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HELLFIRE ISN’T HOT ENOUGH
MAFIA! JASON TODD X READER
Warnings: F! Reader. fxf sexual relations, voyeurism, swinging (?)
↳ SMUT Fic :: My reader is a spoiled brat that gets spoiled.
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The satin blood-red dress clung to your figure as you fidgeted with the diamond collar that spelled Princess in big bold letters. The valet held your door open greeting you with a cordial smile and an outstretched hand.
Heels at the courtesy of Christian Louboutin clicked on the pavement as you linked your arm with Jason’s, entering through the back entrance of the club.
Nights in Gotham this quiet were a rarity, the patrons that loitered around the corner quelling their cigarettes gave Jason a nod of acknowledgment as he held the door open for you.
Tonight was meant to be an important business transaction for him, he didn’t share the details to which you didn’t pry because frankly, the situation didn’t pique your interest. He just needed you here for good luck, or so he says.
As the gentlemen spoke in hushed tones over whisky and ice, you noted the mostly empty venue and abandoned stripper poles as the ladies had all gone home for the night.
In an attempt for entertainment, you stealthily ran a hand up Jason’s inner thigh only for him to shoot you an unamused glare, “Will you die if I don’t pay attention to you for five minutes?” You huffed in response.
A half an hour passed before in walked your favorite couple, Kori in a skin-tight purple mini dress and Roy dressed as if he’s in witness protection. Roy took a seat with the men intensely listening as they caught him up, and you stood to greet Kori.
After the embrace she pushed your hair out of your face and stared at your cleavage; “You make the dress look good” She said with a smirk.
The dynamic between you, Jason, Kori, and Roy was quite simple; you were two pairs of couples that enjoyed hooking up with each other from time to time. It was casual and fun, they were close enough to feel like family and most importantly, Jason trusted them both.
When the men had to go out of town you and Kori had to find ways to entertain yourselves. Her - being far bolder initiated and with Jason’s permission, the rest was history.
You may wear the collar, but Jason was very much the one on a leash; He thought you could tilt the room with your beauty, actually, he knows you can, he’s seen you do it. The evening glow of the dimly lit room did nothing to hide that; you make it a point to flutter your lashes a few times for emphasis. To him at that moment, the glitter in your lip gloss sparkled like a million tiny stars.
“Daddy, can I go play with Kori?” You posited, with a pout.
Jason could never refuse any of your requests.
Her enigmatic green eyes never left yours, walking you backward till your thigh hits the edge of the pool table. The 6tf bombshell ran a hand over your breasts, to your waist until she got a firm grip on your ass.
The diamonds on your collar caught her eyes as she grabbed you by the neck with the other hand, and pulled you closer “Prettiest Princess I’ve ever seen” She declared with unparalleled confidence.
She comes in close for a kiss and you take the opportunity to grab her tits and massage the soft flesh. The action elicited a delightful moan out of her, she tasted the same as she smelled - of cinnamon and green apples. Your touch was different from Roy’s or Jason’s, you could give her something they couldn’t.
While Kori could have her pick of the litter when it comes to men, many were quick fucks or one-night stands. With women, she favors companionship the most.
Kori is fond of your dainty, soft-spoken nature as well as your bratty attitude. She could take you shopping, finger you in the dressing room, then send you home to Jason. She trusts you with her heart and values your advice. To her, you were a friend held in the highest regard.
Kori’s fingers lingered on the soft material of your dress for a moment. A clamorous sound tore through the room as she ripped the dress straight down your body, well that’s one way of getting it off you thought. “I thought I didn’t feel any panties under there, glad I was right,” She notes. “Yeah, I left it at home when I heard you were coming” you quipped back.
She spread your legs until she was standing in between, watching in anticipation of what she’d do next. She got chest level with your pussy as she began to rub one of her tits between your dewy lips gathering your wetness on her nipple.
She hosted one of your legs above her shoulder to help you chase the friction better. The world faded into a haze forcing you to concentrate on nothing but the feel of your clit grinding on her nipple and Ari Lennox’s pressure drifting haphazardly in the background.
Kori’s massive tits were a blessing to humanity and she knew it. Looking down at her you were completely at her leniency, unblemished smooth skin burning hot with the color of the Sahara desert after it’s set ablaze by the evening sun. Bewitching emerald eyes like the saving grace of green in an oasis, and red waves that would make Medusa avoid her gaze in shame.
The Tamarian crawled on the pool table, laid back motioning for you to sit on her face. You peeled her panties off as you scaled up her body and threw the well-used panties at Roy with a wink; he effortlessly caught it along with a whiff of her aroma.
Thigh on each side, you lowered your clit to her mouth which she delicately began sucking. The redhead was a pro at this, Kori was a giver and her skillful tongue would have you undone in no time.
It must have been quite the display because whatever meeting the men were in, came to an end. Jason, at the head of the table, now cradling his glass of whisky and ice enjoying the show.
You held his gaze and pornographically moaned his name grabbing a fist full of fiery locks, deliberately pushing her further into your pussy.
Jason took that as an invasion and came over to you, without breaking eye contact he attached his lips to Kori’s nipple, savoring the last taste of you on her areola. Roy on the other hand had his jacket ready for this party of four to finish at home.
As Kori got up, you and Jason both licked her clean of your juices and you whispered thank-yous between quick kisses on her soft lips, she deserved it after all. Your naked form was only clothed by the smear of Kori’s red lipstick on your pussy until Roy draped his jacket over your shoulder. He picks you up bridal style and kisses your forehead smiling tenderly, “Good girl.”