ᡣ𐭩 munchies with plug!jason todd ⸝⸝.ᐟ cw: mature content (17+), mentions of weed, cunnulingus (obviously lmao), jason cums in his pants
the haze from the joint still clouds your thoughts, a lazy fog that softens the sharp edges of how this all unfolded. you vaguely recall the two of you lounging on jason's bed just an hour earlier, passing the smoke back and forth with sweet giggles, the room filling with that earthy scent. his eyes had grown heavy-lidded, not from fatigue, but from a sudden, aching need that twisted his features. his gaze had dropped to your thighs then, a hesitant glint flashing as he murmured something about satisfying his cravings right where it counted most.
now, he's positioned right where he craves to be: nestled between your thighs, his mouth devouring your cunt with a mix of desperate need and eagerness, his body trembling slightly as if waiting for your permission to continue.
his lips press sloppily against your slick folds, parting them wider with each hungry kiss, his head dipping lower to bury his face deeper into you. the room fills with the wet sounds of his slurping and ragged breaths, your arousal coating his cheeks and dripping from his chin in shiny trails that glisten under the dim light. he pauses for a split second, looking up at you with those pleading half-lidded eyes, before diving back in, his tongue tracing messy circles around your entrance to savour every inch.
jason's tongue works relentlessly, plunging into your soaking hole and lapping at the gummy walls inside, drawing out every drop of your essence as you sigh beneath him. he sucks gently on your inner lips, pulling them into his mouth before releasing with a soft pop, then flattens his tongue to lick upward, pressing firmly against your swollen clit. it throbs under the pressure, sending jolts through your body while you whisper his name, fingers threading into his hair to guide him closer. he responds with a needy groan that vibrates right into your core, his body arching slightly as if the sound of your pleasure fuels his hunger.
“please, ma... thank you for letting me taste you like this," he murmurs against your cunt, his voice muffled and trembling with gratitude. his tongue flicks insistently at your hole, probing deeper as if begging for more access, and he whines softly each time you clench around the intrusion, your juices flooding his mouth. he's lost in the flavour, his licks turning frantic yet reverent. he circles your clit with the tip of his tongue, then sucks it between his lips, alternating between gentle tugs and firm pressure that makes your thighs clench involuntarily.
between his eager sucks and laps, jason's hips shift restlessly against the mattress, his hard cock straining against his pants and leaking precum onto the sheets without him even realizing. the friction makes him whimper into your folds, his body rocking in subtle, uncontrolled thrusts that betray his growing desperation. he'll keep going until he spills over the fabric in a shuddering release, hips stuttering as cum soaks through, but even then, his mouth won't leave your cunt—he's too consumed by the need to please you, to savour every inch, his tongue already preparing to chase your climax with renewed fervor.
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