synopsis: you thought future was joking when he explained why they called jimmy, b-rabbit.
CW: very short drabble, hookup, pwp, hickeys, unprotected pinv (always wrap it), soft dom jimmy, missionary, aftercare. |lowercase intended|not proofread
in memory of 8 mile being taken off Netflix again </3
On 8 mile
"shh...be quiet f'me..." his voice a soothing rumble as he gently placed his hand over your mouth, his other arm braced next to your head as his hips rutted against yours. the bed creaked with each roll, your fingers curled into the sheets so tight it's surprising they're not ripping. a choked moan slips past your lips but is muffled by his palm. he leaned his head down, his lips pressing against the soft skin of your neck, nipping gently just to feel your legs tighten around his waist. his pace never seizing as he sucks a hickey under your jaw, then another right above your collar bone. making your back arch as you get closer. your walls fluttering around his length warning him, he replaces his hand—that was over your mouth—with his mouth, his tongue coaxing your lips apart for it to slip in. muffling your whimpers and whines that spill out while his thumb is now rubbing quick tight circles on your clit. the warm coil in your lower belly tightens almost impossibly tight. you cum with a a whimper of his name against his lips, back arching and your gummy walls clench around his hardness. he pulls away from your lips and lets a quiet moan leave his throat as he finishes inside you, warmth filling you to the brim and he actually shudders. collapsing on top of you, a weight you don't mind for now. running your hand through his short brown hair that was always hidden from his beanie.
he eventually gets up and leaves the small room, you sit up and stay sitting in confusion. he comes back with a damp rag and a cold bottle of water, offering the bottle to you with a soft grin, not the cocky one he had on when he was with his friends, this one was genuine. he cleans up the slickness between your thighs and lays down, gathering you up in his arms against his bare chest. pressing kisses on the top of your head and praising you on how good you were for him until you fall asleep. the slow rise and fall of his chest with every breath only lulling you deeper into slumber.
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