#so damn humid 💦

[harmshake]

Hypnotic

Jimmy pulls you under his sensual spell with a simple count to ten...

Jimmy Uso x Fem Reader | 18+ ONLY, NSFW, smut | 1,914 words

a/n: Got inspired on a whim to write this thanks to @woahdude9481, 💞 you, bestie! Also, big shout out to @theninthwonder as their amazing fic, Wetter, was heavy inspiration. 🤭💦

Happy reading! Read my other Jimmy stories here, if you'd like. ✨

"Close your eyes, don't open them, and count to ten."

Jimmy's voice was usually teasing but now it was serious, soft, and melodical, a lullaby in your ears. You were already wrapped in his strong, warm arms, feeling so comfy you could fall asleep. But that's not what he wanted...and the countdown wasn't to count sheep.

"One," you said in a small voice as you felt Jimmy's lips press to your cheek. He held you to him as you both lay naked on your sides in his bed, and he rewarded you with another kiss when you followed his instructions.

"Two, three...f-four," you stuttered as you felt his kisses fall to that spot on your neck that made you tremble—as well as his hands as they fell to your thighs. His long, thick fingers caressed your soft skin a bit closely to the heat that yearned for him, throwing you off. "Five..."

"That's right, keep goin'," Jimmy whispered as his fingers inched ever closer to your humid heat, petting you with light touches across your mound. Your instinct was to open up for him, and you did, parting your thighs to make room for his touch and making him giggle. "Damn, you gettin' ahead of me, baby."

"I know where this is goin'," you giggled, too, before a little moan jumped out of you when his fingertips slipped where you expected them to…yet when he gave your clit a soft spank instead of a rub, your moan spiked with a gasp. “Mmmm, baby, what the he—”

“I ain't tell you to stop countin’, baby…” Jimmy reminded you as his tongue danced along your skin, first your chest and then your hard nipples as he circled each one before pulling them gently between his full, supple lips. He had you on your back now, his big, muscular body shifting on top of you as his fingers remained on your clit…with another spank when you moaned to him instead of saying the number six…

“Unhh, six…seven…” you whimpered from the pads of Jimmy's fingers stroking over your clit in soft swirls to soothe you, your body already jolting beneath him as that orgasmic swell stirred wherever he touched—his lips smudging sloppy, sweet kisses on your tummy and thighs and his middle fingers slipping from your clit to slowly slip inside you, his thumb picking up where they left off. “Mm-mmunhh, shit…eight…”

“Almost there, baby,” Jimmy whispered to your pussy with a cool breath that tingled on your silky, wet folds as he massaged them. You wanted to open your eyes to see your man about to feast on you because he always looked so sexy doing so, his pretty, pink lips suckling your clit and his longish beard dripping with your pleasure. But you did as you were told and kept your eyes shut for him, squeezing them as his fingers nudged up on your g-spot, as his thumb rubbed up on your clit, and as his kisses ran up your inner thighs that shook as you felt dangerously close to your orgasm…

“Nine…t—” your words choked off once more as you thought you'd finally feel his mouth on you but instead it was something plush like silicone, swiveling little licks along your clit with vibrations that yanked you into an orgasm so swiftly you screamed a raspy moan. Your eyes popped open for just a moment before your climax pulled you back, and in that moment you saw Jimmy on his stomach between your legs with his fingers pumping in you as his other hand held a small, red, rose-shaped toy to your clit. “Unhhh, baby, oh, my god,” you yelped as your head fell back onto the pillow. You arched your back without your control as your body spasmed, accidentally pushing yourself deeper onto Jimmy's fingers and your clit deeper into that lovely suction from the toy, and making yourself yelp louder for him.

“Why you stopped countin’, bae? I need to hear you finish…” Jimmy said sweetly like he wasn’t sweetly torturing you. You almost didn't hear him over your moans as you clutched at his sheets and thought to beg for mercy.

