I DON’T WANT TO SLEEP WITH MY SISTER

STOP SAYING THAT YOU CUNTS

Back Stabbin Betty | Marley/JD

marleybeckett:

Marley was stunned. He was jealous? Of Maxwell? If the look on his face hadn’t been so sad looking, she would’ve laughed right then and there. Instead, she crawled over to him. With her face peering over his exhausted one, she dropped her head slowly while closing her eyes and initiated a soft, tender kiss to his lips. Bringing her head back up so that her face was hovering over his, she smiled sweetly, almost angelic. “I wouldn’t do that to you. Ever. Not with him, not with anyone. “

Sitting back up with a humble smile across her lips, she tugged at his shirt, urging him to sit up and face her. “You don’t have to be jealous. But I need to know what to do to stop you from breaking everything you see when your sister gets under your skin.” 

An expectant look on her face, she lifted one side of her mouth into a half smile. “I know that you don’t really trust me, but I do trust you, master. I can’t stand by and watch you destroy your house and yourself,” she looked at his injured hand, “any longer.” 

The smile crept back across his lips while his doe crawled her way to him, it was almost in slow motion the way she moved. The way she crawled slowly… It was fucking entrancing. He sighed at the soft kiss she placed against his lips, watching her carefully while she moved back, his eyes dare not stray from hers. “Never?” he quirked a brow. “Not even if the guy was better looking than me.” yep, try and make a joke out of the situation.

Jeff let his body be moved up by the girl, his body going exactly where her hands directed it. “Of course I had to be.” he raised a hand up, tracing her jaw softly, looking at her like there were no other women in the fucking world. Which to him, there currently were none. “It’s you.” he nodded. “As for my sister?” he closed his eyes, thinking back to childhood for just a moment before shaking the sinking feeling. “I’ll try harder okay.” he didn’t care about breaking things.

“Hey no, I trust you.” he got up on his knees, cupping her face completely in his hands, ignoring the pain from the broken one. “I trust you okay? And I’m sorry - I don’t care about my house. I care about you. And it wasn’t my sister that made me so mad I was just gunna go sweat it out. But when Max tol…” he could barely finish the sentence without choking on the words. “Didn’t mean to scare you.”

(Source: jeffrey-denver)

Back Stabbin Betty | Marley/JD

marleybeckett:

Marley couldn’t help but to smile. As his hand stroked the skin of her leg gently, she shivered. She was quickly brought back to what had happened earlier, not even 30 minutes before. His anger and the way he took it out on the house, and on her. She loved that he was being so kind to her, and so gentle, but she couldn’t keep going without knowing why he was always so angry.

Pushing herself up, she scooted away from him, sitting with her back against her headboard. She drew her legs up against her, hugging her knees like a nervous child as he watched. “Master, what happened? Why were you so angry? Why did you believe I would have sex with another man, one that I know you hate? I haven’t even had sex with you yet.” At her words, a blush crept to her cheeks, slowly dotting her skin with a pink undertone. She had no idea where these questions came from, or how she had been brave enough to ask them, but there wasn’t anything she could do about it now.

The frown on his lips grew large when she pulled away from him. He lay on he bed for a moment before flipping over and looking up at her, sighing. She moved up to the edge of the bed and curled up like a beaten puppy. It was almost sad… Fuck had he pushed her too far? He’d not really DONE anything that drastic, had he?

“What —-” he groaned, right the anger. He’d broken half the damn house in his fit. “My sister got under my skin, and then Max on top of it. I’m sorry.” he huffed. “It’s not even so much that I believed it, I mean I did for a little. But I know you wouldn’t do that to me… Would you?” he laid back on her bed, staring up at the ceiling, a hand raising to his face, rubbing it. “I didn’t like the idea that he touched you. I want to be the only one that gets to do that.” he admitted; the man was a jealous one, cut off the hands of anyone that dare touch his pet in a heartbeat. “So I was jealous.” he grunted.

(Source: jeffrey-denver)

Back Stabbin Betty | Marley/JD

marleybeckett:

Marley turned her head as he moved, instinctually responding to his movements. After worrying and worrying, she had decided that giving in for a while couldn’t hurt her that much. The kisses he trailed along her neck were like fire on her skin, leaving scalding impressions as he moved to the next spot. She closed her eyes, taking her bottom lip between her teeth and biting down gently. Marley had no idea she could feel like this- these emotions made her feel more alive than she’d felt before. 

