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HOW MUCH I ADORE THIS MAN😩😩😩😩😩😩✨️✨️✨️✨️💛💛💛💛

I saw your requests are opened and I thought of submitting something! Can I request modern Jugram and a shy reader having their first time together?

THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATIENCE! I'm slowly working through my requests. It's been such a busy summer!

I hope this is what you had in mind, anon! It's my 2nd time writing Jugram, but this is such a sweet request! It was fun to imagine. I sort of took the initial plot idea from a chapter from Spy x Family! Jugram seems kinda of sweet enough to have it happen to him lol. I hope I conveyed what you wanted.

CW: none, penetrative sex, established relationship.

“Ugh, and he doesn’t even clean the toilet bowl!” Your friend exasperated loudly as she complained about her husband.

The rest of your group made sighs and noises of disbelief as they also shared their grievances about their partners.

“But what about you?” Your friend asked, turning towards you, “don’t you have any complaints about Jugram?”

“Complaints? About Jugram?” You said out loud, confusion evident in your voice.

“Yeah, you know, gripes and all that?” Another friend asked. “Mr. Hot can’t be all that.” Your friend said, raising their eyebrows.

You spat out your water at the nickname but quickly dismissed your question as your friend waited for your answer. You thought hard about it, with your friends looking at you expectantly.

“I mean, I guess he’s a bit quiet.” You murmured, but that wasn’t a bad thing to you.

“What do you mean by quiet?” A different friend inquired. “Like… does he communicate clearly to you? Or is he you know” your friend lowered her voice to a harsh whisper, “quiet during sex.”

You choked on your saliva, “what?!”

“I mean, some guys think they’re ‘macho’ or whatever,” the friend explained, “if they don’t make a sound during sex.”

Your face went warm, “I see, well that’s not really a problem.”

“Oh he’s loud?” Another friend asked.

Your face was getting hotter, “I mean, no he’s not loud.”

Your friend stared at you, watching you squirm in your seat. One friend narrowed her eyes, “is he a talker then?”

“Don’t tell me, he loves to talk dirty!” Your friend laughed. You couldn’t help but sputter your drink at the thought of Jugram’s deep voice saying filthy things in your ears.

You laughed harder at the incredulous thought, “he’s fine!”

Your friend sighed, “well Mr. and Mrs. Perfect have no gripes it seems, boring.” You friend sarcastically said, moving the conversation to a different topic.

But in your head you kept thinking about the question. Was it really Jugram’s quietness that bothered you? It was the first thing that came to mind… and well, sex… you didn’t want to tell your friends that you hadn’t had sex with your boyfriend of over eight months. You felt mortified at the thought of sharing that information so openly. You hadn’t even broached the topic with Jugram!

Well, maybe… as your mind flashed to the time you caught him changing his shirt, the way his abs rolled as he pulled the shirt over his head… or hearing him moan your name in the shower, thinking you were fast asleep… you couldn’t help but blush at the thought.

You couldn’t focus on the conversation at hand, a clear sign for you to go home. Your friends waved you off as you headed to Jugram’s place.

Jugram didn’t expect you at his place suddenly, knowing you were having dinner with friends. He noticed the pout on your face immediately though, watching you with curious eyes as you took of your shoes and entered his home.

“Is everything alright?” He asked, getting you a glass of water ready.

He swore he could hear you huff, thinking how cute you sounded, “I’m fine.” You replied, the pout still on your face.

“You don’t seem like you’re fine.” He handed you the glass of water, watching you drink it. His blue eyes stared at you while you avoided his gaze. “Did something happen?” He asked softly.

He heard you mumbling but couldn’t discern what you said, except for the word, “gripes.”

Jugram’s eyes widened slightly, “are you mad at me?”

You shook your head, “it’s silly,” embarrassment welling up inside you. “I just –” You sighed, taking a good look at Jugram.

Physically he was handsome, you and all your friends couldn’t deny it. But that wasn’t the draw to him for you… he was also so calm and collected. He didn’t bat an eye if you needed help, swooping in to save you like a princely knight. You had never felt so cared for in a relationship, but at the same time…

Your eyes widened as it clicked for you.

You went on the tips of your toes and gave Jugram a quick peck on the lips, “sometimes I wish you’d let me take care of you.”

Jugram’s eyes widened slightly, “I don’t understand.”

You cupped his cheek in your hand, but pulled away suddenly, looking down at your feet. Your nerves got the better of you, but as always, Jugram, held your hand in his larger one, giving you a reassuring squeeze.

“I’ve heard you, sometimes.” You whispered softly, unable to look at Jugram in the face, thinking about the way he moaned your name. Your face was getting hot just at the thought of a naked Jugram, masturbating to you. “You know, I can help you with that.” You stammered.

Jugram was always a quick thinker, and this time was no different, realizing what you meant. A small blush made its way to his cheeks as the two of you stood in his hallway, no words being said.

