#jesse pinkman smut

[an-angel2u]

can you do a Jesse pinkman c fem! Reader with fluffy and smut?

long day || j. pinkman

warnings: cockwarming, dry humping, fem!reader, kinda sub!jesse?? i was high and running on a few hours of sleep when i wrote most of this, sorry if it’s bad!

you were exhausted, unbelievably exhausted. you had a hate-love relationship working as a magazine editor. it was easy yet draining, your (male) coworkers annoyed you to death. they were all incredibly insufferable.

alas, you made it back home in one piece. back to jesse.

it was freezing cold by the time you got home, your legs were exposed under your pencil skirt. you had forgotten your blazer back your own place and didn’t bother going back to get it, thinking you’d be fine.

you stumbled into the house, you could barely wait to get those restricting heels off your feet. “hi jess.” you huffed, slamming the door behind you. you fell to the floor and popped your shoes off.

“hey baby.” he sat up from his slouching position, fixing his hair looking at you. “long day?” he added. “you wouldn’t believe.“

you unzipped your skirt and pulled it off, not caring that you’d be in your blouse and pantyhose. “i hate dressing up like this…” you spoke sluggishly, sliding your feet across the hardwood floor and walked over to jesse and straddled his lap.

“you look beautiful either way.” he played at your thighs, pinching the pantyhose and pulling them up, letting them tap back on your skin.

“you smell good.” your face was in his neck as you began to grin against his skin. “yeah? i tried some sample cologne from those magazines you brought home.” he smiled, rubbing your backside.

“smells really good, jess.” you hummed, feeling slightly aroused by his scent. you felt his low groans vibrate through his throat. “jesse… can we try something…?”

“what’s that?” he ran his fingers all the way down to your ass, only to keep his hands there and rub the pads of his thumbs. “where i sit on your dick… and you don’t move… just sit there…”

“are you tryna to torture me, baby…?” he chuckled. “it’s supposed to feel good, trust me.” you smiled, sitting up from the perfect space where your head could fit.

jesse’s head raised up from the cushion for his lips to kiss yours. you dissolved into his touch, your eyes closed slowly with your hands wandering under his shirt.

you pulled back and started to rocked your hips along his clothed length. you loved how sensitive jesse was, how helpless he could become in an instant. you watched as jesse sunk his teeth into his bottom lip.

it felt nice on your end, the fabric rubbing against your clit. the tingling sensation became acute causing you to moan with lust. your face found home in his neck once again as you continued grind against him.

“can we start this… torture— whatever you call it?” he laughed through his desperate tone. you nodded before pooling your panties and pantyhose at the bottom of your feet, stepping out of them. you watched jesse struggle to pull his basketball shorts off, successfully getting them down to his ankles.

“so you just— go commando in your basketball shorts huh…?” you giggled crawling back on jesse, sneaking your hands to his shaft, stroking him slowly.

“focus on me… okay?” your glossy eyes met with his, he was in a short moment of bliss before coming back to reality to answer. he nodded with quick “ok’s” falling from his mouth.

you placed your middle and ring finger in your mouth, swirling your tongue around the digits. you pulled your fingers from your lips and spread your saliva all around jesse’s cock, mixing your saliva and his pre-cum together.

you lined your entrance up with his tip, lowering yourself onto him. you watched as his mouth went agape from the pleasure he received from your wet, warm walls.

“shit— and you’re not supposed to move..?” he spoke, his hands sliding up and down your waist. you supposed it was a self soothing technique. “nah-uh. just relax, jesse. keep watching that movie…”

you laid your head down on his shoulder, your hand snaked around to play with his hair. the feeling that was slight pain had melted into a peaceful pleasure.

jesse was holding up pretty well from what you could tell. he was very silent, every now and then when your walls tensed, he would whimper. other than that he was quiet.

your lids became heavier by the minute. your mind wandered farther and farther away from the fact that you were filled up by jesse’s length. the last thing you remember was the soft scent of tester cologne jesse had displayed on his neck and collarbones

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[depressopax]

Being in a relationship with Jesse Pinkman would include...

SFW version only + extra headcanons (Smut version can be found here) Pairing: Jesse x gn!reader Genre: Fluff Warning(s): Breaking bad spoilers!  Mentions of alcohol, drugs and injury Mentions of trauma Words: 1336 Summary: What would dating Jesse Pinkman be like? English is not my first language so please let me know if I make any mistakes so I can evolve as a writer! :)

He would just LOVE having you around. All the damn time.

For example: When he throws parties in his house, he’ll have you by his side all the time. 

“But Jesse… I need to work!” “Work can wait, babe. I’m having a party!” “But…” “Pleaseeee! It’s not a good party if you’re not around…” “...Fine.”

When he falls in love, he falls hard.

Even if you’ve dated him for a short while, he would express his love for you early on.

He would be very insecure at the beginning of a relationship, so he needs lots of reassurance that he’s doing the right things etc.

He’ll brag about you for everyone, ALL THE TIME.

Jesse: “I’m telling ya! My partner is the best. Skinny Pete and Badger: “...Here we go again.” Walter: “I literally don’t care. We have work to do!”

His love language is touch. Every opportunity he gets, he wants to touch you (with consent ofc) This includes:

- Holding your hand when walking

- When sitting down, he’ll either make sure your legs are touching

- …Or have his hand resting on your thigh. 

- He loves having you sit in his lap, so he can cuddle you and rest his face against your neck. It relaxes him.

Jesse doesn’t mind PDA. He likes showing his you off. He often feels like you are “too good for him”, and therefore wants to brag, because he has such a wonderful (and hot) partner. 

He tends to get awkward when you call him nicknames or show him affection around his friends, since they tease him for being “a simp”.

You like it tho. 

Sometimes you’re extra “lovey-dovey” towards Jesse when his friends are around, just to tease him and watch him blush. 

Since Jesse earns lots of money in the meth business, he would buy you expensive gifts. 

…And make lots of impulsive purchases. 

You try making him stop spending so much money on gifts, but even if he promises to stop, he doesn't… 

He LOVES seeing you wearing his clothes. And if you don’t, he would probably ask you to wear his shirts, when sleeping etc. He just enjoys the sight of it, and for him, it’s the most adorable thing.

His phone would be full of selfies of you and him, but mostly pictures of you. He’s the guy to make you his lockscreen.

The two of you have a playful banter. There’s lot of teasing going on, and you have inside jokes (most of them are mocking Walter together)

He likes playing video games with you. This would be the one of the few times he’s rude. He is very competitive and tends to take games a bit too seriously. 

If he wins the game, he won’t shut up about it. He’ll tease you for it, until you tell him to shut the hell up

…If he loses, tho… He’ll be a baby about it. 

“Impossible! You cheated!” “I’m just better than you, Jesse!” “Yeah, right…” “...Are you mad at me?” “...Maybe”

If you don’t like alcohol and drugs, he would try to not use it in front of you. He would try quitting, but it would be a long journey. He hates seeing you worried for him, and that would be a motivation for him to quit, or at least try.

When cuddling and sleeping - He doesn’t care if he’s the big or little spoon. Whichever you prefer.

Comforting each other. 

Whenever you’re sad or angry, Jesse does everything to cheer you up. He tends to get awkward when someone cries, so he doesn’t know how to react. But he always does his best to cheer you up. 

He would want to introduce you to his friends. He wants everyone to know how amazing you are. 

He also likes the idea of being able to hang out with his friends and his partner at the same time.

But this would also include jealousy and Jesse being overprotective. 

He doesn’t like being the possessive boyfriend type, but if one of his friends tries hitting on you, he'd stare them or “playfully” threaten them. 

If someone flirts with you when he’s around, he either gets really insecure, or will just simply walk up to you and be affectionate (basically his way of saying: “They’re mine, back off bitch”)

This also includes his work. In dangerous situations, he prioritizes your safety before his own. 

…Although you’d probably end up being the one protecting him.

He would probably try keeping the relationship with you a secret, since he’s scared you’ll become a target.

At first, Jesse tried to lie about his career, but him being away for such a long time everyday made you suspicious.

The last thing he wanted was for you to think he was cheating. Afraid of losing you, he decided to tell you the truth.

You were shocked, of course. 

…But most of all, you were concerned. Knowing how dangerous his work is, and how he risks going to jail or getting killed, you got very worried for him.

It would probably lead to arguments, since you both are so concerned for one another. 

Learning he’s too stubborn to quit, you give up the attempts to convince him.

But he would definitely make promises to you, that he will be careful, and not shut you out.

Jesse wants good communication with his partner, and the two of you would always be honest, and never keep secrets from each other. 

In his free-time, he spends a lot of time with you. 

If you guys don’t share the same interests, that’s ok with him.

He tries being a supportive boyfriend, and you’re the one to decide where to go and what to do. 

This includes small, simple things, such as: Food, movies, music and games.

Even if he’s bored, he’ll try to not show it. (...Although he would fall asleep against you when watching your favourite/”boring” movies)

Date nights include going to loud parties and getting wasted, going to a bar or restaurant etc…

But it can also be “calm” dates - watching movies at home and eating snacks or playing video games. 

This man gets beaten up ALOT. He tries hiding it from you (but fails in every way). You are the one that patches him up and cleans his wounds.

At first, he thought it was embarrassing that his partner had to take care of his wounds, but he grew to like it.

Having you tending him feels good.

…And he loves watching your focused face when you clean his wounds and patch him up if needed.

Jesse also enjoys hearing you mutter threats against the person that beat him up. 

He may be protective over you, but you’re also very protective over him. 

His “enemies” are your enemies. 

When moving to Alaska, you would come with him.

He refused at first, since he was scared that something would go wrong.

