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heyyy lene you know that like mermaid lipgloss from like the late 2010's okay well imagine mermaid!reader puts some on before giving john b head or something and he likes it smeared and shiny all over his cock!!! ughhhh!!!

i miss that kinda stuff! - mermaid!reader

"what's that?" john b walks into the room to see you leaning to look at yourself in the mirror to apply the new lip gloss you bought. 

"it's my new lip gloss, you like it?" you turn back around and smile to show him your iridescent mermaid lip color. 

"very pretty baby." he nods

"can i try something?" 

"sure..." he nods again, this time a bit confused. next thing he knows you are on your knees tugging his shorts down to pull his dick out of his boxers.

"oh-! you sure you wanna do this now bub?"

you grip his thick cock and look up at him through your lashes, nodding once then licking his pretty mauve tip.

"oh-ohkay, fuck you are so pretty when you do that..." he breathes out, and one of his hands grips your hair, pulling it so that your face is closer to his dick. 

"'m gonna ruin my lip gloss and leave it all over your cock, it's gonna be so shiny and-" he cuts you off by tugging your hair again making your lips rub against his tip. 

"don't be a tease, spit on it. " he breathes out watching as you look up at him, kissing his tip to tease him further then taking him into your mouth, leaving it all wet and sloppy with your saliva. 

"my little mermaid's got such a pretty mouth, look at that, you left my tip all glittery," he grunts, tugging on your hair again lightly. 

"s'so pretty jombee" you babble, a string of spit connecting from his tip to your lips. 

"open. i'll be gentle..." 

you open your mouth for him, pushing it in and closing your lips around his thick shaft.  

"suck on it for me, show me how good you do it bub." he coos, seeing that his length in your mouth has caused tears to brim your waterline. 

you bat your lashes up at him and start sucking on him sloppily, your lip gloss now ruined, all over the sides of your mouth and on his dick. 

you moan around him which causes him to groan as well, you grip his meaty thighs as you slobber all over him. 

"sooo sloppy..." he smiles, the other hand smoothing over your messy baby hairs. 

"mmhmmhm," you whine around him, loving his taste on your tongue. 

"sh sh, you're fine." he nods and pulls your hair again to pull himself out of your mouth making you whine again. 

"don't whine," he shakes his head scoldingly, "im gonna give it to you baby."

you pout when you realize he's gonna smear his cum on your lips, he groans, spilling the warm white cum on your mouth, nudging his tip against your top lip while doing so. 

"there, now that lip gloss is just as pretty bubba." he smiles, satisfied with the sticky mess dripping down your lips and chin. 

i should find some and buy it honestly!! all of the too faced stuff from back then was sooo cuteee!!

i feel like mermaid!reader gives off cleo sertori vibes, like personalty wise.

yessss!! she is the inspo alwayssss 💗🏝

princess!reader's friends decorate her door and give her cards like in legally blonde whenever you and rafe go out to dinner just in case he proposes this time, and you alwaysss wear a "perfect proposal dress" because you never know with him lol.

thoughts princess!reader getting upset and pouty when rafe pisses her offff. like how dare him!

she doesn't like getting too crazy upset so she channels that anger by journaling! like-

"dear diary, rafe is the worst boyfriend in the world, not only did he leave me on read this morning! he also forgot to order the bath salts i asked veeery nicely for three days ago!" all composed and calm on the outside, he leans over to see what your writing about.

"hey! what the fuck is this?" he huffs pointing at the paper

"my diary."

"i'm not the worst boyfriend in the world, i eventually texted you back." he leans back into the pillows and you roll your eyes.

"i saw that, don't start."

you turn back to glare at your boyfriend who's now pointing his finger at you, turning back the diary to very obviously write more stuff about him. but he'd never let you go to sleep mad at him so he finds a waaay to make it up....💞

got some cute little writings for u tomorrowwww!!!

I need more 80's slasher!rafe plsss lene!! 😘

ohhhh shureee!!! 💞 sorry if there are any misspellings!

