Wait actually I should be doing Way more with recording shit. It’s be So fun.
We’ll start woth some good-old fashioned somnophilia. Sorry I’ve got a hankering for Joncon today lol. Just. Elias creeping down into the Archives in the dead of night, when Jon is passed out in document storage. Unbuttoning his shirt to reveal his bare chest (Jon having taken off his binder when he went to bed). Playing with his tits, soft and perky. Unzipping his pants and masturbating over Jon’s sleeping form, taking pictures of Jon exposed and covered in ejaculate, then cleaning him up (but not putting his shirt back on) and leaving. In the morning Jon will wake up, trying to convince himself that he had simply forgotten to fully rebutton his shirt after taking off his binder, Knowing that someone had seen him bare and vulnerable.
Jon should be such a massive exhibitionist and it should only get worse after being claimed by the eye. Anything sexual is exhibitionism when the ceaseless watcher watches your every movement. I’m sure he’s normal about it. And the fact Elias can see inside his head. And knows all his deepest fantasies.
I think Elias should get to take sexy photos of Jon just. In general. Jon’s just sort of indulging him at first but he’s starting to enjoy it, a little bit. Elias softly instructing him, sometimes moving him gently, praising him for being so good, just so obviously and nakedly appreciating Jon and his body. Jon starting to get a little wet, gasping quietly when Elias pushes his legs open, reveals his glistening cunt to the camera…
See I thought I was currently only capable of feeling miserable and stressed and maybe teetering a little closer to some very self-destructive behaviors than I would like but then I was reminded of that one joncon home invasion fic and turns out I am indeed also still capable of Horny. Not that this is much more helpful but. Ok.
I want Elias to take one look at how eager to please Jon is and to use that for Sex Purposes. He should gently and lovingly show Jon how to stroke his cock, how to suck him off, how to fuck him. And Jon should take it all in with wide eyes, curious and exploratory and trying so very hard to be good for Elias. To please him.
Was reminded of this so instead of being responsible I will Hornypost.
Anyway Elias should teach Jon how to touch himself too. No matter how much Jon insists that he knows how, that he’s done it before, Elias is insistent. Makes Jon show him how he rubs his cock, how he opens himself up, how he fingers himself. Telling him when to add another finger, how to move them. When Jon finally manages to cum, when he’s limp and loose and panting, cunt positively soaked with slick, Elias should pin him down and push inside him. Fucking him nice and long and slow as a reward <3
Jon in S4 who has recurring sexual fantasies of Elias kidnapping him and forcing Jon to be his pet (sometimes dog, sometimes cat, sometimes unspecified). Elias forcing a tight collar around his throat, keeping him leashed, forcing him to crawl around on all fours. Muzzled until he stops trying to talk, to say “no.” Not allowed to wear clothes unless Elias wants to dress him up. Trained to present his hole for Elias on command. Forcibly kept as Elias’ precious beloved pet no matter how much he fights it.
Working petplay into the aro!Jon agenda btw. He could never even begin to articulate it but he likes it because it makes things easier. He can be unreserved and straightforward in his affections because he’s just a pet. Just a good boy. Doesn’t have to play the delicate balancing act of too much/not enough. He doesn’t have to be romantic, and the attention he receives from his owners isn’t necessarily romantic in the classical sense either. He has a clear role to play in the relationship, and so does his partner. Doesn’t have to worry that he’s loving them wrong because he knows how he’s supposed to (and it’s always been so much easier than the hearts and the flowers and the declarations that are just the right amount of sappy, he’s never understood any of those things). Doesn’t have to worry that he’s doing something wrong because he’s be scolded. Be punished. Because he knows what to do already anyway.
For some humiliation prompts from… a while ago actually lmao. Look I can’t lie brain’s not braining so good and I think I might’ve bungled the ending but by god do I just want to get something. ANYTHING posted. Sorry, I hope it’s alright.
(Every time I post JE noncon I feel a teensy bit guilt for how ooc it is. I know he would never do this (to Jon)!! He would want it to be Jon’s choice!! Unfortunately noncon breeding w/ forced orgasm is like. THE kink for me and I’m willing to overlook a LOT for the sake of being horny on the internet.)
Warnings for:
Noncon. Like. Just throughout the whole entire thing. This is just 1.8k words of Jon getting publicly raped.
Jon is drugged (well it maybe functions more as a muscle relaxant, they’re relatively lucid. But still.)
Idk if this needs a warning but. There’s also a lot of unwilling arousal and forced orgasm in their too, as well as (threats of) forced impregnation.
Jon is recorded by others. Also without consent.
