hole, applying a delicious pressure.

"Jake" you whined and, as he bit your shoulder, you came hard around him, bringing him down with you.

His moans turned whiny as he rode out his orgasm and slumped, spent, against your back, still inside of you.

You both were a panting mess.

You noticed then that the floor was absolutely covered in soapy water and you started laughing till you both had tears streaming down your faces.

"I am gonna thank Josh for picking this dingy hotel" Jake said, still laughing.

You kissed him and helped him out of the tub, trying to avoid slipping on the wet floor.

Sleep creeped almost immediately on your spent bodies the moment you curled together under the sheets.

~

You woke up suddenly in the middle of the night covered in sweat. The temperature in the room was scorching hot and his body pressed close against yours was suffocating you.

You were angry, really angry.

You had just had a dream about him revealing your secret kink to the boys and when you woke up you remember it wasn't a dream.

He really did it.

He had exposed you in front of his bandmates and crew, letting them laugh at your expenses.

You were seething with anger now.

You knew he thought you had already forgiven him and forgot it because you had let him fuck you on every surface of the room.

But it was all part of the plan.

You were planning on punishing him because he exposed you in front of his mates, but even more because he had really thought you would do the same to him when the guys started commenting on the items exposed in that sex shop, back in the van.

He really thought, even if just for a fleeting moment, that you would have told his closest friends and family all the little dirty things he liked in bed, betraying his trust like it meant nothing.

You wanted to punish him for thinking that breaking his trust was your way to win an argument the easiest way.

You could have, but you would never do that to him.

Anger was making your blood boil, so you almost didn't hear him shift in his sleep.

He was sleeping on his tummy now, the sheets had slipped from his sweaty body, leaving him completely naked.

His breathing was slow and even, but, after a while, it picked up slightly.

Anger had erased the last bit of sleep you possessed so you started admiring every inch of his body. That was one of your favourite activities to do, especially when he couldn't tease you about it.

A little breathy whimper escaped his plump pouty lips. You thought you had imagined it but, some seconds later, you heard that again.

His hands slowly grasped the sheets near his face and his back muscles rippled under your attentive gaze.

You thought he was having a nightmare but, after some time, you noticed a slight movement of his hips paired with a low groan.

He started to slowly rut his hips on the mattress, his breathing becoming erratic and heavy.

You were watching him closely and wishing you could read his mind to see what the dream was about.

After a while, you saw one of his hands moving downwards, slowly slithering on the satin white sheets.

It stopped on his thigh and then, you had to suppress a moan when it inched upwards and gripped his ass cheek, making the muscle indent between his fingers.

He moaned loudly this time, rutting rhythmically against the bed, and you blushed.

Now you knew exactly what he was dreaming about.

You wanted to wake him up without startling him, but, as you skimmed your hand on his strong sweaty back, he stopped moving and turned around, on his back, but he didn't wake up.

He was hard. It rested proud and strong on his soft tummy, twitching lightly.

You moved closer to him, leaning your head on his hip and admiring him like it was the best view you had ever seen.

And he really was.

You were almost forgetting that you were mad at him.

Almost.

You started kissing and nibbling at his hip bone, slowly inching closer to his erection.

You heard him whine deep in his chest when you graced his already leaking tip with your parted lips, tongue poking out to say hello.

"Please" he mumbled, eyes still closed.

You took him into your mouth slowly and started sucking him delicately, swirling your tongue across his length.

"Fuck" he groaned as you took him deeper into your mouth.

He opened his eyes then, and slowly threaded his fingers into your hair.

"Baby, oh my God, just like this" he moaned, eyes slowly focusing on you between his legs.

You kept your mouth on him until he was a writhing whimpering mess and then, just when he was about to cum, you detached from him.

"What… what the fuck, baby" he whimpered disappointed and you laughed.

"Not so fast, Jakey" you said in a mocking tone making him furrow his brows, confused.

"I have so much more in store for you" you said ignoring completely his throbbing cock.

He was about to grip his length and finish what you had started but you swatted his hand away.

"Don't you dare" you told him in a clipped tone and he had the courage to roll his eyes at you.

You were on him in a second.

You straddled his lap and grasped his wrists with a bit of effort in one of your hand while your other grasped his hair.

"Don't make me repeat myself and stop misbehaving or, I swear to God…" you started saying through clenched teeth but he interrupted you.

"Or what, kitten, what are you going to do? Are you gonna make me call you Sir outside the bedroom, too?" He snickered.

Poor thing.

He didn't know what he was getting himself into.

You noticed again that glimmer in his eyes, the one he wore when he was enjoying pushing your buttons. It was part of the game and you both loved it.

You lowered to whisper in his ear and you felt him shiver when your warm breath grazed his skin.

"I am fucking mad at you for the trick you pulled in that green room. I am going to teach you some manners and I am going to reduce you to a whimpering mess, Jakey. You will love every second of it, I promise" you whispered, licking his lobe.

Your hand slithered under your pillow and you retrieved a little remote control.

When the boys had gone to soundcheck for their performance, you had decided to stay at the hotel to take a nap, in hopes that your headache would pass.

You were sprawled on the bed when you nudged something with your foot that fell on the floor with a low thud.

A second later the antique pink satin fabric of the walls started moving upwards, revealing walls made entirely of mirrors.

You had gasped and retrieved a little remote from the floor.

There were three buttons on it with three words on them.

The first one had the word 'Walls' underneath.

The second was called 'Ceiling'. You pressed it and the fabric on the ceiling started receding, leaving you looking directly up at your own reflection.

The last one had 'Lights' written underneath and with it you understood you could change the colors of the lights in the room.

You didn't know if Jake knew that little secret, but you knew you would use that in your favor.

Now, you pressed the button called 'Ceiling' and he gasped.

"Oh shit, this is crazy" he laughed, looking amazed at the mirrored ceiling slowly revealing itself.

"You are in so much trouble Jakey" you whispered and he met your gaze but didn't say a word.

You retrieved something else from under your pillow and showed it to him.

He whimpered at the sight of the burgundy slip of velvet you had purchased with him in mind.

With the idea of tying his wrist in mind, to be honest.

"Are you ok with this?" You asked him and he nodded, eagerly.

"Use your words, Jakey, or you won't get anything" you warned him.

"Yes, I am ok with this" he said but it wasn't enough.

"Yes, what, baby? Don't forget your manners" you said rutting your hips one single time against his erection, making him hiss.

"Yes, Sir" he said through clenched teeth as you kept your heat planted on his throbbing cock, without moving, dripping slowly around him.

"Scoot closer to the headboard, Jakey" you asked and he obeyed immediately.

You grasped his wrists and tied them together on the headboard so that he was propped halfway across it.

Then you sat back on the bed, with your legs parted on either side of his, exposing your wet dripping core to him.

"Now you are gonna watch me get myself off how many times I like. Then, if you behave yourself, and if I feel like it, I am gonna fuck you" you said in a defiant tone

He moaned at your words.

You lent back on your elbows and started touching yourself, slowly and deliberately, taking your sweet time.

You pushed your head backwards, moaning and making a show of it as you plunged two fingers inside of you.

Then you crawled on top of him and grasped the strap from underneath the pillow.

You dragged it across his lips that parted almost immediately to welcome the plastic. He sucked on it and whined when you dragged it away from him.

You resumed the same position as before and slowly dragged the sleak silicone across your flushed skin.

