I love that Jay immediately reacted and pulled her back when Erin started taking things too far and to an almost violent level and didn’t drop his hands until he was sure she was walking away. It makes me think about how they’re pretty much each other’s anchors - the thing that brings them back to reality and themselves. Like how Erin can get him to back off and follow her with one call of his name, etc. I’ve always found it sweet and it makes me hopeful that they seem to still have that effect on each other.
Can i request a Jaypark smut where you're in charge for the night and you overstimulate him (maybe some post-orgasm torture) and he's begging and a mess and y/n is darkskin plus sized girl? I love you're writing!
Eyeing Jay, you could feel yourself getting more upset as he
stares at the girl in front of him. You were going to let it go until he licked
his lips and that’s when you had enough. Letting his hand go you walked away
from Jay and he snapped out of his trance calling your name but it was too
late. You didn’t want to hear whatever he had to say anymore. Smirking wickedly
as you flipped your hair back over your shoulder swinging your hips you made
sure by your walk Jay knew what he did was wrong.
Sitting back at your house, you pondered over what to do to
the male. Biting on your lip, you drummed your fingers against your leg humming
softly. You loved Jay and there was no question in your mind that he loved you,
he just had a habit of looking at everything with legs. Which was not a bad
thing, you had caught yourself eye fucking the shit out of Simon for a week
straight when Jay wasn’t there or he was busy and you were stuck with Simon,
but when he was there your mind stayed focused on him. He struggled with that, yes
you were over-weight but you weren’t some horrid creature. You were just curvy
and yes you were black it shouldn’t be a surprise, that’s why he was drawn to
you because you had what he wanted. But sometimes his mind wandered and for the
first month of your relationship you argued about if he wanted you or not. It
was so bad you almost broke about it so you agreed for his sake that you would
be more confident in yourself. He didn’t always act so rash when it came to
looking at other women but in your mind maybe it was time to spice things up a
bit. Standing up, you walked towards your bedroom looking at your phone
lighting up once again. With a soft laugh, you texted Jay the command to come
over night giving him any other insight or explaining yourself because you knew
he would be here.
Moving around your room you started to dress yourself slowly
in favorite things you knew would make him loose his mind for. Getting out a
black lace one piece outfit that had strings along your back keeping it out,
you reached your hand down to tie it into a bow around your ass. Your breast
stood proudly against the lace, your nipple piercings rubbing against the
fabric gently. Shuddering you pulled up some thigh highs that were silk white
with bowties on the middle of them. Grabbing at your favorite pair of red pumps
you placed your makeup on slowly and sat in your black desk chair waiting for
Jay got to your house in under thirty minutes he had been
worried and slightly annoyed with you for not returning his phone calls and he
had a right mind to put you in your place. He unlocked your door with the keys
you gave him, taking off his shoes and setting down his overnight bag because
he wasn’t leaving again unless you two got into a horrible fight but he tried
to think positive. Jay walked down the hallway slowly, wondering why there was
nothing on because you were usually in the kitchen or front room. There was no
smell of a cooked meal, and he had to admit he felt a bit empty. Jay saw the
light peeking out from the bottom of your door as he advanced down the hallway,
pushing it open his eyes met with yours as he took a wordless step back. He
knew something was up and it was confirmed with how good you looked in that
outfit that you rarely wore.
“What is this?” Jay asked coming inside after collecting
himself. His eyes dashing over your plump thighs that he wanted around his
waist, how he wanted to press his tongue against your breast. Hold you close
and fuck you nice and hard until the bed was protesting from how he slammed
into your brown voluptuous body.
“Come in.” You said softly beckoning him forward with a
finger. Jay stepped in a bit closer. “Sit.” You pointed to the bed and Jay
frowned but sat down nevertheless. Your eyes roaming over his defined figure, a
black polo on his body and baggy jeans but fuck did he always look so good to
“How are you?” You asked teasing him playing with your nails
crossing one leg over the other flicking your tongue across your bottom lip.
