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Your Jonathan Davis Meet & Greet Gets Kinky

Content warning: 18+ Smut, handjob, oral, unprotected sex, p in v, jealousy/teasing sex, finishing inside

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Summary: You are Jonathan Davis’s girlfriend and you accompany him to a Meet & Greet where fans get to interact with him. You generally don’t get jealous but this particular Meet & Greet tests your patience as some fans get way too friendly and flirty with him, touching him to the point of making him aroused. After you get angry, Jonathan decides to make it up to you in a very hot, kinky way.... to reassure you.

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Story:

You had accompanied Jonathan to several of his Meet & Greet events before. They were generally pretty tame as people were extremely excited to meet him but pretty respectful when they actually do. This Meet and Greet was a bit different. It was an event inside a mall outlet store music shop where it's just a meet with Jonathan and not the other band members. He was promoting his solo project and each fan gets a 1 minute chat, a picture and something signed. The two of you had planned to go out to dinner together after the event so it was easier to follow him to the one hour Meet & Greet and go to dinner together after than to wait at home.

Security and entourage were all around, chaperoning the interactions and giving each fan the gentle "time's up" escort after they had their moment. You stood in the corner with a cup of coffee, watching it all go down. You were so proud of him. You loved how radiant his smile was and how kind he was to everybody. No matter how long he has done these kinds of events, he still has a bit of giddy social awkwardness so when a fan is lost for words and over-excited, there's still a bunch of awkward laughter and pauses from Jonathan as well.

And of course, people LOVE to touch him and give him hugs. You've generally accepted this. He's very talented and equally turns people on and has for decades with his sexy stage presence. It's totally undeniable that women, men, transgender and folks of all pronouns are desperate for a picture snuggling him and giving him a big hug. People pull out all sorts of body parts in hopes he will sign them so they can get it tattooed. It's overwhelming just how much people want him to leave a "mark" on them in some way. It's also funny when the men try to play it cool with a civil handshake but clearly wish they could grab him in a hug like the female fans do. However, NO ONE is more forward, aggressive and borderline disrespectful than the female fans. They have no shame. In your heart, you can't really blame them. If this was your only moment with him, you'd probably act the same.

Jonathan always does his best to play it cool though. He'll give them a nice hug, call them "hun" or "sweetheart" and let them embrace him but hasn't crossed any lines anymore. Since he's been with you, he's not hooked up with groupies on tour or taken advantage of the same "opportunities." Generally you both were amused when you'd watch a fan totally lose their cool. For example, one women got her moment with Jonathan for a picture and was so afraid to touch him she was shaking. Jon took the lead and wrapped an arm around her waist and she accidentally let out a giddy moan followed by inappropriately loud laughter. After her picture she went to turn around and shake his hand goodbye and managed to trip over his foot and fall. Security helped her to her feet while Jon said "oh shit sorry hun, are you ok?" All she could do was smile and nod and skulk away as her friend laughed her ass off. Jonathan gave you glances from time to time as the two of you grinned at each other and laughed. People's reactions were sometimes pretty damn funny.

It was getting towards Jon's 20 min break before the next round of Meet & Greet fans got their turn with him. Next up in line was a young lady who looked to be 18 to 20 or so. You smelled trouble. She were dressed beyond provocatively and had a gorgeous see-through goth-lace shirt with a lace bra underneath and a short plaid miniskirt with chains on it. She paired this with thigh high fishnet stockings and heeled boots. She had long and shiny, gorgeous, wavy jet black hair and amazing makeup and piercings. She looked like a pornographic version of Wednesday Addams. Unfortunately you knew this was EXACTLY Jonathan's type and that this girl looked sexy as hell to him.

She slowly approached him with a seductive walk, keeping her cool FAR better than the other fans. Jonathan paused, watching her in a kind of stunned amazement and smiling.

"Hi hun, what's your name?" Jon asked quietly.

"Emilia," she said in a sultry, low voice, while shaking his hand and not being quick to let go of it.

"Nice to meet you, Emilia," Jon replied meekly.

"I can't believe I'm finally meeting you, I listened to your music all the damn time this year, I love you so much," she continued in her soft, beautiful voice.

"Awww, you're too kind hun," Jon said while trying to avoid eye contact with her. She had gorgeous eyes and was giving him the "fuck me" stare and he was definitely trying hard to dodge it while smiling at the ground but stealing glances at her gorgeous body.

Jon tried to break the silence. "So, did you bring something you'd like me to sign or?" Jon said in a giddy tone.

"No. Actually, I'm doing kind of a bucket list thing. I missed my prom. I was sick that night. Stayed home in bed listening to your music all night instead," Emilia continued while forcing eye contact with him and stepping closer.

"Y...yeah? Sorry about your prom. Um. That sucks you missed it," Jonathan said trying to keep his composure.

"That's alright," Emilia said. "I had a MUCH better night in bed listening to you," she said while giving him a naughty smirk and touching his shoulder. Jon couldn't help but let out a dark, dirty chuckle. She chuckled in response.

You were getting flustered by now, wondering just how much further this lady was going to push and tease him.

"So my bucket list idea was if I meet you, take a prom style picture with you, if you're down," Emilia continued cooly, while moving her hand off his shoulder and pointing to her friend, who had her phone ready.

You knew what she meant. She wanted Jon to stand behind her, with her back up against him and his arms wrapped around her from behind, to reinvent those cute “couple's prom night” pictures. You were getting QUITE irritated by now. She'd made him an offer he can't refuse. People in line overheard her request and went "awww! Do it Jon!"

Jon paused awkwardly and looked at her, grinning and sort of wringing his hands a bit, thinking about it.

"Um. Sure hun, it's all good," he said.

She wasted no time turning around and pressing her backside against him. As her friend got their cellphone camera positioned to take the picture, she pressed her short skirt up against the crotch of his pants. He briefly froze just staring down at her ass, pressed up against him in a skirt that barely covered it. Then he awkwardly moved his arms towards her waist for the "cuddle pose" picture. She was bold enough to grab his hands and place them firmly on her hips and hold him in place. She tugged his whole body further against her, pushing her ass into him harder. He tried to loosen her grasp on him a little. He shifted his body against her and briefly lost his balance, stunned by how forward she was being. He touched her hips gingerly with his fingers and tried hard to resist the urge the caress her. He clearly wanted to though. He let out some very nervous laughter while her friend said "ready?" and held up her phone.

Jonathan looked really flustered, even a bit red in the face, and smiled a big awkward smile while the camera flash captured their "moment." People applauded and went “aww” and a few cheered and went “woooo!” and whistled "whe-whewwww!" because it was a pretty damn sexy/cute picture.

You'd seen enough. You were finally pissed. You stormed off into the breakroom and as you walked by security you heard two of them chuckle and one say "told you so man! He shouldn't have brought his girl haha." Sounded like they had wagers going on how long before you lose your cool over thirsty groupies.

You overheard break-time being called shortly after and Jonathan entered the dressing room with a few people from his entourage. He saw you sulking and standing in the corner with a dark expression on your face. He asked them to give you guys some time alone. They agreed and stepped out.

Before you said ANYTHING, Jonathan said "look.... I KNOW. That went too far, I'm sorry. I didn't really know what to do, she caught me off guard." Jon stepped towards you and went to give you a big hug. You rejected it, stepping across the room to sulk some more. He trailed after you, pulling you in closer while trying to give you a big reassuring embrace. "I'm sorry! I should have thought about it!" Jonathan continued. You let him hug you finally.

However, as you were hugging him, your fronts were pressed together and you could feel a bulge in his pants. You let go of him and looked down and could see his very obvious erection. He immediately realized you had noticed and tried to adjust himself while looking embarrassed. You locked eyes with him and gave him an angry scowl.

"You already had a hard-on when you fucking came in here, didn't you?!" you demanded.

Jonathan squinted with embarrassment and put his head in his hands, groaning and sighing, while slowly nodding in acknowledgment and stepping away from you.

"She fucking turned you on! You got a damn boner! I knew it" you said, very flustered at this point.

"I don't know what to say sweetheart, dicks are stupid! She smelled amazing, she was down to fuck and she was batshit crazy, I'm SORRY. You know I wouldn't though! It's- it's biological ... it's-..... DICKS ARE DUMB!!!" Jonathan repeated, stumbling over his words and stuttering with apologies and humiliation.

You stormed over to the couch and sat down. You weren't going to admit it yet, but you knew he was right. Women are ALWAYS trying to seduce him and beg for it and just because he CAN doesn't mean he would fuck them anymore.

"Just fu--- fu... I don't know! Put yourself in my shoes," Jonathan said while sitting down next to you on the couch. You scooted away from him as he tried to touch you. "Imagine there was a literal line out the door full of super hot dudes desperate for even one minute with you, trying to seduce you, tease you and fucking feel you up. Maybe your pussy would get wet or something. Maybe your n-- nipples would get hard! But you wouldn't act on it! It's fucking crazy! It still trips me out anyone is that into me! But- but it’s biological... humans.. we ... fucking suck! Someone grabs you like that and you get horny! Then you gotta fight with your conscience! It's just fucking nature vs. your willpower and it's embarrassing. I'm sorry!! I’m SO, SO SORRY!!" Jonathan said while still trying to pull you in for a hug on the couch.

You reluctantly allowed him to hug you and pull you closer. He caught his breath and breathed hard while pausing, knowing there's not much else he can say. He gave you a very firm, loving hug. You finally returned it and looked him in the eye. You were on the verge of tears. He looked genuinely upset and embarrassed and deeply sorry.

"I LOVE you. I'm not gonna fuck that up over some stranger. I don't do that shit anymore. I don't want to live with that kind of guilt anymore. You've made my life so much better. I'm not gonna throw that away just cuz someone rubs up against me, OK?" You didn't say anything.

"OK?" Jonathan pleaded, while putting his hand on your chin and forcing you to make eye contact with him. His eyes looked like he was half ready to cry he was so embarrassed and upset he’d hurt you.

You locked eyes with him and his eyes bore into you searching for an answer.

"Ok," you whispered. He gave you a big, slow, deep kiss.

"The difference is, YOU are the one I want to touch. YOU'RE the one who I want to come home to, ok?"

You held him and shifted your position on the couch to face him. You draped your legs across his lap as he continued to hold you. Jonathan leaned in and kissed your lips, cheek and then your neck.

"I'm all yours baby," Jonathan said quietly, right into your ear before slowly licking and biting it. You were still flustered and pissed but you weren't about to reject him. You immediately felt yourself shiver and your nipples tingle while he licked and nibbled your ear and neck. He made soft moaning noises as he put his hand on your neck and stroked it, gently grabbing it and pulling you in for a longer, deeper french kiss.

He let you out of the kiss for a moment and breathed against your neck while slowly licking it and moving back up to your ear to whisper into it again. You felt your body tingling and your pussy starting to drip into your panties.

"I'm ALL yours," he repeated. He took your hand with one of his and placed it on his lap, where his dick was still hard.... MUCH harder now.

"And THIS, THIS….. is all yours too," he said in a deep, naughty, quiet voice as he pushed your hand against his dick. You moaned and your thighs shook a bit as the adrenaline shifted from rage adrenaline to insanely horny adrenaline. You started rubbing his hard cock through his pants and he groaned deeply.

You rubbed his pants more firmly and were surprised how animalistic this whole jealousy thing had made you. You grabbed his dick through his pants and he encouraged you to, spreading his legs and sitting back on the couch, locking eyes with you and smiling while pressing your hand hard against his dick through his pants. He grunted and panted. It was clear he really wanted to take all that frustrated sexual energy the fans had left him with and give it all to you.

"Let me make it up to you baby, RIGHT now," Jonathan said in a low voice.

You moaned against his face as he nuzzled you with his beard and you just nodded in agreement. Without a word he got off the couch and knelt in front of you. You were wearing a skirt and a v neck shirt. You opened your legs as he knelt in front of you and parted your thighs. First he pushed his hands up into your shirt, squeezing and caressing your breasts while pushing you back against the couch and letting you whine and grab his dreads. He pushed your shirt up and took one of your breasts into his mouth, licking, sucking and nibbling your nipple. Your breasts tingle and your nipples hardened with arousal and your pussy got more soaked. You had to stay aware of where you were. In a BREAK room with entourage right outside and fans in the lobby waiting for him to return. You tried to stay quiet and keep your moans soft as you gripped his hair more firmly and he went on sucking your breast.

He pushed his hand up your thigh and under your skirt. His hands were so big and warm and you were losing your mind. You had been so furious/jealous and now you were getting everything you wanted and needed. He reached your panties and gently rubbed your pussy through them. His hands felt the heat of your pussy and the fact the crotch of your panties was soaked all the way through to the outside. "Ooohhhh, so hot and bothered," Jonathan said while looking up at your face with a smirk. You had to laugh together. The two of you exchanged a naughty chuckle as Jon continued to rub your clit and pussy through your panties, which were now saturated at the crotch. "Mmmmff... my girl," he whispered at you while dragging his lips across your inner thighs. "Are you going to let me make my girl feel better now?" he asked in a soothing, naughty voice.

"Yes... fuck yes!" was all you could reply as you held his head and stroked his hair. He gingerly rubbed his fingers against your pussy through your panties, before pulling them aside at the crotch. He knelt further into your inner thighs and braced himself against you and the couch. He plunged his face fully under your skirt and started taking deep licks into your pussy. You instinctively moaned... TOO loud. Jon ALSO had to remember where the two of you were.

He kept one hand on your thigh and raised another up to your mouth to cover it while he continued lapping your pussy and shaking his head rapidly against it so he stimulated your clit even more. You moaned loudly into his big hand as it covered your mouth. You felt faint, and when you opened your eyes and looked around the room, you realized your vision was practically hazy. It wasn't until then you realized that level of jealousy followed by actually fucking him was getting you off more than you could ever imagine. You pushed his face harder into your pussy and he let his tongue slide deeper into it as you continued moaning into his hand and breathing hard.

Just then, there was a knock on the break room door. Both of you froze as you were a bit too lost in the moment. Neither of you responded quick enough and the door came open as one of Jonathan's managers stood in the doorway. "Jon, you're wanted back in 10 mi------ ah... SHIT." There was no denying what the two of you were doing.

His manager had walked in on Jon knelt in front of your open legs with his head buried under your skirt. The manager closed the door wordlessly. A moment passed as Jon pulled his face out from between your wet thighs and you pushed your skirt back down to cover yourself. On the other side of the door you could hear two of his entourage muttering to one another and one say "FUCK, not again!" This wasn't the first time the two of you had gotten carried away while he was doing something important.

The door cracked open again as the manager reluctantly stepped back in while avoiding looking at what was going on in the room.

"Do you think you could get your shit together, Jon? You're wanted back in 10 minutes" they said in an annoyed but resigned tone.

"Y---yeah. YES. Sorry," Jonathan replied.

Your cheeks were red and hot and all you could do was look at the ground and cover your face and bury it in your hands with embarrassment.

"Thank you. OK? 10 minutes," the manager reiterated before shutting the door.

You shook your head and were extremely sexually frustrated now. His dick was still hard. You stood up from the couch as you said "we should stop. I'm sorry."

Jonathan stood up and pushed a chair against the door, wedging it against the door knob.

"FUCKIT," Jonathan said in a confident tone. "They aren't gonna do a Jonathan meet and greet without Jonathan!" He stepped back towards you and grabbed your waist. You couldn't believe it. He REALLY was determined to fuck you. But you weren't about to fight him off. "We'll have to make it quick.... but.... I want to finish what we started" Jonathan said with a dark smirk. You returned the smirk and nodded.

Jonathan wasted no time. He kissed down your body and firmly grabbed your thighs, plunging his face back under your skirt and pulling your panties to the side again, licking your clit hard and firm and massaging it rapidly with his tongue. You couldn't help but moan and yelp and feel dizzy, using his shoulders for balance as he gripped your hips, making sure you didn't fall over. He bit the side of your panties and pulled them down your legs with his teeth. You moaned louder, watching him do this. You moved your feet and stepped out of your panties, crushing yourself up against his face. He sucked on the lips of your pussy, pulling them gently with his lips and giving them gentle nibbles. He pushed a finger in and swirled it around inside you while gripping your hip with his other hand and sucking on your clit with his lips. You couldn't take it anymore. You NEEDED him inside you.

"S-s-stand up, come here!" you said. He obeyed you and rose up from where he was knelt in front of you. You breathed hard, staring at him. The two of you were pressed together.

"I wanna fuck you so bad right now," you whimpered.

'So fuck me," Jonathan said in a quiet, calm voice, with a big grin on his face. Instead of doing ANYTHING to you, he let you take the lead. You saw his hard dick through his pants and instead of him undoing his own pants or pulling you into him, he placed both of his arms behind his back and folded his hands together as if he was handcuffed. He just stood there in front of you, waiting to see what you'd do to him while locking eyes with you. He looked down at his pants and then back up at your face, grinning.

You went wild. You grabbed his waist and hungrily undid his belt buckle and undid the button and the zip on his pants. You pushed him against the wall of the break room and reached into his boxers, grabbing his hard dick and jerking him with one hand while pulling him by the hair with your other hand to bring him in for a deep kiss.

He moaned and grunted into your mouth and his cock twitched in your hands. You rubbed the tip of his big dick with your thumb and could already feel precum leaking from the tip. He was as hard as he ever gets, clearly also insanely turned on by how much you desperately wanted to lay claim to him. He was definitely going to let you do whatever you wanted to him. You pressed yourself against him and kept giving him a handjob while the two of you exchanged sloppy kisses and an off-balance, dizzy embrace.

Eventually HE too lost his cool. Witnessing your jealous rage and horniness for him had turned him on to the extreme as well. He was definitely getting off on knowing how bad you wanted him all to yourself. He pushed you back onto the couch. The couch was too narrow to properly climb on top of you so instead, he grabbed your legs up in the air and pulled your body to the side so you were facing him on the couch.

He pulled your legs apart and placed your legs on each of his shoulders, lowering his pants and boxers more. He knelt in front of your pussy in a crouched position on the couch.... He paused for a moment, taking in just how bad you want it. You were gasping in anticipation. You gripped the front of his shirt, pulling him towards you and said "FUCKING DO IT!" you whined. He groaned and pushed his long, hard dick into you. You couldn't be quiet, but you tried. You placed your own hand over your mouth while he fucked you, deeper and deeper with each pump.

"AGGGGHhHH.. S--SHHIIIIIIITTT" Jonathan sputtered while pushing further into your pussy and feeling it grip around him. You were so wet and slippery and still a bit enraged so you returned his firm pumps by aggressively bucking your hips forward against him. You looked at each other's flustered faces while he pushed deeper into you and he picked up speed. You were surprised you already felt so close to coming. I guess something about the adrenaline of rage and jealousy paired with the heat of the moment really had you going.

You gripped his dreads and pulled him closer against you. You don't usually yank his hair this hard but you were still a bit enraged with him. He pressed on top of you, crushing you up against the couch and pumping hard into you. "FUCK. FUCK. SHHIIIITTT.... You really f--fu-ffucking wanted it hmmm?" Jonathan said. You groaned and nodded in return, pushing your hips forward against him.

Jon ground his crotch hard into you and held it there as you still had a firm grip on his hair. "Mmmmmmm... maybe I should make you jealous more often," Jon said in a naughty voice. You didn't like the thought of that…at least you didn’t THINK you did. But now, you were so close to coming you couldn't stand it. You squeezed your pussy tight around him and he winced and went "AGHHH!!! mmmmm" and pumped faster and faster. His huge cock was seeking your deepest regions and you desperately needed to cum with him. You pushed hard against him one more time, impaling yourself on cock. Your pussy pulsated as your orgasm hit you in delicious waves and you couldn't stop yourself from moaning and grunting loudly.

Jonathan wasn't far behind. However, he slowed his pumps briefly while you came, just watching you, almost taken aback by the intensity of your orgasm. All he could do was moan and whimper watching your face and feeling your pussy squeeze and throb around his leaking dick as he was about to bust. "DAMN baby," Jon said as you opened your eyes slowly. You had squirted a little when you came and gotten his crotch extra wet. You had definitely gone full animal on him. You REALLY needed that orgasm. "DAMN," he repeated, realizing just how hard you came all over his cock. He shook his head while smiling gleefully.

Jonathan caught himself and continued pumping nice and hard. It felt amazing as he fucked you in your post-orgasm bliss while your pussy and clit were drenched and super sensitive. However, Jonathan wasted no time pumping harder and faster into you, slamming you against the couch. You could hear the wet slapping of his balls against your drenched cunt and distantly, you could hear people outside the break room as they were getting more impatient. "AHHhhhhhh.... shi--I'm gonna cu- cum!" Jon groaned as his body started shaking. "Cum for me baby," you said while wrapping your legs tightly around him and pushing him as far into you as he could go. "AHHHH!!!! SHHiiiiiiiii----" Jon sputtered as he whimpered and blew inside you. His whole body shook as you hugged him tightly against you and he unloaded his full dick deep inside you. He lost his balance and fell against you on the couch as he came. The two of you blanked out together for a moment as he just emptied and emptied and tried to breathe. It sounded like he was literally having a difficult time inhaling new air.

There was a heavy quiet for a moment as the two of you just froze in that position until he was done pumping and leaking every last drop. You loosened your grip on his dreads and slowly parted your thighs, letting his crotch out of the lock you had him in while he'd come. He was lethargic and dizzy, while shaking and panting. The two of you slowly and reluctantly let go of each other as he pulled out of you. He whined and groaned as he tried to stand up, only to stumble and quickly fall back down on the couch with his dick still out of his pants, still leaking and dripping. The two of you sat side by side on the couch, catching your breath while dripping juices onto the fabric of it.

"Well SHIT, baby!" Jonathan eventually said with his voice breaking, as he began to giggle, trying to figure out how to clean up this mess. You locked eyes with him and giggled back. Just a few moments later there was an insistent knock on the door. The manager knew better than to open the door this time but they said in a pissed- off voice, "JON! You are wanted back at the meet and greet table... NOW."

"OK! ON MY WAY! SHIT MAN!" Jonathan said with his voice cracking as he slowly staggered to his feet, looking dazed and confused. Jonathan looked around the room for something to clean the two of you up with.

There was a tissue box on the table. He grabbed a bunch of tissues and wiped his leaking dick and the front of his pants before handing some tissues to you for you to clean yourself up with. Your legs were shaking as you wiped your inner thighs and pussy and stumbled across the room to locate your panties and put them back on. As you put them back on you realized how soaked they were and thought of just throwing them away, but figured you'd better just wear them. His cum was leaking down your thigh so you lined your wet panties with some tissues so it wouldn’t leak all the way down your leg.

The two of you embraced and slowly kissed one more time.

Jonathan sighed, still breathing hard and beads of sweat coming down his forehead, as he pushed his sweaty, tangled hair out of his face. He leaned against your ear.

"I love you. Like I said....I'm All yours baby, I promise. Always," he whispered as he gently felt you up and kissed your cheek.

"I love you too, Jon," you quietly replied.

You looked at his face. His beard was still a bit damp from him having gone down on you. You giggled and said "you should probably wash your face."

Jon pressed his hands against his face and gently mopped his beard while laughing and grinning. "Probably," he said while smirking.

"Or maybe I'll just go back. There's probably not time anyway. You and I can just know you left your mark on me," he said while winking and smirking.

The thought of him going back out there smelling like you turned you on incredibly. You grinned and just nodded your head.

The two of you held hands and hobbled out of the break room unsteadily together, looking rather dazed and elated. Reluctantly you let go of his hand and stood back in the corner of the Meet & Greet room. He took slow, unsteady steps back to his Meet & Greet desk and the queue of fans continued to approach him one by one. He had the biggest goofy smile on his face and looked very exhausted now, still trying to catch his breath and play it cool.

Any chance he got, he exchanged a glance with you and you returned it with a naughty smile and a wave. Distantly you could hear his managers angrily muttering.

All you could make out was "someone's gotta tell Jon to stop letting his girl tag along to these damn things, man."

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strawbszz · 6 months

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Jonathan Davis x fem!reader smut

Warnings: smut(of course), f1ngering, oral (fem receiving), cursing

You and Jon were lying in bed cuddled up.

He was wearing a red long sleeve shirt and baggy jeans.

You were wearing gray sweatpants and a band tee(of your choice)

“F-fuck..” Jon randomly blurted out.

“What?” You say slightly giggling.

“Y-you heard that..?” He looks up at you shocked.

“Of course i did.” i giggle “what’s wrong baby..?” You say softly.

“I-i’m h-hard..” Jon replies.

“Y-you’re..” i am stunned “y-you’re serious..?”

“Yes!!!” He whines “c-can i.. uh..”

“Can you what?- o-oh fuckk~” *i cover my mouth.

He starts rubbing two fingers on my clothed clit.

“Y-yeah..?” He breaths heavily “you like that? Huh?”

“Mhm!!” I cover mouth

“Let me hear you..” Jon takes my hand off my mouth.

My eyes roll back “j-jon..”

“Speak up hun..” he starts rubbing faster.

I moan “i-i need you..”

“Be more specific dear..” he chuckles lowly.

“I-i need your mouth..” i bite my lip.

“Alright.. fine I’ll stop teasing you.”

He slowly pulls down my sweat pants. He sees a wet patch on my underwear.

“So wet.. for me?” He looks up at me.

He pulls my underwear down.

“Fuck..” he whispers. He touches your hole with his thumb. He whimpers.

I whine. “Please..”

“Please what?” He smirks.

“Please eat me out..” i whine.

“I’d love to..” jon says.

He slowly bends down keeping eye contact with his tongue sticking out. He licks all the way from your hole up to your clit.

I moan loudly “holy shit!!”

He starts sucking your clit as i grip onto his dreads.

“Jonathan!!” I scream his name.

Jon moans into your pussy.

He starts pushing two fingers into your hole while sucking your clit.

“F-fuckkk..” i grip harder at his dreads.

“So.. fucking.. good..” he moans “good.. fuckin’ girl..” he huffs.

“I-its too much..!!!” I moan.

“Oh its too much? Huh?” He starts speeding up his fingers. “Take my fingers..” he kisses and sucks your clit.

I scream “j-jon..!!”

“C-come for me.. all over my face.. and all over my fingers…”

My climax hits hard.

“Holy shit..” i huff.

“You okay (y/n)?” Jon says a little worried.

“I’m okay baby..” i breathe out “can i help you now?” I smirk.

“Well uhh..” jon looks down at the dark spot on his crotch. “Too late now”

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frogs11 · 1 year

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Jon Davis x fem! reader smut

desc: smoking with Jon Davis & fem receiving oral.

“Y/N I got the za!” you look up from your sketch book and see your best friend running at you with a bong and a bag of weed. “fuck yeah!” you closed the sketch book and you moved yourself over to allow room for Jonathan to sit on the bed with you, he sits down and grabs the grinder.

you watch as he grinds the nugs, you catch yourself staring at his hands, he has really beautiful hands. long, thin fingers, black nail polish, lightly chipped. you stand up and turn on your stereo to play some music, metal of course. Jonathan begins packing the bowl on the glass piece. he passes it to you and hands you a lighter. “you can have green” your hand lingers in his for a second longer than usual when accepting the lighter. you take your hit blowing out a cloud of smoke and then passing back to Jon.

after two bowls of complete silence, Jonathan pipes up and says “you know, i’ve kinda always wanted my own band, i just don’t know if i’d be any good at it” I look over to him, half lidded. “what do you think you’d do? like what part of a band?” I grab my bottle of water and take a small drink. “I dunno. Shit, I can play the fuckin bagpipes, but how in the hell is that metal” he laughs and looks down at his nails. “I’m sure you could come up with something. what about singing? can you do that?” I look over to him.

“I’ve never really tried to. I mean, I sing along to songs and no one’s ever told me I sound bad, I’ve gotten compliments a few times actually, I just don’t sing in front of people.” I sit up from my position and look at him. “you should sing me something, if you know the next song that comes on. In all my years of knowing you, Ive never heard you sing and i’m jealous others have” we laughed it off and he agreed.

One by Metallica comes on the radio, I look over to Jon with a smile “cmon, you got this, I know you love this song” he rolls his eyes and sings along once it starts. I looked at him with wide eyes, his voice was really unique, it didn’t have a perfect technique to it, but there was potential. I started feeling my face warm up, I looked away for a second to recollect myself.

“you have such a pretty voice, what the fuck” I blinked at him, his eyes widened and his mouth opened, but quickly closed and he looked down to the ground with a smile and his face warmed up. “thank you” I leaned into him a little closer, not really having a care in the world, looking into his dark eyes. “Y/N” he starts to talk but stops. “what?” I reply smiling. He starts to talk but quits and instead crashes his lips onto mine. I lean into it, kissing him back.

We made out for a few minutes before pulling away and instantly going red, looking away from each other. “um I’m sorry if that was too much” Jon starts to ramble, twisting his hair between his fingers and looking away. I grab his hand and kiss his finger tips. “I never knew how bad I needed that until now” I look up at him, his mouth slightly agape with a look of pure shock.

I push him back, positioning myself on top of him. I look down at him for a second before leaning in and kissing him. One arm wraps around my lower back, the other grabs a fistful of hair. I moan into the kiss when he tugs my hair slightly. He breaks free from the kiss to mutter a “holy fuck” before immediately kissing me again.

I roll my hips down on him earning a low moan of neediness. I smile into the kiss before breaking away. “how far are you wanting this to go?” I look down at him, tucking hair behind my ear. “as far as you want it to go” he relaxes. I blush, “I’ve never actually gone that far…” he smiles, “me neither, we can be each others first?” I nod.

Jonathan and I are now sat in front of each other on our knees, he helps me take my shirt off, leaving me in my bra. His eyes wander down, leaving him red before he looks back up into your eyes. He pulls his own t-shirt over his head, discarding it. I look at him, he was quite thin, a bit of hair on his chest… further down, a happy trail. I bit my lip at the sight before looking back up and smiling. I reach my arms behind my back and unclasp my bra, slowly sliding the straps down my arms. Jonathan’s breathing hitched when the bra finally dropped.

Jon instantly lunges forward, pushing me back onto the bed, he’s swiftly on top of me, lower half between my legs. “I’ve always thought you were beautiful but damn, I was wrong, you’re gorgeous” he connects his lips with mine again, I smile into the kiss, feeling loved. This was a new feeling, I’d never had luck with relationships, I’d never felt anything like this before. His right hand travels to my waist and traces my side up to my ribs. He breaks the kiss and looks at me “can i?” he asks, lightly tracing underneath my right tit. “please” I closed my eyes, waiting for his hand to connect, and that it did. He gently cupped me, lightly squeezing. I opened my eyes looking at him, the look of pure admiration on his face was enough to make my legs close around him. He moves down leaving kisses on my chest, he kisses my nipple before taking it into his mouth.

I moan his name quietly, arching my back. He disconnects and positions himself lower, his head is now between my legs. My eyes open wide “oh my god” I blush looking away. “is it okay?” he looks at me for confirmation. I cover my face but nod, he reaches forward and uncovers my face, he moves back down, pulling my shorts down over my ankles, underwear following. I squeezed my legs closed, embarrassed. He grabs one of my hands and holds it, resting at my side. his free hand opens my legs from my knees. His eyes break contact with mine and goes straight between my legs, the look on his face was enough to leave me soaked.

He leans in closer, leaving kisses on my inner thighs and on my clit, I close my eyes and squeeze his hand tighter, he licks a stripe between my folds making my back arch. I whined at this new feeling, he instantly became infatuated with this activity, he began licking and sucking on my clit harder, slowly learning a technique and forming a consistent pattern, he listened to my body’s reactions and continued doing whatever made my body ache for more.

His free hand snakes between my legs as well, his middle finger teases my entrance, I throw my head back in pleasure when his digit enters, he slowly adds a second and begins pumping in and out slowly. The sound of my wetness was embarrassing but he seemed to love it, he quickly went back to work on me with his tongue, now with his added fingers, it was pure ecstasy. “my god Jon” I panted chasing my high. I felt a pressure build in my stomach, my breathing became quicker, my moans became more whiny and eager. “Jon I think i’m gonna..” I was cut off by my orgasm. I covered my mouth with my hand tightly, muffling my noises as I thrashed a little, my legs shaking as Jonathan watched, his fingers still at work making sure I got the best of my high.

Once it died down and I was able to speak again i lifted my head to look at him, his face was bright red and had a little side smile. I smiled at him, he immediately pulled me in to cuddle for a minute, he held me close and stroked my hair. “you’re seriously perfect to me, I think i’m in love with you” he kissed the top of my head. “I think I love you too Jon.”

part 2?

#jonathandavis #korn band

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ubelforge · 2 months

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𖤐 𐕣 - Name: Ubel (19)

𖤐 𐕣 - Gender: FTM

⛧⛧☣︎ - Pronouns: He/Him

𓌹*𐕣*𓌺 - Religion: Kemetic paganism

𓆩♡𓆪 - Sexuality: Bisexual+Hyper

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ - Music Tastes: Nu Metal, black metal, etc

✪ - Likes: Ghost,SOAD,limp bizkit, Korn, drawing, writing, Steve-o, rdr2, cowboys

⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆ - Dislikes: SA jokes, proshitters, people who force religion (could be any) lasagna.

𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ - A lil bit about me: I write fan fiction for Ghost, and Korn and rdr! And yes, I do take requests. You can ask me anytime, but I do take a long time to write.

(I am autistic and I have ADHD.❤️🎗️)

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WHAT I WRITE‼️‼️‼️😨:

Trans, fem or male, gender neutral readers

Angst, spooky, smut (with limits.) fluff, sad, etc <3

Korn, ghost BC (the characters) Rdr2

What I no no write😡😡:

Incest,R4pe,vomit,scat,wee wiz just weird uncomfortable type shit :(

NO Oc’s. I will not write any OCs. (Sorry-)

Canon character x canon character,

Dead ppl. For example, Kurt Cobain.

