#plisoed

[necrotic-salamander88]

Birthday illustration (Nov.11)

[villings]

Soy alegre y afable en el invierno, en el verano piso por la playa, en el otoño pliso los visillos, estoy como una cabra en primavera.

La ciudad me da asco. No así el río. Los ojos mudos de los hombres pasan.

Sólo se cose a mí este silencio que disfruto cuando las bestias duermen.

Soy más bien buen carácter, y nadie dice que desde que nací yo duermo sola.

Gloria Fuertes

[captzexx]

Daily Writing Challenge

Day 5 - Sacrifice 

The world was darkness and howls were wind as the sky was plunged into a new chaos.  This was the end of the world as it had been foretold if they should fail in the face of the Twilight Hammer.  And so they had failed, Coren bowed his mighty horned head and sighed deeply.  He had high hopes for this world, but one must face the fact that they cannot all be saved.  Evil must win as much as good should.  

"Isthasy."  A flat voice spoke behind the tauren but he dared not follow it, the guttural dragon language as much a reprimand as it was a request.  "What are you orders?"

The simple request was like a sword blow to the gut, his hands gripping tightly to thick copper wrought staff.  Intricate runes of bronze and iron careened about the hunk of ironwood as each shone brightly despite the blacked out sun above.  It would fend off the shadow for a short time, but by then the sky would be a mishmash of black holes each streaming forth the hungry void as it came to this maelstrom of a world to consume the life of the planet.  The feeling sat heavily on the guardian's shoulders despite this not being the first for him.

Coren let loose another heavy sigh, it had only been a few moments but he knew his grief could not control the now.  Now was the time for action.  Pulling himself straight again Coren would turn to face the armored men of his 'jimosiig', pale faces hidden behind heavy helm and mortal forms dressed in the armor of their patron.  Grunting and clearing his throat, his rough voice would rise above the impending storm above.  "Are the chosen addressed?"

"Aye, sia ith."  The forward captain would reply, his eyes steady and refusing to look beyond the tauren as he stood before him.  "The last of the Stonefist are through the portals and dispersed as planned in the event of..."

The man didn't need to finish his words as they all knew what had happened here.  Coren only nodded in return as he reached forward to gently pat the mailed shoulder of the shorter mortal.  "Indeed, then you and the others will return to the 'hrrac' and prepare for the sleep.  I will close the last of the portals and seal the exit way."

"But, sia ith, you will be alone.  You cannot possibly stand against this."  Already his comrades would be trudging forward with hands at weapons, ancient blue glass axes and swords drawn and ready to face the end beside their commander.  The tauren meant to say something further before the howling stopped and silence fell upon the world, the brown eyes of the guardian opening wide as he looked into the face of his men knowing full well what was happening now.  "Divert your eyes!  Divert them!"

To late already as some quickly cast glances aside, few others though were already dropping their weapons and scream as they wretched their helmets free to toss aside with a clank of metal and fill the silence with screams of the deep primal pit of creation.  The screams of madness resounded as the soldiers would claw at their bare faces and rip at anything exposed in some hope of appeasing the fickle decisions of what was coming through the very portals above.  Blood would gurgle from torn lips and metal would slap against hot sand as those caught in the snare of the eldritch needs of the invading forces bent to their will.

"Kill them."

"What?"  Came the shocked voice of the commander as he covered his eyes trying to look at Coren without peeking into the infinite madness above.  Already the once silence would growing into a cacophony of insanity as if every poor wretch who looked into the maw above were screaming as one.  

Coren grasped his staff and strode forward with heavy clopping hooves to swing with all his might into to the head of the first consumed mortal.  The ironwood smashed into him like rotting fruit spilling the remains across the sand in a grisly display of rot, a back swing following to smash into the gibbering chest of another soldier.  Viscera stained the wood and robes of the mighty tauren as he turned to those still sane.  "Look away.  Kill those among you lost.  We do them mercy."

Blades hesitated as they looked among them before a few more cast glances into the sky and slowly began to topple over, their voices scrambling for apology or hope or for the very mercy spoken of before.  The captain and his fellows obliged.

