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Punished Part 2

The very highly anticipated part 2 to my punished blurb I wrote randomly last week! Thank you all so much for the support and love! I was not expecting this story to take off!

Also the first two paragraphs are from part 1 if they seem familiar!

18+ MDNI

CW: [f masturbation, m masturbation, slight throat grasping, p in v unprotected sex, restraint play, blindfolds, sensory play, oral f receiving, edging, pull out method, slightly dom Noah, slightly dom reader, slightly mean Noah, mentions of sex toys, mentions of squirting]

He waited a moment before moving his gaze to me. The expression on his face was cocky, there was no remorse in those eyes from the incident he just pulled. He simply grabbed a t-shirt and wiped himself off, getting up to go about his day.

Before he stepped outside the bedroom door, he turned and said, "If you touch yourself, I will do that again later. If you use your vibrator I will do that every day for the rest of the week, then you'll miss me," He said before walking away leaving me in practically a puddle of my own mess and tears.

*Later that day*

The soft hum of my vibrator was the only sound in our large airy bedroom. There was a slick sweat that coated my entire body. My hips were moving in rhythm, coming off the bed so I could get the most pressure on my clit. Noah had left the house for the afternoon to work on some fancy drum engineering stuff with Matt and Folio. This provided the perfect opportunity to finally get the release I needed.

The entire day sucked. Noah was extremely arrogant and moody all day. I knew this could only mean he was having a hard time with a new song. Although he had done a lot of work in therapy, these mood swings still came out. I didn't mind the mood swings occasionally, usually they led to really hot sex with Noah. Not today I guess...

The pleasure building throughout my pelvis started to become more intense at the thoughts of Noah throwing me around bed. I focused on this one particular time where Noah fucked me so hard I squirted all over him, making a huge mess. We ended up laughing about it for weeks afterwards. To this day I swear I actually peed, but he reassured me that was not the case.

Finally, my orgasm was right on the cusp. I continued the same swirl pattern on my clit allowing myself to go over the edge. I moaned so loudly; all the tension from earlier pouring out of me in waves of ecstasy. Fuck Noah and his stupid fucking rule, if I want to cum I will.

After my orgasm finished I set my vibrator back in the nightstand drawer, remade the bed, and took a quick shower. There would be no evidence for Noah to find.

When Noah came home, he was still a little off but seemed a lot happier. They must have cooked up something real good in the studio. I had no doubt Matt and Folio wrote some insane drum parts for the next album.

"What did you get up to today?" Noah asked quizzically, raising one eyebrow. It took all my energy to keep my cheeks from heating when he asked. I felt bad about lying but I could not deal with watching Noah get off once again without me.

"I just spent the day watching shows, and I did a bit of cleaning," I said casually. It wasn't a lie at all, I had cleaned the house and watched a few episodes of Attack On Titan.

"Interesting," Noah said slowly.

"Interesting indeed," I mimicked his tone.

With that Noah got off the couch and proceeded down the hallway towards our bedroom. I raced to follow his long strides, almost running into him as he stopped at my nightstand right inside the door.

"Are you sure you just cleaned and watched shows?" Noah asked as he opened the drawer to inspect the many toys I had.

"Yes I am sure," I said quietly.

"Try again... this time, don't lie," Noah said as he selected the very vibrator I had used earlier.

I had made one fatal error, I did not clean it off.

"Noah I..." but I was cut off by the a loud sniff. I watched as Noah ran his nose up the entire length of the vibrator, inhaling the now dried arousal I had produced earlier.

"You think I wouldn't recognize the smell of your pussy, y/n?" Noah said placing the vibrator down in the drawer. He turned slowly towards me, his height and muscular frame becoming menacing as the light faded away with the setting sun.

"What did I tell you earlier?" he said taking a step towards me, firmly grasping my throat with his hand. He wasn't cutting off my airway, he knew that was one thing that really scared me, but he knew his grasp could control anything I did.

"Noah, please. I can't watch you jerk off again. It drove me insane. Please, I'll do anything... please just please," I said stifling the sob that was coming up my throat.

"Tskk, y/n that wasn't part of the deal now was it love?" Noah said.

He kept one hand wrapped around my throat while he used the other to slowly pull down his pants. My eyes widened as I watched his cock spring free, already half hard just from the thought of me masturbating. A win is a win I suppose.

I looked up at Noah's eyes, they were pitch black in the dark room. He smirked at me as he leaned down and spit in his hand. My pussy almost flooded the entire room. The fucker knew how much I loved spit. His hand now started slowly moving up and down his cock, the only sound in the room was his saliva smacking as he rubbed.

His eyes rolled back slightly as he let his head hang, he seemed to have been waiting for another release all day. The mere thought he tortured me turned him on. God, I fucking hated him.

"Noah, I will literally get on my knees and beg right now. I cannot do this again," I said urgently as I noticed his pace quickened by the sound of his hand moving back and forth.