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#ask me a question #mental health #autism #jonathan davis x reader #fred durst #mary goore #idk #fanfic #about myself #tumblr fyp #Spotify

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starry-arii0 · 1 year

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lee & lovie

pairing: pope heyward x black!fem reader

notes.... jonathan davis is one fine ass man and the fact that i can only find like 5 Pope fics in comparison to the 10,000 jj fics is kinda crazy so i’d like to change that, disclaimer this is my first story so please bare with me... comments and criticisms are very much appreciated

synopsis: A fun summer with the people she loved that's all Aaliyah wanted this summer she didn’t ask for wildgoose chases, treasure maps, or running around The Outer Banks like the damn Scooby-Doo Gang

“We’re the pogues, and our mission this summer is to have a good time, all the time.”

John B stood on the rooftop of the semi constructed house putting one foot in front of the other as if he was about to walk on a balance beam like a damn idiot. “That’s what, a three-story fall to the deck? I give you about a one-in-three chance of survival.” Pope’s comment caused Aaliyah to turn around taking her focus away from the beautiful horizon. “Mmmmm I’ll make that a one-in-four chance.” Aaliyah’s snide remark caused Pope to roll his eyes. “Hm. Should I do it?” John B contemplated, sticking his finger in his mouth testing the wind as if he was actually going to attempt it. ”Yeah, jump. I’ll shoot you on the way down” Pope cheered on his stupidity, the girl scrunched up her face and looked at him as if he was insane. ”Please don’t.” Aaliyah said, trying to dilute the idiocracy unfolding in front of her with reason. “They’re gonna have Japanese toilets with towel warmers.” The information Kiara relayed surprised no one as she walked out of the house, JJ replied with, “Of course they are. Why wouldn’t they?” Kiara peers over at Aaliyah to see her slight stressed and looks up at John B, “Can you please not kill yourself?”She says as if it was just a slight suggestion. “Don’t spill that beer.” JJ warns, “I’m not giving you another one.”

As if on cue, John B drops the beer and Aaliyah just so happened to be in the splash zone. The girl gasped as she felt droplets of the lukewarm liquid spray her face. John B groaned as he looked down at the remnants of his splattered beer while Pope laughed at both John B and Aaliyah’s reactions to the whole scene. The group’s fun soon had to be put on hold as they saw the security car pull up the driveway. The group ran, dodged, and ducked around the two security guards while laughing as they made their escape to JB’s van. At the sight of the fence Aaliyah groaned, hiking up her maxi skirt as she prepared to jump the fence with Pope right behind her. “I thought you would’ve known by now to not wear those long skirts when you’re hanging around with us Princess.” Pope teased Aaliyah, finding it comical watching her prepare for the jump knowing that she didn’t wanna rip yet another one of her skirts. The girl simply just rolled her eyes having no comeback knowing that what Pope was saying was true but she would never admit that. She jumped the fence Pope and JJ following right after. Aaliyah laughed as Pope fell to the ground not even bothering to help him. The moment was short lived as JJ soon came to help the boy up while laughing, “Get up, Pope, fatso’s coming.” As the trio made it into the safety of JB’s van Kiara and Aaliyah scolded the boys as they taunted the security guard worried that they might send the poor man into cardiac arrest.

“The Outer Banks, Paradise on Earth. It’s the sort of place where you either have two jobs or two houses. Two tribes, one island….. The Pogues that’s us…”

“That’s JJ, my best friend since the third grade. He’s about as local as they come…. Best surfer I know. Just don’t tell him I said that. Mild kleptomaniac and future tax cheat.”

“And that’s Kiara, or Kie, as we call her. And when she’s not saving turtles, or listening to Marley, or getting a dolphin tattoo, she hangs out with us. I’m not really sure why, though. She’s a rich kid, actually. Foot in both worlds… Guess we all sort of have a thing for her, except for Pope but more on that later.”

“And that’s Pope, the brains of the operation. Finalist for the Lucas T. Vanderhorst Merit Scholarship. And the smartest person I know. Little bit of a weirdo… He was a Pogue, just like the rest of us.”

“And this one, that’s Aaliyah, Liyah for short. The other brains of the operation and the other smartest person I know. Now unlike us Lia’s an actual Kook Princess. The Kook sweetheart, as we like to call her because unlike the other stuck up pricks on Figure Eight, she is the kindest person you’ll ever meet. The reason may be because her aunt, the sheriff, basically raises her since her parents are always away.

“And that’s me, John Booker Routledge.”

#black!reader #outer banks #pope heyward #pope heyward x reader #kiara carrera

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ophelialoveshandsomemen · 2 years

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A december writing challenge that I will try. If you want to send me one of Oscar Isaac’s characters and a day to write for, go ahead! If I don’t get any prompts, I will be writing my own choices. Ask me if you wanna be tagged!

Female reader or GN reader only please!

I’m more comfortable with female reader, but I can easily write gender neutral. Male reader, however, I am NOT comfortable writing for too many reasons to state here.

Just a warning, I’m not big on cities, so this will feature mainly rural/country settings.

Warning. There may be religious themes in some of these, which I will tag accordingly.

** indicates smut, both light and heavy.

Day 1 - Baking || Vanilla, sprinkles, and chocolate flavored kisses. (Richard Alonso Munoz x fem!reader)

Day 2 - Frozen Lake || Cold hands, Scarves, and Snow.(Duke Leto Atreides x fiancée!fem!reader) **

Day 3 - Hot Chocolate || Marshmallows, warm hands, and soft smiles.(Abel Morales x fem!reader)**

Day 4 - Cozy Cabin || Patterned rugs, soft blankets, and warm baths.( Santiago Garcia x wife!fem!reader)

Day 5 - Fire Places || Fuzzy socks, soft rugs, and hands intertwined.(Pt.2! Duke Leto Atreides x fiancée!fem!reader .sequel to You’re handsome with snowflakes in your beard.)

Day 6 - Blanket Fort || Fluffy pillows, movies, and snacks(Modern!Poe Dameron x pregnant!fem!wife!reader)

Day 7 - Catching a cold || Tissues, savory soup, and cuddles.(Llewyn Davis x fem!reader)

Day 8 - Snowed In || Candles, snow drifts, and quiet.(Mikael Boghosian x fem!reader)

Day 9 - Sledding || biting wind, cold noses, and laughter(Laurent Leclaire x fem!reader. Canon era.)

Day 10 - Winter Market || Murmuring crowds, rows of stalls, and the smell of food.(Blue Jones x gn!reader)

Day 11 - Snowball Fight || Heavy breathing, footprints in the snow, and warm hugs.( Richard Alonso Munoz x fem!reader. Part 2! sequel to Kisses of Chocolate.)

Day 12 - Lonely || Gloomy skies, soft blankets, and a warm fire. ( William Tell x fem!reader)

Day 13 - Warm Bath || Bubble bath, soft music, and gentle hands. (Richard Alonso Munoz x fem!reader. Part 3! )

Day 14 - Homemade Meal/Cooking || Savory spices, hot meals, and family. (Mikael Boghosian x wife!reader)

Day 15 - Sleigh Ride || Sleigh bells, foggy breath, and the smell of cedar.(Nathan Bateman x fem!reader)

Day 16 - Mistletoe || Warm lights, smoke, and friends.(Jonathan Levy x fem!reader)

Day 17 - Gingerbread || Icing on their cheek, smell of cinnamon, and playful kisses.

Day 18 - Sunsets || Golden hour, towering pine trees, and warm coats.

Day 19 - Movie Nights || Laughter, snacks, and cuddles. (Nathan Bateman x fem!reader.)

Day 20 - Hiking || Rough ground, crisp morning air, and sunrises.

Day 21 - Sweaters || Cozy feelings, goosebumps, and comforting hands.

Day 22 - Unique Traditions || Smiles, acceptance, and making memories.

Day 23 - Proposal || Nerves, candles, and a tasty meal.

Day 24 - Holiday Traffic || Car horns, comforting words, and snow.

Day 25 - Lazy Mornings || Soft blankets, familiar arms, and the morning light.

Day 26 -Furry Friends || Shining eyes, the pitter - patter of paws, and that fuzzy feeling in your chest.

Day 27 - Roasting Marshmallows || Roaring bonfires, laughter of friends, and gooey marshmallows.

Day 28 - Huddle for Warmth || Warm bodies, steady breaths, and comforting feelings.

Day 29 - Holiday Lights || Holiday music, bright colors, and joy.

Day 30 - Fireworks || Loud booms, sparkling light, and a breathtaking kiss.

Day 31 - Wild Card || write anything you want!(Victoriano ‘El Catorce’ Ramirez x fem!reader)

#aerynwritesdc21 #richard alonso muñoz x reader #jonathan levy x reader #blue jones x reader #nathan bateman x reader #santiago garcia x reader #victoriano ramirez x reader #laurent leclaire x reader #mikael boghosian x reader #llewyn davis x reader #duke leto atreides x reader #leto atreides x reader #duke leto x reader #poe dameron x reader #abel morales x reader #sfw.#nsfw.

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writefightandflightclub · 3 years

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Luna’s masterlist of masterlists 🌙 (Updated Jan. 2024

Please note this blog is 18+. Minors DNI. Ageless blogs interacting will henceforth be BLOCKED.🚫

I do not consent to my writing being reposted elsewhere, translated, or fed into AI. 🤖

For anyone new here (hello 🧡), I mainly write Oscar Isaac and Pedro Pascal character x reader fics (including fem!reader, GN reader, and sometimes masc!reader). I’m in Star Wars, Triple Frontier, Marvel fandoms, and more!

While I’m here, here’s my Ko-fi if you like what you see here and would like to generally support my existence 🙏😌🧡 I have no beta readers, I’m not an AI, and I do my best!

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Up next (Feb - April)

RIDE OR DIE - series (Santiago Garcia x fem!reader): Masterlist here

Most recently posted (not yet on masterlists below):

Helicopter guitar: reader x Triple Frontier poly (part of CotT universe)

Flight Instinct: Frankie x Santi (part of CotT universe)

Make you mine: Santiago Garcia blurb GN!reader

Untitled: Javi blurb (fem!reader)

Something to prove: Frankie Morales x fem!reader

How to bring a gif to his knees: Nathan Bateman x fem!reader blurb

Sugar: younger!Nathan x older!fem!reader

Santi x AuDHD reader headcanons

Touch-starved Marc blurb

Touch-starved subby Marc pt 2

Jake Lockley soft!headcanons

Steven Grant Halloween party blurb

Release (Duke Leto x fem!reader smut)

Marc Spector sick fic (blurb)

Yes Man (Cecil Dennis x fem!reader)

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Most Active WIPS

Miguel: hanging by a thread part 3/3 (will happen eventually!)

Nathan: thinner than water (meeting his family)

Nathan college AU - series

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Poe Dameron Masterlist 🔗

Poe Dameron fics, including series, one shots, blurbs, headcanons, and chat posts. (First Order Poe too!)

FinnPoe, some Finn x reader / FinnPoe x reader fics.

A few other Star Wars bits.

Nathan Bateman (+ assorted Oscar characters) Masterlist 🔗

All my Nathan Bateman content

Content for other Oscar characters including: Richard Alonso Muñoz; Llewyn Davis; Duke Leto Atreides; Evgeni Kolpakov; Orestes; Jonathan Levy; Abel Morales.

Moon Knight, Miguel O’Hara + More (MMM) 🔗

MOON BOYS: Steven Grant; Marc Spector; Jake Lockley; + the Moon Knight system.

Miguel O’Hara (ATSV)

Tony Stark (MCU)

Corinthian (Sandman)

Triple Frontier Masterlist 🔗

All my Santiago “Pope” Garcia content

Triple Frontier poly! fics

Frankie Morales x reader; Will Miller x reader; Benny Miller x reader

Pedro Pascal Masterlist 🔗

Pedro characters: Joel Miller; Din Djarin; Frankie Morales; Javier Peña; Agent Whiskey. Others (Ezra) coming soon.

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Fic recs!

Nov ‘21; Dec ‘21

ILY 😘

#Oscar Isaac #Pedro Pascal #masterlist #WIPs #recent fics #the whole shebang

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hoekins · 6 years

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teenage dirtbag | j.b

based on this request and the song teenage dirtbag by wheatus, i hope you like it nonnie!! i’m sorry it’s kinda messy and all over the place, i still dont have much grasp of jonathan’s character but i hope this is ok

pairing: jonathan byers x fem reader

warning: hint of bullying, language

request | prompts | masterlist

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Joining the yearbook committee was the most interesting thing Jonathan has done on his last year of high school. He wanted to end his senior year without making much of a fuss but his art teacher convinced him to join for extra credit so he pretty much just went with it. That, and the fact that people-watching has always been one of his interests.

It didn't bother him at first; after all, he's been so accustomed to being on the receiving end of nasty glares and judgmental side-eyes that he's learned to simply brush it off and move on. The one thing he worries about though is having to deal with people who go out of their way to mess with him. This is furthermore justified as just two minutes later, he was given a tip to capture more of the popular bunch because apparently, they make the entirety of the batch. It sounds absurd and stupid to Jonathan but he just goes with it like he always does even though every time he walks just an inch too close to the snarky ones, he feels like he's entering a starving lion's den at his own will just to be chewed up and spitted out. Really, his only motivation to even breathe in their direction is you.

Maybe it’s because he lacks it but he finds your confidence the most attractive. There’s just something in the way you walk and carry yourself that he finds so appealing. He admits that you are way out of his league and not only that, you’re also in the same social circle as the people who shit on him just for the heck of it. Still, Jonathan acknowledges that there exists contrast between your hard gaze of not taking shit from anyone, and your soft eyes that were almost kind. Almost.

He’s at internal conflict, really. He shouldn’t want anything to do with you just like you probably don’t want anything to do with him. Jonathan’s certain that you don’t even know his name nor do you give a damn about him which just makes him feel even more stupid for finding interest in you. He can’t help it though; it’s as if the more he tries to avoid you, the more that he gravitates towards you— like a rubber band. It’s subconscious, really, his mind goes auto-pilot every time you’re around that he almost can’t control himself. He notices that every time he develops the photos he takes, he always sees your face. Some days more than the others. He tells himself they’re for the yearbook but if he was to be completely honest, that statement would only be half true.

"Hey Y/N," Carol nudges your arm. Upon hearing your name, you take your eyes off Blake Davis who's dribbling a ball across the court. With that, Carol continues with a knowing smirk, "Byers is back at it again." Of course your friends have noticed Jonathan’s recurring presence ever since he joined the yearbook committee. They might be thick but they live for drama so their eyes are sharper on things like these. You were made aware of this situation a handful of times before but you never really paid any attention to it to avoid feeding their appetite for unnecessary drama.

Jonathan bites the inside of his lip upon hearing his last name. It doesn't take a genius to figure out that they're going at him again. His index finger runs through the button on his camera as his eyes steal a quick glance your way but soon fluttering close like a flower in reverse bloom. It’s true that almost everyone intimidates him but no one does better on the job than you. You’d blink his way and the boy would melt like popsicles in the height of summer.

You give Carol a confused look, "What?" Jonathan sees you shake your head in his peripheral vision before you return your attention to someone in the court.

Blake Davis. You're looking at Blake Davis— your boyfriend. Everyone swore Blake never dates until one morning he pranced through the hallways with you, of all people, in tow. It didn't really confuse them since you were in Blake Davis' league except for the fact that you're not half as much of a devil incarnate as him. The boy brought a handgun once to school and even had the audacity to brag about it during lunch. When all of that went down, Jonathan watched you slap Blake‘s arm to stop him, and Jonathan wondered even more why the hell you put up with the boy in the first place. He may not be the best in math but he‘s certain that you picking the biggest asshole in school does not add up at all because you are cool and popular like Blake but that’s about everything you have in common with him.

"Hey, Byers!" Someone is quick to take Jonathan out of his head. He looks up, seeing Blake staring at him with both hands curled into fists at his hips. "You done ogling my girl?"

Jonathan gets the urge to slap the smirk off Blake's face but it's not like he'd actually do it. So instead, he does what he usually does and simply ignores the remark and the entertained chuckles from some people listening in on the scene.

"Hey, listen here, punk," Jonathan’s seeming indifference only riles the boy up until all of a sudden, Blake is in front of Jonathan with one fist wrapped around the collar of his shirt. "I let you feed your desires by taking pictures of my girl all the damn time— you think we don't notice? God, you really are pathetic—"

"Blake, what the hell are you doing?" You're quick on your feet, tugging at your boyfriend's arm to keep him as far from Jonathan as possible. "He's part of the yearbook committee, leave him alone." You catch Jonathan's eyes as you say this, tugging furthermore at your boyfriend who only tightens his hold on Jonathan's shirt.

As if you're not even there, Blake practically shoves his face right in front of Jonathan in a threatening manner, "I'm warning you last time, Byers—"

"Blake, stop! Stop it!" You finally get your boyfriend's hands off Jonathan, "This is ridiculous! You're acting like a child! They're just pictures!" You yell at this point, enough to catch the attention of everyone in the gym, even those in the basketball team who were warming up for a game.

"He's being fucking creepy!" With that, Blake turns to Jonathan and brings his fist up against his jaw. The quick turn of events elicits gasps from certain people, but you weren't shocked at all; you were seething red with anger. If you were in an animated show, steam would certainly be escaping your ears at this point.

Before you know it, your hands are back on Blake, only this time you push him so hard, he fell on his ass on the gym floor. He skids a few inches from where he took the hit, obviously taken aback from the aggression you're showing for the first time. "You're being a fucking dick, Blake! Get your shit together!" You shake your head in frustration as you turn towards Jonathan who's already making his way out of the gym.

"What?” Blake scoffs, “You're really protecting that dirtbag? He's not fucking worth it—"

"You know what's not fucking worth it? You! You're so fucking mad at the world that you think just because you feel like shit that everyone else should feel like shit too!" You yell back at him, equally as loud and bold. "I thought you could change but really you're a hopeless charity case, Blake. No one can help you but yourself yet not even you are willing to put up with you."

You turn around, jogging out of the gym in hopes of finding Jonathan. Contrary to what Jonathan thought, you actually know his first name but only because your friends never stopped talking shit about him. You have no idea what to tell Jonathan but you definitely want to apologize for what your friends have put him through thus far. You initially thought that if you don't pay attention to them pissing on him on a regular basis, they would stop and lose interest but they never did.

It doesn't take long before you find Jonathan crouching at the parking lot. You carefully walk closer to the bench where he sits slouched, shirt wrinkled and hair disheveled.

"Hey," you say softly, standing next to him, not really wanting to sit and invade his space more than your friends already have.

His eyes peer up without moving his head, wondering why you’re wasting energy on him. It’s the first time he’s ever had your full attention and it’s so overwhelming that he’s not able to meet your eyes.

"I'm sorry," you sigh, looking down at your feet. The two words taste foreign on your tongue. You don’t say it often mostly because you aren’t sorry all that much but right now, looking at the swelling skin on Jonathan’s jaw that you feel is partly your fault, you feel the most apologetic you have lately.

"Why do you put up with them?" Jonathan asks in barely a whisper.

His question takes you by surprise, silencing you for a moment, but it also makes you think. See, it implies that you don’t belong with them, that maybe you’re not like them— something you haven’t even thought about yourself. Sure, you never supported your friends when they do shit like target other students but you’ve always thought people’s perception of you aren’t as far from how they perceive your friends. You've been so apathetic to how your friends have been acting towards people like Jonathan that you didn't realize it makes you one of them too, that you’re somehow an accomplice in the crime. That you’re only as good as your friends— or as bad, really.

You shake your head, "It took me a long time to realize that I really shouldn't."

Jonathan chuckles, "Someone had to be punched for you to realize that."

You can't help but smile at this as you motion towards the bench, silently asking if you could sit next to him. He nods and moves slightly to the side to allow you more space. A chill makes its way up his spine as his heightened senses alert him of the skin on your arm brushing against his, and the side of your knee pressing next to his. His nerves urge him to move away but he doesn't.

In the silence, you ask, "Do you listen to Iron Maiden?" He doesn't seem like he does, but you ask anyway. "I got two tickets to Iron Maiden next week. I was supposed to go with Blake but I don't even want to breathe next to him." You laugh at the absurdity of it all. You can't believe you even thought for a moment in your life that you could love someone like Blake.

Jonathan doesn't listen to Iron Maiden, it's just not his type of music. He can't even name one song at that moment, but it's like he’s lost control of his head as it nods your way.

Jonathan revels at the glimmering smile on your lips, "Cool stuff. You're coming with me then." You don't even give him a chance to say anything as you stare at him for a second before standing up and leaving his head in a pile of mush. He can only compare the experience to a rollercoaster despite the fact that he was sitting on a still, flat surface the entire time.

He loses touch of his own thoughts, sitting on the school's parking lot alone until his mom's car halts in front of him. He steps in, sitting next to his brother who already notices something different with the way he's acting.

"What's got you all smiley?" Will nudges his older brother, a watchful gaze on his eyes.

Joyce looks at Jonathan through the rearview mirror, "We saw you talking to a girl so I drove two circles to give you two some time. Who's the pretty lady?" She asks with a lighthearted, comforting smile.

Jonathan whips his head up bashfully, his hair bouncing in the process, "Mom!" He reacts, looking back at his brother who's teasingly wiggling his eyebrows at him. "She's no one." He lies through his teeth. Between him and Y/N, he's the no one.

"Doesn't look like it," Will teases further, biting off a wide grin from appearing on his soft features. He can't even remember the last time Jonathan looked at a girl (or a boy for that matter) other than their mom let alone talk to them so privately.

"She just asked me to see some band next week. 'S no big deal." Jonathan huffs, looking down at his hands. "If anything, she did it out of pity."

Joyce's eyebrows are quick to furrow in worry. Luckily for her, Will is quick to try and lift his brother's spirits. "Yeah? Well, she doesn't know what she's missing."

#i contemplated posting this for some time hmm #stranger things #stranger things imagine #stranger things request #jonathan byers #jonathan byers imagine #jonathan byers x reader #song request #teenage dirtbag

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Jonathan Davis Livens Up a Boring Night With a FREAKY Game

Warning: explicit/sensitive content, deviant theme, 18+ Smut. Male/female sex (romantic boyfriend/girlfriend theme) foreplay, fingering, oral sex, cunnilingus, handjob, blowjob,unprotected sex, p in v, finishing inside, praise & degradation, edging/denial, fear kink, adrenaline kink, BDSM.. Overall, A LOT IS GOING ON IN THIS STORY AGAIN 🤣💀

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Summary: You are Jonathan's girlfriend. The two of you are stuck at home back in the 2020 Pandemic Lockdown era when the “stay at home” guidelines were most stringent. Like many couples, what started as pleasant togetherness has become mundane and depressing. Combined with the traumatic news regarding the health emergency, you and Jonathan get a bit unhinged one evening. After another horrible day, you decide you have to do SOMETHING different, fun and freaky/kinky to lighten the mood. The two of you gradually admit your mutual kinks and decide to play a back and forth sex game. A VERY kinky hide and seek where you take TURNS hunting each other and doing something freaky/deviant to one another each time you find one another.

Preface: My other JD fanfics are more "normal" if you wanna check those. This one's not for everybody. In real life, JD talks about various kinks/deviancies in interviews. His Penthouse interview, JD said “I’m the kinkiest motherfucker you’ll ever meet. I do freaky, weird shit” and he provided some BDSM examples. His Playboy interview, he talks a bit about morbid/fear kink games and degredation/control games he's played with women who wanted that with him.

Korn songs like "My Gift to You," "Last Legal Drug" (Le Petit Mort) and "Beat it Upright" and "Inside out" where JD is telling his girl to "take the punishment" inspired this fanfic. The lyrics suggest he likes to give AND take some sexy degradation/control/ fear play during sex. So unlike my last deviant smut, "Jonathan Davis Plays Kinky Hide and Seek With You," -- Y/N degrades Jonathan a bit as well. The two take turns in an increasingly aggressive/heated sex game. In this fic, the boring night drives Y/N to BEG for a kinky game with him... and... it just keeps escalating. 🤣

Anyhoo. Hope you enjoy. No surprise... it's um.. lengthy and (again) borrows from my past "adventures," and kinks. Sorry y'all.

Story:

You and Jonathan were about two months into the COVID lockdown restrictions in early 2020. At this point, people are still urged to isolate themselves at home and only go out for essential errands. Many venues/stores were closed. Many tourist spots you and Jon had planned to escape to were closed. Opening your phone or turning on the TV was an ENDLESS stream of horrifying news. Jonathan's tour with Korn had been postponed due to the pandemic. The two of you were initially grateful to at least have each other during this ordeal. Spending time together without his work obligations gave you two a chance to catch up in EVERY regard, sexual and non-sexual.

However, as with many couples, the isolation was driving you two crazy. You drifted apart. Jonathan was gaming a lot. You were reviving old hobbies like arts and crafts. The two of you would go to separate rooms a lot, since there’s such a thing as “TOO much quality time.”

One evening, Jonathan was gaming in his pajamas on the sofa. You had been sketching for hours. You felt lonely and depressed thinking about everything going on in the world. Jonathan loves gaming but often games compulsively when depressed. He'd been on the console in his pajamas most of the day. You felt like something had to change. You went into the living room, also dressed in your "less sexy" pajamas. Things had gotten DAMNED casual at home. Suddenly, you two felt like an old married couple who'd just quit trying.

You plopped on the couch next to Jon, immersed in the game, not even greeting you. You broke the silence:

"Jon.... I'm not feeling good tonight," you admitted.

Jon took a moment to respond as he was so lost in the game. Eventually he processed what you just said.

"What do you mean? .... DO YOU THINK YOU MIGHT BE GETTING SICK?" he said, pausing the game and turning to you. Obviously COVID was the first thing on EVERYONE’S mind. The dark, intrusive reality.

"No! No, I'm fine. I'm just.... REALLY upset, Jon. It feels like we've passed away and our ghosts are living here, ya know?”

Jon slumped his head down, looking at the ground.

“I know…” he admitted in a soft, resigned voice.

“I LOVE you. But, we are stuck here ALL THE TIME... to the point we’ve been avoiding each other! It's a shitty feeling!" you confessed.

Jonathan pressed his hands against his temples and mumbled, silently nodding his head in agreement. He looked really depressed/stressed. There was tense silence between the two of you for a moment. He slumped his head against the couch with a resigned expression. Glancing back at you, he saw just how upset you were. Jon slowly put the controller on the table and faced you, pulling you into him for a hug. You gladly accepted and pressed your face against his shoulder, holding him tight.

"I know.... I'm sorry,” Jon said in a soft, reassuring voice.

“This whole thing has just fucked with my head so much. Fucked up every aspect of my life. This shit took away the things that kept me going. I feel LOST right now," Jon admitted.

"I feel the same way. LOST. But I'm glad you're here. I don't want to be alone right now! I know you need space and stuff... but right now....I just need to be with you!" you admitted in return, holding him tighter.

Jon held you and gave you a kiss on the forehead before letting you rest your head on his chest and get comfortable against his body on the couch. The two of you sat silently for a while, reflecting on the grim situation. You really didn't know how to feel better. Neither of you drank or took drugs anymore. Sex was your "last legal drug." You ALWAYS had a very fiery sexual relationship but even THAT was fizzling a bit from isolation and the emotional impact of the pandemic. You decided you should bring it up.

"I really wish I could feel better tonight," you started.

"Yep, wish we could turn the night around somehow," Jon replied.

You tried to make your move. You slowly turned and planted a kiss on his neck.

"We could.... try to feel better in..... one way?" you suggested.

Jon didn’t respond. He was pretty much catatonic. There was too much on his mind.... plus he also felt kind of disheveled and less appealing. He was unkempt, depressed and had sat in his sleep clothes all day.

"Baby, I really don't want you to think this is YOUR fault... but.... I......" (you cut him off)-

"I know. OK? Even FUCKING is starting to feel like ‘been there done that," you admitted. Jonathan froze. He was surprised you were so blunt, but he was glad he didn't have to say it. He replied:

"PLEASE don't get me wrong. You ALWAYS feel amazing. I ALWAYS love being with you. There's just so much going on! Everything feels like a warped nightmare lately," Jon admitted.

"I know what you mean...But… I feel like we HAVE TO do something to get away from it! Just for a bit!” you continued… desperately trying to search your mind.

There was a long silence as the two of you held each other on the couch. Eventually you got bold.

"Jon? .... you may not be in the MOOD for this, but what if I let you try a freaky game on me again? Like that time on our RV trip? … on the beach… near that forest?" you asked, in a naughty voice.

Jonathan’s demeanor slowly changed. His breath caught in his throat…,then he chuckled. "Ummm, how could I FORGET. I broke you in HARD on that one," he said, finally cracking a big smile.

"SO.... let's do something like that again," you suggested.

Jonathan sat still and contemplated, a smile slowly coming and going from his face. Memories of your last “freaky time” flashed in his mind. He had NOT been in the mood…. but the idea had aroused his interest a bit.

"Ummm.... I mean, so- you want me to .... what? Freak you the fuck out again? Cuz uhmm.. we're at home this time. You can't be like.. screaming without the neighbors, uh... calling 911, ya know?" Jon taunted, while chuckling.

"I know!!" you said, cracking a smile and laughing as well.

"BUT maybe we could try a .... similar freaky game? Try my best to stay quiet?” you begged in a teasing voice.

Jonathan’s smile broadened, shaking his head and LIKING the way you think.

"Hmm... alright. Fuckit. I'm down, baby," he said, turning to face you and give you a big kiss. The two of you shared a nice long kiss. It had been the first longer kiss in a few days, and you both thoroughly enjoyed it.

As he let you out of the kiss, he asked, "So what kinda freaky shit do you want me to do to you THIS time?"

You honestly had no idea. "Jon, I have no fucking clue haha. You're the master of kinky games. Just teach me something!"

Jonathan leaned back on the couch with his legs splayed, looking at you and reflecting/contemplating.

"Hmmm....so, you just... want me to do something to YOU? Fuck you up?" he inquired, smirking.

You thought hard for a second. "Umm... actually... NO! YEAH I want you fuck me up a bit, BUT I wanna do things to you BACK! Like... maybe we ... take turns? You do something freaky to me... I do something freaky to you?" you suggested.

Jonathan's smile grew even wider and his eyes brightened. While he enjoyed being the dominant one during "games," he LOVED the fact you were interested in "getting him back" and taking control of him. He hadn't brought it up to you much, but he had WANTED you to get aggressive with him more often.

"I like that. I like that idea a lot," Jon said in a soft, quiet voice. He stared at you, giving you a wicked grin.

"I'd totally let you fuck me up, baby," Jon admitted in a sexy voice, nodding his head.

He sat thinking for a moment. Your heart was pounding, wondering what ideas he'd have now that he knew what you wanted.

"How about.. hide and seek here in the house. But way the fuck different this time?" Jon said while shifting his legs around and playing with his hair.

"Different how?" you asked, genuinely excited.

"Like... we take TURNS hunting each other. I look for you. Then you look for me. Each time we find each other, we each have two minutes to do ANYTHING we want to one another. How's that sound?" Jon asked in a soft voice, looking at you with a dirty smile.

"HA! Um.. ANYTHING?" you asked, dumbfounded.

"YEAH. Anything. DON'T just do something normal. Do something aggressive and freaky. We fuck each other up! For TWO MINUTES only," Jon said as he grabbed his phone off the table and set a two minute stopwatch timer on it.

Your eyes flared, thoroughly enjoying the sound of this. You smiled and nodded in agreement.

"And we have to stop when the two minute alarm on the phone goes off,” Jon explained as he reached for his phone and set a 2 minute time.

“Then the other one has to hide. Mkay?" Jon asked.

"Damn Jon! I mean... you are WAY better at thinking of freaky stuff to do to ME," you admitted. Jon grinned and nodded his head, remembering all the things he’s done to you.

"I don’t know WHAT to do to YOU!" you admitted.

Jonathan's smile widened. "Well.... just be aggressive. Be weird. I've given you ideas once or twice. AND... I have to do what you say," he said with a naughty smile.

"Just ... be creative.. And don't worry, I don't break easy, baby," Jon said in a low, sexy voice.

Your pussy was waking up a LOT. You REALLY liked the sound of this game.

"Ok, I'll try," you said, giving him a naughty smile/nod.

"Ok! Let's fuckin do it. Let's...... try to search for each other--- um-- ... at LEAST 4 times before saying game over. Kay?" Jon said while getting up and dimming the lights around the living/dining room.

"Ok!" you replied.

You ran to the home office and art studio and turned off the lights there as well. The two of you plopped back on the couch together. The dim lighting definitely made the vibe of the game more appealing. The two of you momentarily stared at each other, exchanging naughty smiles in the warm, low light. Impulsively, you both went in for a big, passionate kiss and started making out. You and Jon got surprisingly lost in the moment, opening your mouths and kissing harder. Jon started squeezing your breasts and feeling you up. You moaned into his mouth and almost pounced on him. Jon reluctantly pulled away from the kiss and cleared his throat, smiling and letting out a giddy, frustrated laugh.

"OK ... we gotta... ahem... we gotta fuckin, FOCUS!" Jon said, laughing.

"Ok, yes. Let's start," you agreed, laughing also.

"Let's keep the search to just downstairs, ok? We'll just take turns hiding SOMEWHERE down here," Jon said. He sounded like an excited kid. You couldn’t help but smile wider. Things had been so depressing. This was DEFINITELY more of the Jonathan you were familiar with. Lighthearted, FILTHY minded...and sweet.

"Alright. I wanna hide first!" you admitted, giddy with excitement/arousal.

