#switch!jabber

Summary: Jay can't catch a break from life hitting him from both all sides of the field, he's been avoiding you so he can avoid his feelings and now that you got him cornered at your own house, you get the truth and and something else while you're at it.

!!CW!! sub!Jabber, deepthroating, dry humping, lotsss of dirty talk , situationship turned into something serious, biting, slapping, hair pulling, couch sex, drunk! jabber pornwithaplot, breeding, overstimulation, nipple play, rapper!jabber, artist!y/n jabber has trust issues, aftercare

Song List that is HIGHLY recommended along with a blunt and a drink for those that do indulge, we gon be here for a minute

1. Nobody Else-Summer Walker

2. TBH- PartyNextDoor

3. On The Way-Jhene Aiko, Mila J

4. No Feelings-MO3

5. Feels So Right Lloyd

6. So Anxious- Ginuwine

One thing you have to sacrifice in this life when you’re a celebrity is your time and most importantly your energy, it takes a toll on even some of the biggest stars in the market. You had to go through the waves, Eren had it pretty bad and now America’s newest artist has to taste what it’s like dealing with a hectic schedule and scandals being thrown at him from all angles.

He wasn't handling it as well as Eren thought he would.

"Jay! JaytheRula! Jay over here! What happened on tour that made you cancel the remaining dates?"

"Jabber! Is it true you're the special guest for Y/n's performance at the VMAS?"

"Jay!Jay!! How are you taking the critics saying your new single "Ice Prison" flopped on the charts?"

"Can you back the fuck UP? Ya'll watch me shit in the bathroom if you could! Move the fuck out my way!" He shouted, pushing a camera to the ground.

The interviews were give and take, some of them shone Jabber in a decent light and the others questioned his purpose of becoming a rapper.

"That's enough of the basics, let's get into the real tea! What's been going on between you and Y/n? Ya'll have been spotted leaving the club real late and even got a few pics of you in Bora Bora on what looks like a baecation-"

"Ain't you supposed to be asking about my craft and you wondering if I fucked Y/n in Bora Bora?" He cuts, scrunching his face up.

"No! No! Jay these are question from the fa-

"What them cards saying? Let me see!" He exclaimed, snatching the pink cards with the swiped of his hand.

"Are you sleeping with- Are you still cool- Do you think you can beat Eren in rap- Why the fuck do ya'll keep asking them same dumbass questions? ERENNN!!"

"We're gonna have to cut to commercial I'm so-

"Cut this shit, this bitch ain't asking me nothing important!"

And to top things all off, he couldn't come to terms about how he truly felt about you. Eren somewhat got his shit together for the 15th time which meant you weren't spending the little free time you had with him and that tore something new inside of Jabber's heart.

Some of his boys clowned him for catching feelings for a rising female artist and tried to cloud his thoughts by dragging him to strip clubs, hiring hookers the whole 9 to get him to feel better but nothing could compare to the satisfying feeling of laying across your lap feeling your acrylics scratch into his scalp, holding you after letting out all your emotions about Eren, having his stomach full of good warm food, and hearing you call out his name while he's digging you on in his bed.

He was hooked on a girl he technically could have but to fuck up everything he's built so far on a chance at being with you was something he couldn't risk so he avoided you all together.

Until he couldn't.

~

"Should we have him standing beside me or have him behind?" You asked, turning your next over to your choreographer with her arms crossed staring at your background dancers with a raised brow.

"If he's not gonna participate why did you tell him to meet us at rehersals?" Daija mumbled, leaning in closer while cutting her eyes at the annoyed dreadhead sitting in a chair by the mirrored wall with his head resting in his hands, a mean mug look in face as he scrolled on his phone.

"Eren did! We got to perform at the VMA'S in 2 weeks! I'm not gonna ask him what's wrong, that would be pointless and risk him walking out. If he doesn't want to fix his image, that's him! We've got shit to do.." You whispered back, telling the girls to take 5.

"So we have this nigga sitting the entire performance?"

"I've tried to talk to him Daija! I don't know what the fuck has gotten into him and I'm done trying. Eren said he was going to have some sort of talk with him but I don't think that's gonna work..."

"Talked like how? Just straight up asked him what's wrong?"

"Yeah..tried to be sneaky about it..I tried smoking with him to get him to open up but I'm not a nosy bitch to go and pry in some nigga's life!"

"Moscato and I'm talking about the cheapest one you can find unless you wanna get something you actually like drinking. 40$ says he cries.." She whispered back before joining the other girls to take a breather from the obvious tension in the room.

The pink eyed man sucked his teeth as he got up from the chair, mumbling nonsense as he tried to walk out the door.

"Jay.."

"I'm not trying to talk.."

"What the fuck did I do to you?" You said in a tone sharper than you expected but you were fed up! He's been avoiding you, leaving you on read. You told him that shit was gonna get crazy and how things were going between you and Eren so going back in your memory files he shouldn't have a reason to act so fucking stank to you!

"Look Y/N, nothing too deep just.." He paused, like he was going to end the conversation there but he stepped back, taking a deep breath while pushing his locs back with both of his hands. "I can't talk to you right now.."

"Why not Jay? You've been acting out for months! Nobody can get a hold of you, you fighting niggas out of the blue like what the fuck?"

"You don't know nothing about what I got going on!"

"I don't want too! I just want to ease or help out whatever it is! I keep telling you I don't need details Jay!"

"It ain't no 'easing' to this shit Y/n! Niggas in my ass about shit every goddamn day and now you questioning me about shit too! I should be asking yo indecisive ass some questions!" He slipped.

