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hopelessrromantix · 2 years

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Content: religious themes, choking, degredation, f-slur, internalized homophobia

It was supposed to be a calm day. Nothing but the usual glances at the school freaks and maybe a rude comment from the basketball team.

But of course, Eddie and Jason were at each other’s throats. Again.

Jason had attempted to pick on the younger members of Hellfire, annoying both you and the group’s leader. Naturally, Eddie was furious. It resulted in a lovely marker drawing of a dick on Carver’s locker. Washable, yes, but enough to piss Jason off.

“You want somethin’ Munson?” Jason questioned, glaring at a very smug looking Eddie.

He’d managed to catch the group as they left that day’s session. He’d likely gotten out of basketball practice with the rest of his goons, most of which were trailing behind him.

“Of course not good sir!” Eddie smirked, giving the most sarcastic bow he could manage. You rolled your eyes. You’d much rather diffuse the situation, but Eddie was always one for dramatics.

“Don’t make it worse, Ed.” You crossed your arms over your chest “Just walk away, he won’t follow.”

Eddie hummed softly, as if he was considering your advice. You knew he wouldn’t take it though.

“Didn’t know you freaks had brain cells,” Carver chuckled, the comment clearly directed at you. You raised a brow. He had nerve.

“A lot more than you,” Eddie quipped. “Listen, I’d love to chat about sports or girls or whatever it is you gossip about in the locker rooms, but I actually have plans.”

Eddie Munson did not have plans.

“You aren’t leaving that easy, freaks.” Damn he was testing you today.

Eddie only laughed. “I know what you’re thinking and no, Chrissy isn’t at my place.”

The way Jason’s eyes widened was almost laughable. Fists clenched at his side, he strode forward, grabbing Eddie’s collar. You stepped behind your friend instantly, getting ready to push Jason off. The only reason you didn’t, is because Eddie gave a small wave, gesturing for you to back off.

“You stay the hell away from my girlfriend, you hear me?”

It was almost sad. How scared he was of losing Chrissy to Eddie. All the while spending most nights crying into your mattress.

“Loud and clear, big boy,” Eddie mumbled, patting the hand holding his collar.

You glared down at Jason, eyes boring into him. With one glance up, he dropped Eddie, taking several steps backward. He tried not to show his mild fear, keeping his expression cruel.

“Whatever,” He huffed. “I better not see you anywhere near her or me.” He didn’t wait for a response, instead walking past you with his group. He mumbled something to the rest of his friends before walking a different way.

“Well that was eventful,” Eddie said, sighing. “I’m probably gonna get my ass kicked, but I’m absolutely gonna find some excuse to talk to Chrissy.”

You shook your head fondly. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Eds.” He gave you a half-assed wave, walking toward his van while you went toward your car.

You weren’t very surprised to see Jason sitting on the curb on the other side, out of view from Eddie or his jock friends.

You rolled your eyes, gesturing to the car and unlocking it. After making sure the parking lot was clear (save for Eddie who was blasting Metallica so loud he was sure to go deaf), he hopped in the passenger seat, sinking down.

Most of the drive was silent, your attention focused on the road ahead of you. Eventually he sat up, his knee bouncing and fingers tapping nervously against the car door.

“You know I--”

“If you’re smart, you’ll shut your mouth.” You said, cutting him off. His mouth opened again, but he quickly thought better of it, going back to looking out the window.

You pulled in your driveway and got out of the car just as silently, whipping open the door to your house and leaving it open for Jason to follow. He did a second later, following you to your room.

No one but you was home, your parents on a week long vacation. Originally you were going to surprise him, let him know he didn’t have to sneak around this week. But now, you were just happy you wouldn’t have to gag him.

“You’ve got some nerve, Carver,” You said, smirking. He looked nervous, dropping his book bag by the door. “Comin’ after Eddie and me like that.”

“Just wanted him to stop messing with Chrissy,” He explained quietly, trying not to make things worse for himself.

“Want him to leave her alone, huh?” You asked, sympathetically. He nodded slowly, not sure where the kind tone came from. “Y’know, I think she’d hate it a lot more if she found out you were getting fucked stupid by those ‘freaks’ you hate so much.”

You stepped closer to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. He was unable to meet your eye, looking from the walls to the floor.

“I just don’t want--”

“I don’t give a fuck what you want, Jason.” Your hand moved quickly, gripping his jaw.

It was tight enough to leave red marks, though you knew he wouldn’t complain. “If you think you can talk however you want to me and get away with it, you’re dead wrong.”

He tried to open his mouth to speak, but couldn’t move with your hand in the way.

He was a sinner, that much he knew. God was surely frowning on his actions, on the way he shivered when you glared at him. But he couldn’t imagine himself stopping.

No matter how loud the voice in the back of his head was, all he wanted was to be good for you.

“Clothes off, on the bed.” You order, finally letting his jaw go. The reddened prints of your fingers stuck around.

“Bu-”

“Did I ask your opinion, bitch?” You watched as Jason shook his head, shedding his letterman jacket and shirt. He took off his jeans soon after, nearly tripping over them with how eager he was to sit on your bed. He was slightly slower taking off his boxers, eyes flicking to watch your expression.

Already twitching and all you did was call him a bitch.

It was always like this. He’d mock your friends then come home with you and get fucking railed. It was some sick fetish for him, not that you were mad about getting to make a pretty boy cry.

He felt sick at how eager he was. His eyes traced your every move, anxiously watching as you stepped closer to the bed. Your hand gripped his chin, much gentler this time. He refrained from leaning into your touch.

Fucking you was one thing. Showing up at your house or begging you to come over to his when his parents were out. Pleading until he got one of Hawkin’s resident freak to fuck him so hard he had to fake an injury in gym the next day.

But loving you? Loving you was something else. Something he couldn’t even consider, not when he was abandoning so many of his morals.

“So pretty like this,” You mumbled, just loud enough for him to hear. “You wanna suck my cock, pretty boy?”

He nodded fervently. He could feel himself twitch, a bead of precum trailing down his dick. He knew you noticed, you always did. Eyes gleaming as you held back a laugh, knowing you could torture him like this.

He slid off the bed, undoing your belt and pulling your boxers down just enough to free your half-hard length.

He didn’t wait for you to say anything, instead completely throating your cock, shoving it as far back as he could. He could feel you getting harder in his throat, forcing him to gag the longer he went.

“Aw, so eager to get a dick down your throat that you choke yourself, huh?” You smirked, voice dripping with false sympathy. He tried his best to nod, tears gathering in his eyes. “Slut like you probably likes it, though.” He tried and failed to nod again, giving a low moan of agreement.

The vibration made you sigh, placing both hands on either side of his face. “I think I like you better when you’re quiet.”

He didn’t want to admit that he twitched at that, thrusting his hips up into empty air. You took hold of his hair, dragging him up and down your cock. He let out a mix of gags and moans, his face tinted red as he struggled to breath.

A few thrusts later you dragged his head fully down, burying his nose against your pelvis. You let out a sigh, relishing in the feeling of his throat contracting around you.

He looked so pretty like this, tears streamed down his face, gagging around your cock as he pushed against you. Of course, if he wanted to stop he only needed to tap you a few times. But he never did, no matter how long you choked him on your dick. You were almost certain he’d enjoy passing out, as long as you fucked him afterward.

His eyes rolled back, stuck swallowing helplessly as he ran out of air. Eventually you pulled him off, smiling as he coughed, inhaling as fast as he could.

“On the bed,” You ordered, gesturing your head toward the bed. It took him a second to react, eyes too glazed to process your statement. “Now.”

That got his attention. He moved slowly, sitting himself on the sheets anxiously. He was hoping you didn’t notice the cum dripping from his stomach. He knew you would, though. You always did.

The second you took in his full appearance you outright laughed. “Don’t tell me you came just from that?” He looked away from you, shifting slowly on the bed. “You really are a whore, huh?” He barely processed the insult, nodding along in agreement.

You scoffed at the action, putting one hand against his side. You flipped him over, making him gasp at the sudden manhandling. None of the girls he could date would treat him like that. None would want to rail big strong Jason Carver until he cried. But you would. You always did.

And everytime, he felt worse about himself. He knew the town would turn on him the second they knew he was a faggot, much less the one getting fucked. It was odd that way. As if him topping would make it all better. But he didn’t want to top, he’d never even asked to. He enjoyed the way you treated him too much. Like he was nothing more than dirt beneath your feet.

You gripped his neck, leaning down to meet level with his ear. “I’d go nice and slow to prep you, but I know you want it rough.”

And he did. He always did.

You spit roughly on his hole, chuckling at the soft moan he let out. You held your hand in front of his face, gesturing for him to do the same. He did so, listening as you used it to cover your dick.

“Imagine if your little team could see you now,” You laughed, pushing passed the tight ring.

His mouth fell open, head collapsing against the mattress. It probably would’ve hurt more if he hadn’t fingered himself to this exact scenario in the showers after everyone had left.

But he loved the pain, he loved how you laughed behind him, mocking his constant moans and mumbling. He could barely get a word out, the noises a jumbled mess of “please”, “sir”, “stop”, and “more”.

Naturally, if he really wanted to stop, he could. Just one word was all it would take. But no matter how far you went, he never used it. Not once. Not even when you left him tied up in your closest, vibrator shoved half way up his ass while you went to dinner. He probably could’ve gotten out of it if he really tried. But he hadn’t even thought of that.

His head was clouded, barely registering his second orgasm for the night. The only thing that brought him back was the sound of your mocking coo.

“Fucking whore came again so fast?” You didn’t slow your thrusts, speeding up slightly as he attempted to answer you. All that came out was an extended whine, voice breaking with each harsh thrust into him.

“Think I should call your little friends? Party at L/n’s, right? Let them fuck their ring leader ‘til he passes out?”

He shook his head rapidly, barely realizing he was chanting “nonono” on repeat.

“No? Don’t want your friends knowing you get fucked by a freak?” You questioned, giving a harsh slap against his ass, reveling in the whimper he let out.

“Just want you,” He managed to say, the words slurred. “Just want you using me like this.”

You froze for a second, nearly cumming right there. He whined at your lack of movement, thrusting himself backward.

“You reall are a fucking slut,” You punctuated the sentence with a thrust, earning a loud moan. “My slut.”

And that alone was enough to make him cum again.

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3d-wifey · 2 years

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I Am Real and You Are Not

Pairing: Jason Carver x Reader

Synopsis: You looked him up and down with barely concealed disgust and that lightning came back tenfold. You could say whatever you wanted to him, do whatever you wanted to him. Just as long as you kept looking at him.

Warnings: Smut, some religious talks, humiliation kink, semi-public sex, Jason being a pervert and a freak, & dominant female reader

Word Count: 1k

A/N: Inspired by a conversation between @unsheath and me about how we want more people to write smut for Jason. I still don't know if the characterization for him is any good though. 💀

Pt.2

You were a part of Munson's group of freaks, someone Jason normally wouldn't even bat an eye at. But from his spot at a table a couple of feet away, he was able to see you clearly for the first time.

The library was silent, the two of you the only residents. There was no one around to drag his attention away from you and he let his eyes map out your features. From the curve of your lips, to the slope of your nose, to your eyelashes that fluttered each time you blinked.

You were pretty, he realized. Too pretty to be hanging around with the likes of that cult.

