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daydream-cement · 7 months

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Across the Room (NSFW)

Jane Murdstone x Reader

Lust at first sight when Jane spots you from across the room.

Author's Note: This is the fourth week of Smutember with @alexusonfire! The prompt was lust at first sight and who better for this prompt than sweet Janey.

You felt her burning gaze on your body all night. You have heard stories of Jane Murstone. Stories of her cruelty... and murmurings of her preference for the fairer sex. These quiet rumors had been told by your past lovers, and from the way Jane was watching you, she must have heard the same stirrings about you.

The party was big enough that no one would notice Jane and you eyeing one another. Her raven hair was pinned back so neatly and her pursed lips would shift ever so slightly when she smirked. She wore a gorgeous red gown - a shade of deep, dark crimson that was certainly clouding your judgment more than the spiked punch.

Your eyes watched her intently through all of her conversations and movements. It wasn’t until an acquaintance broke your train of thought that you lost sight of the beautiful ravenette. When you glanced over your chatty friend’s shoulder, Jane had moved from her earlier spot causing you to shift from foot to foot to search for her.

A commanding voice from behind startled you from your search for Ms. Murdstone, “Pardon for my intrusion…”

When you spun around to see who was speaking, you had to turn your gaze upwards when you were met with the sight of a chest of a woman covered in crimson fabric. Your eyes traveled her face Your lips parted slightly to suck in a breath - her beauty from up close left you speechless.

Jane’s eyes journeyed over you. Her gaze seemed so critical, but by the glint in her eye you knew she liked what she saw. A smile growing on her lips only further confirmed your suspicions that she had sinful intentions behind her words and movements.

“I was told by a mutual friend that we share a love of needlework.” Jane’s hand rose to rest on your arm, thumb brushing the inside of your elbow, causing chills to run down your spine. “Would you care for a walk?”

“Yes-” Your answer came far too quickly, so you had to deliberately slow yourself down so as to not seem too desperate for her attention. You spoke to Jane before turning to your acquaintance, you gave an apologetic smile, “I would like that very much. Apologies. I’ll see you later, hm?”

Jane held your elbow as she guided you through the crowd, her voice low and thick like honey, “I do love your dress, sweeting. The fit is absolutely divine...”

“This color on you is ravishing, but I could certainly do with less fabric.” You return at a volume low enough for only Jane to hear.

You knew where this was headed. There would be no grand romance tonight. Jane’s grip on your arm was proof of that. She was only interested in the anatomy that lay under your skirts, and you weren’t opposed to hiking up your dress in some darkened corner for this beautiful ravenette.

“Such a wicked imagination you have.” Jane growled as she led you away from the dancing and socializing towards a garden dimly lit by lanterns every fifty feet or so. When Jane passed her own acquaintances, she looked from them and then to you with a concerned expression, “Poor child was feeling faint and in need of fresh air.”

It was hard to act out your fictional illness as Jane’s white lie pleased you greatly. You were able to shoot her friends a sad look before dropping your gaze to the floor so they couldn’t see how pleased you were with your current situation.

Once out of the manor, Jane tugged at your arm as she strode towards a bench seated against the home in a delightfully darkened area. If you weren't mistaken, you would have nearly a half hour to return to the party lest you are missed and someone were to come looking.

Jane gestured for you to sit and you did as you were told, grinning widely as she seated herself so your thighs were touching.

“You seem to have an issue with staring.” Jane chided - her tone seemingly harsh while the smirk on her lips told a different story.

Your reply was simple, “You are quite beautiful.”

Jane was pleased with your response as she inched closer, looming over you in a way that made your heart race. Her voice was a low and silky, “Flattery will get you everywhere, my dear.”

“I’ve heard stories about you, Ms. Murdstone... of your power over women.” Your words were a question if Jane would do the same to you disguised as a simple statement of fact. You would feel honored to have her slender fingers dip between your thighs to take you to heaven and back.

Jane’s face inched closer. Her one hand sliding over the back of the bench while the other reached over you to grip the arm rest, effectively pinning you into the corner. “Would you care for a sampling?”

She wasn’t truly asking. Her lips dipped down to yours before you could even respond. You moaned upon contact. Her lips were so incredibly soft and you weren’t but a few seconds into your kiss when Jane’s hands seized your hips and her body shifted to lean against yours.

The odd angle of your back pressing into the wood would have been more agonizing, but Jane’s hand sliding up your chest over your breast drove you wild. She paused for a moment to cup your breast through your corset, her finger tips gracing the top of your breast where it lay exposed. All of her hand movements preambled something so much more pleasurable and you felt your heat dampening in response.

