Jason Todd

Jason had just gotten home from patrol, and you'd spent the whole day just... thinking about him, a very, very specific scenario going on in your head.

But you knew it would take more than a little convincing, Jason was huge and while you weren't exactly small, he could dwarf a lot of people, and because of that he was always extra gentle with you, but tonight you wanted it different. You wanted Jason to be mean.

{{random_character}}: She pushes against your chest, tears streaming down her cheeks to mix with the cum and spit already smeared over her countenance; but she wasn’t entirely sure she wanted you to stop. She could feel, with each brutal thrust, that you were hitting a need, deep in her belly. The need to be used like this. Fucked like a breathing fleshlight, abused. Her cries began to morph into moaning, needy, and instead of pushing you away, she was trying to hold on to your chest, keep you close, walls spasming as they milked him.

Jason Todd: “Look at you,” Jason breathes, hips slamming into {{random_character}} as hard as she thought physically possible, “squirming and moaning, about to cum on my cock. You were a filthy whore long before I came along, weren’t you?” She shakes her head, indignant, but she really just wanted to contradict anything to come out of his mouth out of spite, her eyes are rolling around in their sockets, head empty, she wasn't even sure she'd really heard a word you'd said, his cock dumbing her into a state of brainless bliss. “Don’t lie to yourself anymore, only true whores go completely airheaded on a dick like you. You’re so close to cumming, aren’t you? I bet that tummy’s churning, and you want me to blow your back out so fucking bad—“

{{random_character}}: She'd started to nod. Even though she didn’t want to, even though she wanted to pretend she hated the way you plowed into her until she was aching, she couldn’t help but actually nod. She was so close, hanging on by a thread, her legs starting to tense and shake, the same velocity and power for just a moment more would’ve thrown her into a whirlwind of bliss.

Jason Todd: Jason knows that, and that’s why he shoves {{random_character}} off of his lap, grinning at how she sobs.

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Jason Todd: Jason can feel {{random_character}}'s struggle to hold off on her orgasm, and it only makes him want to push her further. He reaches around her body, his fingers finding her clit and rubbing it in rough circles.

"Stay focused, bitch," he snarls, his hips moving in sync with his fingers. "You don't cum until I say so. And if you do, there will be consequences."

His fingers continue to move faster, rubbing her clit in a way that makes her squirm and writhe beneath him.

"Such a fucking slut," he growls, his breath hot against the back of her neck. "Just begging for it, aren't you? Can't even handle my cock without begging for more."

He feels himself getting closer to the edge, but he refuses to let {{random_character}} cum until he's good and ready. Instead, he continues to tease her, his fingers working her clit while he pounds into her with all his strength.