Can I request some Julien smut? Specifically birthday sex, like after her show they have a little party and the night goes on from there
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OMG YES! because that sheer shirt was making me feral i fear. (THIS HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY DRAFTS SINCE EARLY OCTOBER IM SORRY YALL)
18+ Minor DNI smut under the cut
Warnings: dom! reader, dom! jb, fingering, edging, pussy eating, squirting (if you squint), lovely lovely aftercare
authors note: also, this is my first time writing smut.. bear with me đ¤đ (also juliens turn will be part two)
today is julienâs 29th birthday and you are able to celebrate in New York of all places. lucy and phoebe also flew in for todays show and to celebrate the absolute rockstar your girlfriend has become while having such a strong start to this tour. thereâs been many cakes, many kisses directed towards the brunette and itâs overall such a great day.
youâre sitting in her dressing room catching up with lucy and phoebe while sheâs getting ready for the set for the evening.
âhey yâall what about this?â julien says walking out of a smaller room in the space wearing a standard all black outfit (typical julien) but her dress shirt is sheer, revealing her black binder and peaks of her tattoos underneath the sheer fabric.
your jaw falls open completely disconnected from the conversation that was previously being said. all you can think about is what is underneath that shirt.
âoh jb is getting some tonightâ phoebe says being her standard instigating self as you get you up and make your way towards the shorter brunette.
âyou look so handsome babyâ you say to her, swiping some stray hair thatâs gotten in her face. you pull her into a hug and whisper into her ear. âi canât wait to take this off of you tonight babyâ you say as julien mouth then dropâs open.
âOH JB IS DEFINITELY GETTING SOME TONIGHTâ phoebe yells with lucy giggling beside her.
âsheâs not wrong birthday girlâ you add into julien ear.
her grip tightens around your waist she growls into your ear
âkeep it up princess and you wonât be able to say anything at allâ she says. your grip tightens around her neck.
âhey horndogs, keep it in your pantsâ lucy says giggling
âhave a good show baby, iâll see you afterâ you say kissing julien. the kiss last way longer than it should have and you swore you heard julien moan into the kiss.
âi love you princessâ she says as she heads out to the stage.
âlove you more jb!â you say waving after her. the door closing behind her
âoh a good show it will be for sure. sheâs going to be too busy thinking about whatâs gonna happen after the afterparty if you know what i meanâ phoebe says jabbing your side
âshuttttt upppppâ you say giggling with the other two.
during the show you could not take your eyes off julien, all you could think about was her abs through the sheet top, seeing her muscles of her arms more defined through the black fabric. she did phenomenal.
during the after party, she could not take her hands off of you. constantly her arms wrapped around your waist. hands gripping your thigh only making the fire in your lower abdomen grow and grow even deeper than before.
âdo you want to get out of here baby?â you whisper into her ear, as youâve practically mingled with each person in attendance and you truly want to celebrate not only the show from tonight but also her birthday.
âgod yesâ she says back to you. the both of you give your irish goodbyes and leave hand in hand.
the uber ride back to the hotel is silent and full of tension. juliens tattooed fingers wrapped around your thigh, essentially clenching it, as if suddenly youâd disappear. you get out of the uber and wait for julien to grab some of her things from the trunk.
âyou ready my love?â you say as julien takes out her hand, begging you to take it.
the elevator ride up to the hotel room was hot, heavy, and you know that saying when one gets nervous âjust imagine everyone with their clothes offâ accept you werenât nervous, you were soaked.
once youâve reached julienâs hotel room she goes in her pocket to pull out the hotel key, unlocks it before looking at you, locking eyes once again. her pupils blown filled with desire, not saying a word.
the door opens, and immediately youâre pulled inside and pinned against the door, julien kicking your legs apart, standing between them. julien is kissing down your neck, leaving marks, bites, kisses as she goes down. you grab at her shirt collar. unbuckling her belt, untucking her shirt.
âdid you make the conscious choice to wear this shirt today baby, knowing it would put you in this position?â you say unbuttoning her shirt very gently, trying to not only edge her on but knowing she would be so upset that one of her show tops got ruined but your sexual needs.
