#jakekiszka

[aflame4goinghome]

Just A Kiss

Pairings: Jake Kiszka x bisexual!reader, Jake Kiszka x female OC, reader x female OC

Word Count: 8.9k

Warnings: THIS STORY CONTAINS SMUT, MINORS DNI!! swearing, flirting, unfaithfulness (kinda), possessiveness, jealousy, some arguing, mentions of drinking, LGBTQ topics SMUT: kissing, touching, dirty talk, sexually implicit language, fingering (f. receiving), oral sex (f. & m. receiving), unprotected sex, biting, slight dom/sub dynamic, dominance switching, threesome, slight breeding kink, hint of a praise kink

A/N: Well… I guess you can say that I was inspired by certain recent events. This is all a work of fiction, of course! I took inspiration and ran with it from there… The title is inspired by A Kiss by The Driver Era :) This fic is in collaboration with my good friend @dancingcarbon! We hope you enjoy it ;) *it’s only lightly edited ok so sorry for any typos*

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“Ten minutes ‘til we hit the stage– places in five!” you hear echo through the hallway beyond the dressing room door. You’re lounging comfortably on the sofa, legs hanging off the armrest as you scroll through your social media and wait for the show to start. When you hear the call for places, you flip your phone over and place it on your lap to look over at Jake, who’s finishing getting ready in the mirror across the room from you. You watch as he takes one last look in the mirror, then turns and strides toward you with a smug smile. 

“How do I look?” he asks, smirking as he places his hands on either side of the couch and hovers over you, bending slightly to allow his face to be level with yours. You smile wide as you look up at him, brushing your hands softly on the expensive, beautiful material of his jacket. Your eyes meet his, tightly lined with eyeliner and half-lidded from the two glasses of whiskey he already had.

“You look sexy as always, my love…” you answer, leaning your lips upward to catch his, kissing him quickly before the two of you get up and walk toward the door. His arm snakes around your waist as he opens the door for you, smacking your ass playfully as you walk out the door in front of him. Entering the hallway, you see the other guys not too far ahead of you, heading toward the stage. You intended to watch the show from the wings tonight rather than sitting in seats, since you were here alone and figured you’d get the best view there.

This wasn’t your first rodeo. You and Jake have been dating since all the way back when they used to play in bars, and you’ve been by him every step of the way. You’ve been his biggest fan and supporter, coming to as many shows of each tour as the paid time off at your job would allow. Luckily for you, dating the lead guitarist of a famous rock band was a pretty good excuse to miss work. 

Your job gives you a lot of leeway in terms of submitting assignments, since it’s more on the freelancer side of things, so you always have plenty of opportunities to join him and the band on tour. You’ve already been to plenty of shows on this leg of the tour, but Jake insisted on you coming along to all of them once again.

“Cone on, you’re my lucky charm, baby,” he said, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist as he pulled you into him. It was the day before they were meant to leave for the next branch of the tour, and he was desperately trying to get you to come along.

“Jake, I can’t this time. I have a huge project due next week, I can’t just go halfway across the country with you,” you said, groaning frustratedly as you tried to escape his hold on you, but failing miserably. His right hand came up to brush your hair behind your ear, stroking your cheek softly as he pled with you.

“You can do it remotely, I’m sure they’ll understand,” he said, using his pointer finger to lift your chin and look you in the eye. “I need you there.” As his eyes bore into yours intensely, you caved in. 

“Fine…” you groaned as he captured you in a kiss, smiling against your lips. 

“You won’t regret this,” he said.

As you approach the wings of the stage, Jake turns around one more time before walking up to the catwalk, cupping your cheeks to kiss your lips softly.

“This is all for you, my love,” he whispers against your lips. You smirk as your arms wrap around his waist, your hands squeezing his hips tightly. 

“Considering how hot and bothered you get on that stage sometimes, I would hope it’s all for me…” you whisper against his ear. Your fingers ghost over the bare skin of his abdomen and a shiver runs through him as you feel his cock grow hard against you through his pants. 

“Careful, sweetheart… How am I supposed to play a show when you start saying things like that,” he says, kissing down your jaw.

“I suppose you’ll just have to wait,” you say with a smug smile as a stage manager calls him over to him. He shoots you a quick wink, then walks over to the stage and slides his guitar on over his head. You watch as the overture starts to approach the end and he walks up the stairs to wait along the back catwalk for the curtain to drop. 

You decide to move closer to the front of the wings, standing far enough back to not be seen by the crowd, but close enough to be able to see both the band and the fans in the pit below. You see all of their excited faces as they scream for the guys, the anticipation building slowly. 

The curtain finally falls and the crowd loses their minds watching them open the show. You look out into the pit to watch their reactions one by one– people-watching is one of your favorite pastimes, especially when it comes to the fans and seeing their excitement. It’s something that always thrilled you from the start. 

As your eyes pan to each fan on the barricade, they’re immediately halted on one individual in the center. God, she was beautiful. All of Greta Van Fleet’s fans are beautiful– it’s just a consistent factor when they make sure beautiful music— but this girl genuinely stopped you in your tracks. 

Her long dirty blonde hair sat on her shoulder in a loose wave, with a few pieces pinned back in the front with barretts shaped like stars. Her makeup was gorgeous, with several small rhinestones sitting delicately underneath her eyes, lighting up her face even more. Her top was tight and had a deep neckline, which made it impossible for you to look away. 

You’ve always known you were bisexual from a young age, this isn’t new. You’ve been with plenty of girls before, even before Jake came along. It’s something you were completely open about with Jake and it added for some spicy dynamics, whether it be talking about a girl you both found attractive, hitting on girls in front of him, or sometimes even engaging in a harmless make-out at a bar while locking eyes with him over her shoulder. Taking it a step further and bringing someone into the bedroom had been something both of you were interested in– you’ve discussed different boundaries and comfort levels but when it came to the reality of organizing one, you both agreed that it occurring organically felt better. 

As your eyes continue to explore her, they land on her hands that sit atop the barricade and you notice the small sign that she’s holding. You can’t make out exactly what it says from this far away, but you’re certain that it has Jake’s name on it.

Of course– all of the sexiest girls are Jake fans. How could you blame them? He’s ungodly talented, sexy, confident, and more. At times it’s been hard to keep the slight twinge of jealousy at bay. As Jake struts down the upper catwalk toward the front of the stage, her eyes are glued to him. You can’t help but wish that she’d look at you that way, with lust, admiration, and desire. 

As you continue to steal glances throughout the set, you notice that she’s starting to return your eye contact. To your surprise, this time she looked past Jake and directly at you, breaking eye contact to look down blushing to herself, before pushing her hair behind her ear, meeting your eyes once again with her bottom lip between her teeth. It felt good to get a little bit of what Jake gets each night, a harmless flirtatious from afar. Or from afar you thought.

As the show went on, you tried your best to keep your mind off of her. You chose to watch Jake instead, which certainly did the trick. Watching as he rutted his hips against his guitar always made your legs clench shut with want for him, and he knew it too. You knew he did it more often when he knew you were watching, making it feel like a dirty little secret between you two. 

When Jake began thrusting against his guitar and throwing his head back as he began his solo for The Archer, instead of staying on him, your eyes shot to the girl in the crowd. You stifle a quiet moan from leaving your mouth as you see the expression on her face as she watches your boyfriend play. It’s lustful and full of need, sending shockwaves right to your core.

You look back at Jake and see his eyes are on you, which makes your desire so much deeper.  You can’t decipher the look on his face, but it’s passionate and so hot. Suddenly, almost out of nowhere, he starts to approach the steps toward the floor. What the fuck is he doing?

You watch as he makes his way to the pit, his solo still raging on. He approaches the barricade, playing out a long, whiny note as his eyes find a girl in the crowd– your girl. You finally have a good view of the sign she’s holding: “I’m a Jake Girl”.

You almost can’t believe your eyes as Jake looks down at the sign with a smirk then looks back up at the girl, leaning up and kissing her on the cheek. Her face lights up, her cheeks turning pink as he smiles at her. As Jake returns to strutting down the barricade, you catch her glimpsing back up at you with a look that only spurred your lust. Not in a combative challenge, but as almost a nod to what you’ve managed to lock down. There was something about it that only spurred your nefarious thoughts. 

You just stand there in the wings slackjacked as he walks toward his usual spot on the stage, finishing up his solo and waiting for Josh to come back out on stage. What the hell just happened? And why did you feel more turned on than jealous? 

You manage to channel the multitude of emotions from Jake’s little stunt and enjoy the rest of the show. Jake avoided your attention entirely, exiting on the other side of the stage before the encore. Soon enough, the encore ends and the band says their goodbyes, exiting the stage. He finally walks off to the side of the stage, handing off his guitar to a tech while looking for you but you are nowhere to be found. You had told his tech to tell him you’d see him in his dressing room. 

Over the years, you both have your moments of being the one in control during sex, but more often than not, he ends up being the dominant one. If this was any other night, you would know that you would pay for your attitude later tonight. This time, however, you have much different plans. 

After a short detour, you stroll into his dressing room to find Jake unwinding, taking off his jacket and kicking off his boots. “There you are, where were you?” he asks, somewhat annoyed.

“Nowhere important, don’t worry about it” you respond nonchalantly as you proceed further into the room. 

“Enjoy the show?” he cheekily asks. 

“Not as much as you apparently” you return his tone with a look over your shoulder. A smug grin crosses his face as he runs his fingers over his mustache. You continue to the vanity, picking up a towel sitting there and throwing it towards him. He chooses to ignore your passive-aggressive comment for now and proceeds with his post-show routine, removing his stage makeup.

“The crowd went crazy tonight during my solo during Lover, Leaver,” he says proudly as he wipes the towel across his face. A sly smile crosses your face, still turned away, as the game and your strategy perfectly revealed itself, this was going to be fun, two can play this game but you’d be the winner. 

“Oh, did they? I’m sorry babe, I must have missed that,” you answer coldly, focusing on your phone with your back still to him. In the mirror, you saw him stop and lower the towel from his face to reveal a confused look. You have him exactly where you want him. You look up from your phone and catch his eyes in the reflection, his puzzled look begging you to elaborate. 

“I’m sure it was great, love,” you continue while finishing up on your phone, “I just wasn’t really paying attention to you.” You slip your phone into your pocket and turn around, leaning against the vanity with your hands placed on it behind you. 

“My eyes were drawn elsewhere tonight… distracted, if you will, by someone else,” you continue, looking across at him to gauge his reaction. His confused look quickly turned into a sour one. You could see his mind churning, searching for what you meant or who you meant, recounting instances of his brothers’ antics to determine what could have pulled your eyes. You pressed off the vanity, slowly walking over towards him.

“Am I confusing you? I thought I might,” you say smugly. His brows furrow as you continue. “Sorry about that. I’m just still feeling a bit hot and bothered thinking about this girl who caught my eye during your show… God, she was just stunning…”

You saw it in his eyes that he’s connected the dots before they slightly roll back and he quickly bit his lip to contain himself. The game was afoot. You place your hands on his shoulders, continuing to back him up onto the couch. With him seated, you climb on top of him, leaning down to his ear.

“Seems like you thought so too,” you whisper as you place a light peck below his ear. You feel his vocal cords vibrate against your lips on his neck as he finally mutters out an answer.

“Did I turn you on baby?” he asks, his arms wrapping around your waist. How arrogant. You pulled your lips off his neck just enough to respond to his inquiry. 

“She did,” you breathe out, hot against his ear, hearing a soft whimper tumble from his lips as you move to his other ear. “All you did was make me competitive, so now I unfortunately have to get a taste for myself.” You feel his dick harden in his pants below you as his hands tighten around your hips.

“Fuck,” he shuttered out, looking at you with darkened eyes. 

“If you want to have your cake and eat it too, then so can I,” you say smartly, looking down at him, half-lidded with desire. His hands on your hips pushed you down into his lap, grinding his throbbing, hard cock against your clothed core.

“Y/N, don’t start something you can’t finish,” he spoke out in an attempt to gain back some control. 

“You’re more than welcome to call my bluff,” you chuckled before your phone pinged with a notification. You pulled back from Jake and retrieved your phone from your back pocket, still straddling him as you read the notification. 

“Ah, have to go,” you spoke as you stood up off of him with no further explanation.

 “Where could you possibly be going?” he smugly spit out as he sat there confidently thinking that he was about to win this round of your little game, getting you as the reward. God, this was going to be good. 

“To have my cake and eat her too,” you answer convincingly, holding up your phone to show a selfie of the girl from the show, sitting at the bar of your hotel. At that, you grab your bag and head for the door. 

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Jake had no less sprinted out after you the second you left his dressing room, clad only in his black pants. As he attempted to adjust himself to conceal his obvious erection, you dropped the game momentarily to discuss the prospect of a threesome finally becoming a reality. 

You told Jake about how you grabbed a copy of the setlist, scribbled a message asking her to meet you both for a drink, and convinced a security guard to run it out to her. You had lingered for a moment to ensure she got it and immediately felt your phone buzz with a message. 

“What did she say?” Jake quickly asked, pulling you back into the present moment and turning his head around to ensure no one was privy to the conversation. 

“That she would love to buy me a drink,” you smirked out. His face sank a bit as you teased him, “Oh, and she said you were welcome too, of course.” The reality of the situation seemed to hit Jake as he once again nervously ran his hand over this mustache. 

“Now hurry up, rinse off, and get changed, the Uber is 11 minutes away and I think we’d both prefer that you buy us those drinks,” you say casually, walking toward the exit. When he didn’t move, you started to wonder if you had pushed him too far. But the second you turn back around and open your mouth to speak, Jake’s lips crash against yours as he grips your face between his hands.

 “I want this, don’t worry, I do. But fuck Y/N, seeing you like this and how much you want it… this side of you is so hot, I almost came in my pants just from you talking like that in my dressing room,” he admits, looking down at you with a smile. You laugh and felt the game pick up again as you swatted his ass.

“It’s just a drink, let’s just feel it out, okay?” you say, backing out of his grip to turn back toward the door. “Now, get a move on!”

The ride back to the hotel had been unremarkable, given the back of an Uber didn’t seem the best place to speak freely about a threesome. But words weren’t needed right now. You exchanged some knowing glances and squeezes and those non-verbal interactions did all the talking. You felt incredibly lucky to be with a man who let an essential part of you, your sexuality, exist freely. 

He’d done that the entire time you’ve been together of course, but he never once fetishized your sexuality and that’s why it was important to you that you were the one to orchestrate this adventure. You were at a point in your relationship that never existed in priors where you felt nothing but excitement to share this with him. As you returned to the hotel, hand in hand, you exchanged one last look before entering the bar. 

“We can stop at any time, okay? Whether that’s after a drink, a kiss, or whenever. There are zero expectations,” you assure him quietly. He quickly kisses your cheek and whispers, “I love you.” 

You smile and squeeze his hand, “Shall we?” you ask. “After you, my love.”

As you turn to the darkly lit bar, you spot her tucked away in a back corner booth, the sultriness of the ambiance only spurring you on more. She notices you enter, her face lighting up as she waves to acknowledge you. You wave back with one hand, Jake’s in your other as you weave through the room toward the booth. 

“I hope you don’t mind I started without you,” she says, nodding toward her nearly empty drink. 

“Not at all,” you quickly smiled back, sliding into the booth next to her. “I know Jake would personally love to get you another, if you’d like,” you continue, breaking your eye contact with her to look at Jake as her own eyes follow. 

“Would be my pleasure,” Jake replies with a shy smile. God, he looked even sexier under the dim candlelight. Her eyes darted back to you, almost nervously. 

“I’m a tequila girl so I’m getting a tequila soda, what are you drinking?” you ask reassuringly. “I’d love a rum and coke,” she replies.

“Coming right up,” Jake says with a smile before retreating to the bar as you turn back to her.

“Hi,” you say cheerfully. “I guess we haven’t actually introduced ourselves… I’m Y/N.” 

“I’m Sadie,” she says with a smile. Almost out of instinct, you held out your hand to shake hers.

“It’s nice to–” Before you can finish, she ignores both your hand and response, leaning in to plant a light kiss on your cheek… and just like that, the fire inside you is reignited. At the same moment, Jake returned with your drinks.

“Ah, getting acquainted I see,” he says as he sets the drinks down before sliding in next to you. 

“Just playing catch up,” you return with a wink, getting a chuckle out of them both. “Jake, this is Sadie,” you introduce. “Nice to meet you, Sadie,” Jake says with a smile.

All three of you chuckle, given the circumstances, then you continue to strike up the conversation to get to know each other better. The conversation flows comparable to the drinks in front of you, as if you were old friends but with so much to explore with each other. Jake eventually retreated for another round of drinks for the table. As Sadie puts down her empty glass, she leans onto the table toward you.

“I just have to say, you have the most stunning eyes,” she whispers, her eyes glossy as she looks at you with desire. She was close enough for you to smell the rum on her breath, turning you on even more. 

“I could say the same about you,” you retort with your glass in hand, chewing on the straw. Sadie leans in and pushes a fallen piece of hair back behind your ear then replaces her hand with her lips, leaning in to place a soft kiss on your earlobe. A shiver shoots down your spine and you know that the spark has definitely been lit.

Jake returns silently, admiring the moment as he quietly slides himself back into the booth. You look back at him with a look of lust and admiration and he returns your prideful look with a slight nod as you turn back to face Sadie. 

“Hey, if it’s something you might be interested in…” you began to blurt out, without any idea of what you were going to say next. Jake almost sensing it, jumping in to finish the question for you, taking the weight off of your shoulders.

“I sent our drinks up to our room, if you would like to join us upstairs for a nightcap,” he says, a hint of seductiveness coating his voice. “Or, we are also more than happy to just have one more down here and call it a night. It’s entirely your choice, of course.”

You looked back at Jake, he somehow managed to perfectly capture your thoughts and sentiments in the gentle manner you were seeking. Oh, how you loved this man. You both watch a slight blush populate Sadie’s face as she looks up at you.

“I am definitely interested in the nightcap option,” she says with a shy smile, placing her hand on your thigh with ardor in her eyes. 

The late hour had afforded a quiet hallway to which you did your best to stifle your conversation and laughter, arriving at your hotel room door. Jake quickly flashes the keycard and holds the door for you both to enter. Your nightcap round has already arrived and was sitting on the coffee table where you all gathered around. Jake had opted for tequila on the rocks and given the time that had span, the rocks were no more. 

“I am going to grab some ice, hang tight,” he announced before grabbing the ice bucket and exiting the room. You turned back to Sadie, whose eyes were already locked on you. 

“I hope you know how badly I want you,” Sadie said, closing the space between you two on the couch. You felt your body start to warm from her proximity, growing wetter by the minute from her tits on full display as she leans forward toward you. 

“I think I have an idea,” you respond playfully, reaching for the back of her neck. You pull her into you, your lips finally meeting after you’d been craving it all night. In one fluid motion, you lean her back against the couch and straddle her– the second time you’ve been in this position tonight. You return your lips to her mouth and continue, hearing the keycard unlock the door. You smirk to yourself, feeling ready for the games to begin. After a moment, you manage to pull your lips away and look over to see Jake standing at the end of the couch, his cock hardening at the sight.

“I’m sorry baby,” you say in your best sultry voice. “I couldn’t wait to get a taste of her, since you’ve already gotten one tonight.” You grab Sadie’s chin, turning her face towards Jake, and lick a long strip up her exposed neck, from her collarbone to ear, before taking her earlobe into your mouth, finishing with it between your teeth, locking eyes again with Jake in the process. “She tastes so sweet.”