"Fair enough," Jon said with a wicked smile. "I'll give you 60 seconds," Jon said, sitting back on the couch and shutting his eyes. He started counting.

You decided to run into the home office and hide under the desk. Not a very good hiding place but you were eager to be found. Jonathan finished counting and began walking around the house. You heard him crack a chuckle as he slowly searched the rooms. As he entered the home office, you heard his footsteps getting closer to your hiding place. There was silence, then you saw his long hair drape over the desk to looking up to see his face peering down at you. He cracked up. You started laughing as well.

"You just WANT to be found, HUH?" Jonathan teased.

"YES," you admitted with a smile.

"Hmm… be careful what you wish for,” Jon said, cracking a dark grin and setting the phone timing.

“Here we go, mkay?” Jon said playfully, hitting the ‘start’ button.

"Mmm-hmm...." you replied as your heartbeat picked up.

You heard the phone ding as the timer started. Jonathan walked up next to you as you were still crouched under the desk.

"GET your ass out here!" he ordered in a deep/sexy, dominating voice.

You happily crawled out and stood up.

He took slow, ominous steps closer to you until your fronts were pressing together.

"Now….RUN away from me!" Jon commanded. You were surprised, but did as he said.

Without hesitation, you started to run off. Before you knew what hit you, Jon grabbed you HARD around the waist, firmly tackling you to the floor.

You let out a scream but also laughed. He flopped to the floor with you, pulling you both down and pinning you with his weight. The two of you giggled as he groped you on the ground, holding you down. He crawled atop you and gripped your hair. You went limp under him, enjoying the moment. Then, Jon gave you a new command:

"Try to get up!" he commanded.

"WHAT?" you replied, giggling.

"TRY to get away from me, I wanna see you try!!" Jon demanded in a sly voice.

You were enjoying this grope-session…but the rule was "do as he says."

You began wriggling around and trying to push him off you. You were only doing so playfully though.

"Awww c'mon! That's BULLSHIT, baby!!!" Jonathan teased before pressing his face against your ear and firmly biting your earlobe.

"Really FUCKIN try!" Jon demanded.

You decided to REALLY give it your best shot. You shoved your hands hard against his chest and tried to push your way out from under him. He pushed you down harder. You wriggled your legs around and brought your knees up against him, trying to shove/kick him off. Jon momentarily lost his balance. You pushed him off you and rolled over onto your stomach. As you brought your knees up and started to crawl away, Jon firmly grabbed your hips/ass from behind. Knocking you back down on the ground, Jon pinned you on your belly while pushing himself on top of you.

You both moaned/giggled and breathed heavily at this ridiculous, heated, wrestling match. Jon flipped you back over to face him, pinning your hands above your head. He pressed against you, grinding his crotch all over you.

“KEEP FUCKING TRYING, GIRL!” Jon teased.

Again, you used your legs to push against his lower body and make him lose his balance. It briefly worked and he fell backwards off of you. You started to get up but he grabbed you by the ankle. You squealed as he reached up, grabbed you around the hips and pulled you back against him on the ground, bracing your fall with his body. Jon held you tight against his body and pressed hard up against your backside, bringing one of his legs over your hip to trap you. You were both starting to thoroughly enjoy it when the two minute timer went off. Jon groaned and reluctantly let go of the tight grip he had on

"PFFT, I shoulda said FIVE minutes each time we catch each other!" Jon said, smirking and adjusting his erection through his pajama pants. Catching your breath on the ground/laughing, your pussy had begun dripping quite a bit. The two of you were both sweating a bit. Jonathan helped you to your feet as you exchanged flustered/aroused glances.

Breathing heavily, Jon handed you the phone and prepared the two minute timer for you. "Okay babe. YOUR turn. And remember. Do something freaky!!! Be rough. I can take it," Jon said, giving you his naughtiest eyes. You smiled and nodded, wishing you could just cut to the part where you FIND him. Although, you still had NO IDEA what you were going to do to him when you DID.

Reluctantly, you shut your eyes and started counting to 60 as you heard Jon crack a naughty chuckle and dart out of the room. After you finished counting you quickly worked your way through the house. Being a big, tall man, his hiding places were pretty limited. You moved through the kitchen and living room. Nothing. You had a feeling he was probably in the bathroom. You walked in, peeled back the shower curtain.... nothing. Then out of the corner of your eye you saw his reflection in the bathroom mirror, hiding behind the door.

"PFT you really wanna be found TOO, huh?" you teased.

Jon let out a giddy laugh and slowly stepped out from behind the door.

Nervously, you stood next to him, placing the phone on the counter and starting the two minute timer. YOU STILL had no clue what you were going to do to him. He stood still, hands limp at his sides, smiling and waiting to see what you'd do. All you could THINK to do was aggressively feel him up. So you pushed him hard against the bathroom wall and firmly yanked at his dreads. He quietly chuckled while you ripped at his shirt and leaned up tall to give him a gentle bite on the neck while groping/pulling his hair. You thought you were being "aggressive" enough but Jon continued to laugh at you. You gave him a firm smack on the shoulder and pulled away from him.

"WHAT??? That's not ENOUGH?" you asked, annoyed and flustered.

Jon chuckled and stroked his beard while looking at you with sly eyes.

"Um... that's ok baby…. ha, you're TRYING. That's what counts," Jon taunted while giggling. You felt flustered, annoyed AND turned on. He really wanted you to fuck him up! But... HOW? Without thinking, you gave him the world's gentlest smack across the face.

"PFFfaaa..... ohhh!!.. OH NO!!!" Jon said, sarcastically, while making a fake “fear” gesture with his hands and laughing harder.

You were getting SO flustered. It was like he was TRYING to annoy you and get you to do something really fucked up.

"Gahhhh...you're adorable," Jon said, teasing you more.

Suddenly you looked over at the sink and the drinking glass next to it. You had an idea. You grabbed the cup and quickly filled it with ice cold water.

"Haa!!... game got you too heated? Need a drink?" Jon taunted while laughing at you.

Before he knew what was coming, you turned around and chucked the ice cold water hard at his face.

It caught him so off guard he stopped laughing and was briefly stunned.

Cold water flew everywhere and splashed back off his face and hair.

You froze... waiting for a reaction... horrified you'd gone too far.

Jon paused, choking/spitting out a bit of water that had made it into his mouth.

"Puhhhh!!... hmm.... NO. I didn't see THAT coming," Jon admitted, before cracking a wicked grin at you. Your jaw dropped and you smiled. He LIKED it. It was hilarious. You quickly realized he WANTED you to degrade him a little. Do something fucking WEIRD. You stole a glance at the phone timer. One minute left. QUICKLY you turned around and filled the glass up with ice cold water again.

"Mmmmm.. I see how it's gonna be," Jon said in a low.. playful voice.

You turned back around, shoving him back against the wall with a loud thud. You locked eyes with him and smirked before standing up as tall as you could, slowly pouring more ice cold water over the top of his head.

"UGHhh-nnn... FUCKEN—..OWW!" Jon complained as ice water dripped down his head and went down his back and chest. You poured it nice and slow. You looked at the phone timer. 30 seconds. Jon grunted..

"Guh-UGHhmmm... I'm gonna fucken GET you for this.." he warned. You were more than a LITTLE nervous now. Obviously you'd taken the game to the next level. STILL, you filled up the cup with ice water one more time. He stood patiently against the wall, waiting to see what you’d do. Jon still had a smile on his face but a WICKED look in his eyes, obviously thinking about how he’d get his revenge.

You looked down at his pajama pants and thought for a second... but decided "FUCK IT." Slowly you pushed a hand into the front of his pajama pants, pulling them back to reveal just his boxers.

"Ohhh.... you wouldn't do THAT," Jon taunted while grinning. He knew what you were thinking of doing.

You locked eyes with him, and slowly poured some ice water down his pants. He winced and gasped, trying to stop himself from pushing you away. You had to laugh at the ridiculousness of this. The look on his face shifted from wincing to a look of ENJOYMENT. He LIKED the shocking sensation of cold against a VERY sensitive part of his body.

"Fuuu… OOOWWWW!!! Ughhhh- I'm gonna get you SO BAD!" Jon threatened through gritted teeth, eyes winced shut, STILL smiling.

Your hands were ice cold from holding the cold glass. With the time you had left, you reached right down his pajama pants, into his boxers. He growled at you as you gripped his dick with your cold hand and briefly jerked him. “SHIIIIIITTTTTTT!!!! Naughty fucken bitch!” Jon yelled while throwing his head back, gripping his hair. The phone timer went off. You gently let go of his dick, stepping back and setting the water glass back on the counter.

Jon growled at you as he chuckled and he wiped water off himself.

"Fuck. YOU!! " Jon said playfully while laughing and grabbing the phone. "You better hide GOOD!!" Jon warned. He immediately shut his eyes and began to count. You ran away.

Looking around for a BETTER hiding place, you realized there were not many. You stole a glance at the kitchen island and decided your best option might be one of those pantries. You wedged yourself inside one and quietly shut the pantry door. After Jonathan finished counting, you heard him looking around. He was pacing quickly, QUITE eager to find you and get you back. You heard him search the living room and office and then chuckle as he figured you MUST be in the kitchen. As you mentally prepared yourself to be found, you heard him open the fridge. “What is he doing that for?” you wondered. He did something at the fridge and then took slow steps around the kitchen, opening different pantry doors. You knew it was only a matter of time now and your heart started pounding. OF COURSE you were excited but also rather nervous about how he was going to “get you back.”

He threw open the pantry door you were in and let out an evil chuckle as you looked up at him. Before you could climb out, he reached in and firmly yanked you out. He stood you up, gripped you in his arms, facing you away from him and squeezing your tits from behind. “I’m gonna fuck you up right on this floor, girl” he warned. He tugged your body in such a way that you immediately lost your balance. Knocking you off your feet, he gently but firmly brought the two of you down to the ground. He sat behind you, still gripping you tightly around the chest, as he set the phone timer.

As soon as the timer began, you saw him reach for a cup on the counter, bringing it down next to you two on the kitchen floor. What was it? A cup of ice! Before you knew what was happening, Jon pushed your body down on the kitchen floor, laying you flat. He climbed atop your lower body, spreading his legs and straddling you on the ground. Yanking your sleep shirt up and exposing your breasts, he grabbed an ice cube from the glass and put it in his mouth, biting it so it stuck half out. He gripped your hands hard and forcefully pinned them above your head. Smiling through gritted teeth, ice cube in his mouth, he slowly nestled his face against your breast, pressing the ice cube onto your nipple. “AHHHhH!!!!” you yelped as shock waves and cold tingles traveled through your breast and down your spine.

Jon laughed through his grit teeth while the ice cube hung from his mouth. He teased your breast with the ice, swirling it in slow circles around your nipples. You fought the urge to wriggle against him and escape. It WAS cold and uncomfortable but ALSO felt GOOD somehow. The cold sensation against your nipples combined with how seductively Jonathan was moving the cube around was AROUSING. Feeling his face against your breast, it was LIKE he was pleasing you, but with this COLD cube. AS he was swirling the cold ice all over your breasts, he began teasingly humping against you on the floor. You began moaning. However, just as you were getting used to that cold sensation against your breasts, Jon crawled further down your body.

The next sensation you felt was a FIRM grip on the waistband of your pajama pants. Jon yanked down your pants/panties with satisfied grunt, ripping them down to your knees. He spat out the current ice cube and grabbed a new one, placing it back in his mouth. Shirt yanked up and pants/panties yanked down, you were fully naked, trapped under him. Jon lowered his head down against you and began slowly dragging the cube from the center of your belly to your crotch.

“AhhhOOOOOWWWWW!!” you yelled as the cold sensation traveled from your belly down to your groin. He let out a devilish chuckle through his grit teeth, dipping his head between your legs and firmly grabbing your thighs. He pulled them apart HARD. The next sensation you felt was his head between your legs as the ice cube made contact with your clit. “OWWW!! FUCK! AHHHhhhh!” you gasped. The sensation was totally overwhelming but the fact he was teasing you like this also made you crazy. You realized you DID like the shocking sensation in a sensitive place as well. He dragged his mouth down further between your legs, pushing his face against the lips of your pussy. He gently rubbed the ice cube against your pussy. Your legs shook and instinctively tried to pull away from him but he gripped your thighs HARD, forcing your legs to stay open.

He had such a good grip on you, you just yelped and let him continue. You moaned as you felt his mouth + the ice cube rub against your pussy lips, teasing your entrance. Shivers went down your spine. Jon looked up from between your legs to look at the phone. Only 20 seconds left. He threw down your legs and climbed off of you for a moment. You were confused, left hanging with your legs open, pants down and shirt up. Jon grabbed the cup of ice and locked eyes with you. He gave you an evil grin and you KNEW he had SOME final trick up his sleeve. He dipped his whole hand in the cup of ice, getting his hand FREEZING cold. Then, he QUICKLY gripped your thighs again, VERY hard.

Keeping your legs apart with one hand, he crawled back up your body. His pressed his face up against yours and went in for a HARD, deep kiss. As he kissed you, you felt his ice cold hand push between your thighs and against your pussy. You winced and yelped into his mouth as he kissed you hard. The next sensation you felt was two of his ICE cold fingers dip FIRMLY into your pussy. “MMMff–OOOOOOWWWW” you moaned into his mouth, feeling a mix of pleasure and pain. He kissed you hard and pressed his freezing fingers further into you, fucking you hard with them. He rubbed the roof of your wet pussy near your g spot. It was just starting to feel AMAZING when the timer went off. Jon slowly released you from the kiss and gently slid his icy fingers out of you, sucking them clean.

“FUCKING. OWWW!! J-JON??!!!” you complained while shivering. Although, you still felt an indescribable pleasure/excitement. Jon just smiled at you. “You asked for it!” he said in a satisfied tone while he climbed off of you and pushed the phone onto your naked belly.

“YOUR turn!” Jon commanded. “GET ME GOOD, baby” Jon said in a naughty voice. You were just pulling your pants and panties up when you felt a few more ice cubes drop onto your stomach from above. You gasped and shrieked from the sudden sensation against your belly. Jon had decided to break the rules a little and drop a few more cubes onto you when you least expected it.

“AH-OOWW WHAT THE FUCK?!!!” you complained, laughing.

“Oops… they slipped,” Jon said in a wicked tone. You growled at him and gave him an evil look while shaking your head. You were DEFINITELY going to get him back. You immediately shut your eyes and began counting. Jon smirked and darting away.

You finished counting and IMMEDIATELY scoured the house. Now that you got the STRONG sense how aggressive this game was going to be, you already had another idea. As you looked around the living room, you saw one of your lightweight satin/cloth scarves. It gave you an idea. You picked it up. You continued your search from Jonathan with a big smile on your face. Walking back into the dining room, you looked at the tablecloth hanging over the dining table. Having a STRONG suspicion he was hiding under there, you rushed over, whipping back the cloth. Sure enough, he was crouched right under there. Saying nothing, you crawled under the table with him, shoving him over and tackling him to the ground.

“AGHHHH!!!” Jon yelled as you fumbled all over him in the dark and pushed your weight atop him. You straddled his body as he gladly went limp and lay flat underneath you. You had the phone timer and scarf in one of your hands. Jon moaned and giggled, waiting for you to set the phone timer and have your way. His breathing picked up as you hit “start.”

You pushed his shoulders down and crawled up his body aggressively, scarf in hand. Jon let out a sexy grunt and you felt how soggy his pajamas still were from the water you had dumped all over him. However, you could also feel the heat of his crotch and his rising erection. YOU LOVED knowing how much he was enjoying your aggressive side. You reached down and grabbed his wrists, pinning them above HIS head as revenge. He moaned, watching you in awe and letting his legs and arms go limp for you. With the scarf, you quickly bound his wrists together, tying them tightly in a firm double knot.

“Oooh!!!! It’s like THAT huh!?” Jon asked, teasingly. You left his hands bound above his head and he stayed limp on the ground for you with his thighs splayed. You yanked his shirt up and started gently but firmly scratching the skin of his upper chest, working your way down his belly. “MMMMMmFffff” Jon complained while shifting his legs around and gently bucking his crotch against you. You playfully humped back against him, teasing his hard dick while clawing his stomach. You decided to take it a step further. You leaned forward, nuzzling against his neck, breathing and dragging your lips across it, He moaned and shook a little. Without warning, you sank your teeth FIRMLY into his neck while simultaneously digging/dragging your nails down his chest.

“UGH-OOOWWWW!!!” Jon complained. You bit his neck HARDER. He let out more low growls but still seemed to be thoroughly enjoying it. You let go of his neck and crawled down his body. His stomach muscles quivered in anticipation of your next move. You looked at his gorgeous tummy in the low light and decided it needed some punishment. You pressed your face against the side of his stomach and sank your teeth into the skin of his flank. “UGHHHHHHH FUCK!!! DAMMIT!!!” Jon yelled/whimpered.

You dragged your mouth across his stomach and bit even HARDER on the other flank of his lower tummy. “Uh-AHHHH!!! Little BITCH” Jon yelped through horny/enraged moans. He started to buck his hips hader against your crotch, clearly wishing he could just fuck you now. The two of you were REALLY starting to enjoy it when the phone timer went off. You groaned in disappointment and Jon breathed hard. His stomach was rising and falling quickly as his body filled with adrenaline and his dick was filling up more. With a satisfied laugh, you slowly under his wrists and climbed off of him. “Gahhhh….. Naughty slut,” Jon teased as he slowly wriggled away from you. You slapped the phone down on his chest before giggling and darting off.

You heard Jon IMMEDIATELY start counting in a raspy, breaking voice. It was VERY clear you had left him quite hot/bothered. You were a little nervous, wondering what he’d do for revenge. With your brain coming undone after the last sexy “attack,” you couldn’t think of a good hiding spot. You went back to the living room and hid behind a door. There were several coats hanging from the door. With your short/thin body, you hoped that between hiding behind the coats/door, it would buy you SOME time to mentally prepare yourself for whatever Jonathan was going to do to you.

You heard Jon yell “HERE I COME!” in an ominous voice. You felt your body shiver. He was moving RAPIDLY through the house. You heard furniture shifting and items moving as he frantically/aggressively looked for you. Within a few minutes, he was in the living room, searching around the couch and furniture. There was a heavy silence and your breath caught in your throat. Suddenly he ripped back the door and IMMEDIATELY grabbed you firmly by the waist. You let out a gasp and wrapped your hands around his big arms as he pulled you into him, growling loudly. He was VERY quick to set the phone timer. “MY turn,” he groaned in eerie, guttural, low voice. You shook in his arms as the phone timer began.

He kept a hard grip around your waist as he slammed the door shut and ripped the coats off the door’s coat-hook. He chucked the phone onto the couch while firmly shoving your body up against the door. “HANDS ABOVE YOUR HEAD!” Jon commanded. You shook and did as he said, raising your hands up above your head. It was then you realized Jon had kept the scarf you used on him. He reached down and pulled it out of the waistband of his pajamas, where he had tucked it for when he found you. He grabbed both of your wrists and VERY quickly tied/tightened the scarf around them. Your pussy started dripping in anticipation as he took control of you. He pushed you harder against the door, rubbing his crotch against you and keeping you tightly pinned as he tied your bound hands RIGHT onto the coat hook!

You didn’t see THAT coming. You were now bound, and tied to the hook on the door. As your breathing picked up and your legs weakened, Jon reached his hands up under your shirt. He caressed your belly and firmly squeezed your tits before YANKING the shirt back up above your breasts. He pressed his face against the soft flesh of your breasts and firmly bit one of your nipples. “OOWWWWW!” you screamed. He had licked/bitten your nipples before but never THIS hard. You shifted your weak/trembling legs around and wriggled your bound wrists around. However, you were QUITE trapped. Jon let out wicked laughter.

“Play stupid games, win stupid prizes,” Jon said in a dark, teasing voice. Your nipples hardened more and as you started to cream your panties . You could only moan and watch him. He gripped both of your breasts nice and firm and squeezed/pinched both nipples. “Ahhhhhh—oh god!” you yelled in a mix of pleasure/complaint. He firmly humped against your lower body while teasing/torturing your breasts. Against your thigh, you could feel just how hard his dick was. Rigid against his pajama pants. His own breath was shaky, clearly enjoying himself as he punished you. He playfully stroked your belly, moving his big hands down to your crotch. Your legs were THIS close to giving out but you had no choice but to stand, since your hands were hooked above you.

In one quick motion, he yanked your panties and pajama bottoms down. You gasped. Jon slumped to his knees, gripping your hips hard and sinking his teeth into your thigh. You let out more yelps. He pulled your lower body more tightly against his and pushed his head around towards your backside, sinking his teeth into your ass and giving it a nice, firm bite.

“OWWWWWW!” you screamed.

“SHUSH!!!!” Jon commanded. “REMEMBER! NEIGHBORS! Gotta be fucking QUIET! JUST HUSH UP and TAKE THE PUNISHMENT BABY!” Jon commanded in a naughty, controlling voice.

You gulped and nodded. The timer was almost up.

Jon looked up at you with a wicked smirk before pushing his face between your thighs and against your pussy. He gave it delicious, gentle licks, up and down your opening. “Ahhhhhhhh god… YEahhhhhhh,” you moaned as your legs shook.

Jon firmly licked your clit and pussy for a moment. Then, of nowhere he sank his teeth against your clit in a semi-gentle but FIRM bite. “AHHHH-UHGHH– OOWWWW!!!” you cried out. Jon sucked on the lips of your pussy before biting the lips fairly firmly AGAIN.

“Mmmmmfffff- GOD!!!” you moaned. He had never done this before. He’d given you teasing nibbles/bites during oral but this one was a LOT more aggressive. However, it actually felt amazing. Jon had the perfect intuition for just how hard to bite without doing any REAL damage. But JUST enough to hurt a little. You LOVED it. Timer went off. You let out a disappointed groan along with Jonathan.

It took you both a moment to collect yourselves. Jon slowly rose up from where he was knelt between your thighs. He inhaled raspy breaths while pressing against you and undoing the binding on your wrists. You felt his rigid dick against your belly. Both of you were unsure how much longer you could keep “playing” before you HAD to just FUCK. This gave you the PERFECT idea for how to torture him next, though. Jon brushed his sweaty hair away from his face, reaching over to the couch, handing you the phone.

“Mmfff.. You’re gonna GET it,” you warned as you and Jon exchanged dirty glances. You began counting and Jon stumbled away, very aroused and hazy. As you finished counting and announced “here I come,” you rapidly overturned the house, checking everywhere. Nothing in the kitchen, living room or dining room. Your eyes moved towards the home office. Quietly stepping in, you looked around. After checking the most obvious places you were a bit confused, until you saw Jonathan’s silhouette behind the bookshelf. He had managed to wedge himself behind the shelf and the wall. Fairly impressive.

“Ah shit,” Jonathan said in a guilty, giddy tone as he noticed he’d be found.

You immediately grabbed him by the hands, pulling him out from behind the shelf. You pressed your body hard against him as the two of you moaned. You were SO CLOSE to forgetting about the game entirely. You REALLY just wanted to just fuck him now. But you knew you had it in you to tease/mess him up at least ONE more time.

Jonathan cracked a giddy grin, stroking his beard and waiting to see what you’d do. You set the phone timer on the desk and hit “start.” You grabbed his hips and shoved him towards the desk. He let you control him and pull him wherever you wanted to lead him. You pushed his body towards the office chair while groping his crotch and hard dick through the front of his pajama pants. He let out moans of desperation, feeling you touch him. You yanked his pajama pants and boxers part way down so his dick was exposed.

“SIT!” you commanded as you shoved him down in the office chair with his pants part way down, dick exposed. He plopped into the chair in an off-balance stumble and sat down, legs splayed, huge smile on his face. Instead of “torturing” him in some way, you figured the BEST revenge would be two minutes of VERY aggressive arousal that would just leave him breathless. You fell to your knees in front of him, jerking him VERY hard.

“AAAHHHHHHHH!!! FUCK BABY!!” Jon whimpered as his hard dick twitched in your hand, responding to your aggressive motions. Your handjob was fast, firm… intentionally getting him off as much as possible.

“AAHHHh!!! YESS!!! Ju-uuusstt…keep…..ughh- SHIIIT!” Jon whined as he slumped further in the chair and widened his legs. You pressed your head between his legs and took his dick into your mouth.

You heard Jon whimper/sob with delight as he finally had some sexual relief. You moved your mouth and hands RAPIDLY up and down his dick, sucking him HARD and fast. Jonathan was whining/shaking and begging for more. At this point he’d pretty much lost track of the game entirely. He just gripped your hair and watched in awe as you got him closer and closer to a stunning orgasm. His moans grew louder and louder. Just THEN, the timer went off.

IMMEDIATELY, you pulled your mouth and hands off his dick and rose to your feet, stepping away from him and darting across the room. Jonathan was left hazy and stunned, DESPERATE to just CUM. He caught his breath, growling and grunting.

“Uhhhhh… MY GOD… I needed that. Ju- just come back baby!! PLEASE!” Jon begged, staggering to his feet and stumbling across the room to come get you. He began groping you sloppily and trying to reach for your pajama pants to pull them down. You pushed him off of you NICE AND FIRM.

“NOPE, you said AT LEAST four rounds!!!! And YOUR time is up! Now you have to find ME!” you commanded.

Jon reluctantly stopped himself, growling like an animal. He took slow steps away from you as you pushed him off… Jon gave you a VERY DARK, pissed off stare, before cracking the most wicked grin you’d ever seen. He slowly reached his hands down, putting his very hard dick back in his pajama pants while letting out a frustrated growl, eyeing you from top to bottom and slowly nodding his head.

“Hmmmmmm” he growled. “You. Little. BITCH,” Jon uttered in a low, frustrated voice.

“You better hide GOOD. REALLLLLLL GOOD” Jon warned in an eerie, growling tone. You were more than a little bit fearful now, although your panties were also saturated and you were DESPERATE to know what he’d do to you.

“ONE!!!! TWO!!” Jon yelled as he grabbed the phone and started counting at a rapid pace. You raced away as fast as you could. You figure you’d better buy yourself as much time as possible. Jonathan was EXTREMELY sexually frustrated and eager to punish you. You looked around for a less obvious place so it would hopefully give him some time to “calm down” a bit. The very back of the coat closet wasn’t the best option in the world but was slightly less obvious than the other rooms. There was also a small step-ladder in there. You ran into the closet, shifted the step ladder behind the row of coats and buried your body behind all the clothing.

“HERE I COME!” you heard Jon shout in an ominous voice. He moved quickly through the house. You heard his loud, angry stomps creaking across the floor. They went all over the place, somewhat aimlessly. Maybe he was too aroused to properly search each room. It sounded like he was stomping aimlessly, all over the place. But then you heard slow steps moving closer to the closet door. You covered your mouth in fear/anticipation. The closet door slowly cracked open. Dead silence. Jon stepped inside and looked around and behind the coat closet door. He stood motionless for a moment. You had no idea if he’d noticed you. After a long, tense moment, he slowly stepped out of the coat closet and shut the door.

You let out a sigh, SLIGHTLY relieved you’d faked him out. No sooner had you let out your breath than you heard the closet door FLY open. Jon’s big hand reached behind the row of coats and GRABBED you, digging his nails into your arm and pulling you off the ladder and into his arms. You let out a genuine scream of surprise/terror.

He’d decided to play with you and fake you out, making you think he hadn’t noticed you. He firmly pulled you HARD against his body, facing you away from him. You gasped in his arms as you watched him pull up the phone timer and set two minutes while grunting and breathing angrily. You had NO time to react. Timer started and Jon gripped the back of your hair VERY firmly, crushing a large portion of it up in his hands while holding you against him. He started tugging you out of the closet by your hair and waist.

“YOUR HAIR IS COMING TO THE LIVING ROOM WITH ME BITCH! YOU MIGHT WANNA FOLLOW IT!” Jon commanded while tugging you out by the hair and waist.

“FUCK!” you yelped in an overwhelming mix of arousal and shock. You stumbled against him as he walked you briskly into the living room with a tight grip on your hair and body. He HAD you. There was no getting away from him…. Not that you wanted to. When Jonathan got you to the living room, he immediately pulled you into him onto the couch. He kept a firm grip on your hair, tugging you against his body.

“NAUGHTY fuckin girl,” Jon repromanded while tossing your body across his lap by the hair. He pulled you forward by the arms and pushed your head down towards the ground so you were bent over his knee.

“Naughty girls get PUNISHED!!” Jon growled. You just hyperventilated and went limp, your whole body feeling like jelly. His hand ripped at the back of your pajama pants. He yanked down the back of your pajama bottoms and panties so your ass was exposed as he had you draped over his knee. Before you knew what was happening, you felt hard, rough smacks against your ass with his big hand.

“AAHHH!!! OOWWW!!!” you yelped as you shifted around trying to crawl out of the bent position he had you locked in. He held you down hard with his arms.

“NO NO!!!! You’re gonna TAKE this punishment!” Jon commanded. He gripped your arm hard, keeping you locked in the bent position over his knee. He went on, rhythmically slapping your ass, making each cheek more and more red. He’d playfully slapped your ass before and you loved it. But this was a TRULY aggressive spanking. It hurt, but shivers were still going down your spine as you moaned and wriggled around. Each smack sent delicious shock waves through your pussy. You LIKED it.

He wasn’t letting you go ANYWHERE. You just moaned and slumped down over his knee as you let him continue smacking your ass nice and hard. He would let up for a few seconds, leave you gasping, wondering if he was done. Then you’d feel another hard set of smacks. You let out loud, guttural moans of pleasure/pain. Jonathan’s breathing was hard and VERY shaky. You could feel his absolutely RIGID dick against your belly as you were bent over him. Jon moaned and began to totally lose composure, staring at your naked/flushed ass and the view of your pussy from behind. He couldn’t help himself. He licked two of his fingers and pushed them HARD into your pussy from behind.

“AAHHH!!!! FUCK yes!!!” you moaned in pleasure.

“GAAHHHH!! Naughty slut! I KNEW you LIKED it!!! Made daddy so FUCKEN PISSED!” Jon teased/growled as he pushed his fingers firmly in and out of your soaked pussy.

You were so overwhelmed, you had no words. You just moaned louder and went increasingly limp over his knee. Two minute timer went off. Time was up. The two of you just froze. Neither of you could catch your breath. Jon’s fingers were still inside your soaked pussy, slowly moving in and out. You were too limp/overwhelmed to even think about getting up off his knee.

You and Jon both let out raspy, sexually frustrated sighs. Jonathan’s breathing was shakier than ever. You slowly whined and pushed yourself up off Jon’s knee, and he slowly pulled his fingers out of you, gripping you by the shoulders and helping you sit up. He sat you next to him on the couch. The two of you exchanged hazy stares while breathing HARD. Jon had sweat pouring down his forehead and your wet hair was plastered against your face. After a moment of silence, you spoke:

“Jon……?” you whispered.

“Y-yyeah??” Jon said, his voice breaking.

“Can…. the game be done now?” you begged.

“Guhhhhh,... fuu…. Yeah! Game can be fucken done!” Jon replied in a raspy, sexually frustrated voice. IMMEDIATELY the two of you threw yourselves at each other. You pushed hard against each other, exchanging a deep, sloppy kiss. Jon stood up and ripped your pants/panties the rest of the way off and pushed you hard back against the couch. He ripped his pajamas/boxers off and pushed himself on top of you. The two of you moaned loudly, aggressively groping each other and digging your nails into each other’s flesh. Jon gripped your hips again and flipped you over so you were face/belly down on the couch. You moaned in pleasure as you felt him climb atop you, pin you to the couch and push his painfully hard dick into your pussy from behind.

“FUCK YES!” you begged.

Jon started fucking you from behind with incredible intensity. He had been SO sexually frustrated. Your pussy was slippery and soaked and having him FINALLY fuck you felt INCREDIBLE. Your ass was still sore from the spanking. You felt a bit of pain from the flushed skin of your ass as his hips slapped against ass/pussy from behind. But you LOVED it ALL. His pace picked up and his grunts got louder. You raised your ass upward against him so he could get even deeper inside you and hit your g-spot over and over. Your pussy clenched around his swollen dick and he let out a desperate whimper. He gripped your hips harder, raising your ass higher against him so he could fuck you harder in a doggy style position. You squealed with pleasure as he fucked deeper into you.

The two of you were getting SO LOUD, you could hear it echo in other rooms of the house. Hazy and lost, you kept fucking for a good, long time. Neither of you wanted it over with. Jon was determined to fuck/punish your pussy as long as he could. He did his best to fuck you hard and long and hold himself back from coming. The two of you kept at it for a LONG while, making lots of noise. You felt your dripping cunt getting sore from so much pounding. However, it felt AMAZING to get fucked like this after so much tension. So many lost/lonely days. Getting laid this hard was DIVINE after so many awful days. You were SO close to coming you could barely stand it.

“UGHGHHHh!!! I’m REALLY close!!” you yelped/warned Jon.

“Mmmmmfff…. Hold it back until I SAY like a GOOD girl,” Jon commanded in an eerie voice. He released his grip on one of your hips with just one of his hands. He brought his fingers to his mouth. You heard him licking/sucking his fingers before reaching around your body and pressing those fingers firmly against your clit. He rubbed your clit HARD while he kept fucking you from behind.

“AHHHH!!!! YUh—YEEAH! You’re gonna make me cum like that!” you whined.

“NOT YET!” Jon demanded while pumping into you and rubbing your clit harder. Your pussy vibrated, desperate for the relief of an orgasm. You gasped and did your best to hold back your urge to cum.

Jon’s pace picked up even more, pounding HARD into you while firmly/rapidly rubbing your clit.

“UGHHH, I NEED to come!! Jon!!! Ugghhh- ahhh,” you whined.

