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One time thing

Jake Kiszka x fem reader

Warnings: (drinking, smoking, sweetheart Jake, mentions of bad past relationship, pet names, drunk sex, unprotected sex, slapping, female ejaculation, choking, and I believe that’s all)

Been on a Jake kick at the moment so you can thank Mirador for this fic.

Its Friday night which means it’s time for Jake’s weekend routine. Bar, drinks, and women. His brothers have all found themselves a partner and have started to settle down. Jake? He’s not anywhere close to all that. He hasn’t even had a true girlfriend in years. ‘I’m a rolling stone’ is what he tells himself to feel better. He’s perfected the act of not catching feelings. There have been times where a near perfect girl has came along but when it got too serious he was gone. He’s not out to hurt anyone but don’t you dare get too attached to him. A heartbreaker if you will.

He says he doesn’t like to date but really he’s just scared of commitment. Although he’d rather die than admit to that simple fact. Its always the same he finds some lucky lady, takes her home for the time of her life, and makes sure she’s gone when he wakes up. Because if she isn’t he knows he’ll fall in love. It has got to be exhausting yet no matter what his brothers say he doesn’t plan on stopping. They beg and plead with him to at least go on a few dates. His brothers have went as far as trying to set him up with their friends. Except in the end Jake's still a loner. It drives his brother Josh absolutely crazy. He’s a lover and he just can’t understand why Jake chooses to live the way he does. He tries to forget about it but it gnaws at him until he finally snaps. As mad as Jake gets he understands he’s only trying to help. Josh just wants what’s best for him even if Jake doesn’t agree. He hates to see his brother’s heart get chipped away with every woman he discards. It’s a constant battle which only pulls them apart. Yet the weekend has rolled back around and there he sits at the same barstool.

He orders drink after drink and with a tolerance so high he’s hardly even buzzed. He looks through the crowd wondering who will strike his interest today. No luck.

There you come walking nervously into the bar. He’s already spotted you and is convinced you’re prettier than any girl he’s ever seen. With a freckled face, long straight hair, and a perfect smile. There’s an air in the bar tonight you think. It’s not like you to come here alone usually you’d bring a friend. Well if they didn’t ditch you to hang out with their boy toys. You pick at your fingers and take a seat at the bar. He thinks it must be meant to be because you’ve sat beside him. He listens as you order a beer and tries not to stare. Although he’s pleasantly surprised when you start the conversation. He’s thankful he doesn’t have to put up with the chase tonight. Usually he has to set through serval awkward silence or rejection until he finds his girl.

"Straight whiskey?" You say.

"That's the way to do it"

"I couldn't even get that half way down" you laugh.

"Wanna try it?" He teases.

"I'll stick with my beer. I'm Mia" you stick out a hand and he shakes it.

"Jake. Whatca doing here all by yourself?"

"My friends ditched me. What's your excuse?"

"Don't guess I have one. Drink here every weekend. Same spot"

"Alone?"

"Don't end up that way" he laughs.

"Cheers to that" you clink your drinks together.

You two didn’t budge all night. Never once did either of you run out of things to say. Which is a first for you and Jake. He’s funny and hasn’t failed to almost make you fall out of your seat laughing. You ask him all kinds of questions and he answers no matter how silly they are.

“Okay okay what’s the worst pick up line you’ve used and it worked?” You ask.

He laughs so hard he damn near snorts. “that’s a good one. So in high school my humor was incredibly dark. I was ‘edgy’ what can I say? Keep in mind I was trying to be an asshole. I was stoned like always and went to the most popular girl in school and said “are you a rope? Because I’d like to hang with you”. And she fucking bought it I had to take her on a date”

You both throw your heads back laughing and bang your fist on the bar. “No way! Your turn to ask me something”

"Mhm hottest guy ever go!"

"Val Kilmer in tombstone and John Travolta in Pulp Fiction!"

"I know you didn't just mention tombstone"

"It's my favorite hands down"

"You have no idea … I haven't clicked with anyone like this in a long time"

"That deserves a round" you wink.

You've sat there together for well past serval hours just talking. You were drunk off your ass but having a great time. He wasn't far from your level which gives him a boost of confidence. Well until your eyes peer to the dance floor that is.

"Jake we should dance!" You poke his arm.