It is implied that Jon is worried they will be assaulted again that evening (including if they pass out), although it is unclear if that is actually the case.
Tired as hell and worried I’m forgetting something. Idk. The main point is: fic under the cut:
“You look beautiful like this.” Elias murmured, thumb brushing against Jon’s cheek. They struggled, tried to kick out, break free, do anything, but their limbs weren’t responding. Too weak to do more than twitch; they hadn’t even needed to be restrained.
Elias smiled down at them so kindly that they ached. “Shhhh, none of that now. I’ll make it good for you, I promise.” He retreated, then. Slipped from Jon’s view and left them alone and exposed on the soft, padded bench. They could look for him, wanted to. But that meant turning their head and seeing the sea of faces. All those awful watching eyes, contemptuous or pitying or cruel or lustful. Staring silently at their supine body, stripped of their shirt, their binder. If they had to see their assistants in the crowd too… they weren’t sure they could bear it.
Jon touching himself to the thought of going from “dad no wait please you can’t that hurts wait please stop-” to “more more dad I need more dad please” for the millionth time. Send tweet
Y’know what I think Jon might like somnophilia from both ends.
Just. Getting to enjoy someone else’s body. No fuss, no awkwardness. No having to worry about their pleasure. Just grinding against someone until he finds release. Fucking into them with a strap until he cums. Whining softly as he rides their cock. No worries about embarrassing himself. About reciprocation. About anything more complicated than feeling good, enjoying the ability to touch without restraint.
Of course he likes the reverse, too. Getting to please someone else, letting himself be used. Don’t need to worry about making them feel good, about doing a good job, about being enough. Only knowing he’s been used when he wakes up to the taste of slick or cum in his mouth, on his skin. To cum leaking from one of his holes. His agency stripped from him, lying back helpless and oblivious as somebody else helps themselves to his body.
And he worries about it endlessly. Does it make him a bad person to fantasize about these things? Does he want to hurt people? Is he somehow cruel or dangerous? Is he fetishizing other people’s abuse? The guilt and the shame come creeping every time he thinks about sex (which only makes it appeal more, really. Nobody to see, nobody to know. Unless he’s the victim, of course. Blameless, unable to fight back against a violation he didn’t know was happening). Either way, it’s never enough to turn his mind away from the concept when he touches himself.
Y’know what I think Jon might like somnophilia from both ends.
Just. Getting to enjoy someone else’s body. No fuss, no awkwardness. No having to worry about their pleasure. Just grinding against someone until he finds release. Fucking into them with a strap until he cums. Whining softly as he rides their cock. No worries about embarrassing himself. About reciprocation. About anything more complicated than feeling good, enjoying the ability to touch without restraint.
Of course he likes the reverse, too. Getting to please someone else, letting himself be used. Don’t need to worry about making them feel good, about doing a good job, about being enough. Only knowing he’s been used when he wakes up to the taste of slick or cum in his mouth, on his skin. To cum leaking from one of his holes. His agency stripped from him, lying back helpless and oblivious as somebody else helps themselves to his body.
And he worries about it endlessly. Does it make him a bad person to fantasize about these things? Does he want to hurt people? Is he somehow cruel or dangerous? Is he fetishizing other people’s abuse? The guilt and the shame come creeping every time he thinks about sex (which only makes it appeal more, really. Nobody to see, nobody to know. Unless he’s the victim, of course. Blameless, unable to fight back against a violation he didn’t know was happening). Either way, it’s never enough to turn his mind away from the concept when he touches himself.
Elias should help Jon explore this I think <3
Especially the first aspect. Telling Jon it’s ok, he understands. Fond, a little condescending too. Sometimes Jon just needs his father’s cock, his cum, and who is he to deny his darling boy? Jon can do whatever he wants as long as he doesn’t wake him.
He won’t let Jon refuse but Jon tells himself that he won’t. That it would be wrong even with Elias’ permission. He shouldn’t. But then one night he wakes from a dream, aroused, rutting into Elias’ leg as he sleeps. And he hates himself for it but he’s so turned on and he just keeps going, humping Elias’ thigh until he cums in his briefs. And it felt so good and it’s still not enough. He’s whimpering and climbing into Elias’ lap, shakily pulling his cock out of his underwear, so anxious and afraid and so so wet. So needy. He knows he should at least get a condom but he doesn’t want to stop. Can’t stop himself. He just wants this so bad. Needs Elias inside him as soon as possible. Sinking down slowly onto his cock with a soft little whimper. Rolling his hips forward, trying to stifle his moans and cries. He’s slumped forwards onto Elias, whispering “please please please” as he keeps going. He cums again and it’s still not enough. Not with Elias soft and sleeping under him, cock still hard inside of him, buried to the hilt. He keeps going rocking back and forth until he brings himself to yet another orgasm, barely even noticing as the clenching of his walls causes Elias to finish inside of him.