“I’m worried and wondering why you’re acting like this.” Jay
sighed ruffling his hands through his long black locks. “Why did you leave like
that Y/N? I was so embarrassed.” He groaned softly looking at you with pleading
“Well that makes two of us.” You cut in eyes glaring at him
before you lifted your hands in the air taking deep breaths.
“Excuse me?” Jay asked sitting up straight looking at you as
if you had slapped him.
“You heard me. I was really disappointed in you Jay. I
thought to myself, damn not this again. My man is doing it again? But anything
for a fat ass, right?” You asked laughing softly. Realization slowly etched
onto his face as he crumpled and leaned forward trying to explain himself.
“Baby-“ You cut him off lifting a hand up and Jay could feel
his cheeks heat up at how you were acting.
“Nope. No baby this and baby that. You do the same thing
every time and you expect me to be okay with it. I had to look in the mirror
and tell myself it wasn’t me. Because it’s not, and I would hope if you were
bored with me then you’d know not to let the door hit your ass on the way out.”
You said simply placing your hands down in your lap crossing them as your eyes
roamed his figure.
“Of course you know I’m not bored! Or I wouldn’t be here!” Jay
shouted and you nodded your head smirking.
“See, you’ll tell me whatever I want to hear just to keep me
happy and get your dick wet huh?” You asked as your eyes twinkled with mischief.
“Alright fuck this I’m out if you want to act like that I’ll
see you tomorrow.” Jay got up to leave and you waited for him to get to the
door, anger washing over you as you tried to control it, taking one deep breath
you called out his name.
“Park Jaebum. If you walk out that door you are never coming
back, not tomorrow or next week. And I’m never going to find you either. You
can start packing up all your shit if that’s the case because baby I don’t need
you.” Getting up out of the chair, you pressed your hands down against the
dresser pushing one leg back from the other. You knew he loved these games of
push and pull, usually he was daddy for a good reason but tonight you wanted to
change that. It was risky, and you didn’t know how it would go but seeing him
freeze and turn around to look at you with pleading eyes that held a fire you
knew you were doing good.
“What do you want me to do then Y/N? You’re basically
calling me a liar and trying to say I don’t love you when I damn well know my
heart.” Jay half raised his voice as his face turned red.
“You’ll do anything I say?” You asked arching your back a
bit bouncing lightly on your heels back and forth, Jay couldn’t help how his
eyes trailed down to your plump bottom that he wanted to smack, he was almost
at a loss for words thinking about how it would be to have your ass bouncing
back on his dick as you wrapped your silk like walls around him.
“Baby, my eyes are up here.” You teased him but pressed your
breast together giving him a wild smile as your hair fell into your eyes. Jay
was hooked, sighing he leaned against the door frame.
“Yeah, whatever you want I will do it.” He lifted his hands
“Strip then.” You commanded. Jay looked at you, about to ask
if you were serious but he saw the look on your face. Rolling his eyes, he
stripped off his shirt throwing it onto the floor, his muscles and abs on
display decorated by dark ink.
“Good boy. Pants next.” You nodded with your head and Jay
rolled his eyes.
“Fuck that you’re not treating me like a child.” He said at
the door way.
“Saying the man acting like a child. Either drop those pants
or get out. I’m sure Simon would love to do it for me.” You hit below the belt
and in the back of your mind fear screamed for you to shut up because if he
left you would be a sobbing mess on the bed. Jay was livid beyond words,
looking at you for a long hard time and he almost made you back down. But you
remembered a few words is nothing compared to a few looks. Tilting your head,
you looked in his eyes waiting for his move. Jay shook his head undoing his
pants he dropped them down to the floor stepping out of them.