His hand let up slightly on my throat, I wasn't sure if it was from my pleads or because he was so turned on he was already falling apart. I used this opportunity to slip from his grasp, jumping into him. I wrapped my arms around his neck, legs around his waist.

Noah stumbled slightly backwards but maintained his balance as I literally attacked him. My mouth was on his before he could protest, our lips colliding with such force I was concerned I knocked a tooth out. I kissed him so deeply, forcing my tongue into his mouth to explore every inch. His tongue battled mine, trying to push mine away with no prevail. His arms snaked around me, resting just above my ass. I had him.

I ground my hips against his cock, the angle allowing me to rub my pussy up his length. I moved at an agonizing pace which earned a few frustrated huffs from Noah's mouth into mine.

Next thing I knew my back was against the bedroom wall, Noah now matching my hip thrusts with his own. His precum leaked all over my body, coating me in a sticky mess. Oh my god was I turned on.

I pulled away slightly, grabbing Noah's ear lob between my teeth. I whispered in a low sensual voice, "Fuck me like the naughty girl I am, Noah".

His cock slammed into me. Hard. I don't even know how it happened, I didn't remember him lining himself with my pussy.

The dark room now filled with the sounds of our skin slapping, us moaning, and my back pounding against the wall. He thrusted so hard I could barely even think, reaching the deepest part of my core.

I let my head fall back, smiling to myself as I knew I had won. Or had I?

Noah moved us to the bed, laying me in the mass of pillows that we had. We were often a little freaky in the bedroom. We had restraints already attached to the posts of our bed, awaiting to be used when Noah and I wanted.

Noah's cock left me while he moved to tie me to the bed. The Velcro cuffs were comfortable around my wrists and ankles. What I wasn't expecting was the sleep mask Noah placed around my head and over my eyes.

I couldn't move and I could not see, a dangerous game to play with a man who loved control.

My senses heightened as the anticipation did, I could feel the bed move but I had no idea where Noah was.

One finger. One finger trailed slowly from my ankle all the way up to my chin. He moved his finger as light as a feather, a trail of goosebumps following in its wake. My clit was practically screaming to be touched as another finger moved over my body, then three fingers fanned their way up. All purposely missing the one place I wanted to be touched. He didn't even give me a nipple touch.

One little kiss. One little soft kiss full of love was placed on my hip. Then another soft kiss on the other hip. One on my stomach. One on my right forearm, then the left. A soft kiss placed on my chin, forehead, right cheek, left. Then Noah softly brushed over my lips with his, a kiss that sent electricity throughout my body as it had the very first time he kissed me.

"I love you, Noah," I whispered out into the room, unsure where he was.

"I love you more," He replied as his finger lightly brushed over my pussy. He didn't apply enough pressure to breakthrough my folds, which was frustrating. My back arched slightly, seeking out his finger again. Instead I was met with hot breath, and one very wet tongue. Noah licked me this time, again he did so very lightly.

He pulled away, lifting one leg with him and placing it over his shoulder. He moved the other on his shoulder. Based on the position I was in, he must have been bent low on the bed or the restraints were let out enough to accommodate.

Teeth. I felt teeth next taking a small bite of my left inner thigh. It was only inches away from my pussy. He took another bite on my right inner thigh. Then he moved back to the other, inching slightly towards my center. Another, then another, then another, then... oh my god!!!

Noah took a small bite and pulled my clit with his teeth. It was hard enough to evoke shock throughout my entire body. It hurt, yet was quite satisfying. I felt my pussy clench around nothing, desperately wanting to be filled again by Noah's cock.

Noah released my clit, then brought his tongue back into the equation by spreading my folds open. His tongue was met with his lips, as he began licking and sucking my entire being. Now my hips began to move again, desperately seeking a release that I needed once again. Noah now moved lower, tongue fucking my pussy expertly by hooking it just inside. He pulled away only to spit on me, acting like his glorious meal was filth. Jesus, I couldn't take this any longer.

My moans began to get louder and louder, and so did the sounds coming from my pussy. The pleasure was now dimly burned in my lower belly, I could feel my toes begin to curl in the restraints.

"Noah, please.... I need to feel you inside... please," I whined desperately.

My legs were off his shoulders, my butt was back on the bed again.

Cock. I felt the head of his cock slowly moving up and down between my folds, doing slow circles around my clit before going back down. He slightly pressed in, just breaking through my entrance before moving back upwards. I moved my hips towards Noah's cock, moving against him to create more friction. He pulled away.

A few moments later he was back, moving slowly up and down again.

"Do you want it?" he cockily said as if he didn't already know the answer. I could hear his stupid smile from where my head rested. As if to prove his point, he put the entire tip in and thrusted only the tip which drove me insane. He pulled out asking again, by emphasizing every word he said, "Y/n, do... you... want.... it?"

"Do you want it?" I threw back, lifting my hips towards where I believed he was sitting. I giggled slightly, knowing I was being a brat and that I drove him crazy.

He chuckled back, "You really are such a naughty girl aren't you? Luckily you have such a pretty pussy".