But it was the opposite. You both got a fresh new start, and under new identities, you guys could finally have a normal life.

He wants to take things slow, but he also wants to marry you one day.

And eventually start a family too, if you want to. He wants to have children with the person he loves, and be able to give them the life he never had.

He would be such a good dad omg

After all the stress and trauma he’s been through, he just wants to “settle down” and live a calm life together with you. 

He would also want pets lol

I see him as a dog person, so he would definitely, with or without your liking, buy a dog. 

(Going out on long walks at winter with the dog <3)

He has lots of trauma, and has moments where he doubts himself and has breakdowns, but having you around helps him alot.

Of course, you are always there to support him and help him through difficult times. 

…Basically: Your relationship would be so pure, dramatic but sweet.

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[swaggirlzz]

MEXICAN RADIO ;; jesse pinkman smut alphabet !

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

jesse might forget ab aftercare ,, so u have to remind him sometimes . but overall king of aftercare !!

B = Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

jesses favorite body part on himself is probably his hands , how big they are , his rings ( and how u squirm a little when they press into your neck ) and how easily he can pleasure u w jus his fingers .

his favorite body part on you tho , your boobs and your thighs . both of them r so soft n plush and he could get off on jus ur thigh w/o hesitation

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

he loves to lick up your cum after eating you out . doesn't really care that much about cum , but he does get an ego boost when u squirt

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

has so many polaroids of u naked it's insane, some of it is jus when you're undressing, or in the middle of sex, ( when ur cumming, etc . ) or even jus ur hickeys !

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

has a shit-ton of experience , silently brags ab it ngl

F = Favourite position (this goes without saying)

missionary, doggystyle , he's kinda basic . but reverse cowgirl , or just when u ride him in general he will be in heaven,

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

only rlly goofy when you both jus got high . overall he's pretty intimate , will only crack jokes if u do

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

barely ever shaves . very rare when he does, bro almost has a bush

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

SUPER romantic during sex , it feels awkward when he isn't . unless he's feeling lazy or u guys r having sleepy sex .

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

it isn't surprising that jesse gets horny quickly , he jacks off ALOT , nearly twice a day . he's done it less now that you're around, but sometimes he doesn't wanna bother you

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

public sex, loves the thrill of being worried that someone'll catch you two , sometimes tempted to be loud on purpose

DOMINANCE. DOM AND SUB he will go FERAL if you're being dominate, make him whimper he will cum in his pants. he also loves being dominate, hearing your little moans of pleasure and annoyance as he edges you <3

bondage .. gags, ties, etc he loves them sm,

L = Location (favourite places to do the do)

public restrooms, dressing rooms, his couch, the backseat of his car, but his favourite place has to be the shower . something ab it jus makes you irresistible ( but when aren't you? )

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

anything about you is enough to get him horny , but you jus running your hands all around his body while making out REALLY turns him on . & the tiniest bit of grinding

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

waxplay, bloodplay, anything that can physically hurt you he refuses to do . he will nearly cry . nothing can convince him

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

a fucking god w his tongue , BEGS you to sit on his face . loves the taste of you . does love when you give him a blowjob , but he'd much rather eat you out for HOURS

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

slow, sensual and a bit sloppy , unless he's mad or something , he's pretty rough and fast .

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

ADORES quickies , they're his favorite thing ever . gets randomly turned on so it's kinda often , quickies are amazing w him

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

he's down to try anything with you , but overall depends on how crazy he thinks it is and how much you wanna do it .

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

can go up to four rounds if he really missed you ,

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

really likes to use toys on you , vibrators, dildo's anything . he's down to try a few on himself but he doesn't really care for the idea .

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

if he's mad at you , then he is pretty unfair but it's mainly to see you beg . but if you're being unfair , it will leave him a sobbing , whining mess

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

not really that loud , just a few grunts and groans and little bit of whimpers . but if you're being dominate he will let out the loudest high pitched whines

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

all of his playboy magazines and porno's are replaced with photos and video's of you . kinda wants to make a sextape with you for personal reasons

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

he is fucking PACKINGG, thats all i can fr say

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

has a pretty high sex drive , can get horny at any time, any where . don't underestimate him

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

he will fall asleep so quickly . during aftercare you two take a warm bath so mixed with that is jus pure euphoria, being cuddled up to you during post-nut clarity he falls asleep easily, which is usually hard for him

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[incubum]

i beg of you to write some submissive jessie pinkman smut. i need him to whimper and beg

jesse definitely likes to feel big in the bedroom from time to time but sometimes he really, really likes when you just fucking break him.

i think maybe he's had such a terribly rough day at work and he comes home to you, collapses in your arms and buries his face in your neck. he's generally whiny and needy after work but it's not usually this bad. sometimes, but not normally.

you give him kisses and snuggles, and that leads to both of you stripped to minimal clothing and being all over each other on the couch. you wrap your hand around his needy cock and he squeezes his eyes shut, gasping, and gripping your upper arm.

"jesse...look at me baby."

his eyes flutter open, mouth agape, as you agonizingly slowly stroke his cock. when he makes eye contact with you, smiling sweetly at him, it makes him completely melt. he gets whiny and vocal, whimpering and moaning and bucking his hips against your hand to get some kind of extra friction <3

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[gegewrites]

Jesse Pinkman- Mr.Whites daughter

Just smut, just smut. I’m in love with Jesse, I’d risk it all for Aaron Paul ngl.

This peice is part of a larger series called mr.whites daughter that I’m working on, gonna post when it’s close to completed

Your pov-

5pm-

I decided to take the afternoon shift at work because I was going to jesses tonight to watch a movie and eat takeout and mutually forget everything that's happened in the last two days, such as the bathtub incident, the man in the basement, the fact that he was no longer selling his house, oh and how he’s cooking meth with my dad. Jesse and I use to date in highschool, from sophomore to senior year, we split up when I went to college for pharmaceutical chemistry and so yess I stoped out my sophomore year and started working at a bar. Never told my parents.

I parked my car in the driveway, turned the engine off and I saw the door open. Jesse was standing there in his red long sleeve and his black jeans. he had a smile on his face as I closed the door, holding a 6 pack in one hand.

"Yo I think I have a boner." He laughed as I locked my car and walked over.

"For me or this?" I held the 6 pack up.

"Both I think." I laughed as I walked past him into the house. He closed the door behind us and i put the 6 pack on the coffee table. I felt his hands on my waist as I took my phone and wallet out of my pockets.

"Hi Jesse." I spin around and in grip and tossed the items in my hand onto the couch.

"Hi (y/n)." He mimicked me with a  smile. I stood on my toes a bit and caught his lips on mine. He leaned down as he returned it, his hands holding me closer to him. I snaked my arms over and around  his neck, and smiled into the kiss. We broke it off a few seconds later and he looked at me with blue eyes glazed over in a  look I've been craving since I last saw him. I couldn't help but steal another.

"I'm in love with you." I whispered.

"Same." He whispered back,"but!" He picked me up and I gasped as I wrapped my legs around his waist and laughed, I held onto his shoulders tightly,"you're here now yo, you ain't leavin for college or some shit so you can't leave me now."

"Last time I checked, you said it was better if I just left you so you didn't distract me." I raised my brow and he rolled his eyes.

"We work together now bitch." He laughed and gave me a kiss,"work place PDA now."

"Not for awhile."

"Ya okay, whatever you say yo." He started waking away from the couch.

"Jesse?"

"Let's get baked and roll one out first." He winked, as he walked down the shirt hall to the stairs.

"Fine." I sighed jokingly and hugged onto his as he walked up the stairs, I knew he wouldn't drop me, he was strong then he looked but it didn't stop the nervousness of it,"please don't me please don't drop me."

"I ain't dropping you till I get you to my bed."  His hand moved from my back to the back of my neck and his other sat under my ass holding me up. He placed a kiss on my shoulder as he turned down the hall to his room.

I kissed his neck as he walked into his room and instead of dropping me in the bed. He sat down and held me close as I straddled him thighs, my lips kissing his neck and his jaw, not nipping him just kissing, until His hand tangled into my hair, holding me closer to his neck. So I took it as the signal to just bite him and I did, right on his pulse point.

"About Fuckin time." He groaned, my teeth nibbled on his skin sucking it, creating that famous hickey he always had when we were dating. I licked it and blew on it and he sighed rolling his head back a bit more as I kissed it.

"Mine now bitch." I whispered into his ear as he placed a firm grasp on my ass. He pulled me away from him by my hair and made me look at him. His tongue swiped over his bottom lip slowly and he bit as he looked in my eyes. My clit  throbbed immediately and he smirked and came to kiss my neck, titling my head a bit to get the area he wanted. His kissed his trail to the area, from my collar bone, to my pulse, and down to where my shoulder Met my neck. I moaned as sucked and nibbled on the area, he used the hand on my ass to start making me grind on him slowly yet hard, I took over at action as his tongue licked my skin and his hands moved from their positions and sat on my waist.

"I've been dreaming of this for awhile." He kissed my jaw,"every night," he kissed the other side of my neck," Wakin up thinking you're right there next to me again."  He kissed right where my v line ended,"makin me feel like a Fuckin teenager."

"Let's be honest, you're still one." I giggled and she scoffed, giving me his famous side smile.

"I don't fuck like one." He shook his head.

"Mmm tell me more." I put on s porn star accent and he laughed as he pulled my shirt up and off. I didn't have a bra on, this shirt was a bit tight so it held them pretty well, and..

"You got them pierced."  He said in aww and I felt him grow harder under me.

"I got them done when I dropped out." His hands moved up my waste, over my ribs and he took them into his hands, admiring them.

"They're Fuckin gorgeous." He practically drooled and his didn't seem to notice the piercings I had in. I got them custom made, it was a J and a P decorated in red garnets.

