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[babyjakes]

mess of a lesson.

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event | august '23 general requests blurb night

summary | you refused to go before you left, and now you must pay the price.

pairing | soft!dark!daddies!jake jensen and ari levinson x little!reader

warnings | ddlg (two daddies!!!!). uhh, jakey and ari are definitely MAKING her piss/cum so,, dark/non/dubcon perhaps. holding down/restraining. fingering. clit play. anal play/fingering. forced orgasm. squirting+++. watersports: forced wetting (DUH!!!!). so much mocking/degradation holy shit. petnames. praise.

word count | 1,090

dedication | this fic is dedicated to my angel my bby my sweetie pie ms. @brandycranby, ily my fellow piss enthusiast <33

an | absolutely no one asked for this but. here are my favorite soft daddies acting out my deepest darkest fantasy with sweet little reader, i have been dying to write this smutty trio for soooo long (this is a similar matchup/dynamic to daddy!ari, caregiver!jakey, and wren in egem) and at this point fuck it, here you all go. hope this'll help you understand why i'm down so fucking bad for these guys.

"No Daddy— please!" You can't tell who your words are directed at as you writhe weakly against Ari's strong set of arms as they hold you firmly with your back against his chest. As much as you struggle, there's no getting out for you as he restrains you on his lap.

"Easy, baby. Don't make this harder than it needs to be," the brown-haired man hums, managing to hold you securely against him with just a single arm wrapped around your waist. "Quit fighting us, honey. C'mon, be a good girl."

"Oh sweetie," your other daddy murmurs as he sits in front of you. Jake's expression is much softer than his partner's, his gaze full of concern and sympathy as he reaches out and strokes your cheek. "Don't cry, pretty girl. We're gonna take such good care of you, right Ari?" he checks in with the larger man who's guiding your legs apart, holding them open with his own.

"Nooo!" you whine as your flimsy little tennis skirt is flipped up and out of the way. Jake takes a gentle hand and runs his fingers up and down your clothed pussy, nodding expectingly as a dark wet patch soon appears.

"Our poor little baby, she knows what's coming," Ari murmurs against your ear as he reaches his free hand down to join Jake's. "Seems like she's getting excited, Jake. What do you think?"

"Think you must be right," Jake agrees as he reaches down, effortlessly ripping the thin strip of fabric covering your burning heat in half. "There," he coos, using both hands to spread you out nice and wide. "Go ahead," he nods to Ari, "let's help our little girl go potty, hmm? Since she can't seem to know when she needs to, herself."

Ari lets out a low, grumbly hum in agreement as his expert fingers find your pool of juices, dragging up some of your slick to hone in on your little bundle of nerves. "There," he smiles as you jerk against both of the men's ministrations. "Keep holding her open for me, Jake. Just like that, shouldn't be long..."

The tips of his fingers burn against your throbbing button as big tears roll down your cheeks. "Don't cry, sweetheart. You asked for this, remember? How many times did we ask if you had to go before we left?" the sterner man demands. Jake watches with his brow raised, thankful that Ari is willing to be firm with you when needed.

"A-... a-... a-a lot, Daddy," you stammer apologetically.

"Mhmm," Ari nods as Jake repositions his hands, giving the man behind you the best possible access to your aching clit, and the best possible view of your soaking cunt to himself. "And only ten minutes into the drive, we had to turn right back around, because someone started crying about having to go potty. Is that right, angel?" he continues his cruel lecturing. You nod, groaning and whimpering as a familiar tightness begins building somewhere deep in your core. "So this is what you get, princess. You know the rules. Naughty little girls who don't go potty when they're supposed to need to be punished."

"That's right," Jake coos regretfully as he shifts to hold the hood of your clit back with one hand, using the other to gently begin prodding at your tiny rosebud as your wetness drips down between your spread cheeks. "This is just to help you learn, sweet thing. Now, are you gonna be a good girl for us, hm? Be a good girl for your daddies, give them what they want?"

"I don't think she has much of a choice," Ari chuckles as he feels your breaths deepening against him. "Look at her, poor little thing. Her tummy's so full, I bet if we just..." You let out a startled squeak as he moves his arm down to press his muscular forearm right against your aching bladder.

"Nooo Daddy! Please, s-stop!" you howl, but Ari only kisses the side of your head as he rubs your clit in faster, tighter circles, watching over your shoulder as Jake presses a single finger into your tight little bottom.

"C'mon cutie, don't fight us," Jake smiles reassuringly as he gently works his digit against your sensitive inner walls, the burning sensation the movement creates nearly unbearable. "Be good and cum for your daddies. What do you think, Ari? Looks like she's almost there."

"Just a little more, right there," Ari sings as he rolls your hardened clit between his fingers, his sadistic grin growing as he sees you nearing the end of your rope. "There it is. Now cum for us, little girl," his voice darkens. At his words, you snap, your back arching off of Ari's chest as you're forced to release against the cruel hands of your torturers. "There you go, baby. Keep cumming. Fuck, this bitch is really making a mess," he laughs.

"There, that's it," Jake croons after him, both of the men completely mesmerized by the sight of you pissing yourself and orgasming at the same time. "Poor baby girl, was holding in sooo much in that sweet little tummy of hers. It just keeps coming and coming, huh?"

"Sure does," Ari agrees as your contractions finally begin to die down, leaving you a whimpering, breathless mess as you lie limply against your daddy out of pure exhaustion. Once the last of the spasming ceases, Ari brings his hand up to brush your hair back from your face, loosening his arm around you to take pressure off your emptied bladder. "Good girl," he soothes, kissing you again against your temple.

You wince as Jake removes his finger from you, using his other hand to reach up and rub your poor little tummy under your shirt. "Easy, cutie. You're okay; you did it, sweetie! You were so good, such a good girl for your daddies."

"Such a brave girl," Ari agrees, sharing a smile and loving glance with Jake. "She's getting better at it each time. Less fighting and tears, she knows what's best. Don't you, baby?" You nod obediently, earning a pleased hum of approval from both of the men.

"Now let's go get you cleaned off, huh sweetheart?" Jake suggests as Ari slowly helps you to your feet. Your legs tremble beneath you as you look down at the puddle on the floor. "Don't worry about that, baby. We'll get it cleaned up. I think your clothes might need a run in the wash, though. What do you say?"

[imyourbratzdoll]

𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒅

🍓the strawberry shack masterlist🍓

summary - jake finally got time off work, and desperately needing some release, he decides to test out the strawberry shack.

warning - smut, gloryhole, swearing, slightly sub jake, creampie

18+ only please, the gif and headers I use aren't mine.

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Jake headed inside The Strawberry Shack, feeling slightly nervous and giddy. He desperately needed a release, and he hadn’t even been able to touch himself because of how complicated, tiring and busy the mission had been. He had heard many good things about this place, knowing the women were well looked after and treated right. Jake decided to give it a go, dressing in comfortable pants and a band t-shirt, his hair spiked and glasses perched on his nose. 

