#shakey jake

[beatsforbrothels]

Takumi Moriya Black Nation - Shakey Jake

[jmkho]

✨️Day 100 of trying to get @gretavanfleet back✨️

[aggelos965]

John Lee Hooker / Shakey Jake / T Bone Walker / Memphis Slim - Let's Ma...

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jake fucking you against the wall between his and Johnnie's room while johnnie is filming a video in there.

i wanna fuck you like an animal

title from closer by nine inch nails

a/n: so sorry for being gone for a while,i just didn’t have any motivation to write but im back for now and im also thinking about writing for the triplets? im not too sure yet

i also decided to add another request to this which you can find here!

jake had a firm hand clasped over your mouth while his other was hooked under your thigh for support. you could practically hear johnnie talking to his audience as he films a video for him main channel through the wall.

it was damn near impossible to suppress your moans as jake’s cock went further and further inside of you with each thrust. your nails leaving scratch marks along his upper arms and back.

his head was in the crook of your neck as he tried to quiet down his own moans from both you clenching around his cock and the dull pain of your nails against his back.

your back arched against the wall as you felt your orgasm approaching. moving your shakey to jake’s, which was covering your mouth, you removed so you could talk without it being muffled.

immidently you let out a whine which you were sure Johnnie had heard. “m’ close” you whimpered out to jake who was biting down on your collarbone to leave a hickey as well as to quiet down his own desperate moans.

his lips unlatched from your skin as he told you the same. his lips all puffy with his hair astray. he then taps your thighs signaling for you to wrap your legs around his waist to which you do.

the hand that was now on your thigh is now rubbing rough circles along your clit pushing you further and further over the edge until you both eventually snap so much so that it’s to the point where even jake is whining about how good you feel.

“mm- fuck mama” he moaned out as he fucked you through your high,some of his cum dripping down your legs and onto the floor below.

you could’ve screamed from how good you felt and probably would’ve if you hadn’t bitten your lip to keep quiet as you came on his cock.

you pressed your foreheads together as you go for a passionate kiss with jake who just couldn’t get enough of you.

the two of you take a minute,mostly with jake praising you,before he pulls out and he hands you one of his oversized shirts to wear since he knows you love them. he then slides on his pajama pants until he feels a sting on his back

he grimaced in pain before he goes to his mirror with his back turned to be greeted with the marks your fingernails had made on his back.

you notice this before you giggle softly as you mumble a soft apology. not that jake minded though.

johnnie on the other hand did as almost on cue he knocked on your door before stating “are you guys decent? i don’t wanna intrude on…whatever that was” he asks through the door to which jake tells him to come in once you’re dressed.

“jesus christ, you guys don’t think you could’ve done that on the wall away from mine” he states before then noticing the damage you did to his back making him scrunch his face up in disgust

“uh jake i think a cat scratched you on your back or something” johnnie teases in reference to the marks on his back

“huh?” jake says since neither of them own a cat until he then connects two and two making both you and johnnie laugh.

“have fun hiding those from the camera tomorrow” johnnie in reference to the video the three of you had planned to shoot tomorrow that neither you nor jake remembered

as if he had seen a ghost jake’s eyes widen before he looks over at you who has a sheepish smile on your face before you mumble soft sorry even though you and him both knew you weren’t.

[yeonzzzn]

Enha hyung line reaction to you as a med student asking them for a sperm sample coz u need it for your class.

oh LORDDDDDDDDD I love this idea so much

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❃ heeseung I already know would be so STUNNED. he would just blink a couple times at you in confusion and then asking you to repeat yourself to make sure he did, in fact, hear you correctly. But who was he to tell you no? It was for your class and you’re a med student, so anything to help you learn right? just as long as you lock yourself up with him in the bathroom and watch as he strokes his cock, biting his lower lip and letting his soft groans escape. loving the way you’d rub your thighs together from the site in front of you, loving the red blush on your cheeks while you keep complete eye contact with him until he cums.

❃ jay would NOT hesitate to help. all you’d have to do is ask him once and he’s already dragging you to the nearest bathroom. hand already shoving down his jeans the minute the bathroom door is closed and locked. but there’s a catch…jay would have you touch yourself along with him. “you want my cum? gotta cum with me baby, that the price for my cum sample.” and of course you’d do as he says, hands removing your bottom clothing and slowly sliding your fingers in and out of you watching the way jay groans as his eyes keep to your heat, stroking himself faster and telling you to do the same until you both are a cumming mess.

❃ jake like heeseung, would be so SHOCKED to hear those words come out of your mouth. oh boy but jake would be riding out that ego that you asked him of all the guys on campus for his sperm sample. jake would be so nervous as he opened the door of his apartment for you, letting you inside and leading you to the couch. with shakey hands jake would slide his sweatpants and boxers down to his ankles, already hard as a rock and slowly stroking himself, keeping the eye contact with you. oh but jake wouldn’t be able to handle it, he’d be begging you to replace his hand with yours, “please baby, it’ll help me cum I promise…need to feel your hands wrapped around me,” and how could you say no to him? he looked to fucking hot as he fucked into his hand while begging you with those puppy dog eyes. so you replace your hand with his, pumping him so fast he was cumming down your hand within minutes.

❃ sunghoon like jay, sunghoon wouldn’t hesitate to help. but the price of him helping would be completely different. you want his cum? you gotta let him fuck you to get it. sure sunghoon could have watched porn or used his imagination, but he was attracted to you, and you obviously found him attractive to even ask him in the first place. he wouldn’t bat an eye as he shoved you down onto his bed, pinning your arms above your head and fucking into you hard, stopping anytime you felt your own climax reaching to deny it, then start fucking into you again, repeating the process until sunghoon is shooting his seed deep inside you. Sliding himself out and watching the way it drips out of your cunt, fingers moving up and collecting his cum with his fingers, “here princess, this is what you wanted yeah?” obviously after you’ve collected it into the small sample tube, he’d push himself back into you until you finally get your release.

[caeunot]

johnnie guilbert x reader

johnnie writing zombie about you

idea by @beansnsoup !

➷ you and johnnie have known each other for almost two years now, you two hang out at least once a week, normally to do a video since everytime you two collab the video gets at least 100k more views.. but also because you guys get along so well. everytime your together you both laugh so hard there are tears and unlike jake you keep your space clean so videos don't need a whole cleaning crew to sort out the mess afterwards. either way you two have become pretty close, and when johnnie told you he was working on a new song you were so excited. you love all his music and you always try to watch every cover post he does on tiktok.

you showed up to jake and johnnies place to sleep over since you live an hour away and you are free both today and tomorrow so you might as well stay longer. you normally sleep in johnnies bed and johnnie sleeps on the couch since they don't have a spare room, you are fine sleeping on couch but johnnie insists everytime that you get his room.

the moment you came in the house something felt a little off, like as if there was an unusual energy in the air or that there's a secret between them that your not let into. you don't let it get to you since you were about to go on jake's live.

"jake no offence but why do you always make me eat the most unhealthy shit ever", you say as the live was ending. " okay y/n that's just mean, this is my diet your talking about ", " next time I'm on your live and you like faint from too much sugar ill refuse to drive you to the hospital, I'll just leave you there and take your room so johnnie doesn't have to sleep on the couch when I stay over" jake rolls his eyes. "so basically what your saying is that you want me dead so you could be roommates with johnnie instead.. I see how it is..." you shove him slightly and he screams dramatically and grabs his arm in fake pain. you laugh and the both of you say goodbye to chat.

