I'm The Monster ( Jinx X Fem Reader )

Finally (NSFW)

Content warning! This chapter contains heavy depictions of smut, so only read if you're comfortable and of mature age! If you are not comfortable or of mature age, you can skip to the very end for some Jinx and Y/N fluffy feels, but other than that this chapter is just smut. Thank you!

-chapter 18-

Despite the events that had unfolded very shortly before I found myself in this situation, nothing is going to hold me back from this moment. I would be lying if I said that on multiple occasions, my mind hasn't wandered... Especially after realizing my feelings for Jinx. I've been imagining similar things to this for so long now that the mere realization of what was going on doesn't seem possible, yet... I'm wrenched back to reality momentarily as Jinx inflicts a particularly harsh bite to my lower lip and I moan into her subconsciously, to which she responds with her own and a tightening of her grip on my hips. The only thing that is grounding me in this utterly surreal moment is the insistent coursing of pain that slows my movements slightly. It sends shots of dull electricity from the back of my head down my spine, but it's mostly drowned out by the sensation of Jinx on top of me; my own want is far stronger than the influence of my wounds.

Through my haze, I feel her fingertips trace roughly up my sides beneath the tattered shirt that still adornes my body. I shudder from my core, and her manicured nails dig into the soft skin, leaving raised welts. The combination of the sharp stinging and her lips on mine is a dizzying concoction that sends my mind whirling. I want more of her; I want all of her.

Before I can register the change, her presence leaves mine- I whine at the lack of touch, my lips knitting into a frown. Then, she resumes contact. She may be small, and her frame may look wiry, but damn is she strong. One of Jinx's arms snakes beneath my knees, and the other behind my back, picking me up bridal style before setting me gently down so that I'm sitting upright on the couch, and she straddles me. Her hands find the hem of my shirt again, this time grasping it to lift it off of me, and her eyes search mine. I nod with an eager smile, and she motions for me to lean forward before pulling the shirt off of me, and my bra follows quickly after.

My eyes fill with confusion as she pauses, suddenly feeling very exposed. Jinx's eyes are wide, and she drinks up my partially nude frame in unabashed awe. A furious blush races to my cheeks, and my arms come to shelter my breasts.

At the interruption of her view, Jinx frowns and glances back to my eyes. "What are you doing?"

I send her a tight-lipped smile with a shrug, and she tuts back at me. "Don't be nervous." Grasping my wrists, she removes my arms, bending down to place kisses in the valley between my breasts as they're exposed once more. From her position below me, she glances up from beneath her eyelashes. "You're more than perfect, doll."

Her praise of my body sends a jolt to my core, and the warmth pooling there makes me shift my legs subconsciously. Sensing my jitteriness, she smirks up, a more devilish look overtaking the previously sweet one.

"What's wrong, Y/N?" Jinx trails her soft lips up over my breast, ghosting over the sensitive bud that lies there. I suck in a wanton breath, holding it in anticipation. I only let it out when I realize that she's waiting for a response.

"Wh- Um, I-" I stutter, trying desperately to force coherent words out. Jinx only gazes back at me contentedly, her short breaths spanning the expanse of my bare skin.

"Use your words, Y/N, come on. I know you can do it." Jinx murmurs. "Or are you too flustered by me to use that pretty mouth of yours?"

If possible, my face blushes even harder. Taking a deep breath, I compose myself as she waits expectantly. "I mean, I would say that I'm-"