#Jordan is kind of Mary’s sex toy

[new-berry]

United Artists

Mary / Jordan all fiction totally made up, this is kind of all over the place.

James is James Trafford as in won the Uber 21’s euros and saved a penalty. He is not in this! The basic idea is the two of them being dragged off to sky sports to do goalie challenges. Look I’m sorry I just needed a way of getting them to a hotel room.

NSFW

I steal a Sarah Millican joke “I asked my social media the best way to get rid of a headache. And it was ‘two panadol and a wank’ Thanks at boots the chemist. “

“Last interview. Thank fuck, I have a headache and no way of getting rid of it.”

Mary shrugs even though the person she is talking to on the phone can’t see her. “The normal way. Two pain killers and a wank.” She laughs. “You should try it. Never fails. I’ll talk to you later.”

Mary is still laughing when she turns around - right into Jordan’s smirk. She won’t blush. Puts her chin up because she’s faced down worse things than the embarrassment making her ears feel hot.

“You right pet?” He says with a broad grin. “Good news. The last bit is postponed. They want James here as well, you get the rest of the day off.”

Jordan is leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed in front of him. Mary doesn’t look at his forearms, much, but she stores the image when she gets back to the hotel.

She puts it next to the way his biceps look flexed in the ‘to be examined later’.

“Thank god.” The heat of embarrassment isn’t doing much for the migraine that’s been brewing for the last couple of hours. “In that case I’m going back to my hotel.”

“I bet you are.” Jordan isn’t trying to hide his amusement. Mary unties her ponytail. Having her hair pulled back is probably not helping the headache, and runs her hands through her hair. Hiding a little behind it is incidental.

“You know,” Jordan’s voice drops husky and intent, “I could help you with that?”

“Getting back to the hotel?”

“That. And your headache cure.”

Jordan pushes off from the door frame he’s leaning against and walks over to Mary, “I don’t have any plans either, since we were set free early.”

Mary lifts an eyebrow at his smirk and thinks about how his ass looked earlier, leaning over to get the ball out of the net. “Wanking is a one person job. Were you offering to stop by Boots on the way?”

“Nope” Jordan drags out the word popping the p when he gets to it. “I think we can work out a two person option.”

Mary grins, shoving her hair back, headache already receding. “You’re not bad I guess. You can drive.”

“Not bad.” Jordan repeats, sliding a warm hand around to rest on the small of her back and nudging her to go ahead. “And I was going to gush about you in the World Cup as well.”

“Stroking my ego is almost as good a way of getting rid of my headache.” Mary tells him, smiling as she walks past Jordan’s huffed out laugh.

They talk about football on the drive back to the hotel. Making fun of how squirrelly forwards are, the prissy little weirdos. Nothing too heavy, just a snark session that makes the little fissure of anticipation in Mary’s stomach bubble up a bit. She hasn’t done this for ages, too focused on the World Cup and the season to just pick someone up for fun.

She drops her keycard on the table by the door and Jordan steps right up behind her, pressed to her back, mouth going under her ear.

His hands settle warm and sure on her hips. “Got any preferences love?” He nuzzles into her neck, warm breath tickling her skin.

“A lot of kissing and get me off at least twice.” Mary says, fuck it. Jordan likes a challenge, making her come can be in service to the FA or something. The bonus they never paid out. Frankly, one will do at this point. Her headache is still unfortunately nagging the corners of her eyes.

Jordan turns her around at the hips and gives her a delighted grin. “I do like a woman who knows what she wants.”

Mary twists her fingers in Jordan’s hair, pressing up into a kiss. Letting him sweep his tongue into her mouth, messing up his hair where it is all slicked back.

He slides his hands under her shirt running over the warm skin of her back.

He kisses up the side of her neck very gently, closing her ear between his teeth without really biting and whispering “I did like watching you work, I could happily watch you wank yourself.”

Mary feels a little tug in her stomach at the thought but puts it aside “I thought I said twice? If I’m doing all the work you can bugger off and watch porn.”

Jordan laughs, rough sounding right against her ear.

“What the lady wants.” He says. Tongue snaking out to lick at the skin under her chin. Moving over to drop open mouthed kisses over the hinge of her jaw and neck.

Mary hums in pleasure, Tilting her head back to give him more access.

“Whatever she wants?” Mary knows her own voice is affected, little shivers around her chest, goosebumps threatening under her skin.