“Ten, mmm, ten!” you finally cried, your pussy fluttering with deep throbs as your orgasm tried to taper off but kept rolling over you as Jimmy didn't pull away.

“That's my girl…now keep goin',” he murmured to you. Your eyes batted open to see his handsome face holding a devilish smirk before you saw white instead as he added with a lick of his lips, “Ain’t I say count to twenty, right, bae? So keep countin'...”

“Wha-? Unhh, el-eleven…fffuck, Daddy.” Your body was writhing at this point, the lethal combo of his thick fingers stuffed in your gushy pussy and the rose buzzing along your sweet spot making you feel lightheaded with bliss. That bastard knew damn well he didn't say twenty, you thought in fragments, your mind trying to play catch up with him as you felt him shift again between your legs to get on his knees before you felt him replace his fingers with the thick tip of his dick.

“I said keep countin’, baby…you betta listen to Daddy,” Jimmy growled as he caressed your clit with little taps of the rose, similar to how he pushed himself into you with little thrusts to make room for his big, hard dick. Your hands twitched with grasps of the bedsheets as you thought to fling them at Jimmy and push him away, the luscious feel of him stretching and filling you with all that dick as your clit throbbed with more wave orgasmic tingles threatening to be too much…yet it was for that reason you let him in deeper…

“Twelve…thirteeeen,” you sobbed when Jimmy thrust over your g-spot, the head of his dick thrusting to the back of your pussy. Now your orgasm was unstoppable as you felt him everywhere.

His warm body hunched over you as he lifted your leg to drape over his shoulder, your other leg resting on his thigh. His big hand snaked around your throat to pin you down and hold himself up, his other hand still holding the rose to your poor, aching clit that gave way to delicate quivers that reached your soul. And his deep, beautiful voice washed over you with a kiss to your forehead, demanding with soft growls, “Tell Daddy what's next, baby. Keep goin' for me...you can do it.”

“Fourteen, oh, fuck!” you groaned as your body shuddered and your pussy fluttered yet again as he hit you with long strokes hugging up on every sensitive spot of your soaked walls. 

“What, bae? I know you got another one in you. I need to feel it before you get to twenty,” Jimmy cooed. You were on your second orgasm on his thick dick that sped up now and made you cry to him as he tried to give you a third. He knew your body, knew what you could handle, and knew picking up the pace mid-orgasm to attack your g-spot with loving taps would make you cum harder…so hard you felt a rush, both in your head and your pussy as you squirted on his taut abs. “There she go…shit, bae. Look at you cummin’ like a good girl for me…” he added as your pleasure trickled down his body, your thighs, and to the sheets.

You felt out of your mind now, the only thing making sense was the warm, consuming vibes that stroked your clit as he stroked in you. Your eyes rolled as you felt him squeeze his fingers around your throat to bring you back to him, a hoarse moan that mimicked his name falling from your lips. “Count, bae. You gotta cum one more time for Daddy,” Jimmy grunted to you.

“Fifteen…sixteen…Daddy, I can't take it, mmm, I can't—” you whined as your intense pleasure lifted you off the bed, squirming for relief from it and yet squirming for more.

“Look at me, baby. Breathe.” His voice was commanding yet still held that sweetness as you blinked open your eyes to see him gazing at you. You panted for more air that he stole from your lungs with his thrusts and that damn, delicious rose—his eyes flickered down to it before up at your low lids again. “You can do it, baby. Just look at me…feel me…don't that feel nice?”

You suddenly felt his soft fingertips return to your clit, trailing up and down slowly, gently, to match the pace of his hips that also slowed down to catch your lingering contractions that pulled around his dick. It made him moan and you moaned, too, losing yourself in his gorgeous, coffee-brown eyes that held yours. 

“Yes, Daddy…” you whimpered, feeling that knot in your stomach tighten yet your body relaxed as you sank back into the sheets with Jimmy's gaze and thrusts sinking into your spirit. You still felt dizzy with lust but now it comforted you, that overwhelming pleasure sweeping through you like a warm, velvety breeze.

