the princess 💕

"Baby, come take a photo of me, please!" Jaafar would call out to you while already getting himself into position for the photo.

He didn't even have to ask you twice; you were already making your way over to him with your phone in hand, your fingers tapping away at the screen to find your camera app.

BRO GIMME DAT

( ˶°ㅁ°) !!   moodboard ) jaafar jackson x fem golden retriever gf!reader: extroverted girl who yaps x introverted boy who listens, enough said <3

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shoving your used underwear in jaafar’s mouth while you jerk him off 😵‍💫

he’s fully naked while you’re naked at the bottom, just tits almost spilling in a tank top. your lace underwear that he’s obsessed with just shoved in his mouth while you stroke his length, covered in your spit, lipgloss, and his own arousal. just your own scent and wetness trailed on your underwear leaves him dizzy and a mess while lovingly teasing him because he looks so needy and helpless :(( the whimpers and sobs he trails out every time when your stokes are slow. “aww you needy boy, if only you know how you look and sound right now.” his forehead and chest covered in a sheer layer of sweat from the agonizing minutes you spent stroking his dick. maybe playing with nipples and licking his earlobe to work him up even more.

by the time he’s cumming, he looks right in your eyes with a pathetic look making him look like a neglected puppy. he makes a mess right onto his stomach and chest. you clean him up by licking the remaining arousal on his abs. you remove your drenched underwear off of his mouth while you shove your fingers to make him clean his own mess.

favorite part

summary: it’s very obvious what part of you is his favorite

contains: Fluff, 18+ but no smut, established relationship. idk jaafar just loves your boobs

notes: take them titties out cus i’m tryna see dem am to the pm double d em and i need em 😛

You stood directly in front of your boyfriend, doing everything in your power to pry his eyes away from the tv

“Jaafar” you called. Nothing.

“Jaafaaaar” you tried again, Still nothing.

“Babe?” Absolute silence.

“Baby look at me.” Not even a blink.

Rolling your eyes, you let out a loud, dramatic sigh. You grabbed the hem of your shirt, lifting it just high enough to flash your bra before snapping it right back down.

His head snapped up, his gaze suddenly locked onto you.

“Jaafar” you said, testing him. When he just stared blankly, completely mesmerized then you lifted your shirt again, this time pulling your bra up with it to give him a full view of your boobs

you put your shirt back down to see a large cheeky smile on your boyfriends faces

you reached behind your back, unclipped your bra, and pulled it out from under your shirt. With a quick flick of your wrist, you launched it straight at his head and he caught it effortlessly with one hand

you marched into your shared bedroom. You barely had time to plop down on the bed and cross your arms over your chest before the door opened behind you.

Jaafar practically crawled over the mattress, slipping between your legs and settling his weight perfectly over your waist. He positioned himself just right in a way where , his large hands immediately sliding under your crossed arms to cup your boobs gently, holding one side in each palm and giving them a little squeeze

“what’s the matter baby” he started “your not listening to me” you huffed “well i’m listening now” he replied lifting the bottom of your shirt up

“No. Actually listen to me” you countered, slapping his hands away and pulling your shirt firmly back down.

Jaafar’s grin instantly vanished, replaced by a dramatic, pouting frown.

You glared down at him, but Jaafar didn’t look the least bit discouraged. Instead, he let out a soft huff, resting his chin right against your chest so he could look up at you with big, innocent eyes.

“I am listening” he protested, his voice smooth and entirely unconvincing.

“Oh, really? Because you haven't heard a single word I’ve said since I walked through the front door,l you said, finally letting your arms drop to your sides. The moment you did, his hands immediately crept back under the hem of your shirt, his warm palms finding their favorite spot and gently kneading.

You tried to ignore the sparks of heat shooting through you and pushed forward with your rant. “I have had the absolute worst day. First of all, the traffic this morning was a nightmare. I was sitting at the same intersection for twenty minutes because people don't know how to fucking merge and then, when I finally got to work, the elevator was broken.”

Jaafar let out a sympathetic “Mmm” but his thumbs were already tracing lazy, tight circles over your nipples, making your breath hitch.

Are you even paying attention?” you stammered, trying to hold your train of thought. “Anyway... then my manager dumped a whole project on my desk that wasn't even mine, expecting it done by noon. I didn't even get to eat my lunch until three!”

Jaafar’s hands shifted, pushing your shirt all the way up to your armpits. He didn't care about the traffic or your manager, he was completely transfixed. His gaze darkened as he leaned down, burying his face in your chest. When his warm tongue swiped across one sensitive peak, a quiet gasp escaped your lips.

Before you could protest, his mouth found his way to your nipping, swirling his tongue around the aching tip and sucking rhythmically, his hand firmly cupping the other side to lift you up for him.

The sudden wave of pleasure completely derailed your train of thought. You tugged weakly at his curls, trying to pull him up.

“Jaafar! You're not listening again!!” you cried out, your voice trembling a little.

He didn't let go immediately, giving you one last, tight suck that made your toes curl before he finally pulled back with a wet click. He looked up at you, his lips wet, a smug, smirk plastered across his face.

“But I am” he murmured against your skin, his thumb rubbing the damp bud he had just had in his mouth “I can multitask.” “can you?” he nodded

“do you know how pretty your titties look when they bounce while i fuck you…”

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