His cock entered me again, but this time he went in all the way. I had no time to adjust to him before he was slamming into me once again. His arms were wrapped under my thighs, lifting me to the perfect angle. This time I knew he was just as needy as I was, his cock throbbed.

Noah grunted as he picked up the pace even more, his new workout regiment allowed him to have more stamina than ever. He was able to thrust harder and faster for longer. My moans once again filled the room in sync with his. I could hear the sound of our skin slapping against one another. He squeezed my thighs with his hands to keep from loosing grip, we both were coated in sweat now.

"Noah...." I warned, he knew I was close. My pussy was pulsing and throbbing, my orgasm was built up to the max.

"I know," he breathed back.

Suddenly, he was over me completely and his lips were grazing my ear. His moans filled my ears, sending me into a sensory overload as I plunged over. My orgasm came fast, I screamed out Noah's name which I knew probably hurt his ear. He road me through my orgasm for a few seconds before he pulled out. His cum sprayed all over my stomach and lower boobs. I felt each string as it landed on me. I had wished I could see it, but just feeling him release on me was enough. This was a punishment after all.

Once we both were done, Noah plopped on top of me creating even more of a mess for us to clean up.

"You do a great job at making rules and an even better job with your punishments," I laughed into the top of his head, rubbing it in that his punishment was indeed not sufficient for the crime.

"Yeah, yeah," he moaned into the crook of my neck.

I smiled to myself as Noah dozed off, until I realized he fell asleep on me and I couldn't move.

I suppose an impending uti was punishment indeed...

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I hope you all enjoyed! I little different than I intended to write it but this just came to me and I think it works :)

#noah sebastian #noah sebastian x reader #noah sebastian smut #nick folio #nicholas ruffilo #jolly karlsson #bad omens smut

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v0rewhxre · 3 months

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How's punished part two going

I'm so excited for it!!

Awww that means a lot to me!

I am working on it right now! Should be out within 24-hours! I apologize I've had a busy few days :)

#noah sebastian #noah sebastian smut #noah sebastian x reader #asks

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v0rewhxre · 3 months

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so folio was fake ruffilo 💀

source: X (folio’s twt)

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v0rewhxre · 3 months

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Alrighty!! I am surprised I got so many votes and so many people wanting a part 2! I will begin working on it 🤍🤍🤍

Love you all 🤍🤍🤍

Could you make a punished part two but maybe she does end up touching herself and Noah finds but is very Dom with her

idk if this is too much to ask

Have a amazing day❤

I hope you have an amazing day as well! ❤❤❤❤

Thank you for enjoying my little fic blurb I made.

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v0rewhxre · 3 months

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Your writing is so good, pls keep it up! Also if possible could you do headcanons or smth for Noah taking the reader (his so/gf) virginity ?

Of Course!!!

I will write it as a head cannon!

18+ MDNI

CW: [protected p in v, mentions of m and reader oral, slight praising, mention of condoms and lube, mentions of penetration, mentions of sexual positions, mentions of taking virginity, implied unprotected p in v]

This one was a little harder for me to write cause my first time was absolutely terrible! I hope y'all enjoy it :)

You were always embarrassed that you had waited so long to have sex, but you trusted that waiting for the right person was the correct path for you. And when you started dating your boyfriend, Noah, you felt the timing was correct.

Noah knew it was a big deal, but didn't want to make you feel 'othered' cause of your choice to wait. He would never push for anything, and you often pulled away when things got a little too intense. But one day, you just WANTED Noah and you wanted ALL of him.

You took an everything shower for the first time and boy was it TEDIOUS! You shaved everything, used exfoliant, washed your hair, washed your body, and made sure everything was smelling perfect. You used lotion on your entire body, brushed your hair, and put comfortable clothes complete with cute undergarments that you knew Noah would love.

Noah also spent a lot of time preparing. He made sure his room was spotless and lit your favorite candle. He grabbed a towel just in case there were sex juices everywhere. And of course, his bed had clean sheets and was nicely made. Noah took his everything shower, though not as intensely as yours, he wanted to make sure he smelt great. Noah bought you flowers, placing them in a vase on his desk. He wanted to make it a big deal, but not draw too much attention to the big moment that was about to take place.

Of course Noah had the most perfect playlist, full of all your favorite slower songs and some he added for their sensuality. He even threw a few Bad Omens songs in there for haha's to lighten the mood.

When you arrived, you felt awkward for the first time in your relationship with Noah. The air was a little heavier, and you were on edge. Noah gave you small touches as you made your way to his room, putting his hand on the small of your back and holding your hand. When you walked in your heart filled with love. He bought you tulips, your favorite flower, and the room smelled so heavenly that you felt you were floating on a cloud. He even had your favorite song playing quietly in the background. His LED's were set on white, but were dimmed to a lower level.