He walks toward the woman at the counter, giving her a small smile. “Hi, I uh…” Jake turns pink, clearing his throat, not exactly knowing what he wants. The woman before him smiles, telling him where to go and how much. Jake hands the money over. “Thank you!” He blushes as he walks past her, heading down the hall and into the room. He chokes on his saliva, staring wide-eyed at the many holes and women. He didn’t know where to go or who to go to. 

Jake looked around until he settled on you, noticing how his cock twitched as his gaze landed on your plump arse. You looked like a peach, a delicious juicy peach from where he was standing. Jake begins to head in your direction, practically drooling and nearly tripping as Jake continues to stare, not taking his eyes off you. He whispers gently before touching you, not wanting to startle you. “Hey, peach. I uh, this is my first time at one of these places, and I want to make sure it’s okay to touch you…” He pouts down at you, unable to stop his cock from twitching.

You giggle, feeling your heart warm as he asks. You wiggle your arse, pushing it back against his clothed cock. “Yeah, sugar. You can touch. I’m all yours for however long you need me.” You release a breath as he skims your plump cheeks with his hands before moving them to the front of his pants, unzipping them and pulling out his hardened cock. Jake’s hand moves up and down as he strokes himself, swiping his tip against your soft folds. “You’re doing so good for your first time… Such a big boy.” 

Jake whimpers, feeling his eyes slip closed as he places his swollen tip against your entrance and pushes in, grunting at how tight you feel around him. “J–Jesus… You’re so tight.” He groans, thrusting his hips and gripping yours. He’s never felt someone so tight and warm before. It was like Jake had entered heaven. He couldn’t stop the moment he slid into you, slamming his cock harder and faster into your soft cunt. “I–I can’t stop… It feels too good!” He cries out, one hand moving from your hip and slamming against the wall. Jake can feel your walls pulsating around him, making his eyes roll to the back of his head. 

Your hands curl into the pillow beneath you, burying your face into the softness as Jake slams harder into you. You couldn’t believe you had been getting every man who knew how to bring pleasure. Your cunt throbbed at the thought, causing Jake behind you to whimper and fuck deeper into you. His mushroom tip slams into your sweet spot, causing your toes to curl and your eyes to roll to the back of your head. “O–oh, feels amazing…” You manage to moan out, feeling your end near as he continues to thrust into your g-spot.

Jake feels the sweat building and his balls tightening, but he doesn’t want to cum until you do. He holds back, gritting his teeth and moving his hand underneath you, locating your swollen clit and rolling it between his fingers. “Mmm…” He groans as your walls flutter around him, sagging into the bed as your juices flow out of you and all over Jake and the floor. He begins to thrust harder, shuddering when his orgasm hits and his balls empty, burying his cock deep into you and filling you with his cum. 

You sigh dreamily, eyes fluttering as he pulls out of you and groans. Jake’s eyes lock onto your cum-filled cunt, watching it leak out, dripping down your legs and onto the ground. He gently tucks his softened cock back into his pants while he catches his breath and cools down his heated cheeks. “T–thank you…” Jake shyly replies, still not as confident. “You felt… Fantastic.” He blushes again before slowly walking off with a soft goodbye and a promise to return. 

You lie there, wondering what man you will get next. 

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[lilacevans]

Opening night at Pete's Place! 3 for 1 Shots please! Jake with a breeding kink

OOOO this hit right awayyyyy

word count: 094 | warnings: breeding kink, choking, jakes filthy mouth

it's opening night at pete's place!

''You feel me, sugar?'' Jake gasps, hand tightening around your neck as you're pulled harder, deeper against his pistoning hips. ''Feel me deep in that tight little cunt, hmm?''

You squeezed your eyes closed as his fingers flexed against your throat, pulling you upward against his chest; unable to say a single word, just melodic moans that flowed out into the room.

''Jake, please,'' You managed out. ''S'too much, I can't-''

''You can,'' Jake grunted in reply before nipping your ear. ''Gonna fill you up- gonna fuckin' breed you, sugar. Can't leave us then.''

[biteofcherry]

Happy Sinday!

May I request Jake + roleplay (if that counts as kink)

"Oh, sweetcheeks," he sighed, snatching the phone from your hand before you managed to press a single number. "You weren't supposed to be here."

"You are not supposed to be here!" You countered bravely, though you felt yourself trembling as you stood face to face with the much taller man in front of you.

His shoulders were so broad, his plain t-shirt stretched across his chest and over his biceps. He could probably choke you to death with one.

"This is a private office-" you continued, trying to take a step back, blindly reaching for the doorknob behind you.

Jake's arm shot forward, his palm snapping the door shut before you managed to open it an inch further. He pressed against you, caging you between the hard surface and his body. Body that was warm, hard, smelt enticingly nice...

He tsk-ed, sliding his hand under your arm to flip the lock on the door.

"You're a complication," he tilted his head slightly, dragging his gaze down your body. The gleam in his blue eyes that sparked as he took in your curves, made you squirm.

"But-" he slowly licked his lips- "you could also be useful. You're gonna grant me access to all of your boss' secrets."

"N-no! I won't!" You attempted to punch him, but he was much quicker.

He caught your wrists and shackled them with one, big hand. Then he was pulling you with him, walking back to the big desk around which he was snooping when you found him.

"You will, sweetcheeks." With his free hand he started tugging your pencil skirt upwards.

"Mercenaries like me have special interrogation methods for pretty secretaries, who shouldn't have stayed at work after hours."

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[ronearoundblindly]

"K" for jake jensen pls? 🥺👉👈

- @buckymorelikefuckme ♥️♥️♥️

Awwww, yissssss.

From this dirty ask game which has fully consumed me for two days and I'm not mad about it. Generally not suitable for kids or people with morals or those fond of grammatical standards. MINORS DNI.

K - Kissing

Whoa. Babe. He's into it. He's into it all.

There are a bunch of places that will make Jake giggle when you kiss him there. His love-handles are ticklish, he goes kinda nuts around his neck (in a good way since he blushes every time without fail), and his whole body will start to shake if you show enough attention to his inner thighs. That's the fucking best though because blowjobs are the most exquisite torture for this man. If you so much as mention that you're thinking about going down on him, his leg starts bouncing. Won't stop. He needs it.

On you, particularly? Everywhere. The back of your neck at the hairline is a personal fave. He could either be giving you a lovely hug or giving it to you fast, deep, and dirty from behind. Great options. Why not both?

He also kisses and nips at your hip, right on the juncture of your thigh and mound while he finger-fucks you. It's particularly unbelievable when he's doing it to avoid sucking on your clit so that you'll beg. Gah! What're you supposed to do to train this man?? Tease.

Now: marking.

He plays up how much it hurts when you do give him a hickey, but that's just at the moment it happens. He waited too long as an awkward nerd to not proudly display that he has sex. You hear that world? Jake Jensen has SEX. Lots of it. And his Smee even says HE'S GOOD AT IT!

So there.

Thank you for asking!

A/n: omg did I just make Pirate Jake into Captain Hook and then hc that he names you after his literal FIRST MATE??? Wow. Wow. No more bourbon and lemonade for Ro. Woof.

