not an avenger; Chuck/Jenny; Gossip Girl (NC-17)
Title: not an avenger
Fandom: Gossip Girl
Rating: NC-17
P/C: Chuck/Jenny
Summary: He’s too shocked to try and talk her out of it.
Notes: may be slightly squicky, this is sexy fic.
She’s been into the whiskey. He has no idea why she thinks this would be a good place to be. He can smell the alcohol on her breath and feel where her knees create indents on either side of him in his mattress. She’s straddling him. She mutters something like “Let’s see how you like it,” and she’s clawing off his shirt and his belt.
He’s too shocked to try and talk her out of it. Jenny Humphrey, of all people, does not want to lose her virginity to Chuck Bass. But now she’s already wrapped her lipsticked mouth around his cock and his entire train of though has left the station. “Oh Christ!” he manages to whisper. He knows that if he makes any noise, someone could come in here, someone like Serena, who would immediately blame him for this.
Jenny rakes her teeth along the shaft of his dick and he almost screams. It’s fucking painful but it’s fucking amazing. He’s hard now and Jenny starts biting and sucking her way up his torso. She bites him on his hip, and there will be a circular, dark bruise there for weeks, which fades into a yellowed ghost. She pauses at his nipples, biting them hard and sucking them eliciting moans from him.
She reaches between her legs and pushes her underwear aside and slides herself down, pushing him into her. It’s slow and she is eye-wateringly tight. He sees her bite her lips and remembers something like this, once upon a time. He tries to help her ease into it, cupping her small breasts, putting his hand at the small of her back, but she wriggles free, not wanting any sort of affection out of this. She slides him into her faster now, closing her mouth over a small shriek of pain. She rolls her hips against him roughly. She hates him still. He sees her grab the scarf at the last minute.
It’s one of his older ones, an argyle in yellow and purple. She ties it tightly around his wrists and continues fucking him as hard as she can. He wants to touch her now, wants to see what she’d do, this…creature almost. He can’t believe he’s ever met her before now and wants to explore, divine this new girl. But his hands are tied tightly and there’s nothing he can do but let her drunkenly thrust over and over, harder and faster until he’s so close to coming he’s starting to groan, despite the fear of being discovered like this with Jenny. He’s so close, so agonizingly close that he starts to scream her name. “Je-”
And she’s gone, out the door, nothing left behind, no purse, no shoes, nothing. Leaving him there, cock swollen, balls tight, hands tied together with an argyle scarf. In the morning, when he finally gets free, he’ll find a note:
“Now we’re even. -J”
Fandom: Gossip Girl
Rating: NC-17
P/C: Chuck/Jenny
Summary: He’s too shocked to try and talk her out of it.
Notes: may be slightly squicky, this is sexy fic.
She’s been into the whiskey. He has no idea why she thinks this would be a good place to be. He can smell the alcohol on her breath and feel where her knees create indents on either side of him in his mattress. She’s straddling him. She mutters something like “Let’s see how you like it,” and she’s clawing off his shirt and his belt.
He’s too shocked to try and talk her out of it. Jenny Humphrey, of all people, does not want to lose her virginity to Chuck Bass. But now she’s already wrapped her lipsticked mouth around his cock and his entire train of though has left the station. “Oh Christ!” he manages to whisper. He knows that if he makes any noise, someone could come in here, someone like Serena, who would immediately blame him for this.
Jenny rakes her teeth along the shaft of his dick and he almost screams. It’s fucking painful but it’s fucking amazing. He’s hard now and Jenny starts biting and sucking her way up his torso. She bites him on his hip, and there will be a circular, dark bruise there for weeks, which fades into a yellowed ghost. She pauses at his nipples, biting them hard and sucking them eliciting moans from him.
She reaches between her legs and pushes her underwear aside and slides herself down, pushing him into her. It’s slow and she is eye-wateringly tight. He sees her bite her lips and remembers something like this, once upon a time. He tries to help her ease into it, cupping her small breasts, putting his hand at the small of her back, but she wriggles free, not wanting any sort of affection out of this. She slides him into her faster now, closing her mouth over a small shriek of pain. She rolls her hips against him roughly. She hates him still. He sees her grab the scarf at the last minute.
It’s one of his older ones, an argyle in yellow and purple. She ties it tightly around his wrists and continues fucking him as hard as she can. He wants to touch her now, wants to see what she’d do, this…creature almost. He can’t believe he’s ever met her before now and wants to explore, divine this new girl. But his hands are tied tightly and there’s nothing he can do but let her drunkenly thrust over and over, harder and faster until he’s so close to coming he’s starting to groan, despite the fear of being discovered like this with Jenny. He’s so close, so agonizingly close that he starts to scream her name. “Je-”
And she’s gone, out the door, nothing left behind, no purse, no shoes, nothing. Leaving him there, cock swollen, balls tight, hands tied together with an argyle scarf. In the morning, when he finally gets free, he’ll find a note:
“Now we’re even. -J”