“…but I was thinking, maybe we should-Hello, the earth is
calling Y/N. Anyone home?” Justin waved his hands in front of Y/N’s face. She
quickly focused her eyes on his face. “Mhm?” she mumbled.
“Where did I lose you?” he asked curiously, wondering what
was on her mind. They were discussing which movie they’re going to watch.
“Um, you were saying something about, um, the girl on the
train? You said you would like to watch it, since you liked the book so much.”
she spoke unsurely, wondering if he even spoke of that. She knows they had that
conversation few days ago, but did he mentioned it today, she wasn’t certain.
As a respond he giggled. She joined him, she loved when he
would giggle, his eyes would nearly shut, his smile would grow so big and the
sound was just like an angel was laughing.
“So I’ve lost you like three days ago. I didn’t even
mentioned it today. FYI I was telling you about this new movie “Don’t Breath”,
but now I’m very interested what was on your mind.” His smile grew even wider,
he looked like he caught her in some kind of embarrassing action, and he
actually did, without even knowing. She could feel hotness spreading around her
face, she knew she looked as red as a tomato. She buried her face into her
That made Justin giggle even more. “Oh don’t tell me that you
were picturing me naked?” he wiggled his eyebrows. He knew it would make her
blush even more, and he just couldn’t resist but tease her. “You know, you
could’ve just asked, I would even put a show for you.”
She immediately lifted her head up and yelled giggling “NO”
her cheeks were dark red. She once again covered her face.
“So you don’t want me to put on a show for you?” Justin
placed his left hand over his chest, pretending he’s hurt. “I am deeply offended,
He couldn’t keep a
straight face, not around her. She was just so embarrassed, it was the cutest
thing ever. He extended his arms to her. “Come”
She shyly moved from her place on the couch and sat onto his
lap. She buried her face into crotch of his neck. He chuckled once again, and
so did she. “Now will you tell me what you were thinking about, if it wasn’t me
She took a deep breath. She had some thoughts on this, and
how to explain it to him, without him getting hurt. She moved her face from his
neck and looked deeply into his eyes. By now, his face wasn’t all giggly and
happy anymore, it was rather serious.
“Y/N, what is it? You’re scaring me.” he looked concerned. She
placed her hands on his chest and started playing with the shirts fabric.
“No, no, it’s nothing that serious, you don’t have to be
worried. I just. Ugh, I don’t know how to say this. You know I’m not good at
this things.” His face lightened up a little bit.
“So you where picturing me naked.”
“No I was not.”
“Well then you were picturing us having sex.” Her cheeks
went red once again. “So you were. You know you don’t have to picture something
like that when I’m right there.” He got closer to her. She knew where this was
leading and she had nothing against it, but it was now or never.
She lightly pushed him back down, and he looked at her
confused. He wanted to say something but she cut him off.
“Technically, yes I was picturing us naked, but there was
more to it.” Her eyes once more focused on her hands rather than his eyes. He
could tell that he was very intrigued by now, and he wanted to know more than
“So what was that more?” his voice became lower. He’s words
came out like a little growl, which only sent shivers down her spine. He could
feel she tensed above him. “Tell me, baby, what was I doing?”
She was always so shy about this kind of things, and she
knew she won’t be able to tell him her fantasy, but she can avoid it by a
simple question which should clarify everything.
“What kinks do you have?” now for him, that question came
out of nowhere and it shocked him. Justin was staring at her, not sure why she
was changing the subject.
“Look, you know I suck at dirty talk. Stop giggling, I
wasn’t making a dirty joke.” She lightly punched his shoulder. “You’re not
“Oh come here my embarrassed baby.” He got closer once again
and their lips met for a quick peck. Once they separated she started again.
“You have to know one thing, by all of this I am not saying that our sex life
is bad, at least not for me. It’s amazing but I just feel like something is
missing. So I wanna know what gets you off, what do you like.”
He didn’t know what to say, she caught him off-guard. He
observed her and she just couldn’t take the silence anymore. “Fine I’ll start. Um,
I like rough sex, and by that I mean everything that goes with it, choking,
tying up, ass slapping, blindfolding, and usage of toys. I like it when a man
knows how to treat a woman, how to be a dominant but at the same time caring
He looked at her like she was someone else, he had no idea
where that came from. She was always so shy telling him about her sex dream or
simple dirty talk during sex, so it shook him up.