"Glad you like them."I pushed my chest into his hands, his thumbs massages them and then  he let out a slight gasp.

"Oh my god, yo are those my initials?" He asked, his eyes darting from my boobs and to my eyes.

"Yes." I nodded.

"When the hell did you get those?"

"I got them a few months ago." I admitted.

"How often do you wear them?" His thumb brushed over them in a circle and i sharply exhaled from mh nose.

"A lot." He smirked, boring his rings in between his teeth.

"I'm gonna fuck you so good now."  He quickly rolled us over so I was on my back.  I let my arms drop over my head as his right hand massaged my boob and his to he licked the other one. His tongue flicking over it.

"Jesse." I moaned as he switched the other nipple, showing it equal attention.

"You're so fucking hot."  He growled as he kissed down my ribs, his fingers hooking into my belt loops as he looked up at me. I looked down at him, biting my lips and propping myself up on my elbows.

"What?" He unbuttoned and in zipped my jeans and shrugged,"Jesse?"

"I'm just thinkin." He grinned as he pulled my jeans down my legs leaving me in my black lace thong,"ah shit!"

He fell onto his ass and laughed.

"What the fuck Jess." I laughed.

"This just keeps on getting better and Fuckin better yo!" He got back onto his knees and pulled my legs over his shoulders from the back of my knees. I laughed and threaded my fingers through his hair as he kissed the inside of my thigh.

"I love you." I awed and felt him smile on my skin, planting kisses and he placed his final one right over my lace covered clit. I moaned as his index and middle finger hooked onto my thing and moved it out of way, wasting no time to dip his tongue to my clit and gave it a ohard lick,"fuuuck."

I pushed my hips into his face, and let out a whine.

"Fuckin A." His face left your thighs and his fingers hooked into hem of my thong and pulled it down my legs letting my legs fall but not for long as he quickly put them back and resumed his position,"you taste so good."

I couldn't help but moan as he sucked and licked my clit, altering between the two.

"Oh god Jesse." I grabbed onto his hair and he groaned,"oh shit."

One of Jesses hands that sat on my hip, slid on of my legs off of him, pushing my knee to my chest a bit, his index and middle finger circled around my drooling heat and then he slid the right in. My back arched off the bed and I moaned as i he started to work his fingers fast, already curled and hitting my gspot.

"Oh my goood!" I gasped in the Moan as he gave my clit a hard suck.

"So Fuckin good Baby." He praised, leaving my clit but he kept his fingers moving inside of me, he held onto my thigh as he pushed it closer into me as he came down to my lips and kissed me. His lips and tongue tasted like me and I loved it. I cupped just face his face with my hand and moaned as I felt a familiar hear start building.

"Ahh god Jess." I moaned as he kissed my jaw.

"You gonna cum for me?" He whispered into my ear and I nodded,"you are huh?"

"Yes Jesse fuck." I ground my hips into his hand and he picked up the pace s little, and added a deeper curl, hitting exactly where he needed to,"oh my god!"

He went back down to clit, sucking on it harshly. My hee dug into his back snd my hands balled up the comforter. Loud and erotic moans fell from my lips.

My orgasm hit me like a tsunami, literally. My back arched off the bed as moans and his name and swears spewed from my mouth as he continued fingering and eating me out. I could feel how wet the Inside of my thighs were, and could only imagine how wet his jaw and chin was.

He stopped slowly after, letting my leg drop from his shoulder as I heard him laugh.

"I've missed that." I opened my eyes a bit and saw him smilies at me with that cheeky grin, his red long sleeve was wet around the collar. He wiped his chin and jaw with his sleeve and he took of the peice of clothing off, exposing his nice ass body underneath it. I sat up and undid his belt as he pet my hair, I looked up at him meeting his blue eyes and unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. He pushed me down as he took his jeans and his boxers off, exposing his hard cock.

"I wanna ride you." I sat up,"please."

"Say less." He chuckled sitting down and I straddled him. His cock restung against my stomach as his Hands sat on my waist. I lifted myself up a bit using my grasp on his shoulder, with my free hand I lined him up. He moaned as I lowered down onto his tip and I rested my forehead on his shoulder.

"Fuckin hell." I moaned as he lowered me down another inch, giving me a few seconds to adjust. White boy was packing.

"Take me so well babe." He hissed as he lowered me down a lot more this time,"so good."

"Forgot how good you felt." I whispered and kissed below his ear as he dropped me all the way down, sheathing him completely. I let out a moaned gasp as he stretched me to fit him.

"Good girl." He rubbed my back,"such a good girl."

He started moving em slowly, I sat up, pushing myself into him as my head rolled back. His cock was hitting everything, I could feel his veins against my velvet walls.

"Damnit." I groaned as he held onto my hips tighter and moved me a bit faster, adding in a hard thrust down,"Jess!"

"Come on, take it, you know you can." He placed a broad lick up the center of my neck and he bounced me harder, pulling me up so only his tip was in me and then all the way down to his balls,"just like that baby."

"Holy fuck." I whimpered out as I took a hit more control, adding a fast speed and a light grind which case him to let out a eye rolling moan.

"Goddamn bitch." He thrusted up into me, causing me to almost see stars,"like that bitch?" He obviously saw how my body reacted to that and loved it cause he did it again,"you do huh?"

"Ye-es!" I moaned he dropped me down in his cock harder a few more times before flipping us over so he was on top.

"Then I'm gonna Fuckin give it to ya." He set the pace, a nice even thrust that ended hard and made my boobs bounce and made me grab onto the comforter and his arm that was propped over my head. My legs were wrapped out his waist. The angle that was was thrusting into me was pure bliss. He was hitting every good spot imaginable.

With the orgasm he gifted me with previously I wasn't gonna last very long, he could tell, my hands we gripping onto him for dear life, I moaning loudly, my back was arched off the bed. He was also getting closer, his hand on my thigh was gripping me tighter, he was moaning and groaning louder and more eroticly.

"Gonna make this-this  pussy mine again." He groaned,  my nails raked up his back in response.

"Please." I whispered,"Aah fuck! Fu-uck!"

"Cum for me, show me who's you are bitch." He growled into my ear and I did just that.

I held onto him and he dropped to his elbow to hold me closer to him, his hand moved from my thigh and under my back, holding my stomach to him. My eyes were clamped shut, as wave after wage of pure ecstasy shot through me.

He fucked me through my orgasm before cumming deep inside of me, thrusting slow as he did.

"God fuuuck." He groaned, his forehead was resting my chest in between my boobs. My fingers traced up his back and neck and into his hair, carding through it.

"That was amazing." I sighed with a giggle and he chuckled and looked up at me.

"Hell ya it was." He stood up and held onto my thighs as he slowly pulled out of me and collapsed onto the bed next to me.

I looked up at the ceiling and felt his eyes on me so I looked over and saw him smiling at me once again.

"You smile a lot when you're around me." I pointed out.

"Can't help it." He sat up and ran his hand through his hair,"imma go get somethin to clean you up."

"Mm, don’t be long.” I hummed and he walked back to me and placed a kiss on my lips and walked away without saying anything.

The night ended by us sitting in the living room and watching MTV while eating takeout pizza and a 6 pack of old style as he also told me everything my father and him have done so far, like getting the RV, killing two men, my dad smoking pot in his dinning room, the meth lab in his basement, he told me all of it….and I wanted in.

#gegewrites #jesse pinkman #breaking bad #aaron paul #jesse pinkman x reader #Jesse pinkman smut #Walter white #mike ehrmantraut #breaking bad smut #better call Saul #el camino

[slamminslamminmcgill]

broooo what if... mike taking you and jesse out on a run and jesse fingerfucking u in the backseat thinking mike is oblivious until he pulls over and rails both of u in the middle of the desert

me going insane trying not to title this “kid named finger” 💀

anatomical terms: (t-)dick

“Are we-“

“No.”

“You didn’t even let me finish!”

“I didn’t need to.”

Jesse slumped back in his seat and groaned in frustration. The two of you had been in the back of Mike’s car doing god knows what, heading god knows where, for god knows how long. He hadn’t told either of you shit. As far as you both knew, you were just there to keep him company. That didn’t make much sense, though, unless his idea of good road trip buddies were two brats constantly asking “Are we there yet?” and “Can we get McDonald’s?”

You leaned into Jesse and rested your head against his shoulder. At the very least, the backseat was a good spot to cuddle. The tight space, comfortable upholstery, and just barely adequate air conditioning made it the perfect location to get nasty. Or at least, it would be without your babysitter behind the wheel.

That didn’t seem to bother Jesse, though.

He wrapped his arm around you and shifted his body weight to lean against you. He used his newfound leverage to dot your neck with soft kisses. His slender fingers dragged down your body until they reached the drawstrings of your shorts. From there, he started to pull at them.

You gasped, your voice anxious, breathy, and soft, “Jess, what are you-?”

A tattooed hand clamped your mouth shut, and its owner whispered in your ear. “Be quiet, yo. He’s gonna hear you.”

You got the message, even though you couldn't believe what it was trying to say, let alone do. Regardless, you let him work.

Jesse slipped his somehow cold and clammy hand past the waistbands of your shorts and underwear, until he found what he was looking for. Sure enough, your t-dick was already standing at attention. That made him smirk, his breath hot against your ear as he spoke, "Heh... Someone's excited..."

He was right. The confined space, the thrill of getting caught, Jesse himself, it was all very exciting. He took your dick between his fingers and jerked you, making sure his other hand was soundproofing your lips. He could only do so much, though. He couldn't stop the rapid breaths escaping through your nose. Oh, well. Maybe the old man's hearing wasn't what it used to be. Knowing how sensitive you were, this was probably the quietest you could be.