"About what?!"

"Nothing bruh nothing, I can't do this shit.." He scoffed.

"We got a whole song out Jabber! You can't keep avoiding me! JAY!" You shouted, your voice bouncing off the echoed walls. There was no way you and him could work like this, Daija's idea floated around in your mind, thinking about giving him a stress free day but getting him to do anything in this state was like trying to get a horse to put on a pair of pants.

You let out an aggravated grunt throwing your hands up out of frustration going to do what you do best whenever you can’t figure anything out.

Call Eren.

*rrrinnggggggg*

“Baby I’m in the middle of a-something right now can it-

“No it can’t wait! Jay ain’t doing right and you know it! Where’s your focus at Eren?”

“I’m over here dealing with the backlash of his temper tantrums now! Do you know how much shit his outbursts cost?!” He shouted over the phone. “I have to deal with paying these people their money back for the stage and the people who paid for tickets for his tour! Apologize to them for Jay and Semaj getting into that big ass fight, and deal with how to get that interviewing lady not sue his ass for assault! So my focus is on that dumbass. I don't want to hear shit else about him!”

“Eren doesn’t this sound a little familiar?! You were once a rising artist dealing with all of this shit too! I’m not taking his side for what he’s done but don’t you think it’s something deeper than that?”

“Okay? I went through the waves, you went through it and now he gotta put his big boy pants on and deal with the shit too!”

“EJJ..next ones on youuu..who you talking to?” A softer voice giggles in the background

“Eren, where are you?!”

“Call me back if he’s still not acting right, another outburst like that and I'm considering something else..”

“Considering what?!? Eren where the fuck are you?”

*click*

“Both of these niggas acting weird? Are you serious?” You shouted, wanting to throw your phone on the ground but instead you tossed your head back to look up to the sky ready to cuss out whoever was up there listening.

Yari pops her head back into the dance room, her pink curls shaking with every head movement. “Y/n, Jay left the building— said he needed a moment and that was 5–10 minutes ago..”

“Just let him go..bring everybody back in..” You said with a sigh, taking another deep breath to hide the huge amount of anger boiling in your throat.

It was too much at stake to chase after a man who doesn’t wish to be chased, there was no doubt you still had some feelings towards Eren but with the weight Jabber’s putting on your heart you didn’t know what felt real anymore.

Eren wore you on his arm like a cuban piece while Jabber held onto you like nothing else mattered. You assumed since he allowed you to be so open with him that he would soften up and do the same but that’s where you and him differ. You had a lot of learning to do before you could make another attempt at seeing what was on Jay’s heart.

~

1 Week before the VMAS

“Y/nnnn perk up!” Yari said, jingling around in her outfit as people swarmed around you trying to get by and take pictures with you.

“Thank you so much for being here!” You said softly to a couple of people walking past, shaking a few hands.

You and Jabbers music video dropped last night and it’s been the only thing the people have been talking about with your name being #2 trending on Twitter and Jabbers being number #1 for something other than a physical altercation.

You decided to throw a little watch party in your back yard knowing Jabber wouldn’t show his face no matter how good the people saw him again, it was a feeling you were all too familiar with so you understood why he’s deciding to take a step away.

“They both not here, Eren or Jay..” You started, taking a glass of champagne from a server walking by.

“That’s what you’re worried about? Y/N! It’s one of the greatest nights and you’re focused on them..” She said with a whine in her voice.

“One of them is literally on the projector and the other produced it! I’m saving face as best as I can but..Yari I’m hurt..” You said with a defeated tone, going back to check your phone for the millionth time like an insane lunatic, hoping for a phone call, a text message, anything from either of them.

“Aht give me that!” Liyah said, walking up to the front of the projector where you and Yari stood, swiping your phone from your hands and stuffing it in the bust of her outfit.

“Y’all are really comfortable snatching my phone for some reason..”

“It’s got your mind in the wrong places! You have all different types of niggas in here and you worried about EJ and Jay, just do what you normally do!”

“I don’t want to do that no more Liyah! That’s the thing!”

“So what’s the issue? You said everything with you and Eren was fine and that Jay was cool with taking a break!” Yari chimed in, taking a sip out of her glass.

“I haven’t spoken to Eren since last week, Mika’s been handling my schedule..” You said dryly, swirling the champagne in your glass before tossing the remaining liquid back with one swig.

“Y/N!” They both exclaim.

“I’m already in the works with getting her to be my manager I know I know!! I’m so done with Eren’s shit..”

“And with Jay?” Liyah said with hope.

“Shit is complicated with Jay right now, ion know where his head is at. I want to make something work but with Eren in the way and him being so damn unpredictable I don’t know where to start!”

“You can start now..” Liyah said, finishing her glass of champagne, noticing few people turning their heads towards the fence door.

You look in the direction everyone turned to, watching a familiar figure walk in through the brown gate. Wearing a simple fitted white tee, a small silver link chain with a light purple zip up jacket open to show his grey sweats, he took a moment to adjust them upwards as he made his way through the mini crowd forming around him.

This made you point out the imprint of a piece of metal he’d always have on him when he came over, it made a small shiver shoot in a direction it wasn’t supposed to, letting your mind wander to a place you hadn’t been in while.

You saw a flash of his teeth when he smiled to take a picture with one of the people on the yard, his eyes had a pinkish tone showing he smoked a bit before he came and he had his silver grill in today, all of the memories you were forced to put in the back of your mind, overwhelmed you with just one look at him.

