2024 Oneshots

☠Day 6 (Jolyne Kujo x Fem!Reader)

The sun begins to set over the quiet coastline, casting an odd orange glow on the imposing walls of your prison. You've been locked up in Stone Ocean for some time now and no matter how beautiful the sunset must look on the outside, it's solely a reminder that you'll have to go another day without your freedom. Being confined within these cold concrete walls leaves you with a burning desire to break free.

As you pace the narrow confines of your cell, your fingers trace on the smooth surface of a cell phone, a rare privilege you have managed to smuggle into your room. With a mischievous grin, you dial Jolyne's number, your girlfriend who's busy probably pacing back and forth in her own cell right now as well.

"Hey, pretty," Jolyne's voice purrs, the sound of the woman's sweet tone causing your body to shiver in excitement. "To what do I owe this pleasure?"

"I want you," you groan, your breath hitching at the sound of your girlfriend's soft chuckle.

"Is that so?" she replies. "You really wanna play now, baby? Can't you wait 'til we aren't in a freaking lockdown?"

"Mmm, I suppose I could if you wanted, Jo," you purr back. "But the guards don't care if we fuck in our cells... So I think they'll let us get away with it."

"Yeah? Well, the guards are going to hear your moans whether they want to or not," she laughs.

"So is that a yes?" you breathe as you sit down on your bed. "I just can't help myself. I need your touch, your lips on mine. It's been way too long."

Jolyne's breath hitches on the other end of the line. She knows you're being bratty, pushing the boundaries, especially considering your current situation of not being allowed out of your cells. "You're a little shit, you know that? You know I'd love to come and give you what I want, but I can't just waltz across the prison right now."

"Oh, come on, Jo," you continue to tease, your voice laced with mock disappointment. "Don't be a bore. I know you can find a way. You're the master of sneaking around, and I'm so damn wet right now just thinking about it."

Jolyne's heart races in her cell as she pictures your gorgeous body, imagining your fingers slipping between your own thighs. "You're such a tease, Y/N," she hisses, "but I think I have an idea that might just get me in there. And when I do, I'm gonna make you scream."

Your eyes widen with excitement as her words send a shiver down your spine. "You better, or I'll just have to fuck myself."

"Oh, you wouldn't dare," she growls playfully. "I know you're all talk, Y/N, but I'm gonna make you beg for it. I'll have you tied up and screaming my name before you can even blink."

"Oh, God, I want you to," you reply, a soft moan escaping your lips as you close your eyes and slip a finger inside yourself.

Jolyne's voice turns to a whisper over the phone. "Just wait for me, baby. I'll be there soon and we'll see who's begging then."

Your body trembles at the thought of what's about to happen, your mind racing with images of Jolyne's gorgeous body pressed up against yours. "Hurry," you plead softly, hanging up the phone before she has a chance to respond.

Before meeting Jolyne you had never been one to submit easily, but the thought of her taking control sends a rush of pleasure through your veins. You lay back on the hard prison cot, your hand sliding under your shirt, heart still racing from your phone call with Jolyne. Her voice was so teasing, playful, full of the promise that was coming soon. All you can think about is the way she said she'll sneak over. Any minute now.

A few minutes pass, and just as you start to wonder if she'll really make it, you feel something brush against your arm. Thin blue strings snake through the crack in your cell door. You sit up, your pulse quickening, and in a moment, Jolyne slips into your room silently.