Once Upon A Dream | Jackson Wang x Reader

09 Your Wish is My Command

"Eagerly impatient?" He teases you. And you are tempted to slap him were it not for the endearing smirk on his lips and the way his hands move to your hips, lifting your ass slightly and pressing himself against it.

You breathlessly moan when you feel something long, fat, thick and hot brush between your ass cheeks. The tip teasingly pressing on your butthole.

Jackson did it alternately and rubbed his tip into the middle of the wet slit and your vulva. He's trying to spread your major labia open.

The young wizard keeps himself there, teasing you for a while. He's rocking enticingly back and forth as his hand glides up your waist to your arms where he entwines his fingers with your left hand. You turned and looked at your hands, eyes innocently wide as you stared at the simple sweet gesture.

No one has ever held your hand before. No one has made you feel so safe and comfortable when pinned to the mattress as you are. So, you stretched and kissed your entwined hands, causing Jackson to let out a soft chuckle.

"You are seriously the cutest creature I've ever seen," He groans. His lips hovering over your ear before he nibbles on it, teasing the earrings there in a way that has you moaning.

Your hips instinctively arching up and pressing into Jackson's hard cock. He goes rigid and stiff, fighting the temptation to just thrust into you, he wants to take both of your holes right then and there, if only he could.

Obviously Jackson wants to be gentle with you. He doesn't want to be the same as all those other dickheads before him. Yet he gets it that you wanted him to take you hard and rough too. So, he takes his right hand and presses his fingers against your lip suggestively.

You instantly take the hint, licking your lips before taking his fingers into your mouth, sucking on them as you look up at him with an innocent desire in your eyes. There's so much in your emerald eyes that you do not express, yet Jackson can't handle it anymore.

He takes his fingers from your hot mouth, twirling them slightly as the saliva on his fingers thickens and glistens, transforming into something else. It's something slick and sweet that smells of strawberries. When Jackson slides one finger easily into your tight butt hole, you moan and laugh all at the same time.

"You know a spell for lube? Are you serious?" You giggled as you teased him, yet your words are cut off by a gasp when Jackson thrusts another two fingers inside of you. And now his three fingers curling and thrusting into your tight, sensitive puckered hole.

"Lube is expensive. And sometimes saliva just won't cut it. So, yeah," Jackson replies, thrusting his fingers deeper into you while watching your expressions with intrigue.

"This feels better than spit, don't you think?" He says when he notices your cheeks flush pink. Your teeth dig into your lip as you try to smother your moans.

"It- Y-yeah... You're right," You stammered. Your breath hitched as your body melted at Jackson's touch.

No one has taken this much care with you, prepped you and teased you so, so fucking good. No one has made you want to succumb to every single touch and thrust.

You can still feel Jackson's hard cock pressed into your back as he hovers over you. His lips plant soft kisses on your shoulders as he preps you more.

His three thick fingers drawing out sweet moans from your lips. Yet it isn't enough for both of you. You two need more. So you rock your hips back into Jackson's hand, trying to push his fingers deeper and get him to fill you to the brim more and more.

Jackson groans, his body throbbing as he feels you squirming beneath him. Finally, he pulls his fingers away, wiping some of the lube on his cock before moving the tip to your tight, puckered hole.

"Ready?" The wizard purrs and you nod, moaning instantly when he slips inside of you. His cock fills and stretches you as you press your hips up even more, wanting to feel him even deeper than before.

And the young wizard winced before biting down hard as your velvety heat, butthole swallowed him whole. You're so hot and silky and Jackson could swear on his life that you're too tight you're decapitating him.

"Fuck, so tight. You're so good for me, Love," He grunts. Jackson keeps one hand entwined with yours as the other holds your hips, thrusting down into you slowly and then up again. He sets a slow and teasing pace that both pleases and tortures you.

You're in heaven when you feel his thrust deeper and deeper into you, holding there and grinding against your ass in a way that has you seeing stars. Yet then he pulls slowly out, away from that heat that's building with you. His lips tease your neck and shoulders, softly placing kisses along the exposed flesh before you can't take it anymore.

"Faster. Faster, Jackson. Please. Want it faster and harder," You pleaded desperately. Your voice cracking from the withheld pleasure which has him smirking slightly.

"Your wish is my command," He whispers, nipping at your earring-clad ear again before thrusting hard into you, forcing your breath to catch in your throat as his pace becomes almost relentless.

And yet you just love it.

You love feeling Jackson's hips slamming and banging and pounding harder and harder against your ass. His motions push you deeper and deeper and faster and faster into the futon, and yet Jackson's touch is still so gentle.

A few more pumps were all it took before he began vigorously smacking his cock into you deeper, faster, harder and stronger. He established a rough pace, rising and falling on his hips, all while rolling his body back and forth. A needy moan was all you managed as you panted louder and louder being so wildly drilled by him.

His hand on your waist moves up, intertwining with your other hand so he's holding both of them. The gesture has your blackened heart swelling with love and lust and desire.

You moan into the pillow, begging for Jackson to love you harder. You're begging him to love you more, to give you more, to fill you more, and to please you more. And Jackson obliges. He loves hearing your normally deep voice pleading for more in a high-pitched moan.

Jackson's lips mark all over your neck and shoulders. Those tempting and teasing lips bring you closer and closer to your pleasure as your swollen and twitching clit rubbed hard against the dark sheets.