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picture you | oneshot 1.3k

pairing: jinx x fem!reader

synopsis: a few silly high confessions between friends leads to more.

notes: getting high, confessions, making out

“wait, so, you exploded the kitchen?”

being high on a sunday afternoon with jinx wasn’t exactly how you planned to spend your weekend. however, you definitely weren’t complaining. if you found jinx eccentric normally, wait until you saw her high.

“yeah!” she sat crisscrossed on the floor in front of what you considered a couch but was really a bunch of cushions pilled on top of each other. one of her monkey bombs was held in her palm, she claimed to be working on the paint job but in reality she’d only picked up the paint brush a total of one time. “I wasn’t always this good at making bombs.”

currently, she was telling you a story detailing a bomb-gone-wrong in her words. “I don’t understand, why were you even making bombs at that age?” you laughed, finding her childhood activities a bit unhinged.

“oh, you know, hobbies — artistic expression.” she smiled, throwing her head to the side allowing her bangs to move away from her face.

maybe it was your dazed state, but you didn’t remember her being quite this pretty. eh, probably the lighting. “mmm, you sure do like expressing yourself in funny ways.”

“I like keeping things interesting,” that she did, in fact, you were pretty sure she was the most interesting person you knew.

“oh, trust me, you do.”

you stared at each other for a moment, a sudden silence coming over the both of you. it wasn’t awkward, though you wouldn’t consider it comfortable either. it was just silence.

and then, laughter erupted from the two of you. jinx’s laughter was crazed — the way it usually was with you. your laughter shared a similar quality, but it was softer, less like you were suffering from an undiagnosed disorder. you weren’t even sure why you were laughing, but you couldn’t seem to stop.

until, “wanna know somethin’?”

“yeah..?” you drew out suspiciously, jinx wasn’t one for announcing her ‘fun facts of that day’ so it was a bit odd to say the least.

“don’t sound so skeptical,” she whined, throwing herself back onto the floor. her arms sprawled out above her head while she propped her feet up against the ‘couch’. you admired her ability for theatrics.

“my names not actually jinx.” a pause, “well, it is, but for sometime it wasn’t.”

you couldn’t prevent the audible ‘huh’ that left your mouth at the confession. you and jinx had only been friends for a few months, an unconventional meeting during one of her many missions, but in that short time you had learned a lot about her — her favorite food, the fact that she wasn’t allowed to drink despite being of age, how she built her bombs, when she got tattooed, she even told you more about her past then you expected to know so soon.

in short, jinx wasn’t a private person, so how she managed to not mention her birth name, even if just briefly as a punchline for a joke, stunned you.

you guessed that meant it was something really important to her, or rather something really bad that she preferred to avoid talking about.

and she was telling you, “what was it?”

another pause. “powder. wacky, huh?”

you couldn’t help but giggle, powder wasn’t exactly the top baby name of the year, but it weirdly suited her. “a little”

“your turn.”

you froze. your turn? “what?”

she groaned, removing herself from her spot on the ground. within seconds she was seated next to you, her leg pressed against yours. you turned to face her and instinctively flinched — her face was nose length apart, so close her breath caressed your cheek with every exhale.

“tell me somethin’.” she demanded, a gleam in her eyes.

“uh, okay,” you ran your fingers through your hair, struggling to come up with a fact half as interesting as hers, “when I was a kid I stole money from my parents wallet..?”

“lame!” she exclaimed, leaning her shoulder into yours unintentionally. you laughed awkwardly, nodding along, “yeah, yeah — sorry I don’t blow things up and change my identity at the ripe age of fourteen.”

you knew your life was nearly as eventful as hers, you doubted anyone’s was. jinx was chaotic, and that’s what you liked about her, she brought some havoc to your day to day. despite your half-assed confession, she smiled, clearly entertained by your attempt.

now, she leaned over to rest her head on your shoulder, this time you couldn’t deny it was intentional. you felt embarrassed by how quickly you tensed up, it wasn’t like this was new — jinx was touchy, not for any specific reason, she lacked boundaries it was as simple as that. so, when your heart rate picked up and your face got hot, you blamed it on the weed.

“your turn.” you mumbled, shakier than intended.

her hand slid on top of yours, her nails tracing circles on the back of your hand. you shallowed to soothe your sudden case of cottonmouth. “I think.. I want to kiss you right now.”

every letter in the word was elongated, making sure you didn’t mistake what she said.