"Make for the chamber, quickly.  I will seal it behind you."  Coren called as their bloody work ended, now only a handful remaining as they made for the steps into the antechamber that would lead to the transfer tables.  The captain was the last as he stalked to the steps last and looked back up to the tauren, his eyes a mixture of worry and regret.  Coren laid his staff aside and embraced the man, his thick arms gentle despite their crushing strength as he felt the armored mortal do the same.  

"Si mi bivai," the warrior murdered into the gore flecked robes of his lord.

"Tir ti krethel, gethrisj mrith itov vur jilinth," Coren replied as he gently rocked the metal garbed form before releasing him to the stairs.  "They are in your charge, shadowjewel.  Protect them at all costs.  I will see you again, Arallan."

The warrior nodded softly as stepped back toward the stairs, looking to the tauren's kind face once as he removed his helmet so as to remember each other's faces.  "Ini sia tiichi sia pliso."  And then the red haired knight was gone.

Coren watched Arallan disappear into the depths for his new quest and charges.  He had sworn to the one eyed swordsman he would protect them, and so they would be safe.  Wearily a knee would taken as the sand crunched beneath his bulky form, two thick figures tracing into the sand a symbol of his timeless master to ignite the ritual.  With the symbol finished, the same hand would grasp the handle of a stone knife.  A quick slash to his empty palm and his own black blood would begin to fall, filling the symbols outline with his precious source.  As it filled more would begin to take shape and draw the life to ignite the shifting symbols, his deep voice chanting the ancient names of the hidden.  A final word spoken, there would be no more stairs or antechamber or even memory of this place.  

Gripping the knife now in one hand, the tauren could feel his own mind emptying of what had transpired.  Coren wanted to hold onto it, to remember it all, to not let these mortals or this world die for nothing.  But it was too dangerous.  Everything had to be cleared.

Rising to his full height, his brown eyes would blink once or twice as he stared about the sands and ruins of Tanaris.  What was happening?  Where were the forces?  Why was he alone?  Shifting his mighty bulk, Coren would gaze to the western horizon back toward the crater and beyond that to the wastes of Silithus.  His gaze steady for a moment before following the edge of the mountains to the sky and the great gaping hole int he sky where from beyond the dark whispers of the night came to rest upon his world.  Mouth agape as he stared, Coren felt a tug at his mind as jaw began to stretch wider and wider.

SUFFER.

The stone knife plunged into his right eye.  And then the left.  He did not stop screaming.

@daily-writing-challenge​

@gatesofthetroupe​

[yagubov]

Arada nəfəs alsan boğulmazsan. Plisos kimi nolub..?

Boğulmaq üçün suya ehtiyac yoxdu. Dodaqların bes eder

[frindleworth]

Community: Rilark di Z’ar Tobor, “Castle of New Life”

Rilark di Z’ar Tobor is a community of kobolds living in a fortress which a neighboring city abandoned long ago. The Warlock Keziah gifted the fortress to a kobold couple named Snappy and Kaching so that they could escape their meager, cruel lives exploiting travelers. Snappy and Kaching gradually attracted other kobolds seeking an easier life, and now live in a community of 19 that farms, trades, and only kills humans that try to kill them first.

History, inhabitants, & more under the cut.

History

A small band of kobolds once lived in the northern Lanthindan plains, between the cities of Graal and Striggin. They survived by enticing travelers- often merchants or adventurers- into their catacombs full of deadly traps.

One day, a slippery halfling illusionist deftly evaded their traps and summoned a red dragon into their living chambers. Though the dragon was a major image, it successfully cowed the kobolds into cooperating with the halfling’s plan. On a certain day, a certain group of adventurers; including the rightful heir of Striggin, would be lured into the deepest sanctum of the catacombs. The kobolds were to deactivate their traps as the adventurers came in, but after the halfling and his allies had ambushed the heir of Striggin, the kobolds would reactivate the traps to prevent escape.

When the day came, the kobolds did as they were told, and hid from the adventurers as they progressed through the tunnels. The Warlock Keziah, however, was too keen. He noticed a group of ten kobolds and cornered them in their own tunnel, demanding to know what they were doing. Two Kobolds, named Snappy and Kaching, revealed the halfling’s plan and promised not to reactivate the traps. Keziah saw that the kobolds lived frightened, meager lives, and asked if they would rather live on the surface, doing honest work under his protection. Most of the kobolds fled, too scared of what the halfling (and his dragon) would punish their betrayal. Only Snappy and Kaching stayed by Keziah’s side, attracted by the hope he offered.

