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If you were to tell Jimmy a week ago that he'd be sitting here, cowering under someone from an alternate dimension within his own empire, he'd would've laughed.
Maybe he would've called you insane, teasing you about your imagination because in what timeline would that ever happen?
Yet, here he was, not able to tell if he was sweating from the blaring sun, or the insanely seductive Avian pinning him against a wall in the open public. It was embarrassing, really. Anyone could see them at any point. They'd see how easily he fell apart in the smaller's hands, how easy it was to get him to submit under someone he clearly had the height and strength advantage of. It was pathetic, but that's what made it thrilling.
Grian's hands were busy on his body, forcing out small whimpers and pants through clenched teeth and bitten lips. He was hyper-aware of how soft fingers cascaded down his figure, Starting at his hair, moving through the slicked back curls to make their way down to his neck, then to his chest and to his hips. He felt the sensation through the thick fabric covering him, the feeling burning into his skin and mind permanently.
"Enjoying this?" Grian questioned, but Jimmy was well aware he knew the answer already. Even if he were to answer with 'no', his desperate pants would quickly prove that statement false.
"God, yes,"
"Mm.. right." Grian pushed, one of his hands trailing down to where his hard-on pressed against his jeans, the fabric straining and stretching over the bulge. He used a finger to gently follow the imprint, his eyes focused on how Jimmy's eyebrows screwed together, his eyes snapping shut at the small friction against his dick. "Such a shame, really." He moved his hand to wrap around the clothed bulge, tightening his grasp which managed to drag a broken moan out from Jimmy's lips.
And then the hand was slipping beneath fabric, the skin on skin contact making his hips jump up into the touch. Jimmy's body shook as Grian forced his hips back down against the wall with his other hand. "Such a nice dick, maybe I'd let you fuck me if you knew how to behave." Grian hissed, wrapping his fingers around him, hand not moving. "Dumb puppy doesn't know how to do anything."
Jimmy's head was spinning, absolutely lost in the other as he began to slip into subspace, his head becoming foggy the more he was touched.
"You know, it's funny how," Grian's hand began moving, "-How you think you're in control all the time. You think you have some sort of power over anyone who steps into Tumble Town." He leaned in, nipping at the skin on Jimmy's neck as his hand picked up the pace, feeling Jimmy's pulse become faster with it. "If only you could see yourself right now. Can't even think correctly, all dumbed down and drooly for me."
Jimmy let out a dissapproving moan, shaking his head at the statement. "No- no, mm. You're wrong."
"Wrong? I'm wrong?" He paused his hand movements, eyes sharp as he glared up at Jimmy. "Here's what's going to happen: you're going to get down on your pretty knees and get me off. I don't want to hear any complaints." Grian removed his hand from Jimmy's pants, shoving him onto the ground by his shoulders. Jimmy would be lying if he said the force of the fall didn't make him even more excited, his cheeks flushed a bright red as he came face to face with Grian's hips.
"Yes sir," Jimmy gasped out, fingers lacing around Grian's belt hoops and pulling the fabric down carefully, not wanting to fight Grian's commands. He was met with the pretty sight of red panties, the lace at the bottom soaked. The blonde looked up at the other, eyes filled with lust yet questionable. Though, his eyes quickly went back to the sight in front of him once he received the nod from Grian. His hands were gentle as he reached up, letting his hands glide against the nice lace fabric of the panties before pulling them down to pool on the floor with the pants.
All the air left Jimmy's lungs at the pretty sight before him, one of his hands left Grian's hips to slip two fingers in between his folds, slick immediately coating the digits. He took his time spreading the other out and gently pressing down on his clit, which never failed to pull a quiet noise from Grian. "Spread your legs?"
Grian wasted no time in stepping out of the fabric around his ankles, standing with his legs parted slightly, providing more access to the man below him. The breeze was cool around the revealed skin, cold chills appearing on the soft plush of his thighs.
The next thing he knew there was a warmth between his legs, adding to the heat already dripping out of him. A shaky breath sounded from above Jimmy when he kissed and sucked on the skin just surrounding his entrance, purple hues littering his skin. Grian pushed his hips forward in an attempt to get Jimmys mouth where it actually matters, desperate to feel his mouth on him. However, it seemed as if Jimmy was purposefully avoiding the area, continuing to tease the avian by planting little kisses above his clit.
"Brat," Grian hissed, tangling his fingers in Jimmy's hair, the grip making his head stay in place. "Keep your mouth open. I thought you could behave, but clearly you can't."
Jimmy kept his head perfectly still, mouth open and tongue lolled out patiently for Grian. A noise between a groan and a whimper came from Jimmy's throat. He didn't regret teasing Grian, not at all. In fact, he would've kept going for as long as he could if not for Grian stopping him. He kind of thought he deserved it for dumbing him down in his own empire, think of it as a form of revenge.
