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Tomato Red - Chapter 5

Parings: Jesse Cash x Female Reader

Warnings/Triggers: Language, anxiety/nervousness, sexual tension, fluff, masturbation, oral, smut, kissing/making out, self doubt, friends to lovers, mentions of Covid, talks of blood, scrapes, and gashes, abusive relationships, jealousy, arguments/disagreements.

Summary: The local cafe/bookstore down the street was Jesse's usual hang out spot where he spent hours reading books and working on music. Until one day when he meets a new barista working the bookstore cafe. Suddenly, Jesse's reasons for visiting the bookstore down the road were no longer just for reading and work... but were suddenly meant for much more.

Author’s Note: Buckle in you guys cause this chapter gets pretty steamy. You're in for a bumpy ride.

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Thank you all SO fucking much for all the support on Tomato Red. It means the absolute world to me. Writing this story has been so fun and helps keep my mind occupied. I love you all so so so much!☕️🍅

READER

The old school diner jukebox echoed off the walls of the restaurant as it played an Elvis Presley song. The salt from my french fries still clung to the bottom of my fingertips and the leftover taste from the diet cola still lingered on the back of my tongue.

Jesse sat in the booth across from me sipping on his orange creamsicle milkshake and occasionally picking at his burger. I couldn’t help my eyes from lingering on the way his hand would grip around the tall glass cup. Wondering how his fingertips would feel tracing along my skin. I licked my lips as the thoughts kept pushing their way through to the forefront of my mind.

Jesse was dressed in a long sleeve black sweater and a pair of tan pants. His messy curls framing his face perfectly, per usual. His appearance definitely didn’t go unnoticed by me or the young girl who was working the hostess stand. She was practically drooling the moment Jesse walked in through the front door.

I know I had no right to be getting jealous especially since me and Jesse weren’t together. But I did not appreciate her lingering gaze on him or the way her face fell with disappointment once I had emerged from behind him.

“Oh well hellooo there, welcome in! Will it be just one dining in tonight?”

“Actually, it will be the both of us.” Jesse responded back while wrapping his arm around my shoulders and pulling me closer inside.

With a snarky remark under her breath the young hostess grabbed two menus out from behind the stand and motioned for me and Jesse to follow behind her, “Right this way then.”

When we came up to the booth I didn’t miss the way she stared daggers into the side of my face or the force she used when she slapped my menu down on the table. Making sure she gently set Jesse’s down before twirling the ends of her brunette strands, and then strutting back off towards the front of the restaurant.

I did my best to not let her affect my time with Jesse. Afterall, I was the one who was sitting here in this booth across from him.

“How is everything tasting?” Our server asked while picking up my glass of cola to refill it.

Shifting my focus from Jesse and over to the young gentleman who was standing at the side of our table, “Everything is wonderful, thank you so much.” I responded back with a smile.

“It’s my pleasure, is there anything else that I can get you two?”

Jesse cleared his throat before replying, “I think we are okay, thank you.” His chocolate brown eyes flashed up at me and the butterflies that always found their way to the pit of my stomach crashed inside me like a tidal wave.

I still couldn’t comprehend how out of everyone in this world, that it was me sitting here across from him, right now, in this moment. Although I could reach out and touch him, anytime I was with Jesse I always found myself second guessing if it was real.

Jesse outstretched his arm across the table, tilting his now half empty cup at me, “Go on, take a sip for yourself before I finish this thing off.” He brought the cup up closer to my mouth, the straw he had been sipping on just inches away from my lips.

I dusted the leftover salt residue from my fingertips and reached out to grab the straw, leaning closer to begin sipping from the cup that Jesse was still holding. His eyes intently staring down at my lips.

The cold taste of orange filled my mouth and I swallowed it down hard with a smile, “Hm I guess that is pretty good or whatever.”

Jesse let out a laugh, “Don’t act like that’s not the best thing you’ve ever tasted.”

Considering I’ve never tasted him, I couldn’t give a fair answer.

I rolled my eyes and adjusted back down comfortably in the booth, “Considering there’s still a lot that I have yet to taste I don’t know if I can say it’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted. Guess we'll just have to wait and see, huh?”

Jesse’s eyes flicked up from my lips, tracing every inch of my face. Before sticking out his tongue to quickly wet his lips he glanced back down towards the corner of my mouth. “Here, you have a little bit left over, may I?” He leaned against the table and motioned towards my mouth.

My cheeks instantly engulfed in flames and the pink hue flushing from under my skin certainly put my embarrassment on display, “Oh god, do I have milkshake on my face?”

Jesse’s thumb gently brushed along my bottom lip, scooping up the leftover orange liquid. “Don’t worry, it’s cute.” He teased before inserting his thumb in between his lips to suck off the leftover residue.

Holy. Fuck.

My stomach was in a messed up wad of knotts. I struggled to catch my breath and my pussy clenched from inside my jeans. I wanted so badly to pull Jesse in and slam him against this table and have my way with him.

I pushed the intrusive thoughts to the back of my mind and focused my breathing. Jesse’s eyes never leaving my face.

