what if every slice of cheesecake was actually a mariachi band in a different form but then they transform int o their true form when u put it in your mouth that owuld explain why cheesecake taste s so good

His breathing hitched. Dark, arched eyebrows rose and knitted together as Jack's lips parted in pleasure. "(F/N)," he sighed, running cool fingers through your hair in encouragement as you glide your tongue alongside the bottom of his bulbous, leaking head.

The flesh was heated in your mouth, and you admired the way it pitifully leaked small, salty fluids against your tongue. Jack was writhing beneath you, and he tugged harshly at your hair. His erotic response only served to heighten your arousal as you slid your lips from the blushing tip and used your tongue to swirl the creamy substance around his slit, listening to Jack's groans of pleasure increase in volume.

The bed dipped as he rose up onto his elbows, blue eyes watching your progressions with a look of anguish as you lapped at his slit over and over at an unrelenting pace, forcing the foreskin back and forth. "Ah!" he gasped, and his grip on your hair tightened. "Stop...teasing me!" he demanded, only to break off into a shiver as you exhaled hotly onto his pulsating shaft.

You hummed in content and slid your fingers along the base of his cock. His balls clenched uncontrollably against your thumbs as you fondled them idly. "You know," you murmured, and swirled a fat droplet of precum around the head once before pulling away with a smirk. "The whole submissive thing really works for you, Jack." You watched with an air of amusement as yet another layer of blush surfaced on his skin.

"D-Don't get used to it..." he breathed, and he shuddered when you pulled back the foreskin with one finger and gingerly massage the pink flesh underneath with another. "Haah!" His blue eyes screwed shut as he chewed his lip, trying to contain his arousal. "J-Jeez, (F/N)," he stuttered out between moans, "use your mouth!"

You immediately bring your actions to a halt, and Jack whines in response. "Given your position," you said, running your palms up and down his inner thighs, "I think you should be asking a bit more nicely..."

Jack's eyes snapped open, and he appeared taken aback. "Hell no."

"Oh?" The corner of your lip tugged upward. "Well, alright then."

Before the spirit could protest, you grasped the base of his cock and began to fist it idly as if you could do this and eat a sandwich. Jack, on the other hand, responded beautifully - his pale form recoiled into your dark sheets and he could barely withhold his barrage of moans. "You're...kidding," he whimpered, pale lips trembling as he watched you lower your mouth to the head of his cock and prob at the reddened flesh with the tip of your tongue.

"I think not," you breathed, splashing your heated breath all over his erection. By this point, his foreskin had fully retracted on it's own, leaving nothing but overly-sensitive, flushed skin in its wake.

"No, don't-!" Jack fisted the sheets beneath him as you pressed your teeth against his slit and dragged downward. "F-Fuck.." He collapsed back onto the bedsheets with a groan.

The corner of your lip tugged upward at the sight. "Come on, Jack," you teased as you added a bit more twist to your wrist when you neared his head; Jack released a strangled cry, his hips jerked into your palm. "Is your ego really that big?"

Jack toyed with the possibility of swallowing his pride and just giving in. The route of just breaking down and begging was degrading, yes, but far less humiliating than laying there and whimpering like a whore. A harsh throb of his cock sent his arousal into overdrive, and he knew that he couldn't take anymore. His soft, trembling lips parted, and a weak plea floated into the musky air: "(F/N), p-please. Please, suck me off."

His every word sent stimulating shockwaves down to your crotch. The squishy feeling between your thighs became as prominent as daylight, serving as yet another reminder that you needed to get a move on. "Hold still," you said, and Jack obeyed. Without warning, you leaned forward and took as much of his throbbing erection as you could into your mouth.

"(F/N)," he moaned, his eyes fluttering shut as his length was engulfed in delicious warmth.

You lowered even further until the tip hit the back of your throat, and you groaned around the flesh, loving the way it made you feel so full.

You used your fingers to rub whatever wouldn't fit, twisting and caressing as you began to bob your head. "Yes, just like that." Jack's voice was low, tainted with lust. His cool, slender fingers fisted in your hair and helped you develop a faster rhythm, forcing your head up and down as he thrusted shallowly into your mouth. "Nn- ah! Yes, so good.."

Pleasure tingled down your spine, and the way he tugged your hair only fueled your arousal, which was now causing small rivulets to leak down your thighs.