"that was great, I think that was our best yet!" jake says cleaning up the mess he made. "I think so too! I wish johnnie could have joined though". you noticed how jake immediately got a massive smile on his face, " hey what's that smile for" you say giggling. "oh nothing" jake says winking before starting to drive you both back to the house.

a few minutes after coming back johnnie comes up to you, wanting to show you something. he leads you to his room and sits down on his bed. he starts petting the spot next to him, letting you know you can sit. as you sat he leaned behind and pulled out his guitar. "oh yay are you going to show me your new song!" you say doing a small clap. "yup! it's the one I've been talking about the past few weeks!" he says, you notice his voice is a little shakey but you figure it's normal when singing to a person alone. he cleared his throat and began singing.

Blood red sheets are my favorite

I could be your greatest weakness

'Cause she's got me so damn nervous

I'm a zombie, baby, what's my purpose?

you were enjoying the song so much you were barely taking note of the lyrics, at the end you gave him a massive hug. "johnnie that was great! I think this is my new favorite song of yours, you better be putting it on Spotify".

he blushed slightly, "I'm glad you like it! but I wana ask like.. what do you think of it". you tilt your head to the side a bit confused, "wait what do you mean?". " it's, uh, never mind don't worry" johnnie says putting his guitar away giving you a weak smile.

the energy was really weird now, the feeling you had before was 10x worse and you had no idea why.

a few hours later you said goodnight to the boys and got into bed, you had sat on your phone for a bit when the events of the day really started to sink in and you hated that there was unresolved issues, so you texted johnnie asking if he's awake. as you sent the text you saw a light flash on the bed. you check and it's johnnies phone

y/n 🧟‍♂️ ♥️:

heyy, i don't want to wake you just incase your asleep but if you aren't can we talk?

you laughed at the fact he put a zombie by your contact name, but as you were about to get out of bed to give him his phone it struck you. johnnies song is literally called zombie, maybe that has something to do with the emoji by your contact name. you immediately tried to recall the lyrics of his song,

I want your heart

I want your brain and that body

'Cause you got me going too insane

You can't control mе

I want your heart

I want your brain and that body

'Cause you got me acting likе a fucking zombie

y/n you absolute dumbass, johnnie wasn't just playing a song for you! he was singing his feelings. it all makes sense now, you know for a fact that johnnie gets really anxious when talking about his feelings and if he ever did want to ask you out he probably would be to shy to say it outright, jake probably knew and that's why the energy was so awkward today!

you immediately jump out of bed and go to the living room, you see johnnie typing something on his laptop but when he notices you he smiles closing his it, "you okay? it's pretty late" he asks as you sit down next to him. "johnnie can I ask you something?" you say biting your lip. "sure what's up".

"who was the person you wrote zombie about?" you said, ripping off the bandaid. at first he opened his mouth but then shut it again looking away, even in the dark you are noticing how he is getting flushed. "johnnie?", he didn't answer and instead put his arms under yours and held you for a soft hug, " it's you y/n, I wrote it about you" the hug lingered for awhile just like the silence in the air.

"johnnie I feel the same" you say after the hug finishes. "wait, really?", you take his hands in your own, "yes, really". he says nothing but then leans in for a soft kiss that you reciprocate, his hands gently fall onto your waist, as your kiss started turning more intense johnnie pulls away taking you off guard, "wait, before we carry on its my turn to ask a question" you make a confused face. "can I call you my girlfriend?" you let out a little laugh, "yes, yes yes yes!!" you say as you leaned in again, and this time you can feel his smile through each and every kiss.

❣

[blue-sadie]

Misleading

Sorry this was a request but Tumblr being Tumblr I lost the post and had to rewrite it, I don't do part 3s but I made it very similar to it

Sully Family x Sibling Reader

Summary: the sullys always protect one another especially the baby (you)

Warning: platonic

Yn/3rd person pov

The adrenaline was wearing off, my panting breath was the only thing I could hear through my ringing ears, i looked through my blurry eyes up to the top of the hill which I fall down.

I was a long ways down I groaned as I slowly rose to rest on my elbows so I could see my surroundings I don't know where I am nothing looks familiar, I raised one of my hands to my forehead letting out a shakey breathe as I felt the hot crimson liquid.

"F-fuck" I cursed bringing the hand infront of my eyes, the blood dripped down my fingers I watched a drop slide down the palm of my hand.

"I'm never gonna be let out again" I muttered breathlessly and brought my hand to the communication device attached to my neck "d-dad" i sighed in pain and closed my eyes tightly.

"What's wrong yn are you hurt" his voice sounded fizzy through the radio but I could still hear the concern in his voice "I was out l-looking for stuff for mom and I I fell" I murmured and groaned as i sat up straight.

"Are you hurt my yn" mon spoke "just a little but I'll live" I said and slowly tried to stand up but lost my balance each time "where are you so we can come get you" this time it was neteyam speaking his voice somewhat panicked.

"I don't really know the last thing I know was just passed the abandoned shack where we get the nice fruit I like from" u sighed I heard faded voices through the radio probably lo'ak and kiri "ok we're on our way hold on tight".

Neteyam and jake both rushed to their ikrans and lo'ak came closely behind trying to reason with their father "dad I know where she is" he tried going to his ikran but jake stopped him "enough, go home and stay put do you understand me".

Lo'ak sighed and nodded defeatedly watching them mount their ikrans and dive into the afternoon sky, his eyes twitched debating his next move "fuck it" he muttered running to his ikran and flying out, lo'ak made sure to avoid his father and older brother in the sky using all the short cuts he knew.

Lo'ak was the first to get to me "yn" he yelled jumping off his ikran and running to my side "l-lo'ak where's dad" I felt dizzy from the loss of blood, my body trembled as he held me "close i-i think" he stammered looking towards the sky I looked up at him he differently gonna be in trouble.

He grabbed some cloth from his satchel and wrapping them around my wounds somewhat slowly the blood flow "thanks-" I was interrupted by the sound of dad's ikran "lo'ak" dad called making lo'ak cringe.

Dad and neteyam hoped off their ikrans and came towards us dad's eyes fill with anger intill he saw my wrapped wounds "good job but next time listen to me" he hissed and lo'ak nodded "let's get you home baby girl" dad turned to me, neteyam and lo'ak grabbing my sides helping me to my feet.

They brought me over to neteyams ikran and helped me on "don't fall... again" lo'ak tried to joke making me love sarcastically "funny" I muttered and groaned as neteyam settled behind me.

"Are you ok" he murmured as he wrapped his arms around me preparing to fly "just dizz-" my vision slowly turned black and my body limp "yn" his voice faded into nothing.

-Time skip-

My eyes slowly fluttered open and a pained groan left my lips as I felt a dam cloth being layed on my forehead "w-who" I whispered trying to left my hand but he clasped my hand gently keeping it down.

"You need to rest sister" his voice was low and caring as I heard water being rung out and another cloth pressed over my shoulder "neteyam" I hissed the medicine stinging my wound making him chuckle lightly "next time maybe watch where your going".

I huffed rolling my eyes "next time I'll just make you get the stuff for me you skxawng" he chuckled again shaking his head as his arm moved under my body helping me to sit up.