“You know...” Jesse started with a slight sigh, “I take back what I said earlier. That may have been the best thing that I’ve tasted, actually.” He ran a hand through his curls and gave me a wink before turning back down to sip the rest of the milkshake that rested at the bottom of the glass.

I bit the skin around my nails as a way to grasp at whatever confidence I could muster up, “the milkshake, or me?” I asked with a sly smirk.

“You. Definitely.”

My leg was anxiously bouncing underneath the table and I brushed my clammy hands up and down my thighs in an attempt to gain control over all the feelings that were coursing through my veins.

Me and Jesse have had multiple conversations before but none like this, none that were this intense. His stare burned into my skin and it set my soul on fire. Although this restaurant held multiple other people, no one existed around us in this moment. It was just me and Jesse.

I can’t remember the last time I felt like this. I was riding on a Jesse high that I hoped I’d never come down from. Every time we were together my soul felt like it finally found a piece of a puzzle that had been missing forever. I no longer felt like I was stumbling through every day barely grasping at whatever meaning I thought my life was meant for.

For what has felt like forever, I was always within reach but forever unable to hold any sort of purpose within my grasp. But never with Jesse, never when he was next to me and by my side. Jesse was the purpose my soul so desperately longed to find and now that it was here and in my grasp I was so scared to let it slip through the cracks.

Our server returned to our table to collect our plates and Jesse’s completely cleared milkshake cup, “Is it going to be on one check?”

Jesse arched up out of the booth, pulling his wallet out from his back pocket and opening it up to pull out the cash from the back pouch, “It will all be on one check.” He tucked the cash into the waiter's front apron pocket, “don’t worry about the change man, thank you for everything.”

“Of course! You two have a wonderful rest of your night and come back soon.” He replied before carrying the stack of dishes to the back kitchen.

Jesse stepped out of the booth and smoothed his shirt down against his core before extending out his hand to help me to my feet, “you ready to get out of here?”

“As long as it’s with you, I’m ready to go anywhere.” With our hands now interlocked we made our way towards the front door, and I made sure to give the hostess that we saw on the way in a nice little wink before me and Jesse made our way back outside and into his car.

JESSE

The ignition clicked and with the sound of the engine starting the radio came on and began playing Sugar by Beach Fossils.

“Oh my gosh! I love this song!” Y/N exclaimed. “It’s the ultimate feel good song.”

I agreed with a nod and backed out of the parking lot, reaching over to turn the volume up before finally pulling out onto the empty late night road. The street lamps and glows from the restaurant sign cascading in through the window, highlighting Y/N’s pale skin in the darkness of the confined space.

I glanced over at her as she sang along to the words, “It’s nice outside, do you mind if I roll the windows down?”

“Please!” She responded with a smile and I had to grip the steering wheel to hold myself up. I pressed the button on the door and the two front windows began rolling down. The LA breeze brushing in through the windows and carrying around Y/N’s scent with it.

Her silk long hair blew around erratically and she stuck her hand out the window letting it glide along with the wind. She closed her eyes and let her head fall back against the headrest as she continued to sing along to the words of the song. My heart was completely mesmerized by the sight that was next to me.

Y/N looked absolutely ethereal, the way the street lights casted her in a warm glow and the scent of her strawberry perfume completely took over all my senses. I began to find myself envious of the wind that was able to wrap itself entirely around her.

I set my right hand down on the arm rest next to me and let my fingers tap along to the music and began to sing along with her, our voices intertwining in harmony as they echoed off the confines of the car.

“Have I ever told you how beautiful your singing voice is, Jesse?”

My heart stopped in place. I was always my own worst critic when it came to my voice and overall work with music. I’ve had others tell me before they thought my voice was pleasant or sounded nice. Which was always very kind to hear, although I was always hesitant to believe it for myself.

However, those words coming from her sounded so sweet in a way that I’ve never heard before. The softness in her voice radiated through my skin and pierced through every portion of my heart. I couldn’t help the wide grin from spreading across my cheeks.

The song had ended and I soaked in the few moments of the quiet calm that saturated the air around us. I turned my head to take her in once again, her beauty always taking the breath right out of me. “You know, I’ve had many people tell me the same thing before. But it never quite hit like that one just did.”

“Hopefully in a good way, I hope?”

“In the best way.” I responded back, without an ounce of falseness behind my words.

“So, where ya taking me?” Y/N asked with a slight poke to my shoulder.

“Well, I know it’s getting late but I guess I’m being selfish and wanted to keep you to myself for a little longer tonight… if that's okay with you? I turned to ask.

“Any time that I get with you is always a bonus.”

“Great, cause if you gave me any other answer then I guess I was just gonna have to kidnap you.” I joked with a grin.

I pulled into the driveway of my house parking in my usual spot behind Michael’s car. I already planned to bring Y/N back to my house tonight, remembering my promise to her from the last time we hung out about our next Ghost Adventures marathon being at my place.

I put the car in park and my nerves suddenly started to fester, starting in my toes and working their way up to my fingertips. God I hope that the roommates are anywhere other than in the living room, I thought to myself.

I was able to slip out of the house earlier without any of them seeing me, so I knew if they saw me walk in with Y/N at this time of night, it was sure to peak an annoying interest followed by question after question.