She puts her hands down on his sharp hips and starts to determinedly shove him backwards. He runs his teeth lightly over her neck and lets himself be pushed back, angling them slightly to the side so he ends up sitting on the bed with Mary standing over him.

“Stay there.” She says and Jordan grins and leans back on his hands. Long lean lines of his body looking appealing.

Mary yanks the ridiculous green shirt she was given over her head and chucks it to the side. She takes a minute to wish she wasn’t wearing the world's ugliest sports bra before reasoning Jordan’s hopefully going to get it off her quick enough.

She nudges Jordan’s legs a little apart and stands between them and pulls his shoulders forward a bit so he’s more upright. The bed is low enough she can put her hands over his shoulders, and his mouth is just above her breasts. Jordan pulls her forward and kisses the skin over the cup of her bra gently.

“Fuck yeah.” Mary breathes out, and grabs his hair, angling his head back and leans down to kiss him hard. She overbalanced a little, shoved hard against his mouth and Jordan steadies her with his hands on her waist, rubbing his thumbs in circles over her hips.

Jordan lets her pick the pace and opens his mouth when she opens her lips against his. Welcomes her tongue inside with a smooth slide. Mary slides her hand deeper in the hair in the back of his head, pulling back. She climbs on the bed, knees on either side of his thighs which means Jordan is at good height to mouth across her breasts, her nipples getting a little harder under his breath.

She keeps her hand in his hair as he pulls the cup of her bra down to get his mouth on more skin.

Mary starts rolling her hips into his, pulling Jordan’s head back with one hand again and putting the other under his jaw, jamming her tongue into his mouth, starting a grinding rhythm.

Jordan groans into her mouth as she pushes up higher on her knees, forcing his head back, her breasts pushed against his chest.

Jordan slides his hands across to her ass pulling her down to rock up against her again and again. He wants the friction and with the grip Mary has it’s also almost the only way he can move right now without her actually pulling his hair out.

He shoves his hands down the back of the track pants she’s wearing, under her knickers, sliding his thumbs down either side of the crack of her ass. Flexing his fingers in when she gasps a little into his mouth.

Mary pulls off his mouth and makes a satisfied sound, fingers curling hard into his hair and nails digging slightly into his jaw. “Fuck, squeeze a bit more,” Mary says, covering his mouth again. He obliges, fingers kneading into the skin off her ass, thumbs moving down her until he can just feel the opening of her pussy.

He slides one hand around sliding his finger against her opening, it’s hot, his wrist is going to ache trying to move in her knickers and he shifts his hands back, both groping her ass.

“Get these off then pet?” He says against her mouth moving around to kiss up under her jaw.

Mary nods, pushing back off his lap letting go of his hair, the area tingles blood rushing around. He runs his thumbs over her nipples over her bra as she shoves her pants down, growling when she realises and has to rest a hand on his shoulder to kick her shoes off.

Jordan laughs. “That went well,” Mary says, a little red flush on her cheeks.

“They’re off, I'm not complaining.” Jordan says, gives a teasing kiss just under the band of her bra and puts his left arm around her waist dropped down so it’s on her right ass check yanking her in. Pulling down the other cup of her bra to suck her nipple into his mouth.

Mary pushes her chest out, yanking him around to the other side with her hands on the side of his face. He slides both hands back down to her ass. “I plan on getting to both sides, don't worry.” Jordan says, mumbling around her breast in his mouth.

“You go left too often.” Mary says trying to but probably failing to sound stern.

Jordan laughs, resting his forehead against her collarbone. “Christ, okay, I can follow instructions, go right first next time.”

Marry giggles, “glad to hear it. Get on it then.”

“I’ll get on it alright. Get this bloody thing off.” Mumbling into her cleavage sucking a bit of skin into his mouth. Not hard enough to leave a mark but making her feel hot.

Mary lets him go and unclips her bra so she’s standing naked in front of him.

Jordan pulls back to eye her up. “What a fucking gorgeous sight you are.” He pulls her down onto his lap then twists around leaving her on her back on the bed.

“Gonna get yours off?” Mary asks. Jordan shrugs, “in a bit. Gotta get number one ticked off don’t we?”

Mary smiles, her headache feeling very much in the past. “Going tell me how you want your first love? Jordan asks, as he sweeps an admiring look down her.

Mary thinks the hell with being coy they both know what they came here for. She pulls her knee back and reaches out for him. “Come on then. Gonna back up that mouth?”

Jordan grins and crawls up her body, holding himself up on his elbows kissing her quickly then sliding down her, his knees on either side of her as he moves down.

