#college!justin capshaw x reader

[littlelioncub43]

Alright, here we go!

SFW Justin Capshaw headcanons:

He loves playing Animal Crossing with you. Totally has a whole house decorated and dedicated to you. Will make funny dresses/outfits for your character every month, because he loves you, even in the game. His favorite days are rainy days when you both dont have to do anything, so you curl up on the couch and play games together

Makes the best fucking homemade hot chocolate you've ever had. Also lemonade. You have no clue what he puts in there, but it tastes 10000000 times better when he makes it. Which he does! All the time! He loves how you react to his drinks, how the praise just flows from your mouth so easily. Plus he likes to make sure you've gotten enough fluids throughout the day.

Can't do a cartwheel. That's it. That's the headcanon.

He wants to learn how to ballroom dance! He loves watching the couples ballroom competitions from time to time, and is mesmerized by the coordinated movement of the dancers. He will ask you to join him for classes, because who else would he ever want to dance with?

He loves Greek food. Loves it. Always has to have a tub of tzatziki in the house. Has learned how to make dolmades at home as authentically as possible. He can't get enough of it

NSFW:

He isn't always shy. Once he's comfortable around you, this baby boy has the filthiest mouth ever. He used to stutter and whine and blush when you'd coo naughty things to him but now? Now he moans happily. "Such a good boy, Justin, always so good for me," yes, all for you, Mommy, only you! f-fuck yes! Take my cock, Mommy, y'take it so good, l-look so pretty when you ride me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh my god!

Loves to dry hump first thing in the morning from behind with his cock in between your panties and your cunt. He gets to feel how wet you are, and how warm you are without penetrating you. The glide of his hard on through your wetness and the pressure of your gorgeous thighs pressing closed is maddening.

Free use kink, baybeeeeeeeee! Whether it's you fucking/sucking him when he's working from home or him licking/fucking you when you're doing the dishes after dinner— he doesn't care.

Loves wearing a collar a notch too tight. He's got a choking kink too but it's very light. He loves the snugness of it around his neck while your tight pussy suffocates his dick. Oof. When you tug on the leash to get his attention because he's already fucked stupid??? He's in heaven. A very, very, very kinky heaven.

He has been known to prematurely ejaculate. He really tries to hold it back, but it always seems to be out of his control. His fists shaking, his face red, eyebrows furrowed in concentration, jaw switching between slacked and clenching, but it's no match for the teasing and totally not on purpose squeeze of your pussy. Then he's moaning out his apologies while fucking himself as deep as possible. He gets so embarrassed by it too! He's whimpering how you just felt too good, that he's sorry, he'll eat you out or finger you as much as you want until he's ready to go again. You both know he'll eat you out for less than 3 minutes before he's begging to be inside you again, whining about how he'll last longer this time. And he does 😏

[ellethespaceunicorn]

Holy. Fucking. Shit. This is my jam right here. I'm saying that with my whole chest.

*fans self*

18+

Justin Capshaw x Reader, Fuck boy Bucky

Starting this off by saying my brain has been scrambling around and I haven’t been writing requests because I feel like it just isn’t going to be as good when I haz the dumb. Promise I’ll be writing them again soon xx 

This thought popped into my head and it’s not going to leave anytime soon. 

Warnings: SMUT Voyeur Bucky, m masturbation, mommy kink, praise kink, public sex, aged up Justin Capshaw, pure filth, Buckynastyyyy is out and about

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[sebastiansluts]

Omg rose I have the BEST idea for a fic for you.

Your a professor at a local college where one of your co-workers Steve Kemp is obsessed with you and one of your students Justin Capshaw is obsessed with you. They decide to kidnap you & take you to Steve's cabin upstate. Steve is rough, says degrading things to you, fucks you rough and hard , pinches and pulls at your sensitive boobs, slaps you and bites you not caring if he leaves marks all over your body. BUT what gets you crying is Justin coming in after Steve, and how attentive he is to his mommy. He just wants to suckle at your boobs and rut against you because fuck he finally has you underneath him. He tells you he loves you and wants your breast full so he can drink your milk. He begs and pleads for you to please help with his cock that's so fucking sensitive he can't help it. You do and are absolutely shocked to see Steve put a cock ring on him so he can't cum. Justin is in literal tears as you suck him and play with his cock. Begging you to please let him cum mommy please. Steve comes in and has a evil look on his face telling you it's time to put a baby in you so Justin can have his milk that he wants so bad. After Steve cums in you he forces Justin to lick you clean and then he finally lets Justin cum.