You were very nervous. Noah gave you lots of kisses, even humming along with the playlist to keep the nerves down. He was very verbal in asking if you wanted to continue, making sure you consented to each thing he did. He asked if certain things felt good, adjusted if it didn't. He tried to give you oral, but you weren't quite comfortable with that intimacy yet.

You weren't quite confident in doing things for Noah. You had given him oral a few times, and had even snuck a few handjobs at the movies but never when you were this nervous. Noah was patient and kind as you figured out the rhythms and movements he needed, praising you with 'Like that, yes I love that' and 'Good girl'.

Noah bought 'For Them' condoms to make sure there were all the ridges for extra pleasure for his partner. He wanted to make sure you felt as good as possible. The condom also had lube on it, and he even bought more lube on the side just in case. He wanted to make sure everything was perfect, pleasurable, and comfortable as possible.

When it was finally time, Noah entered you very slowly. You were in missionary, a classic first sexual position and one where Noah had control to please you. At first he put just the tip in, and moved inch by inch until you took him all the way in. You were slightly embarrassed by your body's reaction, it wasn't something you had experienced yet, but Noah didn't seem to mind. He waited a few minutes for you to adjust, receiving a verbal cue that you were ready.

As he proceeded to do slow soft thrusts for a few minutes, your body needed him in different ways. Your nerves were replaced by pleasure you had never experienced. It was deeper, more intense, and you wanted to chase the feeling for eternity. Noah gave you soft kisses the entire time but once you bit his lip and started practically sucking his face, Noah understood. His pace quickened, thrusts becoming harder and deeper. And Oh that felt GREAT.

You had always heard losing your virginity could be painful and usually you wouldn't feel pleasure, but what society didn't always mention is that it could be amazing when you loved/trusted someone. And you loved and trusted Noah a lot.

"I think I am gonna cum" you whispered in Noah's ear. You weren't really sure, but the way your body felt and the noises coming from under the blanket were evident something was near.

"Me too" is all you heard before you both crashed over the edge. You moaned so loudly that you were sure his roommates heard, but you did not care because Noah also moaned just as loudly. You came together, with Noah's lips pressed to yours. His thrusts were sloppy but still worked you through the orgasm you had.

When the pleasure dulled, and you were both panting, you looked in his eyes and said "Thanks for making that special, I love you" and Noah responded "I love you more than I love anything, thanks for making my life feel special".

Noah provided the best aftercare ever, using the towel to clean you up. He made sure that you peed afterwards. He ran a bath for you to relax in, allowing your body to 'cool' down. Of course... the bath was the perfect opportunity to practice riding Noah...

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Hope you enjoy!

#noah sebastian #noah sebastian x reader #noah sebastian smut #asks #nick folio #nicholas ruffilo #jolly karlsson

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v0rewhxre · 3 months

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Could you make a punished part two but maybe she does end up touching herself and Noah finds but is very Dom with her

idk if this is too much to ask

Have a amazing day❤

I hope you have an amazing day as well! ❤❤❤❤

Thank you for enjoying my little fic blurb I made.

#noah sebastian smut #noah sebastian #noah sebastian x reader #bad omens #nick folio #nicholas ruffilo #jolly karlsson

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v0rewhxre · 3 months

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No we are NEVER ok!!

Sleep Token fans are we ok? 🗣🗣

#sleep token #sleep token fans should have circle cry session together #I love sleep token more than I love most people honestly

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v0rewhxre · 3 months

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the way you bend, the way you break

Pairing: Joakim Jolly Karlsson x OFC (Violet)

Content Warning/Tags: ⚠️18+MDNI!! daddy!jolly, mild degradation, vaginal fingering, oral sex (female and male receiving), unprotected vaginal sex, squirting, use of restraints, overstimulation, light choking, praise kink if you squint. Some fluffy af aftercare. Seriously, Jolly is the king of aftercare.

Word Count: 4.4k

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The doorbell rings and Jolly looks up from his book confused. He wasn’t expecting any visitors today. He sits the book on the coffee table and pads to the front door peeking out the small window beside it. A short, raven-haired woman stands outside with her arms folded against her chest bouncing on the balls of her feet. Jolly smiles as he unlocks the door and opens it.

“If it isn’t my favorite flower.” He announces, grinning at his guest.

Violet rolls her eyes. “This flower is fucking freezing, are you going to let me in, or not?”

Jolly laughs and steps aside, allowing his friend to enter his home. Violet takes her jacket off and hangs it up by the door. She slips her shoes off and walks straight into the kitchen, leaving Jolly behind her.

When he makes it to the kitchen, she’s already rummaging through his refrigerator. He hears a bottle clinking and she pulls out two beers. Popping off the tops she hops up onto the counter and takes a drink, sighing.

It wasn’t uncommon for Violet to show up like this. They’d been friends for a few years now and spent many nights together drinking and eating junk food on his couch. They had consoled each other during breakups and life problems in general. Unannounced visits were not uncommon.

However, he knew something was wrong immediately.