"Maybe next time tell me where your going so I can go hunting while you collect things ewya knows moms never letting you leave alone again"

[tojigasm]

dilf!jake went a lil too rough with reader and she whispers out the safe word

You feel heavy and airy, mind fuzzy and skin hot with anxiety as you feel Jake's hand come down to push your cheek into the ground again.

It had been fun at first, the uncommon roughness that filled his every thrust and that soaked into the foggy air surrounding you.

It felt almost as if the forest was closing in on you. With the sheen of sweat that covered your skin and the grip of Jake's hand in your hip – squeezing and pulling and mending your flesh – it felt like you were suffocating.

"J-jake," you choke, voice broken and hoarse from his hand that slipped from its place on the back of your head to the base of your neck, nailing you to the grass beneath you.

Jake grunts from above you, thrusting into you with a fever that makes you hiss as his cock spreads your swollen folds open. He's been fucking you so long you've grown raw and sensitive around his length, and you swear he can feel it.

"Yeah, hon," he plants a foot to the ground, new angle offering you a quick flood of release from his onslaught of hitched thrusts only for the pain to ride itself up your spine in a shattered cry that falls from your lips.

"Doin so good," Jake groans, releasing his hand from its hold on your neck to pull you down onto his cock, spreading the plush of your ass to watch your swollen folds grip the girth of him. "Christ, you're so tight."

Your head is still fuzzy with haze when his hand lifts and you choke on the air that floods your lungs. Your brain scrambles to remember your safe word admist the focus it holds on the sharp pain that rivets through your shakey legs and arms.

You remember it started with an 'o'

And you try, you really do. Tears spilling over your hot cheeks as you cry beneath him. Jake splits you as he sinks all the way into you with a huffed groan, and you yelp under him.

"Y'okay, sweetheart?" Jake stops, massaging his hands into the clammy skin of your lower back. You don't say anything, resorting to sharp pants and shakey sobs that wrack your body.

"Is daddy being too rough?" Jake asks, sliding a hand down your back gently. When you nod, chin wobbling as you break down in sobs, Jake's immediately pulling out of you and settling on his knees beside you.

"Whadda' need, baby?" He drops his head to meet your eyes, face still planted on the ground. "Tell daddy what you need n'he'll get it, okay?"

You shake your head at that, reaching a shakey hand towards him to grasp his larger that's planted on the ground beside your head.

"Please hold me." You sob, and Jake nods, immediately helping you into his lap, pressing your back into the rough of his chest.

He soothes you over, running his free hand up and down your back, arms, and thighs as you take deep breaths, squeezing his hand as you do so.

The quiet hum of the forest helps, letting your mind calm and relax in the warmth of Jake's hold.

"M'sorry, kid." Jake finally speaks, pressing a soft kiss to a knuckle of your spine. "Didn't realize I was being too rough."

You nod, letting your head drop back into his chest with a deep sigh.

"Needa tell daddy when it hurts–"

"I tried!" You cry, reaching a hand up to massage at the sore base of your neck and shoulders. "Could hardly speak..." You mumble, dropping your eyes to the ground.

Jake sighs behind you, and you both hear and feel it before he's pressing gentle kisses over the arch over your shoulders and the swell of your achey neck.

"M'sorry, sweetheart. Really am," Jake drops his chin to your shoulder, "Daddy'll be more careful next time." He runs the pads of his fingers down the palm of your hand gently, letting the movements soothe you.

As you start to relax, Jake runs his hand over the sore part of your shoulder, earning a jump and hiss from you.

He immediately puts both hands up and apologizes when you whip around, narrowing your eyes at him.

"M'sorry, m'sorry," Jake let's you relax again before trying to pull you back into his lap, and it's only when the sore pulse of the pain disapates that you let him.

He drops a kiss to the back of your head, whispering soft apologies and rubbing his hands down the soft of your arms. "I'm real sorry, hon," he turns to rest his cheek to the back of your head.

You nod under his hold, letting your hand slip to slink with one of his that's began to rub circles into your forearms.

You two don't fall asleep.

[anchoeritic]

「 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐞𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐨𝐧. 」

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: jake sully x fem!reader

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: nsfw(+18), minors dni. clit play, fingering, pussy slapping, degradation kink, praise kink, choking kink, dacryphilia, mean jake, use of "girl", manhandling, slight size kink/difference.

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: after getting jake angry, he turns to take it out on you instead.

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: this is absolute filth. i am so sorry. likes, reblogs, and feedback are always appreciated. my inbox is open to new ideas and requests.

every shakey breath, broken wail, orgasm. his bulge grew in size each time you moaned his name, pleading for more.

each time a tear ran down your face from the immense amount of pleasure his fingers would give you reminded him how dirty you were.

“c’mon, let me hear you.” he growled, giving your cunt a light slap that sent your body into a small spasm.

a whimper left from your throat as you felt him spread your legs farther apart, pushing them on either side of your head.

your pussy clenched at the cold air that hit it, shivers getting sent up her spine. “i said,” his hand came in contact with the center of your throat, squeezing at the sides of it, making sure to leave a mark.

his face came close to yours, his hot breath fanning over your nose, getting you even more flustered.

you watched from below as his hooded eyes went dark once more, the palm wrapped around your neck pressing tighter.

“let me fuckin’ hear you.”

he crashed his lips onto yours roughly, engulfing your plump lips with his. he was hit with the sweet taste of your lips, and a hint of your tears too.

“jake.” you managed to babble out against his lips

his hand slid down from your throat, trailing down the valley of your breasts. a surprised gasp fell from your lips as you felt his fingers back on your pussy, working at your - already - swollen clit.

“atta girl,” he praised.

the tip of his fingers continued to assault your pussy, going in the same motion, at the same pace; slow and steady. “there’s my dirty girl.”

“feels s’good, sir.”

he pressed another kiss to your lips, this time it was rather soft, not the usual rough, sloppy clash.

he was obviously a sucker for degradation, but sometimes he had to turn that off and show his darling some love, or in this case, through pleasure.

light moans fell from his lover’s mouth, the sweet stir-up in your stomach getting tighter and tighter every time he circled around your clit.

noticing the shut eyes and the change in cries, he carried on to quicken the pace, helping you fall over the edge a little faster.

“you can do it, i know you can, baby.” he praised once more, pressing another tender kiss to your forehead

you released a loud sob as you reached your climax, the overwhelming feeling of pleasure hitting all the right spots between your thighs.

“please, jake.”

the shades of last night’s starry sky coming into play, bright spots of purple and blue nearly blinding your sight.

you dug your face into the crook of his neck, trying to calm yourself down from your recent high.

wrapping his arms around your body, he rested his cheek against yours contently. he pecked your shoulder softly, tracing circles into your skin with his thumb.

he returned the comfort, rubbing your back gently. “i got you, baby. shh.”

[withahappyrefrain]

Ready & Eager

Summary: Jake finally has the honor of making out with you. He's excited. A little too excited. Part of the Parking Spots Universe but can be read alone!

Warnings: dry humping, Jake being a simp for mean women, Faceless OC so y'all can imagine yourself as her, some light smut. If you don't know what Polly Pockets are, GTFO.

This is dedicated to @dissonannce, who put this thot in my head many moons ago and it has not left my mind since! <3

Jake Seresin knows a thing or two about luck.

Like how it only plays a small part in most things. Personally, Jake believes luck accounts for maybe ten percent of it. The rest is all skill and effort. That's how he became the only pilot in his generation with two confirmed air kills. 

