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I wasn't bluffing when I said I'd do it... so here you go:

Judd Birch headcanons

(Tw: homophobic slur used once, bdsm, knifeplay, cnc. Requests are open!)

SFW:

Judd really doesn't seem like the type to easily get a crush on someone.

I've been wrecking my brain on how you could actually approach this dude. I think he's a good guy, even though he might not seem like it...

So if you find a way to approach him, don't get discouraged by his harsh words. It's probably a coping mechanism of some sorts.

We really know next to nothing about Judd so I don't have much to work with.

What we DO know, is that he is very edgy.

And Judd doesn't seem like the type to be edgy just for appearance. If he says he wants the world to burn, he wants. the world. to burn.

He'd definitely like someone who can keep up with his insults and psychopathic shenanigans, even better if you can throw in some of your own.

To an onlooker, Judd's flirting might seem like insulting.

Your family invited the Birches over to "celebrate" the newfound friendship between their dear Nicky and your brother, because adults are weird like that. Your mother wanted you to help her prepare some Italian dish, consisting of pasta and some sauce you had no idea how to prepare. Your job was to watch over the food while your mom entertained the guests.

As you were stirring the pasta, a familiar figure entered your kitchen. Judd was forced to go, because "the whole family was invited" and "it won't hurt you to socialize once in a while". He had no intention of trying to be nice or anything than his authentic self, really. And so when he got up from the table, he didn't say anything about where was he going. If anyone wanted to pay attention, they would notice he was headed to the kitchen.

Without a word he stood right next to you and poured himself a glass of water, not in the mood to try and find anything else. He glanced at what you were doing, only to see you stiring pasta in a big ass pot, the food making quiet squelching sounds. When you looked at him to see what he was watching, you couldn't help but mutter "That's what a good pussy sounds like." with the most smug expression on your face. Judd just rolled his eyes at the cheesy reference and was about to walk away, until you continued "Not that you would know that...f*g."

Judd whirled around, a murderous look in his eyes. With a few strides he was in front of you, towering over your frame "Call me fag again, I'll slit your throat." he growled lowly into your face. You only smirked "Don't threaten me with a good time." and with a wink you went back to stirring the pasta.

I imagine it would look like this for Judd to take interest in you.

After he starts dating, this banter just becomes weirder, like a mix of gore and sexual tension.

NSFW:

This dude is one sadistic, kinky motherfucker.

Don't even try to dom him, it's not gonna work. There will be a cold day in hell before Judd Birch becomes a sub.

When I tell you he's sadistic, I mean it.

At first, he may be just rough, nothing unusual, to test the waters. However, the second you let him know you'd like to share his kinks, you can say goodbye to vanilla sex.

He's really into seing you suffer. So you can bet your ass he'd be into choking, spanking, bondage...

I also think he'd be really into knife play and cnc.

One thing he definitely wouldn't be into is voyeurism. Although he likes to spy on people to know their weaknesses, it's never sexual, or he doesn't get the rush from it at least... To have to result to watch someone just for him to get off would be a shot to his pride, especially since he knows he could be with anyone if he tried enough. So he thinks peeping is stupid.

His patience is that of a saint. If you'd consent to it, he would definitely love to put some sleeping drugs into your food/drink, only for you to wake up hours later, in his bedroom or the basement, tied up and already naked with him watching your every move like a hawk. And trust me, you're in for a looong night...

If you've never had sex before, Judd would be kind of obsessed with taking your virginity. Again, his patience will show, bevause he will wait until your ready, the thought of being your first satisfying him to no end. When you allow him to tske your virginity, he will be so proud of himself, because he finally marked you as his, put a claim on your body. Not that he wants to control you or anything, but the next time he'll see you at school or see someone oggling your body, he will know that it's only his to truly enjoy, that only he can give you pleasure, and no other loser has a chance.

Hey! I see that your requests are open and would you be okay doing a Judd birch x reader where they get into an argument but with a happy/fluffy ending? Love your writing btw !💜

Fuck you!

Pairing: Judd Birch x reader

Summary: Judd is brash and secretive. And you're used to that. But one day, he takes it too far.

Warnings: swearing, arguing, maybe ooc! Judd

A/N: Words cannot describe how excited I was to finally get to this request! I love this edgy boy with all my heart and it's fantastic to see people wanting content with him! Anyway, I tried to make the argument so that it wouldn't be only one person's fault, because that is rarely the case in a relationship I think. Enjoy!

."Fuck you!"

You screamed, stomping out of Birchs' home and striding fast right to your bike, that you leaned against the wall of their garage when you arrived.

You decided to glance at the doorway, which you left wide open in your anger. He wasn't even following you, you thought to yourself. But at the same time, that was Judd Birch for you.

Agent of chaos.

Anarchist.

The most mysterious guy in your school. And the one you fell for and he for you. At least that's what you hoped. At first you thought his bad boy appearance was only a façade. But as you got closer, you realized just how wrong this first impression was. He was just as dark and cynical behind closed doors as he was in public. Perhaps that's what attracted you to him even more. Finally an independent, out of the box thinking individual who wanted nothing else than to see the world burn.

