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"If you want me to do something about that score, you're going to have to remove the kids," you spoke with a smirk against your lips as you strode over to the Burger Boss game. "All it needs is a good feminine touch, and that nickname will be gone in no time."
"I don't even want to know what that means," Bob spoke hesitantly, before quickly turning to his kids. "Come on, kids, upstairs, now."
"Good luck, Y/N/N!" Linda called out as she followed quickly behind, "And make sure you lock up."
"I will," you called out with a smile as you waved her off. Out of the corner of your eye, you could still see that Jimmy Pesto was across the street. You weren't shocked to see that he had been, knowing Jimmy Pesto's normally had at least an extra hour of service than Bob's.
With a sway to your hips, you pulled out a quarter from your pocket, nimble fingers slipping it into the slot. As you had, your fingers brushed gently up the machine, landing upon the knobs. "Mmm, I'm sure that sexy man made you feel good, but let me make you feel better," you cooed out as you began alternating between the knobs and buttons, playing the game itself. "You like the way my hand wraps right around your shaft, don't you?"
After a while of playing, rather provocatively, you could hear the bell ding behind you, but you had not glanced away from the game as you were climbing higher and higher in score. "Ah, just like that, babe," you murmured to the game, a smirk clear across your lips. "You'll be screaming my fucking name soon enough."
"I never knew you could be so vulgar," you could hear Jimmy's voice behind you, a clear tease to his tone.
"Mmm, babe, ignore him," you murmured to the game, a smirk merely growing upon your lips. "You're my good little slut, aren't you? Getting even better with him watching."
Jimmy Pesto rolled his eyes behind you, though he could not help the way his eyes shifted back to the way your hands moved against the knobs. The way you practically jerked the knobs was both sexual and arousing. "Did my playing earlier inspire you or something?" He questioned after a pause, realizing he had been staring far too long. "Give it up, you're not going to beat my score."
"He's just jealous that someone better's working your shaft," you murmured to the game.
You could practically feel the man's heat on your back as he glanced over your shoulder, his mouth agape as he read your score. "Who knew you were such a nerd?" He tried to taunt, attempting to throw you off your game.
"Jimmy, if you're trying to throw me off, it's not working," you replied absently as you continued, swirling one of the knobs around.
For a few moments, Jimmy stood behind you, pursing his lips as he felt the need to take on the challenge. Though he stood so closely behind, so obviously listening to the vulgarity that slipped past your lips, you hadn’t let up. If he was to be completely honest with himself, he had been growing uncomfortable the more your dirty words danced off your lips. It was as if you were putting on a show just for him, and yet, as time ticked forwards, he realized what would make your show better. Jimmy craved that attention, directed solely upon him, as his rising erection begged for those skillful hands.
"You really think I can't distract you from a video game?" Jimmy teased, his voice low as he spoke directly into your ear. "How about you play with a real man?"
Just as you felt listening to Jimmy Pesto's dirty talking of the game hours prior, you could feel desire swelling in your core. It would be a lie to deny that you weren't attracted to Jimmy, but you still kept your focus upon the game as much as you possibly could. "So, you'd rather my hand wrapped around your cock?" You teased Jimmy in reply, clearly not breaking your focus upon the game itself.
"Among other things," he spoke as he moved his hands to your hips, caressing your sides as he stepped closer to you. "You've never had anyone as good as me, Y/N."
"Tempting," you teased with a smirk against your lips as you purposely brushed your hips back and forth, grinding your ass against his erecting cock. As you listened to him practically growl into your ear, you couldn't help smirking more. "I can't say I haven't thought about getting down on my knees and gagging on your cock."
Jimmy moved his lips against your ear, biting your earlobe gently. "I wonder how long you'd focus on that with my fingers inside of you," he murmured as he pressed a series of kisses and bites from your earlobe down to the nape of your neck. His hands had not been burly, and yet, they hadn't been lithe.
The pleasant in between that they were, thrusting in and out of your dewy pussy was a fantasy that nearly broke your focus. Feeling the tease of his lips against your neck as they hit your sweet spot nearly did you in as a soft mewl escaped your lips. Your stomach turned, the knot in your core only proving to be more challenging than you anticipated. With your mind beginning to haze with animalistic fervor, you knew what you wanted.
