Warnings: Rough! Sex, spanking, overstimulation, idk after that
He sat at the kitchen table, head on the table, mask off, as he watched you go around the kitchen making breakfast. He had stopped earlier for a ‘ “bit of relaxation.“ ’ he said when you asked him. But even when the two of you were at the door of your apartment, you knew his true intentions. His frame had flexed slightly when you let him in and he stripped from the clean hoodie and bloodied mask which left him in a simple loose t-shirt. He had cleaned himself up, and carried only a few things with him, and you thought he could possibly in heat. When you slightly brushed on him earlier you felt the suggestive aura and the small movement of his that reached out to your hips that you skillfully dodged. Out of the side of your eye now, you could see his head slightly move as he dragged his sight across your skin. You were sleeping when he first knocked at the door, so the bedtime outfit was a big t-shirt and a pair of comfy panties, which had little cartoon bears which was also covered by the rather large shirt to your luck. Those facts didn’t stop him from looking at the rest of your skin, from your neck, to the back of your thighs that curved up to your ass and the skin of your wrists, that had a couple bruises from his last visit. You could feel his hawk like glance as you moved around the kitchen before finally stilling by the oven, spatula in hand. You could feel him standing up and making his way behind your slightly tensed form. You could feel the slight ripple of the muscles under his shirt as he hugged you from behind kissing the nape of your exposed neck and your cheek lovingly almost as if he was luring you closer. “What are you eating?” He muttered against your skin causing small goosebumps to pop up against his lips and near his hands that were smoothly making their way under your shirt. “Eggs and a croissant.” You whispered while he chuckled softly against your ear. Your body stiffened and his hands rushed to comfort your body, rubbing up your hips in small soothing circles, dragging the shirt up with his fingers. From behind you he pushed you slightly closer to the oven, his dick pressed up against the curve of your ass. The cool stainless of the oven met your thighs, shocking your warm skin as you leaned back into his touch. With a shaky moan, your body relaxes and his unoccupied hand turns off the burner with a click while the other hand down your stomach.“Where’s the croissant?”“Toaster-” “Mm, good~” The hand went into your cotton panties and dragged along your clit while the other hand went to pinch and tug at your nipple. He pushed your head to the side with kisses before dragging his teeth along your skin, drawing blood and quickly licking it up with two of his tongues. You moaned as he started to take control of your body. He sucked at the wound and rutted his dick into your ass, the ding of your croissant the reminder that the feeling of his touch alone was still apart of reality. His fingers rubbed along your already sopping cunt gathering the juices and spreading it to your clit bringing out a louder moan at the teasing amount of friction. He stopped all together turning you around and kissing you. His hands trailed down your ass and up the backside of your thighs til he grabbed the back of your knees making you wrap your legs around his waist. With the support under your ass, he went to lay your body back on the electric burners. You flinched grabbing his neck holding you above the burners before he attempted to lay you down and he growled. “You act as if you haven’t been burned before-” Before shoving you down on the cold glass by your throat, taking a bit of air out of your stomach. His hand gripped your throat as he shoved your shirt above your head and off of you completely as you choked on the pressure around your throat. Through your choked moans, he wrapped his lips around your nipple and held your hips up so your cunt could feel the relentless friction of the jeans above his dick as he ground down harder, and harder into your cunt. When he released your throat he also released your body letting it drop onto the glass of the oven. You didn’t have the chance to complain when he grabbed your legs placing them over his shoulder and going to lick on top of your panties. Your slick was already seeping through the cotton material and was being sucked onto his awaiting tongues. Your breathing was labored between moans, his hands pushed your hips more into his teasing mouth and you couldn’t hold back the sinfully pornographic moans leaving your hips. Your vision was blurry and you couldn’t pull away from the teasing so when the hand left your hips and two fingers were plunged into your cunt, the orgasm came much faster than expected dripping down his fingers, wrist and onto the glass. His fingers rode out your orgasm and he pulled his mouth away from the ruined cartoon cotton panties along with his fingers. He smiled a bit wrapping his fingers around the soaked material before ripping it off of you in one clean motion and tossing it into the nearby trashcan. He looked back at your worn out face, relaxing and chuckled pulling your body down under him and looking down at you.“What, you think we’re done love?” He chuckled and picked you up walking to the room, making sure to keep you awake by rubbing his cold hands on your warm skin. You were drowsy from the quick orgasm and the rubbing of his hands on your back made you relax more against him. But once in the room you were tossed onto the bed, hearing the clinking of his belt and the rip of it between the loops of his jeans. Your cunt twitched feeling the cold belt land next to your thighs and for a brief moment, there was a hint of relaxation and comfort in your room. Protection even. From the warm rays of sun peeking thru your window and dancing above your skin. You felt un-naturally warm.