When he’s done he slinks back. He needs to clean Elias up, needs to hide the evidence of what he did (Elias said it was ok, said he wanted Jon to do this) (Jon still feels so guilty). But he can’t get up to get tissues, not without the risk of disturbing Elias. That’s why he has to take Elias’ limp cock in his mouth, gently sucking on it while he rubs his clit. That’s why he has to lick it clean as he cums with a soft little gasp. Finally fully sated, Jon crawls back up the bed and curls himself in Elias’ arms, trying to pretend he didn’t just have some of the most satisfying orgasms of his life.
And it’s going to happen again, and again, and again. Each time Jon tries to pretend is the last time, but it feels so good that he always succumbs to his libido in the end, aching for Elias’ cock. It’ll only get worse when the symptoms start, when he realizes that he’s pregnant. They were being so safe otherwise, but during those dark, quiet hours where Jon uses Elias’ sleeping body he rarely remembers, can’t tear himself away even when he does. He knows how he got pregnant, just like he knows that in a few nights he’s going to stretch himself out and fuck himself on his lover’s cock while he sleeps peacefully beneath him….
There’s a small but non-zero handful of kinks that I kinda want to post about on here but I’m terrified of some asshole finding them and using them as proof that I’m like. An evil abusive monster or whatever.
I love thinking about Jon’s S4 je sexual fantasies because you know that’s when they get really intense for him. He’s got sooooo much Elias-related baggage and also General Problems that manifest in a variety of kinks and fetishes and also, realistically, probably needs to distract himself from the constant hunger.
Anyway I think Jon should start having breeding fantasies. Thinking about Elias using him, filling him, breeding him. (About being connected to Elias permanently. About being forced to carry a piece of Elias with him for nine months). Idk I’m tired as hell. And maybe also I just want to think about Jon being impregnated. Idk.
Thinking about Jonelias w/ monster future!Jon in the time travel AU. Obviously Elias is a little (very) scared of this much more dangerous, much more powerful version of his Archivist, but he’s fascinated too. They’re so beautiful, stunningly inhuman, yet somehow unmistakably Jon. He wants to learn everything there is to know about them, wants to map out every fascinating part of their body, opening up their cunt while lapping at their unsheathed cock, running his hands over their scales.
I think he should get rimmed by their long sandpaper tongue until he cums without touching his cock, future!Jon fucking him after. I think they should go into heat and present themselves for him. I think they should keep their chest hidden during their previous encounters but now that they’re all wet and desperate and aching to be bred their tits are all exposed for Elias to grope and explore and enjoy.
Oh and make no mistake, past!Jon is absolutely there too. Doesn’t know which one of them he’s more jealous of, fingering himself as he watches them have sex. I think during heat he has to share future!Jon. Doesn’t have the stamina to keep up with them, and in any case he can’t breed them like they need (not that he can’t be bred by them, as he’s going to discover a few months after their heat, when he starts experiencing an odd but persistent nausea…). But he still feels that jealousy, that loneliness, this aching certainty that he’s somehow disappointed them both, that they’re far more interested in each other than they ever were in him.
Idk this got kinda rambly and directionless, it’s just what caught my mind lol.
Jon was MADE to have a collar lovingly placed around his throat as he gasps and stares up at his lover (owner). He needs someone to slip their fingers onto his collar and tug him forward to kiss him at bite his lips and promise more, later, if you’re good… it’s what he was designed for.
Young intern Omega Jon waking up at the tail end of his heat curled against Elias still seated and stuck on his knot. Jon’s body covered in bruises, reaching up to find a fresh bandage on his neck covering his new claiming bite. Jon starting to panic, which just makes him clamp down, which wakes Elias.
Elias holding Jon close soft rumbles coming from his chest working on Jon’s new instincts to trust his Alpha. Jon knowing in some small part of himself that this is wrong, but the fresh mark on his neck rewired most of that. Jon looking down at his stomach which is distended, he half wonders if he’ll look like this is Elias’s breeding takes.
Jon starting to cry softly, as he considers that actually this might be bad. Elias thrusting lazily into him, chasing away those distressing thoughts Jon is having.