𐦍༘₊ ⊹ warnings! 18+ - p in v, non con, over stimulation, violence, death, spanking, knife play, dark!rafe - ₊˚⊹

"rafe, i'm tired my feet hurt and- i just wanna go home!"

"hey, i took you out on a nice date that you wanted me to take you on!" he yells, clearly frustrated at you. 

"i didn't even wanna go on a date with you! i only agreed to go with you because you won't take no for an answer and you'd kill any guy that talks to me!" you shout back. you shift you balance to the other leg making you trip on the uneven road with the stupid little heels he advised you didn't wear, telling you to 'just go comfortable'. you walk away from him when he doesn't answer and just looks at you furrowing his eyebrows and squinting his eyes.

"HEY! don't walk away from me when i'm talking to you!" he yells back much louder than before, causing you to freeze and almost twist your ankle with the way you halted. turning around to face him, his eyes meeting yours and not looking away as he stalks over to you. 

"you better watch your tone with me. don't ever say some shit like that again, take it back," he demands, staring down at you. he grabs your wrist with a bruising grip when you don't answer immediately. 

"let go-"

"nah, you know what? im gonna show you somethin'." he wraps his arm around your waist and picks you up over his shoulder, carrying you back to his truck. the silence of the small neighborhood is suddenly disrupted by your loud protests. yet nobody comes out to see what's causing the commotion because rafe has already thrown you into your seat and buckled you in. a knife gripped in one hand as he uses the other to drive, both of you sit in silence as he drives out into the middle of nowhere.

"rafe, where are we goin'?" you ask in a soft tone, hopefully, to get him to soften with you as well. 

"shut up." he doesn't look away from the road, eyes still focused straight ahead into darkness being slightly illuminated by the lights of his truck. 

rafe finally parks the truck just before the entrance of a dirt path so that the tire marks aren't printed on the dirt just in case. he leans over and unbuckles you, then gets out of the car to go around and help you out. 

"rafe i'm really sorry about what i said, i know you just want to spend time with me- but you're scaring me!" 

"jus' come with me." he holds onto your hand tightly, guiding you through the dark forest just before a swampy lake. 

"why are we here..." you whisper 

"i wanna show you somethin', baby look." he points to where an obviously pale dead body of a young man lay floating not too far from where you two are standing, left to be eaten by gators. 

"oh my god..." you cover your mouth with your hand, looking up at rafe with teary eyes. 

"that's the asshole who'd perv around the girl's locker rooms-"

"oh my god rafe!"

"no hey- i'm not done. he's also the asshole who had creepy little pictures of you taped in his locker, did you know that?" he maneuvers his hands around to grab onto the sides of your face to get you to look up at him. 

"i got him to drive here, n'i got rid of him for you babyface, because i'm a good boyfriend right?" 

"you did this today?" you whisper.

"right before our date..." he whispers back.

you can bring yourself to do anything, tears rolling down your cheeks, he sighs and lets go of your face, running his hands through his hair. your body acting faster than your mind, taking the opportunity to make a run for it and find a way to call for help not even knowing what you are doing anymore. 

"jesus, you better get back here now!!! i'm not in the mood to play around!!" he shouts, pulling his knife out of his pocket and already chasing after you. you run as fast as you really can with the heels, heart beating so loud that's all you can hear. 

tripping over your heels again, your knees hit the dirt. you quickly throw off the heels leaving your white filly lace socks to get dirtied. 

"little bitch, didn't i tell you not to wear those stupid little heels....hmm?"

you shut your eyes after hearing his voice, knowing it's too late now. he bends down to you on the floor and lifts your chin up with the tip of his knife. tsking when he meets your eyes, manhandling you on your hands and knees, lifting your little skirt, and cutting off your panties making you shiver at how the cold air of the night hits your bare pussy. 

"rafe- no! m'sorry...m'really sorry!!" you whimper, closing your eyes shut when you feel his bulge in his pants pressing against your thigh. 

"have'ta put you in your place, cause like where the fuck do you get off runnin' away from me like that huh?" 