“Hey...sleeping beauty.....-” He muttered to your dazed form before grabbing your hair.”-up.” Pulling you til your lips were pressed up against his cock, he teasingly muttered, “I don’t have to tell you what to do.. right princess?~” ,before moving his cock against your cheek smearing a bit of precum before your tongue and lips swallowed his cock. Jack released a nice throaty groan as you swallowed him whole, a nice thrust to the back of your throat to make you gag and tear up. You wrapped your hand around what you couldn’t take but, he didn’t want your hand. “Lay on your back for me princess, and open up that mouth nice and wide for me~” He purred at you as you moved, and once you were in a nice position, tongue out as he liked, he leaned down and spit in your mouth. “Don’t swallow, hold it there slut.” He ordered grabbing the head of his cock to move the saliva spilling out of the side of your mouth back in, before grabbing your head and making you deepthroat the rest of his cock. Tears came pouring out of your eyes at the rough intrusion of your throat, but you knew he couldn’t see those tears as he leaned up and roughly massaged your clit, fucking your throat. Breathing thru your nose wasn’t even helping at this point as pools of saliva and tears mixed running down the sides of your cheeks, into your hair, and making there way into your nose as well.“What a messy fucking throat. Taking all my dick-” His dirty talk made you whimper and moan against his cock making him thrust rougher and deeper “Aah!~ Such a good little cum whore-” He grunted as his thrusts became rougher, your hands holding his thighs. He was rapidly approaching his orgasm as he fucked your throat, scar tissue forming around his cock and the hand rubbing your clit had you squirming under him, in hopes not to cum under him. But his hand stopped as he grabbed your chin and bottomed his cock all the way down your throat, thick ropes of cum spurting into the back of your throat. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t choke as he went to pull away. Still attempting to follow the instruction of not swallowing until he said so. He kept his cock in your throat for a few seconds, bending over and kissing your clit and up your stomach before pulling away and smiling down at your flushed form, holding the heavy load of cum in the back of your throat. He squatted to your form and ran one of his tongues against your salty cheeks before kissing your cum filled mouth. A tongue scooped a bit from your mouth and he pulled back to spit it on your cheeks. “Spit it on your cunt, whore.” He ordered again as you got into a sitting position, letting the cum drool out of your mouth and onto your already wet cunt. He stopped the cum from drizzling to far down your ass by plunging one of his fingers in, making you to jerk against him in surprise. He took his other hand and scooped up some of the cum with his fingers before plunging three of them into your sopping pussy as well, you letting out a whimpered moan. He thrusted his fingers slowly, rubbing the palm of his hand onto your clit except for the one in your ass, enjoying the way it slipped in and out so easily letting him keep a nice rough pace. Your body shaked as he had his way with you. The overstimulation against your cunt had you squirting against his fingers, him laughing and muttering degrading terms before kissing and sucking more at your puffy clit your cunt dripping down the blanket on your bed. You squirmed as you squirted against his fingers again your body giving up on your sitting position as he flicked your clit with the squirt on his hand and fingers. His hand pulled away from you and you were flipped onto your stomach. He slipped his cock in your cunt and the way you stretched around his pulsing cock had him bottoming out inside you. He pushed two fingers into your ass and started a rough pace against your already overstimulated cunt. Your moans came out choked with the force in each of his thrusts. His cock pumped you til you couldn’t move. The position made the slick from your cunt drip down your stomach and your face ache from being pushed so hard down into the bed. It was ownership in each of his thrusts. The way his cock pushed around your guts had you submitting to every fiber of his being. You screamed when you came with a pleasurable shock spreading across your body and tightening around his cock. He slipped out of your twitching cunt and instead slipped himself into your ass.You shrieked at the sudden intrusion but you didn’t have time to focus as his pace became more forceful as he chased his own orgasm. Your hips ached as his fingers bruised your hips and forced you back on his cock. He reached in front of you pulling you up by your neck until your back was flush against his chest and his cock was pumping even deeper into your ass. His hand tightened around your throat and your mind became blank as he fully bottomed into your ass. Your vision went blurry as you came again this time him following and pushing his full and thick load deep in your ass. Pulling out slightly with every thick spurt of cum on the walls inside your ass. He pushed you off of him letting go of your throat and letting you fall face first into the bed, ass beautifully stilll arched against him, cock slipping out. Your ass was warm and bruised and he smacked it before leaning down and giving you soft kisses. “You alright doll?” He asked starting to rub you down and rub away the pain. You hummed and he got up and went to run a bath, coming back with a warm cloth and a couple of tissues. He continued to kiss at you until you moved to look at him. He then went to clean up the mess and then picked you up setting you in the warm bath with a kiss to your head and in a couple of minutes, the warmed breakfast sandwich you were making earlier. Then back to the comfortable silence of Jack.
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