Keziah’s group went into the halfling’s ambush prepared, and killed all of the halfling’s allies except for two escapees.

On their way back to Striggin, Keziah’s group encountered an abandoned fortress, which was once operated by Striggin. Keziah, wary of the danger he was headed towards, offered the secluded building to Snappy and Kaching as their new home, on the condition that they make an honest life for themselves. Snappy and Kaching agreed, and named the fortress Rilark di Z’ar Tobor: in Draconic, “Castle of New Life.”

When Ser Torvin, the heir of Striggin, finally claimed his Lordship, he officially recognized Rilark di Z’ar Tobor as an ally.

Resources

The fortress has a large courtyard that, after clearing away the overgrowth, has allowed for a fruitful garden. Snappy and Kaching found a small, concave buckler within the fortress, and anything planted within its “bowl” grows healthily, allowing for them to harvest & trade non-native fruits. The kobold’s former lives have scared most people away from the surrounding hills, allowing Rilark di Z’ar Tobor to mine them peacefully.

Inhabitants (all kobolds)

All members contribute to farming.

Snappy, adult male trapmaker. Loves to tinker, and quickly outfitted the fortress with new defenses and an unnecessarily elaborate cooking area.

Kaching, adult female trapmaker. She keeps the kitchen stocked with homemade kitchen gadgets, and has rigged up a sprinkler system for the garden.

Snappy & Kaching’s three young children, all born in Rilark di Z’ar Tobor: Tikk, Tokk, &Tükk.

Vorakkle, adult male sorcerer.

Jilnpel, elder female bard, finally able to pursue her aspirations as an entertainer now that she’s not scrounging for scraps in the Striggin slums.

Niceroth, adult male barbarian. Helpful with terraforming, and always ready to defend his home.

Kepp, an adult female who used to lead a group of kobolds terrorizing the countryside, and is discovering that she’s an even better team organizer when she doesn’t have to use intimidation quite as much.

Achthend, elder male, the designated cook. Notable for his deep black scales and love of food puns.

Lorit, a young kobold learning gadgeteering from Snappy and Kaching.

Svitran, young adult female priest of Kurtlemak.

Aurix, adult female, treasurer.

Caek & Garurt, warrior brothers who wield an axe and bow, respectively.

Vaex, adult female archer.

Veax, adult male rogue.

Shashti, elder female, organizes the mining of nearby hills for ore.

Darastrix Pliso the Dragon Master, who just kind of showed up one day? She has brilliant multicolored scales and the rare gift of wings, but is kind of obnoxious. Tours nearby cities claiming to be a diplomat of Rilark di Z’ar Tobor, even though no one gave her that authority.

[futplacebo]

#futplacebo⚽💙💊 Pliso🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏😵😵😵 https://www.instagram.com/p/B2TPPG6HfOY/?igshid=16rgwov3jhsc3

[thedragonfamily]

"Just try to get some rest honey, I'll pray to Pliso Irisvar for you to get better." Ixxy told her daughter still extremely worried for Sarx. Meanwhile Steel Clad was outside trying to talk to Luna.

"Jaxo is currently talking to our king about the trade deals, but he was rather surprised by the shortness of this war."

(The Dragon Family) High above in the clouds and deep below in the oceans fearsome beasts travelled to a land quite strange. These beasts were not normal Savage beasts no they wore armor made of the strongest steel, flew and swam in formation and their eyes were set on the enemies they will face.

The Equestrian army yelled out in cheers of, “the dragon kingdom is here!” Among the warriors were Thorax, Ember, the mane six, Princess Celestia and Princess Luna and Sarx. All of them were in armor ready to fight the changelings and their queen

@thedragonfamily

[eddiemunsonssoulmate]

Your public display of affection

Pairing: JJ x Reader

Word Count: 1.6k

Summary: He really wants to test your sense of adventure on this ferry ride.

Warnings: Smut, public sex

Available on: AO3

Part of: Passion lies in screams of ecstasytic dreams

“I’ve got an idea,” he whispered into your ear, sitting next to you, nuzzling your neck.

You were, in the back of Mr. Heyward’s truck that you...borrowed. Pope and Kie were up front, bickering about something, John B and Sarah were supposed to meet you at the beach later this evening, leaving all the preparations to you.