He never showed any sign that he liked you. And yet, when you asked him out, a dare given to you by your friend, he surprisingly agreed. Your first date wnt well, albeit a trip to a car wreck in the middle of the woods was a bit unusual. But you enjoyed it and it seemed Judd didn't seem to mind your presence as well, so you mutually agreed to keep seeing each other. And the rest was history.

He was never one for showing affection, but he still had his ways of showing you that he cared about you. For example, the way he put an arm around your waist if someone was being creepy or the unique dates he and his raccoons would organize for the two of you. It was these moments that you knew there was something going on in that genius mind of his.

You understood from the moment you two made your relationship official, that being with Judd would not be a regular relationship. He wasn't the type of person that would open up about his emotions or thoughts on his own and sometimes not even if prompted or asked. He wasn't kind or caring in a traditional way. Still, you hoped in those specific ways he would change at least a little bit over time. Maybe, just maybe, he would grow more comfortable around you and would trust you more the longer you were together. So you waited.

And waited.

And waited.

For six months you waited for him to open up and he never did. Not once. And despite knowing you had no right to rush him and that some poeple took time before they were comfortable with their significant other, you couldn't help but feel...frustrated.

Yet, you didn't want to stress your boyfriend, so you kept your frustration to yourself. You doubted that if he didn't want to open up to you he would want to talk about this.

So you continued on with your life, handling school, family life and your relationship like usual. Today you especially looked forward to the afteroon, because you were going to Judd's place. You loved hanging out at Judd's. His parents were...odd, but charming, and they liked you, which was a plus. And Judd's room was the greatest hang out spot. You loved to just lay on his bed, a raccoon curled up on your lap or stomach and listen to Judd work on his manifesto. Sometimes he would share what he was writing about and that led to the best long philosophical conversations, something you treasured very much.

But it seemed today your boyfriend was not in the mood. He was not working on his manifesto, no, he was tinkering with something at his table. You automically layed down on his bed and immediately a racoon climbed through the window, hobbled to you and fell flat on the bed against your side. You reached down and pet its head while sighing in content. It has been a long day for you and you were glad to finally be at peace. And after a while you made the grave mistake that caused all this, you asked "Whatcha working on?"

"What's it to you bitch?"Judd shot back. Now, you were used to him calling you derogatory names, usually it had a softer context, hell, sometimes, in more heated situations you even liked it, but now it just seemed...mean. You were confused "Wel sorry mr. Secretive, didn't mean to invade your privacy." you retorted sarcastically. Judd just scoffed, but didn't say anything. "Ok, what's gotten into you?" you sat up, the raccoon next to you looking up at you, because it didn't feel your hand on its head anymore.

"Nothing, leave me alone." your boyfriend growled. You sat up, crossing your legs, the raccoon shifting and snuggling into your thigh "Wanna tell me what's wrong?" Judd slammed his hands on the table "Are ou deaf or stupid?!" he shouted. "Well sorr for trying to solve this like a normal person." you drawled. "The only thing you're doing is being a basic bitch." he scoffed. You shrugged your shoulders and threw your hands up "If you're not in the mood, you could've just said so, instead of being so bitchy."

"You're so pathetic." Judd shook his head. That pissed you off. "And you're insufferable!!" You jumped from the bed, yelling. The racoon jumped up in fright, disappearing quickly again through the window. Judd looked surprised for a second, before a dark frown grew on his handsome face "What do you mean?" he growled.

"Don't you see what I'm trying to do here? Did ou even notice anytime I tried to talk to you? Tried to ask your opinion? Tried to get you to open up to me, like a partner should? Did you ever think that it's beccause I care about you?" you spew out, arms gesturing wildly. You took a shak breath, continuing in a calmer matter "I know you don't like to talk. I know I can't push you to anything. I know I don't have the right to. But sometimes, sometimes I feel like you, feel like you're not even triyng. But I care about you so, so much. So much that it hurts."

You thought maybe, maybe this was the moment that would open his eyes, that this would be the end of this unnecessary argument.

"You're so stupid."

And that was the only answer you got. The chalice overflowed. You stomped out of the room, muttering a Go fuck yourself... Judd's way.

And that's how you ended up here. Your tears blurred our vision, which made our journey home quite dangerous, since you were on a bike. You tried to wipe your eyes angrily while trying to maintain your balance. Suddenly, the roaring of a car engine could be heard behind you. Great, just what I needed, you thought. Luckilly, the car decided to pass you.

Except that it wasn't just any car. But you realized that only when it decided to randomly stop right in front of you, almost making you crash into the back of it with your bike. You could recognize the car anywhere, especially when its owner picked you up from school with it so many times. Judd.

He climbed out of the car, the scowl stil on hi face. But the look in his eyes screamed quiet guilt. "(Y/N), listen," he started, but ou had enough. Now he wanted to talk? "No, shut the fuck up Birch." you snapped at him and tried to get past him on your bike. But Judd grabbed your arm, making you lose your balance. Before you could hit the ground, Judd caught your upper half, making your bike awkwardly tumble to the ground, your legs tangling up in it.