Elias forcefemming transfem egg Jon. I have no idea how someone would sneakily apply hormones but Elias should do it (maybe applying it in gel form while she sleeps?). Making her drink lots of water and then keeping her too long in a meeting until she wets herself and oh dear, looks like the only available clothes is a skirt someone left in the lost and found. Well, it’s very fetching, it suits you, maybe you should keep it. Jon’s confused when her chest starts to grow (why is it doing that? Is something wrong?) but afraid that if she goes to the doctor they’ll do something to reverse it (and why is she so afraid? Why did she feel so light and ecstatic when Elias said he thought her skirt looked beautiful on her? Why, when she first caught sight of herself in that dress in the mirror, did she stop and stare, drinking in the person she saw there, hit with that deep, odd longing that had haunted her her whole life?)
Jon depending on what flavor of trans they are has a forcefem forcemasc or forcequeer kink and Jonah has a forcemasc kink both giving and receiving it. In this essay I wi-
Goddd. Jon admitting to Elias her chest is growing Jon being needled into saying “Well if i go to the doctor, they might…reverse it.” Elias saying “you look healthy to me, if it makes you feel any better, Jon.” It doesn’t. What does is hearing him call them tits for the first time and woah. Okay. Okay why was that. A thing. She thinks about it for weeks. Everytime she sees herself in the mirror. Hfmfhhf. Look ok. She deserves to get forcefemmed. If you can’t crack your egg on your own you deserve a friend to crack it for you
Thinking about what it takes to finally crack 🥚 Jon in this au. Jon just being like, I enjoy having Elias call me a pretty girl, wearing skirts and dresses and I haven’t done anything about growing tits, but clearly that means nothing. Even Elias using a Leitner to give Jon a cunt for a little bit, and Jon subsequently stealing that book doesn’t crack that egg.
While at first Elias was enjoying that Jon was constantly confused and willing to go along with anything. Even he is just like how many layers of repression can someone hide under?
Thinkin’ about Jon with a breeding kink. Fantasizing about getting pregnant. About being round and full with someone’s child, claimed.
I think he should touch himself to the thought of being Elias’ live-in breeding toy in S4. Elias refusing to ever let him go no matter how much he begs and pleads and whines for it. Elias keeping him constantly pregnant, stuffing him full of cum after every birth to knock him up again as soon as possible. Keeping him on a breeding bench until he’s been impregnated again. Jon’s tits swollen with milk basically all the time. Elias bending him over while he’s too weak and drained to fight to use his pregnant body for his own pleasure. Hates how much the fantasy appeals to him, doesn’t understand it at all.
(He wants to be Elias’ possession. He wants to be kept and owned and loved and not have any say in it, any ability to change it. He wants to be claimed thoroughly and completely by his creator who abandoned him. Also I imagine ehe’d have a lot of Feelings about his own bodily autonomy (especially where Elias is concerned) he’d be dealing with and it’d probably creep into his other kinks. No he has not realized any of these things.)
I think Jon should also have a Thing for wetting himself. (I know I posted about this before but I’m too lazy to find it. Also I want to think about Jon pissing himself). Maybe it never occurred to him before, but one day he’s been stuck in a meeting for almost an hour and he started needing to use the bathroom 20 minutes. And it’s fine, he can hold it. But Elias slips the thought into his mind, “what if he couldn’t? What if he peed himself in front of all these people?” And Jon latches onto it. Elias had meant it as an anxious little thing, a bit of shame and fear that he could snack off of while discussing departmental changes, and it is working. But Jon’s getting aroused from it, too. A little wet at the thought of humiliating himself in front of all these people. And maybe it spirals from there. What if Elias pulled him onto the table and showed them all his soaked pants? What if he pulled them down to expose his wet cunt, glistening with his own urine? What if everyone there degraded and shamed him? What if Elias forced him to touch himself while they did? What if, when Jon cams, he also peed himself a little more while everyone around him jeered at him over his lack of self control?
And he is able to hold his bladder throughout the meeting, but when he finally does get to the bathroom he’s going to discover that he’s soaking wet, cock hard and aching in his folds. And he’s going to spend the rest of the day squirming in embarrassment and desire, and he’s going to begin touching himself to the thought of peeing his trousers in front of everyone else and even though the mere thought is appallingly humiliating he’s going to cum to it so hard and so much that he can barely walk afterwards.
I think Elias should find a way to send Jon his own fantasies in S4. Slipping his own memories of watching Jon masturbate while his Archivist is dozing or distracted, sometimes things he likes, sometimes things he thinks Jon likes.