Sadie whimpers softly as you feel her clench her thighs below you. You watch a soft yet pronounced “Fuck” fall from Jake's lips as he began to palm himself over his pants. The feeling of getting both Sadie and Jake off with your action alone has your head spinning and your heat dripping. You pull off of Sadie’s ear with a pop, leaning back up. 

“Join us, baby,” you say in Jake’s direction. Jake hurriedly slams the ice bucket down on the coffee table before taking a seat next to Sadie. 

“Can I take this off?” Sadie inquires with her hands on the bottom of your shirt as she sits up slightly. 

“By all means,” you shoot back playfully. With your shirt off, you reposition yourself with one knee in between Sadie’s legs and one in between Jake’s, straddling their two thighs. You lean into Jake, meeting his mouth and licking into it while Sadie works to open the couple of buttons left on Jake’s shirt. 

Your hand meets Jake’s on your cheek and you take his in yours, guiding it to curl around Sadie’s shoulder. They both blush shyly at first before you place a hand on the back of Sadie’s neck. Slowly, you lean back and guide their mouths together, nodding for them to kiss. Once their lips meet, you move towards Jake’s now exposed neck, planting sloppy, open-mouth kisses all over. You feel him moan into Sadie’s mouth and your core begins to drip, picturing how his brows were probably furrowing. 

You take the opportunity with them both engaged to remove your bra as you sit on top of them. As if sensing it, they both come up for air and appraise your bare chest, sending an intoxicating high throughout your body. To your surprise, Sadie leans in first, going straight for your tit and taking it into your mouth. Fuck, her mouth feels good. As she swirls her tongue around your hardened nipple, Jake places sloppy kisses down your neck until he reaches your other nipple, mimicking Sadie and taking it into his mouth. The gasp that escapes your mouth startles even yourself, and their collective moans against your skin suggest that they were satisfied with your reaction.

“Holy fuck,” you shutter out as you mindlessly, in search of relief, grind against where their two thighs met below you. You can feel Sadie growing wet against your knee and your wandering hand finds Jake’s dick, hard and throbbing against his pants. He moans again slightly as you palm his length, releasing your nipple from his mouth as his hand comes up to your cheek. 

“Fuck Y/N, you’re a goddess,” he whispers, loud enough for Sadie to hear, moaning against your nipple in agreement. You bite your lip and whimper slightly before breaking free of Jake’s grip and lifting Sadie’s head off your chest to connect with her mouth briefly. 

“Jakey, those pants look so tight and constricting, why don’t you get more comfortable?” you say before taking Sadie back in your mouth. As Jake stands up to shed layers, you slowly undress Sadie to match your current topless state and return the favor to her chest. 

“Oh god, Y/N, your mouth feels so good,” she sighs out. You looked up at her, taking in her blissed-out state and you can’t help but grind down on her. You both let out a breathy moan at the sensation and you hear Jake groan quietly behind you as he continues to palm himself over his briefs, watching you ride her. 

You sit back up, one arm resting on the back of the couch while the other sits on Sadie’s knee as you continue to grind against her slowly, relieving you both. Her hands meet your hips and guide you, the friction being exactly what she needs. You catch Jake’s eyes, seemingly thankful to even be witnessing such erotica. You call him over and tilt your head all the way back to look directly up while he stands over you and leans down to meet your lips. Pulling away, you lock eyes with Sadie, exchanging a shared look. 

“I think it’s time we give our Jakey boy here some attention, what do you think Sadie?” you schemed with a smirk. 

“Only if you think he deserves it,” Sadie replies, running her hands over your body and taking your tit into her mouth once more. Her jumping in playfully only spurs your arousal and you watch Jake’s eyes practically roll to the back of his head as he stands over you both. You chuckle before standing up off Sadie and walking behind Jake, resting your hands on his shoulders softly. 

“Do you want that Jake?” you tease, your breath ghosting against the shell of his ear. “Your cock must be practically dripping, do want us to give you some relief, baby?” You feel his entire body shutter against you as he licks his lips and nods his head furiously. 

“Fuck, yeah baby…” he answers breathlessly. “Want your mouth on my cock so bad.” His admission only strokes your dominant front even more as you lick up his neck to his ear and reach around to palm him over his briefs. 

“I was actually hoping I could see Sadie’s mouth on your cock…” you whisper against his ear. Unable to contain the guttural moan that escaped his chest, he leans his head back against you, your words and touch hardening his cock even more. “Is that okay, baby?” you ask, egging him on. You feel him nod against you and you look over at Sadie, giving her a wink as she rises off the couch to approach you both, dropping to her knees.

“I am going to slide these off,” you whisper into Jake’s ear, lowering his briefs and freeing his leaking cock, before Sadie pulls them down the rest of the way. 

“Something to get you started,” you say teasingly as you run your hand through your own dripping core before reaching back around and pumping Jake’s throbbing cock with your arousal. Jake gasps at the contact as you both look down to watch your hand pump him, coating him with yourself. Looking down, you see Sadie bite her lip at your action, making you moan into Jake’s ear. You give Jake one last stroke before letting go. 

“May I?” you hear Sadie squeak out innocently. You smile down at her as Jake stays silent, almost as if he’s deferring the decision to you. 

“Jake, be polite and ask her nicely if she will please put your cock in her pretty mouth” you command, placing a soft kiss on his shoulder. You hear his breath catch before he looks down at her and breathily moans out, “Sadie, will you please put my cock in your pretty mouth?” Sadie smiles and nods before opening her mouth. 

“Good boy,” you whisper against his skin as you lick at his ear from behind him, sliding your arms around his waist and placing them on his chest, holding him tight. You were in this together and wanted to be as close to him as possible. As Sadie takes Jake into her mouth, Jake lets out a deep groan and drops one of his arms back to grip your thigh, as if searching for something to sturdy him. 

“You doing okay, baby?” you ask. As Jake starts to answer, your hand shoots up from his chest to his mouth to cover it. “I was asking Sadie,” you continue. “You okay, Sadie baby? You’re treating Jake’s cock so nicely.” Sadie simply hums her affirmative, not even bothering to take Jake’s cock out of her mouth and you feel Jake moan against your hand at the vibration. You withdraw from behind him and press against his side as he quickly pulls you in, squeezing your hips so hard, you’re sure they’d bruise.  

“Sadie looks so sexy with your cock in her pretty mouth, doesn’t she Jakey?” Numb from the pleasure, Jake simply hums out the affirmative, just as Sadie did, only to be met with you twisting his nipple. “Nah-uh, baby, manners,” you scold him. “Say thank you to Sadie for treating your cock so nicely.” Jake winced in pleasure before managing to get out, “Thank you for sucking my cock so nicely Sadie.” 

You turn your attention to look at Sadie now– god, she did look fucking incredible with Jake’s beautiful cock in her mouth. You can’t help but get turned on just by the sight of it. You lower yourself down to kneel beside her as you press kisses up her shoulder, clearing her hair away from her neck. “You are being so good to Jake, let me be good for you,” you whisper as you lick up her neck. 

She sighs so softly as your hand rakes over her chest and slowly finds its way to her heat. You stop at the hem of her thong before continuing further down. 

“Is this alright, baby?” you watch as she pulls off of Jake for air, using it to beg you to continue before taking Jake back in her mouth. You dip your hand into her heat as you smirk up at Jake. You immediately made contact with her swollen, sensitive bud as she yelps out against Jake’s dick from the relief. 

“Fuuuuuck, baby, it feels so fucking good when you make her whine like that around my cock,” Jake groans, throwing his head back. You chuckle as you continue to work Sadie’s clit, running your fingers through her folds.

“God, you are so fucking wet” you mutter as she moans lightly at your touch. You slip your fingers into her, eliciting a strong and loud moan that makes Jake quiver. As you work your fingers into her, rubbing her clit with your thumb, you reached the spot that made her push off Jake, gasping for air. 

“Oh fuck, Y/N, fuck– your fingers feel incredible,” she spits out. 

“Yeah? Right there, baby? God you’ve been so good to Jake, let me thank you properly” you answer, quickening your pace inside her. 

“Holy shit, Y/N,”  you heard Jake mutter while he lazily strokes himself as he watches you make Sadie unravel at your touch.

“Yes, YES! Fuck, oh my god, right there Y/N, please don’t stop,” Sadie screams out so needily that you can feel yourself dripping. “Let go, Sadie, we’ve got you, let me have it.” you chirp, bringing your other hand to work her clit and allow your other to reach up even further to her special spot and pump at a brutal pace. 

“OH, fuck, Y/N, I’m gon- I’m gon-” Sadie yelped. “Cum? Baby, here’s hoping, come on,” you encourage. 

You notice Jake has now lowered himself to your ear whispering “I’m not even touching myself and  fuck– I could fucking cum Y/N, goddamn.” 

You smirk back as you feel her squeeze around your fingers, right on the edge, so you lean in, placing your mouth around her nipple, pushing her into orgasmic ecstasy with your mouth as she screams out and rides your hand through her high, feeling her drip down your hand. After a moment, you slowly withdraw your soaked hand.

“Jesus Christ, Y/N, that was amazing,” she says breathlessly as she comes down. “You’re amazing.” 

“She sure fucking is, isn’t she?” Jake chimes in from behind you.

You lean into Sadie and plant a long kiss on her lips. You exchange a smile before starting to rise when she grabs your hand, looking up at you from her knees. 

“Now let me show you how good you made me feel,” she seductively breathes out. You can feel your core dripping as you bite your lip. Nodding, she pulls herself up with your help, backing you both towards the bed. When the backs of her legs reach the bed, she drops to the floor, on her knees and you give her a confused look. 

“I want to taste and please you the same way I did Jake, on my knees for you,” she says, looking up at you through her eyelashes. You feel your eyes roll to the back of your head as you run your hand through her hair and nod. Fuck, she keeps getting sexier, so eager to please you and Jake. You feel Jake’s breath on your neck as he stands behind you. “Fuck baby,” he mutters “You sure know how to pick ‘em…” he says, smirking into your skin as he presses his lips to your shoulder. 

Without a second thought, Sadie buries her face into you, knocking the air right out of you with the way her tongue pierces your dripping cunt. “Oh fuck, Sadie,” you shutter out and you can feel her hum against your clit. You reach for her head for stability, when Jake chimes in from behind. 

“Hold onto me, baby, I’ve got you,” he whispers, moving both of your arms to hold the back of his neck, essentially hanging onto him. He snakes his hands over your body, finally reaching your chest, as he buries his face into your neck the same way Sadie is currently doing so in your heat. You let out the most stinging moan as Sadie’s fingers slide inside you while Jake plays with your nipples, running his mouth all over your neck. 

“That’s it, baby, just relax and enjoy. Let us worship you,” Jake says against your skin as Sadie concurs with a long hum over your clit, her fingers working you perfectly. Your chest continues to heave as Sadie shakes her head side to side through your heat, Jake peering down to watch, his cock hard against your ass. 

“Mmmm, doesn’t she taste amazing, Sadie? The sweetest pussy I’ve ever tasted,” Jake rasps out. Sadie begins a nodding action, the feeling amazing, as her tongue laps at you in that motion and you can’t help but grind down onto Sadie’s face and she continues to work you with her fingers. 

You are in a state of suspending euphoria you have never experienced before. The way Jake is leading you through it,  pushing you further and further to the edge.

“Do you trust me?” you hear Jake say, ripping you out of your euphoric state. “What?” you ask, quickly turning your head to get a glimpse of him. “Of course,” you answer. Jake meets your lips and continues, “Go with me on this.” You nod, confused but willing. 

He takes his left hand, wraps it around your front, pulling you back harshly, pressing you completely up against him, his cock painfully hard against your back. He peers over your shoulder, down at Sadie, snaking his right arm around your side before grabbing a handful of her hair. 

“Sadie, I am going to try something, just stay still and if you want us to stop, double tap my leg.” She begins to nod but Jake pulls her off of you to get a verbal confirmation. “Got it,” she says, looking up at you, wiping her dripping chin with the back of her hand, eagerly returning her mouth to you as you shutter against her. 

Jake tightens his grip around you and widens his stance, situating you two perfectly, almost fused together as one, with his cheek nuzzled up against yours. With a handful of Sadie’s hair, he begins to rock his hips. “Come on baby, rock with me,” he says. You begin to move with the rhythm of his hips, a loud drawn-out moan fills the heated air, your clit perfectly grinding against Sadie’s tongue. 

“That’s it, love, let me grind you onto Sadie’s face.” His words alone send your mind reeling and you completely surrender to him. Your hands leave the back of his neck, falling to steady yourself on the bed behind Sadie, Jake following you to this new angle. He takes advantage of the increased mobility to press you hard against him, holding Sadie’s head steady for you, as he quickens his pace and begins to fuck you onto Sadie’s face faster.  Jake’s own moans start to permeate the air as he humps his dick against your backside in search of desperate relief. 

“Fuck, Y/N,” he spits out, licking at your ear. You can’t tell if it’s the actual pleasure or how fucking depraved this act is that has you chasing your high. Sadie continues her devastating pace with her tongue and fingers, only to reach around  Jake and push you both hard into her mouth. 

“Ah, fuck!” you yelp out and hear her moan against your clit. Jake’s own breathing is hot and heavy in your ear. “Fuck yes baby, that’s it.” He continues working you both into Sadie’s mouth as they get you close and starting to see stars. 

“Oh fuck, you both feel so good” you breathe out. 

“Is our pretty girl going to cum for us?” Jake says. “You going to finish all over Sadie’s pretty face?” Sadie pulls away for a moment, still working her fingers at a punishing pace. “Please Y/N, I want it, just like this” she spits out before returning her mouth to you. 

You begin to white knuckle the sheets, “Fuck fuck fuck FUCK” you scream, “Cum for us baby, do it, do it Y/N,” Jake authoritatively breathes out.

With Sadie reaching deeper inside you, pointedly flicking at your clit, and Jake fucking you against her mouth with his dick hard and leaking against your back, you’re nearly catapulted into another dimension. Your body is almost weightless as Jake holds you and Sadie steadies you with her hands, now resting firmly on your hips. Your moans come out as screams as Sadie works your wet release out of you before you hear the sound of it hitting the marble tile below, the filthy sounds echoing throughout the room. 

“Holy fucking shit, Y/N,” Jake breathes out as he peers further over you after feeling your orgasm on his bare feet. “That’s my good girl, that’s it, baby, fucking soak us.” 

You are completely fucked out, Sadie’s lapping at your clit makes you spasm as the rest of your release gushes out and drips down her face. You stay hunched over, heaving, arms barely holding you up against the bed, as Sadie gently runs her hands up and down your thighs reassuringly and Jake peppers kisses on your back. 

“Relax, Y/N. Just breathe baby, that’s it,” he speaks softly against your skin. After a moment, you catch your breath and find the strength to move one hand to Sadie’s face as she stays kneeling in front of you. You run your hand over her soaked face, letting out a breathy laugh that you two shared. 

“Fuck Sadie, you are a marvel,” you breathe out. 

“Y/N that has got to be one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen, you two are so fucking sexy,” she replies, placing a soft kiss on your inner thigh. You chuckle again at her words before reaching down to help her stand up before motioning to Jake. 

“Come on baby, help me get her cleaned up,” you say, raising your eyebrow at him and he nods, getting the message loud and clear. You lead the charge, taking to one side of her face and Jake takes the other, cleaning your release right off of her face. 

“Mmmmm” Jake hums. “You taste even better like this, if that’s even possible.” And just like that, you can feel your core dripping again. A devilish grin falls over your face. 

“Speaking of taste, Sadie, I haven’t tasted you in the way I want to yet.” You watch Sadie’s eyes darken as you back her to the bed. You slowly lower you both onto the bed, as you crawl up to Sadie’s face, sucking kisses all over her neck, running your teeth over her collarbone as she melts into your touch. As you continue to trace your teeth over Sadie’s chest, you reflexively sink your teeth in and yelp out in response to feeling Jake’s warm mouth against your cunt. 

“Sorry baby” you whisper up to Sadie before placing a gentle kiss on the bite. She smiles and takes your hair back behind your ear. 

“Fuck, baby” you hear Jake moan against you. “I can still taste the fruits of Sadie’s labor and damn is it fucking sweet, mhmmm.” The sound of him slurping you only makes you drip more into his mouth before he pulls off and begins to stroke himself at the sight before him. 

“I bet you taste just as sweet” you mumble over Sadie’s stomach, your mouth making its way down to her heat. You hear Sadie moan softly, placing kisses on her mound. “Sadie, baby…” you call out. She sits up on her elbows and looks at you. 

“Do you think we should let Jake fuck me while I eat you out all nice and pretty?” You can almost hear Jake’s eyes roll back at your remark. Sadie flashes a devilish grin, looking back at him stroking himself behind your raised ass. 

“He’s has been so good for us, hasn’t he?” she says smugly. The way she jumped right into your game without a word had you lustful once again. “But only if you think it’s okay,” she continued. You smiled back at her, before turning to Jake. 

“Jakey, say thank you to Sadie for letting you fuck me.” Jake’s entire body shuttered as his hand quickened for a few more strokes along his dick before stopping. “Thank you, Sadie, for letting me fuck Y/N,” he moaned without a second thought, absolutely desperate to finally feel you around him. He crawled onto the bed, kneeling behind you as you resumed your work on Sadie’s waiting heat. 

As your tongue found her clit, Jake seamlessly pushed right into you, still wet with your last orgasm. “And thank you, Sadie, for eating this pussy so good, Y/N feels so fucking incredible,” Jake stuttered out. Not missing a beat, he leans down to your ear, and whispers, “How’s your cake taste baby?” You groan against Sadie’s clit at Jake’s comment, your mind racing from the feeling of him inside you and her quivering underneath you.

“Fucking hell,” Sadie breathed out, throwing her head back at the sensation of the vibrations of your moan against her core. “You two are intoxicati- oh, fuck Y/N.” As Sadie moaned out, you felt Jake’s dick twitch inside you. 

“Jesus Christ,'' he groaned, continuing to pound into you. Sadie lifted your head from her core as she watched your face contort with pleasure as Jake’s dick brushed your cervix. You breathe out a shaky moan, louder than you anticipated. Sadie’s hand snaked under your chin as she beckoned you up on top of her. 

“God, I could cum just from watching your pretty face as he fucks you. Let me.” Fuck, if she didn’t know all the right things to say. You slowly moved up on Sadie, as Jake followed, and you laid on top of her. She licks at your neck while Jake continues to work you from behind, leaning down to lick up your spine. 

“Fuck Jake, your cock feels so fucking good,” you whine out. 

“Yeah baby?” he asks smugly and you nod feverishly. An idea sparked as Jake reminded you just how powerful his thrusts can be. You raised your fingers to Sadie’s mouth and she immediately sealed her mouth around them. With your coated fingers, you reached between you two and slid them into Sadie’s warmth. Her hands flew up to push against the headboard.

“Fuck, Y/N” she whined as her eyes rolled back. 

“That’s it, baby, let Jakey fuck my fingers into you,” you mutter, looking down at her with deep lust in your eyes. Jake let out a loud groan as he watched you both. As Jake’s hips slammed into you, you moaned into Sadie’s mouth, your fingers pumping her with the same force and pace, only to find her moaning right back into yours, it made your pussy quiver. 

“Jesus, fuck, Y/N, don’t do that, I can’t hold it if you do” Jake begs.