You missed seeing him like this so much.

“Uh uh, TALK to him..” Liyah said with the snap of her fingers, lowering her voice as the tall figure approached all three of you.

You put on your professional face and gave him a small smile and a side hug while he dapped up Liyah and gave Yari a hug.

“Thank you for stopping by Jay..” You spoke up.

“Didn’t wanna disappoint my fans and I guess I came to show some support..” He said, flashing that silver smile.

“I need something a little heavier than this cute champagne you got..” Yari said, finishing her glass looking towards Liyah with a look.

“In the cabinet beside the fridge, Liyah you wanna help her out?” You said with a small giggle, looking to her with the same look Yari was giving her saying “let me talk to this nigga..”

“I’ll bring you a cup..” She said with a tone that said “i’ll give in” walking off with Yari, turning around to mouth the words “TALK TO HIM” jumping at you before turning around to catch up with the pink haired girl.

You mentally rolled your eyes before focusing back on the pink eyed man standing in front of you.

“Is there something else you need? Once they bring the cake out I’m gonna call it night..” You said, rubbing your gloss lips together trying to look anywhere but in his face.

“You don’t mind if I kick it with you tonight? I know how you feeling about last week and..uh..damn..”

He was..nervous! For the first time you saw his guard crack, just a hairline fracture showing you something other than the superstar persona he was trying so hard to keep up with, only for a moment.

“Jabber, I’m not gonna force you to ‘fess up about what’s going on, especially with everybody in here coming up to us, wanting to be in our space…just know I understand where you coming from.” You started off, using the adrenaline from what felt like anxiety to say what you had on your chest.

“Do you Y/n? The fame I mean yeah..but it’s shit deeper than that..”

“You keep saying that! What’s so deep about you laying up with me Jay?”

“You’n think that shit does something to a nigga?” He spat, walking closer to you with a hint of a whine laced in his throat, it made a shiver cross over between your legs hearing his voice lower as somebody came up to get a picture of you and Jay together.

*ding*

A lightbulb went off in your noggin as all the dots of what’s been happening connected like hooking up a DVD player to the TV. You had hopeful thoughts that Jay might’ve caught something towards you after all this time, you found yourself going out with Eren daydreaming about being out with Jay, certain smells in the mall reminded you of him and to top it all off you and Jay started taking trips out of the country which ended the both of you in Media tabloids under hot water which was another reason for the break in the first place!

Neither of you wanted to be the first one to admit it.

Stubborn asses.

“We can continue this after all these people leave Jay..you can stay tonight..” You said, as the girl walked off only to be replaced by Daija coming up with a big ass bottle of wine with a bow wrapped around the neck.

“Hey love, I just came by to drop this off..” She said with a questioning smile.

“Oh you didn’t have too! Really..” You said with a giggle as she gave Jay a side hug.

“Is this what y’all be drinking? I can’t pronounce that shit..” Jay said, taking the bottle from the girl to read the cursive writing, leaving the two of you so he could network his way back into good graces.

“Daija..” You said with a wide eyed expression. “I had my own stuff in the fridge!”

“And this is to replace it! We got a week left till the VMA’s and I got 40$ to put in my pocket..”

“I got somewhere! He’s staying with me tonight!”

“No Y/N don’t fuck him, get him to be vulnerable!”

“Vulnerability leads to fucking!”

“Vulnerability leads to making love and that’s the problem with the both of you now!” Daija uttered, pausing as her tongue poked the side of her cheek, giggling to herself while she cut her eyes behind her shoulder sensing Jabber coming back to join the conversation.

“Uh uh, what the fuck is that look for?” You said in a hushed tone. “Daija!”

“You know my cashapp love!” She shouted, walking away with a laugh. Your ankles screamed at your body to sit the hell down and Jay must’ve caught wind since he had some slides pinched together in one hand and a red cup in the other.

“Hm, take them off..” He instructed, leaning down to tap your leg, signaling you to lift up your foot so he could untie it off. Instead of running your mouth to complain about him doing it, you stayed silent while he worked, feeling the sweet release of pressure fall off of your soles once you put your feet into the slides.

“And they bout to bring out the cake..”

“What, they sent you out here to collect me?”

“Something like that, saw you out here tiptoeing and leaning and I felt bad for them shoes..”

“You think you funny!” You laughed with a shove to his chest, that warm diamond encrusted smile coming back to haunt you.

Small moments like these made your heart melt for Jabber in a way you didn’t think could be possible, he seemed so out of reach at times which was the norm for somebody like him and you could hear it in his music. It wasn't like you could sit him down with a clipboard, give a cup of coffee and he'd start telling you his childhood story.

Jay needed a space to feel comfortable and you thought you were giving him that by doing what you usually did with Eren and that's where you went wrong. You wanted to reciprocate what Jabber had created for you, just for him. He grew to study you down to the last detail even by having your breakfast sent to the studio during those frustrating nights, maybe it is deeper than it seems.

Your heart burned going over every thought you could process all while keeping the energy of the rest of the party going until Yari, Daija and Liayh got too drunk in the living room during the "after party" with just you and your friends.

Jay called for their drivers while you started the cleaning process, a calming silence covering the house as Jay made sure they all got into the car safely as you rolled a nice wood to start everything off, Eren tried to convince you to hire maids but it was something personal to cleaning your own house with your own intentions.

"They got in okay?" You asked in between licks, standing in the kitchen in an oversized tee and some shorts, walking around barefoot.

