#yes this takes place before the pic i drew of her biting a mans throat out

[rennybu]

meme re-draw for when Adra got asked on a date by a very sweet faun named Scilla btw. And it went great

(Adra is played by @boss-saarebas, and Scilla belongs to our dm @jawsandbones)

[spnskinnyballs]

Mr Stranger

Summary - It was purely by coincidence that you were paired up with this particular mystery man in a random chat roulette site on a Thursday evening. (Not one of your finer moments) Charming his way into your little life as Mr Stranger how long can you two really keep the anonymity between you?

Pairing - Jensen x Reader

Word Count - 2,569

Warnings - Swearing, dirty talk, masturbation

Part Three

Series Masterlist/ My Masterlist

The hours had passed and you had survived. With aching feet you handed over your patients only 20 minutes after you were supposed to have already left and made your way to the staff room. Lucy was sat in a swivel chair twirling around as she waited for you to finish, god she was a good friend.

Saying your goodbyes you beckoned Lucy towards you and you both grumbled all the way to the lockers. Today was a good day but it was long and heavy and tiring and you craved the comfort of your bed. Lucy looked as though she agreed with you without either of you saying a single word.

You both pulled on your jackets in silence having a whole conversation with glances and grunts until she huffed out a sigh and pulled the door open, standing in front of it for you as though she was too weak to hold it open with one hand.

“I’m so fucking tired.” She whispered with an edge to her voice as you two made your way back through the ward to leave the hospital, making an agreement with a grunt she shook out her shoulders and continued. “I swear to god as soon as i get home i’m pouring myself a pint of wine and not leaving my bed all weekend.”

Laughing at her it was all you needed to pull you out of your silent stupor. “I’m so with you there, my feet hurt so bad.” You cried out to her. “I’m going to go home and cuddle up with a disney movie until i fall asleep.”

“Oh please, you’re going to go home and talk straight to lover boy.” Accentuating the last few words and making kissy faces at you she completely ignored the roll of your eyes. “Seriously though, how cute is he?”

Scoffing at her you shook your head before replying. “I told you we didn’t show eachother our faces.”

“Yeah but you saw other stuff didn’t you?” She remarked knocking her arm into yours.

“What? Yeah, he’s got a nice body, i think he’s cute.” You shook off opening your hand bag and unzipping the small compartment where your car keys lived, not realising the silence until you had retrieved them and zipped your bag back up to see Lucy looking at you with a confused expression. “What?!”

Holding out a hand in front of her and blinking her eyes she responded “Hold up. You two just talked? Like talked? PG?”

“Yeah. What, I didn’t give the first guy i talked to since Jeremy a free porn show.” Answering defensively you edged off heading towards the drivers side of your car.

“Babe, don’t get pissy with me. Sorry, i just thought that you two had fooled around or something.”

Closing your eyes and listening to her you stopped and leaned forward on the top of your car. “Baby i’m sorry, long day.” Looking at her she huffed and nodded in agreement before you continued in a quieter tone, more raw and honest. “He’s practically the first guy i’ve talked to since Jeremy and honestly it scared the shit out of me just to talk to him let alone mess around with him. But thank you though, if i just went out and talked to some random guy i really don’t think that it would have gone so well. Appreciate it.”

Your tone had turned sweet and sickly by the end and she scrunched her nose at you once again, crinkles framing her eyes. “Oh hun, you know i’ve always got your back. I love you but i need to go home. Go back, send him a dick pic, drive safe sweet, love ya!” Shouting over her shoulder at you, she had turned mid sentence and walked towards her battered old car leaving your smiling tiredly and climbing in your car ready to finally be going home.

An hour later you were settling into your bed fed and watered. Rolling yourself up into the sheets, your head hit the pillow and your feet thanked you for the comfort, but something was missing. Something was yearning inside, a hunger that hadn’t made itself known for weeks. Rolling to your side and lifting your leg over the duvet you deliberated your options, after a moment you reached over and took a mouthful of the wine you took with you to bed. The warmth settled through your throat before settling in your stomach growing courage and an extra layer of burning in you.

