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jimsbeetroot · 2 months

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I don't think your still active but if you do decide to start writing on this blog again I have a request :)

Joey Jordison x plus-sized reader smut :3

Reader is feeling insecure of their body and Joey shows them just how beautiful he thinks they are<3

𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 ♱ 𝐣𝐨𝐞𝐲 𝐣𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧

i love this request! hope you will enjoy what I've tried to come up with!

words; 1.826

smut!

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You sat huddled together on your bedroom floor, mirror in front of you, sobbing silently at the sight before you.

Your insecurities stood out to you like a neon sign in the dark. For two hours, you'd sat in front of that mirror. You'd torn every little flaw apart as if you were on a mission to stomp yourself into a depression. You didn't do it on purpose. It was an unintentional ritual that had become a bad habit over the last months.

You'd avoided mirrors because there was always something for you to comment on. You were, quite literally, your own biggest hater. There hadn't been much reaction from the press, but whenever you saw magazine covers of you and Joey, you felt a bit nauseous. You hated the way you towered over him. Not only were you taller than Joey, but you were quite a bit wider than him.

Joey had never cared. He found you beautiful, and he always reminded you of that. He loved your body, but no matter how many times he told you, it was never enough.

It had gotten so bad that you'd quit enjoying having sex with Joey. Not because of him, because he was great, but it was bad enough being naked in your own company, but in front of him- you felt embarrassed.

That added another layer of shame to your already existing ones.

What if he thought you hated him? He must've realised something was up.

Just as you had grabbed a flap of fat from your belly, pulling it out and shuddering at the sight of the stretch marks on your thighs, you heard the door open.

Joey had been at rehearsals all day and had returned. You found yourself rushing around the bedroom, throwing on some clothes to wear before Joey reached the bedroom.

You wiped your eyes from any tears and looked in the mirror. Your eyes were bloodshot. Joey would spot that in a heartbeat.

"Hey, babe! I'm back!" Joey yelled out from downstairs.

You didn't respond, too busy throwing some powder in your face to conceal your red-flushed nose- and cheeks.

"Babe?" Joey yelled out as he walked up the stairs. "I-I'm in the bedroom!" You responded, taking a deep breath and posed in the most natural position, destined to hide your whole shebang-show from him. He wouldn't understand.

Joey opened the door and smiled when his eyes met yours. "Hey babe," he grinned, approaching you as you sat on the bed but stopped when he sensed something was off.

He looked around, quickly pointing out the only thing you hadn't thought of: the mirror.

You'd taken the bathroom mirror and placed it on the bedroom floor. "Redecorating in here?" Joey grinned and kissed your lips, hand on your cheek, his fingers grazing your earlobe slightly.

"Yeah," you laughed, but it came out terribly. Joey jerked his head back, staring into your soul as if he was scanning you. He narrowed his eyes slightly. "Have you been crying?" He asked.

The question provoked a slight lip quiver, but you held it all in, shaking your head and smiling. "No," you said and grabbed his hand. "How was rehearsal? Did you play any of the new so-"

"You're lying to me."

Joey cut you off, and you huffed in response.

He could see right through you. And you were a terrible liar.

"I'm not lying," you scoffed, releasing Joey's hand.

"I'm not dumb, Y/N. Don't think I haven't noticed your behaviour lately," Joey stated. You stared, not in the mood to have the lengthy conversation with Joey in which you explained all of your insecurities, and he denied them.

"I've just been on my period," you shrugged. Joey tilted his head and shook it slightly. "I didn't know you could have your period for three weeks straight. Maybe you should see a doctor about that," Joey suggested sarcastically.

Perhaps you'd used that excuse one too many times lately.

"Listen, don't treat me like I'm dumb. We haven't had sex for over a month," Joey mentioned.

That was the least of your concerns at that moment.

"That's all you care about?"

Don't know why you said that, though.

"Of course, it's not, Y/N. I care that you haven't told me what's going on when something is," Joey pointed out and removed his leather jacket. He sat down next to you and grabbed your hand, rubbing it softly.

"What's going on?" He asked.

You lifted your head and looked at Joey with a defeated face.

"I can't stand the way I look, Joey. I mean, I'm so much bigger than you, and I've tried to lose the weight, but I keep failing."

You fumbled with your thumbs as a tear rolled down your cheek.

"Look at me," Joey said and lifted your face, your eyes meeting his.

"You're more than I could ever wish for. You've given me so much, Y/N. I wish you could see what I see. What everyone sees."

Joey wiped a tear away from your cheek and wrapped an arm around your shoulders, hugging you tightly into his side.

"Why can't you see how beautiful you are?" Joey hummed into your neck, kissing it softly.