It was John B’s birthday and you really wanted to get him a nice present, so you decided to take the ferry to the next big town, grab something really cool that he wouldn’t expect and then drive right back.

You barely had made it onto the ferry, it was packed with cars but for once, you got lucky.

“What is it?” You turned your head to look at your boyfriend who was grinning from ear to ear. You knew that grin, something dirty was going through his mind at this very moment.

An eyebrow wiggle was the only answer you got before he grabbed the blanket next to you in one hand, patting on his lap with the other.

Playing along, you sat down on his lap and he wrapped the blanket over you two, making you feel loved and comfortable. There was quite the breeze out here on the water, so it wasn’t too strange to use a blanket.

People were mingling around you, getting out of their cars to check the water and waves, getting back in, some kids were running around but mostly teenagers and adults. It was summer after all, one of the busiest times in these areas.

You felt how his arms wrapped around you from behind, causing you to lean back into his chest, snuggling a little closer.

Suddenly his hands moved under your shirt, starting to grope your breasts for a moment. You gasped and the unexpected touch and leaned a bit to the side so you could look into his eyes.

“Trust me, darling,” he murmured and smiled at you when his hands went down to pull your shorts down, letting them rest at your knees.

A blush painted your face, not really sure what to think about all of this. You were in a public place, the blanket just needed to fly away by a gust of wind and everyone would see your exposed lower parts.

You had to bite your bottom lip to keep a moan from escaping when he shoved your panties aside to run a finger through your folds. Lust was building up inside your body, a surge of heat running through you.

“Oh god,” you whined quietly, everyone around you so close. He just chuckled next to your ear, the rumbling in your chest only turning you on more.

“Yes, my love?” The blonde boy brushed his lips against your cheek, causing you to shudder slightly.

Two fingers were pumping in and out of you, turning you on more and more. You had a hard time to keep still, just wanting to squirm in his grasp but he had wrapped his left arm tightly around you.

“What are you even doing?” You asked, still surprised by the whole thing. It wasn’t something you had done before. In private, sure but in public? This close to people? No way to hide in shame if someone caught you?

It was arousing and scary at the same time. The thought of being watched and caught in the act. It did something with you that you couldn’t explain. Excitement and shame mixed together.

“Trying something new. Where’s your sense of adventure?” His voice was low, barely more than a whisper, lust dripping from every word just like you were dripping on his fingers, coating them with your wetness.

He pulled his fingers out, wiping them on your inner thighs that were covered by the blanket before you could feel him shift under you, moving the two of you up a bit, his eyes darting left and right if anyone was watching at the moment.

When he felt safe you could feel that he pulled his cargo pants and boxer shorts to his knees, sitting back down. His skin was heated against yours and you swallowed hard when his dick pressed against you from behind, already hard and ready to claim you, right here, with everyone around.

He took a moment to simply rub himself against your skin. For everyone else it would look like a cute couple cuddling in the back of the truck. No one would expect anything that was going on under the blanket.

“Come have a seat,” he snickered into your ear and without even a question you obliged, shifting under the blanket to sit down on his dick.

Your body tensed when you felt the hot tip pressing against you, your eyes also on the lookout that no one would catch you or even just get the idea what might be going on.

“We don’t have all day, darling.” With those words he grabbed your hips and pushed them down on his length, causing you to gasp in surprise, almost moaning a little too loud.

You covered your mouth with both of your hands to keep it inside but that would already look quite weird if someone was watching you right now.

“My, my. You have to be quiet.” This was amusing him way too much so you clenched your thighs, causing it to grow tight around him which almost made him moan.

“You really need to stop talking,” you whispered a little more aggressively and he grabbed your hips again, the grip almost bruising.

JJ slowly started to move his hips and you leaned back into him, trying to look like you were just relaxing in his arms. Thanks to the breeze, the moving blanket didn’t look too suspicious but you were sure if someone would actually pay attention to you two, they would figure it out.

“Fucking shit, babe. You’re so wet and slippery, you’re really enjoying this.” He stated it as if it was a matter of fact. Your mind was still trying to deny it but the mix of risk and pleasure was something that got you going. You didn’t even know until now.