“So then don’t” you whimpered back through your own moans. You turned back to Sadie. 

“Sadie” you sigh out. “I need you to —oh fuck— I need you to cum for me,” you paused to let out a loud groan as Jake’s dick perfectly brushed your cervix. The force mirrored in the way your fingers were working Sadie. 

“Fuck fuck fuck” Sadie hollered out, “I’m close Y/N.” You curled your finger ever so slightly, “OH god, yeah.” She huffed out. 

“God, you’re fucking that pussy so well Y/N… fuck that’s so sexy,” Jake groans, slamming his hips into you. You try to answer but Jake’s cock has left your head completely empty of any conceivable thoughts. You reach back your free hand to intertwine with his on your hip as you lock eyes with Jake. 

“Make me cum baby, make us cum, pound into me, I can take it.” An animalistic growl bolstered out of Jake as his hips punished you, his balls violently slapping against you and your fingers sending Sadie over the edge.

“Fuuuuuuuuck,” she sang out as she started to release on your hand. “That’s it, baby,” you whispered against her as you moved your hand to hang off the back of Jake’s neck right as he lifted one of his knees so his foot was flat on the bed, the added leverage delicious, your vision going white.

“Baby I’m there,” you cry out as tears threaten to leave the corners of your eyes, squeezing them shut. 

“Oh fuck Y/N, Jesus, I’m going to cum–fuck, fuuuck,” Jake groaned, thrusting deep into you.

“Fuck me full, Jake. Please, I’m cum-“You didn’t even get the words out before you were collapsing into Sadie as your orgasm takes hold. 

“God, baby, I can feel you squirting out around my cock. Holy shit, don’t stop,” and with that, Jake rocketed into his own orgasm as you gushed around him. The three of your moans coat the walls as you come down from your highs. You all collapsed in a dog pile taking a few minutes to catch your breath, before you all began to laugh.  

You eventually manage to untangle from each other, falling back into the effortless banter you experienced with each other in the hotel bar hours ago. The late hour has your eyelids feeling heavy as you all fight off much-needed sleep. 

“Wow, it’s later than I thought,” Sadie spoke out, turning on her side to look at you both.

“You’re welcome to stay if you like, the bed is big enough. Or Jake and I can take the pull out,” you suggest as Jake nods in confirmation. 

“That’s very kind, but I better be getting home” Sadie answers. “Besides, my car will get towed if it’s still there when rush hour starts in– god, a few hours.” Sadie’s remark had you all notice the time and groan. 

“I had a lot of fun,” she says with a genuine smile. She departed shortly after as you and Jake lay in bed curled up in each other. 

“God Y/N, that was beyond my wildest dreams,” Jake says as you nuzzle into his chest. 

“I’m glad you enjoyed it, baby. You fulfilled my dreams too, you know,” you answer with a smile. A wicked smile grows across his face.

“You’re so hot, get over here,” he says, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into a passionate kiss before turning off the lamp, allowing you both to drift off to sleep happily and dream about the unbelievable events that just transpired.

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Money Talks

Pairing: Jake Kiszka x Reader

Word Count: 1,843

Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI! Little bit of fluff, angst, swearing, degradation, dom/cocky Jake, allusions to being paid for sex work, daddy kink, rich/sugar daddy Jake, sir Jake, penetrative sex, fingering, rough sex, minor choking. As always, please let me know if I missed anything!

Partially inspired by this little moment from bourbon and beyond 🫠

They say money can’t buy happiness, but it can buy silence.

The sun peeking through the window was every so slightly blinding as your eyes squinted open. Rolling over, you couldn’t help but smile at his soft features and the little snores that escaped his mouth. You don’t know how, but Jake had to be the world’s heaviest sleeper. You recall one morning where you’d gotten up to make breakfast but not without setting off the smoke alarm. Needless to say, you were extremely confused when he didn’t come downstairs to investigate the loud commotion. There he laid, unmoving and still knocked out in bed like nothing had happened.

You remained there in bed with him for a bit longer, taking in every ounce of the warmth his body was radiating. But eventually, your bladder was screaming at you to get up. After doing your business, you got ready for the day. Though you had no plans, it was a rare day where both of you didn’t have any work commitments and you wanted nothing more than to spend the afternoon with Jake doing whatever your hearts desired.

Not wanting to disturb the sleeping beauty just yet, you headed downstairs to make breakfast, sans smoke alarm this time. You kept yourself busy, tidying up the house a bit and catching up on some chores before you started feeling a bit stir crazy. The clock on the wall read 12:19pm and you knew if there was any chance of doing anything with Jake today, you were going to have to quite literally drag him out of bed.

Heading back upstairs, you found your lover still snuggled under the covers, sleeping the day away. “Jake.” You called out. Nothing. “Jake.” You said a bit louder this time, dragging out his name. Still nothing. Shaking your head, you walked over to the bed before pushing him over on his back, climbing on the bed and straddling him. Leaning down, you grabbed his face and placed a soft kiss to his lips. “Jakey, time to wake up baby.” You whispered in his ear.

That seemed to finally do the trick as you felt his hands escape from underneath the covers, gently resting on your hips. His eyes peeked open, taking in the sight of you in front of him. “And to what do I owe the pleasure m’lady?” He rasped out. The way his morning voice sounded like pure sex sent shivers straight to your core.

“Well, we both have the day off and I was thinking we could do something fun like take a stroll downtown? I think that new bakery on fifth finally opened! Then maybe we could go-”

You paused for a moment when Jake suddenly shifted up in bed and reached over to grab his wallet from the bedside table. Curiously, you watched as he pulled a fresh $100 bill from the worn leather and casually dropped in the space between your two bodies.

You were extremely confused and just assumed he was looking for something in his wallet. Shaking your head, you continued to speak, sharing possible activities to fill what was left of the afternoon. Oddly enough, for every new idea you mentioned, he seemed to pull out another bill. 

Does he normally have this much cash on him?

“Jake, what are you doing? Why are you pulling money out of your wallet?” You finally asked.

“Babe, I love you to death, but the only thing I’m interested in doing today is enjoying some peace and quiet.” He quipped.

“Oh, so what? This is your way to shut me up? Bribery?” You gasped, clutching your chest in faux hurt and devastation.

His eyes twinkled with curiosity and something else you couldn’t quite pick up on. “Seems to be that way, I suppose. Would you say this amounts to be worth your time? Is it too much? Or has your rate gone up?” He spoke lowly, glancing down at the pile of money in between you.

“I think you should toss a few more in there just to be safe. Though I’m sure we can always make a deal to work out any discrepancies.”

Your jaw dropped slightly as he flipped his wallet over completely, opening it and letting more cash fall out. There had to be at least two or three thousand dollars in front of you. Your mouth hung open in complete shock with a slight grin as you looked back at the smirk Jake was wearing. Of course you knew that being a rockstar had its perks, especially financially, but Jake wasn’t the type to go around flaunting anything. But the thought of him (literally) throwing his money at you ignited a flame you never knew existed.

He seemed to notice the switch in you as he suddenly moved, or rather pushed you off his lap while throwing the covers off himself. The movement of the covers sent the cash flying all over the bed and you sat up on your elbows as Jake towered over you.

“So, you were sayi-” He didn’t even have time to finish his sentence as you reached up to grab his face, pulling him down on top of you. The kiss was feverish and hungry and you found yourself subconsciously moving your hips up, trying to get even the slightest bit of relief. He helped you shimmy out of your jeans before slipping your top over your head.

Jake sat up and you realized just how quickly the roles had been reversed from the position you were in not even two minutes prior. His eyes darkened at the sight in front of him. There, you laid on a pile of his money in just your bra and panties. From Jake’s perspective, it was something straight out of a wet dream, except this time, it was real.

Leaning back down, he gave his full attention to leaving a trail of dark love bites from your neck all the way down to your hip. You couldn’t help but wrap your hands in his hair for leverage, humming out from the pure bliss his touch left you with. He toyed with the band of your panties for a moment, biting at the elastic before letting it snap back against your skin. You gasped out at the slight sting that quickly faded into pleasure.

He chuckled before diverting his focus back to your folds that were now slick with desire. His fingers ghosted over your sensitive nerves and your hips bucked forward in response. “Jake please.” You begged, not even caring how desperate you were at the moment. “I’ll get you there, just be patient, hm?” He offered, softly nibbling at your earlobe. 

He started out easy with just one finger, but it wasn’t long before he added a second, and then a third. His fingers pumped in and out of you tirelessly and you couldn’t help but clench around him tightly everytime his fingers curled inside you. He very quickly found the one spot that sent your eyes rolling to the back of your head, a plethora of pornographic sounds leaving your body. His thumb added pressure to your clit and you swore you saw stars. “You feel like velvet, so soft. It’s like this pretty pink pussy was made just for me.” He hotly whispered in your ear.

“D-Don’t stop Jake. Gonna c-cum.” The words were barely coherent as they left your mouth but he understood just fine as he continued to work his fingers into you while still circling your bundle of nerves. You were right there but just before you reached the euphoric state, his fingers retreated and you whined out from the orgasm you were just robbed of.

“Jake, what the hell?” You breathed out. He brought his fingers up to your lips and you wrapped your mouth around them, cleaning off the juices coating them. Just when you thought he was about to pull his fingers back, he pushed them back further until they touched the back of your throat, making you gag around them.

“Now I thought we had an agreement here. All this compensation and you’re still yapping. Not a very good deal if you ask me.” He taunted, finally drawing his fingers back and letting you catch your breath.

“Fuck, I- I’m sorry Jak-“

“Ah ah. Try again.” He interrupted.

You smirked slightly before responding. “I’m sorry Daddy. I’ll be good, I promise. Please, just fuck me.” You pleaded with a sultry tone.

His eyes darkened at the unexpected name and you swore you heard him quietly moan. You knew he liked being called sir, but decided he fit the sugar daddy role a little better right now. Quickly slipping off the linen pajama pants he still wore, he nestled his knee in between your knees. He teased his hard cock a few times, making you more frustrated by the second. “Plea-”

Before you could even finish, he snapped his hips against yours without warning, bottoming out fully. You cried out, more out of shock than pain and his eyes searched yours to wait for confirmation to continue. “Fuck, keep going.” You panted.

“Yeah? You like being fucked on my money? Just a groupie after my cash? That’s all you are aren’t you? Pathetic fucking gold digger.”

You and Jake both knew that his money was not a factor in your relationship, but something about the way he was speaking to you like this turned you on more than you could explain, and he could tell by the way you subconsciously clenched around his dick.

His hand moved up to your neck before resting around your throat as he continued to rock his hips into you. The slight restricted blood flow to your brain mixed with the intense pleasure he was giving you was an indescribable feeling. Leaning forward, his hot breath whispered filthy insults in your ear. You were too far gone to comprehend everything he was saying but somehow still managed to pick up on words like “whore” and “slut,” which only fueled your impending orgasm. Jake shifted a bit, pushing both of your legs up against your chest. Your breath hitched as the new angle allowed him to hit a spot deeper than before. Digging your nails in his back, all you could mutter out was a mix of “Jake” and “fuck” as you neared your release.

“C’mon, give it to me. Let me have it.” His demanding tone seemed to be the final thing you needed before your orgasm violently overtook you. Jake continued rocking inside you until you felt him reach his release as well. The two of you stayed there for a moment to come down from your highs. After a moment, he slowly pulled out and rested up on his arms, just barely hovering above you, the biggest shit eating grin on his face.

He reached up to grab a few of the bills by your head before bringing it back between the two of you, casually slipping them underneath your bra strap.

“Now, what is it you were saying earlier?”

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I'm sorry!!

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heartsick slumber, Jake Kiszka

pic creds to @jakeforsakeher on twitter

title creds to @tripthelightfatality

creds to @ourlovegrows and @positivegvfthings

warnings : angst, cursing, accusations of cheating, cigarette smoking, use of Y/N, mentions of being drunk, slight issues with body image, allusions to sex, i think thats it, please let me know if i missed any!

word count : 2.1k+

thank you guys for being patient with me! i appreciate it more than you know

Whenever you got home from work, you would go upstairs and take a bath to decompress from the day. 

When you got home, Jake's car wasn't in the driveway, you figured he was still at the studio. You put your purse and lunch bag down onto the counter and went upstairs to relax. You shimmied off your outside clothes and headed to your bathroom. 

Your favorite part of your new home was the bathtub. You turned the faucet almost all the way to the left and grabbed your candles and bubbles. As the tub was filling, you grabbed a book from your bedroom. 

You lit the candles and added the bubbles. You put your hair up into a claw clip and settled into the bath. You had your phone next to you on the bathtub just in case Jake called you.

You opened your book and relaxed backward into the tub. You read for about thirty minutes before you start to feel hungry. You went to get up from the water when your phone vibrated next to you. You had a text from your best friend, Kylie.

Kylie Girl ❣️

Girl, you need to go look at Instagram, now.

You started panicking and immediately checked your Instagram. You opened the app to see pictures of Jake with a woman who looked completely opposite of you. She was skinnier, prettier, skinnier. 

The closer you looked, the more upset you got. He had his arm around her, kissing the side of her head. You checked the tags and zoomed in, making sure it was Jake, sure enough, it was. You found her name was Naomi.

You got out of the tub and got dressed in some simple shorts and tee. You locked your phone and went downstairs to start cooking dinner. 

You were halfway done cooking when Jake walked into the house, guitar case in hand. “Hey, Baby. How was work?” he asked you.

“Fine,” you replied, in a monotonous tone, not wanting to talk to him that much. 

“Okay,” he dragged out, not believing you. He walked into his home studio and put his guitar case down. He came back out to help you with dinner. 

“Can I do anything to help?”

“No, I can do it.”

“Baby, let me help you.”

“Jake, I’m fine.”

He put his hands up in surrender and walked into the living room to let you finish dinner. You made the finishing touches on dinner and called him into the kitchen. He put his guitar down on the couch and walked over to the dining room table. 

“Mm, you made my favorite,” Jake said, pulling out his chair and taking a seat. You grabbed him a beer from the fridge as well as a chilled glass for him.

You made honey glazed salmon, coconut fried rice and garlic parmesan knots. You served Jake his dinner and brought him a fork before you sat down. He said thank you and you decided to keep quiet.

“Okay, what’s wrong with you? You've barely talked to me.” 

You shook your head and pursed your lips, “Nothing’s wrong with me, I’m fine.”

He sighed at your response and proceeded to eat dinner. You picked at your food, nothing going past your lips. Once Jake was finished, you grabbed the plates and continued to the sink. You put the dishes in the sink and grabbed all the pots and pans for you to wash. 

You started the water and started washing everything before Jake came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. He reached in front of you and turned the water off and said, “The dishes can wait, let's go make some noise.”

You scoffed and turned the water back on. “Go make noise with Naomi,” you said, coldly. He froze and removed his hands from your waist. “Seriously? That's what this is about?! Are you seriously not talking to me over this? She’s a friend from high school. I haven't seen her in a long time.”

“I’m staying at Kylie and Dave’s. I don't want to see you right now,” you firmly told him, silently telling him that there was no negotiating in you staying home tonight.

“Fine. Fine! Walk away from your problems and put your head in the sand!”

You turned your back to him and quickly went up the stairs to your bedroom. You locked the door and called Kylie, asking her if you could come over.

She picked up after two rings, “Hey, Y/N. You okay, baby?”

“Can I come over? I can’t look at him right now.”

“Of course you can, I’ll get the guest bedroom set up.” 

“Thank you,” you said through tears, gasping for breath. 

You promptly hung up and packed enough clothing for the next five days. You walked into the bathroom and grabbed all your toiletries and everything you needed. You put your shoes on and grabbed your car keys, ready to peel out of the driveway.

You clutched your phone to your chest and all but ran down the stairs and straight to the garage. Jake wasn't in the kitchen, but all the dishes were done and everything was put away. You heard the strum of his beloved girlfriend coming from his music room. 

Before you left, you grabbed a piece of paper and left him a note,

I’m at Kylie’s. Don’t bother texting or showing up. I’ll be home soon.

You had been gone for about 10 minutes before you started getting phone calls from Jake. You answered the phone after the 17th call, tired of hearing the constant ringing. 

“Where are you?”

“There’s a note.”

“Y/N, where are you.”

“McDonalds. Bye,” you hung up the phone, and sipped your Dr. Pepper. You texted Kylie and told her that you were on the way and that you got her an oreo McFlurry for letting you stay with her. 

When you got to Kylie’s house, Dave greeted you at your car and gave you a big hug, letting you know that you would be all right. 

Kylie came out shortly after him and brought you inside while Dave grabbed your stuff. She had her arms wrapped around your shoulders and put you down on the couch. He brought your stuff into the guest bedroom and went to their bedroom to give you and Kylie some space to talk.

“So, what happened?” She asked you, wanting all the details

“When you texted me, I was in the tub. I looked at instagram and did some snooping and eventually found out that it was him. When he came home, I knew he knew something was wrong with me. I didn't even touch dinner and when I went to do the dishes, he wanted to go upstairs,” you took a second to calm down, getting sad at the thought of leaving him by himself. As much as you hated leaving him, you couldn’t fathom looking at him right now. 

You continued, “I told him to go be with Naomi and that’s when it got heated. I never thought he would do this to me, not once. We love each other, whenever we get into arguments, we work it out. I’ve never left the house like this, he can’t sleep without me next to him.”

She grasped you tightly and kissed your head. “Go get some sleep, my love. We can talk about this in the morning.”

Dave came back downstairs and put his hands around your shoulders and told you, “Everything is set up for you, take your time.”

Kylie let go of you and helped you up off the couch to get you upstairs and asleep. You knew where their guest bedroom was, so you told Kylie to sit back down, that you could get up there yourself. 

You crested the top of the stairs and jetted for the guest bedroom. You opened the door to see the bed beautifully made, the pillows were propped up, and Dave had on Gilmore Girls for you. 

You sighed and lazily walked over to the bed, dropping your phone onto the bedside table and smushing your face into the soft pillow. 

You woke up the smell of pancakes being cooked. You checked the time, 11:03 AM. You got up out of the warm bed and trudged down the stairs. You saw Kylie at the kitchen table and Dave at the stove, flipping pancakes. 

Kylie smiled at you as you walked into the kitchen. “Here, I made you a cup of coffee. Brown sugar and milk.” You smiled at her and gladly took the cup of coffee, sipping gently on the warm liquid. 

You heard a knock on the door. Kylie popped her head up and said, “Don’t worry, I called in backup. It's Trysta.” You smiled at her kind gesture of inviting one of your best friends over. 

Kylie answered the door and in came your best friend, kindly smiling at you. “Hey baby girl, how are ya,” she asked. You gave her a light and quick smile, “utterly terrible. How are you?” 

She chuckled and said, “Dealing with drunks in my bar, had someone get on the bartop and moon everyone.” You laughed in response to her night. 

“How wonderful. I found out my boyfriend cheated on me, so that's how my night went.”

She gave you a downward smile and drank her coffee. You reluctantly turned on your phone, expecting to see a shitload of messages. 

“Oh Y/N, I never told you. Jake came in last night and drank. We had to get the bouncer to tell him to leave. We called him an Uber, I couldn't let him drive like that.” Trysta told you. 

“Thank you for not letting him drive. He say anything to you?”

“Yeah, that it wasn't true. That she was just a girl from high school. Honey, I really don't think he did it. You know what they say, the truth comes out when you're drunk.”