“wh.. what?” even though you had heard her clearly, it was as if your ears were covered.

without saying anything, she adjusted to face you. her other hand wrapped around your jaw, forcing you to look at her.

jinx didn’t ask for permission, and you didn’t expect her to. so, when she leaned forward to kiss you, you were less shocked then you expected to be.

she definitely didn’t take things slow either, within seconds her tongue was in your mouth. despite this, it wasn’t lustful. it was gentle in a way you didn’t expect. her movements were pensive, her tongue exploring your mouth as if she was mapping it out to remember it for later. her lips were chapped, but soft, and she smiled into the kiss.

she was still smiling when she pulled away.

you couldn’t help but giggle, “woah.”

she rolled her eyes, which you couldn’t blame her for — ‘woah’ was a pretty dorky thing to say. and before you knew it, she was straddling you, her hands placed on both sides of your face.

and when she kissed you again, you thought you were dreaming.

this time, it was more aggressive. she was messy, yet meticulously, making sure she got the most out of every moment. every time you broke for breath, you were lucky to get an inhale before she was pressed against you again, with more force each time.

it became primal, like she was trying to eat you alive. god knew you weren’t complaining.

her lips moved from yours, yet they didn’t lose contact — she trailed a series of kisses starting from your lips to your jaw and they continued to your collarbone.

you weren’t typically vocal, but you wouldn’t deny a few whines escaped you when she began nibbling at the skin. it was definitely easier to deny your blooming feelings for her when she wasn’t marking your neck and pressing against you like her life depended on it.

that’s when it hit you, “when did you notice?”

“what? that you got the hots for me?” she chuckled against you, her breath hot against your skin, “not long ago — started pickin’ up on it when you freaked every time I touched you.”

“that obvious?”

she leaned back, shrugging. “eh.”

you tucked a lose piece of her hair that fell from her braids behind her ear “when did you… y’know?”

“when I met you, blew up a building to get away from enforcers and all you could say was that I needed to watch out for bystanders next time.”

you both laughed about that for a moment, you remembered when it happened — you were coughing from smoke and had said it, she had brushed you off until you were safe from the enforcers. once they had saw you with her, you were both in trouble so you ran.

it was a chaotic meeting, but what wasn’t with jinx?

“got any more questions or can I keep kissing ya’?”

you supposed any more questions you had could be asked later, plus, you enjoyed kissing her more than you enjoyed asking questions. “no, I think I’m good for now.”

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take it .ᐟ smut oneshot

(18+), use of strap, cum eating, hair pulling, talking through it, slight degrading, overstimulation

picture you .ᐟ oneshot

a few silly high confessions between friends leads to more.

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take it | oneshot

pairing: sub!jinx x fem!reader

synopsis: jinx bets you she can take it.

notes: (18+), use of strap, cum eating, hair pulling, talking through it, slight degrading, overstimulation

“Come on, baby, you’re doing so good.” Your hands rested on pale hips as you moved in and out of her slick pussy, admiring the pool of cum building up on the sheets beneath her. “Just laying there, takin’ it,” You leaned forward, resting your cheek against her back, tilting slightly to kiss her shoulder blade, laughing as she shivered. “So perfect.”

You moved back, your tongue flicked out to wet your bottom lip as you watched how she swallowed the toy whole, clenching around it.

“Fuck,” She groaned, “too much—”

“Just cum for me one more time, can you do that?” She shook her head, gripping the sheet tightly in her fist.

“But I thought you wanted this? Isn’t this what you asked for?” You asked with mock confusion, bringing up the conversation that had led to the current situation. She was feeling rather self-assured that morning and decided to bet that she could take whatever you dished out, and you were determined to see just how much she really could take.

“I can’t, please.”

Your hand slid down the arch of her back, allowing your palm to slip under one of her braids, while your other hand got to work rubbing circles on her swollen clit. You wrapped the plait around your hand to ensure you had a firm grasp before swiftly tugging it, forcing her head off the pillow, a sharp gasp leaving her lips at the sudden pain. “Tell me you want me to stop,” You ordered in a tone far too gentle for how rough you were being, “Tell me you want me to stop and I will.”

A shaky breath fell from her lips, her teary eyes meeting yours. Your gaze was filled with a challenge, ‘Tell me to stop, go on, admit you can’t take it’. You could see how she contemplated, how she tried to focus on the relaxed movement of your fingers pushing her closer to the edge, the movements of your hips. “Don’t.”

