The Shenanigans of Javi Garcia and Amelia Jones (Javelia Smutshots)

Halloween Shenanigans

"Your Pop Pop fixed the AC real good" this was literally the last line Amelia jones ever thought she'd hear while she was bent over a desk, with nothing but a velvet cloak, pink scales on one side, smooth black on the other tied around her neck, tight enough to choke, and the set of cheap plastic vampire teefers stuck to her actual teeth being the only traces of the outfit she had work earlier that evening that remained.

All the while a zombie— if he could be called that, with that white goop that passed as makeup, on his face— with his dad's shirt open up front and his dad's pants slid down to his ankles, pumped into her with staccato.

"Yeah well it's his job... do you really think he'd be that bad at it?" She shot back indignantly, being fucked or not, Pop Pop slander was intolerable.

"Hey I was complimenting" he chuckled, and then bent low, so he could whisper in her ear in a low, seductive voice, "but it's good to see you all riled up..." and then, added the word that had been setting her on fire all day, ever since he found out her Halloween costume, "vampire"

Amelia had honestly never imagined this boy, if all, could say words in such a seductive voice, and make her heart race a thousand miles an hour.

Of course, first impressions are deceiving, and while Javi WAS the same sweet boy he looked like he was, a complete personality change, (that involved teasing, playing, dirty talk, a ton of kinks— role-play included— the sheer amount of risk euphoria, and the overall attitude) was not expected by her, when she discovered its existence, being pinned to the wall of a cubicle, and he had just teased her for almost an hour, mercilessly, before actually getting into any sort of pleasurable activities.

Tonight also, she was the one who had started on the seductive note. Happily forgetting to wear any sort of underwear, knowing a certain black ranger was going to be at the BuzzBlast Halloween Party, her pink vampire outfit, perfect hairdo, soft blush and a perfect thinky-pinky-pink lipstick to mask those plastic fangs, with just a hint of eyeliner to make her dark eyes look kohl dark, and so much more seductive when she'd wink at him.

In the morning when the group had been discussing their costumes, (and helping Zayto look for one) Amelia had already made plans for how she wanted the night to end. Of course, Javi going as Warden Garcia was a biiiiit of a mood killer, considering he was old as fuck and not something that would turn her on at all, but as they set up the scary ass obstacle course for Ollie together, (Zayto and Izzy in another part of the woods) he convinced her that it would be oh so fucking cool, imagine it as hate sex. And she also suggested he touch up the costume into a zombie or something... and that was exactly what he had done (giving Izzy the fright of a lifetime)

"And I thought zombies were supposed to be slo—" she started taunting, but he never let her continue, going into overdrive, fucking her harder and harder, until she screamed, "Oh! OH YES!! YES YES YESSS!!!" all thoughts getting flushed from her mind, as her muscles contracted in orgasm, while he continued to working into her, punctuating every word of hers with a thrust.

He pulled out, and gave her an entire second to relax, grinning smugly at her, his cock still erect and ready to take her, and she turned her head back at him, flashing her fangs, and making a biting gesture, and hissed as he slapped her butt once, twice, and then, gripping her by the waist, turned her around.

Now on her back, head still dizzy from the second orgasm of the night, she found her legs around his waist, and he leaned in closer, their lips almost touching, but not quite yet, and he chuckled, "I'm going to ruin all that pretty make-up of yours" he whispered, in a zombie like voice, that made her chuckle, "don't underestimate any zombies."

She had to admit, while the white makeup, that was slowly wearing off, giving his skin a pale, yet pinkish flush, the makeup around his eyes was done to perfection, and as he looked at her with nothing but mischief in his mind, she knew this, the darkness was doing a very good job at turning her on... especially with the whole evil bad boy glint that followed with the smirk. It went well with her own, she imagined, and grinned.