His eyes widened as you slowly inched the strap close to your entrance and he moaned out a loud curse as you pressed it inside your wet pussy. It went in so easily thanks to your wetness and his saliva, that you gasped at the sudden action.

You watched yourself in the mirrored ceiling as you fucked yourself, then you locked gazes with him through the mirror and you came hard.

He trashed around on the bed slightly at the sight, whines of frustration escaping his lips and hips slightly rutting upwards in search of friction but he didn't say anything to worsen his punishment.

You let yourself calm down from the high and then you pulled the strap out of you, placing it on the bed near you.

"So beautiful" he whispered and you couldn't help but blush.

You straddled his thigh, the hot taut muscle rippled under you.

He moaned at the contact, sounding desperate.

Those sounds spurred you on and you started rutting your hips against his strong muscle, enjoying the sweet friction, despite your overstimulation.

His cock was throbbing now, the tip leaking and swollen. You took pity and slowly lowered yourself to lap at him, gently.

He exhaled then, a relieved sound leaving his heaving chest.

"Thank you, Sir" he whispered and you sped up your movements on his thigh.

He clenched the muscle to help you reach your orgasm and, a few seconds later, you were cumming, again.

As you came down, you traced your hands on his heaving chest, caressing his nipples and making him arch his back.

"You have been so good for me, Jakey. It's time for a reward." You said as you started to secure the strap to your hips.

He moaned at the sight, wrists tugging lightly at the fabric keeping them bound.

You crawled slowly up his body.

The silicone was covered in your wetness and bobbing obscenely up and down, catching the light and his attention.

He licked his lips slowly, keeping eye contact with you.

The muscles of his abdomen contracted deliciously as he propped himself a bit more upwards against the headboard.

Your hips were close to his face now. You had something very specific in mind.

He was thinking the same and started to beg for it, like a good boy.

"Please, fuck my face" he whimpered, eyes squeezed shut and chest heaving, trying to stop himself from cumming untouched.

You traced your hands delicately over his face, pushing damp tendrils of hair away from his flushed skin.

Your thumb skimmed on his plush bottom lip, freeing it from the strong grip of his teeth.

In a swift motion, he captured your thumb between his lips and sucked on it, his eyes boring into yours as he swirled his tongue around it.

"Make a mess of me, make me drool around your cock, Sir, please" he asked and you couldn't deny him anymore.

Your knees rested on either side of his neck and his head was propped up against the headboard.

You nudged his cheek with the wet tip of the strap and he moaned, swiftly opening his mouth to encompass the silicone.

You moaned at the sight of him and he growled at your taste, your juices still covering the strap.

You started moving your hips, so that the silicone would glide between his perfect lips, without choking him.

"Are you ok?" You asked, genuinely concerned.

His burning gaze was full of love, passion and need as he nodded with his mouth full.

He started drooling around the plastic cock, the spit covering his lips was making them catch the white light of the neon sign as it slowly dripped past the corner of his lips and on his chin.

You noticed how the skin of his wrists was reddening and with a swift motion you untied him.

He whimpered low in his chest as the blood started to flow freely in his veins, again.

Suddenly, he grasped your hips, bringing them impossibly closer to his face. He gagged around the strat but his grip didn't allow you to move so you stayed where he was keeping you and you started praising him.

"You are taking it so well, Jakey, you are such a good boy for me" you said, stroking his hollowed cheeks.

One of his hands left your hip and went between your legs. He started stroking your clit rapidly as he kept drooling on the silicone.

Your moans filled the room as you gripped the headboard for leverage. Two of his fingers entered you and curled upwards making you almost slam your head against the wall.

The other hand that he had on your hip set a steady rhythm for your hips so that the strap would glide in and out of his perfect mouth.

You came hard, your juices were dripping slowly down his wrist. That feeling made him groan loud around the strap and you felt hot spurts of his release coating the flushed skin of your back and your hair.

You gasped at the feeling, pushing your hips away from his face to allow him to breathe properly.

"I am sorry, I am sorry, Sir" he started apologizing but you silenced him with a searing kiss, wiping his chin with your fingers.

"It's ok, shh, don't worry, Jakey" you tried to reassure him, his chest heaving.

He cursed loudly, tracing your spine and hair with his fingers and then laughed.

"Oh my God, I've soaked your hair baby" he said with a little blush creeping on his cheeks.

"It's ok, I am not mad at you, not for this, at least" you whispered on his lips, as he grabbed a towel he had discarded on the bedside table to wipe your back and himself.

He started rolling his eyes, but caught himself.

You sat by his side on the bed and you both tried to catch your breath.

After a while, your attention was caught by the little remote control of the room and you pressed the button named 'Walls'.

"You really have to thank your brother for this, Jakey" you told him as the fabric started moving from the walls, revealing more mirrors.

"Holy shit, this is crazy" He gasped and cursed under his breath, as the walls transformed.

You pressed the last button named 'Lights' and the neon sign turned a bright shade of red. Thanks to the many mirrors the red light bounced repeatedly across the room, giving it an almost hellish glow and wrapping your bodies in a fiery blaze.

"Fuck" he whimpered and you smirked.

You knew that he was genuinely loving all this.

You bent down to kiss him.

It started innocent at first but then he grasped your hips and dragged you unceremoniously on top of him, making the strap you still had on, press onto his crotch, making him growl.

He was slowly hardening again as you nudged him with the silicone, making him whine and moan.

"I am still mad at you, my sweet Jakey, so don't let your guard down, pretty boy" you whispered into his ear.

"I am really sorry, Sir, I didn't mean to upset you" he said looking up at you with big doe eyes.

"But you did it, and now you are going to face the consequences" you whispered, sucking a mark on his shoulder.

You detached from him completely.

"Turn around, kitten, on your knees, and face your pretty neon sign" you whispered in a sultry tone, licking at his lobe and swatting his ass as he turned.

He did as he was told and you made eye contact through the mirror. He looked absolutely indecent, with his chest heaving, his cock hard and leaking and his lips swollen and glossy.

"Hands on the pillow, if you move them I am going to stop." You warned him with a kiss on his shoulder.

"Yes, Sir" he replied swiftly.

You pushed his hair away from his back and started planting featherlight kisses down his spine.

"For the record, I am not punishing you because you let your brothers and crew members laugh at me, back in that green room. Well, that's not the main reason. I want to punish you because, in the van, you thought I would let everybody know what you like in the bedroom." You hissed in his ear, biting his lobe and his eyes rolled back.

You wrapped a hand around his throat from behind, feeling him swallow thickly.

"I could have, you know" your nose traced the line of his shoulder.

"I could have told them that you are my little dirty cock-drunk slut in the bedroom sometimes, letting me do unspeakable things to you, pretty boy" your tone lowered to a whisper and made a shiver run down his spine.

"I could have told them that my sweet little good boy likes to have his perfect ass ate and then properly fucked, right, kitten?" You kept talking and he whimpered at the filthy thoughts you were able to conjure in his mind with your words.

You didn't know what was possessing you, you certainly weren't used to talking like that. Usually it was him who did the dirty talking in the bedroom, you were too shy for it. But after seeing his reaction to your filthy words, you wished you had started earlier.

"But, I didn't, because this is our filthy secret and nobody needs to know, except you and me" you kissed his shoulder, suckling the skin lightly.

Then you pressed yourself against his back, rubbing your hard nipples on the flushed skin of his back and dragging the strap between his legs from behind.

