#ramblings...to jay!✍️

[r1ddlessy]

off to the races

warnings: daddy kink, fingering, meanish jay

a/n: i really need to get back into the swing of things, but hello x

"I quite like this little number on you." Jay's slim fingers took the dainty lace of your underwear between them, rubbing with a mild interest.

"You bought it, so I should hope so." You giggled at his nonchalant attitude, accustomed to it by now. Jay raised an eyebrow and watched the elastic snap back on to your skin.

"Don't get sassy with me, sweetheart." He murmured and you nodded as your cheeks warmed. His glass of whiskey swirled as the ice hit the sides. He looked ahead, one arm wrapped around your middle as you stood between his legs. His palm patted the exposed skin just under your ass before he looked up at you.

"Take it off." Your brows furrowed in confusion.

"But I thought you wanted me to model it for you?" You ask softly.

"Yeah, and you did a great job darling." He gave you a small smirk. "But now I want to see everything."

You giggled and raised your hands behind you to unhook your bra and throw it to the floor. Jay's own hands slowly crept up your body from your thighs, squeezing at your waist as they passed. His hands cupped your breasts and squeezed gently.

"You're the most beautiful thing I've ever laid my hands on." He murmured lowly as you preened at his touch.

"Promise?" You teased and he rolled his eyes amusedly at your attitude.

"Daddy never lies, magpie." He said, his tone laced with playfulness but always earnest. Your fingers laced around the back of his neck, moaning softly as he trailed his hands down to your clothed pussy.

"Please..." You whined, desperation seeping into your tone as his warm palm laid flat against the soft skin of your belly.

"Please what, hm? You should really articulate your requests better, magpie." He taunted gently, pulling you into the cat-and-mouse dynamic you often enjoyed.

"I-" Your breathing faltered as his hand began to turn downwards, fingers splaying towards where you most ached. "I want your fingers, please." You whispered meekly at last. His eyebrow cocked nevertheless, his need for perfection in obedience evident.

"Please what?" He encouraged, eyes sparkling with a tantalizing hunger as they bore into yours. "Who are you speaking to?" He practically hissed, his words dripping with expectation.

"Please daddy." You gasped out as his first finger dipped between your folds, rewarding your performance. "Please make me feel good, daddy!"

He nodded in approval, a warm smile gracing his face as he pumped his finger into your hole.

"That's daddy's good girl." Your hand curled around his bicep and squeezed as he introduced another finger to spread your glistening lips. You mewled as his thumb pressed to your clit and rubbed it at a steadily increasing pace.

"Daddy, that feels really fucking good." Your voice rose in pitch as your eyes seemed to squeeze shut on their own accord. Jay stole loving glances in between his absolute focus on pleasuring you.

"Do you want to cum, sweet magpie?" He crooned as your knees buckled.

"Please daddy, please let me!" The fire burning in your lower belly at his touch brought desperate tears to your eyes. "Please, I've been so good!" You begged, through sniffles and moans. He shushed you gently and kindly, using his free hand to wipe away the stray tears.

"Show daddy how good he makes you feel." His simple command pulled a moan from between your lips and caused your walls to clench around his dutifully pumping fingers. Within seconds, they were coated in your slick juices. Jay pulled his fingers out swiftly, silencing your whimper that followed by pushing them between your own lips. You sucked them clean obediently, humming softly as you worked. He pulled you on to his lap before your legs could give out, cradling you with his arm wrapped around your lower back.

"You're a good girl." He murmured quietly as he finally pulled out his fingers from your mouth. He kissed away the stubborn pout that surfaced as a result. "Thank you for doing this for me, magpie." He nuzzled his nose against your tear-stained cheek, producing a giggle.

"Any time, daddy."

[theeccentricraven]

The 16th Day of Writemas ✍️👩‍💻

Yay another day of Writemas! Thank you @agirlandherquill for this tag game/writing prompt/writing challenge! If you'd like to know the rules and join, you can check out this invitation post to get notified.

Today for Day 16 I picked the stirring of darkness. I had a few struggles tonight so this is shorter than what I've done before, mostly narration. It is a scene from The Blood Cleaners that might not make much sense out of context, I know, though I liked improving it by expanding on the night setting. If anyone has questions, feel free to ask. I'm more motivated than ever to get this story written and out there for the world to enjoy.❤️🤍💚

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Before Justin answered, a flashlight beam lit across the open hole. He and Joselyn simultaneously morphed. They heard voices and footsteps above them. The stirring in the darkness came closer. A light shined down on them. The light went off. If the puddle versions of Justin and Joselyn were seen, the voice thought they were puddles of mud. The light disappeared and the voice went quiet. Justin and Joselyn waited before the noise in the darkness lost all trace. 