“On the bed, please sir.” You tried a different approach
until you got him where you wanted him. Jay watched you before he slowly took
his time to get on the bed, moving to lean his back against the headboard.
thought as you moved towards him slowly, straddling his waist you cupped his
cheeks softly looking in his eyes. Jay leaned into your touch but you saw the
defiance there. Licking across his bottom lip you initiated a kiss between the
two of you that was anything but slow and gently. His plump lips smacking
against yours, his teeth clamping down on your bottom lip calling your
submissive side out with his actions. Your hands tangled in his hair for a bit
pulling on the strands as you kissed him back. After a while you rolled your
hips down against his, creating a soft friction for the both of you. Your hands
moved to grab at the handcuffs you placed under the bed. You lifted his left
arm up, taking a somewhat deep breath against his lips you handcuffed his left
arm to the headboard. Jay was caught off guard cursing giving you time to reach
over to the other side and grab the other handcuff almost running out of time
as you struggled to cuff him down. Rolling off him you watched as Jay looked at
you with a death glare.
“Is this funny to you?” He asked and you shrugged.
“I’m all about being serious right now. I’m punishing you to
deny you of the things you really want. Because I can’t break up with you I fucking
love your dumb horny ass too much but if you don’t get it right this time then
I will let you walk out that door and never come back.” You admitted as you
walked to your desk grabbing a long white feather. Jay kept his mouth shut,
though he was feeling angry he told himself that no matter what it was better
than a breakup. “All the things I’m going to do to you.” You admitted sitting
the feather down on the bed. You walked out of the room making your way to the
kitchen grabbing your cup of ice from the freezer. Smirking you moved to turn
the stove on low heating up food you had cooked for Jay much earlier in the day
tricking him into thinking he had nothing because you were sure after this he
would have an appetite and you may not have legs. Yours hands searched the
fridge for your whip cream and a cherry popsicle that had ice cream on the
inside of it. Making your way back to him you put everything down crawling on
the bed between his legs. Spreading them open you pulled down his boxers until
he was left in nothing, Grabbing the popsicle you unwrapped it looking at Jay.
“My baby isn’t hard yet so, we need to fix that.” You cooed
out, licking on the frozen substance until it started to melt you placed it on
his lower stomach close to the base of his dick. Jay bit harshly on his bottom
lip jerking at the cuffs but you tried not to focus on what he was going
through. Your hand grabbed at your feather, running it up and down his abs and
over his nipples. You watched his body become littered in goosebumps soft
reluctant moans falling from his hips as his head rolled back. Smirking you
pressed the feather against his twitching member, rubbing the tip of the soft
item against the opening of his dick head. Jay cursed jerking his hips and you
enjoyed every moment of it, circling the feather around his tip as his member
jumped. Your free hand grabbed at his balls and you played with him watching
him moan and writhe against the bed.
“Does it feel good baby?” You asked him with a wicked smile,
he growled at you, wanting to say more but you started to drag the feather up
and down the underside of his dick near his sensitive spots and veins. The
popsicle slowly melted on his skin, you leaned down to lick up some of the
sticky substance letting your tongue lick around his base. Letting your hand go
from his balls you gripped at the popsicle rubbing it up and down his shaft
coating him with it before you let your tongue lean down to flick across his
balls quickly. Wrapping your lips around them sucking on each one, gently
nibbling on the sack as your tongue drug across it. Jay was bucking his hips up
into nothing but air, the feather tickling him and making his back arch. You moved
your mouth to lick under his dick attacking his personal sensitive special spot
sucking on it. The feather went to his balls, Jay rolled his back as precum
oozed from his tip. You licked your way up to the top licking him clean and
nibbling on his head, wrapping your lips around him to give a few sucks before
he was cursing out your name spilling his cum into your mouth. You were shocked
at how easy he gave it, but greedily you lapped at the bitter sweet substance that
painted your tongue.
