#jay bahadur x reader

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With Desperate Times, Comes Desperate Needs

Jay Bahadur x f!reader

Warnings!: smut, shameless face riding, oral (f!recieving), a pinch of angst, porn w/ little plot

Evan was so hot and sweaty in this movie omg sedate me

This a reupload (w/ some tweaks) of my most popular fic on my acc before it got deleted.

“Fuck!” A loud slam of the door heightens my senses as my frustrated journalist boyfriend groans angrily, huffing back inside our small, sweaty apartment room in Somalia.

I instantly shot up from the dingy mattress I was napping on, feeling the brush and hearing the soft crumple of some of the post-it notes on the wall flying up. My eyes readjust in the dim lights and settle on my boyfriend now pacing the room a bit, his head practically in his hands.

“Hey…hey…” I say in a soft, soothing tone as I push myself off the mattress and slowly walk towards him. I rub his shoulders gently, feeling the soft stretchy fabric of his Blue Jays #15 jersey, holding him in place as I try to calm him down.

“Baby, stress is bad for you. What happened?” I soothe, raising one of my hands to brush through his hair tenderly, causing his gaze to lift a little.

“God, what hasn’t happened.” He sighs heavily before grunting frustratedly again.

“Hey…come on…calm down.” I urge, feeling my brow begin to furrow into a frown. My worry of his behavior increasing.

“Sorry.” He says in a defeated tone, letting his tensed shoulders drop a little. Forcing himself to relax a little.

“It’s just…I’m being rejected by everything. And I just fucked up an interview. Apparently I needed to bring Khat.” I could feel the frustration start building in him again. “Nobody fucking told me I’d need fucking Khat!” He shouts, tensing again.

His gaze flicks back up to me and he notices my furrowed brow and worried expression and he instantly softens again. “Sorry…” He says gently.

I shake my head, brushing it off understandingly. Something noticeably shifts in him when he continues to stare into my eyes. Something flickers against my cheek, a soft fluttering. Realizing that I’ve been unintentionally batting my eyelashes at him, I feel my face grow a bit hotter. And the intense stare he bore into me wasn’t helping.

I catch him swipe his tongue across his bottom lip quickly, leaning a bit closer towards me.

“You know…you’re right. I should stop stressing out so much. And I think I have the best cure for that right now..” He says in a low, seductive tone as he leans into my ear. The dark whispering sent shivers down my spine. I felt his large, rough hands snake down the small of my back, sliding over my ass and cupping it, before resting under the swell where my ass met my thighs. He squeezed roughly, kneading the pillowy flesh before pressing into me with a searing kiss that selt jolts of pleasurable waves throughout my body that nestled into my core.

Closing my eyes, I whimpered into the kiss, pressing back into it and biting at his now swollen lip. I could feel the gush of my arousal begin to create a warm stain in my panties, the pounding pressure that came from the heat causing me to press my thighs together to relieve the tension. He deepened the kiss and I panted in response, letting out hot and soft moans that bubbled in my throat and fell from my lips.

“Such a good girl…” He praises, mumbling against my plush and plumped lips, swollen from his ravenous kissing and the scrape of his teeth along my bottom lip.

I squeal in frightened delight as he scoops me up under the swell of my ass, forcing my legs to wrap around his waist to steady. He carries me over to the twin bed in the corner, my arms wrapped around his shoulders as I continue sinking into the comfort of his taste. His smell, the one I’ve grown to love mixed with musk, sweat, dirt and the heat. A strange arousing natural cologne radiating from him.

He sits me down on the bed, resting beside me and placing his palm on the side of my cheek tenderly as he continues swirling his tongue in my mouth. I rest my hand over his and whine disappointedly when he pulls away.

“I have an idea.” He beams cheekily at me and I have no choice but to give in. He lays down on the bed and I raise a confused brow at him.

He lifts up his hands at his sides and wiggles his fingers, calling me over. “C’mere” He beckons in that rough voice I love. His eyes pinned on me.

I slowly crawl on top of him, straddling his lap. He slides his hands up my thighs and to my waist, lifting my skirt of my sundress dress in the process and bunching it up at my waist, pinning it there. Revealing my white lacy panties with a small rose embellishment on the front.

“Cute.” He smirks, staring. My cheeks instantly burn.

“Pervert.” I hiss and he flashes his gaze at me amusedly, as if to taunt and mock me saying ‘what do you think we’re doing’. And I feel heat rise to fill my face again. I stay silent.

Clicking his tongue his shrugs a bit. “Come closer.” He guides my hips forward, sliding up his chest.

“C’mon. Closer.” He says, and I’m still curiously confused.

“I want you to sit on my face.” He says, explaining after realizing I was still confused.

“W-What?” I asked shyly, stuttering.

“You heard me. Sit. On. My. Face” He demands, getting more impatient. I had never heard him so bold and commanding before, it was really turning me on.

“And don’t do any of that hovering crap. Sit.” I decided not to argue with him given his emotional state at the moment and just raise my hips, slowly crawling over his face with my knees. As I slowly sink down onto his face he hooks his finger under the bottom of my panties and pulls them to the side.

“Good girl..fuckkkk, you’re so wet.” He growls under his breath and I feel a shiver spark up my spine. The ache in between my thighs instantly begins to quiet as I feel the relief of his tongue swiping over my clit before nestling inside of my cunt that greedily sucks him up instantly. As I sit with my weight, still careful not to crush or suffocate him, he grips my plushy thighs tightly in his hands, kneading the flesh as he twists his tongue inside of me. His nose bumping my budding clit every time he moves.

I let out small moans that slowly grow louder in a steady rhythm and melody, my hips rolling and grinding against his face seeking more friction.

“Fuck, Jay..” I squeak and I hear him hum against my fluttering cunt, causing me to clench down. The feeling of his voice vibrating off of me causes me to jolt and my eyes squeeze shut, my head lolling back as I hold onto his wrists of his hands that continue kneading my thighs, using them for support as my hips continue grinding against his nose to bump it against my clit.

He devours me like he’s starving, sliding his tongue out to my dismay for a moment to suck on the bundle of nerves, giving it the stimulation I was craving before diving back into my greedy hole.

“S-Shit Jay! I’m s’ close-!” I whine, my mouth agape as I let out pathetic moans that begin to increase in pitch as I feel my incoming orgasm.

He doesn’t give up coaxing out my orgasm, feverishly swallowing my arousal and fucking me dry on his tongue, pressing and sucking onto my clit like he wants to suck me dry of cum.

My hips roll wantonly on his face, whining and moaning with no restraint at this point, most likely causing a stir for everyone else and probably some eyes on our room—and laughter.

My hands tighten their grip on his wrists as I feel the wave of ecstasy crash over me, releasing over his face, he pulls his tongue out and begins to suck and flick my clit again until I’m whining from overstimulation.

“F-Fuck Jay! S-Stop! Stop! I jus’ cammmh!” He presses a final kiss to the bundle of nerves before letting me slide off his face and rest on his chest. My breathing labored as my chest heaves, settling from the intense rush.

There’s a stupid pleasant grin on his face, his lips and nose covered with the glistened of my slick and cum.

“Yeah, I definitely feel less stressed.” He acts as if he’s truly drunk and blissed out, causing me to giggle down at him.

“Yeah?” I ask, my voice inflected in a sing-song tone.

“Yeah..” He sighs pleasantly. “We definitely need to do this more often.”