Steve Kemp x Reader, Justin Capshaw (18+) x Reader; non con, kidnapping, rough sex, slapping, nipple play, biting, lactation kink, mommy kink, oral sex m receiving, cum eating, creampie

ANY HATE WILL BE DELETED THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE DON’T LIKE, DON’T INTERACT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+

You woke up disoriented, cheek stinging. You blinked your eyes open quickly, glancing around, and focusing on Steve Kemp, one of your co-workers at the college.

"S-Steve? Wh-where are we? What's happening?" you asked, getting your bearings, realizing you were laying on a bed, arms tied above your head, and he was standing at the foot of it. You were naked, but he was dressed, and you tried to inch your legs away from him, getting nervous, but he reached out, grabbing your ankles and yanking you back towards him,. You cried out when your arms were stretched suddenly.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going, slut?" Steve let go of your ankles, getting one knee on the bed and pressing your hip down into the mattress instead and undid his pants.

"No- no, Steve please, don't," you begged, but he slapped you across the face, his other hand leaving your hip and going between your legs, rubbing your clit quickly.

"Shut up bitch, I know you want this, your cunt is already leaking," Steve laughed, swiping his fingers through your folds, collecting the wetness that had gathered there and rubbing it on his dick.

You flushed, humiliated, and opened your mouth to protest again, but he slapped your boob, sudden pain spiking through your body, making you cry out instead.

"There she is, knew you were a fucking slut. Gonna be a desperate little bitch by the time I'm through with you, begging me for more," Steve said cruelly, pinching your nipples. You writhed beneath him, sensitive and unable to contain yourself at the pain.

"Please! Steve, stop, it hurts it hurts!" you cried, Steve ignoring you and pulling on your nipples, pain increasing and making your cunt clench.

Steve finally let go but didn't give you a moment to breathe before he was grabbing his dick and lining up with your entrance, pushing in hard, inching himself into your pussy.

You cried as he forced his dick in, big shuddering breaths escaping you, and Steve just grinned, slapping your cheek lightly, then hard, your eyes popping open, and meeting his gleefully sadistic gaze.

"Look at how well this tight cunt is taking me, just opening right up aren't you? Knew you'd be a good fuck, ever since the first time I saw you, those tits and that ass? Knew the cunt had to be good too," Steve laughed as you glared at him. "Oh relax, baby, I'm just having fun."

Steve fucked you roughly, bending his head to bite at your neck and collarbones, leaving marks everywhere. He twisted your nipples, making you shriek with pain as your body twitched and jerked in your bonds.

You were confused but relieved when Steve pulled out, sitting up on his knees and climbing off the bed. He left the room without a word, and a minute later, one of your students walked in.

"Justin? Wh-what are you doing here?" you asked hesitantly, afraid of the answer.

"Don't be scared, Mommy, I'm gonna be your good boy," he said, crawling on top of you as he pulled his cock out of his pants, rutting against your hip immediately. He rested his head on your chest, suckling at your tit.

You couldn't stop the tears from falling as he pulled away and started mumbling, "God, so perfect Mommy, everything I ever wanted, exactly right. I love you, need you, need you full Mommy. Want you full of milk for me to drink, every day, need it."

You crying so hard you didn't notice right away when Justin freed your hands. But before you could even move, you realized he had already cuffed your ankle to the bed.

"Need your help Mommy, please, h-hurts so bad," Justin cried, crawling into your lap as you sat up, his dick hard and red, leaking from the tip. He grabbed your hand and placed it on his dick, nearly squealing as you gripped him tight.

"Please Mommy! Wanna come, can't come, need you," Justin whimpered, and you looked closer, seeing he had a cockring on. "S-suck me Mommy?"

You looked at the cuff on your ankle, sighing. Justin climbed off your lap, kneeling up in front of you. His dick bumped your lips and you parted them, letting him slide into your mouth and down your throat.

You gagged and he pulled back, apologizing. "Sorry Mommy, sorry, you just feel so good," he muttered, his hips rocking slowly, making you suck him until he was crying again, desperate to come.

"That's enough now," came Steve's voice from behind Justin. You pulled off his dick and he whined, collapsing back in your lap to suck at your tits again. You met Steve's stare, an evil look on his face. "Time to put a baby in you so Justin can have that milk he wants so bad."

Steve shoved Justin over, pushing you down to the bed and letting him still suck on your tit, just off to the side. Steve thrust into you unceremoniously, and you cried out as he buried himself to the hilt, not giving you any time to adjust again before he was fucking you brutally.

Justin kept sucking at your tits, Steve's thrusts making them bounce slightly. Tears ran down your face and Steve just grinned, face contorting slightly as he moaned, coming hard. You could feel his dick twitching inside you, emptying himself deep into your cunt. He pulled out messily, cum dripping off his cock and landing on your pussy.