“I know it’s something I can help you with,” you said louder, a hint of confidence in your voice. You looked up at him, face hot, mind racing, but you couldn’t help but feel satisfied that Jugram was just as worked up as you, with the way his cheeks were tinted pink.

And without warning, he pulled you to his bedroom, having you sit on his lap. You hesitantly gave him a kiss, with Jugram returning it back to you. Quick pecks delved into deeper kisses, as Jugram trailed nips down your neck.

But ever the gentleman, he kept your clothes on. “Are you sure about this?” He whispered, squeezing your hips. You gasped as you felt his erection rub against your crotch. You didn’t say anything to his question, instead you answered him by pulling your shirt over your head, unclasping your bra. A small tug of pride filled you as Jugram looked surprised, but… lustful. His eyes darting around your face and breasts.

He immediately cupped them, lightly pinching your nipples. You sighed softly at the touches, weaving your hand into Jugram’s blond locks. He pulled your body closer to him, sucking on your nipples, taking great care to work you up. He then pulled away, pushing you into the mattress.

You watched in awe as Jugram took off his own shirt, his lithe, yet muscular body had a slight sheen of sweat from your early ministrations and as your eyes trailed down… you gulped loudly at the sight of his erection growing in his slacks.

“It’s alright.” Jugram murmured, “tell me to stop and we’ll stop.”

“No,” you shook your head, “I want this – I want you, Jugram.” You whispered.

He gave a small smirk, “and I want you just the same.” He pulled you in for another kiss, your body giving in to the pleasures coursing through you.

You grabbed at Jugram, your hands moving over his chest, his abs and his back. You were sure you were leaving marks, but Jugram didn’t complain, with the way he continued to nip and tenderly bite at your neck and breasts. You were also incredibly wet, the damp feeling leaving you uncomfortable with your pants and underwear still clinging on to you.

You shimmied your bottoms off of you, then immediately covered yourself up, realizing you were completely nude.

Jugram looked amused a soft chuckle escaping his lips followed by your name, “you have nothing to be shy about. You’re absolutely beautiful.” He said, kissing your lips once again.

“I’m just,” you whimpered, “I’m so wet, it’s embarrassing.”

Jugram narrowed his eyes slightly, “anyone who’s told you that – ” his voice thick with venom, as he spread your legs apart, “is a liar who never deserved to see you like this.” He looked at your sopping wet pussy, juices glistening in the light. He ran a long finger over your pussy, earning a yelp from you.

“Does it feel good?” He asked, as he continued to touch your cunt. You moaned and nodded your head, eyes wide as Jugram lowered himself down to your pussy.

Without hesitation he lapped at your clit as he pushed a finger inside you. His finger was longer than your own, as you had never felt anything this deep before. You arched your back, moans bubbling out of you as Jugram picked up his pace, pushing a second finger deep in you. You clutched Jugram’s head, tears spilling as you felt your orgasm coursing through you.

You hazily watched Jugram take off his pants, pulling his hard cock from his briefs. An unfamiliar ache filled you, as you unconsciously licked your lips at Jugram.

“This might hurt,” Jugram murmured, positioning his cock to your entrance, “so tell me if it doesn’t feel good,” he remarked, kissing your forehead. You nodded, wincing at the unfamiliar stretch in your pussy.

You heard Jugram inhale, followed by a low groan. You whimpered again as you felt your pussy being stuffed full.

Jugram closed his eyes, his brows furrowed as he relished the tight feeling of your pussy. The way you moaned his name, the way you grabbed at him, how needy you are for him… it drove him to a frenzy.

But he was also patient, as he buried his cock deep inside you, letting you get accustomed to his length. You panted, squeezing your walls around him, and to his surprise, rolled your hips. The two of you moaned at the sensation.

“Jugram, you can move” you murmured, giving him a reassuring smile. Jugram nodded, kissing you again as he raised his hips. Jugram was still worried and began to thrust into you at a slow and shallow pace. His fingers lightly tapping your clit.

Then you whined. “Jugram, please, more!”

His blue eyes widened at those words, slamming both his lips against yours and his cock deep into your pussy. You moaned into the kiss as Jugram quickened his pace. Your vision was beginning to blur as the only thing you could see, hear and feel was Jugram. His shaft was being squeezed by your wet cunt, and his fingers covered in your juices from rubbing your clit into a frenzy.

Tears rolled down your face as Jugram drew another orgasm out of you, without even stopping his own ministrations. You clung to him harder and deeper, babbling to him about how good he felt, how good he made you feel.

And it didn’t take long for Jugram to follow his own orgasm, as he pulled himself out. He quickly pumped himself as you felt hot, sticky residue cover the inside of your thigh. You couldn’t help but have a satisfied smile to see Jugram’s pink face, his blond locks clinging to him, chest heaving heavily.

“I told you I’d take care of you.” You smiled, embracing Jugram. You stroked his hair as he slowly caught his breath.

Jugram gave a small smile, kissing your forehead, “as long as you don’t have any gripes about me.”

Thanks for taking the time to read this!

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