So I Went To My Therapist The Other Day, And Later In The Appointment I Mentioned That I Like To Write

I BURN FOR YOU | MASTERLIST

Pairing | Duke Simon Riley x reader

Summary | Your parents and Simon’s arrange for the two of you to be betrothed against your will. Simon is away when all of this happens and when he’s back it’s already his wedding day. Your families have agreed if, when the London Season finishes in three months, your feelings remain unchanged for one another, you may separate. Simon never planned on getting married to anyone, and he certainly never planned on falling in love either.

Tags | Regency era au, arranged marriage, Simon being a douchebag, Simon being his grumpy self, panic attack, Simon slowly becoming sweet, smut, virgin reader, butler Johnny, slow burn, fluffy, angst.

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Fin

Divider credits - @cafekitsune

Inspired by I Burn For You audio by GEDaudio and Bridgeton

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Finally a motivation video without fitness models, but with ordinary girls!

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MINORS; DO NOT ENTER PLEASE! 18+ content!

Warnings/ content:// p in v, daddy kink, age gap, pregnancy kink, heats, fingering, oral - female receiving, pet names, slight orgasm denial, queue pulling

Characters:// Jake x Na’vi reader

Word count - 1,785

Happy Father's Day, y'all! > I know it's late. I've had a lot of stuffers happening as of late. >.<'

You have always been daddy’s little princess. Covered in cum and and sweat, with slick wetness pooling down from between your thick thighs, you were the sight of pure pretty perfection in his eyes.

Even more so, when he imagined you swollen with his child, belly full and rounded. Fuck, he wanted to see you pregnant more than anything in this world.

Unfortunately, between your numerous duties as the teacher and mentor of future hunters and warriors and his duties as the olo’eyktan of the clan, neither of you have had the time to just sit and talk over the possibility of a future baby. And he wasn’t one to do as he pleased when it came to your body in the long run.

So you both waited, dancing around your heats, staying apart until the last of the effects had subsided and you were in the safe zone again.

He always made it up to you; fucking you dumb all night long for multiple nights straight afterwards, but it was getting to be almost not worth it.

Your heats were horrible, hazy but full of fucking yourself with your own fingers buried knuckle-deep inside of your pussy while thinking about your daddy and how much better he could fill you.

Choking on sobs, covered in sweat, you trembled on your mat, thighs spread apart while fingers bobbed in and out of your heat, squelches sounding as your fingers moved within your soaked cunt. And all you could do was yearn for daddy, wishing he’d come and help you.

Your ears perked to the sound of footsteps, your fingers halting in their thrusts, and you wait, body trembling on the mat, tail slowly slipping back and forth on your bedding.

“Kid? I know we agreed to wait till after yer heats and everythin’…. But I-“

He didn’t even get the chance to finish before you were pulling him into your alcove, pressing your lips tightly against his, hands sliding up to wrap around his shoulders while you began to grind your cunt against his clothed cock.

“Daddy,” you whine out, panting softly at the friction you’re giving yourself and, judging by the growing stiffness against your wet folds, Jake’s just barely keeping himself restrained.

“If you do this, we’ll have a baby coming. Are you sure you wanna do this?”

His voice is paper-thin, stiff and a little jostled.

“Wanna have your baby, daddy. Please?”

“You’d look pretty with daddy’s baby, yeah? My pretty little princess, full with my baby.”

His voice was soft, gentle purr, his fingers sliding down to cup your ass, digging in to the soft flesh of your cheeks to leave little crescent shape moons in your skin.

You can’t speak, too focused on the firey-hot heat burning in your core as his breath ghosted your neck, sending shivers down your spine. His fingers grip your chin, forcing you to look at him.

“Answer me,” he growled out softly and you nod.

“Y-yes, daddy.”

He didn't waste anymore time, pressing you flat against the mat beneath you, his body wedged in between your thighs, palms planted on either side of your head. His lips met yours, crashing into a heated kiss full of desire and love, sending sparks of heat spiraling down your body, adding to the mounting heat in your body.

At some point between laying you down and climbing on top, he’d discarded his loincloth, his cock resting against your bare belly as he kissed you, and you slid your hand down, wrapping your fingers around his thick girth, bobbing your hand up and down, pulling soft moans from his mouth.

“Fuck, baby girl. H-hold on,” he panted, reaching down and removing your hand, causing you to whine out in frustration.

“Watch it,” he warned, throwing you a sharp look. “Don’t be a brat.”

He knew you couldn’t help it, knew that you were just so eager to have him in you, judgement clouded by your heat and sexual desires, but you were still expected to behave. And you’d have to if you were going to get what you wanted.

Jake sat back, taking in your flushed appearance, skin prickling with sweat, eyes lidded with desire and mouth open as you panted softly. Your legs were spread wide, folds glistening with slick, and your thighs were already sticky with your own fluids.

“Jesus, princess. Lookin’ so good, aren’t you? Daddy’s gonna fuck you so good, isn’t he?” he murmured and you nod eagerly, like a bobble-head toy, bouncing around excitedly.

