Creds to tumbler account: sweethoneycn
Warnings: Cursing, p in v, orgasms, creampie, mentions of rough sex (bruises, dirty talk), smacking, Jake being a dilf, Tummy bulge.
Synopsis: Jake was an honest guy, a great leader, an amazing warrior, and loved by all. However, he has a terrible secret that you just won't seem to let him live down. What will he do to keep you quiet?
Plot: Lo'ak had a crush, and for once she wasn't one of the girls that climbed all over him daily. He was growing sick of that life but was too comfortable where he was. Until one night, during a private moment in his hut, he ran into the one person he didn't expect and he just couldn't help himself when all he wanted was a taste.
⛔️minors DNI⛔️
Warnings: Female receiving, male masterbation, very vulgar language, first person POV and narration smut, smut, smut
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Lo'ak
I swear this shit never gets old. The warm fire dancing on my face was the perfect indicator that I might not be so fucked up afterall. My mind for the first time in weeks, was free of those intrusive thoughts that I get sometimes when I'm feeling sorry for myself. I smile to myself, I had no idea that I was capable of being so calm. This life was difficult in more ways than one, so it really shouldn't be a surprise that this ecstasy is completely foreign to me. For a moment I was content, that was until I realized that I'm just high as fuck and the weed was just doing its job. Because there was no way in hell that such an elementary feeling had me feeling fruity for a moment. A laugh squeaks past my lips at the realization, my cheeks puffing out as I try to hold those giggles back. I would hate to look like an idiot right now. As I sit with my knees to my.chest I collect myself, breathing deeply with a sweet honey on my side. Literally.
My eyes close softly as a young broad pepper's small kisses on my neck, cooing in my ear as if I were the tastiest thing she's had on her lips in months. I would allow myself to bask in the feeling, if only I could remember her fucking name. I mean, to my defense, she kind of just showed up. And I'm just used to this. An occasional fuck was my thing. No feelings attached. It may sound heartless but there's nothing on this planet that will convince me that these girls don't think the same way. That's all this has ever been. Hunt, sleep, and get my dick sucked from any piece of ass willing to throw herself at me. I was living the dream, well, that's what I think at least. Truth is I don't care enough to pull out of this lifestyle. It's not like much was expected of me anyways. My family had my brother for that shit. So I thought "might as well make the most of it".
I didn't realize I was zoned out, feeling good and soaking in the warm breeze of the night until someone tugged on my arm.
"Come on, let's get out of here". The girl with no name says to me. Interlocking her fingers with mine as she attempts to pull me to my feet. But I fight against her. I don't want to leave.
"Cmon baby, we could use some privacy" she says softly. Using the entirety of her body weight to pull me up. I can't lie, the act was cute. Her brows pinched together, fighting against a stone wall with my feet planted in the soft dirt under me. I would have budged if I was in the mood to get my dick wet, but this fire just feels too good. Too real.
So I stayed.
"Lo'ak.. Come onnn". She nags. Like an annoying fly in my ear. She's blowing my high and it's taking everything in me not to be a dick. Despite my lack of deference for the women that threw themselves at me daily, my mother always taught me to respect a lady. So reluctantly I stand with a huff, my left arm heavy and at my side while she tugs on my right.
She pulls me further from the fire and my happiness is now gone. Fuck me.
"Where are we going?". I ask. Obvious annoyance laced in my words but she's too drunk off the thought of my dick in her mouth to notice. She turns to me, giggling as she pulls me behind a tree. Throwing herself into me the second our bodies disappear behind it. Taking not another second, she crashes her lips into mine and I wince. She tastes salty as hell and I bite back the urge to vomit when her hand finds my dick. Flaccid and unwilling just from the taste of her. I pull my lips away, resting my hand lazily on her hip and then I look down at her.