"i said i was sorry, please!" you sob, though you don't see him, rafe nods and presses the side of your face down into the dirt and pulls his thick hard cock out to press against your entrance. you scream when you start to feel the stretch, tears continuing to run down your face. to shut you up he stops for a second and stuffs your torn panties into your mouth to muffle your screams, then goes back to pushing himself in balls deep. 

"better quit it with the attitude, that's not how good girls are supposed to act. can't you see how much i love you? i kill for you princess and all i get in return is your fucking attitude?!!" he scoffs with a laugh, now starting a brutal pace, pounding into your poor puffy cunt with no time to really adjust to his size.

"jus' want you to be my good girl 'n listen to me cause i know what's best for you."

the only thing heard is the sound of his balls slapping against your clit, his groans, and your pathetic whimpers muffled by the piece of cloth in your mouth. a loud smack then ringing in your ears as he slaps your ass so hard it burns and leaves a sting that lingers when he grips the flesh in his big rough hands. you squeeze your eyes shut and tighten your pussy around him, screaming around the gag. he shushes you with an "easy girl, eaaasy" and smacks the same spot again, feeling how your ass cheek starts to get hot due to his assault.

"you gonna be good now? hm?" he taunts, taking the panties covered in your drool out of your mouth. 

"yes-yes! yes rafe, m'sorry." you breathe out, your hands clawing at the grass and dirt. 

“i know, i know...thaaaat's my girl, cream all over me." he can feel how close you are and how your cunt is starting to pulse around him harder. he reaches his arm around your waist and brings his thumb to rub fast circles on your clit making your eyes roll back and immediately cum all over his fat cock, squeezing him and leaving a white ring on the base of his dick.

 "atta girl." he doesn't lessen the assault on your body, continuing to pound into you and rub your clit to overstimulate you, causing you to weakly thrash around. 

"when you struggle it jus' makes your pussy tighter princess." he grips your hips to keep you from moving around too much, feeling like he can barely move at how tight you are clamping down on him. 

"stop- no more rafey, no more i can't." you mewl. 

"shhhh, juuus' one more i know you can do it baby."

he rams into you, his cock so thick stretching you out, you're moaning at how warm and good he feels in you that your brain just shuts off. 

"tell me you love me n' i'll let you cum. wanna hear you say it." he stops rubbing your clit and pulls your hips to be closer to him.

"can't- can't!!!" you whine all cock drunk.

"no, i know you can. c'mon..." he grunts and pushes your face into the dirt, keeping you there.

"i love- i love you rafe, love you so much!" you scream when you feel the bulge in your tummy and his tip kissing your cervix. 

"i love you too baby." satisfied he brings his hand back to rub your clit hard and fast. you moan out with your mouth open in an o shape, you cum for the second time. your hear your heartbeat in your ears as he spreads your ass painfully with a rough grip to watch how his cock goes in and out of your twitching cunt. 

"such a pretty pussy..." he grins, he pushes in one last time hard and fills you to the brim with his cum. panting he pulls out letting his cum drool out of your spent hole and that's the last thing you remember before losing all feeling and passing out. 

this is so jj lol

the "that's our little thing dude" and "cuhmon dude" is so cute

THE ADHD BOYFRIEND VOICEMAIL IS SO JJ IM OBSESSED!!!

i know huh!? such a cutieeeee!!!!

tonites gonna be reaaaal dirtyy n sexy im so exited! no school or work tomorrow so i can pull an all nighter!!!

thinking of writing something dirty toniteee

all the boys are so sexy i wanna eat themm lene

SAME! they are just so yummm ugh! makes me wanna be all gross n icky ah!