"Yeahhh they drunk asses'll make it home.." He trailed off, walking back into the kitchen taking a moment to watch you finish off the wood, dragging a lighter under it before placing it between your lips, lighting the end as a thick cloud of yellow smoke emerges into the air.

"Damn.."

He couldn't get his eyes off of you, from the way your eyes had makeup leftover creating a messy but put together look on your face from dancing and laughing, your hair in a bonnet with a few strands lingering around your face and the way you had t shirt tied around your waist showing off the pudge poking out from the sides showing off your pierced belly button, he had a satisfied grin on his face as he licked his lips, images of you sprawled on the bed cursing his memory.

"Jay-baby you good?" Your voice broke through his thoughts, you had the lit wood in your hands passing it to him, a little woozy from the shots but you told yourself the weed would mellow you out.

"I'm straight.." He said, taking the blunt from you

"Bull, that tequila got you slipping!"

"Shutcho ass up, you been off yo ass since you wanna call somebody drunk." He said scrunching up his nose as he shoved you to the side, laughing at you tripping over your feet.

"Don't start with me, I gotta fix the house up, we got a lot of shit to do this week.." You giggled, shoving him back a little harder. Yeah you wanted him to be vulnerable but the nigga had to take accountability, with only 6 days left now he didn't have any choreography down or his words together! But the both of you were too nervous to bite the bullet on bringing the energy down to talk about it.

So instead, the two of you smoked, you washed the dishes while he took out the trash, danced around to the playlist you decided to put on with a mix of his songs and yours, he took a moment to head to your room to roll another wood while you swept the floor, leaving you alone with your thoughts as the playlist took a turn from playing the classics to slow R&B.

"Moscato and I'm talking the cheapest one you can find.."

"Shitttt the bottle!" You whispered out loud, dropping the broom on the hardwood floor, grabbing the pink bottle of wine and two glasses from the cabinet.

"Mama you good in there?!"

"I'm alive, I just dropped the broom! Bring it all out here with some of my blankets, I wanna watch a movie on the couch.." You shouted back, setting the glasses on the counter so you could pick the broom off the floor.

A few seconds later Jabber appears from the back with a blunt in his mouth a big ass black and white zebra print blanket draped over his body like a cape, as he threw himself on the giant couch, waiting for you to walk over to join him.

Why could you hear your heart banging outside of your eardrums? This wasn't the first time you and him were alone, or laying around with each other so why did this time feel so

"What we watching baby?" He called from the couch, lighting the blunt as you came around with the glasses in your hand and the wine bottle under your arm, sitting beside the dreadheaded man as he threw the blanket in the air to spread it out so it could cover your lower half.

"Something funny.." You spoke softly, fumbling with the top of the wine bottle, finally twisting the cap open so you could be cute and pour it into the glass but instead the pink eyed fool took the bottle from your hands by its neck, drinking the first few sips of its contents with a couple of gulps.

**

"Jay we supposed to be sipping on this! What we gon drink during the movie?" You said snatching the bottle back, only to copy him by taking a few swigs out of the bottle, humming to yourself at how sweet it was.

"You know damn well WE ain't watching no movie, i give yo ass 15 minutes, maybe even 20 you passing out right on my lap after we kill this bottle." He chuckled, snatching the bottle back.

"Unlike YOU! I've been up all night working so my sleep clock fucked up.."

You saw his face soften into a more solemn look, sneaking another sip out of the bottle as he leaned back on the couch. He knew you were playing around but it was a soft stab to the chest hearing how much you had to put in because of his unexplainable emotions.

"I'm sorry baby..last week was.."

"Alot I know Jay don't..."

"I got to..I..look.." He started off, taking another pull off the blunt before passing it to you. "I..fucked up..It's no other way to put it. I put too much shit on my head and it's coming back to kick me down while I'm already on rock bottom.."

You didn't interject with anything, you sat up with the blanket to let him ramble and get whatever he had off of his chest, exchanging the wine bottle and blunt back and forth.

"That dumbass nigga Semaj been my DJ since kids!! Since the box! Just for his ass to sell me out for some phony ass record deal! I never once put him down for NOTHING and he wanted to come at me before the show with brand new security like he a new man or something! Nobody wanted to point out the fact he had two dudes and had heat on me, nah it's "JaytheRula" attacks DJ Maj before his show tonight” None of them niggas know what the fuck happened!” There was a slur in his reactive speech as he continued on and his eyes fluttered under the weight of the wine slowly taking him down by the minute.

"You know they'll never have the full story.."

"They posting shit about that, dumb shit about Eren and the label, po-posting about me and you..They just won't let up, Jaytherula this, JaytheRula that.." A dry chuckle escapes his lips.

"Did the break mess you up too?" You questioned, finishing off the empty pink bottle, setting it in the cupholder in the middle of the couch. When you turned to look back at him,his eyes were already connected to your body, rubbing his lips together while keeping his bottom lip tucked.

"Y/n...I can't do that shit again.."

"Huh?"

"That whole break..had me bent..ma I tried to keep cool about it..All the bitches, all the lights and cameras don't hit like it used to. It don't even..don't even phase me no more...but.."

"But what Jay?" You wanted to hear him say it, you needed to hear his voice confirm what your heart fantasized about every time he left your arms to handle his business. It wasn’t dumb to say you were falling for Jay, it was dumb to keep this charade going knowing people would find out sooner or later.