“That's right, baby…just focus on me. Keep goin’ for me,” Jimmy encouraged you with a kiss on your lips as his braids fell around your face. You mumbled the next couple of numbers on his tongue, tears from your mesmeric euphoria dotting your eyes and sliding down your cheeks as you closed them in that moment to focus on his strokes, his mouth, and his tongue that tasted yours. When you opened them again, the euphoria painted on his face made you feel just as satiated as his thrusts, his caresses, and his voice as he moaned huskily, “So fuckin’ close. Don’t stop...cum, baby…cum on this dick.”

“Nineteen…twenty, unhhhh,” you cried as your orgasm had seized at nineteen but you were determined to finish…as was Jimmy. Your eyes locked together as he held your jaw to make you gaze at him, his hitched breath soothing across your face as he moaned with you. That's when you felt his hips stutter before they paused altogether to soak in your pulsing walls, but you knew from that seductive look on his face, and those sexy grunts, that he was pulsing in you, too. 

You felt your eyes roll once more from the ardent bliss spilling over you, into you, yet Jimmy tightened his grip on your jaw as he moaned, “Watch me…feel us, baby…”

He sucked you right back into his spell, that hypnosis he had you under for the last hour wearing out your lungs as you cried with him and came with him. You wanted to wrap your arms around him but you were too weak, your pleasure overpowering you. Instead, you whined his name when he moaned yours as he grinded out a few more strokes into you before he slowly pulled out. 

“My baby. You did so good. So good, baby…” You heard Jimmy’s voice in your ear as he kissed your cheeks and tears, crawling back to your side to hold you like you wanted to hold him. Your eyes fell shut again as the remainder of your strength gave into his cozy, adoring kisses as you shut your eyes, sleep on its way to hold you, too.

“Night, bae…dream of me,” he said with one more kiss on your lips that you surely felt in your dreams as you dozed off, silently counting the rising and falling of his broad, warm chest to your back as he breathed softly and cuddled you to bed.

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Thanks for reading! 🧡

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[catcze]

zhongli loves u very very much and will happily indulge u as long as it is within his power. that includes your fascination with his dragon form

SFW only for now !! I'll send the other part later if you wanna put it under the cut, Catte !

• tiny, noodly version of his exuvia, perfect as a makeshift scarf, doubles as an automatic shield switch if you're out adventuring!

• chonkli, or what form is is similar to artist nagarnia's interpretation, is a little smaller, but more interactive. perfect for your sleep aid, as someone to curl into while clutching him to your chest

• also your personal belongings guardian if you go off to check something out. just because he's little doesn't mean he cant well damn protect!

• flicks his tongue like a snek @ your face constantly because he is smitten and wants to kiss you constantly (if your companions know, its.. embarassing for you and them. zl doesnt care though, because he's shameless like that ^7^ he's shouwing his love for his beloved, and no one can stop him)

• if you are in cold places, he's gonna wrap himself around your body, if not curl up in your inner coat. he refuses to be in any bag, he wanna be close to you

• in hot and humid places, he's going to wanna be around you, but loosely this time. he's not gonna be as hot on your body because, well, he's a reptile!

• sometimes you take a nap underneath some trees as it's sunny, and if he doesn't already lay down beside you as his mortal form, then he's gonna be laying on you, happily stretched out on your torso.

• the same thing happens if you insist he go big mode (his usual draconic size) but only in secluded areas, or areas that aren't explored by other people, as to maintain his identity

• he coils up a bit more, for you to use him as a personal pillow (bed??) out in the open

~ conyo anon

NSFW !! 18+ ONLY !!