“BEG FOR IT. Lemme hear you BEG!” Jon commanded.

“PLEASE Jon!!! I need to cu- ughh– cum!!! PLEASE” you begged.

Jon slowed his pumps and the rubbing of your clit to a PAINFULLY slow pace. He was teasing you to the extreme and you moaned and shook.

“BEG,” Jon said again in a low growl.

“Ugghhhhh… PLEEEEEASE JON… p-ppplease!” you begged one final time.

“MMmmmm… good girl…..COME FOR ME!” Jon commanded as he picked up the pace of his pumps and pushed HARD and rapid against your clit.

“AHHHHHHHH GAAAhhhh!!!” you screamed as your body began shaking. You let out a devastating moan of pleasure as your orgasm wracked your body. Instead of slowing his pace as you came, Jon fucked you EVEN harder, pushing his cock deep in and taking rough, hard pumps.

Your pussy kept pulsating/clenching hard as you screamed/came. Your orgasm felt like it went on forever as he continued to fuck you hard. As you continued cumming/getting fucked, you lost your balance, flopping against the couch. Jon fell on top of you, still pumping, his hand pressing against your clit from behind. Your orgasm was powerful/blissful and your pussy squirted against Jon’s hand as you kept coming. You shook like crazy as Jon continued to rampantly pump into you, growling loudly like an animal.

Jon couldn’t handle it anymore. Hearing your screams of relief and feeling your pussy squirt all over his hand was his last straw. You heard him let out one more gasp before feeling him FREEZE against your body. He let out a scream of pleasure. He couldn’t hold it anymore and lost control, exploding inside your soaked pussy. You could actually feel drops of sweat from his forehead fall against your back and shoulders as he came HARD inside you. Jon braced himself against your body, releasing into you in long, thick spurts. Jon whined and sighed, feeling tremendous relief and gasping with pleasure. He kept coming and collapsed his sweaty chest against you from behind. The two of you were drenched in sweat droplets and you could feel his wet hair soaking against the back of your neck/shoulders. “GUUUUHHHHH.. AHhH!! FUCK!! YE-eeess…” Jon yelled/sighed in a blissful voice as he finished coming deep inside you.

Neither of you could move. You were both breathing too hard. Jon slowly lifted his tired head off your shoulder and moved your wet hair aside to plant slow, tender kisses on your neck and shoulders. You moaned and writhed around under him. His dick was still inside you. He had been so rigid it was only beginning to gradually soften as he finished dripping into you. He wasn’t in a rush to pull out. You both felt so good. Very slowly, the two of you recovered. He slowly and carefully climbed off of you. You felt a wet trail of fluid as he slid his satisfied dick out of your pussy and out from between your thighs.

Jon gripped you around the hips and gently helped you back into a sitting position. Your pants/panties had been around your ankles this whole time. Your legs were so weak, you needed him to help you. He gripped you under the arms, helping bring you to your feet and lean against him for balance. He slowly knelt in front of you, kissing your thighs and soaked pussy. As he knelt in front of you, you stroked his soaked hair. He stole a glimpse at your backside to check out the damage he’d done to your ass from the spanking. Sure enough there were visible red marks in the imprint of a hand.

“FUCK….. I may have gone a bit too far,” Jon said, locking eyes with you and giving an apologetic smile.

“That’s okay.. I loved it,” you whispered while weakly smiling back.

“You DID?” Jon asked, curious.

“I did,” you whispered. Jon shook his head, smiling more and clearly contemplating future “adventures” the two of you can explore, knowing you like it rough/kinky sometimes. He shook his head, grinning, before gingerly pulling your pants/panties back up to your waist. With a satisfied sigh, he rose to his feet and gave you a slow, tender kiss.

“I guess we both feel better now, huh?” Jon asked in a teasing voice.

“Ahem.. yeah. A LOT better,” you said, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and standing up as tall as you can to give him another big kiss. Your faces, bodies and clothes were both wet with sweat.

You had no idea what to do next. You were both spent. As the two of you breathed hard together and held each other in a dizzy embrace… the exhaustion caught up with you two simultaneously. Jon gripped your waist and pulled you back onto the couch with him. His body heat was almost overwhelming considering the two of you were still so hot/sweaty. But you loved it. ALL you wanted was to be next to him. You kept catching your breath together as you rested your head on his sweaty chest and he ran his fingers through your damp hair. Slowly, your breathing quieted and the two of you found yourself shutting your eyes.

“Mffff… we should probably….. Get up…. Just … crawl into bed, huh?” Jon asked, sleepily.

“Yeah….. Probably,” you replied, half asleep. Neither of you moved. Jon groaned and lulled his head further against the couch, dazed and exhausted. You quietly whimpered as you slumped your head further against his chest. Your eyes kept shutting. That was the last thing the two of you remembered as you drifted off to sleep together in a sweaty, exhausted mess.

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Jonathan Davis Gives You a Sexy Birthday Surprise

Warning: explicit/sensitive content, 18+ Smut. Male/female sex (romantic boyfriend/girlfriend theme) foreplay, fingering, oral sex, cunnilingus, handjob, unprotected sex, p in v, finishing inside, edging/denial, fear kink, adrenaline kink

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Summary: You are Jonathan’s girlfriend and it’s your birthday. Normally, it’s a day he’s unable to spend with you due to tour/work obligations. But this year, due to COVID, he is home with you. Because it’s a rare opportunity, you opted to spend the day together instead of inviting friends or family. You’re wondering why Jonathan is acting strangely. It turns out he had several VERY sweet surprises for you… as well as a few VERY spicy ones.

Preface: This story is MUCH more of an emotional/romantic fantasy for me. But sexier aspects of this fic were inspired by a naughty answer Jonathan gave in an old interview. When asked about the last time he had sex outside, he said he had surprised his girl with a car ride in his hatchback. JD quote: “I stuck my girl in the car, up on a hill outside Indigo Ranch, where we recorded the new album. We had the hatchback open and just fucking went for it. It was great.” I thought that was damn HOT (since I am way into public/nature exhibition too haha) …. So I wanted to incorporate that into his “birthday surprise.” But this story has a very romantic/emotional tone as far as what Jonathan’s OTHER surprises for Y/N are. Jonathan has SEVERAL sweet gifts planned for her….something far beyond just a “naughty car ride.”

Story:

The day of your birthday, you chose to just luxuriously sleep in. For once, Jonathan was home with you. The context of COVID-lockdowns/tour postponing, however grim, had given the two of you the opportunity to be together. You had fallen asleep next to him sometime in the middle of the night. The two of you love to sleep in until AT LEAST mid-day. When you woke, you were surprised Jonathan was not sleeping beside you still. Wiping your eyes and sitting up, you peered around the empty room.

Grabbing your phone from the nightstand, you checked the time. It was already 4pm. You were surprised Jonathan hadn’t awakened you when he got up. He usually stumbles awake, sleep-deprived or not, by mid-afternoon. He must be somewhere else in the house. Confused, you unsilenced your phone to check notifications. You had a few well-wishes from friends and one missed call from your parents’ house. Your parents have always been emotionally distant and unresponsive/unsupportive in all ways. They didn’t think much of your celebrity relationship either. But then again, nothing was ever good enough for them. Thoroughly disinterested in meeting Jonathan or seeing you, you were surprised to have even missed a call from them. You checked your voicemail, but they had not left one. You decided against calling back, knowing it would be an inevitably disappointing and empty conversation.

Shaking your head, you moved on with your day. Walking into the kitchen, you found Jonathan looking at something on his computer. When you walked in, he looked a little jumpy and seemed to click away from something he had up on the screen.

“Hey hun,” he said softly, standing up and greeting you.

“Hey…” you replied, sleepily.

“Happy birthday!” Jonathan said as he stepped across the room to give you a big hug.

You gladly accepted his hug and wrapped your arms around him. As the two of you embraced, you realized his dreads were a bit damp and he smelled of his best cologne, clearly freshly out of the shower. He smelled fantastic, but you were a bit surprised. It wasn’t as though you PRESUMED he’d wake you with some “birthday sex” and shower after, but the two of you usually at least shower together whenever you both wake up. So this was quite odd.

“Oh, you already showered huh?” you asked, confused.

Jonathan tensed up and pulled away.

“Yeah! I um… woke up super groggy. Just wanted to wake myself up more,” Jonathan said.

Again, this seemed like an excuse to you… but you didn’t know what he was up to. The two of you exchanged awkward smiles. His eyes were so expressive, you knew you could lock eyes with him and start guessing what he was up to. You looked at his face, searched his eyes, but as soon as you made eye contact with him, he scooted off to the kitchen, tugging at his hair.

“I made you some food!” Jonathan stated, proudly.

You wondered what’s with him, but obviously you were hungry and pleased you didn’t have to whip up anything to eat. Jonathan came back over to the kitchen island as the two of you sat down on the dining stools. He handed you a plate with a few waffles with honey drizzle and some strawberries. It looked delicious.

“Awww thank you,” you whispered as you leaned in to give him a big kiss. He beamed at you, brushing some of your “bed hair” out of your face before returning your kiss.

As you began eating, Jonathan was closing some tabs on his computer. You noticed this also. “What was that about?” you wondered. You were hungry though, and kept eating. As you ate, you were still thinking about how disappointing the non-interaction with your parents was. You decided to bring it up.

“So my parents tried to call while my phone was on silent,” you told Jon.

“Oh? What did they have to say?” Jon asked in a soft, disappointed voice. He knew hearing from them is NEVER good news.

“They didn’t say anything. It’s just a missed call, no voicemail. I decided to just leave it alone” you admitted, feeling sadness. There was awkward silence between you and Jonathan as he shook his head. Slowly he put his arm around you.

“Well, you know how they are. I’m sorry though. Really sorry,” Jonathan whispered as he rubbed your shoulder.

You stopped eating for a moment and leaned against his shoulder, burying your face into it. Eager to change the subject, you started talking about how the two of you might spend the day.

“So…. there’s not much to actually DO today, is there?” you asked Jon. With most things closed or with limited hours due to COVID, restaurants and venues were inaccessible. Even parks and nature sites had a lot of restrictions. BASICALLY, your fondest hope for today was going to be hanging out with him, eating food, and hopefully some awesome birthday sex.

Jonathan didn’t respond quickly. Again, it seemed like he was hiding something.

“Ummm… I don’t know. What if we go for a drive?” Jon suggested.

“A drive?” you asked, confused.

“Yeah …. Just….. Get out of the house! We’ve been home so much. It’d be nice, just drive around…. Hmmm?” Jonathan proposed, tugging more nervously at his hair.

“A drive….” you repeated, still dumbfounded. This wasn’t a common thing the two of you did. Drive aimlessly around during COVID with no errands/destination in mind.

“That sounds kind of boring to be honest,” you admitted, looking at Jon.

The nervous smile he had on his face faded perceptibly. He tugged more at his hair, twisting one of his damp dreads in rapid circles as if he was thinking hard….

“You sure?” Jonathan asked, looking nervous and disappointed.

“Yeah. I don’t feel like going out. What if we just put a movie on and hang out in bed?” you suggested.

Jonathan’s smile faded more. TRULY, what you wanted was some birthday sex. You figured watching something together while snuggling would be a pretty good start for that. Jonathan shifted around anxiously on the dining stool.

“Ummm… I don’t know. That sounds kind of lame. I really think we should just get out of the house!” Jon implored.

You were dismayed. “Well…. I don’t know if I’m in the mood for that,” you admitted.

Jon looked VERY dismayed, fidgeting more before speaking again.

“Ummm… I still think it could be cool. It’s a really gorgeous day out. At least think about it, mmkay hun?” Jon softly begged. As he asked you to think about it, he began gently playing with your hair and stroking your cheek/chin with his thumb.

“Ummm.. yeah, I’ll think about it I guess,” you replied quietly, smiling and melting a little.

An aimless drive sounded thoroughly boring, but Jon’s soft voice and playful touches could pretty much invite you to entertain ANY idea. The two of you exchanged smiles.

“But YEAH!! Happy birthday again, hun! Today’s gonna be good, I promise,” Jon said as he brought you in for another hug. You leaned forward on your dining stool to hug him, face pressed against his chest. He smelled really incredible, all freshly showered. Comparatively, you were feeling pretty disheveled.

“Mmfff, guess I should go shower too, huh?” you said, looking up and smiling at him.

“Yeah! I’ll let you get going baby, take your time. I’ll um… hang out here” Jon said as sipped an energy drink and returned to browsing on his laptop. You had to admit, you were a little frustrated. What you REALLY wanted was him to be all over you right now. The depressing phone call incident with your parents had left you kinda desperate to just “feel good.” You hopped in the shower, shaking your head and wondering why he showered without you. A sexy shower would have been a really nice “start” to the day.

Hopping out of the shower and mopping the excess water from your hair, you contemplated how to seduce Jon. Jon was definitely not the type to need much “incentive” to come get you. Unless he was VERY exhausted/distracted, all you ever had to do was ask or initiate ….and he’d usually fuck. Plus, it’s your birthday. He’d be even LESS likely to refuse you TODAY. You decided to make your move. You put on his favorite perfume and instead of getting dressed normally, you threw on his favorite sexy nightgown and lace panties.

You plopped down on the bed, smiling and chuckling to yourself as you prepared to surprise him.

“Hey Jon?” you called out.

“Yeah hun?” you heard Jon reply from the kitchen.

“Can you come help me with something?” you asked, pretending to have a stressed-out tone in your voice, as if you needed “mundane” help of some kind.

You heard Jon stepping down the hall, fully expecting you needed some sort of “normal” help.

“Yeah what’s up, what do you–” Jon said, stopping mid-sentence as he rounded the corner to see you on the bed.

You laughed hard. He cracked a huge grin and let out very nervous laughter.

“Damn….Baby! What…. Wha????” Jon muttered through nervous laughter. He gripped the doorway for balance and shook his head, grinning/laughing.

“I need your help, baby!” you said, playfully.

“Hmmmm…You need my help, huh?” Jon inquired in a soft voice. He stroked his facial hair and gave you a naughty smirk, stepping towards you in the room.

“Mmm-hmmm….” you said in a sexy, hushed voice as you climbed off the bed and stepped towards him. His face and body language showed quite a mix of emotion. He looked VERY aroused, but very apprehensive for some reason.

You stepped right against him, pushing yourself into his arms and grabbing his waist. He was tense against you. You moaned and gently pulled at his neck, inviting him to bend down and start kissing you. Despite his strange, apprehensive behavior, he couldn’t help but respond to how aggressive you were being. He let you pull him down into a sexy kiss. As you began crushing yourself up against him more, you gripped his waist harder. His hands instinctively wrapped around you and gripped your ass. You pushed your crotch more towards his as he squeezed your ass through the nightgown and kissed you harder. He moaned more as his fingers felt the lace of the panties you were wearing, realizing you even had your sexiest lacies on for him.

“Oh... fuck…” he groaned as he gently pulled his mouth off yours. He was breathing harder and you were pretty much throwing yourself at him at this point. Reaching a hand down towards his pants, you gently traced against his dick through them. He moaned more as your hand movements got more aggressive, rubbing his crotch and gently pulling on his hair, inviting him to kiss you again. He gasped a little and tried to speak….

“Baby… ughhh….nnn- … isn’t it a little early for this?” Jon asked, trying to catch his breath.

“Too early? Well shit! I forgot about all the NOTHING we had planned today!!” you retorted, jokingly. You continued feeling him up, stroking his belly through his shirt before playfully reaching a hand up under it to pull it up. The moment your hand went up his shirt, Jon quickly gripped your wrist. He gently but firmly pulled your hand away from his belly. Again, you were shocked/confused. Usually touching/caressing his lower stomach while pressed up against him was a magic BONER recipe.

Jonathan groaned, QUICKLY pulling his t-shirt back down.

“Ughh…fuck…nnn..” he sputtered as he reluctantly took slow steps back from you,

“No. Not right now, baby. Ahhmm… Uh…. I just…. Uh…. DAMN,” Jon stammered. He was trying to catch his breath. He winced and grimaced, backing away from you and fiddling with his hair frantically. He was desperately trying to stop himself from getting carried away and fucking you. Though you didn’t know why he was denying you. There was a tense silence as you stared at him, confused.

“I just… um…didn’t want to get into all this so early! I think we should wait. Just a little bit,” Jon said, lamely. You were baffled. He’d never shut you down like this. Jon rubbed his forehead, trying to catch his breath and tame his erection.

“I really just want you Jon….. I’m sorry,” you replied, confused and embarrassed. He sighed, nervously rubbing his neck and slumping his head down, still grimacing.

“Sorry hun,” Jon said, softly.

You felt rejected. Your cheeks started to flush a little. Jon broke the silence:

“I want you too, baby! Fuck. I REALLY do,” Jon said apologetically, his voice breaking a little.

“I just - uhmm… want to wait a little bit, mmkay?” Jon asked.

“Ummmm. Ok. Sorry,” you said… turning away from him and shaking your head. This was all so strange. What was going on? He always LOVED it when you gave him a random/freaky invite to fuck. Didn’t ever matter the time of day as long as he didn’t have somewhere he had to be.

“I’m… gonna go back to the kitchen for a bit… But… PLEASE come back out when you get dressed! Okay?” Jon asked, still trying to catch his breath and calm his “nerves.”

“Uh, yeah, ok…” you replied, disappointed. Shaking your head, you got dressed in a normal outfit. It was a warm, spring day. You decided on a short, button-front sundress and a lightweight black jacket.

You met Jonathan back in the kitchen. He greeted you with a beaming smile and shut the laptop once again as you entered the room.

“Baby! C'mon, I really want to take you on that drive,” Jonathan begged, excitedly.

“Damn… you and this drive….okay, fine,” you said… mildly irritated. He took your hand and held it tenderly as you walked out to the car together. He decided to drive the spacious hatchback. Though not the fastest/sleekest luxury car he has, it’s definitely the most spacious and comfortable. You never thought “lavish” cars that go fast could turn you on, but you had to admit, riding in any of his luxury cars was always a ton of fun. You hopped in the passenger seat as Jonathan’s keys jingled and he hopped in the driver’s side. He put on the radio nice and loud as he drove like a badass and sped away with you.

You weren’t sure where he was taking you but it seemed he had a very definite destination in mind. As he drove, he held the steering wheel with one hand and reached over towards your lap with the other. The car was traveling down the more winding, rural roads, getting farther away from the city. He sped as much as possible, taking turns with quite an aggressive edge. His big hands started rubbing your knees as he worked his way up your thighs. You’d already felt aroused, but his sharp/fast driving with one hand on the wheel and the other on you REALLY had you going.

“Hmmm, okay you win Jon, a drive was definitely a good idea,” you chuckled as his hand started caressing further up your thighs.

Jon chuckled and stole a glance at you with a big smirk on his face, nodding his head.

As he drove you further away from the city, he pushed his hand further up your dress until it was inches from your panties.

“Baby, do me a favor, hmm?” Jon cooed.

“Yeah?” you asked in a sly, curious tone.

“Shut your eyes for me….. Keep them shut… Where we’re going is a surprise,” Jon said in a quiet, sultry voice.

Your heart jumped. It was starting to make sense now. You didn’t know what exactly he had in mind, but you KNEW there’d been a reason he’d wanted this drive so badly. Shutting your eyes with a smile on your face, you softly replied: “okay baby.”

You heard Jon let out a naughty chuckle and rub/pat your thighs with his warm hand as you felt the car pick up speed. It was such a SMOOTH ride, it made the speed feel a bit surreal. In a normal car, this speed would have felt bumpy… but in THIS car, it felt like you were just flying. Hearing the gentle hum of the powerful engine and feeling his hand tease your thighs and stop JUST short of your pussy, it was extremely seductive. Jon kept driving. Your heart raced a bit. With your eyes shut, it made the ride a bit more frightening. If you had your eyes on the speedometer and were aware of your surroundings, it wouldn’t be quite as scary. But, with your eyes shut, unsure where you were or how much he was speeding, you felt powerful jolts of adrenaline/arousal.

Your body slid around on the seat as gravity forced it in different directions depending on how Jon was pulling the car. You shifted around, feeling the sharp turns of the rural, winding roads. As your heart raced with fear, you began opening your eyes, trying to steal a peek. Jon stole a glimpse at you.

“Don’t you DARE baby!!!” Jon teased.

You quickly shut your eyes again, smiling and nervously laughing a little.

Jon’s hand worked its way to your pussy and slowly teased it. You moaned and instinctively put one of your hands over his, encouraging him to touch it while he sped the car. You felt the car pick up speed even more and take some sharp turns while he rubbed your clit harder through your panties. Your breath caught in your throat. Breathless and turned on, you had to just shake your head in amazement. Jon had a LOT of experience seducing women in a variety of manners. This was definitely one of them.

You HAD to admire his “multi task” ability, speeding around in a badass car while pleasing you. You TRIED not think about how much “practice” he’d had at this seduction game with other women. It was amusing though. He was DAMN good at seduction. Jon’s hand dipped further into your open legs, gently rubbing your pussy entrance with two fingers through the exterior of your panties. You gasped a little. It felt so good. The engine kept revving as you felt his fingers move your panties to one side and push against your slit. You were losing your mind. As the car sped, he began gently fingering you. You were very wet and also a little bit scared, since he was definitely doing a rather risky “multitask.” You couldn’t guess the car’s speed but it felt like he might be driving at least 80-90mph. You heard your heartbeat pounding in your ears, as you resisted the urge to open your eyes. You trusted him to know what he was doing.

Jonathan let out dark, low chuckles watching your reactions. You must have had a blissful/nervous expression on your face. He started fucking your pussy more aggressively with his hand. The car was slowing a bit and you felt fewer sharp turns. You wondered if perhaps he was nearing whatever destination he was bringing you to. As your pussy dripped against his hand, Jon decided to tease you even more. He slipped his fingers out of you and slowly rubbed/traced his fingers them against your belly and upwards towards your breasts. He squeezed and caressed your hard nipples.

“Oh shit…ugh…yeah this was a good birthday surprise” you whimpered.

Jonathan let out a sly laugh.

“Oh trust me baby… I’m not done surprising you,” Jon said in a quiet voice.

You felt indescribable excitement. WHAT was he up to?

He moved his big hand off of your breasts and up towards your face. He traced his thumb on your chin and rubbed his middle/index finger along your mouth. Having your eyes closed made it even more seductive. Not knowing where/how he was going to touch you next. You playfully licked/sucked his middle/index finger while keeping your eyes shut.

You heard Jon let out a moan before saying, “fuck….” in a quiet voice. Clearly loving the sensation of how naughtily you sucked on his fingers. He let you continue teasing his fingers for a second. You could hear him gasp and clear his throat as he tried to compose himself and keep driving. As you tasted yourself a little on his fingers, he slowly slid them out of your mouth. You were left hanging for a moment, feeling the movement of the car as it took another sharp turn down a different winding road. Then you felt his wet fingers rub back against your pussy again. You couldn’t resist and decided to try to “help him out,” with his “multitask.” Pulling your own panties to the side and pushing on his hand, you helped guide his fingers back inside you as he drove.

Jon let out a soft grunt, getting more aroused. You heard him shift around on his seat. Jonathan was getting hard and increasingly difficult for him to stay composed and safely drive while his girl was getting off in the passenger seat. He fingered you more firmly and you gently lulled your head against the comfortable passenger side headrest. Jon’s hand was growing clammy and you could feel it trembling a little. It was clearly getting trickier for him to concentrate on driving.

You felt the car gradually slow and wondered if you were finally reaching the “secret” destination. The car came to a slow stop as you heard Jon switch gears into park. You kept your eyes shut, listening to Jon as he tried to catch his breath and compose himself. He slowly slid his fingers out from your warm pussy and turned the car off. You had a big smile on your face as you sat patiently, eyes closed.

“Baby?” Jon said softly/sweetly.

“Yeah?” you asked.

“You can open your eyes now,” Jon whispered.

You opened your eyes. Jon had driven you to a vantage point overlooking the city from a rural location. The view of the city at dusk was vibrant hues of red/orange through a smoky/hazy sky. It looked like a dream. You caught yourself for a second, almost forgetting your horniness. It was such a beautiful view. Jon watched your eyes light up and smiled as you took in the view.

“You like it?” Jon inquired.

“Yeah! It’s beautiful. Been awhile since we got out of the city and saw anything like this. Wow,” you admitted, awestruck. You peered out the car windows to check out the rest of your surroundings. Jon had driven you to what looked like an abandoned rural park. There were old benches and a dilapidated swing set and kid’s slide off in the distance. But the park, as a whole, looked so overgrown with weeds/shrubs and foliage, you could tell no one had been there for a long time.

“Whoa..it’s like.. A ghost park!” you remarked.

“Yeah, haha… that was what I was browsing when you came into the kitchen earlier. I didn’t want you to know,” Jon admitted in a sly voice while grinning wider and playing with his hair.

“I wanted to take you somewhere with a great view… but definitely not some tourist spot. Lotta those were closed anyway…. I also wanted to pick something where we don't risk…. getting caught,” Jon said in a naughty voice.

You looked back at him with a huge smile, shaking your head and LOVING the way he thinks.

“I did a bunch of research on really fucking rural, out of the way spots….” Jon explained. You were somewhat dumbfounded. You LOVED his naughty surprise. You weren’t sure what to do first. Take in the view and just cuddle him across the seat divider, or TOSS yourself at him. His face looked so sweet, you just went with your first instinct. You thanked him and went in for a kiss.

“Thank you baby, you’re the best,” you whispered before stroking his face and leaning across the seat divider as Jon leaned across to kiss you back. The two of you shared a slow, sweet kiss as Jon gently gripped the side of your neck, caressing it with his hand while kissing you. As you slowly stopped kissing, Jon cleared his throat again. He was clearly trying to compose himself. He had more tricks up his sleeve.

“Wait right here,” Jon said, excitedly. He quickly got out of the driver’s side and walked back behind the car, popping the trunk and unloading some things he had secretly packed the car with earlier. He came back and started filling the backseat with some items he had stashed. There were two pillows, a big blanket, and a cooler. You were PRETTY sure what the bed supplies were for, but curious about the cooler. Jon saw your eyes move towards the cooler. He looked at you, smiling, before opening the cooler lid and showing you what was inside.

“Um.. it’s just snacks and shit….Ha- uhhm…. I didn’t wanna drive you all the way out here to do …. stuff… and, um.. Not even bring SNACKS…HA.. I figured we might want them eventually...” Jonathan explained through giddy/sexually excited laughter.

You saw several sodas/energy drinks, some water bottles, sandwiches and bags of chips/cookies. You cracked up. Your hand went to your mouth as you shook your head more, LOVING the way he thinks. The two of you just got quiet while smiling. You looked all around ... unsure what to do first.

The view on the smoggy sunset hillside and the ethereal look of the abandoned park at sundown honestly was beautiful. You truly needed a moment to just take it all in before you and he launched into anything “more.” You got out of the passenger side and Jon set the cooler on the ground by the car, stepping towards you. He came up behind you and caressed your waist, pulling you into his arms. You held his arms as they wrapped around you and the two of you stared at the view for a minute. Jon leaned down towards your face from behind, giving you a soft/wet kiss on the cheek and whispering into your ear. “Happy birthday, baby,” Jon said softly.

You couldn’t resist turning around and proffering your face for another big kiss. Your height difference made it difficult. You reached up towards his shoulders and prompted him to lean down. He bent down and kissed you, moaning and squishing you against him.

You were still so turned on from the “wild ride” up to the destination. Again, you pressed against him harder. You felt so in love with him at this moment. Smelling him, kissing him and breathing harder as his hand stroked and gently squeezed your neck. You grew weak in his arms while he moved his mouth to your neck, leaving wet kisses as he gripped your ass and slipped a hand more into it between your cheeks. He gently pushed you against the side of the car as the two of you continued to make out.

The smell of the nature around the two of you was intoxicating also. Smelling the mix of smog and beautiful springtime flowers/weeds in this overgrown natural park/garden was intoxicating. Smelling it WHILE getting seduced by him was even more overwhelming. Jon’s hands moved up to the small of your back. He had you feeling like you and he were a couple of teenagers, making out and getting ready to fuck out in this beautiful, rural spot. Jon picked you up around the hips while kissing you harder. You just closed your eyes. You trusted him to carry you to whatever spot was best for fucking… and you got increasingly lost in his kiss.

You opened your legs more, draping them on either side of his torso. He set you down on the hood of the car while continuing to massage his tongue against yours. As you whimpered a little, your hands began reaching into his shirt, sliding against his belly. You felt him tense up a little. He kept kissing you, but his hands began to shake. You caressed his belly more and started to playfully lift his shirt up once again. He tensed up hard and pulled away from you.

Again, you were SO confused. Jon had a giddy/nervous look on his face, pulling his shirt down and taking a few steps away from where he had been pressed between your open legs.

“What’s with you, Jon? Isn’t THAT why we drove me up here?” you asked.

“Ummm… that’s only PART of the reason I brought you up here,” Jon explained, rubbing his neck and smiling nervously. He paused, staring down at your lap. He couldn’t help but lose his train of thought, gazing at the gorgeous view of your panties/pussy under the sundress. You were still sitting on the car hood, legs open, waiting for him. You slowly closed your legs and pushed your dress down, allowing him a chance to “collect himself” and refocus.

Jon let out some more giddy laughter, shaking his head and rubbing his eyes. Eventually he spoke.

“So…. there was a reason I hadn’t been letting you.. Um.. touch me. There was a reason I didn’t shower with you or … let you see me naked earlier,” Jon admitted in an apologetic/nervous voice. You were totally lost and curious. What was the reason?

“Why?” you demanded.

“Well… it would have spoiled one of your other birthday presents,” Jon said, cracking a huge smile. Staring at him, you had no idea what he meant. He playfully beckoned to you, inviting you to come stand next to him. You slowly slid off the hood of the car and took careful steps towards him. He had a beaming smile, grinning at you and still looking very nervous.

You stood up close next to him.

“I didn’t want you to lift my shirt up for a reason,” Jon admitted in a soft/sweet voice.

You locked eyes with him, baffled.

“But you can now …. If you want,” Jon whispered as he looked down at his shirt and belly. Curious and excited, you gingerly lifted his shirt to look at his belly. At first you were totally lost. What were you supposed to notice? Jon looked at you with a goofy smile, waiting for you to notice.

It took you a minute but you saw he had a new tattoo towards the right side of his lower tummy. It was your name, tattooed in a beautiful, elaborate font. The font made each letter of your name appear carefully woven into a pattern of small leaves. Your name was etched onto him like a miniature garden on his belly. It took your breath away. You couldn’t believe he had done this for you. He has plenty of tattoos, several for family/loves who hold great meaning to him. But you honestly never expected he would get one for you. It was beyond beautiful.

“Oh my god….. Jon….” you whispered, holding back tears.

“You like it?” Jon asked, nervously.

You looked up at his eyes. He looked giddy and nervous, almost afraid of your reaction. The two of you had spent plenty of time together. You had LIVED together for a while even. But you STILL didn’t know exactly how much significance you held for him. At that moment, it became clear. You felt tears rising in your eyes. Tears of happiness…. But still.. Tears. Jon’s smile faded as he realized how profound your reaction was.

“Oh! Hun? No! ... don’t cry,” Jon said softly. He pulled you against him in a huge hug, unsure what else to do. You tried to suppress your happy/surprised tears as you held him….

“I love you! I couldn’t think how else better to show you,” Jon whispered as he held you.

“I love you too Jon….. I love you forever,” you admitted as you pressed your face into his chest and held him tight.

“I love you forever too, girl,” Jon replied softly. “That’s why I did it,” he explained in a soothing voice.

“I just want you to have a good birthday for once, mmkay?” Jon asked.

“Oh … believe me.. I am. Thank you for everything,” you replied.

Jon slowly let you out of the embrace and gave you a warm smile and grin.

“You’re welcome, baby. Like I said. LEAST I could fuckin do,” he said through chuckles, trying to lighten the mood a little. He was so happy you reacted well to the tattoo. He truly didn’t know what YOU would think of him taking that step and putting your name on him either. Jon was fairly certain you adored him… but he’d kept the depth of how he felt about you somewhat secret until now.

Naturally, you wanted to look at the tattoo more. Teasingly, you lifted his shirt back up as he happily looked down at you as you stared at the artwork.

“It’s beautiful. Why did you decide to put me THERE?” you asked, curious.

“Uhm… ha… it’s funny you should ask. I’ve had a nervous fucking stomach most of my life. Puked a LOT. Especially when stressed out… or before shows or… when I was depressed….pissed…all that. Since I knew you… that’s been happening a lot less. My stomach’s kinda…. healed a bit,” Jon admitted. “So…. I thought it’s a good place to put you,” Jon explained, softly. You looked back up at his face, once again overwhelmed. You were touched.

Jon cracked a naughtier smile and added: “AND …um.. You seem to really… enjoy that part of my body,” he added, chuckling a deep, sexy chuckle. You let out some naughty laughter also. It was very true. You LOVED touching/caressing his belly. It always tended to be your segway before moving your hands lower on his body. The two of you laughed together, starting to feel more aroused again. The light was getting lower as the sun dimmed on the horizon. Some light breeze began and it was surprisingly chilly. It had been a fairly warm evening but it was starting to get cold. As the wind hit the two of you, you shivered a little.

Jon saw this and pulled you against his body again. The two of you held each other as you felt his body warmth heating you up. You definitely wanted to “pick up where you left off” on the drive up this hill. Looking up at his face as some wind blew the scraggly bits of hair at the tip of his scalp, you whispered “let’s get back in the car.” Jon’s eyes grew sultry and wanton, and he silently nodded. He took your hand and the two of you speed walked towards the back seat and climbed in together. Sitting side by side, Jon pulled the blanket over the two of you in the spacious back seat. Jon placed a pillow on either side of the two of you behind your backs.