You reached for a book high on the shelf, shirt lifting as you stretched, and his eyes were drawn to the skin of your lower stomach and before he knew it, he was walking up to you.

His chest pressed into your back, probably more than necessary, as he grabbed the book you were reaching for with ease.

"Is this what you were looking for?" He asked, offering the hardcover book to you with the kind of smile that charmed students and teachers alike, despite it not reaching his eyes. Freak or not, every girl reacted the same way when he smiled at them. They'd fluster, get timid and maybe giggle a little before doing whatever they could to keep his attention.

So, imagine his confusion when you did none of the above. Instead, you turned around and stared up at him with so much disdain he could have been propelled with the force of it alone. He was sure the two of you had never spoken before, but you seemed to harbor more hatred for him than the entire school had for Munson.

"Why would I take anything you've touched," you scoffed and Jason shivered, "Fucking pervert." You shoulder-checked him hard enough for him to step back as you walked past and a sharp zing of something raced up and down his spine. He was left dumbfounded, staring after you with the book still in hand.

Later, when he's in his bed and fresh out of the shower, he thinks about you. The longer he thinks about you and how you talked and how you smelled, the faster blood rushes from his head to his cock.

He thinks about how you looked at him with nothing but revulsion and his hips buck up to meet his hand. He thinks about the contempt in your voice and has to grip the base of his cock before he cums too soon. The finishing blow is what you called him.

Fucking pervert.

Remembering it has Jason moaning into the crook of his elbow as he cums all over his chest. When he's finally done, Jason's left tingling and in need of another shower.

You were a distraction, someone designed to be an obstacle to sway him from the straight and narrow. But then Jason thinks about the feeling you invoked in him and decides he could always repent later.

The next time he comes up to you, your lip curls into a sneer and Jason feels the same spark of lightning go down his spine. It was the end of the day and you were sitting on the school steps with your backpack and a slushy next to you.

He was going to offer you a ride home and as you waited for him to talk, he became uncharacteristically shy. He misstepped somehow and knocked your drink over. You won't hear his apologies, thinking he did it on purpose, and the entire time you're tearing him a new one, the sharp press of his erection against the front of his jeans makes his knees weak. He cums so hard in the shower that night that he gets lightheaded.

He made a habit of only approaching you when you're both alone. For many reasons, but mainly so he can be at the center of your attention.

You don't confront him until the sixth time. You stood at your open locker and slam it close when he approached. You don't even let him get a word out before you back him up into a neighboring locker.

The two of you are silent and Jason's cock twitches in excitement as you glare up at him.

"You thought I wouldn't find out?"

He blinked down at you.

"What?"

"'What'," you mocked and his heart sped up, "God, you're as stupid as you look." Before he could protest to whatever you were accusing him of, his head slammed back against the lockers as you grabbed him through his jeans.

His face went hot and he knew without having to look that he was as red as an apple.

"You really are good for nothing but looking pretty and throwing a ball around," his hips bucked into your hand, looking for more friction and Jason bit his lip hard enough to bleed so his moans wouldn't echo in the hallway, "I guess that whole "dumb blond" thing applies to guys too, huh." You laughed at him and Jason had never been so hard in his life.

"Fuck, 'm gonna cum." His entire body was honed in on where you were touching him, your smaller hand rubbing him through the denim before squeezing hard enough for his sneakers to scuff the floor.

"You're gonna cum in your pants just from some heavy petting? Jesus, you're fucking disgusting." That's what pushed him over the edge, hips bucking into your hand to ride out the wave. After cumming that hard, Jason wasn't even embarrassed about the tears in his eyes or the obvious wet spot on his pants.

You looked him up and down with barely concealed disgust and that lightning came back tenfold. You could say whatever you wanted to him, do whatever you wanted to him. Just as long as you kept looking at him.

As you grabbed him by the wrist and led him towards the exit, Jason could understand why Eve ate the fruit. But he seriously doubted her snake was as beautiful as his.

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edmetalqueer · 2 years

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*!*!* Brat *!*!*

Pair: Jason Carver x Male!Reader.

Genre: Smut.,

WARNINGS: Degrading kink, hair pulling, anal sex, chocking kink, dacryphilia, gagging, mentions of homophobia, public sex, Dom!Reader, Sub!Jason.

Request: Bro just imagine jason taunting you flirting with chrissy and shi and just being a brat then immediately regretting as you pound into him mercilessly 😩

!!! MINORS DNI !!!

Y/N sat in his seat during lunch, sitting with his friend Eddie & his club members, eyes staring at Jason across the room, hearing how he flirted with Chrissy.

Y/N started picking at his food, he knew that Jason & His relationship was a secret, but he still was jealous, he was lost in his mind, jealousy just building up.

Y/N saw how Jason stared at him for a moment, Y/N knew that Jason did this on purpose, Eddie snapped his finger, "Y/N?? Hello?? You awake?" Eddie said, Y/N looked at him, "Sorry, tired, i got P.E soon." Y/N said, going back to look at Jason, "Alright-" Eddie said, going back to whatever he was talking about.

Y/N sat on the bench during P.E, drinking water from his water bottle, he watched Jason like a predatory animal, Y/N got up, looking at Jason, then walking to the locker room.

Jason watched Y/N walk to the locker room, "Uhm. I gotta go take a piss, i'll be back." Jason said, quickly walking to the locker room, almost tripping on his words.

Jason closed the door fast, basically running over to Y/N, Jason held onto him, smiling, knowing damn well that his in trouble.

Y/N gripped him by the collar of his shirt, pinning him against the wall, "What the fuck was all that in the cafeteria? hm? You wanna be dicked down that badly so you flirt with Chrissy to get my attention?" Y/N said, voice harsh.

Jason whined, grinning like a idiot, "You said it yourself, we need to keep our relationship secret." Jason said, acting innocent, Y/N stared at him, "Your a filthy brat, it's time i shut you up like the cock hungry whore you are." Y/N said, giving a harsh slap against Jason's ass.

Jason let out a moan, "You better stay quiet, don't want your friends to know how much of a whore you are." Y/N said, pulling Jason's shirt up, running his hands up & down, Jason threw his head back, whining like a little bitch.

Y/N smirked, dragging him into the bathroom stall, locking the stall when entering, "I'm sorry-" Jason said, whiny, Y/N shook his head, smirking, "Your not safe from this, baby boy." Y/N said, sitting down on the toilet seat, "Now be a good boy and you might be allowed to cum." Y/N said, pulling down his P.E shorts, patting his thigh, "Come over here now." Y/N said, Jason quickly obeyed, sitting down in his lap.

Y/N pulled Jason's shorts off, pulling his boxers down as well, "Safe word?" Y/N asked, looking at Jason, Jason sighed, whining, "Pink-" he said, Y/N smiled, nodding, pulling his own boxers down, "No prep?" Jason said, shocked, Y/N hummed, taking a fist full of his hair, "Only good boys get prep."

Y/N lifted him up, placing him right back down on his dick, Jason gripped onto Y/N's shoulder, letting out a loud moan, Y/N kissed his cheek, Y/N started slowly moving his hips, watching Jasons every reaction.

Y/N grabbed his shirt, placing it around his mouth, "Have to keep you quiet." he said, Jason nodded, muffled moans coming from him, Y/N continued thrusting into him, wrapping one of his hands around his throat, lightly choking him, "Your my little needy whore, aren't you?" Y/N said, watching as tears started pricking at his eyes.

Y/N wrapped his other hand around Jason's dick, jerking him off, placing hickeys on his neck, Y/N began thrusting into him with a more harsh pace, watching his face, "Learning your lesson, brat?" Y/N asked, Jason nodded, whining, feeling himself closing to a orgasm, "Need to cum? You've been so good now, i think you deserve to cum." Y/N said, Jason closed his eyes, biting onto the fabric of the shirt.

Jason's back arched, letting out a loud moan, painting Y/N's hand white, panting heavily, Y/N came inside him not to far behind, smiling, "The hell do i do to hide these hickeys." Jason said, panting, Y/N hummed, grinning, "You'll come up with a good excuse, won't you, doll." Y/N said, putting his shirt back on along with Jason.

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steveisagay · 1 year

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Jason Carver That....

Jason Carver that was a virgin when he met you

Jason Carver that waited until he knew you were the one he wanted to marry one day

Jason Carver that whined and whimpered and finished way too fast when he first got his hands on you

Jason Carver that had to cover your mouth with his hand when he finally gets comfortable with fucking you

Jason Carver that still doesn't last long, but he makes sure to make up for it

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mxngldmxdnsss · 2 years

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maybe a jason carver smut where reader helps him ‘celebrate’ (iykyk 🥴) after the tigers win a game? (sub reader)

one of these nights - jason carver

I don’t really see Jason as a dom, I definitely do see him as a complete virgin though

cw! underage drinking, alcohol mention, hellfire!reader, handjob, unprotected sex, cum eating, praising and slight overstim

sexual content ahead : proceed with caution

It’d been a couple of months since you started secretly seeing Jason Carver behind your party’s backs. You knew they’d never forgive you, for taking a liking to The Asshole of Hawkins High. Well, at least that’s what they called him.

Sometimes you were tempted to tell them to not he so hard on the star basketball player, but you knew they’d find it suspicious. Just like how they found it suspicious that Jason and his stupid team’s teasing had let up. Unbeknownst to them, it was because you were sneaking around with who they hated the most.

But after all those years of constant glares, sneers and insults, you somehow found yourself giggling in the back of Jason’s car as he peppered soft kisses on your face and neck. ‘Warming up for my most important play of the year.’ Was what he called it. Well excused it. It was risky, especially during lunch when everyone was out walking around in the parking lot trying to find friends and such. Anyone could peek through the car window and expose what would be the talk of the rest of the year.

You knew being apart of Hellfire meant being caught parading around with a jock, of all people would cause unwanted rumors, gossip and opinions to stain your already soiled reputation. It’s not like you were a bad kid, no, you were far from it, sure you stayed out late and messed around, in the safety of Gareth’s garage, practicing your next song until it was midnight. But its not like you were hurting anyone.

But you weren’t naive about the things you were doing either. You knew you’d be called a snake, a whore, anything with a negative connotation for leading Jason from the life untouched by freaks. But if Jason didn’t care, then neither should you.

You two figured that once you both graduated, that you’d leave town once Jason was set off for college, his parents offered to get him an apartment separate from the campus so he would have his own free time, and Jason promised that he’d take you with him, that after he graduated university, that you two could just ditch whatever life his parents and town had wanted for him.

It made you feel bad sometimes, that maybe everyone was right and you were just an illness, a disease, plaguing his mind with ideas far from righteousness. But fuck, you forgot all about that when you got to sneak out and enjoy time with your boyfriend.

Even when you two were away, you couldn’t stop thinking about that damn fantasy. About finally having something you could rub in the town’s face. L

You were anxious all day, first, you had your final campaign with your friends after school. Second, Jason had wracked your nerves along with his, worrying about playing his heart out in a game that could bring pride back go the Tigers. But you tried your best to stay calm.

After what felt like forever, the final bell of the day rang, and you rushed to find your usual spot to meet up with Jason and give him, his much begged for, good luck kiss. You exchanged some words of encouragement before setting off to your usual after school spot.

There sat your party leader, Eddie, revved up, per usual. He had a big goofy grin on his face and you returned it. “Ah, Y/N, I hope you’re ready for what is about to come.” You stifled a low giggle and sat tall in your seat. “Now why wouldn’t I be, you think I’m scared?”

