Drabbles + Oneshots | Got7

all aboard | jackson

smut, explicit

When Jackson first showed you the over-sized bed he had purchased for his room, you were skeptical. In fact, you laughed. But now, you fully appreciated the much needed space.

At the moment, you were leaning back on pillows piled against the headboard, naked as the day you were born. The room was hot, but the sweat across your skin was helping to cool you down. Your boyfriend had been gone for weeks and the moment he returned, you raced each other to the bedroom and lost yourselves between the sheets.

You blinked slowly, tiredly, but you knew better than to fall asleep. Across from you lay Jackson, and by the look in his eyes, he was far from done.

Your lashes fluttered as you felt a palm move up your bare thigh, followed by his husky voice whispering, "Stay awake."

A soft chuckle left your swollen lips. "I'm awake," you sighed weakly.

The hand traveling up your thigh kept moving dangerously closer and you swallowed thickly when his fingers drifted to the apex of your thighs.

"Baby," you started, feeling your stomach tighten as the pads of his fingers slipped between your folds.

"Hm?" Jackson hummed, sporting an innocent look on his face.

Your voice trembled when he touched your clit, "What are you doing?"

"Tell me to stop," he challenged.

You said nothing, biting your lip as he brushed his knuckles over your slit.

Jackson finally met your eyes and nothing could be said of the desire within them.

You whispered, heat filling your cheeks, "I don't want you to stop."

Jackson was on you in an instant, bringing his mouth to your pussy and gripping your thighs with intent. A surprised cry left your lips and you shifted on the bed, fisting the sheets for dear life. Still sensitive from before, every pass of his tongue on your bundle of nerves sent a heavy shudder through your body.

"Oh my god," you managed to choke out, your hips grinding involuntarily with his movements. Jackson took long, languid tastes of your cunt, moaning deeply at how wet you were from climaxing on his cock only moments before.

Jackson took his eyes off your mound and fixated them to your face, your features tense with pleasure as he gently shook his head from side to side. Your breasts bounced as you took strained breaths and your thighs tightened around his head.

Without warning, Jackson sat up and pulled you with him, resting on his back as you straddled his chest. "Come on, baby," he whispered coyly, steering you to his face.

He slipped his tongue into your cunt before giving your clit little nips. His hands were firmly gripping your ass, massaging with appreciation as you slowly began to move your hips. Your fingers gravitated to his hair, cradling his head in your palms as he flicked his tongue and growled like a man starved.

"Jackson, fuck," you rasped, gripping his damp, sweaty locks a little tighter.

Your boyfriend looped his arms around your hips, anchoring you to him as you became more and more sensitive. Your lower body was tightening, curling away from the stimulation of his hot mouth on your clit.

"Come on my face," Jackson ordered darkly, raking the flat of his tongue up your slit.

His hands roamed your flesh, the pads of his fingers rough yet soft. It felt so good, you felt the overwhelming desire to reciprocate.

Reaching back as best you could, you found and stroked his thick cock in your fist, quickening your movements on the head.

Jackson landed a firm hand on your ass, saying, "You can take care of my dick in a minute. Focus on coming for me."

You whimpered, leaning your head back and releasing a soft moan of his name as your hair tumbled freely down your back. Gently you rode his face, letting his tongue sink in and out of your opening. Another groan escaped as you chased orgasm.

Jackson broke from your heat with a pop and murmured, "Ask me."

"Can I come?" you choked out, shaky.

Jackson smacked your ass. "Ask me!"

Without missing a beat, you shouted, "Please, can I come on your face, Jackson?"

"Mm-hm," he replied smugly, slipping his tongue into your cunt while his thumb pressed down on your nub.

Your hips arched and rolled, falling into an erratic pattern as you felt release take hold of you. It was all Jackson could do to keep you in place as your legs shook and you instinctively tried to pull away when it became too much. Jackson tortured you even more, smirking as he sucked at your clit until you howled his name for all to hear.

Finally as the last waves of orgasm began to fade, you slumped to his side and landed on the bed, panting like you had just run a marathon twice over. Jackson turned and stared at you with lust and adoration, his hand stroking down the curve of your waist.

Your eyes fell to his painfully hard cock standing at attention and you traced your fingertips over the shaft delicately, earning a sharp hiss from your partner. You gave Jackson a lewd smirk and raked your tongue over your teeth.

"How do you want it?" he asked with an edge to his voice, rising from the bed and standing over you. He expected your answer would include hard and rough.

Without a word you flopped to the bed on your back, letting your head slide to the end of the mattress as you reached hungrily for his hips. Allowing a sound of approval to pass, Jackson gripped his cock tightly in his fist, stepping closer as you hooked your arms round his thighs and opened your mouth just as the tip of his length kissed your lips.

"That's a good girl," Jackson crooned under his breath, grasping your neck as he pushed deep into your throat.

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