rough jontim animatic as a little treat
rough jontim animatic as a little treat
Man jons kinks are very funny because they’re just. So telling. Oh you wanna realllyyyy lean into being Elias’ employee. You want him to be your dad. You wanna be his dog. Mkay. You view Tim as smarter and Better than you and you want him to get you drunk out of your mind so you don’t have to worry about impressing him. You want to be just something cute and helpless to fuck. Okay. Sure. You want to be something cute and so so smart for Sasha and be her whiny little pet that impresses her so much and makes her so proud and does so many tricks on command? Sure. I’m sure this says nothing about your deep rooted emotional trauma. Nothing at all.
Basically. Jon wants to be Elias’ student/employee / dog, to be sashas kitty, to be someone lost and confused that Tim’s taking under his wing and teaching him how to be a good boy, and gerrys mutt/prey. Any questions.
Thinking about my JonTim agenda today.
Tim seeing Jon who is just trying so hard to get a good grade at work. Who clearly has not been properly socialized, like a feral cat. Just being like, mine now, slowly breaking down that veneer of professionalism to the extremely stressed theatre kid with anxiety underneath.
Tim treating Jon like a little brother, and oh boy there is something there to unpack but don’t worry about it. Tim teasing him out of his shell, dragging him about, but still always careful not to push him too much. Them being huge nerds together, Tim info dumping about architecture, and then Jon going on about his latest Wikipedia binge.
Tim kissing Jon after one of these nerd sessions, and apologizing, but Jon just kisses him as well. Their relationship escalating from there.
Tim accidentally calls Jon his little brother at some point maybe after sex. Tim freezes cause he’s thought it before, but it’s weird, that’s weird and he’s ready for Jon to get disgusted. He is not ready for Jon to blush so pretty and hide his face against Tim. Tim cautiously asking if Jon likes being his little brother, Jon mumbling against his chest that he doesn’t hate it.
Their relationship not really changing, it had already hovered on the edge between romantic and familial, just now Tim doesn’t bite back comments that cross that line. Tim teasing Jon as he’s fucking him telling him how his brother is going to take care of him. Isn’t he so lucky to have such a cute little brother. Jon whining and blushing, because god he’s so turned on and please Tim you’re going to kill him.
Tim promising to protect Jon because he’s his only family now.
Tim should call jon “kid” during sex and he should lose his mind over it. Who said that
Tim would call jon baby boy when he’s being all bratty. Jon talking back and Tim just rolling his eyes like “ooh yeah big tough guy, so scary. Cmon, let’s get you nice and full, alright?” Not taking it seriously at all. Not having to admit how badly he needs it makes it a lot easier. Grumbling into his shoulder as Tim coos “aw, cmere kid. There we go. Does that feel better?” As Jon stops being all whiny and starts trying to get him further inside, making cute little ah ah ah noises.
Things I am currently thinking about Tim calling jon
- little buddy
- little guy
- kid
- baby
- baby boy
- poor baby
- kiddo
- big guy (in a mocking way, make him feel like hes being silly. Does wonders getting him to actually behave.)
Oh no. Now I’m gonna be thinking about jt ageplay forever
I have jt brainrot now and I'm blaming you. Tim knowing just how to get jon to behave,, Tim not taking his bratting seriously because he knows how badly he wants to be good how good he'll be the second he sees Tim won't make fun of him, the second he gets comfortable. Teasing him until he's just a sweet little puddle underneath him, making such cute little noises,, Jon doing that little brother thing of wanting to help with Everything. Wanting to know everything. Finds one of Tim's toys and is immediately extremely curious even if he doesn't think he'd like it. Tim teasing him for trying to bite off more than he can chew, Jon all mopey that Tim won't let him do what they both know he can't take. Tim saying he's gotta be the responsible one, he is his big brother, someone's gotta look out for him. Jon gets very flushed and whiny, suddenly not caring much about the toy,, I just. I just think that they
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Jon was prone to biting off more than he could chew, that was doubly true when his thoughts were so small. It was so easy to just slip into the feeling, but it made making decisions difficult. Perhaps that’s why, while waiting for Tim to return Jon had decided to push himself, show Tim he could be big, that he wasn’t a baby. Jon whimpered his eyes screwed shut, one hand steadying the large toy the other holding himself stead as he tried to push down on it.
“Hey, no baby you’ll hurt yourself,” Tim’s exclamation had him nearly topple over, unable to hold back a small yelp as he shifted suddenly. Tim had only been gone a few minutes, but honestly he knew better than to leave Jon alone in this headspace, he always managed to get himself into trouble. Tim wrapped his arms around Jon’s waist lifting him gently away from it, settling Jon in his lap. Jon whined in complaint, reaching out but Tim took his hand lacing their fingers together.
“Silly boy, taking more than you can, you’re just a little thing.” Jon blushed, sticking his lower lip out in an exaggerated pout, turning his head away. The affectation may have been more convincing if Jon had also stopped clutching his hand. Tim chuckled his free hand squeezing one of his hips, which had Jon yelping, and glaring at Tim now.
“Grumpy boy, I’m sorry for not letting you push yourself,” Jon scrunched his face up as Jon kissed his nose, protesting as that just lead to an assault of kisses. Jon tried to fend Tim off, only to be wrestled onto his back, with very little effort on Tim’s part. Tim continued to kiss him as his hands roamed over his body, swallowing the tiny gasps he made as Tim fondled his chest.
“My sweet baby, so sweet for me,” Jon gasped as Tim’s hand slid between his legs, two fingers pressing into him while his palm rubbed against him. Jon squirmed as the sensations built, letting out soft gasps, each one accompanied by a soft chuckle from Tim. Jon couldn’t think much, and trying to get free was clearly futile, trying to wiggle free just had Tim redoubling his efforts.
“Don’t worry, your big brother will make you feel good in a way you can handle.” Jon keened as the waves of pleasure finally broke over him, his body going limp briefly. Not that Tim stopped, his fingers still pressing deep into Jon, who couldn’t stop letting out soft gasps as he tipped into overstimulation.
“Please,” Jon whimpered, it was too much, he didn’t know whether he was asking Tim to stop, or keep going. Tim clearly took it as the latter, redoubling his efforts till Jon was coming again, his back arching as he trembled. He collapsed back against the bed, practically a puddle as Tim lay beside him pulling him close.
“See you just have to let your brother handle things sweet boy.” Jon whined softly hiding his face, maybe being little wasn’t so bad if Tim held him like this.