“Don’t what, Jinx?” You slowed your thrusts, pulling out and slamming back into her at an agonizingly slow pace.

She squirmed beneath you, pressing her hips back to yours in a silent plea to speed up. 

“Don’t stop.”

At that, you released her hair from your grip, instead wrapping your hand around the base of her neck and holding her face into the bed. You began rocking your hips at a faster pace, continuing to fill her to the brim with every thrust.

The sound of her moans grew louder as she neared her climax, strings of curses and incoherent sentences being cried into the mattress. “You gonna cum, baby?”

“Yes, fuck, yes—” She came undone with one final snap of your hips, crying out as she did.

Slowly, you moved back allowing the strap to slip out of her, and leaned down to be level with her soaked pussy. You felt pleased at the sight of her — used and dripping cum. You leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to her swollen clit, a whine leaving her at the overstimulation. “You did so good for me.” You crooned, your tongue beginning to leisurely move between her folds, lapping up the cum that leaked from her entrance. 

You held her overworked body up by her hips as you moved, making sure to get every last drop of cum before letting her go. Her body fell to the bed in a limp tangle of limbs, her breath trembling as she attempted to gather herself.

“Who knew, I guess you can take it.”

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take it | oneshot

pairing: sub!jinx x fem!reader

synopsis: jinx bets you she can take it.

notes: (18+), use of strap, cum eating, hair pulling, talking through it, slight degrading, overstimulation

“Come on, baby, you’re doing so good.” Your hands rested on pale hips as you moved in and out of her slick pussy, admiring the pool of cum building up on the sheets beneath her. “Just laying there, takin’ it,” You leaned forward, resting your cheek against her back, tilting slightly to kiss her shoulder blade, laughing as she shivered. “So perfect.”

You moved back, your tongue flicked out to wet your bottom lip as you watched how she swallowed the toy whole, clenching around it.

“Fuck,” She groaned, “too much—”

“Just cum for me one more time, can you do that?” She shook her head, gripping the sheet tightly in her fist.

“But I thought you wanted this? Isn’t this what you asked for?” You asked with mock confusion, bringing up the conversation that had led to the current situation. She was feeling rather self-assured that morning and decided to bet that she could take whatever you dished out, and you were determined to see just how much she really could take.

“I can’t, please.”

Your hand slid down the arch of her back, allowing your palm to slip under one of her braids, while your other hand got to work rubbing circles on her swollen clit. You wrapped the plait around your hand to ensure you had a firm grasp before swiftly tugging it, forcing her head off the pillow, a sharp gasp leaving her lips at the sudden pain. “Tell me you want me to stop,” You ordered in a tone far too gentle for how rough you were being, “Tell me you want me to stop and I will.”

A shaky breath fell from her lips, her teary eyes meeting yours. Your gaze was filled with a challenge, ‘Tell me to stop, go on, admit you can’t take it’. You could see how she contemplated, how she tried to focus on the relaxed movement of your fingers pushing her closer to the edge, the movements of your hips. “Don’t.”

“Don’t what, Jinx?” You slowed your thrusts, pulling out and slamming back into her at an agonizingly slow pace.

She squirmed beneath you, pressing her hips back to yours in a silent plea to speed up. 

“Don’t stop.”

At that, you released her hair from your grip, instead wrapping your hand around the base of her neck and holding her face into the bed. You began rocking your hips at a faster pace, continuing to fill her to the brim with every thrust.

The sound of her moans grew louder as she neared her climax, strings of curses and incoherent sentences being cried into the mattress. “You gonna cum, baby?”

“Yes, fuck, yes—” She came undone with one final snap of your hips, crying out as she did.

Slowly, you moved back allowing the strap to slip out of her, and leaned down to be level with her soaked pussy. You felt pleased at the sight of her — used and dripping cum. You leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to her swollen clit, a whine leaving her at the overstimulation. “You did so good for me.” You crooned, your tongue beginning to leisurely move between her folds, lapping up the cum that leaked from her entrance. 

You held her overworked body up by her hips as you moved, making sure to get every last drop of cum before letting her go. Her body fell to the bed in a limp tangle of limbs, her breath trembling as she attempted to gather herself.

“Who knew, I guess you can take it.”

(a/n): if anyone wants to be on my taglist let me know!!

dt to @k1lsw

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