"I don't dance Mia"

"Oh come on it will be fun"

You've taken his arm pulling him off the barstool. "Mia I'm serious. I have no rhythm"

"Oh please I'll teach you. You can’t be that bad”

"Mia-"

You start to love the way his voice sounds saying your name. You could get use to his company.

"I love this song!"

He's watching you move to the song. He can tell you know it well because you don't miss a beat.

"Dance Jake!"

He shrugs his shoulders at you. Rolling your eyes you take his hands. You move to the sound of the song and he tries to keep up "move your hips"

He does and soon his shoulders start to match the rhythm. “There you go!”

The more he loosens up the more fun he starts to have. He’s dancing almost better than yourself you think. “Where’d you learn those moves?” You tease.

“From my brother. He had a disco phase”

Like a stereotypical woman you poke out your lip with a “Awee”. He rolls his eyes playful and a giddy grin spread across his face. You and Jake danced to three up beat songs before the mood switched. “Now I’m really not good at this”

“Shh” you put a finger to his lips. You move his hands to rest on your hips and wrap around his neck. Laying your heavy head on his chest he start to sway. He takes the lead with baby steps. Sure enough in time he’s dancing you around the floor. Your drunken body becomes sleepy in the comfort of Jake’s cologne. You burrow into his neck in getting far too comfortable. Before you know it the song ends and he leads you off the dance floor. Walking back to the bar you stumble over your clumsy feet.

"Woah be careful there" you've almost fallen but his arm holds your waist steady.

"Take me home Jake"

"My place or yours?" He ask with a tilt of his head.

Your pointer finger pokes his chest. He smiles softly and kisses your forehead. He covers both your tabs and leads you out the bar.

"I'll call an Uber sit right here"

You sunk down on the concrete outside of the bar and play with the little pebbles that rested on the sidewalk. Humming a song you don't even know the name to. After he’s done he sits down beside you and sings the words softly. He lights a cigarette and offers you a hit. Which you take causing him to stare mesmerized as you softly blow out the smoke.

"This is the most fun l've had at the bar in forever"

"Me too Mia" a drunken smile lingers on his lips.

You lay your head on his shoulder, steal hits from his cig, and play with his finger gently. He can't help but laugh when you stick out his middle finger. When the Uber arrives he helps you to your seat. You start to doze off a little bit on the way home but woke quickly when you make it to his place.

"Got it?" He ask as you rise to your feet. You nod with a grin.

He's helping you as you stumble around. He's about as drunk as you are even though he tries to hide it. He fumbles with his keys you giggle finding humor in it. He's laughing as he thinks he opens the door. He doesn't and results in his head banging into the door. You laugh so hard your knees buckle and you fall to the ground. After what felt like forever he finally unlocks it and you both make your way inside.

"Welcome to my humble abode" he waves his hand around.

"Damn Jacob" you look around for a little bit but you don't want to get attached to the place.

You'd be gone by the time morning came anyways. Similar to Jake's you have routine of your own. This is how you usually end up and just like the others you don't see them when the sun starts to shine. You’ll never make the mistake of spending the night ever again. Although your reason differs from Jake's it's still a staple in both of your lives.

He sits down beside you on the couch and instantly the mood starts to shift. "It's weird"

"Hmm what is?" Jake questioned.

"Usually at this part I start to get a pit in my stomach"

"That's- that’s not a good thing Mia"

"I know but for the first time I don't have a pit more like butterflies"

"Well you're about as pretty as a butterfly" he spoke in an accent.

"Add that to your list of pick up lines"

"The good or bad ones?"

"The good ones" you smile.

Your eyes burn of need as he closes the gap between your lips. He's kissing you slow and sloppy another thing you're not used to. Always fasted pace and rushed. However, slow and passionate is something you could get used to. His hand rest on your cheeks and yours lays upon his shoulders. You stay that way until you've lost sight of everything else. All you can feel is his lips on yours. You get a whiff of his cologne making you drift farther into ecstasy. Getting caught up in the moment a quite moan slips past your lips. He pulls back sucking your bottom lip as he does.

"I heard that pretty girl"

"Did you like it?" Your eyes flutter.

He smiles "you know I did"

He kisses you for a long while until you start to notice the bulge in his jeans. Your hand moves to his thighs and you feel him through the denim. In a flash he's carrying you over his shoulder and up the stairs. You giggle in excitement "we going to the bedroom Jakey?"