“Good girl.”

He dropped down between your thighs, tongue flicking out to lick up the sweet juices soaking your heat, and you jump, moaning softly at the sudden jolt of pleasure spiking through you.

“D-daddy,” you groan out, whining and gasping as his tongue slips in between your folds, lapping at your pussy, savoring the flavor of yours, his fingers coming down to rub shapes into your clit. All you could do was hold on for the ride, wriggling and moaning, gasping out cuss words and pleas for “more”.

As you felt your orgasm approaching, he pulled his face back, lips covered in your slick, and switched places with his fingers, latching onto your clit, tongue swirling around the nub as his fingers thrusted into you, providing a better stretch than what your own could do. He could feel your walls twitching around his fingers, a sign of your approaching orgasm, and that seemed to fuel his efforts further, thrusting and sucking mixing into a delicious mixture that sent you quickly over the edge of your climax, crying out as your back arched.

His fingers continued to thrust into you as you rode out the waves of intense ecstasy, leaving you a panting mess on the floor, but it was pretty clear by the way he moved around, pale blue mushroom-shaped head of his dick slipping in between your soaked folds, that he wasn’t done with you yet.

“Ready, baby girl?” he murmured softly, gaze flicking up to meet yours, and you nod, swallowing back the lump that had woven its way into the middle of your throat. With a hand on his dick to guide himself, he slid into your “properly prepared” warmth, sinking in until his waist met the backs of your thighs, buried deep inside of you.

He groaned softly as your walls squeezed around him, taking him in eagerly. The feeling of his thick girth, stretching you to delicious lengths, feeling him move inside of you, before dragging it out slowly, you can’t help but whine at the loss as he slid out, your legs wrapping around his hips to pull him back in.

He swatted your thigh sharply, startling you out of your pleasure-filled haze, his golden orbs meeting yours with a warning. In response, you pucker your lip, tears stinging in the corner of your eyes.

“Fine. You wanna be a brat? Then be a brat,” he grunted as he pulled out, flipping you over onto your stomach, face pressed into the woven mat beneath you. He plunged back into you without a warning, sending sparks of electricity through your body, your toes curling as he settled into a fast, sharp pace, pounding you into the ground. You could barely think, could barely make a sound, gasping and crying out as his tip slammed against your g-spot repeatedly, no mercy for your body within sight. Not that you wanted any mercy.

You could already feel the orgasm building up inside of you again, like a coil in your belly, tightening and tensing up, preparing to snap, but then Jake stopped, buried deep inside of your weeping cunt, his hand grabbing your queue and pulling it to force your head up, neck arching uncomfortably.

“No. Wait until after I’ve cummed. You’ve been a naughty girl,” he hissed softly into your ear as he pulled himself closer to your face, forcing himself deeper inside of you. You whine out, frustration building up inside of you. You open your mouth to protest but the words were immediately stolen away as he went back to pounding you into the ground, hand still wrapped tightly around your queue, holding your head back.

His fingers squeezed your ass, digging his nails into the plump skin, before wrapping around the base of your tail, pulling on it as he moved.

You listen, feeling the breath punched out of you with each thrust, as he grunted softly, the snap of his hips against your ass so hard and loud that you’re sure you won’t be able to sit for the next couple days.

You could feel him dragging inside of you, the coil in your heat burning so hot, tightening up so hard that you’re sure you’ll break if you keep denying your own orgasm.

“P-please, d-daddy,” you sob out, pain and pleasure mixing into your body as you struggled against your own desires.

“Please, what?” he grunted, too focused on the way you wrapped around his cock, taking him in so deliciously.

“N-n-need to cum, daddy. Please?”

“No.”

You could feel yourself fall apart at that word, wiggling and struggling underneath him as you do your best to be a good girl for him. He wanted you to be a mess. He wanted you to turn into a moaning, groaning pile beneath his body. And he was getting what he wanted. His hand moved from your ass, sliding down along your hip to dip in, fingers once again falling to your clit. Another jolt of pleasure and he couldn’t stop the moan as you tightened even more around him.

“Fuck, baby girl. I am never missing one of your heats again.”

His rhythm is becoming jostled, erratic, and you know from experience that it was only a matter of time before he hit his own orgasm. So you do your best to help, leaning your hips back to meet his thrusts, cheek pressed to the mat after he’d released his hold on the long braid of your hair.

Jake lets out a soft groan before slamming into you again, both of you cumming at the same time. He moves slowly, riding out his orgasm as your walls squeeze around him, milking him for his cum.

“Jesus. That was… I don’t think we’ve ever had sex this good before,” he grunted softly, pulling out and guiding you down on the mat, curling around you gently, cradling you close.

“You know daddy loves you, right?”

His voice is soft now, just as gentle as the fingers that brush your braided hair out of your face so that he can see you better. You nod, smiling softly at him.

“Yeah. Daddy’s little princess.”

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