He whined but he kept his hands planted on the pillow.

You sat back on the bed removing your body completely from him.

His breathing was already ragged and quick, the look in his eyes desperate.

"I am going to use my fingers now. Are you ok with this?" You asked and he nodded eagerly.

"Yes please, Sir" he said and you smiled to him.

"So polite, Jakey" you cooed and he blushed.

You wrapped your hand briefly around his throbbing cock and stroked him a few times.

He moaned your name, squeezing his eyes shut at the sensation.

"You are not allowed to cum until I say so" you told him and he nodded.

You traced your hands from his shoulders down to his ass, squeezing the muscles between your fingers. He moaned and rutted his hips forward in search of a bit of relief.

You let go of him and retrieved the lube from under your pillow.

You squeezed a good amount of it on your middle and ring finger and you slowly traced his spine with them, making him hiss at the coolness of them.

As you reached between his legs, you swirled them around his hole and he gasped at the sudden contact, his eyes never leaving yours in the mirror.

You slowly eased a finger inside and he closed his eyes, drawing deep breaths, trying not to cum.

It was your turn to moan as his hot skin slowly encompassed your finger.

You moved it in and out of him and he bit his bottom lip trying not to scream. His muscles clenched around your finger.

You pushed another finger in and, this time, he growled loudly.

"Fuck, please, just like this" he moaned, fighting to keep his eyes open and focused on you.

"Fuck yourself on my fingers Jakey, but you can't cum just yet, you have to earn it" you whispered against his ear, feeling him tremble.

He lifted his hips slowly and pushed down on your fingers. A deep whine escaped his lips as he repeated the motion again and again, your fingers pressing inside of him to the knuckle.

He let his head hang down but you quickly grasped his hair and tugged his face upwards.

"I want you to watch yourself, baby" you groaned into his ear and he cursed, keeping a steady rhythm with his hips.

His moans were becoming louder and louder, he was slowly unraveling, as he kept his eyes glued to your fingers, pushing in and out of his tight hole.

One of his hands slipped from pillow and you pulled your fingers out of him, suddenly.

"I warned you" you said in a clipped tone and he moaned desperately at the loss.

"Turn around, Jakey, lay on your back for me" you asked. He slowly maneuvered himself into the position you wanted him in and released a shaky breath.

"Still ok with this?" You asked and he gave you a gleaming smile.

"Yes, I can't wait for you to fuck me" he whispered and you whimpered at his words.

You slowly parted his legs a bit more with your hands on his knees, to comfortably sit between them, and you retrieved the lube.

You drenched the strap with it and, for good measure, you let a few drops land on your fingers, again.

You spread it around his hole and you felt him flutter underneath your fingertips.

You bent down to kiss him, slowly stealing his breath away as the tip of the strap nudged at his entrance.

Your lips drowned the relieved moan he let out when you slowly bottomed out inside of him and his eyes rolled backwards.

You kept your hips still for a while, letting him adjust and then pulled almost all the way out and back all the way in. He moaned through clenched teeth, eyes squeezing shut.

You caressed his cheekbones with trembling fingertips and he slowly opened his eyes, to meet yours.

You stole a kiss from him and then angled his face a bit more upwards with gentle fingers on his chin.

"I want you to watch me fuck your ass in that mirror, Jakey" you whispered into his ear as he looked enraptured at the reflection of your tangles bodies on the ceiling, biting his lips raw.

The moan that left the depth of his chest was almost animalistic as he watched with bated breath you snapping your hips against his, his lips parting to exhale little breathy whines, matching your thrusts.

At the same time, you got lost in the reflection behind the headboard and you blushed heavily, unable to avert your eyes.

He clawed at your hip then, with a pained look on his face. His features were contorted with the utmost pleasure and his brows were furrowed. His expression was the same he sometimes wore on stage when he kept grinding his hips against his beloved guitar, during his toe-curling solos.

You knew then that you would never be able to look at him the same way as before, without picturing him letting you do this to him.

His legs wrapped around your hips as your rhythm quickened. His ankles intertwined behind your back to keep you in place as he started to slowly unravel underneath you, pushing back against you with every deep thrust of your hips.

"Fuck…please…" He whispered.

"Hold it" you snarled and he squeezed his eyes shut, biting his lips so hard you were afraid he was going to draw blood from them.

You kept your rhythm, as he tensed. A little tear escaped the corner of his eye and you bent down to gently kiss it away from his temple.

"Cum for me, Jakey, my love" you said and he came almost immediately, with a wailing scream of your name, his blunt nails clawing at your skin and his back arching abruptly from the bed.

His release made a mess between your bodies. It landed everywhere on him, you and the sheets.

You caught a few drops that landed on the mirrored wall behind the headboard in front of you and you watched mesmerized as they slowly started to trickle down.

You collapsed on top of him, you both panting heavily.

After a while, you slowly slipped the strap out of him. He held his breath and exhaled slowly at the empty feeling.

You tried to stand to drain and refill the jacuzzi but he stopped you before you could move.

"I can't fucking move right now, baby. We will clean up in the morning." He whispered against your neck, sounding utterly exhausted. You managed to turn off the red lights before you both fell asleep.

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You woke up some time later, with your head on his chest, his warm breath on your neck and a pain in your hip bone.

You slowly turned on your back, grimacing at the feeling of your skin still sticking to his by a mix of your and his dried cum and unclasped the leather harness of the strap from your hips. Your skin was raw and tender there.

You stood up on wary legs and turned on the jacuzzi, then you retrieved clean towels from the bathroom and made your way back to the bed.

He was still sleeping, his breathing was slow and steady. He was beautiful with his messy hair all over the pillow and his hand on his tummy. You grabbed the sheets and covered both of you as you waited for the jacuzzi to fill up with warm bubby water.

You basked a bit more in the warmth of his body and then, when you heard a low knock on the door, you stood up slowly, careful not to wake him. You wrapped your body in a soft nightgown and opened the door to retrieve the cart the waiter had left there with the breakfast you ordered the night before.

You slowly maneuvered it inside and placed the many trays on the floor, all around the tub, hearing your stomach growl at the sight of all that delicious food.

He stirred then, stretching out his sore limbs and slowly opening his eyes.

"Hi, love" he said, his raspy voice awakening a different type of hunger in your body.

"Hi, Jakey" you purred as you slowly dropped the nightgown from your shoulders, leaving you naked in front of him.

You took his hand and you helped him up on his feet.

A grimace overtook his features at the soreness of his body and you slowly guided him into the warm water.

He hummed at the feeling of the water jets massaging his aching muscles.

Then he noticed all the trays you had carefully placed around and both your stomachs growled.

You started eating a piece of chocolate cake and he dropped a few almonds in his mouth.

A smirk slowly made its way onto his perfect pink lips as he chewed, but he didn't say a word.

"What?" You questioned and he let out a belly laugh.

"I'll piss you off more often, if you are going to punish me like that, doll, and then treat me like this, afterwards. Are you going soft on me, baby?" He whispered in that same sultry tone that he knew had you dripping for him.

You swatted at his chest as he wiggled his eyebrows at you, suggestively.

You rolled your eyes at him and then, suddenly, you dragged your forefinger into the filling of your cake and then slowly spread the chocolate on his plump bottom lip.

"Don't get too used to it Jakey, I would still fuck you like a whore." You whispered and slowly dragged your tongue across his bottom lip, then kissed him, stealing his breath away.

