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“Cat got Your Tongue?” Series
Pt. 1
Pt. 2
Pt. 3
Pt. 4
“Mo Baby”
Baddest in the west
Milk N Honey’
“Suga and Sunflower”
“Rosie”
“Vanilla”
“Emerald Haywood”
“Who Says I Don’t?”
“Don’t nobody wanna hear that”
“Oj Haywood”
“Who Says I Don’t?”
“Pretty Girl”
“Just for a moment”
“Don’t nobody wanna hear that”
“Shuri Udaku”
Nothing yet!
“Pretty girl”
Oj Haywood x Black!fem!reader (as usual)
Summary: Oj treats you just as gentle as his horses
Genre: fluff, Smut! (Minors get the fuck out!!)
Warnings!: spitting, swearing, overstimulation if you squint and tilt your head, small spoiler for NOPE if you haven’t seen it. mentions of Jean Jacket
Word count: that’s cute asf
My first stand alone for my favorite cowboy/final boy!!! Hope y’all enjoy!
“Eyes on me pretty girl, you good?” Oj spoke lowly into her ear as his hand rested on her waist. It seemed different coming his mouth this time, he wasn’t trying to distract her from Jean jacket hovering over them. Oh no he was talking her through it guiding it as his fingers curled inside her, his thumb applying pressure to her clit. His eyes never leaving hers as he spoke to her, lips busting themselves with her neck. “Oj please right there” she moaned softly slightly digging her nails into his shoulder blades. “Right there? That’s it?” He responded smirking into her skin his fingers inching deeper into her with ease. “Wanna cum please” she babbles trying to keep her eyes on him knowing if she didn’t he’d deprive her of her pleasure. “Take that shit then baby, I’ll give it to you”
“Fuck” she moaned feeling her orgasm approaching faster Oj speaking to her wasn’t helping stall it. “You got it baby, let it go for me hmm?” He whispered driving his fingers home as his thumb worked overtime. The fear of someone walking into the living room to find his fingers up her dress was nonexistent seeing as his only other neighbor for miles was claimed by Jean jacket and Emerald was at her girlfriend’s for the weekend. She could be as loud as she wanted and Oj took advantage of this opportunity drilling his fingers faster, his eyes boring into hers. “Oj, Oj yes.. please..” he gazed down at her swirling his tongue around her nipple sucking it harshly after “that’s it, that’s it, let that shit go”. His words mixed with his voice and the tempo of his fingers sent her over the edge, her back arching as she gasped for air. “You’re good, you’re good Y/N” that was the first time he’d addressed her by her name though this whole ordeal. He usually did when she was coming down as a way to softly ground her. His free hand playing with the locs she’d gotten some a few days ago as she came down.
“You good?” He questioned kissing her lips gently, she loved how gentle he was with her as if she was as precious as his horses. She nodded her head taking a deep breath smiling up at him “I’m good”. He smirked once again nodding his head “good because I’m not done yet” he kissed her lips again sliding down her body bunching her dress up around her waist. His lips paired with his teeth marking the soft skin of her thighs slowly closing in on his target. “Oj please..” she sighed gazing down at him, her breath hitching finding him already staring at her. His tongue licking a fat stripe up her slit wrapping his tongue around her clit sucking harshly. Her juices dipping down his throat like lemonade quenching his thirst. His tongue swirling around it before licking up her slit multiple times, spiting her juices onto her cunt before he dove in again eyes never leaving hers.
His strong hands holding her thighs open as he ate her as if she was his only food supply. A shiver running down her back when he growled into her cunt sucking especially hard on her clit. “Fuck Oj!” A moan falling from her lips seeing her juices painting his face making his skin glisten as if he’d been in the sun all day. A deep “mhm” was her only response as his tongue and pace ruthless not letting up for anything not even air, dipping in to scoop up her leaking desire slurping it down his awaiting throat. “Cum for me again pretty girl, you can do yeah” he spoke before latching his mouth onto her cunt again. “Fuck baby I’m close” his eyebrows raised at the pet name considering the fact she always said his name knowing how much it turned him on when she did so. Deciding to let it slide he responded with a “Mhm” refusing to come up when his mouth was full. Y/N gripped the cushion of the couch moaning loudly into the air curling her toes feeling a second orgasm approaching.
