Judar Scenarios and One Shots

Never Again

Summary:

anonymous asked:

I love you blog! I've been looking for someone to write Judar Headcanons! Could you do a NSFW scene where him and his S/O just reunited after a few years of being apart (due to war or something). Also bonus if you could have Judar put his wand to good use. If you know what I mean.'

Rating - 'Mature' for sex

Fire. That's the only way Judar could think to describe the intensity of the heat. Everything felt like fire, and it only continue to grow in intensity the further Judar pushed them. It started with the warmth that radiated from his lovers' skin as the two of them melded together, twisting and contorting against each other on nearly every available surface. Then the passion from their lips as they kissed, Judar refusing to even give them a moment to breathe, every gasp for air they tried to take fueling his fire even more.

And now, with his lover pinned under him, nude and their legs bent back so far their knees rested on either side of their head, Judar was ravaging them. He held their legs firm in his grip, keeping them still, no matter how hard their body jerked from pleasure. The sounds of their moans and slapping of skin as he pumped his hips resonated in his mind, though the sounds were nearly drowned out by the mind-numbing pleasure.

The feeling of his throbbing member pumping in and out of his lover's depths was pushing him almost to the brink of insanity. He could not stop himself, and he refused to stop, not until he was positive they were both perfectly satisfied. It had been too long, years in fact, since they had made love, separated by war and political agenda. Judar hadn't even given his lover a moment to rest before he snatched them away, secluding them into the first empty bedroom he could find.

He could care less if someone else owned this room or if it was a guest room, the unknown actually making his passion more intense. His lover at tried to calm him at first, but they were soon engulfed by his fire, unable to sway him. Judar had needed it, craved it, everything about making love with them. Their sounds, their taste, the feel of their skin against his, their nails digging into his flesh, the way their depths sucked him in and the sweet smell of sex.

Now, coated in sweat, Judar could feel a pressure growing deep inside of his hips, his mind starting to swim as another orgasm began quickly approaching. He had cum many times since they started, both on and inside of his lover through sex and foreplay. Each time, his lover begged for him to continue, begged for his attention and his touch. Judar could not refuse them, the expressions on their face and the passion of their actions instantly rejuvenating him.

As he could feel his lovers body tensing up around him in their own blissful orgasm, Judar bent their legs back even further, pressing himself even deeper into their depths as he released his built-up pressure. Relieved groans escaped his dry throat as his orgasm passed, looking down at his lover as he felt their body pulse and squeeze against his throbbing member. Their body shook and shivered in his grip as their eyes met his, their expression hazed over with lust.

Judar released their legs and removed himself from them, allowing their body to finally relax. As they did, his lover reached out for him, putting their arms around his shoulders as they tried to bring him down to them. Judar followed without protest, resting his body into theirs, propping himself up a bit with his arms on either side of them. Ignoring the sticky feeling of their sweaty skin pressed together, Judar entangled his fingers into their hair, bringing his lover into another passionate kiss.

As it started to fade, it became more gentle, the fire that had been raging slowly starting to fade. Judar soon pulled away, gently pushing back the hair away from his lovers' face. As he stared down at them, observing their features, they began to laugh softly. Scrunching his face a bit in confusion, Judar tilted his head to the side a bit. "What are you laughing at?"

"I didn't think you'd miss me so much. We had such a big fight when I left... I thought you'd hate me by now." Their eyes shifted to look away from him, obviously a bit uncomfortable with the topic. Judar frowned, gently gripping their face and turning their head to look back at him. "That's fucking stupid. You've never given me a reason to hate you. Piss me off, sure, but I couldn't hate you." Before they could respond, Judar kissed them again, though it only lasted a sweet moment.

"And you're never leaving me again."