You nodded in agreement, sipping your coffee and eating your pancakes. “I should probably go see him, knock some sense into him.” 

Kylie perked up, “Are you sure you're ready for that? It might be a little hard on you.”

“Yeah, I'm ready. I was ready to go back as soon as I left. I know he can't sleep without me. Let me finish and I'll be out of your hair.” 

Trysta gathered her things and left a kiss on your forehead and left. After you ate, Kylie packed your stuff while you showered and put everything in your car. 

When you got to the house, you saw the familiar white jeep truck and an orange tesla in your driveway. You grabbed all your stuff from your trunk and made your way into the garage. Once you stepped foot into the kitchen, you heard Jake and his brothers on the back porch talking.

“You know you have to tell her, right?” You heard Josh say. 

“Tell her what? That I dated Naomi for two months in high school is now a lesbian and I definitely didn't cheat on her?” Jake exclaimed, throwing his hands up before taking a drag of Sams cigarette.

You stayed in the kitchen and listened to their conversation before pulling your pack of reds out of your purse and walking to the back porch. “Hi Jake. Boys, give us a minute?” 

Sam and Josh quickly nodded, Sam handing you his lighter, because he knows you always ask for his. You smiled at him quickly as he walked into the house, closing the back door. You motioned for Jake to sit with you on the bed swing. 

He followed suit as you laid down with your reds and pulled out a cigarette. Jake quickly grabs it from you, as per Jake, “I'll never make you hold your own cigarettes.”

You smiled at him, even though you were upset, he was still your polite Jake. He opted not to smoke with you, due to him and Sam smoking earlier.

He started first, “You know I never cheated on you. I wouldn't dream of it. I could never see you with another man. I'm the only one who knows how you like your tea. Your coffee order. You like to do puzzles before bed. You shampoo your hair twice, then brush it. You love watching movies with Josh. You can't sleep until I'm in bed with you. You love making love under the stars, and no one else would know that you love getting your tits sucked while you ride me. No one else knows you like I do.”

“I know you didn't, I heard you. I'm sorry for being such a bitch.”

“Youre sorry? Plum, you didn't do anything wrong. I should have explained it to you as soon as I got home. I’m sorry, sugar plum.” 

You grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him in for a big kiss. By now, you were finished with your cigarette. Once you stopped, you smirked at him and said, “Still up for making some noise?” 

“Always.”

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[milkgemini]

Come Over

Pairing: Jake Kiszka X f!reader

Word Count: 4.2k

Warnings: the fluffiest of smut 🥹 soft!jake, unprotected sex, fingering/oral (f receiving), 18+ minors DNI! A/N: ok i don’t usually write soft jake but i had to for my baby girl @gretavanbear. I listened to this song on repeat as i wrote this. i highly suggest tuning in! (just listen to the lyrics ok) i hope y’all like it :’)

“A Storm Weather Advisory has been issued along and north of I-78. Wind will also be a factor Wednesday, with gusts of up to 50 mph along the coast, and 30-35 mph inland.”

The voice of the woman reporting the weather forecast on your TV echoes in the background as you fold your laundry in the living room, on the phone with your best friend. 

The two of you spent most nights on the phone, listening to each other carrying out mundane tasks. Just appreciating the other’s presence on the opposite side of the phone. 

“Hear that, Jake?” You call over to your phone laying on the couch. 

“What?” He responds. 

“Gonna be a storm tonight they’re saying. Looks like it’s gonna be a bad one.” You warn him. 

“Hmm, you’ll be alright.” 

You and Jake had been graced with the most beautiful friendship since the 7th grade. Now in your 20s, he’s still your “go-to” for everything. The first person you call after receiving good news, the one you base your weekend plans around. The last thought on your mind before you go to bed, still taking up your thoughts the second you open your eyes in the morning. 

He knew everything about you. Including your ridiculous fear of thunder and lightning. Ever since you were a kid, the sound of the thunder nearing closer, shaking the walls of your house. It was your own personal nightmare. 

There was one thing Jake was unaware of about you. Something you weren’t even sure of yourself. Your entire friendship with Jake had been just that… friends. But there was a certain feeling you experienced in the pit of your stomach everytime your eyes landed on him as you met up. That first glance at him as he approached you, whether it be over dinner or picking you up to go on a drive and listen to the new music he discovered that week. 

Deny. Deny. Deny. 

You had watched him go through girl after girl. Years of listening to him tell you the quirks about the girl of the week, just to watch him with another one the following weekend. For some reason, it didn’t affect you as much as you’d expected. You’d known nothing else but friendship with Jake. Your denial of the true feelings you had for him had taken over your brain. Pushing the thoughts so far back, you pretended they never existed in the first place. 

“Where are you going?” You asked him with a smirk on your face. Figuring he’d have plans with someone tonight. He always had plans. 

“Huh?” His voice sounded far away from the phone. 

“It sounds like you’re in the car. Going somewhere?” You prodded. 

“Oh. Just driving. Not much going on tonight.” 

Jake lived about 35 minutes from your apartment. Neither of you cared about taking the drive. The times you drove to Jake’s place felt like 5 minutes in the car. But the trek home felt like 5 hours. Back to your apartment. Where you lived alone, the scent of him still lingering on your clothes. Sometimes you’d lay in bed and catch yourself inhaling his aroma on your sweater from when he hugged you goodbye. 

And there it was. The first crack of thunder. You’d remember from middle school someone telling you if you counted how many seconds between the flash of lightning and the rumble of thunder, that’s how many miles away the storm was. Whether that was true or not, who knows. 

It had been drizzling the entirety of the time you had been on the phone with Jake. As you carried your basket of clean folded clothes to your bedroom, you rested your phone on top, Jake listening on the other side. 

You began to take the clothes out of the basket and place them in their known spots in your room. This one goes in the bottom drawer. This one is meant to be hung on a hanger in the closet. 

There was one window in your bedroom. You always kept the blinds up, enjoying the sunlight that washed over your space in the morning. The rain began to smack against the side of your window, followed by a strong howl of wind causing the tree outside to brush up against your apartment building. 

Distracting yourself with laundry was the best way to avoid the anxiety that started to creep up in your stomach as you heard the storm coming undone outside. 

You pulled out the top drawer of your dresser and began to place your underwear and socks in their correct spots, always priding yourself for your organization skills. 

Complete darkness. Accompanied by the sound of every electronic device in your house powering down. 

“Shit. Jake?” You called for him. 

“Yeah?” You heard the engine of his car revving in the background. 

“My fucking power just went out. Fuck!” Grabbing your phone to turn on the flashlight, you scurried around your room. Finding your lighter and beginning to bring a flame to every candle you could find. 

He didn’t respond. 

You checked your phone to make sure you still had service. 

4 bars. 

“Hello? Jake, can you hear me?” Your voice had a whine to it. You hated being alone, especially during a blackout from the storm. 

You jumped out of your skin as you heard a knock at your door. 

“Jake, please answer me. There’s someone at my door now!” You rushed down the hall to peek around the corner, trying your best to see who was there at this time of night in this weather. 

“Just come to the door please.” The sound of pouring rain muffled his voice on the phone. 

You felt the smile spread across your face at the sound of his voice confirming he was at your front door. 

Unlocking the door, you swing it open to him. Your arms immediately reaching out to welcome his embrace. 

“Jake! You came…” you didn’t care if he was soaking wet, nuzzling your face against his chest. He was just what you needed right now to bring you back down to earth, away from your worries. 

“You called.” He smoothed the hair on the back of your head. 

“I’ve been heading your way since you caught on to the fact I was in the car.” He broke away from the embrace, looking down at you with a warm smile. 

You blushed to yourself, giving him a quick laugh under your breath, avoiding his eyes. Why were you nervous right now? He’s your best friend. 

“Thank you, Jake. I mean it. I really appreciate you being with me right now. You know how I get wi-“ you were rambling on. 

“The storm. I know.” As if he could read your mind. 

“Yeah..” you trailed off. Slightly embarrassed of your juvenile fear. 

“Got another lighter? I’ll help.” He followed you to the kitchen as you searched your drawers. 

You handed him the white BIC lighter. He scanned it in his hand. 

“Aren’t these bad luck?” He said with a laugh. 

“I don’t even care at this point. I just don’t want to be in the dark anymore.” You whined to him. 

“24 years old and she’s still scared of the dark.” He teased. 

You rolled your eyes at him even though he couldn’t see it. 

On your tippy toes, you tried your best to reach for the final candle that sat atop your kitchen cabinets. In the darkness, you heard his footsteps approach from behind. 

“Here, I got it.” His back pressed against yours as he reached for the white candle above. 

As he held it in front of the two of you to light it, you caught a glimpse of his face behind the flame. His brows furrowed in concentration as he tried to get the flame to catch the wick. 

His eyes lifted to yours, a smirk beginning to form on his face as he caught you already looking at him. 

“What?” His voice came out as a chuckle. 

The candle was lit, and he placed it on the counter top. 

“Nothing… I-“ you tucked your hair behind your ear, a nervous habit of yours that of course Jake was aware of. 

“Spit it out then.” He egged you on. 

“I just really appreciate you coming here.” Your voice whispered soft, a hint of nerves behind them. 

With his back pressed against the counter top, he pushed off of it to step closer to you. 

The darkness of your lifeless apartment was accompanied by the warm glow of every candle you owned. The golden light reflecting off each of your features. 

As he stepped closer to you, he grabbed your arm at your elbow. 

“I care about you.” His voice was raspy but soft at the same time. The sound of it traveling through your ears caused you to melt each time. 

He took another step. Now toe to toe with you in the middle of your kitchen. 

You could feel your heartbeat thumping in your ears. 

“I know.” You replied to him, trying your hardest not to show how bad your nerves were affecting you right now. 

“I don’t think you do.” His hand was rubbing against the skin of your arm, goosebumps following his touch. 

You tilted your head at him in confusion. 

His eyes fell to the floor as he continued to rub against your arm, inhaling deeply and blowing the air out of his mouth. 

“I care about you. A lot.” He finally replies, eyes meeting yours again. 

“I care about you too, Jake. A lot.” Your teeth shone through your wide smile as you locked your gaze with him. 

The pad of his thumb found your jawline and traced the outline of it. Your knees felt as if they were going to give out. You watched his face as his eyes were trained on where his skin met yours. 

“Can I show you?” He whispered to you, eyes flicking back to meet yours. 

“Show me what, Jake?” You questioned him, unable to read his thoughts. 

He leaned closer to you. His forehead pressing against you. His nose slotted next to yours. You worried he would be able to hear your quick breathing. 

“Let me show you how much I care about you.” He pinched your chin with his thumb and pointer finger, tilting your head up to him. 

It felt as if time had frozen. In this moment; here you were. Your best friend of years a breath away from your lips. 

His lips were parted and the bottom of his teeth peeked through. 

You watched his lips until you couldn’t anymore. Your gaze interrupted by the plush feeling of his mouth pressed to yours. He kissed you soft and sweet. His hand leaving your jawline only to replace his touch to your cheek. He cupped the side of your face as if to hold you against him forever. He never wanted this moment to end. 

The butterflies in your stomach were so powerful they almost hurt. Your mind had turned to mush, lost to your entire being surrounded by Jake. 

You felt him. You smelled his deep cologne. You heard his lips smack against yours. 

From the grip he had on your cheek, you knew he wanted more, but was afraid to step any further. 

You answered his silent pleas, slightly parting your lips to invite his tongue inside. 

He lightly touched the tip of your tongue with his. You answered his call by sliding yours against the flat of his tongue. You felt his quiet moans travel into your mouth and down your throat. 

His hand left its placement on your cheek to find your hip. He tightened his grip around you, squeezing the skin above your bone. 

The kiss deepened. Mouths open wider. Lips slick and swollen. 

A song from your phone, on repeat since Jake got there, faintly played in the background of the noises of your lips meeting together. 

“Lover you should’ve come over. Cause it’s not too late”

You picked up on the lyric and huffed a breath of laughter in between kisses. 

He parted his lips from yours and pressed his forehead against you, catching his breath. Your eyes scanned over his features before you grasped his fingers and led him down the hall to your room. 

The heels of his boots clicked as he followed you down the hardwood floor. 

You entered the room first. He swiftly wrapped you in his arms, turning to press you against the bedroom door, shutting it with a click. 

You embraced his weight pushing you against the door as he continued the kiss with an open mouth. Inhaling sharply and exhaling out of his nose against your cheek. 

Your fingertips grazed along his chest. Following down the buttons of his shirt until you reached the hem of it. You tucked both of your fingers into the waistband of his jeans, dipping past underneath his underwear, feeling his warm skin against your icy finger tips. He inhaled sharply through gritted teeth at your cold touch. 

Your fingers ran along the band of his briefs until they met in the middle to reach the button of his jeans. His hips bucked towards your touch as you poked the button through the hole and began to pull his zipper down. 

“Wait.” He broke the kiss from you. 

“I- I’m sorry did I-“ you were embarrassed thinking you went too far. 

“Before we do this. I need to be honest with you.” You felt his stare burn into your eyes, petrified at what was to come next. 

You nodded at him, begging him to continue with his thoughts. 

“If we do this…” he stroked the back of his hand against your cheek, “I can’t just be your friend anymore.” 

You opened your mouth to respond but he cut you off. 

“I think, I-“ he punctuated his sentence with a groan of frustration. 

“Jake. Please, let me in. Whatever you’re about to say I can take it. If you don’t wan-“ he interrupted you once more. 

“I’m in love with you.” 

You felt as if the air had been stolen from your lungs. As if he’d punched you in the gut and kissed it better. 

You started to feel a lump growing, burning in the back of your throat. 

Before you could let the tears form, you grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him forward to meet his lips with yours once more. Kissing him with fervor, begging his tongue to visit yours again. 

He guided you to the bed with his hands on your hips, placing you down softly once he realized the back of your legs hit the edge of the bed, never once breaking his lips from yours. 

As your head hit the pillow, you tore away from him. 

“I love you too, Jake. Always have.” You stared up at him with a gleam in your eye. 

He brushed the hair from your face and responded. 

“Always will.” You felt the smile on his lips as he kissed you again. 

His fingertips began to trace the outline of your body, down your side to your hips. 

“Let me be sweet to you. Show you how long I’ve felt this way.” 

With your hand still wrapped around the back of his neck, you nodded up to him, signaling him to continue. 

He smiled back at you in response. His body moving down away from you. You missed his lips already. 

His face was so close to the skin of your tummy. You felt his hot breath against it as he moved. 

He placed a single kiss to your hip bone before curling his fingers around the waistband of your sweat pants. 

Before he did anything else, he looked up to you to ask for permission. 

“May I?” A hint of smirk in his tone. He knew the answer to his question. 

“Please” you whimpered back to him, the slightest buck of your hips towards him. 

He slipped the pants down your legs, pulling them over your feet with the most gentle touch. 

With the bottom half of your body bare, your nerves began to creep back in, clamping your legs shut. 

“Relax for me.” His words were the remedy. You immediately felt the tension of your muscles relax, letting your legs fall to the side, spreading for him. 

He glanced at your center, and if you weren’t staring intently you would have missed it as his eyes widened for a split second. 

His soft lips kissed up the inside of your thigh. Inching slowly to where you needed him the most. 

“You don’t understand…” he planted another kiss, so close, “how long I’ve dreamt of this.” 

His words alone caused your hips to raise from the mattress, a strained moan breaking from you. 

He could tell how bad you wanted his mouth, and he couldn’t wait to taste you either. 

You felt his lips press gently against the skin above your clit. 

He flattened his tongue to lick against your folds. Not yet licking them apart to taste your wet skin. 

Your fingers tangled into his long brunette locks. Bunching them at the root. 

Jake loved the feeling of you tugging at his hair. He dreamed of one day being able to feel that pleasure mixed with pain. 

He pointed his tongue to lick through your folds. Finally feeling him against your heat. You sucked in a sharp breath and he rolled it over your clit. 

He swirled his tongue around it, not exactly touching it but teasing. 

You whined for him, pressing his face deeper into you. 

“Please.” You breathed out. 

He groaned against you, the vibrations of his gravelly voice sending a chill down your spine. 

The tip of his tongue flicked over your sensitive bud, exactly where you craved him. 

He flicked it over you again and again, each tightened grasp of your hand in his hair spurring him on. 

He listened to your moans, dragging his middle finger down the side of your lower lips as he continued to lick against you. 

You lifted your hips to meet him. The pad of his middle finger circled around your wet entrance. 

He pushed the digit inside, retracting it slowly allowing you to feel every second of it. 

He gave open mouthed kisses to your clit, curling his lips around you and sucking lightly. 

He felt your walls clench around his finger, begging him to never leave from inside of you. 

As he pulled his middle finger out, he added his ring finger next. 

You felt the cold touch of the ring he was wearing press against your lower lips. 

He rested his face against the inside of your thigh, extending his tongue to quickly lick against you as he pumped his fingers inside. 

“Jake!” Your voice was strained. He could tell you were close. He wanted nothing more than to feel you come undone against his mouth. 

“You are so beautiful.” He moaned against your wet skin. 

He was gentle with you. Taking in every twitch of your thighs and every gasp of air. 

He made love to you with his mouth, enjoying this just as much as you were. 

You felt the rim of your entrance begin to quiver, that familiar warm feeling budding between your hips. 

He looked up at you as he continued to lick you to climax. 

The moment your eyes met his, you lost yourself to him. 

Your body was tingling from your head to your feet. Your toes curling behind him. 

You snapped your head back, pressing it harder into the pillow as you let your moans wail into the room. 

He softly licked you through your orgasm. Grounding you back to earth with him. 

He crept back towards you to meet your lips. Never rushing you, kissing you slowly to allow you to feel all of him against you. 

“I’d taste you everyday if you’d let me.” He breathed into you between kisses. 

With your mouth still on his, you tugged at his underwear, showing him you wanted them off. 

He stood from the bed. Kicking his boots off, he then tugged his jeans past his hips before attending to his underwear. You caught a glimpse of the damp spot on his gray briefs from where he’d leaked with arousal onto them. 

You groaned at the sight, pulling them down before he could even get his feet out of his jeans. He chuckled to himself at your needy actions. 

With his bottom half now bare as well, he climbed back onto the bed with you, slotting between your legs, his knees pressing into the mattress. 

His arms were stretched out straight, planted on either side of your head. He looked down at you. The necklaces he adorned swinging against his chest. The tips of his long hair tickled your cheeks. 

A tight grin spread across his face. 

For a second, you took him in. Realizing how gentle he was with you. Giving you pleasure first, never rushing a single second with you. Making you feel so safe. 

You smiled to yourself at your own thoughts, reaching up to tuck his hair behind his ear, playing with the gold hoop he wore. 

“I meant it.” You whispered to him. 

He tilted his head in confusion. 

You swept your thumb across his cheek and traced the outline of his lips. 

“I love you, Jacob.” You smiled sweetly as your eyes locked with his. 

His lips crashed into yours. Subconsciously, his hips rutted against you, feeling his length slide through your folds. 

You broke from the kiss to press your lips to his ear and whisper to him. 

“Make love to me, Jake.” 

He groaned in response to you. 

Kissing you once more, he inhaled sharply against your skin. 

He gripped the base of his length, guiding his tip to your entrance. 

He slid deeper inside of you, his lips remaining locked with yours. 

As he reached the hilt, you detached from him, unable to bottle up your moans any longer. 

He pulled out slowly to glance down at where your bodies met. 