But it wasn't enough.

Mike rolled his eyes and pulled the car off the road, weaving in between bushes as he found a place to stop. You two hadn't even noticed he'd changed course, that is, until he turned over his shoulder and said,

“Do you two think I’m stupid?”

The two of you jumped, and Jesse ripped his hand off your mouth, trying his best to act natural. "What..? Wh... What do you mean, man?"

Mike was not in the mood for bullshit. "What I mean is you still have your hand down his pants. Now, since you two think I'm dumb enough to not know what's going on back there, perhaps you'd like to explain yourselves."

You both stared at him absolutely dumbfounded, mouths agape, stuttering and stammering as you tried to craft a convincing excuse.

"Well, uh... I was just, uh..."

"Jesse, uh... He was, well..."

Teamwork. An absolutely impenetrable defense.

Mike killed the ignition and opened his door before barking orders at you. "Out of the car. Both of you."

You and Jesse gulped, exchanging a look of guilt and terror. "Welp. It was nice knowing you," seemed to be the thought on both of your minds as you nodded to each other and scooted over to your respective sides. When you exited the vehicle, Mike was standing at the front of the car facing you both, the captain of the ship about to make his two dumbest crewmates walk the plank. That was the nice way of putting it. In reality, he was probably just going to shoot you both in the head and leave your bodies for the vultures. Jesse walked over to you and took your hand in his, waiting for the shot, but instead of a bullet, he fired another command.

"Bend over the hood. Now."

Now, the look you shared with each other was one of confusion. You were honestly just surprised you weren't facing the death penalty for risking cum stains on the leather interior. Neither of you got to say anything before Mike did.

"I'm not gonna ask you again."

You held hands and trudged around to where he was standing, arms folded over his chest, waiting for you to surrender yourselves to him. You and Jesse bent over the hood, your fingers intertwined, and stared at the windshield while Mike prepared to do whatever the hell he was planning.

Mike crept up behind Jesse and tugged his shorts down below his ass. Then, he went behind you and did the same. He spoke with terrifying indifference, "If you brats needed attention so bad, you could've just asked."

He didn't even give you a second to parse the meaning of that before a firm palm came down on your ass. Then Jesse's. Then yours again. In between yelps and moans, Jesse squeezed your hand to get your attention. You turned your face to meet his. He winked at you and muttered under his breath,

"You're welcome, yo."

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[castieltrash1]

jesse. giving head. early morning sleepy. somno? >:3

jesse pinkman x gn!reader; smut, mentions of oral (m receiving), somno, established consent, slight mentions of jesse's prev drug use

As slow tendrils of pleasure crawl up his spine, Jesse nuzzles deeper into your pillow, taking in the faint scent of your shampoo. His whole body tingles, nerve endings alight, and if he were home alone on his springy mattress, he’d know it was some effect from whatever he smoked the night before. But he’s in your bed, completely sober, and yet there’s something building in his gut, growing stronger with each passing second.

Suddenly, the haze of sleep washes away in one fell swoop, and a raspy groan leaves his mouth before he can stop it, the instinctive action one step ahead of his mind processing what’s happening. It isn’t until his lashes flutter open and his eyes focus on you, curled up at the end of the bed with your cheek pressed to the softness of his inner thigh, that his thoughts click into place. He’s almost fully hard and your lips are ghosting the outline of his clothed cock, close enough so he can feel the little exhale you let out when you see he’s awake.

“W-what…” His voice is hoarse and he clears his throat before continuing. “Are you… Were you about to suck me off?” Jesse finally asks, unable to stop his lips from curling into a lazy smile. The roles had been reversed more times than he could count and he’d almost mastered making you cum before you were even awake, tongue working you to the edge so effortlessly after months of practice.

“Mhm,” you reply, pushing forward to kiss him through his boxers. “Wanted to try.” You whisper the admission so quietly he almost misses it, and he reaches down to pat the top of your head with his bony fingers. “I didn’t mean to wake you,” you tell him, and his hand falls to trace the shell of your ear as you shift between his thighs, eyes blown wide with lust.

“‘S alright,” Jesse reassures, biting his lip as you begin pulling his cock free, feeling it pulse hot and heavy against your palm. “I wanna watch.”

| breaking (down) bad weekend

(if anyone knows whose gif this is pls lmk so i can credit them!!)

#jesse pinkman #jesse pinkman smut #breaking bad #breaking bad smut #jesse pinkman x reader #jesse pinkman fanfic #jesse pinkman imagine #jesse pinkman drabble #breaking bad imagine #breaking bad drabble #answered #breaking (down) bad weekend #mutuals: f1nalboys #t: writing

[geekgirl750-writes]

Okay okay okay hear me out but:

Spencer Reid x Reader x Jesse Pinkman love triangle

Like I don't know how this would work I just know I need it in my life.

I mean the drama. the angst. the smut.

#fanfic #fanfiction #jesse pinkman #jesse pinkman x reader #jesse pinkman smut #aaron paul #breaking bad #spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid smut #criminal minds #matthew gray gubler #mgg

[how-stock-position]

#Braid #eyeshadow #Sam Reid #jake bass #tw edtwt #dave strider #hypnotized #little women #jesse pinkman #80s movies #muscle cars #jungkook smut #spicy links

[hair-wait-shake]

#dear white people #jesse pinkman #80s movies #bpd thoughts #karkat vantas #jungkook smut #yung lean #vintage style #vinsmoke sanji #streetart #anthro #no bra day #sneakers #dresses #antique car

[depressopax]

Jesse Pinkman NSFW headcanons

Pairing: Jesse x gn!reader Genre: Smut SFW version + relationship headcanons can be found here! Warning(s): Breaking bad spoilers! Sexual content, Words: 661 Summary: Being in a relationship with Jesse Pinkman would include... Keep in mind english is not my first language. If I make any spelling mistakes please let me know so I can improve my writing! :)

He’s a switch. Likes being in charge, but loves being submissive and having someone take care of him.

He is always prepared. He probably has a drawer of condoms and lube.

Maybe toys, too… 

I feel like Jesse has a praising kink. Call him a “good boy”, and he’s all yours. 

He also loves dirty talking. Even if it's cheesy or “cringe”, he likes it when you tell him he’s big, or when you tell him how much you need his cock. Jesse also loves dirty talking with you, telling you how good you are for him, that you are sexy, and he will whisper all the naughty things he’s gonna do to you.  

He likes to take his time with his partner. 

Enjoys the before and after as much as he likes the sex. 

When it comes to oral… Honestly? He prefers receiving. 

If he’s stressed from work, he would just like to lean back and have you take care of him. 

He’d have you on your knees, between his legs, working your lips over his length as he leans back and smokes a cigarette or drinks a beer. 

It’s just the best stress relief ever. 

And he thinks you look so damn hot when giving him heads. 

 Jesse just admires your face and the seeing you turn into a drooling mess, especially when you have tears in your eyes from the work you put in. 

EYE CONTACT.

…Look at him as you suck him off. He’ll go crazy from pleasure. 

He doesn’t really care about how he comes across when receiving oral. Jesse would probably whimper, beg and moan your name.

This would be an opportunity for you to totally take charge. Just tease and edge him a bit, and he’ll be under your spell. 

Jesse would probably try to not climax too quickly during sex, but when you suck him off, he can barely control it. He would cum hard, and fast. 

Giving oral is such a turn on for him.

He could spend hours between your legs (and probably would, too.)

Your moans are like music to his ears.

And he just loves how you taste, and would not be shy to tell you so.

He likes eye contact when receiving, but also when giving. He wants all of your attention. 

Seeing you in pure ecstasy is a turn on.

And the fact that he can make you cum by only using his mouth is enough to make him go crazy. 

It boosts his ego lol

He would brag about it and tease you about it every moment he gets.

He is very handsy in bed. His hands are everywhere, all at once. He likes touching your chest, neck and throat, hips and thighs, and of course your private region.

Jesse could probably spend hours just exploring your naked skin with his hands.

He takes his time to prepare you before taking you. 

Your comfort would be his priority, although he might be a bit selfish in the heat of the moment. 

Therefore, he prefers sex to be slow and passionate, but doesn’t mind being fast and rough if you’re into that. 

He especially prefers being rough when he’s stressed or angry, just taking out all frustration in the bedroom with some fast and sloppy lovemaking. 

He makes sure you’re satisfied and that you cum. He wants you to enjoy yourself. 

He’s careful to always use condoms, no matter what type of relationship you’re in. If you want it another way, you would have to convince him to do so. 

AFTERCARE KING <3 

Doesn’t matter if he’s the dominant or submissive one, he will pamper you either way. 

But he also expects the same treatment if you’re rough with him. 

He can be very needy after sex, and loves being taken care of.

Afterwards, he will cuddle up next to you, whisper sweet words and fall asleep with you in his arms. 

“I love you, y/n…”

*sobs* I need a Jesse in my life bruh

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[incubum]

"a little piece of heaven"

no d/s undertones, gender neutral reader, reader giving jesse a blowjob. cw for: dubcon, recreational drug use, and sex while high on weed

summary: "it was already pretty late. jesse had been there for a few hours, and the two of you had barely gotten up from the couch aside from you fetching drinks and snacks. it was comfortable, though; it felt like you were getting to redo all those years that you didn't give him a chance."

ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39590829

jesse fucking pinkman.

you hadn't heard that name since highschool.

that's why, when he showed up at the door of your albuquerque apartment with a milk crate of belongings and a look on his face that was akin to a kicked puppy, you had questions. lots of them.

the biggest one being about how he found out where you lived, but that ended up getting glossed over hardcore.

you couldn't lie, you felt bad for him; his whole sob story worked on you...once you pressured it out of him, that is. you already had him inside and sitting on your couch, catching up on life, when you finally got him to tell you what really happened. you felt for him, deeply.

you and jesse weren't really close in highschool. you weren't really one to stick around his whole group of friends. it was nothing against them; not that you knew them well enough to have anything against them. you knew who they were, had spoken to jesse and badger once or twice...you just didn't hang around them often.

to be honest, not a lot of people did. jesse was basically a member of the dork squad in his teenage years. he wasn't that much different than he was in modern times, but in school, he was this tiny, asocial kid who drew superheroes on the backs of his tests.

kids came to him because he knew where to get pot. that was truly all he had going for him in his school years.

you wondered how he chose your place to show up at. you weren't sure he even remembered you, but...maybe you had a bigger impact on him than you thought in the first place. you were nice to him, after all; you could recall a couple times when you stuck up for him against the known assholes, or lent him a pencil and paper on some of the many days he showed up missing his whole backpack.

"just let me know when you get tired and i can help you pull the couch out, man." you nudged jesse with your elbow a little, only glancing away from the TV for a second to catch a glimpse of his face in the bluish light. you didn't even really know what you were watching. some competitive cooking show or something.

it was already pretty late. jesse had been there for a few hours, and the two of you had barely gotten up from the couch aside from you fetching drinks and snacks. it was comfortable, though; it felt like you were getting to redo all those years that you didn't give him a chance.

his company was nice, and you would be lying if you said you weren't lacking in the friend department as of late. you had a feeling that you were both lonely people these days. it felt good to be alone with someone else together. maybe he felt that way too.

"yeah, man, uh..." jesse's hand met the back of his head, scratching at the nape of his neck lightly for a moment, and he left it there, "do you...do you smoke in here?"

he seemed sheepish, like he was embarrassed to even mention it.

"i mean, you can go smoke on the balcony if you want to, i can't smoke inside. nicotine stains and stuff." you explained.

"no, i mean, uh..."

jesse leaned over the arm of the couch and dug around in the milk crate he had brought with him and placed next to it, until you heard the crinkle of a fold-top sandwich bag and he brought it into your view.

"oh."

your eyes widened, and you found yourself at a loss for words for a second. it was a little embarrassing for you, now, too. you knew jesse smoked weed; well, you knew that he used to smoke weed.

you saw his eyes flicker with regret, something like 'i should have kept my mouth shut', and you tried to think of what to say.

"well, i mean, one time won't hurt."

and you said that because you knew it wouldn't. sure, maybe the neighbors would smell it and complain, but would they really have any proof that it was coming from your apartment? you were sure worse things had happened in it before you came along. after all, you lived in the ABQ for your whole life.

it was like his eyes lit up with all the stars in the sky, and he frantically untied the knot in the bag, unleashing the pungent smell of good weed. not skunk shit; good, dank-smelling weed. you were brought back to your highschool days -- all the way back to the first time you ever smoked actual, high-quality weed and not the shitty, low-grade stuff you would get for $30 an ounce.

in the bag, alongside the nuggets of pot that sported a rich, green color with undertones of purple, were a thin box of rolling papers, and a black clipper lighter themed to look like día de muertos. he pulled them each out eagerly, leaned forward and placed them on the coffee table before pulling out a paper and laying it out proper on the cool wood.

"normally i would hold the paper to fill it up, but i forgot my grinder." says jesse, pulling out a good-sized nug and getting to work on ripping it into tiny pieces with his fingers. his hands were shaking, and he was all but bugeyed as he concentrated on the task of getting this joint rolled.

once he had the whole thing torn up and placed on the paper, he picked it up, carefully, and began rolling. he was very meticulous about it; it was almost mesmerizing to watch him doing it. his fingers were skilled, experienced, and your eyes focused themselves on his mouth as his tongue darted out of it to lick the paper and seal it shut.

was this erotic?

there's no fucking way. he's just rolling a joint, but...the way his irises were fixated on your face out of the corner of his eye, and his tongue gave one last, extra-slow swipe across the paper, said otherwise. jesse knew how closely you were watching him; he could feel your eyes on him, and the way you shifted uncomfortably in your spot on the couch next to him. he wasn't stupid, or naïve, or oblivious. jesse had been in this situation many times before, would be in it many more times in the future, and he knew exactly what he was doing.

when he finished twisting it at the end, jesse held up the slim, well-crafted joint between his thumb and forefinger, so you could get a closer look.

"good, right? been doin' it for a decade, at least."

you both shared a giggle, and jesse picked up the clipper lighter off the coffee table, placing the joint between his lips and cupping his free hand around the lighter to stop any airflow from getting by. there was one click, and then another, and then a tiny flame illuminating the space between his hands and burning the tip of the joint. he let go of the button on the lighter and pulled his hand away, inhaling strongly and then taking it back between his thumb and index to pull it away from his lips. he stayed there for a moment, before exhaling and offering it to you.

"oh god, jesse, you really don't know how long it's been since i've smoked...i would choke myself up." you held your hand up for good measure, and a charming grin found its way onto jesse's face. he smiled like he thought it was cute, plush lips curling up to make one, admittedly, very attractive grin.

"i can show you how to not choke, if you want." he raised his eyebrows, nodded his head in your direction as a 'c'mon, you know you want to.'

"yeah?"

"yeah. just watch me. get real close."

jesse leaned in closer to you, and brought the joint back to his lips, inhaling deeply. his eyes were so beautiful up-close; you found yourself excited for tomorrow, when the sun would be up and you could view them in better lighting. you were deep in your thoughts, heart pounding at the close proximity, and--

jesse's hand met the back of your head and his lips crashed into yours, all at once, causing you to gasp, which gave him the chance to exhale the woody smoke into your throat and lungs. when he pulled away, you were coughing and gasping for air...and happy that he couldn't see how red your face was.

"you-- you lied to me!" you gasped out, as jesse laughed and rubbed your back soothingly. your stomach bounced around in your gut, fluttering and dancing and frolicking in the field of your body like it wanted to jump out.

"hey, man, it usually works." jesse snickered, ceasing the motion of his hand on your back after you calmed down a little bit and were no longer coughing.

"i think you just surprised me." you looked at jesse through your eyelashes, and saw him smile back at you, joint already between his lips again. his hand met your cheek and guided your head to turn and face him, as he inhaled, a little less intensely as before. when he took the joint into his free hand, you prepared yourself.

your lips met again, your eyes fluttering closed this time as you breathed in the smoke. it wasn't reallya kiss, but it might as well have been; jesse's left hand cupped your cheek tenderly, and his right brought itself up to your neck, toke between its fingers, careful not to burn you with it. it was way more intimate than 'just' him showing you a new method of smoking.

he pulled away, all-too-soon, and as you exhaled you thought deeply about how you missed him. you missed him the second the pulled away from you, even if he was right there.

you didn't cough this time. to be truthful, you were starting to feel a buzz; your coughing fit from before must have dropped your blood sugar and made it hit you harder. it was like you blinked and the joint was gone, though. it was already burned down to a roach.

"you don't have an ashtray, do you?" he asked. you shook your head coyly.

"okay, come here."

jesse leaned in really close, and brought his left hand up to your face again, cupping it gently, and this time his thumb stroked your cheek, almost lovingly. you thought that maybe he would kiss you, for real this time, until...he asked you to stick your tongue out. you were hesitant, but ultimately obeyed; for some reason, his every whim became your goal.

you didn't know what you expected, but the warmth of the roach against the tip of your tongue was not it. maybe you should have known, just from context clues, but something like that felt way too mean-spirited for jesse pinkman to get a kick out of. he was never one to hurt people just for the purpose of hurting them.

then again, it didn't hurt. there was a short, dull sting before the moisture of your tongue put the ash out and he placed the roach on the coffee table next to the little baggie of weed he picked the nug out of. it was like his hand never left your face. jesse was staring deep into your soul, drinking in your face under the blue light of the TV you had both all-but-forgotten about.

"you want me to roll another one? you feelin' pretty good?"

jesse cooed the question at you, a beautiful, genuine smile on his face. you'd never smoked with him before -- hell, you barely knew him -- but maybe he just got like this when he was high. you knew for sure that you did. all you could focus on was those perfect, blue eyes that devoured every feature on your face as they scanned across it.

you stared back at him for a while before you realized you didn't answer.

"no, uh...i'm-- i'm good." was what you managed to get out. you weren't greened out, but you were high enough to feel stupid...dumb and robotic, and your mind felt like it finally stopped racing like it's always done. the two of you sat like that for a while, his thumb stroking your cheek and providing a consistent stimulation that kept you grounded. it was exactly what you needed. he knew exactlywhat you needed.

you couldn't help but think about how this could have gone if you had given him a chance in high school. it's not like it was solely your fault that you didn't hang out; he never made an effort to speak to you either, aside from the few times that you didinteract in school. god, has he always been so cute?

you were in your head again when the feeling of his lips against yours brought you back. your first instinct was to inhale, which made him laugh against your lips before you caught on that this was actually happening. jesse's lips slotted against yours perfectly, and you quickly matched his rhythm (trying your hardest to breathe through your nose).

you were pushed backwards against the arm of the couch. you let out a soft moan into jesse's mouth, and immediately, you felt legs straddling one of your own, a knee being placed effectively between your thighs. it felt like everything was happening so fast, but not fast enough. especially not when his teeth caught your bottom lip between them, encouraging you to part your lips for his tongue to enter your mouth.

he massaged your tongue with his, yours only returning the favor languidly, as your hips rocked slow, and unsteady, against jesse's thigh. when jesse pulled away, he let out another soft, sweet laugh.