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[thyme-in-a-bubble]

evergreen university

a/n: probably the story, so far, that took me the longest to write (like 7 months total)... lot of love went into this, so I hope you all enjoy it ♡

warnings: reader x various CEvans characters (detective!family friend!Ari Levinson, Ransom Drysdale, Curtis Everett, Steve Rogers, Frank Adler, Jake Jensen, Lloyd Hansen), dark content, university AU, murder mystery, polyamory, explicit sexual content, total word count is 17,5k

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[eloquentreverie]

warnings: minors do not interact! smut, oral sex (male recieving), unprotected sex. also this is my first time writing about jake jensen so please be kind.

word count: 954

pairing: jake jensen x girlfriend!reader

gamer!boyfriend jake jensen thots below!

𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 | 𝒊𝒏𝒃𝒐𝒙

Thinking about gamer!boyfriend jake jensen who has his hair grown out a little and likes to play his video games after dinner. So you’re literally just stuck in his bed, reading your book, all while he’s talking to his buddies. But after a while, you get tired of the incessant clicking coming from his Xbox controller. And you know, whispering in his ear won’t get him to budge so you slip off the bed and pull down his sweats, knowing he can’t really protest or do anything.

His brow raises when the cool air of the bedroom exposes his soft cock. But as soon as you wrap your lips around the head, you feel him start to grow hard in your mouth, making him cough out a gasp.

"F-Fuck baby-" He starts to experience a little haywire in his game, with all his buttons going a bit faster now, and you smirk a little because your lips are tightly stretched over the head. He’s still just a little more than half soft, but you know exactly what you can do to make him come in no time at all. “Can we-do this some other time? I-I’ve already spent so long playing my game.”

So he wants to talk strategy and be technical about the gameplay, huh?

With his half-soft, thickening cock stuffed in your mouth, all his tactics seem to go out the door when you pull off briefly, giving his cock a little slap. It throbs at the slight pain, but it twitches when you move on from sucking his tip.

Your only response is a ‘no,’ with your eyes glinting with amusement. And then he lets out a groan of defeat as you resume your position of sucking his length while his thighs flex against his will when you fist the base, using your thumb and index finger. “Dude, I think someone else just came and snagged the gun we needed.” Jake lets out an exaggerated sigh. “Y/N, just a little-“ He gets a little frustrated when you pick up his pace.

“Sorry man, something’s happening.” He says lamely as his hips subtly begin to roll, matching the tempo that your mouth creates. You smirk, giving the bottom of his length a harsh suck that makes his breath stutter before pulling off once again, the slickness of his cock is replaced by the warm, cooler air in the bedroom.

“A little... uh?” The grin that decorates your lips is impossible to hide when he gives up so easily. His dick was now hard as a fucking rock. But you’re not satisfied yet. And your thumb gently strokes over the swollen and glistening red tip that’s oozing beads of his pre-cum.

Jake swallows audibly. “A little more...” Your boyfriend doesn’t even know what to say anymore. All he can focus on is your mouth and your hand, both stroking him so perfectly and he just wants to come right there, but he knows that he needs to finish the game first.

He lets out a whiny moan, throwing his head back when you take his length into your mouth once more, hollowing your cheekbones and sucking hard. He’s close. His hips jerk upwards and his thighs tense as he tries to hold himself still. “Fuck! FUCK!”

Jake Jensen lets out the most pathetic whimper as your lips pop off of his cock. “What was that? I can’t hear you.” His hands tighten around the controller, trying his best to ignore your teasing tone.

You give him a few more pumps with your fist, watching the muscles on his neck contract. His eyes are squeezed shut as his jaw goes slack.

And then you stop.

“Y/N...” His voice is hoarse, raspy and strained, like he hasn’t spoken all day. “Baby, please. Please let me come.” Jake’s voice sounds broken and desperate. And his hips are moving erratically now, trying so hard to chase the friction you were just supplying.

“You want to come, Jake? Do you want to fill this little mouth up?” You whisper softly, your hot breath ghosting along the shell of his ear as he nods vigorously, unable to respond. “Then beg.” You command.

“Please,” he pleads with a whine, “please let me come.” He chokes out the words as if it hurts him not to be able to release.

“Good boy.”

The praise sends shivers down his spine and you can see the way his muscles clench under your fingers and you smile to yourself, leaning over and taking the head past your lips again. He lets out an animalistic growl as soon as he feels you sucking him down once again, and you can tell how close he was from just those simple words alone.

“Oh, my god.” The words leave his parted lips like a prayer before you hear the controller drop onto the floor with a thud. His body tenses, the muscles straining against their bonds as he finally spills himself over your tongue with a strangled cry that echoes around the room. “Oh fuck, yes. Yes!” Jake’s chest heaves rapidly and his breathing is ragged when he finally relaxes into the mattress.

His body is still shaking slightly from his powerful orgasm when you pull away from him slowly, licking him clean.

His blue eyes are dark and hooded when they meet yours as he pants heavily, his cheeks flushed pink. You lick your lips before crawling on top of him and giving him a soft kiss on his lips. “That’s better.” You murmur against his swollen lips.

“I love you.” He whispers back. “I’m gonna marry you one day.” You can’t help but giggle at the statement.

“You’re such a dork.”

[cottagecheese1]

Not what I meant

Paring: Jake Jensen x reader

A/n: I literally love Jake Jensen so much I couldn't help myself.

Summary: Jake and you get ready to go out on a date, but he makes an unexpected comment that has you feeling subconscious. Warnings: Angst, good ending, Jake says something mean, fluffy ending, mention about looks, body image issues, insecurity.

You stood in front of the full body mirror looking back your reflection, nitpicking everything about your appearance. The dress you wore seemed unflattering, and you're not quite flat stomach made everything feel way to tight. Even though when Jake bought the dress for you, he promised you looked beautiful in anything you wore–maybe you could take a chance and believe him.

After another 30 minutes in the bathroom, you were finally able to build up enough confidence to go out and face Jake. Even though you both have been together for an upcoming 3 years–he still made you nervous on date nights.

You made your last final touches as you heard him call you from outside the door, you took a deep breath before stepping out of the bathroom, your heart beating out of your chest–worried about the criticism you probably won’t get from him.

“Are you almost done baby it's almost six thirty-”

Jake got cut off mid-sentence as you walked out of the bathroom, looking as gorgeous as ever of course, he was at lost for words at how beautiful you were, he can tell you weren’t feeling very confident, and planned to change that quickly, but of course everything goes wrong when he opens his mouth, so instead of repeatedly telling you how mesmerizing you looked and how the dress he bought hugged your curves perfectly–something else came out.

“Wow babe-I-the dress seems kinda tight don’t you think? Not to mention you look kind of artificial-well not artificial, but you know-um-unreal? No, no not what I meant-you look-”

Before he could get the last of it out, he was mentally cursing at himself for being so stupid, when he looked up to see your face it told him all that he needed to know, your teary eyes, arms wrapping around your midsection, and the way you looked at your feet in disappointment made him feel like a total asshole.