Pulling back, you sucked a bit on the popsicle rubbing the
rest of it up and down his chest until it was all smeared. You leaned forward
to lick it off your tongue dancing across his skin that was still shuddering
and trying to calm down. You moved the feather to tickle at his limp member
getting it hard again. Reaching over for an ice cube, you rubbed it around his
tip causing Jay to cry out in short pain, the freezing block of ice hurting a
bit. You loved it so much, he shook his head no not wanting the stimulation but
you kept it there until it was melted water. Leaning down you lapped at it
licking the water from his tip. You gripped at another ice cube but pressed it
into your mouth this time. Sucking on it letting it melt on your tongue you
blew cool air onto Jay’s penis watching the member becoming even harder and red
at the tip. Smirking you opened your mouth letting some of the water fall onto
his shaft making a loud slurping noise. Jay groaned shuddering and watching you,
his hair starting to fall into his eyes. You waited until the cool ice was
gone, instantly leaning down you wrapped your cold lips around the hardened
shaft. Bobbing your head up and down you worked yourself up to deepthroating
him and letting him rest at the back of your throat for periods of time.
Swallowing around his shaft and hollowing his cheeks. You took your mine with
him, your tongue moving to lick from side to side under his dick, wrapping around
it and licking across his tip. You loved how he cried out for you, how his
hands fisted and he lightly pulled on the handcuffs. He was moaning your name
louder, his chest rising and falling quickly, little beads of sweat collecting
on his body and you were more than proud with what you were doing. Staring to
make slurping noises on him you bobbed your head up and down faster, your
cheeks hollowing out some so that you could create a tighter suction space for
him. He was trying to not rut his hips but you encouraged him grabbing one of
his hips to help him push up against your face. Gripping at an ice cube you
placed it against the underside of his dick rubbing it down to his balls and
back up, the spit from your lips dripping down to the base of his shaft, and
against his balls. Jay’s head rolled back, mouth agape as he gave out another
shuddering cry and came again, his hips snapping up against your face as he
emptied his load.
“Baby please.” He stared in a cracked voice, his mouth
falling open as you pulled back and cleaned him off for a second time. You
shook your head getting of the bed going to get your vibratex from the closet.
Pulling it up into the wall beside the bed, you let the setting rest on high,
rubbing it up and down the underside of his dick. Jay cried out as his body
became red, you knew it was probably hurting him because he never came so much
back to back and it was going to get harder for him to do so.
“It hurts baby please, I’m sorry.” Jay begged but you weren’t
listening. Climbing back on the bed you grabbed at the whip cream, shaking it
up you popped the top off spraying some on his chest and on his thighs. Your
tongue slowly flicking across his skin, marking your territory with your teeth
as you bit down on parts of his body. Your mouth playing with his nipples.
Leaning down you cleaned the white substance from his thighs pressing the
vibrating head against his balls watching his feet plant into the bed as he
lifted his hips. Your mouth planted wet kisses along his skin until you were
breathing in his scent at his neck, sucking little hickeys on each side,
finding his spots easily you played with them moaning against his ear to tease
You pulled back, looking down at an angry red shaft, you
gripped him by the base of his dick pressing the vibrating head fully against
his slit opening. He gritted his teeth you could see the pain from the
overstimulation in his face. He wanted relief and to not cum again but you had
plans for at least two more rounds. Letting his dick go, you grabbed at the
feather rubbing it up and down his dick to tickle him. Your hand dropped the
feather, gripping his large appendage with your hand you jerked him off
quickly, letting the vibrator stay against his head. Jay couldn’t help but snap
his hips up though he was hating this. He could feel his lower stomach tighten
up and he tried to tell you in so many cluttered words to stop but you weren’t
listening. Having too much fun and enjoying his pleas of cries for you to stop.
You leaned down licking across his lower stomach biting on the skin and nibbling
at his hips, you pulled back the vibrator from his tip watching as the cum
spilled from his dick. You groaned softly leaning down to lick it up slowly,
turning the vibrator off you stood up and started to undress yourself slowly. Jay
shed a single tear, his body shaking as he took deep breaths and tried to
You moved to take your clothes off piece by piece, until you
were just left in your thigh highs moving to straddle him again. You placed his
tip against your soaked folds, rubbing your wet slit, you mewled in pleasure
rolling your head back, you were enjoying it too much to the point you were
going to cum like that. Moving to lower yourself onto him, moving to grab the
key from under the pillows you started to free him but it was a bad mistake.
