#he need some (fermented) milk🧀

[mercurialparamnesia]

Jason, surprisingly, isn’t the most quiet person during sex. To the point where you have to cover his mouth to quiet him down. It’s only a little pathetic.

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if y'all are interested i could drop some spicy audios that i associate with him o.o

firmly of the belief that jason is loud and sees no need to hide any noises from you, sex is incredibly intimate for you two and is based in a lot of trust so for the most part you can just laugh off any mistakes or mishaps.

any noise you can think of is coming from this man's mouth. he'll moan, whimper, whine, grunt, sigh, and even babble lovingly for you. "feel so good... so- so good" and "fuck, i love you... all of you" are both decent common

personally at least i like to believe that after especially intense orgasms he'll giggle a little and get a little bashful, practically going boneless against the bed or couch under him.

[mercurialparamnesia]

Buckle up because this one is longer than usual!

Jason doesn’t seem the most receptive when you ask him to try out nippleplay. He doesn’t mind sucking on yours, of course, but his own? Not sure. After a bit of reassurance, and promising you won’t “bite it off” (his words), he lays down and lets you.

As you lay on top of him and hike up his shirt, he can’t help but look away nervously.

“Remember the safeword?” You ask, “You could also just say ‘stop’…”

He nods as your finger brushes over his nipple. He shivers, gritting his teeth instinctively. You gently roll the bud in between your fingers. “See, doesn’t hurt.”

“R-Right.” He shudders, his breath hitching. He swallows back a sound- not willing to be pathetic enough to moan at this. His eyes widen upon seeing your face get closer to his chest. He lets out a squeak, and, unable to help it, his dick hardens instantly.

“Excited?” You tease, starting to grind. He makes a breathy noise, biting his fist. The stimulation is getting to be a lot. It doesn’t even register to him what you’re doing until he feels you rolling his bud between your teeth. A shudder goes through him, as well as a weak “P-Please…”.

That feels like a good stopping point lol

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the way i've been staring blankly at this for an entire night and morning now... 🧀i hope you know i'm gonna have to write a short lil fic later

starting by pressing a soft kiss to each nipple before tracing around them with gentle fingers. moving on to pinching, nipping, and sucking on his nipples while grinding down on him in slow circles. getting to listen to the soft moans and groans that escape around where he's biting his fist.

pulling his fist away from where he's biting it and pressing kisses to the teeth marks he's left behind, accompanying the motion with more forceful movements of your hips. threading your fingers with his before moving your head back down to nibble gently on his right nipple while pinching the left one.

feeling his hips thrust up into you while his back arches to press his chest further into you...

[mercurialparamnesia]

Jason high on weed and very needy. Asking for sex and all of that- obviously since high people can’t consent, you don’t give him anything other than light kisses. Then he eats a snack and naps.

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ok so first of all firm believer that this man is not getting high on weed of his own volition. i am, however, willing to believe that he would blow up a warehouse that had weed in it and accidentally get high off of the fumes thinking he was far enough away.

yeah he's horny now, and also kind of hungry, and he really wants to shove his face in between your thighs or chest and pass the fuck out but at least it's not as bad as the time he got hit with Ivy's sex pollen...

the moment he's inside of the room you're occupying though he's melting onto you and trying to grab at whatever flesh he can, groaning at the fact that his body can't decide if sex, food, or sleep is what he needs.

he probably flops on top of you, buries his face in your chest with an upset groan and sleeps for the next 8 hours straight before eating through most of the food y'all keep around.

[mercurialparamnesia]

Okay what about edging Jason over and over and only starting again after he says something nice about himself- until he’s sobby and drooly from the overstimulation and denied orgasms- and then finally letting him finish while praising him

And then once he’s done and calm again, a simple “Good boy, you did so well”

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🧀 anon i hope you know im literally drooling over this like a rabid animal

god getting him so desperate to finally reach a proper orgasm without you stopping before he can hit the peak or ruining it… having him so close to the edge that he could probably orgasm just from you talking at him and the light brushes of your skin on his.

cooing almost condescendingly at him once he’s finally cum, staring down at the hot, flushed, sweaty skin covered in ropes of pearly white. him too fucked out, still shaking slightly from the strength of his orgasm, seeing stars and feeling like his body is floating.

“so good for me, my perfect good boy. you did so well baby, looked so pretty for me writhing around all desperate and horny.” you praise him while lightly running your fingers up his inner thighs and watching the muscles twitch away from your touch

[mercurialparamnesia]

Imagine fingering jason, coaxing him into it gently with one, then two, then three- him squirming and gripping the sheets, unable to resist a whine when you hit his prostate. Watching him try to hump at the bed a little bit as shivers run down his spine…okay my breaks over you can do the rest have fun

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YES!!!! watching him try and fuck himself back onto your fingers and then grind his hips down into the bed under him. grinding forward and backward in little circles of his hips while trying to get enough stimulation on both his cock and prostate. getting to see him smash his face into your pillow, breathing in your scent while his curls fan out across the pillowcase that he'd already been biting minutes ago until you had grabbed his hair and forced him to arch his back. The movement had been accompanied with a "nuh-uh you gotta let me hear you or you aren't getting any more than this. give me those pretty moans or you you'll be humping a pillow and wishing it was me." that had immediately made him fold like a wet paper towel.

"plea- please! ah, fuck. sweetheart please." he manages to get out before a sharp jab to his prostate interrupts him. one of his hands moves back to try and reach for you, to hold on to a part of you.

you grab his hand with your free one, lovingly entangling your fingers with his and pressing a kiss to the lowest point of the beautiful arch his back is making. you giggle softly at him while moving your three fingers in tight circles, "think you can come untouched for me baby?"