Your wetness glistened up the length of his cock. He twitched at the sight, pushing back into you with force. 

He watched as your body bounced against the mattress with every thrust into you. 

Your eyes squeezed shut as you felt him begin to stretch your walls. 

He leaned back into you. His head tucked into the crook of your neck as you graced his ears with your sweet moans of pleasure. 

He grunted against you with every thrust. 

He lowered himself to lay on his forearms, as he planted gentle kisses against your neck, breathing deep to take in your scent. 

He gripped the side of your head, pressing it against his. The palm of his hand laid against you as his fingers wrapped into your hair. 

As his pace quickened, his fingers curled into your hair. Short quick breaths being pushed from him against your neck. 

The wave of pleasure was creeping back to you. You felt yourself clench around him. 

A high pitched moan tumbled forward from him at the feeling of your walls tugging at his length. 

Your hands found the smooth skin of his back, snaking your fingers up his shirt, you scraped your fingernails down his spine. 

You turned your head to whisper in his ear. 

“Inside, Jake. Cum inside of me, please.” 

He lost it with the way you begged for him. 

He concentrated on the way your wetness coated around his length, dripping out onto your lower lips. 

He sat up and leaned against his heels. His palms gripping your hips tightly. He used his hold on you to drive into you harder. 

Your jaw fell open, eyes clenched shut and brows furrowed as you felt the tip of his cock brush against your cervix. 

He sucked his thumb between his lips before attaching it to your clit. He pressed against it, swirling the pad of his finger into you. 

Your hips left the bed up towards his touch as pleasure coursed through you. 

You moaned in bliss as you came undone, your walls fluttering around him.

He bent down to press his lips against you, pushing himself as far as he could inside of you. 

Your tongue swiped against his, and you felt him twitch deep inside. 

He gripped your hair at the root as you felt him fill you with his cum. He fucked you through it, feeling his warmth leak out onto your comforter below you. 

His thrusts slowed as he planted soft kisses over your face. He hovered over you as he pulled himself out from inside you for the last time. You felt a pang of sadness in your chest, missing his fullness already. 

He kissed your forehead, then the tip of your nose, finally sealing with a kiss to your lips. 

Jake adjusted his body to lay next to you, his chest halfway on yours, halfway on the bed. The pad of his thumb swept across your cheek bone. 

He lifted his head from next to you to look directly at you, noses almost touching. You felt his chest press against yours as he breathed in and out. 

“I want you to be mine.” His voice was a whisper. 

You tucked your bottom lip so tight between your teeth, the corners of your mouth tipping up. 

He registered your response and pressed a chaste kiss against your lips. 

“All mine. My sweet girl.” 

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home remedy | j.t.k

no bc we're going to HELL for this omg but this was a request based off of this ask i'm blushing I hope y'all enjoy

Let me know what y’all think and don’t be a stranger, leave your requests in my ask!

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Your breath caught in your throat as another wave of pain hit you, this time stronger than the last. You were trying to keep yourself together, you didn't want to interrupt the bands rehearsals even though all you wanted to do was curl up into a ball and cry.

This morning when you woke up you were feeling great, even more so because Jake had invited you to come watch him and the boys rehearse. You agreed instantly, and everything was completely fine and dandy until you got there. It was just your luck that on this particular day, your period swarmed you. And when you say swarmed, you meant swarmed. It hit you like a truck as soon as you had walked into the studio, and you immediately excused yourself as you felt the impossible to ignore wetness between your legs. It wasn't even the good kind, and it definitely put a damper in your mood.

Thankfully you were always prepared, so you dug around your purse and pulled out a tampon. You went about your business and popped some ibuprofen before the inevitable cramps hit, and once you washed your hands you made your way back into the studio. It was all going great, the guys sounded amazing and you loved watching Jake in his element with the people he loved most in the world. The way he would furrow his brow in concentration, his tongue poking out slightly as he made sure to hit all the right notes. He looked hot as all hell, and he looked good enough to eat. You wouldn't mind licking the sweat off his face that was a result of him putting his whole jussy into his music. You had read that on twitter somewhere and hadn't stopped saying it. Jake didn't understand it no matter how many times you explained it, but you thought it was hilarious.

You giggled to yourself at the thought, giving Jake a smile and a wave as he looked at you through the glass as if knowing you were thinking of him. He returned the smile and got back to work. You relaxed against the comfy couch you had set up camp on, taking a few pictures of the guys and of Jake. You were having a great time, you really were.

And then you weren't.

The first wave of pain caught you by surprise, but it was barely there. More so a small ache than anything, so with a small sigh you relaxed once again and trained your attention on the band. They were running through a verse of Safari, and you were singing along with Josh when another wave hit you.

"Holy f-"

You bit down on your lip, stopping the rest of the word from coming out. The pain was slowly but surely getting stronger, but you really wanted to ignore it. You were enjoying your time with the guys, and you knew Jake enjoyed you being there too, so upon taking a few breaths you resumed your singing with Josh. It worked for about a good twenty minutes, but now it was to the point the pain had you sweating.

This was the thing about your period, some days you would get lucky and have an easy cycle. Maybe some light cramping on the first day or maybe the second but nothing more. Or sometimes no cramping at all, but then there was those other periods like the one you were currently experiencing where you imagined dying would be less painful. It hurt so impossibly bad, and you knew it was only going to get worse. These types of periods would normally bound you to your bed for the entire duration, and you hated it. But you hated it even more when it occurred while you were away from home, like now. It made you even more uncomfortable, especially because you weren't wearing your comfy period panties. And you didn't have your heating pad or your blankie.

You tried holding back as much as you could, but you couldn't do it any longer. So when Jake looked up at you with a smile, it immediately left his face as he took in your state of distress. You waved him over and he rushed to put his guitar down before he all but ran out of the booth and over to you, taking a seat next to you on the couch.

"Baby, what's wrong?" he asked. "Are you hurt? Do you need me to get you anything I can-"

"Can we go home?" you asked, voice shaking as another wave of pain hit you, this time lingering longer than usual.

He took hold of your hand and without meaning to you squeezed, hard, eliciting a hiss from his lips.

"I'm so sorry I just- my fucking period and- ow fuck!"

He nodded in understanding, helping you up from the couch and leading you out the door after gathering your things. You were able to make it to the car before your tears fell, the pain becoming impossible to hide.

"I know baby, I know, I'm gonna get you home." Jake spoke, putting the car in reverse and all but flooring it away from the studio.

The air was flooded with tearful apologies from you, for pulling him away from his practice, but he quickly dismissed them, saying the guys would understand and that the main priority was getting you to a more comfortable spot. He let you hold his hand on the way, trying not to let it show how much your squeezing hurt.

"I know you're hurting, love," he began, letting out a wince. "But you're squeezing the money makers."

You released his hand with an apology, opting out for gripping onto your knee instead. You let out a sigh of relief as he finally pulled into your driveway, rushing over to help you out of the car and leading you into the house.

You went straight into the restroom to change, discarding your clothes and replacing your tampon. You realized you had forgotten to grab some clothes and you mentally cursed yourself, but a knock at the door interrupted your self scolding. The door cracked open and Jake's hand poked through, your clothes dangling in his hand.

"You forgot these," he said.

You took the clothes from his hand, thanking him before he closed the door once again to give you some privacy. Your heart melted at the sight in front of you, and your tears fell onto the articles of clothing. He had picked your favorite pair of period undies, some soft and comfy shorts and one of his t shirts that was a few sizes too big on you but you loved to wear it anyway. You quickly got dressed and made your way into bed, crawling under the covers. You took notice of Jake's missing figure from the room, but you quickly forgot about it as the pain took over your thoughts.

You groaned in pain, curling up into a ball as you disappeared under the covers. After a few minutes they were pulled back and you felt yourself being pulled into a warm body.

"Move your hands, baby." Jake spoke softly, lightly pulling your hands off of your stomach.

You felt the warmth of a heating pad on your skin, realizing that must've been the reason he wasn't in the room. You curled into the heating pad, your legs pulled up close to your chest, pushing the pad into your skin. It helped to a certain extent, but the pain was so strong it took over your lower abdomen and your lower back. You let out a small sob in pain, wishing it would stop, causing a frantic Jake to speak up.

"What do you need, love?" he asked. "What do you need me to do?"

You knew he just wanted to help, and you adored him for it. But in instances like this there wasn't much to do except wait for it to run it's course. You reached behind you and took his hand, placing it under your shirt on your lower back, silently asking him to rub the area. He caught on and began rubbing your back, and you let out a sigh as he applied pressure.

He held you for a while, switching spots with the heating pad to rub your front as the heating pad warmed up your back. You were able to stop crying after a while, the little routine he had come up with proving to help. You were able to relax into his arms, at one point dosing off to sleep for a few minutes. You woke up not long after, and you were grateful the pain was mostly gone. You leaned into Jake, pulling the heating pad from between your bodies to really feel him.

"Thank you, baby." you mumbled, placing your hand on top of his as it laid on your stomach.

He placed kisses on your cheek, trailing down to your neck and your shoulders. You shivered, and you felt him smile into your neck.

You loved him like this, you loved him all the time but when he was soft like this he melted your heart. Everyone was used to seeing the crazy sex god on stage, working his magic on his guitar making everyone in the room, including you, swoon. But when he was home with just you, he let his soft side come out. You loved that he reserved it for you, even when he sometimes tried to act tough around you you knew he was really just a big softy.

You cuddled up with each other for a while, and you were enjoying these pain free moments. With a groan from Jake, you peeled yourself away from him and climbed out of bed.

"Where are you going?" he asked, sitting up with a pout.

You smiled at how adorable he was, trying to fight the urge to crawl back into bed and kiss the pout off of his lips.

"I'm gonna take a shower," you replied, making your way towards the restroom door. "While I can."

He sighed dramatically, flopping back on the bed with the same pout. You laughed, waving your hand at him before you disappeared into the restroom. You started the shower, setting the water just how you liked it before discarding your clothes.

Back in bed, Jake listened as the shower turned on in the restroom. His mind wandered back to the state you had been in earlier on in the day, and he hated seeing you that way. He especially hated not knowing what to do, he felt helpless as you cried due to how much pain you were in. All he wanted to do was make it all go away, but he didn't know how. That was how he found himself nose deep in his phone as he read different articles online that were filled with all sorts of remedies to help cramps at home.

Over the counter medication, applying heat, massaging with essential oils?

He furrowed his brows at that one and continued on. He was so invested on how certain foods apparently play a part in the cause of menstrual cramps, that he almost missed the last one on the list.

Having an orgasm?

He smiled to himself as he read over that segment of the article. Once he had gathered as much information as needed, he threw his phone on the bed and made his way into the restroom, stripping himself of his clothes.

In the shower, you relished in the feel of the hot water on your back, taking turns to switch and let the water hit your tummy. The cramps were slowly coming back, and you were annoyed at the fact that you only had so much time to enjoy a nice hot shower. That was until Jake stepped into the shower with you, closing the door behind him as he stepped towards you.

"What are you doing in here?" you asked him, eyeing the smile that lingered on his lips.

He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you flush against his very prominent front. "Just missed you," he mumbled, leaning down to press a kiss to your lips.

You returned the kiss before pulling back and giving him a look.

"I know that look, Jacob," you began, placing your hands on either side of his arms, running them up and down as the water washed over the both of you. "What are you really doing in here?"

He gave you a shy smile, dipping his face into your neck as he mumbled a response.

"What?"

You felt him kissing on your neck, nipping lightly at the skin.

"I said," he spoke, pulling back to meet your eyes. "I read that having sex helps with period cramps."

"Oh,"

Oh.

He blushed under your gaze, and normally you would've teased him but you were more focused on the heat that was making itself known between your legs.

"Is that so?" you whispered, toying with the hair behind his neck.

He nodded his head yes, pulling you closer and under the water. He pressed you tightly against his body, his hands wandering all over your backside as you slipped into a sloppy mess of kisses that mainly consisted of tongue.

You felt your body growing hot, so incredibly hot and it wasn't just from the warmth of the water. You moaned as he released your lips, biting at them before trailing kisses down your neck once more. Your breathing became heavy as he got down on his knees in front of you, eye level with your hard nipples, and you watched as he latched his lips onto one, toying the other with his fingers. You were dripping with excitement, you could feel it despite the water coming from the shower and he hadn't even done anything yet.

Moan after moan slipped past your lips as he continued his assault on your breasts, nipping and squeezing just the way you liked. You tangled your hands in his hair, pulling him back up to your lips. It probably wasn't the smartest idea trying to walk with your eyes closed in the shower especially given the circumstances, but you somehow managed not to fall as you pushed Jake down onto the bench in the shower, right bellow the shower head. You thanked whoever and whatever came up with the idea of putting a bench in the shower as you took your place in his lap, pressing your lips against his one more. You felt one of his hands reach behind you and grip your ass, keeping you in place while the other one went who knows where. The realization of where it went hit you as you felt the warm shower water hit your back as it ran down and disappeared in between your bodies. He had adjusted the shower head to hit the both of you.

Your hands trailed all over his body, teasing his hard cock by dancing your fingers around it, barely touching but never quite grabbing hold. His other hand met the spare spot on your ass, pulling back to deliver a hard smack at your teasing before he pulled you closer until you were flush against him. Your throbbing core rubbed up on him, and you were thankful for the water as it washed away any signs of your period. You were a panting mess as you nipped and sucked on his neck, moaning when he pushed you down onto him as he guided your hips to grind down on him.

"Fuck," you hissed, soaking in the feeling of a sting as another slap was delivered to your ass. "Did you- fuck, did you bring a condom?"

A nod of his head was all you needed as you practically begged him to slip it on so you could take your seat on your throne. You kissed him like your life depended on it as he blindly reached for the condom wherever he had put it, slipping it on once he found it.

You felt your pussy throbbing, you were so unbelievably turned on and your period hormones amplified the feeling by a thousand. You let out a string of whines as he teased you with the head of his cock, rubbing it through your folds and over your entrance but never pushing in.

"Jakey," you whined. "Please, baby."

He shushed you, wrapping one arm around your waist as the other held his hard cock, continuing his teasing.

"There's no need to beg, pretty girl." he spoke, his voice coming out much lower and raspier than before. "I'm gonna give you what you need." he promised, teasing his tip at your entrance. "I'll take care of you."

A small yelp left your lips followed by a loud moan as he slipped in without warning. You loved how full he made you feel, it always lingered even after he finished ravishing you. You grinded your hips onto him, feeling his cock moving inside of you.

"I want you to fuck yourself on it," he spoke, wrapping his hand around your throat as he pulled you down, his lips instantly going to your ear. "Fuck yourself on my cock, take whatever you need to make that pussy feel better."

You moaned at his words, and you immediately secured your knees on the bench next to him as you started bouncing up and down on his lap. All sorts of moans and whines left your lips, his own moans falling into the mix. You were a mess above him though you had only just started, but your period had you feeling all sorts of sensitive all over your body.

"How does it feel, hmm?"

You moaned, bouncing yourself a little harder. You loved when he talked to you while he was buried deep inside of you, he was like a whole other person. Outside of your pussy he was sexy, yeah and he was nice and soft and mushy, but when he was deep inside of you with his balls constantly slapping against your ass he turned into the dirtiest version of himself and you loved every single second of it.

A slap on your ass brought you out of your thoughts, and you felt your pussy throb at the feeling.

"I asked you a question." he demanded.

You slowed your movements, not being able to do both as you spoke.

"It feels so good, baby." you said into his ear. "So, so good."

His hands gripped your hips, holding you steady for a moment before raising you slightly, only to slam you back down.

"Fuck!"

Your eyes were squeezed shut as he delivered blow after blow, showing no mercy as he repeated his actions. Your legs trembled beneath you, and you were glad you had him to rely on as you could barely hold yourself up.

"What was it that you said? How did it feel?"

You knew what he was doing, and you wanted to give him what he wanted but he just felt so good, slipping in and out of you with ease. You loved how vocal he was in bed, but he also expected the same from you. Normally you were better at it, but right now you were putty in his lap and he knew it, which is why he continued to press for you to speak.

"F-fuck," you stuttered. "Your cock feels so good, so fucking good Jakey oh my G-"

He cut you off with a hard thrust into you. He loved how he could make you turn into a puddle of mush just with his cock.

"Yes!" you cried, pushing on his shoulder to meet him halfway as he thrusted in to you. "Fuck yes, right there."

He fucked up into you as hard as he could from the position he was in, and you dug your nails into his shoulders as he did so. He knew just how to please you, he knew just where you liked him to touch, so when his tip brushed against that bundle of nerves deep inside of you, you lost it.

"Oh my god don't stop," you begged. "Please don't stop,"

A string of 'please' continuously left your lips, your throat becoming sore at all of the vocalization. His hand delivered another slap to your ass, and he all but growled as he fucked you harder, if even possible.

You felt the heat building in your stomach, though you didn't want it to end. It grew stronger and stronger and you tried to hold it but you couldn't. You pushed your hand in between your bodies, reaching for your clit to encourage your orgasm.

"You gonna cum?" he asked, but he knew the answer.

By the way his moans were becoming more consistent you knew he felt your pussy tightening around him, bringing him closer to his own release.

"Are you gonna cum on my cock?"

All you could do was let out a pathetic whimper as you nodded.

"Use your words, princess. Tell me where you're gonna cum."

You picked up the pace on your clit, your forehead coming down to rest on his shoulder as you moaned.

"I'm gonna cum all over your cock," you repeated. "I'm gonna cum all over your cock, baby."

He let out a mixture of a moan and a growl as he picked up his pace.

"Fuck yeah you are, you're gonna cum all over my cock like the good girl you are."

You felt your body begin to shake even more as you felt your release getting closer.

"Baby," you panted. "Jake I'm gonna-"

"Cum, baby. Be a good girl and cum on my cock."

That's all it took for you to reach your release, your moans echoing through the bathroom as they bounced along the walls. You were so entranced by your orgasm that you almost missed the 'fuck!' coming from Jake as he spilled himself inside of you. He continued to fuck into you as you both rode out your orgasms, eventually stopping all movements once it became too much.

You slumped over his shoulder, clinging onto him to not fall off of his lap. You felt incredibly drained in the best way possible.

Jake took a hold of your hips, lifting you up to pull out his now soft dick from inside of you before he let you back down to rest on his lap. He wrapped his arms around you, holding you close as you shared a mixture of 'I love yous'. He placed a kiss on your lips, tucking some of your hair behind your ear as he spoke.

"How's that for pain remedy?"

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[jacketkiszka]

Pretty Boy

Warnings: EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT 18+ Dom!jake, unprotected sex, praise!kink, oral (m. receiving), overstimulation

Word count: 1100

You found yourself watching the time waiting for Jake to get back from the stage. Shortly after the last song on their setlist started, you had left your place in the crowd to wait for him as he had requested. This was nothing new, Jake often asked you to wait on him in his dressing room so that he could see you afterwards, while the energy was still flowing. His energy tonight, however, was different than you’d ever seen it. He had been gaining more confidence as the tour progressed but tonight the Jake you saw on the stage was not the Jake you were used to. Jake rarely wore makeup but when he did it always boosted his confidence, so you had convinced him to try it for the show tonight. There was nothing to be worried about, you reassured him. You had a feeling the fans were going to love it, and you were right. The crowd was going crazy for Jake and because of it, he was putting on his absolute best show. Possibly the best performance you’d seen from him yet. Once Highway Tune came to a close, and the boys all said their last goodbyes, it was not long at all before Jake found his way back to the dressing room to find you, exactly where you had promised to be.