You shivered a little as you got comfortable against him, hearing the wind picking up and howling around the car windows. Feeling a mix of love and horniness for him after all his gestures, you just took it all in.

“You okay, hun?” Jon asked, reaching his arm across your shoulder.

“Yeah, definitely okay. More than okay,” you said quietly. You just wanted to touch him now. He looked at you with a relieved, slowly forming a warm smile.

Jon looked relieved and draped his other hand over your legs, his warm hand rubbing your cold thighs.

Jon went in for a kiss, gently opening his mouth against yours and rubbing his hand more seductively on your upper thighs. He began holding you closer, pulling your thighs more across his legs. He went slow. This wasn’t meant to be a quick hillside fuck. Jon planned to take his time on you out here. Gradually kissing and moving his hand between your legs, he rubbed your pussy and warmed you back up until you were more than ready to get into it. You leaned yourself up on the car seat as Jon helped bring your knees up and face him. He opened your legs and reached his hands up on either side of your hips under your dress, tracing around your panties.

Slowly pulling them off and down your legs, he took in the gorgeous view of your naked pussy under your short dress. Starting to feel a lot “warmer” now, you took your little jacket off as well. Jon slowly crawled up against you, gently crushing you against the pillow and passenger side door. Your pussy had already been wet. You’d wanted him at home. You’d wanted him on the way up this hill. But paired with his other gifts to you…. Now you REALLY wanted him. Finding your clit perked up and your pussy slick, he cracked a huge grin.

“Already feeling pretty good, huh?” Jon teased. You laughed and nodded, reaching out to stroke his facial hair. He easily slid two fingers back into you while french kissing you and pushing himself harder against you. The sun was getting lower on the horizon. Both of you kind of “felt your way” around each other’s bodies in the twilight. Not as comfy as a bed but the seats were soft and the lack of space in the car made it almost hotter than fucking in a proper place.

The two of you had to get even closer/more creative shifting arms and legs around so you could prepare to fuck each other. Jon slid his fingers in and out, pushing/massaging up against the roof of your pussy. He had you going HARD. His massage inside you felt incredible and you wrapped a leg against him as he pressed his other hand against the passenger door for balance. The two of you continued like this for a bit until he started moaning more. You were more than ready to let him to fuck you. Stroking his gorgeous stomach and reaching down towards his belt buckle, you pushed yourself upward in the seat a little and started trying to get his pants undone.

“Shhh… slow down hun,” Jon cooed. “I wanna taste you first,” Jon whispered.

“FUCK,” you thought to yourself. You were already ready to cum, but Jon clearly intended to take his time on you up on this hill. “Honestly I’m so close to cumming, Jon,” you admitted, laughing. “You don’t have to hahah, we can just fuck” you continued, extremely aroused.

“I want to, baby,” Jon said softly, lifting your dress up more and stroking your lower stomach and pussy as he slid down the seat and knelt his knees on the floor, crouching against your open legs. As your thighs trembled in anticipation, Jon stroked your stomach and teased your pussy, breathing against it and giving it gentle kisses. “Oh fuck,” you whispered, shutting your eyes.

Jon began licking your clit and pressing two fingers back inside you, massaging your pussy more while continuing to stroke your lower stomach with his free hand. It was beyond blissful, leaving you gasping. He continued like this, giving your clit and pussy an unrelenting/intense massage with his fingers and tongue. “FUCK…. I’m gonna cum….Seriously Jon!!! I wanna …ugahhhhh” (your words caught in your throat as Jon simply continued as he if didn’t hear your words.) “You.. y,.. Ahhhh… you can just fuck me now!!” you pleaded. Jon slowly pulled his head out from between your legs, though he continued massaging the inside your pussy while he spoke. “Just cum for me, baby. I’ll still fuck you after.. You can cum more than once … we’ve got time,” Jon suggested in a naughty voice.

You cracked up through whimpers/moans. That’s a good idea. Why were you so braindead you couldn’t have thought of that? You laughed and whispered, “fuck… ok then …. Ha….” and threw your head back, shutting your eyes and letting him continue. He pushed his fingers more firmly into you, massaging your pussy hard while licking all around it. He alternated flicking his tongue against your clit with licking/sucking on the inner lips of your pussy.

“Ahhhhh, you’re gonna make me cum!” you squealed. Jon didn’t say anything. He just squeezed one of your thighs harder, getting ready to feel it. He pressed his head more firmly against your pussy and sped the pace of the firm massage with his fingers. Your legs started to shake hard. He flicked and twitched his tongue more aggressively against your clit with his head pressed hard into your open legs. With his free hand he gripped one of your hips firmly in place as you wriggled around. Jon was so good at oral, the sensation would get a bit overwhelming and make your clit almost ache as you got close to an orgasm. You would always start bucking your hips too much. He knew this, so he would always grip one of your hips and hold it firmly in place whenever he brought you off this way.

ou gasped as your orgasm overtook you. Instinctively, you arched your back up against his face/fingers as you came. Letting out a very loud moan, you felt tremendous relaxation/pleasure wash over you as you had your “first” orgasm in the car. Jon let out some muffled moans/heavy breathing from between your legs as he felt you cum on his face. Your pussy kept spasming and your clit vibrated/ached from the sensation overload and you just KEPT cumming.

You had finished so hard, a bit of squirt escaped against Jon’s fingers and facial hair. He just continued licking your pussy and letting you ride his face as you finished cumming. Slowly, you stopped moaning and shaking. You slumped your weak thighs on either side of Jon’s shoulders. Hearing the wind howl around the car as things grew quiet, Jon slowly slumped his head against your inner thigh, breathing heavily. Feeling the intensity of your orgasm had his dick aching with the need to fuck. He didn’t just like pleasing you, it also turned him on incredibly. The whole time he’d been down on you, he’d been WISHING he could just fuck you. His cock had been so hard for so long it was growing quite painful. But he was determined to finish you off before losing his composure and just fucking you. It was your birthday after all.

He loved when you came hard enough to squirt, and he LOVED knowing what he’d just done for you. You opened your hazy eyes to look down at him as you weakly muttered some thanks. Jon chuckled and gave you a wicked grin, continuing to stroke and mop clean some of his facial hair that you’d wetted. “Oh fuck… uh… sorry Jon,” you said, realizing you must have just squirted on his face.

“Shit, don’t be sorry. Ha.. uh…It’s a compliment. Guess I did good?” Jon teasingly questioned while giving you his dirtiest facial expression. You groaned and mumbled “mmm-hmmm,” with your voice breaking. Jon gently stroked the top of your pussy with his hand and finished wiping his wet facial hair with the other. You slowly recovered, crawling your way back into a sitting position on the seat and lowering your sundress with Jon’s help. He sat next to you and let you relax against his chest. He groaned, dick sore, trying to not be impatient and just pin you down and fuck you. You were rather spent and elated from that powerful orgasm.

Jon winced while uncomfortably shifting around in his seat. He was feeling unpleasantly full and desperate to relieve his dick. He’d had to deny you for sex back at home because the stomach tattoo would have revealed the surprise. But he’d been horny since he rounded the corner of the bedroom earlier, the first time you offered yourself up on the bed. He’d been quite horny on the drive, watching your reactions and getting you off on the ride up. He’d been INCREDIBLY horny when he had you propped up on the car hood. He’d been ready to BUST the whole time he was down on you. You could hear his raspy, frustrated breathing and groans. Gradually, you lifted your head from where it had been lulled against him. He was wincing and you realized just how tense he was.

Exchanging glances with him, he looked almost woozy. Then you glanced down at his pants, noticing his raging erection fighting hard against the zipper.

“Oh wow…” you laughed.

“Yeah…I um… ughhh…” Jon muttered, unable to say much. You gave him a huge grin and wordlessly climbed atop his lap. Your pussy was still exposed under your dress. You straddled his lap and hungrily kissed him while he let you take control. While kissing him, you reached down to undo his belt and pants zipper. He grunted and reached down, helping you undo it. You kept your thighs raised up on either side of his lap, hovering over him. Once his fly was down, you pushed your hand into his boxers and gripped his dick. He let out a gasp as you freed his cock out from his boxer flap. It sprang out, all the way up. Jon gripped the base of his cock, gasping for air and waiting to feel you slide onto his lap. You lowered your pussy back down onto his dick and braced yourself against his shoulders as he gripped you around the waist.

He sighed and then inhaled a huge breath as he entered you. It felt indescribably good to him. You started riding his lap fast and firmly. His whimpers immediately got more desperate. You tightened/flexed your hips up and down against him in delicious writhing movements. Jon moaned louder while gripping you hard around the hips, helping you ride his lap. He was already so close. He wanted you to come again but he was on the verge of losing it. Growing weak, he just held onto you as you aggressively fucked him. The oral he gave you had turned you on so much, you just wanted him to relax and not have to “do all the work.” You just rode his lap faster and harder.

Jon was sweating in copious amounts, trying to restrain himself from coming too quickly. But you were getting him off too much. His orgasm hit him without warning with a few minutes of your rampant movements atop him. He winced and grit his teeth as he gave in to unbelievable relief. “UghhAAhhhh.. Nu-agghh!!!!” Jon stammered as he came inside you. He grabbed you in a tight hug while losing control and filling you. He gasped and winced, overtaken by feeling WAY too good. Jon usually had it in him to pace himself more. But he had been so full, all it took was that minute or two riding his lap before he had to let go. He kept busting HARD, digging his nails into your back. You returned his embrace as he came, gently gripping his wet hair and wordlessly holding him. As he got done whimpering and whining, you could hear the wind around the car again as you both exhaled and relaxed.

“Fuck!” Jon yelped, blushing. “Um…. sorry…. You felt a little too good, baby,” Jon continued, apologetically.

“It’s ok,” you said, stroking his hair and slowly sliding your pussy off his dripping dick. You had no idea what to clean up with. Some things about this drive had not been thought through.

“.....We made a mess,” Jon admitted, giggling nervously and feeling more embarrassed. You shifted around on his lap, realizing your inner thighs were getting wet from the cum dripping out of you. The two of you just laughed for a second, confused as to what to do next. There was almost no light in the car, and limited options for how to handle this “mess.” You felt around next to where you still sat, straddling Jonathan’s lap. Your hands felt some cloth and you realized it was your panties, still next to the two of you on the car seat. Leaning across Jon’s lap as far as you could without losing your balance, you grabbed them.

“Just use these,” you said while offering him your panties and laughing more.

Jon shook his head, wiping sweat off his forehead and mopping his wet, sweaty beard.

“Umm… are you sure?” Jon asked.

“Yeah. It’s fine baby. I don’t need them for the rest of our time up here,” you said in a naughty voice. Jon let out a dark chuckle. You handed him your panties and he started cleaning up his lap and leaking dick until he was dry enough to put his cock away and relax in the seat. You wiped down your inner thighs.

Jon groaned sleepily, a dazed expression on his face. The two of you were groggy and feeling pretty damn satisfied. Jon slowly reached up and covered the two of you with a blanket. The two of you placed the pillows more comfortably on either side of you and just held each other sleepily, hearing crickets and wind around the car. Nothing needed to be said. At home, the light from device screens and interior home light made it easy to stay awake long after dark and into the night. But out here in nature, the adrenaline/release of cumming mixed with the peaceful, dark night had the two of you falling asleep. In short order, you were both slumped against each other on the seats, passed out asleep. The two of you remained that way for many hours into the night.

Sometime in the middle of the night, you woke slightly, realizing your neck and shoulders were sore from the slumped position you were in against Jon’s body. You started groaning, remembering where you were. The wind outside had picked up even more and you heard light raindrops hitting the roof of the car and smacking against the car windows. The inside of the car was still fairly warm though, and you were still warm under the blanket with Jon. The windows were still fogged from the body warmth the two of you had generated in there.

Your wriggling around as you rubbed your neck and shoulders woke Jon. He made some soft humming/groaning noises as he woke up. The two of you could barely see anything, but you gradually oriented yourselves and touched each other in the dark, laughing softly as you realized the context of how you wound up in this configuration.

“Doin’ ok, hun?” Jon whispered. “Yeah haha, my neck’s kinda sore.. But ok.. Definitely. Can’t see shit though,” you said, trying to feel for his face in the dark.

“Ha.. um.. Hang on a sec,” Jon said as he fumbled around the car seats and looked for his phone in the cupholder between the two front seats. Flipping his phone flashlight on, light shown in the car and Jon moved the beam around as he crawled back into the back seat with you and relaxed more.

“What time is it?” you inquired.

“Hmmm… 1am,” Jon said, rubbing his forehead and shaking his head with a grin.

“Damn, haha…..we must have been DONE for,” you said.

“Yeah, haha…. Do you- wanna just head back now, or?” Jon asked.

You thought for a second, taking in the peaceful ambiance up on the hill with the rain/wind sounds outside the car.

“Um… not really. I’m down to stay out here a bit longer… unless YOU wanna head back,” you admitted.

“Nah, I’m down to stay out here too,” Jon said softly. The two of you moaned/giggled quietly for a moment. You were both still very sleepy and disoriented though.

“I’m kind of hungry though,” you admitted.

“Yeah…. Me too haha…” Jon said as he looked around the car with the flashlight trying to spot the cooler.

Where the hell was it? Both of you were baffled for a minute. Jon slowly smacked his forehead, shaking his head, as he had the epiphany of where the cooler actually was. He wordlessly hopped out of the car and brought the cooler back inside the vehicle. It was STILL outside the car from when he set it on the ground earlier before the two of you got “carried away.” You and Jon laughed more, realizing how silly it was. It had DEFINITELY “slipped your mind.” Luckily the food was still in-tact and the sodas/drinks were fairly cool.

Wordlessly and sleepily, the two of you ate some food together and gradually woke up.

“Havin’ a good birthday?” Jon teased while finishing his sandwich.

“Ha, definitely the best birthday ever,” you replied, stting with your legs crossed, the blanket covering your lap, trying to warm up your legs. You still had no panties on and definitely weren’t about to put the ones you two “used” back on yourself. As the two of you recovered and felt more awake/alert, you and Jon were both massaging your sore necks/shoulders. Falling asleep in the car wasn’t the best decision. The view out the car windows was nonetheless beautiful. There was still the distant city light, some moonlight and some visible stars between batches of clouds/rain.

“So, you wanna just stay up here till the sun comes up or something?” Jon asked.

“Yeah, that sounds good,” you replied sleepily, taking in the ambiance.

“Ok hun, sounds good to me too. Lemme try to get this fucking car more comfy then….” Jon said as he shifted around against the backseats.

“Scoot forward for a sec,” Jon warned. You sat forward in the seat as he pulled a little lever on the back seats and got them to recline all the way back. The back seats converted into a fully reclined position to form a mini couch/bed in the spacious back of the hatchback, similar to a travel sedan layout. Jon chucked the pillows up at the top by the reclined headrests. The two of you slowly/carefully lay back against the soft, cushiony reclined seats. Jon opened the sunroof so the two of you could stare up at the sky as the clouds slowly covered/uncovered the moon.

It was damn peaceful and you just got comfy against his chest again. He wrapped an arm behind your neck and pulled you close. The two of you took it in for a while while saying nothing. You just listened to him breathe and felt peaceful. After some time had passed, Jon couldn’t resist. He was pleased to know he’d made your day this much. His mind began replaying the “fun” you had earlier and he wanted more of you. He shifted around, moving his body to face you. He kissed your cheek and wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you tighter against him. You turned your body to face him more against the seats.

Jon spent some time kissing and feeling you up. He reached up under your dress and squeezed your breast. You moved one of your thighs across his lap and wrapped it around his lower body. In the dark, Jon fumbled around trying to find the buttons on the cleavage portion of your short dress. You reached a hand up to help him unbutton them and free your breasts so he could play with them more. He pressed his crotch harder against you while playing with your breasts. He slipped his other back back between your thighs and started rubbing your pussy again.

The two of you continued like this for some time as he reopened your pussy with his fingers and continued gently squeezing your breasts and pinching your nipples. You whined more and moved a hand down to his pants to rub his dick. The two of you lay side by side as you felt your way around his pants buckle and zipper. Jon slid his pants and boxers down his legs while staying reclined next to you…. Taking a moment to push them down his knees and off his feet. Your breasts were out and your pussy was exposed so there was really no need for you to take the skimpy dress off. Jon left his t-shirt on and carefully crawled on top of you.

You gladly spread your legs for him and felt his warm dick begin to poke against your thigh in the dark. Jon took some time licking, sucking and gently biting on your exposed breasts while you had your legs parted in anticipation. He just knelt between your inviting thighs and let your pussy get increasingly wet, teasing your breasts. Your pussy dripped as your nippled got more erect from the sensation of Jon taking them into his mouth like this. You cradled the back of his head and stroked the back of his hair.

The two of you could NOT see what the hell you were doing in the dark so you both fumbled around in the confined space as you found a comfortable position to start fucking in. You heard Jon lick his fingers and palm a bit before feeling him press it to your pussy opening for a bit of extra lubrication. You sighed and gripped his hair as he massaged and teased your entrance. Even though he had cum hard earlier, he was already extremely aroused again. Happy to be able to “take his time” this time around. You felt his weight press atop as he braced himself against the seat and slowly slid his dick back into you. The two of you stayed somewhat quiet at first, just moaning and sighing. You were both still a bit sleepy, but this felt amazing. Fucking in the middle of the night in this ghost park.

Jon cradled the back of your head and let out lots of soft grunts as he took slow pumps into you. Feeling his belly pressed against yours as you fucked… you remembered the gorgeous tattoo he now has on that belly of his. You smiled in the dark and held him tighter as he pushed deeper into you. The two of you fucked for a good long time before getting carried away. Jon was determined to let you cum first. Even as his cock began to ache with the need to release, he kept fucking you at a slower pace so he didn’t “lose it” again. As you got closer, you felt around searching for Jonathan’s face in the dark. Finding his face, you pulled the back of his head down towards your face, inviting him to kiss you. Bracing himself against your body with his shoulder, he leaned down towards your lips while fucking you faster. The two of you exchanged a wet, open mouth kiss. His tongue massaged against yours as he picked up speed, desperate to feel you cum.

He writhed his hips more firmly against you, taking long, deep, hard pumps. Your noises grew far louder, as did his. Being in a somewhat cold car, under a warm blanket with you, pushed between your warm thighs and feeling your slick pussy grip around, Jon’s dick was throbbing badly. The two of you were losing control. Both of your moans were turning into screams. You gulped a little, trying to suppress your noise. Jon spoke:

“It’s ok baby. Scream for me…. No one’s gonna hear us,” he said through grunts and pumps.

You gladly did as he said, getting as loud as you wanted. Hearing you get this loud always drives Jon wild. He could hardly stand this anymore. Your pussy started quivering and pulsating. As Jon felt this he started grunt/screaming and pumping harder and faster into you. You could feel the car shaking/rocking a bit as he fucked you this hard. You LOVED the feeling of getting fucked so aggressively in the car. You yelped and screamed “guh-ahhhh… HARDER!!”

Jon whimpered. He was about to blow, hearing you beg to get fucked EVEN more roughly. He inhaled a raspy, labored breath while doing as you said and fucking you even greater intensity.

As soon as he started fucking you more roughly against the seat, your orgasm hit. You were too lost to tell him you were cumming. You just screamed louder and arched your back up against his hard dick while gripping his dreads and gasping for breath. Jon couldn’t take it anymore. He let out a grunt/scream as the contents of his dick spurt into you as his hips twitched and jerked. The two of you let out loud, unrestrained noises as you came together for a long time. You kept arching your pussy/back up against his dick, riding your climax. He kept squirting jets of cum inside you until he was completely and blissfully empty.

Breathing hard, the two of you slumped against each other, going limp.

“Fuck Jon… I came so hard,” you admitted.

“You DID? Guhhh…. Fff… thank god… I thought maybe I … let you down again, if you know what I mean,” Jon said in a naughty voice while laughing.

“Fuck no… haha.. You have NOT let me down,” you replied in an equally naughty voice.

The two of you had both come so intensely there was pretty much nothing left to say. You and he kicked the blanket off as you were both hot and sweaty. Jon grabbed his phone flashlight and located his pants and boxers, struggling to get them back on. You didn’t bother with the buttons on your dress. You just lay on the seat, lethargic and satisfied. The windows were completely fogged now and you couldn’t see anything outside the car. You just heard the gentle rain and wind as you and he grew quiet. Resting his head against the pillows, Jon slumped back down next to you, holding your hip and facing you. You let out some soft, relaxed whimpers as you were falling asleep again. You felt Jon lean forward against the seat and give you a wet kiss on the forehead. You could feel how sweaty his whole face was. “Happy birthday, sweetie,” Jon whispered. The two of you fell asleep again.

Sometime around dawn, you opened your exhausted eyes to the sensation of rumbling and early morning light. It took you a moment to orient yourself once again and realize you were still in the car. You had been asleep, sideways on the passenger seat. Jon had left a blanket over you. He hadn’t wanted to wake you but he figured it’s best to drive back home before the car risks getting noticed. He was quietly driving the two of you back. As you remembered everything that transpired yesterday/during the night, you felt blissful all over again. Briefly, you thought of letting Jon know you were awake and coming to sit up front with him. All you could see was his matted hair from behind as he sat driving the car. But you decided to just relax back against the seat. You WERE quite tired and blissed out. You just pulled the blanket more over you and let him drive the two of you home.

Side note, I have a TikTok and Youtube where I make sexy/funny JD edits and thirst traps. I often include myself since I'm an openly pervy/goofy lady. Feel free to check it out. I try to find sexier JD moments or funny/naughty crap of his to play with.

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Feel free to send me story ideas. This fic was pretty fucking flowery compared to my more deviant ones but I plan to write some freaky shit next ;)

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Jonathan Davis Plays KINKY Hide & Seek with You

Warning: explicit/sensitive content, deviant theme, 18+ Smut, foreplay, fingering, male/female sex, unprotected sex, p in v, finishing inside, praise & degredation, edging/denial, fear kink, adrenaline kink, BDSM, exhibition kink, public/nature sex... Overall, A LOT IS GOING ON IN THIS STORY 🤣💀

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Summary: You are Jonathan's girlfriend and it's the last day of your RV camping trip. You are parked on the beach and reminiscing about his past sexual kinks. You decide you want to let him try a game on you: a naughty, fear-laden version of hide and seek. But, his version is a LOT more than you bargained for. You explore a fear/adrenaline kink and let him take control.... All in all you have a very interesting night together.

If you google JD's explanation of his song, “My Gift to You," he explains he and his girl enjoyed a fear/adrenaline/death kink & played "games":

Korn songs like "My Gift to You," "Last Legal Drug" (Le Petit Mort) and "Beat it Upright" inspired this fanfic.

My “Kinky Hide & Seek” theme for this story is particularly inspired by Korn’s “Beat it Upright” where JD sings stuff like "Are you reading for a good pounding, baby? ...I will spank that ass just for fun," and “We're going on a ride….I'm gonna turn you inside out, upside down….Don't try to run and hide.” JD definitely throws a little BDSM/rough play/fear stuff into his sexual songs.

My story is also inspired by his lyrics in “Last Legal Drug,” where he’s giving spooky commands to a woman during sex-– “when you come, be a good girl, hold your breath, make it last long…It’s a mess, and it’s called ‘the little death,’ girl.”

So… ‘poetic license’ and a bit of my own deviancy/past 'adventures' is worked into this story. Sorry y'all haha.

Story:

You and Jonathan had thought there was going to be an additional day of your RV camping trip before he had to get back to Los Angeles. But, he got a call earlier that evening letting him know he had to start driving back first thing and be in the studio by tomorrow evening, so sadly the two of you realized tonight would be the last night of the trip. Your RV was parked on the beach in a remote tourist destination, near a mossy, coastal treeline. It's dusk and the two of you are sitting across from each other in folding chairs, eating dinner outside the camper.

"I'm so disappointed tonight's going to be our last night for awhile," you said to him.

"Me too sweetie. Me... fuckin....too," Jonathan said in a resigned tone.

The two of you had definitely "made the most" of this camping trip with lots of sex and romantic time together. But you still had kind of an empty feeling, knowing this would be your last night together for some time. You wanted the trip to end with some kind of bang. You started asking him some dirty questions out of curiosity.

"So, we've... done some freaky stuff together, huh?" you began.

Jonathan cracked a naughty smirk and chuckled, "yeah..you could say that... kind of...." he trailed off.

"KIND of?" you replied, curious.

"I mean.... I've definitely not shown you everything. Didn't wanna freak you out," Jonathan continued, looking down at the sand.

"Well.... I'm in a weird mood tonight. I kind of want to end this trip with a bang...." you admitted.

Jon paused. He had been bouncing his leg and fidgeting around. Suddenly he got very still and slowly looked up at you.

"You're... gonna have to be a bit more specific, dear," Jon said in a naughty voice.

"Ummm.... well..... we've... you've.. chased me around and stuff, been, ya know... rough from time to time? When I asked you to?" you said.

"Yeeahhhh?" Jon said slowly... in a sly, questioning tone.

"And.... I know you've been a lot freakier in the past. Like.. how you and your ex… well, you guys played creepy sex games? She would leave spooky notes on your pillow like- 25 ways she wants to kill you... and ....you had dark fantasies about stuff you wanted to do to her? You guys had like.... a fear kink? Death kink?" you inquired.

Jon stared at the ground, darkly chuckling as he recalled some "fond" memories and nodded his head. "Yeah... yeah we did," he admitted.

"Well... I was curious," You confessed. "I’m curious about.... fear and control games..I... I don't know! But-uh... I want to know," you admitted, stumbling over your words.

"Yeah....? " Jon said quietly while looking back up at you. Jon began to explain:

"It's definitely kinda dark…...You're not ACTUALLY gonna get hurt, not MUCH anyway," he said with a sly chuckle. "But it's just... getting off together on scaring and controlling one another. One of you takes the lead... someone’s dominant, someone's submissive" he continued.

"I wanna try some of that tonight," you admitted, very curious and pretty aroused.

Jon froze. His smile faded a little as he looked at you with wide eyes, and a good amount of surprise.

"What... like, you wanna, tie me to a chair tonight and have your way with me, haha?" he asked while laughing.

"No... no, I want you to take control and..... SCARE me," you admitted, rather embarrassed.

There was dead silence while the two of you looked at each other.

"Um.... are you sure?" Jon asked, somewhat stunned....fidgeting.

"Yeah. I want you to scare me tonight…..In-in a good way," you said as your face turned red.

Jon looked back down at the sand and shifted his legs around.

"Hmmmm....well…. That’s… a WHOLE spectrum.....HOW scared?" he said in a low, naughty voice while cracking a big smirk.

Your voice caught in your throat: ".....freak me out Jon," you begged. "I.....I want you to freak me THE FUCK out.....I want you to SCARE me….and, a-and then fuck me," you admitted, unable to even look him in the eye as you said it.

More awkward silence. You dared to look up at his face. His knee was bouncing up and down and he kept staring at the ground while grinning, shaking his head in amazement. Eventually, Jon cleared his throat.... stood up from his folding chair and crouched down in front of you, holding your knees and locking eyes with you, close to your face.

"Ok," he said in a calm tone, with a big smile on his face. His eyes had LIT up and he looked pretty damn excited and naughty.

"I'll freak you out, baby" he said while giving you a half smirk/smile. His eyes got spookier and he slowly nodded at you

".... but if it gets too much.. you should probably pick a safe word or something. Then I'll stop," Jon explained.

Your brain was turning to mush. You were already really nervous and excited and your clit was perking up.

"Umm... uh- how about.. STOP?" you said, half braindead.

Jonathan laughed hard and smirked. "STOP, it is then." He paused and bore his eyes into yours. He gave you a long, sexy, deep kiss.. pushing his tongue deep in your mouth. You were SO turned on, curious and excited.

He stood up and walked back to his chair, slowly sitting back down across from you. Nothing but silence. He just stared at you, clearly contemplating.

"So.... what do we do?" you asked shakily.

Jon stared HARD at you. His eyes scanning your eyes and examining your body language as he contemplated what to do with you.

"How about... some hide and seek?" Jon suggested.

"Hide and SEEK?" you said, laughing. "Jon... that honestly sounds CUTE.. not....freaky!"

Jon's eyes darkened perceptibly and his voice got very low and serious.

"My version..... is NOT going to be cute" Jon said in a VERY creepy voice.

You suddenly felt a shiver down your spine and a bit of realization run through your body.

"Nooo... Not cute at all,” Jon said while slowly shaking his head and looking at you with an alarming gaze.

“You’re gonna hide……I'm gonna hunt you," Jon said, coolly.

You were a bit stunned. Your heart jumped a little.

"And here's a tip.... you DON'T want me to find you," Jon continued in a low, serious voice. He cracked a wicked smile... "you REALLY don't," Jon explained. All you could do was stare at him, wide-eyed.

"I'm gonna start... mkay?" Jon said nonchalantly while reclining in his chair a bit.

"Um.... ok," you said quietly, rather confused.

"You've got 20 seconds to hide,” Jon said while comfortably lulling back in the chair and shutting his eyes.... "One.....two....." he said, counting slowly.

You stood up from your folding chair, looking around and then back at him. The beach and tree line was vast and it was so close to dark, you didn't see how on earth he'd find you if you hid.

"Jon? I’m confused! ANYWHERE? How are you gonna find me?"

Jon stopped counting and opened his eyes, looking at you with a VERY dark, sinister expression… almost like he was becoming a different person.

"You should probably start running," he said quietly.

"W-what??" you asked, while another shiver went down your spine.

"Start......Running" he growled, as his eyes darkened to the point of practically looking black.

You felt a jolt of genuine fear. Suddenly, it was like you were out in the middle of nowhere with a stranger. You were rather blown away.

"THREE!.... four...." Jon playfully counted slowly while shutting his eyes and folding his hands in front of him comfortably.

You took off running towards the tree line. In the distance you could hear him counting loudly. You wandered into the mossy trees and looked around. Your heart was pounding. You didn't have much time so you wandered as far as you could into the trees and then hid, crouching behind one. You were breathing hard and starting to question what you'd gotten yourself into. But you really didn't see how on EARTH he’d find you.

"HERE I COME," you heard Jon yell in the distance in a very eerie voice.

There was dead silence for a while. You heard the waves and light raindrops. Eventually, you started hearing his footsteps. He was walking slowly and carefully. You thought of crawling off and finding a different spot... but were scared of making too much noise. It was quite dark now, just a dark blue tone to the sky as the sun was nearly set. You sat frozen behind the mossy tree. Eventually, you heard footsteps crunching closer before coming to a stop. Then they continued; sounding like they were getting further away. You figured you'd successfully faked him out. Then there was dead silence.

"Ttssskk....tsskkk….That’s not a very a good spot at all" you heard Jonathan yell. You froze in fear.

"YEAH, I'm talking to you. Come on out," Jon said in a very frightening, unfamiliar voice.

You peaked out from behind the tree and saw him standing still about 20 feet away from you. You were actually quite shocked he had found you. VERY shocked. HOW did he manage that??

"I'll tell you what....if you can outrun me.... you win. You win and I'll stop," he said in his low, unfamiliar voice.

Your legs shook as you stood up, in sheer disbelief. Your heart was racing.

"Fucking... …….RUN," Jon said in a deep, terrifying voice.

You were actually frozen in place like a deer in the headlights.

Suddenly, Jon sprinted forward towards you at full speed. You gasped and instinctively ran away from him. You literally felt like a stranger was chasing you. You didn't look back as you darted aimlessly around trees, trying to figure out where the hell to run to. You were so overwhelmed. You heard him gaining on you, his footfalls crunching louder and closer.

Then, an arm firmly grabbed you around the waist and knocked the wind out of you. He grabbed you mid-run so hard, you sort of flew in the air as he caught you. He picked you up by the waist and spun you around, off the ground. The two of you spun together in a circle as he caught you. You fell limp in his arms, crying out and gasping. You heard him grunt and breathe hard and angrily. He grabbed both of your arms, pulling them tightly behind your back like a police arrest. Then he shifted the two of you forward, pinning you against a tree. He was pressed up against you while you were pinned, facing away from him.

The two of you stood like that for a moment, gasping for air. You heard Jon growling. With one big hand he kept your wrists pulled together and your arms locked behind your back. With his free hand, he began feeling you up aggressively. He pushed his hand under your skirt and rubbed/gripped your pussy through your panties. You started to moan and lose your balance but he pulled you back upright, forcing you to stand. He reached his hand back up to your head, grabbing your hair and pulling you into him. He leaned against your ear and breathed into it.

"I caught you," he said in a truly eerie, unrecognizable voice.

Your legs shook. Your pussy was very wet but you weren't sure why because you were also genuinely freaking out.

"Now... don't... fucking.... move," Jon said in a low, dominating voice. You did as he said. He removed his hands from your arms but you left them behind your back where he had put them. You heard him unbuckling his belt and taking it completely off. You began moaning, figuring the game was over and now he was going to fuck you, while he had you pinned against the tree.

"Mmmmm yeah... do it, baby," you begged, as you figured the game was up.

"Do.... what?" Jon said quietly. "You think I'll just FUCK you? Mmm-mm" he said, shaking his head.

"No. I CAUGHT you. You're not getting off that easy," he said, leaning towards your ear before biting it VERY firmly and leaving his teeth on it. "NOT AT ALL," he said through gritted teeth while keeping your ear in a bite-hold.

You gasped. Now you were truly confused. The next sensation you felt was the leather belt tightening around your wrists. You let out a yelp and started to pull your wrists away but Jon had a FIRM hold on them. He quickly bound your hands behind your back with the belt. He buckled it around your wrists, tightly and firmly.