Your nipples were straining against your shirt, his hands resting on your stomach now, trying to stay as calm as possible while he was moving inside of you, tickling all the right spots.

“Answer me,” he purred into your ear. “Tell me how much you like to be fucked in public.”

You bit down on your bottom lip, swallowing hard at his words, another surge of heat running through your body. It was already bad enough and yet he turned you on even more.

A quick, rough snap of his hips let you know he wasn’t pleased with you not answering. “Come on. I want to hear how you love doing this. All those people around you, me buried deep inside your sweet little cunt.” He nuzzled your neck with his nose, licking your skin briefly. “Tell me that the idea of this excites you. I can already feel it but I want to hear it from your mouth.”

You swallowed down another moan that almost escaped you, closing your eyes to take in a deep breath. “I love it,” you said quietly but he just growled. “I love the idea of getting caught.”

“That’s my good girl.” He kissed your neck before picking up the pace a little, one hand moving to your bundle of nerves between your legs, rubbing them. 

Your eyes opened and you looked around again, the pleasure almost unbearable. Normally you were a moaner, quite loud and he wasn’t a quiet one either. You were surprised he was able to keep it together so well while you were literally fighting with yourself.

A knock on the glass behind you caused both of you to stop in your movements before you heard Pope’s voice.

“Hey lovebirds! We’re almost there, get ready!”

“Alright, thanks bud!” JJ called back to him before turning to you, a cheeky grin on his lips.

“Oh god, what now?” You asked him and he started rubbing your clit again.

“I want you to come at least,” he whispered and your body tensed, his dick starting to slide in and out of you again.

“We’re in public!” You hissed at him, louder than you expected and you groaned in annoyance of yourself. At the same time you also felt that you were getting closer to your orgasm.

“So? You love it.” He was right about that and he knew it. You hated it.

You leaned back against him, trying to calm your breathing but that didn’t even work anymore as he picked up the pace, rubbing your clit more forcefully and just the way you showed him. Just the way you liked it.

“Fuck, JJ,” you moaned as quiet as possible, feeling his dick twitch at your words. 

It only took a few more seconds until you fell apart around him, squeezing him right and he groaned in your ear, making you shiver.

Your body was shaking, your breath erratic and fast until you were slowly coming down from your high. He was still inside of you, still hard and it was making the whole thing of calming down really hard.

As if he sensed it, he laughed softly against your neck. “Don’t worry about me. We’ll have more time later to finish this. Maybe on the ride back already.”

Just the mere idea of it sent excitement straight to your core.

[eddiemunsonssoulmate]

Bruises and bitemarks say, takes one to bring the pain

Pairing: JJ x Reader

Word Count: 1.9k

Summary: You belong to him and he wants everyone to see it

Warnings: Smut, marking kink, possessive!JJ

Available on: AO3

Part of: Passion lies in screams of ecstasytic dreams

A/N: I was thinking about putting some smutty drabbles/shortstories together for JJ x Reader and here we go.

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“I can’t even believe you went to him! That dude is a psychopath, nothing more!”

JJ was fuming and you really didn’t understand why he was so worked up.

Rafe had been threatening the Pogues once again and you were so fed up with his behavior at this point. The two of you had been childhood friends, back when he was still a normal child, so you had hoped that he might listen to you.

He didn’t. Instead he had tried to make good use of the time you had been there with him, flirting with you, trying to win you over, fully aware that you and JJ were a thing.

Rafe hated JJ and ever since he had known that you dated the Pogue, he had tried even more to break you two apart.

“Calm down, JJ. Nothing happened,” you said almost annoyed as you tried to get past him to the Chateau. You had agreed to meet up here later with the rest of the Pogues but for now, it was just the two of you.

“You say that now! What if he would have touched you? Kidnapped you? Killed you? You know what kind of guy he is!” The anger was written on his face and for a moment you wondered if you should take his concern more seriously. Rafe was dangerous indeed, unpredictable but would he really go that far and kill you only because you didn’t want anything from him?

“Babe, it’s fine,” you say and take JJ’s face in your hands. His cheeks were hot, his hair was messy from running his hand through there too many times.

His jaw clenched and you felt it against your skin but his breathing also calmed down a little.

