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“Swipes of Love?”
Nya turned the DVD in her hands, skeptical of the vague title and cheesy-looking cover image.
“Yeah—just thought it sounded cool,” Jay replied. “It’s about online dating or something?”
Nya shrugged, handing it back to him. “Works for me.”
It’d been Jay’s turn to choose a film to watch. The two of them were seated in the small TV room aboard the Bounty, ready for their weekend movie night.
“The guy behind the counter even told me it was good,” said Jay. He got up and slid the disc into the player, then settled next to Nya on the couch.
The dim light of the TV blinked and filled the room. It was a gray autumn night outside, and the Bounty was rocking softly as it rested on the town docks. They’d parked the ship near Ninjago City for the weekend, and the rest of the crew had gone into town for a night out.
It was rare that Jay and Nya had the Bounty to themselves, let alone a moment of peace. Nya had intended to take full advantage of it.
“C’mere,” she murmured, drawing Jay close. They cuddled up to each other, and Jay brought his arm around her shoulder with a contented sigh.
“This—this is my favorite part of movie night,” he said.
The film went on, and Nya’s mind began to wander. She'd been thinking about taking their movie nights further for weeks, fantasizing about everything they could be doing to fill the time.
Instead of acting on it, she was stuck sitting with Jay and watching another cheesy rom-com. She’d been waiting desperately for him to make the first move, but every thought of it only made her more impatient.
Jay was still in his gi from training earlier in the day, and a part of her was preoccupied with the thought of stripping it off of him. She sighed, holding to his arm, and tried to push it from her mind enough to enjoy the movie.
As it dragged on, the clichés became just as annoying.
"Y’know, I don't understand why she doesn't just make up her mind and pick," Nya murmured, leaning her head on Jay’s shoulder. "If I were her, I'd shut up, choose Duke, and be done with it."
"Mm, same," Jay replied. He didn't seem to be paying any attention to the screen; he was only focused on her cheek resting against him.
“Come on, you’re the one who picked this,” said Nya, elbowing him playfully. “You could at least pretend to be following along.”
A gasp from the television returned their attention to the screen, where the woman was now swooning into her fiance’s arms.
"I love you, Duke," she whispered. He sighed and pulled her closer, and the sounds of their kissing then filled the room.
The music swelled in the background, and Nya felt Jay turn to her. He met her eyes with a soft, hopeful look.
“Hey, if you wanna kiss me like that,” she murmured, “come and do it yourself.”
Jay didn’t hesitate, drawing her to him. As their lips met, Nya was taken by the softness of his touch, the warmth of his arms as they rested around her. She drew a hand through his hair, deepening the kiss, and she felt Jay’s breath catch as her tongue brushed his lip.
The movie had been forgotten, and again Nya wondered how far Jay would be willing to go. She could feel her heart beating faster, a warm excitement rising within her. Jay placed a hand at her lower back, bringing her closer, and the scent in his hair—a mix of body wash, musk, and sweat from training—made her almost feverish.
“I need you,” the man whispered to the woman on-screen. Jay drew back to look at Nya, a dreamy expression on his face.
“And I need you,” he said softly.
Nya smiled, running a hand through his hair. When she happened to glance at the movie, she saw that the couple had moved to the bedroom, beginning to strip and grope each other sensually.
Jay followed her eyes to the television, blinking at the scene before them.
"Oh." Jay coughed. "I, uh, didn't know there'd be a scene like this."
Nya laughed, elbowing him. "You totally did."
"I didn't, I swear!” Jay blushed. “I don't want you to think I intentionally, y'know, chose this just for the—that." He swallowed, his eyes darting to her and back. The girl was already half-naked on screen, and the soft, seductive music in the background now seemed much harder to ignore.
“I mean…” Nya whispered, her heart suddenly fluttering, “we could… have some fun like that, too.”
She trailed a hand along Jay’s thigh. He swallowed.
“We... could,” he breathed. Slowly, he drew her in for another kiss, and she slipped into his lap with a contented hum.
They held each other for a long moment, Jay’s hands trailing her waist. When she brushed her tongue to his he whimpered, practically melting into her, and her every urge was to throw their clothes off then and there.
From the screen the woman let out a low moan; they both turned to watch as the man began to finger her. Jay stared at them wordlessly.
“Uh, so—just to be clear, that’s also what you…?”