And yet, Jake can't help but feel pretty damn lucky that the woman of his dreams is currently in his lap, kissing him.

Tonight had already been perfect. They had gone on a date. It wasn't the first time he had gone on a date with her, but it was the first time Venus had acknowledged it as one. Not a parking lesson, a date.

It was a big deal, huge. To say Jake was nervous was an understatement.

To say he was excited? Even moreso.

Her touch was electric, sending sparks throughout his body.  The scent of cocoa that lingered on her soft skin was intoxicating, now all consuming. What had begun as soft, feathery kisses had developed into something more heated. 

It was sweet, downright adorable how she rocked back and forth on the balls of her feet, barely able to look at Jake when he walked her to her door. 

"I shouldn't be nervous," the goddess chuckled, "Considering you have no issue barging into my apartment." 

The chuckle Jake had let out was supposed to be smooth. Supposed to be. 

Instead, it was nervous, shakey. He was thankful that he hadn't yet fallen to his knees in front of his beloved Venus. 

"You were sick," He smiled, his face burning up. 

"So does that mean you'll at least wait until I invite you in this time?" A sly smile adorn her gorgeous features, a gleam of mischievousness illuminating her eyes. 

"I can wait as long as you need me to, V." If she was blushing, Jake couldn't tell due to her sun kissed skin. 

A giggle slipped past her lips as she stepped inside the door, "Well? You coming or not, Lieutenant?" 

Jake could only choke out a strained yes, too caught up in how her voice was sweeter than honey when she said his title correctly for the first time since that fateful meeting in that parking lot. 

The two had all but stumbled to the couch, too caught up in discovering how exhilarating, how downright euphoric it was to kiss one another. 

He lost track of how long they had spent on the couch, tomorrow morning's briefing meeting be damned. Jake was positive, no- he knew he would be content staying here, his body melding with hers. 

She lowered her hips ever so slightly. Such a subtle movement and yet it nearly sent Jake over the edge.

God knows how many times he thought about this-his lips capturing hers in a bruising kiss, his hands exploring her soft curves.

Jake had lost track of how many times he came while imagining this-how her breasts would feel pushed against his chest, his hands finally having the privilege to grip the soft flesh of her ass, her lips nipping along his neck, her hands gripping his hair- 

Fuck, he was hard. Painfully so. 

In the back of Jake's mind, a voice was screaming to slow down. But his hips continued to jerk up, desperate to meet hers, desperate to feel more of her. 

So instead of slowing down, he continued, his lips trying to find hers amidst the fainting light of the sunset. His whole body was buzzing from the sensation of her touch. 

A honeyed laugh, low yet sweet, dripped from her mouth, "Someone's impatient." 

"Been wanting to do this ever since I met ya in that parking lot V," a southern drawl laced his low voice, sending a shiver up her spine. 

"I like when you call me that," her lips were now pressed against his neck, leaving gentle pecks in between her words. 

"Yeah?" Jake smirked upon hearing her soft gasp when his hands gripped the soft flesh of her ass. 

"Yeah," her confidence was returning. They had a give and take with one another. Each able to finally feel safe, feel vulnerable, knowing the other would be there, ready to reassure them. 

Her fingers reached towards his collarbone, fisting the dog tags he wore. With a single tug, she was able to direct his lips back to hers. 

It was the hottest thing Jake had experienced. 

With her free hand, she grabbed one of Jake's, bringing it to one of her breasts. Even just feeling it through the fabric of her dress was enough to send Jake's head spinning. 

He could feel his cock straining against his jeans. The pleasure wasn't building up, instead it felt like a volcano, ready to erupt at any time. 

The sudden jerk of his hips had thrown her off, albeit briefly. She was fully ready to write it off as twitch and continue making out with the Adonis that was underneath her (not that she'd ever say that to his face, he didn't need another ego boost). 

But then his hips kept jerking upwards, almost uncontrollably. And then she heard him moan, low and strained. 

"Fuck, Venus." 

It wasn't her first time. Venus knew when a guy had come, and she should have recognized the tall tale signs that Jake was close. 

But how could she focus on anything other than his stupid dog tags, or his stupidly soft hair that was so easy to just grab, or the scent of his cologne that she knew he spent way too much money on? 

So instead the two just sat there, seemingly frozen. Quite frankly, Venus was racking her brain as to how to not ask what had happened so bluntly, whereas Jake was trying to will the floor to open up and swallow him whole. 

"Did…did you um-" 

"I am so sorry. I swear that hasn't happened since like, eighth grade." 

Jake continues to ramble, oblivious to the fact that she stopped listening after he confirmed that she made him cum in his pants just from kissing him. 

"Again, I'm really sorry, this has never happened before. You're just really pretty and kissing you felt really fucking good, I can go home if you-" 

"Why are you apologizing, that was fucking hot." 

Jake's teeth sunk into his bottom lip, fighting back a strained groan, his sensitive cock twitching from her words. 

"I-really?" 

She grinned, shifting her hips towards his again, "Yes really. And unless you're a 'one and done' kind of man, I'd like to continue." 

Jake scoffed, "Sweetheart, 'one and done' ain't my style." 

Venus simply smirked, "Oh yeah? Then what is your style? And does it have anything to do with that callsign of yours?"

Being egged on by her was more fun now that they were dating. Jake smirked at the shriek she let out when he picked her up, placing her on the couch. 

"Seresin, what are you-" Her sentence was cut off by Jake's teeth sinking into the soft flesh of her thighs. His hands made quick work of finding the waistband of her panties and pulling them down her legs. 

"My style is 'I can go all night' with a side of 'I like to keep my mouth busy'," the wink he gave her was beyond cheesy. Her eye roll confirmed it, though it didn’t deter Jake. Not when he could see the corners of her mouth forming a small smile. 

"Anyone ever told you that you're super corny Seresin?" Despite her words. adoration shined in her eyes. 

"Just you," Jake simply shrugged as he made himself comfortable in between her legs. 

"Really? Whatshisface hasn't ever told you th-fuck!" She threw her head back the second Jake's tongue found her soaked folds. 

"What was that darling?" Jake asked with a grin that could only be described as devilish. 

"Get back here you little shit," her hands gripped his blonde locks, tugging them in her desired direction.

Jake chuckled before pressing a kiss to the inside of her thighs, "Don't have to tell me twice Venus."

[cherrycola27]

Till Death?

You and Bradley promise each other until death. You just didn't think I would come so soon.

Pairing Rooster x Reader, Hangman x Reader

Warnings: Major Character Death, Language, Drinking, Physical and Domestic Violence, PTSD. Mentions of Smut. 18+ Minors DNI

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Part 2

You turned your head to the direction the voice had come from. You stood there in shock, words caught in your throat as you met his eyes.

"This isn't real." You thought. "I must be hallucinating."

But as you scanned the group, you saw that they all wore the same horrified look of shock as you did.

"B—B—Bradley?" You stuttered out. "Are you real?" You asked. You weren't sure if you wanted him to answer. You felt like you were going to be sick.

"I'm very real." He responded before taking a step towards you.

Your eyes grew even wider. You could feel your heart pounding rapidly in your chest. You looked from him to Jake, to your friends, and back to him.

You felt hot all over, and your palms were sweating. You felt like you couldn't get enough oxygen in your lungs. The world was spinning as you tried to process everything. You were sure you looked like a crazed animal, and you could feel everyone's eyes on you.