"god, you're really fucked up right now." jesse's hands found themselves on your waist (or were they there before?), hiking up your shirt just the slightest bit so that he could feel your warm stomach against his cold hands, "we shouldn't do this. you're higher than me. that makes it unfair."

you only stare back at him blankly, before taking the initiative to lift your knee up so your own thigh makes gentle contact with his crotch, eliciting a soft gasp from the man above you. his eyes screwed shut, and he let out a quiet 'fuuuck', head tilted back just a little. god, he was fucking hard, because, of course he was.

"but...i want to." you finally stated. you took note of jesse rocking his hips in time with your leg rubbing against him.

"yeah, but-- fuck. you're really fuckin' high, you don't know what you want...i can't do anything to you. not right now."

"but what if i do something to you?"

you looked up at jesse, eyes wide and pupils blown, just in time for him to open his eyes and look back down at you.

"i don't know, i..." he trailed off, eyes fluttering shut again. his hips were still rocking against your leg.

you sat up abruptly, taking him offguard, stopping him in his tracks, and effectively swapping your positions; jesse's back was now pressed against the other arm of the couch, and you were now hovering over him. he gasped, grabbing onto your waist to make sure you didn't fall. your knee was still between his thighs (and his between yours), and your hands toyed with the belt loops of his baggy jeans. your eyes pleaded with him, and so did your voice, a gentle 'please?' leaving your lips as your fingers crept closer and closer to his belt buckle.

"fuck. would you...would you ever forgive me if i let you do this?" jesse's face was beet red and his hands kneaded the squishier parts of your hips, as he mulled it over in his head. you were already creeping downwards, crawling down his body so you were nose-to-nose with the prominent tent in his pants. you stuffed your face in his clothed crotch, pretty much nuzzling at his dick through his clothes with big, sparkly eyes.

his eyes were locked so heavily on yours. you thought for a moment that, maybe, you shouldn't do this; jesse was telling you not to...but, you wanted to, and the only reason he was saying 'no' was because he thought you didnt. when you unbuckled his belt and began to tug at his jeans, he gave in, and lifted his hips up to help you out.

"one time. never again."

he whined breathily when he was free of the confines of his underwear, whether it be at the loss of warmth, or at the sight of your nose buried in the curly hair at the base of his dick. you looked breathtaking, after all...it was almost like you were worshipping his cock, trailing soft kisses and kitten-licks up the shaft until you reached the head.

your lips wrapped around the head, and his hand immediately flew to your hair, carding itself through it. you couldn't tell if he was steadying himself, or if he was trying to push you down further, so you went with the safest option and sunk your mouth down as far as you could, until it hit the back of your throat. you pulled off in one fell swoop to catch your breath, and then quickly returned to your previous position.

you set a nice, middled pace, and you felt like it was a steady one. all you knew was that, looking at him through your eyelashes, jesse was completely losing himself. his eyebrows knitted together, his face an incredible token of his pleasure; it would have been like a scene from a movie if it weren't for the filthy, wet gulping sounds coming from your throat.

you pulled off of him again, and jesse let out a breath that you didn't know he was holding. you continuously stroked him, shaft-to-tip, not killing the pace you had set before -- only, now, your face sunk lower, and your tongue licked experimentally at his balls. he loved that. he loved it so much, that it ripped a deep growl-like groan from his throat.

"fuck. i'm gonna fuckin' cum if you keep doing that."

jesse's breathing was shallow, and you could tell he was having trouble keeping his hips from bucking upwards against your face. you took one of his balls into your mouth, gently rolled it around with your tongue as you stroked his shaft, and that's when you heard a near-illegible string of curses from above you, and...felt something land in your hair. you let go of his ballsack with a soft 'pop' and jerked him through his orgasm, jesse's hips finally jolting as his cock twitched.

"fuck. i'm so fuckin' sorry." jesse said through heavy breaths, horrified eyes focused on the sticky cum he shot into your hair. you laughed, softly, laying your head on his bare thigh.

"you can come take a shower with me to make up for it."

"fuck, yeah."

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[gegewrites]

mr.whites daughter Chapter 1- high school ex boyfriend(smut)

Your pov-

When I found out that my high school boyfriend sold my dad weed. I couldn't believe it. I laughed out loud in front of my mom and aunt Marie.

"Why are you laughing?" Marie asked.

"Jesse- Jesse pinkman." I said between laughs and then quieted down,"sold my dad weed?"

"That's what he said." My mom said,"why?"

"I use to date him, in junior and senior year." I laughed.

"You dated him?" Marie asked and I nodded,"you-you dated a drug dealer?"

"Look He's a good kid." I shrugged my shoulder, "loving as hell, put me first, I'd date him now."

"If he was so loving then why didn't I know about him and why did you break up?" My mom asked leaning back in her chair.

"I went to college, we still talk, text each other once every few months just checking in." I looked at my watch and sighed preparing for my lie,"I gotta leave, I told Andy I'd take over while he goes to a meeting."

"Alright." My mom nodded,"okay."

"Everything with dad is gonna be fine, alright?I pushed my seat in," and gave my aunt a hug from behind and kissed her cheek.

"Have a good day dear." She kissed my cheek and I stood up, I walked to my mom and grabbed her shoulders.

"Everything will be fine." I kissed her temple,"okay?"

"Okay." She let out a sigh,"I'll see you later." She stood up and gave me a hug and kissed my cheek.

"See you two later, Tell junior I said hi." I walked away and mom said okay.

I walked out of the house, closing the door. And shook my head.

"She has no Fuckin idea."

Jesses pov-

I heard a knock at the door, I wasn't expecting anyone, Walter and I just got back from cooking so I had no idea who it coukd be. I got up from the couch and looked outside from the window. There was a girl at my door.

I unlocked the door and opened it.

"My mom knows you sold my dad weed." It was (y/n).

"Yo One hell of an opened, look He was sitting at my kitchen table smoking it himself, I didn't sell him shit." I was confused as to why she was here but I was arguing, haven't seen her in person or at my doorstep since highschool.

"So ur the one my dads cooking with?" She asked In a quiet voice.

"Come inside." I stepped back and she came in, I closed the door and locked it,"how do you know about that?"

"He told me he was cooking meth." She shrugged her shoulders, "pried it out of him when he came and visited me at my apartment."

"And he told you he was cooking with me?"

"No,  i put the pieces together...captain." She smiled and I ran my hand through my hair,"I ain't nobody shit an you know that."

"We'll ur mom already came and confronted be about it, But No no, I know." I walked back to the couch and sat down,"it's just that, you're  like in my living room."

"What?" She crossed her arms.

"Like After  all these years, your back in my living room." I looked at her and she raised her brow.

"Because I wasn't gonna confront you on the phone, cops could listen to it." She walked over and sat down on the couch,"I told my mom I was filling in for my boss while he's at a meeting."

"She can't really do anything." I said.

"I don't work there anymore." She admitted, last time I checked, (y/n) was working at a pharmacy, she was a pharmaceutical chemist.

"You don't?" I asked and she nodded, I fixed how I sitting to look at her better.

"I quit." She looked at me,"dropped out of college when I was 22. Been working at a bar."

"What?"

"Yep, never worked at a pharmacy, never even got my diploma." She shook her head,"costed to much."

"Do your parents know?" I asked, she shook her head again,"wow."

"Ya, I'm gonna tell them soon." She let out a sighing laugh.

"Huh." I rested my head on the head on the couch, "definitely mr.whites daughter."

"Oh Shut up." She hit my knee.

"Did you ever tell them about us?"

"I told my mom when she told my aunt and I my dad bought weed from you like 30 minutes ago." She spoke in a Mater-of-fact voice and it made me laugh. She always made me laugh, dating her was the best thing ever, letting her go was hard as hell.

"I've missed you." I admitted.

"I know you have, Skinny Pete came to my bar and told me, so did badger."

"Motherfuckers." I laughed with a smile and she giggled, it made me smile even harder.

Your pov-

Jesse and I have been talking on his couch for what felt like minutes but it's been two hours. I was leaning up against him, his arm around my shoulder, telling me about all the funny shit that's been happening with him and his friends. I was in the middle of telling him a story about these cops who came into the bar and got drunk as shit when there was a knock at the door.

"I got it." I moved off of him as he got up. He unlocked the door and opened it and walk out, holding the door closed you have a phone call me before you show up man."

"We need to talk let me inside." My dad said.

"Hell no man." My car was in jesses driveway, my dad knows my car.

"Who's car is that outside?" My dad asked.

"Neighbors, lettin then park it there till they can get their garage cleaned." Jesse lied and covered my mouth so I didn't laugh.

"Let me in." With that Jesse backed up into the house and k stood there looking at the door.

"In my defense." I said as I met eyes with my dad,"I only came here because Marie told me about the weed. I'm in full support of you, they don't know that."

He gave that disappointed dad look and I sat down on the couch. Jesse stayed silent snd my dad closed the door.

"So in response you came here?" Dad asked and I nodded,"smart."

"I dated him for two years, ya I came here." I leaned back on the couch and he looked at Jesse and back at me.

"That was the best you could do?" He pointed at Jesse with a calm and confused tone.

"Hey!" Jesse retorted.

"Was able to smoke all the weed I wanted." I shrugged my shoulders, Jesse knew there was more to what we had then just that.

"Shouldn't you be at work?" My dad asked as Jesse walked out to the couch looking back at him.

"I work night shifts at a bar, I dropped out of college when I was 22." I get a weight lift if my shoulders,"better then cooking meth, though if I joined you I probably wouldn't be late with bills."

"You're mother doesn't know right?" I shook my head,"good, good."