Her hand slipped in the waistband of your underwear, her fingers wasting no time dipping into your folds. You sucked in a breath as Jane made contact with your clit while Jane exhaled slowly. “Oh, darling...”

Your eyes glued themselves to Jane’s face, watching her every expression as her fingers explored your cunt. In an instant her fingers slipped from your heat as she drew them up to her mouth and tasted you with a long overzealous moan. Her eyes focused on yours for an intense moment as her tongue swirled around her digits. She wanted you to see how much she loved your taste.

“Open.” Jane ordered as she transferred her fingers from her mouth into yours. The taste of yourself was faint, but you were more so aroused with the knowledge that Jane’s saliva was on your tongue.

Jane watched you with darkened eyes. Her words made you feel as if she would consume you, “I’ve heard about you, darling. A maid and a cook in my home have told me about your wandering hands and talented tongue. When I saw you, I knew I needed to try you out for myself.”

The ravenette pulled her fingers from your mouth and down they went again to play with your throbbing cunt. She found your clit with ease and began rubbing slow, methodical circles. To silence yourself, you attached your lips to hers - an action Jane accepted happily as her tongue traveled across your bottom lip before swiping across your tongue.

Your mind was clouded from desire. You couldn’t think of anything other than her hand between your legs. Any thoughts of being caught with Jane were absent.

Her fingers moved faster around your clit. The ravenette knew you were limited on time and she wasn’t looking to extend out the orgasm by teasing you.

Jane snaked her spare arm around the back of your neck, drawing your body to hers, and all the while her mouth never left yours. Your hips were writhing and bucking against her hand, desperate to come.

She increased the pressure against your clit and you could hear the faint slick sounds of her fingers working against you. These sensations combined with the sloppy, intense kisses from Jane drove you over the edge. The ravenette swallowed your cries and quickly pulled her hand from your bloomers, not wanting to be seen in such a compromising position.

Jane pulled away from the kiss and smirked down at you as her fingers pushed past her lips once again. You watched helplessly as she sucked her fingers clean.

When she was finished she reached out and grasped your cheeks with a hand, tugging you close. With a wide smile, her tongue darted from her mouth and she licked your lips, delighted in the power she held over you.

“That’s a good pet. We should probably return to the party before some notice our absence.”

“Indeed.” You murmur, slightly disappointed when she withdraws her hand and stands.

You stood on wobbly legs and followed suit, trailing after her like a love struck puppy. Before you could draw too close to the manor entrance, Jane paused and waited for you. Her demeanor was significantly brighter than when you saw her roaming the party beforehand.

“Would you care for tea tomorrow afternoon, darling?” Jane whispered, her teeth nipping at your ear. Her hand shifted from the small of your back to palm your ass through your gown. “We could continue our conversation.”

“Sounds divine, miss. I’ll have the opportunity to return the favor.” You coo before leaving a lingering kiss to the corner of her lips and leave her standing in the darkness of the gardens.

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trashblog07 · 9 months

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David: Gwen and i are having a baby

Max: That’s grea-

David slamming down adoption papers: it’s you sign the papers

#source: tumblr #gwenvid #gwen x david camp camp #max cc #camp camp #camp cambell #they are a family #im sorry but they are

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helpfandom · 6 months

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Could i request some platonic yandere david headcanons with a camper reader? Ty!

@yanderefangirl

Gee Whillikers, He sure does love ya'!

With him, he must have a nice darling, [you] may be nice out of pity or out of the kindness of your heart, but he thinks it's the latter. Hopefully.

Be careful not to break this man's heart! He can't take too much!

Anyway, out of that realm now.

David is someone who could not bring himself to kill. David would rather die than hurt one of the campers, but it doesn't stop him from treating them rudely. [And by rudely, we mean that he wouldn't do as many activities the camper liked, such as he wouldn't make it mandatory for the campers like Max to show up at Preston's play, or something of the like.]

Gwen may notice this weird obsession with you, and how he babies you, but her worries are dispelled by the knowledge that David wouldn't do that. Right?

David [and any others observant enough] finds himself often giving you special treatment; going with what you suggest instead of what was planned, walking or otherwise sticking by you during activities, refusal to swap the channel [episode 8, season 4, After hours, for those wondering] from what you chose. And Max, being the little shit that he is, is quick to pick up on this and capitalize on it.