"You look so beautiful," he said, smoothing the hair back out of your face as he continued thrusting shallowly, "with your lips stretched around my cock like that."

That was enough to send your fingers fumbling between your legs and probe in and out of your leaking entrance. The way Jack kept murmuring filthy words as he essentially fucked your mouth left you teetering on the edge, where every movement of your fingertips against your blushing flesh served as enough to pleasure you to the point where you shook violently on the sheets. The mere thought of him plunging his straining length into your tight confines was enough leave you sucking almost violently, teeth dragging back and forth over tender skin.

"Oh, god, (F/N)!" Jack's movements became spastic as he jerked heedlessly into your mouth. "Fuck, (F/N), I'm gonna-!"

You swiftly removed your mouth from his throbbing erection, paying no mind to the pre-cum dribbling down your lip. "Oh no you don't!" Your swift grasp on the base of his shaft kept him from spewing. Jack shivered all over and whimpered. "Just...uh...breathe, or something," you said, eying his length suspiciously. In your defense, it really did seem ready to blow any second. "Uh, you okay down there, man?"

Jack was breathing harshly beneath you. "Yeah, I.." Pant. "I-I'm fine." He shakily arose onto his elbows and fixated his weary gaze onto your form. "Lets just do this already,"

You can't help the smug grin that graces your features when he flips you onto you back and settles himself between your legs.

"What?" He asked, cocking a brow as he began spreading your thighs.

You crossed your hands behind your head, your smile widening. "You're cranky 'cause you weren't in control."

A blush scribbled across his cheeks. "What are you talking about," he grumbled as he took hold of his erection and began massaging the blushing head into your entrance. "I...ah..I was, a-always in control."

You fingers curled into your hair as you sighed. His administrations were making you weak, and you honestly couldn't find the energy to tease him any further. Instead, you settle on a, "whatever you say, m-man" and wriggle your hips for more. "Nnngh, h-hurry up!"

"I can't until you...hold... still," he gritted out. His cool fingers dug into your hip bones, forcing you in place. "I can't do anything if you keep wriggling like that, n-no matter how good it feels.."

You complied, chewing your bottom lip in anticipation. The heat radiating from the tip warmed your core, and you could feel his gaze biting into you like electricity. The pressure at your entrance intensified, and you froze in shock at the sensation.

"Breathe," he whispered, leaning forward over your flushed form as he sank into you.

You gasped, forcing yourself to take in air, as the burning pressure at your entrance threatened to overtake your form. Inch after throbbing inch forced its way into you, leaving you helplessly impaled beneath him. Your eyes watered at the discomfort, but hidden under the pain was an undeniable, mouthwatering pleasure that drew strangled mewls from your throat. "Deeper," you whined, completely caught between the two extremes of pain and pleasure, leaving you writhing in a wonderful, confusing mess.

Jack ceased his progressions when he was half way inside. The sheer tightness of your cavern had given him a slight tremor, and he was desperately fighting back the desire to just take hold of your hips and ravish you until you were nothing more than a whimpering, hot mess.

"D-Don't stop!" Your pleas dragged him out of his thoughts. "Please, Jack! D-Don't stop moving.." You tried to impale yourself further, but his grip was like steel. "Please!"

A smirk crossed his features, and something dark flickered in his eye. "Shh," he soothed, and nipped gently at your ear. He gave a tiny thrust of his hips, and you almost wailed. You panted helplessly as he worked his way inside with small, mind-numbing motions. "Don't pass out on me." His teeth bit painfully at your earlobe, keeping your senses in overdrive as he finally sank in to the hilt.

Jack chuckled softly against your neck as broke down into a babbling mess that consisted of a cross between, "oh my god," "Jack, please," and "yes."

He graciously nipped at the smooth expanse as a distraction from the burning pain that came with adjustment. "I'm going to move now, okay?" He whispered, cool breath splashing over your heated skin. At your nod, he wrapped your legs around his hips and picked up a slow slide, in and out of your body.

"That's it, let me hear you, (F/N). Does it feel good now?"

"Y-Y-Yes!" You stuttered out between moans, wriggling your hips in pleasure after each thrust. Your walls twitch and quiver around his length as it picks up in pace, pummeling in and out of you with a ragged rhythm. "Jack, I-I..haah!"