He cleaned his throat and shifted in his sat, he was getting
hot from her recent confession. “So that’s what you really like, baby girl? Is
that what you want me to do?” Justin got closer to her, she could feel her heart
beating faster. She bit her lip and simply nodded.
He placed his left hand on her back and twirled her around
so she was laying on the couch and he was hovering her. She separated her legs
and wrapped them around his waist. He brought his face closer to hers, but
never touching hers.
Suddenly he got up from her, she was confused. He offered
her his left arm and she took it. He pulled her of the couch. Their faces met
once again, but he didn’t make a move. “Since you like being tied up, I can’t
fuck the living shit out of you down here where I can’t tie you up to
He guided her up to their shared room, and with every step
was feeling more and more horny. Once they were inside,
Justin pushed her against the bedroom door. She gasped from sudden harshness,
but it only made her hornier.
“Tonight I don’t want to hear a sound from you, unless I
gave you permission. Understood?” Justin growled into her ear. She felt
unexpected heat spreading across her body. She nodded, she wasn’t able to
answer his question. But he wasn’t pleased with that.
His left hand found her neck and squeezed it, first, lightly,
then adding more force. “Understood?” he inquired loudly. “Yes” she mumbled.
“Yes, what?” he repeated after her.
He lighten his grip only to lock his lips with hers. She
expected it to be a rough and fast kiss, but he wasn’t hurrying anywhere. It
annoyed her, she wanted to feel him, and she wanted him to just take her,
without any foreplay. But she knew she wasn’t getting that.
His hands were moving up and down her body, but once hers
found the back of his head, he jacked the off and held them up, above her head.
It only made her moan into the kiss.
He freed her lips and placed kisses all over her chin. She
knew what he was doing, and he knew the exact effect he had on her. “Please,
All of the sudden he stopped, his grip became tighter. He
looked into her eyes, his voice was low and steady. “I don’t recall giving you
a permission to speak. Do that one more time and I will stop.” She bit her lip
and tried to hold in a moan.
He freed her hands only to rip her shirt off. She wouldn’t
be able to describe how hot and weak it made her when he ripped it, she wanted
to moan, all frustrated. He took what remained
of the shirt in one hand, while he used his other one to guide her to
the bed. When her legs hit the end of the bed, he demanded. “Bra off, lay on
your back, hands above your head.”
She listened, but she took the chance to tease him as much
as he was teasing her. She slowly reached behind her back, she pretended to be
struggling with her bra. He clenched his jaw and stepped closer. He didn’t even
warn her, he just ripped it off and pushed her onto bed. She crawled to the top
of the bed, she obediently laid on her back placing her hands above her head,
meeting the coldness of headboard.
Justin seemed pleased, as he got onto bed, placing his knees
on either side of her body, slowly making his way up to her, slowly rolling her
shirt in his hands. Once he reached her, his crotch was directly in front of
her and she couldn’t help but bite her lip.
“You like what you see?” he asked taking her hands in his
and wrapping her shirt around her hands. He continued, never stopping to look
down at her. “Now, this will have to work today, but next time, baby girl,
you’re gonna be properly handcuffed. I promise you that.” He tighten the knot,
making sure it was at the same time tight enough, but not way to tight.
He backed away a little bit, he lowered himself, so his face
was at the same height as hers. They looked at each other, and Y/N just
couldn’t take it anymore. She just wanted to feel his touch, his lips all over
her body, his hands working their way up and down her inner thigh, his tongue
circling around her clit, and lastly his dick inside of her.
She moved her head up but he was faster and backed away, only
a little bit but enough far so she couldn’t reach him. He smirked at her while
she let out a sigh. It seemed like he wasn’t hurrying anywhere, but Y/N was
just about to explode. “Ugh, please Justin. Stop teasing.” She whined out.
The sound of her voice made Justin back away. He wiggled his
left finger “That’s a no-no. What did I say? Speak one more time and I will
stop. Do you really want me to stop? No? Then I will have to get those pretty little
mouth occupied, won’t I?”