Maybe it’s the way she chews on her bottom lip. Or how she fidgets while she rambles on about how horrible traffic was on the way to his house. The small talk was an indicator in itself something was wrong, but then he notices she’s barely opened her beer and she’s already peeling the label off it.

“What’s wrong, Vi?” Jolly interrupts her.

Violet whips her head over to look at him. She looks down at the beer bottle in her hand, resuming her task of destroying the label and shakes her head.

“Nothing. Why do you ask?”

He leans back against the counter across from her and crosses his arms.

“Because you’ve been here for five minutes and you’ve nearly chewed your lip off. Not to mention you think I give a shit about traffic?” Jolly raises his eyebrows at her in amusement and she huffs a laugh.

“Also, that poor beer bottle. Give it a break, won’t you?”

Violet groans and sets the beer bottle beside her. “You know, it’s really fucking annoying having you as a friend sometimes. You’re so observant.”

Jolly chuckles. “Tell me, my flower. What is it?”

“I have a favor to ask you… but it’s a big favor. I mean, a huge favor.”

“Go on.” Jolly says, taking a swig of his beer.

Violet sighs, straightening her posture.

“I want you to fuck me.”

Jolly chokes on his beer, coughing and nearly spitting it everywhere. He wipes his mouth off and looks up at her. He searches her face for a sign she’s joking. This is a prank, right? She’s just messing with him.

What he sees instead is a look of pure sincerity with a hint of embarrassment and shame. He realizes that she is, in fact, not joking and she was rambling because she was nervous to ask him. It occurs to him that he just made things infinitely worse with his reaction and he decides he needs to do damage control.

“Sorry, went down the wrong way.” He clears his throat. “Um.” Jolly closes his eyes to process her request, trying to ignore how his cock was already twitching at the thought. He flounders for a second longer and finally gathers himself.

“I am completely flattered. Believe me, but.. you could literally go out and pick any man you want. Why me?”

“God, trust me, I’ve tried.” Violet says, rolling her eyes. Jolly ignores the feeling of jealousy that starts to creep up inside of him. “I’m just not.. getting what I need, Jolly. Do you know what I’m saying?”

Jolly definitely can’t ignore the twitching in his pants this time. He swallows and nods because that’s all he can manage at the moment. His best friend is telling him that she thinks he can fuck her better than all of the other guys that she’s been with. The thought has his head swimming and he struggles to not grab her and fuck her on his kitchen counter.

“And you think I can?” He says, a little higher pitched than he intended.

“I know you can. Remember that night we got really drunk and started talking about our kinks? You told me how you loved taking control, giving your partners multiple orgasms..” She pauses, her cheeks flushing. “Degrading them a little, if that’s what they want.”

“Is that what you want?”

Violet nods, chewing on her lip. “Yes. Very much so.”

“Are you sure about this, Vi?” Jolly questions, stepping closer to his friend. He towers over her even as she sits perched on his kitchen counter. Their size difference has never crossed his mind before but suddenly it is all he can think about.

“Please, Jolls.” Violet begs as she scoots closer to the edge of the counter. She opens her legs for him and he steps in between them. “I need this more than anything and if I can’t trust you then who can I trust?”

Jolly begins to speak but is cut off by her warm hand running up his chest. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, his hands gripping the counters on either side of her legs. When he opens his eyes, her bright green ones stare back at him and he folds.

“You can always trust me.” He breathes, eyes flickering to her lips. She leans in to kiss him but he pulls back slightly. “Just know that once we start this…” He pauses briefly and places his hand around her jaw, squeezing. “I won’t stop until you’re fucked so dumb you can’t even speak.”

Violet’s breath hitches. Jolly feels her thighs squeeze against his and he smirks. “I’m ready..” She breathes and he lets her pull him in by his shirt, their lips ghosting over each other. “Please don’t make me beg you again.”

Their lips meet as he grabs the back of her head, closing the distance between them. A sharp pain shoots through Jolly’s lip as she bites into him, a metallic taste following. He growls and jerks her closer to him, their hips slotting together.

He meets Violet’s movements as she grinds on him. The way she clings to him and pants so heavily into his mouth makes Jolly realize she was serious — she did need this. He scoops her up and carries her to his bedroom.

They leave a trail of clothes on their way down the hall. By the time he gets her on his bed he’s swirling his tongue around her nipple and working her leggings off with one hand as he cups her other breast with his free one.

“Before we get started,” Jolly begins, his own gasp cuts him off as Violet pushes her hand into his sweats and wraps her hand around his cock. “I want to—god, hang on..” Jolly reluctantly pries her hand off of him and sits back on his heels. She raises up on her elbows, a confused look on her face.

“Are you having second thoughts?” She questions.

Jolly’s eyes widen and he shakes his head. “No, God no.” He watches her as she relaxes. “I just want to make sure you understand the traffic light system. I don’t want there to be any confusion or..”

Violet raises up and puts a finger to his lips, effectively shutting him up.

“Green means keep going. Yellow means slow down. Red means something’s wrong and we need to stop. Right?”

Jolly nods and she smiles at him.