You closed your eyes, forgetting your troubles for now as Joey drew circles on your back, your body falling into a relaxed state.

"Why can't you see how amazing you are?" Joey asked, placing another kiss on your neck. You turned your body towards him, slightly humming as Joey massaged your hair, kissing your lips.

"Why can't you see how much I fucking love you?" Joey asked against your lips, leaning in for another kiss. He didn't hold back this time, and you didn't mind.

Your hands fumbled his black locks as you both leaned back in the bed in unison, lips still attached.

Joey's hand went underneath your shirt and groped your breast, a small moan escaping your lips.

Detaching his lips from yours, Joey made his way to your neck, leaving marks as he trailed down to your buttoned jeans.

You looked down at him, propped on your elbows and watched as he unbuttoned your jeans, eyes staring hungrily into yours.

He pulled off the jeans and kissed your inner thigh, leaving small spots of saliva on his way to your soaked cunt.

Your breathing got heavier, and your heart pace quickened as Joey rubbed your panty-covered cunt. The wetness had soaked through the cotton fabric, leaving a big wet spot in your grey underwear.

You moaned hoarsely and shivered with excitement when Joey slid your panties off, throwing them somewhere in the room.

He blew softly on your sensitive cunt and smirked when you shivered at the sensation.

A yelp left your mouth when he slid his index finger into you, the unexpected penetration startling you, but your eyes rolled to the back of your head when Joey's tongue made contact with your clit.

Your fists curled, and Joey had a tight hold on your thighs, keeping your legs open as you wiggled around in the bed, trying to endure the pleasure.

You weren't sure how to act. After all, it had been a while since you'd felt this good. Joey was enjoying the sight of you as you squirmed around the bed, mouth open and eyes closed, moaning loudly and freely.

"You're so beautiful, babe," Joey whispered against your cunt as he continued to run his tongue in a circular motion, focusing on overwhelming your clit as much as possible while at the same time adding another finger.

You shrieked as Joey drilled his fingers into you, quietly begging for him, his name flying from your mouth repeatedly.

"Fuck, Joey," you managed to choke out. "I'm coming," you whimpered, grabbing a hold of his hair, and preparing yourself for your climax.

"Cum for me, baby," Joey whispered and sped up his movements.

Shrieking and quivering, you released a cry of pleasure as it washed over you, leaving you shaking. Your back was arched, your whole body fully tensed.

You took a few deep breaths trying to collect yourself after your high.

"Fuck, you're beautiful."

Joey travelled from your cunt, up to your lips, where he placed a passionate kiss, your juices still on his lips.

Your hand travelled down to his pants, straddling his hard cock over his jeans.

Joey moaned but removed your hand. "Let me, please. You deserve to know," he hummed and grabbed the hem of your T-shirt, swiftly pulling the fabric over your head, leaving you fully exposed.

Your hands went to cover your bare upper body, but only a short moment went by before Joey removed them, holding them above your head. "Don't you dare," he whispered and kissed your lips. The kiss was short as Joey raced up and removed his black jeans and a black T-shirt.

He leaned over you again, attaching his lips to yours once again, his naked body propped on top of yours as he positioned his cock at your entrance.

He propped his elbows on either side of your face, kissing your forehead softly and smiling down at you before pushing himself fully into your cunt, releasing a loud moan as fully penetrated you.

"F-Fuck!" Joey hissed and threw his head back, his thrusts growing faster and more energetic.

Your eyes were closed, legs tightly wrapped around Joey's torso as your nails left marks on his back.

Joey had the stamina of a racehorse, not once slowing down his thrusts. Your thoughts weren't quite clear, but you found yourself wondering; how one earth could he keep going?

A single tear escaped from the corner of your eye, your hands clasping at Joey's shoulders.

"Look at me," Joey whispered into your ear, hands resting on the top of your head, allowing him to thrust as deeply as possible.

You could barely hear him, too busy enjoying the sensation of his cock plunging into you.

"Y/N, look at me," he whispered again, his voice making you tremble even stronger. You were close to reaching a second high, and so was Joey.

You opened your eyes and looked into his blue eyes. Your eyebrows furrowed and your mouth opened, lips brushing his as you moaned into his eyes.

"I-I'm gonna come ag-" you tried to blur out, your sentence interrupted once again by a wave of pleasure. You cried out and hid your face in the crook of his neck as he did the same, holding you as close as possible, letting you enjoy your climax. He followed closely after you, as the sensation of your cunt closing around his member pushed him over the edge.

He groaned into your ear, delievering a few final powerful, deep thrusts before releasing a final groan, falling into your embrace.

Your arms curled around him, and you held him in your arms.

You felt loved, and you felt beautiful.

Joey made you feel those things.