David and Max quickly find that it's an impasse between the two. David refuses to let you get roped in with the trio, and Max is adamant to use his obsession with you to get what he wants.

So, suddenly Max had to take a trip to the wood scouts.

It is unlike David to kidnap, however, he wouldn't mind if you got stuck, or lost, and missed the bus to go home and all of a sudden you have to stick with him until the bus arrives, but the bus won't arrive.

He's emotionally dependent on you, relying on your kindness to keep him afloat in this emotional world of his. Depending on the time, he may fall farthest into his obsession than ever, or he may be the lightest.

He wouldn't be afraid of becoming more confident in the terms of you, though. David would fight back if the Wood Scouts wanted to grab ahold of you, or even letting them just so that he could save you and have an excuse to hold you in the cabin instead of out with the other campers...

Although, he does realize that this is selfish of him, so it's a loop on whether or not he acts on that impulse of letting it happen, or if his sense of justice outweighs his sense of parental concern. If at the time where he knows that Jasper is dead, then he would act on it, letting it happen only to burst into the Wood Scouts and demand that you come back, his need to protect overpowering his urge of peace.

No matter what, you just have to get on the bus to go home. He would never follow you home! What's David doing at your school? Well, silly, he needs a job after the summer! Too bad he's your teacher.

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b00pyb00p · 9 months

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Gwenvid moment 💜💚

This reference:

#camp camp #cc gwen #cc david #gwenvid #gwen x david ship #cc season 5 #cc special episode #cc spoilers #reference #fanart #art

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dianneking · 8 months

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10 Days of Gwen Goodbyes - Day 2 (Jane Murdstone)

Welcome to day 2 of my little 100w drabble series celebrating Gwendoline Christie's characters as well as my one true love, angst.

Today's character is our beloved dour lady, the one and only Miss Jane Murdstone... I hope you enjoy (the pain)!

As always, this drabble is crossposted on AO3 and the link's in the title below.

Summary: Jane has always been a private woman, keeping her feelings and personal affairs close to her heart. And nobody knows that in a secret pocket close to her heart is precisely where she still to this day carries this letter. The last one her lover sent her.

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Day 2: Jane Murdstone - The Last Letter.

TW: angst, goodbyes, drabble, implied terminal illness, implied death, letter format, epistolary drabble. Wordcount: 100w

“My dearest Jane.

How desperately I miss you. I can see you frowning at this letter as if you were here in front of me, not an enthusiastic supporter of outward displays of affection, are you? Yet, oh, how my lips yearn to kiss the little crease between your brows!

Allow me my sentimentality, my beloved. One last time, at least. Even now, it is getting harder and harder to hold my quill. This might be the last letter you’ll get from me, but you’ll be in my thoughts and in my heart until my last breath.

Forever yours

YN”

Liked it? Here's the link to the previous one as well as to the next one! And to the 10 Days of Gwen Goodbyes masterpost! And to my own masterlist of all my fanfictions!

#dianneking #dianneking writes #10 days of gwen goodbyes #jane murdstone #jane murdstome x reader #miss murdstone gwendoline christie #gwendoline christie fandom #gwendoline christie characters #angst #angst fairy #dianneking fanfiction #dragonmist fanfiction #the personal story of david copperfield #jane murdstone fanfiction #Ahahahah Jane MurdstoMe #Jane mudstone x reader

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coolcollectorofobservations · 1 year

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talkin bout ships that describe your mental state. 😳

#lowerdecks #inside job #camp camp #Kim Possible #comic #myart #Brett Hand #reagan ridley #brad boimler #beckett mariner #david x gwen #ship dynamics #drakgo #shego #bluey

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silent-scribbs · 2 years

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Noodley Doodley childrens

I like the David one

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derpy-thebdayclown · 2 years

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i do not like this drawing but y’all might so some cbfl’s

sorry for double posting LMAO

#camp camp #roosterteeth #camp camp fanart #david camp camp #cc david #camp camp gwen #cc gwen #gwenvid #David x gwen #counselor buddies for life

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ssyoi · 9 months

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*offers you GwenDanvid as a treat*

#camp camp #cc #camp campbell #cc daniel #camp camp daniel #camp camp david #cc david #cc gwen #camp camp gwen #danvid #gweniel #gwenvid #gwen x daniel #gwen x david #david x daniel #rarepair

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nobodyytodaylol · 1 year

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I’m rewatching Torchwood! I love it so much! I fell in love again with the show<3 And Ianto is the cutest person ever!! I’m propably not gonna watch the last episode of series 2 and series 3 and 4. I don’t want to see Owen die, Tosh and Ianto. I love Ianto so much. So I’m gonna watch series 1 and 2 again. And propably again and again and again, till I know everything, like Ianto.