He slammed the dressing room door behind him and started ripping off his jacket. “Jake you were on fire tonight, that was the best-“ he cut you off with a stern “get on your knees.” You felt the blood rush to your cheeks and slinked off of the couch, dropping down to the floor without any question or argument. Usually Jake liked a little opposition, but you could tell how tonight was going to be when you saw the look in his smoked out eyes. Jake undid his pants and let them fall to the floor in front of you. His cock bouncing up to his stomach, already dripping with precum. He reaches down and grabs your chin, tilting it up until you meet his eyes. “I need you to be a good girl for me tonight. Are you going to let me do what I want?” You nod silently. “Use your words. Let me hear you say it.” “Yes sir,” you say softly. With a smile he caresses the side of your cheek before pushing his thumb into your mouth to pry it open. He taps your tongue with the tip of his cock a few times before pushing it as far as it can go into your mouth, holding it in place as a deep groan leaves his throat. He grabs the back of your hair to hold you in place as he begins to thrust it in and out, going as deep as he can every time. It doesn’t take long of him using your mouth before he reaches his high. His fingers grip your hair tighter and his hips falter as his praises and low groans turn into a jumbled string of fuck..fuck..fuck..fuuuck… and you feel his release run down your throat.

Normally that would be enough to get Jake’s post-show adrenaline out, so you’re surprised when he helps you off the ground and pulls you backwards with him until he’s on the couch and you’re above him, straddling his lap. He runs his hands down your sides and brings you closer to his body to whisper in the crook of your neck. “You were such a good girl for me. Always so good. I want to feel you. Please, I need more. Do you want to feel good, baby?” There was a desperation in his voice that you were not used to. You nod and grind down on his lap, his cock already growing hard again. “Needy boy” you hum, feeling him through the wet, thin fabric between you. He lifts your skirt up above your waist and pulls your panties to the side, teasing you with his calloused fingers before lining himself up and letting your sink down onto him. Still coming down from the sensitivity of his first orgasm, he throws his head back onto the couch and lets out a pathetic whine as you sink all the way down to the hilt. Once you’ve adjusted to the feeling of him stretching you out, you take over and start riding him, causing his eyes to roll back into his head. He holds onto your hips trying to keep himself grounded as he feels his second orgasm building. When you pick up the pace, he pulls you in harder. Meeting your hips with gentle thrusts as you lean back and put your hands on his knees. The new angle allows him to reach your sweet spot with every move. “You feel so fucking good baby… I’m so close… I’m so c-“ he manages to get out before slamming his head back into the couch and driving himself deep into you, completely losing control of himself inside you. His brows knitted and mouth gaped open with a strained groan leaving his chest. His fingers grip your hips so tight you’re sure you’ll have bruises in the morning but you don’t care. He moans your name so loud there’s no way anybody else still in the building wouldn’t be able to hear it. He feels you tighten around him as he fills you up. “Touch yourself,” he breathes, never slowing his pace beneath you. “What? Jake, you already-“ “I know. Please. I know you’re close. I want to feel you cum on me.” He’s straining, barely opening his eyes and fighting through the intense overstimulation. You start rubbing small circles on your clit, feeling him drive his cum deeper inside you. The sounds coming from him are almost pornographic as tears well in his eyes. “Please give it to me, baby. Please, I need you so bad” he whines, his black eyeliner starting to drip streaks down his face. He’s completely fucked out and lost in the pleasure. He can barely take it anymore but he doesn’t care. He can’t get enough of you. He moans your name again, this time sending you completely over the edge. Your back arches and your legs shake as you come down from the intense high. Jake loosens his grip on your sides, and pulls you in tight for a kiss. You lay your head in the crook of his neck, trying to catch your own breath while he settles down beneath you. After some time, you pull away and look down at him smiling. “What?” he whispers through a soft smile. “You look so pretty when you cry.”

[gretnabancheese]

Hi baby 🥺

[myownparadise96]

[gardensgatekeeper]

Angel Straight from Hell

There’s a little devil in all of us, angel. 

Pairing: Jake Kiszka x Reader, Danny Wagner x Reader, Jake Kiszka x Danny Wagner

Word Count: 6,075

Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI! Drinking, language, cheating? (if you squint), mentions of infidelity, jealousy, degradation, fluff, angst, (slight) overstimulation, oral sex (m and f receiving), digital penetration, penetrative sex (f receiving), cocky/dom Danny and Jake (because that needs a warning of its own), use of blindfold/restraints. Pure filth. Please let me know if I missed anything!

Note: This story was previously written in four short parts but I’ve combined them into one (slightly) longer read to make it a bit easier! So just a heads up if you’ve already read the previous three parts, this is updated to include what would have been part four! I also just wanted to say the biggest thank you again for the immense support on this little idea. This is the first time I’ve written something like this so needless to say, I’ve felt in over my head quite a bit but this has been really fun to write!

You and Jake had been together for nearly a year and don’t get it  wrong, the sex was nothing short of life changing, but lately, you had been a little eager to spice things up a bit. When you initially brought up the idea of a threesome, he brushed it off. You should have figured he would be too jealous to ever say yes to such a request. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust you, he just wasn’t a fan of sharing his toys with anyone, especially not a complete stranger. 

Weeks later you found yourself at a bar with the guys as they celebrated finishing their newest album. Drink after drink, you noticed yourself becoming more flirty, as alcohol always had that effect on you. As you clung to Jake's side, your eyes were also set on the tall dark haired drummer standing adjacent to you. 

Has he always been that hot?

Your eyes must have given you away because it was only a few minutes before Danny made his way over to you, the musky scent immediately filling your senses. He casually leaned down so his mouth hovered over your ear. His hot breath sent shivers down your spine. 

“I see the way you’ve been eye fucking me all night. Does he not satisfy you anymore? Or are you just a greedy little whore?” He whispered. Your thighs immediately clamped together and there was no way you weren’t dripping with desire right now. 

Jake must have noticed you tense up because he turned to check on you. “You okay?” He asked with concern. “Yeah, I just need to use the bathroom really quick.” you replied before practically running off to splash cold water on your face. Gripping the sink, you stared at your reflection in the mirror for a moment before taking a deep breath and closing your eyes. “Snap out of it, this is wrong.” 

“Is angel afraid to ask for what she wants?” Your eyes flew open to see Danny suddenly behind you. “You know, I think it’s a shame he’s trying to keep you so tame. I can see the devil behind those eyes.” 

He moved closer, pressing you against the sink. You could immediately feel how hard he was. His fingers slowly and delicately dragged from your neck down to your wrist, leaving a trail of goosebumps behind. One hand made its way further down and slipped under your dress, teasing the band of your underwear. Still trying to contain any sense of dignity and composure, you tried to suppress the whimper aching to be released, but of course Danny heard it, his free hand coming up to your throat. “Tell me what you want.” He husked. 

“Please,” You quietly breathed, needing some sort of relief. “Ah ah. Use your words angel.” He taunted. “Touch me. Fucking touch me Danny. I need you, please.” You begged. He wasted no time in slipping his hand to your sensitive core, teasing your clit. “Completely soaked.” He grinned. You normally weren’t a big fan of cockiness, especially from anyone else. But in this moment, watching him ruin you was the hottest thing you’d ever witnessed and you were ready to fold. 

Too soon, his hand retreated, making a whine leave your lips. He brought his hand up to his mouth. His eyes met yours in the mirror, making sure you watched him clean your juices that coated his fingers. “Tastes like heaven.” He hummed. Fucking hell.

You couldn’t take it anymore. You were about to burst at the seams and needed relief. Turning around, you all but shoved Danny to the ground and he quickly got the hint, understanding just what you wanted. “You better make it quick, I'm sure Jake is already wondering what’s taking so long.” You breathed out.

Practically ripping your underwear off, his mouth quickly attached to your folds before his tongue began swirling around, sending you into overdrive. Your hands knotted in his thick curls, needing something to hold onto for leverage. “Fuck Danny, don’t stop.” You gasped out.

You threw your head back and screwed your eyes shut as you felt your orgasm quickly building. “Eyes on me angel. I wanna see you cum.” He whispered out. You looked down at the sight, wondering how the hell you got here. His eyes met yours and you could have sworn you saw the devil grinning back at you. Moments later, you reached your peak and had to cover your mouth to contain the slightly pornographic moans trying to escape your body.

No sooner than you came down from your high, a knock sounded at the door. “Y/N, are you in there?” Shit! You quickly shoved Danny away but Jake was already halfway in the bathroom, stopping completely in his tracks as he very quickly realized what just went down. Expecting him to be angry and start shouting, you started to try and explain but he just shushed you.

His face was emotionless and that absolutely terrified you. Without saying anything, he simply grabbed your hand like nothing was wrong and led you out of the bar. Just before you exited the bathroom, you shot Danny a confused look, however, it seemed like he also didn’t know what was happening.

Jake was still silent as you both made your way to his car, but you were too scared to say anything else, not knowing what was going through his mind. It was only when he helped you into the passenger seat that you realized Danny still had your underwear. Mentally cursing yourself, you tried to keep a cool composure, despite the uncomfortable feeling still between your legs.

What the hell did you get yourself into?

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As soon as the two of you got home, Jake dropped his keys in the bowl by the front door and headed upstairs. Of course, you followed hot on his trail, still trying to explain yourself but all you were met with was a soft, emotionless, “I don’t want to talk about it tonight Y/N.” The way he said your name instead of the way he always used some version of a pet name stung worse than it should have. You knew he had to be feeling something – anger, jealousy, sadness – but he was just calm. He entered the bathroom attached to the bedroom, locking himself in for a few minutes to get ready for bed. You paced outside the door, wondering if you had completely ruined the only good thing in your life. Had you selfishly thrown away a perfectly good relationship for one night of pleasure?

Jake soon emerged and walked past you as he made his way to the bed, setting his phone on the charger on the nightstand. “Jake.” You whispered out again, “Please talk to me.” This time, he did, turning towards you ever so slightly, which got your hopes up just a little. Truthfully, you’d take him yelling and throwing things over this deafening silence any day. “Goodnight Y/N.” He said as he flipped the light off, leaving you standing in the now dark room. Your heart sank to the floor as the tears began to stream down your face. How were you going to fix this?

Your head hung low as you walked out into the hallway, opting to sleep on the couch tonight because the thought of sleeping next to someone who wants absolutely nothing to do with you was just too painful to bear. Luckily, you had just done laundry earlier that day, so you headed back downstairs to grab a change of clothes before making your way to your makeshift bed for the evening. You heard your phone ding nearby, only then remembering dropping it in the bowl with Jake’s keys earlier. When you checked the notification, you saw a text from an unsaved number.

Unknown: Hey it’s Danny. Got your number from Josh. How are things?

You: He won’t talk to me. I really fucked up. I shouldn’t have done it and I don’t know how I’m gonna fix it.

Danny: It was a mutual decision Y/N. We were both in the wrong. Just let him sleep it off. I’ll talk to him tomorrow. Get some rest.

You sighed, placing your phone back on the table before dropping face first on the couch. The guilt and regret was eating you alive as you cried yourself to sleep, wishing there was any way you could go back in time and fix things.

—

The next morning, you woke up confused as you were no longer on the couch, but back in your bed. Your heart panged a bit as you turned to find the empty spot next to you neatly made up. As your senses began to wake up, you smelled coffee brewing, immediately hopping out of bed to find Jake standing in front of the bay window watching the sun slowly peek over the trees in the backyard. He must have heard you come downstairs as he gently spoke up, his voice almost sounding foreign as you hadn’t heard it in so long. “Poured you a cup. Two sugars and a dash of creamer, just how you like it.” You muttered a “Thank you” before finding the mug sitting on the counter by the coffee pot. Walking over to him, you sat your mug down on the side table before turning to him. “Jake, about last night.” You started. 

“Am I not good enough for you anymore?” He whispered out, his words stabbing through your heart like a sword. “Jake, no. No, that’s not it at all. I just, I don’t know, I was drunk and I know that’s not an excuse but you were busy and it just happened. I’m sorry Jake. I wish I could take it back, I really do. I fucked up and I shouldn’t have done it. I’m sorry.”

He was silent for a moment as if taking in your words to determine his next response. “Is that what you really wanted though? With Danny?” An unknown tone lacing his words. “It’s not something I planned on happening, but it just did.”

“That’s not what I’m asking. Did you enjoy it?” He asked.

Oh. Unsure of exactly what he was getting at, you decided to tread lightly to test the waters. “I mean yeah it was good, but nothing compared to you Jake. Nobody could ever make me feel as good as you do.” You replied honestly.

He shifted towards you, setting his coffee mug beside yours. You held your breath as you had no idea what his next move was going to be. Taking you completely off guard, Jake moved his hand to ghost ever so slightly over the top of the waistband of your shorts. His hands worked their way in, sliding his fingers over your core as you shuddered against his touch. Without warning, he slipped a finger in, a shaky gasp leaving your lips.

“Like this?” Your eyes were screwed shut but you could still sense the smirk on his face. “Jake.” You quietly moaned out, gripping his arm for support. Knowing he had you under his spell, he inserted another finger and your knees almost buckled when he began to curl them inwards. “Fuck!”

“I bet he doesn’t know all your favorite spots like I do.” Taking his other free hand, he lifted up your shirt before taking your left exposed nipple in his hand, twisting and pulling it until they were rock hard. You gasped out in a mix of pain and pleasure when he latched on, gently biting down on the sensitive bud for a moment before his lips ghosted your ear. “Doesn’t know that you’re an absolute whore for me. For my fingers. Isn’t that right?” You could hear the snarky tone that laced his words. Is he jealous?

“Only for you Jake. Please don’t stop.” You begged, already feeling the familiar pressure building in your core. “Oh trust me angel, you’ll be begging me to stop soon enough.” He continued curling his fingers around your bundle of nerves until cried out as you reached your high, but he kept going, teetering you on the edge of overstimulation. “C’mon, give me another one. Show me how sorry you are. Cum for me again like the desperate whore you are.” He demanded, not slowing down. Moments later you were gasping out as another orgasm ripped through you. “I can’t…Jake…” You failed to formulate a full sentence, but he knew. He withdrew his fingers, a quiet whimper escaping your mouth from the empty feeling. You were still holding on to his arm, barely able to keep yourself up as your legs felt like jelly.

You looked up at Jake as he brought his hand up to his mouth and sucked his fingers clean of your release. “Tastes like heaven.” Your mind clouded with thoughts as you immediately remembered the same words muttered by his best friend and bandmate just the night before.

Snap out of it Y/N, that’s what got you in trouble in the first place!

“Let’s get you cleaned up shall we?” He smirked as he scooped you in his arms, carrying you to the bathroom upstairs, running a warm bath with your favorite lavender soaks. You sighed in complete relaxation from the warm water but also feeling like things were okay again with Jake. He sat beside you, the two of you just enjoying each other's company without needing to speak. You noticed he was checking his phone quite a bit, assuming it was probably one of the guys since they had a shared group chat to discuss all things band related. Or by the smirk on his face, maybe one of them sent something funny? Whatever the reason was, you decided to shut your eyes and just relax for a few more minutes.

That was, until he spoke up again. "By the way, we're having company tonight."

Your eyes immediately shot open as you turned your head to look towards him.  Company? You had a bad feeling about this.

“Oh, uh are the guys coming over?” You asked, trying to hide the nervousness in your tone. “Yeah, something like that.” He replied. You could’ve sworn you saw a faint smirk ghost over his lips but before you could even be sure, it was gone.

Still weary of Jake’s behavior and unsure of where exactly you two stood, you decided to do whatever you could to stay in his good graces, starting by putting on his favorite lingerie set under your shorts and t-shirt when you got out of the bath. Afterwards, you headed downstairs, turning his favorite vinyl record on while you headed into the kitchen to make his favorite recipe.

Jake must have noticed as he came up behind you, wrapping his arms around the front of your waist as his lips ghosted your ear. “What’s all this?” He hummed softly. “I just want to show you how much I love you. You mean everything to me Jake.” You replied honestly. “So you’re not just trying to butter me up as a way to make me forget what happened last night?”

There it was.

“Jake, what do you want me to say? I said I was sor-” He interrupted you before you could finish the sentence. “I’m just messing with you love. Now c’mere, I think I’d rather just skip to dessert anyways.”

His hands suddenly gripped your ass as he turned and lifted you up on the counter. You let out a little squeal of surprise as this was not quite what you were expecting. His hands roamed up your legs before pulling your shirt up until the fabric covering your breasts was exposed. The second he saw the lacy material, he immediately froze and looked up at you with eyes so dark, you could see your reflection in them. “Upstairs, on the bed. Now.” He growled. “When I get up there, you better only be in this.” He said, pulling the strap of your bra up before letting it snap back against your skin, making you gasp out from the slight sting.

You practically slid down from the counter and he aggressively gripped your ass again with one more demand. “And if you so much as think about touching yourself, think again.” Half-sprinting up to the bedroom, you thought about how you should be scared. How you should be so nervous about what was to come, but truthfully, you were so fucking turned on by his slightly aggressive demeanor.

Obeying his command, you stripped out of the worn t-shirt and shorts before situating yourself on the bed in a rather revealing position. Minutes passed as you waited for Jake to come upstairs, becoming more impatient as the time went on. You were starting to get antsy, the wetness in your panties starting to feel uncomfortable as it only reminded you of the pleasure you started feeling some time ago that was now a distant memory. You knew he had to be testing you, a sort of sick version of revenge. As much as you wanted to defy him, you were already treading on thin ice and you didn’t need another nail in the coffin.

After what felt like hours (though was realistically no more than ten minutes), your lover finally stumbled up the stairs. He wore a pleased look on his face when he saw that you had obeyed his request. “So she can listen after all?” He smirked as he made his way over to you. “Up to the headboard darling.” He whispered in your ear. Jake then walked kneeled to the ground as he pulled a small box from underneath the bed. Your eyes widened at the realization of the box’s contents. “Do you trust me, Y/N?” You nodded profusely but that wasn’t good enough for him. “Words. I need you to say it.” He offered softly. “Yes Jake. I trust you.” Your response was met with a quiet “Good girl” and you almost moaned out right then.

You watched as Jake pulled a couple items from the box - a blindfold and a pair of handcuffs. Your legs subconsciously clamped together at the thought of what he had planned for you. That box was typically only reserved for special nights. You weren’t quite sure what was so special about this one, but you weren’t complaining.

Jake gently took your hands in his as he fixed the metal restraints on your wrists before attaching them to the headboard. He looked to you for confirmation that they weren’t too tight against your wrists before grabbing the blindfold that he had placed on the bed beside you. With two senses gone, the rest were heightened as they were now your only means at knowing what was going on around you. You listened intently as you heard Jake move around the room.

“I’m right here, Y/N.” His reassurance was exactly what you needed as you felt his hands start to explore your exposed body. They felt a little rougher but you just chalked it up to the fact that your body was so hyper aware of his touch. His hands moved up your hips to reach behind your back, unclasping the hook that held your breasts. You then felt him grasp your flesh as he sucked on the skin, sure to leave a mark. “Fuck, Jake, don’t stop.” You moaned out.

You softly whimpered out when his movements halted until you felt his hands on your hips. He traced his fingers delicately above the waistline of your panties and you bucked your hips up in response. “Please Jake. Stop teasing.” You heard him chuckle, but it seemed a little too quiet considering how close he was to you.