Justin got off the bed, still not hurrying anywhere. He stood
on the left side of the bed, slowly undoing his kaki jeans. He used the opportunity
to take his shirt off, shoes and Calvin Klein boxers. Y/N’s eyes never let his
out of sight, observing every inch of his body, memorizing the little stuff.
“Like what you see?” Justin inquired. As a respond, she let
out a loud moan. “Isn’t it funny that, when you have a permission to talk you don’t,
but when you don’t, you do? You like being bad? Trust me I can treat you like a
bad girl any time you want.” He growled, slowly getting onto bed, taking the
same position as before.
He took his dick into his hand and placed it in front of her
mouth. “Suck.” But he didn’t need to tell her twice. She took him into her
mouth, as much as she could and started sucking onto it. His mouth felt open, as
her eyes never left his eyes. “Fuck, just like that.”
She would gladly go
slow and tease him, but she wasn’t able to take it slow. She picked her pace,
sucking and licking. He grabbed her hair “So you wanna be a bad girl? Then, don’t
suck a dick like a good girl.” With those words he pushed her head all the way
to his pubic hair. She gaged at the sudden at the feeling of his whole dick in
“That’s right take it all.” He roughly pushed her head back
and forth, and every time she could feel the tip of his dick hitting the back
of her throat. She could feel her drool all over her neck and chest.
“How selfish of me. You’re here all hot and wet, and all I think
about is my pleasure.” He pulled out, heavy breathing.
“Are you wet for me? Or are you dripping?” he asked, slowly
backing away so he was placed in between her legs. “Well, let’s find out.”
He harshly pressed his right hand on her pussy, rubbing her
clit through her panties. She let out a loud moan of relief, finally feeling
his touch. “Ohhoho.” He said excitedly. “Someone is dripping wet.”
He pulled her panties off, lowering his head, and without a
warning connecting his lips with her clit. Y/N moaned loudly, throwing her head
into the pillow and pushing her hips up. Justin placed his hands around her
legs, separating them to get into better position.
“So delicious.” He growled against her, which send shiver
all over her body. He pushed his two fingers in, making her moan even louder. He
picked his pace with his tongue and fingers action, making her lose her mind.
She was feeling herself getting close, and she knew he felt
it to, because he suddenly stopped. She whined because of the sudden feeling of
emptiness. He got up and in a matter of second pushed himself into him.
The sudden change from his tongue to his dick made her
scream his name out loud. He let out a loud grown. “So Fucking. Tight.” He muttered
out with every thrust.
With his left hand he placed her left leg onto his shoulder,
lightly hovering over her, his right hand found her right nipple, harshly nibbling
She was close, she could feel her orgasm growing. “I can
feel you clenching around my dick. You wanna come? Well not yet.”
With those words he picked up his speed, and it made it even
hared for not to cum. She tugged her nails into the fabric of her shirt. She looked
up at Justin, her eyes begging him to let her cum. He moved his hand from her
nipple to her neck, griping it tightly.
“Cum for me, baby girl. Cum for daddy.” Nothing more was
needed to be say. She felt her walls clenching, and within the second she came
hard, all around him, tugging her nails now into her skin, screaming his name.
“Fuck. You look so hot when you cum.” He hissed out, not
slowing his pace, while she was still high from her previous longly waited orgasm.
He stopped only to flip her around. “On all fours.” He demanded,
and once again thrusted into her. She was feeling sore, but she didn’t mind, it
felt so good to feel him inside her, she wished they could stay like this
He tangled his left hand in her hair, tugging it back so he
could appreciate her pretty face. His right hand slapped her each ass cheek
twice, making her whimper after every slap.
He could feel himself getting close, so he picked his pace.
Y/N wasn’t far away, even though she just finished one orgasm. She pushed her
ass more up “Fucking hell Y/N, do that again.”
She pushed her ass up as much as she could, feeling
satisfied that she could please him like that. “Are you close baby girl? Yeah?
Cum with me, cum with your daddy.”
His thrust became sloppier as both of their orgasms hit
them, she could feel his hot seed feeling her inside, and she screamed his name
loudly. He growled loudly emptying himself into her.