And Jon is Very Normal about all of them, of course <3
Transfem egg Jon who has fantasies of being drugged by Elias. Telling her that she’s a good girl when she’s too weak to protest, can only let out a helpless little moan. Stretching her hole and fucking into her, telling her he’s going to breed her. That she’ll look so pretty for him, tits round and swollen with milk. And she can’t say anything, can’t correct him about not being a girl, about not having the right equipment for it. Mercilessly thrusting against her prostate until she cums untouched, all sleepy and helpless as he continues to play with her tits. Afterwards he slips a lacy bra and panties onto her, leaving her nearly naked and drugged on his couch while he goes back to work. Just keeping her in a drugged out haze while she’s too weak to fight against all the things she definitely doesn’t want.
Elias inviting 🥚 Jon to a fundraiser for three institute, of course he tells Jon he’ll provide something for him to wear. Jon getting a delivery the night of and it’s not the suit he’s expecting it’s a lovely dress. Jon staring at the outfit wondering if Elias meant to send this.
He is about to call before deciding to put the dress on, just because no other reason. It fits perfectly and makes his new breasts look even bigger with how his chest is now framed. Jon looking at himself in the mirror, imagining going to the party looking like this.
Elias arriving to pick him up before he’s stopped admiring himself in the mirror. Jon opening the door without thinking, before immediately blushing. Elias apologizing pretending he sent the wrong outfit, but it’s okay Jon looks lovely in this. Elias would hate for the two of them to miss the party, it’s very important after all for the institute.
I think a big part of jons rape kink is the one doing it not caring that he’s trying to get out. Both because it’s hot as fuck but also. What if he did what he always did, tried to push away what he wanted, and they didn’t stop. What if they gave it to him anyway. What if he screamed and raged and was as difficult as always and they *didn’t care.* What if they knew he needed it. What if it didn’t matter how much he tried to stop it. They know he wants this, even if he can’t admit it. And they’re going to give it to him, whether he likes it or not. Do you get it.
What if someone knew exactly what he wanted and he didn’t have to ask for it. What if someone knew he couldn’t admit it and wasn’t mad at him for it. What if someone held him while they hurt him. What if he got to be terrified and helpless and so so loved at the same time. What if he was so wanted and so cherished and he didn’t even have to admit he needed this. What if it didn’t matter what he did. What if he didn’t have to do the right thing. What if he didn’t have to do anything at all. What if he was completely blissfully helpless. What if someone dragged every single thing he wanted out of him kicking and screaming. What if he got everything he wanted and all he had to do was cum all over himself. And what if it was someone he viewed as his dad. What if it was someone who wanted to care for him so badly they wouldn’t let him deny himself this. What if they wanted to make him feel good and didn’t care if he thought he didn’t deserve it. What if it was his dad so they wouldn’t hurt him in anyway he didn’t want. Someone who’d take care of him even as they violated him. Who’d wipe his tears and call him good and say it’s okay, they know he doesn’t mean that, they’re not mad. What if.
I think Jon should also have a Thing for wetting himself. (I know I posted about this before but I’m too lazy to find it. Also I want to think about Jon pissing himself). Maybe it never occurred to him before, but one day he’s been stuck in a meeting for almost an hour and he started needing to use the bathroom 20 minutes. And it’s fine, he can hold it. But Elias slips the thought into his mind, “what if he couldn’t? What if he peed himself in front of all these people?” And Jon latches onto it. Elias had meant it as an anxious little thing, a bit of shame and fear that he could snack off of while discussing departmental changes, and it is working. But Jon’s getting aroused from it, too. A little wet at the thought of humiliating himself in front of all these people. And maybe it spirals from there. What if Elias pulled him onto the table and showed them all his soaked pants? What if he pulled them down to expose his wet cunt, glistening with his own urine? What if everyone there degraded and shamed him? What if Elias forced him to touch himself while they did? What if, when Jon cams, he also peed himself a little more while everyone around him jeered at him over his lack of self control?
And he is able to hold his bladder throughout the meeting, but when he finally does get to the bathroom he’s going to discover that he’s soaking wet, cock hard and aching in his folds. And he’s going to spend the rest of the day squirming in embarrassment and desire, and he’s going to begin touching himself to the thought of peeing his trousers in front of everyone else and even though the mere thought is appallingly humiliating he’s going to cum to it so hard and so much that he can barely walk afterwards.
Jon thinking about wetting himself while drugged. Imagining Elias slipped something into his coffee that made him all sleepy and helpless, lying back, squirming, too weak to do anything but moan “please, stop, no, dad” over and over again. So overwhelmed with pleasure, the haze of the drugs, that he barely even realizes he needs the bathroom until he’s peeing even as Elias continues to fuck into him. His helpless son, can’t even hold his bladder. Needs his father to take care of him, doesn’t he? Elias has been so irresponsible, letting Jon do whatever he wants without any supervision. Maybe he needs a caretaker, to be kept. Jon not even knowing what’s going on, but Elias is asking him a question (“you need me, don’t you? To take care of you. Can’t be trusted to do it yourself, can you?”) and he feels so good and he’s going to cum again and he’s nodding and whining and whimpering please please please and he doesn’t know why the fantasy is doing it for him but he’s cumming over his own hand with a wail and it feels so good.