“Y/N..i can’t see you with EJ no mo..” He breathed, holding onto the blanket over his lap. “I'm stingy, clingy..call it what the fuck you want..I want you..not for the night...no more late night studio sessions...none of that shit..If that get's me blackballed in the media ion give a fuck..everytime I walk out that fucking door I'm thinking about you.." He said with a crack in his voice, Daija knew what the fuck she was talking about!

It was something about the sudden desperation coating his pink irises staring back into your soul, the whimper stuck in his throat sending flashes of heat over your lower stomach, it felt so wrong to feel your body go against all of natures rules but so right listening to him confess how he wanted no- needed you to be with him.

"You bout the only thing in the rap game that makes any sense..I.." He swallows hard. "I ain't tryna trap you ..own you none of that...I see what they don't Y/N..ion give a fuck about what them blogs gotta say about youuu or me..I want you Y/n....I luh you.." He slurred, pulling you in to straddle his lap, moving the blanket out of the way just to put it back to cover the both of you.

"You really love me Jay?" You softly, a sharp pang hitting you in your chest looking back to the drunken boy staring up at you, his eyes glossed over as he bit his lip.

"How can I prove that shit to you ma? Ion want you to-to do nothing I'll-"

"Uh uh baby..I'll take care of it..I love you too Jabber.." Seeing him in this state shone a different light on the rapper you thought you had figured out,

"Don't leave me out here alone ma..do-do you got me?" He whimpered as his hands crawled up your sides, pushing you forward on the growing length you were trying to ignore.

"I always got you Jabber, you hear me baby? Mika's doing my paperwork with Eren too..i'll go through the fire if you coming with me.." You said breathlessly, snaking your fingers into his locs as he let out a satisfying gasp, feeling your acrylics itch over that spot. He let his head fall back on the couch as your lips softly pecked each other once..then again with another push coming from your hips earning a grunt from the pink eyed man.

"Lips feel so damn good.." He whispered, sliding his tongue inside so you could taste the sweetness of the wine still in his mouth.

"I'll show you how much I love you baby.." You moaned to him, rolling your hips on his now swollen length, his hands started to grab at you eagerly holding you by your sides alternating from your ass to your chest.

"I-I need that shit.." He panted, thrusting his hips up to earn just as much friction as you, a small whimper leaving his lips once you pulled from his mouth, a nasty line of saliva still connecting the two of you.

"I'm gon give it to you baby, keep going fa me.." You cooed to him, putting more emphasis in your movements so he could copy the rhythm, it was slow and intentional, your heart thumped out of your chest and into the shorts you were staining through.

“Ffuckkk keep talking to me like that.." He groaned, digging his nails into your skin to bring you closer to him, putting his plump lips back on yours kissing you like he wanted to suck your face off.

The tiny zaps made you tug on his hair, sending a pretty moan from him on your tongue, you wrapped your fingers deeper to keep him close as you rocked your hips on his now sticky bulge.

“I missed you so much baby..” You mumbled in between his lips, dragging your free hand down to tug at his night pants, pulling his heavy dick out and sliding your shorts to the side to rub his tip on your dripping cunt to collect the juices he helped you make.

“I-I missed you too—ohhh shittt..” Jabber threw his head back, his tip twitching inside of your core hitting that spot just right you didn’t want to move.

Positioning yourself on your knees, your hands found their way back into his hair, yanking him to look back in your direction tight, Jay’s eyes flickered before focusing on you with a scowl in his face.

“Who the fuck you feeling like?” He winced, a moan following after your cunt swallowed the rest of his shaft whole as you sat on his thick length.

“You sound good like that Jay..” You teased, raising your hips back up to start a steady pace. Your ass bounced on his thighs allowing ripples to fall on his fingers while he gripped onto you tight, he threw his hips back up with the same force pounding into you to try and throw you off.

“I sound good saying your name Y/n? Hm?”

“You feel how tight I get when you do baby? Fuck..”

“You squeezing me sssooo damn good mama..this fat ass bouncing on me—you miss this dick lil mama?”

“I miss you baby…just like that..” You groaned, using him and the back of the couch to keep your balance as you shoved your hips down on his tip, feeling his veins rub along your sensitive creamy walls. It was hot and your clit begged for something to graze up on her.

"I miss you so much ma.." He said softly, little hums coming from him with how smooth you cunt dropped on him, he rested a hand on your ass to guide your lips on his shaft, pulling you closer to his body.

"Doonnnnntt leavee me like that ma...please.."

"I won't baby.." You moaned back, your hips going up and down on his fat dick, pressing your lips back on his. Turning the cute pecks into a nasty make out, turning your head to the side to let your tongue play with his piercing.

Jabber let a few moans loose into your mouth, wrapping his lips around your tongue before pulling at your bottom lip with a hard bite, causing you to whine.

"You gon let me take care of it Daddy?" You said in between kisses.

"Lemme see you handle this dick ma.." He said, separating his lips with a line of saliva.

With no hesitation, you slowed down your movements to elevate your stance to get on your toes, impaling yourself down on his thick shaft, allowing your own eyes to cross in your skull from his tip hitting that spongy spot near your stomach.

Jabber lays heavy smacks to your ass, biting his lip from how full his balls were, slapping against your skin. You pull off your t-shirt releasing your pretty tits on full display, pinching your hardened nipples as your cunt choked on his shaft, going for his pierced nipples by giving them a hard tug.

"Againnnn ma..always going for ma ni-fuck!" He yelped out, reaching up to play with your chest, rolling and pinching the buds before scooping them up to lick the buds.

The blanket fell from your hips and trailed off of the couch just from the way you were slamming your ass in him. You hated to admit that the wine turned your anxiety into pure desire and lust, stamina became a thing of the past.