He licks up the middle of her, parting her slightly with his tongue and teasing around her cunt.

“Fuck.” Mary curls her toes into the sheets. She’s already wet and Jordan holds a finger nearly into her murmurs “this good?”

“Yep.” Mary says, almost managing to pop the P at the end.

Jordan laughs and slips his finger in, gently pumping it in and out a couple of times and circles around her clit with his tongue.

Mary rocks up, letting her legs fall further open. It’s been far far too long. She twists her fingers in the bed, sighing happily.

“You can get your hands in me hair, sweetheart” Jordan slides a second finger in moving a bit faster. Mary looks down with fuzzy eyes, his mouth is a bit wet, lips a little puffy.

“You sure?”

“Now she asks.” Jordan grins. “Just in case I go too far left.”

“Asshole.” Mary puts her hand on the top of his head and pushes down. “Get on with it then. More of what you were doing before.”

Jordan kisses the inside of her legs, the left side first, until Mary just yanks him back to her clit. He starts licking in a quick flicking motion, then circling around. She’d like to drag it out, but not as much as she wants to come, squeezing probably too hard in his hair and grinding up into his face, she comes with a low groan. Probably swears.

Jordan slides his fingers out, a wet soft sound. He kisses the inside of her leg, then up her body, across her stomach nipping under her belly button laughing against her stomach when she swats at him saying “kissing. Not biting.”

“I don’t mind a bit of biting.” Jordan’s voice is husky. “Can go along with the hair pulling, just keep it under me shirt.”

Mary nods, still catching her breath. “No pressure pet.” Jordan says. “How’s the headache?”

Mary props up in her elbows, he’s hard under his sweats.

“What fucking headache” Mary says. “Get that kit off.”

His shirt is an even more vile shade of green than hers was. Jordan has the sense to have already kicked his shoes off.

Jordan takes a slow path back up, across her hips, hot breath blowing against the curve of her stomach and over her bellybutton. She twists when the scruff of his beard catches a ticklish spot on her side.

There’s a sharp hot nip across her breasts, pulling her nipple into his mouth to suck extravagantly again. Mary squirms up against him digging her fingers into his shoulders and sliding around his biceps. Probably leaving the kind of scratches she should be apologetic for, and he should be flattered by.

“Gotta tell me what you want, pet, or I’m gonna come on the bed like a kid.”

“Fuck me from behind.” In her mind Mary makes that an order but her voice is too breathy for her to even believe that herself.

“Christ.” Jordan takes a breath. “Happy to, your wish n all that.”

Mary turns over, gets to get on her hands and knees but Jordan puts his hand between her shoulder blades pushing her down. He takes a slow path with his mouth down her spine. Nibbling on little nerve endings and kissing whenever it makes her twitch.

He slides his mouth around the curve of her ear. “Bloody hair.” He grumps but is carefully not to pull it,

More careful than her when he smooths it over to kiss her other ear.

“You ready? “ murmured into her ear.

“Got a condom? Mary hopes so, they didn't stop at Boots for them.

Jordan pulls back to grab his tracksuit bottoms.

“Wait” Mary’s brain comes slightly back on line, she twists back to look at Jordan. “Where did you get that? When did you get that?”

“Sky. Men’s bathroom.”

“Is it branded?” Jordan holds it up lifting an eyebrow.

“Durex, that’s kind of disappointing.”

“It’s for your pleasure, says so right on the packet.”

Mary snickers and starts to lie down again before.“Wait why?”

“Should have been more subtle eyeing me up. Felt like a piece of meat I did.”

Mary laughs. “Did I save you having to think of a pick up line?”

Jordan slides the condom on and yanks he up against him, hands on the front of her thighs and spreading them next to his. “You had pretty good timing. And a pretty blush.” Slides into her with one thrust on the last words and Mary leans back against him.

The angle is not quite right, and Mary gets down on her hands and knees before sliding around to rub her clit.

“You can go harder.” She tells Jordan.

“Fuck’s sake woman.” Jordan chokes out. Speeding up and Mary gasps, he’s holding her hips tight and Mary enjoys the feeling and the sound of their skin slapping together.

She comes squeezing around him and hopes Jordan doesn’t think she is a selfish bitch because pretty much all she feels like doing is falling forward and letting him finish.

He keeps fucking her through it, she’s a bit over sensitive but in the best way. Jordan thrusts in a few more times, coming and squeezing her hips and sighing over her.

She stretches out, when Jordan slides out, not very interested in moving, not even enough to get the hair off her face.