"Clean her up Justin, then you can come," Steve ordered, and Justin wailed, leaving your tit and crawling between your legs, licking up the fluids leaking from your pussy. Steve came over and took off the cockring, and Justin immediately clambered over you, rutting against you until he was coming all over you, dick spurting between the two of you.

Justin went back to sucking on your tit as Steve stood in the corner, fixing his clothes. "Time to go Justin, you can suck her tits more later." Justin whined but climbed off you, the two walking out and leaving you covered in cum.

[nocturne-pisces]

@slothspaghettiwrites let’s do a 2 for 1

I'm gonna tag @littlelioncub43 too because I know you're gonna love this.

Dark!College!Justin Capshaw x Dark!Reader x Dark!Robert Pronge

Bobby's first mistake was thinking that Justin was just your date, a little boy toy you took around to bars to dote on for fun.

His second mistake was agreeing to come back to your place. Your adorable stumbling and slurred words drawing him in with the promise of an easy fuck.

His third? Falling for that sweet smile when you pulled out the rope and said you wanted to try something. The moment his wrists came together in a knot that he couldn't untie himself, you kicked his legs out from under him and jerked him into the corner. You'd been so sweet up until now, gotten him incredibly hard with your mouth, but all semblance of softness was gone.

Your smile was replaced with a sneer that only softened minutely when the bedroom door creeped open. Robert would come to know that the kid, college aged with a baby face, was called Justin.

“Look baby, I caught one.” You preened up at him, his arms wrapping around your middle while he surveyed the other, tied up in pretty knots and immobilized.

“Yeah, you did, look at you go.” His praise sent electricity you your spine, side stepping you so he could stalk towards Bobby. Justin hooked two fingers under a length of rope and tugged, testing the tension.

“I’ll fuckin’ kill you,” Robert spat, though he was incredibly less intimidating with his erection still apparent.

“No, you won’t.” Justin shrugged, unfazed. He turned back to you, a doting smile spread across his face. “Why did you pick this one, huh?” Justin stood, snagging your wrist and pulling you into his chest to frame your face with his large hands.

“He has pretty hair.”

“Oh, I see.” Justin lays a chaste kiss into your hairline before turning you, your skirt flaring from your hips in the twirl.

“Keep your eyes on him, puppy,” he says, the large hands that were just on your face now pressing on the small of your back, urging you to bend at the waist.

Lowering your top half revealed the gusset of your panties under your skirt, and the wet patch that had only grown since you left the club. Justin peeled them down your legs, stepping out from behind you to pad back over to Bobby.

“Here ya go, man. A treat.” Bobby’s mouth moved to reply and Justin took the opportunity to stuff the fabric in it.

“Now,” he continued, satisfied with the way Bobby was bound and gagged beneath him, “if you don’t mind. I got a princess to rail. If you’re nice I’ll even let you lick it clean when I’m done.”

[littlelioncub43]

I know Justin, Dennis and Jake are secretly into pet play😏 them wearing ears, a tail butt plug, maybe some stockings and a collar with a leash for their mistress/mommy🤤

THIS SCREEEEEAMS JUSTIN CAPSHAW

(Also, big apologies to @buckypupbarnes for constantly using this gif. They're probably sick of it 😹)

Anyway!

This is when Justin reeeeally wants to relax and just play. It's a special treat that you both indulge in once in a while. He doesn't want to think, he wants to shut off and be your good boy— so you let him.

You let him kneel at your feet with those silly little ears on and that desperately lovesick look in his glassy eyes. You let him nuzzle into you and chase your touch. You let him eat you out like he's going to die if he doesn't taste you. You let him moan and whine at your taste. You let him rub his cock against you. You let him lay back and watch as you bounce on his dick at a mind-numbing pace. And he fucking loves it.

(P.S. when Justin's in this mood he can literally cum back to back like 3 times, 4 if he's pushing himself)

[littlelioncub43]

Oooooh, Sweet Sloth. You have done it again, and I am infinitely proud of you.

Im ruined. I can never be the same again. I already love the smell of sunscreen so adding Justin to the mix is lethal.

1000000000000/10, you've made me a slut again

How are Justin and mommy doing?🥺

Today feels like the perfect day to answer this 🥺

Missed A Spot

Warnings: College!Justin Capshaw, Mommy kink, MD/lb vibes, established relationships, puppy vibes, age gap, older fem!reader, teasing, hand job, sunblock as lube (don't do this lmao), unedited

It's too hot.

No amount of sweet iced tea or popsicles were cooling Justin down. He collapsed against the kitchen counter, dressed his new swim trunk, when you said 15 more minutes. Sweat clung to his brow and his neck as he waited. Justin said he would be a good boy today, so he did his best to keep the pout off his lips.

