uhh quick and badly written setup because i'm lazy:
A'ight, b. Its you, n Jerry, n Jerry, n Jerry, n Jerry, n Jerry. Probably a few other Jerrys are nearby but my arm is going numb [insert left leg joke here] because I decided to sit in an odd position. The two of you are cuddling (because Jerry is a sweetheart, duh), but you've noticed something a bit different and keep squirming around, trying to figure it out. Needless to say once you figure it out... Well. Just read it (if you can, I know its cringe worthy). There are a few prompts, but other than that, your reactions are yours to form. ;3c---------------------------------
"Oh no! Are you not having fun? Jerry, Jerry! quickly, I-- Oh... You're red! Are you upset with us?" The Jerry you're cuddled up against shifts to get a better look at you as he feels your body tense up slightly.
His brow furrows as he sits up, pulling you into his lap. Placing a hand to your forehead, his voice drops to a level of concern as he runs a quick diagnostic. "Your vitals are spiking... Are you sure you're not upset? Jerry, we-- I, need more assistance. I'm not convinced." A Jerry joins the two of you, taking your hands into his and pulls you into a hug as he monitors your increasing pulse. Another Jerry comes in and places a glass of water and a cool cloth on the bedside table before crawling into bed with the three of you.
[Reader shortly whines in flustered confusion as their hand struggles to find its "footing" (i couldn't resist, i'm sorry.), only to end up briefly pressing against the huggy Jerry's lower area.]
The Jerry clutching you to him had inhaled slightly (despite not needing to breathe) at your brief touch. The other Jerry looks at the two of you in alarm, quickly taking the lightly quivering hand of his fellow counterpart, having felt a dull sense of... Something. "Why are you making that noise? We don't want cuddle like this if you're in pain or scared, that wouldn't help you at all. please, tell us what's wr--"
[LEWD.]
"...Oh. Oh my. How bold!~ Heh.. ahm... That would be wonderful, but... We.. We don't think you could take all of us at once; you do only have a a limited number of holes after all."
"Ohoho, is that a challenge, sweet one?" The two closer Jerrys lean into you, whispering with a tone you've never quite heard from the seemingly pure ones. The Jerry at the foot of the bed moves closer, licking his lips as his eyes narrow, slowly gazing up to meet yours. "You want us to pound your deliciously wet, warm, needy holes until our name is all you know?"
"What's that? Sorry, I couldn't hear you. Ah, what a shame. We were really looking forward to testing out our new appendages and senses." Looking up at the three of them, you in turn could almost feel a sense of processing, or perhaps... Your thoughts were cut off as yet another two Jerrys pushed the door wide open, striding into the room in sync.
[Slightly louder begging emits from the reader's throat.]
The Jerrys begin to undress you, alternating between removing their clothing and your own before each placing a kiss somewhere on your upper body. "Mh, now that's a good little human. Well? What are you waiting for? Get on your knees. Tch!~ No touching yourself." One of the Jerrys that had just joined had crouched down, giving your butt a gentle, yet warning smack.
"Don't whine. You'll get a chance to do that later. For now, your body is ours." The Jerry in front if you growls, pressing a surprisingly heated kiss to your lips as two more pairs find their way to your neck and chest. The pleasure ends all too soon as they all pull away. You grumble in protest, only to be met with chuckles, and the very solid realisation of the five wonderful people blessing your sight.
"Lie down on the bed and spread your legs for us. I'm going to move your head so that it's hanging off the edge a bit, alright? Let us know if you get uncomfortable."
A Jerry (presumably the one you had been cuddling with prior to this lewd madness) steps forward, standing ready for you in more ways than one (they alm are, really. the benefits of being a hive mind, i suppose?). "Open wide for me, my sweet. Ngh... Oh, this is wonderful. Now lets see just how many we can slide past those precious lips of yours...." His hand grasps the bulge in your throat, stroking a bit as your vision quite literally gets dually better. Pulling out, he, himself, and him all try to move into a position where your mouth could fit them all at once. Its a rather amusing scene, but your sudden gag causes them three to pull back, revealing the other two Jerrys... Ahm... Preparing themselves to take you, fueled by the sight before them.
"Only two fit properly? Well, I suppose you'll just have to wait until we're all slicked up to get any release.~" The two Jerrys watching chuckled in unison once again, stepping forward to receive their turn at pleasure. This goes on for a bit, the Jerrys having their fun with your mouth, your hands eventually being pinned above your head as your chest is once again claimed by warm, and now slightly wet, lips.
"Lets see what tasting feels like." A Jerry mumbles, your body tensing up with pleasure as his tonge glides along your most sensitive regions. A moan slips out of your throat as his tongue plunges into you without warning, searching for that little button of overdrive. The Jerry currently in your mouth cries out thrusting himself as deep as he could go as your moans vibrate around him. Through blurry vision, you watch as the Jerrys flinch, their connection strengthening as their pleasure sensors suddenly begin to (metaphorically) melt their minds.
Now being pushed into an odd, but comfortable position, you find a Jerry prodding at your hole, asking if you were ready. "We don't want to overwhelm you, so for now, we'll just attempt a 'spitroast', if that's alright with you."
[The reader makes noises of "YES! YES! PLEASE, DEAR LORD, YES!" as your mouth is still full. Goodness. These boys do so seem to love your mouth.]
With a groan, the Jerry at your entrance pushes in, moaning muffled words of encouragement against your neck as the two of you adjust. "God... You're.. So perfect. So.. So perfect. This feeling... We want it more." Several of them purr in unison, three of them having turned to leaning against a wall as they watch the wonderful show in front of them, still trading out so that no one of them reached their limit before they were all ready.
Speaking of being ready, you were reaching your peak. The Jerrys took notice of this, now all touching, pleasuring, and loving your body as the need between everyone became clear. "Our sweet, sweet one... We're ready. I-I'm going t.." A Jerry moaned, unable to finish his sentence. Another Jerry picked up, the rest nodding vigorously in agreement. "T..To cu...m... We're going to-- A-Ah! F..F... Go~d.. Yes...!" They each hissed out in their own special ways as you felt yourself reaching your peak with them. You watched as a Jerry fell to his knees, biting into the sheets in an attempt to muffle his beautiful sounds. His counterparts barely stood themselves, the release tiring out their processors as they eventually a climbed into bed with you. "Exhaustion... Is fun." One muttered, snuggling into you as another had tucked himself into your belly, hugging your hips to him. A cuddle fest ensued, despite your protests of needing a shower (met with several sleepy voices stating "Ehh... Do it later. This is more important.") and you yourself eventually dozed off, smiling all the while as you listened to the soft heartbeats (pump-beats?) of your loves.
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[a/n:]
this took me a whole friggin hour to write holy moly...... well, it's now 1 am so i hope you enjoyed it! yes yes i know they're precious babies but shus h let me express myself )':<
if i had one wish it would either be for mr. bosch to find this and like it (or disapprove of it, who knows? i'm more inclined to believe that he'll be disappointed if he finds this) or to never see this horribly written horny trash.
YOU ARE READING
jerry x reader LEMON
Romancei honestly have absolutely no clue as to what i'm doing. i just... have an admiration and attraction for mr. bosch and the bouncy baby boy.