Missed you ; Karl Jacobs
Summary; in which you participate in one of Jimmy’s 100 days challenges and Karl misses you just a little too much.
Warnings; smut, oralfem!receiving, cum pushing, fingering.
Half a million dollars seemed like a good idea 50 days ago. You’d jumped at the chance to try win it when Jimmy asked you if you wanted to be the focus of his newest video idea; survive in a house inside a circle for 100 days on your own.
With the exception of him and the guys coming to fuck your shit up every once in a while.
The last time they had visited was around a week ago; when Jimmy brought a marching band to play outside all night. All. Night.
It was safe to say you were going slightly insane. You’d just passed the half way point today; and you celebrated by sleeping and planting some more flowers in the small garden you had dug out in the front of the circle.
But now it was nighttime, and you couldn’t sleep. It was hot; and despite the house having running electricity you didn’t have the pleasure of having aircon.
So you couldn’t sleep.
Not to mention you’d seen a spider somewhere an hour earlier- so you didn’t want to sleep.
You finally decide to get a glass of water, picking yourself up off the bed and padding through to the kitchen/living room area.
You grab a glass, holding it under the tap and getting some water. Not the best, but still water.
You’re leaning against the counter, eyeing your food stock when you hear the door creak. A head pops round and you’re really surprised to see it’s your boyfriend, Karl.
He was the main maniac of the group when it came to causing problems for you during the 100 days.
He grins at you, closing the door behind him and almost bounding towards you. There’s barely time for you to place your glass on the side before he’s wrapping you in a tight hug, lips finding your own.
He holds the kiss before pulling back a centimetre, whispering “missed you.” On your lips.
You’re wondering how he got permission from Jimmy to come see you- because Jimmy said he wasn’t allowed to, per the challenge of you spending the 100 days alone- when you realise he probably didn’t.
“You’re not supposed to be here.” You quirk an eyebrow up at him and he grins again, pressing a chaste kiss to your exposed collar bone.
“Don’t care. Missed you.”
You laugh, gasping shortly afterward when he bites down on your neck, hands snaking around your waist.
Ah. That’s why he’s here.
You rest your arms around his neck, sighing as he continues to bite and suck your neck, his hands sneaking up the back of your (his) shirt.
“Karl, I’ve missed you too but I’m not losing my half a million because you want your dick wetting.”
You feel him smile against your neck, hands grasping your waist as he lifts you up onto the island and he falls between your legs, looking up at you.
“Jim won’t even notice, trust me sweetheart.”
Your stomach flutters at the name; he knows you love it, makes you weak in the knees.
You’re both watching as he traces circles on your thighs, and you don’t stop him as the slide further up to the bottom of your shirt to push it upwards.
“Let me touch you, please,” he almost begs, and it’s now that you can see the outline of him in his pants; pyjama ones. He was that desperate.
You slowly nod your head and he doesn’t hesitate to reach up and grasp your shorts, pulling them down as you slightly lift your hips to help him. He chucks them somewhere in the room, hands straight back on your and feeling you through your underwear.
You sigh, hips pushing forward to try meet his hand a little more. He chuckles, wasting no time pushing your panties to the side and diving in.
You’re feeling it all at once; and you realise you’re probably just as desperate if not more. He kisses you before pushing two fingers in, slowly moving down to kneel so he’s eye level with your pussy.
“Fuck, you’re so wet for me. All this time I’ve not touched you, bet you’re so desperate huh?” He groans, and you moan particularly loud as his tongue makes its way between your folds.
You’re already close- an affect of not being touched by him for so long, and you thread one of your hands into his hair, gasping as he curls his fingers inside you.
“Come on pretty girl, come for me. Know you want to.” You moan again, scared you won’t have the words to respond, tugging his hair so you can have his face close. Again, you feel him smile into you as he adds another finger, stretching you out.
His free hand reaches up and tugs at your shirt, a sign for you to take it off and you do so. The moment it’s gone he grabs your boob, twisting and pinching the nipple and it’s all it takes for you; a chorus of ‘oh fuck’ and ‘I’m cumming’ spilling out of your mouth.
He works you through it, finger fucking you faster than ever before you eventually shy away, post orgasm haze causing overstimulation.
Karl detaches himself from you, slowly pulling his fingers out and holding them to your mouth for you to clean. You do so, watching in awe as he pushes his pants down his legs and you see the wet patch on his boxers. He frees himself and rubs his tip through your folds.
“Tried to get myself off, didn’t work. Needed my pussy.”
You smile, hand coming up to the side of his face.
“I’ve missed you too Karl.” The moment is sweet and he takes a second to kiss you before pushing in, both of you sharing a breath and moan at how good it feels. You’ve not had this for a month and now you realise that you’ve missed it. A lot.
Karl too.
He gives you a second to adjust before he’s setting a ruthless pace, hands gripping your hips to stop you from sliding all over the counter.
“Not gonna last long, god I’ve missed you so much,” he whines and you nod your head, feeling the exact same. His head falls into the crook of your neck and he’s whispering sweet nothings to you as he fucks you like he’s not gonna see you ever again.
“God, Karl, M’close.” You cry out, grasping the back of his head with all you’ve got as he pushes into you harder and faster.
You clench around him, almost finished when he curses and you feel him release, yet he keeps fucking into you throughout.
“Cum for me princess, do it.” He bites on your earlobe and you let go, crying out his name as he’s shooting the last of his cum into you and gradually slowing his thrusts.
You both take a moment to calm down as Karl is still inside you, twitching and chest heaving along with your own.
“I fucking love you, Jesus Christ.” He pulls away from you, watching as a mixture of yours and his cum seeps out of you. He pushes it back in, placing your underwear back where it belongs and pulling you off the counter.
You wrap your arms around him, hugging him for the next few weeks before he pulls you into his side and begins guiding you towards the bedroom. You both collapse into the bed, jumbling yourselves together like you always do when you sleep.
“You have to go before Jimmy finds you.” You tell him, head on his chest.
He giggles, arm pulling you impossibly closer.
“We’re not done, and I’m not going anywhere anytime soon.”
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