“Fuck, Fuck, Fuck” she sobbed feeling her coil inside snap granting Oj with an orgasm he was coaxing out of her. Once he finished slurping up her juices he slapped her cunt standing to his feet his frame looming over her, “watch ya mouth fo’ I put something in it”. With that he walked away returning with a warm washcloth cleaning between her legs being extra gentle when coming in contact with her cunt. Tossing the cloth in the laundry he returned with a bottle of water scooping Y/N into his arms carrying her to his bedroom. He removed her dress replacing it with his shirt pulling her into his arms afterwards. He tied her braids back placing her satin bonnet over her head a few swallows of water coming afterwards before a gentle kiss was placed on her forehead. “You did so good pretty girl, thank you for trusting me” he spoke into her ear rubbing her back as she drifted to sleep. He didn’t need to voice that he loved her, she already knew that by heart and she knew it wouldn’t change.
“Just for a moment”
Oj Haywood x Black!reader
Warnings: mentions grief, mentions of losing a parent, NOPE spoilers, slight ooc Oj
Word count: baby let it ride
Summary: the one time Oj showed emotion without silence and he lets you in his mind
Hope y’all enjoy!
Oj never really shows emotion, stoic always even when he tries not to be. He usually shows his affection silently, you know what he’s trying to say without him saying it. Whether it be a hand on the small of your back, a kiss to your forehead or cheek, a hand on in your curls or on your thigh when you two watch TV. He has his way of showing emotion and affection to you, an exchange you both silently agreed on. He only opens up around you, emerald and angel truly, it’s good until it isn’t. The death of Their father weighed heavily on Oj, his mentor was gone and he witnessed him in his final moments, the coin hung on his bedroom tall taunting him as he tried to sleep plagued with nightmares of screaming in the sky which he ignored so many days and his father’s face.
He’d put his father’s death in the back of his mind, locked it away with everything else… or so you thought. He’d never mentioned it to you and you not wanting to push never brought it up. One night he came to you in the dark of the night asking if you were okay, you didn’t think anything of it nodding your head with a quiet “yeah, baby I’m alright”. He laid his head on your chest taking a deep breath, a few beats of silence followed before he spoke “I miss him Y/N I miss him so much”. This surprised you nonetheless but you rubbed his back nodding your head. “I know baby, I know but he’s always here with you and he’d be so proud of the way you’re running the ranch”. He hummed sniffing a bit wiping his eyes, “baby, let it out.. I’m right here, I’ve got you”. He took another deep breath allowing himself to be vulnerable. His tears silently rolling down his melanated cheeks painting his shirt and some of the sheets before transitioning into body wracking sobs only you two were there to witness. Jean Jacket was dead thanks to the trio but that would never fill the void his father left. You rubbed his back thankful for him trusting you enough to be this vulnerable, you had your moments and he was there every time but for him to let you into his mind for just a moment meant everything to you.
When he had calmed down to just a few sniffs every few seconds you wiped his tears and kissed his forehead. You waited until his eyes met yours before speaking “thank for trusting me with this baby, you don’t need to say anything I know”. He just placed a soft kiss onto your lips making himself comfortable in your arms, you adjusted a bit allowing sleep to claim you but not before hearing a faint “I love you” come from causing a smile to grace your lips
OJ and JJ: Why Jean Jacket Let the Haywoods—Especially OJ—Get Away with More Than Anyone Else in “Nope”
I’ve seen Nope twice now. While everyone I saw it with enjoyed it, I heard a few cries of foul when it came to OJ and the others’ improbable good luck with all their near misses interacting with our favorite terrifying gulch-haunting UFO. I call foul back and say plot armor had nothing to do with it. Some luck, yeah, otherwise we’d have no protagonists. But that was hardly all.
Spoilers for Nope below
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