Or maybe he imagines Elias waiting it out a bit. Jon not sure hey he’s so tired, sagging at his desk, stumbling into document storage to have a lie down. Drifting, dozing, he’s so tired, and soon he becomes aware that he needs the bathroom but he can’t get up, trying to hold it but soon he’s peeing himself, soaking his trousers, the cot, the sheets, so ashamed but so tired and he can’t do anything. And then Elias comes in, cooing over how helpless he is, his utter lack of self-control. Taking advantage of him, using his soft, pliant body. Filling him while Jon tries and fails to muster up the strength to stop it. Maybe he imagines Elias holding his spent cock up to Jon’s mouth, forcing him to lick it clean, slowly hardening as Jon clumsily licks along his shaft until he can force his way inside Jon’s mouth and begin to fuck his throat.
Just. Jon helpless and squirming and whining and needy and wetting himself while Elias rapes him <3
Jon sitting down to pee one day in S3 when he realizes that Elias is Watching him. Flushing with shame, wondering if Elias had seen his fantasies of wetting himself, how much it turned him on. Trying to hold it in but every time he tries to use the bathroom Elias’ unseen gaze always finds him again. And he’s getting more and more desperate to go, getting wet from how badly he needs it, from being Seen. Reaching down to touch himself before realizing Elias will see THAT, too.
I can’t decide where I want it to go from there…
On the one hand… Jon finally giving in, it’s starting to become painful. So he makes his way to the bathroom, hurriedly unzips, sits down (spreading his legs wider than he normally does) sighs with relief as he finally begins to pee. He has so much inside and he’s rolling his hips up in tiny circles and he can feel Elias’ eager, watching eyes, and before he’s even done relieving himself he’s reaching a hand down to rub his aching cock, erect in his folds, moaning and whining, letting out another small spurt of urine as he cums, cunt soaked with slick and pee, Knowing when Elias finishes into his own hand seconds later. Ashamed and knowing he’s going to do it again the next time he needs to pee.
But on the other hand, Jon stubbornly holding on. Trying to keep it in until the very last minute. Finally it’s unbearable and he can’t put it off any longer, he has to get up… but as soon as he stands he can’t help himself any longer and he releases a stream of pee, pissing all over his trousers, a small puddle forming on the floor, letting out a little moan as he does so, Knowing Elias has begun to touch himself to the sight….
Thinks about jons daddy kink slowly losing plausible deniability about haha it’s a daddy kink thing and going straight into the realm of fauxcest. Thinking about it. Thinks about the transition from it being oh I just like calling him that during sex to Ah. Fuck.
In the same vein as the tags I left on prev post: Elias taking Jon to a nice fancy institute party (he helped Jon pick out a suit, fussed over the options, adjusted his tie, smiled so warmly…), telling the other party-goers that Jon is almost like a son to him.
Thinks about jon questioning their gender and exploring it via batshit insane fauxcest fantasies. As one does. If you can’t comprehend your complicated relationship with gender on your own imagining having a dad to explore it for you and teach you how to be whatever you secretly want to be is perfectly fine.
I am once again thinking about Jon saying make me not as in being bratty but as in “I can’t do it please make me. I want it I need it I can’t so please make me, I need it so badly, please.” This can be applied to anything.
I think at some point Jon and Elias just start exchanging fantasies during their weird long distance mutual masturbation sessions. They’re just like. Telepathically sexting except without words just Ideas and Images. It’d be really funny if this happened in s4. He won’t let him visit him in prison but he will telepathically call him beautiful and his favorite. Gotta reassure ur boy somehow.
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The first (and perhaps only) time Jon and Elias hook up throughout the entire internship happens near the end, I think. Elias is an attentive lover, takes such good care of his boy, wants to make his first time so good for him. Jon calling him dad the first time he cums, horrified and ashamed. But it’s alright, Elias knows what he needs. Jon just needs to let his father take care of him. Jon feeling so good, Elias fucking him out of his mind, Jon clenching hard on his cock whenever he calls Jon his son, his darling boy. He brings Jon off multiple times before finishing deep inside. Holds him in the aftermath, petting his hair, murmuring praise and affection. Jon feeling warm and safe, held in his father’s arms (he’d hate himself for the thought, if he had the energy to do anything other than holding Elias back so tightly, head resting on the solid plane of his chest.