You quickly darted back into the bathroom and closed the door, not only did your boyfriend just call you fat, he also called you ugly which hurt more than anything, but right now you could barely stand to look at yourself in the mirror, not after what the love of your life just said to you–sitting down on the toilet seat, your dress now long gone on the floor. All you could do was cry, you felt embarrassed and kinda stupid that you actually thought he wouldn’t notice how you tried to suck in your stomach or try to pull your dress out, so it didn’t cling to you as tightly.

After about an hour you stopped crying, and just sat on the bathroom floor in silence, the date was already long gone so you contemplated just sleeping on the floor to save yourself the embarrassment. You heard the doorknob slowly turn and the door creak open, not even looking up because you already knew who it was–of course you forgot to lock the door.

Jake opened the door, and looked down to see your red puffy eyes, black lines of mascara streaking down your face, not only did he feel terrible, but he also made you feel even worse than you already did, it absolutely broke his heart to see you in such a state because of him.

“Oh baby-I-you don’t know how sorry I am, everything I said in there was not what I meant at all, you know my mouth acts before I think”, Jake tried to joke lightly at the end, but seeing his antics didn’t seem to amuse you at all, he just decided to just act now and say later.

Jake bent down to cup your face in his hands–thumbs gently stroking your tear-streaked cheeks–he lovingly brought your gaze to his as he pecked your lips softly, as much as you didn’t want to, you melted into his touch immediately, then you finally said something.

“You were right though, my dress did make me look fat, and I know I’m not the most appealing to look at-”

He quickly cut you off by shushing you, and pulled you into his lap, stroking your bare back before he responded, “Baby listen to me, I think you are the most gorgeous women in the entire world, when I saw you tonight-I was lost for words, I know they came out wrong–but I love you more than life itself, please forgive me.”

You look down at your lap, then back up at him smiling–of course you knew Jake always had trouble with words, but that cheesy loving speech he just makes up for the last 2 and a half hours.

Giggling you cup both his cheeks and lean in to give him a gentle kiss that he gladly accepted, moving his hands up and down your thighs before he pulled away.

“Well-if it's worth anything, you still looking fucking hot” Jake said with a lighthearted laugh before you responded.

“Maybe if you cuddle me tonight while we watch the Rocky franchise it will mean something”, you said with the same tone.

Jake leaned in to steal another kiss from you before he responded, “Hmm, I think I can do that for my baby–popcorn too?”, you returned the kiss before giving him a “yes please.”

As Jake returned from the kitchen with a large bowl of popcorn, he set the bowl down on your side table before quickly taking off his T-shirt and pants, he pretty much jumped into bed while trying to snuggle into you, but after you both got situated under the blanket, he pulled you into his chest and gave a peck on the forehead.

You laid your head on his chest before saying, “I love you.”

“I love you too”.

[navybrat817]

All Tied Up

Pairing: Motocross!Jake Jensen x Female Reader Summary: You find a way to distract Jake after a rough morning. Word Count: Over 1.2k Warnings: Explicit sexual content, vaginal unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), light bondage, talk of safeword, tiny angst and insecurities if you squint, established relationship, Jake Jensen (he’s a warning, okay?). A/N: Kicking off my Naughty & Nice Nonsense with Loser and Lucky! Inspired by a conversation with @11thstreetvigilante , who deserves only good things. ❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Banner and moodboard by yours truly. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

When you mentioned experimenting a bit with bondage in the bedroom one day, Jake jumped at the chance. He suggested different ways to tie you up and added that bondage tape would work if you didn't want to use rope. He even added the stoplight system could be a safeword or something like "knack knack". You raised an eyebrow and said he had either done his research or had a partner who tried it with him in the past. Or both.

It was both, but his old girlfriend wasn't you. Not even close. You laughed after a moment and assured him you weren't upset. It would be hypocritical since you had your own past and Jake was your present.

You then asked if he tied up his ex or if it was the other way around.

Again, it was both.

You were slightly disappointed that you weren't the first to try it with him, but you gave him a devious grin after a moment.

“I’ll save it for when you need it,” you said and left it at that.

Until one morning after a rough practice. He was uncharacteristically quiet as the two of you ate and he wondered if his team would eventually leave him behind. As much as he loved racing, that would only take him so far. He didn’t want to bother you with his insecurities. You put up with him enough as it was.

But you must have sensed something was up and that he needed to unwind. Standing in the bathroom doorway wearing nothing but a smile as he got out of the shower, you said you were glad he cleaned himself off. You planned to get him dirty all over again.

There was no finesse when he rushed to bed with his raging hard-on and you were kind enough not to say anything when you carefully bound him. If anything, it pleased you how excited he was. You once told him that he should never be ashamed of his passion, whether it was for you or a hobby.

You teased him with your mouth, but stopped before he could finish.

"Only filling one hole today, big boy," you told him as you took in every inch of him with a moan. "No thinking right now. I'm going to ride you until your brain has to reboot.”

Anyone would shatter if they had Lucky on top of them and he was thankful enough to be yours to break.

He was also amazed he didn't lose it the second you had your first orgasm.

"Jake," you panted as you recovered, pressing your lips against his as he squirmed beneath you. "Why aren't you holding still?"

Maple.

He could still taste the sugary syrup on your lips from your earlier meal, the flavor dancing on his tongue. Sweet, but not as delicious as the nectar between your thighs. The same juices that currently seeped around his cock.

And you weren't done yet.

"Because your pussy keeps clenching around me and I can't get my hands on your perfect tits," he pouted before you kissed him deeper.

And I'm so close to blowing my fucking load.

"Aww. These perfect tits?" you asked, leaning back so he could get a good look. His glasses would have fogged up if he had them on. That's how hot you looked. "Remember the first time you felt me up? You moaned so sweetly. Made me feel beautiful."

"You are beautiful," he moaned.

The tender smile on your face as you moved above him was an image he'd dream about.

"Still not touching my tits," you winked.

He never thought he'd be jealous of your hands, but watching you bring them to your chest to grope yourself? Pinching your nipples and rolling the hardened buds between your fingers? Yeah, he was jealous. So jealous that he whined when he thrust beneath you.

"Let me get my mouth on them if I can't touch. Please, baby," he begged, the breath punching out of his lungs as you lifted your hips and slammed down.

"Not yet," you smirked, moving your hands from your chest to his thighs.

Tease and I love it. I love everything about you.

"When?" he asked, staring shamelessly as your breasts bounced.

"Soon," you promised. "You good?"

"Green," he moaned.

He wondered if you kept him bound just to see if he'd free himself from the restraints. He had the strength to do so, but he wouldn't. You made it clear today that you called the shots.

“You may want my tits, but I know what you really want, Jakey,” you smirked as he felt his cock slide along your walls. “You want to fuck up into my tight pussy until I scream your name.”

Jake gritted his teeth as struggled to not do just that. He also wanted to flip you over and pound you into the mattress so you’d feel him for days. He felt you throb around him and knew you were as desperate to come again as he was to fill you up.

