#after that r+j review post ive felt insane

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shooting the shit with bsf!jj. its late, you’re both crossed and swapping stories on the walk to the store in as much graphic detail as possible to make the other squirm. but you’re getting more and more annoyed as time goes on—jj likes to brag, he’s vulgar, the girls he describes are nothing but an amalgamation of big tits and sticky cunts with no discernible differences. the guys he describes are fags and bottoms who leave feeling empty and used. you’re sick of him, you think he’s got a big ego, you don’t think before you utter, “please like you’re even getting all that anyways.” with a slurred scoff and he stops, crowding your space as he bumps you with his chest.

“what was that?”

you’re world tilts as you squint up at him with his set jaw and blue eyes shining red, “you’re full of shit jj.”

and jj’s a bully. always has been. so it’s not surprising when he all but shoves you against a tree and you’re so close when he grabs his crotch you can feel his knuckles dig into you tummy, “you think i can’t get pussy?”

his teeth are bared, a cross between a smug smirk and a snarl making his sharp incisors gleam at you and you whimper.

“thought so.”

the moments over as soon as it happened, and jjs back to cracking jokes and pulling you along with an arm wrapped tight around your shoulders.

you’re quiet the rest of the walk—burning hot with your heart thudding. and his smile is still mean when he opens the store’s door for you.