“Mhm,” Nya hummed, trailing her mouth along his ear. She shifted her hips, and at once she felt his erection pressing to her thigh. She smiled, and she could feel a sort of heady excitement rising in her, an urge to draw herself against him.
She dragged her hips across his lap, brushing the solid heat of his cock. It was thick, she noted, and he already felt fully hard beneath her.
"You get this worked up over a little movie scene?" she murmured playfully.
"No,” Jay breathed, “it's—just for you." He exhaled as she circled her hips, savoring the warmth of him between her thighs.
“Alright, no more distractions, then,” Nya whispered, reaching for the remote and flicking it off.
Jay’s eyes were locked on hers as she brought her attention to his waistband, thumbing it while she met his gaze.
He swallowed, his face coloring deeper.
“Y’know, I’ve never really been—I mean, I haven't—done this, or really had a girl do, um… anything, before.”
Nya smiled. “How’s this, then?” she asked teasingly, drawing her hand along his clothed erection. She cupped the heavy underside with her palm, stroking the head as it pressed at the fabric of his suit.
“It’s—good,” Jay breathed, his hips raising slightly. Nya circled her thumb along the tip, feeling the wetness where his precum had gathered. She couldn’t help but admire him in the soft light, his hair slightly mussed and a blush creeping along his neck.
She came down and knelt between his legs, feeling bolder. The damp spot had grown darker, and the outline of his cock was now full and straining for attention. Her arousal burned as she drew his pants down, revealing matching blue boxers patterned with black.
Jay gave a weak laugh. “Y’know, I was kinda—wondering when this would happen,” he managed. “I just didn’t wanna pressure you into it. But I mean, I was thinking about it all today and honestly as soon as we started that movie. But I don’t want you to think it’s the only thing I think about when—“
“Jay?” Nya asked.
“Yeah?”
“Stop talking for a bit.” She leaned forward and kissed the head of his cock, mouthing it softly. A gasp escaped him.
“Got it, yep.”
He swallowed as she freed him from his boxers, wrapping her fingers around him. His cock was bigger than she’d expected, and the thick, heavy heat of it in her palm was making her mind swim with possibilities.
She felt a rush of anticipation as Jay shivered, leaking into her hand. Her eyes drew up to his.
“…Do you want me to use my mouth?” she asked in a low voice.
“Yes,” Jay squeaked. He cleared his throat again. “I mean, you can also do—literally anything. Like, I mean your hands, or just—“
She cut him off with a lick to his tip, his hand flying to grip her shoulder.
“Or that—that’s good. Anything’s good,” he breathed.
She spread his thighs further apart, savoring his reaction. “I’ve been wanting to do this,” she murmured, bringing the flushed head to her lips. Her eyes were locked with Jay’s as she licked the underside, drawing him sensually into her mouth.
Jay groaned. She could feel his gaze above her as she moved teasingly along the shaft, taking him further. Her palm cupped the base of his cock, soft and heavy.
“Oh my God, Nya, you’re so good at this,” Jay managed, whimpering slightly.
Nya laughed, pulling back for a moment to stroke him. “I’ve barely even started.”
She leaned forward and took him in one, long motion, excited by the way that his hips raised to meet her. The noises he made were incredibly enticing, her own wetness growing between her thighs.
She closed her eyes, admiring the thick, heady heat of him on her tongue. Jay’s fingers laced her hair as she began to move along him in slow, teasing strokes.
He whined as she pulled away to lick the shaft. “You’re cute when you squirm,” she murmured. As she took him more eagerly, she could feel him beginning to tense, his fingers tightening in her hair.
“Nya.”
Jay’s hips bucked slightly, his hand guiding her forward. He shivered, and Nya was burning with the urge to slip her own fingers beneath her in turn.
“Nya—Nya, wait,” he gasped. Nya hummed, circling her tongue across his head. Jay had begun panting, tugging her hair in warning.
“Nya, wait, I’m going to—“
Nya’s breath caught; she moved faster, her mouth working itself along him. Jay’s hips bucked forward, and Nya couldn’t help but adore his soft whimpers and moans of pleasure. She was burning with need as Jay gave a long whine, grasping her hair as he spilled into her mouth. She pulled back slightly, catching his release on her tongue.
Jay was whimpering as Nya lapped at his tip, holding it until he was spent.
She swallowed and pulled away, her cheeks hot. Jay was breathless as he watched her.
“Oh my God, Nya, that was—thank you," he managed. "But I'm—um, sorry I didn't last that long."
