What If?// WDW BxB: Corbyn-Shots

Jorbyn- Smut

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Summary: Corbyn isn't too happy when Jonah calls one of their fans baby girl

Corbyn's POV
" Bro?" The blonde stated bluntly, turning in his swivel chair to face Jonah." What?"

" You call me baby boy and princess every single time you talk to me, but not this time? You know, the same time you call one of our fans baby girl?" He spat bitterly, glaring at his lover.

" Wait... are you really jealous? Babe, it was just a joke," he sat up in their bed. Sitting his phone on the bedside table," mhm."

The oldest chuckled softly, shaking his head," come here. Let me make it up to you," he opened his arms. Corbyn stood and sat in his lap, still looking quite pissed.

" And how are you going to do that?" Jonah bit his lip, looking his baby up and down.

" Daddy's hungry, Princess," he purred, stroking his hips. He loved the way Corbyn's eyes lit up at his words." Bend over," his hot breath ghosted against his ear.

The smaller blonde did as told, hiding his smile against the sheets when Jonah pulled his briefs down. Massaging the plump mounds. He leaned down, spreading his cheeks and admiring the fleshy pink hole before him.

He leaned in, dragging his tongue over his anus. Corbyn whimpered in anticipation, wiggling slightly." Don't move, Baby boy." He warned, tapping his index against his thigh.

" Yes, daddy," his response was muffled as fangs sank into his bottom lip. Jonah smirked, prodding his ring with his tongue tip." Spread your legs." Was the sole warning he received before the older dove in.

Corbyn moaned out, pushing his knees apart. It took all his will power not grind back. Jonah lapped hungrily at fleshy walls. Loving his incredible taste and desperate whimpers.

" Daddy, God, daddy~", he whined, gripping at the sheets." Mhm, daddy more," he begged. Yelping when a hand striked his inner thigh. Jonah's pink snake pulling away slowly," is that how you ask?" The larger growled.

" No, daddy. I'm sorry," Corbyn pulled his face from the sheets. Looking back at him," now, ask the right way."

" Please, daddy. Please give me more. I'll be good," he promised, Jonah caressing his plump cheeks." Don't do it again."

He went back down, shoving every inch in deep. Corbyn cried out, frozen pools closing tight. His breathing became irregular as Jonah devoured him, showing no mercy to soft walls.

He panted hard, tongue hanging out of his mouth." Daddy~", he whimpered loudly, body tingling and cock twitching. The bleached blonde shuttered when Jonah groaned deep inside him, shaking his inner body.

A pale hand moved down, making its way to his throbbing erection. He stopped right before he touched, forcing his eyes open." C-can... can I t-touch i-it, d-dad... daddy?" He breathed out, Jonah lapped roughly at his pink cave while he thought.

" Yeah and make sure you cum in your hand," he rasped. Steele orbs clouded and lips swollen. Corbyn didn't start until Jonah did. His strokes slow and teasing, pushing him closer to the edge. He spread his pre around his red tip. Swiping his thumb over his slit again and again.

Jonah latched onto the outer ring, sucking hard, making sure he kept a steady rhythm. Corbyn's mouth was open constantly in silent cries, pumping harder and harder.

" Daddy, I-I'm cl-close. Can I c-cum, daddy? Please," he whined, knuckles turning white as he clawed at their pristine sheets. Jonah pulled out, replacing his snake with his fingers.

" Cum when ever you need too, Princess. And you can move," Corbyn didn't hesitate to grind back into his hand." Put it back in, please daddy."

" Put what in, Baby boy?" He smirked, watching him closely." Your tongue, daddy. I want you to tongue-fuck me. Please, daddy," Jonah chuckled, ducking his head and sliding it back in as he pulled his fingers out.

Corbyn came undone seconds later, crying out his name as thick, hot streams of creamy sperm shot into his palm. His body went soft, a mixture of pants and whimpers falling from red lips. Jonah pulled away, breathing hard as well.

He pressed several kisses to each cheek as well as his thighs. Bringing him down slowly, but surely. Meanwhile, the frost blonde was licking off his seaman, moaning at his own taste. Corbyn sat up once he collected enough oxygen, Jonah doing the same. The brunette fell back against their headboard, patting his legs.

Corbyn straddled the singer without hesitation, leaning down to kiss him slow and soft. Hands moved to hold his hips while his arms snaked around his partners neck.

" I love you, Baby boy. Don't ever be jealous of our fans. I don't love them nearly as much as you,"  Jonah promised, pecking his lips.

" I know, I'm sorry," Corbyn smiled, nuzzling more into him." Don't be. I would've been pissed too." The older chuckled, swallowing a groan as his Princess shifted.

" I love you, Jo," he whispered, moving again. He adored the feeling of his erection against his butt." Let me take care of that." He grinded down, smirking when Jonah moaned for him.

" All that screaming made me thirsty, daddy. Can I have a drink?" He purred innocently, ghosting his fingers over his bare chest.

" You can drink as much as you want."

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Author's Note: 10