GOOD LUCK WITH FINALS!!!!

thank you!!! i promise to post some little fics n thoughts here and there soon!!

texting w bf!jj ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚ ⁀➷

just some cutesi texts i found on pinterest that remind me of him!!

i remember u once talked about how much u loved the 80s AND GIRL SO DO I!!! what cars would each of the80s!obxboys drive?!! 🥰

OMIGOD! i'm gonna say that all the boys could afford their cars/were passed down by their dads.

rafe would def have a 1984 ferrari testarossa like in miami vice, he just thinks its the coolest thing ever and makes him look rich n hot. (probably seriously looooves miami vice and will mansplain it to you) it is a really sexy car though!!!

jj would probably have a 1970 ford truck passed down by his dad or used by both of them, he's honestly fine with it because "there's pleeenty of room in the back for ya know..." he swings by your house every morning to pick you up, all the neighbors knowing its that maybank kid cause he's always blasting some wild 80s rock like motley crew or something that would definitely be annoying at 8 in the morning.

i feel like he'd also somehow want/have a 1985 ford ranger XTL if he could afford it, like he found a way to rack up all this money to get it, he just thinks its sexy and cool and you are like the car you already have looks the same...

john b would have a 79' ford bronco, definitely passed down by his dad or one that they both kinda share. he's pleased with it since he can still drive his friends around if needed and also has plenty room in the back for chillin' out with you if you catch my drift...

pope would probably also have something passed down from his parents from back in the 70's like a 1977 oldsmobile cutlass supreme, i feel like he's rather fine with it as well, like its a sexy looking car that works just fineee!!! he's practical and if it ain't broke then why fix it!

though i do feel like a dream car of his would be a 1986 acura integra...

hiiii, hope ur doing well sweetheart!!

jus wanted to ask if you could write a fic, reader taking care of drunk jj? no smut tho, thank you sosoos much:)

hiii amoresss!! here it is and sending much loveee! `✦ ˑ ִֶָ 𓂃⊹

"jayjay? are you okay?" you ask softly, bending down to check on him. he was lying face down on the couch outside the chateau, blinking his eyes open to meet yours. 

"m'finebabe" he slurs, closing his eyes again when you brush back a strand of his hair away from his eye.

"you're drunk aren't you?"

"no way." he mumbles, you furrow your eyebrows watching him lazily sit himself up to prove he isn't drunk. "you look so pretty, oh man." he sighs to himself.

"yes you are...so very drunk." you giggle when he stares at you with wide comical eyes.

"hey! i can handle a few drinks!" he scowled, pointing his finger at you.

"clearly... let's go inside, i'll get you some water and medicine."

you grab both of his hands to help him off the couch but he just tilts his head back and lets you try to pull him up knowing you really weren't that strong, especially if he was weighing himself down on purpose. 

"jj! m'trying to help you!" you whine letting go of his hands, letting them drop back down to his sides. 

"you know what i want?" he grins stupidly,

"what?"

"a kiss, jus' one and then i'll do what you say, i swear!" he slaps his hand to his chest and the other hand in the air like he's actually swearing. 

"mm nmm." you shake your head, he then makes a "pinch" sign with his fingers to show that he just wants a "little" one. "help me, help you!" he tries to reason.

"maybe later baby, you are like so completely wasted right now." 

jj rolls his eyes dramatically and pushes himself up off the couch slowly. following him into the house, he walks over to the kitchen and stands there like he's waiting for you to do the work and get him water and medicine so you fix him up a glass of water and hand him some aspirin. 

you watch him chug down the water, droplets dripping down the sides of his mouth as he drinks. you take the glass from him and fill it again with more water, repeating that at least one more time before he declines it claiming that you are gonna make him he's piss himself.

"i'm so unbelievably hungry right now, it's wild." he breathes still obviously kinda intoxicated. setting down the empty glass down on the counter, he opens up the fridge. 

"well, i can make you a grilled cheese?" you stand behind him, peeking into the fridge. 

"wan'me to help you?" he turns around to look down at you, raising his eyebrows.

"s'okay jayjay, go lay down and i'll bring it to you." smiling you place a hand on his cheek and kiss the other right on his dimple, ushering him out of the kitchen. 

"not too much butter on the pan!" he shouts as we walks away, pointing his finger at you again.

"i know how you like it! " you shout back.

you find where he's resting now and hand him the plate. he gratefully takes it and thanks you, immediately inhaling the sandwich.

"good?" you smile at him, happy that he's enjoying what you made him.

"very." 

"lets hope you don't get a major hangover tomorrow..." you sigh and lay down on the bed next to him.

"wan' some?" he shoves half of the grilled cheese in your face, you take a little bitty bite right where he had.