He stops abruptly and places you on your feet.

"What did you just say?"

"| asked if-"

"No what did you call me?" He speaks through a harsh tone.

You've become a little nervous and whispered your answer "Jakey"

"Fuck"

He shoves you against the wall so hard the force causes a picture frame to fall. "Say it again"

You realize he's unbelievably turned on by the nickname. Though you can't think of a reason why. Your nerves quickly shift into excitement.

"Oh Jakey" you tease in a suductive tone with a shake of your head.

His hand wraps around your throat "don't do that to me. I can't control myself”

"What's the matter Jakey? Think I can't handle it?"

"I know you can't that's why we keep that little nickname in the dark" his finger brushes your lip.

"And if I don't ... Jakey?"

He hissed through his teeth grabbing your shoulders and walking until your back hits the door. His hands resumes its place on your throat as he slowly turns the knob. By his grip on your throat he shoves you hard on the bed. You plop down with a gasp and wait for his next move.

"I fucking warned you”

You poke out your bottom lip "oh no" you tease. He strips off his shirt and unzips his jeans. You play along and slowly slide down your skirt. His glossy eyes watch hard as you reveal how wet your panties are. His eyes widen noticing the darken spot and he throws his head back "fuck you’re so wet for me”.

He slowly walks towards you taking in the sight. He bites his bottom lip as his eyes wonder you. Your laid on the side of the bed as he stands between your legs.

Impatient you whine "Come on Jakey".

"Shut up"

He lands a hit on your thigh not hard enough to hurt but enough to sting. You fucking love it and smile asking for more. "again"

"Oh you like that do you?"

"Mhm give it to me"

He gives you a few more careful not to actually hurt you. He switches and lands a hit against your clothed clit. "Oh fuck yes" you cry.

"Now you really liked that huh?"

"Please harder" you whine pathetically.

"Such a good girl telling me exactly what you want"

Another crack echoed through the room. "I wanna be your good girl Jakey"

He squeezes and pulls at your breast. His hands are everywhere it's almost overwhelming. He's breathing you in like it's his last breath. While he's acupied you reach down to feel his cock.

He's unbelievable hard as pre cum leaks trom his tip. You feel the budge of the veins causing you to shiver. All you want is to feel him inside your aching cunt. Running his tip through your slick he reacts with another hiss.

"I need you inside of me please" you choke out.

With no hands he slides himself into you. You moan out in satisfaction. "Jakey"

With a noise close to that of anger he's unleashed upon you. His hands grip your hips tight as he thrust into you at an unforgiving pace. Instantly you're struggling to remain in control of yourself.

"Just like that baby"

"You feel so good Mia"

He's pounding into you so hard the noise echoes down the hall. He stretches you perfectly you think you might just fall apart in his hands. You're loud. Louder than you've ever been but he encourages you after every moan.

"So fuckin loud for me. Let me heard how good you feel"

"-I fuck" Your eyes start to roll and your head nods feeling so heavy. Your ability to hear or even respond is fading.

"Stay with me pretty girl"

He throws your legs over shoulders and holds your head with both his hands. Forcing you to look into his eyes. "are you with me?"

"I'm here"

"You're doing so good baby. Taking me so well"

"Jake!” You cry with pouty lips.

"There she is. So good so pretty so fucking tight"

"You fuck my pussy so good. So good” you mumble under your breath thankful he heard.

"Oh I know darlin"

For a moment you wonder how he's still able to hold a conversation with you. As you fight for consciousness you know you're close to falling off the edge. Your stomach starts to warm and you feel that familiar feeling once more. "Don't stop please. I'm so close"

"I'm not going anywhere pretty baby. You just focus on me"

He drops his hand down to your clit rubbing smalls circles with his thumb "Please!" you cry.

"Please what? Tell me what you need pretty girl”

"Choke me l'm gonna cum!"

"Oh fuck nasty girl”

His hand squeezes your throat and you're completely gone. You couldn't stop this orgasm from crashing over you even if you wanted to.

You can't decide if it's the just alcohol or if something else is going on. Everything feels different and you almost panic. He knows what's going on with your body before you even do. He pulls out causing your own ejaulation to fall out of you. You can barely understand what's happening but with blurry vision you watch as his jaw drops.

"Holy shit just like that doll"

He slides himself back in for a few thrust before pulling out and watching the show again.