You saw Maverick out of the corner of your eye approaching you. His hands reaching out towards you. You could see his mouth moving, you knew he was speaking to you, but you couldn't hear him.

Panic set deep in your chest. You tried to say something, but your mouth was dry. It was all too much. You couldn't process what was happening. You took a shakey step towards Maverick before collapsing in his arms.

Both Jake and Rooster rush forward to help him. Jake reached your limp body first. "Here, Mav, let me take her inside," He says.

Rooster immediately pushes him out of the way. "Absolutely not Bagman, she's my wife, or did you forget that?" Rooster spits out.

"You've also been missing and presumed dead for the past two years, Bradshaw." Jake argues back. Both of them straighten to their full heights and puff out their chests.

"How about Phoenix and I take her inside." Bob says, stepping between the two of them, trying to diffuse the situation.

"That sounds like a good idea, Bob. We'll get everything cleaned up out here, and then Pete and I will take Nick for a bit while you all, em— talk, " Penny says.

Bob scoops you up while Phoenix helps him get you to your bedroom and lay you down. The two of them take a seat at your reading nook, ready for when you wake up.

The rest of the squad cleans everything up. Rooster goes inside, heading for the kitchen to get a drink. Jake stays outside.

Once finished, Penny shoos everyone away and grabs Nick. She knows that she and Pete have everything he needs at their home in case he needs to stay with them. Before they leave, Maverick stops to speak to Jake.

"Do you want me to stay?" He asks. "No, Mav, I'll be fine." Jake assures him. Maverick gives him a small smile before he and Penny leave.

Rooster paces the kitchen like a caged animal. His hands are shaking as he takes another sip of his whiskey.

In the bedroom, you shoot up with a gasp. "Easy there." Phoenix says coming to comfort you.

"Phe, Bob, I just had the most disturbing dream. It was Nick's birthday party, and Bradley—Bradley just walked through the door, and Jake—Jake proposed to me. It was—" you couldn't finish before crying.

"Honey," Phoenix softly touched your shoulder. "That wasn't a dream. Rooster's here. Everything happened so fast. Jake was down on one knee, Rooster walked outside and you fainted." She explained.

"Oh my god, I'm going to be sick!" You exclaimed before running into the en suite and throwing up.

You brush your teeth and step back out. "Where is he now? Where's Nick?" You ask them. "Mav and Penny had everyone clean up, and they took Nick with them. But I'm pretty sure Rooster and Jake are still downstairs. " Bob tells you. "They're going to kill each other." You state trying not to cry.

Your hands are shaking, and Bob comes to comfort you. "Why don't we stay here for a few minutes so you can calm down?" He suggests. You nod in agreement, trying to control your breathing.

"Rooster." Jake begins stepping into the living room.

"It's—it's good to see you." He says.

"Save it, Seresin." Rooster spits out. "I don't want your small talk. I want to know what the fuck was going on out there. My wife? You could have anyone in the world, but you go after my WIFE!?" Rooster yells at him

"Bradshaw, in case you didn't know, you've been missing and presumed dead for almost two years. How were we supposed to know you'd just roll back up out of the blue?!" Jake says, trying to stay calm.

"I knew you always had a crush on her, and the minute I'm out of the picture, you swooped in, didn't you?" Rooster turns to face him, slamming his hands down on the kitchen island.

"No. It didn't happen like that. The whole squad has been looking after her and Nick. Me more than anyone because we're neighbors. She became my best friend after you, supposedly passed. She asked me to be Nick's godfather because she said it was what you wanted. I didn't mean for any of this to happen. It just did!" Jake defends himself.

"How long has it been going on? Did you at least wait until I was declared dead?" Rooster prods.

"It's only been about six months, Rooster." After the accident, they searched for you for like six weeks. Which where the hell have you been by the way?" Jake changes the subject.

"I washed up on a beach in Mexico in front of a resort. Didn't know who I was. The only thing I remembered was that my name was Rooster. The owners took me in and gave me a job, and took care of me. A week and a half ago, I was playing football on the beach with some of my coworkers and took a ball to the head. Everything came flooding back. The resort owners helped me get in touch with the Navy and get back home. Does that answer your question?" Rooster sassed back.

"That's crazy man. We're really are all glad you're okay." Jake softens.

"Don't try to be nice to me know." Rooster states before taking another drink.

"Six months? You've been dating my wife for SIX MONTHS and decided to propose to her?" Rooster glares at him.

"Yes, Rooster. What do you want me to say?" Jake sighs.

"Have you slept with her?" Roosters voice drops.

Jake sucks in a deep breath. His eyes dart around the room

"Have you slept with her?" Rooster asks him again, more forcefully this time.

"Yes." Jake admits.

"When? When was the first time?" Rooster grips his glass so hard it could shatter.

"About six months ago. It was the one year anniversary of your death. She was hurting and asked me to come over. We talked, and she was really conflicted about moving on. And I just told her that you would want her to be happy and that if she did start dating, she wasn't doing anything wrong. I told her that she was a great person and that anyone would be lucky to have her. Then she kissed me." Jake confesses.

"She kissed me, and I tried to stop her, but I was weak. After that, it just spiraled from there." Jake tells him.

Rooster stands there silent. "Jake I—" He doesn't know what to say.

"I can't fucking believe you man!" Rooster shouts at him. Tears sting his eyes.

"Well, what do you want from me, man?!" Jake shouts at him.

"I WANT YOU TO APOLOGIZE FOR FUCKING MY WIFE!" Rooster shouts at him.

Any ounce of self-control Jake had left in that moment.

"I'm not going to apologize for something I'm not sorry for Bradshaw. I don't regret it, and if I had to go back and do it all again, I would." Jake says, sticking the metaphorical knife in Roosters chest.

"What Rooster? Scared that she won't choose you now that you're back? Afraid she won't run back into your arms? Are you worried that I fucked her better than you every could?" Jake seethed. He knew it was a low blow, but he didn't care.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Rooster screamed before launching his glass at Hangman's head. Jake ducked just in time for it to fly over him and smash against the wall. He shot Rooster a cocky grin.

Bradley jumped over the kitchen counter, ready to attack.

You, Phoenix, and Bob heard the commotion and ran downstairs. You were horrified at the scene before you. Rooster and Jake were trading blows. Phoenix and Bob tried to pull them apart, but they wouldn't listen.

"Stop it! Both of you STOP!" You shrieked. Both men froze and looked at you.

They broke apart and tried to explain themselves. You looked them both over, bloody and bruised. You weren't sure who to go to first. Everyone's eyes were on you before you finally spoke.

"Jake, I think you should go." You said in a small voice.

"Honey, please—" He tried to reason with you.

"Jake, Rooster is still my husband. You need to leave, please." You choked out.

Jake wanted to argue, but you had been through so much today. He hung his head, grabbed his things, and left. Bob helped you clean the mess they made while Phoenix cleaned up and scolded Rooster.

After they left, Rooster took a shower and got ready for bed. You'd never taken his things and put them away, so he didn't have any trouble finding what he needed. After he was done, you slipped in to clean yourself and calm down. You came into the bedroom wearing your sleep clothes.

Rooster was sitting on the bed. You sat down next to him, and he explained everything that had happened over the past two years to you.

He listened and took it all it. When he was finished, you hugged him. You were stiff in his arms. He kissed you. It felt forgien but you let him. But the moment he tried to touch you, you pulled away. You couldn't do this yet. He'd been gone so long, he was a stranger to you.