Eddie laughed heartily, patting your shoulder as he waited for the arrival of your party members.

When you all finally defeated Vecna, you felt like you were going to pass out. You could only wonder how the basketball game had gone.

Packing up your things you headed out of the barely lit school. Trying to spot Jason as people filed out of the gymnasium. Gareth had offered his place for celebration but you declined as the rest of the guys tagged along. Eddie took off to do whatever he did but you stood, waiting.

When at least ten minutes had passed you grew wary, maybe Jason was going to celebrate with his friends, its not like you could boss him around. You pushed yourself off the wall you were leaning against and began to make your way to the pay phone to call Gareth to come pick you up. As you picked up the phone you were pulled into a massive hug.

You smiled to yourself, feeling Jason’s nose press into your neck. He was so happy, his senior year was almost finished, his team had won their final game and the love of his life was in his arms. “I think I’m dreamin’ sweetheart.” Jason muttered into your ear.

You turned and cupped Jason’s face, he looked star struck. “Oh? Do you need me to pinch you?” Jason’s smile grew and he pulled you flush against his chest. “No I need you to kiss me.”

Slapping his arm, you wrapped your arms around Jason’s neck and pulled him in for a chaste kiss, pulling away as he chased your lips for more. Before you could come up with a comment to further tease him, you heard his friends call for him. The both of you jumped, trying to collect yourselves as Jason turned around and gave them an award winning smile, while you ducked your head and moved so they wouldn’t see you.

“Jason, we’re gonna head to Benny’s you comin’ or not? We invited some smokin’ cheerleaders.” Jason wrapped his arm around your shoulders, quickly coming up with a lie about going home to grab something and bring back more beers. Once the group pulled off, Jason turned his attention back to you.

“What do you wanna do baby?” Jason walked you to his car, his letterman thrown across your body. You climbed into his car, quickly warming up with the heater. “Mm anything really, we can hang for a while then you can go drink with your buddies if you want?” You smiled over at Jason, pulling his jacket closer to you.

“Nah, I don’t think I wanna celebrate with them this time. I oughta but, I think a championship deserves more than alcohol.” You giggled, wondering if Jason was as naive as he sounded. “Oh? What does a champion like you deserve that’s worth more than that?”

You wouldn’t push it just yet, waiting until you got home to go in for the biggest tease. “Mm not sure, beer does sound very valuable to a winner huh?”

Pulling into the driveway, you pretended to think about the question hangin in the air. Jason was quick to wrap his arm around you as he made his way to his room. Plopping down on his bed as you sat in front of him.

“I mean, if you really want to go with your teammates, it’ll be alright with me.” Good, why not play dumb, even with loads of sexual ideas piled in your mind. Why pass up on a perfect chance to finally have sex with your boyfriend? Under the guise of celebrating that is.

“No, I’d much rather spend time with you than them.” Jason smiled up at you, without a damn clue of the growing sexual tension. “I mean, I do have an idea on what we could do but as long as you’re okay with it.”

Jason was confused, you didn’t need his permission for an idea, it’s not like it was anything dangerous right? “Of course, you know I’m on board with all of your ideas.” It made your stomach flutter with nervousness.

You reached out to touch Jason’s knee, he cocked his head in confusion until you traced your fingers up his thigh. He swallowed, flushing with embarrassment as you gazed up at him through your lashes for approval. “Oh.. do you really want to..?”

Humming a soft ‘yes’ you tugged at his belt. Once Jason got the message, he quickly, and sloppily pulled it off. You pulled away, patting Jason’s legs so you could get into a lotus-esc position. “Take your khakis off.”

And Jason obeyed, sucking in a breath as you palmed him and reached into his boxers to grab his hard on. “You don’t have to Y/N..”

“Oh but I want to. You earned it Jason, enjoy it.” He nodded, jerking his hips into your hand as you began to slowly circle your thumb across his slit. He’d always thought about this moment, always imagined it being much more romantic than this but you both were already too far gone to start over.

You pulled Jason’s boxers down a bit further, going back to grab him. Hearing Jason’s breath hitch and shudder made you squirm in your pants. Dragging your fist up, you looked back up at Jason, watching as his face contorted.

He rested his head on you shoulder as your movements gained more fluidity. It was driving him insane, having you touching him so. Jason moaned into your ear as you gripped the base of his cock a little tighter. Fuck he didn’t if he was gonna last very long.

“Mm feels good. ‘So good to me.” Jason was surely drunk off of the pleasure. His words slurring was he grabbed your wrist and forearm. “M’ close.”

He bucked his hips up into your hand, knowing his release was going to hit him like a freight train. All he needed was your soft words of encouragement.

“Go ahead baby, I don’t mind.” You whispered into Jason’s shoulder, feeling him shiver before whining into your neck. You watched as cum dribbled down your knuckles and waited for Jason to catch his breath.

You pulled away, bringing your palm up to your mouth as you licked Jason’s release off of your skin. He groaned at the sight, before beginning to peel his shirt off. Encouraging you to do the same.

Jason pulled you back into his arms, beginning to press open mouthed kisses to your skin. You sighed say he dragged his teeth against your collarbone.

“We don’t have to have so much foreplay Jason.” If anything, foreplay was turning you off, you were already so riled up.

You laid down on Jason’s sheets, waiting for him to pull off your panties and his boxers. He was nervous, he didn’t wanna hurt you but he wanted you so much.

He pushed his tip into your already wet hole, trying not to moan as your pussy wrapped around his dick. You were wetter than he imagined, your sopping cunt was coating him in juices. It helped him push into you, his tip kissing your cervix as he fisted the sheets.

You let him know you were ready, and Jason began to drag his cock against your walls, forcing a soft moan out of your throat. He grabbed at your hips, trying to stabilize himself before he came too early.

He picked up a soft pace as you both got used to the feeling. Your soft whimpers and moans complimented his low grunts and pants. Jason was embarrassed, hearing loud, wet squelching come from your cunt as he picked up a deeper and harder pace.

You grabbed at his muscly arms, digging your nails into his skin as he thrusted into you. Gasping as he leaned foreword, angling your hips up to reach that extra sensitive part of your pussy.

“Mm baby, ‘feel so good, ‘love you so much.” Jason mumbled into your ear, finally letting out moans and whimpers as you wrapped your legs around his waist.

Jason’s thrusts were sloppy and unpaced, he could withstand hours of practice for sports but he could not last when it came to you. All that leg power and stamina had gone down the drain when you moaned into Jason’s ear and and wrapped your arms around his back and bucked your hips up into his pelvis.

Happy trail stimulating your clit as you neared your orgasm. You pawed at Jason’s hand, attempting to push it between the two of you as he rocked the bed. You showed him what you wanted and threw your head back as Jason’s calloused thumb rubbed figure 8’s on your clit.

“Right there Jason-baby, ‘love you too.” You pulled back, kissing Jason as you clenched your thighs around his hips, trapping him in your pussy as you clenched around him and came. Your muscles twitched as you felt Jason pick up his pace just for a moment before pushing you up against the headboard.

Humping your hips as he came again. Once you released Jason, he pulled out, cum coating his dick as he did his best to gather all of the remaining juices leaking from your hole before pushing it all back in.

Jason laid right next to you, panting as he look up at you dreamily. “How was that for celebrating?” You giggled, watching Jason blush again.

“It was amazing sweetheart, you were amazing, I love you.” You smiled at Jason, pushing back hair that was sticking to his forehead. “I love you too.”

He wrapped an arm around your torso, pulling you close to him as he stared off into space. “What do you wanna do now?” You grinned cherishly at him.

Still so thickskulled. “Dunno, we could always go again, you did win two games in a row right?” You climbed on top of Jason, watching as his eyes blew wide open. “Whatever you want.”

#stranger things season 4 #stranger things x reader #jason carver #jason carver x reader #jason carver smut #spotfiy #one of these nights #eagles

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Jason c

C - Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

I would say that Jason is definitely a cuddler, but it can be hard at times to determine the line between when he wants that contact because he feels it's something "that all couples do" and when he's doing it because he's seeking genuine connection and intimacy from his partner.

As with most things in Jason's life, he is constantly keeping up appearances. Worrying himself over how others will think of him. He always wants to be seen in a positive light and to be held in high regard. He holds high expectations for himself to meet these demands and most likely cracks when others aren't looking.

Jason would be a cuddler in the sense that if he knows others are around, he'd hold you close because he would want everyone to see your relationship as positive, strong, and loving. (Even if that's not exactly the case)... Jason would also be a vulnerable cuddler. He probably wouldn't phrase it that way. More like you are "his rock" that he would seek at times when he needs support. When his own ego isn't enough to hold him up. When his self-esteem wavers and he worries that the rest of the world will find him out. That no matter how hard he's worked, no matter how much he smiles, no matter how big his persona, that he's a phony and that no one will care about him in the end.

C - Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Jason strikes me as a guy who tries to keep his sexual activities tidy. Whether that's because he feels a twinge of Christian guilt for engaging in pre-marital sex or because of a personal preference, is still up for debate.

Jason is also very cautious, using condoms and pulling out, but it does give him a thrill when his partners have offered to forego protection. It sends an absolute rush down his spine and straight to his groin. That may be one reason why he enjoys a sloppy blow job.

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zombiewhor3 · 1 year

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SINNER

jason carver x fem reader

WARNINGS: contains smut, reader is 18, mentions of christianity, pervert jason, bold reader, virginity loss, masturbation, praying, religious jason, semi-public sex, car sex, mentions of porn, hand job, face slapping, dom reader, begging, implications of post smut.

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Jason never in his life thought he could end up like this, breaking the rules in the book he had known ever since he was a little kid. Going against the purposes of god by sinning.

His feelings towards the girl in the hellfire club also known as Eddie Munsons cult. He constantly told him self that there was something wrong him and that he couldn't be serious.

Jason didn't want to admit the fact that he was aroused by the girl, or he didn't want to admit the fact that he couldn't help but peak at her when she bent over to pick up something she clumsily dropped to the floor.

His eyes would trail the way her mini skirt rose slightly hoping that it was shorter so it would reveal more of her he couldn't help but draw his eyes to her cleavage when she was leaning against the lunch table her tight hell fire shirt with a perfectly cut v just showing off the right amount of her chest for him to drool over.

He was a strong believer of god himself praying internally to god each time his eyes drawed to her pleading inside his head over and over for god to forgive him.

How sometimes he would even whisper his prayers at the lunch table "lord please forgive me" he mumbled just quietly enough for his team mates not to hear.

As almost every hormone raging teenage boy he would touch himself stroking until he full filled his needy release.

But he wasn't like the others he didn't watch porn or flip threw play boy magazines he could only every jerk off to the thought of one girl the girl that his friends labeled one of the freaks.

He would gently stroke himself to the thought of her touching him like he imagined that it was her own hands instead of his.Just imagining how her hands could delicately pump his dick.

He knew this was to sinful to think about and he surely knew that it was to sinful to touch himself like this.

He had only heard that people who did this to them selves were sent to hell that's why he was careful with never being caught.

He only ever did it when no one was home or when everyone was fast asleep, his hands pumping up and down as he guiltily moaned into the crook of his elbow to muffle the noise.

always left satisfied and tingling and even needing another shower to wash away the sinful ribbons shot on his chest he felt guilty afterwards to.

thats why he constantly prayed begging to the man in the sky to give him forgiveness for his sins. He wasn't sure if this was normal, he didn't know if there was something wrong with him.

