#jaye imagines

He's no one special but he was special to you. Especially when he curls his thick, calloused fingers inside. The marred skin rubs deliciously against your walls as his mouth latched itself at your clit. His grip on your thrashing hip was tight, thanks to years of handling with violent seafood. As you moaned softly at how Jaye was lapping up your juices, you felt his ring and middle finger thrust in and out, making you keen.

“Jaye...” You mewled. “Want more...”

He hummed, vibrations going to your clit as you cried out. “Can do, Boss.”

His mouth enclosed your clit, teeth lightly nibbling on it before heartily sucking. The scream that let out from your mouth was sure to be heard by anyone passing by your office but you couldn’t find it within yourself to quell the pleasured cries. His sucking strength was just right for you as your orgasm was quickly approaching. Your hips fought against his iron grip to no avail as Jaye pumped his hand in and out of your sopping pussy.

“Jaye!” You squealed, hands flying down to his hair as you rubbed his ears. Although he didn’t vocalize any sort of pleasure, the rhythmic thrusts of his hardened cock against the bed was apparent that he was loving this too.

“H-How are you so good?”

He let go of your pussy with a pop. “You’ll get really good when you suck freshly shucked clams.”

“Wait, what--”

• It was no secret that Mr. Nothing was good with his mouth. With how much he runs his mouth, it was no wonder that Kroos and Lava were tolerable at least with the man. Still, Mr. Nothing is all but merciful. After all, he hasn’t made it this far if he wasn’t ruthless. Especially when it comes to you.

“My my...” Mr. Nothing sighed out, watching your pussy flutter and clench over nothing. As his fingers rested on your thigh, pleasantly thrumming from overuse and drenched in your essence. It wasn’t just his fingers though, his jaw was already sore from eating you out as the man watched the mixture of his drool and your juices pool beneath your ass.

You called out his name breathily, voice nearly cracking. “No more... can’t take any more...”

He chuckled, sitting himself up as he stared down at you. The devious glint in his eye made you nervous, lower body twitching from both the nth orgasm and the apprehension in the air. With a flourish, he brought out his fan, making a show to drag it along your naked thigh. At that point, you already knew what he was about to do and you tried to pull away from the thing had it not been for his grip on your hip.

“No no no no.” You babbled, tears falling down your cheeks as you watched the fan circle over your abused pussy. “Please...! Just fuck me with your cock, please!”

“Do you think you deserve my cock?” He huffed, your essence wetting the paper on his fan, the cheap wood darkening from your overflowing pussy. “You don’t. And I’m the one who gets to dictate how you will be fucked.”

And as he shoved the fan all the way, the hilt just a small inch away from your pussy, he truly was merciless as he fucks you into another orgasm.

• Mr. Lee had the most experience, and no it’s not just about sexual activities. He’s been in numerous places around Terra, experienced things no regular human would dare to think of. Throughout all his life, the one thing he was excited about was meeting you, the illustrious doctor of Rhodes Island (who also had his whole agency working for you).

“You don’t deserve to cum.” He snarled, grabbing your hip and raising your lower half. With your shoulders supporting your weight upon the bed, you let your legs dangle across his shoulders, slit eyes staring down at you as if you were the one who committed the Chernobog incident. “Because I’m not done with you.

With a cry you felt his long, forked tongue slither outside your labia. The forked tip teasing your outer lips before flicking against your clit. You keened, moving your hips to get away from his mouth but to no avail when he has them perched upon his tall frame.

With a snarl, Mr. Lee moved his hand away from your hip and slapped your pussy, juices spraying across his body. You screamed from the pain, canting your hips away from his grip but another slap left you whimpering.

“Be a good little one,” he snarled, “or else I’ll leave you here naked for Amiya to see.”

The threat flew over your head (after all, he respects you too much to even entertain the idea), but you nonetheless stopped fidgeting and let his tongue push itself inside your cunt. His tongue reached parts that you weren’t even aware of, almost hitting your special spot that made you see stars.