âoh absolutely princessâ she says still attacking your neck.
âgood as long as we are on the same pageâ you state, switching your position, julien now against the door. you can feel like sheâs about to protest, that her best gift will simply be you but you stop her before she even gets the chance. âitâs your birthday julien, let me treat you babyâ you say.
âoh assumed as such, but as it is my birthday after all⌠my request is that you go firstâ she says, giving you that cocky smirkâŚ
âfuck, okayâ you say smashing your lips into hers, she pushes you onto the bed, lifting up your dress to your abdomen, before look at you, raising her brow asking if it was okay to undress you, a true gentleman. all you can do is nod before she continues. she takes off your dress, freeing your breasts, the attaches to your neck again, quilling trailing it down towards your tits before attaching her lips around your nipple, flicking it with her tongue, before taking it into her mouth.
âjesus fuck julien, pleaseâ you moan out, entangling your fingers in her hair. and thatâs all she needed. she immediately hooks her index fingers on each side of your underwear and pulls them down without a second thought. she looks up at you, her lips still on her tit, watching your facial expressions. she takes two fingers moaning at your slick thatâs collected against the pads of her two calloused fingers before entering them into your slick heat, pumping her fingers in and out of you at a fast pace. you moaning arching your back, pushing down against the base of her fingers.
âlooking at you fucking yourself on my fingers princess. you look so beautiful.â she says still continuing her pace.
you moan at her comment âjesus fuck julien, godâ
she only quickens her pace still staying close next to you, continuing to mark up your neck and chest.
you are so aroused you feel yourself already getting close.
âjulien donât stop, please donât stop, you feel so goodâ you say looking into her eyes, dark with lust.
âalready so close princess? just by my fingers?â she says smirking down at you.
your brain is already so foggy, you feel your eyes wanting to roll back into your skull, you can only coherently give a âmhmâ.
with that julien only quickens her pace, feeling that youâre stretched out enough she adds a third finger. this fully sends you over the top.
âjulien, baby, fuck, iâm gonna cumâ you moan out.
âthen cumâ she states.
that alone sends you over the edge, you moan out, screaming almost, your orgasm taking over and the overwhelming feeling of juliens fingers moving you through it. except juliens fingers keep going. your hips buck, squirming from the overstimulation, you whine.
âcâmon princess give me just one more, once more for me baby, you can do itâ julien says looking almost into your soul before trailing her hot breath down your torso towards your clit. kissing and biting your inner thighs before attaching her lips to your clit, flick her tongue side to side and lightly sucking your bundle of nerves between her lips.
âfuck babyâ you moan out again âyour mouth feels so damn goodâ you say
âyeah baby? then enjoy it and show me by cuming all over my fingersâ julien says detaching her mouth.
she continues her work, you grasp her hair in between your fingers not wanting her to let up, julien only moaning at the sensation. adding to your overstimulated body.
this goes on for a while, biting, licking, suckling your lower half while her fingers continue at their moderate pace, you can feel your walls pulsating, wanting to send over the edge.
âbaby iâm so close, pleaseâ you moan out
âi can feel you princess, câmon darlinâ cumâ julien says speeding up her fingers, stretching you out to the max.
this only sends you to the full edge, your vision goes white, you release your arousal on julienâs fingers, it releasing onto juliens sheer black dress shirt. letting out a loud moan as you come down from your high. flopping back onto the pillows, hair sticking to your forehead.
julien sucks off your arousal from her fingers before removing from the bed, taking off her shirt, leaving her black binder on underneath. you whine at the weight that left the bed.
âone second princess iâm grabbing a washcloth for youâ she says quickly dipping into the bathroom to grab a cloth, dampening it under the sink. she comes back to clean up your lower half before laying next to you swiping your sweat soaked hair from your face.
âhow was that angel?â she says smiling at you
âso so so good⌠thank youâ you say looking at her half lidded.
âno need to thank me princessâ she says pulling you onto her chest reaching for her phone, opening youtube and pulling up some historical political video essay for you to ease back into.
âyou can thank me when you come to and return the favor how does that sound?â she says once more kissing your forehead, letting the video play.