“Wow.” She says. Hoping that appealing to Jordan’s ego will make up for letting him do most of the work. She can hear some moving around that is probably him getting rid of the condom.

“Is a cuddle allowed?”Jordan is behind her but not touching

“Mandatory.” Mary says back, reaching behind her to pull his arm over her waist flailing around until he huffs and wraps an arm around her waist. Mary tries to blow her hair out of her face, all her limbs feeling heavy and relaxed She shifts onto her side and strokes her fingers down his forearm.

“Next time you’re in town,” she starts slowly, “about that biting…”

[silenthillmutual]

horror/thriller movie recommendations based on your fave Danganronpa 1/2 character

the series in general: Saw (2004, dir. James Wan) - i can’t give much of a reasoning for this as i haven’t seen it but the “punishment fits the victim” trope appears to be a thing in Saw?

Makoto Naegi: It (2017, dir. Andres Muschietti) - as much about the power of friendship as it is about a fear beyond all others. the premise is probably relatively well known by now for the fact that there’s a big clown in it. content warnings: clowns, unsanitary, implied incest and csa.

Sayaka Maizono: Psycho (1960, dir. Alfred Hitchcock) - this suggestion is an incredibly cheap shot, please forgive me. famous film, not sure if i can talk too much about the plotline without giving away the most important part.

Mukuro Ikusaba: Us (2019, dir. Jordan Peele) - doppelgangers show up to wreak havoc on an american family. themes of identity theft. much bloodier than Get Out. 

Leon Kuwata: Scream (1996, dir. Wes Craven) - admittedly haven’t seen this either yet. i know, i know, i’m a fake horror fan. but i know that it was made as a sort of tongue-in-cheek homage to the tropeyness of horror films, and i didn’t want to put any movie too blatantly humorous here. i thought this would fit Leon.

Chihiro Fujisaki: A Quiet Place (2018, dir. John Krasinski) - monsters that attack based on noise terrorize a family. most dialogue is delivered through sign language. also has a really touching family dynamic, especially between the father and his children.

Mondo Oowada: Pet Sematary (1989, dir. Mary Lambert) - haven’t seen this one either, whoops. all i know is it’s about, like, bringing people back from the dead or something, and that it’s based on a Stephen King book.

Kiyotaka Ishimaru: The Stand (1994, dir. Mick Garris) - technically a miniseries, but i wasn’t really sure what other horror story fit him. it’s the world at the end in a final battle between good and evil, and nothing says Ultimate Moral Compass more than that to me.

Hifumi Yamada: Strangers on a Train (1951, dir. Alfred Hitchcock) - the whole “i’ll do your murder if you do mine” kinda hits for chapter 3 i think. i also remember his hostage being his sister, so he’d probably like the relationship between Anne and Barbara.

Celes Ludenberg: Crimson Peak (2015, dir. Guillermo del Toro) - there’s a line the main character says that’s something to the effect of how she’d rather be like Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley because she died a widow? that’s Celescore. content warning: incest.

Sakura Oogami: Hereditary (2018, dir. Ari Aster) - both in the way that her dojo is a family business and in the themes of being afraid of hurting your loved ones. content warnings: child death, car accident, decapitation, possession, drug usage.

Toko Fukawa: Rebecca (1940, dir. Alfred Hitchcock) - again haven’t watched or read the book on which it is based but the fact alone that it is based on a book? and it’s not directed by stanley kubrick’s book-ruining ass?

Byakuya Togami: Rope (1948, dir. Alfred Hitchcock) - based on a play which itself was probably based loosely on the Leopold & Loeb case, it’s famous in part for its protagonists being gay. also they have superiority complexes and think that the privileged few should be allowed to murder inferior people because they’re above morality.

Yasuhiro Hagakure: A Nightmare on Elm Street (1984, dir. Wes Craven) - i feel like this is closer to what his brand of horror would be, but also people not really believing that what’s happening is actually happening is kind of his m.o. too. content warning: i don’t remember if this is explicit in the original or not, but Freddy Krueger was a pedophile.

Aoi Asahina: Friday the 13th (1980, dir. Sean S. Cunningham) - again i just think this is closer to what Hina’s brand of horror would be, but also i feel like the summer camp aesthetic would be for her.

Kyouko Kirigiri: The Secret in Their Eyes (2009, dir. Juan Jose Campanella) - i don’t totally remember it but detective going off the rails trying to solve a rape & murder case. Very intense, but very good.