"Wait you dumbass." Judd said and looked down. But before you could get mad at him, he slowly looked you at you and said "I'm...sorry...that I was an asshole." You were shocked. Never before have you heard Judd apologize to anyone and ou didn't think him to be the tpe to do so. That's why you couldn't help but stare at him with an open mouth. "Stop gaping at me like a fish and say something!" your boyfriend growled.

You shook your head "Right, sorry, I just...nevermind. Anyway, I'm sorry too. I don't want to push you into doing something you don't want. But I think I got anxious. We seriously need to talk about these things, as lame as it may sound to you." you shrugged. "It's not lame, I'm just...I don't have any excuse. I swear I'll try." Judd said and pulled you into a tight hug, which you gladly returned. Judd smirked "Besides, the racoons are more disciplied since we're together." You laughed and punched him in the shooulder lightly "You're a dumbass."

"Yeah, I guess."

Ahh i loved that judd fic so much I love angst to happy fics they are my absolute favourite and you write judd so well!!! Could you do one where Judd thinks the reader is losing interest or wanting to break up but ends up being a misunderstanding? Maybe because Judd isn’t very affectionate or very open with his feelings therefore the reader sometimes thinks he needs space and stops trying to latch onto him so much which he thinks is weird cos they usually like to be close to him and while they’re giving him the space they think he needs he sees them getting closer to another guy who seems kind and he think they’d rather be with someone like that? I’d love to see how you would write how Judd would react to this maybe he starts trying to be more affectionate in his own Judd way wanting to be able to give the reader what the want cos he doesn’t want them to break up with him but he’s not sure what to do about it or what ever you feel like he would do ?❣️❣️❣️

Still mine

Pairing: Judd Birch x gn!reader

Summary: Judd is jealous of one of your guy friends, who you seem very comfortable with. So much so that he starts to doubtif you even want to be with him.

Warnings: posessiveness, uncertain feelings about and miscommunication in an established relationship, slight argument, swearing,

A/N: So since I'm, like, one of the two people that write for Judd here, I decided to keep this request. However, I encourage everyone to look at the bio, if requests are open or not. That way I don't have to decide if I'll keep your wonderful requests or no :)

picture is from Google

Snap.

The sound resonates through the quiet room. Judd looks at the broken phone in his hands and with a roll of his eyes he throws the two pieces into the trash can next to the door, before flopping down on his bed with an annoyed sigh.

The young man just finished a call with his partner. He asked them if they wanted to come over, but they refused. Now, normally Judd wouldn't be so pressed about something as trivial as this, but this was the third time this week that this had happened. And each and every time for the same reason too.

And the name of that reason was Martin. Martin was a guy from (Y/N)'s class, kind, but nerdy dude, who Judd's partner was so nice to take under their wing.

Now the two seemed inseparable. Judd tsked. He got that they had other friends and people they wanted to be with, but at this point, they were spending more time with him than their own boyfriend! Besides, Judd didn't particularly liked how affectionate they were with the bastard. He's seen the two of them together when he picked (Y/N) up sometimes and they were all over him, while that fucking moron did nothing but blush in response. Judd grit his teeth as he thought about what he'd do to him if he tried anything on them.

But, would they really mind it? Judd asked himself, but immediately shook his head with a grunt. They were not the type of person to cheat, Judd knew that. But the way (Y/N) was getting so comfortable around Martin...

Judd got up from his bed and went to open a drawer at his desk, where he stashed burner phones. He quickly put in (Y/N)'s number, having memorized it long before they even started dating and shot them a quick text, saying "Come over asap. We need to talk."

* * * * *

"Is everything alright?" Martin looked up from his position on the ground. You two were studying for your biology exam that you're taking tomorrow, when your phone bleeped, signaling that you recieved a new text message. At first, you smiled, seeing it was your lovely boyfriend, but the contents of the message left your stomach doing sommersaults. Martin, of course, noticed all this.

"Hey, um," you started, scratching the back of your head "would you mind if I cut this short? Judd wants to see me. It sounds urgent." you got up from Martin's bed, which you occupied up until this point. Martin, laying on the ground, got up as well, so he could walk you out. The whole time he assured you it was ok and that he hoped you weren't in trouble, because "That guy can be scary as hell." Well, you hoped he was right.

* * * * *

You nervously gripped the steering wheel the whole ride to the Birch's residence. What could he want from you? Have you done something wrong? Were you in trouble? You tried very hard to concentrate on the road instead of wallowing in your worries.

You parked in front of Birch's home and walked in. Diane, as well as Elliot told you long ago to not knock, since you were "like family" as they said, although you were suspicious they were just glad somebody finally managed to "tame" their rebellious son, not that you'd ever try to do that. You still weren't really used to just waltzing into their house like it was your own, but today was an exception. Although you were looking to get up to your boyfriend's room as fast as you could, you didn't forget to shout a greeting to Mrs. or Mr. Birch, if they even were in the house.