You smirked as his cheeks flushed the deepest shade of pink you had ever seen on him.

Two could really play a game.

Free Love

Josh X Multiple Partners

WC: 2k+

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI, Explicit Sex, Orgy, Pure Porn, This won't be for everyone.

Disclaimer: This is fiction. I am not at all insinuating that Josh participates in group sex with his fans. This is a fake, fictional story.

Josh POV

You lived and breathed free love. It radiated throughout every part of your life, the way you loved your family, your friends. The way you loved your precious time at home, watering your plants watching them grow to loving your body and the mindful practice of yoga every morning. You loved taking time to cook yourself intricate meals, full of care. You also loved being outside, one with nature, observing the grass and trees, birds and bees as you elevated your mind while smoking the devils lettuce. You loved the road, and the travel, and the fans. Oh, you loved the fans.

Admittedly you loved the ego boost, the way they reached out for you, mouths hung open practically drooling. Knowing that your whorish antics were making their cocks strain and their cunts drip, you loved it. You couldn't deny that the praise of thousands of beautiful people didn't affect you. Your fans knew it, your bandmates knew it, there was no hiding the way you strained in your jumpsuits. It was all for them.

Each city had willing participants, you asked your security to rally up each guest you had handpicked and gather them in your green room. Once you had a group waiting for you, you always heard excited chatters through the door. They were theorizing why they were there. Why did I want them? The answer was a simple one for you, you loved them. You were thankful and grateful for your fans and their unwavering love, you just wanted to love them back. Offering them a spot in your bed was the ultimate show of thanks.

Opening the door handle, the voices stopped and all eyes were on you,”Hello beautiful! I hope you had a great time this evening.”

You made sure to look around, giving eye contact to each person in the room. Smiling when they nodded.

“I have a proposition for all of you. You're very welcome to say no, although I hope you say yes. I think you all are so beautiful, so full of love, I could feel each of your energies out there. Calling for me. So, well, my question is, do you want me? You're invited to my hotel room, I want to love on you all.” You paused letting them make up their minds. Two of your guests decided that they didn't want to, and you respected that, giving them a hug goodbye before letting them leave with security. The remaining five were given an address and a hotel room number as you left to go get prepared for your evening.

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Keeping the lights off you lit a few candles and incense, before settling in on the large bed. Wiping your hands on your soft linen pants you gathered paraphernalia in front of you and began to roll a few joints for the evening. Not long after finishing up for the evening, a knock came from the hotel door. Climbing off the bed you hurried to the door, checking your hair in the mirror before opening it.

“Welcome! Welcome! Come in, take your shoes off, get comfortable!”, you said, extending your arm to show your guests into the room.

Walking back over to the bed after closing the door, you unbuttoned your matching linen shirt letting it fall from your shoulders to the floor. Climbing back into bed your eyes met five other pairs, in various states of hesitation.

“Come on over, get comfortable! Get as undressed as you feel comfortable. There's water bottles in the mini fridge. I want you all to feel comfortable, it's just sex, it's not a big deal.”

A man with medium length wavy hair, pulls his shirt off and makes his way to the bed.

“If at any point any of you decide this isn't what you want to do anymore, please let me know. You're welcome to leave whenever.”

You smile when the most petite woman in the group climbs onto your bed, sitting next to the other participant. Not a second later the rest follow, removing various items of clothing and completing the circle on your bed.

You giggle lightly, grabbing your lighter, flicking the flame on,” Usually we light up at these kinds of things,” You stick the joint in your mouth, puffing on it, getting it lit. Wrapping your lips around the paper you take a deep inhale. Tilting your head up you blow the pale grey smoke above your head, showing off the expanse of your neck. Passing it to the man to your right, he takes it in his fingers.

“Be careful if you don't smoke often, this shits strong.”

By the time it's made it's way around the circle your brain is starting to feel fuzzy, the brush of the woman's fingertips against yours makes you feel warm, euphoric. Remembering why they're here through your haze makes your cock start to stiffen. Once the joint has dwindled and has been ashed out, you set your sights on the gorgeous woman sitting across from you. The way her heavy tits sway with each breath she takes captivates your attention. She smiles at you, eyes lidded, and you crawl your way across the mattress.

“Hi sweet girl. You look so pretty.”

You watch her hazy eyes try to focus on yours,”Hi Josh. You look prettier.”

“Never,” you whisper leaning in a bit closer,”Can I kiss you?”

She leans in, connecting your mouths together. Eagerly she moans into your mouth, grabbing your hand and placing it on her bare breast. Your cock twitches, fully hardening in your pants as you feel her nipple pebble and harden into your palm. She disconnects your mouths, pushing your head to her chest.

“Need to feel you Josh, oh my God I've thought about this so many times.”

You flick your tongue in quick succession over her nipple, surely making her core clench. You lick and suck for a few minutes, before pulling off of her, eager to lavish on someone else. When you sit back up, some of your participants are interacting with each other, making one another comfortable and warmed up.

Your lip curls when you lock eyes with the first man who joined your bed, his green eyes piercing. He boldly crawls into your lap, kissing and licking your neck, rolling his covered cock into yours.

You're panting when he finally removes his lips from your skin and he asks,” Can I suck on your cock? I bet you taste so fuckin good.”

You shimmy back onto the pillows, and giggle when you realize that you have an audience. They all are eager to see what has been hiding behind your jumpsuits.

Hooking your thumbs into your waistband,you pull down, unveiling yourself to the group. Grasping yourself in your hand you give yourself a few tugs, staring into each person's eyes, all of them reading the same expression. They're turned on, and they like what they see.

The green eyed man settles between your legs, as the petite woman snuggles into your side. Her long nails tickling and teasing the skin of your stomach,“Are we being good for you Josh? Want to please you.”

You look down between your legs at the man with his face inches away from your penis. You smile when you notice he seems transfixed on the way you're leaking from your slit.

Looking back to the girl with her chin on your chest,” You're all doing a fantastic job. I like to call my participants my rhinestones. Each of you are so special, each of you are so unique and sparkle differently. It's why I find you all so beautiful.”

Your praises were cut off by a hot mouth enveloping your length, tongue swirling around your tip, savoring the taste of your arousal.

“Fuck, he tastes so good.”

That sentence affects you more than you would admit, he's talking to them about you like you're not even there.

Your breath stutters when another tongue joins the man's, licking and mouthing your cock. Soon enough all five of your rhinestones mouths and hands were on your body. Licking, sucking, scratching and caressing.

The woman from earlier comes into your view again, a soft smile on her face.

You bring your hand to cup her cheek,” Hi my precious rhinestone. How are you, feeling good?”

“I'm feeling really good Josh. But, I feel empty. Can I have you inside me?”

“Of course, honey.”

You caress the heads in your lap, gently pushing them off of you,” Gotta take turns.”

She swings her thigh over your hip, immediately grinding her soaked folds over your length. You smile at her when she sighs content in the feeling of your flesh against her.

She tilts her hips up, sinking down on your length. She can't help but moan when she sits fully in your lap.

“Holy shit Josh. You feel… oh you feel incredible.”

Panting, your eyes roll back when you register that you're buried inside her tight wet cunt. You can help it when your cock twitches as she clenches around you, soaking your lap.

Her hands squeeze your pecs and she smiles sweetly,” You know I can feel that. You're just making me clench harder.”

You swallow the moan threatening to escape,” You're soaked, so turned on. Pretty little rhinestone so wet and glistening… come on love, move your hips. Fuck me.”