"How is that good?" Being the eldest child out of soon to be three had its perks, my dad and I had a parent first friendship second relationship, I was there for their wedding, I've been there for eveything. So I knew everything.

"We need Extra hands." He stated.

"Yo you're not involving her in this shit." Jesse stood up. I couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm a drop our pharmaceutical chemist with a chemist as a dad, I coukd probably help you make better meth." I laughed," I can't believe I said that."

"No no no." Jesse pointed at me,"no."

"Yes." My dad said,"she'll be able to pick it up extremely fast. The more hands we have the less time it would take."

"Not exactly." I shook my head,"a cooling or reduction process would still take the same amount of time, unless you're talking about expanding."

"We have a shitty rv we ain't fitting anything else in there." Jesse said, I looked at my dad

And he looked at me and I knew what he was thinking.

"Ur not using his basement."

Well just a few days later , not even, we were using jesses basement. Currently a man was down there, they didn't tell me about what happened in the desert until they couldn't hide it anymore.

"Walter hartwell white and Jesse Bruce pinkman, what the the fuck, did you two do?" I asked standing at the bottom of the stairs looking at a unconscious man, bound to the support beam by a bike lock. They didn't respond for a free seconds.

"There's another one in the RV." Walt said, I turned around slowly and saw Jesse slowly bavk up the stairs and my father stayed out.

"What?" I walked into the first step, my father was on the platform another step above of me, he stepped back when I stepped up,"there's another?"

"In the RV." He nodded, my dad wasn't calm, but he was.

"Jesse." I looked up at him, he was a few steps from the top,"who is he?"

"Um...uh Krazy-8 and Emilio koyama." He said and I nodded.

"emillio?” i went to middle school with him,”Your buddies?"

"Sorta." He took another step up and so did I, "you're gonna chase me, arent you?"

I didn't respond.

"You are, I can see it."

"Run bitch, run." I ran up the stairs, leaving dad down there as I chased Jesse through the kitchen, and the stairs where he almost tripped.

"Stop!" He yelled as I got to the top of the stairs and almost grabbed him and he fell into his knees and moved so he was in his ass, I slid onto my knees and grabbed onto his legs to stop me.

"What the fuck happened?" I straddled his lap, only to get him to stop running and stay put,"what happened?"

"They tried to start shit, they shot at us first. then the like RV got all Smokey, they passed out,yo so did I, next thing I know, we're trying to get the RV out of a ditch and had to get help by some guy to get us out, and one of them is now dead and the other is in the basement yo." His hands were on my waist, I don't think he noticed and I sure didn't for awhile.

"What the fuck killed him?"

"phosphine gas I'm pretty sure." I heard my dad cough.

"You guys are Fuckin idiots." I looked at both of them.

"Get ur hands off my daughter." I furrowed my brows and looked down and finally noticed where jesses hands were.

"She got on me first." He out his hands up and then fell onto his back and groaned,"motherfucker."

"Serves you right." I got off of him and grabbed his hand and helped him back up.

"You're mean." He put his hand on his chest like he was taken back.

"You two are dealing with the dead one." I said pointing at them,"and the alive one."

"Hydrofloric acid." My dad stated,"we need a container."

"Yo A container?!" Jesse asked.

"Something to put him in. Go to the store and find something." My dad started walking down the stairs.

"Like what?!"

"Something to fit a man!"

Jesses pov-

(y/n) left me to go find the container, she had to get ready for work she was working the afternoon shift today instead of the closing.

I dropped the blue plastic container on the ground and grabbed my cellphone out of my wallet and called up Mr.White.

"Yo man, none of these are gonna fit him." I said.

"Then buy two and we can.."

"Hell no." I said.

"Then find one that will work." With that he hung up. I put my phone back in my pocket and looked at the bin. I walked a door out of the aisle and looked both ways to make sure no one was coming. With that, I stepped into the container and kneeled down.

"That's not gonna work."

I got out of the container and looked at I checked the aisles again and grabbed the sides and sat down into it.

I was now Stuck in it like a turtle shell.

"Oh fuck." I grabbed the sides and tried to lift myself up, didn't work. So i resorted to rocking and forth trying to tip it over.

With one big push to the right, I fell over and got out and off of the ground as quick as possible.

"This shit ain't gonna work." I out it back into the pile and walked away. I might just use the  garbage can.

Your pov-

5pm-

I decided to take the afternoon shift because I was going to jesses tonight to watch a movie and eat takeout and mutually forget everything that's happened in the last the day, such as then having to clean up a liquified body.

I parked my car in the driveway, turned the engine off and I saw the door open. Jesse was standing there in his red long sleeve and his black jeans. he had a smile on his face as I closed the door, holding a 6 pack in one hand.

"Yo I think I have a boner." He laughed as I locked my car and walked over.

"For me or this?" I held the 6 pack up.

"Both I think." I laughed as I walked past him into the house. He closed the door behind us and i put the 6 pack on the coffee table. I felt his hands on my waist as I took my phone and wallet out of my pockets.

"Hi Jesse." I spin around and in grip and tossed the items in my hand onto the couch.

"Hi (y/n)." He mimicked me with a  smile. I stood on my toes a bit and caught his lips on mine. He leaned down as he returned it, his hands holding me closer to him. I snaked my arms over and around  his neck, and smiled into the kiss. We broke it off a few seconds later and he looked at me with blue eyes glazed over in a  look I've been craving since I last saw him. I couldn't help but steal another.

"I'm in love with you." I whispered.

"Same." He whispered back,"but!" He picked me up and I gasped as I wrapped my legs around his waist and laughed, I held onto his shoulders tightly,"you're here now yo, you ain't leavin for college or some shit so you can't leave me now."

"Last time I checked, you said it was better if I just left you so you didn't distract me." I raised my brow and he rolled his eyes.

"We work together now bitch." He laughed and gave me a kiss,"work place PDA now."

"Not for awhile."

"Ya okay, whatever you say yo." He started waking away from the couch.

"Jesse?"

"Let's get baked and roll one out first." He winked, as he walked down the shirt hall to the stairs.

"Fine." I sighed jokingly and hugged onto his as he walked up the stairs, I knew he wouldn't drop me, he was strong then he looked but it didn't stop the nervousness of it,"please don't me please don't drop me."

"I ain't dropping you till I get you to my bed."  His hand moved from my back to the back of my neck and his other sat under my ass holding me up. He placed a kiss on my shoulder as he turned down the hall to his room.

I kissed his neck as he walked into his room and instead of dropping me in the bed. He sat down and held me close as I straddled him thighs, my lips kissing his neck and his jaw, not nipping him just kissing, until His hand tangled into my hair, holding me closer to his neck. So I took it as the signal to just bite him and I did, right on his pulse point.

"About Fuckin time." He groaned, my teeth nibbled on his skin sucking it, creating that famous hickey he always had when we were dating. I licked it and blew on it and he sighed rolling his head back a bit more as I kissed it.

"Mine now bitch." I whispered into his ear as he placed a firm grasp on my ass. He pulled me away from him by my hair and made me look at him. His tongue swiped over his bottom lip slowly and he bit as he looked in my eyes. My clit  throbbed immediately and he smirked and came to kiss my neck, titling my head a bit to get the area he wanted. His kissed his trail to the area, from my collar bone, to my pulse, and down to where my shoulder Met my neck. I moaned as sucked and nibbled on the area, he used the hand on my ass to start making me grind on him slowly yet hard, I took over at action as his tongue licked my skin and his hands moved from their positions and sat on my waist.

"I've been dreaming of this for awhile." He kissed my jaw, "every night," he kissed the other side of my neck," Wakin up thinking you're right there next to me again."  He kissed right where my v line ended,"makin me feel like a Fuckin teenager."

"Let's be honest, you're still one." I giggled and she scoffed, giving me his famous side smile.

"I don't fuck like one." He shook his head.

"Mmm tell me more." I put on s porn star accent and he laughed as he pulled my shirt up and off. I didn't have a bra on, this shirt was a bit tight so it held them pretty well, and..

"You got them pierced."  He said in aww and I felt him grow harder under me.

"I got them done when I dropped out." His hands moved up my waste, over my ribs and he took them into his hands, admiring them.

"They're Fuckin gorgeous." He practically drooled and his didn't seem to notice the piercings I had in. I got them custom made, it was a J and a P decorated in red garnets.

"Glad you like them."I pushed my chest into his hands, his thumbs massages them and then  he let out a slight gasp.

"Oh my god, yo are those my initials?" He asked, his eyes darting from my boobs and to my eyes.

"Yes." I nodded.

"When the hell did you get those?"

"I got them a few months ago." I admitted.

"How often do you wear them?" His thumb brushed over them in a circle and i sharply exhaled from my nose.

"A lot." He smirked, boring his rings in between his teeth.

"I'm gonna fuck you so good now."  He quickly rolled us over so I was on my back.  I let my arms drop over my head as his right hand massaged my boob and his to he licked the other one. His tongue flicking over it.

"Jesse." I moaned as he switched the other nipple, showing it equal attention.

"You're so fucking hot."  He growled as he kissed down my ribs, his fingers hooking into my belt loops as he looked up at me. I looked down at him, biting my lips and propping myself up on my elbows.

"What?" He unbuttoned and in zipped my jeans and shrugged,"Jesse?"

"I'm just thinkin." He grinned as he pulled my jeans down my legs leaving me in my black lace thong,"ah shit!"

He fell onto his ass and laughed.

"What the fuck Jess." I laughed.

"This just keeps on getting better and Fuckin better yo!" He got back onto his knees and pulled my legs over his shoulders from the back of my knees. I laughed and threaded my fingers through his hair as he kissed the inside of my thigh.