Your mind registered hazilly no response to your greeting, but you foggily remember passin Nicky, Judd's younger brother, on the stairs. You mumbled a quick "Hi!" and "Outta the way squirt." before stopping right in front of Judd's door with yellow caution tape plastered on it.

You hesitated for a few seconds, before knocking on the door softly three times. You knew he wasn't going to answer, so you waited a little bit before slowly opening the door and sticking your head through. "Babe?" You called hesitantly.

Judd was leaning on his desk, facing the door. He motioned for you to come in and you did. Oh, you hated how small he made you feel with that intent gaze that never left your face. You hated how it made you curl into yourself, trying to make you seem as small as possible. Be it any other situation, this gesture would make you feel hot under the collar, but now you just felt like an employee who the boss carpeted for messing up.

"You wanted to talk?" Oh geez, you even sounded like it, you thought. Judd quirked one brow "You tell me. Is there something you want to tell me?" What did he mean by that? You quickly raked your brain for anything important you needed to discuss with him. But you couldn't come up with a single thing.

You looked at Judd again an said slowly "No, I don't think so..." Your boyfriend frowned and growled "So you wanna wait until that fucker finally makes a move on you before you end it or what?"

In that moment, you must've looked like a dead fish. Mouth wide open and eyes wide. It took you a while before you got what he meant and you couldn't help but laugh "You- you mean Martin?" you managed to get out before falling into another fit of laughter. Judd's frown got deeper "Yeah, I mean fucking Martin." he spat.

When you kept on laughing, Judd growled at you "You think this is funny?!" You nodded, tears falling onto your cheeks, your stomach hurting from laughing so hard. You tried desperately to regain your composure, so you could explain the situation to your dummy of a boyfriend. But you couldn't help but continue loaughing, because, how can a man who can write a whole ass manifesto be so clueless??

Eventually though, you caught your breath again and said "I just wanted to give you more space babe." you smiled. But to your surprise, Judd only scoffed "Yeah. Cut the bullshit (Y/N). I'm not a dumbass. Don't try to turn this into doing me a favour."

You couldn't believe what you were hearing. Was he that thick? You took a deep breath to keep up with his bullshit and not to do something you would later regret, before you asked "What do YOU think is going on then?" Judd folded his arms over his chest and answered "You've been avoiding me for that jackass Martin, and don't even try to deny you don't like him, I've seen you two all huddled up like loverbirds. Tell me, when didcha get sick of me huh?" Judd cocked his head to the side and squinted at you, his tone demeanful.

But you remained calm, trying not to give into his game. "I'm an affectionate person is all. I just thought you wouldn't be into that stuff, so I'm affectionate with him. But that's it. He's JUST my friend, Judd. Nothing more." you shrugged. Now he was left gaping at you. When he said nothing, seemingly mulling over the information you just gave him, you continued "You're a pretty secretive and distant person, y'know that? Not that I mind, it's one of the reasons I fell in love with you, I just...didn't want to overwhelm you with my affections and need for attention."

Judd looked...surprised, to say the least. He really didn't know what to say. But you looked like you weren't lying. As if you read his thoughts, you quipped "Now is the part where you say sorry." and winked at him. Judd smirked and made his way to you, only to wrap you up in his arms.

"Never." he said "But I'm glad you're still mine."

MAMA!! JUDD WITH A WITCHY GIRLFRIEND! AHHHHHHH!

might as well call me mama krissy atp, lol... although id prefer being auntie/titi (@ anyone else planning to refer to me as mom) antyway,

so many ideas for this one...

he'd let her try out rituals on him

well he calls them rituals though she has explained the differences many times

loves hanging out in you room, respects her space

buys her crystals, see if his supplier has any "mystic shit" you could use

he finds a rose quartz crystal either in his car or in his room and considers asking leah about it but instead googles it

judd: if you want me, all you had to do was say so

witch gf: hehe eheh (>/⁠/v/⁠/>)

gets into some witch stuff himself but it's mainly demonology and whatever madjicks can be found in alcohol

if he gets you anything? just know there's a sigil on it

his room has an onyx crystal wand in it, and he can't explain why but he's been very chill and feeling more secure than usual

allows her to do tarot readings or readings with a pendulum for him or the raccoons

ong if nick and his little friends get on her nerves ever, or better put he wants her all to himself he's shutting shit down

nick: can't you redo that love reading? i swear im ready

andrew: you heard the goddess nick, you have a lot to work on

jessie: yeah, now could you redo mine. im not that lost am i?

cue judd picking her up and hiding her in his room, cleaning up the cards and telling the little 'babies' that they've weakened you

jk though, you were having a great time he just wanted alone time with you

i need judd birch x reader fics. NOW.

i need judd birch to get popular because i need fics for him because i’ve read them all on here and i’m so obsessed i downloaded wattpad just to read fics

so glad my man judd got more screen time in the new season😻😻😻 maybe now more ppl will make fics abt him🥰🥰

what☺️

Judd smut in Y/n's car? 😈

JUDD SMUT IN Y/N’S CAR !!!