The pool was right there, he could see the water glittering in the sunshine. For a moment he thought about spraying on some more SPF and diving in despite telling him he had to wait. It would feel so good on his flushed pink skin. A color pink that practically matched his trunks. He looked at one of the chameleons that dotted the fabric and poked it. He was so excited to wear these for Mommy and now you weren't here to enjoy them.

"Puppy," you called, turning the corner into the kitchen. "Did you put on sunblock?"

Justin shot up. "Not yet, Mommy, was waiting for you."

The smile you gave him was indulgent and sweet. He blushed when he looked down at your new swimsuit. Two pieces. Not the usual one piece suit that he loved, but two pieces so far apart he could nuzzle your whole tummy and still not touch fabric. And it was all tied together. Little beads dangling from each side of your hip, swaying as you walked closer to him.

Justin swallowed, tried to string together a thought to tell you just how pretty and beautiful and perfect you looked, but all that came out of him was a moan. He shoved his hand against the tent his trunks to calm it down. Your eyes followed the movement of course and your smile turned all the more alluring.

"Aw, puppy, c'mon let's get you cooled down before you turn into a puddle."

He already was a puddle. Or at least his brain felt like one. And his muscles. You rubbed him down so thoroughly with sun block he was scared he'd cum in his pants. The way your hand teased his chest and skin just under the waistband of his trunks had him shaking for more. But with a light kiss to his lips, you were out the door headed for the pool.

Once the cool water hit his overheated skin, he calmed down. He was more than happy to splash and dive and lounge on the shark float in the water. Justin let his mind drift and wander. He didn't think about the stress of his GREs or his fall course load.

He just thought about you.

His Mommy.

Even just thinking about how lucky he was made his stomach swoop. You loved him, protected him, made Justin feel safe when everything in his world was collapsing and now it was his turn to be all those things for you. He would do anything for you.

"Puppy, come sit with me for a second so I can put more lotion on you."

Justin flopped into the water and quickly resurfaced nearly the ledge to climb out. Even without his glasses on, he could see you sit up and spread your legs wide enough for him to sit between them. A heady eagerness coursed through him.

He sat down, legs spread out on either side of the chair. His trunks stretched, dug into his soft thighs and pressed tightly to his groin. The bottle cap popped open behind him, making him jump.

"Can't have a sunburnt puppy on me," you hummed against his skin.

Your touch was innocent and effective, sliding the cream across his shoulders and between his shoulder blades. Then as you moved lower, your fingers started working his muscles more. You teased his sides, making him giggle and squirm. The front of his trunks grew tighter as you moved to rub more across his chest. Your chin hooked on his shoulder, warm breath ghosting over his damp skin.

"So pretty and soft for me, baby." Your cream covered fingers circled his nipples. Justin panted, his hands going to your knees on instinct. "And so good for me, Puppy."

A whimper built in the back of his throat, his stomach muscles quivering with each breath he draws in. His gaze drops to is trunks. The silly shorts in the animal print, the bright pink colour that you said looked perfect on him. The outline of his dick pressed into the material, the seam making his balls ache every time his tried to roll his hips for a little bit of friction.

"Mommy," he whined, chin falling forward to watch your hand continue to rub the sun lotion over his chest.

"Yes, Puppy?" You asked.

Your hands disappeared for a moment, a relief and a loss all at once. "I- I think you missed a spot, please. Don't wanna burn. Please, need more lotion."

"Oh, can't have that can we," you chuckle, kissing the side of his neck.

Justin leaned into the touch of your lips on his skin, slumped further against you so you can easily reach more of him. Your fingers teased the waistband of his trunks again, playing the string until he felt like he'd vibrate out of skin. He couldn't stop licking his lips, words bubbling up out of his mouth that he had no control over.

"Please Mommy, been good, please, Mommy please, please."

You pulled the elastic on his shirt down just far enough for his cock and balls to be out. It cut into the skin underneath, but he didn't care. Couldn't think about caring once your cream covered fist was wrapped around his cock.

He whimpered at the sight of it. Your hand smoothly glided across his hot flesh, completely covering him in the mess. With each stroke you kissed and licked at his neck, your teeth grazing him when you'd squeeze harder. More words began to tumble out of his mouth when you cupped his balls, rolling them around your palm until they were covered in lotion too.

"Is that all you needed, Puppy? Did Mommy get the spot she missed?"

"No, no, no," he begged, hands clenching your knees harder. "Please Mommy, was so close."

"Oh, is that right?" You fisted his cock again, squeezing hard enough to make him gasp and stroking faster, with purpose. Justin's spine tingled, his balls drew up, his hold body lit up like a live wire waiting for you to keep going. "I guess you don't wanna rub lotion on Mommy then."