#torchwood #ianto jones #jack x ianto #owen harper #gwen cooper #toshiko sato #rhys williams #jack harkness #captain jack harkness #doctor who universe #doctor who #eve myles #john barrowman #gareth david lloyd #burn gorman #naoko mori #kai owen

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daydream-cement · 9 months

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Love in Paris (NSFW)

Jane Murdstone x Reader

Author’s Note: When you had this written for days but just didn’t post it. Thank you to @alexusonfire for the beta!

Jane listened to the soft lull of the piano that ascended through the windows of the hotel lobby and up to where she curled up on a little chair on the balcony. She had never remembered this song being so lovely. There were no words to this tune, only the soff rise and fall of notes that made Jane feel like she was falling in love all over again.

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You had just arrived in Paris with Jane. a trip sold to your father as one to battle the hysteria brought on by winter. You two, however, hadn’t made it farther than the hotel room.

“How is Paris treating you?” Jane whispered to you. Your foreheads touching and breaths mingling softly as you snuggled together in bed.

It was true that you could barely keep your hands off one another, but your kissing never surpassed the sensation of bodies pressed together in bed while hands softly wandered through hair and across backs. Jane had been fully surprised that she was able to wait so long, but this romantic love was unlike anything she had ever experienced and she was looking to savor every drop.

“So far, so good… Although I haven’t seen much outside these four walls.” You answered honestly, nothing in your voice contained the desire to get up out of bed and leave the embrace of the ravenette. Your hands pressed to Jane’s back, holding her close.

“We have all the time in the world.” Jane breathed before pushing her lips to yours.

The ravenette always had taken part in sexual encounters with women since her youth, but since she began dating you, your sex life had been nonexistent as you opted for more innocent forms of physical intimacy. You had been working together for nearly four years and three of those years, Jane considered you to be her best friend. You were the person whom she shared everything with and now Jane was interested in sharing in the next progression of physical affection.

Like clockwork, as soon as you began kissing, you rolled over, bringing the ravenette to rest on top of you as you continued to make out. Your hands stroked up and down Jane’s sides, fingers tentatively sliding low to the base of the ravenette’s corset.

Instead of restraining herself from bucking her hips against your middle, Jane softly began to grind on you. The ravenette’s skirts began to roll up her hips as the movement began. Jane took the next step to further the interaction by taking your hands from her waist and placing them high on her thighs. “I want you, darling… I want this…”

With a soft growl, you sat up with Jane still in your arms. You had been content with the pacing of your relationship, but the push from Jane lit a spark deep within you. Never had you wanted someone like you wanted Jane.

As Jane straddled your lap, your saliva mingled with slow, needy kisses. Her arms once wrapped around your neck now retracted themselves to begin undoing the laces of her corset. At the movement, you pulled from the ravenette so you could watch the events unfurl before you.

With skill, the corset was loosened and shed within a few seconds and Jane couldn’t help but blush when she felt your heavy gaze on her bare chest. You only stared as your hands gently squeezed at Jane’s thighs. For a pregnant moment, there was no movement, only making Jane feel self conscious. Her fears were quickly dismissed when you spoke, your voice cracking as you did, “Y-ou are so…”

“You can… touch them…” Jane choked out. Her face felt like it was on fire, your face matching as it was a soft pink from your own nervousness. Seeing you blushing made the ravenette feel a tad bit better.

Your hands rose carefully, enveloping Jane’s breasts. You seemed in awe of the ravenette’s body, almost as if it felt that you were touching a priceless artifact. With a surge of bravery, you gave the ravenette’s breasts a soft squeeze, smiling to yourself at how much pleasure you derived from touching Jane.

“Maybe try… using your mouth…” Jane urged, a hand circling to the back of your neck and giving a slight tug to guide your mouth to her chest.

You didn’t need to be told twice. With a duck of your head, your mouth latched itself to Jane’s breast. You began nibbling and tasting at the ravenette’s flesh, the faint taste of Jane’s perfume gracing your tongue.

Jane felt herself immediately dampen as you moaned against her skin, one nipple millimeters from your mouth as your hand palmed the other breast. “You’re so perfect. God, how are you so perfect?”

“I- I love you.”

You paused all movements and looked up at Jane, eyes soft at the notion Jane could be in love with you. Your lips were planted back on the ravenette’s in an instant, your hands holding Jane’s face in place as you kissed her over and over again.

