Warnings: jealousy (J), somnophilia (S receiving), sleeping S, nonconsensual (?) blowjob (S receiving)
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(A/N: Well, I've never rewritten smut with a first person POV iirc. So if this isn't awesome, I apologize. I tried though. Also, uh, this chapter may be kinda... questionable? Like, I don't think touching someone who you're not in a romantic relationship sexually is by any means right. Even if both parties like each other, it's still not right. But, c'mon, would a jealous Jinx really care? Like, she commits arson as a hobby and who the hell knows how many people die weekly because of her bombs?! I get that murder and r*pe are two different kinds of messed up, but killing someone is a lot worse than r*pe, and I stand by that. Yes, killing and ending someone's life is a lot worse than just assaulting and traumatizing them. You're weird if you think r*pe is worse.
So in my opinion, this is by no means anywhere near the worst things she has done. And well, it's just fiction in our Multiverse anyway, so let's not bother with what could have happened in another Multiverse.)
'Fuck, I can't sleep!' I screamed in my head, my eyes shooting open. I made sure not to make any noise other than an annoyed groan though, since I didn't want to wake Thilia up. Yes, we slept together, but nothing romantic or sexual. (Even though I wish that was the case every day!)
He and Silco had proposed for us to sleep separately in the past, but both quickly put away that idea when I nearly broke down crying. God, the sheer fear I felt when I thought I had done something for him to hate me. It still makes me shiver. But that's all in the past, and I thank whatever god or such there is that Thilia didn't hate me.
And hey, I still sleep with him, so it's alright! Which is something that always makes me happy. But well, even though I'm still happy as ever for that to be the case, at the moment, I'm really not that happy. Why? Because of that bitch from a few hours ago! Who the fuck was that?!
Why was she flirting with Thilia like that?! I mean I get why, but why?! And why was Thilia not doing anything about it?! Most of the time, he'd just ignore any flirty comments or something, but he was laughing and shaking his head tonight!
Pouting aggressively, I gently turned to my sleeping beauty. Fuck, why does he have to look so good even when he's sleeping? Can't even let me be mad for a second? Hmph... Quietly, I put my hand on his cheek, listening to his calm breathing, and relishing in his appearance. I know that you're handsome, but you're supposed to be my handsome trinket. Only mine...
Do you have any idea how annoying it is to see other women flirt with you? Especially when I can't just kill them? ESPECIALLY when you're the one not letting me? It's about as annoying as what's been poking at my leg for a bit now! Wait... what's been poking at my leg?
Our shared blanket a bit, I looked down at what had been touching my leg. And boy oh boy, did it surprise me. OMG. My eyes immediately went wide, and my mouth opened to the point where I felt like my jaw was gonna unhinge.
He was hard. It was his dick. His dick was poking me! His hard dick was literally just poking my leg! I quickly covered my mouth, because I felt like I was gonna scream at the discovery. Oh, no no no, not an angry scream or anything of sorts. But a squeak of... I don't know, anything positive!
Looking up to see if he was sleeping or not, (which was stupid, considering he sleeps like the dead and won't wake up unless I'm having a panic attack) I gulped, audibly, as I let my shaky hand go down. I knew he wouldn't wake up, but I was still nervous as hell.
When my hand was mere centimeters away, I hesitated. What would happen if he woke up? Would he be angry? Would he... hate me? Just the thought of it was enough to make me shiver, and nearly send me into a panic attack. But when I looked at his calm face, the panicking thoughts and emotions died down considerably. Just enough for me to make up my mind in a moment of bravery, and finally make a move!
Nothing will happen if I don't do something! What will I do if someone else gets him first?! No. No no no no no! I'm not letting that happen! I-I have to do something... Anything to show him my love!
With determination that would only show up if Thilia was involved, I finally made up my mind. But I still couldn't stop my hand and fingers from trembling as they got closer, closer, and closer to his hard dick. And when I grabbed it, a shiver ran down the entirety of my body. It felt like I was electrified for a second there.
Gulping, I made sure he was asleep one last time, before I sneakily went down on him. Heh, see what I did there? I had to come face to face with the grand reveal! But that was something I regretted. Why? Because when I pulled down Thilia's pants, the motherfucking dick slapped me! The bastard sprung out and just smacked me in the face! You motherfucking dick! You think you're shit just because your Thilia's- oh... well hello there...
When I saw it, I was left speechless. And drooling. I knew it was big... but, my dear Thilia, d-does it need to be this big? I've seen dicks. The ones of those weirdos that don't care about clothes. Although it was a cursed sight. B-but this is just... is this a different breed of dicks? Does it belong to another race of cocks?
I was so flabbergasted, I didn't notice my drool for a second. This thing has to have magic... it's doing things to me... or well, I guess it's going to do things to me.
Gulping, a small, nervous but excited grin appeared on my face. I couldn't help it! It was Thilia's dick! Thilia's! And not just that, the fucking huge size of it was funny somehow! Despite it probably being able to rip me in half, I think...
Raising my shaky arm, I gently put it beside the giant thing, trying to compare them. And boy oh boy, if I didn't already know that I have a few screws loose, this would definitely be enough to convince me. I was a bit nervous, but I couldn't help but grin like an idiot when I saw it being about the same size as my forearm! And oh, not just the girth, but the actual fucking length! Holy fuck, he will destroy me if he puts this in...