As the rid their orgasm of, Y/N collapsed on the bed, and
Justin on top of her, never pulling his dick out of her. She moved her head so
she was facing him and she smiled. They were both breathing heavily.
“That was extraordinary.” Was all she could mumble into the pillow.
I know this isn’t Marvel imagine, but i wrote this long time ago and thought maybe i should post it.
The bed was so comfortable. She rolled around in her sleep
and she felt like she was floating on the clouds. She starched her arm to touch
her boyfriend, but all she met was more silky sheets. She slowly began to open
her eyes, it took her some time before she could see properly. Her eyes needed
some time to get used to the darkness.
That reminded her of the psychology class from the other
day, when their teacher told them, that their eyes need thirty minutes before
you could see anything.
She always found that very stupid, especially when she was
walking to school in the morning. Her eyes didn’t need thirty minutes to get
used to the darkness, she could see properly just after five minutes.
She looked around the room but she couldn’t find much known,
and very dear silhouette to her. He was nowhere to be found, and that got her
wondering, what he could be possibly doing at this time of the night. To be
honest she didn’t know what time it was, and neither was she going to look,
because it would be a crime to move from this holy position.
She was always laying on her stomach, she would much likely
fall asleep on her back, but during the night she would always find her way
back onto the stomach. It was the most comfortable pose ever. So she didn’t
even bother to roll back and grab her phone form the night stand.
She was laying like that for
solid ten minutes, even though it seemed to her like it was hours. She wasn’t
sure how much time has passed, but she wondered how she didn’t fall asleep
immediately. She is always the first one to fall asleep, she could lay
anywhere, and within the minute, and she would be out.
But it was only because she was
sleeping next to him, but when they were separated because of his tour and her
school, she would barely get some kind of sleep. She just missed the warmth his
body produced, the feeling of his strong, muscular hands wrapped around her
body. His sweet little kisses all the way from her back, over her shoulder,
around her neck and finally locking with hers. His low voiced “Goodnight” that
was so innocence, but it would still send shivers down her spine.
She is so deeply in love with
him, so over her head with him, he can make her lose her mind in less than a
second. She would do anything for him, and that scares her the most. She never
thought she would love anyone so much, it terrifies her sometimes. The thought that
he holds her everything in his hands, her heart, her soul, her life, that one
wrong word, move and she will be shuttered, broken, left in pieces.
He isn’t the type of person that
would hurt her on purpose, he’s a sweet, loving and genuine guy. But lately
he hasn’t been acting like himself. She understands that tour took a lot of his
energy, and that all he wants now is peace and to relax, and she respects that.
What hurts the most is when he says he needs to relax but he goes out with his
friends, and comes home in early morning hours. She tried to confront him about
it, but he would just raise his hands in the air, call her petty or just tell
her that he missed them.
But so does she. She haven’t seen
him in a year, all she wants now is, for him to wrap his hands around her, tell
her he loves her and just cuddle for the rest of the day. She’s not asking for
much, is she now? And even though he’s home now, she feels the same way she did
when he was on tour. She misses him, and he’s right there, but just like he
isn’t. She tried everything, she wonders if she did something wrong, is he mad
at her, but anytime she would start a conversation about it, he would just push
She let out a loud sigh and moved
the covers from her body, and as soon as the silky sheets left her body, she
felt shivers run down her spine, and only then she realised, the balcony doors
were open, she was staring at them but she didn’t notice, not until now, and
that’s exactly what he does to her. She wasn’t really sure why she felt the
shivers because it wasn’t even cold.
And then she saw him, he was
standing there, leaning onto balcony fence, looking so peaceful, maybe that’s
the reason she felt them, her brain recognised him before she did. But one
thing shocked her, he was smoking a cigarette. She was damn sure he stopped, at
least that’s what he said. Well more correctly, that’s what he promised to do.
All she wanted to do was to go
out, hug him from behind and just stay like that for hours. But she was afraid,
afraid to move, because if he hears her, he will turn around and again go into
his, now natural state, tensed.