Joselyn and Justin returned to human form. One couldn’t see the other even inches away in the darkness. Joselyn whispered as quietly as possible, “Home?”

Justin whispered in the softest he could audibly place his voice, “Same.”

He returned to his liquid form just as she transformed. He climbed out of the hole and sped in the direction to the next tunnel entrance while she directed her way to the farm. Justin kept his attention to any sound or ray of light from another stirring in the dark. Justin sped across Corpa’s terrain, down the roads following the lights of Urbia through the darkness. Going so far while morphed risked morphing sickness, but he had no other way without getting caught like he was at the train tracks.

He was bummed that the figures in the dark interrupted them just before he could finally tell Joselyn about the mysterious note he kept all these years. Now he couldn’t fathom a way to tell her. In any other part of Corpa, they ran the risk that an enforcer would eavesdrop and hear Justin break his oaths by revealing secrets in the Steel. There had to be another nook somewhere. Someplace to hide without suspicion. 

 Justin had the feeling that his vows to secrecy were not so much to protect confidential information, but to keep the people of Corpa from knowing what their leaders had that they didn’t. Even the highest ranking surfacers would be jealous. Considering that the Steel blood cleaners knew the secrets of the Fists, it was no wonder why the message said to pursue a Steel enforcer for answers. He still wondered why the message said, “Find him, or all hope for us is lost.” Were the Fists so bad that they would cause Corpa to dwindle and die? If Justin were to have any hope for his future and that of his mamá, sister, Joselyn, and Clarice, he’d have to find answers. 

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[r1ddlessy]

go to town with Jay

a/n:title is from the Doja Cat song but "touch tank" by quinnie served as inspo as well :)

warnings: cunnilingus, soft dom Jay

"honey, i'm home!" Jay called out teasingly with a laugh. the hug you tackled him with knocked the air out of him slightly, but he quickly recovered to hold you close.

"i missed you." his warm hands splayed across your back and rubbed comfort into the skin that ached for his touch.

"i know baby, i missed you too." he placed a kiss on your forehead and you kissed his nose to make him chuckle.

"i cooked mac'n'cheese, we should sit down before it gets cold..." Jay inhaled deeply as he trailed kisses along your mandible.

"as delicious as that sounds, there's something else i'd rather taste right now." he murmured lowly and you exhaled slowly, trying to stay focused.

"Jay, the food..." your whine melted info a moan as his kisses grazed over your sweet spot and his hands trailed down your sides tantalisingly.

"you look so good now though,honey. i want you first." you bit your lip as you considered the options, before Jay's thumb gently pulled your lower lip away from your teeth.

"please?" he asked, green eyes filled with the hope of a puppy asking for a pet. you couldn't resist.

"fine, but you can't say i didn't try!" you surrendered and he chuckled.

"i know you did honey, and i am so appreciate of how amazing you are." he paused to squeeze your hips lightly. "but right now i need to taste your pretty pussy before i go insane." his tone lowered and you could barely nod before he'd pulled you into a heated kiss as he guided you to the sofa. he pulled away to kneel before the sofa while shrugging off his suit jacket.

"lie back, honey." he instructed and you obeyed, seating yourself on the arm of the sofa and laying back on it. each of your legs straddled his shoulders under Jay’s assertive positioning, high heels resting against his back. his hands firmly pushed your dress up until it was bunched on your stomach. “did you wear this pretty number just for me?” Jay murmured huskily as his fingers teasingly traced the minimal lace covering you.

“mhm!” your brain was struggling to compose a sentence at Jay’s mere touch, but he cruelly pulled away with a soft “tsk”.

“you know how much i like hearing your voice honey, you wouldn’t want to deprive me would you?” he taunted and you whined.

“fuck! i did wear it for you, i do it all for you. please, just touch me Jay!” your voice was filled with desperation and on the verge of screaming out for him. 

he merely smirked and complied, hooking his fingers into your panties and tugging them down your legs before tossing them aside. trailing kisses down one leg whilst the other received feather-light touches and the occasional squeeze, Jay was working your body with a well-founded confidence. once he’d decided his teasing was enough, he finally granted you the respite of a broad lick up your pussy. your legs twitched on his shoulders and his hands steadied them before diving back into his meal with hungry dexterity. his tongue lapped at the folds relentlessly as you writhed on the sofa and moaned his name.