NSFW part!! its much shorter and a little less coherent bc i got embarrassed halfway im sorry KHeJENDNMDN ~ conyo anon

• notice how he can change his size? HAHAHAhaha ;)) wink wink • if you insist it, he would penetrate you, but ofc he's going to set down some rules. only one is going in, and that you should be stretched and prepped accordingly. • and for you to be prepped accordingly, he insists you lie face down on his belly. • you do exactly that and as you start getting comfortable, you feel his breathing on your lower half as he starts licking in. his tongue tapered, and much more solid compared to his smaller forms, slowly making you open up to him • little by little, and in the end he succeeds. • hes gonna have two cocks just because hes technically a reptile here, riding one and touching the other?? perfect, you're gonna have zhongli purring and rumbling in absolute delight as he watches his beloved enjoy themselves

aksjdas yOOO aksjdas you went off on these omg i lOVE itaksjdas

wAIT AKJSDASKJ OMG <33 THis is literally so cute in the sfw part n vv mmMM 👀💦 in the nsfw part omg aksjs <33 I'm literally gonna cry tho it's so cute that he flicks his tongue out like a snek omg the visual image for that is so?? cute??? asadskj <33 also yESSSS pls the smut is so good I?? have no words omg aksjdas 😩💞💦💦

conyo anon ilysm omg thank u for feeding the morax fuckers and simps hheehakjsdna <333

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[thepuckishrogue]

Javier Escuella x GN!Reader in: Attention to Detail

NSFW ABCs || H is for ‘Hair’

MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT || 18+ ONLY ||

↞ Previous: Kiss it Better || G is for ‘Goofy’

|| ao3 version | abcs m.list | rdr m.list | writing blog ||

↠ Requested By: No one, naturally. ↠ Reader Gender: Neutral ↠ Content Type: NSFW, obviously. ((MINORS BEGONE!!)) ↠ CWs/TWs: None ↠ Total WC: 1.2k~

“Hey babe, I’m about to make some lunch—you want–” The rest of the sentence dies on your lips as the hastily opened door reveals a sight far more delicious than anything your kitchen holds.

↠ A Modern AU in which you show Javi just how much you appreciate his attention to detail.

Hair || How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes? etc.

I believe that it’s generally accepted that Javier is one of the cleaner members of the gang —possibly thee cleanest, actually—and I absolutely agree. Dude takes great pride in his appearance, and I humbly thank both him and R* for blessing us so. They didn’t have to go that hard, but they did. They’re doing the Lord’s work.

Ahem. Anyways.

He likes to look good both in and out of his clothes, so to that end I think he keeps everything nice and tidy down there. Not completely hairless because ain’t nobody got time for that, but it’s cropped down as low as he can get it with scissors. What hair is left is soft enough that he’s not worried about the near-stubble length of it irritating his s/o.

And yes, the carpet does indeed match the drapes—both in the yeehaw days and in modern times. I just don’t see Javi as ever being the type to dye his hair. He loves how the darkness of it contrasts with his complexion; he knows it’s damn sexy and sets his features off like whoa. He also prefers to keep his hair—the drapes, I mean lol—on the longer side for this same reason. He knows he looks good with short hair, but he looks damn good with something chin length or longer (plus he really likes the feeling of his s/o’s fingers tangling themselves in his locks while he goes down on them/fucks them).

Also in any and all modern AUs that I write he does not have that weird middle shave ‘stache deal because why is that even a thing??? A friend of mine said R* did that to nerf his raw sex appeal and I’m inclined to agree lmao. Even they knew that their creation was just too powerful, too beautiful, and that combined with all the other babes in the game—well they were just trying to look out for us, guys.

Attention to Detail || WC: 900~

💦 Tags: Nothing too outta pocket in this one—just Javi being too damn pretty for anybody’s good, and Reader not being able to keep their hands off of him because of it. Highlights include: a playful but steamy makeout, grinding, and terrible jokes a handjob (Javi receiving).

“Hey babe, I’m about to make some lunch—you want–” The rest of the sentence dies on your lips as the hastily opened door reveals a sight far more delicious than anything your kitchen holds.

