window; jschlatt

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smut chapter!! next chapter has the same ending but no smut!! so if ur uncomfy feel free to skip!!

when i finally wake up, i'm alone in bed with a pounding headache. did you know what gets rid of headaches? 𝗼𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐬𝗺𝐬. so i'll go get my morning joe, brush my teeth, and then see if any man decided to come home with me. when i head out of the bathroom to grab my coffee, it's a pleasant suprise to see the bartender, b-something?, sitting on the couch watching something on tv.

"hey," i groggily greet him. he must have already made some coffee because the machine is full of the burning hot liquid. i grab the pot and a random mug from my cabinet.

"hey, you feeling better?" b man turns around and smiles at me. holy shit he was hot.

"pretty good, have a headache, though," i smirk mischievously, "hey you want to know what cures headaches,"

"huh? ohh is this-" he's cut off by me straddling his waist. i look down at his hand and lead him into my room.

"orgasms," i whisper in his ear.

i crawl over to him and bring my hands down to his pants, slowly bringing them down, while kissing him.

"ladies first," he whispers as he flips us a round. i giggle as he runs his hands down my waist into my pants, pulling them down, revealing my million dolla puthayyy.

he starts, very poorly, slurping on my vag. i should've just used my vibrator honestly. before he can stick his nasty hands in there i fake an orgasm. had to too many times.

"oh fuck, yeah!" i 'moan' out loudly, overacting.

i flip back around and grab his pants with my hand, pulling them slowly. when they're finally down i look at his joystick, grabbing it with my hands. he lets out a small moan.

i start to play mariokart with my mouth, feeling him moan from above me. i feel him wrap and tangle his fingers in my hair before lightly pushing me. i breathe through my noise as i feel his soggy ice-cream machine twitch. i don't even notice the front door being unlocked. he was probably on such a high he didn't know either.

"oh fuck," i hear him yell from above me as i felt his male cow udder let out some milk, his hand keeps my head in, but it was okay, i rarely spit. i hear someone walk in, but i was busy swallowing all those children to check who it was.

"hey clem- ohmygod, holy shit!" i hear schlatt from the doorway. fuck, my, life. schlatt rushes up to use and pulls me off of brian. i cough a little white chocolate up and wipe my mouth.
"dude!! don't push a ladies head down like that,"

i roll my neck and realize how hard he was actually pushing me down.

schlatt grabbed me and wiped my no oxygen tears from my face before kicking brian out. he was hot, though, so that sucks. and i didn't even get to have an orgasm. sure someone rooting around down there with their tongue felt okay, but he missed my target by a mile.

schlatt kicks him out, pissed off, and then holds me and makes sure i'm okay.

"schlatt listen, i'm fine, he might of not been able to eat me out right, but i'm fine," i lean into schlatt and he pulls me close into him. i huh him back, and have him lay down on the bed with me.

"are we about to fuck?" he asks. i lightly punch him and sit with him in bed, my head on his chest, his arm over me. and i was warm. i hear him mumble something lightly. i couldn't make it out.

" i love you "

" huh ? "

" you're fucking dumb "

" oh "

way outta my comfort zone i'm sorry it's so fucking bad