With a deep breath and a giggle to yourself you repositioned yourself in the sheets until they were almost off you. Repositioning your boobs in your bra and twisting the sides of your lacy underwear so that they hung a little higher and a little tighter on one side you lifted your phone above your body and took a photo, more like several photos.

Once you were satisfied you draped yourself in the warmth once more and rolled onto your stomach scrolling between the pictures until you settled on one. Your pink flowery bra was the first thing that stole your attention, your breasts accentuated with the extra padding and while your eyes followed down they were caught with the glimmer of your belly bar and the navy blue lacy underwear that was hanging slightly too low on one side where your knee had lifted up the mattress.

Despite the many critiques you gave yourself, you looked hot. With your face nowhere to be seen and no distinctive features on show you dragged it into a message before you could talk yourself out of it. Clicking send you shook your head at yourself and reached for the wine. Fuck, you needed wine.

With a hundred thoughts running through your head, granted more sexy than not, your mind went to mr stranger. Was he even home? He only told you earlier that day that he worked 12 to 14 hour days so would he even respond, or rather would he even respond in time.

Your musings were cut short by the buzzing of your phone settled on the pillow next to you. Biting your tongue to quell the giggles inside you rolled over and swiped up your homescreen before you could even think, breathing deeply as you read the reply.

‘Fucking hell babygirl i’m not even home yet. You horny sweetheart?’

‘Haha sorry for the bad timing i couldn’t help myself. Maybe just a little, why you gonna do something about it?’

Hitting send before even allowing yourself to reread your response you reached over and drank another mouthful of wine, you were horny and enjoying yourself, there was no way in hell you were letting nerves come into this.

The response that followed was almost immediate. ‘Fuck yes, what would you want me to do about it?’

Oh so many things you thought to yourself but actually voicing them to him? Dirty talk was not your strong suit. Sure it turned you on hearing it but it’s not something that you’ve ever really done for others before but you were doing so many new things these last few days what would be one more to add to the list.

With a determined grin you typed out your next message. ‘Everything. I want you to play with me until i’m screaming your name. Does that sound okay to you?’

Feeling emboldened with your sudden confidence you bit your lip and waited for the mental image heading your way.

‘Fuck yes. I’d kiss you, lick your lower lip. Kiss your cheeks and jaw and lick a line down your neck, kissing you lower and lower. How does that sound sweetheart?’

A shiver went up your spine as you read those words. ‘That sounds so good, i’d kiss you right back, nibble your lip and kiss it better, tugging at your waistband. How low were you planning on going?’

‘I’d move my hands down your waist and kiss your chest all over, pay attention to your nipples until you’re moaning and pulling my hair.’

‘God yes. I love having my boobs played with. What would you do next?’

‘Well in that case i’d play with them until you couldn’t take it anymore, until you were begging me for more. Then i’d finally slide down and kiss at you through your underwear then slowly pull them down to see how wet you are. I love going down on a girl, hope that’s not a problem?’

As you read the words you swear you could physically feel the sensations, imagining this hot guy doing all these things to you.

Fuck this was a good idea.

Leaning over to your nightstand you quickly pulled open your draw and found your vibrator before writing out your response. As you began to text you had a change of plans and a fuck it attitude wash over you. Leaning forward you unhooked your bra throwing it away and placing the vibrator on your thigh opening up the camera. This time you only took one photo, you didn’t have time to mess around with looking good, the need inside you growing more and more impatient.

The photo was angled from your face down onto your body so your eyes drew from your naked breasts down to the twists of your underwear and finally landing on the vibrator. You sent it immediately so that he would have a moment to focus solely on that before your message followed.

‘There is no way in hell i’m complaining about that. I’m so fucking wet just thinking about you going down on me. Kissing my thighs and licking at my clit, running your tongue over me so you can see for yourself just how wet i am for you teasing me like that.’