Jay flipped you over and he started to pound deep into you, his hands gripping
onto your hips into a bruising manner.
“Fuck this shit hurts so bad, but I’m going to fuck the hell
out of you I promise.” Jay growled, slapping his hips against yours. His mouth
leaned down latching onto your nipples he sucked on the plump flesh, moving to
grab at your ass cheeks slamming you down onto his shaft. His hips connected
with yours he made sure that he didn’t break the contact with you. His dick
brushing against your silk walls as you wrapped tightly around him. He groaned
out in pleasure as he slammed deep into you. Your hips felt sore, your hands
moving up to scratch down his biceps as he pressed against you. He leaned down
connecting your lips, his tongue shoving into your mouth to create a heated
frenzy. His hand moved to slide against your clit up and down the pink bud
harshly. Your hips bucked up against his, little cries escaped your lips as you
felt your orgasm approaching your body. Your hips rolled against his as he
fucked against your spot, your body was becoming succumbed to the pleasure,
your hands moved to scratch down his back, pulling him close to you as he
pounded you into the bed.
“Jay-Jay!” You cried out shaking under him, as your orgasm
ripped through yourself. You shook under him squeezing around his shaft as he
milked you for everything you had. He buried his head in your neck, continuing
to rut his hips against yours he spilled his cum inside of you, only a few
thick ropes coming out due to how many times he had came. He rocked his hips
slowly against yours before he fell on you. You smirked rubbing your hands up
and down his back kissing on his jaw slowly. He rolled off you pulling you to
“How do you feel?” You asked softly cupping his cheeks
peppering him with kisses.
“Like if I cum again all that will come out is a white flag
with the words bang on it.” He admitted with a soft chuckle and you covered
your face shaking your head.
“Then we don’t have to do it for a while, I made you food.”
You smiled drawing your fingers against his tattoos.
“Oh baby girl.” Jay said gripping at your chin making you
look in his eyes. “You better hope that after I eat my body doesn’t feel
replenished. Because I’m going to make sure that you’re crying when I’m done.”
“Jaebum stop.” You exhaled out in
frustration turning to look at your boyfriend over your shoulder and that
seemed to halt his ramblings. He looked up from adjusting his belt as he stared
at you, perking an eyebrow. “We’re going to go out with my friends, not my
“He’s your ex-boyfriend and he’s
a fucking asshole.” He rolled his eyes tugging on the belt harder than he
should. He looked at you one last time before grabbing his shirt laid neatly on
the bed and moving out of the room. “I’ll wait in the car.” He explained,
walking out before he could even fully button his shirt. You didn’t understand
why he was so pissed off over one man. You’ve never seen Jay pissed off at a
man more than your ex-boyfriend. He had find the idea of meeting your first
love hilarious because as he said it; “It
feels like I’m meeting the old you.”
He never had any problems with
your ex-boyfriends before, just this one.
IMAGINE acting out and bruce makes you join YJ WARNINGS angst probably spelling/grammar errors
“You’re not my father, Bruce!”
The two of you were stunned into silence. The words tasted like venom, but it was nothing compared to how Bruce’s demeanor changed. His shoulder’s straightened, fingers curling into fists, face blank behind his cowl. He seemed…different. You looked away, huffing, and peeled off your domino mask. You wanted to apologize, but he beat you to it.
“No more patrol,“ He said.
“You can’t be serious!” You scoffed in disbelief. “All I did was break the guy’s wrist. It wasn’t like I killed him!”
“We’ll discuss a more appropriate punishment tomorrow,” He spoke in a monotone, avoiding eye-contact.
“Fine,” You clenched your fists and took a step back, “Whatever.”