"could eat this for the rest of my life, you know that cupcake?" he shakes his head exaggeratedly like its the first time he's ever tasted a grilled cheese, completely in awe.

you just nod bringing your hand up to draw little shapes on his back while he just sits there eating. it was a comfortable silence, besides the soft music playing in the background that was left on coming from another room. he loved when you took care of him when he would get a bit drunk, even if he wouldn't remember most of it tomorrow morning.

lene

jj literally leaves marks of his rings on your tits cuz the boy squeezes them to hard, like during sex and even when chilling.

yes ugh omg! you'd be so use to the feeling of him just gripping onto your tits under your top, when you go to take a shower you see in the mirror the little red indents of his rings on your soft skin. whining out from inside the bathroom, "jayjay!"

"what's up baby?"

"your stupid rings left marks!" you'd whine to him, he'd just laugh and get closer to inspect them, kneading them softly.

"sooo dramatic, lemme see." he pulls you closer so he can kneel down and press sweet soft kisses to the marks, looking up at you with those sorry eyes.

GIRLLL I GATTA TALK AB THE BOYSS WITH YOU TODAY!!!! got some sexy ideas lene!!!

hit me!

john b's kisses could make me c!m ya know?

stawp!!! (literally me too!) okay but he knows that it does, and loves to slightly overwhelm you with loveee.

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forcing you into a mating press he has one of your legs on top of his shoulder to press deeper into you. his fat cock feels 1000 times bigger in this position, making you just go dumb off the feeling. 

"so pretty like this baby, love you s'much." he slurs, reminding you that he loves you over and over, pounding you into the mattress. your nails digging into your boyfriend's muscles as you whine, knowing you by heart, john b pushes in as deep as he can because that is what makes you melt and go completely cock dumb from the stretch. 

"s'so deep jombee, your so deep." you hiccup, tears spilling down your face. 

"my pretty brainless baby." he hums, pressing little kisses to your tears. 

that's what does it for you, the smell of him, his sweat, his weight on top of you, and the little wet kisses he presses to your cheek. again and again, he makes those little kissy sounds with every wet smooch he presses on your skin instantly making you cum around him. there's a ringing in your ear but you can still hear him faintly groaning in the crook of your neck, spilling his huge load into your spent cunt. 

"kisses make you cum, huh bubba?" he almost mocks, but still coming off as sounding sweet. all you can do is shut your eyes and mewl as he rubs your cheek with his thumb trying to bring you back to him.

"yeaaah i know, i know...we'll just stay like this alright? don't have to think about anything just relax, i've got ya." 

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Babe ily and that is why I need you to write jj fucking reader in chokehold (this is not an ask but a plea)

omigod sexyyyy yes yes ofc! (ignore any spelling mistakes lol)

jj and his chokehold!! `ᥫ᭡ ˑ ִֶָ 𓂃⊹

you and jj had been at it for a while now, as mean as he can be sometimes, he was actually trying to be as gentle with you as he can. he had you bent over on the bed, your face smushed against your clean pink bed sheets and one of your pretty manicured hands reached behind you holding his hand.

"you're such a good girl." he groans, pounding your little pussy from behind. "fuck. so good. so good."

you mewl into the sheets as your cunt pulses around your boyfriend's dick. "y'feel good babydoll?"

when you don't answer due to being totally cock drunk he lets go of your hand and slides his tanned arm under your neck, his big warm bicep squishing your cheek, trapping you in a strong chokehold.

"need ya t'answer me, feel good?" your cunt squeezes him harder as stretches you out.

“uh huh, feel really good jay jay” you whine as you feel jj squeeze the arm that had you in the chokehold.

"aww babe, you're droolin' on me." he cooed with fake pity. you momentarily snap out of your haze and look down onto the sheets to see your saliva dripping down, probably also covering your chin and jj's arm.

"goin' dumb on me huh?"

he kisses the back of your ear and down your neck, as he starts to pick his pace back up and continue to ruin your pussy. the heat of his body and his sweat intoxicating you, he tightness his hold around your neck and tries not to be so rough but he just can’t when you're drooling and clenching around him like that.