He came. A squeal on his lips as he painted his stomach with spend. Just the thought of him coating your skin was enough to send him over the edge. As you stroked the last little spurt out of him, he fell back further against you. You hold his softening cock and balls in your hand while using your other hand to turn his head to yours. You kissed the pout from his lips.

"Don't be sad, Puppy, Mommy still needs you to rub lotion on her back."

[littlelioncub43]

Making bracelets for our nerds🥹 I just know they would not take it off and Justin would cry if it breaks :(

HE WOULD. HE WOULD FEEL SO GUILTY.

He would he frantic. Panicking. Borderline hysterical. He's had it for years and then one day it just snapped, and so did his heart. He would be so sad to tell you that it broke when he came home from class and it got snagged on the doorknob. He hates the door now.

You hold him while he cries, not bothering to tell him not to be upset because you know it's a big deal for him. So he cries it out, you let him apologize, you forgive him, tell him that maybe you can fix it and if not then you can make him a new one.

He's bummed out for the rest of the week.

[littlelioncub43]

Tech Tuesdays will always be my favorite, even tho I can't think of an idea for shit kjshgjklk

Maybe... what their minds are like whenever you kiss them out of nowhere? Idk like, y'know the strong and sudden urge to give them hundreds of kisses lol

Surely their minds would be an equivalent to the dial-up internet sounds 😭

It would nonnie 🥺

Dennis would be frozen for at least 10 seconds after you kiss him. He doesnt know what he's done to warrant a kiss but he wants to do it again and again for the rest of his life just so you can kiss him like this. Finally he starts to move his mouth with you, making you giggle at how long it took him to respond. He loses track of any thoughts he's ever had.

This slutty little bean reciprocates almost immediately, he's been conditioned at this point to just go with it. He will grin like an idiot the entire time you kiss him.

Look at this baby face and tell me that college!Justin doesn't whimper the moment you kiss him out of the blue. You can't. He blinks a few times and is immediately out of breath. He's suddenly the neediest little boy to have ever lived and chases your lips for more if you even so much as break away for a moment. It lets him live his most clingy life.

He will laugh immediately while accepting each and every kiss you give him. He will also chuckle suggestively and groan throatily as a joke, making you giggle with him but you don't stop the kisses. When you finally do pull back, and you're both breathless and flushed, he's giving that infamous grin and teasing with a "not that Im complaining, but what was that for, Princess?"

He is just like Justin and will use it as the perfect opportunity to indulge in his needy feelings. Ralph moans. Honest to god moans when you kiss him. He's the one to get the most carried away with it. He'll forget where you are if it's in public or sneak his hands under your skirt if you're in private. He just wants it so bad. He wants to be devoured by you.

[littlelioncub43]

Justin is so proud of the hickeys he got, he can't stop staring at them. I also think he'd love it if people noticed them.

That baby boy wants to be covered in your love bites. All over his throat, his shoulders, his chest, his lower tummy, his inner thighs— anywhere you want, he wants them.

Giving him hickies is the quickest way to turn him into a brainless puddle. The moment your mouth latches on to his skin, he is moaning, sighing, and clinging to you like you're the only thing holding him here.

He will also beg for hickies. He is not above begging.

[littlelioncub43]

This reminds me of Denis and Justin. Both sad pathetic little men who will cry if you take a second to long to answer🥺

Oh my god, yes yes YEs

Den lives in a near constant state of anxiety. He's always a little on edge a good day. So when he's flirting and talking with you, he's worked up and scared for his life. He actually ends up begging, he didn't mean to but the whine dripped off his voice and the pathetic tears pooled in his eyes. You were distracted by the sweet pathetic expression Den was making that you forgot to answer at first. When he added the pathetic whisper of "please?" then you told him you'd love to.

The rest was history 🥰

^ that's exactly Justin's face when he finishes pouring his heart out to you. He's out of breath from rambling, scared and takes your stunned silence as rejection. Justin also thinks your smile is you starting to laugh at him, but then you cup his cheek and coo at him when his tears fall over his lashes.

"Awww, Justin, honey, there's no need to cry," you wipe away one of the stray tears and make him look you in the eye, "I like you a lot, too. Of course, I'll go out with you"

And again, the rest was history 🫂💖🥰

[littlelioncub43]

I'm so down bad for Justin. I just need him and his pouty lips to beg oh so sweetly, even when it's just for some kisses. I wanna see him beg 😈 and maybe on his knees too👀

This wee lamb literally begs and pouts on instinct.

Sometimes you tease him until he's nearly crying, just to watch his bottom lip jut out and tremble ever so slightly. He doesn't understand why you love teasing him so much, it's actual Hell for him. He knows you won't deny him, so he will beg and beg and beg until you give him what he wants. It usually ends up with Justin begging you to let him do what you want, he almost forgets that his goal was to get kisses. He will happily do anything you want him to, so long as it means he gets his kisses and cuddles. Thankfully, you have every intention of giving him all the kisses and cuddles.