“Perfect. Now…” She palms his hardened erection through his sweats. “I believe you promised to fuck me dumb. Or are we going to sit here and chat all night?”

Jolly chuckles humorlessly, and cups her face in his hand, rubbing her bottom lip with his thumb.

“Watch it, my flower.” He presses a soft kiss to her lips. “Or I’ll fuck that pretty mouth of yours and leave you to fend for yourself.”

“I-I’m sorry. P-please don’t.” Violet shudders against his lips. Jolly kisses her deeply, licking into her mouth and enjoying the taste of her. He runs his large hands up her thighs and she keens. In one quick motion he grabs both thighs and yanks her down so that she’s lying flat on her back. Violet yelps, clasping a hand over her mouth.

Jolly gets off the bed, walking across the room to search through his drawers. He pulls out a red silk tie and wraps it around his hand as he walks back to the bed. He grabs Violet's hands and wraps the tie around them, raising her arms and securing them to the headboard above her.

He makes sure it’s tight enough to keep her secure but not so tight it’ll cut into her skin and then crawls on top of her.

“I wasn’t planning on tying you up but you decided to get mouthy. Be good for me and I’ll untie you, okay?”

Violet makes a noise in agreement but that doesn’t satisfy him.

“I need your words, baby.”

“Yes.”

“Good girl.” He pats her leg, removing her panties and discarding them off to the side. Crossing this boundary with his best friend wasn’t ever in his plans, but Jolly would be lying to himself if he said he hasn’t thought about this moment before. Nothing could have prepared him for what he was seeing though.

Jolly licks his lips, the sight of her wet pussy making his mouth water. He sticks his thumb in his mouth to wet it and presses it gently against her clit, rubbing softly. Violet moans, arching off the bed. She really was touch starved. If the slightest touch gave her that reaction, he couldn’t wait to get his mouth on her.

He applies more pressure and picks up his pace, captivated by the way her pussy clenches around nothing. He lies down between her legs and lays his head on her thigh, placing kisses on her soft skin and watching her writhe under his touch.

As Jolly watches her become wetter by the second, he decides he can’t wait any longer. He replaces his thumb with his tongue and moans into her the second he tastes her. Violet bucks her hips into his mouth and he grabs ahold of them to steady her.

“Need to get you ready for me.” He says, sucking her clit into his mouth. They make eye contact as she looks down at him and he presses a single finger inside of her. Once again, she bucks her hips in response and he places his free arm on top of her waist to hold her down.

Jolly notices how tight she squeezes him and he groans loudly, his cock aching in his pants. He ruts into the bed for some relief. He pumps his finger into her, focusing on the spongy spot inside of her. Once she gives him the okay he inserts a second.

Violet’s breaths pick up and Jolly can tell she’s about to cum. She begs him so beautifully to let her move some so he obliges, letting her grind on his face until she orgasms. Jolly keeps greedily enjoying his meal until she’s begging again, this time it’s for him to stop because she’s so sensitive.

Jolly sits up and wipes his mouth off, licking his fingers clean. Violet watches him as he does this, whimpering softly. She looks down at the bulge in his sweats, noticing the small wet spot that has formed. She licks her lips and pulls at her restraints.

Jolly looks down and smirks, laughing softly.

“You want it, baby?”

“God, yes. Please.” Violet whines and nods quickly.

He stands up off the bed and shoves his sweats and boxers down, his cock springing free. Violet’s eyes go wide as she sees his size, and she licks her lips again. Jolly crawls back onto the bed and in between her legs. He kisses her stomach and up to her chest.

Jolly hooks his arm under her knee and pushes her leg up. He uses his other hand to stroke his cock and places it at her entrance.

“Tell me you want it.” He says, ghosting his lips over hers. “Tell me you want my cock.”

“I want your cock.” Violet mewls chasing after his lips. He pushes the tip in and she gasps, the stretch already overwhelming her.

“Say it again”

“I- mmm… I..” She stumbles over her words. Jolly pulls out of her, and she nearly cries.

“I said, say it again.” He says through gritted teeth.

“Fuck, fuck, I want your cock, please!” She cries out moving her hips to try to push herself onto him. Jolly presses inside of her again, bottoming out. Violet throws her head back and he bites down on her neck.

Jolly doesn’t give her much time to adjust before he begins pounding into her relentlessly. She feels so wet and warm around him that it almost makes him dizzy. He dips his head down, licking and biting on her nipples. He wanted to hear every sound she possibly could make.

“Jolly, I— oh my god..” Violet moans. Tears were beginning to roll down her face, causing her mascara to run. Her hair was a tangled mess and her lipstick was smeared. Jolly admires the complete mess she’s become and the fact that he made her that way pushes him over the edge.

Jolly grabs her by the throat and pushes her back into the mattress. Using his torso, he forces her legs back into her chest further pounding deeper into her. Violet cries out using what little oxygen Jolly was allowing her to have.