Tags: fem! Reader, porn without plot, well I mean they talk like a little before they fuck, driving under the influence?, okay literally don’t do that pls idk why they did it in this fic, being low key inappropriate in front of kids, more weed smoking 🫶, judd has a HUGE HORSE COCK, he also degrades Y/n quite a bit, also like semi public sex??, it’s literally in a car, and once again very unprotected sex, PLEASE WRAP IT!!

Summary: they fuck in Y/n’s car after Judd got his taken away lmfao

Author’s note: SORRY this took me so long to write for some reason,, I hate school so much oml 😡 I was originally going to finish and post this yesterday but like then I got a bunch of unsolicited dick pics and I got scared and didn’t feel like writing smut anymore 🧍🏻🏃🏻‍♀️ anyways,, I’m back today and I’m fine, just traumatized. I love being a woman fr 💩

Judd smut in Y/n’s car

Word count; 3,9K

(smut under the cut)

Judd took a long drag of his cigarette, exhaling most of it through his nose but having the decency to turn his head slightly and exhaling the rest through the barely opened window. 

He flicked the burned tip out the window as well; cinder falling down and gathering in the cracks of where the window sat in the door. 

“You drive like a fucking grandma— drive faster,” He instructed.

You didn’t turn your head from the road. “I’m actually driving exactly what the speed limit allows. Fuck off. “ You grumbled.

The two of you were on the way back from one of Judd’s deals, which you were almost late to because Judd decided to leave 10 minutes behind schedule, forgetting you had to drive and refused to go too far over the speed limit. The deal itself had been pretty uninteresting; you sat in the car and watched as Judd handed the guy a plastic back and he handed your boyfriend the money. 

He got his car hijacked (parentsjacked) two weeks ago, because he got caught lighting an old building on fire. You were there too, actually, too drunk and stoned to care in the moment; but because Judd could be a pretty good boyfriend at times he covered up for you. 

“Yeah. Whatever. I need at least one of us to have a car.” He said, when you asked him about it. 

Immediately after, you had been prompted to Judd’s personal Uber. Not to mention he had to hide most of his,, not legal substances in the trunk of your car, hence why you were now even more adamant on following traffic rules as to not get pulled over by the cops. 

(Or found out by your mom, who already wasn’t a very big fan of your boyfriend) 

His raccoons had also made themselves at home in your backseat, at the moment the two of you were alone in the car but often there would be a couple of them napping in the back. 

Judd grumbled something in response that you didn’t quite hear, but you retorted; “Shut the fuck up. Why can’t you just act like a passenger princess, or something,” 

He opened and closed his mouth, cigarette hanging on his lips. “What the fuck did you just call me?” 

You smiled a little. “That’s what you are, babe. You’re my passenger princess,” 

Blinking slowly, he put the cigarette out in the ashtray he had placed between the front seats and stared at you blankly. “What the hell are you talking about? You think I look like a princess?” He was baffled. 

You suppressed a chuckle, and turned your head quickly to gauge his reaction. “I forgot you’re too edgy to use tiktok,” You murmured. When you opened it on your phone, he would sometimes stand behind you and glare at the screen over your shoulder, but that was all the exposure he’d had to the app. 

Judd frowned. “Why don’t you pull over and I’ll show you who the real fucking princess is.” It was half a threat, but none that you took too seriously. 

“Oh, yeah? You’d have to pay extra for that, Uber drivers don’t normally fuck their costumers.” You answered coyly, but he didn’t find your quip nearly as funny as you did. You turned back to the road, making sure you weren’t about to run into any middle schoolers as you neared Bridgeton Middle School. Judd didn’t say anything– but you felt his large hand slither up your leg, enclosing around your thigh and squeezing the fat there softly. 

He looked out the window to his side, refusing to grant you attention while he continued to massage your thigh; and glaring as you pulled into the parking lot. Judd had convinced you to skip school that day, so you could drive him to his stupid deal and you could smoke and get McDonald’s after. The first part of his plan went without a hitch, until you got incredibly high-horny and you ended up fucking in the bathroom at McDonald’s as well. Unfortunately, you had to leave sooner than intended; in a daze and desperate to sober up before you went and picked Jessi up from school. Coincidentally Nick as well, since, you know, Judd's parents took his car. 

You parked and turned to Judd, crawling half over to his seat and forcing him to look at you. His glare lessened as he stared at your grinning face so close to his; leaning in. You kissed him softly once, then twice, then three times, giggling and pulling away whenever he chased you. He growled and the hand on your thigh went to your waist, he pulled you in and was just about to kiss you properly, forcefully and roughly when a series of knocks came to your window. 

It was Jessi and Nick. You averted your head and let Judd kiss your cheek instead, gently pushing him back as you sat back down in your seat. You motioned for the two to come in.

Jessi opened the door, and allowed Nick to crawl inside first. “It smells like weed and junkfood in here.” She commented, a slight question in her statement as she crawled in, too, and closed the door behind her. 

You turned your body halfway in your seat, coming to face her. “Sure.” You ignored her comment. “Had a good day at school?” 