You tried to explain your feelings to him, but anger flashed in his eyes as he wordlessly got up and left. You heard the door to the guest room slam. You cried yourself to sleep that night.

Over the next week, you and Rooster tried to fall back into your normal lives. Nick instantly took up with him, knowing exactly who he was.

Jake had been avoiding you, simply texting you to see if you were okay.

Things seemed to be getting better, but you still hadn't slept with Rooster yet. The Saturday after Nick's party, Penny and Mav offered to keep Nick so the two of you could have some alone time.

That's how you found yourself under Rooster in your bed as his hips drove into you. You were sleeping with him partly because you wanted to, and partly because you felt like you had to.

The sex wasn't bad. The two of you had been doing this for five years, Rooster knew your body and what made you tick.

Your fingers dug into his back as you approached your finish.

Waves of pleasure fell over you as your legs shook. It almost felt normal. As you reached your peak, you opened your mouth and screamed, "Oh, Jake, yes!"

Rooster immediately stopped. "What did you just say?" It took your brain a minute to catch up to you.

"Bradley, I, I'm so sorry." You tried to apologize.

He jumped off the bed and screamed in frustration. His eyes landed on the framed wedding photo of the two of you. He grabbed it and launched it across the room.

You yelped and jumped off the bed and quickly pulled your clothes back on.

"Rooster, baby, please." You tried to reason with him. Tears slipped down your cheeks.

He didn't respond to you. Instead, he started throwing everything off the bed like a crazed man.

Soon, he was pulling the mattress off the frame and dragging it down the stairs and tossing it outside.

"Bradley, what are you doing?" You asked, shrinking back into the room.

"I'll be DAMNED if I sleep in the same bed he fuck you in!" He yelled at you.

Before you could do anything else, his strong hands grabbed the bed frame, and he began tearing it apart.

Wood splintered as he cursed Jake and you.

You were terrified. You didn't know the man in front of you. He certainly wasn't the man you married.

You sobbed as you ran out of the room. You went downstairs and grabbed your phone and charger before retreating into the guestroom and locking the door.

You pushed a chair in front of it, too, for extra safety. You sunk down on the bed. You were so thankful Nick wasn't here tonight. You thought about calling Jake, but you were afraid it would make things worse.

After Rooster had finished destroying the bed, he looked around. The room was in chaos, and you were nowhere to be found. He went downstairs and saw your phone was gone, but your keys weren't. He made his way to the guest bedroom. He tried the door. Locked.

"Honey. Honey—I'm sorry." He cried. He stood outside the door, begging you to open it, but you didn't.

Eventually, you fell into a fitful sleep, and Rooster passed out in the hallway in front of the door.

He woke up and rose from the floor. You still had the door locked.

"Baby, I'm sorry, please can we talk? You can't stay in there forever. I know you're hungry." He tried to reason with you.

He was right. You were starving, but you refused to leave.

Rooster understood why you weren't coming out. He headed to the kitchen and grabbed a few snacks and drinks for you and a change of clothes. He put them in a basket and left them outside the door.

"Honey, I'm leaving some things for you out here. I promise I won't try to come in. Just please get them. He said before heading back upstairs to call Maverick. Once the sounds of his steps faded. You quickly opened the door, grabbed the basket, and retreated.

A few hours later, you heard Maverick come, and he and Rooster cleaning, and then you heard them leaving.

Later, you heard them return and the sounds of heavy things being moved upstairs.

What you didn't know is that Maverick made Rooster clean up his mess and then go out to get a new mattress and bed to replace the one he'd destroyed. They'd also picked up a few things for you and some flowers. The whole time, Maverick had been trying to reason with Rooster and explain to him what it had been like for you in his absence.

"I mean Bradley, what do you expect? You've been gone for almost two years and then just show up out of the blue without contacting us first. I mean, we're happy you're alive, but you don't know what it was like. I was there when she grieved you. I held her at your funeral. I made sure she was okay after giving birth to your son. Jake took care of her when I couldn't. He made sure she and your little boy were looked after. You're a stranger to her right now. You can't just expect to pick back up where you left off. You weren't there to talk her off the ledge. He was"

Maverick finished his speech by telling him that Goose and Carole would be disappointed in him.

Roostet took his words to heart. Before he left, Maverick managed to coax you out of hiding.

You went upstairs and saw what they had done. Rooster got on his knees and tearfully begged for your forgiveness.

You both cried and held each other. Rooster swore to you he would never do that again, and he would do whatever it took to be a better man for you.

You cried harder. Finally, the two of you calmed down. After a few minutes of silence, Rooster suggested you two get something to eat. You were about to gladly agree, but suddenly, the idea of eating made you nauseous.

You lept up from your seat and ran to the bathroom. You heaved into the toilet and emptied the contents of your stomach into it.

You took a moment to catch your breath.

You headed to the sink to brush your teeth, but you froze the moment you opened the cabinet door.

There, next to your toothbrush, was an unopened box of tampons.

"Oh shit."

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A/N: I hope everyone enjoyed part 2! I tried to get everyone who asked in the tag list and I'm so sorry if I missed you! I truly didn't expect this story to blow up like it did! Thank you everyone for your support!

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[bumblesimagines]

Imagine:

