Impractical Joker One Shots & Imagines

Murr x Reader: Anytime.

(SMUT WARNING!)

The wind is knocked out of you as James slams you against the wall, and for a moment you're breathless. But as your lips collide again, you simply don't care.

It had been a tension charged evening. All throughout dinner, you had been driving each other crazy with all the little things. His smirk. Your habit of biting your lip. His giggle. Your laugh. All of these things had ended in a make out session in the car, now continued as soon as you returned home.

Your kiss is hot, passionate.. Hands clutching and exploring each other, tongues scooping, scooping. He goes from your lips, to your cheek to your jaw.. As he traces your jaw line, you let a shaky sigh escape your lips.

"You got me so hot, (Y/N).." he murmurs breathlessly in between kisses down your neck. "I have half a mind to fuck you in this hall.."

You feel his smirk as he deflects from your jaw and begins down your neck as a hot rod seems to pass through you.

He takes you by your waist, lips still attached to your neck, and stumbles to the living room. He pushes you against the couch and begins to unbuckle his belt. You stop him, face red.

"James stop." you say, handing a hand in his. He frowns, eyebrows knit, concern in his eyes.

"What's wrong babe? Am I going to fast? Do you want me to pleasure you first?" he asks gently. You shake your head no, biting your lip.

"N-no it's nothing like that.." you assure.

"Then what's wrong?"

"I... uh... I'm a virgin.." you say quietly. His concerned expression melts into a small smile, and he giggles a little. You give an uneasy, embarassed smile.

"You? A virgin? But you're so... sexy." he says softly, hands moving to your hot cheeks. He slowly leans down and kisses you, slowly and deeply. You feel your unease melt away. He turns you so your head is on the couch cushion, and mounts you gently. He continues to kiss you, barely touching you as his hands roam your body greedily. He kisses his way down your body, sucking on a certain spots, making you shutter.

"Let me help you baby.."

He smiles at you lovingly, and this time he moves to gently unbutton your blouse.

"I told you I loved this shirt... but I'd like it better.." he whispers seductively, gently tossing it in the floor. You giggle. ".. on the floor."

He reassigns himself to your neck, and begins to press feather like kisses down your neck, right down to your bra. He looks up at you and you nod your head quickly.

He smoothly unclips your bra and tosses it into a pile with your blouse.

He attaches himself to one nipple, slowly kissing it, tongue lapping, while the other is rolled gently by his soft hand. His free hand traces pointless designs on your inner thigh, setting it over the top.

He peeks up at you to see you, your eyes closed, brow furrowed as you chase the pleasure he's providing you with. You feel his smirk, but you don't care. After a moment, he alternates, his pace slowly driving you insane.

You arch your body, and you feel his hard bulge against your thigh. You let a small gasp escape you.

He takes this a cue to begin to kiss his way down your stomach, stopping at your pant line, looking up at you.

"Don't stop James." you plead, and who is he to deny you when it's clearly what he wants too?

He slowly unbuttons and unzips your pants while you buzz with anticipation. He pulls them off, tosses them to the side, and begins to kiss from your knee to your panties, feather like kisses make you yearn for him even more.

He gently runs against your panties and smiles at the wetness already building. You gasp a little, eyes slipping closed again. He presses a kiss against your panties, making you want to scream for him to just take them off. You've never wanted someone this way, and it was an amazing feeling.

You arch your body again, but he uses a hand to press your stomach down. He smirks. He gently and slowly pulls your panties off, and tosses them aside.

He stares at the sight in front of him, in rapture.

"God you're so beautiful.." he breathes, making you blush. You smile sweetly. He positions himself at your pussy.

He presses his lips to your button, and pleasure shot through you. He began to lap at your entrance, tongue shoving in and out of your pussy.

You loudly moan for him, making his boner even harder to deal with. Finally he pulls away, making you whine.

"I think you're ready.." he said, going to undo his pants. He pulls off him pants and boxers, exposing his rigid length. He positions himself at your slick opening. His brown eyes bore into you, taking in your lip snagged between your teeth, which drives him simply mad.

"Ready?" he asks gently. You nod, aching for him. He slowly pushes into you, releasing a long groan that fills your senses completely. You cry out, the girth hurting, but it was worth it for the sensation it gave you.

"Oohhh.. J-James.." you moan loudly, the sound making him moan liberally.

"I love you sososo much.." he gasps, making your heart swell. As he begins to move in and out of you slowly, maintaining a rhythm that could only be described as revering.

You slowly reach your climax.

"I-I'm gonna-" you cry, the intoxicating feeling of your orgasm taking you over. You both hit your highs together, your moans mingling together to create a beautiful medley.

He gently pulls out of you, and lays next to you, so you're pressed against each other, noses almost touching.

"Thank you James.." you whisper. He smiles.

"Any time baby."

requested: PockyPocky110