Both her and Nick nodded reluctantly. “Yeah. Can you help me with some maths-stuff later?” She asked and you wrinkled your nose; Maths was not something you were particularly good at, but you nodded and agreed to help her anyways.

Judd’s hand returned to your thigh and you glanced at him– he was staring blankly at the kids, but he met your eyes with raised eyebrows, indicating he wanted something from you. You hummed. “Hey, Jessi, how about hanging out at Nick’s house for a while?” You looked to Nick, who flushed slightly and nodded in agreement. 

Jessi’s mouth tightened as she looked at Nick, and then you. She new that when you asked her that, you really meant; “Hey, Jessi, it would be more convenient for me to drive straight to Judd’s house so we can fuck.”

“C’mon Jessi, we can watch a movie or something,” Nick added hopefully. You smiled, a bit tightly as you looked at Jessi and she reluctantly uncrossed her arms and agreed. “Okay, fine. But can we do that stupid biology assignment together then, instead?” 

Nick agreed happily, and the two quickly got a rather animated conversation started. You drove out of the parking lot, Judd’s hand increasing in height on your thigh till he was toying with the hem of your skirt. You flushed, gently pushing his hand down a couple times so Jessi and Nick wouldn’t see, but it ultimately was a losing battle. 

The two’s conversation turned to background noise as you drove towards your destination, as fast as you could; now way faster than the speed limit allowed. Judd’s incessant caress of your thigh made your heart beat so much faster and your finger’s grip the steering wheel so much tighter— you could feel him staring hungrily at you the whole time too, seizing you up with that small twitch of his lips that meant he was going to fuck you till your legs were jelly. 

‘Step on that goddamn speeder, sugar! Look how he’s eyeing you.. like a big, hungry wolf,’ Connie’s claws locked around the back of your seat, and she moaned when his nails slightly scratched at your fishnets; lifting them and making them slap against your thigh. 

You gasped, and sent him a glare that bordered on a sultry pout. “I can’t,” you muttered to Connie. “I’ll actually run someone over if I go any faster,” 

Your monstress shook the seat harder. ‘They won’t mind giving up their life for some sweet, sweet lovemaking baby~’  She purred and you glanced at her briefly, with a scandalised expression. 

“I really don’t think you should be saying stuff like that,” You retorted, focused on evening out your breathing from the slow teasing of Judd’s warm hand. Then he leaned in, squeezing your thigh in a death grip and placed a long, slow kiss under your jaw 

“You changed your mind about fucking your Uber costumer yet?” He drawled, deep voice dragging a whispering growl all the way up your spine.

You shivered. “I think I have,” you breathed back and felt him smile triumphantly against your neck. 

He cackled darkly. “Good. You better drop the fucking attitude,” Then, he snapped your fishnets again, watching as thin, red lines appeared on your thigh.

Connie moaned loudly again, fanning her hands in front of her face before dramatically laying down on the floor of the car, between the front and back seats. 

“Ew. Can you two not?” That time it was Nick speaking, arms crossed over his chest.

Jessi nodded in agreement; her gaze was locked on where Judd was touching your thigh, burning into you. Your boyfriend in question slowly retreated his hand, half turning in his seat to glare dissatisfied at your two passengers. 

Nick shifted uncomfortably and whatever insult he had died on his tongue. “What? Are you fucking jealous or something?” He sneered.

The younger shrugged and looked away. “No.” 

Judd grunted, gravely and deeply. “It’s not my fault you can’t get your little prick wet,” He wiggled his pinky finger for emphasis. 

You failed to hold back a giggle and gently slapped his arm. “Don’t tell thirteen-year-olds to have sex, you ass,” You scolded, halfheartedly through and smiled as you came to a stop in front of the birch house. 

“Okay, get out you two!” You called over your shoulder. “We’ll be right in— I’m just gonna park.” You bluffed, and didn’t miss the way Jessi rolled her eyes at you as she slammed the car door behind her.

Connie rose from the floor to sit in the middle seat in the back. ‘Yeah, park Judd’s dick right in your pussy!’ She drawled, making obscene gestures with her hands. 

Judd was quick to point you to a nearby parking spot, concealed a bit by a willow tree with low-hanging branches. As soon as you were parked, you unbuckled your seatbelt and Judd was reaching for you.

He pulled you to him by your waist— settling you down over his lap, straddling him. You whimpered as you felt him against you, already straining in his pants. He grabbed greedy handfuls of your ass with one hand, having the other settle on the back of your neck and pulling your hair. He held your head in an iron grip, making sure you wouldn’t avoid his kiss this time around.

Then, he kissed you. Roughly, deeply, tongue invading your mouth almost instantly. You mewled as he bit your lower lip, arms wrapped around his neck and fingers gently pulling on the short hairs at the back of his head. 

You were already moving your hips, without thinking about it and he wasted no time in aiding you; thrusting upwards while holding your hips down and helping you rock back and forth. 