"feels- too much jay!" you cry softly.

“shhsh” he shushes you softly, hoping that will keep you from whining that he's going too hard.

“holyshit- go on an'cum for me so i can fill you up. cuhmon." he rambles as his pace gets faster and sloppier, slipping his other hand around your waist to rub your little clit hard.

“ohmygod!” you scream, cumming around his dick leaving a white ring of your cum on the base of his shaft, and with that, he holds you up just by the headlock since you no longer have the strength to hold yourself up at all.

"gonna fuckin'- knock you up at this point…" he breathes and fills you up with his thick hot cum. jj's thrusts start to slow down and lets you out of the chokehold so he can put his hands on your waist to pull out gently. still dizzy from your orgasm, you feel your boyfriend turn you around and lay your back down on the bed.

he bends down to inspect your spent pussy leaking both of your cum, and holds your legs open with his large hand gripping your thigh, the other hand sticking in two thick fingers to plug you up and keep you from leaking anything out.

"gentle!" you mewl at how your super sensitive pussy is clenching around his fingers.

"thaaat's what im doin', you just relax and let me do what i gotta do." he gives your thigh a light smack and then presses a little kiss to the spot he just hit.

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can i just say i loveeee your obx 80s!slasher universe and regular 80s universe idk im obsessed!!!

lollll well so am i!!! send some thoughts and lets talk ab it some more!!! 💗💗

kinda need some 80s slasher jj pleaseee!! like maybe he tries to apologize but like reader avoids him and that gets him mad!! thank you angel!

oooh! absolutely!! i literally love anything 80s you have no idea, i love talking about it!! (ignore the spelling mistakes, i'm exhausted lol)

₊ ⊹ warnings! 18+ - non con, cock warming, blood, death, violence, obsession, squirting, slight breeding kink, gun mentions, dark!jj - ₊˚⊹

"it's almost 1 in the morning jj, go away!" you whisper yell at him, lightly pushing his shoulder to get him to leave and climb back down your balcony.

"i tried to talk to you all day. you kept walkin' away from me…what's up with that?" he whisper yells back, not budging, he walks closer to the balcony window as if he's going to enter your room.

"i was about to go to sleep jj."

"nah, your light was on." he shakes his head.

"go away please!" you plead with him, hoping it is enough to just leave you alone.

"hey, you're not scared a'me? are you? cause, you don't need ta'be. i'm still the same jj."

"you killed someone!" you back away from him, placing your hand on the handle of the balcony door.

"well okay, but i apologized that day in the car and i've been trying to talk to you and apologize again, you were the one who kept avoiding me." he reasons, holding the door open with his hand.

"i accept your apology, now please go!" you whisper yell again.

"nah nah nah…you don't mean it, i need you to know that i fucked up n'i'm sorry."

"that you killed danny?"

"no, that you saw that i killed danny…look your my frie- no your my girl and i had to do somethin' cuz that asshole was just-" you put your hand up to get him to stop rambling "jj stop." but he just takes the opportunity to push past you and walk into your room.

"never saw your room before…y'like janet jackson?" he laughs softly and points to the poster on your wall and then looks over at the cassette tapes on your dresser. "…and madonna huh?"

"jayjay my parents are gonna freak if they wake up and find a boy in my room!" you grab onto his arm, trying to drag him back out.

"ya' got any dirty movies?" he diverts his attention over to your little tv on the other side of your dresser.

"seriously! beat it!" he sighs dramatically and lets you walk him back over to the balcony. "fine. see ya tomorrow then?"

"yes. yeah…you will, goodnight," you assure him, watching as he nods, satisfied with your answer he climbs back down the side of your house.

you tried you best to smile at him when you happened to cross paths or make eye contact but you just couldn't help avoiding him, i mean he did still totally freak you out. you had just about survived the day without having to talk to him but then on your way back to your house you see him leaning against his truck, parked on the side walk. you decide to just pretend you don't see him and walk right past him.