“I’ll scream it,” you promised him, shuddering as you moved faster. “How can I not? Such a big cock and it’s all mine.”

“It’s yours?” he grunted, thrusting up enough for you to feel it. By the mewl you let out, he hit the right spot. “Like your pretty pussy’s all mine?”

“All yours,” you panted as your hands suddenly moved to the headboard, leaning down enough so your breasts moved in his face. “Now let me make you feel good.”

Do whatever you want, Lucky.

He took one of your nipples into his mouth and moaned as you fucked yourself on his cock. He let you take because you always gave everything back to him. Your passion matched his own. How is he lucky enough to call you his?

“I want you to come on it,” he urged, flicking his tongue on the hardened nub. “Please, Lucky.”

Jake wasn’t sure if it was his plea that made you climax, but you coated his thick cock with your wetness once again. He smiled as he heard the sound of his name in the room. You screamed it just like you promised. Even when your head dropped to his shoulder, your trembling body still moved so he could join you in euphoria.

“Come in me,” you said against his skin.

You barely got the statement out before he let out a loud groan and sprayed your slick walls with his hot, thick spend. You whimpered as he finished, his taut body relaxing as you both tried to catch your breath. He wanted to wrap his arms around you, but he’d settle for you keeping your body against his.

Right where you belong.

"You okay?" you asked after a minute. “I mean really okay?”

Jake nuzzled against you as much as he could, the softness in your voice bringing a smile to his face. "Yeah."

"Talk later?" you asked.

"Once my brain reboots," he joked, forgetting all about his rough practice.

I love you. Thank you.

“Not tapping out are you?” you breathed out, smiling against his skin when he groaned. “I came twice. How many more before you break free?”

You made it to three.

I adore this couple. I can't help it. Love and thanks for reading! ❤️

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[justalonelyslytherin]

Hi hi! For your ask game

Sentence prompt: I’m really craving fast food. Can you please get me some.

Character: Jake Jensen (just look at that dork!!! 🥹🥹)

Thank you so so much for sending this in. It was so much fun writing this. I love this cute dork! He deserves all the love <3

Midnight Cravings

The world was asleep and so was Jake. Peacefully sleeping on his side of the bed, he had all 4 limbs stretched out. Laying on his stomach in absolute comfort, his face was squished against the pillow he’d fallen asleep clutching. A soft snore escaped his opened mouth in steady intervals. Sleep could have barely been any better.

Until there was the shove of a foot against his ass that interrupted the latest of his snores that were about to leave his mouth. A disgruntled grumble left Jake’s lips as he scrunched his face together in a sleepy frown and turned his face in the other direction to snuggle back into the pillow. The peace that had settled over him was once more broken, mere minutes later, when the same foot shoved at his feet.

“Jensen.” The name was whispered through the darkened room, softly spoken yet holding an urgency that said man was blissfully unaware of.

Only when a finger poked him in between the ribs, did he awake ripping open his eyes. His lips parted in a high-pitched squeal as she bolted upwards, kneeling on the spot he had just been sleeping on.

“W-what?” He mumbled, caught between being alarmed and still half asleep, his head turned in all directions as he squinted through the darkness. There wasn’t much for him to see, even if it had been lighter, without his glasses there wasn’t much he could see anyways. As a result, one of his big, clumsy hands fumbled around, feeling for his glasses on the bedside table.

“J, do you love me?” A voice from the other side of the bed broke the quiet.

“Of course I do!” He told her, tongue poking out in concentration as she searched for his glasses. “So so much!”

“So so much?” She asked and he nodded enthusiastically. His nearly violent head bobbing was only stopped by his fingers stubbing against his glasses. With a triumphant yowl he grabbed the frames from the table and hastily put them on his nose.

“Uh-hump,” he confirmed once more, once his tiny celebratory dance was finished. Sitting down on the mattress cross-legged, he peered in the general direction he presumed her to be.

“What’s going on?” 

“Say, if you love me so much, you’ll do something for me?”

“Anything you want!”

There was a brief silence between them that had Jensen furrow his brows in confusion. Her next words only added to deepen the crinkled line between his brows.

“Can you get me some food?”

“The kitchen is just downstairs, can’t you–Of course, I can. What do you want me to bring you up?” A faint movement in the amorphous shape of darkness caught his attention, a head shake?

“Not from the kitchen,” she whined quietly.

“From the pantry then? Oh! You want me to bring you some ice cream from the basement?”

“No…” she mumbled, “I’m really craving fast food. Can you get me some?”

His brain lagged behind for multiple seconds, causing another silence between them. Trying to verify he heard her right, he asked “You want me to go out?” He heard her huff in defeat and perhaps a hint of frustration as well.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have woken you up in the middle of the night… for that.” It was the way her voice shook dangerously at the end that caught him by surprise. As he felt the mattress move as she shifted on the bed, supposedly away from him, he came alive. Jumping into action, he leaned forward and grabbed her blindly yet carefully.

“No! No, no! I said I’d do anything for you and I will keep my word.” Jake pulled her softly towards him, waiting patiently for her to shuffle back in cooperation until she laid half in his lap, half propped against his chest. Peering down he smiled at her and rubbed his hands along her arms.

“But I woke you up in the middle of the night for something silly..” she mumbles. He could hear the doubt and remorse in her voice, it made him scoff.

“It’s not silly, baby. You could tell me to travel to Antarctica right now and I’d do it for you. My girl is hungry? I’ll feed her!” His fingers traveled along her side, tickling her softly until he heard her huff and giggle.

“It’s not my fault, I’m not the one that’s hungry!” Hearing her protest had him snicker as his hands moved from her sides along to her swollen middle. He rubbed lovingly over her bump, grinning brightly.

“Mhm, that’s even more reason for me to feed you. Now, what does mini Jensen want?”

It's safe to say that in his haste to get going afterward, he faceplanted trying to put his pants on while hopping on one leg

[babyjakes]

not trying to play. [blurb.]

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event | kinkmas 2023

prompt | nipple play

pairing | bf!jake jensen x subby!reader

warnings | reader is so subby, soft babie!! sort of dom!jake vibes ig?? it's jakey so all those fun petnames :)!!! tummy rubs <3. teasing. nipple play. begging if you squint. just foreplay in this one, but taking things further is implied.

word count | 502

an | hehe dis one is dedicated to my angel my babie my sweetie pie @brandycranby, a little while back you were thinkin a lot about nipple play (and i know how much you love acnh!!) so i thought this would be a fun little piece to write for you!! i don't write nearly as much nipple worship as i should, i hope you enjoy bby!! <3

"Look Jakey, Rosie moved in!" Your thumbs swirled happily over the joysticks of your controller as you directed your little character across the screen. Jake had been sweet enough to hook up your Switch to the big TV in the living room, allowing you to show off your game as he held you contently in his lap.

"Rosie," the blonde repeated after you as he saw the indigo cat pop up on the screen. "She's so cute, baby. Her house is so pretty!" His efforts to follow along and engage with what you were showing him were endearing, but his gentle hands creeping up to rest on your sides suggested he might have more in mind than just an innocent gaming session.