Your heart started absolutely racing. You WERE scared now. Actually scared. Jonathan grunted, then, with you buckled up, he turned you around. He still didn't allow you to see him. He just whipped your body away from where it had been pinned against the tree, and stood behind you. One arm had a firm grasp around your waist and the other had a firm grasp on the belt he buckled your wrists with.

He leaned down towards your face from behind, and licked around and inside your ear a little. Your legs shook like crazy and you felt very faint.

"Walk," Jon said quietly. You were frozen.

"WALK," Jon said in a louder, more stern voice, while gently pushing you forward and maintaining his grip on you. You took slow, unsteady steps forward as he guided you, walking you. You felt weak and in over your head. You knew it was still Jonathan. YOUR Jonathan. But it really DID feel like you had been caught by a stranger in the woods. You truly had no idea what to expect.

"Jon.... Jon.... I don't know if - if I-----" your words trailed off as you gasped for breath.

Jon stopped walking and stood still. There was a heavy silence.

"Ok," Jon said playfully and nonchalantly. "DON'T walk," he growled.

Before you knew it, Jon had spun you around to face him and picked you up. He threw you over his shoulder, one arm supporting your upper body as your head draped over his shoulder, his other arm supporting you under the ass with a firm grasp on your thighs. With your hands bound behind you, you really couldn’t get out of his arms if you tried.

You gasped some more and started practically hyperventilating. You were surprised at just how strong he was. If he WAS a stranger, you definitely wouldn't have been able to wriggle free. Your eyes stared at the ground as he carried you over his shoulder, back towards the RV. It was QUITE dark by now. This game was starting to really scare the shit out of you. You started wriggling and moaning in his arms, asking him to put you down. Eventually, he set you down on the beach. With a satisfied sigh, he pulled you against his body, facing you away from him and restraining you by the wrists again. He pressed himself hard against your backside. He leaned in again to talk right into your ear.

"Tell you what.... I'll be nice. ONE more try to hide from me. If I can't find you in 10 minutes, I'll stop hunting you. Sound fair?" Jon said in his eeriest voice.

You caught your breath and thought about it. You almost said "STOP," to call the game off. But you were feeling an overwhelming mix of adrenaline and arousal. You wanted to keep playing. "Ok...." you blurted out.

"Good girl,” Jon whispered into your ear before licking down your neck.

He slowly loosened his grip on you and sighed. With his face pressed to your ear, he spoke again:

“Ok girl.....fuckin........ RUN!" he growled.

This time your heart pretty much exploded with adrenaline. You took off in a sprint back to the tree line like you were running for your life. Your ears were ringing and you couldn't even HEAR if he was chasing you or how close he was. You didn't try to steal a glimpse back.

You ran in a confusing zig zag all around the trees, realizing how hard it was to run and keep your balance with your hands buckled behind you. Losing your breath, you eventually collapsed behind a shrub, as far into the woods as you could get. There was nothing but silence, beach waves and more gentle rain drops. It was almost pitch black now. You could barely see what was around you. Now, you were slightly lost and unsure how to get back. Wriggling your wrists around, you struggled with the belt, figuring you could get it off of you somehow. Your fingers tried to reach up to the notches and buckle but it was no use. You had another "OH SHIT" moment, realizing again that if he WAS a stranger, you were LOSING.

There was dead silence for a long time. You slowly caught your breath, wondering so much about this man you've spent so much time with. Clearly there's many different sides to Jonathan. You shifted your legs around trying to get comfortable on the ground. Your panties were still wet, which was a bit surprising to you, since you were pretty much terrorized by now. You were just starting to calm down when you had a weird feeling. You weren't sure if you heard crunching nearby or if it was your imagination. There was more dead silence as your hearing perked up and you tried to listen. You did your best to not make any audible breathing noises.

Out of nowhere, you felt Jonathan’s body tackle you out of your sitting position and pin you to the ground. You screamed at the top of your lungs with genuine shock as you felt his weight on top of you. You fell backwards, with your bound hands behind you. Jon pinned you against the mossy ground, nice and firm.... grunting and grabbing you as you wriggled around. You went limp and opened your eyes, barely able to see the silhouette of his face in the dark. You gasped for air and just stared in disbelief. How the HELL did he manage to find you THAT time???? How did you not hear him approaching???? You were in utter shock.

Jon groaned and pushed his body weight on top of you while pushing your legs open. He hovered over you on the ground, his crotch pressed against your open legs as he kept you pinned. You felt his hard dick through his pants and all you could do was hyperventilate with a mix of emotions.

He chuckled a VERY sinister chuckle. "Now, see THAT, was a really good try," he groaned. He pushed his face RIGHT up against yours. Your whole body shook. "A REALLY.....good.... TRY," he whispered in a complimentary, eerie voice.

You definitely knew you lost. You were so overwhelmed, you almost said "stop" again.

He rubbed his body hard against you on the ground, smushing you into the mossy forest bed and grunting/groaning loudly. You started moaning and kept gasping for air. Without warning, he climbed off you. Then before you knew it, he had picked you up off the ground. He threw you over his shoulder again in the same pose with your arms bound behind you. Your hair fell into your face as you slumped half upside down against his shoulder. You were completely spent by now. All you could do was moan and hyperventilate while he carried you back. It felt like a long walk back to the RV.... you were shocked he could carry you for this long. Struggling to calm down, you just fell limp against his body and caught your breath.

He got you inside the RV and gently pushed you down onto the bed face first. You could only crawl and wriggle around because your wrists were still bound behind you. Jon crawled up your body and pressed firmly against you from behind. His dick was now rock hard. He pressed into your backside, caressing your body. He stroked your arms and moved his hands to the buckle.

"If I take this off of you, are you gonna be a good girl?" he asked in his sinister voice.

"Y... yes," you yelped.

"No moving. You will do NOTHING unless I tell you to. GOT IT?" Jon instructed.

"Hughhh.. fu,.... Yes!" you gasped out.

He slowly undid your wrists. Immediately you started moving your arms, happy to have them back.

Just then, you felt a hard smack against your ass from the belt.

"AHHHH!!! ... the... FUCK!???" you yelled.

"I told you not to move!" Jon said sternly.

You felt his hand grip your ass and pull your skirt up. He reached up the front of your skirt and pushed his fingers against your pussy. You didn't even KNOW what blend of emotions you felt at this point, but your pussy still responded to his touch. You wriggled around some more while moaning.

With both of his hands, he took the side of your panties and ripped them, then yanked them away. You gasped and moved around. Then, you felt another strong smack against your ass with the belt.

"You're not a good listener, ARE YOU?" Jon said in a low, playful voice. You didn’t reply.

"Don't. MOVE!" Jon growled.

You nodded your head, while face down on the bed. Jon reached a hand around you, touching and feeling you up under your skirt again. He slowly pushed two of his fingers firmly into your pussy.

"Ahhhh!! mmm," you moaned as you tried your best to stay still.

Jon was hunched over you, keeping a good amound of his weight on top of you. He kept you pinned down, fingering you more and more very firmly, pushing your pussy further and further open.

"Ahhhh..my GOD!" you yelped. You didn't realize how aroused you were until he started fingering you

"BE QUIET girl!!! Did I not tell you that? You're gonna be QUIET too!" Jon yelled at you. He humped against you and pushed his fingers hard into you with his hand, leaving them knuckle deep inside you.

You gulped and tried your best to stop moaning. Without warning he climbed off you and gripped your hips HARD. He flipped you over in one brisk motion. You were now lying on your back, you skirt up to your waist, your panties off and Jon standing over you.

He grunted and quickly climbed back on top of your body, pinning you back down. You instinctively went to touch his face and shoulders like normal, but he grabbed your hands, pulling them off of him. He wrestled your arms until he had them both pinned up over your head.

Then he pressed his crotch hard against yours, smushing you into the mattress and keeping your hands pinned above your head. All you could do was hyperventilate and watch him. He kept you pinned like that for a minute, breathing hard and doing nothing. You just stared at him in amazement, his eyes looking black. He teased you and started grinding his crotch into your open legs.

"Don't. FUCKIN. Move," he said as he quietly, while quickly climbing off you, ripping off his pants and boxers and sliding back on top of you. His cock was so hard he didn't even need to put his hand on it and guide it into your pussy. He just impaled you with it and you let out a loud yelp of pleasure and a bit of pain.

He grabbed your hair a little and pressed his face against your neck.

"Auhghhh…WHAT DID I…. SAY?” he said while pushing hard into you. “QUIET!!!" Jon growled.

You held your breath and tried not to make any noise as Jon started taking deep pumps into you. Your legs felt like jelly and your pussy was soaking wet. This night had COMPLETELY taken a turn. As he picked up the pace and started fucking you harder, you couldn't help but whine and gasp.

"QUIET! I'm not gonna tell you again" Jon warned again, before pressing his face against your neck and pushing his teeth against it.

"One more sound.... I'm gonna bite you," Jon warned.

He'd given you plenty of bites before, and you always liked it. But something told you this would be a REAL bite if you didn't do as he said. You did your best to stop making any noise. You only breathed, HARD. He kept fucking you, taking slow, firm, deep pumps into you while keeping your arms pinned above your head. Your clit was pulsating and you were starting to feel an incredible level of arousal.. you really couldn't explain it.

Having him chase you down and take you like this, left you with an indescribable feeling. It began to feel like your pussy was gonna explode in an orgasm any minute. You couldn't help but let out a deep moan.

"Mmmmmfff, you fuckin asked for it," Jon said while pressing his face hard against your neck and giving you a strong bite.

"AHHH!!!" you shrieked as he kept pumping. He didn't just bite you and let go either. He left his teeth against your neck as he kept fucking you. That bite DEFINITELY hurt! You did your best not to make any more noise but as your orgasm approached you let out a loud whimper. He pressed his teeth into your neck as a punishment and you gasped again.

"GAAhhhhh! Ughhh fu--" Jonathan yelled/moaned, losing his composure at his own game. This experience had kind of overwhelmed him as well and he was extremely aroused. You felt so good to him at this moment. He was somewhat shocked at himself, realizing what he’s doing to you. You both felt so good, you couldn’t help but start making more noise. You both moaned loudly, and your pussy squeezed around him as your orgasm approached. The two of you started getting QUITE loud, just giving in to the pleasure. He was even MORE elated watching you, as he realized you LIKED all this. Watching your reactions had him SO close to cumming.

He pressed against you and locked eyes with you while taking firm pumps in you.

"You gonna cum for me? HM??? he asked you.

All you could do was nod and moan.

"You're NOT gonna cum till I fucking say!!!" Jon demanded.

Your eyes flared. You weren't sure you could hold back much longer.

He pushed his cock FAR inside you and held it there, pinning you and pausing.

You yelped a little and he covered your mouth. Then he gave you one final instruction.

"I'll tell you when to cum. BUT when you do, you're gonna do it HOW...I ... SAY!" Jon growled.

You were confused. Jon ground his cock into you and you could feel it twitching as he was clearly VERY close too.

"You gonna be a good girl?" Jon said in a VERY dark, eerie tone.

You stared at him and nodded as he kept his hand over your mouth.

"WHEN you cum, hold your fucking breath. DON'T let it out!!! Not until you've cum LONG and HARD. Make it FUCKING last!"

Your pussy quivered and tightened around his dick, spasming and pulsing in anticipation.

"You HEAR me?" Jon demanded as he began pumping harder.

He said one word with each deep pump:

"Hold..... your.... FUCKIN... BREATH."

Your legs fell totally limp and he grabbed them hard, pulling them further apart and taking hard, fast pumps into you. You gasped. Your body felt like it was tingling. You were pretty sure you were hyperventilating. Your orgasm was coming fast and you PRAYED Jon would give you permission to cum.

"AHhhhhhhh.... FUuuuuu....." Jon grunted as he grew weak and his pumps got sloppier. His own orgasm was gaining on him. "Mmmmfff... be my good ---gahhh----my good girl …CUM for me!" Jon demanded. You squealed and yelped and nodded. Your pussy exploded and started spasming hard around his swollen dick. Jon pinned you down HARD as you came and pushed a hand over your mouth as he heard you breathing hard and gasping for air. "HOLD. YOUR. BREATH!!!" Jon demanded while watching your face.

You locked eyes with him as you were cumming and held your breath as best you could. Your pussy kept throbbing and spasming in VERY pleasurable waves. Something about having your breath held while cumming made it feel doubly intense. It seemed like you were cumming FAR stronger and longer than ever before. You felt increasingly dizzy, like you were about to faint. You started seeing little stars in your vision as it dimmed and Jon kept watching your face while you came hard on his cock. Jonathan slowed his pumps to a stop for a moment to just watch you cum for him.

Suddenly you felt like you were gonna lose consciousness. Jonathan saw your eyes begin to roll back and quickly let go of your mouth. "NOW breathe," he commanded. You gasped for air and took long, deep breaths as you kept coming and shaking. "Good girl," Jon complimented as he paused for a moment. He was sweating like crazy and breathing hard. He just stared at you, proud of you for doing as he said. His eyes gazed at you, all hazy: "Mmmfffff, god... that was beautiful," he admitted as he watched you writhe around, catching your breath, smiling at him and feeling the bliss of your orgasm.

His cock twitched and throbbed. It felt like most of the blood in his body was in his dick at this point. Without hesitation, Jon picked up where he left off. He kept taking rough, sloppy pumps into you. He moaned and groaned loudly while you just let him take you. Within a minute, his cock completely burst and you could feel him filling you up. He pushed as far into you as he could and grunted LOUDLY.

Your vision was hazy but as he came, you watched his face. He did the same thing…. He gasped as his orgasm hit, then held his breath as you felt warm pumps of liquid spill into you. He started looking disoriented and dizzy. His eyes started rolling and he braced himself against your body, not breathing until he was done coming. You just held him as he had a very long orgasm, leaking LOTS of cum inside you before FINALLY inhaling some new air with a loud, raspy gasp. He kept gasping for air for a LONG time.

The two of you both felt like you might black out and faint. He fell against you and it was hard to breathe with his body weight on you like this. Gradually he whimpered and climbed off you, lying next to you in bed. You were both VERY faint and dizzy for a long time. The room looked liked it was spinning.

As the two of you recovered, your whole body felt tingly and numb with adrenaline, exhaustion, and pleasure. Eventually, you turned to him...."Holy shit, Jon.... Holy. SHIT" was all you could get out.

Jon let out a dark, deep chuckle. "You LIKED it?" he asked, curious.

"Um.... you scared the shit out of me. For real," you admitted.

Jon turned to look at your eyes. You met his gaze and his eyes looked normal again......a bit apologetic.

"You said freak you out... But….Yeah, I went pretty fucking far, huh? Too much?" Jon asked you softly.

"Ummmmm.... it was a lot," you admitted, still shaking as you recalled the moment he caught you in the woods the second time. You had felt genuine terror.

"But..... I have NEVER cum like that. I --- I..... I LIKED it," you slowly admitted.

Jon's face lit up. "Mmmmm....I liked it too. I LOVED taking you on that ride....A LOT" Jon admitted. There was brief silence and soft laughter between the two of you.

"That...... breath hold thing. Wow..... that was trippy," you replied.

Jon let out another deep chuckle, shaking his head.

"WHY the hell did I cum so much harder when I held my breath like that?" you asked with genuine curiosity.

"The French call an orgasm 'the little death," Jonathan explained. "Their philosophy is: every time we cum, we die a little. You can make the feeling of an orgasm even stronger if you hold your breath when you cum," he said.

He turned to face you, sleepily and satisfied.

"I REALLY liked dying a little with you tonight," he whispered.

"I REALLY liked dying a little with you too, baby," you whispered back.

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Jonathan Davis Protects You From Your Creepy Ex

Warning: Smut, foreplay, fingering, male/female sex, unprotected sex, p in v, finishing inside, edging. Mildly violent diaglogue (NOT IN A SEXUAL CONTEXT but in the dramatic context of the story where JD is confronting the ex-boyfriend).

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Summary: You are Jonathan’s girlfriend. Your relationship has been going well for a long time. So far, it’s been you who has had to deal with jealousy/insecurity as so many people adore Jonathan. You & he trust each other, but for once, the shoe is on the other foot when your ex boyfriend reappears, trying to reconnect with you. Jonathan feels insecure and protective of you. You do your best to reassure Jonathan you didn’t intend to rekindle anything with your ex. At the same time, Jonathan spots your ex’s manipulative/stalkerish behavior before you do. Jon is not controlling of you, so he tries to stay out of it. When you and Jon realize your ex is aggressively creeping on you, you try to cut ties. Your ex won’t take a hint, so Jonathan has to step in.

Preface: If you like pure NAUGHTY fanfics that get “straight to the point” (romance + sex with JD) feel free to check my others. I felt like there’s only so much I can do THOSE…I wanted to write something that includes more emotional/personal themes, although there’s DEFINITELY sex in this one haha. This fic was inspired by a moment in the Korn MTV Diary where JD talked about getting jealous/protective when his fiance got hit on/disrespected by a guy. My stories portray JD as super confident/sexy but in real life, he’s just a dude who can get insecure/protective of his girl as well. Wanted to explore that. This fanfic is also based on a true story from my life. Hope you enjoy it.

Story:

You and Jonathan are finishing dinner at one of your favorite out of the way Italian restaurants. He had reserved a private booth in the balcony wing, away from people so your dinner wasn’t disturbed. However, you knew when you went downstairs, some people were bound to spot Jonathan. Sure enough, as the two of you held hands and walked downstairs, some people spotted him out. You decided to take this moment to head to the bathroom and let him deal with the swarm.

“I’ll be right back, sweetie, bathroom,” you said, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

“Ok, sorry about this,” Jon whispered to you, returning your kiss with a quick one on your lips.

On your way back from the bathroom, you decided to hang back by the barstools instead of awkwardly standing next to him. You’d basically just be in the way as people tried to get their picture with him or have him sign something. Suddenly you felt a tap on the shoulder. Turning around, you couldn’t believe your eyes. It was your ex-boyfriend, Zane.

“Zane? Is that you?” you said in shock.

“HI!!” Zane said, as his eyes lit up.

He took a step towards you like he wanted a hug, but you took a step back. The two of you stood awkwardly smiling for a moment.

“Wow, didn’t expect to see you here,” you blurted out.

“Yeah! Didn’t expect to see you either! How are you?” Zane asked.

“I’ve been good. You… you look so different!,” you admitted. During your relationship, Zane drank constantly and always looked run down. Currently, he looks far healthier.

“Right? Well, I’ve been sober for the last year,” Zane boasted.

“Oh man, I’m so happy to hear that. Seriously. Proud of you,” you said.

“Thank you. I’m doing a LOT better,” Zane continued. “So you’re…. Still with Jonathan huh?”

“You know about all that?” you asked, surprised.

“Yeah, I mean…. I don’t follow his music. NOT my thing. But, your name and face pops up online with him enough that I- uh…. Took notice. Wow. Being with a celebrity. That must be a huge adjustment for you,” Zane said.

“Yeah! It’s a lot. But he’s well worth it,” you state proudly.

You looked over at Jonathan as he stood awkwardly, trying to wrap up the schmoozing. Jonathan stole a glance at you. His big smile faded as he saw this guy standing rather close to you. Your smile faded also. It was like you could read his mind: “who the fuck is that standing with you?”

Zane looked over at Jon with a shitty smirk on his face, before putting a hand on your shoulder. You turned back at Zane, surprised he just touched you.

“Well! Good for you. I’m sure whenever you manage to get him to yourself, you guys have a nice time,” Zane said in a chastising manner.

“Jon makes plenty of time for the two of us,” you retorted, while stepping away from Zane’s grasp.

“You know, I’d love to catch up with you more sometime,” Zane said, boldly.

Out of nowhere, you felt Jonathan standing next to you. Jon’s eyes bore into Zane as he stood there, wordlessly.

“Jon! This is Zane, my uh…..” you said, trying to spit out the words “ex-boyfriend.”

“Zane… yeah, I remember you mentioned a Zane….hello Zane…..” Jon said in a low, monotone voice.

“Hey dude, nice to meet you,” Zane said, disingenuously.

Jonathan just wordlessly nodded his head. Neither Jon, nor Zane outstretched a hand for a civil handshake.

Jonathan hates fake “nice to meet you” pleasantries and fakeness in general. Instead, Jon stood still, head slightly tilted, with a dead face. He was staring HARD at Zane. Looking at your ex, Jonathan immediately recalled everything you had told him about Zane. Your 2-year relationship had been full of Zane manipulating and gaslighting you. When you and Jon discussed past relationships, it was definitely a topic that had made you break down crying. Jonathan had comforted you as you recalled the bad memories and reassured you he would NEVER treat you how Zane had.

Jonathan was doing his BEST to be civil. However, it was hard for him to hold back anger, standing in front of the man who hurt you. You put your hand into Jonathan’s and Jon turned to face you. He could feel your palms were cold and sweaty. This situation was awkward for everyone involved.

“Listen, we need to get going, but it was nice seeing you, Zane,” you said.

“Yeah you too,” Zane said.

You and Jonathan walked out of the restaurant. Jonathan, on his way out, stole a glance back at Zane. Zane gave Jon another shitty smirk and sly hand-wave goodbye. Jon’s eyes flared and he let out a huff/sniff, turning back around and heading out the door with you.

The car ride back with Jonathan was damned awkward. You decided to break the silence by just confronting the situation head on:

“Well that was really awkward. I’m sorry about that, Jon, I really didn’t expect to run into him” you said.

“Yeah, I gotta say I always pictured him as a massive douche. He definitely lived up to my mental image,” Jon said quietly.

“He’s sober now at least, so… hopefully he’s getting his life on track,” you said, trying to diffuse the conversation.

Jonathan was silent, breathing angrily. Jon was baffled that after everything Zane had done to you, you cared about his well-being. He felt that you were WAY too forgiving.

Eventually Jon broke the silence. “Yeah well, I get it, I was a mess before I got sober. But…. people can only change so much,” Jon said, reflecting.

The two of you got home and went inside. You went into the kitchen. You had skipped dessert at the restaurant and felt like having some yogurt or something. You were taking your time browsing the fridge when Jonathan slowly walked up behind you. He gently wrapped his hands around your waist and cradled your stomach through your dress. You were kind of taken aback, since he had been huffy and distant on the ride home. He gave you a gentle kiss on the cheek and held you close.

You gladly accepted his embrace. “Whatcha looking for?” Jon said as he kissed your cheek and neck. “Ummmm… just… a little dessert…” you said slowly, getting lost in the sexy sensation of his tender kisses. He wrapped you closer in his arms and started giving you a slow, open mouth kiss on the neck. You melted in his arms. He always knew he could seduce you easily if he started nibbling and licking your ears and neck. He left slow kisses on your neck and moved them down your shoulder, pulling the hem of your dress down slightly so he could kiss and lick more of your shoulder.

“DAMN!” you blurted out, genuinely surprised that Jonathan had suddenly launched into all this. Jon pulled you into him more and pressed his front against your backside, giving you a tight embrace and grinding into you. You lost your balance slightly, getting immediately turned on.

“What’s all THIS?” you asked, with genuine curiosity. Jon didn’t usually randomly attack you with kisses/seduction like this.

“Mmmm, I don’t know, you just look beautiful. I had to come get you,” Jon said in a low, sexy voice.

“My god… well… I guess dessert can wait,” you said while giggling.

“I’ve got some dessert for you,” Jon said in a dirty voice, before reaching up your dress and sliding his hands under it until he reached your pussy. He took two fingers and started slowly, tenderly, rubbing your clit through your panties. You were going insane. You moaned and let him continue at this for several minutes while he slowly rocked you in his arms.

You slowly turned to face him. His eyes looked absolutely NEEDY and overwhelmed with lust. You leaned in for a big kiss and he immediately returned it, hungrily. He pushed you forward, slipping his tongue into your mouth. The two of you lost your balance against the fridge door, which was still standing wide open. You felt yourself start to fall against the fridge shelves.

“Ahhh!! Shit!” you giggled, as Jonathan gripped you and stopped you from falling backwards.

Jonathan started laughing also, realizing how klutzy this moment was.

“Let’s take this somewhere else,” Jon said with a smirk, pulling you away from the fridge. You shut the door and speed-walked to the bedroom together as he touched you all over along the way.

When you reached the room, Jon quickly faced you, kissing you deeply and hungrily. He picked you up by the thighs and off the ground. You wrapped your legs around his torso and moaned into his mouth. He carried you to the bed and gently placed you down, kissing down your body and wasting no time reaching up under your dress and sliding your panties off. You watched him in awe, confused by his sudden mood shift. He crushed your panties in his hand and gave you the dirtiest smirk, taking a moment to push them against his face and smell them. You loved how freaky he was and you both giggled. He tossed the panties away and started planting kisses on your legs, working his way up your thighs. Jon slowly crawled on top of you. You held his hair and lay underneath him, wondering why he had suddenly decided to make love to you like this.

The truth was, the incident at the restaurant had left him feeling insecure. Maybe a bit possessive. Seeing your ex touch you and try to reconnect left him feeling desperate to do SOMETHING to pamper and satisfy you. To remind you how much he still wants you and perhaps, to STOP you from even THINKING about your ex.

Jon locked eyes with you as he slowly took his lips off your mouth.

“Mmmm..tell me what you want, baby,” he said in a quiet, sexy voice.

You giggled, “Ha! Uh- I mean, YOU started this. I don’t know!!” you said.

“Hmmmm… well let’s start here,” Jon said in a low, sweet voice. He pushed a hand between your legs and gently parted them, reaching under your dress and gently rubbing/fingering you. You shut your eyes and moaned as he massaged and teased inside your pussy while giving you a long, deep, open mouth kiss. He moved his kisses to your neck and ears while fingering you, leaving you WEAK. You just lay there LOVING it. Jon kept this up for a good long time until you felt like you were already getting close to coming. Jon slowly removed his fingers from you. He locked eyes with you, smiling, before licking his fingers clean. Your eyes lit up and you gave him a huge smile and giggle as you watched him.

Jon knelt next to your face and whispered “you always taste so fucking food,” right into your ear. You moaned and started grabbing his waist, parting your legs more for him. You’d had MORE than enough foreplay and you REALLY needed him to fuck you now. He quickly sat up, unbuckling his pants and taking them off along with his boxers and whipping his T-shirt off while you removed your dress. He quickly climbed back on top of you and immediately pushed into you as the two of you moaned. You noticed he was being unusually slow and tender with his movement tonight. Slow, sensual, delicious, pumps into you. This was not some quick, fun, aggressive fuck. He was REALLY determined to make love to you for a long time tonight. It felt amazing, and although you still wondered WHY, your mind was clouding over with pleasure.

You moaned louder and louder as he took his time, slowly pushing deep into you and making you feel as good as possible. He kept kissing you all over while gradually letting his pumps pick up speed. Jon was driving you CRAZY as he continued licking and love biting your neck and ears. Your pussy was quivering and you knew you were going to come extremely hard, and SOON. Jonathan pumped harder and faster in response to you as your moans increased. You were getting so close. He let out a groan of pleasure watching you. Out of nowhere, he spoke.

“Baby… mmfff… baby, look at me!” he whispered.

Your eyes had been shut with pleasure, but you opened them to look at him. His eyes stared hard into yours. You smiled at him weakly while moaning, your orgasm approaching.

“I love you,” Jon whispered solemnly while stroking your hair and pumping into you.

You were a bit taken aback. You knew he loved you. But him saying it so solemnly like this, DURING sex, was unusual. But you weren’t going to question it.

“I love you too Jon!” you said with a hazy smile on your face as your orgasm approached.

His big, expressive eyes lit up with love/lust and he kissed you hard one more time before pumping nice and hard into you. His dick pressed against just the right spot inside you.

“Ahhhh!!!….. Fuuuu!!!” you cried out. He felt SOOO good. You couldn’t handle it and started coming VERY hard. You let out a scream/moan and started shaking, holding his neck and gripping his hair as he ground his dick into you. He moaned against your neck and kept licking and kissing you while you came. This was DEFINITELY the best orgasm you had with him in recent times. You kept coming, shaking in his arms as he left his dick deep inside you, slowly moving it in and out, letting you ride your climax hard. As you slowly came down and caught your breath, he looked right into your eyes again, still inside you.

“You’re so fucking beautiful baby,” Jon complimented as he stroked your hair. “I love watching you cum….so pretty” he whispered.

Again, you were taken aback. Him telling you all this DURING sex was a bit unusual. But again, you didn’t question it.

“You- fu…..You’re….the sexiest fuckin man alive,” you complimented in return while giggling. “Holy shit, I came so hard,” you said, still trying to catch your breath.

“Mmmmff… GOOD,” Jon said with a beaming smile. “My turn,” he said, losing his composure and moaning against you. You yelped and moaned loudly as Jon picked up speed again. He began fucking you with incredible intensity. Again, you were stunned. It was like he was REALLY hungry for you tonight. He made loud, honest, unrestrained noises. You just watched him in awe before shutting your eyes again. His orgasm hit him FAST and he moaned LOUDLY. You felt his cum spurt inside you with a good deal of force as he whimpered and gasped. You felt the warm gush of it start to slowly leak out of you as he kept coming.

As he finally finished, he gently leaned into you and kept kissing you AGAIN. He was REALLY into kissing you tonight. After some slow, tender post-climax kissing, he finally climbed off of you and flopped next to you in bed…. totally spent. As you both caught your breath, he turned towards you, pulling your naked body tightly against him. You felt weak and exhausted in his arms. This had definitely been a “love making” session. Not some kind of playful fuck.

Jon pushed your damp hair out of your face and stroked your forehead before saying AGAIN, “I LOVE you,” in a solemn whisper.

“I love you too,” you whispered, earnestly. “So much,” you continued, while nuzzling his face. The two of you were so tired, you gradually fell asleep in that position, listening to one another breathe.

The following day you woke up VERY groggy. You opened your eyes and saw Jon in a deep sleep next to you in bed. Plenty of light was shining into the room and you guessed the two of you had slept in until at least the afternoon. You slowly rolled over and grabbed your phone, sitting up in bed. Sure enough, it was 3pm. You two always stayed up most of the night and slept in (kindred vampires) but he definitely kept you up even longer last night. Groaning and wiping your eyes, you crawled out of bed and threw on a nightgown (you were still naked). You crawled back into bed to relax and started checking stuff on your phone. Pushing your matted hair out of your face, you remembered last night. You definitely needed a shower.

Though you try to not obsess over social media, it always ends up being the first thing you check. You opened Instagram, seeing the sweet likes/comments on a recent picture of you and Jonathan that you had shared. It wasn’t an ego thing necessarily but you loved seeing well-wishes from people. Next, you opened Facebook. The first thing you noticed was a friend request….. From Zane. You were quite shocked. You looked over at Jonathan, who was still sleeping naked. His upper body was exposed and the blankets covered his lower half. He looked sexy, adorable and peaceful in his deep sleep. You remembered just how amazing last night was.

Then, you looked back at your phone. So much time had passed since you had been with Zane. His profile pic had a woman standing next to him in a cute, couple’s pose. You figured he was in a relationship. Assuming both you and he had moved on and there would be no weirdness, curiosity killed the cat. You hit ‘accept’ and looked at his page. He had new photos of him from the gym, and several with this woman. Scrolling his feed, there were updates about his sobriety and kudos from friends/family. Pictures of him traveling and hiking with friends. It did make you happy to see his life had improved. Maybe you WERE too forgiving, but you didn’t like to hang on to hate/grudges.

Jonathan was pretty damn allergic to social media for a variety of reasons. Mainly, he doesn’t stand for internet bullying or the narcissistic side of social media. He’s also very aware of internet stalking. Jon grudgingly holds a few promotional social media accounts, mostly run by his management team. As you were scrolling through Zane’s pictures, Jonathan stirred beside you. He opened his eyes and looked at you. The two of you exchanged sleepy smiles. You were about to close your phone, but Jonathan was surprisingly energetic and quick to sit up in bed. He leaned in and gave you a big kiss on the mouth, leaving you no time to get rid of what was on your phone screen. His kiss was surprisingly passionate and you got lost in it. As Jonathan let you out of the kiss he nuzzled against your shoulder, sleepily moving his gaze towards your phone.

“Oh shit,” was the only thought running through your head. If you rushed to shut off your phone screen or change the page, this would look even worse. Cringing, you allowed Jon to notice what was on your screen. Jonathan’s sleepy gaze slowly turned to realization, noticing who/what you were looking at. Before Jon could say anything, you confessed “I opened Facebook and Zane sent a friend request.” Jonathan slowly took his face off your shoulder, exhaling and tightening up… his demeanor changed from elated to pissed. He scooted away from you in bed and folded his arms, pulling up the blankets to cover his body.

“And let me guess, you accepted it?” Jon asked in a quiet voice.

“I was curious, I’m sorry,” you admitted.

“Curious how the dick who stole 2 years of your life is doing? Fair enough,” Jon continued in a quiet, cold voice.

“A LOT of time has passed. He- he seems like he’s changed a lot. AND he’s in a new relationship too! It’s just fucking FACEBOOK. I add a lot of people. You know that,” you said, lamely trying to defend yourself.

“I gotta tell you…. Guys don’t do this unless they want something,” Jonathan said, shaking his head.

“Want something?” you replied.

“Yeah, I could tell,” Jonathan continued. “I saw it right away when he stood next to you last night. He wants a shot with you again,” Jon said, staring hard into your eyes.

“Well he’s not gonna GET one, jeez!” you replied, truthfully.

“I’m going to be real. As a dude. Take it or leave it, mkay?” Jonathan said while facing you and putting his hands on your lap. “Guys don’t want to be ‘buddies’ with their ex. Guys don’t usually want to be ‘FRIENDS’ with women in general! If you give Zane an inch, he’s gonna take a mile and keep trying. And YOU? You’ve ALWAYS been too nice with this dickwad,” Jon said, his eyes darkening.