"Oh, fuck it," you said finally as you finally broke your focus, another mewl toppling from your lips as his teeth nipped upon your sweet spot. You jumped the next two characters before allowing your character to succumb to the lava pit, getting to the score screen as you left your initials. As you hit enter, you pressed yourself into the man more, purposely grinding your ass against his hardened erection.
Turning, you moved to capture the man's lips, maneuvering him against the counter. Skillful hands slipped across his frame as you pressed yourself roughly against him. Already dewy, your arousal throbbed to be touched.
As the two of you separated for air, you captured his glazed, lustful gaze. "We could be deviants and fuck right here in the bay window, or my apartment is literally next to us," you suggested, your voice dripping with craving. "I don't personally care which, Jimmy, but I've wanted you all day."
"As much as I'd love to gloat that we fucked in his restaurant," he speculated, "Just about anywhere would be nicer."
You practically dragged the man out of the restaurant itself, locking up behind you before intertwining fingers with his. It hadn’t been an exaggeration to say you lived right next door, taking him simply to the right of the shop, and up the stairs. Though your apartment had not been much to scoff at, he had been right in saying it was much nicer than the restaurant.
Barely with the door even closed behind the two of you, your lips fell into the assault once more upon his own. Clear gluttony engulfed the kiss as the two of you stumbled to the first wall you could find, acting just like two high schoolers discovering hormones. While his hands caressed your body, carelessly tossing whatever he could slip off of you, yours did the same.
His needy lips were lost for a moment as you slipped yours down his body, kissing and licking him down to your knees. Hungered, his gaze hadn't left you as he realized where those pretty lips of yours were going, though his were busy tumbling your name in a throaty groan. He watched as those Italian style briefs of his slipped off of him, though his gaze rolled back as he felt your breath against his exposed cock.
The first lick your tongue made, starting at the base of his cock and slowly caressing to the tip tormented him. With the second swirl of your tongue, teasingly around his tip, he had to stop his hips from bucking, desperately desiring your mouth to engulf him. As you wrapped your lips around his cock, his fingers slipped to your y/h/c locks, knotting tightly into them with each bobbed action.
"A-aah," Jimmy mewled out as his grip tightened upon your silky y/h/c locks. "You look so pretty with your lips wrapped around my cock."
You merely smirked in reply as you continued to bob your hot mouth on his hard cock. Swirling your tongue around it, you listened to the chorus of mewls and groans toppling from the handsome man's parted lips. Each groan that escaped his lips seemed to heighten your arousal, your dewy core begging for much needed friction.
While the man was growing close to his end, he practically yanked you upwards by your hair, until you realized where he had been going with it. Willingly, you allowed him to bend you right over your countertop, the two of you not even making it past the kitchen. Nude, exposed, and yearning for friction, your body ached for a moment as he simply admired the scene before him, his hard cock still slick with your saliva and a hint of his precum.
"I can't wait to fill you right up," he groaned out as he lined his cock with your entrance, wasting little time in his first thrust. "You're nice and soaked, just for me." His second sentence came out in more of a groan as he sheathed his cock into your pussy, his balls pressed against your clit.
The first moan that escaped your lips paired his name with the tight way that you gripped the counter top. Friction you desired so badly was in reach, your core begging for him to unsheathe and thrust again. With so much build up, so many swirling thoughts from the display he made earlier that day, you knew it would not be hard for him to bring you to your end.
Quick thrusts paired with the echo of slapping skin as moans and groans toppled from both parties lips. As he found himself growing closer to his end, one of his hands shifted down to your clitoris, rubbing sensual circles to prepare for both of your ends. His other hand rested tightly against your hip, his thrusts keeping pace.
As his hard, pulsating cock slipped from your tightening walls, it had been replaced with two pumping fingers. Before you could question the switch, you could feel the spilling of hot seed, making quite the messy line upon your back while his hand worked you to your own end. With one last, long tumble of his name past your lips, you tightened your walls around his fingers, your whole body shaking in pure, ardent bliss.
"That was amazing," he murmured through panted breaths as he basked in the glow of what the two of you had done. Still nude in your kitchen, clothes tossed in a messy trail nearby, he caught his breath as he raked his gaze down the trail he left upon your back. Though neither of you would have expected a video game to end in such a mess, you were sure as he dressed and left your apartment that you'd be hearing about it for quite some time.