You giggled quietly as his teasing fingers rubbed faint circles over your tummy. "Tickles," you hummed softly as you did your best to focus on the game.

"Does it, honey?" Jake grinned, leaning his head forward to sneak in a kiss on your cheek. "You're so silly, sweetie. Just be a good girl for me and keep playin' your game, okay?" Your chest filled with butterflies as his voice dropped down to that yummy, rumbly part of his register. Watching you squirm softly beneath his gaze, Jake smiled. He knew exactly what he was doing to you; turning you to water in his hands was something he took great pleasure in.

You gulped, managing a nod in response. As you did your best to continue through your on-screen tasks, the man's practiced fingers slipped silently under your shirt, pausing to give your bare belly a few loving strokes before venturing upward. He was quick to undo your bra's front clasp, pulling the garment's straps down and away from your shoulders with ease. As he brought a cool hand up to cup each of your breasts, you couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

"J-Jakey," you mumbled, now feeling hopelessly fuzzy and distracted.

"Shhh, sweet girl," Jake murmured soothingly, working your soft skin between fingers, "don't mind me. Just playin' with you, cutie." When he brought his thumbs and pointer fingers up to begin gently pinching at your hardened nipples, you couldn't help but let out the prettiest little whimper the man behind you had ever heard.

"Oh baby..." his voice dropped even lower as he rolled your tender little knots of flesh between his fingers. His tantalizing touch sent tiny sparks shooting up through your nerves, causing heat to pool in your chest as your breaths picked up in pace.

"Jakey," you whined again, your voice wobbling as it came out just short of a plea.

The blonde chuckled at your desperation, cooing as your thighs began rubbing mindlessly together in an attempt to ease the friction building down in your core. "Okay, okay," he gave in as he reached around to take your controller from your shaky hands. "I'm done teasing, baby. You need me to carry you?" he asked knowingly, nodding in the direction of the bedroom.

[imyourbratzdoll]

I saw this tweet and instantly thought I need a man to make that come true. lmfao. What if this being something Chris would do while reader is cooking up Thanksgiving? 😝😝 HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!

*Also sorry it scars anyone’s inner child. Twitter is too out of pocket these days.

hi! I didn't get a response from you, so I changed it to jake! I'm sorry it took so long! happy belated thanksgiving.

warning - smut, oral sex.

18+ only please, the gif I use isn't mine, divider by @newlips

Jake walked into the kitchen, his eyes nearly bulging out of his head as they landed on your ass, peeking out from beneath his shirt. Jake feels giddy inside as he sneaks closer, his hands out in front of him in a grabby motion. When Jake gets close enough, he quickly drops to his knees. His tongue poked out, mouth-watering, when he noticed you weren’t wearing anything underneath.

He launches forward, mouth attached to your cunt as he begins to lick and suck. “What the–” You moan, leaning forward and gripping the knife in your hand tightly. “Jake, oh god!” He continues to lap at your hole, drinking in your juices as he eats you out. His hands roughly squeeze your ass.

Jake pulls away for a second. “Mm, this is the best thanksgiving I’ve ever had.” He lunges forward again, feasting on your cunt. Little moans of pleasure escape him. Jake drinks you in, enjoying the sounds that leave you.

Your eyes roll to the back of your head, and your hand moves to the back of you, running your fingers through Jake’s hair. Soft whimpers escape you as you let go. The feeling of Jake sucking on your clit drives you insane.

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The Legend Of Zelda - Jake Jensen x Reader

Summary: Jake just hasn't been the same after returning from Bolivia

Word Count: 3.1k

Warnings: Heavy Angst, Lighter moments but HEAVY ANGST! PTSD! Mention of active combat situations!

Dividers by @firefly-graphics​

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Jake woke with a start, his heart hammering in his chest as he blinked and tried to work out where he was. Sweat clung to his body and the air felt heavy, just like in Bolivia. He blindly reached out for his glasses, breathing out a sigh of relief when his vision cleared and he realised he was back home. 

Glancing over at his alarm clock he saw it was 5 am. Four hours of sleep since he last woke, it wasn’t a record but it had been worse. Rubbing his hands tiredly down his face he then looked over at you to see you peacefully asleep next to him. 

He watched you for a few minutes just appreciating that he was back here with you. It was only a few months ago that he thought he’d never see you again, and you thought he was dead. Those few months were the worst in his entire life and while he hoped you would move on and find happiness, he swore he never would.

Glancing back at the time he decided there was no point trying to go back to sleep now.  So he carefully climbed out of bed careful not to wake you. The first thing he did was quietly creep over to the window, quickly peaking out and surveying the street to see if there was anything out of place. He then checked that it was still locked before moving towards the bathroom.

As he stepped inside the ensuite he noticed that the shower curtain was drawn closed. Jake felt a tightness in his chest as he watched silently for a second, his fist clenched as he quickly drew it open breathing out a sigh of relief when he saw nothing. He quickly shook his head trying to rid himself of this nervous energy that followed him ever since he got home before jumping in the shower.

Once he was done he quietly got dressed and made his way into the kitchen to make himself a coffee. However, he froze as soon as he spotted a glass on the draining board that wasn’t there when he went to bed. 

His chest felt tight again as his mind ran wild trying to work out why it was there. He instantly began checking that every door and window was still locked. He even checked the bedroom window again, accidentally waking you up in the process.

“Hey, what are you doing up?” You murmur, your speech slightly slurred as you woke, eyes half open.

“Oh sorry I thought I heard something outside, must have been a racoon or something” Jake lies flashing you a quick smile.

“Oh okay” you mutter dropping your head back on your pillow.

Jake swallows nervously as he scratches the back of his neck “Hey you didn’t get up for a glass of water at all did you?”

You let out a yawn pulling the covers up closer to your head “Yeah woke up at three or something and was thirsty” you mumble falling back asleep.

Jake breathes out a sigh of relief before mentally kicking himself. Why did his mind keep going back to the worst-case scenario instead of just thinking logically?

“Thought so” he whispers as he carefully walks over and presses a kiss to the top of your head.

Once he was satisfied that you were fast asleep he quietly made his way back out of the bedroom to finally make himself that coffee. He made himself some toast at the same time before sitting down at the kitchen island and eating in silence. 

He considered going and playing some video games but he couldn’t bring himself to. He hated playing any game that involved fighting. He tried to play some Call of Duty a week or so after he got home but after his character got blown up he turned it off and had to sit in silence for the next couple of hours until his breathing and heart rate returned to normal. He stuck to calmer, less violent games now like Minecraft and Mario Kart. But neither of them held his interest for long so many of his games and consoles just collected dust now.

So instead he just slowly sipped on his coffee as he watched the sunrise through the kitchen window. It was weird, before Bolivia, Jake hated silence, he was always the one to break it. But now he craved the silent moments, the moments when he could just fade away for a moment. It was easier to notice something was wrong in silence, he could hear people approaching. He couldn’t do that when it was noisy, but his friends and you expected him to still be what he used to be, so he kept up that act when he wasn’t alone.