Something that had gone rotten in his brain ever since he first laid eyes on the girl. He felt disgusted by himself after his chest was covered in his own pathetic cum.

But it still couldn't stop him from being addicted to the dirty thoughts of her that lingered in his mind, the way his heart raced faster and the errection in this pants grew bigger until he shifted in them uncomfortably trying to hide away his arousal for her.

He would imagine things to, like any normal boy his age dirty things. No matter how many girls flirted with him or the amount of girls that crawled and pleaded for him to take them on dates,

nothing satisfied him enough like the thought of her did. He knew that it was wrong that if his friends found about his dirty secret he'd be labeled as a freak.

He stayed after school to maybe clear his mind ditching his friends so he could try and think about something other than girls.

So he started shooting baskets in the hawkins high school gym cursing softly under his breath as he missed the ball skimming the rim and bouncing off to the floor. He stopped for a few seconds to catch his breath combing threw his golden colored hair.

When he turned to see a girl peaking threw the window, it was her the girl in his fantastic the ones that he'd be shunned for if anyone ever found out. She tried to duck causing him to grow a smirk on my face.

The girl groaned opening the door to the gym hearing it slam behind her as it echoed throughout the gym. She wanted to look for a quiet place to do her homework and the gym was the only place open for that luxury.

Jason however tried to play off his gaze at her making a basket as he smiled softly at his little achievement.

"What's up freak" he hissed at her to keep his image up to make it look like he hated the girl but yet he still stared down at her thighs to where her skirt rose as she sat opening a binder he hadn't realized that she noticed his staring,

"your staring" she said calmly pulling out a pen from her backpack starting to write something down he shook his head from the way his eyes couldn't look away from her.

Feeling an errection grow just simply looking at her hands remembering what he did at night when the house was dead quiet what he did in his dimly lit room. His sinful fantasies about her he'd never forget.

His breathing started to increase knowing he couldn't push the bulge back down before he could turn around her eyes looked up at it her brows forming into a furrow her mind ran to other possibilities that she might he hallucinating at the boner or maybe It was just the way his pants looked.

He let out a soft sigh as his face filled with a crimson color as he tried to move his hands to cover the excitement he got from her, she simply put away her notebook, her pen dropped to the ground.

"fuck" she whispered softly bending over to pick it up this time her skirt was even shorter revealing part of her underwear as she could see Jason gulp nervously trying to clear his throat.

"your a fucking pervert" she remarked at his scoffing as he grabbed her belongings and left the gym still she peeked threw the window secretly at the boy smirking at him as he tried to shift his pants to get rid of his uncomfortable boner.

That night Jason was on the edge pleading softly to god as he bit his lip holding back his moans as his hands palmed him self forming around his dick that was hard just to the thought of her.

He sat on his bed wrapped in a towel his lights fully on so he could watch himself in the mirror as his hands shook around his aching dick still he imagined it was her instead of his hands.

How he wanted nothing more in the world than for her to touch him. He liked that he called her a pervert it made his hands bounce faster around him self it's what sent him over the edge feeling his sweet hot release as it squirted all over his chest his lip had a small bloody indent from where his teeth chewed it so hard he could taste the copper flavor of blood.

He was in need of another shower but he didn't care he wanted to touch himself more,

some nights it was like the devil had taken control of him because he would do it over and over again until the overstimulation left him panting and a shaky mess.

But yet when he was finished with his second shower and got into proper clothes he would still get on his knees.

he would plead for forgiveness until his knees started to ache from the wooden floor boards. "Lord please forgive me for my sins I'm so sorry" he would force him to repeat the words in fear of being shunned and sent down below for his dirty thoughts of the freak.

He wasn't the only one who thought dirty things about a fellow class mate, here laid y/n in her own bed bare still thinking about her interaction with Jason.

Her parents were church goers every Sunday they would try and force her to dress nice and would try to drag her to church but she always found a way to escape and rebel against their life style something they didn't approve of.

but she hadn't cared as much as Jason he knew better than to never rebel against his parents to their face and he knew to value every minute on those Sunday mornings he spent in church praying away at his sins.

She was labeled as a sinner to her parents they believed that she was the devils daughter because of the fantasy game she enjoyed, they hated the tattoo on her hip that she let Eddie Munson do during her junior year in high school.

She knew Jason's parents and he himself were proud members of the church something Jason enjoyed was praying to the lord worshiping him.

She knew that if someone asked her how much she despised Jason carver she would reply with the most hateful things about him,

but lying didn't help remove her fantasies about him touching her she imagined his coarse fingers spinning circles in her clit as she played with it herself.

She always made sure no one was home or she would wait till the house was silent her head buried into a pillow preventing people from hearing the way she was touching her self and the way it made her feel.

She to couldn't help her self with the crazy fantasies about him touching her or the dreams she had about bouncing on his dick until she came over and over again.

She would even would try and recreate it with her hair brush trying to full her fantasy to make it feel like it was real that it wasn't an object but yet it was his cock in her aching cunt.

She knew it was wrong because they were polar opposites she was a freak and he was a jock everyone in hawkins new those kind of people don't mix.

She still couldn't help but plummet two fingers inside of herself moaning his name softly into the softness of her pillow as she felt her climax close anytime she thought of the way he would gaze at her.

She was always left with her own juices dripping down her thigh using a wet washcloth to wipe away what the boy made her feel.

The way the heat in her core would pool when she saw him or even heard his name secretly sneaking into basketball games to watch him play even though she glimpsed at him for a few seconds her underwear started to grow wetter and wetter.

Thinking about him just made her fingers swirl faster and faster on her clit until she finally bursted her juices spilt onto her bed sheets forcing her to wash them for the 5th time this week.

The both of them practically were so desperate for each other the parallel was almost perfect between them because most nights when Jason was touching him self to the thought of her y/n was doing the same to the thought of him.

After school y/n had decided to stay to finish up some homework because last night was filled with nothing but her touching her self to the thought of the golden haired boy. The one who despised her and labeled her a freak.

She tried reaching for a book stepping on her tippie toes as her tits bounced at her failed attempt jumping in the tank top she was wearing, her skirt was raised a little to high to the point it was starting to show part of her ass.

Jason noticed this looking up from the math homework in front of him getting up from the wooden table chair taking in a deep breath trying not to stare at the bouncing tits and her ass making his way to her his arm easily being able to reach the book trying to hand it to her she scoffed at him watching his eyes trace down to her cleavage.

"I don't want anything your pervert hands have touched" she lied knowing she actually wanted his hands inside her.

he bit on his inner cheek trying to draw his eyes back up to her face noticing as she crossed her legs clenching them shut for friction causing him to smile at it rubbing over his face before gesturing for her to take the book while flashing an even brighter smile

She hesitantly took it from him tucking it under her arm she cleared her throat her brows furrowing at him almost like a sign for him to say something not just stare at her body in silence though she didn't mind his longing gaze at her body if they weren't in a public place where security cameras lurked in every corner she would probably reveal every inch of her body to him letting him do whatever he pleased.

They didn't have to worry about being seen because the library was practically empty except for the two of them.

"What are you doing here?" He asked leaning against the book shelf.

"Look your flirting tactics don't work with me I'm not like your other girlfriends" she retorted at him watching his tongue poke into the bottom of his lip staring at the action clenching feeling her legs even harder because she could feel her underwear was getting soaked and he had only done the slightest thing.

She sighed grabbing his arm pulling him into the parking lot where her car was the rain was pouring down on the both of them as they rapidly packed into the back of her car.

She started the engine turning up the heat since it was a cold day at Hawkins. Jason slipped off his jacket tossing it aside in the front seat. They remained quiet for a few minutes before she spoke up,

"can I ask you something?" She said as he gulped nervously turning her head to look at her as he replied with a simple nod of the head.

"Do you ever have dirty thoughts?" She asked opening her legs spreading them a little bit as she scooted closer.

"I g-guess why?" He asked her seeing as she formed a small smirk her lips tugging to side at his answer he thought it must've been the one she wanted.

"do you watch porn or look at it in magazines?" She asked scooting even closer to the boy who's hands fidgeted in his lap.

He wanted to just burst out into a confession about the way he sinned to the thought of her how the sticky liquid that coated his sheets and his hands was because of her but he knew he couldn't say those things not aloud at least.

"No" he replied to her watching her scoot even closer her skirt raised so high her full ass was almost visible to the horny teen his heart started to race as she could tell he was turned on because the bulge in his pants was growing he tried to move his hands to cover it.

"how do you you jerk off without porn? Do you imagine about a girl?" She was taunting him questions hoping for him to finally crack.

He couldn't even look at her his face turning a bright red as he turned his head towards the window filling the car with silence except for the rain pattering against the roof.

Y/n observed this reaching her hands to the hem of her skirt pulling it a little bit higher getting his attention as he tried to cover his eyes.

"Am I the mystery girl?" She teased in his ear as he finally had cracked. Like a criminal in an investigation he had reached his limit point snapping with the truth.

"Fuck yes! I'm sorry lord please forgive me" he exclaimed before turning to look at her,

"you are y/n I've been touching my self to the thought of you I know It sinful but I can't stop" he sounded like he was about to cry from how much he felt he let down god.

Y/n reached her hand pulling down his bottom layers teasing the tip of the dick with her finger tips as her hands wrapped around his dick he moaned aloud his hand resting on the foggy window on the side of him.

She moved into his lap pumping his cock in her hands he was finally able to know what her delicate hands felt like after all of this time imagining it.

"Oh lord f- please forgive me I have s-sinned!" He pleaded, "louder!" She hissed at him, he croaked loudly before trying again

"oh lord p-please forgive me I have sinned" he said once more.

However still she wasn't satisfied with how he wasn't following her orders, she removed one of her hands slapping him across the face he liked the feeling the way her hand left a stinging feeling on his cheek there was even a little hand print mark from where she struck him.

"LOUDER!" She yelled at him pumping faster hearing as his voice cracked making it harder for him to speak until finally he was able to get the words out,

"PLEASE FORGIVE LORD I HAVE SINNED!" the blonde boy cried out his hand banging against the window feeling his cock twitch in between her hands crying out in pleasure as he shot ribbons of the white liquid all over her hands and himself.

he groaned out in pleasure repeating the prayer over and over mumbling it as she cleaned up the mess lapping it up with her tongue jumping slightly as he licked the tip of his cock clean. right then he felt like he was going to come just from the sight of her actions.

He hadn't known what to do next watching her strip her clothes revealing her bare skin to him watching as she pulled off her thong teasing him with it, of course Jason had seen naked women his friends would show him play boy magazined but y/n was different he didn't know how to react to her bare body sitting in his lap waiting for him to use it yet his eyes still wandered all over the place he didn't know what part of her to look at wether he wanted to stare at her tits or her pussy was unclear.

Of course Jason was a virgin he planned on losing his virginity when he got married because that's what his parents had forced on him and that's what god wanted.

But now he didn't care anymorehe just wanted to fuck the girl in front of him he wanted to see how her tits bounced up and down she wanted to feel tight she was and he wanted to reveal how needy he actually was for her to finally have someone else other than him know his sinful secret.