“I’m sorry-“

“Eyes on me”

Your shaking and heaving beneath him. Seeing stars and whimpering his name like a prayer. You've never had an orgasm even close to this. He finishes with his release spilled on your stomach. Slowing his pace he softly fucks into you. His fingertips light as ever moving your crazy hair out of your face. He wipes away your sweat and tears giving you a fucked out smile. He plops down beside you catching his breath. After serval minutes you start to come down from your high. When you do you realize the position you've found yourself in. He's already clean you up and your laid across his body as he scratches your scalp gently. What have you done? You should be gone by now or at least close to home. Instead your laid on a strangers chest. Although he doesn't feel much of a stranger. More like a long lost friend. Never in your life has a man taken such good care of you. He cleaned up after himself and devoted his time to baby you. His touch softer than any you've ever felt. It's too much you almost want to cry. Safe with a man is something you've never felt. You push away the tears that threaten your eyes. This is going to hurt. Having to leave him but you know you have to. It’s for the best. You know if you don't leave now there's no going back. If you stay tonight your heart will always long for him. You can't do it. You just cannot.

"Are you feeling okay?"

You nod.

"I'm assuming you've never done that before"

"I didn't know I could" you admitted.

"You're more than capable" he smiles.

"Apparently" you laugh softly and sit up pulling the blankets around you.

"Stay the night" Jake stretches "I'll take you for breakfast in the morning"

"I can't. I-I don't stay ... not anymore"

His finger rubs your cheek bone "has someone hurt you Mia?"

You nod “it’s okay I was stupid I shouldn’t stayed with him”

He frowns and you can see his eyes sadden.

“I won’t hurt you. I’ll take care of you Mia. I’ve never let a woman stay but-”

He opens his mouth as if to speak but shuts it after a moment. He sighs and looks like a wounded puppy. The last thing he wants is to pressure you.

"I can't I'm sorry"

"I'm sorry someone hurt you Mia. If I knew I would have-"

"No Jake stop it. I want to be seen as a victim and I don't want you feeling sorry for me. So just don't". You sit up pushing away from him.

"Mia"

"I can't have sex sober so you can't get your fill in the morning anyways. So it doesn't even matter right?"

"God damn it Mia!" He nearly shouts at you. "I don't want you to stay because I want to fuck you again. I like you your not like anyone l've ever met before. I'm not some freak sex addict okay? Fucking hell"

He doesn't want this to be his usual and you both move on. He can’t put his finger on it but somehow you feel like home. Like those cold Michigan months he endured as a child. Except the fire upon the living room burns bright. The wind whistles outside only to be muted by the sound of laughter. With the faint hum of plucking strings this is Jakes first memory of peace. When the stress of life begins he can’t help but think back knowing he’ll never feel this way again. Yet now that your laid across his bed he starts to feel it. The feelings of home, warmth, and safety. For the first time in his life he's not afraid to fall. As long as you're willing to catch him.

"Jake"

"Mia"

You sigh "I'm different when I'm sober okay? I'm fragile and afraid. I'm not so bad ass and outgoing. There’s a lot of shit you don’t know. I'm a fucking mess Jake"

"Aren't we all Mia? Don't get off thinking I'm so perfect"

"Look at you" you scoff.

He laughs in astonishment "Mia I haven't had a girlfriend in years, l've never had sex sober, and I'm so scared of committing to anyone l've pushed away any chance of a relationship"

"So what's so special about me?" You raise an eyebrow.

"I can’t explain it Mia. You bring back a feeling I haven’t felt in a long time. My love you’re so beautiful. I need you to trust me."

He puts his hand on your face and you poke out your lip "Jake I-"

"I'll sleep on the couch Mia just please"

"But who will hold me?"

He smiles softly with a sigh of relief "I'm here. Right here"

You lay your head back on his chest. He runs his fingers through your hair leaving tingles on your neck. It feels nice to be taken care of it. Far too nice for you to even keep your eyes pried open.

With a soft smile you drift to sleep before you can stop yourself. Despite the issues you usually have attempting to sleep, you’re out within seconds. Unlike Jake who fought sleep just to be able to feel your touch longer. He pondered for a while about what to do with feelings this strong. Didn’t take long before he knew exactly what needed to be done.

The next day he took you to meet his brothers.

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