“Jay, ‘m so fucking close please!” Jay nodded, understanding the request veiled behind your words. his soft lips suckled your clit as his green eyes looked up into yours. within a few seconds his chin was dripping with your juices. he pulled away with a grin, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

“thanks for that honey, i was famished.” he laughed and you rolled your eyes with a smile as your breathing steadied and your legs stilled. “i’ll warm the mac’n��cheese, you stay put.” he lightly tapped your ankle and walked into the kitchen. you rested for a few minutes, letting the haze in your mind lift. once you felt ready, you swung your legs slowly over the arm of the sofa to settle yourself on the ground and stand up. as soon as your butt left the sofa however, your bones seemed to turn to jelly as you immediately lost your balance.

“jay-jay?” you called out.

“i need some assistance.”

“be right there, honey.” he smirked proudly.

once you'd been assisted to your chair, Jay served you both your warmed mac'n'cheese. the second the food entered his mouth he moaned and you laughed.

"that good, huh?" you teased and he nodded before swallowing.

"almost as good as your-"

"Jay!" you threw a napkin at him and he laughed while your cheeks burned.

"sorry honey. the food tastes as good as the chef does."

[r1ddlessy]

$ tim klitz, percy dollarhyde, calvin weir-fields and jay as sugar daddies $

warnings:smidge of toxicity

$ klitz would very likely go into tech and could easily become successful. extremely successful. but rather than spend the money on things he doesn't want like a sports car or a Rolex he simply invests all his money into you and whatever whim you may have. his credit card practically lives in your hand at this point, always available to be swiped or tapped. he doesn't even give you a budget because he lives to spoil you, but if you start getting huffy with him he won't hesitate to cut off your allowance until you behave again. if you so much as pad into his office and look at him with doe eyes he's putty in your hands, no question about it.

$ percy dollarhyde who won't hesitate to buy you the finest clothes and jewellery you could desire purely because he can. the smug smirk he's entitled to sport afterwards certainly contributes, as he can proudly tell anyone who will listen "my darling is the finest woman in this whole town." and it's true as the diamonds on your chest and the silk in all your dresses show. but percy is also a huge whiny brat, and doesn't like not getting what he wants so if you disagree with him in any way he will put his spending habits on pause because he's sulking.

$ calvin who's steady flow of income provides you with the comfort of a large home and any luxury you want as long as you keep massaging his ego and granting him total control over you. you can buy any clothes you want so long as you let him decide which ones you wear of course. don't you even think about wearing the short dresses and skirts outside the house however. after all you exist for his eyes only, don't you?

$ jay despises consumerism but he despises inequality even more so he keeps up his side of the deal by indulging in your little whims. he'll buy you that necklace/dress/bag etc with a mere eyebrow raise at your materialism but he'll never say no unless it involves harming animals. you always reward him very kindly for his indulgences, reminding him why he started this arrangement in the first place. he definitely did it simply because he needed a form of release and with the ALF he didn't have the time to find a partner to settle down with, so this kind of arrangement was far simpler.

[r1ddlessy]

Jay, Calvin Wier-Fields, Edward Nashton and Tim Klitz's kinks

warnings: self explanatory, sub edward

a/n: i tried something different and idk if i like it? if anyone wants an elaboration on any of these lmk :) also @sykeswhalewash wrote two much better fics of Jay and belts so ty for the inspo and go check them out xx

Jay

SIR KINK

"who's making you feel good baby,hm? who's making you moan so sweetly?"

"Jay, don't make me say it!"

"that's not my name, is it sweetheart? c'mon, behave and i'll have you cumming hard in seconds my love."

"it's you, sir."

"that's a good girl."

BONDAGE

"are the ropes too tight, my love?"

"nuh uh, i can still feel my arms."

"always so humourous. you know the safeword. shout it if you need to, ok?"

"will do, sir."

IMPACT PLAY

"i'll just do five because i know the belt hurts, ok my love?"

"it's gonna sting though, sir!"

"should have thought in advance, my sweet magpie."

Calvin Weir Fields

MARKING

"calvin, that's gonna leave a bruise!"