She nibbled at his ear teasing him slightly as his hands felt on her body squeezing her breasts getting a loud moan from her in response as he flicked at her nipples he had never touched a woman's breasts before so the sensation to him was like a child on Christmas who had gotten all the toys they wanted. He imagined what hers would feel like imaging how soft they would be and boy was he right if he could describe the feeling he would say that it's like clouds because of how soft her skin was in his hands.

"Jason do you wanna fuck me" she said to him trying to arouse him even more by grabbing his dick hearing him groan out his voice cracked making it hard to speak he was shocked at her confidence about sex.

He knew the answer right away when she asked the question of course he wanted to fuck her he had dreams about it almost every night he dreamed that he was bending her over the table in front of that hooligan and just fucking her so hard that she screamed.

"lord please forgive me for what I'm about to do" he looked up and then back at her entering her as she clenched her eyes shut for it was her first time to.

"Naughty boy" she spoke to him hearing the words made his heart race he felt like he was going to explode at her words.

She winced as he was inside of her, her body bouncing on top of his the only privacy available was the steam that covered the windows covering their vulnerability though she had no fear of someone seeing her like this Jason was the one who was worried.

"Oh god pl- fuck!" He moaned loudly this was even better than he had imagined she was warm and tight Inside fucking him much better than his hand could ever,

her cries for how good his cock felt inside of her made him twitch throughout his whole body.

It felt so fucking good is what he wanted to scream but he was trying to watch his language because the man in the sky was watching and lurking for sinners to be sent down to hell where Jason had feared the most because it was where the devil had rested

The girl however hadn't cared about her actions she knew it felt so good this was better than her fingers or her hair brush,

this was her fantasy in real life all those wet dreams she had that would leave the bed sheets beneath her soaked was finally all coming true every single detail.

Now here she was screaming his name on the verge of one of the hardest orgasms she ever had in her whole damn life.

She could feel herself close as his fingers traced onto her clit she moaned at him for more as he sped up his pace, surprisingly for a innocent boy like Jason he was good at what he was doing.

the way his dick was buried inside of her made her scream out his name in pleasure as he did the same except praying in between she enjoyed watching him beg for forgiveness it even turned her on hearing him plead like that.

He slammed into her faster his fingers tracing her clit as a rapid pace he could feel his own orgasm close to him feeling as his cock twitch inside the girl who was still riding him her tits bouncing against his bare toned chest.

"I need to cum!" She whimpered loudly at him he knew soon he would come so he sped up his speed inside of her fucking his dick into her harder hearing her whine out for more of him.

Now there was no more silence because the car was now filled with sin however it was lustful and beautiful the way their bodies rocked together like missing puzzle pieces being reunited into a beautiful picture.

"FUCK!" She screeched loudly with no shame unlike the boy below her she felt as her legs quaked she couldn't keep bouncing on him anymore slowly stopping as her climax hit her,

but she felt him cum inside of her sending the pleasure of his heat threw her body making a moan escape from both of their throats softly, they were both panting harshly.

Jason immediately had pulled up his pants closing his eyes starting to pray,

"please forgive me god I'm so sorry I sinned by preforming in adultery please forgive me" she heard him repeat his words over and over until he finally couldn't breathe his mind in a blur from repeating it.

He still watched as y/n slipped back on her clothes watching as her ass was finally covered by the short fabric of her skirt Jason was still turned on by this the way he looked turned him on either way if even if she was fully clothed.

The two looked over at each other, y/n rolled her eyes clapping her hands together as she prayed the lord to forgive her for her sins just to please Jason he smiled at her softly. "Good" said patting her on the knee.

"Good"

She replied back to the golden hair boy admiring him as he fixed his messy hair, she laid her head in his lap as he played with her hair combing it threw his fingers.

Ever since the two of them fucked each other that night they had been secretly meeting every Monday night because their parents usually volunteered at the church so it was the perfect opportunity for them to do a "Bible Study" however the two became to grow closer to each other.

Of course they still prayed after re enacting their naughty fantasies about one and other, y/n did it just to please Jason to make him feel better about what they did in the dark the secrets that only the both of them know.

The sinful secrets that would be kept into their hearts until death.

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corrodedhawkins · 2 years

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You Want Something, Freak?

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Jason Carver

CW: 18+ (minors DNI), language, enemies to…still enemies, mean dom!Eddie, sub!Jason, hate fucking, degradation, blow job, impact play (face slapping), hair pulling, crying, begging, rimming, orgasm control/denial, spit (in Jason’s mouth and as lube) under-prepped unprotected anal sex, praise.

A/N: literally nobody asked for this, I basically wrote this for me and that’s okay

Eddie hoists himself up onto the lunch table, walking to the other end as he addresses his peers.

“As long as you’re into band, or science, or parties”, he mocks. His voice rises, tone turning more aggressive. “Or a game where you toss balls into laundry baskets”, he yells, directly at the table full of jocks.

Jason, the captain of the basketball team, rises from his spot at the head of the table.

“You want something, freak?” he sneers up at him.

Eddiee throws up devil horns, eyes going wide as he makes demon noises, tongue out and flailing.

They stare at each other for a moment, Jason glaring as Eddie’s arms fall away from his head, a playful smirk on his lips.

“Prick”, Jason mutters as he turns back to his table.

“You called me a prick and a freak today, if I remember correctly”, he murmurs, hands clasped behind his back as he slowly circles the man on his knees, ass sitting on his heels.

“M’sorry, sir”, Jason says hurriedly, eyes cast to the ground.

His hands sit palms down on his thighs, head bowed just like he’s been taught.

Eddie chuckles, “oh, you will be.”

He circles him again, chuckling to himself as he watches him fidget in anticipation of what’s to come.

Finally, he stops in front of him, fully expecting Jason to look up at him. He doesn’t. He’s learning only to do as he’s told.

“Stupid fucking jock”, Eddie murmurs. The only confirmation he gives that he heard the insult is the way he visibly shivers. “Look at me”, he orders.

Jason’s head snaps up to look at him, eyes wide with fear and want.

“Take my cock out.”

His hands are on Eddie’s belt immediately, undoing it and his jeans, pulling him out to bob inches from his mouth.

His lips part automatically, tongue poking out to trace his bottom lip, earning a chuckle from Eddie as he watches his mouth practically water.

“Who knew the captain of the basketball team was so cock hungry? Is that why you’re on the team in the first place, so you can be in the locker room, have access to dick whenever you need it?”

“No”, Jason whines, eyes still fixed on Eddie’s cock.

Eddie backhands him, heavy rings bruising his cheekbone.

He moans at the smack, hips bucking up, seeking friction he won’t get.

“No?”, he taunts, bending down to flick Jason’s hard cock down and away from his belly before it springs back up again, a string of precum catching on Eddie’s finger. “You’re not desperate for cock? Desperate for my cock in your mouth right now?”

Jason shakes his head.

“I think you’re lying.” He crowds into his space to whisper into his ear. “I think you need this more than you realize.”

His eyes squeeze shut, brow furrowed.

Eddie stands up straight, looming over him. “Oh, don’t be embarrassed, sweetheart”, he tries to make his voice sound as sickeningly sweet as possible.

His hand cups his cheek, thumb swiping over the mark from his rings. “You can’t help how much you need it, you poor little slut.”

Jason’s head falls, eyes opening to focus on the floor in front of him.

His tone changes, the soft, sweet voice turning rough and forceful. “Look at me”, he commands.

He whines but doesn’t move.

“I said”, Eddie grabs his hair and wrenches his head back, “fucking look at me.”

Jason’s eyes go wide, blinking up at him as his chest heaves, out of breath though he’s barely been touched.

“Here’s what’s going to happen”, Eddie says, tone condescending and mean. “You’re going to suck my cock real nice, and if I think you’ve earned it I’ll fuck you. How’s that sound?”

He nods as much as he can with Eddie’s fingers still clenched in his hair.

“Words”, he prompts.

“Y—yes. Sounds good, sir”, he breathes.

The hold on his hair is released with a rough shove, a flash of pain washing over his features.

He taps the head of his cock on Jason’s cheek, watches him wince as he does it again, harder this time against the bruise forming on his cheekbone.

“Tell me how bad you want it”, he taps the head against his lips, pulling back just before his tongue can swipe over the slit.

“Want it—so bad, please”, he gasps out.

Eddie grabs his face roughly, hand splayed under his chin, thumb pressing into the hinge of his jaw. “Open.”

Mouth open wide, he stares up at him expectantly.

Leaning down, he spits directly into Jason’s waiting mouth, only giving him enough time to make a small, wrecked sound in the back of his throat when it hits his tongue before Eddie’s slamming his cock inside.

His pace is merciless, hands on the back of his neck to hold him in place as he fucks into the tight heat of his throat.

He fucks in hard and deep, the gross, wet sounds of his cock hitting the back of his throat and pushing beyond spur him on, throbbing when Jason gags or sputters around him.

He’s doing his best to breathe through his nose and relax his throat, but Eddie’s so big and thick and mean, doesn’t give him a second to catch his breath.

After a particularly brutal gag, Eddie pulls him off before he’s dragging him over to his bed.

He pushes him down onto his front and yanks him back by his legs to pull him to the very edge of the mattress.

Jason manages to get his knees under himself, resting on his forearms as he waits.

Eddie spreads his cheeks apart and spits, wet and messy against his hole.

He whimpers, hole fluttering at the sensation. He feels the spit pool in the dip of his hole before dripping down over his balls.

Eddie spits again, this time leaning in to jab his tongue into his hole. Jason wails, back arching as he presses his ass back into his face.

He grabs his hips and keeps him still, loosening the ring of muscle every time his tongue breaches him. It’s wet and sloppy and kind of gross, Jason thinks as his face heats as he listens to him slurp and moan into his asshole.

Pulling back, he spits on his hole one last time, another glob of spit dribbled and slicked over his cock. He sinks into Jason without warning, a low groan on his lips as his tight, hot heat envelops him.

“What do you say?”, Eddie asks immediately, knowing full well all Jason can think about is the burn he must be feeling from taking him with such little prep.

Jason sucks in a deep breath, trying to focus on his words. “Thank you, sir. Thank you for giving me your cock.”

Eddie hums, pulling back to drag his cock out slowly, letting him feel every inch before ramming back in, fast and hard.

“Who do you belong to?”, he asks, pace already quick and punishing, not giving him enough time to adjust.

Jason whimpers, bottom lip bitten between his teeth, “you.”

Eddie slams into him harder, gripping his ass cheeks to spread them apart, making room for him to fuck in deeper.

“And who’s ass is this?”

He sobs, back arching as Eddie slides even deeper. “Yours, it’s your ass, sir.”

“What a good fucking slut, knowing who you belong to.”

Jason shivers at the praise, head falling between his shoulders as he lets out a string of broken moans.

Eddie’s thrusts quicken, hips pistoning into him. “Talk to me like that again and next time I’ll bend you right over the jock table and fuck this ass so hard you cry, in front of everyone. Understood?”

“I under-fuck-I understand”, he cries, legs shaking as his orgasm builds.

Eddie knows, reaching around to grab the base of his cock, hard enough to hurt.

Jason sobs, fucking back onto him frantically, the sounds of his needy whimpers filling the room.

A cruel laugh escapes Eddie, “you can try all you want, all you’ll do is tire yourself out. Though I do love watching how desperate you get for it.”

Letting go of Jason’s cock, he wraps his hands around his neck, linking his fingers together right under his jaw. He pulls him backwards, forcing his back to arch uncomfortably as he whispers filth into his ear.