A smirk played his lips as he grinded especially hard after a thrust, reveling in your pitiful moans. "Hn?" He asked, feigning obliviousness. "Were you gonna say something?"

The wet slapping noise emancipating from his every thrust was making you dizzy. You struggled to assemble words of speech while drowning in the onslaught of sensation. "J-Jack," you whimpered, your arousal raging to the point where it borderlined painful. "Jack, please...t-touch me."

Your desperate tone sent shock waves to his groin, and he quickened his thrusts. "Are you sure you want that?" His voice was husky in your ear, and you clenched around him with a moan. "You- nn, ah! M-May wind up regretting it.."

You wriggled your hips in an attempt to match his rhythm, but to no avail. "I d-don't care," you whined in between thrusts. "I-I just, need to c-cum, Ja-ack!"

The bed creaked with a rigor as he rocked you into the sheets. His eyes, hazy with lust, fixated on your own. "Well, alright then," he grunted, adjusting your hips around his backside as he angled himself. "Just don't bother begging me to stop when it becomes too much."

You moaned in anticipation, watching as he roughly removed himself and drove into you at a new angle, absolutely smashing your swollen clit in the process.

Your body quivered and tensed as you released a silent scream. Jack half-chuckled, half-moaned as he continued penetrating you at that particular angle, leaving you struggling for air.

His cool breath splashed into your ear as you clawed at his shoulders, his back. The pleasure was too intense and real and it burned so deep into your core that it verged on painful. Teeth tugged at the lobe of your ear as you released ugly, animalistic growls, jerking roughly against his shaft.

"Y-You're...mine now, (F/N), do you understand me?" Jack's tone was demanding in you ear, barely audible over the harsh pants leaving your lips. Calloused fingers took hold of your hair and forced it to the side. "Mine."

You released a strangled sob as his thrusts lost rythmn. The mattress creaked and groaned beneath you as he literally fucked you into the sheets. "I-I," you strangled out between gasps for breath. "Y-Yes-!"

"If I as much as see you with him," his tone was feral and you could feel him glaring holes into the side of your hair. His movements were growing shallow and frenzied, and his breath was laboured against your skin. "I'll fucking rip him apart."

Another smooth slide over your clit turned your blood into electricity, and you came hard enough to see the vast expanse of the stars. Jack's lustful slur of "mine, mine, m-m- Ah!" sounded muffled in your ears as you convulsed around him, barely noticing the white fluids that spilled out of your form.

Your went limp beneath him as Jack grinded roughly into your cavern and released a scalding liquid that filled you up in seconds. You shivered with aftershocks, desperately trying not to pass out as he continued riding out the last of his orgasm.

If not for the residual pleasure still nestled in belly, you would have found Jack's weight to be extremely uncomfortable when he finally collapsed on top of you. He was panting harshly, and the vivid red in his cheeks contrasted perfectly with his liquid, cerulean eyes.

He quirked a brow when he caught you staring. "What?" He asked, voice slightly winded.

Your response was interrupted by your own, weak moan when he slipped his softening length from your twitching confines. "Nothing," you said. "Don't worry about it."

Jack sluggishly rolled onto his side and pulled you onto his sticky chest. "No no no no no. You know I hate when you do that. C'mon, tell me."

"But it's stupid!"

"No," he dragged. "Only Bunnymounds are stupid, and you're not a Bunnymound."

A small smirk stretched across your features, and you mentally shook your head. "I was just gonna say," you began, mapping out bone structure against his chest, "that...I dunno, you're just...really...attractive, I guess."

He scoffed lightly. "Anyone would look better than that bag of turds you were with before," he mumbled. "You're really pretty, too."

You rolled your eyes. "Bluh, bluh, bluh." Your face sought refugee in his chest as you pitifully attempted to cover your blush. "Whatever."

A soft rumble shook his torso as he chuckled. "I love you, (F/N)," he said, running a finger along your bottom lip.

The burning in your cheeks intensified and suddenly Jack's nipple became the most motherfucking fascinating thing on the face of the planet. "Yeah, I..," you mumbled, slightly distracted from the surprisingly calming feel of Jack's thumb on your lips. "I...love you, too. Now shut up, stupid."

jack: aw come on babe, just say it

me: rg...ggh. ..

jack: please? for me?

me: . . o k..

jack: :)

me: i... .. i . . love .. . y.. . .ugioh.. .

jack: ?

me: i love yugioh