There, propped up against your bed’s headboard, lounges your man naked as the day he was born. With his legs crossed at the ankles and his phone held in front his face it’s a fairly typical position to find him in, clothes or no. Currently said clothes are thrown over the back of a chair while he waits for the oil that is his preferred moisturizer to absorb into his skin more fully. The soft scent of the sweet almond oil hangs heavy in air made humid from the last vestiges of steam seeping in from the adjoined bathroom; together the resulting fog’s cloy is all too inviting and you find yourself stepping more fully into the room.

For Javier’s part there’s not a hint of embarrassment to be found in his gaze as he turns his attention from his phone’s screen to you. He doesn’t even bother with trying to cover himself with the discarded towel that lays bunched at his side—And why would he? I’ve already seen all there is to see many, many times before. Unsurprisingly the latter half of that thought sounds as if it’s been given voice by the man himself.

“I’m sorry, amor, I didn’t catch that,” he starts as he allows his arms to drop. “You said something about lunch?”

“I did,” you say absently, voice and thoughts both miles away from anything aside from the glistening man before you.

The noonday sun that filters in through your curtains dances across the peaks and valleys of his sculpted body to cast it in golden warmth and set him aglow. With the view no longer obstructed by the tiny device your eyes can now follow the light whorls of hair that covers his pecks down though the dip of his abs and further still to the aptly named ‘happy trail’ that leads to his center. Never one to let himself go in any capacity, Javier always makes sure to keep things neat and tidy and for that you are exceedingly grateful. The close crop makes going down on him all the more enjoyable while his hair’s naturally soft texture means you don’t have to worry about any discomfort from friction. You know that he does these things for his comfort as much as yours, but even so you appreciate his efforts—And I think that now would be a perfect time to express that appreciation…

Twin smirks are traded between the pair of you as you make your way over to the bed. Straddling him, mouths are soon put to better use as you mold your lips against one another. Javi’s hands find your hips while yours busy themselves with his still damp hair. A sharp tug to his nape has him biting off a curse even as he arches into you; his head digs back into the headboard and you take this time to leave little nips at his neck and jaw. He pulls your crotch flush against his own in response, and taking advantage of the super soft pajama bottoms you’re wearing, he guides you in a slow grind against his length. It only takes a few passes for him to become noticeably harder, a few more and you’re both starting to breathe a little quicker.

“Not that I’m complaining–”

“You’d better not be,” you growl playfully against his ear before capturing its lobe and sucking.

“Goddamn,” he half sighs, half moans as he pushes himself more fully against you. “What’s gotten into you, hmm?”

“Nothing. Yet.”

His laugh is breathy as he tells you, “That was Sean-levels of terrible, cariño.” ((sweetheart))

“Maybe,” you admit, “but luckily for us both my true talents lie elsewhere…” The hand that snakes down between you to caress his cock makes it very clear exactly what those talents are.

Fully erect and beginning to weep, he feels like velvet and fire under your touch and while his moans tell you that he’ll gladly take you just like this, you know there are ways to make this all the better for him. Thankfully the bottle of oil is well within reach and you’re touching him again before he can muster any real complaints. He slurs out your name when your now lubricated hand clenches around him in slick glide and he bucks up into your fist hard.

“Let me,” you insist, fingers squeezing just that bit tighter around him as an incentive to keep him still. His compliance comes in the form of an easy smile and sagging shoulders.

His lips soon find yours for a kiss that’s as lazy as your pace, with the merging only broken by the occasional sigh, moan, or curse. The pair of you continue on like this for several long minutes, with your pace increasing as the cues of his body demands it and when he cums it’s with your name on his lips and love in his eyes.

“You never answered my question,” Javi says as you run his towel over the mess he’s made of his stomach.

You shrug a bit, though the smile that pulls at your lips undermines the lackluster gesture. “Just wanted to show my appreciation for your attention to detail.”

Up next: A Million Little Ways || I is for ‘Intimacy’

His love is almost like a living thing, so palpable and cloying that you swear you can feel its velvet touch underneath your fingertips at any given moment.

↠ A Modern AU in which Javi shows you just how much he cares in the best way he knows how.

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