“You call me daddy when I’m fucking your cunt like this.” Jolly grunts. The only response she can offer him is a nod. He relaxes his grip on her throat but he keeps her in place.

“Aww, what’s wrong?” Jolly laughs mockingly. “Fucked dumb already?” He says, accentuating each word as he snaps his hips into her.

“Daddy…” Violet writhes beneath him, her hands pulling at her restraints. Jolly raises his eyes and sees her hands twist violently begging to be released.

“Tell me, my flower.” He gently squeezes her neck. “What is it?”

“Daddy, I’m gonna cum.” She whines.

Jolly slides the hand around her throat up to her jaw, gripping it tightly forcing her to look at him. He pounds into her harder, groaning loudly as he feels her clench around him. It’s clear the feeling becomes too intense for her as she attempts to close her eyes and lay her head back but he snaps it back to him.

“Look at me when I’m making you cum. I want to see what I do to you.”

Violet sobs as her orgasm washes over her. Jolly watches in awe as she convulses underneath him. Her gorgeous face twisting in pleasure, breasts bouncing with each thrust. The sound of her calling out for him was like a siren song. Jolly was hooked instantly.

Her body goes limp beneath him as her climax comes to an end. Relaxing the hand around her jaw, he rubs the spot he had been gripping to soothe it. He grazes his teeth against the skin but feels her arm shaking violently next to him.

Jolly unties Violet’s bound wrists from the bed and allows her to relax her arms. She places them around his neck and pushes her hands into his hair. He envelops her face with his hands and wipes the mascara from her eyes and cheeks with his thumbs. Jolly kisses her face softly and she hums.

“Color?”

“Green” Violet laughs, shuddering as the aftershocks of her orgasm continue to hit her. “So fucking green.”

Jolly laughs in response, removing her arms from around his neck. Violet pouts as he pulls out of her. He laughs again and pats her leg gently.

Jolly flips Violet over on her stomach, admiring how her pussy and thighs were still twitching and shaking from her orgasm. His hands roam up the sides of her stomach and her arms. His journey ends at the juncture of her neck and shoulders where he leaves playful bites.

“I’m gonna leave your wrists bound.” He says sucking a spot into her neck. “You’ve been good for me, so I won’t tie you back to the headboard.” He licks the shell of her ear. “If you act up I’ll tie you up so tight the only movement you’ll be making is from me fucking into you.”

He grabs the flesh of her ass, rubbing and kneading. Using two fingers he spreads her slit and slowly pushes into her. He rocks his hips into her slowly, pulling out almost completely and sliding back in.

Violet mewls, pushing back into him desperately. Jolly slaps her ass and tuts at her.

“What did I just say?”

“I need to be good for you, but...” Violet whines, trying desperately to stay still. “I need to feel you. Your cock feels so good inside me, daddy.” Jolly feels her repeatedly clench and release around him. Jolly is grateful that she isn’t facing him as she clenches him so tight his eyes roll back into his head.

Jolly grips the headboard in front of them to steady himself and regain control over the situation. He grabs her hips and pulls her up to him. His large hand tangles in her hair and pushes her face into the mattress.

He grinds into her so deep and slowly it’s enough to drive him insane, but Violet said she wanted to feel him. Jolly was going to make sure she felt every inch of him.

Violet cries and tries to move against him to create more friction but Jolly’s hands hold her in place. He bends over her so that his chest is flush against her back. Jolly ruts into her so hard he can feel her gasps for air underneath him. He nuzzles the side of her face, licking the salt of her tears away.

“Can you feel me now, baby?”

Gasps and choked “oh fucks” are all Jolly hears. He smirks to himself in satisfaction and snakes his hand around her waist. Violet jolts forward as soon as he circles her clit, but with his grip on her hair she doesn’t get far.

“Mmm.” Jolly hums into her ear, his fingers moving faster. “So sensitive. You better cum quick, baby. Daddy doesn’t think he can last much longer.”

Violet mewls, her entire body going rigid. Jolly’s groans echo through the room as she clenches him so tight and he knows she’s close. He continues rutting into her, his fingers matching his pace.

“That’s it. Give it to me, baby. Fuck. I can feel it.”

As her third orgasm hits, she grabs onto the headboard scratching and clawing at the wood. Jolly snaps his hips into her, finally giving them both the friction they so desperately needed. Suddenly, she wails and arches into him, drenching his cock and the bed as she cums.

“Jävlar!” Jolly exclaims, looking down at his thighs that were now coated. “Så vått!" He pulls out to hunch over behind her, licking up her slit and collecting the juices. Violet shakes violently as he cleans her up and he grips both of her thighs tight to keep her steady.

Jolly devours her pussy like a man starved. “You taste even better when you’ve cum, Käraste.” He moans into her. He dives his tongue as deep into her as he can, trying to collect every drop. Violet pushes back into his face and seizes again, another orgasm hitting her.

Jolly grabs her by the hips and pulls her to him, pressing inside her again. She moans softly and he runs his hand along her back. He slowly pumps inside her and she whines, wriggling in his grasp.