“I don’t want you near him,” he told you and there was possessiveness in his voice, something you didn’t hear very often because everyone knew you were his and he was yours. Sometimes a tourist tried to flirt with you at a beach party but JJ would quickly make sure that they knew where you belonged.

You clenched your legs together a little at the tone of his voice and smiled sweetly at him. His eyes darkened and he grabbed your hips, lifting you up. You instantly wrapped your legs around his waist and let him carry you toward the Chateau. 

Thankfully the others wouldn’t arrive for at least another hour.

“You’re mine,” he almost growled into your ear when he fell down on the couch with you, his hands stopping his own fall so he wouldn’t crush you in the process.

“Am I?” you asked with a teasing tone and he gritted his teeth before sinking them into the crook of your neck.

You yelped briefly at the pain shooting through your skin before his tongue started to swirl on the mark he just left, gently sucking it.

“I’m going to mark you all over. You are mine. All mine.” He sounded almost desperate and feral when he spoke those words next to your ear before moving to the other side of your neck, sinking his teeth into the skin there too.

You wrapped your arms around him, pressing him closer to you, your hips bucking against the bulge that had formed in his pants.

JJ just smirked against your neck and thrusted his hips down, pinning yours against the cushions under you.

“Stay still,” he mumbled before running a hand over your stomach, slipping it under your shirt to push it upward.

Next he bit your stomach. One, two, three times, all over the place. Leaving little bite marks. It was painful but arousing at the same time. 

You really didn’t know what to do with your hands. Sometimes they were wrapped around him, sometimes in his hair but every time he shifted it became slightly awkward.

He picked up on this and took both of your wrist in one hand each to pin them over your head.

“Leave them there, you look beautiful like that,” he said and gave you a quick grin before he pushed your shirt up further, revealing your bra which he moved down carelessly until your tits were spilling out above.

He took one nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it before biting down gently. You yelped in pain and looked down at him in surprise but he just grinned at you when he let go of your nipple only to blow cold air on it a moment later.

A shiver ran down your spine and he moved to the other breast to do the same there. Wetness was pooling between your legs now and a whine left your throat.

“Hm? Anything you want?” That bastard knew exactly what you wanted and the grin on his face gave him away.

You huffed in anger and when you opened your mouth to reply, he bit down hard on the top skin of your right breast, causing you to take in a deep breath instead of saying a word. He sucked the spot, harder than the spots on your neck and you gritted your teeth.

“I want you to fuck me,” you said when he let go of the sensitive skin and moved over to repeat the whole process on the other breast. This time you were prepared for the pain to come and when you looked down your body you saw the marks that he covered you in.

“But I’m not done marking my property yet,” he hummed against your skin and you let out a frustrated sigh. 

He was always good at getting you worked up and right now, you really wanted him before the others came over.

JJ opened your pants and you lifted your hips so he could pull your shorts and panties down, leaving them at your ankles.

“Hm, so wet for me.” He chuckled and pressed a kiss to your wet center which made you moan. You tried to buck your hips upward, closer to the face he was already pulling back but there was no chance. 

You pouted and watched how he kissed down your inner thighs. Open mouthed kisses, sucking in between and sometimes he bit down hard, leaving a lot of marks on your inner thighs.

It was almost too much, the pain of his bites and the arousal pooling between your legs, dripping down on the cushions below you. You were sure that if he touched your clit only for a few seconds, you would come apart. 

“You really like this, huh?” he asked when he watched the wetness between your legs become more and more.

“Of course I do, you idiot. Can you please fuck me now?” You literally begged him and there was a glint in his eyes that couldn’t hide that he loved it when you did this.

“Why should I?” He licked his bottom lip and looked in your eyes, then between your legs and back up again.

“I want you to mark me on the inside too,” you said with as much confidence as you could muster up and it seemed to do the trick.

It only took him a couple of seconds to completely remove his pants and boxershorts, meanwhile you had kicked away the clothes still around your ankles.

His dick moved inside of you with one, smooth stroke, your wetness coating it enough to be able to do this without any pain or stretching beforehand.

When he was between you, your legs wrapped around him and you hissed in pain when the bite marks on your inner thighs came in contact with his skin. They were more sensitive than you had thought. You almost came from just the feeling of him inside of you but you held back, wanting to wait so you could release together.

“Fuck, you feel so good around me,” he murmured as he thrusted into you, hands between your face, his whole body just towering over you.