“You cum when I say you do, you pathetic fucking slut, not a moment before”, he growls.

Jason’s openly crying now, nodding to let him know he understands. He’s doing his best to hold off his orgasm, hands reaching back to grip the sides of Eddie’s thighs.

“Does it feel that good, pretty boy? Are you so relieved you finally got what you needed that you’re crying?” Eddie can feel the gulping sobs bubbling from his throat under his palms.

“Yes”, he hisses, “feels so good.”

Eddie hums, using the hold on his throat to pull him back, splitting him open on is cock as he continues to rut back into every thrust.

“Please”, Jason pleads, sobs wracking his body. “Please let me cum. I—I need it.”

He huffs into his neck, low, breathy groans muffled into his skin. “I need you to do something for me, first.”

“Anything”, Jason promises. He’s practically delirious with the need to cum.

“Tell me who the real freak is, here.”

He immediately complies. “Me”, he whispers, so soft that Eddie barely heard it.

“Sorry, couldn’t hear you.” He continues to thrust into Jason, his rhythm faltering as he gets closer and closer to cumming.

“Me…it’s me. I’m the freak”, Jason admits.

Eddie releases his neck, letting him fall face first into the matters, ass still hiked up for him to use.

“Good boy. Cum.”

Jason screams, body pulling taught before his orgasm finally hits. He shakes, legs giving out from under him as he falls apart.

The tight, rhythmic clutch of his hole is what sends Eddie over the edge, plastering himself to Jason’s back as he ruts into him, a loud groan leaving his lips as he fills him.

He rolls off of him, grabbing his letterman jacket and throwing it at him. “Let’s go, Mr. peaked-in-high school”, he says as he pulls on his own jeans.

Jason makes a garbled noise, clearly not able to get up yet.

Eddie huffs, grabbing his notebook off of his bedside table before flopping down on the other end of the bed. He clicks his pen, tapping it onto the page. “Fine. Five minutes, but then you gotta go.”

The next day at school, Jason calls him a freak three times, Eddie smirking every time.

Not doing my usual taglist bc idk if any of you are interested in this

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munsonsskinnyjeans · 2 years

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UNGODLY

THE SC IN THIS CHAPTER INCLUDES:

!fem! reader is 18, talk of losing virginity, mentions of self masturbation, pervert Jason, hand job, penetrative sex, (fem receiving), teasing, breast play, fingering, dirty talk, hickies, corruption kink, lots of talk about religion (Christianity), mommy kink, consumption of fluids, begging, hair pulling, (cum only), degrading/praising, !DOM READER X SUB JASON! Use of the words: pervert, baby, sweetheart, sweetie, sugar.

y/n sat back next to the one and only Jason Carver she had her legs crossed so it wouldn't reveal the contents underneath her best church dress.

the blue and white floral print stopping at the middle of her knee caps and a white cardigan was neatly worn over it to show less skin almost as a sign of a respect to the man who died on the cross.

Her eyes glanced over at Jason who had his eyes closed like the rest of the people filling the wooden rows of seats.

"what are you doing?" He hissed gesturing to y/n's feet a blatant sign of disrespect to God.

"What the fuck does it look I'm doing?" She bit back folding her arms watching Jason close back his eyes his hands rested flat onto each other

"that's disrespectful y/n show some respect"

he gestured to the man on the cross that rested in-front of them behind the pastor preaching something from the cherished brown book resting on the snow colored podium.

she rolled his eyes at the comment watching his lips moving to form the words the pastor was saying,

When the prayer ended everyone opened their eyes sinking back into their seats she could feel Jason's eyes lingering on her body from the flats on her feet to the white headband resting in her hair,

he looked away shifting in his seat, he was about to speak but his mother took away the chance saying her own series of words,

"kids we have some adult time from 5-12 you should be fine at their house right with y/n"

y/n bit down slightly on her tongue thinking about the fact she would have to spend the next 8 hours alone with Jason probably being his shitty baby sitter even though they were both 18.

she wasn't happy about it but yet almost intrigued of course she had been to the carvers house but never for this long maybe she'd fine one of Jason's secrets something about how his mind worked intrigued y/n her mind forced her to think about it constantly.

she forced a pearly smile onto her face straightening her dress out and clapping her hands together down in-front of her stomach.

y/n pulled out the Bible from underneath the row showing her the pink ribbon her mother bought her that she used as a bookmark for a Bible she barely touched.

"I have the perfect chapter we can start with" y/n spoke her hands tapping on the Bible pressed into her hands.

"Isn't she an angel?" Y/n's father asked resting a hand onto her shoulder she could feel the palm squeeze down onto her shoulder shaking her lightly.

"Yes she really is I'm sure you two will have fun doing your study" his mother replied with a joyful smile eager to see how well y/n was behaved.

Y/n laid back onto her bed she watched Jason sit back into the chair pulling out his Bible resting it onto the cotton white color of her desk spinning around in the light pink desk chair of hers his legs man spread while he tugged on the collar of his polo shirt.

Y/n held a magazine in her hands flipping threw the shiny pages delicately once again his eyes were lingering all over her body she could feel them practically burning into her skin,

she of course had changed from her church clothes into a little more something her she was glad to have brought a bag with a change of clothes so she could get out of the unbreathable itchy shit her mom forced her to wear

but she still never complained to keep her image up.

She was purposefully wearing a plaid skirt that she knew was a little to short for her it was so short that when she bent over you could see the cherry red color lace of her panties.

Jason looked up at y/n who stood up 'accidentally' knocking an object from his dresser.

his eyes trailed down to the panties now visible when she bent over the imprint of her ass flashing him ever so slightly a dry feeling in his mouth and yet he still felt like he could drool at the sight.

He had fantasies about y/n ever so crazy fantasies to say he could imagine her tits pressed against him while he fucked her into an oblivion.

he had the wet dream of pushing her up against the desk in an empty classroom imagining the feeling of her hand wrapped around his cock ever so delicately wondering how much her mouth could take of him or even the fact he wondered what her pussy would feel like.

He could imagine it'd be warm and soaked for him that she would clench around his cock so hard he would be afraid to pull out in fear of not being able to slide back in.

Jason was a virgin but it didn't stop him from jacking off, he started to simple porn like the women who flashed their perky tits in play boy magazines or he tried jerking off to the thought of them but it didn't work

nothing would get him more hard than y/n nothing even would rile him as much as her. Just the thought of her tits or maybe even seeing what she wore underneath her best church dresses was a mystery to him a mystery that turned him on so much he would jerk off to the fantasy of it.

the thought of her short skirts that raised up almost so high sometimes you could see the lace of her underwear.

He could croak out his muffled sobs into his elbow begging for forgiveness with every stroke on his cock and every dirty thought he had of her,

he liked feeling the ribbons of cum shoot all over his chest leaving him tingling and in need of another shower.

Y/n put her Bible away into the drawer sitting on her bed she crossed her legs watching Jason's eyes trade down to the flesh onto her thighs,

"what about our Bible study?" He stammered nervously watching y/n shift a little

her nipples were visible threw the white tank top she was wearing the outline of her perky tits was driving him crazy

"I'm not doing that bull shit" y/n scoffed rolling her eyes.

"Then what are we doing?" Jason stammered

Jason could feel her straddle him on the desk chair he thought this was some sort of sick mind game his brain was playing on him "mmm baby look" she spoke her hand reaching down to palm his boner

"Tell me Jason do you ever have fantasies or thoughts like this?" She whispered into his ear hearing him let out another soft whimper for her.

"I- um it's dirty y/n what about" he pointed to the cross that hung on his wall right above his bed.

"Tell me" she grabbed the tightness in his pants feeling him let out another whine at her touch, he was so needy for more he prayed inside of his head for his sins before he managed to croak out a yes

"Jason tell me more I want to hear everything you can pray away your sins after or during I don't care" she gave him doe eyes almost like an act of innocence like she was the angel everyone had perceived her out to be but y/n was basically the complete opposite,

"w-well I-" he was croaking from the pressure of his cock throbbing inside his pants he looked down at it before looking at y/n who had her tits in her hands her nipples peeked threw the thin white fabric.

"c'mon spit it out" she huffed at him pouting her lip.

"it's only about a girl, that's all" he couldn't even look her in the eyes anymore from how ashamed he was feeling this way,

"tell me more about this girl is it Chrissy?" she watched Jason's cheek turn to a crimson red the color of her mothers roses in the garden his eyes looked away and back to her tits like he was drawn to them

"oh baby is it me is that your little crush?"

Jason bit his lip letting out a exasperated groan like he had been holding it in for decades y/n lifted his chin up so he would look up into her eyes instead of her perked nipples and the cleavage visible threw the neck line cut out of her shirt.

"y-yes" Jason answered her question feeling her hand pat him on the cheek softly with a cheeky smirk she moved her hands down to fumble with his belt hearing the metal clank against the desk chair and onto the hardness of the wooden tile floor.

her hands slipped down his khakis so gently he barely even felt it under her hands had tore off his boxers revealing how hard he truly was for her.

"god you're pathetic Jason" she huffed gripping his cock in one of her hands harshly she felt it twitch under the pressure of her hand

his hands wandered to hold onto her waist which she quickly slapped away "I didn't say you could touch me you don't do anything unless you ask" she hissed at him brushing a piece of his golden locks away from his forehead.

He could feel his body heating up with the varsity jacket still wrapped tightly around his body and with every stroke of her hand on his cock it felt like the room was shrinking

like the air was being ripped from it, like y/n was greedily consuming all of the air but he enjoyed it he liked being told what to do and how to do things it's what he had been told his entire life.

She let out a mouthful of her warm spit onto his cock he felt it cover the tip mixing with the pre-cum he had leaking from inside him he let out a whine at the warm sensation bucking his hips upwards for her to even just touch him,

she chuckled at his neediness before forming her hands around his cock sliding up and down so viciously that he gripped both sides of the chair

his head thrown back so far he felt his neck was going to be snapped in half while his body trembled ever so slightly under her sloppy touch,

"look at me" she ordered watching his head turn back to face her his eyes met hers his pupils dilated at the sight of y/n on her knees playing with his dripping cock laced with her spit this was even better than his fantasies.

She was teasing him so well to see if he would snap at her maybe get rough with her but in all truth Jason never had that kind of courage

he was a fucking pathetic virgin.

Y/n licked a stripe up his cock almost like he was a lollipop she had been dying to try, she fit his full cock into her mouth feeling her eyes prickle with tears while she bobbed her head feeling her knees start to ache against the cold floor

Jason's hands wanted to wander maybe to reach underneath her skirt or to reach out to grab those pretty tits of hers but what was more important was the fact he was about to shoot his load down her pretty throat,

"f-fuck please let me cum please" he was begging his hands banging pathetically against the arm rests of the chair so hard he was in fear he'd break it.

Y/n hummed a yes against his cock her nails digging into the moaning mess of a boys bare thigh her nails leaving soft crescent shape imprints.

She could feel the warm sensation of his salty cum being shot down her throat he watched her pull away swallowing the load from him before wiping her lips clean making sure to lick her fingers clean.

Jason was left whimpering and sensitive he was also left wanting more of her dirty touch.

"m-mommy please" he choked on his words accidentally spilling out another one of his dirty fantasies to her, yet she hadn't mind except she felt something flutter in her pussy hearing the words.

