Impractical Jokers: [Joker]xReader Collection

Sal x Reader - Like a Kitten

[SMUT WARNING!]

It's a simple enough admission as you grind your ass into his groin and listen as his ragged breaths in your ear hitch and weaken to the point of a pitiful groan. Sal has never been one to hold his own; not that that makes him less of a lover, just you find yourself able to take delicious control of him.

"I need to be inside of you," he growls, hands splayed along your breasts and stomach as he pushes you harder against his body. You giggle. Already scantily-clad in lacy underwear, you're unsure of how much closer you can get to him without sending him completely insane. His hard length riding between your cheeks before slipping to your front and grinding against the thin material that barely covers you.

"Mm, Sal, I don't know..." you deliberate, though not without a smirk as you feel him squeeze your breasts roughly in an attempt to sway you. Soaking wet at the premise of owning him, you pull away from him - listening to the whine of protest that leaves his mouth as you do - and then press your front against him in a way much too innocent for his liking as you kiss him sweetly on the lips. A light laugh is breathed against his mouth, your hand wrapping around his length and jerking. "Can you take it...?"

"Please," he murmurs hotly, grunting when you push him backwards onto the bed and straddle his hips. Rubbing your entrance against his throbbing member, you watch as his head falls back against the pillow and his mouth falls open as you shift your fancy panties aside and let your naked opening graze wetly against him. "Fuck, [Y/N]..."

And then a strangled cry leaves him as you lower yourself onto him, him fully sheathed inside you as you beam down at him with satisfaction, hands balancing you on his chest as you raise your hips... and then slam them down onto his solid shaft. Sal bucks into you, raises a hand to cover his mouth as you make quick work of him.

"No, no, baby..." you whisper tauntingly, dragging his hand away from his mouth. "I wanna hear every sexy sound you make. Make some noise for me, Sally."

The dreaded nickname never fails to make his brow furrow... but purred as it is, it isn't in annoyance but pure arousal as he lets himself go and moans liberally every time you assert your weight atop him. Soft breaths, seethed 'oh fuck''s as you bob your hips and grind on top of him, upper body flattening against his so that your breasts push against his chest and prompt him to lower his head so that he can brush his open mouth against your flesh.

Purposeful moans on your behalf have him shaking, before he murmurs: "[Y–Y/N], I'm gonna–"

"Yeah, I know, Sal," you whisper seductively, leaning forwards and taking his earlobe in between your teeth, tugging it sharply and making a high-pitched moan leave his lips as you kiss him hard. His hands find your ass, shifting material out of his way as you continue to encourage him. "I want you to cum inside me. Fill me up, make me yours from the inside out. I need it, Sal– I want it."

And how can he resist? With your dirty wishes laid out to him, he releases a breathless whimper of defeat as his entire body tenses and his orgasm jets into you at a breakneck pace. You're all sweat and smiles, watching his face as he cums hard inside of you before he runs himself dry and falls limp beneath you, panting for breath. You feel it appropriate to stroke his flushed cheek with a soft hand, watching as he cracks his eyes open and stares up at you in spent wonderment.

"Wow..."

You snicker, grin a Cheshire cat-like grin at him. "Mm. I'm something, huh?"