Sighing as she starts bouncing in your lap, your mind spiraled as you could feel every ridge inside her as her cunt sucked your throbbing length deeper within her.

After a few minutes you feel her start to flutter around you, and you snake your fingers down to rub her clit.

“Gonna cum on me? Go ahead sweetheart, I wanna feel it.”

You look around at the rest of your rhinestones, some entangled with one another, some pleasuring themselves.

Another beautiful man slid in next to you, placing wet kisses to your neck, “Can I ride your thigh Josh? Please, I want it so bad!”

“Go ahead, love on me.”

You groan when you feel the weight of him settle in on your thigh, shifting his weight, humping his slick cock against your skin.

Your mouth falls agape when the two people riding you start making out whining as they fall apart. First you feel a gush of slick release around your cock as her high slams into her, then you feel his hot sticky release splatter on your skin.

They both slump forward coming down from their highs and you praise,” Such a good job, so so beautiful.”

As most of your group met their ends you eyed the woman who had mostly kept to herself. Hooking your finger in a come hither motion, you beckon her,” Come here honey.”

She crawled over to you, eyes locked on your slick twitchy cock. You cupped her cheek in your palm,” Are you having fun?”

She nodded, still somewhat shy.

“Do ya want to touch me?”

She giggles, trailing her hand up and down your chest, traveling lower and lower. Her dainty fingers wrap around your thick cock, and you pulse.

“Josh?”

You hmm in response as she pumps your length, that familiar burn in your stomach returning once again this evening.

“Can you fuck me?”

“Climb on honey.”

She halts her hand and you silence a groan,” No Josh, I want you to fuck me.”

You chuckle, telling her to lay down. Instantly she parts her legs for you, and you smirk at the wetness glistening within her folds. You grasp your cock in your hand, swiping it through her slit. You shudder, you're so hard and ready to cum. Lining up with her entrance you shudder when you sink into her. Eagerly you pump your hips, aching to finally reach your orgasm for the night. She clenches tight around you like a vice making your eyes roll back. Leaning back onto your knees you pull her hips into your lap, thrusting into her harder and faster, the knot in your stomach tightening. Finally your gaze finds her face and she's looking up at you with adoration, eyes blown out with pleasure.

She sighs, and you realize that she's gently climaxing around you.

“What a good girl… I'm getting close.”

Her eyes flutter open,” I want it in my mouth Josh.”

Lust courses through your veins at the sound of her voice, pushing you even closer.

Quickly you pull out for her, holding your pulsating cock steady in your hand for her to latch on to. Her hot waiting mouth attaches to your length, swallowing you down, when finally the band in your stomach snaps and you're cumming hard into her mouth. When she feels that you've stopped spurting she pulls away from you, opening her mouth and showing you your mess before dutifully swallowing.

Petting her hair you praise her for being so good for you. You both flop down on the mattress, melding with the other spent bodies on the bed. As you caught your breath, your body still buzzing from your high, the woman curled into your side caught your attention,asking a question.

“We're not the only ones you've done this with are we.”

“No, my pretty rhinestone, you're not.”

“Why do you do it?”

“Why? Why not? I want to show my love to people as freely as I love the earth and the air I breathe. I want to love fiercely and passionately, in every aspect of my life.”

She relaxed into your side, pleased with your answer,” You're a beautiful person Josh.”

Fin.

Literally I love the way you draw Josh oh my god

Josh with cheese

this art has a funny backstory and caused someone to unfollow me and kick me out of an art competition LOL

Captain Jake Kiszka, the most feared pirate on the seas.

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Crying omg I love you anon

Can we show some love for @no-other-mashter their art is absolutely insane like check the pinned post on their blog it’s fucking crazy how good they are

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Pretty Boy

You catch Sam feeling pretty.

!!!18+ ONLY!! Sub!Sam, Dom/Sub male sub, mommy kink [Very mild], p in v, unsafe sex {WRAP YOUR MONKEY IF YOU'RE GONNA GET FUNKY}, men in dresses. Smut, fluff, tiny bit of angst just for fun

“Sammy?” You called out, walking into your shared apartment. 

You heard some crashing coming from the bedroom, followed by a thud and an “Oh shit.” Growing concerned, you dropped your bag on the floor, “Sam, are you okay?” You asked, stepping quickly into the room, coming face to face with a sight from a dream. “Hey…” Sam trailed. You took in what you were looking at, Sammy tangled up in the white lace of one of your dresses. You knelt down, coming eye to eye, “What’s going on Sammy?” 

His eyes shifted away from you, but your grabbed his chin, forcing his eyes back to yours. “Were you dressing up for me? Hmm? Did you wanna get all pretty for me?” You whispered, tone settling on something verging on sultry.

“N-no…” your boy gasped out, cheeks going red with embarrassment. You scoffed, “I can’t believe you were going to keep this from me. Looking so pretty and having no one to look at you? Well that’s just not fair, baby.” You said as you stood, grabbing his hand and pulling him up with you. You looked him over once more, tugging the dress so it fell properly against his skin, the sun shining through his hair, making it look golden in the light. “You’re my pretty boy, aren’t you?” You asked, blinking slowly, looking up through your lashes as his chest rises and falls. He’s silent.

You crack a swift hand against his ass, reveling in the way he gasps, “I asked you a question, Sammy.” You said sternly, watching as his eyes traveled up and down your body. “Y-yes, I- I’m your pretty boy,” He finally stutters out, breath hitching as you cup his length through the light fabric. A devious smile spreads across your face as the idea makes its way into your fore mind. “You sit on the bed for me, pretty,” You direct, giving him a light push, giggling at the tent his hardening length is making in the dress. You watch as he hesitates, “Don’t worry, doll. I’ll be right back.” 

You saunter to the bathroom, ridding yourself of your clothes from the day. You grab your make up case from the bathroom counter before making your way back to the back where Sam is waiting oh so patiently for you. 

“Tell me, Sammy,” you started, moving to straddle his hips, “What were you planning to do in this dress before I got home, hmm?”  

“I was-“ He swallowed roughly, looking away. “Ah ah, pretty. I was talking to you, eyes on me, darling.” You instruct, waiting for his eyes to meet yours again. He faced you once more, cheeks glowing red, blush spreading over his chest, “I was going to touch myself,” he whispered, ashamed. 

“Oh you naughty boy. Touching yourself without my permission. Especially when you look so delicious. Well. This calls for a punishment.” 

“W-what? No!” He exclaims, sitting up abruptly.

You push him back down, “Don’t get smart with me Sam. Naughty boys deserve to be punished.” You said, rolling your hips over his cock. You had his shoulders pinned to the bed, and you could feel his length twitching as his hips bucked up into yours. “You need this pussy baby?” You asked sweetly, laughing as he nodded, “Oh you’re so desperate, aren’t you? Hm. Too bad.” You giggled as you patted his cheek. You watched as he squirmed under you, begging for any type of release, whimpering at the lack of touch. He was always so desperate when you got like this.  

“I’ll tell you what. I’m gonna use you, and make you look even prettier, and maybe. Maybe when I’m done, you can cum. Okay?”

He let out a soft keening, moan, “Please,” he whispered, voice already hoarse. You smiled at him from your place above him, “Good boy, no cumming until I say so, okay?” 

