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Red’s M.list

“Cat got Your Tongue?” Series

Pt. 1

Pt. 2

Pt. 3

Pt. 4

“Mo Baby”

Baddest in the west

Milk N Honey’

“Suga and Sunflower”

“Rosie”

“Vanilla”

“Emerald Haywood”

“Who Says I Don’t?”

“Don’t nobody wanna hear that”

“Oj Haywood”

“Who Says I Don’t?”

“Pretty Girl”

“Just for a moment”

“Don’t nobody wanna hear that”

“Shuri Udaku”

Nothing yet!

“Pretty girl”

Oj Haywood x Black!fem!reader (as usual)

Summary: Oj treats you just as gentle as his horses

Genre: fluff, Smut! (Minors get the fuck out!!)

Warnings!: spitting, swearing, overstimulation if you squint and tilt your head, small spoiler for NOPE if you haven’t seen it. mentions of Jean Jacket

Word count: that’s cute asf

My first stand alone for my favorite cowboy/final boy!!! Hope y’all enjoy!

“Eyes on me pretty girl, you good?” Oj spoke lowly into her ear as his hand rested on her waist. It seemed different coming his mouth this time, he wasn’t trying to distract her from Jean jacket hovering over them. Oh no he was talking her through it guiding it as his fingers curled inside her, his thumb applying pressure to her clit. His eyes never leaving hers as he spoke to her, lips busting themselves with her neck. “Oj please right there” she moaned softly slightly digging her nails into his shoulder blades. “Right there? That’s it?” He responded smirking into her skin his fingers inching deeper into her with ease. “Wanna cum please” she babbles trying to keep her eyes on him knowing if she didn’t he’d deprive her of her pleasure. “Take that shit then baby, I’ll give it to you”

“Fuck” she moaned feeling her orgasm approaching faster Oj speaking to her wasn’t helping stall it. “You got it baby, let it go for me hmm?” He whispered driving his fingers home as his thumb worked overtime. The fear of someone walking into the living room to find his fingers up her dress was nonexistent seeing as his only other neighbor for miles was claimed by Jean jacket and Emerald was at her girlfriend’s for the weekend. She could be as loud as she wanted and Oj took advantage of this opportunity drilling his fingers faster, his eyes boring into hers. “Oj, Oj yes.. please..” he gazed down at her swirling his tongue around her nipple sucking it harshly after “that’s it, that’s it, let that shit go”. His words mixed with his voice and the tempo of his fingers sent her over the edge, her back arching as she gasped for air. “You’re good, you’re good Y/N” that was the first time he’d addressed her by her name though this whole ordeal. He usually did when she was coming down as a way to softly ground her. His free hand playing with the locs she’d gotten some a few days ago as she came down.

“You good?” He questioned kissing her lips gently, she loved how gentle he was with her as if she was as precious as his horses. She nodded her head taking a deep breath smiling up at him “I’m good”. He smirked once again nodding his head “good because I’m not done yet” he kissed her lips again sliding down her body bunching her dress up around her waist. His lips paired with his teeth marking the soft skin of her thighs slowly closing in on his target. “Oj please..” she sighed gazing down at him, her breath hitching finding him already staring at her. His tongue licking a fat stripe up her slit wrapping his tongue around her clit sucking harshly. Her juices dipping down his throat like lemonade quenching his thirst. His tongue swirling around it before licking up her slit multiple times, spiting her juices onto her cunt before he dove in again eyes never leaving hers.

His strong hands holding her thighs open as he ate her as if she was his only food supply. A shiver running down her back when he growled into her cunt sucking especially hard on her clit. “Fuck Oj!” A moan falling from her lips seeing her juices painting his face making his skin glisten as if he’d been in the sun all day. A deep “mhm” was her only response as his tongue and pace ruthless not letting up for anything not even air, dipping in to scoop up her leaking desire slurping it down his awaiting throat. “Cum for me again pretty girl, you can do yeah” he spoke before latching his mouth onto her cunt again. “Fuck baby I’m close” his eyebrows raised at the pet name considering the fact she always said his name knowing how much it turned him on when she did so. Deciding to let it slide he responded with a “Mhm” refusing to come up when his mouth was full. Y/N gripped the cushion of the couch moaning loudly into the air curling her toes feeling a second orgasm approaching.

“Fuck, Fuck, Fuck” she sobbed feeling her coil inside snap granting Oj with an orgasm he was coaxing out of her. Once he finished slurping up her juices he slapped her cunt standing to his feet his frame looming over her, “watch ya mouth fo’ I put something in it”. With that he walked away returning with a warm washcloth cleaning between her legs being extra gentle when coming in contact with her cunt. Tossing the cloth in the laundry he returned with a bottle of water scooping Y/N into his arms carrying her to his bedroom. He removed her dress replacing it with his shirt pulling her into his arms afterwards. He tied her braids back placing her satin bonnet over her head a few swallows of water coming afterwards before a gentle kiss was placed on her forehead. “You did so good pretty girl, thank you for trusting me” he spoke into her ear rubbing her back as she drifted to sleep. He didn’t need to voice that he loved her, she already knew that by heart and she knew it wouldn’t change.

oj likes when you give it all over to him during sex because he’s felt so out of control for most of his life that when he has you bent over begging for him he literally cannot help but bask in it. every moan and whine drives him crazy, every time you reach behind you to grip at his tense arm, every time your sounds turn from words to choppy sentences and finally babbled whines, it all puts him in control of something for just a while. it puts him in control of you.

he controls how you feel, what you do, when you cum.

and when you start chanting the fucked out phrases you always revert to, he can’t help but rub it in. “can’t even talk, can you? can’t do shit but take it.” and he likes it. he loves it. just for a second, otis haywood junior can be more than a quiet horse trainer. and he loves it.

Oj trying for a baby with his lady👀I just KNOW it’s nonstop for them😭

Chileeeeee you already know they fuck like rabbits, Oj is a lowkey freak

Y’all this Emerald x Reader lowkey turning into Angel x Reader oml