“Ride that fucking dick..” He slurred, feeling your movements suddenly stop to grind his tip to hit that spot you were trying so hard to abuse.

Jabber grabs your ass harshly to continue tossing his hips up into you while your fingers connect around his throat, pushing in his Adam's apple while he stroked you.

“Mhmmm..” He smirked, looking back to you with his bottom lip pulled in and his teeth still smiling at you, eyes oh so hazy from the weed and wine churning in his system.

“Keep fucking me like that, use that dick how I like it..sexy ass eyes.."

“You’n tell me what to—“

*smack*

A filthy growl emits from his throat, vibrating your hands while you gripped tighter, feeling your climax inch closer inside of your stomach.

“Harder—don’t bitch out on me..” He whispered to you.

*SMACK*

“Shhittttt! Burns so fuckinggg good!”

“Don’t bitch out right baby? Huh?” You grunt to him, squeezing your thumb in the side of his neck, returning back to bounce your hips down on his cock, feeling his thick shaft twitch inside like he was close to cumming and you couldn’t have that.

“I’ll take care of this dick..” You hummed, raising your hips up letting his slimy length hit his stomach, going to sit by his side, leaning your mouth down to clean up the mess you so rightfully made on his tip. He groaned, trying to put his hands on your head, earning a smack from your hand.

Your lips made a nasty pop sound as you lifted your head up from his dick, using your hand to continue stroking and rubbing his pretty girth using your juices and your spit as lube.

"Imma make a mess on them nails ma..”

"No you not baby..you gon pay for the next set if you do.."

"Fuck..get em in my favorite co-color too? Mhmm...mhmmm,...Im finna-"

Giving no warning you placed your warm lips back on his cock, wrapping your tongue around while your hands pumped him deeper into your throat, hot thick white stripes of his cum shot right into the back of your esophagus coating your uvula yet you still went on sucking the nasty mixture off his dick, ignoring the dread head shakes and broken crack out moans.

“Hah~! Aaaahhhh! Gahhhdamnnn! Holll—Y/N!!!! I’m-it’s sensitive~! Hahaha FUCK YES!” He growled to you, the pretty whimpers leaving his lips sent trembles to your leaking cunt. You played with his dick in your mouth by making his tip hit the inside of your cheek, pulling him out to slap it on your tongue. you allowed him to push your head once letting his length sit in your throat until you felt your body reject him only to take him back in like a lunatic.

"Talking all that shit just fa me to cum in this pretty ass mouth.." He laughed, pumping into your throat putting him exactly where you wanted him to be. He didn't realize you were sucking him down purely for your own pleasure but judging by the way his legs shook under your tongue he was due for shooting more damage into your throat.

It wouldn't be fair for him to have all the fun would it?

Right as he started his sporadic thrusts into your mouth you placed your hands around his shaft, stroking him hard before squeezing his dick tight, bringing your lips up along with your hand.

"Wwwhat you doing? Shhhhffuck! Tighter.." He whined.

"Open yo fucking mouth.." You ordered the dreadhead, giving his fat dick another squeeze before straddling him like you were going to sit in his lap but instead you angled your slick pussy over his open mouth, his pierced lips and tongue ready to lose themselves in your soaked folds.

“Take care of this shit.." You mumbled to him, carefully sliding yourself on his pierced tongue, feeling the cold metal ball rock over your clit like the perfect vibrator.

"Smoootherrr me mammmaa.." He drawled out, sucking up the juices falling out of your quivering hole, his voice muffled under you almost drew you over the edge but you couldn't stop rolling your hips into his mouth.

"You miss this pussy creaming on yo tongue Daddy? You so fucking nasty sucking that clit like that.."

"Kissing this pussy like this?" He slurped, peppering tiny kisses on your puffy clit using his tongue to erase them and start all over.

"Ouu fffffuck you gon make me cum in yo mouth Jay.."

"Please? *kiss* Please cum *kiss* all over my face..Please mama..Please.." He begged you, his huge pink eyes burning holes into yours as he laid his head back on the top of the couch, you could tell he was smiling and that only made the feeling deep in your core throb harder.

"Yeah you want me to Jay? Hmm?" You hummed to the pleading man, grabbing a handful of his locs to pull his face inside so his tongue can find its way to where it needed to be.

"Yyesssmmmm fuckkkkmmmyyyface.." Jabber moaned as he stuck his tongue out so you could bounce your cunt on his tongue, his nasty ass curling it just so it can hit that spot, causing you to shoot a pretty stream of your juices on his face, clenching your thighs around him so he could suffocate and relish in between your thick brown thighs.

The pain from his scalp sent shocks straight to his heavy stiff dick twitching around for something even the ac blowing in the house for some friction, you loved watching him make it jump in front of your face anytime he wanted some head.

"Don't touch it- aye!" You spat, yanking his locs to get his focus back on you, your legs shaking from the harsh orgasm his pierced lips gave you.

"I ain't tell you to touch shit.." You puffed, smearing your creamy mess on his face and chin, sliding off of him to get a good look at the glisten your cunt left him in.

"I can't tell what you drunk off of baby.."

"You mamaa...'I'm drunk off this pussyy c'mereeee." He whined, pulling you back in with his hands, ignoring your command of not touching anything but how could you say no with him whimpered so good as he lazily licked over your sensitive clit, you felt your body melt back into his wet muscle before giving hair another tug to keep your attention.