"hold it." he grabs onto your arm tightly, stopping you from walking away. "…listen, i don't know if i was a total dip for apologizing cause the whole point was t'get you to stop ignoring me, and clearly the message was not received. " he squints, obviously not very happy with you.

"i was just super busy and i had a major test to study for so thats wh-"

"no no hey, don't worry about it babydoll, i know how you can make it up t'me," he loosens his grip on your arm and gives you a charming smile, dimples showing and everything.

"o-ohkay…what did you have in mind?" you begin to relax at how his demeanor has changed, hopefully, you think.

"rented this gnarly tape n'i wanted to watch it with you. your folks home?"

"no…they don't back tonight till 3 in the morning…big dinner benefit thing, they usually get drunk and stay really late into the night…" you ramble.

"right. great. i'll drive you home."

"ohkay jayjay…thank you," you respond shyly as if you two had just met and he was asking you on a date.

"so which movie did you rent?"

"its a surprise, think you'll reaaaally like it."

"i like most movies…want anything from the kitchen? water, beer…"

"m'good, i just put the tape in, cuhmon, i'll be gentle with you." he sits down on your bed and pats his lap for you to come over and sit on. you nod slowly and sit right next to him, so he grabs your waist and scooches you over onto his lap, your ass right up against his gradually hardening bulge.

"jj…what are you doin'?" you take your eyes off the tv and look down at his hand coming to flip your skirt up and feel that you're not wearing any panties, giving him full permission to rub on your pussy.

"shshsh, just focus on the TV, princess." you ignore his actions like an idiot and figure at least he's being gentle with you and focus back on the TV, the camera in a POV angle following a guy with his hands up defensively.

"what are we watching?…" you whisper, trying to push jj's hand away from your pussy, but obviously that doesn't do anything. he smacks your hand away and goes right back to touching you.

"it's a movie i made…see there that's your ex-boyfriend, talked him into the role," he whispers back, clearly very interested in what's on the screen…and playing with your pussy. the next thing you know you watch as your ex-boyfriend gets shot in the face and then shot more times in the chest, blood going everywhere.

"ohmygod jay-!" you scream, shutting your eyes and covering your mouth with one hand, while the other tries to get his hand away from you so you can get the hell off of him. he ignores your attempt and tightly wraps his other arm around you to keep you in place.

"holyfuck you're so wet." he laughs, dipping two fingers into your embarrassingly wet cunt, the intrusion making you mewl and turn your head away from the screen and the gory mess being shown.

"nah uh, keep watching." he tuts, moving his hand away from your princess parts and over to his jeans to pull his dick out to put inside you.

"i don't want to watch this anymore! i don't wanna-"

"don't care whatcha don't wanna do, worked hard to do this for you babe…so you're gonna sit here on my cock and watch the fucking movie i made for you." he grunts, lifting you onto his dick, the stretch and fullness you feel is unreal, you have no choice but to sit there and soak his fat cock.

"no!" you cry, tears starting to gather at your waterline.

"yeah…she's likes it, she's squeezing me reaaaaal good baby. jj presses a wet kiss to your cheek and wraps his arms around you again to keep you there.

"turn it off, please! please!…"

"y'gonna quit ignorin me, cupcake?"

"uh huh…i swear just please!"

"it's almost over, keep watchin." but you just can't, squeezing your eyes shut you try to block out all the noise and just focus on not cumming on him, not wanting to give into him. yet, there's no use, cause now he's got his three fingers pressing down on your little clit, rubbing it fast and hard.

"jayjay!" you squeal, digging your nails into his arm that is around your waist, as you cum hard around his dick. when you blink your eyes open the tape has finished and you notice all the liquid sprayed on your sheets.

"oh ho…there she is, squirting on my cock like a dumb slut.” he smiles and presses a little kiss to your neck.

"not on birth control are you?" you can barely hear him over the ringing in your ears as he continues to softly rub your clit.

"yo, i'm talkin to you." he spits, slapping your cheek a few times with this big warm hand to get you to respond. a few more tears spill down your face and respond with a weak whisper. "no, m'not…m'not…"

"maybe y'should be." he grunts softly before dumping his huge warm load in you just from cock warming.