If you give him a hard time one day, you make sure to even it out by being extra gentle and nice with him for the remainder of the week. Otherwise he'll feel like you don't want him or that you don't like him anymore. And we can't have that!

Oh, the noises he makes when you finally do kiss him. He's sighing out happily, whimpering pleased little sounds as your lips work against his own, your hands cradling his head and playing with his hair. When you let him wrap his arms around you and hold you tightly against him, he's in actual Heaven. He can feel your smile as you kiss, the steady and strong thumping of your heart (that belongs to him), the warmth of your soft body as you rest against him, encouraging him to do the same. This is what he lives for.

[littlelioncub43]

Not to be a slut but... letting him suck on your tits when he starts to tear up

No no, be a slut.

I feel like he would do that when he's especially tired and exhausted. If Justin's day just seemed to go on and on and on and on and on with no end in sight. He would be trying not to cry on the drive home, he would be tearing up the moment he saw you, and then the moment he felt your warm skin on his????? He's nearly sobbing with relief. Justin tends to get overwhelmed or overstimulated really easily and sometimes he just needs to cry about it, which helps him feel a lot better. He's a big crybaby. And we love that for him.

Sucking on your tits calms him down just as much as it could rile him up, but it depends on the situation. If he's had a long day, he's calming down. If he's having a good day, oh he's gonna have a good day, ifyaknowwhatimean.

[littlelioncub43]

Justin having to take a 11 inch dildo because he’s been a bad boy. He’s crying, wishing that you will give him mercy or that he just passes out because he can’t take anymore. Your not even giving him attention, your just playing with Ransom, Lloyd and Freezy🥺

Oh, que the waterworks.

He has to cockwarm it for you, all while watching you bounce on Ransom's cock like it was your reason for living. The sounds Ran makes doesn't help the jealousy in the pit of Justin's stomach, he wants to be screaming and moaning for you. Not that rich asshat that you're currently fucking stupid. He's trying not to move too much and get through his punishment as quickly as possible

[littlelioncub43]

have you ever talked about justin eating mommy out for the first time but it's also his first time ever doing that to someone before because....

😈

He was so nervous, but at the same time so unbelievably horny. He wanted to try it, he was the one who asked but when he got eye level with your panties, he froze. You couldn't help but giggle a little at his wide-eyed expression. The sound pulled his gaze from your core up to you, you smiled warmly at him and caressed his cheek.

"It's ok, Justin, I'll help you. All you have to do is be a good boy and listen. Can you do that for me?" You coo, he was nodding before you finished speaking.

"Y-Yes, yes, I can be good." He says gripping your outer thighs.

"I know you can, baby," you praise and gently push his head down a little more, he scoots lower. He does as you tell him: play with you through your panties for a bit before slowly pulling them off, his movements were unskilled and unsure, but you can tell he was trying his best.

"Oh my god," he whimpers at the sight of your naked cunt, wet and hot just begging to be licked— so he does. The first swipe of his tongue through your petals was it for him, this was all he wanted, all he needed in life. A broken, high pitched whimper falls from his mouth as he tastes you for the first time, it was perfect. Next he was diving his tongue into your core with reckless abandon, chasing each drop of your juices eagerly while his hips drive into the mattress, completely forgetting about his promise to be good. The sting at his scalp from your grip only fueling his desire, his eyes clouded with lust as he looks up at you from between your thighs.

"Justin! O-Oh, fuck!" You moan and toss your head back, his hands hold you open for him to devour sloppily. His inexperience was clear as day, but his excitement made it 10 times sexier than it should be. The sound of you moaning his name and a sharp tug of his chocolate brown tresses is all it takes for Justin to cum in his pants.

"Ah aaaah!" He moans into the flesh of your inner thigh, his body convulsing as the waves of pleasure take him from your core. You pet his head, both of you catching your breath as he comes down from his high. He looks up at you again, this time looking more like the shy boy you've come to know in recent months. "I'm... I'm sorry..."

"It's ok, Justin," you play with his hair gently, the action sending Justin's heart a-flutter. "Just couldn't help yourself could you?"

"You taste so good," he sighs and licks his lips, "I wanna try again... please?"

How could you say no?

[littlelioncub43]

*hold out hand* needy justin content pls

Bad Boy

Pairing: College!Justin Capshaw x fem!reader

Warnings: smut 18+ ONLY (MINORS DNI), pillow humping, collar and leash, pet play, pet names, leg humping, oral sex (f receiving), Mommy kink, dom!reader, sub!Justin, slight little!Justin.