“Shh, baby, I know you’re sore.” He coos. He reaches up and unties her wrists. She instantly reaches behind her and threads her fingers through his hair, pulling him down to kiss him hard.

“Hmm.. What’s your color?” Jolly asks between kisses.

“G-green.” She stammers, out of breath.

“Good girl.” Jolly looks down and watches as she takes him. “You’ve been so good to me. Letting me use you like this.” He grabs her waist, drawing her back into him harder. “Your sweet pussy takes me so well.”

Violet whimpers at his praise, using the strength she has left in her legs to fuck herself onto him. Jolly was so mesmerized by the way her body moved against his, he didn’t even care about control anymore. He throws his head back and lets her take over. It doesn’t take long before his stomach tightens and the familiar pressure starts to build.

“Fuck, Vi…Where do you want me?”

“I-I.. mmm...” She responds. “Want to taste you.”

As soon as the words hit Jolly’s ears, his skin buzzes and what little amount of composure he has left in him dissipates. Her responding whine as he pulls out of her nearly ruins her request. Jolly pulls her up by her hair and turns her around to face him.

“You’ve been such a good girl for me, Käraste.” Jolly places his cock on her open lips. “Good girls get what they want.”

Violet opens her mouth completely and sticks out her tongue. He rubs the tip of his cock on it, smearing the pre-cum leaking out. Jolly grabs the back of her head and holds onto her jaw as he slowly fucks her mouth.

From above, he observes her— her mouth full of his cock and her bright eyes staring back at him. He thrusts deeper into her throat and she gags a little, spit pooling at the corners of her mouth and dribbling down her chin.

Violet hollows her cheeks and his knees buckle. He feels her swallow around him and he throws his head back fucking her mouth faster.

“Your pussy is divine but your mouth… god… your mouth was made for my cock.” He grunts loudly. She moans around him, gripping onto his thighs for purchase.

Jolly cums with a shout, spilling his semen down her throat. Violet keeps him in her mouth until he’s bent over her shuddering. Eventually, Jolly pulls her off of him, joking about how she’s trying to kill him.

Violet lies back on the bed catching her breath. Jolly kisses her forehead, rubbing the insides of her thighs and she smiles up at him.

“I’m going to run a bath. I’ll be right back to come get you, okay?”

When Jolly comes back a few minutes later, Violet is already asleep snoozing on his pillow. He smiles and chuckles softly, sliding his hands underneath her to pick her up. She startles slightly but he soothes her.

“C’mon, my flower. Time to get cleaned up.”

Jolly sits her in the bathtub gently, stepping in behind her and situating her between his legs. Violet lays against his chest and he wraps his arms around her. She turns slightly in his embrace and nuzzles into his neck. He can still feel her trembling a little.

He hums softly as he grabs her legs, pulling her into his lap so he can have better access to them. Violet melts into him when he massages her sore muscles and he hopes that she can’t feel his heart beating out of his chest. As much as he loved watching her come undone underneath him, seeing her so peaceful with him meant even more.

They lay together for a while, enjoying the warmth of the water and each other’s skin. There isn’t much conversation, just the sound of Jolly’s humming. Anytime he stops for more than five seconds she nuzzles further into his neck, which he took as a hint to keep going.

Jolly eventually, much to Violet’s protests, adjusts her so he can wash her body. Her demeanor changes when she finds out that back scrubs also come with soft kisses to her shoulders. During his task, Jolly finds out she’s ticklish on her sides and takes full advantage, resulting in fits of giggles and a soaked floor.

After he washes and conditions her hair, he has to threaten to tickle her again to get her to let him rinse her off. After they’re done, he drains the tub and helps her out, wrapping her in a towel and sitting her on the bathroom counter.

Jolly dries himself off and steps out of the bathroom, returning a few minutes later in just a pair of fresh sweatpants. In his hand, he had one of his shirts and another pair of sweatpants, sitting them next to Violet on the counter top.

He helps her off the counter and into his clothes, realizing that he could have skipped the pants altogether once he saw her swimming in his t-shirt. She looked so adorable it made his chest ache.

Violet sits in his lap on the bed as he combs the tangles out of hair. Jolly watches her in the mirror facing them. Her eyes are closed and she looks more content than Jolly has ever seen her. She opens her eyes quicker than Jolly can look away and she catches him staring. A wide smile spreads across her face.

“Do you spoil everyone like this after sex?” She asks, leaning back against him.

Jolly was always adamant about aftercare. To him, it wasn’t an option, it was a requirement. He always makes it special for each partner depending on their needs.

Has he gone to the lengths he went to tonight for her though? Absolutely not.

Jolly feels himself panic briefly, not sure how to respond. He doesn’t want to lie to her, but he doesn’t want to freak her out. He isn’t sure what he is feeling, but they’re not the same feelings he had when she walked in his door earlier.

He stares down at her, her bright eyes once again making him crumble. He cups her face and kisses her gently.

“Just you, my flower.”

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