Junko Enoshima: Midsommar (2019, dir. Ari Aster) - gaslighting people into joining a death cult? yeah, that screams junko. content warnings: graphic suicide, drug usage, gaslighting, people on fire, nudity, sex.

Monokuma: Child’s Play (1988, dir. Tom Holland) - creepy toy carrying the soul of a murderer. still need to finish watching this one, other than “creepy doll” i don’t have anything to offer in the way of content warnings. 

Hajime Hinata: Get Out (2017, dir. Jordan Peele) - reluctant to go too much into details because i wouldn’t want to spoil the film for those who haven’t seen it, but the experiment done on Hajime vibes w this movie. content warning in that this film is about racism.

Twogami: Vertigo (1958, dir. Alfred Hitchcock) - too many details would give away spoilers but the identity theft theme of the film fits for a guy whose talent is in identity theft.

Teruteru Hanamura: Halloween (1978, dir. John Carpenter) - had a hard time thinking of a horror movie for Teruteru, but Halloween (and 80′s slashers in general) have a tendency to punish the horny.

Mahiru Koizumi: I Know What You Did Last Summer (1997, dir. Jim Gillespie) - would it be too much of a spoiler to say there’s similarities between this film & what gets Mahiru killed in-game?

Peko Pekoyama: The Purge (2013, dir. James DeMonaco) - people using masks to enact what they feel is justified revenge on the one day of the year when all crime is legal.

Hiyoko Saionji: The VVitch (2015, dir. Robert Eggers) - based on colonial-era folk tales about witches. very atmospheric, features the same kind of abusive slut-shaming verbal assaults Hiyoko hurls at others. content warning for briefly implied incest, some nudity, and parents being shitty.

Ibuki Mioda: Green Room (2015, dir. Jeremy Saulnier) - still need to see this one; punk band tries to survive to the end of the night after witnessing neo-nazis commit a murder.

Mikan Tsumiki: Carrie (1976, dir. Brian De Palma) - another film based on a stephen king novella, and also a pretty famous story. a longtime bullying & abuse victim starts to lose her shit after she begins developing telepathy. content warning for some nudity, fire, and an abusive mother.

Nekomaru Nidai: Les Yeux Sans Visage (1960, dir. Georges Franju) - wasn’t really sure where to go with him either, at first, and settled on body horror considering what happens to him later in-game. a doctor attempts to find a new face for his daughter after she is left disfigured from an accident. 

Gundham Tanaka: The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari (1921, dir. Robert Wiene) - a mad scientist claims his hypnotized ‘somnambulist’ can see into the future, including the deaths of carnival-goers. highly influential silent film, german expressionist so peak aesthetic.

Nagito Komaeda: The Silence of the Lambs (1991, dir. Jonathan Demme) - it’s probably well enough known for Hannibal the Cannibal being in it, but it’s worth noting he’s not the primary antagonist of the film. he is the most memorable part of it, and his psychoanalysis is what made me think of Komaeda. content warnings for gore, sexual harassment, referenced cannibalism, period-typical transphobia (period is the late 80s/early 90s).

Chiaki Nanami: V/H/S (2012, various directors) - a horror anthology film of found-footage type shorts, not shown in chronological order of events. i don’t really remember the contents enough for warnings, check at your own risk.

Akane Owari: The Blair Witch Project (1999, dirs. Eduardo Sanchez & Daniel Myrick) - don’t really have a good reason for this one other than “they all go feral, which Akane is seconds from doing at any given moment.” i think she’d dig it. no real content warnings to be had, the original found footage film.

Kazuichi Souda: Jaws (1975, dir. Stephen Spielberg) - i’m not even entirely sure i know what would make him like it, maybe just the mechanical shark? i think we all know this as the movie that made people double down on their hatred of sharks. i don’t particularly care for it, but it’s popular.

Sonia Nevermind: Perfume: Story of a Murderer (2006, dir. Tom Tykwer) - follows a would-be perfumer as he murders women in an attempt to create the perfect scent. in retrospect i probably should have picked something based on a real crime, but i still think she’d like this one.

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu: M (1931, dir. Fritz Lang) - when the police fail to catch a serial child murderer, the criminal underworld steps up to take action into their own hands. fitting, no?

Usami: Trick ‘r Treat (2007, dir. Michael Doughtery) - another sort of anthology film that follows what happens to townsfolk when they don’t abide by Halloween traditions. i put it for Usami because i thought it was actually kind of cute, as far as horror films go.