You shifted off of him to pull your underwear off, “Look at how wet you get me when you’re so pretty like this, doll.” He whimpered in response, moving to pull the dress off, “Oh no, no. The dress stays on,” you stopped him, leaving the fabric bunched up around his waist. “Need you to look so pretty for me.” You said as you settled back into your previous position. 

 You reached for your make up bag, grabbing the mascara, and twisting it open. “Look up for me, doll.” 

You brush the wand against his eyelashes, watching as they become more defined. Satisfied with your work you sat back, pussy resting against his length. You felt his hips begin to move under you, you leaned back gripping his thighs, “Don’t get too eager. I’m in charge,” you say, reaching under yourself to palm at his cock. “Such a pretty little cock, only the prettiest things for me, right darling?” You asked as you lined him up, finally sinking down, gasping as he filled you ever so slowly. “Ah- Y-yes. Pretty for you,” He breathed, eyes clenching with pleasure. “Eyes open lovely, we don’t want you messing up your pretty make up, now do we?” 

His eyes flew open, focusing back on your body, hands reaching up to grasp at your hips. “N-need to touch you,” he gasped, and you giggled, “Need something to hold onto, huh honey?” Voice coming out stuttered as you bounce on his cock, head titling back as you take in the feeling. You slow your rhythm, reaching for the make up bag and grabbing your pink lip gloss. You lean down with him still inside you, “Think you need a little of this,” you say, before swiping the wand across his lips. “Such pretty pink lips,” You praise as you quicken your movements once more. 

You rolled your hips, grinding down on Sam roughly, gasping when you feel his cold fingers begin to circle your clit. “Fuck, such a good boy,” You moan, “you know exactly what I need, so good baby,” you cry as his fingers massage that bundle of nerves. Your hips jerk as you get close, soft breathy moans coming from the man under you. “Fuck Sammy, so good,” You babble as you ride him into the bed. The heat builds in your stomach, “feels so good, mommy,” Sam moans out, and with that your orgasm washes over you, thighs clenching round Sam’s hips, hands coming down to his chest to brace yourself as you ride through your orgasm. “Fuck,” you heave, head resting against your chest. 

“Was um. W-was that okay?” Sam’s voice sound small, you pick your head up to look at him, eyes filled with unshed tears, “Darling, what’s wrong?” You ask, afraid you had hurt him, or gone too far. “The- uh. The mommy thing… I’ve never said-“ You cut him off, “Sam, that was the best fucking orgasm I’ve ever had. It was great, you’re my good boy aren’t you?” You reassured, feeling his length twitch inside of you as you praise him. He let out stuttered moans as you began to roll your hips again, “Yeah, ‘m your good boy.” He sighs, hips rocking in rhythm with yours. 

You lean down to plant a kiss on his lips, still rolling your hips against his, his mouth opening with pleasure. You can tell by the way his hips stutter that he’s getting close, and well, you’re feeling nice. “’S my good boy gonna cum for me?” 

“Can I?” He asks, eyes shining, mascara smearing. “Fill me up baby, so good for me, my pretty boy,” You encourage, shivering at the overstimulation. “Good boy, give it to me.” You praise, clenching around him. “S-shit,” he gasps out, finally cumming and filling you up so nicely. “Yes, baby. Feels so good when you cum inside me, so good.” You sigh, circling your hips. As he rides out his orgasm, your drag your fingers through his hair, stroking his face. 

He breathes deeply, “we gotta do that again.” He says simply. 

You pause, before giggling, “Yeah.” 

You sit up, finally sliding off his length, gasping at the loss, feeling his cum drip out of you as you flop against the bed next to him. “Sammy?” You ask softly. “Hmm?”

“You can ask anytime to borrow a skirt or a dress you know? E-even if it’s not for something like this. You really do look very pretty.” You say, turning your head to look at him. He smiles, “I’m so lucky to be in love with someone like you.”

You share one more sweet kiss before heaving yourselves off the bed to clean up, and put the dress in the wash with some stain remover. (Maybe that one will stay in the closet from now on).  

Look at himmmmm

Last week’s sketch page. Thought it was time Jake got some love.

Ww: josh begging to be pegged by his partner for the first time and bein super shy when asking for it then being an absolute whore for the strap when the time comes (I.e. giving the sloppiest bj in the world—spit everywhere and forcing himself further on the cock to hear himself gag—and begging to ride just so he can bounce himself up and down and drool like a little bitch)

I could absolutely see Josh being such a little whore, mainly because he's such a showman that he'd be the best at giving you the performance of a lifetime.

It would be right after he went down on you, making you cum from just his mouth, your sweet praises of him being so good for you all making him feel incredibly submissive. You'd pull him into a kiss, tasting yourself on him, he'd pull away and whisper to your lips, "I want to feel you mommy." You'd know exactly what he means, always too shy to be direct. "Aw baby, you want mommy's strap?" You'd tease, nails raking over his shoulder, "Yes please." He'd whisper, "I love it when you use your manners." You'd smile before giving him a kiss, laying him back against the bed. You pull the strap from the box of toys under your bed, he sits up against the headboard, watching as you put it on.

"Come here baby, wanna watch you give it a kiss." You say as you straddle his waist, your cock at level with his mouth, you put your hand on his head, lacing your hand through his curls. "Open up, baby boy." You instruct, his eyes flitting up to meet yours, making a show of opening his mouth, you push your hips forward, giving him a chance to relax his throat as you begin to fuck into his mouth.

He hums against your cock, letting you know you can go faster, "Mmm, little baby likes my cock in his mouth? Taking me so well like this, sucking me off like a good little slut should." You say, growing wetter as he moans around your strap, his eyes closing as tears roll down his cheeks, "You love how mommy fucks your face like this, don't you pretty baby?" You tease as you tighten your grip on his hair, he hums an answer on your strap, you pull him off harshly, watching as a strand of saliva is connected from your strap to his lips.

"Use your words." You command. "Yes, mommy, I love it." He answers breathlessly, drool running down his chin, eyes teary. "Such a good boy for me." You praise, running your thumb over his cheek bone, swiping a tear away, his eyes never leaving yours, only giving a look of adoration. "Lay back, pretty boy." You whisper. Josh obeys and lays back, you grab the lube and slather it along your strap, simulating the same perfect movements of Josh's own hand on his cock when you watch him touch himself.

His breathing speeds up with a touch of nervousness, you settle between his legs, both of them hiked up to give you the best access. "Mommy's got you baby, just breathe for me, pretty baby." You soothe. "Yes ma'am." He smiles softly. You circle his opening, letting him relax and open up before pressing into him. He gasps softly as your cock presses into him, stretching him out gently, letting him adjust, giving it to him, inch by sweet inch.

"Mmm, fuck." He whines, brows knit as relaxes, your hips flushed against him, your hands on his knees, keeping his legs spread. "You look so pretty for me like this, Joshy, so good for me." You praise. "Please mommy, I want you to fuck me." He whimpers, grinding down against you. You start to move your hips, slowly starting up a pace, "Oh yeah? You want me to fuck you? Such a needy little thing." You say as you move faster, Josh's hands gripping the sheets as you pound into him. His beautiful moans and cries as you fuck him make your heart slam. "Take it baby, take it just like that." You say as you let your hand wrap around his dick, he's incredibly hard as you stroke him off while you fuck him. "Oh fuck, mama, fuck I'm- oh fuck." He cries, "I'm so close, oh God it feels so good." He cries, you keep up your thrusts, pushing him over the edge as you hit his g-spot repeatedly.