Waiting for him you finally pulled off your underwear and picked up the vibrator, still turned off, rubbing it up and down sliding your slick around, jumping slightly as the cold metal came in direct contact with your clit.

‘You look so good beautiful. I’m in the car with a hard on thinking about doing that to you and thinking about what you’re doing to yourself. You playing with yourself baby? Gonna make yourself cum talking to me?’

The knowledge that he was turned on by this conversation just as much as you were only turned you on more. He was hard because of you, because of the photos that you sent him.

‘You turned on thinking about me? I’m lying in my bed running my vibrator over myself right now thinking about this. Please don’t stop, keep telling me what you would do to me.’

‘Sweetheart i’ve had a hard on since you sent me that first pic and this convo isn’t helping. I can’t wait until i get home and i can join you, i’m almost there think you can hold on for me?’

Whining at his response you dropped your vibrator and moved your free hand up to play with your boobs instead.

‘That makes me feel so fucking good you have no idea. I’ve stopped and i’m playing with my nipples now instead. You’re going down on me, sucking on my clit and squeezing my boob while i wrap my legs around your shoulders. What are you going to do next?’

‘Yes i am. My fingers are twisting your nipple just slightly and my other hands grabbing your ass. I’m circling your clit with my tongue and then i’ll finger you at the same time so i can really tell how wet you are.’

Dropping your phone on your chest moaning you squeezed your thighs together for any kind of friction. Just as you were picturing him sliding a finger alongside his tongue your phone buzzed again with a picture message. Sliding it open it was of him, jeans unzipped and pulled down, black boxers on show with an outline of a large, solid dick straining at the fabric, jaw dropping at the image as you studied it intently a message took center frame of your screen.

‘I’m home and i’m going to jerk off now thinking about you.’

Moaning at the message you started typing back only a second later, with your free hand you reached for your toy and began circling yourself once more.

‘I’m rubbing my vibrator over myself right now. I want you to imagine me sucking your dick. Licking at your head slowly circling it before i go down on you, fitting as much of you into my mouth as i can wrapping my hand around the rest that won’t fit because you’re too big.’

After hitting send you finally turned your vibrator on arching your back immediately at the sensations. Moving it around and flicking through the settings until you placed it just next to your clit in that perfect spot before turning it onto a strong constant vibration. Your head flooded with images and you settled on this perfect stranger sat in his own bed fisting his cock to the image of you going down on him, him moaning because of you. This turned on he got a boner in a car because of you. Coming because of you.

Fuck you were so close. With that last image of him coming undone purely from what you were saying to him your back arched and your body tensed, a silent scream rolling off your tongue as an orgasm exploded from you knocking you senseless. You stayed there motionless with the vibrations flooding through you, working yourself through such an intense orgasm until you became too sensitive.

Throwing your vibrator away from you you untangled yourself from under the sheets rising for air. Falling down into your pillow you threw the covers around until they were the right way around once again and you picked up your phone ready to message your perfect Mr Stranger as it buzzed in your hand with another image.

Smiling sleepily to yourself you opened it up and physically whined at the image you were confronted with. It was similar to your earlier picture with his jeans unzipped and pulled down but this time the head of his cock was peeking out through the top of his tight boxers, trapped in the waistband and further up his now naked torso was a chain of cum dancing on his stomach.

Fuck, that was hot.

He followed it up with a text message mirroring your exact thoughts. ‘Fuck that was hot. I didn’t even make it off the couch. How was that for you?’

‘That was amazing, I haven’t had an orgasm like that in forever. Thank you, i’m so sleepy now though haha I don’t know about you but i wouldn’t mind doing something like that again?’

Your eyes were already starting to falter as he responded to you, your body exhausted from the activity.

‘I’m glad i could help but this whole thing was all on you so i should really be the one to thank you. Me too, go to sleep babygirl i’ll text you in the morning. Thank you for tonight, you’re beautiful Mrs Stranger <3’

There was no way of getting rid of the grin that spread across your face at his words, his kind sweet loving words. Falling asleep with a smile on your face, your night was filled with sweet dreams of a faceless stranger.

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