(Btw based on his latest videos he's a femboy in this so yeah I also have basically no knowledge on femboys so uhh)
Lukz's thighs were already shaking by the time Jakob pulled him in, dragging him down into his lap without a word.
"Jakob," he breathed out, already breathless, wriggling slightly in those little sleep shorts he wore to get what he wanted. "You're not gonna be gentle, are you?"
Jakob didn't answer. He never did, not at first. Just leaned in, kissed the corner of Lukz's mouth, then lower, dragging his lips along his neck while his hands slid under Lukz's shirt. No bra, of course. Nothing between them but heat.
Lukz let out a quiet whine, grinding back against him like he couldn't help it.
"I wanna ride you," he whispered, voice catching.
Jakob's grip on his hips tightened instantly. That was all it took. Lukz stood up on shaky legs and stripped fast—shirt, shorts, all of it pooling at his feet. He stood there, naked, flushed, his cock already leaking and twitching, thighs soft and trembling.
Jakob sat back, unzipped his jeans, and pulled himself out, thick and already hard.
"Come here," he said, voice low.
Lukz climbed into his lap, knees spread, eyes wide and eager. He reached between them with one hand to line him up, then sank down, slow and steady, gasping as Jakob stretched him open.
"Fuck," Lukz moaned, head falling forward, hands braced on Jakob's chest. "You're so deep, I—fuck."
Jakob let out a breath through his nose, both hands gripping Lukz's waist, holding him still.
"You wanted this. So move."
Lukz nodded, mouth open, starting slow. His hips rolled and bounced, every motion slick and loud and needy. He moaned with every drop, biting his lip, trying to keep it down but failing miserably.
"You're so fucking good like this," Jakob muttered, dragging his nails down Lukz's side. "Bouncing on my cock like you're made for it."
Lukz let out a choked little sound and kept moving, faster now. His cheeks were flushed, his skin sticky with sweat, and every time he came down, he whimpered like it was too much but couldn't stop.
Jakob grabbed him tighter, fucking up into him hard enough to make Lukz cry out.
"Such a pretty little thing," Jakob said. "You'd let me fuck you in the back of a grocery store if I asked."
"Yeah," Lukz moaned. "I would. I would, I—fuck, I'm close."
Jakob grabbed him by the throat, just enough pressure to make him gasp.
"Come," he said.
Lukz went quiet for half a second. Then he broke.
He came untouched, cock twitching against his belly, his whole body jerking. He was still moaning when Jakob held him in place and started thrusting up harder, fucking him through it, making him shake all over again.
"Jakob, wait," he cried, "I can't— it's too much—"
"You can. Take it."
Lukz's voice broke on a sob, overstimulated and wrecked. But he didn't stop. He clung to Jakob's shoulders, riding it out as Jakob dragged him through every last second of it.
"I love you like this," Jakob murmured, lips against Lukz's neck. "All fucked out. All mine."
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Sit still, baby (lukz and Jakob smut!)
عاطفيّةLukz just wanted to ride. Jakob gave him everything he asked for and didn't stop there. No camera, no edits, just messy, raw sex and the kind of grip that leaves bruises. He told Lukz to sit still. He didn't.