He hadn’t realised how much time had passed and that his coffee was now stone cold until you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, hugging him from behind. The action made him flinch, he had zoned out too much to hear you approach.

“Sorry didn’t mean to make you jump” you murmured as you pressed a kiss to his shoulder “How long have you been up?” 

“Not long” Jake lies standing up from his seat “Want a cup of coffee?” He asks stepping away from you.

“Oh um yeah thank you” you mutter.

Jake looks back over his shoulder at you noticing the furrow of your brows and how you worried over your lower lip. It instantly made him flash one of his trademark boyish grins and make his way over to you.

“Should I make it extra strong? We were up pretty late last night” he grins grabbing your hips and pulling you closer “Or do you want another round first” he adds wiggling his eyebrows.

The smile returns to your lips as you wrap your arms around his shoulders and go up onto your tiptoes to press a kiss to his lips “As much as I’d like to, I have too much to do ahead of the 4th of July party next week and I’m gonna need to be able to walk” you smirk.

“Fine” Jake playfully sighs, adding a pout to fully play the part “So a large breakfast is what I’m hearing so you have the energy for round 4 later tonight” he then smirks.

“It's like you read my mind” you grin.

Jake smiles leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead before stepping away one more to start cooking breakfast. As soon as his back was to you he let the smile slip and took a deep breath hoping you didn’t see through his facade. Fake it until you make it right?

It was a week later and both you and Jake were at the Fourth of July party. Jake stood with his hands buried in his pockets with the rest of the losers watching as you cooed over baby pooch.

A small smile tugs at his lips as he watches you with the baby, you were a natural mom and he knew you would be amazing when you actually became a mom. A month after coming home Jake proposed to you, all that time away had taught him that he couldn’t bare not having a life with you. He also thought it might help get rid of the strange feeling he had ever since he got home but it only got worse. Now he was more worried about something happening to you, he wouldn’t forgive himself if something did happen to you or any future children you may have.

“Oi Jensen you paying attention” Clay hollers pulling Jake from his train of thought.

“Nah he was getting all broody watching Y/N” Pooch smirks as he takes a sip of his beer. 

Aisha smirks over at Jake elbowing him in the side “Thinking of making one of those are ya Jensen?”

Jakes coughs and stutters as he tries to form an answer because yes he was but he was also so terrified about the possibilities of what could happen he didn’t want to risk it.

“I um-i’m going to get a refill” he coughs slipping away towards the drinks cooler.

Thankfully the talk of babies and marriage was done for the day which allowed Jake to relax once more. When it was time for the fireworks you and him found a spot near the back, you tucking yourself into his side.

Jake smiled softly as he looked down at you, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. You tilted your head back, reaching up to bring his lips down to yours. Just as your lips met, the first firework went off making Jake flinch. You must have been caught by surprise too as you chuckled your hand running down his chest as you turned your attention back to the display.

As the display went on Jake thought that he wouldn’t flinch at every bang but he did. He tried to get himself under control but he just couldn’t if anything it was getting worse. He could feel sweat dripping down his back and collecting on his brow and it wasn’t because of the summer heat. He felt himself growing restless as the display went on praying each firework was the last. When it finally did end Jake made a quick exit saying he needed to take a leak just to have a few quiet moments to himself.

That night Jake tossed and turned all night, when he did finally fall asleep he wished he hadn’t. He’d suffered with nightmares ever since getting home from Bolivia and they had slowly been getting worse. This one was the worst of them all as he dreamt of Max kidnapping both you and his unborn child and holding you at gunpoint. Jake was completely powerless, he had no weapons, no back up and he didn’t have the tech Max was demanding. He woke with a loud shout just as Max shot you.

Jake’s chest was heaving but he couldn’t take a single breath. He couldn’t breathe, the walls were closing in on him and the room was spinning. His ears were ringing making his head hurt.

“Hey, hey, hey it's okay” he heard you, your voice muffled by the ringing in his ears.

His vision cleared enough for him to see that you had climbed into his lap, straddling his hips, cupping his cheeks. Your worried gaze darted over his face as you gently ran your thumbs over his cheeks.

He moved suddenly wrapping his arms around you and pulling you closer, burying his head in your chest. A sob broke free as relief courses through his body, you were okay, you were alive. You in turn wrapped your arms around him and held him close,  whispering comforting words as he broke down. 

When his sobs finally began to recede you cupped his cheeks once more and begin to wipe away his tears. 

“Wanna talk about it?” You ask softly.

Jake lets out a shuddering breath trying to get his thoughts in order and bring himself to actually say what he saw but ended up shaking his head “I- I don’t think I can” he chokes out.

You nod your head “Okay, that’s okay” you say softly wiping away more of his tears before wrapping your arms around him and holding him close.

You continue to hold him until he began to feel more normal. Until that fight or flight instinct faded away and all that was left was a level of exhaustion that he was used to now.

“I’m sorry if I scared you” he muttered quietly. 

“It’s okay, I’m just worried about you that’s all you haven’t been yourself recently,” you say resting your hand on his chest where his heart was still thundering only now it was because he realised he hadn’t been hiding it as well as he thought “you were acting strange at the party, jumping at the fireworks, you barely play any of your games anymore you’re just… you’re just not you” 

Jake let out a long sigh looking down unable to look you in the eye and see the disappointment “I’m sorry” he whispered.

“Hey it's okay, I just want to help that’s all, I love you Jake and I want you to be happy” you say gently getting him to look back up.

“I am happy I-I promise,” Jake says resting his hand over yours “I just…” he starts before taking a deep breath “I’m just scared, Max is still out there and I wouldn’t forgive myself if he got to you or any children we might have in the future” he admits.

“Okay, thank you for telling me that,” you say softly “and I know I know nothing about your world but I know you’ll keep us safe, that you and the rest of the losers will eventually track him down” you reassure him “but what about the fireworks and your games?”

Jake shrugs “I dunno I didn’t expect them to startle me as much as they did but I just felt myself beginning to panic and it's the same whenever I play my games, well most of them anyway” he explains.

Your brows furrow for a moment as you study him, Jake could practically see the cogs turning in your head before a look of realisation crossed your face.

“I think you might have PTSD” you mutter.

Jake instantly shake his head at the idea, what had happened in Bolivia was bad but it wasn’t like active combat or being caught by a road bomb. 

“I might be wrong but I think it might be a good idea to talk to a professional about it, even if it's not PTSD they’ll know how to help with what’s going on up here,” you say lightly tapping his temple.

Jake let out a long tired sigh but nodded his head “Okay, I’ll book myself in with a therapist in the morning I promise” he says.

A smile tugs at your lips “Thank you, and if you ever have a nightmare again and I’ve not woken up, wake me up” you tell him, he instantly goes to argue but you shut him down “Wake me up, let me help” you repeat only dropping it once he agreed.

“Thank you sweetheart, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about it sooner” he sighs.

“It's okay, I understand it would have been difficult but I’m here to help now so you don’t have to deal with this on my own” you tell him.