He asks Elias if he thought it was weird, wrong to call him “dad” during sex. And Elias kisses him so tenderly on the forehead. “Of course not,” he says. It’s a common enough fetish, and Elias is certainly old enough to be his father (a thought that makes Jon squirm very briefly in his arms, want to grind against him, so so turned on). It’s perfectly fine, it’s just a kink, it doesn’t mean anything.
And Jon lies quietly in his arms. Thinks about how much he looks up to Elias. How much he cares for him. Wants his praise, validation, respect, love. Thinks about his longing to be raised by Elias, his stupid little fantasy of being his son that started getting strange and sexual despite his best efforts to deny it. It’s not just a kink. Somehow, in some twisted way, Elias feels more like a father to him now than he ever did before.
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The first (and perhaps only) time Jon and Elias hook up throughout the entire internship happens near the end, I think. Elias is an attentive lover, takes such good care of his boy, wants to make his first time so good for him. Jon calling him dad the first time he cums, horrified and ashamed. But it’s alright, Elias knows what he needs. Jon just needs to let his father take care of him. Jon feeling so good, Elias fucking him out of his mind, Jon clenching hard on his cock whenever he calls Jon his son, his darling boy. He brings Jon off multiple times before finishing deep inside. Holds him in the aftermath, petting his hair, murmuring praise and affection. Jon feeling warm and safe, held in his father’s arms (he’d hate himself for the thought, if he had the energy to do anything other than holding Elias back so tightly, head resting on the solid plane of his chest.
He asks Elias if he thought it was weird, wrong to call him “dad” during sex. And Elias kisses him so tenderly on the forehead. “Of course not,” he says. It’s a common enough fetish, and Elias is certainly old enough to be his father (a thought that makes Jon squirm very briefly in his arms, want to grind against him, so so turned on). It’s perfectly fine, it’s just a kink, it doesn’t mean anything.
And Jon lies quietly in his arms. Thinks about how much he looks up to Elias. How much he cares for him. Wants his praise, validation, respect, love. Thinks about his longing to be raised by Elias, his stupid little fantasy of being his son that started getting strange and sexual despite his best efforts to deny it. It’s not just a kink. Somehow, in some twisted way, Elias feels more like a father to him now than he ever did before.
Split into two because I could <3. Anyway now’s the obligatory “and then Jon gets pregnant” part.
Jon doesn’t notice it until he’s back at school, starting his first (maybe second) year of college. The bloating. Tiredness. Morning sickness. Tells himself it’s just stress, that he couldn’t possibly be pregnant (he’s on T, he only slept with Elias once, surely he can’t be-) but of course it is. He’s not even halfway through his academic career and he’s already thrown it away. Pregnant to a man old enough to be his dad, living in a different city, what on Earth was he thinking.
(He’s trying not to think about being pregnant with his father’s child. Elias isn’t his dad. He’ll probably never see the man again (even though he wants to work at his institute so desperately he doesn’t can’t even imagine any other future)
He should get rid of it. Shouldn’t feel comfortable with the knowledge that he’s keeping a piece of Elias (his father) (Elias-) so close inside him. It’s irresponsible, stupid, but he does.
And then Elias is in Oxford on some business, wants to catch up, see how Jon’s doing. He misses him, all their conversations… and Jon can’t find a way to get out of it, a way to do anything other than show up, baby bump already visible, to meet with the man who impregnated him while Jon whined and sobbed and called him “dad.”
Goddd that intern Jon fauxcest is on my brain now woops. Jons rape fantasies getting sooo intense after that initial hook up. What if Elias held him down while cooing all the while he was okay, don’t worry, go back to sleep, Jon. It’s okay. Deep breaths, alright? It’s just his dad. Jon panicked asking why he’s taking his clothes off, Elias kissing his forehead and saying “it’s okay, I promise. I’ll explain in the morning. Go back to sleep.” Jon waking up full of cum, thoroughly bred. Covered in bitemarks and bruises.