"could you get anymore needy big boy?" She whispered aloud yanking him by his jacket up out of the chair and onto his dark blue bed sheets

the ones he had just changed from grey to blue last night because he left his pathetic white ribbons all over the dark cotton.

She stripped off the rest of the clothes until he was fully exposed yet Jason didn't say anything except he was whining at her whining as a signal for her to touch him,

he watched y/n tease him by stripping off her clothes until she was only left in the cheeky red thong of her panties.

"what's my name Jason come on don't be shy" she had her hands resting so diligently on the side of his throat that he lifted his head back so she'd give him more of just the subtle touch of her fingers.

"mommy" he gulped his eyes looking into hers the light blue now covered by the darkness of his pupils that had increased inside finally seeing her true bare form sitting in-front of him.

"what do you want Jason? Do you want me to fuck you right here?"

He was so pathetic that he couldn't even let out more than a low whimper reaching out to touch her but she pinned down his hands against the mattress watching him lick his chapped lips.

"I'm gonna need more than a dirty whine baby"

"Please m-mommy fuck me!" Jason whimpered louder feeling y/n rest her hands on the abs chiseled into his torso slipping off the fabric of her thong and resting down her cunt onto his cock taking in just the tip to tease her with her flowing juices.

He gripped the bed sheets because he knew he was so eager to feel her pussy sink down on his cock but he also knew it came at a price

not only would the golden haired boy lose his virginity in perhaps the most sinful way but he would half to beg in order to get what he craved to get the type of attention and touch he needed.

She had decided she liked hearing his whimpers, she'd listen to them all day if she could because the rumbling sound of his raspy voice filled the room with lustful sin.

yet y/n was enjoying every part of breaking her "angel streak" like she was finally breaking free from the life her parents forced her to live.

"beg for me Jason I want to hear it" she let out a low moan teasing her entrance on his cock feeling her juices mix with the spit and cum leftover on his cock.

"please fuck me mommy I can't take the teasing anymore it's fucking killing me" Jason whined loudly at the girl.

the sound of his begging sent a flutter down her stomach and into her pussy just as his knuckles turning a bright white while he gripped the thin cotton fabric of his bed sheets.

Without warning y/n sank down fully onto his cock embracing all of his length inside of her dripping cunt, she started to jump up and down holding onto the flat surface of Jason's torso feeling his abs skim over the tips of her finger tips.

"Please let me touch you" Jason whined looking up at y/n's tits bouncing right in-front of him almost like he was surrounded by lust he couldn't keep himself away from he was wanting to touch every part of her.

he wanted to run his coarse hands down her body to explore her learn more about how good it felt to partake in her sin.

"touch me pretty boy come on you can do it" y/n croaked out feeling the tip of his cock reach her inner stomach filling her pussy to the brim,

she had never expected Jason to be this big in all of her fantasies she had dreamed about Jason fucking her into an oblivion finally breaking through his layer of innocence.

But this was even better hearing him beg to be touched turned her on more than anything she had ever heard it was almost just enough for her to cum.

She could feel Jason's cock twitch inside of her knowing he was close to spilling his seed.

"mommy please let me cum" he begged pathetically while his hands roamed her body squeezing her delicate breasts and skimming his fingers over her sensitive nipples.

"oh f-fuck cum for me" y/n gasped feeling her own orgasm chasing just seconds behind her.

Her eyes started to roll into the back of her head so far she could probably see her rotten brain her legs trembled like the ground in Hawkins during an earthquake

she spazzed all of her juices onto his shakey cock feeling his warm seed fill up her greedy cunt that clenched around him to take in all of his sticky embrace.

"Fuck!" He shouted hearing y/n pant slowly slipping off of his cock and leaving him coated in their juices mixing together, "Jason" she mumbled still dazed and slightly cock drunk.

She was on her stomach her back arched while she reached out slowly with her mouth to lick him clean of the juices flooded on his member licking her lips clean from the desirable taste.

Jason's hands had let go of her breasts now looking at the marks he had left from gripping them so harshly "oh god i-i'm so sorry" he gasped looking at the redness that appeared on her body.

Y/n smiled feeling her pussy accidentally skim his cock when she laid back, "don't apologize" she whispered to him her fingers playing with the edge of his golden tips, he was still out of breath.

"what am I gonna do with you pretty boy?"

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skvlly-idk · 11 months

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Jason Carver X Named Reader!

A/N: before i start this, any hate will be deleted. I don't care if you dislike the character. go read a different one. Jason is 18 in this

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Please don’t translate, no permission to repost any of my writing anywhere, and do not copy and claim it as your own.

Warnings: smut, drugs (marijuana), smoking, drinking

Pairings: Msub!Jason x F!Reader

18+! If you continue reading, you are acknowledging that you are 18+ and that you have read the warnings.

"Hey," Jason smiled at me as I walked in his room.

"Hi," I smiled back awkwardly. "Your mom let me in."

"I see." He laughed a little, sitting at his computer.

"So, I heard Derek was having a party. Wanna go?" I asked, crossing my arm over the other slightly as I rocked back and forth a bit.

"Yeah, what time?" He looked at me.

"Uh, 10:30 I believe."

He nodded, standing up to get ready since it was almost 10 anyways.

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We arrived at the party a little late just so we wouldn't be the first ones there.

Jason grabbed my hand gently before he led us through the crowd, trying to find Patrick.

Someone screamed right in my ear and suddenly I didn't want to be here anymore. Everyone was so loud.

"Patrick!" Jason yelled, finally noticing him and the others chugging drinks.

"Yo, Jason." Chance laughed before looking at me, his smile fading slightly. "And Melanie."

I smiled awkwardly, raising my eyebrows. "Hi."

The boys joked around and talked for awhile, I stood aside and listened, twiddling my thumbs slightly.

"Hey, i'm gonna go get something to eat. I'll be back." I said to Jason. He nodded in response.

As I walked over there I stumbled into Steve.

"Sorry," I mumbled.

"You're alright," He replied, walking past quickly.

My eyebrows furrowed before I continued to the food table. Once I got over there I immediately smiled, grabbing a cookie.

"Jesus they have everything." I mumbled, grabbing a little plate and putting a few snacks on there like more cookies, chocolate, etc. I placed my original cookie on the plate as well.

"I shouldn't be eating like this." I mumbled again, laughing a little before I took a bite of the cookie.

Once I finished my plate, I threw it all away before grabbing a water bottle and chugging it.

I still wanted to leave but I guess the snacks were good. They had other food as well but I didn't want anything else.

As I finished off my water bottle I felt Jason come up behind me and wrap his arms around my waist.

"You okay?" He asked, leaning his head over my shoulder.

"Mhm," I smiled a little.

"You wanna hit this?" He asked, passing me a blunt.

I took it from him, "thanks." He smiled before picking me up by my waist, I laughed a little as he carried me over to the couch they were all on. He placed me down by the couch before we sat together.

I took a drag of the blunt a few times before passing it to Andy.

"I didn't know you smoked, Mel?" Patrick said.

"I do sometimes." I replied.

He nodded before turning to Chance and laughing over a joke. There were about 15 to 17 people over by the couches all smoking and laughing together.

I pressed my back against the couch before grabbing Jason's arm and laying against him.

His head laid on mine for a second before he lifted it back up.

I looked over at Chance to see some girl all over him. He laughed a bit before standing up with her. "I'll see y'all later." He chuckled, walking away with the girl.

A small laugh came from me before I sat up a little, letting go of Jason's arm.

"Pfft, I wish I was Chance right now." Patrick laughed loudly.

"Me too." Andy chuckled.

I bit my lip slightly, Jason probably thinks the same thing just doesn't want to say it.

My thoughts were stopped when I heard my name being called.

"What?" I asked turning to Jason. "Sorry.

"I asked if you were okay? You're being a little quiet."

"Yeah i'm alright. Just a little tired." I smiled.

He nodded and smiled softly before taking a hit from the bong.

As he was hitting it, I caught myself looking at him. My eyes trailing his body. He passed the bong over to some other guy.

My body leaned against him slightly. "We should go do something. If you catch my drift." I whispered in his ear, smiling a little.

His eyebrows rose for a second before standing up and smiling.

"We'll be right back." Jason told everyone, grabbing my hand and walking through the crowd with me. I heard the group laughing about it.

"Right here." He said, opening a door and pulling me into the room.

"Who's room is this?" I asked.

"A guest room. I've been here a few times."

I nodded as I watched him pull off his jacket. He walked over to me and pulled me into a kiss, his left hand meeting the side of my face.

I melted into the kiss before he walked us over to the bed, barely breaking it.

He finally broke the kiss to sit on the bed, pulling his pants down.

I slipped my pants off as well before he grabbed my hands gently and pulled me on top of him.

A small breath escaped my lips as he pulled my underwear to the side and lined himself up.

"You ready?" He asked, looking at me.

I nodded before he entered me.

A small moan came from me as he grunted slightly.

My arms wrapped around his neck, pushing myself further onto him.

"Jesus." He mumbled under me, his lips connecting with my neck as his hands grabbed my waist.

My hips rolled slightly as I moved up and down a little.

The music blasted in the distance while I whimpered a little. Him trailing kisses down my neck.

I felt his hands grip my waist harder before he started moving me himself.

"Oh fuck." My breath hitched slightly the moment I felt my high coming on. My hands began to pull on the back of his shirt while he moaned a little.

His hands started moving up my body, from my hips to my tits within seconds, gripping them through my shirt gently.

I removed my hands from around him as he brought his face up from my neck to look at me. My hands met the sides of his face while I held it and looked in his eyes. His hair slightly messy, eyes vulnerable.

Our lips locked after a few seconds, desperately trying to pull each other closer. "I'm gonna cum." I whimpered into the kiss.

"Me too." He mumbled, breaking the kiss and dropping his head to look down.

My body started to twitch slightly as I was extremely close.

Slight whimpers came from under me before his head came back up and his eyes closed, gripping my waist again.

I felt my walls tighten around his dick as I came, faint moans escaped my lips as I continued grinding, riding my high out completely.

He started to moan a bit before he pulled me off of him. I quickly got on my knees infront of him, placing his dick in my mouth. My tongue swirled around him before he grabbed the back of my head and pushed me down further, cum shooting to the back of my throat.

He bopped my head down a few more times before letting go. Now removing myself off of him.

His stomach twitched a couple times through his shirt as he looked down at himself.

He quickly looked back up and grabbed my hands, pulling me closer.

"You okay?" He asked, looking up at me.

I nodded, smiling a little. He smiled in return before standing up as well and kissing me.

We both quickly got dressed before exiting the room together and returning to everyone.

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webbedsaysgetalife · 2 years

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Jasons mouth lay agape as sweet moans left his lips. Y/n was topping this daddy dom and laying kisses on his sweet 7 incher. “Oh, y/n~ so good” He moaned, cock twitching. Y/n shifted, she moved her mouth and focused on Jasons hairy balls. Jason was shocked and so horny he almost shot his load right there and then. You licked and sucked his balls so nicely. “Oh my god Y/n… I’m so… close.” he moaned. You quickly moved your hand to his shaft and moved it up and down. “Fuck! f-fuck.. Y/n I’m… c-cumming~ “ Jason screamed as he emptied his load. Once he came down from his high, you got up from your knees and grabbed him by the face. “Oh jasey, am I better than Chrissy?” Y/n asked. “Yes Mommy!” Jason said, tired out. “Good.” “Round 2?” He asked. You agreed and he went down on you…

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hawkins-high86 · 1 year

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Title: the spy lol

Parings: y/n hopper and Jason carver an/don’t @ me I really like mason dye just hear me out an/ hopper is not in Russia an/ y/n and Jason are long time friends but you been dating for almost a year but hopper doesn’t know anything about it yet.