“Ok! I get it! Damn…. You’ve got thirsty women chasing you all the time and I have to just accept it and trust you! I got a friend request from a dude who’s ancient history in my mind and you’re freaking out?” you said, trying to brush off Jonathan’s concerns.

Jon shook his head. He DID try to catch himself, realizing the hypocrisy of all of this. There’d been countless uncomfortable situations where Jonathan had to brush off attention from women. He knew how much trust it must take for you to be with him and not feel jealous/insecure. Jonathan slowly exhaled, shaking his head.

“Yeah…. I hear you. It’s fucking ridiculous, me saying this. I trust you. You trust me…. I’m sorry…” Jonathan said, trying to cool off.

There was heavy silence in the room. You could cut the tension with a knife. Jonathan eventually broke the silence:

“I trust you. But… I don’t trust him,” Jon said. He turned to face you in bed again and you looked back into your eyes with concern. “AND, if he’s as into you as I THINK he still is, he’s probably going to message you… And if he’s as possessive as he WAS with you, he may even web-stalk you a bit,” Jonathan said in a serious tone.

You sighed and shook your head, climbing out of bed. You didn’t know what to think about this side of Jonathan. The hypocrisy was pretty epic. You had to share him with the world and now he had this paranoid concern about ONE person. However, you thought about what he said. You HOPED he was wrong. You took a shower. Usually Jon would join you but he was still being cold. He just threw on some pajamas, and decided to brood in bed, watched TV, ignoring you. After your shower you got some food and climbed back into bed with him, hoping to cuddle up and watch something together. However, Jon was rigid, not thrilled to have you touching him. He didn't even break his gaze from the tv, as he stared at it looking pissed. You knew why. This Zane thing was still bothering the hell out of him. You decided to just take the hint and let him cool off.

The atmosphere at home was now tense and depressing. You and Jon rarely have times like this where one of you truly doesn’t want to be around the other. But you could FEEL that Jonathan didn’t want to be around you right now. You couldn’t even IMAGINE what thoughts were going on in his head. This situation had never come up before. It was always Jonathan proving himself loyal to you after getting tested by various situations. Now, you could tell he was insecure, pissed and maybe even jealous. You decided to drive to a cafe and clear your head. Sitting down with your drink, you opened your phone, figuring you’ll text your best friend about this situation and ask for her advice. As you were doing that, your Facebook dinged with a message notification. It was Zane. You stomach dropped.

Zane: “I’m glad to see you accepted my request! Like I said, I’d love to catch up.”

You: “Yeah I’m glad to see you doing so well. I’m a bit busy at the moment though. Just out at a cafe.”

Your aim was to try to end the conversation before it began.

Zane: “Oh nice! Which cafe?”

Reluctantly you replied: “The Starbucks on Oswell, St… they have the coziest atmosphere.”

Zane replied: “Oh yeah I’ve been there, that’s a good one. I’m actually nearby right now. Are you going to be hanging out there for a while?”

You had a bad feeling…. It definitely sounded like he wanted to come join you. Your aim had been to hang out and read there for a few hours since the atmosphere at home with Jon SUCKED right now. You tried to craft a white lie so Zane didn’t come join you though.

You replied: “Yeah for awhile but I’m hanging with my friend, I promised her we’d catch up. Now isn't a good time, sorry.”

Zane replied: “Ah ok, but maybe we can hang out and catch up another time.”

Your stomach dropped even more. Jon was right. He had immediately messaged you and asked to see you. You were firmly regretting adding him. You closed your phone and picked up a book to try to clear your head.

After a long time had passed, you heard the cafe door open. You couldn’t believe it… Zane walked in and scanned the room…. And then gave you a big smile and wave. You nervously returned his smile and wave thinking “OH shit,” while also being more than a little creeped out. He sat down without you inviting him to.

“Hey! Where’s your friend?” Zane asked.

“Um… she had to take off. I was just hanging out,” you replied, lying.

“Well I’m glad I caught you. I know you said it wasn't the greatest time...but I really wanted to see you,” Zane said.

You were really uncomfortable by now. And if things with Jon were tense before, telling him about THIS would really suck.

“Well I’m sorry, but I was actually about to head home,” you told Zane. “Maybe… another time?” you said.

“What’s the rush to get home? Does Jon give you a curfew or something?” Zane said in an offensive tone. You REALLY didn’t like Zane badmouthing Jon’s character or implying that you are his lapdog. You tried to keep it civil.

“I’m just hungry. I want to get back and have dinner with him,” you replied.

“Ah.. does he make you cook it?” Zane said, continuing his aggressive, sarcastic questions.

You were getting REALLY irritated and uncomfortable now. You just stared at Zane in amazement.

“Tell you what, I’ll take you out to dinner and we can catch up. If Jon whines about it, you can blame me,” Zane said in a naughty tone.

You were taken aback and felt your chest tighten.

“Zane, aren’t you WITH someone?” you asked, inquiring about the women on his facebook.

“Oh THAT, nah that’s over. I just haven’t taken down the pics yet. But seriously, I’d love to take you to dinner! Maybe a night away from Jon is just what you need! Come back to NORMAL life for a bit, see where that takes us, hmm???” Zane said in a flirty, aggressive tone.

You realized now that you had to be blunt:

“Zane, I’ve gotta be honest. You popping up like this has caused an issue between me and Jon. I’d appreciate it if you backed off,” you admitted.

Zane looked PISSED but he tried to play it cool.

“Oh, my bad. I didn’t realize he was that insecure…. But… what can you expect from a man who wears skirts? Alrighty. Well… I’m around if you wanna talk and hang, ok?”

“I don’t think it’s a good idea… sorry,” you said, pissed off and eager to get away from Zane without responding to more of his taunts. You hurried out of the cafe and got in your car.

Your hands were shaking on the drive back. When you got home, Jonathan was on the living room couch literally just staring at the wall. You walked in, flustered and shaken. Slowly entering the living room, you were perplexed seeing Jon just sitting there, catatonic. He looked up at you with a very lost expression.

“Jon? Are you okay?” you asked, genuinely concerned.

“Uh…. yeah. YEAH I’m ok,” Jon said (lying). The truth was, Jon had been sitting on the couch reflecting hard on what it might feel like to lose you if you reciprocated any of Zane’s feelings or attempts to reconnect. He couldn’t get it out of his head. At the same time, Jon had been sitting there feeling guilty for being so hard on you, knowing full well it’s hypocritical given the amount of attention he gets that YOU have to put up with.

Jonathan focused his gaze on you. He knew immediately you weren’t okay either.

“What’s wrong?” he asked. “You look scared or something. Was it me? I- I .. I’m sorry for acting so cold earlier… you didn’t deserve that,” Jon continued, getting off the couch and walking up to you to give you a hug. You couldn’t get any words out. You just let Jon hug you. Holding each other tightly, you both wanted to cry… but were not ready to admit all the reasons why.

As you held each other, all you could think was “I don’t want to lose his trust!”

As he held you all Jon could think was “I don’t want to lose her.”

As Jon slowly let you out of the hug, he looked at your eyes and could tell something was still wrong.

“Seriously, are you ok?” Jon asked, concerned. You decided you HAD to tell him what just happened.

“Well…. No. Jon, you were right. I went out to a cafe just to give you some space. And Zane messaged me right away like you said he might. I made the mistake of saying I was out… and he fucking showed up where I was, even after I said I was busy,” you admitted.

Jon’s eyes darkened and his face sank. He let out an enraged sniff and took some quick steps away from you while shaking his head and gripping his hair, nervously tugging on it. He started rapidly pacing around the room and breathing faster.

“I TOLD HIM I DIDN’T WANT HIM TO MEET ME. I told him he was causing problems for us. He- he was REALLY persistent. It took me by surprise. I’m SO sorry,” you said, half in tears.

Jon paced some more while tugging harder on his hair and breathing faster. He put his hands on his hips and looked at you.

“MAN, that little FUCKER doesn’t waste ANY time, did he?” Jon said.

“I really didn’t mean for any of this to happen,” you said apologetically. “But I was VERY blunt with him now, Jon! I told him he needs to back off!”

Jon stood still, hands on his hips, still breathing hard and looking like he wanted to kick something. He wasn’t mad at you, necessarily. At least, he was trying not to be. But he WAS feeling like this guy was getting predatory…. Jon thought carefully before speaking again.

“HOW did he just SHOW UP where you were? Tell me HONESTLY” Jon asked, with a very angry expression.

“I made the mistake of saying which cafe it was in a text, after he kinda pried about where I was,” you told him, truthfully.

“AFTER you said you were busy and didn’t want to meet him? And he STILL tracked down the address and showed up to the cafe?” Jon demanded, with his eyes BORING into yours.

“YES,” you told Jon truthfully.

Jon looked furious and ready to cry at the same time. “Is that REALLY how it went down??? Hmm?? He just TRACKED you down, you didn’t ask to see him??? TRUTH!” Jon demanded.

“YES JON!!!! Read the fucking texts if you want!” you cried, pushing your phone forward towards him and stepping across the room next to him.

Jon slumped his head forward and just stared at the ground, wincing his eyes and shaking his head at his own behavior. There was awkward silence as you left your phone outstretched waiting for him to look. He looked back up at you, with an expression on his face like he was ready to cry.

“I’m not gonna do that to you. I’m not gonna go through your fucking phone. I believe you, baby. I trust you,” Jon said, truthfully. You threw your phone onto the couch and rushed towards him, wrapping your arms around him in a big hug. Jon was rigid at first, not hugging you back, but within a few seconds, broke down crying and returned your hug. The two of you just held each other for a few minutes.

You slowly let go of him. You looked at his eyes and he was trying to clear his throat and stop snuffling. You touched his face. “PLEASE. You have nothing to worry about. I hate him right now more than EVER. He was SO rude today! I’m NEVER going back to him, OK?” you said. Jon slowly nodded. He touched your face and stroked your hair. He looked at you lovingly and began feeling more protective than anything else. He realized whatever interaction you had with Zane had left you shaken up.

Jon slowly exhaled and composed himself before speaking again:

“I’m not gonna fucking tell you what to do about him. But…If he was aggressive enough to track you down at the cafe, I think you better take him off Facebook. He’s DEFINITELY going to keep messaging you and trying shit. And all that location tagging bullshit on those apps gives him a lot of chances to figure out where you are. Baby, he’s pushing HARD,” Jon warned.

You sighed. The thought that Zane might actually be STALKING you seemed over the top. You hoped Jon was just being paranoid. You also had hoped Zane took the hint loud and clear at the cafe. You weren’t sure what to say.

“I was really clear with him, Jon. I don’t think he’ll bother me again. If he does I’ll block him, ok?”

Jon didn’t like that answer, but he respected you and accepted it. “Ok. But be careful. I love you. I’m sorry … really fucking sorry for how I’ve been acting, baby,” he said, holding you again.

–

The following night you and Jon went out to a restaurant/music hall. You were trying to get back on track and enjoy yourselves. The evening was going really well and after your meal you slow danced with him to some live music. The two of you held each other tight, and as you danced, Jon just stared at your eyes before giving you a big kiss. He nuzzled his face against your ear and said, “I’m a very lucky man,” over the music. Then, he held you tighter and you rested your head on his shoulder as the two of you continued dancing in a tight embrace.

Later that evening, you ran into one of your friends at the music hall. The two of you were excited to see each other and decided it was a great photo-opp with the beautiful backdrop. You asked Jon to take a picture of the two of you and he gladly did. You posted it to your Facebook, tagging her. Again, Jon really disliked social media but he was aware you wanted to share the fun moment on your page. Facebook prompted you to tag the venue location and you hit ‘accept,’ without thinking too closely.

The three of you spent a long time talking together at a bistro outside the venue, ordering some dessert. Eventually, Jon stepped away to go to the bathroom, and the three of you were preparing to part company. Your friend called it a night and gave you a hug goodbye. As you sat alone, waiting for Jon to come back, you felt a hand caress your shoulder and you looked up, smiling, expecting it to be Jon.

It was Zane. You were in utter shock. “ZANE? What are you doing here?”

“Surprise!” Zane said, as if you would be thrilled. You had no words.

Without being invited, he sat down next to you. You scooted away from him. Before you could ask him what the hell he was doing there he said, “man this place is awesome huh? So, you out with friends or?”

“I’m here with Jon,” you said, with an angry scowl.

“Oh! I thought maybe you were having a girls night or something. So where is Mr. Universe? Left you all alone again?” Zane said in his smug tone.

“He’s coming right back,” you said. “And Zane…. I really… don’t think we should hang out. At all. I really… I really think you should go,” you admitted with as much courage as you could put into your voice.

“Hmmm.. is that what YOU want? You want me to go? Or is that what he wants?” Zane asked.

“That’s what I want. ME. I want you to go,” you said, slowly standing up and backing away from him. You were feeling genuinely irked at this point. How did he find you? Why was he being so aggressive?

Jon was walking out to the bistros and saw Zane next to you. He froze and watched as Zane started to stand up and take steps towards you. He watched you taking steps away from him with a nervous expression on your face. Your body language was quite clear. You were frightened.

“Well, I’ll go. But only if that’s what YOU want. But I gotta tell you, I don’t think that’s what you REALLY want,” Zane continued in an ominous tone as he stepped next to you and tried to stroke his hand across your face and play with your hair.

Jonathan took slow steps towards the bistro, doing his best to restrain himself as he watched the whole thing going down. You pushed Zane’s hand away from your face, saying “what are you DOING?” as you felt genuine disgust.

Jonathan slowly stepped next to you, pushing his arm between you and Zane and gently pushing you behind his body. You DID feel intimidated by Zane and you fully accepted/appreciated Jon stepping between the two of you. You reached out and held Jonathan. Jonathan put his arm around you, taking slow backwards steps with his arm firmly around you while maintaining a wordless death stare at Zane.

“HEY man, how ya doing?” Zane said to Jon in a sarcastic tone.

“Me? I’m fucking SWELL, Zane. What brings you here tonight?” Jon said in a low, ominous voice.

“Ah… just looked like an awesome venue. It’s wild, I just keep running into her,” Zane said, pointing to you. “It’s like fate or something,” Zane said in an unhinged, condescending tone.

“YEAH MAN! Fucken serendipity, innit?” Jon said, boring his eyes into Zane’s. “Wouldn’t have anything to do with a picture of her here with a location tagged or nothing!” Jon said, calling Zane’s bluff.

“PFT, damn, man, are you always this paranoid or is it like a bad cocktail of your meds?” Zane retorted.

You were freaking out. You did NOT want this fight to happen. But… you had to admit, watching Jon put a stop to this was pretty damn satisfying. Zane had MORE than creeped you out at this point and you really REALLY wanted him to leave you alone for good. You tried to step in:

“Please, Jon, let’s just go,” you said, holding Jon and trying to make him take a step back from Zane. Then you turned to Zane:

“Zane, please, I think it’s for the best if we REALLY go our separate ways,” you continued, sternly.

“Wow, he’s got you well trained!” Zane continued. Jon forced you to let go of him and took several steps forward towards Zane. He was THIS close to beating Zane’s ass.

Jon stared Zane down and spoke calmly one more time.

“SHE is free to do what the FUCK she wants. I don’t make her do ANYTHING. But I’ve got some free advice for YOU. YOU aren’t free to STALK her and not take NO for an answer. If you think you’re gonna keep that up, you’ve got another thing coming!” Jon growled.

Zane chuckled:

“DUDE, you scare me about as much as a field of petunias. You don’t even WANNA know what I think of you,” Zane said.

Jon’s eyes turned black. He was THIS close to losing his shit.

“Think what the fuck you want about me. I’ve cut open bodies in the morgue for a living. I know EXACTLY where to make to right incisions depending on which of your FUCKIN organs I feel like removing first,” Jon growled before giving Zane a single, HARD shove backwards. Jon’s statement DID catch Zane off guard for a moment. Zane stumbled back before catching his balance and taking steps forward to shove Jonathan in return.

“STOP!” you screamed. The scream caught the attention of a bouncer, who apparently had already had his eye on the situation. As the bouncer walked up, ready to break up whatever was going on, you gripped Jon’s hand and pulled him away as hard as you could.

“JON!! Please, let’s go now,” you begged. Jon did his best to restrain himself and turn on his heel, following you and wrapping an arm around you. His eyes were still black with rage. The bouncer stood next to Zane as Zane tried to throw one final insult:

“Yeah that’s right, GO HOME. You get cranky past your bedtime, get some rest man!” Zane shouted.

Jon pulled away from you one last time. “YEAH I’ll do that man, SWEET fuckin dreams of that first Y shaped incision before pulling open your FUCKING CHEST CAVITY!” Jon screamed in the blood-curdling voice. He put his arms back around you and held you as you speed-walked away and into the car.

The ride back was silent, except for the two of you both breathing really hard. You realized you HAD been stalked, and you grabbed your phone out of your purse, opening facebook and blocking Zane. Halfway through the drive, you looked at Jon. He was driving very carefully but his eyes looked absolutely FILLED with fury. You couldn’t take it anymore and started sobbing. Jon looked at you while trying to keep driving. He didn’t know what to do. “Baby? BABY! I’m— I’m sorry, I … don’t fuckin know what to say … I….. SHIT…. “ Jon said, half in rage and half in tears.

At the first opportunity, Jon pulled over in a parking lot. He turned the car off and unbuckled his seatbelt to reach across the car and hold you. You held him and cried, holding him tightly. You sobbed onto his shoulder. “I didn’t mean to be an asshole! I didn’t mean to embarrass you! It’s just, when I walked out and saw him, you looked scared, like you were trying to back away from him and he was pushing you into a corner! I LOST MY SHIT!” Jon said, apologetically.

You let go of Jon and looked at his face in the dim light of the parking lot.

“He WAS, Jon! He was creeping the hell out of me! I had told him to go away already and he wasn’t taking my word for it! I- I’m REALLY GLAD you did what you did! I’m glad you were there!” you admitted while crying. Jon shook and cried some more while holding you… however, he was still shaking/crying more with rage….. thinking about anyone treating you like that.

“If he doesn’t fuck off … I swear to god.. I SWEAR TO GOD,” Jon said with his teeth gritted, while holding you.

“I blocked him! He better fuck off. I’ll…. I’ll get a fucking restraining order if I had to Jon! I swear, I HATE THIS, this is a nightmare!” you said, holding him. The two of you just held each other tightly for a few more minutes. Eventually, the two of you composed yourselves and drove home.

You were both emotionally spent when you got back. All you could do was change for bed, climb in, and hold each other tight. You were shaking and trying to compose yourself. You felt so comforted and safe in his arms. Eventually your snuffling stopped and you fell hard asleep against Jonathan. However, Jon stayed up for ages, unable to sleep. There was way too much adrenaline pumping in him still. But he was happy to just hold you in his arms while you slept. Eventually, he fell asleep also.

In the end, you did not ever hear from Zane again. Perhaps that confrontation at the music venue REALLY got through to him. Although, you often wondered if Jon did something you were unaware of to further “make his point,” to Zane. You decided to never inquire.

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Surprising Jonathan Davis with "Groupie Rolepay"

Warning: explicit/sensitive content, deviant theme, 18+ Smut. Male/female sex (romantic boyfriend/girlfriend theme + BDSM "stranger play" roleplay theme) foreplay, fingering, oral sex, blowjob, handjob, unprotected sex, rough sex, p in v, praise & degradation, edging/denial, fear kink, adrenaline kink, .. Overall, A WILD RIDE AGAIN 🤣💀

Summary: You are Jonathan’s girlfriend and it’s the evening of one of his first solo tour gigs. After some nervous sexual tension between him and female fans, you inquire about whether or not he ever misses the casual hookups he used to do back in the day. He admits he does miss it at times. You decide to play “the stranger game” with him, giving him a kinky surprise as you roleplay as a groupie/stranger who desperately wants one encounter with him after his show. He plays along and takes you as he would a groupie back in the day, just for fun/nostalgia-sake.

Preface: In real life, Jonathan described the tone of his solo tours as more “laid back/vibey” and “for the chicks,” as he put it in one interview:

He’s been pretty open about his shows being an intentionally more seductive/intimate experience of him. A “treat” for female fans if you will. For ME, it certainly was lol. Lot of people adored his solo tour for the simple reason it was musically phenomenal. But as a woman, that tour was like witnessing an even sexier/more relaxed side of Jonathan than when he played with Korn. Loved the idea of a fic where Y/N and Jon hook up after one of his solo shows.

But as a twist, Jon and Y/N decide to make it a kinky “game.” Y/N roleplays for Jonathan as an infatuated female stranger. For those unfamiliar with the concept, the BDSM kink called “the stranger game,” is where consenting partners role play and pretend to be strangers meeting for the first time. From there, they play out a dirty/kinky scenario in their “roles.” In this game, Y/N roleplays as a cheap/thirsty groupie and Jon roleplays as his colder/former, more promiscuous self. He hooks up with Y/N the way he would seduce/use a woman after a gig back in the day.

In Jonathan Davis's real life interview with Penthouse, he talked about some of the more messed up BDSM play he would do with freakier women back in the day. So…. this story is a bit less “romantic” lol. But y’all know I’m deviant sometimes…. Plus A LOT of folks begged me for a story where Y/N acts more like a stranger who hooks up with him. So … WHY NOT? Lol

Story: It was mid-afternoon on one of the first tour dates in Jonathan’s solo tour. You were with him at the hotel nearby the venue he would be performing at soon. Allowed to come along and sit backstage while he performed, you were excited/proud of him. His solo tour had a completely different vibe than his Korn tour. The venues were more intimate, the crowd was more appreciative of just him, and the female audience was even more “receptive.”

It was the kind of experience where the orchestral arrangements allowed the very best of Jonathan’s voice/stage presence to shine through. Intimate lighting, pianos, jazz musicians, world music drums, world renowned violinist and Jonathan’s voice cutting through with incredible edge. Audience seated and Jonathan performing seated, it let everyone take in the best of him and connect with him even closer.

The audience it drew was obviously more interested in just Jonathan. Even more captivating than his theatrical/headbanging stage presence, this tour had the audience more in stunned silence than freaking out. He was a true musician, as well as one hell of a male “siren.” Sitting in his chair, singing in a mix of emotional, arousing, and guttural tones, it was like he cast a spell.

Watching him getting ready…he looked phenomenal….

Rounding the corner to the hotel bathroom near the wardrobe closet of your deluxe suite, Jonathan was putting on his black leather shoes and completing his look. Dressed in a black pinstripe suit complete with waistcoat and bright red neck tie, in contrast with his unkempt, long jet black hair and dark eyes, he looked like a sexy vampire. You giggled, knowing full well that was his aim for his performance aesthetic. His solo tour was a real treat…. So naturally he was dressed like a “treat” as well.

“God baby, you look so incredible,” you admitted.

Jonathan looked over at you with a huge, awkward smile.

“Thanks sweetie… “ Jon said nervously. He grimaced a little and stared back at his reflection with some self-doubt. It was adorable to you that he was still insecure about his appearance. If ONLY he could see himself as others did.

Jon stepped over to you, admitting he was still more than a bit nervous. You gave him a hug and held him tightly, feeling the soft, well-made fabric of his fancy outfit against you as you embraced him.

“You’re gonna kill it, baby, I know you will,” you said, encouragingly.

“I hope so…. We’ve been rehearsing like crazy…. But it’s still a lot more improvisational,” Jon replied in a slightly shaky voice.

You let him out of the hug but kept your hands on his waist, just taking in his incredible appearance.

“Oh trust me… they’re gonna love it,” you said, smiling at him and eyeing him up and down.

The two of you stood pressed close together for a moment as Jon played with your hair and let you gawk at him in his sexy outfit.

“Damn… those ladies are gonna cream their seats,” you teased.

Jon let out his naughtiest chuckle, cracking a wider grin.

“You think so?” Jon teased in return.

You gently smacked his shoulder and let out some more laughter.

“We both know so,” you admitted, shaking your head.

There was awkward silence as Jon looked at the mirror and checked out his tie again. You were feeling very turned on, looking at him in this outfit and knowing he was going to drive the audience (and you) crazy that night with his performance. Eventually you spoke.

“Jon?” you said, softly.

“Mmmm?” Jon said, distracted.

“Do you ever miss it? The…. hooking up? Getting whoever you wanted?” you asked, genuinely curious.

There was dead silence as Jon froze, staring at the mirror and being very afraid to answer your question.

“Um….pfft…” Jon stammered, cracking an embarrassed smile and shaking his head, lost for words.

You couldn’t help but smile and laugh, knowing full well he LOVED the fiery/passionate encounters he had back in the day. Women were/are desperate and FULL of lust for just one encounter with him.

“Um…. I really don’t know if you can handle my honest answer….” Jon muttered, smile fading as he began to wince….

“Honestly, I don’t blame you if the answer is yes,” you replied, earnestly.

Jon nervously twisted some of his hair, staying silent, worried you were about to get really pissed off.

“You can tell me the truth, Jon. I’m not insecure like before. I bet some of those hookups were insanely hot,” you admitted. .

Jon didn’t know how to answer your question without hurting your feelings. He eventually spoke.

“I mean…..ugh…. If you want brutal honesty… yes,” Jon whispered in an apologetic voice.

“I was fucking addicted to it. I couldn’t get enough. The aftermath sucked though. How I felt about myself. How it made my girl at the time feel… it… it’s- that’s an awful feeling,” Jonathan continued as he shook his head. You nodded your head, taking in his words.

“But if you’re asking what it felt like in the MOMENT, yeah…. It was….” Jon’s voice trailed off. There was silence for a moment.

“I get it…” you said, quietly.

Jon couldn’t even look at you. He fidgeted with his hair more intensely and stared at the ground, shifting his feet around. Some of those "hotter"encounters were clearly replaying in his mind. Just thinking about how badly some women had wanted him and what they’d been willing to do for him was insane. He was trying hard not to crack a huge grin just “reminiscing.”

The crazy things they’d do to meet him, the level of arousal they felt for him, and the way they’d let him do ANYTHING to them was still very arousing to recall. Many were very beautiful women, from all over the world. Jon had to stop himself from losing his train of thought. He cleared his throat and tried to stop thinking about that. He re-focused his attention on you, fearing your reaction to his words.

“I’m sorry if hearing that hurts. SERIOUSLY. You just have to understand…. I’ve had some really crazy times. It’s not a lifestyle I want back…. But if you want the truth… yeah… a LOT of those experiences really got me off. I’m sorry,” Jon admitted, apologetically.

You understood. At this point in your relationship, you were secure enough with things to just appreciate hearing the truth.

“It’s really understandable, Jon. I’m not mad,” you replied, reassuringly.

Jon stared at you nervously. He was waiting for your anger/jealousy to have some kind of delayed fuse. But you truly weren’t pissed. You didn’t want to give him “a pass” to hook up again… But you did wish you could do something to give him a hint of that “experience” again. The “fun” part of it at least. As you stood, reflecting on that idea, Jon apprehensively walked over to you.

Gingerly touching your hair and stroking your chin, he forced eye contact with you. He nervously searched your face, hoping to reassure you in some way.

“I’m serious, hun. I don’t wanna lose you. I love you. That stupid temporary ‘high’ isn’t worth it anymore” Jon reiterated. He figured he had really hurt you with his answer.

“Jon, really…. It’s ok, I would have rather you tell me the truth. I love you too. We’re good. Okay? Just go out there tonight and give those ladies what they want,” you replied, winking.

Jon cracked a naughty smile and brought you in for a hug and kiss. He gave you a slow, passionate kiss. He let his tongue do the apologizing for him as he opened his mouth against yours. He pressed seductively against you, cradling your lower body. You returned his kiss as he spent a moment feeling you up and wrapping his arms around the small of your back…. then down towards your ass. He squeezed and caressed your ass for a moment, letting out gentle “mm” noises against your mouth as he pushed his tongue more into your mouth.

The two of you knew you had to stop. He was all “fixed up” for the show and the chauffeur car to the venue would be arriving soon. He slowly inhaled some new air and reluctantly let go of you. Jon looked nervous and sexually frustrated now. He tried to compose himself, knowing he had to focus on the actual musicianship he planned to showcase tonight. You reached up as tall as you could and stroked some rogue black hair out of his face before speaking.

“You look amazing…. And you’re gonna do great. I know it,” you whispered. Exchanging warm smiles, Jon slowly Jon stepped out of the master closet and towards the bedroom doorway.

“Thank you sweetheart. You’re amazing. I’m gonna get my shit together and wait in the bedroom. I’ll let you finish getting ready, ok?” Jon questioned.

“Yeah, let me get my shit together too. I’ll be there in a minute,” you replied, collecting yourself.

Your eyes moved around the bathroom dress closet, you decided what you were going to wear. It was a semi-formal event. Even though you’d be backstage, a mid-length long sleeved goth lace dress with a deep plunging neck paired with some red and black heels would be a very good look. Matching his classy goth/dressy outfit. You put that on and paired it with a red, purple and black beaded necklace. As you finished your look and put makeup on, an idea occurred to you. You had NO idea if your idea would play out well… but depending on Jon’s mood after the show, you started devising a kinky plan.

The two of you had tried numerous “role play” games together, but you’d never surprised Jon by initiating one. You always let him take the lead. However, you knew Jon was freaky enough to pick up on a “role play” game if you opted to initiate one. Generally, after all Jon’s shows, he is amped up on adrenaline, elated by the positive energy he gets from pleasing a crowd.

You reflected on WHY it must have been so intoxicating for Jonathan to hookup with thirsty groupies back in the day. The mix of adrenaline/joy after a good show, combined with the groupy’s unrelenting pursuits and willingness to do ANYTHING for him was probably awesome. The high of a good show followed by a sexual high must have been incredible. Contemplating that… you began wondering if a kinky surprise after Jon’s show might be just the release he needed.

As you reflected on this, your eyes moved to your luggage bag. In it, you had more “sexy time” clothes. All the stuff you wore just for him. The lingerie, fetish/roleplay outfits, and so forth. You quietly started digging through it. There were some recently purchased outfits Jonathan had not even seen you in yet. Among them was a short purple and black plaid goth/schoolgirl style miniskirt with chains and a black lace hem. There was also a black sleeveless camisole with a bodice/lace up front that exposed a ton of cleavage. There were also thigh-high black stockings and a new matching dark purple lace bra/panty set. Also, a black satin choker necklace.

The clothes were so lightweight and flimsy, you knew you could easily stuff the whole “outfit” in your purse and bring it with you to the venue. Jon would be none the wiser. You hid the items in a zip compartment of your mid-size black purse. You also brought some makeup remover and gothier/sluttier makeup and stuff it into the purse compartment.

Your plan, should it work out, was this:

Towards the end of his show, you would leave your spot backstage, change into the naughty outfit in the bathroom of his private dressing room…. Wait until he is alone…. and “surprise him.” But, you would not “surprise” him as his girlfriend. You would pretend to be a groupie…. If Jon happened to be in the mood for your game, you were going to let him pretend you were just another infatuated female desperate for a shot with him. Give him a taste of his “fond” dirty memories. You were afraid of actually going through with this idea. But, after that chat you had with Jon, you had a feeling he might respond quite well to your surprise. Especially if the female energy at that show left him a bit sexually frustrated.

He gets PLENTY of “I fucking LOVE you” catcalls during shows. And in a smaller, well-lit venue, Jon would be looking directly at the faces of hundreds of beautiful women, sitting closer to him and staring HARD back at him. He took his music/performance art seriously. But tonight, in this intimate setting, it would be even harder for Jon to not notice the admiring/aroused faces in the crowd.

Meeting Jon in the living room, you exchanged warm smiles. He looked at your refined-sexy black dress/necklace and shoes. Jon’s eyes lit up as he saw your outfit.

“You look incredible, hun,” Jon complimented, in a soft voice.

“Thank you sweetie. So do too… but… you know that,” you replied, giving him a sly grin and nudge on the arm.

He let out a dark chuckle, and wrapped a hand around the small of your back.

“Our ride is here. You ready?” Jon asked.

“Yeah, definitely ready,” you replied, excited (about everything). You mainly wanted the show to be fantastic. You knew he was nervous, but you had total faith in him.

The two of you held hands and climbed in the back of the chauffeur car. Jon let out some nervous breathing on the way to the venue. He was tense, and the ride was fairly quiet. You just held his hand and sat next to him in the car. Getting into the venue through a back entrance, the two of you had to part company as Jon began preparing backstage.

“Ok hun, here we go,” Jon said in a tense voice, giving you a big, nervous smile.

“You’ve got this! I love you, baby!” you replied.

“I love you too, sweetheart,” Jonathan said softly. The two of you gave each other one final passionate kiss and hug before you had to part company and let him get going.

Jon walked off, initiated conversations with his stage managers and fellow musicians. A chair and refreshment table was available for you backstage. You took your seat, watching the chaos of last minute adjustments as stage techs swarmed around. Looking at the crowd gathering as the venue filled, you could clearly see the women pouring in before other concert attendees. Disproportionately, women had purchased tickets as close to the stage as possible. Almost the entire front/middle section of the audience was lined with women racing to their assigned seats and waiting with tense anticipation and giddy energy.

You had to laugh. It was just as you suspected. But you were comfortable enough with your relationship with Jon to just shake your head and smile. If you weren’t with him, you would DEFINITELY be in one of those closer assigned seats. You were giddy also, deeply looking forward to watching him perform. You felt jolts of adrenaline as you prepared yourself to see him in his element.