A/N: More Justin content is good Justin content 🥰 This was written on my phone, so any and all spelling errors are my own!

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Bringing your glass to lips, you leisurely sip at the bourbon, the ice clacking together. You hum at the warming burn as it slides down your throat, sitting in your favorite arm chair, legs crossed as you recline. The hem of your pencil skirt rides up slightly, your white button down shirt partially undone to show the top of your black lacey bra.

The room is quiet with the exception of the high pitched whimpers coming from Justin. He kneels on the floor, his naked body covered in a layer of sweat as he humps the throw pillow you'd tossed at your feet. Large hands claw at the fluff of the pillow to hold it in place as his hips drive forward eagerly, pained whines leave his pouty lips as you watch from your seat. The sight wrecked you, but you had learned to keep your composure and sat casually like your Sweet Boy wasn't humping a pillow for you.

When his pace gets too quick for your liking, you tug on the leather leash in your free hand, the collar around his lovely throat cutting him off mid moan.

"Slow down, Puppy," you scold firmly, hiding a grin behind your glass when he all but sobs but does what you ask, his quick pace slowing to a sinful grind. His head tips back, letting you see the effects of your punishment: his cheeks are rosey with shame, shame from the humiliation of being watched, shame from the humiliation of being punished, shame from the humiliation of liking it. His bottom lip red from being chewed on, those pretty blue eyes hidden away as he squeezes his eyelids shut. It was quite the sight to see.

"M-Mommy, please, need'ta cum," he begs for the millionth time in the last hour, bringing you out of your little trance. You coo mockingly at him, the sound making him open his eyes. God, he looked delicious when he begged.

"Aw, you do?" He nods immediately.

"Been good, been a good boy," he does his best to reason, his fuzzy mind making it hard for him to form complete sentences.

"Hmmm, I don't know about that. There's a reason you're getting punished, Sweet Boy. You wanna say why?" You prompt with a quirk of your eyebrow, taking another sip of your bourbon before setting to the side.

"I-I... I played with myself... when you told me to wait for playtime," he pants out, his head hanging as he says what you already know.

"Does disobeying Mommy make you a good boy?" You ask in a stern yet gentle voice, not wanting to hurt his feelings anymore than they already are.

"No, Mommy, it doesn't," he says his hips pushing harder into the pillow, fresh beads of precum staining the fabric with each drag of his cock.

"What does that make you?" You ask and pet his head, tilting his chin to look up at you. His eyes pleading and begging for your mercy.

"A bad boy," he croaks out, his head leaning into your touch desperately. You can't help but grin at him, he was just so eager to please you.

"You're Mommy's Bad Boy, huh?" You taunt softly, his pace speeding up slowly, the excitement of hearing you call him your bad boy shooting through him, a throaty, broken moan leaving him. "You wanna be Mommy's Bad Boy?"

He nods shyly with a faint 'yes, Mommy.' If you were wet before, you were absolutely soaked now. A shiver of excitement runs up your spine. You clench your jaw and tug on his leash again, pulling him to kneel at your feet. He scrambles to get as close to you as you'll let him, his cock twitching at the thought of touching you. You run a hand through his sweaty hair, smirking when he moans naturally at the action.

"If you wanna be a bad boy, then Mommy's gonna treat you like one," you pull his hair suddenly, tilting his head backwards, noticing how his hips lurch forward, cock shooting precum down his shaft and on to the rug.

"Bad boys like you don't get to fuck Mommy's pussy," you whisper in his ear, your lips grazing his ear as he sobs at your words. He begins to beg once more, but you silence him with a harsh tug to his hair. "Don't worry, I'll let you cum, Bad Boy."

"Thank you, Mommy, thank you," he chants over and over. You can see his body physically relax, his eyes shut in relief. You press a sweet kiss to his cheek before releasing him and leaning back. You bring one of your legs between his spread thighs, your stocking covered calf brushing against his aching cock. Justin looks up at you expectantly, but when the sudden realization of what you want him to do sets in, he blushes redder than a tomato.

"Go on, baby, show Mommy how Bad Boys behave." You smirk. He looks at your leg then back up at you but is only met with a jerk of your chin, telling him to go on. He scoots a little closer, the small movement making his dick rub against the nylon of your stockings, it has him gasping. He brings his hand up to your knee, checking in for permission to touch you. He can't help but smile softly when you let him grab your leg, his large hands happily wrapping around your knee to hold you. Licking your lips, you watch your shy boy begin to work himself on your leg, the feeling of his heavy meat dragging across your leg has you panting softly. Soon Justin builds up a steady pace, his eyes sliding shut again but you're not having it. A hard pull to his collar has his eyes locked on yours again.