He finally slipped the fabric down your legs before moving his attention back to your core. He slowly began rubbing circles on your clit, making you moan out once again. Before you knew it, he entered a finger and you clenched around it. You heard him grunt out, his voice a bit deeper than usual but nonetheless, you continued to cry out when he inserted another finger. His fingers curled inside you as you felt your orgasm quickly approaching. 

Just when you thought you couldn’t take any more pleasure, you felt his mouth cling to your swollen clit and gasped out. “Fuck Jake, I’m gonna-” You screamed out. “Do it.” His tone was taunting, as if daring you to do it. Once again, his voice sounded a bit distant, but your head was too clouded by the immense pleasure being given to give it a second thought. With one more thrust of his fingers in your soaked cunt, you cried out as your orgasm overtook you.

When his fingers were removed, you whimpered out, a mix between still being sensitive and sudden empty feeling. The bed dipped as you felt him climb up towards you. You felt his fingers rest on top of your lips and you gladly opened up to taste yourself on him. “Tastes like heaven, doesn’t it angel?”

Your body froze at the sudden realization. Danny. As if he could sense your change in demeanor, he pulled his finger from your mouth and removed the blindfold from your eyes. You squinted for a moment to get used to the light change before focusing your attention on the male in front on top of you. Just as quickly, your head whipped around until you found Jake sitting in a chair in the corner of the room with the biggest smirk on his face.

“What the fuck is going on?” You practically yelled out. Jake stood up and walked over to you before responding. “Well, Daniel and I had a little chat about what happened the other night and since it seemed like you enjoyed it quite a bit, we thought, why not continue the fun? Isn’t that right Daniel?” He grinned, turning towards his friend and bandmate.

“Absolutely. Jake had to see firsthand just how responsive his whore was to my touch. You feel like a wet dream clenched around my fingers like that. Almost came from just watching you squirm under me angel.” Though you were in complete shock at first at the fact that they had been scheming behind your back, your mind quickly switched gears as you decided to play along with their game.

“Is that all you two got?”

It was like a flip had switched in both of the men in front of you as their eyes immediately darkened. Danny was the first to act, quickly freeing your wrists before turning his attention to Jake as if silently communicating what their next move would be. Danny backed away momentarily as Jake sauntered to you still spread out on the bed. He gripped his hand in your hair just enough that the pleasure overtook the pain.

“You wanna play with the devil baby? Don’t start crying when you get burned.” He practically growled in your ear. You whimpered softly as his words shot straight down to your core. “On the floor. Get on your knees.” He ordered and you obeyed, practically jumping off the bed. You stared up at him in front of you, waiting for your next command. Instead, he just let out an annoyed puff of air before speaking. “What the fuck are you waiting for? I’d expect you to know what to do by now.” He husked out.

Nodding your head, you quickly fumbled to unhook his belt. Even though it was covered by his boxers, you could see just how pent up he was, his swollen dick throbbing under the constraints of the black fabric. Still, you couldn’t help but slowly palm him, absolutely loving the way he felt in your hands.

“Y/N, this is not the time to be a fucking tease. If your mouth is not wrapped around my cock in the next thirty sec-”

Jake didn’t even have time to finish his sentence before you yanked his boxers down and licked a long stripe up his length, making him shudder in utter pleasure. “Fuck.” He whispered out. This was one of things you adored about Jake - watching him come undone from even the slightest touch. It got you off as much as it did him.

But being the impatient person he is, this wasn’t the time for slow, delicate touches. His hands found their way back in your hair as he shoved his dick down your throat without warning, making you gag a bit before, quickly having to adjust. Tears began to leak from your eyes as he rammed in and out of your mouth, forcing himself even deeper. You gagged again as he hit the back of your throat. Jake let out a breathy chuckle at your slight struggle before looking up at Danny, who was intently watching the scene in front of him.

“See Daniel, this is how you get her to shut up. Give her something better to do with that mouth. Tends to get her in a bit of trouble sometimes.” He turned his attention back to you before continuing. “I bet you do it on purpose though. Love to get me all riled up so I have no choice. Isn’t that right?” He taunted. You knew he obviously wasn’t expecting you to answer but you still nodded your head in response. He finally pulled out and you gasped for air, your lungs burning as the oxygen finally rushed back in.

“Doesn’t she look so pretty Daniel? Face all red and fucked out from taking my cock so well.” Jake directed towards his band mate. “Shit yeah. So fuckin’ hot.” He replied, slightly caught off guard at the attention that suddenly had been directed towards him.

“Y/N, why don’t you go show our dear Daniel just how much you love his dick. Treat him well, hm? He is our guest after all.” You let out the breath you didn't know you were holding. Sure, Jake had a slightly smug side to him, but you had never seen him quite like this before. Even though you knew you were the one really running the show here, the way Jake was taking the lead and sweetly demanding orders was the hottest thing you’d ever witnessed. You made a mental note to bring this up later as it was a side you definitely wanted to see again.

Danny’s eyes followed you as you moved back towards the bed. He followed suit, sitting back on the mattress as you slowly made your way closer to him. It felt so strange having someone other than Jake in front of you, but you quickly reminded yourself that this is something you wanted. It was one thing to hookup with your boyfriend’s best friend in the privacy of a bathroom. It was another to have your boyfriend and best friend essentially plot a threesome behind your back. This was completely new territory and you had no idea what you were doing. As if Jake could sense your slight hesitation, you heard him speak out. “It’s okay Y/N. I’m right here behind you. You don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with. If you want to st-”

You turned slightly towards him, but your attention was glued to the floor. “No, I want to. I just.” You paused. “He’ll take good care of you, I promise. Won’t you Daniel?” He posed. Danny mumbled out a “Of course” before you felt his hand gently grab your chin, directing your attention back to him. “Do you trust me Y/N?” His brown eyes were so warm and inviting and you nodded.  “Yes, Danny. I trust you.” You replied honestly.

In reply, Danny gently pulled you on his lap and leaned in closer before connecting his lips to yours. Though it was just a simple kiss, it did work to slightly distract you as you shut your eyes and just enjoyed the moment. Danny continued to slowly test your comfort level, increasing the intensity of the kiss, grabbing your ass to pull you impossibly closer. Soon enough you found yourself subconsciously grinding against his lap, needing to get some sort of relief. “Christ Y/N. You’re gonna be the death of me.” Danny muttered. “As much as I want to flip you over and fuck you senseless right now, Jake might actually kill me if he didn’t get you first.” You chuckled a bit as you heard Jake call out “You’re damn right” from behind you.

Danny shifted his position a bit to kick his boxers off and you gaped as his dick sprang free. Compared to Jake, Danny was a bit bigger, though not quite as thick. Still, you were completely mesmerized as your hands slowly found their way to his raging erection. He watched you intently as your head lowered, slowly taking him in your mouth. He hissed out and instinctively bucked his hips up. You gagged as Danny gently pushed your head down until his tip reached the back of your throat, quickly grabbing onto his thighs for support as you hollowed your cheeks to be able to take him fully. “Fuck, you feel so good.”

You continued to bob your head up and down, using your hands to work the rest of his length that you couldn’t fit in your mouth. You jumped slightly as you felt another pair of hands on your hips before realizing it was just Jake. “It’s only me love. You still good?” He chuckled out, though still fully serious. You nodded your head to the best of your ability while it was still wrapped around Danny’s cock. “You look so pretty taking his cock so well. Think you can handle two at once? Or is that too much for you?”

Briefly removing your mouth from Danny, you verbalized consent for him to continue. Though you were nervous as fuck, you knew you Jake would never force you to do anything you weren’t completely on board with.

With your hands on Danny’s thighs for support, you continued to bob your head up and down. Jake teased himself against your slick folds before inserting himself all the way. The vibrations of the moan they came from within you made Danny sigh out a breathy “Shit, so fuckin’ good.” You’d never felt this full before and it was truly an unreal experience. Jake continued to thrust so unforgivingly from behind while Danny was on the verge of unraveling. Moments later, you felt his warm release fill your mouth and you pulled back to show that you had swallowed every last drop, earning a fucked out grin from him.

Jake then pulled you up closer to his chest before whispering in your ear. “Did you treat our guest as I asked? I hope you were a good girl for him.” You could only nod in agreeance as he began to toy with your clit while still fucking you relentlessly. Your eyes were screwed shut but somehow you could still see the smug look on his face. “That’s my girl.”

Your senses were being pushed to their limits when you suddenly felt a pair of hands tending to your breasts. When you opened your eyes, you gasped out at the sight of Danny playing with the buds of your nipples until they were rock hard. He latched onto one and the moan you let out echoed throughout the room. The combination of both his and Jake's touches had you teetering on the edge of another orgasm.

“Fuck, ple-, I’m gonna-” You couldn’t even form full sentences as the pleasure clouded your brain. “You think we should let her finish Daniel? Think she’s earned it?” Jake teased. You couldn’t help but cry out pathetic begs, needing to finish. Looking down at Danny, you gave your biggest doe eyes to plead with him. “Please Danny, can I cum?” You cried out as Jake hit another spot of pleasure within you.

You saw Danny’s eyes flick up to Jake’s as if asking for approval to be the deciding voice before he looked back at you. “Cum for me Y/N. Cum on Jake’s cock.” He demanded.

You practically screamed out as the white hot pleasure seemed to overtake you instantly, having to grab onto Danny’s shoulders for support so you wouldn’t fall. Jake let you catch your breath as you came down from your high before gently pulling out. Danny grabbed your chin and met your eyes. “Don’t think you’re finished just yet, do you angel? Now come here and give me one more. Think you can do that for me?” His voice sounded so sweet but was laced with a slight demanding tone. You simply nodded in response and he not-so-gently pushed you to lay back on the bed.

Without any warning, he lined his tip up before slamming his cock into you all at once, making you cry out from how sensitive you were. His eyes softened for a moment to make sure your cries weren’t from pain and you reassured him. “Please, keep going. Fuck me Danny.” You practically begged. He didn’t waste any time in continuing to thrust into you completely. Looking over, you hadn’t noticed that Jake was standing off to the side of the bed, tending to his own needs as he watched the scene unfolding before him. Watching his best friend fuck his girlfriend.

Between that thought and Danny moving your leg above his shoulder, hitting an even deeper pleasure point, you moaned out a plethora of praises to both guys that you knew would go straight to their heads (and dicks).

You could feel the band in your core starting to tighten once again as you clenched around Danny. His eyes darkened as he spoke out. “So beautiful Y/N. You look like a fuckin’ goddess I swear. God I want to take a picture and hang it above my fireplace so I never forget how good you look wrapped around my cock. So fuckin perfect.” His words sent shivers down your spine as you clenched around him again.

“Watch it Wagner. You may have her right now, but she’s still my girl.” You heard Jake rasp out from beside you.

Danny turned back to you and grinned before speaking again. “Yeah but don’t forget what got us here in the first place. Someone wasn’t doing their job properly. Wasn’t fucking the poor little thing enough.” He huffed.

Jake groaned out a “Fuck you” which Danny immediately returned. You sat up a bit and grabbed Danny’s chin to bring his attention back to you. “Hey moron, why don’t you finish fucking me first then you can fuck him.” You quipped back, only half-joking. His eyes shot up in surprise as he very quickly directed his full attention back to you.

Switching positions, Danny pulled you on his lap and fucked you harder than anyone ever had before. With just a few more thrusts, your body begged for release and Danny didn’t waste any time getting you there. “Fuck!” You cried out as yet another orgasm overtook you, simultaneously feeling Danny’s hot release shoot inside you. You collapsed forward on his chest, listening to Danny’s heart beating at an increased rate.

You looked over at Jake as you heard his silent grunts, signaling his own finish, the white ivory stripes painted across his stomach. With a fucked out smile, he walked over to the bed. You sat up a bit before leaning over towards him to lick his stomach clean of his release. He leaned down to you, connecting his lips to yours as he could taste himself on you.

“You did so good. So proud of you baby.” He praised. Danny gently tapped your thighs, signifying that he was going to pull out, making a slight whimper leave your lips. You rolled over to lay back on the bed. As you turned your head, you saw the two conversing as they headed towards the bathroom, most likely to grab a washcloth.

The exhaustion from the recent activities suddenly caught up to you as your eyes began to feel immensely heavy. Just before you drifted off into a deep sleep, you felt a hot breath in your ear and a voice spoke out, “I knew there was a little devil hiding in you angel.”

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[kiszkaworld]

Never Forget

[jordie-gvf]

jake blurb #7

i am so unbelievably sorry for the hiatus! im currently DRIVING the struggle bus. i have to balance school and then i cook for my family and i can never find time to write anymore! here i present, a teeny tiny jake blurb for you!

warnings : mentions of anal, teeny tiniest addition of angst

word count : 425

You and Jake had pretty much tried everything when it came to sex. Jake bought a copy of the Kama Sutra, and you tried every single position. 

During dinner, Jake had seemed antsy. He kept fidgeting in his chair and he couldn’t sit still. Once the dishes were done, you and Jake had gone upstairs to settle in for the night. He told you he would meet you up there, that he needed to do one more thing.

You had started taking your makeup off when Jake had approached you in the bathroom.

“Can we talk about something really quick?” Jake had asked you, not making eye contact.

You nodded and immediately put the cotton pad down onto the bathroom counter. He sat down on the bed and you sat down right next to him. 

“Jake, you’re scaring me. What’s wrong?”

He put his hand on your knee and finally looked at you. “Nothing’s wrong, I just wanted to ask you something.”

He continued speaking after you placed your hand directly on top of his, “I want to try something new, tonight.”

His words could mean one of two things. Either he wants to see other people or he wants to introduce a third.

“Are you breaking up with me?”

“No! God no. If we ever broke up I don’t know what I’d do with myself.”

You sighed in relief and stood up, grabbing his hands and saying, “Are you finally open to a third party?!” 

He laughed and said, “No, Princess. Sit back down.” You did as he said and sat your ass right back down.

He kept his hands enlaced with yours and asked you, “How would you feel about anal?”

You laughed and broke eye contact with him, thinking he was joking. You looked back up at him to see his smile fade. “Oh, you’re serious?”

“Forget it,” he said, letting go of your hands and standing up, too embarrassed to continue looking at you.

You laid down on the bed as he walked into the bathroom. He left the door open while he brushed his teeth and washed his face.

“I’m open to it.”

You could hear him stop brushing his teeth. He peeked out from behind the door frame and raised his eyebrows at you.

He spit into the sink and wiped his mouth off. He emerged from the bathroom and smirked at you. He placed one hand beside your chest and one on the wall above you. 

He leaned down and whispered in your ear,

 “I’ll grab the lube.”

[milkgemini]

The Lemon Song

Pairing: Jake Kiszka x f!reader

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: smut! language, fingering, (f receiving) unprotected sex, roughish sex. 18+ minors DNI

a/n: this is my first time posting my writing. please be kind. 

listen

“this is a new one!” you perk up from your book, turning your head to make eye contact with him. 

“are you kidding me? this is a classic.” jake reaches over the arm of the couch to increase the volume on the record player. 

“I should’ve quit you a long time ago”

one of your favorite things about dating jake is the new music he exposed you to. being with him has brought you a new view on music as a whole. he showed you music that made you feel it through your entire body. you ventured out into different genres than what you were used to, and it became a fun game to show each other new songs you’ve found. 

“i should’ve listened baby, to my second mind” jake starts to sing along. you peak over your book at him, hiding your smirk behind the pages. he catches you watching him. “you enjoying yourself?” he says to you, with a sneaky grin stretched out across his face. 

the song picks up with a fast paced guitar solo. jake stands up and mimics the movement of playing the chords. he finally gets you to put the book down, receiving a quiet giggle from you. 

as the guitar solo comes to an end, the song begins to slow down to a bluesy rhythm. jake gets down on his knees, crawling over to you on the couch. his palms cupping your knees as you sit criss-cross. your hand is covering your mouth trying your best to stifle a laugh as jake carries out his performance for you. 

“people tell me baby, can’t be satisfied…” he mouths the lyrics to you with a smirk on his face. his hands smoothing further up your thighs. with your hands still covering your mouth, you feel your cheeks begin to burn. 

“try to worry me baby”, he continues. jake starts to stand up, only to sit back down next to you on the couch. his fingertips still tracing the length of your thigh. 

your eyes are both lulled with lust as you both can see where this is going. each of your gazes locked on the others lips. jake removes his hand from your thighs only to find your jaw, tilting your face to be looking at him directly now. painfully slow he begins to lean in, repeating the lyrics of the song back to you. 

he’s so close you can feel the warmth of his breath hit your upper lip. you scoot yourself involuntarily, a sign of need. he picks up on your movement and smiles to himself. 

your brows are upturned, almost as if a whine should be falling from your lips but you stay silent. he places the quickest soft kiss to you, which causes that same whine to come forth from you. 

“jake… please” from your criss-cross position, your legs are already spread apart, leaving jake the perfect opportunity to lay you back against the arm of the couch and slot himself between them. 

“i’ll give you what you want baby, don’t worry. you know i always do” 

your fingertips find his jaw, your other hand gripping the back of his neck forcing him onto your lips. his lips are soft with the contrast of the prickly hair on his upper lip. his movements mimick the rhythm of the song, slow and passionate. 

you become impatient. opening your mouth, silently begging to feel jakes tongue against yours. a subtle moan from him vibrates into you, sending your hips upwards to grind against him. with his weight pressing against you, you begin to feel his length hardening beneath his jeans. 

the kiss becomes deeper. more sloppy as you both want more. tongues battling each other for dominance. you can feel how wet and plump jakes lips are against yours, causing you to smile into the kiss. 

jake starts to subconsciously grind into your hip, looking for any sort of friction. your hand smooths his hair down as you sigh into his mouth. 

“Squeeze me babe, ‘til the juice runs down my leg” 

the song continues to play from the record player in the background. “ohh” you moan into jakes mouth. 

“you like that part, don’t you baby” he breaks the kiss to hover over your face locking his eyes with yours. with your bottom lip tucked between your teeth, you give him a nod as you look up at him, trying to put on the most inncocent face. 

jake removes his hand from cupping your face to start tracing the skin of your thigh again, inching slowly towards the hem of your pajama shorts. 

“squeeze me baby, until the juice runs down my leg” he whispers onto your lips. causing you to buck your hips up, hoping to reach his fingers quicker. 

his lips meet yours again, but his fingertips don’t stop, now at the top of your thigh. goosebumps following his touch. you begin to feel jake push your sleep shorts to the side, not yet touching you where you want him the most. you gasp into his mouth and he hums back into yours. 

“do you want me to touch you? you want to feel my fingers inside you?” 

your hands are now both grasping at the back of his neck. pulling him into you harder. 

“please jake” you mumble in between kisses. his middle finger ghosts down your slit, not yet spreading you apart to feel the wetness of your arousal. he loves to see you beg with your movements more than your words. your hips once again trying their best to meet his fingers. 

“tell me what you want. i want to hear you say it.” 

“i want you to touch me jake. i want you to play with my pussy. use your fingers to make me cum” 

a surge washes over him, and his lips crash onto yours, an animalistic groan escaping him. he increases the pressure of his middle finger, finally being able to feel how wet you are between your lips. 

“all this for me?” his face hovers over yours, watching you as his finger circles your entrance and trails up to your clit. 