She observed him for few more
minutes, and then she decided to get up, she didn’t walk towards him, rather
she went down to the kitchen and grab herself something to drink. She wasn’t
really thirsty, but she couldn’t lay there anymore. She was so distracted that
she almost fell over the pile of his clothes that was on the floor. And that
little pile made her so angry, so she just wanted to turn around, go out and
yell at him. Later on, she wasn’t even sure if she was mad about the pile, or
about him in general.
She opened the fridge and just
stared in, does she take bottle of water or apple juice. She went with just
regular water, because she didn’t want anything sweet. She poured it into a
glass and brought it to her lips, she was slowly drinking while looking through
the kitchen window, into the dark, full of shadows, back yard. Shadows were
playing around, enlighten the trees, now from this, now from that side. She
calmed down a little bit, and she didn’t even hear him come.
Lately she was so distracted, it
started to bother her. His low and quiet voice shook her out of her dreams. It was
so quiet, but so was the house so it sounded like he was standing right behind
her, but she knew he was either leaning onto kitchen door, or kitchen cabinets.
“Why are you up so late?”
She wasn’t sure how to respond to
that. Does she tells him the truth, that she can’t sleep without him and that
the person who sleeps with her now isn’t her boyfriend, but some stranger
taking over his body? Or does she just lie to him, and tells him its school? She
rather decided to say nothing but to stare through window again.
Now she could feel the smell of cigarette
that he just smoked, and it bothered her so much. The smell was so unpleasant,
she wanted to turn around and tell him to shower. She took a deep breath, put
the glass into the sink, knowing that she’s going to wash it tomorrow. She slowly
turned around, trying not to catch his gaze, slowly started walking towards
their shared room.
Just as she thought she had
passed him, she felt the strong grip on her hand. By then she was already
pissed off, and all she could do was let out a loud groan. She tried to pull
her hand out of his grip, but he only pulled her closer. Her face met his bare
chest, and she appreciated the warmth and smell of his body, even though the
smell of cigarette ruined it.
“I’m tired Justin, let me go,
Her voice was low, she felt
tired, but not physical tiredness, no the mental one was bigger problem.
“Apparently you’re not tired
enough if you woke up at 2.30 a.m.” and what could she say to that. She hated
it when he became cocky little shit, mostly because that wasn’t her Justin. She
wanted to talk to him about everything, but she knew it would all turn into a
fight, and for that, she was not ready.
“My mouth was dry, so it woke me
up, can you please let me go now?”
She whispered into his chest,
feeling her eyes getting wetter. No she didn’t want to cry, but sometimes we don’t
cry because we’re weak, we cry because it’s the only way to let out the pain,
the frustration. It’s the only way to make mental pain, physical. But she didn’t
want to cry in front of him, she just didn’t.
But his question dried her eyes
in a second, she again became frustrated and angry, but at the same time
confused and sad. That’s what he does to her. Confuses her, completely.
“Why are you avoiding me? In the
evening, you’re already sleeping even before I enter the room. You leave in the
morning without a kiss, without a goodbye. When I want to make you feel good, and
you know how good I make you feel, your head hurts, or you have an exam to
study for, or just something else that doesn’t make any damn sense.”
She was indeed avoiding him, but
she only did it because she thought that would protect her from him. She didn’t
know why she needed the protection from him, but she felt that way, if he was
going to push her away, she won’t be able to try and hold him.
She was once again speechless, or
so she pretended she was. She was a burning lion, observing, but always ready
She felt his hand under her chin,
pulling it up, to finally meet his gaze. Every single time she would look into
his eyes, he would make her feel like she’s seeing him for the first time ever,
that weird feeling in her stomach made her change her weight from her right to
her left leg.
He looked at her, or more properly,
he observed her, he was still waiting for an answer, but he knew he wouldn’t get
one, not from her and not tonight. But did he even wanted it? No, he just
needed her attention, but he didn’t realise he was the reason why she stopped
giving him so much attention. She wasn’t even aware of what she was doing to
him. He was making him go crazy, he hated her for that.
He moved so fast she didn’t even
got to catch a breath before her back met stone cold wall. His hands were on
each side of her body, her legs were wrapped around him, and they fit so
perfectly. His face was so close, their noses touched and she could feel his
hot breath on her face. He was looking deeply into her eyes like he was asking for
permission, but she knew he wasn’t.
