okay so i don't think the gangbang of dirtbag dyke nate verse is getting written any time soon, but i already wrote some snippets so here we go.
completely unedited + these two would probably be combined into one part to avoid repetitiveness in a final draft but luckily for me, this isn't the final draft.
Jo stares up at Nate, every part of her body feeling like it’s on fire, and her lids heavy. Jo thinks her eyes will stay half lidded for the rest of her life—or, well, as long as Nate decides to keep her here. Which, as far as Jo’s concerned, could be the next five minutes or the rest of eternity—it’s not her job to keep track of time or make decisions.
Nate’s fingers are purposeful as they continue steadily fucking into Jo's mouth. Jo knows she should make Nate stop. Or at the very least, she knows she should feel stupid like this, sitting here with eyes on her while Nate fingers her ‘second wettest hole.’
But all she can think about—all she can focus on is how her panties are bunched up, how they’re digging between the lips of her cunt and against her clit. Nate had reached up her skirt and pushed her fingers in under the crotch of them, manipulated the fabric until it was pushing against her painfully, her other hand holding the hem of her skirt down like that would do anything to preserve Jo’s modesty.
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Nate’s positioned Jo in her lap perfectly, and it takes just one subtle shift of her leg until Jo's fully straddling Nate’s thigh so that she can get more pressure.
She rocks her hips carefully, waiting to see if she'll be reprimanded, if Nate's gonna dig her nails into Jo's tits. When Nate doesn't say anything, she keeps moving, and sucks Nate’s fingers harder, sealing her lips around them until she can at least pretend that she isn't whimpering the way she is.
Nate smiles at Jo, but it’s not one of her warm smiles, and that's the only warning she gets before Nate’s fingers push inside deeper and hold there, playing with the back of Jo’s tongue like it’s Nate’s right to be there.
Jo keeps rocking her hips, shuddering at the pressure on her clit as Nate bruises the back of her throat the same way she likes bruising Jo's cervix, ruthless and cruel and with such a single minded concentration that it's as loving as Nate's I love yous are. Jo's back already hurts.