Emitting a low moan, her eyes opened in surprise as she caught herself before the sound came out a second time. She brought a hand to her mouth in embarrassment, covering her mouth in a useless attempt to keep it from happening again. “I’m sorry, Master. I don’t know what that was.” Her eyes timid, she watched him. 

JD loved the taste of her skin; he continued to leave soft kisses along the nape of her neck, exploring her flesh as if it were his to have - which, it was, and he would. His hand couldn’t help but grip at her body, his dropped considerably, his body aching to touch hers even if just for a moment. His torso pressed lightly to hers, the contact made him shiver slightly. She was impossibly perfect; he had no idea how he was going to handle being around her for long periods of time and then having to leave. The more he had of her the more he needed the rest. 

A bright smile formed against her neck, he laughed a bit at her shock. “It was a moan.” he bit lightly at her neck again, hoping to force the sound out. “And it was beautiful.” Not hot, not sexy, beautiful - because it came from her. The hand that had been holding her side so sightly trailed down to her leg, finding a patch of skin to graze gently over.

(Source: jeffrey-denver)

Back Stabbin Betty | Marley/JD

marleybeckett:

The butterflies she’d always heard about had awakened within her, fluttering as she was carefully placed back down onto the bed. As he moved over her, she stared up at him, her eyes wide and trusting, though fear and anxiety had her slightly paralyzed. She’d never been in a position like this. Marley was entering new territory and it had her worried. 

Her worries vanished briefly with each pass of his lips over hers, sending the pesky sensations of delight to wash over her time and time again. She was sure that once she got used to this; how his touch turned her to mush, how his kisses lit every vein in her body aglow. At the present time, however, she was faltering. Marley needed direction. All of her years of being home schooled hadn’t prepared her for this. 

Sighing softly he readjusted his body on hers, keeping hovering above her to avoid hurting her at all. One arm fully supported his weight as the other ran down her side, resting to the delicate curve of her hip. Her body was so petite and delicate. She was beautiful - if he could take his dream woman from his mind and make her real, this would be her. This was her; his pet was the woman he’d always wanted. She was perfect, from her timid nature to her awkward smiles.

JD let his kisses trail, deciding that exploring her lips wasn’t good enough, however fantastic she tasted he needed more of her. He wanted to feel her flesh against his lips; see the was she whimpered as his kisses made their way across her neck, down her collarbone, only to nestle into her shoulder and assault the tender skin at that beautiful slope. He was soft and sweet; the kisses long and delicate.

(Source: jeffrey-denver)

@JD

mastersebmarkus:

jeffrey-denver:

Of course. We need to hang out sometime, I don’t think we have. It happens. That’s how she is, more so than most. I called her pretty today and that turned into I want to fuck her. WHICH I DONT

I completely agree. Want to come out or over for a drink? I’ve noticed. I’m sorry you had to go through that.

A drink sounds fucking awesome. And yeah it sucks, she hates me but whatever. No big.

@JD

mastersebmarkus:

jeffrey-denver:

mastersebmarkus:

Yes, you are. I apologize. I don’t mean to offend.

You’re certainly not bad to look at yourself. And it’s okay, no matter how much of a cunt she is she’s my sis.

Oh? Well, good to know. I appreciate it. She seems to have taken my comments the wrong way. Typical woman.

Of course. We need to hang out sometime, I don’t think we have. It happens. That’s how she is, more so than most. I called her pretty today and that turned into I want to fuck her. WHICH I DONT

@JD

mastersebmarkus:

Yes, you are. I apologize. I don’t mean to offend.

You’re certainly not bad to look at yourself. And it’s okay, no matter how much of a cunt she is she’s my sis.

@JD

mastersebmarkus:

jeffrey-denver:

mastersebmarkus:

Possibly. Don’t know, I just know I don’t want to fuck her.

And because of that, you’re fucking awesome. It’s a god damn breath of fresh air. “Your sister is hot” Is really getting old.

You’re hot. She’s a twig.

Am I? No need to bad mouth her, she is still my sister. Well thank you. I like you more and more.