It seemed like all the two of you did was fight. He watched you leave, waiting until you were completely out of sight to let out a long, tired sigh. He tugged off his cowl and tossed it to the side. He wanted to laugh at how similar you were with Jason. Both stubborn as hell. You were his sibling after all. Jason. This all started after… He couldn’t even think about it. He didn’t know what to do, what to say, how to be there for you.
“This is Bluejay,” Batman greeted, his grip tightening on your shoulder. “They’ll be a temporary member until further notice.”
"Temporary member?” Aquagirl questioned.
“Until I can learn to listen,” You sighed. “Y'all are stuck with me.”
No one dared go against Batman, but his decision to place on the team–even if it was temporary–came as a surprise to the team. It was barely a few months after Robin’s unexpected death and now you were joining? It didn’t make much sense.
La'gaan took a step forward, outstretching his hand in a formal greeting. “Welcome.”
“Thanks,” You said unenthusiastically, ignoring his hand.
“Well…” Nightwing clapped his hands, chuckling. “That’s enough excitement for today. Garfield, mind showing Bluejay to their room?”
“Sure!” Garfield jumped towards you, throwing an arm around your shoulder and began pulling you away from the group, “Just this way!”
“The rest of you-” Nightwing faced the team- “Go home.”
They nodded off, listening to their leader’s orders. Karen grabbed Mal’s hand, tugging him towards the zeta-tubes; Tula shared a look with Garth and Kaldur, grinning as she grabbed their arms and pulled them away; La'gaan laced his hand with M'gann, smiling gently and pulling her away; Conner grumbled to himself, turning on his heel and heading for his room; Batgirl, Nightwing, and Batman were left.
“What’s going on?” Batgirl questioned, arms crossed and concerned.
“Ask him,” Nightwing ran a hand through his hair, glancing at the dark knight.
“They’ve been taking the job too far,” Batman finally spoke. “Not listening. Arguing. Sneaking out. Picking fights. They’re here for their own good.”
“Wait-” Nightwing furrowed his eyebrows in unbelief- “Are you sure this is the same Y/N we both know?”
“That doesn’t sound like them…” Batgirl muttered.
“No,” Batman shook his head, “It doesn’t.”
“Hey, Jay…” You brushed a finger against the headstone, sighing. “Guess what Bruce did; he sent me away. Not that I blame him.”
Three weeks into your punishment, you figured it wouldn’t be too much of a risk to head back to the manor for a brief moment. You refused to break down. Between the two of you, you were always the one to maintain their cool. Without a half-hearted sigh, you lowered yourself onto the soil and laid back. You gazed up at the night sky. The team was off on a mission, which gave you the opportunity to be her right now. You wondered how they were doing. Hopefully, they were okay. For a long while, you were able to lay there in peace.
“You’re supposed to be at Mount Justice.”
You scoff. “What’s it to you?”
You looked away from the stars to look at Bruce; his cape bristled against the wind as he glowered down at you. You didn’t move from your spot as you continued to stare at him. This wasn’t the confrontation you intended. You expected to fight, the occasional prissy teenage comment, the “go to your room” response. Instead, Bruce only sighed and took off his cowl.
“Each time you go rogue, there’s a price to pay. And it’s not cheap.” His words may have been harsh, but his tone was soft.
“I was there,” You said, “I could’ve saved him.”
His gaze drifted towards the stars. Without so much as a thought, he lowered himself beside you. His back rested against his father’s gravestone as he thought over his next words carefully. “In this line of work, we can’t save everyone. Not even those we hold close.”
“Do you think he blames us?” You whisper. When Bruce doesn’t answer, you sit up. You move until your leaning against his side and he wraps his arm around you. “I didn’t mean it; when I said you weren’t my dad. I was angry, but you are my dad, Bruce.”
“It’s okay,” He says, holding you tightly, “If you need to be angry, be angry. Be sad. Cry. It’s okay. Just don’t take it out on the people around you, okay?”