"I want you to keep your eyes on me, Bad Boy, you understand?" You say as you uncross your legs, spreading them so he has a perfect view of your drenched lacey panties. He whines as he stares longingly at your wet pussy, his mouth salivating at the tought of getting a taste of you. Justin thinks you're able to read minds when you ask him, "Want a taste?"

"Oh, God, yes, please, Mommy," he manages to get out, his hips speeding up unintentionally, "wanna taste you, wanna make you cum too, Mommy!"

You pull your skirt up higher, revealing your garters and panties to Justin, who looks like he's about to cry at the beautiful sight. You lift your free leg up to hang over the side of the arm chair, a hand sneaking down your tease your wet hole through your panties. When you pull your fingers away from your panties they're covered in a layer of your slick. Justin absent-mindedly licks his lips at the sight of your wet fingers. You smear them across his lips, making him chase the droplets of juice with his tongue. With a dark grin, you slide your panties to the side and pull his collar again, bringing his face to your cunt.

"Go on, baby, make me cum," you say, you get halfway through your words before Justin is lurching forward, burying his head between your thighs. You gasp and hold his leash tight, your other hand running through his hair, holding him to your sex, his glasses sliding downhis nose. Grunt after grunt leave Justin's busy mouth, his tongue swirling around your clit before plunging into your tight hole, his moans vibrating against your walls in just the right ways.

"That's it, that's it, baby," you praise, your orgasm beginning to build within you. Justin whines when he feels your walls clamp down around his tongue, his thrusts against your leg are quick and feral, his body moving completely on instinct. When his nose bumps your clit while his tongue spears into you, you can't help but moan his name loudly, your high closing in on you quicker than you imagined. Justin was very skilled with his tongue.

"M'gonna cum, baby!" You warn and scratch his scalp, the sting had Justin whimpering but doubling down on you, his head shaking side to side vigorously, his nose rubbing your clit harshly. It's all too much for you to take, and you burst. Your cum floods Justin's mouth, his lips sucking at your hole to drink your sweet nectar eagerly. He growls appreciatively at the taste of your cum, his hips still rutting against your leg. You have to tear Justin from your cunt, your hand holding his hair at the base of his neck, making him look up at you, his lips swollen for sucking, chin drenched in your slick as he pants heavily.

"You gonna cum, too, Bad Boy? Hm?" You ask as you catch your breath, smirking when he nods.

"Y-Yeah, m'gonna cum.... gonna cum, Mommy!" He cries as he humps your leg, his movements frantic, his cock aching painfully with need. Justin's sure that he's never felt this good being called a bad boy, he loves it (almost as much as he loves being your good boy). He feels his lower belly tense up, his whole body taught with anticipation and need, his eyes search yours for permission to cum. He wants to ask you to cum, but all he can say is "please please please please," over and over in that pathetic little voice.

"Be my Good Boy and cum for me, Angel," you whisper to him as you lean in to watch him, your lips grazing his. As soon as you call him your Good Boy he's crying with happiness, fat tears roll down his cheeks as he finally shoots his load all over your stocking covered knees. He shakes as he screams, his grip on your leg tightening. His face scrunched up in a cute expression, his eyebrows pinched together, jaw open wide with his soft tongue hanging to the side slightly, his cheeks a cherry red, glasses fogged up.

You moan as his hot seed paints your leg white, each rope dripping as he releases. You pet his hair as he comes down, his body suddenly feeling heavy and boneless, he sags against you. You hold him up, peppering his face in kisses, whispering praises about how much you love him, how good he did, how hard he made you cum, how he's your special boy. When his eyes open, you grin at him softly, petting his cheek.

"There he is, my Sweet Boy," you say gently as he nuzzles into your palm with a small purr. You kiss his forehead as you unclip his collar, he sighs as he relaxes further. When he gets a glimpse at the mess he made on your leg and the chair, he can't help but blush.

"I'm sorry, Mommy, I made a mess," he says softly.

"It's alright, Baby, that's what I wanted," you say with a wink and a giggle.

"Now, what do you think about a nice, warm bath, hm?" You say and wipe your release from his chin. He lights up at your words, nodding eagerly.

"Then let's go, Sweet Boy."

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[littlelioncub43]

sweet little justin would be comforting you on your period right now :(

He would be a little nervous if it was his first time around someone with a period. But once he's got it all down and understands everything as best he can, he's calm cool and collected— and very empathetic.

He's got you some food, some medicine, fresh towels for to shower or lay on just in case your pad overflows, he's very observant with how you're feeling and is so gentle with everything. He would also make it a point to tell you that he loves you more frequently when youre on your period. He does it all the time anyway, but he wants to make sure you know that he loves helping you out during this time of the month and loves you even if you get moody and snappy. He's an angel.