Neytiri finding out you were hurt

Request: Yes or No

~~~

Grace awoke with a soft gasp, the night sky greeting her. Pushing herself up onto her elbows, the kids quickly ran to her side, excitedly shouting her name. Her eyes focused on the tree. The Tree of Souls.

"Grace." Neytiri murmured her greeting, a soft sadness to her voice. Despite Jake's betrayal, she and her people knew you and Grace had nothing to do with it. She turned toward your avatar expectantly, waiting for your eyes to open so she could collapse into your arms and bask in the comfort your presence brought her. But your avatar remained limp. She frowned and turned toward Grace.

"Where is (Y/N)?" She questioned and Grace's attention snapped away from the beautiful pink glow of the tree.

"Shit- Right." Grace stumbled up onto her feet, stepping toward your avatar and looking it over. "Good, he's alright."

"What's going on?" Neytiri asked, glancing back toward her mother as she approached. Grace swallowed, turning to face the women.

"(Y/N)... I..." Grace glanced down at your avatar, the realization of the situation setting in.

"Where is my mate, Grace?" Neytiri rose to her feet, tail beginning to twitch and lash anxiously. Grace looked at the young Na'vi and frowned, looking past her to address her mother.

"We need your help, Mo'at. (Y/N) was hurt-"

"Hurt? How? Where is he?" With each word, Neytiri's voice raised, gaining the attention of the rest of her clan. Mo'at reached out, placing a hand on her daughter's shoulder.

"He was shot. We barely got away. We don't have the necessary supplies to treat him and if he doesn't get proper help soon..." Grace trailed off, avoiding Neytiri's eyes. Neytiri released a shakey breath, sinking to her knees beside your avatar. She reached forward with trembling fingers and cradled your face.

Watching her daughter, Mo'at grimaced and looked back toward Tsu'tey. He stared back at her, features hardening but he closed his eyes and gave a small nod. "Bring him here." Mo'at ordered, looking at Grace.

"Eywa will decide his fate."

Gifs aren't mine.

[buckyegans]

The Rule ✮ Leonard Wolfman Wolfe

summary: Hollywood lets you know about the cowboy hat rule after seeing his RIO place the hat on your head.

warnings: language, some sexual implications? drinking, shenanigans

notes: y/c/s = your call sign. gender neutral reader! inspired by a jake seresin fic i saw on here but generally by the cowboy hat rule phenomenon from tiktok a while back

 “Y/C/S,” Rick Neven, Hollywood, greets as he plops down on the barstool next to you, beer in hand.

 You turn to him with a flushed grin, big Stetson lopsided on your head. It was comical. “Hey, Wood! Are you enjoying the party?” you asked, nodding to the bustling crowd of the O Club, all celebrating the success of the first mission as Top Gun graduates.

 Hollywood nods. “Sure am. You seem to be enjoying yourself,” he states, eyes flickering to the hat on your head.

 You laugh, placing your hand on the top of it, keeping it in place. “Oh, this? It’s Wolf’s.”

 “I know whose hat it is, Y/C/S. Did he tell you about the hat rule?” Hollywood questions, signaling for another round for the two of you.

 You shake your head, grabbing the beer. “No. What’s the hat rule? Cowboys can’t give people their hats?” you guess with a pink-cheeked grin, laughing at yourself.

 “No,” he smiles. “If you wear his cowboy hat, you must be riding the cowboy.” Hollywood states.

 You practically spit your drink out, covering your mouth before you sputter it everywhere. You fall into a fit of coughs, Hollywood quickly smacking at your back, Wolfman unfortunately appearing out of nowhere with a look of concern. “Woah, you okay, Y/C/S?” Wolfman asks worriedly.

 You nod frantically, flushing as you look at him. “Peachy,” you cough, wiping your mouth as you try and regain your breath. “I’m gonna use the restroom.” you say, speeding off before he can really say something.

 Wolfman snaps his head to Hollywood. “What did you say to them?” he asks.

 Hollywood holds his hands up in defense, shrugging. “The hat rule.”

 Wolfman groans, flipping his friend off. “You are such a dickhead, Hollywood!” he says before moving down the hall you just disappeared down. Wolfman leaned against the wall, staring at the ceiling as he waited for you.

 When the door open and you walked out, your face heated up at the sight of Wolfman, waiting for you. “Hey, is everything okay?” he asks.

 “Yes,” you breathe as he towers over you. “Why wouldn’t I be?” you question.

 Wolfman sighs, smiling softly. “Because of the damn hat.”

 You let out a shakey exhale, nodding. “I definitely did not expect that.” you admit. “But, I haven’t taken it off yet, have I?”

 Wolfman blinks at you. “What?” he blurts.

 “I said,” you said, swallowing your caution. “I haven’t taken your hat off yet, Wolfe.”

 Wolfman breaks into a large grin. “What are you sayin’, Y/C/S?”

 You shrug, tipping the hat at him. “Just trying to follow the rule, cowboy.” you wink, turning to walk towards the exit.

 Wolfman stands in the hall, frozen for a moment. Quickly regaining a bit of sense, he’s hot on your tail. “Hey, wait for me!” he’s yelling.

[jakeysbuttsheeks]

Jake x fem reader

Warnings: sexual content, oral sex (m rec), fingering, period sex etc . 18+ mdni

"goddamn it baby , what the fuck do you want me to do about it!? Huh?" Jake yells, slamming the door open as the argument from the car commences into the house .

"there's a limit Jake. That girl almost had her mouth on yours" you state , tired and frustrated.

"Jesus- i can't help it okay?! I didn't know she was gonna-" Jake slams the car keys on the coffe table as he kicks off his shoes.

"you didn't even push her away! And don't fucking throw your shoes around the living room I'm not your fucking slave!" You cut him off , finally screaming as you picked his shoes up and walked over to put them away with yours .

"you know how it would've looked if I pushed her away! " He screamed back , looking over the couch at you before standing up and making his way over to you

"and I give you every goddamn thing! So don't ever fucking say I treat you like a slave!" He points at you , screaming so loud it shuts you up.

"if anyone's a slave it's me! I work and tour all the time and come home and give you everything you could ever want and you still want more!? What the fuck do you want me do!? Shove her away and destroy my reputation?!" He screams at you as you take in a shakey breath .

"You know part of my job is entertaining those women right ? and haven't i told you enough that it means nothing to me?! I tell you everyday! You just can never trust me can you ?!" He screams but he softens immediately after when he notices the look on your face , immediately sympathising with you. You were mortified to have upset him so much.

He sighs and looks at the floor , his hands on his hips . the sigh was thick with disappointment and mostly tiredness but also guilt. He was tired from the show he just played and there was no way he could've know that fan would lean in to kiss him like that, he had little to no time to deal with the situation.

He walks awayas he started unbuttoning his shirt. He probably wanted to change and crawl into bed and sleep you thought . But instead he walks over to the home studio. He would always lock himself in that room for hours after an argument.

You walk in after a while, hearing the strumming of the beautiful blues notion he was playing. blues always got you in the mood. He knew you'd entered but he kept playing, standing by the amp , shirtless with his guitar on him , back facing the door.

"Jake" you call softly as you approach him but he doesn't respond, first you thought he couldn't hear you.

"baby" you humm as wrap your arms around his waist as you approached him from behind, pressing your lips to the side of his neck. He knows you've come to apologise , but he ignores you . You realise he's playing hard to get.

You let him go and walk in front of him and he still doesn't even bother to look at you , busy looking down at the fretboard as he played.

You immediately drop to your knees . You wanted him , but this would also be a test on how much he loves you , the best reassurance was to watch how much you could do to him . If you had to be honest , you were quite petrified he might not even want it or might not even get hard, or show little to no reaction to it.

He never faultered in his playing, playing flawlessly, not even budging , not even looking at you as you looked up at him , his guitar rested on his right upper thigh, leaving just about enough room for you to reach his crotch.

You rested your hands on his legs , slowly moving up till your fingers barely touched his crotch . You were careful but deliberate.

"fuck" he muttered as he hit a wrong note , but almost immediately continued again. You smirked to yourself, your confidence now building up.

You took the liberty to gently paw him through his pants , feeling him getting hard under your touch , you watched his face as he closed his eyes for a few seconds, pretending he was into the song , but you knew he was enjoying what you were doing. He was trying to ground himself.

You knew he was watching you even though he wasn't looking at you , pretending to be busy looking at the fretboard. You decided to put an end to his silent treatment.

You leaned in , opening your mouth and sticking your tongue out , running it against his zipper , his bottom half was fully clothed and you knew he could barely feel it but he was definitely dying you watch the show you were putting on for him.

You let your teeth sink gently into his hardening bulge making him involuntarily jerk forward while completely going out of tune. He knew there was no way he was winning this battle but he wanted to see how far he could push you .