"i know, silly bunny. i want everyone to see who owns this beautiful body."

"mhm, ok but don't bite so hard it hurts..."

"i'm sorry, sweetheart i'll be more gentle."

PRAISE

"fuck, that feels so good Calvin."

"tell me how good i make you feel, sweetheart."

"so fucking good, you're the only one who can make me feel like this baby!"

"say that again."

COCKWARMING

"don't move."

"this is torture! please, i could make us both feel really good-"

"darling, i have to focus on writing and i can't do that if i've got to fuck you at the same time. just sit pretty for me."

Edward Nashton

DEGRADATION

"you're a little perverted freak, aren't you baby?"

"yeah, but i'm your freak."

"all mine."

OVERSTIMULATING

"please, i can't go again!"

"shh baby, i know you can. don't try and lie to me ok?"

"o-ok maybe just one more."

"one and then the two after that."

"but that's so many..."

"i know, which is why you'll love it."

TEMPERATURE PLAY

"it's cold!"

"it's an ice cube, baby. does that feel good?"

"feels weird, but kinda nice?"

"i'll put one in my mouth and you can tell me how that feels on your cock."

Tim Klitz

LIGHT IMPACT PLAY

"how many was that, bunny?"

"uh six?"

"are you purposefully going lower so i'll add more?"

"...maybe?"

"you really are made for me, honey bunny."

BLINDFOLDS

"oh, klitz!"

"do you like that baby? not knowing where i am or what i'll do next?"

"please, pumpkin!"

"please what, bunny? where do you want me hm?"

HAIR PULLING

"sorry klitzy, didn't mean to tug your hair!"

"that felt good, actually."

"really?"

"oh fuck, that's so good. harder, please?"

[r1ddlessy]

come as you are with Jay

a/n:idk how i feel about this...this is dedicated to my hun<3

warnings:hardish dom jay, crying, overstimulation

"show me how you make yourself come, sweetheart. i wanna see how you make yourself feel good."

Jay sat perched on the bed as you lay on your back with pillows supporting you. your dress was gathered up by your waist to display your pink panties to Jay. the soft skin of your tummy beckoned Jay to rest his hand on the area and you giggled.

"i usually just take my hand down like this..." you took Jay's hand and guided it into your panties. he allowed you to manipulate his hand, watching intently as you took his finger and pulled it down your slit. he observed your reactions and the way you gasped when you pushed his finger into your hole. "i just pump it in myself, but your finger's a lot thicker Jay." you moaned softly as he took the initiative to pump his finger in and out of your wanton hole. you clenched around him and your hand gripped around his forearm to ground yourself.

"what else do you do, sweetheart?" he said lowly and you tried your hardest to focus despite the thick finger currently taking up all your thoughts.

"i play with my clit usually. i just rub it in circles..." Jay nodded and pressed his thumb to your clit, rubbing it in slow circles.

"like this, baby?" you nodded fervently.

"just like that,Jay..." you whined.

"you look so pretty, all spread out for me." he murmured, his free,warm hand settling on your hip and squeezing gently. "bet you're gonna look beautiful when you cum, aren't you baby?"

"i'll cum hard for you Jay..." you panted softly and whined as Jay's calculated motions made your eyes roll back. "keep going, please, i'm so close Jay!" Jay smiled as he fulfilled your request and you repaid him with what you promised. your legs shook and your stomach burned as your orgasm washed over you. Jay watched in absolute adoration as you reacted to his touch, mouth open and eyes closed in the perfect picture of ecstasy.

"my beautiful girl." he leaned in for a kiss and you gasped into it as his thumb resumed it's previous actions.

"Jay, i'm sensitive!" you whimpered and shook your head as he kept going with a sympathetic look dripping in sarcasm on his face.

"my love, you didn't think i'd stop at one did you?" you shook your head slowly and he smirked, thumbing your sensitive clit and relishing in the way you squirmed under him. "you're gonna cum like a good girl, aren't you baby?" you sniffed and nodded, but Jay was dissatisfied with your response and slapped your thigh.

"ow, i'll cum like a good girl!" you squealed and Jay smirked.

"do it then, baby." your body obeyed his command before you could even respond and you came on his fingers. Jay shushed your whines and pulled his thumb away from your clit, using his now free hand to rub the spot he smacked.

"i can't go again, Jay 'm so sensitive." you sniffled and Jay slipped his fingers into your rambling mouth gently.