A smile tugs at Jake’s lips as he leans in to kiss you softly. He then shifted the both of you so you were lying down again. Jake held you close and it wasn’t long until he fell back asleep feeling much more peaceful than he did before.

A few weeks later Jake had gone to a few therapy sessions and even though he didn’t believe it to begin with, he was diagnosed with PTSD. He struggled to believe it to begin with but after talking things through with his therapist more things made sense. 

It was still early days and he had a long road ahead to fully learn to live with it but just understanding what was happening was helping. You had been incredibly supportive too which Jake was so grateful for, he was already feeling more normal.

Today you told him that you had a surprise for him, you wouldn’t tell him a single thing as you drove over an hour to get to your destination. When you finally arrived Jake looked out the window and saw the sign ‘Pets4Vets’

“What is this?” He asks with a frown.

“You’ll see now c’mon we don’t wanna be late” you smile getting out of the car.

Jake follows your lead, your hand taking his as you led him into the building. You only stepped away to quickly talk to the receptionist who then led you and Jake down the corridor to another room which had a couple of couches and lots of pet supplies.

“What’s going on? What is this place?” Jake asks.

You bit your lower lip to hold back your smile “Okay fine, this is a therapy dog centre, they provide emotional support dogs to veterans suffering with PTSD, when you got your diagnosis I got in contact with them and they managed to find a dog that fits perfectly” you explain “this meeting is to see if you click”

Jake was speechless his mouth opening and closing as he tried to form words. He didn’t even get the chance as the door opened and a woman with a black labrador walked in. The labrador instantly wiggled its way over to Jake making him laugh as he gave the dog all the attention it wanted.

“Well you guys are already hitting it off, this is Zelda” the woman says introducing Zelda to Jake.

Jake laughed “No shit, I love that game” he chuckles as Zelda sits down in front of him and starts licking his face.

“Match made in heaven” you smile as you grab a tennis ball and pass it to Jake.

Zelda’s eyes light up when she spots the ball, Jake’s smile widening as he wiggled it in front of her before throwing it. Zelda instantly spins and runs after the ball.

For the next 20 minutes Jake played with Zelda, loving every second of it “So how does this work?” He asks the trainer.

“Well our dogs are trained to be the perfect companions, they can detect when their partner is becoming distressed and help calm them down. They provide physical comfort and some dogs like Zelda are also trained to help reassure their partner that their house is secure and they’re safe” the trainer explains.

“Wow that’s amazing,” Jake says as he scratches Zelda behind the ear.

“Yeah and since you guys have really hit it off we can go ahead and organise a home visit and if that goes well  Zelda can be with you guys by the end of the week” the trainer smiles. 

“Thank you, we can’t thank you enough” you smile as you stroke Zelda’s head.

“It's what we do, I’ll leave you guys to hang out a little longer call if you need anything” the trainer smiles before leaving the room.

Jake smiles as he continues to play and get to know Zelda. He absolutely loved her already and all of a sudden he realised he felt like his old self again. That weight that was on his chest was gone. 

His smile was wide and he turn to look at you, leaned in a kiss you deeply “Thank you so much for this, I love you so much” 

You smile softly back at him kissing him once more “I love you too”

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Lazy Sinday - Jake Jensen with a breeding kink?

The sun is so pleasant on your skin, as is the cool stone under your back on which you're stretched after cooling down in the stream.

Everything is so quiet and serene, and it takes you a moment to realize that Jake has gone quiet too. You lift your head slightly to peek at where he sits on another stone, your clothes and backpack at his feet.

He's looking at you, but there's a new kind of intensity to his gaze. It makes you feel hot all over.

"Jake?" You bite your lip.

Fingers, which you've been mindlessly tracing across your middle and under your breasts, still. Your legs close, when you realize you've been swaying them apart.

It's nothing to be ashamed of, you know. Jake has seen you naked, spread and absolutely ruined plenty of times. But this glint in his eyes has you trembling in wariness, as well excitement.

"Fuck!" Jake curses under his breath and lifts his gaze to your face.

"Sorry, babe. But you've been touching your belly and my brain just switched. I can't stop imagining-" he groans.

He stands up, abruptly. He crosses to you in two strides, already lowering the zipper of his cargo shorts.

"Need to take you now, babe." He kicks your legs apart and drops his weight down on you.

"Need to fill you," he admits in a hot rush; mouth traveling up your chest, sucking on your nipple. "Need to breed you."

"Oh shit!" There's a visceral reaction to the urgency in Jake's revelation - your legs spread wide to accommodate him, even as your brain fights with the idea.

"Wanna see you grow with it, with my seed," Jake's lips move up your neck and chin, until he's groaning into your parted mouth.

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Steve being mortified about getting/sending a nude is hilarious 🤣 Makes me curious about how Jake Jensen would react to taking one and receiving one. Same with denial or denying his significant other in the bedroom

So I request: Not yet & photography for Jake Jensen :) <3

From this dirty ask game. 'Not Yet' was answered previously in this post. At this rate I'm gonna need a whole separate Jake Jensen Masterlist and I'm not mad about it.

MINORS DNI. They are called 'dirty' asks for a very good reason!!

P - Photography

I'd like to begin with acknowledging Jake is very tech savvy, and, therefore, can keep all of this info extremely safe. Very important.

Photos and videos: Jake fucking loves them. He spent a lot of time taking selfies before you two got together, partly as a goof, partly to practice smiling like a normal person and not a complete dork (jury's out on his success). Now he pulls you in to take a pic pretty much every date...and frequently in bed.

It became a problem at one point. He dropped the phone on your ass once when you two were fucking doggie-style. It literally bounced off your ass like a heavy coin, but that's neither here nor there. You scolded him for half-ass eating you out because he wanted a picture angled up your body between your tits.

The worst, however, was when he filmed himself finishing on your stomach, but then accidentally switched his phone into his cum-covered hand to put on the side table.

Yeah, he does not have permission to use his phone during sex anymore. Posed? Sure. But nothing is allowed to like be in motion that can distract him. Idjit.

In general, he really likes receiving raunchy texts, photos, and videos from you.

Thank you for asking!

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Oh man, sorry that's short, but I think it's about all I can say on the subject 😏

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evergreen university, student bios

Y/n Y/l/n (angel) | major: psychology | everyone is blatantly in love with her, sensitive little bean

Curtis Everett | major: sociology | mma fighter, hopeless in the kitchen (unless it's to make a protein shake, that's literally the only edible thing he knows how to make)

Steve Rogers | major: history | drew you a comic for your birthday one year, mom friend

Frank Adler | major: mathematics | quiet till you get to know him, secretly a genius

Jake Jensen | major: computer science | takes april fools way too seriously, goofy gamer bf vibes

Lloyd Hansen | major: business | cutie disguised as an asshole, has a knack for getting in trouble

Ransom Drysdale | major: business | new transfer student who already thinks he owns the school, asshole disguised as an asshole

Natasha Romanoff | major: linguistics | angel's roommate, only uses silly nicknames when talking about the people she hook up with (like jazz guy or yoga chick) never their actual names

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