Warning: overprotective father hopper lol language smut Reader and Jason are both 18

Y/n pov

So you’re ready to go to this restaurant? You asked him ?

“Yep it’s called Enzo’s right?”

Yea he parked near the restaurant and held the door for you thanks you smiled at him.

“Hi umm i table for two please “ he said

The person guided you towards a table near the middle of the restaurant thanks you told them Jason sat down first than you sat down.

“So what do you want to eat ? What you were thinking of ?”

Probably something like pasta and meatballs with extra cheese what about you?

“Probably the same thing as you if that’s ok ?”

Of course you smiled at him the waiter came up and said “hello my name is Sarah I will serve you tonight what would you like to drink tonight?” She asked me oh I would like some water. “How about you sir ?”

“Let’s see just some lemonade “ he said .

“Ok a water and lemonade “

She walked away from you too you were messing around with your fork Jason just looked at you and you stopped sorry I’m just nervous about being here my dad is very protective towards me and my sister.

“Hey it’s fine trust me ok I won’t let anything happen to you I promise okay?”

He held your hand and you smiled at him okay of course he kissed your hand lightly love you Jason .

“Love you too y/n hopper “ he said.

———-time skips after dinner——————-

Jason drove you to the hotel that you and him have been saving money for almost a year and a half it was super clean and nice you too check in your room and it was a medium size room with a huge bed .

You laid down on the bed too take your shoes off because they were killing your feet.before you could get them off Jason sat next to you on the bed .

“Here let me help you “

Thanks he unzipped your boots and took them off of your feet much better. His hands were on your waist and you were staring at him he nodding as he was saying yes to it he kissed you and you kissed him back with passion.

“I heard this hotel has a hot tub do you want to try it?”

A hot tub of course you sat up from the bed oh shit I didn’t pack a baiting suit out of the all the stuff I packed I guess I got nervous. Oh my gosh you put your hands on your face.

“Hey y/n it’s fine just go in your bra and underwear “ he took your hands out of your face.

Oh um I-

“It’s ok if you don’t feel comfortable with it I understand you don’t have to “ he said

No - just grab some towels and let’s go you headed downstairs to the pool and hot tub and closed the door and took your clothes off exposing yourself just in your underwear and bra.

“Well damn “ Jason leaned against the wall like an idiot.

Well I could say the same thing about you but -before you could say anything else about his remark he took his shorts off and his shirt revealing his chest he threw his shirt across the room. Well damn you said mocking at his earlier comment.

He got in the hot tub next to you .you changed positions before you could do anything else you got into his lap.

“Finally all alone”he whispered as brushing his lips against yours.

You stopped him finally all alone you mocked him again and continue to kiss him again he started to kiss your neck and you let out a small but quiet moan.

You stated to kiss his neck and you felt his hands around your bra struggling to get it off .

“How the hell do you get this thing off without ripping it off ?”

Just tear it off I really don’t care about it. You said to him.

“Ok fine “

You heard the fabric of the bra ripped off you now we’re fully exposed to him well halfway can you take off your bottoms please? .

“Yea ok”

He took them off you stared at him can I look at it ? And touch it ? You took your underwear off .

“Yea “

You looked down shit Your so big reference to his cock he took a towel and you were slightly confused about it shit did I just turn you off?

“No just get the towel near you and let’s go to the fake grass area they have near the hot tub”

Oh ok you got the towel and layed down on the fake grass Jason helped you take off your towel . Exposing yourself to him again

"if you want me to stop tell me baby" he cooed to me making sure that she hadn't felt like you had been forced into it.

No it’s fine just keep going please you started to stroke his cock as he cried out,Jason’s tongue swirled around each of your breasts slightly nipping at her nipple causing bite marks around her breast.Jason I think I’m going to before you could say something else you felt something dripping oh my goodness did I just?

“Yes did “ he said

his head slip in-between your thighs his mouth just centimeters away from tasting your dripping cunt.

“You taste so good y/n” he said

You smiled within the minutes and the moments that passed door swung wide open.

OH MY GOD! I FUCKING KNEW IT !” It was Jim Hopper was covering his eyes and he was wearing his uniform while being out of duty.

Oh my god, dad! What the hell are you doing here? You screamed while pressing your body against Jason’s to cover the both of us.

“No The question is WHAT are you two doing here? You lied to me, Y/N.”

No ! I didn’t lie to you I told you I was going out plus you give Mike and el all the privacy but I don’t ? You scoffed at him

“ I know but that Is my innocent and sweet girl like girl he pointed at you so I don’t want her to be like me or get pregnant at such a young age”hopper glared at Jason

Dad I know but -

“Can we talk about this when I’m not inside your daughter, Hopper?” Your boyfriend dared to ask and then he noticed how your father and you were looking at him with wide eyes. “I mean, Sir”

Oh my god ! You said under your breath well this got weird .

“Now I’m going to wait in the car for you two. Get your clothes on and get in Jason’s car and drive towards home while I drive behind you.” He left the pool and the hot tub room

“Well that was just an amazing night “ Jason said sarcastically.

You smiled how the hell he was still inside you?

“Shouldn’t we have just left town to get away from him ?”

Well that sounds ni-

“I believe you would like to continue having a dick, carver “Your father appeared again. “You are coming out first. C’mon. Come out. You come outside with me while my baby gets dressed.”

OH MY GOD! Jason your whispered to him you got to get out of me but I’m afraid it’s going to hurt.

“Hey listen to me I’m going to come out of you slowly” he said while handing you the towel.

Thanks he came out and you let out a light whimper and you got out of the hot tub as he did and put a towel around you and got your clothes .

“Ok good now where’s your car ?” Your father said.

“Right here “ Jason said he opened the car to let you in and started to drive to the cabin.

You walked out of his car and into the cabin before Jason could even come in the cabin your father stopped him.

“NO WAY BLONDE !” He said

“But can I just tell her good night?”

“You could tell her that right here “ you father said to him

Oh my god ! You said

“Okay good night y/n” he said

Good night Jason you said to him as your father watched him drive away.

The end ! Sorry for the spelling errors but that was literally so much fun to write feedback and like is always awesome lol - love Caroline

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you should totally write a second part to “I am real and you are not.” Jason Carver smut would be just *CHEFS KISS*

I Am Real and You Are Not pt.2

Pairing: Jason Carver x Reader

Synopsis: It was odd. Whenever he pictured his future, Jason always thought he'd settle down with a nice girl and have a quiet, if not boring, marriage. That was just the way it was; no other alternative. But now, he couldn't imagine a future where he wasn't under you like this. Exactly where he belonged.

Word Count: 960

Warning: Smut, nothing but smut, same warnings as the first one, but this one is so blasphemous that the only way it could get worse is if it took place in a church

A/N: I got really itchy after writing this, I think that was god warning me or something :/ @unsheath hope it lives up to the hype 💀

You hadn't taken him far. In fact, you had led him to his car and impatiently waited as he fumbled with the keys. Jason was used to having fun with girls in his backseat. He was used to girls riding him in his car. But never with a girl like you.

And never like this.

You felt soft on his lap. Soft and warm. He trailed his hands up soft thighs to soft hips and settled on a soft waist. If you felt this good now, he couldn't imagine what you felt like under your clothes. One of his hands started making its way under your "Hellfire Club" shirt when you stopped him with a pop to the check. It was hard enough to leave a sting.

"Tell me, are you dumb or stupid, Jason?"

"N-neither, I just thought—"

"Well, I didn't bring you out here to think since you're clearly not good at it." You unbuttoned his pants, but he must have made a particularly stupid expression since you paused.

"Did you honestly think I was gonna let you fuck me? Seriously," you scoffed, he leaned into your hand as you laced your fingers through his hair, shaking his head from side to side, "Don't answer that, I don't care what's going on up here." You took his hands off your waist and placed them on either side of him and he missed the feel of you already.

"You don't touch me, I touch you. Understand?" You didn't wait for his answer before pulling his pants to his mid-thigh, but he nodded anyway.

This was wrong. He shouldn't enjoy this as much as he did. Shouldn't need it, but his hips still pressed into you all the same. You pulled his boxers down and Jason felt like praying.

He was still as hard as he was in the hallway, the only difference was the mess he made all over himself. Your face was blank as you stared down at him. He could feel your eyes travel the length of him while expressing nothing and if Jason blushed any harder, he might pass out.

"You're embarrassed," he hissed as you took him in hand, tightening at the base and twisting as you went up, "Good. You should be. Isn't it humiliating that you want me to do this? Isn't it shameful to God that a "satanist" is touching you like this?" Your thumb swiped over his slit and he wondered. Did you do this with Munson or any other freak in your group? His train of thought was cut off by another slap before you stopped jerking him off and Jason honest to God whined at the loss.

"That wasn't rhetorical."

"'S bad. Sinful. 'M sorry." He panted, dull nails digging into the leather of his seats. He wanted to touch you so bad it hurt.

You leaned in, breath puffing against his lips, and for one blissful moment, he thought you were going to kiss him. He wanted it so bad he could picture it, your plush lips against his own. Your tongue pressing into his mouth, taking what you wanted from him. He had to fight himself so he wouldn't surge forward.

"It's not me you have to apologize to."

He couldn't say for certain, but he had a feeling this was a part of the game you played. He didn't know if this turned you on, didn't know if you truly hated him or not. But Jason did know that you found him entertaining, and had an inking suspension that you enjoyed doing this to him just as much as he enjoyed you doing it. And if being entertaining kept your eyes on him, then Jason would put on a fucking show.

"Our f-ather," his voice cracked, vocal cords unused to making any sounds other than moans, "who art in heaven —"

"Louder." You cut him off and Jason paused. He bit back a moan before continuing when you trailed a finger up the underside of his cock.

"Our father—" His cheek buzzed with pain as you slapped him again, cutting off his prayer, but sending volts straight to his cock.

"Are you deaf? I said louder, Jason. God can't hear you when you mumble." At that moment Jason resigned himself to whatever fate you led him to. No amount of repenting would absolve him of this.

"Our father, who--who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name; thy kingdom come," the muscles in his thighs jumped as you scratched your nails over his exposed thighs, "thy will b...be done on earth as it is in heaven—shit." He was close, so close.

"Give us this day our daily bread; and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those that trespass against us." You leaned back to spit into your hand and Jason had to take a breath. Said breath tumbled into a moan when you grabbed him with both hands. He felt hot all over. Skin prickling with heat and eyes blurring with tears.

"And l-lead us not into temptation, but de...deliver us from evil—fuck!" He barely finished before he finished, cumming harder than should be humanly possible. His chest heaved as his cum soaked into the cloth of his shirt.

It was odd. Whenever he pictured his future, Jason always thought he'd settle down with a nice girl and have a quiet, if not boring, marriage. That was just the way it was; no other alternative. But now, he couldn't imagine a future where he wasn't under you like this. Exactly where he belonged.

He stared up at you, eyes at half-mast as you wiped the cum on your hand onto his collared shirt with the closest thing he had seen to a smile on your face.

"Amen."

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