As the show opened, people were already going wild. Jon’s pace of songs was unrelenting. No long pauses between songs. No long unnecessary speeches. Just one AMAZING, energetic performance. You watched the audience reactions as they rotated from captivated to thrilled, to aroused… or just rocking out. You giggled to yourself as women jumped out of their seats and screamed from time to time as they forgot it wasn’t a “rock venue.” No matter how often you watch Jonathan perform, it still captivated you the same way as well. You couldn’t take your eyes off him, and watching his raw emotion had you just as blown away.

When you heard the band start the instrumental version of “Last Legal Drug (Le Petit Mort)” you knew it was going to be HOT. Those female audience members weren’t the only ones creaming their seats. Your panties began dripping, hearing him vocally seduce the audience and throw his head back towards the end of the song. With his legs splayed and head tilted back, he basically mimicked an orgasm on stage whenever he performed this song. You heard wild screams as Jon opened his mouth, pretending to gasp for air with that blissful “climax” face.

Knowing what he looks like when having a real orgasm, your heart was pounding as you watched him mimic THAT aspect of his true self for a whole crowd. He was a VERY sexual man. You considered placing your trench coat over your lap and rubbing your pussy a little as you watched him. Instead you just sat on your heel a bit, restraining yourself. But your clit was hard watching him “please” the crowd. By the end of his set list, you were extremely aroused. You figured it was time to slip out of your spot backstage and initiate your plan.

You scurried off to the private dressing room and got into the bathroom. Removing your refined makeup, you put on the exaggerated, sexy/goth makeup and the choker. Quickly you ripped off your dress and zipped up the goth miniskirt, putting the stockings and skimpy lace front camisole on. Hiding in the bathroom, your heart pounded, hoping this idea played out well. As you heard wild applause and the show wrapping up…. You just let time pass. Eventually, you heard Jonathan enter the private dressing room with several people from his entourage. Your phone was in your hand. After some time of overhearing Jon chatting with his team, you began receiving texts from Jon.

“Where are you?” Jon texted.

You didn’t reply at first. In short order you got another text.

“Are you okay? I’m in the dressing room. I’ll be here waiting,” Jon texted again.

You figured you’d better say something. He was getting concerned.

“I’m in here too,” you replied.

Jonathan sent several “???” question marks as a text.

You felt stupid at this point, unsure how to execute your plan. You figured a good starting point was to get the two of you ALONE in this dressing room. You sent him a text:

“I’m in the bathroom. Can I talk to you alone for a minute?” you inquired in a text.

“Sure, one sec,” Jon replied, confused. You overheard him tell his team he needs some time alone in the room or words to that effect. You heard people gradually file out and the room grow quiet. Then you heard footsteps approach the bathroom door before a knock.

“Baby? Is everything ok?” you heard Jon ask, concerned. Your heart was pounding out of your chest, TRULY hoping this was not a stupid idea. Slowly, you opened the bathroom door and stood in the doorway. As Jon saw you, his expression went from confused to completely taken aback. He had figured something was wrong and THAT was why you needed to be alone with him. You gave him a huge, naughty grin, as you slowly stepped towards him in the doorway.

“Um…. that’s…. quite the wardrobe change, babe,” Jon said, aroused and confused. You decided to start roleplaying…. Hoping Jon is freaky enough to just “pick up” on it. In a sultry, unfamiliar voice, you began:

“I’m sorry… I know I’m not supposed to be back here,” you began.

Jon was baffled for a moment.

“I just had to meet you,” you admitted in a giddy tone.

Jon was still totally lost.

“MEET me?” he repeated.

“Yes…. I snuck past security. I couldn’t take it. I had to see you,” you continued. You let your body language RADIATE sexual frustration. Jon stared at your eyes, as it slowly started to click for him.

“I had to know what it would feel like to see you in person” you continued in a nervous, quavering voice.

Slowly, very slowly, it was beginning to make sense for Jon. You let out some fast, nervous breathing. You let your eyes grow as seductive as possible. Finally, Jonathan fully realized your roleplay game. You were pretending to be a groupie who’d snuck in, desperate for him. Cracking a half smile/half smirk, Jon folding his arms in front of him, eyeing you up and down. He leaned his body more against the doorway and let out a dark chuckle.

Jon had a lot of sweat dripping from his hair, face and clothes. He’d given his all during that show. He was already on a “high” from that, but after realizing what you’re up to, it didn’t take him long to decide he was DEFINITELY up for your freaky game. His smile broadened. He gazed at you with animalistic eyes. He no longer looked at you as he would his girlfriend. Jon gave you his naughtiest “fuck me” eyes with a hint of cold indifference. He lulled his head against the doorway and let out a seductive sigh as he gave you the up/down “assessment” for “would I fuck her?” The same way he’d contemplate it back in the day with a stranger. You returned his sly gaze with infatuated/excitable eyes and a nervous smile.

Eventually, Jon spoke:

“Soooo… you just snuck past security, huh?” Jon teased.

You gave a slow, sexy nod.

“Bullshit baby,” Jon said in a low voice, giving you a wicked grin.

“How’d you really manage it?” Jon inquired.

“Umm… I may have given a few favors,” you said in a naughty tone.

“Hmmm… yeah that sounds more like the truth,” Jon teased. The two of you eyed each other as you continued to pretend to be strangers. Jon cleared his throat.

“What’s your name, babe?” Jon asked, softly.

“Emilia,” you replied. Jon cracked an even more devilish grin. “Emilia” was the name of a very young, extremely horny female fan who got carried away at a Meet and Greet a few months ago when she met him. Jonathan was getting very aroused as he realized your plan was to let him make you “Emilia” for the night. His body language got more sexually aggressive.

“Well…. It’s nice to meet you, Emilia,” Jon said in a sexy voice. He outstretched his hand and gave you a handshake. You shook his hand and didn’t give it back to him, holding onto it as long as possible. Jon didn’t let go of your hand either. Instead, he gripped it firmly and slowly started pulling you closer to him by the arm. You let out a soft moan, genuinely aroused as he pulled you into him.

“It’s okay baby, you can give me a hug if you want,” Jon cooed, holding onto your hand and pulling you into him. You let out a giddy moan as you pressed up against him, giving him the naughtiest hug possible. You squeezed his upper body and pressed your short skirt against his lower body, letting your crotches rub together. Jonathan was getting more aroused. It did slightly feel like he was meeting someone new… someone DESPERATE for him. You slowly slid away from him, but kept ahold of his hand.

“You have no idea how bad I wanted to meet you,” you said softly.

“Ha… um.. I’m getting that sense,” Jon replied in a sly tone, playing with his hair and slowly letting go of your hand. You let there be awkward silence. Jon eyed you up and down more with a naughty grin.

“Normally, I wouldn’t let someone just fucking hang out back here. You seduced security and hid in my room. That’s pretty fucked up,” Jon repromanded.

“I know…. You must think I’m crazy,“ you said apologetically. “ I don’t normally do shit like this. I have just never wanted to meet anyone so badly,” you whined.

Jonathan folded his arms again, shifting from side to side in the doorway and licking his lips, watching you.

“Yeah it’s pretty crazy…. But… I get it. You had to know what it would feel like, huh?” Jonathan teased.

“Yeah,” you whispered, staring hard at him with “fuck me” eyes.

Jon cleared his throat again.

“Well, if you wanna hang out for a minute, I guess it’s ok with me,” Jon said softly.

Jon took slow steps towards you and threw an arm over your shoulder. Leading you to the couch, he sat you down next to him. You moaned and shook as Jon faced you, letting his face and body get closer to yours. There was more silence as your breathing picked up, along with Jon’s.

“Guess you’re just back here for a nice heart to heart chat, hmm?” Jon teased. The two of you let out nervous laughter and you refrain from replying. As he smiled at you, he moved his hand from your shoulder downward towards your breast. You moaned more, trying to compose yourself. Jon’s hand stopped just above your nipple, gently rubbing your skin. Eventually, you spoke:

“I mean….. I didn’t know if you’d like me or…just kick me out! Haha. I just want…. Anything,” you admitted. Jon groaned, looking down at your legs in the short skirt and then back towards your breasts. He slowly put his other hand between your knees and rubbed them.

“Anything?” Jon whispered.

“Yeah…. We can hang out…. Or… talk, or…… “ (you took the hand Jon had on your knees and gently pushed it higher on your legs towards your thighs) … “or anything,” you whispered into his ear. Jon let out a dark chuckle as he rubbed his hand between your thighs.

“I just want…. Anything….” you whispered again, right into his ear.

Jon’s dick was firming up. His face/hair was still wet with sweat from the show. He had already sweated considerably into his clothes from the exertion of performing as well. He groaned a bit as he pretended to “contemplate.”

“Anything hmm? Well…I don’t fucking know you…. But, if I’m being honest, you look like one hell of a treat,” Jon complimented in a low, dirty voice. He slowly pulled one of your knees towards him and parted your legs. With his other hand, he gingerly touched your breast, letting his fingers graze your nipple. You shook more.

“I want you,” you admitted in a shaky voice. You got bold and grabbed Jon’s hand, aggressively pulling it between your legs and further towards your pussy.

Jon let you ease his hand between your stocking-clad thighs and find your pussy. You had your slutty lingerie on. You let Jon lift up your little skirt and gawk at your panties as he stared at your lap with a more evil grin.

“Fuck….. you came prepared,” Jon teased. You giggled and nodded.

Jon slowly lowered your skirt and stopped touching you. He decided to tease you more and make you work for it. Taking his hands off you, he slid away from you on the couch and splayed his legs, bouncing his knee and staring at you more. You let there be tension. Jon stared down at his lap again… then back up at your face, tilting his head more and locking eyes.

“So tell me babe, what do you think about when you think of me?” Jon inquired (knowingly).

“Well… ahem… I think you’re amazing….” you started….

“And?” Jon asked in a sly voice.

“And…. sexy as hell,” you admitted.

Jon gave you a dark, naughty stare before gently poking a finger into the cleavage of your flimsy shirt. Gently pulling you towards him by the front of your shirt, he smirked more at you.

“AND?” Jon said in a low, taunting voice.

“And I just wanted to know….” your words trailed off.

“Say it,” Jon teased, smiling.

“I wanted to know….what you’d feel like,” you admitted, looking at the ground.

Jon slowly nodded while smirking more.

“Hmmm…And how do I feel to you so far?” Jon asked, reaching a hand into your shirt and caressing your breast while lulling his head against the couch.

“Amazing,” you whispered.

“So come here,” Jon whispered in reply. You nervously huddled against him as he moved his hand around inside your shirt. He placed his other hand back between your knees. Jon worked his way up to the elastic of your thigh high stockings before teasingly pulling at them.

He leaned in, pressing his wet, sweaty face/hair against your cheek.

“How far do ya wanna go?” Jon asked in a sultry voice.

“Um…..I’m embarrassed to even say,” you replied, voice shaking. Jon slid a hand higher between your thighs, stopping just short of your pussy. He leaned his face against your ear and breathed against it for a moment. He smelled your hair and teasingly nuzzled your neck/ear. Your nipples hardened and your pussy dripped more.

“You wanna know how big my cock is?” Jon whispered.

You gasped and moaned a little, feeling genuinely aroused by his aggressive “pickup.”

“Mmm-hmm,” you admitted in a giddy voice.

“You wondered what it might feel like sliding inside you?” Jon whispered against your ear, gently pulling your hair out of the way and licking around your earlobe. You felt genuinely weak. If you’d been a groupie, you’d have folded like a lawn chair at this point.

“Yes ... .all the time” you admitted, moaning more.

“You wanna taste it too?” Jon groaned into your ear.

“Mmmm, yes please,” you admitted in a slutty voice.

You turned to face him. You desperately wanted to give him a kiss. As you leaned in to kiss him, Jon slowly gripped your neck, pulling back slightly and stopping you. Your breath shook as he kept you in a playful, light choke hold.

“No offense babe, but I don’t kiss on the mouth,” Jon said in a sly, cold tone. “You did say you gave a few ‘favors’ to get back here,” Jon teased. Briefly, you were offended. But, again, you remembered you were playing a slutty groupie. You implied you gave head just to MEET him. So yes, he might let you fuck him… but a deep kiss on the mouth would be too much.

“Ok… fair enough,” you whispered as he gently gripped your throat.

“I’ll let you put your mouth anywhere else, though” Jon said with a wicked smile.

You slowly nodded your head in agreement, giving him very sultry, desperate eyes. You leaned forward and caressed his neck with kisses as he kept ahold of your neck, slightly tightening his grip on it. He pushed his hand more firmly against your crotch, rubbing up and down your slit through the flimsy fabric of your panties. He groaned deeply.

“How long have you wanted this?” Jon whispered in a guttural voice.

“Longer than you can imagine,” you whimpered back.

“Does that feel good?” Jon teased as he traced his middle finger against the entrance of your pussy through your panties, pressing harder.

“So fucking good,” you whined.

“You gonna let me in there?” Jon questioned.

“Yes Jon. PLEASE,” you begged. Jon groaned louder. He moved your panties to the side, dipping a single finger halfway into your pussy while staring down at your lap. His finger felt so good, just teasing the very opening. He knew doing this would leave you DESPERATE for more. Slowly removing his finger, he brought it to his mouth and tasted you.

“Fuck, you’re such a fuckin’ treat, girl,” Jon said, pushing you down against the couch. Your panties were saturated and you breathed hard, staring at him. Jon paused before giving you a dark stare and reaching a hand to lift your short skirt back up.

“Spread your legs for me more,” Jon asked, softly. You did as he said and let him look between your legs at the growing wet spot on your purple panties.

“So wet….just for me?” Jon asked.

“All for you,” you whispered, bringing one thigh up and draping it over his lap as he faced you more on the couch.

“You wanna sit on my lap, huh?” Jon grunted as he gripped you by the hips and pulled you closer to him.

“More than anything,” you replied.

“Mmmff… go for it,” Jon said, leaning back against the couch more. You quickly straddled his lap and sat back down, shaking with genuine nervousness. Jon really had you feeling like you were touching him for the first time. You were shocked at how slutty he had you acting. You felt his hard dick through his pants as he slowly rocked you in his arms, letting you dry hump up against him in slow, writhing movements.

“How’s that feel?” Jon inquired, as he gently pushed his crotch against your spread legs. He let you feel his rising dick pressing against your pussy through the clothing fabric.

“Feels really good… “ you said as you shook in his arms.

“You gonna let me make you feel even better?” Jon teased, rocking you gently in his lap.

“Absolutely,” you said. Jon grunted louder. “Ok babe…. But… not here… someone could walk in.” Without warning, Jon gripped you hard around the hips. He bucked hard against you before chucking you off of his lap and roughly plopping you back down on the couch next to him. You gasped in surprise. He was being a lot more rough with you than usual. But you liked it.

“What if we go in there? Are you down?” Jon asked, pointing to the dressing room bathroom.

“Mmmm… yeah,” you said, coyly. Jonathan gave you a smirk and grabbed you by the hand, pulling you firmly into the bathroom. Stumbling against him, he pushed you into the bathroom and slammed the door behind the two of you. You felt genuine adrenaline. Once inside, Jon pushed you hard against the wall and reached up under your skirt, gripping your pussy and rubbing his hand harder against it. You moaned against his chest as you let him pin you up against the cold bathroom wall.

Jon lifted your shirt up, leaving your tits out as he squeezed and carressed them more. He started sucking your nipples as he smushed you harder against the wall. You whimpered as you held his wet hair. His face was still drenched in sweat after the show and the heat and moisture from his face was getting all over your chest. You squealed with excitement and let him continue. He stopped for a moment, stepping back. He wanted to edge/tease you even more.

“Lift your skirt up for me, baby” he commanded in a sly voice. You did as he said, slowly/seductively raising your skirt. He eyed you like a hungry animal. “Take the panties down,” Jon whispered. “I wanna see that pretty little pussy,” he teased. Breathing quicker, you inched your fingers around the waistband of your panties before slowly sliding them down and letting them drop to the floor against your feet. You kept the front of your skirt raised up, letting him take in the view of your naked pussy. You leaned back against the wall, shirt still raised, so your breasts and pussy were exposed for him. His dick was very hard but he kept teasing you by just standing there, eyeing you hard, not touching you.

“You’re really gonna let me do it?” Jon teased, eyes boring into you.

“I’ll let you do anything,” you admitted in a hushed voice. Jon slowly stepped towards you, nodding his head. Before you knew what was happening, he firmly gripped both of your shoulders and spun you to face away from him. He pinned you back against the wall, pressing his crotch into your backside. You gasped more as you felt him pull your hair out of the way and start to bite your neck as he pulled your ass harder against his hard dick through his pants.

Dry humping against you again, you felt some pussy fluid literally start to drip down your inner thigh with anticipation. You were shocked at yourself for thoroughly ENJOYING this side of Jonathan. He pushed several fingers back against your pussy as he held you in place against the wall.

“I wanna feel how tight you are,” Jon groaned as he roughly slid two fingers into you front behind and started fucking you with them. You slumped your head against the wall, letting him push your pussy open. Your pussy walls quivered and clenched against his fingers as Jon began to moan with sexual frustration. His hand was getting very wet as you dripped onto his fingers and palm.

“Mmmfff.. Pretty fucking tight,” Jon groaned as he dipped his fingers around and let them slide further into you, rubbing hard. You whined louder.

“You think you can handle this cock?” Jon grunted as he pressed it harder against your backside. You felt the firm, warm outline of his big dick poking at your ass through his pants.

“Ahhh… uhgmmm.. I think so,” you whined.

Jon slid his fingers out of you and gripped you by the shoulders again, spinning you to face him.

The two of you breathed hard and stared at each other. He was sweating even more profusely now. Slowly, a wicked grin grew on Jon’s face. He knew he could make you work for it.

“I’ll tell you what, baby…. I’ll fuck you…. But only if you blow me a little first,” Jon said in his naughtiest voice. Again, you were a little offended. But you were also ridiculously aroused. He had you in the palm of his hand and you would do ANYTHING for him. You were literally desperate to get fucked by him. He had you wanting to go down on him. Wordlessly, you nodded. He leaned himself comfortably against the bathroom sink and waited to see what you’d do. You were nervous, staring at his pants. He made no effort to undo his belt buckle or zipper. He wanted to see what you’d do to him.

“You…. want me to just….????” you stammered, nervously taking steps towards him.

Jon wordlessly nodded, slumping his arms behind his back with a huge smile on his face.

Gingerly, you pressed yourself against him. He groaned as he watched you undo his belt buckle and zipper, exposing his boxers and revealing the outline of his raging hard-on. You decided to just go for it and be as slutty as possible. You pulled his cock out of his boxers and slumped to your knees, crouching in front of him. You quickly took his dick into your mouth and he let out a gasp as he grabbed the back of your hair and firmly gripped it. He pushed your head harder against his dick and let you keep sucking him hard and fast. He bucked against your face as you choked and sucked harder on him. You felt his cock twitch in your mouth and you tasted him on your tongue.

“Fuck baby, I can see why they let you back here,” Jon teased. “You’re good,” he groaned in a naughty, complimentary tone. As you kept sucking him, you did feel a little offended…. But… again… he was treating you how you BEGGED to be treated. You decided your best “revenge” was to get him off even more before leaving him hanging. You pressed his dick as far as you could against your throat and firmly gripped the base of it with your hand. He let out louder moans and threw his head back as you went on firmly sucking and gripping his dick. You kept at this for several minutes before wordlessly pulling your mouth away. His dick stood rigid and needy, begging for more. Slowly standing up and backing up against the wall, you smirked at him as he stared at you with hazy eyes.

“Was that good enough to get fucked now?” you teased, locking eyes with him.

Jon was lost for a moment, hazy expression on his face. He stumbled and balanced himself against the bathroom wall, grunting and breathing hard.

“Ughh… fuck….yeah…” Jon admitted…..”I think you deserve this cock now,” Jon teased back, smiling darkly.

He stepped towards you and grabbed you by the waist. Pushing you against the sink, he gripped you around the hips and raised you up onto it. It was a perfect height to fuck you against. He freed his cock from his boxers more, pressing his hard dick against your vaginal entrance as he held your legs open. You felt the cold sink tile against your ass as your pussy dripped even more, desperate to feel him push into you.

Instead of just giving it to you, he pressed the head of his dick against the entrance of your pussy, slowly pushing/rubbing the tip against it. You whined and gripped his hair, bucking your pussy against the head of his dick, inviting him inside you. You wrapped your legs around him and tried to pull him more into you. He was edging you HARD. He used his hand to rub the head of his dick against your clit and tease your slick pussy entrance with it. You knew what he was doing. He wanted you to beg for it. You whined more and braced yourself against him, wrapping your arms against his shoulders.

“Mmmm… Jon…. I need it,” you whined.

“Yeah?” Jon cooed.

“Yes!!” you begged.

Jon gently grabbed your hair and pulled the side of your head next to his mouth before speaking right into your ear.

“Say please,” Jon commanded, crushing your hair in his palm and holding you in place.

“PLEASE,” you whispered in a desperate, raspy voice.

He pushed hard into you as the two of you gasped. He didn’t fuck you like usual or start slow. From the very first pump, Jon pounded into you like an animal. All you could do was hyperventilate and keep a firm grasp on his shoulders for balance so you didn’t fall off the sink. He slammed you more against the mirror as he took rough pumps into you and pressed a hand up against the mirror behind you for balance. He let out animalistic, guttural noises as he took you.

Your pussy was drenched as he kept fucking you like this. His clothes were drenched in sweat by now and his sweat was getting all over you as crushed himself against your body. Your clit throbbed more from the shock and intensity of this experience. The way he was fucking you was somewhat unrecognizable. It was both selfish and insanely hot at the same time. You were shocked at yourself for loving it as you did. You let out loud squeals of pleasure and slight pain as he slammed his cock into you with reckless abandon.

“Gotta stay quiet baby,” Jon demanded as he reached a hand up and firmly pressed it to your mouth. His palm was drenched with sweat. He fucked you even harder as squealed louder into his palm.

Your pussy throbbed around his dick as you began to feel close to cumming. However, he was fucking you so hard, it also hurt a bit. You let out more of a scream sound into his palm and slightly shook your head, trying to let him know he was fucking you too hard.

Jon slowed for a second, letting out angry moans.

“Ughhhh.. Fu…… too much huh?” Jon teased.

You pulled at Jon’s hand, trying to get him to uncover your mouth and let you speak. He slid his wet hand off your mouth for a second. The two of you breathed hard, locking eyes as he left his cock inside you, waiting for an answer.

“Ahhh…. Mmm… yeah… a little too much,” you admitted through gasps.

“Mmmff…. I thought you could take it,” Jon said in a sly voice while slowly sliding his cock in and out of you and rocking you gently against the sink. You whined as Jon teased/edged you. You were very close to coming, but being fucked THIS hard made it more difficult to come.

“I just wanna come sooo bad,” you begged. “Just… be a little more gentle,” you pleaded.

Jon gave you a dark grin, slowly nodding his head. He kept rocking you and slowly sliding his dick in and out of your pussy.

“Ok girl…I guess you deserve it,” Jon whispered in a sultry voice. He slowed down just a little as he fucked you. He let you grip his shoulders as he took slightly slower, more seductive pumps into you. He licked his fingers and pressed a hand between your legs as he rubbed your clit. You whined against his shoulder as he rubbed your clit and took slower, rhythmic pumps into you.

He let you buck against him at your own pace as you got closer and closer to an orgasm. You started whining like crazy, desperate to cum. Unlike when he fucked you as his girlfriend, he was being cold/impatient because this roleplay experience was more about him getting off. He was far less interested in your satisfaction. You worked hard and fast, riding against his dick and building to your climax as he grew impatient and started fucking you harder again, grunting angrily.

Strangely, his coldness and hard fucking was still extremely arousing to you… witnessing this different side of him. As he felt your pussy walls quiver and your body begin to shake against him, he knew what to do to push you over the edge. He softly moaned and leaned his face against yours, nuzzling your ear and neck again… You were so close to coming you could barely stand it.

“Let go baby…..I wanna feel you cum all over my cock” Jon cooed in a seductive, soft/reassuring voice.

Your pussy had had enough. Shaking in his arms, your pussy clenched and quivered around his dick as you had a powerful orgasm. You couldn’t restrain yourself from screaming against his shoulder. Pushing his cock deep into you as you came, Jon grabbed the back of your head, pulling you hard into his shoulder. Screaming into his shoulder, his body slightly muffled your orgasm screams. He slowly writhed against your body, holding you in a tight embrace and letting your pussy clench around his dick. He was surprisingly comforting as you came in his arms. Lovingly holding you and letting you come hard, you kept moaning into his shoulder. He gently stroked your hair and soothingly rocked you in his arms as your pussy finished spasming around his engorged dick. As you gradually stopped coming, he let out a dark chuckle before whispering into your ear again.

“Mmmmff, you feel better baby?” Jon teased.

“Mmmm-hmm,” you whined weakly, stroking his soaked scalp and gripping his hair.

“Good….” Jon groaned. Jon leaned back slightly, exchanging hazy looks with you. Without giving you a chance to recover, Jon started taking quick, rough, pumps into you while. He groaned louder and his eyes grew black as he went back to rampantly fucking you. You gasped in shock over his sudden switch.

“Jon?!” you squealed in complaint as he gripped your hips hard. The look of indifference had returned to his face.

“I gave you what you wanted, baby…. Now it’s my turn,” Jon grunted while smirking and pushing harder into you.

“Fuck! ” you squealed as you braced yourself and got ready to let him take you more aggressively. Again, you were shocked at yourself for enjoying this…. But… Jonathan was an incredible fuck whether he was being gentle or rough.

Out of nowhere, he slid his raging hard cock out from between your legs. He pulled you off the bathroom counter by your thighs. You were confused for a moment and nearly fell. He gripped you hard in his arms so you didn’t tumble to the floor. Catching your balance against him, Jon squeezed you tightly in his arm while gritting his teeth and breathing incredibly hard. As you got your balance and stood, Jon firmly gripped your shoulders and faced you away from him. He wordlessly bent you over the sink. Gripping your hips, Jon pushed his cock back into your pussy from behind.

You yelped as he firmly gripped you around the waist with one hand and gripped your hip with the other. He used your hip to pull your lower body against his crotch in hard, fast, motions as he fucked deeper into you. Instinctively, you yelled “FUCK!!!” as he took you nice and hard. He was fucking you so rampantly, it felt like your legs were going to give out. It was clear he was REALLY enjoying himself as he pretended this was your one and only “moment” together. Jonathan began making much more noise as he let out loud growls, grunts, moans and whimpers.

He was 100% lost in the moment/fantasy. You gripped the sink basin as hard as you could so your legs didn’t give out. He was taking you with such intensity, you knew how sore you would be after. But again, you LOVED how insane he was getting. Your heart was racing and it felt like electric jolts were running through your whole body. You had never had THIS experience of Jonathan.

“FUCK, you’re gonna make me cum baby,” Jon groaned through his grit teeth.

“Ahh… gah… y- yeah, cum for me!!!” you yelped as you nearly fell, feeling him grip your waist even harder and slam into you over and over again…. Faster than you have ever felt him pump.

“AHHHHHHH SHIITTT!!!” Jon yelled as he pulled his dick out of you. You were confused. He always came inside you. Jon growled like an animal as he pulled out of you and aimed his dick at your bare backside, shooting his cum at your ass and lower back. Some cum shot onto your skirt as well. You felt the warm spurts hit your skin as he kept shooting. Dripping down your thighs and onto your stockings, he was literally covering you. You just slumped against the sink, breathing hard, feeling him collapse against your backside and finish coming against your body. It took you a moment to realize why he pulled out.

Obviously, if you were just a groupie, he wasn’t going to risk cumming inside you. It made sense. He’d definitely taken the fantasy “all the way.” You felt cum seeping down your ass as Jon’s grip on you gradually loosened. He sighed deeply and gradually slumped backwards. You couldn’t stand up anymore. He had fucked you WAY too hard. You slumped down to the floor. Falling to the cold tile, you felt Jonathan slump down to the ground behind you.

He was spent from a mix of fucking and performing earlier. He was absolutely drenched in sweat and had soaked/stained his clothing as well as yours. The two of you just breathed hard and grunted…. Sitting in the absolute mess you had made. But the experience had been well worth it for both of you. Your legs quaked and felt sore. Your ass was wet with his cum and you gently slid across the floor to face him.

Jonathan had his head lulled against the bathroom wall. He slowly put his cock away and did up his zip, shaking and tilting his head back. You cracked a smile, knowing you’d made him make his infamous head-back “climax” face for real. Figuring the fantasy roleplay was over, you gingerly crawled across the floor and slumped against his chest. He let out some soft moans while letting you hold him and rest against his chest. However, after some minutes of recovery, Jon cleared his throat and composed himself like nothing happened. He indifferently pulled away from you, standing up and grabbing a towel. He began wiping his face and acting like you weren’t even there. You were left sitting on the floor, wet, sweaty and exhausted.

Looking down at the ground at you, he cracked a grin and shook his head.

“C'mon babe, stand up,” Jon said as he offered you his hand and helped you to your feet.

Your legs still felt like jelly and you were very unsteady on your feet. You leaned against him for balance and tried to kiss him, but again, he pulled away. Instead he just let you hug him for a moment before letting go of you and locking eyes.

“You were really good baby,” Jon said in a naughty voice. The way he looked at you with a mix of sultriness and indifference made you realize the roleplay game wasn’t quite over. You went along with it and laughed.

“Um….. thank you…. You were amazing too,” you replied through labored breath. Jon’s gaze shifted from you over to the corner of the room where your panties were still sitting lyinf on the ground. Stepping away from you, Jon picked up your wet panties with a single finger and dangled them in front of you.

“Don’t forget these,” Jon said in a low, teasing voice. You let him hand your panties back to you. You shakily put them back on while he watched, smiling. Jon went to the sink and splashed some cold water on his face before mopping it down with the towel again. As you stood in the bathroom corner, leaning against the wall for balance…. Jonathan approached you again. He put an arm around you and guided you out of the bathroom, opening the door and leading you back to the main dressing room area.

You realized he was gently but firmly leading you to the door…. “seeing you out.” You felt your heart sink a little. It was at this point you were glad it was just a roleplay fantasy. Jon definitely had you feeling STUPID and QUITE slutty now. You were about to do the “walk of shame.” Jon sighed one more time, spinning you around to face him while pressing you gently against the door. He leaned in and gave you a final hug. As he let you out of the hug, he gazed at your face, giving you a few final seductive kisses on the cheeks and forehead. He pressed his face against your ear:

“I hope you got everything you wanted, hun…. It was really nice meeting you,” Jon whispered.

All you could do was nod as your legs continued to shake. You realized if you HAD been a groupie, all you would have done was make a fool of yourself if you tried to hang around from this moment forward. You let Jon open the dressing room door and usher you out, giving you one final grope on the ass as he gently pushed you out the door. Once outside, you heard the door slam behind you. You froze with shock as you stood alone in the hall. There was nothing but dead silence now…

You turned and stared back at Jon’s dressing room door….COMPLETELY taken aback in EVERY way. You continued to breathe hard…. Trying to catch your breath and stand up. Your legs still felt like jelly and your pussy was more than a little bit sore. After a moment, the dressing room door opened and Jon stood in the doorway with a silly/normal expression.

You stared at him in amazement, not sure what he’d do next at this point. Jon rubbed his forehead and shook his head, taking quick steps towards you and wrapping his arms around you in a big, reassuring hug. You embraced him back, realizing the “game” was over and he was your boyfriend again. You shook your head, holding him.

“Sorry baby.. I um… let that game FULL circle,” Jon admitted apologetically.

You pulled away from him, locking eyes before giving him a FIRM smack on the shoulder.

“FUCK Jon! You were a heartbreaker!!” you taunted. Jon slumped his head down, mopping sweat from his brow and nodding in embarrassed acknowledgment.

Quickly, you pushed your way back into the dressing room, shutting the door before anyone could see you in this SLUTTY, stained outfit you’d worn for him.

Back in the dressing room, Jonathan resumed apologetically holding you and guiding you over to the couch so you could “recover.” Your legs were definitely sore and you were happy to be sitting back down. Jon took off the waistcoat and stage clothes as he got dressed in a t-shirt and jeans. His stage outfit was soaked with sweat and fluids.

As you recovered, he handed you your dress and you changed in front of him. He stared hard at you, grinning and feeling pretty elated to have a lady who was willing to do these kinds of games with him. Stumbling a bit, Jon slumped on the couch, watching you with a big goofy grin as you pulled down your soaked panties and put your good ones back on. Leaning against him on the couch, the two of you held each other. After a long silence, Jon spoke:

“I… um… feel kind of bad for LIKING that so much… but, I’m glad you let me do that, baby,” Jon admitted. You let out some nervous laughter, looking up at his face and stroking his facial hair.

“Fuck…. I feel bad about myself for liking it too!!” you replied, giggling and shaking your head.

Jonathan pushed some hair out of your face, giving you a big, passionate kiss. It was definitely the only way he could think to apologize for “taking” you the way he did.

Slowly letting you out of the kiss, Jon spoke again:

“So…. we …both liked it?” he inquired, trying to gauge your reaction. Obviously he was hoping this roleplay could happen again sometime.

“Yeah…we both definitely liked it” you whispered back …..”except for .. ya know.. THE GETTING KICKED OUT PART!!!” you taunted before gently slapping his arm again.

Jon let out dark laughter while playing with his hair. There was silence between the two of you. You knew it was about time to get out of this dressing room and head back to the hotel. Jon helped you put your coat on and he put a light hoodie on as he packed up his stuff and wiped down his wet face/hair one more time. Placing a hand around your waist, Jon gently led you out of the dressing room. As you unsteadily walked down the hall, using him for balance, he whispered in your ear one more time.

“So…. are you gonna be my ‘Emilia’ again sometime?” Jon inquired in a dirty voice.

“Mmmmm…. Definitely,” you replied.

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