"you can come again for me baby, i know you can." he murmured firmly and you nodded through your tears, trusting him and wanting to be good for him. you didn't protest as his thumb returned to its original position and his touch made your eyes squeeze shut as the fire in your belly was re-ignited. your hand clamped around his forearm as he murmured encouragements to you before your dam broke once again. "that's my good girl."

Jay pulled his hands away completely to hold you close to his chest. his warm hands rubbed up and down your back as the last of your tears were absorbed into his shirt.

"you did so good for me, baby."

[r1ddlessy]

tit for tat with jay

warnings:facefucking, cum swallowing (?), sugar baby dynamics, dom jay

"can i get that one please?"

"don't you already have it?"

"not in silver."

"alright. i'll buy it." Jay rolled his eyes teasingly at your materialism he could never comprehend, as you squealed happily and kissed his cheek.

"you're the best!" Jay blushed slightly as he shook his head.

"i'm just being fair. anything else you want, magpie?" he teased and you shook your head giggling.

"i'm happy with that and the lingerie," you gestured to the very full bags and Jay pulled you into his side and kissed your head as he went to pay.

he opened the car door for you and you smiled radiantly at him, happy to play the part of a normal couple whilst the two of you knew the truth behind your little arrangement. his focused side profile as he drove you to his apartment in his pristine suit made your thighs clench with anticipation. as he pulled in his hand firmly grasped your wrist as you moved to let yourself out of the car. he silently opened the door for you and held your hand while you stepped out.

"thank you..." you whispered, cheeks burning at the embarrassment of being treated so extravagantly like a princess. Jay walked you into the apartment you knew well by now and gestured to the sofa in the living room.

"make yourself comfortable. do you want anything to drink?"

"no, thank you." Jay nodded and went into the kitchen to get himself a drink while you made quick work of shedding the clothes you were wearing until you were left standing in only the set of underwear Jay had bought you on a previous shopping trip. you stood in the center of the room, awaiting his arrival which came a few moments later.

with a glass of whiskey in his hand, he chose to drink up the sight of you instead. his hungry eyes roved down the plentiful exposed skin and the lace that hid the rest of your body from his view. your face burned at the intensity of his gaze, still not used to it after all this time.

"you're beautiful." he said softly after a while and you shifted at the praise.

"thank you, Jay." you murmured happily. he smiled softly at how you still reacted the same way every time he praised you honestly. maybe things would simply never change. he contemplated as he sat down on the sofa, still admiring you intently. standing semi-naked and spotlighted by his intense gaze made a shiver run down your spine, and the anticipation was eating at you. "how do you want me?" you finally asked. Jay considered the question thoughtfully for a moment before replying.

"i wanna fuck that pretty mouth, sweetheart." you nodded and happily lowered yourself on to your knees on the hardwood floor before Jay shook his head and passed you a pillow to kneel on. " i wouldn't want you to get hurt, magpie." you looked up at him with adoration in your eyes and it made him avoid your gaze, feeling undeserving of such worshipping.

"can i take your cock out, please?" experience had given you and jay a guide to each other's pleasure. you for one, knew Jay liked being in control and that asking for permission drove him wild. he nodded, eyes already hooded with desire. you got to work, unbuttoning and pulling down his trousers before reaching into his boxers to pull out his hard cock. it felt heavy in your hand as the red tip leaked with precum, dripping on to your skin. Jay groaned lowly.

"you know i hate being teased, sweetheart." his tone had a warning edge to it and you caught the hint. Jay moaned in ecstasy as your velvety mouth wrapped around him. your mouth moved down his length until your nose was pressed against his lower tummy and tears leaked from your eyes. Jay kept a firm hand on the back of your head, not pushing you down but keeping you steady. he was ready to pull you off at any moment if he felt you needed a breather, or if you signalled you wanted to stop by squeezing his thigh.

"you're so fucking good at this." he grunted as you pulled off to lick a stripe up the underside of his cock. his spare hand reached out and grabbed hold of your jaw, opening it wider for you to accommodate his size. as you took him in your mouth once more, his cock twitched heavily on your tongue indicating he was close. he took control of your movements, something he reserved for when he was close to cumming already, and pulled you up and down his length. you allowed your throat to be used, confident that Jay would be careful not to hurt you.