Josh moans your name, his head pressing hard into the pillow as he arches his back in pleasure, drinking in his orgasm. He looks so perfect like this, moaning and groaning, cumming in ropes all over his stomach and chest, his face red and his body in a sheen of sweat. You gently ease out of him and discard your strap, cuddling him, and showering him in kisses. "You did so good baby. I'm so proud of you." You'd praise him, running your hand through his hair, his face tucked into your shoulder, his breathing ragged. "Thank you, baby." He pants, "Anything for you, darlin." You whisper.

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The next chapter of Sanguine Osculum should be out soon! I had some life stuff happening but I plan to finish more soon!

I Wanna Ruin Our Friendship 18+ ONLY

Danny x Reader x Dave !!18+!!

oral (m rec & f rec), p in v sex, threesome, mxm sexual activities, multiple orgasms, slight dom dave elements, slight dom danny elements, spitting, cum swapping, cum eating, one mention of spanking, feminine anatomy and pronouns for reader used, pet names, cuddling.

Disclaimer: this is purely fiction and not meant to speculate or drive a narrative between dave and daniel, don't like please don't read!!

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You and Dave had been dating for a while, and so far it was going well. He took you on dates, treated you to romantic nights in, and if you were being honest, the sex was amazing. But you had noticed the closeness he seemed to have with one of his friends, a closeness that seemed to be greater than a “we’re just bro’s” could explain. Daniel was nice enough, and he was cute too, but the way your boyfriend acted around him was beginning to raise your suspicions at their friendship. You knew Dave had been with guys before, but he never disclosed which guys.

You took note in the subtle differences of his behavior when Daniel was around, the grazing touches, the looks of subtle longing between the two men, and when Danny confessed to his recent break up, you knew you had to do something. So, you came up with a plan.

It was innocent enough, inviting Daniel over to you and Dave’s shared apartment for a dinner.

You wore an outfit you knew Dave liked, one that did little to hide your skin, one you knew he wouldn’t be able to resist peeling off of you later in the night, you just hoped his friend was willing to lend a helping hand.

There was a knock at the door, signaling that Daniel had arrived, and you knew it was time to put your game face on. Sauntering over to the door and swinging it open, “Danny! We’re so glad you could make it! We’ve been looking forward to this all week.” You cheered, reveling in the way his eyes looked over your body, then flickering over to Daves. You bit your lip to hide the smile as you waved Danny inside. “Thanks for having me!” He said, giving you a gentle hug before crossing and repeating the action with Dave. “Good to see you, man,” Dave said, resting in Danny’s embrace.

Dinner went by smoothly, both men complimenting the meal you had prepared.

After piling the dishes in the sink with a wave of “I’ll get them tomorrow,” you all settled on the couch, a nice bottle of bourbon teasing you from the coffee table. You eyed it with a grin, this is when the fun begins. You grab the bottle by its neck, “Let’s play a game,” you started, smiling slyly, “How about never have I have I ever. If you’ve done something, take a shot.” You eyed the boys next to you, watching as Dave raised a brow in questioning. “C’mon babe! It’ll be fun! Here I’ll go first, never have I ever gone skinny dipping,” you said, spinning the cap off the bottle and taking a swig. You watched a smile spread across Dave’s face as he reached for the bottle, “You think you’re cute, huh?” He asked, before pressing the bottle to his lips. Danny reached for the bottle once Dave was done with his turn, a light blush spread across his cheeks, “Danny, so scandalous,” you teased, “It wasn’t with Dave was it?” Watching as he sputtered and choked on the dark liquid. You smiled devilishly, “Was it?” You pressed, watching the silent conversation between the two men. “W- I. It was-“ Danny started, still coughing. “Babe, c’mon, it was a long time ago,” Dave assured, pressing a kiss to your lips. “Oh don’t worry, I think it’s hot.” You said simply, before grabbing the bottle from a very flustered Daniel before pushing it into Dave’s hands. “Your turn!” You cheered.

Time passed as you shared questions, getting thoroughly tipsy, running through the bottle of bourbon. “Okay, okay. Last question,” you giggled, eyes shining, lips wet as you ran your tongue over them. “Have you-“ you paused, making eye contact with Danny, who was more adventurous than you thought, you’ve come to find out, “Never have I ever thought about having a threesome.” You shared a look with Dave, before eyeing Danny as you raised the bottle to your lips. Your throat was numb at this point, the liquor sliding down with out some much as a tickle. You held the bottle out in offering, “Well?” You sloshed it a little bit as you looked at the two men. It was Danny who reached for it first, looking at you with hooded eyes, questioning you through his look. You grinned as he sipped the dark liquid, watching his Adams apple bob as he swallowed. He gestured the bottle to Dave, seeming to already to know his answer. “Something to share with the class boys,” You asked, leaning back against the couch, legs spreading ever so slightly. So maybe you were being a little bit of a slut, but hey. This was for your boyfriend (and maybe you had been watching Daniel a little too closely at the shows Dave had taken you to).

Dave looked to you, blush spreading down to his chest, “When- uh. We uh, used to like fool around I guess, and- we’ve. We’ve considered the possibility.” And there it is. You gasped, hands coming up to your chest as you feigned shock. “Well isn’t this just a surprise!” You giggled at a joke that wasn’t told. “Y/N, it wasn’t ever like… Like serious,” Daniel said, at with that you sat up, leaning over Dave to meet Daniel’s eyes, “Why not?” You hummed, feeling his breath on your lips from the close proximity. “You can’t possibly think I don’t see the way you two eye each other,” You tease, leaning into your boyfriend, resting a hand on his thigh.

“So tell me boys. Why isn’t it serious?” You ask, eyes darkening, as your hand trails up to rest on Dave’s zipper.

“You’re into this?” Dave asked, eyes flickering back and forth between the two of you. “More than you know,” You said, maneuvering yourself so you were sat in between them. “Danny?” You asked, “Yeah?” He breathed, eyes focused on your lips. “Can I kiss you?” You looked over to Dave for approval, grinning as he titled his head in a subtle nod, before looking back at Danny. “Please,” He whispered, before closing the gap between your lips. You moved slowly, keeping your lips connected, shifting so you were straddling his hips, rolling yours against him as he deepened the kiss, his large hands pulling your body into his. You heard Dave shifting around, paying him no mind til he was behind you, tugging your shirt off, breaking the kiss and exposing your chest. “Fuck you’re beautiful,” Danny gasped as he took in this new sight of you. You giggled, leaning back into Dave’s chest, craning your neck so you could kiss him as you rolled your hips against Danny’s loving the feeling of his hands on you. You broke the kiss with Dave, chest heaving, “Bedroom?” He asked, eyes blown wide with lust. You nodded, moving off of Danny’s lap, grabbing his hand and leading him to the bedroom.