Elias drugging him, slipping something in his coffee and having him bring him things to his office when he’s suddenly just…so tired. So hazy. It’s so hard to move. Slumping against him, whining at him. Whining he feels funny, why does he feel funny? What’s going on? Elias running his hands along him, saying it’s okay. He didn’t get enough sleep. Why not rest? Destress for a moment. Has him sit on his lap, playing with his sensitive tits. He thinks it’s probably wrong. The fear tries to stab through the fog, but he can’t move, and Elias keeps talking and saying…something? He doesn’t know. His eyes are so heavy. This is bad. But his dad’s so warm and he doesnt wanna get up and oh, that feels nice. Maybe if he whines at him some more, he’ll do it again. Elias asks what he’s thinking about. He doesn’t know. He’s wet. When did he get wet? Elias is saying after the day he had, he really needed this. Jons so sweet for this, honestly. He should do this more often. Lord knows they both could use it. Jon doesn’t comprehend any of it. He just hopes it means his dad’s proud of him. He tries to remember to be scared, but Elias is talking about how sweet he is, how pathetic he is, and he can’t really think, and he thinks he’s gonna cum. He wants to cum. Elias is saying he should keep him here for the day. He looks like he could use the break. It’s hard to remember why this is wrong when Elias is promising to breed him nice and full, as many times as he needs. He’s always been insatiable, he knows just once wouldn’t be enough. He’s lucky his father knows him so well. Jon makes a happy little noise and tries to push himself deeper on his cock. He’s lucky Elias already knows he needs more. He’s so warm and sleepy and maybe this isn’t so bad? Maybe he can just stay here for a while. Maybe he should just close his eyes. His dad can handle everything. He can just whine and get some much needed rest.
Maybe Elias could get him drunk. Take him drinking, since it’s been a while and he’s never had *that* many. Push him to drink a little more than he should, ruffling his hair and saying how he’s taking a lot more than he thought he would. Saying he’s impressed. And well, Jon knows himself well enough to know that’d only spur him on more, until he’s all hazy and not really all there. Elias sighing fondly, saying he has no self control, does he? He whines that he wasn’t that drunk. He’s fine. They don’t need to go home, he’s fine, he’s sorry. Elias kissing his forehead and saying he knows, it’s alright. Holding him the rest of the night. It’s all a big blur of lights and sound and pleasure. Elias gently having him grind against him in the back of the bar, saying it’s okay, he doesn’t mind. Did he start it? Maybe. He doesn’t know. Elias is so kind and warm. So understanding. Not getting mad at him for getting too drunk. For not being able to help himself from humping his leg like his life depends on it. For cumming all over him and holding onto him for dear life, whining for his dad because he’s still all wet and it’s loud and he knows he’s hard so why isn’t he being fucked already? Elias laughs at him, but not unkindly. He takes him home and has him cockwarm him. Ride him clumsily until he can’t move his trembling body anymore. Leave him like that until he begs, begs him to fuck him properly because he was good tonight, he took so much and stayed with him all night just like he promised to and didn’t talk to any strangers and he was soo good. Wasn’t he so good?? And Elias smiles warmly and tells him yes. He was a very good boy. And he’s very, very drunk. Jon blinks and whines because he knows but he’s wet, he’s so wet, why isn’t he fucking him? And Elias sighs all dramatically and says he reallyshouldn’t, but if he’s sure, then what kind of father would be if he didn’t indulge him? Fucks him nice and rough just like he wanted, gets him all full even when he starts begging wait no more wait. Tells him he asked him to fuck him, remember? What happened to wanting to be bred? Jon sobs and shakes and thrashes and Elias says he’s been doing so good so far. Doesn’t he want to be good? Jon wipes his tears and says yes, yes so badly, how does he be good, he’ll do anything. Elias holds him very closely and cums deep inside of him and Jon thinks thats very bad but Elias is smiling so much and maybe it’s okay, if his dad wants it so bad. Maybe it’ll feel good. Maybe if he’s a good boy Elias will tell him how smart he is, how well he behaved tonight. Hed like that.
He still feels horrible for the fantasies because Elias would *never.* But he can’t help it when their relationship gets more and more sexual. At least Elias doesn’t know. Right?
God I’m thinking about this. Especially when they start reconnecting more and start bonding again he’s like. Thinking. So hard about it. Because Elias is still so fatherly and warm to him, even more so even since he doesn’t have to be strictly professional. Pats his hair and kisses his forehead like he already knows he loves. Brings him food in bed when his head hurts too much. Helps him with his t shots and tells him what a good job he did, pats his shoulder encouragingly. He thinks he likes this even more. Unfortunately his fantasies like to go batshit insane about it and then he starts thinking about how easy it’d be to get him somewhere no one could hear him crying, and he wouldn’t even be cruel about it. Maybe he’d tell him he knows he needs this, he knows he’s been thinking about it, he’s not subtle, don’t lie to him. He knows him too well for that to work. He’s his father, Jon, what did he expect? “Just let it happen, Jon. I know you want it.” No matter how hard he struggles or bites or cries. And then in the aftermath he acts like nothing happened, picks him up and draws him a bath, kisses his forehead, tells him what a brave boy he is while Jon trembles in fear so prettily he can’t help himself from taking him again and holy shit, what’s wrong with him.