“I love you, Janey. More than I ever thought I could love another.”

With the omission now in the open, the intimacy only seemed to intensify. Simple kisses now included battling tongues and your once gentle squeezing now rougher and desperate. Jane’s skirt was now rolled around her waist, and you had taken the opportunity to slip your hands into her underwear and grope Jane’s ass.

When Jane moaned at the increasing roughness, she pulled away from their kisses only to realize you were extremely overdressed.

“May I?” Jane asked with pouty eyes, her hands slipping around you to work at your corset.

You weren't too happy with having to relinquish your grip on Jane’s ass, but you did so in order to allow the ravenette to undress you. Piece by piece, Jane removed fabric from your torso, tossing your corset to the floor and peeled down the loose fabric that once covered your chest. When your muscled chest was revealed to Jane, she whimpered as she awestruck by your beauty.

“You- Oh, sweeting...” The ravenette’s hands wandered to feel your breasts, fingers tweaking at your nipples. She took the time to pay attention to both nipples, sucking each in her mouth and moaning as her tongue swirled the sweet bud. Her mouth pulled away with a pop, her pupils blown with a desire she could no longer contain, “Touch me? Please?”

You didn’t verbally reply, but instead you nodded once, choking back nerves and the feeling of lack of experience. Jane must have sensed your nerves as she pulled at your right wrist, grasped at your thumb, and guided your hand to the front of her underwear.

She even went so far as to guide you verbally in exactly what she wanted - you followed every direction as your heart pounded wildly. “Put your hand in my panties baby… Yes, okay… Can you feel how wet I am for you? Do you feel how wet you made me? I’m always drenched after you kiss me… Slip your fingers a little further in… Oh, god, yes. A little higher... Mhmm… Yes. Rub right there. Oh, sweeting… Rub my clit, baby.”

With her arms thrown around your neck and her face buried in the crook of your neck, Jane’s hips began bucking against your hand in her underwear. Her moans and demands became distorted as she became lost in the sensation. “Play with- Oh, darling. Yes. Yes, you are doing so good. Now… Try… Try going a little lower… I want you to- Oh, dear. I want you to put those fingers inside me…”

Jane raised her hips off your lap, giving you greater access in positioning your fingers into Jane’s dripping hole. As the first digit slipped in, Jane dropped her head to your shoulder, overjoyed with how much she loved having you touch her

This wasn’t the exact sensation Jane was looking for from you… She needed more.

“Another… Please, darling. Add another finger.”

Your forehead had come to rest on Jane’s sternum, your face narrowed as you focused on Jane’s moans, directions, and nonverbal cues. You wedged another finger into Jane’s cunt, earning a guttural groan from the ravenette.

Jane began rocking against your hand, effectively fucking herself and growing more desperate at the same time. “Oh sweeting.. You… Oh my god. darling. Yes, keep going.”

You became lost in it all. It was unlike something you had ever experienced to be so wanted and yearned for. You adored the feeling of Jane’s wetness around your fingers - so much so that you allowed your thumb to wander through Jane’s slick just to play with her clit again. “You are so wet. You- You are so beautiful… I love you. I love you…”

The ravenette’s hands found your cheeks and pulled you into another kiss, only this one was filled with mingling moans and breathy cries. The intensity of your love was almost too much for Jane to handle.

Jane was so disappointed with how she couldn’t hold out any longer. The mingling of the two sensations was beyond what the ravenette’s brain could handle. “I’m sorry- I can’t. Oh, darling- I’m gonna-” In a sudden wave of climax, Jane’s hand gripped the back of your neck and she slammed her hips down on your hand, hoping it would prevent you from teasing and overwhelming her any further.

“Janey…” You mumbled at the suddenness and violent nature of Jane’s orgasm.

Jane’s breathing was heavy, but after a few minutes, she caught it and was able to finally form a coherent thought. “Can I touch you? Can I do the same to you?”

“I- Uh, yes. Please.” You weren't looking to admit your inexperience quite yet, especially when Jane’s orgasm came so naturally. The throbbing between your legs told you that you needed to feel Jane’s delicate fingers against your clit.

“Lay back for me…”

You did as you were told and laid back on the bed, chewing at the inside of your lip as you did so.