Their lips met, and there was no sweetness
in it, no patience, only roughness. But she didn’t mind, he moved his left hand
down her body and gripped her ass, ass his lips did the same, concentrating on
her neck. His pace was at the same time rough but perfect. All she could do was
let out a small moan, that made him lean more into her, and she could feel his
smirk growing against her neck. She wrapped her hand around his muscles,
digging her nails into his skin. Suddenly he pulled his lips away from her
neck, and he moved her from cold wall to the kitchen table. She used the chance
to take her shirt off.
As soon as her nipples were
exposed and hit by cold air they got hard. His eyes moved from her lips to her
breast and he didn’t waste any time. He took her right nipple into his mouth, nibbling
and sucking onto it, while he took other one in between his fingers and started
tugging onto it. She let out a loud moan of pleasure. His mouth moved from her nipple
to her mouth.
“You’re fucking gorgeous, you
know that? Let me make you feel the way I only know.”
He mumbled against her lips, the only response she offered
him was a small whimper. He moved his lips down her jaw again, this time making
sure to leave marks all the way from her neck to her breast. He moved his left
hand down her body, until he reached her inner thigh. He moved the tips of his
fingers against the sensitive skin, teasing her. She groaned and tried to pull
herself closer to him, she was eager to fell his touch.
“Please, Justin” she whispered. Neither of them could wait
any longer, but he felt indescribable pleasure teasing her. He slid his hand
into her underwear, his fingers meeting her clit, rubbing it roughly. “So
fucking wet.” He slid his fingers into her without a warning. Sudden pleasure
made her let out loud moan, trying to get even closer to him, just so she could
feel more of him.
“You keep moving closer to me, baby girl, even though there
is no more place to move. See, only I make you feel this way. You should
remember that.” He moved his lips from her neck and looked deeply into her
“I was going to tease you some more, but I just want to fuck
the shit out of you.” he pulled his fingers out, pulled his Calvin Klein’s
down, separated her legs and without a warning slammed into her. His mouth fell
open while she moaned loudly. She wrapped her hands around his naked body, scratching
“Fucking hell. You’re so tight, baby girl.” he hovered over
her, making her back hit the cold table board. His mouth found her nipple and
started nibbling onto it. Her mouth fell open from sudden pleasure. His hips
found a perfect pace.
“Tell me how good I make you feel.” He groaned against her
nipple. She wanted too, but the pleasure was too much and the only way she
responded was through loud moan. But he wasn’t pleased with that. He slapped
her ass, twice, once from right side, other time from left side. Burn that she
felt after his hands made her whimper even more. When she still wasn’t
responding, he picked his pace, even though she thought he couldn’t go any
Their bodies moved in sync, and she could spot sweat dripping
down his forehead. Even though the kitchen was very big, it became so hot in
there that she wanted to jump out of her skin.
She felt his hand around her neck, griping her tightly, and
the rough feeling almost pushed her over the edge, but he suddenly pulled out. The
sudden feeling of emptiness made her whimper.
“You’re not cumming, until you tell me how god I make you
feel, you understand me?” she nodded and pulled her hips up, trying to get him
to continue. But he just looked at her. She took a deep breath and started.
“You make me feel so-“but she wasn’t able to finish. He pushed
into her with so much force, all she could do was scream. She could see a smirk
playing on his lips, he was pleased with her answer.
She felt the well-known feeling and she knew she was close. She
won’t be able to hold it any longer, but she could see he was just as close as
“I feel you getting tighter around me. You wanna cum, baby
girl?” His voice was low and husky and she only could nod.
“Yes, please.” She somehow mumbled in between the moans.
“Look at me, let’s cum together.” Their eyes met, and like
it was their trigger, his movements became sloppier and he let out a loud
groan, while she screamed out his name, scratching his back. She could feel him
feeling her up with his jounces and it was the best feeling.
“Oh fuck.” He mumbled, they both tried to catch a breath
after an amazing experience.
“I love you.” he leaned closer and locked their lips once
again. “I love you” she mumbled against his lips.
He picked her into his arms and carried her to their shared