“only you, jake. only for you” 

he loves to hear your fucked out voice when he touches you. watching your face contort with pleasure is his favorite. so instead of continuing the kiss, he stays at a distance, watching you as his finger swirls around your clit, eliciting soft moans from your throat. 

he maintains a steady rhythm, the movement of your hips confirming how much you’re enjoying his touch. with your hand still wrapped around the back of his neck, you pull down hard, causing his forehead to press against yours. he breathes in your moans, answering back with some of his own. 

“more. put your fingers inside of me” you practically beg. 

he listens intently and ghosts your entrance, enjoying watching you squirm. 

“in here, baby?” he looks down at you, grin spread wide across his face. 

“please jake, inside. i want to feel your fingers inside me.”  

painfully slow, he begins to dip his middle finger past your lips. only reaching halfway before the  volume of your moans begin to increase. his nose is slotted against yours, foreheads touching, eyes locked. as his middle finger is pushed all the way inside you, he slowly retracts it, looking down to see your wetness glistening on his finger. he watches himself pump his finger in and out, his cock strained against the inside of his jeans. 

the sounds of his movements and your wetness fill the room, accompanied by your soft moans picking up their pace. 

“i love hearing how wet you are for me. so fucking hot.”

he slips a second finger inside of you, stretching you beautifully. your head snaps back against the arm of the couch. your moans become strained as his fingers pump into you faster now. he pushes them completely in and holds them there, looking back up at you. once you feel him stop his movements, you pick your head up to look at him questionably. as your eyes meet with his, exactly like he wanted so he could see your next reaction, he curls his middle and ring finger inside you. 

“fuck jake. oh my god” 

he curls them faster, switching between pumping them fast into you and steadying his fingers to curl up into your sweet spot. your lip is tucked between your teeth, biting down hard as the pleasure rushes through your entire body. 

jake can feel your pussy contracting around his fingers. his sign that you are close to climax. 

“give it to me, baby. let me feel it on my fingers” 

his raspy voice instructing you to cum was all you needed to let yourself go. stretching your neck out, your head hits the arm of the couch, a wailing moan falling past your lips. your grip on the back of his neck tightens, causing you to pull at the hair at the base of his head. the slight painful pleasure of you pulling his hair motivates him to shove his fingers into you harder. 

“jake, i….” your voice is strained letting your orgasm take over you. 

“i know baby, let me feel it. show me how good it feels” 

his pace never slows. his thumb now swiping over your clit as he continues to curl the two fingers inside of you. begging you to cum all over his fingers. once you feel the movement against your clit, you’ve lost control. 

“holy fuck baby. yes keep going” he chants to you. 

jake knows if he hits your spot just right, he’s able fo make you forcibly cum. your wetness leaking out onto the palm of his hand now. 

“fuck fuck fuckkk jake” 

as his paces slows, you feel the puddle beneath your ass on the couch. his fingers made you squirt. 

he retracts his fingers from inside of you, inspecting how wet they are from your pussy. making eye contact with you, he sucks both of his fingers between his lips. 

grabbing your jaw harshly, causing your lips to pucker, he brings his mouth just before yours. 

“taste yourself on my tongue. tastes so sweet” 

he leads in with an open mouth. pushing his tongue inside, allowing you to taste your own pussy. he moans into your mouth. you feel the vibrations down your throat. 

“tastes good doesn’t it?” 

“mhm” you shyly nod to him. reaching your hand between the two of you to rub against his erection being confined in his jeans. 

“do you want to touch me, sweet girl?” 

his eyes never breaking contact with yours. you silently nod, and he remains this eye contact as he reaches between you both to undo the button and pull his zipper down. he leans back on his heels. his chin to his chest as his shirt is tucked between. his eyes now focusing on the movement of his own fingers as he pulls his jeans and underwear down past his hips. his cock springs free of confinement, slapping against the skin below his navel. 

you grab his length, swiping your thumb over the tip, collecting the precum that’s begun to leak out. the slightest touch from your soft fingertips pulls a groan out of jake. his hips bucking up into your touch. growing impatient, he stands to push his jeans and underwear to the floor, stepping out of them one foot then the next. he realizes you still have your sleep shorts on and curls his finger around the elastic hugging your waist. he pulls the shorts down with such force it causes you to whimper. 

readjusting himself to slot between your legs again, he’s on his knees, stroking his cock to the sight of you spread out for him. 

he pushes his length down to reach you, sliding himself between your folds to feel how wet you are, this time on the tip of his cock. your breath hitches everytime he slips past your clit. his shirt still tucked between his teeth, he watches himself play with your pussy with his cock. 

needing more, he locks eyes with you again, “can i, baby?” 

“please jake. put it inside me” you beg. 

“fuck”, his jaw falls agape, leaving his shirt to fall to his waist again. as he realizes it blocks his view, he grasps the hem of shirt, yanking it over his head and tosses it across the room. 

jake loves to watch himself ease into your pussy every time. to see his length disappear and settle inside of you causes him to twitch, an almost impossible to hear moan coming past his lips. 

as he reaches the hilt, he gives you a second to catch up to how stretched and full you feel with him all the way inside of you. he glanced up to your eyes silently asking for permission. 

“move jake.” is all he needed to hear from you before he unleashed his movements inside. he skips being slow, jumping right into his hip bones crashing against the back of your thighs. he pulls out completely, just to push himself all the way back inside with quick thrusts. 

still watching his cock go in and out of your pussy, he mindlessly grabs your throat. feeling the pressure inside of you followed by the tightness of his fingers wrapped around your neck, you trail your own fingers down to swipe quickly over your clit. or try atleast. 

jake picks up on what your trying to do and swats your hand away. 

“this is my pussy, right?” he groans to you expecting an answer. 

you moan in response. this isn’t good enough for him. 

“answer me. is this my pussy? is this all for me?” 

“yes jake. all for you.” is all you can manage to respond. your answer coming out breathlessly as you feel the tip of his cock brushing up against your cervix harshly with every thrust. 

“then i’ll fucking touch it. not you” his thrusts become harder, leaving you underneath him whimpering. a mixture of pleasure and pain. the burn from the stretch of his cock hurting you just right. 

his four fingers spread against your stomach pressing down, as his thumb finds your clit, swiping rhythmic patterns against it. the inside of your thighs begin to twitch, as the pleasure of both becomes too much. 

“jake i’m going to-“

“fucking cum. right now. cum on my cock, princess” he pants between each thrust. 

as he continues to push harder inside you, the pace of his thumb on your clit never faltering, the pleasure overtakes you. 

he watches from above you as your eyes roll into the back of your head. you feel the orgasm approach with heat rising under your skin. with your ankles wrapped around his hips, your toes begin to curl as your climax is unleashed. the hard thrusts of jake’s cock in and out of you never stop as he rides you through your orgasm. 

“that’s it baby let it out” a drop of sweat begins to form on his forehead from all of the work he’s putting into shoving himself deep inside of you. 

the feeling of your pussy quivering around his cock, and the high pitched moans you’re giving him, push him closer to the edge. he’s holding out and you can tell. 

your fingernails scrape down the bare skin of his back causing his eyes to flutter. 

“cum for me jake. i know you want to let go” 

his eyes shut tight.  your soft coaxing voice being the one thing to set him off everytime. 

he’s beginning to lose the rhythm of his thrusts. quick grunts. him too, now experiencing the pleasure becoming too much as you clench yourself around his cock on purpose. 

“The way you squeeze my lemon, I’m gonna fall right out of bed”

“give it to me, jake. let me feel it” 

his fingers dip harshly into the meat around your hips. pressing so hard he can feel the bone. his teeth are clenched so firmly you can see the bone of his jaw from the side of his cheeks. 

he removes the grasp from around your neck and presses the same thumb he used to play with your clit against the lips of your mouth. you invite him in, wrapping your lips around his thumb, sucking lightly, while swirling your tongue around inside. 

“fuck i’m gonna cum. where should i-“

“inside baby. i want to feel your warm cum leak out of me”

your words were all he needed to come undone, finally. his jaw falling slack as he panted in rhythm to his thrusts. with his cock pushed all the way inside of you, he holds himself still, unleashing his cum inside you fully. he cranes his neck down to watch himself pull out of you, followed by his cum leaking out from your pussy onto the couch. he glances back up to you catching your eyes. 

“fuck, look what you do to me” his fingers collect the cum that starts to pool out of you. he shoves them back inside of you to push all of his cum back in. although sensitive, you welcome his fingers, the thought of him pushing his cum back up into your pussy making your eyes roll back once more. he slips them out of you, bringing them to your lips for you to taste. you suck his fingers clean of both your cum and his. 

“good girl. always so good for me” he brushes away the hair stuck to your forehead from sweat and tucks it behind your ear. his lips press a soft chaste kiss to yours. he can feel the smile spread across your lips pressed against him. 

jake assists you in sitting up, immediately gripping the back of your neck and thighs to pull you up into his arms bridal style. you quickly gasp bringing his attention to your eyes. 

“what’s wrong?” he asks you. 

“jake… the couch” your gaze shifts to the wet spot on the couch he caused from you. 

he softly laughs to himself, realizing what you’re worked up about. 

“jake! it’s not funny!” you squeal, a smile on your face so he knows you’re not that serious. 

“don’t worry about it, baby. let’s get you cleaned up first, then the couch… maybe” he shoots you a wink before walking you down the hall.

[greta-van-chaos]

After Dark

Jake Kiszka x Reader

Request | cock warming with dom/jake

Warnings | Explicit sexual content, cursing, m soft dom/f sub, cock warming, slight choking, edging, wee bit of slapping

Word Count | 2.2k

Authors Note | I really wanted to do a soft(er) dom!jake fic because I'm so used to seeing him be absolutely ruthless and although that can be fun I want a change of pace. This took me forever to write but I'm fairly happy with how it turned out!

Unedited because I want to post really bad and don't have the patience

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Your fingers work at the buttons of Jake's shirt. You just tug at them, hoping the shirt will come apart rather than you actually having to take your time trying to slip them through the holes. Jake's hands work at his pants frantically, sliding out his belt and tossing it to the side before he unbuttons them and yanks them down, lifting his hips slightly which pushes you up and makes you lose balance. You break away from the kiss, breathless and dazed now just snapping the buttons off of his shirt and clawing it from his torso, to which he scoffs.

"Someone's needy." He chuckles into your hair.

"You're the one who won't stop trying to slip your hand down my pants while we watch the movie you chose."

"Touché."

You resume kissing and now it's Jake's turn to take off your clothes, luckily yours are much easier to remove. He slides your t-shirt over your head and immediately cups your breasts, running his thumbs over your nipples. You arch your back, pushing yourself further into his explorative touch but he withdraws his hands, in favor of working at your pajama shorts. Now that you're basically naked, save for your underwear, Jake pulls away to admire your body.

"You're so fucking gorgeous." He nips at the skin of your neck and holds you against him with his hands pressed against the small of your back. The fire in your stomach blazes with lust and your skin is most definitely hot to the touch. You can barely make up a coherent thought and Jake's teasing is causing these feelings to intensify.

Your face is tilted to the sky, giving him better access to your throat but you move to look at him and pull him away from kissing you. In the most composed voice you can muster that is still heavily fogged with arousal you manage to whisper out, "Just fuck me, Jake."

Something in his expression darkens and your stomach drops. "And who says your allowed to make such bold requests, my darling?"

Jake circles the skin of your thighs with his thumbs as he awaits your answer but it never comes, you're too caught up in the feeling of his skin against yours. You can feel his eyes on you, burning into your skin but you don't meet his gaze, instead you focusing on gliding your fingertips over his bare stomach and chest.

Jake tsks and takes your chin between his index finger and thumb. "You've really forgotten your manners, haven't you?" You try to bow your head away from him but he keeps his grip on you. He doesn't hold you too tightly, just enough to keep your eyes on his. "I think we need to fix that."

"And how do you propose we do that?" You're testing him which isn't usually your style but from the way he's looking at you, lust blown eyes and a smirk, you need as much of this dominant energy as you can get.

"You're feisty today." He leans in and nips at your earlobe "Take off your panties."

You barely even have to register what he's saying, you automatically stand up and slip off the thin lace that had acted as a barrier between the two of you.

"What now?" You whisper out, still standing in front of him.

Jake brings his hands to your hips and pulls you a bit closer, pressing a kiss to your stomach and then another a little bit lower and a little bit lower.

You suck in a sharp gasp "Jake--"

His face is now buried between your thighs. You spread your legs a little bit more for him and sink your fingers into his hair, hoping to encourage him. His tongue laps at your delicately, lips closing around your clit once he feels your grip on his hair tighten.

"Please--" You breathe and even though you're not quite sure what you're asking for, it just feels right to beg him, to give yourself over to him completely.

The fire in your stomach is burning bright, the way his mouth moves against you. The sound of your wetness on his lips is sinful. You can feel your orgasm fast approaching and scratch your nails along Jake's scalp to spur him on.

You body trembles beneath his touch and you can do nothing but tip you head back, slack jawed as you prepare for your orgasm to wash over you. But being the tease he is, Jake pulls away at the last second and even though the look of your slick on his lips and chin is borderline obscene you wish you smack the smug look off of his beautiful face.

Jake sits back against the couch, looking at you humorously before outstretching his hand to you. "Come here angel."

You obey silently, placing yourself in his lap with a pout. He strokes your face lovingly and places a small peck on your lips.

"What's the matter my darling?" He says in a mocking tone, his signature smirking playing on his lips.

"Fuck you, Jake." You mutter out, averting your eyes.

You know you're really in for it now when his hand finds your throat and he drags you so that your lips are almost touching. "What was that? I didn't quite catch it." Jake's breath fans over your lips and his grip tightens slightly as he awaits your response.

Feeling brave you meet his eyes. "I said, fuck you, Jake."

The air becomes still and quiet. He doesn't quip back or make any move to speak at all instead he pushes you off of him so you can both stand. Your eyes are glued to him as he slips off his boxers and strokes himself a few times, eyes closing at the sensation. He then grabs the remote, lays on the couch and pats his thighs for you to join him. When you continue to stand silently, unmoving, he sits up with an impatient look on his face. Jake grabs you by the hips and guides you so you're now hovering over his leaking cock.

"You gonna let me in, angel?" He's gripping the flesh of your hips so hard you can almost see the bruises forming already.

A staggered breath parts your lips as you sink down onto him. The feeling of Jake inside of you isn't new but takes your breath away every single time.

You dig your nails into Jake's abdomen, anchoring yourself to the moment, to the sensation. You raise your hips slightly but even after the slightest shift he's holding you down against him, keeping you still.

"Jake--" You whine but he delivers a sharp slap to the side of your thigh.

"You're gonna sit pretty and warm my cock while we finish the movie, maybe it'll teach you some manners."

"Please--"

"If you don't stop whining I will not touch you for the rest of the night and I will not let you touch yourself. Understand?"

You give him a little pout and groan, running your hands down his chest and stomach. Once again Jake slaps your thigh and your whole body jerks, head tipping back when he somehow pushes even further into you.

"I said--" Your eyes pop open when Jake sits up and grabs a hold of your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze. "Do." He presses a kiss to your sternum "You." Another to the base of your throat, "Understand?" He finishes off with a peck on the lips and then settles back into the couch.

"Yes, Jakey" You breathe.

Keeping to his word, Jake puts the movie back on and turns his head to the side. Your eyes refuse to stray from him as he tucks his hands behind his head and shifts under you, jerking his hips upward unexpectedly.  A moan rips through your chest but he pays no mind to you, still watching the TV.

You finally decide that focusing on the screen might help distract you from the feeling of Jake inside of you. You steal looks at him as you continue to watch the movie but he doesn't let his gaze stray from the screen. In a lame attempt to get his attention and maybe even take pity on you, you grind down on him and whine.

"Please Jakey, please." You throw your head back and steady yourself with your palms flat on his bare chest. A mewl escapes you at the very slight movement of his dick inside of you.

"Watch the movie, y/n. Don't make this worse for yourself." His eyes still don't stray and you huff in frustration at how stubborn he can be.

You can feel the pounding between your legs growing more incessant and wonder if Jake can feel it too. You try as hard as you possibly can to focus on the movie but your mind continues to wander back to how unbearably turned on you are and how you can't do anything about it.

The movie inches by and it almost feels like you're watching it frame by frame. When it finally comes to an end you grab the remote, turn the TV off and chuck it across the room. The second the remote hits the floor you launch yourself forward and capture Jakes lips in a heated kiss. His hands fly to your hips and he sits up, moving you against him forcefully. Clearly he's grown impatient too.

His lips move down your cheek and neck, sucking hickies into your collarbones and tracing them with his tongue. Your fingers sink into his hair and he moans against your skin at the sensation of your fingers against his scalp. He still moves you against him feverishly, his cock just barely nudging that sweet spot inside of you that he never fails to miss.

"Please Jake--"

"You want it baby?" You can feel him smirk against you, ceasing the movement of your hips by holding you to him firmly once again.

"So bad, please-- I'll do anything."

"Listen to you, you're ready to beg for it, aren't you pretty girl?" He pulls away to meet your eyes and when you nod, cheeks flushed crimson with arousal he gives you a soft smile that holds more mischief than anything else. He tucks a small strand of hair behind your ear and leans in to whisper "Ride me baby, you've been so perfect for me, let me make you feel good."

You don't need any convincing. As soon as his grip loosens and his hands are just barely holding you, you rock your hips experimentally, relishing in the feeling. You very quickly find a suitable pace, falling into rhythm when his hips thrust up to meet your own. Out of instinct one hand finds Jake's hair and the other reaches past him to grip the arm of the couch.

He wraps his arms around you and shoves his face into the corner of your neck. The sound of your bodies meeting is lewd and sloppy but you couldn't care less, you're too lost in the feeling of Jake's deep thrusts that always seem to make him perfectly nudge your g spot.

"You feel so good." He groans, sloppily kissing and nipping at your neck.

It doesn't take long for the familiar feeling of an impending orgasm to take over your senses. You body goes slightly stiff and it becomes harder to move against Jake.

"Fuck-- I'm close already-- Need your h--" After a particularly sharp thrust you almost scream, digging your nails into the nape of his neck.

"What do you need, pretty girl?"

"Hands-- Your h-- Fuck--"

You don't wait for him to figure it out, instead you release the couch in favor of casting you arm behind you to find his own and dragging it between your legs. He gets the memo and presses the pads of his fingers against your clit, circling it carefully but with enough for to draw a long, high pitched moan from your lungs.

His breathing begins to stutter and you can feel the short puffs of air fan over your skin. He's always been very vocal and tonight is no exception. You absolutely love the sounds you can draw out of him.

You barely notice it but after a few more deep thrusts your orgasm washes over you, taking hold and throwing you into a deep pool of euphoria. Your skin prickles and goosebumps raise all along your body. You can't help but clench down on Jake, rutting against him rather than moving up and down.

Jake isn't far behind, cumming inside you when you tug his hair a little harshly in the haze of your orgasm. He continues to rock into you, riding out his high and letting you ride out yours.

Once you feel strong enough you lift yourself off of him and lay back on the couch, immediately closing your eyes. You can feel the couch raise on Jake's side and you can hear the soft sound of Jake padding into another room before coming back. You don't have the strength to open your eyes so your body jumps when you feel a warm washcloth wiping down the inside of your thighs.

You cast out your arm and blindly reach for Jake. He grabs a hold of it and presses and kiss to your palm.

"Thank you, Jakey." You whisper, letting your eyes flutter open just enough to get a small glimpse of him kneeling on the couch in front of you.

"Let's get you to bed."

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