He leaned down to kiss you but couldn’t stop himself from biting your bottom lip, pulling on it a little while he kept a ruthless pace up.

Suddenly a noise you both knew very well came up and he stopped for a moment, both your heads going toward the window near the entrance.

The Twinkie had just pulled around, there was no mistake. That old car would make the same stupid noises for the time it would run.

“Shit,” you said and groaned in frustration but then you felt how JJ started moving again.

“What the-?” you were about to complain but his deep thrusts became so intense that you had to swallow any words you were about to say. Instead you had to bite down on your arm to keep yourself from moaning so loud.

“I’m not going to stop now. I’ll mark you from inside, just like you wanted to.” That stupid grin on his face was so big and he was so proud of himself and god, you hated and loved him at the same time.

Muffled voices reached your ears and JJ only sped up more, causing you to moan around the skin of your arm that you were biting so hard you weren’t even sure if you were about to draw blood.

With one last, deep and hard thrust JJ came inside of you and you felt how he was painting your inside with his cum. He growled as he came, louder than expected and you prayed that the people outside didn’t hear it. You weren’t sure who was there, only John B, maybe Sarah too, maybe they had picked up the whole crew. 

As his hot semen was spurting inside of you, you finally let go too, coming with him together. You loved it when the two of you came together and you had trained hard so you would be able to hold back whenever it was needed.

He pulled out of you quickly and grabbed his clothes, putting them on quickly.

“Lovely,” he said when he looked between your legs, watching how his cum dripped out of you. “I wouldn’t let it run out though. They’re almost here and you won’t have enough time to get cleaned up or clean the cushions.”

The blonde boy laughed when he saw your blushed face and you reached over to pull your panties on quickly.

You could clearly hear John B and Sarah approaching now.

JJ walked towards the door and waved at them. “Hey guys!” he called over to them and they greeted him back.

You weren’t sure if you ever got dressed this quickly, running a hand through your hair to make it look less messy.

Without thinking you simply turned the cushion around, hoping no one would notice. It would dry soon enough.

“The two of you are here early,” John B commented as he and Sarah walked inside and JJ just smirked at you behind their backs.

“Yeah, I got off work earlier and JJ lives here anyway,” you said with a nonchalant shrug while you felt JJ’s cum dripping out of you, coating your panties in wetness.

Sarah gave you a look and you groaned while blushing. John B might be oblivious to the amount of times you and JJ had sex at his place but Sarah clearly almost always knew.

When your best friend saw your reaction she just grinned at you and picked the chair to sit on purpose.

[eddiemunsonssoulmate]

Passion lies in screams of ecstasytic dreams

A collection of different smutty drabbles & short stories for JJ x Reader.

A tiny masterlist itself, basically. Different kinks, sexual encounters and whatever comes up in my mind for our pretty boy.

These stories are not necessarily related, in most of them JJ and Reader are in a relationship, I'll mention it if that's not the case. It's also not set in the canon universe, most of them are probably just AUs, some more obvious than others.

You’re welcome to put some ideas in my askbox if you feel like it! I’ve got my own list but who knows what I might add with the right ideas.

You can also find all of the fics here: AO3

Actual masterlist: Click me

✤ Marking - Bruises and bitemarks say, takes one to bring the pain

You belong to him and he wants everyone to see it

✤ Fire - tba

✤ Rope - tba

✤ Locked in - Let's make this moment worth the while

You and JJ never liked each other. Kook vs Pogue. He annoys the shit out of you and yet you're trapped with him in the basement of the Cameron mansion.

✤ Pegging - tba

✤ Uniforms - tba

✤ Voyerism - tba

✤ Toys - tba

✤ Threesome - tba

✤ Public - Your public display of affection

He really wants to test your sense of adventure on this ferry ride.

✤ Mirror - tba

✤ Office - tba

✤ Supernaturals - tba

✤ Cockwarming - tba

✤ Fingering - tba

✤ Spanking - tba

✤ Denial - tba

✤ Ft anal - tba

✤ Mutual masturbation- tba

✤ Sensory Deprivation - tba

...and many more~

[eddiemunsonssoulmate]

It looks like I’ll already be posting another part of Passion lies in screams of ecstasytic dreams either tonight or tomorrow. Good, productive day.