So he kept ignoring you , going back to playing the riff again. You roll your eyes before pulling away , grabbing at his belt and unbuckling it , you accepted the challenge he was throwing at you.

You were not gentle as you pulled his pants down , almost disrupting his playing but he worked around it as you pulled his pants and underwear down to his ankles, revealing his hard cock that screamed for more attention.

You didn't touch him yet , your hands slid behind his legs as you kissed his length before swallowing him into your mouth , humming around him. The guitar restricted room for you to use both your hands and mouth on him , so you decide to just use your mouth .

His chest was heaving and he was damp with sweat , fighting the urge to drop the guitar and grab your head and fuck his cock into your mouth. But he was stubborn, putting all his focus into what he was playing, thought it was sloppy and he knew it . He mentally cursed at you for having such an effect on him.

Your fingers caressed his legs and dug into his soft flesh as you worked him with only your mouth , knowing it would work him up but leave him wanting more . You sucked on his length, deepthroating him before pulling off and teasing his tip with your tongue , moaning and drooling on him and continuing it over and over till you felt his legs trembling , he'd almost stopped playing completely.

You pulled back and pepperd kisses all over his length and exposed thighs . You heard him let out a shaky sigh as you finally met his eyes , half closed and lust blown , his eyebrows pinched together . He looked defeated . You couldn't help the smirk that formed on your face . He'd stopped playing at this point, unable to bare it anymore. His right hand resting on the body of guitar as he gripped the fretboard tightly in his left .

You stuck your tongue out again circling his tip before teasing the underside, you felt him trembling again . You took him fully into your mouth as he took the guitar off his shoulders and rested it on the stand next to him , his hands almost immediately slipping into your hair and gathering them in a make shift bun for you , caressing your face in the process.

You watched him as he thew his head back , his eyes rolling back and his Adams apple bobbing in his throat as he swallowed.

You perked up when he let out a pained moan, pulling on your hair as he pushed himself deeper into you, making you gag on him causing him to moan again.

You loosened your jaw and placed your palms on his thighs with your cheeks sucked in and tight around his cock as he began fucking your mouth with small jerks of his hips , throwing his head back but looking back down at you immediately , letting his hair get messy as he began rutting his hips into you , like how he did with his guitar on stage.

He was panting, let out moans with each breath , getting higher in octave as he came closer and closer to his high .

"god fuck baby- fuck!" He froze, his body tensed up as his muscles contracted while releasing into your mouth, pushing your head down on him again and you gagged around him again , swallowing him down clean.

He let go of his grip on your hair but you kept sucking him dry making him whimper. Till you pulled off and he let out a whine . you held onto him when standing up.

"fuck baby you take me so well" he panted , his voice desperate and whiney as he grabbed your jaw , squishing your cheeks together and with his other hand , pulling you against him by your waist. you were drunk on how fucked out he looked . He looked like this everytime he got off the stage .

"please" you beg , not sure what for ,as his grip on your jaw made your lips purse out.

He crashed his lips into yours, the both of you almost tripping as he walked you backwards , stepping out of his pants that were at his ankles.

his hands grabbed the ends of your slimfit black dress that he'd been wanting to tear off you the minute he saw you in it, and pulled it up to your waist.

"Jake" you stop him and part from his lips to speak , immediately grabbing his wrists as he reaches for the waistband of your panties. He looked at you in a daze but he was concerned as to why you want him to stop.

"I'm on my period" you say , your were dying to kiss him again, your eyes half open and lust blown.

"ohh is that why you've been acting so cranky" Jake states in realisation. You roll your eyes and kiss him again , sloppy and desperate as his hands reached to pull your panties down again and you stopped him , again.

"I'm on my period" you reminded more sternly.

"now when has that ever stopped me baby?" He asks in a quick mumble, not even waiting for an answer before he resumed pulling your panties down and kissing you , not even caring about the pad you had on.

He continued walking you backwards , till your legs touch a chair behind you , you almost tripped in your panties that were at your ankles but quickly kicked them off.

"sit." He breaks the kiss as he pushed you to sit down on the chair , which you did immediately. He got down on his knees along with you , barely breaking the kiss as he lifted your legs to rest over each armrest.

"jake- it's gonna make a mess" you mumble against his lips. It wasn't the first time you and Jake had period sex , but it was usually in the bathroom or somewhere more sensible for that activity, not his home studio.

He ignored you and felt his hand slip into your hair by your neck , grabbing a fistfull of your hair and wrenching it back making you wince as your head flew back , his lips immediately attacking your neck in sloppy open mouth kisses, groaning as he tasted you .

His other hand your felt caressing your inner thigh , squeezing the flesh slightly before his fingers dipped into your soaked cunt .

"Jake" you gasp , feeling his cold fingers on your sensitive clit as you eyes rolled back. Your abdomen and back ached from your period and Jake knew the only way to help that.

He slipped his thick middle finger into your hole, you could almost hear the squelching. And you could smell iron in the air from the blood , you could almost taste it . It seemed to turn Jake on more than anything.

"fuckk" Jake whispered to himself shakily as he parted from you to watch his finger slide into you , getting coated with your dark red slick .

You screamed out a moan when Jake finally curled his finger up , sending a jolt of pleasure through your body , easing all the discomfort and pain you were feeling. You threw your head back and arched on the chair , grabbing his shoulders to ground yourself as you spread your legs wider for him.

"that's it baby give it to me" Jake mumbles as he starts pumping his finger into you and curling it up simultaneously , perfectly in your gspot . His strong fingers were to die for , the way they pulled you to an orgasm with little to no effort.

"you're already squeezing me" he huffs with a small smirk as he slipped another finger in , keeping them tightly together as he curled them up into your gspot , almost making your ass lift off the chair as you let out pornographic moans .

"comon baby" "that's it doll" he coaxes as he watches you try to calm yourself and take deep breaths . But he picks up his pace while his thumb pushes into your folds , starting small circles making you dig your fingers into his shoulders, your legs threatening to leave it's place on the arm rests and wrap around Jake instead.

Your breath was out of your control and you were a mass of sweat , panting and moaning out Jake's name mindlessly as he worked you with skill and commitment.

His eyes met yours as a devious smirk forms on his face , like he'd just gotten some idea . Just then you felt the two fingers he had inside you spread apart and scissor you before curling up , making you throw your head back with your jaw hanging open and your eyes fluttering closed as he repeated it , making your legs tremble and bringing you to the brink .

"fuck! Jake!- I'm coming!- fuck-!" You whine and moan as you thash around in the chair before one last deep curl of his fingers had you gushing all over them.

"fuck" you whine as you look down at Jake , he had his eyes peeled on the way your juices squirted out from around his fingers , feeling the way you clenched around him so hard . You couldn't help but feel horrible at the mess it would've made.

Tears brimmed your eyes for a reason you couldn't point out and when Jake pulled his fingers out you felt a huge save of emptyness wash over you, causing the tears to roll out .

Jake couldn't get his eyes off your cunt but when he finally did look up at you, his expression immediately turned to worry.

"what's wrong? Did I hurt you?" He asks immediately , his voice dripping in fear.

"baby say something" he shook your knee, his clean hand cupping your face as he moved closer to you , still on his knees in front of you.

"I'm so sorry jake- you do give me everything and i- I'm sorry for what i said today- i just can't stand the way those girls look at you. I know there's nothing you can do and-" you start to blabber but he stops you.

"hey" Jake shushed you, his voice stern as he brushed his thumb over your cheek , wiping the tears.

"nothing's going to ever seperate us" Jake says, shaking his head as he stares deeply into your eyes.

"You're my girl. nothing is going to change that" he said , almost like it was a demand. His words broke you down even more . He had a slight smile, knowing he was going to make fun of you for being so dramatic later.

"c'mere" he murmurs as he pulls you into him , hugging you tightly as you wrapped your arms around his neck and buried your face into his hair.

He whispered softly comforts as he turned his head to press his lips against the side of your head , stroking your hair and back while you sobbed softly.

With that he picked you off the chair as you instinctively wrapped your legs around him , carrying you to the bathroom so the two of you could have a nice hot shower.