But now he couldn't wait to taste Grian on his tongue. It'd be embarrassing if anyone else knew how much a little bit of manhandling could make him so desperate. And he knew this would most definitely be held against him in the future, Grian gets what he wants. Even if it comes to a little smidge of blackmailing every now and again.
"Now that you're not getting what you want, you're going to behave?" Grian questioned, his grip on Jimmy's hair tightening, pulling on the strands just enough to make Jimmy wince. He used his grasp on Jimmy's hair to pull him a bit closer to his groin, feeling hot air press against his skin.
"I could leave you here, just like this." He hummed, "A wreck on the floor, so worked up just to get a taste." Grian moved one of his feet forward, pressing down on Jimmy's hard-on through his now messy jeans, dragging a strangled moan from him. "But, I won't. Go ahead."
Jimmy swore he could've gotten whiplash with how fast he moved forward to lap at Grian's cunt, his nose buried in soft hair as the flat of his tongue moved from his hole back up to his clit, making sure to apply slight pressure to the nub when he reached it.
Grian's thighs were shaky, his hips thrusting into Jimmy's mouth. Maybe standing while getting eaten out wasn't Grian's best idea because he genuinely felt as if his knees would give out from beneath him at any moment from the warm sensation.
Luckily for him, Jimmy seemed to have the right idea as he nudged Grians legs slightly more open so he could hook his arms between his legs and around the back of his thighs, nails pressing into the delicate skin as he continued to lick at the sensitive area.
"Oh God," Grian whimpered. "Fuck,"
His words were breathless, small moans intertwined between them. He'd gotten into a nice pace with the movement of his hips grinding down ever so slightly to meet Jimmy's tongue, head spinning at the pleasure racing through his veins every time he ground down into the other.
Jimmy seemed to be enjoying it too, his tongue only moving more precisely as he experimentally guided it down towards the avians entrance, working the muscle into the hole without warning.
Grian could've swore he just saw stars.
A sob racked through Grians body, his eyes snapping shut. He no longer cared about keeping his volume down, Jimmy was way too good at his job. The idea of someone hearing his moans echoing through the town was definitely embarassing and he did put himself in this situation, but god. It felt like his whole body was on fire when Jimmy began thrusting his tongue in and out of his hole. He couldn't help the noises that managed to slip past his now bitten lips.
"Tim, 'm so close,"
Jimmy got the message, swirling his tongue back up to focus on Grian's clit, kissing and sucking at it. He cautiously moved his hand off of Grian's thigh, positioning two fingers at his saliva-slicked entrance. He placed a final kiss against the nub before looking uo at Grian's face, pushing in the two fingers. He made sure to move slowly, not wanting to hurt Grian, but he knew his tongue helped prepare for the stretch.
Grian's thighs slammed shut, letting out a loud whimper as he came. His eyes stung with tears, the pleasure below his hips overwhelmingly good.
That didn't stop Jimmy though, he continued pressing the fingers deeper into the other, his hand now coated in slick. Despite Grian's whines, he began thrusting his fingers without wasting any time, coaxing Grian through his rather intense orgasm.
"Wait - ah, slow down," Grian basically squealed, his body attempting to squirm away from the now overstimulating pressure inside of him.
Jimmy ignored the plea, knowing full-well if he needed to, Grian would use a safeword. If anything he just trusted his fingers faster, making sure to add a third one along the way, filling up the other even moreso.
By now, the sounds of wetness against skin was embarrassingly loud, nearly echoing off the wall behind them.
Grian felt like he was going to pass out when Jimmy went back to mouthing at his clit, eyes rolling back as more tears slipped out of them and down his flushed cheeks. Jimmy wasn't giving up, eager to get as much as he could out of the sensitive avian.
And he was successful.
It wasn't until Grians thighs stuttered away from him, tightening around Jimmys fingers as he was pushed over the edge into another orgasm, that Jimmy gently pulled both his mouth and fingers away from him.
Grian held onto Jimmy's shoulders, legs violently shaking while his chest heaved in an attempt to catch his breath again.
"Oh my god," Grian panted, looking down at Jimmy. Both of their faces were flushed pink, though Grian still had tears cascading down his. "Where'd you learn how to do that?"
The blond shrugged, helping Grian step back into his clothes before standing up. "Dunno." A smug smile found its way onto Jimmys face, reaching one of his arms up to his face to wipe the stickiness off of his beard. They both looked an absolute mess, Jimmys hair going in nearly every direction due to Grian tugging on the strands, he'd definitely need to gel his hair back down before anyone else made it to Tumbletown.
They were already lucky enough no one had heard or seen their... affair they had in broad daylight, especially with Scar staying in Tumbletown, they hadn't seen any sign of him actually being there as of now. But to be fair, they weren’t paying attention to anything in the outside world, too entranced in each other to actually care.
…
Though, Scar sitting in the saloon, face flushed red and hands placed on Jellie’s ears proved that wrong.
He would definitely never get that out of his head.