You were already quite sensitive from your earlier rough fuck in the McDonald’s bathroom, your clit swelled and started twitching almost instantly. The rough drag of denim on your panties was almost too much, but the sloshing of warmth in your lower belly kept you going— rutting yourself harder against him. 

He moved from your lips, you let out a soft, whiny sigh. “You wanted it that bad, huh? You’re already so fuck-drunk,” He commented, that wicked smile pulling at his lips. He squeezed your asscheek hard. “Up.” He instructed, and shakily, you lifted yourself up to stand on your knees instead of sitting on him. 

You held his shoulders for support, definitely not expecting him to bring both his hands under your skirt and roughly ripping your fishnets apart right under your pussy. He let them rip all the way down your thighs and you looked at him wide-eyed. 

“I’ll get you new ones, baby.” He grinned, a bit coyly as he pushed your panties aside. His cold fingers gently brushed your folds and you couldn’t find it in yourself to care about your ruined tights. Your breathing hitched and you desperately bucked your hips, trying to get him to touch you further. 

His other hand returned to your hip, to hold it in place and keep you from rutting yourself against his fingers. He gave a warning growl, brows drawing together as he concentrated on the task at hand. He teased your folds apart with his pointer, feeling how warm and wet you already were. You were pulsing, almost, starting to clench before his fingers even entered. 

“Judd—“ You moaned. “Do— do something.” You pleaded with him. 

Connie was going crazy behind you as well, both her and Maury were sitting in the backseat contributing to an animated conversation. Your monstress shook Maury by the shoulders, yelling at him to get Judd to do anything. 

‘C’mon! Fist her already!’ Maury roared, kicking the seat you and Judd were sitting on. 

Your boyfriend inhaled sharply, pressing his thumb to your swollen bud— forcing a breathy, drawn out whine out of you. He retaliated by pressing down harder, slowly moving his thumb in a circle that had you desperately bucking into his hand. 

He could feel your warmth leaking, wetness gathering and threatening to fall before he finally, finally gave in and shoved a finger into you. He looked at you, drinking in your expression as he burrowed one, long finger into your cunt.

Connie cheered and you cried out Judd’s name. He made a ‘come hither’ motion, slightly scratching deep within your walls right where you needed him. He chuckled, darkly as you clenched around his finger. 

“Want one more?” He asked— pressing down on your clit deliberately right as you were about to answer. 

You nodded your head, burying your face in his shoulder. “Mhm! Judd— please!” You wiggled your hips in emphasis. 

“Good girl.” He praised you, adding a second finger as promised. He pumped them for a little while, relishing in the moans you tried to conceal in his neck and grunting at the occasional bites you left. 

Then, he suddenly stopped moving, but not withdrawing his fingers. You whined pathetically in protest. “Relax, slut.” He said. “Fuck yourself on my fingers,” 

You didn’t need to be told twice, immediately you were bouncing up and down on his hand; trying to bring them as far into your pussy as possible. You clawed at Judd’s shirt, pulling the neckline down so you could properly bite him and conceal most of your whiny moans. 

He groaned, ripping his head back and allowing you more access to ravage his neck. You could feel yourself dripping, warm liquid gathering in Judd’s palm and running down his forearm. He pressed your clit harder, feeling your cunt clench tightly around his fingers— his cock ached at the thought of feeling your little pussy around him again. 

The car filled with loud squelching sounds, every time you rose and fell back on his fingers. Your pace fastened in time with Judd’s assault on your clit and you cried out; “Please—please, more! Judd, please!” 

“Yeah?” He drawled and you lifted your head from his neck slightly to nod your head. Then, he curled his fingers and touched a spot that had you seeing stars. You cried out, loudly, as his fingers began thrusting into you violently. Along with your combined forces, you moving your hips frantically and him rolling your clit with his thumb and scissoring his long fingers inside your pussy, you reached the edge quickly.

Judd sneered. “You gonna cum?” He knew the answer already, could feel it in the way your little pussy throbbed and clenched around his fingers. 

Your thighs burned from your rapid movement, shaking as liquid flames consumed your belly. “S’good, s’good— yes,” you breathed, clawing at Judd’s chest. 

He bend his fingers inside you again, breathing into your ear in his nice, deep voice. “Come on my fingers, pretty girl. C’mon.” 

Again, you definitely did not need to be told twice. The coil in your tummy snapped, and you fell apart with a loud cry of your boyfriends name. He continued finger fucking you through your orgasm, until you were even puffier and so sensitive that you were shying away from his hands. 

He grinned gleefully. “Good fucking girl,” he praised you, rubbing your clit in slow circles again, before finally pulling out and allowing you to rest on his knees. 

You sat, feeling your own wetness drip underneath you as you tried to catch your breath— Judd however, wasted no time, unbuckling his pants and pulling his fat cock out. 

You swallowed at the sight, how fucking hard he was and your pussy clenched again— as if it wasn’t already sore and abused. Subconsciously, you rutted your hips a bit forward, grinding on his knee as you watched him stroke himself. He hissed, hand tightly fisting the base of his cock and making its way to his leaking head; you timed your movements with his stroking. 