Nya smiled playfully, climbing onto his lap again.
"It’s okay," she murmured. "We're just getting started."
She reached forward, untying Jay's top. Hearing Jay come had awakened something within her, and she was now aching for more of the same.
"Yes," Jay gasped. “Just tell me what to do—I’ll do whatever you say.”
Nya kissed him, long and soft, before drawing up to his ear. "You can start by undressing me," she murmured.
Jay's hands reached for her dress, unclasping its backing. He was speechless as he slipped it off of her, staring for a long moment.
“You’re—so beautiful,” he whispered.
Nya smiled and opened Jay’s gi, pushing it back to reveal the hard muscles of his chest. She ran a hand along the toned line of his stomach, leaning closer into his ear.
"Take my panties off too," she whispered.
Jay swallowed. "Um—would you want to lie down for it? I'd like to—do something for you, too."
Nya felt a rush of warmth at the thought, her heart jumping slightly.
"Okay—I'll lie back," she said. "And you come down between my legs."
“Whatever you want," Jay breathed.
He positioned himself between her, spreading her thighs apart. Slowly, he drew her panties down, staring at her wetness with wide eyes.
"God, Nya. You look—so hot. Everything about you is just…" He swallowed, flushing harder.
Nya smiled, taking his hand and guiding it to her. "Touch me here, then."
Jay nodded and came forward, circling his thumb around the soft skin. He ran a finger through her folds, and Nya’s breath caught as he brushed her clit.
“Jay—right there,” she said breathily. “And use your other hand, too.”
Jay nodded, watching with rapt eyes. He slipped a finger into her, the other circling her clit. Nya gasped, burning with need. She wanted more, his hand warm and teasing around her wetness.
“Put another in, and curl them up slightly—there.”
Jay was breathing heavier, and Nya could feel her heart thrumming harder in her ears. He worked his fingers faster, brushing against her spot, and Nya’s hips raised in pleasure.
“Nya?” he asked quietly. “Could I maybe—use my mouth too?”
Nya propped herself up. “Of course.”
Jay exhaled, bringing her hips forward. He spread her thighs further apart, then brought his face between them.
“Okay,” he whispered. “I’ll—start.” He brushed his lips to her entrance, running his tongue along the length of the slit. Nya gasped, threading her fingers into his hair.
“Focus—on my clit, too,” she said. Jay hummed in affirmation, bringing himself forward. He circled his tongue around the top, lapping at the flushed bud. Nya shivered, grasping at him. “That’s good.”
Jay made a noise in his throat, licking her faster. He slipped a finger into her again, grasping her thigh with his other hand.
Nya sighed as he worked her with his mouth, her pleasure growing with each brush of his tongue.
“Fuck, Jay,” she whispered, pulling his hair.
Jay glanced up, his eyes heavy-lidded. “You shouldn’t swear,” he murmured teasingly, still curling his fingers into her.
“Shut up,” she breathed. He brought his mouth back to her, and she could feel him licking her with greater need, lapping around her wetness and the tip of her clit. She raised her hips against him, moaning, and Jay pushed his fingers further into her.
She could feel a heat rising on her skin, burning with need. She wanted more, and her need only grew with each whimper Jay made as he licked her, his own hips grinding slightly into the couch.
“Jay—stop for a second,” she managed. When Jay pulled back from her, she saw his cock was full and flush beneath him, leaking at the tip. “You’re—already hard again?”
Jay looked away. “It was hot," he muttered.
Nya could feel her heart thrumming, her eyes set on the thick length of his cock.
“Okay, I need you inside me like, now,” she said.
Jay nodded. "...Where do you want me?"
“I'd say on your back.” She pushed him down onto the couch, letting him lie back as she straddled his hips. Jay watched her with wide eyes.
“God, Nya,” Jay groaned, “to be honest, I’ve thought about this so much before that I can’t even believe it’s real.”
Nya laughed softly, kissing his neck. She watched him with a low-burning hunger, drawing her hands across his stomach.
“I’ve wanted this too,” she murmured, reaching back to unclasp her bra. Jay stared at her breasts as she tossed it aside, raising her hips and aligning his cock between her.
“Ready?” she asked. Jay whined in approval, and slowly, Nya lowered herself onto him. She closed her eyes, savoring the warm feeling of fullness at his entrance, the small catch of Jay’s breath.
