Yet Another JoJo Oneshot Book

Save a Horse* || Mountain Tim

Hot hot hot off the press and freshly published to Tumblr. Tried for a mean dom angle for Tim, tell me how I did!
  
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Tim already had his hands on you before a drop of his hat. Your husband had been away all day and evening giving his all to the town he called home. He worked so hard, doing his best to protect you and his people. You wanted to surprise him with a hot supper, and all the love you could smother him. But dinner was quickly forgotten once his hands wrapped around your chest.

His lips pressed hot kisses along your neck, bringing out sighs and moans from your lips. "T-Tim. What has gotten into you tonight– Ah!" You involuntarily arch into the hand on your breast, teasing your sensitive nipples with skillful fingers. "Y-You're actin' so off tonight. Hey!"

He didn't answer right away. Instead Tim threw you over his shoulder, a big hand set protectively on your rear. When you squirmed in defiance, Tim gave you a nice spank to keep you still. Your vision swayed and your heart fluttered wildly in your chest with every wide step he took to your bedroom. You knew what was happening, and couldn't help but get excited. It had been a while since the two of you fooled around... But...

"Dinner's still on the table..." You groaned in defeat.

"Relax, sugar. Supper can wait." Tim spoke in that sweet southern drawl to you. It wasn't normally so thick, but he knew what kind of effect it had on you, and always switched it up when he wanted something extra special. "...I'm cravin' dessert first."

Together you were stripped of all your clothes before your husband pressed you into the soft sheets of your bed. His lips pressed into every inch of your skin, whispering praise only meant for you with each kiss. They trailed lower, sending your heart rate spiking. Until Tim found your core, adding a sweet kiss against your folds. "So wet.. and we haven't even started yet, baby." You whine and squirm, but he only pulls you back against his mouth and prepares you more for his length.

Tim doesn't take much longer. In no time he's out from between your legs, licking your juices off his lips. He's on top of you again in a flash. Pressing his mouth against your sweet collarbone while his hard dick grinds against your lower entrance. He whispers into your skin, "It's been a while since I've seen you like this, how 'bout we try somethin' new tonight? I'll teach you how to ride real good."

"R-Ride? What in the world are you talking about, honey?" A smile creeped up onto his lips, and Tim didn't say a word.

You quickly found out what he meant.

Tim wanted you on top, pierced on his length while he made love to your body. He didn't let you control the speed, and kept your hips in place while he drove his cock deeper inside you. The pace was slow but rough, you'd given up trying to sit straight on his lap, and stayed collapsed against his hot chest, drawing scratches into his delicate skin with every thrust inside you. The pace drove you wild, desperately moaning out your husband's name so loud the horses outside could hear.

Tim could just look down on you, clicking his tongue in disappointment over your poor posture. "Now sugar, that ain't anyway to ride, you know?"

The lack of movement on his end made you whine. "S-Sorry honey, 'm not use to bein' on top." He kissed you tenderly on the crown of your head, and sat up taking you with him. "It's mean to make me do all the work right? I've got somethin' that can help ya."

Confused, you watched his hand move across the headboard, trailing him with your eyes until they landed on the familiar rope lazily thrown over the corner of the wood. As if that lasso of his were to be wrapped around your neck, your breath hitched and you found it harder to breathe.

The itchy rope was wound around your wrists securely behind your back. You were forced to arch your back with any light tug Tim gave his lasso. He watched, a little smug and proud of his work. "C'mon now, ride me right, Darlin'."

You set a new pace Tim seemed happy with. You'd slide off his cock and immediately spear yourself again. Tim had a steady hand on your waist, and an even steadier one on the rope behind you. Occasionally he'd pull, getting a nice whimper out of you.

"There you go... Good girl."

The pet name sent a shiver down your spine, coupled with his lips lowering to your chest. His tongue snaked out to tease your nipple, flicking against it until his mouth cupped around the tip of your breast and sucked hard.

His breath was hot on your flesh, tongue circling around your bud while you continued to fuck yourself on his cock. You couldn't do anything to stop him, hands bound behind your back while he indulged in the salty taste of your hot skin. The hand on your waist moved south, tickling you some until his thumb found your clit and attacked. You cry out his name in pleasure, his bullying touches and his cock penetrating deep inside you finally make you burst and cum on his length. 

Tim reluctantly lets go of your bud to stare down at your exhausted frame, a look of pity in his eye. "Aw, cummin' so soon baby? I'm not even close yet."

He tugged at the lasso around your wrists, wiggling his hips. "C'mon. Keep going."

"Mm~, T-Tim, I don't think I can take it."

"Oh, don't act like that." His hands came up to your waist, moving your body on his cock while his hips continued to move. Whine after moan escaped your lips with each thrust inside of you. Your husband swallowed the noises you made while he used you up until he found his own high, cumming deep inside of you with a hearty sigh.

Tim collapsed back into bed, you on top of his wide chest. While you caught your breath, he took the rope off your wrists, kissing at the red bruises left behind. The kisses trailed over your arm until he found your face, peppering you in uncharacteristically soft pecks. You both fell asleep with him inside of you, not really caring about the dangers that it could lead to, and indulged in the soft, warm arms lulling you to sleep.