I couldn't care less though. It's huge, and it might rip me a bit, but who cares?! I don't! It's Thilia's! Getting a few rips is more than okay if I can have Thilia's giant dick inside of me! Man, this is when I can appreciate being crazy. I wasn't going to just put it in myself though.
One, I kinda wouldn't be able to. Look at the fuckin size of this thing! How does Thilia walk right?! There's no way in hell I'd be able to put it in by myself. Two, I'd honestly love it more if he put it in himself for our first time. I'd rather see that feral smirk as he fucks the left over sanity out of me. And three... I-I wouldn't have sex with him while he's asleep. Yes, that's dumb in this situation. I mean, I have his thing in my hand and all. And I'm comparing it to my arm. But still! Just checking him out and fucking him are two extremely different things! I wouldn't go that far!
... Or would I...?
Gulp, fuck it. L-let's see what happens. I already took it out and have it in my hand, so might as well jerk him off or something! Taking a deep breath, which was a mistake, since it nearly made me moan when the deep and heavy smell of his dick went in, I started to slowly and shakily jerk him off.
Up and down. Up, and down. My hand continued going at it, and as good as the sight of his cock in my hand was, I still wanted to do more. I wanted to hear more of his small groans. The ones that sent shivers down my spine. Just listening to them had already made me wet. God, I can feel the wetness in my panties.
Getting closer, I kissed his cock, and boy was that enough to just make me cum right there and then. The sensation of his hard yet strangely soft member against my lips was mind-blowing! And the soft groan that left him? Fuck, I wouldn't be surprised if I came suddenly.
my hand didn't stop. It kept jerking him as I kissed his length gently, lovingly. I should definitely remember to put some lipstick on. Ohhh, just thinking about how beautiful his meat will look like covered in my lipstick is making me even wetter. His most vulnerable and private place covered by my marks. Like I own it. Fuck, I'm so turned on.
(A/N: Fucking major kink of mine.)
I couldn't stop myself anymore. The heat of his cock, his soft groans, and the hotness of the overall situation was way too much. I just had to let out some steam. My free hand, the one on his hard thigh, started going lower and lower. I couldn't help but feel up his muscular leg as I brought my hand down to my own crotch.
As it passed through the waistband of my pants and panties, I gently moaned against his cock, my lips still kissing it. I was wetter than ever. My panties were completely ruined, and my juices were just oozing out of my wet pussy.
Rubbing my fingers over my slit, gently nudging my clit from time to time, my kisses and licks went higher and higher. And when I was at the tip, I gulped as I looked at the menacing thing. Honestly, I should just call it bitchbreaker at this point. Cause I bet not even those whores would be able to take it without getting the fucking life stretched out of them!
Putting my lips against the tip, the most sensual groan of the night left him. And when his precum hit my tongue, along with two of my fingers slipping in, it was over for me. The entire situation was already too stimulating, and combined with my hand in my pants, his groans, and the strangely sweet taste of his precum hit my tongue, I was sold!
My eyes rolled back and my back arched as I sucked on his tip when my orgasm hit me. My toes curled on the bed so hard I thought it would rip. The groan that left him when the vibration of my muffled moan hit his tip was fucking sinful. It didn't do anything but make me even hornier and prolong my orgasm.
When I rode off the aftermath of my climax after fingering myself, I pulled my lips away from a moment to get myself together. Fuckin hell, that was the weirdest, but best orgasm of my life... Just the leftover aftertaste of his precum was making me shiver.
Panting, my hungry gaze landed on his dick again. As hard as before without going even a bit softer. Licking my lips in hunger, I quickly went back right into it. I have to make him cum, and I have to memorize the taste! I'm not getting off of this delicious dick before that!
As I finally put his dick in my mouth, I moaned at the sheer taste of it. I had to be careful though. I didn't want to hurt it with my teeth, and I sure had to be careful with my jaw! Pulling away for a second, I gently spit on it before diving right back in! My hands started jerking him again, and my lips began to go lower and lower. All while my tongue danced around his cock. But well... I uhh... I didn't manage to go far...
His dick is way too damn huge! How am I going to put this thing in?! I barely went a few inches in before I felt like gagging. This is even more frustrating than that bitch! I have the entire treat in front of me, but I can't eat it all... fuck no, I am NOT giving up here. If I can't make him cum with a blowjob, then I will do it with both a blowjob and a handjob at the same time.
Nonetheless, it was hard. Hard as fuck, and almost as hard as his dick. But in the end, I managed to make him cum! (Not before cumming a few times while blowing him because of how fucking long it took though.) And I didn't let his strangely delicious cum go anywhere but right down my throat! Not when it actually sent me through another orgasm. But still, I wasn't able to swallow it all because of the sheer fucking amount. So the next option was my mouth, and the next was my face.
And my handsome bastard had enough to choose all three options. After painting my face and insides with his cum, I had to take a while to get some air, before cleaning any cum that had fallen on him, and then quietly going to clean up. And just like I had expected, he was still sleeping like a log. One that I fucking love.
(A/N: This isn't the finishing part. The actual smut will be either in the next chapter, or in part 4. And I promise I'll try to make that one better since I specialize in third person POV writing.)