“Nya,” he whimpered, his hands grasping her waist. Nya exhaled. Jay felt bigger than she’d expected, and it took her a moment to adjust before settling onto him and leaning back.
Slowly, she began to circle her hips, moving back and forth across him. A warm pleasure began to rise within her, and she moved faster, raising herself with her thighs.
She rose and fell in small strokes, savoring the thick heat of Jay’s cock. Jay was whimpering, drawing his hands around her waist as she pushed into him.
“That’s good,” she whispered, shivering as Jay’s hips bucked up to meet her. He was panting harder, his eyes fixed on her in silent need.
Nya closed her eyes, bouncing herself against him. Jay had begun to thrust into her from below, and her legs worked in small movements, meeting him in turn. She sighed in pleasure, and Jay quickened his pace, drawing her closer against him. He was panting hard, and she could hear only their soft sighs against each other in the small room.
Jay faltered for a moment. “Hey—Nya?” he asked, his voice slightly rough.
“Yeah?”
“Can I—get on top of you?”
His voice had an edge of desperation to it, and Nya could feel her heart flutter at the thought.
“Yes,” she said quickly.
He lifted and pushed her onto her back, parting her legs with a shiver.
“Thank you,” he breathed, aligning himself and entering her. He hissed out a breath, grasping her thighs. “God, that’s good.”
He began to thrust into her, quick and needy. Nya was craving more, burning at the strength of his arms, the weight of him above her.
“Faster,” she groaned. She pulled him closer, aching.
“Yes, Nya.” Jay panted against her neck, and Nya held to him tighter, shivering at a hard stroke of his hips. His low, eager whimpers were beating hot at her ear, and she could think of nothing but the warm press of his cock inside her.
“I love you Nya,” Jay gasped. Nya was growing closer, and she could feel the hairs rising on her skin like a current, her heart thrumming faster in her chest.
“Nya,” Jay whimpered, repeating it over beneath his breath. She was taken by the sight of him, his eyes closed in pleasure and his forehead streaked with sweat. A spark flew from his side as she felt a jolt of warmth rush through her, electric and tingling across her skin.
“I’m almost there,” she breathed. Jay nodded, reaching eagerly to stroke her clit. He thrust into her faster, shivering as she tensed around him.
“I love you so much,” he gasped, spilling into her. Nya moaned, trying to pull him impossibly closer. Jay was shuddering, whining as he continued to thrust into her, and soon Nya was brought to her edge.
They held to each other, panting and senseless with pleasure through their climax. Nya let out a breath, easing ever slightly as it began to subside.
After a long moment, Jay’s hold loosened on her hips.
“…Wow, I got a little singed there,” said Nya breathlessly. Jay gave a weak laugh, pulling out of her slowly. She could feel his seed still in her, warm and leaking.
“Oh—stay there,” Jay whispered. He got up and returned with a cloth, cleaning her up before laying down.
Nya was still alight in her afterglow, a satisfaction that seemed to radiate from her core. She drew Jay in for a kiss, her heart fluttering.
"I love you too," she murmured against him. When they pulled away, Jay was still watching her with a sort of breathless disbelief.
"I’m… glad I chose that movie,” he said.
"Mm, I was planning on doing this anyway,” Nya replied, “but the movie was a convenient excuse.” She kissed him again, smiling. “I’m gonna shower before the others get back. Come in and we’ll cuddle later.”
Jay nodded, watching as she left. He wrapped his gi loosely around himself before slipping on his pants, splaying out contentedly on the couch.
Suddenly, a tapping sound came from the window above. Jay looked to see the other ninja standing outside, the three of them fist-pumping in approval.
“Hey, nice job man!” Cole called through the glass. “You finally scored!”
Jay scrambled up and nearly fell off of the couch. “Wh—how long have you guys been there?”
Zane stepped forward. “We returned a half hour ago and heard loud noises coming from the television room, so we decided to go back into town,” he explained. “We have just returned again.”
“Hey Romeo, is it safe to come in now?” Kai shouted.
Jay pulled his gi tighter around himself. “Yeah,” he called, “but don’t go scaring me like that again, God!”
“That guy has no off switch,” Cole remarked as they walked across the Bounty’s deck. “He was so loud that I could practically hear him across the dock.”
Kai shrugged. “Dunno what else you’d expect. It’s Jay.”
“Yeah,” Cole huffed, “but at least we have the decency to keep quiet when we fuck.”