You pull him off once again to step down off of the couch, looking at Jabber covered with cum and slick, the nasty squelching sounds of him jerking himself off made a satisfying grin appear on your face, It looked like he needed some help finishing so you turned around to shake your ass in front of him just like a personal stripper.

"I'm gon cum so deep in this pussy..she like hiding from me? *SMACK* Shake that shit just like that..fuck i'll give you anything you want..*SMACK*.." Jabber mumbled, tapping his tip on your ass cheek while you leaned over to spread yourself open for him.

"Want me to shake this ass on that dick?"

"Ouuu fuck, come sit on it.." He whined, squeezing his hand around his tip to release salty precum from his hole, coating his dick like a protectant seal. You listened to his words by engulfing his length back into your swollen heat, the both of you groaning from how tight and how hard he was stretching you, despite you taking him so easy earlier.

You started slow, plopping your pretty self up and down on his shaft admiring every inch with your velvety walls as Jabber saw lines of the cum mixture connect between his dick and your ass everytime you bounced, it was filthy.

"Don't make no fucking sense for this shit to be this big.." You moaned out, cursing out his name every the palm of his hand cracked against your skin.

"I love feeling this shit open up fa me.."

"I'm all open for you baby?"

"All...open..ma..." He said with each bounce, moving his hips up to give your ass the extra recoil he loved so much. He looked over to the ash tray in the cupholder on the couch, looking at the half finished wood still sitting in the ashes. Jabber picked up up alone with the lighter beside it, lighting the wood with two flicks, inhaling a ghost as he kept up with your slow pace, using his free hand to hold you steady on his pulsing length.

"Mmmmm this dick feel so good in me..I love fucking you I swear I doo.."

"I love fucking you too mama..wet ass shit..fuck.." He moaned to you, ignoring the achingly slow pace to thrust his hips up, taking another hit of the blunt as smoke filled the living room.

"Give it.." You said in between a moan, leaning up to twerk your ass on his dick while he passed you the blunt, pulling on the burning material as he put his hands on your side, allowing you to grind on his dick once more.

"Yo pretty ass.." He mumbled, grabbing your throat with his hand to shotgun the smoke from your mouth to his while your hips rolled around, breaking the kiss to take another hit so you could pass it back to him.

"Show me how this dick got you acting.." He smirked, leaning back to let you work his dick how you wanted. You bent over to start throwing your ass on his dick letting your cheeks whirl around his dick while you took every inch he was throwing at you.

"Oh fuck!" He cursed, keeping eye contact with the way it moved, so fluid like a waterbed. You turned your neck back to sneak a look at him with his arm spread out on the couch and the other one holding the blunt, his lips inhaling another ghost.

"Yes baby..fill me up..look at me while I get that nut out for you baby.." You cooed to him, your lash covered eyes blinking to him as the reddish tone defined them.

"Imma spill that shit everywhere...everyfuckingwhere mama.." He babbled, cursing mentally as you slowed down your movements, delaying that bone chilling orgasm he was climbing towards.

"Not yet Daddy, don't cum for me yet baby..hold it for me Jay.."

"I-I can't do that shit ma.."

You ricocheted your hips slowly from his tip all the way to his base, feeling his happy trail tickle your swollen pussy lips, you bit your lip from how his throbbing length drug against your slick covered walls.

"Hold it for me bae.." You said with a smirk, picking up the pace as you heard his voice crack in his throat.

"Fuckkkkkkk.." Jabber groaned, listening to your ass plop in his lap, his thighs shaking from the inevitable orgasm sitting on the edge of his tip.

"I got you baby..I got you daddy let me drain this dick..this yo pussy baby? Hm?"

"This my pusssyyy ma..this my shit..this my-HAAAHH! FUCK! Y/n- bae-y/nnnnnn!! SHIT!" Jabber cried out, throwing himself back into the couch as he sprayed your insides your favorite color, the white liquid seeping out of your pulsing cunt as you carried on hopping your thick ass on him.

"Thattttttsssss right cum all in this tight pussy Jay..mark yo shit..come on don't *plop* bitch out on me now!" You huffed repeating his words, piercing yourself on his cock, a sharp breath coming from you fighting back moans to remain in control. Your vision started to blur from the two of you trembling and shaking, each movement adding to the electricity coursing through your veins.

"I ain't b-bitching!" He growled, mumbling that sentence over and over to himself like he was giving himself something to focus on while you continued to fuck yourself like he was nothing but a sex toy.

You couldn't hold back the urges to call out his name while you impaled your cunt on him, holding his legs to keep your balance as the weed took effect in your system bringing down the high pedestal you started the session with.

"You bitching! You can't handle this pussy Jay.."

Jabber gritted his teeth from how sensitive his cock grew inside of your white creamy walls, he fucked his cum so deep in your cervix he had an image of you holding a son in your arms and went straight into your core, pining you on his dick,  pounding all 8 inches into your spine like it was supposed to be there.

"Imma handle this shit like you need it ma! Fuckkkkkkk!"

"You gon cum again fa meeee?" You whined, turning back to look at him like he was crazy, the amount of force going inside of your pussy made your eyes run into each other, tiny black stars dancing in your vision as your jaw fell open, the tiny drabbles of spit falling out of your mouth like a spider web.

"Cum on this dick! Cum on this fucking dick!" He said, his pretty whimpers turned into determined growls, spamming his hips into you before tucking himself inside with a final thrust, swelling your stomach with another load.

A fast, clear stream shot out of you without missing a beat, spraying his legs and a part of the couch,  leaving another stain to reminisce on.