With a slight giggle, Jane wobbled to her feet, standing on the bed to remove her underwear and skirts. Her words were absentminded and genuine as she settled on the bed between your legs, “I’ve never been so in love with someone before… You make me so happy…” The ravenette’s fingers began gathering your skirts, pushing them higher and higher until she needed your help, “Come, darling. Lift those hips for me…”

There was a slight hesitation from you which only made Jane sit back on her knees and cock her head. “You are so very beautiful… I would love to touch you, but if that will make you uncomfortable, there is no pressure to do so… Do you want me to touch you?”

You nodded quickly, “God, yes…”

Curling her fingers around the fabric of your skirts once more, Jane gave a push. Her words seeking to rile you up as she bunched the fabric around your waist. “Have I made you wet? God, I can’t wait to feel you against my fingers. What if I tasted you with my tongue? Would you like that?”

“Fuck…”

When the rare curse left your mouth, Jane proceeded with confidence. She settled her body between your thighs. Jane gently rubbed her hands over your thighs and spoke softly, needing your say-so before she proceeded any further. “Are you ready?”

“Mhm…” You groaned, hips pressing down into the mattress in anticipation. When Jane didn’t touch you right away, you offered a clearer form of consent, “Yes, touch me…”

While Jane knew she should have aired on the side of caution through light touching, she couldn’t help it when she lowered her tongue to your cunt. She used her fingers to spread your pussy open while her tongue probed deeper, sliding around your clit to draw a moan from you.

You hadn’t expected to fall apart and sound as vulnerable as you did. Your whimpers and moans filled the hotel room as Jane seemed to know exactly how to lick and suck. Fists gripping the sheets above your head, you attempted to dispel the strange feeling of the coil tightening in your center.

Jane’s upper arm strength was no match for your bucking hips. Each time Jane tried to keep you down on the bed, you bucked her hips into Jane’s mouth anyway, feeling an insatiable need for more.

Worked up from Jane’s orgasm and now Jane’s sweet tongue, you knew you wouldn’t be able to last much longer. Jane ended up driving you over the edge by a final suck at your clit. The ravenette was sure she was in heaven when she felt your thighs clamp down around her head and a flood of wetness over her chin.

Jane gave your cunt a final long lick and pulled away to crawl back up your body with a dazed smile. You were quick to capture Jane in your arms and roll them over so you were laying half on top of the elegant ravenette. Not only had you experienced sexual pleasure from another for the first time, but you knew you were wholly loved by Jane as well.

“Mmm, you are so wonderful… You did a marvelous job…” Jane hummed as she raked her fingers through your long hair and began pressing kiss after kiss to your forehead. “When I think about how much I love you, it makes me feel out of breath… or maybe it’s you laying on me.”

“Mmmsorry…” You mumbled sleepily, shifting slightly off Jane, but still remaining on her enough to smother her with love.

“And some say you are such an innocent little thing. Only if they knew what I did…”

You only chuckled in response. From anyone else, you wouldn’t appreciate the description, but the way Jane said it gave you a deep satisfaction.

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The ravenette had snuck away from your bed to listen to the music. You had spent an afternoon in bed, exploring one another’s bodies and sharing all the moments over the years that filled you both with love for the other.

Jane’s body was covered in a blanket, her face turned into its fabric as it smelled faintly of you. The ravenette was almost in disbelief that this relationship could be this fulfilling for her.

The sound of the balcony door opening drew Jane from her daydreams of her future with you.

“Enjoying the music, darling?” You hummed as you lowered your lips to Jane’s neck.

“Mmmhmm, but I was just thinking about how much I missed you.” Jane smirked, her hands reaching up for you in hopes you would come snuggle with her. “Care to join me, sweeting?”

“Happy to…” You smiled sweetly as you circled Jane’s chair and placed yourself in her lap, her arms drawing you against her chest. Together you could enjoy the music and beautiful views wrapped in one another’s warm embrace.

Taglist: @charymobile, @bri-sonat, @smutuniversesblog, @opheliauniverse, @renravens, @whenyouhaveanobsession, @scream-queenlover, @mcufanisme, @peanutbutterprincess , @myzzjolanda, @principal-weems09, @imlike-so-gaydude, @xuukoo, @brienneswife, @dumbasslesbi, @giogwensversion, @milciak, @gela123, @thevillagegay, @katiemcgrathsbitch1, @naomi-m3ndez, @mysaviorfalsegod, @salems-spaghettios, @imgayforwoman69, @bychrissi, @h-doodles, @alexusonfire, @weemssapphic

#jane murdstone #jane murdstone x reader #gwendoline christie #gwen christie #The Personal History of David Copperfield #fanfiction #fanfic #oneshot #jane murdstone smut #smut

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