Day 12 - Daddy/Breeding Kink - Top JJ

Day 12 - Daddy/Breeding Kink - Top JJ

The event at Emily's mother's friend's DC mansion had been going smoothly—too smoothly. JJ knew these types of functions weren't exactly her scene, but she'd gone to support Emily, to play the dutiful girlfriend. Dressed to the nines in a sleek black gown, JJ had been prepared to endure the small talk and endless string of introductions. But what she wasn't prepared for was seeing Emily—the love of her life—getting hit on by a guest. Not just any guest, either. One of the wealthy, glamorous women who seemed to be lurking around Emily the entire night.

JJ's jaw clenched as she watched the woman, barely concealing her lustful gaze as she laughed at something Emily said. They were standing just across the room, close enough for JJ to see everything. Too close. Emily was polite, handling the conversation as gracefully as always, but the way the woman kept touching her arm, leaning in too close… it lit a fire in JJ's chest. A possessive fire.

Her eyes narrowed as she took a sip from her wine glass, her knuckles white as she gripped the stem. That woman had no idea who she was messing with.

By the time they made their excuses to leave, JJ could feel the jealousy bubbling up inside her, threatening to spill over. She barely spoke on the way back to their apartment, her mind spinning with possessive thoughts. Emily, for her part, seemed blissfully unaware—at least until they got into their bedroom.

"Alright, what's wrong?" Emily asked, her eyes scanning JJ as they entered the room. She set her bag down on the chair, her brows furrowed in confusion.

JJ didn't answer at first. She shrugged off her coat and walked toward Emily, the tension in her body palpable as she stood in front of her, her eyes dark with something Emily couldn't quite place.

"That woman…" JJ started, her voice low but full of restrained emotion. "She couldn't keep her hands off you."

Emily blinked, clearly caught off guard. "What? Who?"

JJ's jaw clenched, and her fingers curled into fists. "The one from the party. She was all over you, Emily. Did you not notice?"

Realization dawned in Emily's eyes, and she let out a soft, amused chuckle. "Oh, come on, JJ. She was just being friendly. You know how these things are—"

"She wasn't just being friendly," JJ cut her off, her voice sharper now, filled with jealousy she didn't even bother hiding now. "She was flirting with you. I saw the way she looked at you. And the way she touched you…"

Emily's smile faded as she realized how serious JJ was. "Hey," she said softly, stepping closer, her hands resting gently on JJ's arms. "You don't have anything to worry about, okay? I'm yours."

JJ's breath caught at those words, her heart pounding in her chest as her jealousy morphed into something else—something darker, hotter. She looked up at Emily, her eyes blazing with intensity. "Prove it," she murmured, her voice low and rough.

Emily's eyebrows shot up in surprise, but before she could respond, JJ pushed her back against the wall, her hands gripping Emily's hips hard as she pressed her body against hers. Emily let out a soft gasp, caught off guard by JJ's sudden dominance.

"JJ—" Emily started, but JJ silenced her with a hard, demanding kiss. It was rough, possessive, her lips crashing against Emily's as she poured all of her pent-up emotions into it. Emily moaned into the kiss, her hands coming up to tangle in JJ's hair, but JJ wasn't in the mood for tenderness. She needed to claim Emily, to remind her who she belonged to.

"You're mine," JJ growled against Emily's lips, her voice low and thick with desire as she pulled back just enough to look into Emily's eyes. "No one else gets to touch you. No one else gets to look at you like that."

Emily's breath hitched, her body trembling at the raw intensity in JJ's voice. She nodded, her hands gripping JJ's shoulders as she whispered, "I'm yours. Only yours."

JJ's grip tightened on Emily's hips, her fingers digging into her skin as she pressed her thigh between Emily's legs, grinding against her. "You're going to remember that tonight," JJ whispered, her voice full of command as she kissed Emily again, hard and deep.

Emily moaned into the kiss, her body arching against JJ's as the heat between them ignited. "God, JJ…"

JJ didn't waste any time. She pulled back just long enough to strip off Emily's dress, letting the fabric pool on the floor before she pushed her back onto the bed. Emily fell back with a soft gasp, her body already trembling with anticipation as she looked up at JJ, her eyes dark with need.

JJ quickly shed her own clothes, her eyes never leaving Emily's as she crawled onto the bed, her hands roaming over Emily's body with possessive intent. She pressed Emily's legs apart, her fingers slipping between her folds, finding her already wet and ready.

"You're so fucking wet," JJ murmured, her voice low and full of satisfaction as she slid two fingers inside Emily, thrusting deep. "Was this for her?"

"Just you." Emily let out a choked moan, her body arching off the bed as JJ's fingers filled her. "JJ… please…"

But JJ wasn't in the mood for begging. She thrust her fingers harder, deeper, setting a rough, relentless pace as she leaned down to whisper against Emily's ear. "I'm going to fuck you until you can't think straight. I'm going to make you come so hard you remember who you belong to."

Emily's breath came in ragged gasps, her hands gripping the sheets as JJ's fingers moved inside her with expert precision. "Yes… fuck, JJ…"

JJ grinned, her free hand sliding up to grip Emily's throat, squeezing just enough to make Emily's breath hitch. "You're mine," JJ growled, her voice thick with possession as she thrust her fingers harder, her thumb brushing against Emily's clit in tight, precise circles. "Say it."

Emily's body trembled, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps as she whispered, "I'm yours, JJ. Only yours."

"Good girl," JJ whispered, her voice full of satisfaction as she felt Emily's body start to tense, teetering on the edge of release.

JJ wasn't done. She wanted to claim Emily in every way possible. Her eyes flicked to the bedside drawer, and a wicked grin spread across her face.