"where do you want me to finish, sweetheart?" he asked lowly, grunting slightly as sweat stuck his hair to his forehead. you pointed to your mouth and jay shook his head in disbelief. "such a dirty girl." you shrugged happily in response and Jay flashed you a smile before his last thrust into your throat made his hot seed fill your mouth. Jay threw his head back in ecstasy as you dutifully swallowed around him and admired the view from below. once he'd managed to recover he looked at you once more.

"show me your tongue, sweetheart." your clean tongue satisfied Jay greatly.

"that's my good little magpie."

[r1ddlessy]

consequences with Jay

warnings: belt spanking, D/s dynamics, hard dom Jay

"Jay, you're overreacting." you instantly regretted the words that left your mouth and the glare Jay gave you made you wish you could stuff them back in. you swallowed hard as he took one long step toward you and had you cornered.

"is that so, sweetheart?" he scoffed. "because i think i'm reacting extremely appropriately to you endangering yourself." your cheeks burned at the hardness of his tone, showing just how disappointed in you he was.

"i'm sorry Jay..." you mumbled sheepishly as you looked at the ground. Jay sighed softly.

"i know you will be after i'm done, because there's no way i'm letting this slide." you nodded and he kissed your cheek.

"you know the moment it gets too much, just say the word."

"i'll say magpie if i really need to stop." you assured him and he nodded.

"good girl. now hands on the wall." you pressed your palms to the wall obediently and pushed your ass out for Jay. he pulled your skirt up to bunch around your hips and his large hands rested on the swell of your ass momentarily. "i'm not angry at you, sweetheart." he murmured. you smiled softly at his reassurance before you gasped at the first slap of his hand against your flesh. "i'm disappointed." he said pointedly as you whined at the sting.

"you're so mean, Jay!" you huffed and he rolled his eyes.

"we've barely started, and you're already complaining." he chuckled softly as he rubbed the spot he struck soothingly and you pushed back into his hand. one hand clamped around your hip to hold you in place and the other pulled back to slap the other cheek with the same harsh force. you squealed and Jay shook his head amusedly. "you never do think ahead when you're being a brat, do you sweetheart?" you shook your head in reluctant agreement. Jay's hands slapped your warmed skin a few more times and you gradually reduced your exclamations to grunts. eventually his hands stilled and rubbed your stinging flesh soothingly.

"is that all done now?" you asked hopefully and Jay shook his head and pulled you close.

"you endangered yourself and possibly the entire team, and you think i'm letting you go with a few slaps?" he whispered lowly in your ear and you shivered at the intensity.

"is it gonna hurt?" you asked with doe eyes looking up at Jay fearfully and he nodded.

"i'll only do three because you're sensitive and it's a first-time mistake, okay?" he said gently and kissed your forehead. you nodded appreciatively and went back into your previous position reassured. his belt buckle clinked and the sound sent a shiver down your spine. he folded the belt in half and slapped his own hand to test it. the thwack made you jolt. he flicked his wrist and a second later the belt bit into the flesh of your ass.

"what mistake did you make?" Jay asked calmly as you struggled to contain your instinctual exclamations of pain.

"i put myself in danger!" you sniffed as tears pricked your eyes. Jay rubbed your ass with the belt before pulling back to strike you again.

"what will you not be doing again?"

"ow! i won't put myself in danger, sir." Jay raised an eyebrow at the name but continued.

"good girl."

the final hit came and you collapsed into Jay's arms as soon as he dropped the belt. he held you close as you sniffled into his chest and soaked his shirt.

" 'm sorry i disappointed you, it won't happen again sir." you mumbled through your tears and he shushed you gently.

"it's alright, sweetheart you're forgiven." he stroked the top of your head and murmured sweet nothings into your ear to help you calm down. eventually, you were breathing normally and were just resting your head against his chest and listening to his heartbeat. once Jay could tell you had relaxed, he decided to ask the question burning in his mind.

"sweetheart? why did you call me sir?" your cheeks burned and you shrugged shyly.

"i don't know it just felt right." you burrowed your face into his arm and his warm hands stroked your back. "sorry if i made you uncomfortable..." he shook his head.

"on the contrary, sweetheart i actually really enjoyed it. did i go too hard?" he asked concerned and you shook your head.

"the pain isn't nice, but i like you being in control and holding me accountable." you looked into his eyes honestly and Jay leaned in to kiss you softly.

"i promise i'll only ever do what's best for you."

"i know you will, sir."