"I love you." I awed and felt him smile on my skin, planting kisses and he placed his final one right over my lace covered clit. I moaned as his index and middle finger hooked onto my thing and moved it out of way, wasting no time to dip his tongue to my clit and gave it a ohard lick,"fuuuck."

I pushed my hips into his face, and let out a whine.

"Fuckin A." His face left your thighs and his fingers hooked into hem of my thong and pulled it down my legs letting my legs fall but not for long as he quickly put them back and resumed his position,"you taste so good."

I couldn't help but moan as he sucked and licked my clit, altering between the two.

"Oh god Jesse." I grabbed onto his hair and he groaned,"oh shit."

One of Jesses hands that sat on my hip, slid on of my legs off of him, pushing my knee to my chest a bit, his index and middle finger circled around my drooling heat and then he slid the right in. My back arched off the bed and I moaned as i he started to work his fingers fast, already curled and hitting my gspot.

"Oh my goood!" I gasped in the Moan as he gave my clit a hard suck.

"So Fuckin good Baby." He praised, leaving my clit but he kept his fingers moving inside of me, he held onto my thigh as he pushed it closer into me as he came down to my lips and kissed me. His lips and tongue tasted like me and I loved it. I cupped just face his face with my hand and moaned as I felt a familiar hear start building.

"Ahh god Jess." I moaned as he kissed my jaw.

"You gonna cum for me?" He whispered into my ear and I nodded,"you are huh?"

"Yes Jesse fuck." I ground my hips into his hand and he picked up the pace s little, and added a deeper curl, hitting exactly where he needed to,"oh my god!"

He went back down to clit, sucking on it harshly. My hee dug into his back snd my hands balled up the comforter. Loud and erotic moans fell from my lips.

My orgasm hit me like a tsunami, literally. My back arched off the bed as moans and his name and swears spewed from my mouth as he continued fingering and eating me out. I could feel how wet the Inside of my thighs were, and could only imagine how wet his jaw and chin was.

He stopped slowly after, letting my leg drop from his shoulder as I heard him laugh.

"I've missed that." I opened my eyes a bit and saw him smilies at me with that cheeky grin, his red long sleeve was wet around the collar. He wiped his chin and jaw with his sleeve and he took of the peice of clothing off, exposing his nice ass body underneath it. I sat up and undid his belt as he pet my hair, I looked up at him meeting his blue eyes and unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. He pushed me down as he took his jeans and his boxers off, exposing his hard cock.

"I wanna ride you." I sat up,"please."

"Say less." He chuckled sitting down and I straddled him. His cock restung against my stomach as his Hands sat on my waist. I lifted myself up a bit using my grasp on his shoulder, with my free hand I lined him up. He moaned as I lowered down onto his tip and I rested my forehead on his shoulder.

"Fuckin hell." I moaned as he lowered me down another inch, giving me a few seconds to adjust. White boy was packing.

"Take me so well babe." He hissed as he lowered me down a lot more this time,"so good."

"Forgot how good you felt." I whispered and kissed below his ear as he dropped me all the way down, sheathing him completely. I let out a moaned gasp as he stretched me to fit him.

"Good girl." He rubbed my back,"such a good girl."

He started moving em slowly, I sat up, pushing myself into him as my head rolled back. His cock was hitting everything, I could feel his veins against my velvet walls.

"Damnit." I groaned as he held onto my hips tighter and moved me a bit faster, adding in a hard thrust down,"Jess!"

"Come on, take it, you know you can." He placed a broad lick up the center of my neck and he bounced me harder, pulling me up so only his tip was in me and then all the way down to his balls,"just like that baby."

"Holy fuck." I whimpered out as I took a hit more control, adding a fast speed and a light grind which case him to let out a eye rolling moan.

"Goddamn bitch." He thrusted up into me, causing me to almost see stars,"like that bitch?" He obviously saw how my body reacted to that and loved it cause he did it again,"you do huh?"

"Ye-es!" I moaned he dropped me down in his cock harder a few more times before flipping us over so he was on top.

"Then I'm gonna Fuckin give it to ya." He set the pace, a nice even thrust that ended hard and made my boobs bounce and made me grab onto the comforter and his arm that was propped over my head. My legs were wrapped out his waist. The angle that was was thrusting into me was pure bliss. He was hitting every good spot imaginable.

With the orgasm he gifted me with previously I wasn't gonna last very long, he could tell, my hands we gripping onto him for dear life, I moaning loudly, my back was arched off the bed. He was also getting closer, his hand on my thigh was gripping me tighter, he was moaning and groaning louder and more eroticly.

"Gonna make this-this  pussy mine again." He groaned,  my nails raked up his back in response.

"Please." I whispered,"Aah fuck! Fu-uck!"

"Cum for me, show me who's you are bitch." He growled into my ear and I did just that.

I held onto him and he dropped to his elbow to hold me closer to him, his hand moved from my thigh and under my back, holding my stomach to him. My eyes were clamped shut, as wave after wage of pure ecstasy shot through me.

He fucked me through my orgasm before cumming deep inside of me, thrusting slow as he did.

"God fuuuck." He groaned, his forehead was resting my chest in between my boobs. My fingers traced up his back and neck and into his hair, carding through it.

"That was amazing." I sighed with a giggle and he chuckled and looked up at me.

"Hell ya it was." He stood up and held onto my thighs as he slowly pulled out of me and collapsed onto the bed next to me.

I looked up at the ceiling and felt his eyes on me so I looked over and saw him smiling at me once again.

"You smile a lot when you're around me." I pointed out.

"Can't help it." He sat up and ran his hand through his hair,"imma go get somethin to clean you up."

"Mm."

Jesses pov-

(y/n) was snuggled into my side on the couch, she was in one of my shirts and her thong and I was in boxers and sweats. I took a swig of my beer and looked down at her and back to the TV. It's now 9 she came at 5, MTV is playing a jackass movie, the cicadas outside won't shut the fuck up, but at least (y/n) is right here.

I drew lazy circles on her arm, forgetting about the tv and just looked at her.

"Hey." I whispered and she looked up at me,"wanna get to bed?"

"Ya sure.”

#jesse pinkman #Jesse pinkman smut #jesse pinkman x reader #breaking bad #breaking bad smut #breaking bad fanfiction

[slamminslamminmcgill]

okay okay... t4t Jesse/Reader and the reader denies Jesse to cum until he's all overstimulated and pissing himself 🤤 maybe calls him a faggot too? I just need to see my baby get degraded ❤️

LETS GO I LOVE T4T SEX 🥳🥳🥳

warning: piss/watersports/omorashi, homophobic slurs

anatomical terms: dick, hole

"No."

That one word sent a chill down Jesse's spine. He'd been on the razor's edge of an orgasm for god knows how long. Begrudgingly as it was, he was following your every command to a T, and now you're telling him no? What gives?

"What?! Hey, no... c'mon, man..." Jesse whined, and made a fruitless attempt to grind his dick into your hand, which you had carefully hovering over his skin. "I'm... I did everything you want. Just lemme..." He gasped when you slipped two fingers into his drenched, aching hole and started to pump them in and out.

"I said no," you said bluntly, your fingers dragging along his walls, savoring the feel of his most intimate part. You twisted and turned them inside of him, searching for any buttons that you could push to make him break. "Not yet."

Jesse stammered, trying to display some authority in his voice. "Wh... why the hell not? What else do I have to do?" He was so desperate for your approval, your praise, your reward, that he would do anything.

"Because I said so," you replied, nonchalant as ever with your digits inside of him, "You don't have to do anything. Just lie back and take it, okay?" You curled them up into that special spot on top, and he mewled pathetically. The pressure inside him was getting to be too much. He wasn't going to last.

"Ah! Hey!" he cried, "If you... if you don't want me to cum, then..." and hissed, "don't touch me there, yo..."

You didn't care. You kept pressing. "I'll touch you wherever I want to."

Jesse tried to squirm away, to relieve some of the tension you were causing, but it was no use. Your other hand held his hip tightly. He wasn't going anywhere. He could see it coming out, and he tried to warn you, "Dude, p-please, I can't... I'm not gonna last if- hah... if you keep touching me... like that... oh god..."

You showed no mercy. "Don't cum, Jesse. You can't cum until I tell you. Be a good boy for me." You sped your fingers up, eager to watch him lose control.

Jesse tried to fight it. He really did. He bit his lip, closed his eyes, clawed at the bedsheets like he was trying to tear a hole into them, and it was all for naught. He didn't even know what was happening at first, until he noticed a strange warmth flowing out of him. "Oh, no... oh my god..." He blushed and tried to hide his face in his hands.

You were about to reprimand him for cumming without permission, but then you felt it. The hot liquid against your hand, and the shame in his face, you knew. You knew and you laughed at him for it. "Oh my god, Jesse, really? You couldn't hold it in? That's so nasty! I bet you like it though, huh? You like making a mess of yourself, you faggot?"

Jesse didn't answer. He opened his eyes and peeked at you through his fingers. He saw you staring at him in a mixture of disgust and admiration. Your eyes were widened with excitement, and he could tell you were enjoying it. He swallowed his pride and nodded his head ever so slightly, ashamed to admit the already spoken truth.

You smiled, and grabbed his wrists to pull his hands away from his face. When you did, you saw him looking at you with those big, blue eyes, trembling and whimpering like a beaten puppy. You caressed his cheek and gave him a smooch. You whispered in his ear, "Good boy, I'm proud of you."

He had never felt so appreciated.

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[an-angel2u]

hey guys! i’m taking requests!! check pinned 2 c what i wont write ^o^ don’t be shy !!!!!! ok bai

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[thelonelyark]

Have this while I'm writing Jane x y/n x jesse smut....😀

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