Emily noticed the shift in JJ's expression, her heart racing as she followed her gaze. "JJ… what—"

JJ reached into the drawer, pulled out the strap-on they rarely used. It had the ability to squirt. She met Emily's gaze, her eyes dark with desire. "You know what I'm going to do?" JJ murmured, her voice low and thick with intent. "I'm going to breed you. I'm going to fill you so much you'll feel me inside you for days."

Emily's breath hitched at the words, her body trembling with a mix of excitement and anticipation. "JJ…"

JJ smirked, slipping the strap-on into place as she moved back over Emily, her hand gripping Emily's chin as she leaned down to kiss her hard. "You're going to take every inch of Daddy," JJ growled against Emily's lips. "You're going to feel me inside you until you can't think of anything else."

Emily's body shuddered, her breath coming in shallow bursts as she nodded, her voice trembling. "Yes… please, Daddy… fuck me."

JJ trembled at the name. She positioned herself between her partner's legs, her hands gripping Emily's hips as she thrust inside her, filling her completely. The older woman cried out, her hands flying to the blonde's shoulders as she arched off the bed, her body trembling with the intensity of the sensation.

"God, yes…" Emily moaned, her head falling back as JJ started to move, thrusting hard and deep, her hands gripping Emily's hips with bruising force.

"You're going to come on daddy's cock," JJ growled, her voice full of command as she thrust harder, her hips slamming against Emily's with every movement. "And you're going to keep coming. You got that, baby girl?"

JJ's pace was relentless, her body moving with a purpose as she thrust into Emily over and over again. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mingling with Emily's breathless moans as her fingers dug into JJ's shoulders.

"You feel that?" JJ growled, her voice thick with desire as she leaned down, pressing her lips to Emily's ear. "You're mine. I'm the only one who gets to fuck you like this. No one else."

Emily's breath hitched, her body trembling beneath JJ's, the intensity of JJ's control sending her mind spiraling. "Yes, Daddy," Emily gasped, her voice breaking as she arched her back, trying to take JJ deeper. "Fuck me, Daddy… I'm yours."

The words sent a surge of heat through JJ, making her groan low in her throat. She loved hearing Emily call her that, loved the way it made her feel in control, powerful. And hearing Emily beg like that? It only fueled her more.

"That's right," JJ murmured, her voice dropping to a low, commanding growl. "You're my good girl, aren't you? You're going to take all of me like a good little slut, aren't you?"

Emily's moan was almost a sob, her body shaking as JJ's hips snapped against hers, each thrust harder and deeper than the last. "Yes, Daddy," she whimpered, her fingers gripping the sheets as her body was pushed closer to the edge. "I'm your good girl."

JJ's eyes darkened with desire as she kept her pace steady, thrusting deep into Emily. Her hand slipped between them, her fingers finding Emily's clit and rubbing it in tight, quick circles. She could feel how close Emily was, the way her body tensed, trembling as she teetered on the brink.

But JJ wasn't just fucking Emily tonight. She was claiming her. She wanted Emily to know—without a doubt—who she belonged to.

"You're going to come for me, aren't you?" JJ growled, her fingers working Emily's clit faster, her thrusts harder. "You're going to come all over my cock, and then I'm going to fill you up. You're going to be so full of me."

Emily's moans became louder, more desperate, her body trembling uncontrollably as JJ pushed her closer and closer to the edge. "Yes, Daddy," she gasped, her breath coming in short, ragged bursts. "Fill me… I want it… I want you to breed me."

Hearing Emily say those words lit something primal inside JJ. Her grip tightened on Emily's hips, and she thrust into her harder, the strap-on hitting deep inside her with every movement. "You want me to breed you?" JJ growled, her voice thick with possessiveness. "You want me to fill you so full you can't think straight?"

"Yes… fuck, yes," Emily cried out, her nails digging into JJ's back as her body arched off the bed. "I want it… please, Daddy, fill me…"

JJ's body tensed at those words, the sheer desire in Emily's voice sending her into overdrive. She pulled back slightly, reaching for the control on the strap-on, her breath quickening as she prepared for the moment that would push them both over the edge.

"You're going to take every drop," JJ growled, her hips slamming into Emily with punishing force. "I'm going to fill you up… so fucking full."

And then, with one final thrust, the strap-on released, squirting warm liquid deep inside Emily, simulating the very thing JJ had been craving all night. The sensation of being filled like that—combined with the relentless stimulation from JJ's fingers—sent Emily crashing over the edge.

Emily screamed JJ's name, her body convulsing as the orgasm tore through her, the intense pleasure making her entire body shake. She could feel the warm liquid filling her, the way it coated her insides, and it only heightened the intensity of her release.

JJ kept thrusting, pushing Emily through her orgasm, her fingers still working Emily's clit as the strap-on continued to squirt inside her, filling her over and over again. "You like that?" JJ growled, her voice rough with desire. "You like being filled by Daddy?"

Emily could barely form words, her body still trembling with aftershocks as she gasped, "Yes, Daddy… oh god, yes."

JJ grinned, her body pressing down against Emily's, her hips still moving in slow, deliberate thrusts as she emptied the last bit of liquid inside her. She could feel how full Emily was, how wet and slick she'd made her, and it only made her want to keep going.

"You're so full of me," JJ whispered, her voice thick with satisfaction as she leaned down, pressing her lips to Emily's neck. "You took it all, didn't you? My good girl."

Emily's breath hitched, her body still trembling as she whispered, "Yes, Daddy… I took it all…"

JJ's hands slid up to cup Emily's face, tilting her head so she could look into her eyes. "You're mine," she whispered, her voice full of possession and affection. "No one else gets to have you. No one else gets to fill you like this."

Emily nodded, her body still humming with the aftershocks of her release. "I'm yours, Daddy… only yours."