"Jay wait! Hollon Daddy wait!" You grumbled, your stamina failing you as your hips fell to a complete stop, giving Jabber full access to rut into like a needy puppy.

"Ain't no more waittttingggg ma! I ain't fucking waittingggg I need you!" He said through slurred words, abruptly pulling out of you to treat your body like a rag doll, it was his turn to prove something to you.

"C'mere.." He panted, getting up to his feet to toss you on the couch, replacing his spot as you sex filled eyes batted up to him standing over you with his twitching length. You lowered your acrylic hand to rub your swollen clit hearing how wet you really were, the sticky substance coating your fingertips making Jay suck in air at the sight.

There a beat of silence between you and him, the plan in his mind consisted of fucking your brains into a puddle of nothing yet instead, Jay walked up to you, leaning down to your eye level to kiss you again.

Hard.

"Mhmmm.." You said trying to get a word out but judging by how he took his hands to hold your body, realigning you so he could lay in between your legs comfortably, molding your body to his with such passion you felt like he was shaping you to be his, his property...his girlfriend...

"I love you ma.." He muttered to you, his dreads covering the both of you like a shield from the outer world. You mumbled the words back to him, starting a dumb war of who could say it first.

"I love you Jay.."

"I love you so...fucking much.." He breathed, taking his hand to line himself up with your heat, slowly puncturing his cock back inside, leaving it there so your cunt could conform to his shape indefinitely, moving at a slow and calculated pace, each pound caused a silent open mouth gasp, you had to pull your bottom lip in to stop yourself from screaming his name, he just started!

Jay uses his thumb to tug your lips back out, placing a soft kiss to you.

"Let me hear how I make you feel ma..that's all I ask. Let me hear how you sound when I make love to this pussy.." He said through stifled groans. "I love when you choke him out like this..I wanna love you Y/n...let me....ohhh my god let me make love to you.." He whined.

“Make love to me Jabber..” You said, your voice just barely above a whisper as your demeanor fell, feeling him dig so deep inside of you, you had no choice but to fall apart in hands, wrapping your arms around him to pull the two of you into a deep hug as Jabber thrusted deep enough to show his dick print through your stomach.

“You see me taking you so well baby? Shittt Jay don’t stop..I love when you stroke me like this..”

“Slow strokes for you mama..slow fucking strokes..” He slurred.

“I want you to cum so deep in me bae..”

“Yeahhhhhh I wann’ go half on a son..” He smiled, grunting from your cunt tightening around him. He tapped on your leg to lift it up to get you at a different angle, kissing and biting at your ankle, drilling into you at a faster pace.

“Half on aaaa sonnnnnn…” You drew out, feeling his drunken self get carried away, slamming his hands in the side of the couch as his half lidded eyes aligned with yours, his pink pupils burning his name on your heart as that feeling pounding in your core swelled inside making it hard to breathe.

“Jabber…Jabber..” Your chest heaved.

“You’d beee a fineeeee asss mama, titties all full of milk, them hips spreading out…fuck! I want a baby with you..marry me so I can have a son..” He babbled, pulling your hips down on his dick over and over again coaxing more of your sweet juices out of your cunt. 

“I ain’t done ma..I aint’ doneeeee..” He went on, leaning down to calm your soothing cries with a sloppy kiss, your nails scratching your initials in his back as your foot dangled on his shoulder, his dick sending dopamine to your brain like a shot of heroin.

“I love this dick so fucking much!”

“Awwww who you luh more?”

Your moans were incoherent as his thrusts became more untamed, he couldn’t control himself anymore.

“I’m yours jay! I’m yo girl pl-pleaseee Im cumming againnn..”

“I don’t want to stop! Y/N I can’t stopp you keep dragging back in..what the fuckkkk Y/nnnnnnn I’m so fucking drunk.”

“Don’t stop Jay!”

“Let me have you ma! Let me have this pussy..I’ll take care of you! I’ll take….hahhhh! No FUCK! Let me stay in this pussy!”

“It;s yours! It’s yours!”

“All mine..allmine fuhhh ah-Aahhhhhhahhhhh~!”

As he came his hips snapped into you at pace your brain couldn’t comprehend, he meant what the fuck he said about not stopping. Your tits bounced around with each stroke while you tried your best to keep them steady, smushing them in occasionally to give the pink eyed devil something to look at.

Your pussy was on the brink of being sore causing a stinging mixture of pain and pleasure,you laid a nasty smack across the babbling dreadhead’s face, choking him out again as he smiled rutting into you.

“I fucking loveeee yo stubbborn ass..” He grinned, holding his neck tighter

“I loveeeeeee yo crazy ass..”

“Uh huhhh you love me..you love me ouuuuu FUCKKK!”

Jabber finally pulled out as a tall tower of your cum shot up, wetting up the couch, some got in your hair and he took his dick to rub it across the fountain you created, mixing his white load pouring out of your cunt in beads.

“Thereeeee it issss…”

*tap tap tap*

“Jayyyyy…”

“I loveeeee you mama…”

“You like saying it now?” You giggled, holding his dick with your free hand, stroking the rest of his cum out of his tip

“Imma say it every chance i get I swear..”

“I love you too Jabber..”

This should hold y’all till october yeah?? I told y’all i got carried away..and to all the new dolls in the play house..i hope you enjoy your stay..Don’t be shy to talk to me and tell me how it made you feel i love listening to those pretty voices and suggestions and as always i’ll imagine with you later yeah..i’m hearing rumors of Daija lurking around here somewhere

-MissHoneyBlue