Oneeeshotsss (mostly Dailtown brainrot)

wip wip wip yay oc smut

     Jimbo and Charles walked into the local mall, hand in hand. They had needed some new clothes, and had a store they particularly liked here. They glanced around and headed towards where they wanted to go. Charles stopped them for a few shops on the way, Jimbo happily trailing behind him. Once they had made it to the shop, they walked in and split up, separately looking for clothes. 

     Jimbo walked into the area by the changing room, looking around for his husband. When he saw the stall he was in, he walked into it and knocked on the door, and it slowly opened.

     "Charles, dear, what w-" He got caught off when he saw his husband walk out in a lacy, white, sheer slip dress. It had long sleeves that were fluffy at the end, and it fit well, looking almost tailored.  A matching lacy thong shimmered underneath the dress. Charles smiled up and Jimbo, and span around. 

     "Does it look good? It costs quite a bit, but I think it would be worth it, what do you think?" Charles asked, playing with the hem.

    "It looks, wonderful, love.." Jimbo had to force himself from staring, and simply nodded, shoving his hands in his pocket.

     "Are you okay, love?" He asked, dropping the hem and popping a hip, folding his hands behind his back. Jimbo grunted and looked behind him, seeing no one there.

     Jimbo grabbed Charles by the waist and pushed him back into the stall behind them. They both stumbled into the cramped space, Charles falling into a chair in the corner. It clinked up against a mirror as Jimbo put a knee on it inbetween Charles legs and leaned over him, hands pressed up against the mirror. Charles gasped, then looked up at Jimbo. He smirked and pushed his knee up slightly. Charles glanced down and slowly moved his hips against Jimbos knee. He leaned up and reached up, holding the back of Jimbos neck. Jimbo leaned down and they kissed. Charles slightly groaned into the kiss as they both heated up, Jimbos hands slipping down and under the dress he loved so much.

     Jimbo gave Charles a long kiss on his cheek, and kissed down his body, slowly making his way to Charles v-line. He lifted up the dress slightly and trailed a finger on the thong then back down. That finger slowly (much to Charles dismay) dragged down his dick, then back up, and down. Charles whined and pressed his legs together slightly, pushing on Jimbo. 

     "H-Hurry up.." Charles mumbled through the hand he had clamped on his mouth. Jimbo looked up, his smirk growing into a slightly aggravated smile.

    "Where's your manners, Charles?" He said, tusking at him. He ran his thumb up Charles dick, feeling it press against the pretty fabric more and more. He tugged down the thong as Charles sighed softly, Jimbo getting giddy. He spat on his hand, a black liquid coming out, and dragged his hand slowly up Charles dick, feeling his beloved husband growing more aroused at his touch. Charles thrusted up into Jimbos hand, earning a head shake and a hand pushing down firmly at his hip, keeping him down. Jimbo started going at a steady pace, slow enough to not make Charles cum, but enough to work him up, something he had perfected over the years.

     Charles Slipped his hand into Jimbos over groomed hair. He gripped onto it and subtly pushing down on Jimbos head, hinting at what he wants. Jimbo smiled up at Charles and picked up his shirt that was discarded a while ago, balling it up and telling Charles to go "ahh". It made Charles laugh slightly, but he did it, and now he was successfully gagged. Jimbo cleared his throat and sticked out his tongue, completely black, and slowly licked up Charles dick, leaving a translucent grey wet path. Charles shivered, feeling the singular lick rush up his back and down his legs. Jimbo looked up at charles and slowly lowered his head onto Charles dick, making Charles lift his head up, bringing his other hand up to grip onto Jimbos hair. Jimbo smiled over Charles, knowing what he did to his husband.

     Jimbo started to bounce his head up and down, tongue swirling around Charles dick and drool dripping down his chin. Charles watched him in awe, the scene turning him on more and more. Jimbo rubbed up and down Charles thigh, softly scratching at it every now and then, making Charles pull on his hair or make a muffled grunt. Charles groaned through the shirt, it coming out muffled and muted. Tingles raced all over him, Jimbo feeling amazing over his cock. He thrusted up into Jimbos mouth and gasped, never getting tired of the sweet, soft shocks that he became addicted to.

     Charles tapped on Jimbos shoulder as his legs started to tremble, pushing his feet hard against the floor. Jimbo knew this meant he was getting too close to cumming, and slowed down, sitting up, a strand of saliva stringing from his lips to Charles dick. Charles mumbled over the shirt, and got up, trailing hand down Jimbos chest and glancing down. He smiled and turned over, sitting up on his knees on the chair, bent over and pressing himself against the wall. Jimbo took a shaky, hot breath and walked toward Charles, rubbing his sides and pressing his chest flat against Charles back. 

     "You ready?" He asked, leaning close to Charles ear, his hot breath fanning over Charles neck. Charles nodded, arching his back a little. Jimbo smiled and spat on his hand again, reaching down and covering his dick in it, jerking off a little before bring his finger to his mouth and licking them. He brought them down and rubbed one up and around Charles ass, listening to him softly whimper. He slowly pressed one finger into Charles, making him softly hiss through his teeth. He whispered sorrys into Charles ear as he slowly worked him open. Charles felt him self relax and pleasure start to slowly build up. Once Jimbo had worked three fingers into him, he took them out and spat onto his ass, rubbing it.

     Jimbo slowly pushed his cock in, rubbing loving circles into Charles, who had his head hung low, hair crowding into his face. He got a bit in, and slowly pulled back, then pushed in the rest. Charles pushed against the wall, tears pricking at the edge of his eyes. Jimbo thrusted softly, careful not to hurt Charles badly. He wrapped one hand down and slowly stroked Charles cock, which made him relax faster. Jimbo felt Charles get less tense, and built up speed, Charles struggle to be quiet becoming harder with every passing moment. Charles bit onto his finger, a bite mark pushed deep into it. Jimbo glanced up at Charles and took a deep breath, holding back to not hurt the man.

     Charles looked behind him, then to Jimbo in the mirror. He moaned, making eye contact with Jimbo. He grunted and smacked Charles ass, picking up the pace and making Charles push his body weight onto the wall, fully leaning onto it. Jimbo started breathing heavily, matching with Charles, who was cutting off his moans into little whimpers.  Jimbo looked up to the roof of the cramped, hot stall and went faster, catching Charles of guard and making him let out a moan. 

     "Sh.. Be quiet.." Jimbo warned, voice slightly shaking, Charles nodded and trembled out a 'sorry' Voice breaking. Jimbo continued thrusting into Charles, fast, the air around them heating up. They both had started to sweat, panting in euphoria. Charles pushed himself harder against the wall and could hardly think of anything else then Jimbo. Every thrust he hit a senstive spot, which sent cold, electric pulses through his nerves. He could feel himself coming close to cumming, and held back the best he could. He tried to tell Jimbo, but the shirt in his mouth made it sounds like nonsense. Jimbo was far to focused to notice, and reached a hand around his husband, rubbing up and down his sides, chest and hips.