“C’mere.” He grunted, hands leaving his swollen cock in favour of grabbing your hips and pulling you towards him. 

On instinct, you reached forwards and grabbed his dick, standing on your knees again so you could sink down on him. You only managed to get the head in, before one of his large hands wrapped around your wrists; stopping you. 

“You take what I give you, slut. Pull shit like that again and I’ll have you on your knees instead, got it?” He growled, his other hand restraining your hip in a death grip that was sure to leave marks on your after— long, purple finger prints.

Though the thought of sucking him off wasn’t terrible, your pussy ached so pathetically and you knew the only thing that would satisfy you was Judd’s cock rearranging your guts. So you whined, but nodded and let him guide you back. 

He leaned the seat back a little, Maury yelped and moved away from his place behind you to make space as Judd leaned back. He lifted his hips up, emphasising what he wanted from you. 

You reached out a shaky hand, closing it around his base and moving up and down just like he had before. He groaned, teeth clenching as you smeared his pre-cum from top to bottom, massaging him to the best of your ability. Still, you couldn’t ignore the harsh clenching of your hole as he kept you empty. You slowly started grinding against his thigh again, hoping he’d let you. 

“Judd..” You sniffled, eyes close to filling with tears. “I need your cock inside me, please.” 

You could almost feel Judd’s dick hardened in your grip, and he growled and sat up a little straighter. “Jeez. You whine like a bitch in heat,” He commented, rather smugly.

He beckoned you with his fingers again, and you raised yourself right over his cock but waited to sit down. Judd hummed in approval, guiding his cock with one hand and you with the other, till the head was making its way inside you. 

You sighed, relieved, trying to relax your throbbing pussy so Judd could fit. He groaned. “You’re so.. fucking tight, relax.” He said, as he forced his way further inside you.

When he finally bottomed out, you moaned, loudly. He didn’t move right away, so again you took matters into your own hands and started softly rocking your hips. 

He grabbed your hand, placing it over your belly to feel the bulge his cock had created inside you. “Feel that, baby? You’re so full, aren’t you?” 

You barely registered the question, burying your face in his neck again to hide the way your whole expression screwed up in pleasure. “Mhm.. s’big, s’full.” You slurred.

Then, Judd started moving, bouncing you in his lap like a cocksleeve while you wailed into his shoulder. The stretch was almost unbearable, you felt him bruising your cervix each time he moved— the fit was so snug you could feel every ridge and vain on him. 

He lost himself in the feeling of your warm, soft pussy, having tuned Maury out a long time ago he fucked you mercilessly, entirely focused on reaching his own end. He lifted his hips off the seat to pound into you from below— you could feel him in your belly, your clit scraping over his lower stomach every time he moved. 

It was too much— you were already close to reaching your end, clenching so tightly around Judd that he cursed and could barely move. 

“Feel good, you little slut?” He grunted, blunt nails digging into your sides. 

You nodded desperately. “Good.” He said. “Then cum for me again, you’re so close, right? I can feel your little pussy clenching around my dick so tightly, god, you’re such a fucking whore.” 

You kinda wanted to say something back, but with his rough thrusts and the way your eyes rolled to the back of your head and crossed; you couldn’t really deny him. 

The air in the car felt electric as you came for a second time, bursting and feeling a flush of warm liquid spill from you and cover Judd’s cock. He groaned as you creamed, warm little hole sucking him in and fighting to keep him there. His breathing went erratic, and he bounced you harder, faster, to chase his own orgasm.

“Fuck! Shit, you’re so tight,” He growled through clenched teeth, fucking you so hard the car shook and he was sure to leave bruises. Your legs had gone numb by the time he took your hand again, placing it back on your belly right in time with his release.

His cock throbbed and he came. Hard. Thick ropes of warm cum filled you, stuffing you so full you could feel your belly swell even further under yours and Judd’s combined hands.

He leaned in and bit down on your neck, keeping his own noises as quiet as possible but making sure to leave your neck swollen and blue. You moaned softly as he bit you, not having the energy to shy away from the borderline painful overstimulation. 

When he came down, you collapsed into his chest— breathing heavily. You sat like that for a while, the car’s windows had been fogged up and the only thing you could hear were your combined breathing. 

‘Atta girl!’ Connie slithered around you, patting you on the head. You just mumbled incoherently in response, still too sex drunk to function. 

Maury did the same, ruffling Judd’s hair as he leaned his head back against the seat and praising him— all of which Judd ignored. 

“You’ll have to carry me back.” You muttered, after a long while.

Judd chuckled hoarsely, moving you a bit to pull out of you and tug himself back in his jeans. “Fuck no.” 

You slapped his chest, gently, and pulled yourself up to look at him directly. “I can’t feel my legs.” 

“Then I did a good fucking job.” He snarked, leaning in and kissing your temple. 

Well. It wasn’t like the two of you needed to be somewhere, relaxing in your car for a bit actually did seem like a pretty good option— and so that’s what you did.

God,, why am I horny for a fucking cartoon character wth 💀✋

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