You spread yourself out on the bed, patting the space next to you, Dave took the hint and laid himself out, you waste no time in straddling him, taking in a deep breath as you unbutton his shirt, taking it off of him slowly. You turned, meeting Danny’s gaze from where he stood next to the bed, you reached for him, tugging his shirt off. You moved so were standing in front of him, hands reaching for his zipper. Sinking down to your knees, you tugged his pants down, revealing his boxers, his hard on straining against the thin fabric. “Fuck Y/N,” He moaned from above you, “You want my mouth Danny?” You asked, palming his length. “Shit, yes.” He hissed, and with the confirmation you tugged his boxers down, freeing his dick. “Fuck you’re big,” you breathed, taking in the sight of him. You mouthed against his length before taking his tip in between your lips. A muffled moan from above you caught your attention, looking up through your lashed, the sight was enough to soak your underwear. Dave’s chest heaved as he tangled his fingers in Daniel’s hair, kissing him feverishly. You popped off Danny’s length, “Fuck that’s so hot,” You whimpered before taking Danny back into your mouth, swirling your tongue around his length, grasping at his hips. You moved your hands around the length you couldn’t reach, you hummed, the vibration pulling a sweet sound from Danny’s throat. You sunk deeper, taking him into your throat, holding back a gag as he began to rock his length into your mouth. You looked up once more, a few stray tears making their way down your face. “Shit baby, you look so beautiful taking his cock right now,” Dave moaned, meeting your gaze. “Her mouth his so good,” Daniel gasped out, tangling his fingers in your hair. “So good,” Dave praised in response.

Daniel pushed you off gently, “Sorry, sorry. I don’t want to cum yet,” He laughed, voice sounding fucked out already. You smiled, “We don’t have to stop at just once,” you said, voice rough from the abuse, giggling at the way his eyes widen. “Come up here baby,” Dave instructed, helping you stand, tugging off your shorts and underwear as he does so. “Lay down, darling. You put this all together, hmm?” He asked, smiling as you nod. “I think a proper thanks is in need then, what do you think Daniel?” You watched for his response, hole clenching around nothing as he licked his lips and nodded. “You should hear the noises she makes when you put your mouth on her. Go ahead, try it.” Dave instructs, his subtle hint of dominance revealing itself. Your stomach tightens as you watch Danny position himself in between your legs. He wastes no time diving in. Tongue sliding beautifully in between your folds, nose bumping ever so slightly into your clit, giving you that delicious stimulation. You gasp as his tongue licks up into your pussy, whimpering as he brings a hand up to gently circle your bundle of nerves. “Let those noises out baby, sing for him. Such a pretty little voice.” Dave praises from his position next to you, running his hands over your body. Your hips buck as you get close, moaning out, “Fuck Danny, I’m close,” you cry, hands reaching down to tangle into his hair. You roll your hips as he works his tongue, “Shit, I’m cumming, I’m cumming,” you cry, chest heaving as you works you through your high. Your head rolls back as he slows, heart beating like a drum, you glance down at him, watching as your juices roll down his chin. He wipes it away, “Best meal I’ve ever had,” he laughs as he sits back on his knees, his length still straining against his stomach.

“I want you inside me,” you say, eyes focused on his mouth watering length.

“Beg for it,” He says, seeming to shock everyone in the room, including himself, but he leans into it. “Tell me just how bad you need me to fuck you in front of your boyfriend.”

“Please Danny, I need you to fuck me. I need you so bad, I’ve been thinking of this for so long.” You say, desperation to be full leaking into your tone, not even bothering to check the reaction from Dave. “Shit you were right, Dave.” Danny laughs, “She’s such a slut for it.” You peer up at your boyfriend, a question on your lips, but he beats you to it. He pats your face, “Oh baby, you think we don’t talk about the things we’d do to you? You’re so smart putting this little thing together.” He teases. You open your mouth to retort, but he slips two fingers against your tongue before you can start, “Need me to keep your mouth occupied while Danny fucks you baby?” He asks, smiling as you nod, and suck on his fingers. “Open up darling,” He instructs, pulling his fingers from your mouth as you widen your mouth, he spits into it before shifting, and flipping you over on your stomach, slipping his length between your lips, sighing as you take him, “Shit just like that baby,” he praises, thrusting gently into your mouth. You feel Danny lifting your hips as he lines himself up, moaning around Dave’s length as he slides into you slowly. You rock your hips back to meet his thrusts, taking Dave out of your mouth just for a moment to moan out “Harder,” before Daniel slaps a hand against your ass cheek, “You’ll take what we give you darling, don’t get greedy now.” He growls before picking up the pace.

Dave guides his length back down your throat, ignoring the way you cough and gag around him, Danny’s thrusts driving him further down your throat. The feeling of both your holes being filled is almost too much, but the way Dave’s practiced fingers are massaging your scalp as he uses your throat is enough to keep you grounded. He pulls away for just a second, your moans, no longer muffled, fill the room. “Just had to hear your pretty fucked out moans baby. You know it’s my favorite sound.” Dave smiles, taking in the way you look. Spit smeared against your chin, mascara running as tears slip from your eyes, mouth open, constant puffs of moans falling from your lips.

Dave slips back into your mouth, grunting as you hum around him. You swallow around his length, “Fuck baby, I’m gonna cum,” He warns, you hum in response, swirling your tongue, and hollowing your cheeks. His thrusts grow sloppy, and he pulls back so just his tip is resting against your tongue. You swirl your tongue around the head, feeling his grip tighten on your hair, “Shit baby, just like that, fuck!” He grunts as he cums into your mouth. “Hold it,” he says, coming down from his high, slipping out of your mouth. He pushes you up until your back is flat against Danny’s chest, his cum still in your mouth. “Good girls share,” He says before connecting your lips, swiping his tongue through your mouth as he gathers up his own cum. You moan as he takes it into his mouth, pressing against you, as he meets Danny’s lips. “Oh shit,” you whine, letting your head fall back against Danny’s shoulder as you watch your boyfriend pass his cum between him and his friends mouths. You can feel Danny’s throat bobbing as he swallows, “Fuck, I’m close,” he pants out, thrusting into you roughly. “Me too,” You whine taking in the feeling of both of their bodies pressed against yours. Dave reaches down to your bundle of nerves, circling around it with two fingers. “C’mon. Cum together,” He pants, attaching his lips to your neck, leaving what’s sure to be a nice mark for tomorrow. Daniel’s thrusts get sloppy and he lets out rhythmic grunts as he thrusts, “Shit baby, I’m gonna cum,” He gasps, and your stomach tightens, bringing you to your second high. “Cum inside me,” you beg, moving your hips down, pressing into the friction Dave is providing against your clit. “Fuck baby, that’s so hot,” Danny grunts, “Fuck,” he whines, driving his hips into you roughly, crying out as he reaches his high. The feeling of him emptying into you is enough to send you over the edge, moaning out his name as you cum, riding out your orgasm, clenching around his length as he comes down.

Dave slows his movements against your clit, and Daniel slides out of you slowly, you gasp at the loss and the feeling of his cum dripping down your thighs. You flop against Daves chest, Daniel joining, laying down with his chest pressed against your back as he buries his face into your neck. “That was great,” Dave says, the first one to speak up. You giggle, before breaking out into laughter, “Yeah, yeah it really was,” you sigh, reaching for Dannys hand, intertwining your fingers. “I think that was the best sex I’ve ever had,” he giggles, breath puffing against your neck. “We could make this work, y’know. All of us? Properly.” You suggest softly, the post sex glow allowing you to feel vulnerable. “Is that something you guys would want? You’d want me?” Danny asks, meeting Dave’s eyes. Dave nods, “Yeah,” he laughs, “Fuck yeah.”

“We can talk about it more later, for now, cuddles are in order,” you say, shifting so you’re facing Danny, Dave curled against your back, arms around your waist. You press a gentle kiss against Danny’s lips as he presses into you, before falling into that blissful post orgasm daze, a comfortable silence settling over the room as you all bask in the feeling.

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