I hopped out from the driver's seat and walked around to open the door to help Y/N out of the car. I lead her through the dewy grass and up to the steps of the front door. “Be careful of that last step, for some reason they made the gap bigger than the other steps.” I warned while going to insert my key into the lock.

“Awh FUCK!” I heard echo off the street behind me. I quickly turned around to see Y/N stumbling onto the pavement below her. She outstretched her arms in an attempt to catch herself but it was a feeble attempt.

She landed hard against the concrete steps and started grasping at her knee, “I’m such a klutz oh my god. I’m so sorry Jesse!”

I quickly came to her side, “Are you apologizing for falling?”

“Uh yeah, I guess I am.” Her eyes were watery and with the shakiness of her voice I could tell she was trying to fight back the tears.

“Y/N, you don’t ever have to apologize for something like this. If anything, I’m sorry that my stairs are a dick.” I bent down to help her to her feet, “Are you okay? Nothing is broken?”

She winced once she tried to put pressure on her left leg, “I don’t think so, but I think I scraped my knee up pretty badly.”

I glanced down and noticed the small blood stain that was starting to form from under her jeans right above her knee cap, “Here let’s get you inside and get you cleaned up.” I wrapped my arm around her shoulders in an attempt to help motion her towards the front door, but I could tell from the look on her face that she was in more pain than she wanted me to know.

I knew she would fight me on this so without second guessing it I swooped her up into my arms and began to carry her towards the front door.

“Jesse! I can walk! Please, put me down. I know I’m heavy and I don’t want you to hurt yourself and blow a knee cap out too!” She exclaimed while wildly waving her arms around.

“First off, you are the last thing from heavy. Secondly, not a chance in hell. You’re on my watch and I can’t let you walk into my house for the first time with a blown out knee cap, what kind of monster would my roommates think I was?” I jokingly bantered back at her.

She quickly gave up the fight and eased into me. Wrapping her arms around my neck as I carried her in through the front door. As we made our way into the living room we were met with six sets of eyes immediately landing on us.

Michael, Noah, and Jolly were all sitting on the couch and I could feel their stares so intently that they were burning into my skin leaving indentations. I chuckled nervously as I continued to make my way towards the staircase with Y/N still in my arms, “Uhhh, hey guys.”

I tried to avoid eye contact at all costs, keeping my main focus on getting Y/N upstairs into the bathroom as soon as possible so I could help bandage her up. But once my foot landed against the carpet of the first step Noah immediately came up to my side, “Yo, everything alright?” He asked while itching the bottom of his chin.

“Yeah, Y/N took a nasty fall on the steps outside so I’m gonna get her upstairs and help get her all cleaned up.” Without wasting any more time I hurried up the rest of the stairs and quickly scrambled into the bathroom.

I walked in and set Y/N onto the countertop shutting the door behind us. “Jesse, seriously, you don’t have to do this. I don’t want to cause you any more trouble than I already have.”

I bent down to open up the cabinet doors underneath her and pulled out the bottle of hydrogen peroxide, a handful of cotton balls, and a box of bandaids. “Y/N, the last thing that you ever cause me is trouble.” After setting everything down on the counter beside her I grabbed one of the cotton balls holding it over the sink as I poured a few drops of the peroxide onto it.

With the wet cotton ball in one hand I made my way over to stand in front of her, stopping before I inched any closer in between her legs, “alright now let's assess the damage.”

She began tugging up on her left pant leg, slightly wincing as the denim material brushed past the gash on her knee. A light trail of blood was slowly inching down her leg and I bent down to make face level with the fresh cuts and scrapes.

I gently held her leg in one hand while applying the cotton ball to the gash on her knee with the other, “you know, you’re kind of a bad ass.” I said while continuing to clean the area around her cut.

“I’m glad you think so even though I was totally seconds away from crying.” She admitted with a sheepish smile.

With her knee now blood free I reached up for the box of bandaids and pulled one out of the box, removing the backing. “If it were me, I totally would have cried. Like a little baby, screams and all.” I joked.

I applied the bandaid to her knee and made sure to flatten it out so that it was safely secured. “Thank you doctor Jesse for coming to my rescue.” She replied while tucking the hair that had been falling into her face behind her ear.

“Anytime, Y/N.” I responded right before leaning down to lay a gentle kiss over the bandaid. “All better now.” I then pushed off of my knees to stand up so I could stand face to face with her.

I was now tucked into the small confines in between her legs. Our cores pushed up against one another and I sucked in a breath when I noticed how close our lips were. I could almost taste her breath on my mouth.

I went to grab on to the closest thing to hold myself up, not realizing that my hands were now gripping Y/N’s thighs. She let out a slight gasp and I suddenly felt her warm hands pressed up against my sides. Our lips just barely scraping against each other.

“Jesse”, she breathed against my lips. Her warm breath fanned against my mouth and her hands slid up my core to grip at the front of my shirt. She pulled me in closer to her, “can I thank you for bandaging me up?” Her voice barely above a whisper.

“I’d like that very much.” Her lips crashed against mine and I tightly shut my eyes to take in the taste of her. I pulled my hands up from her legs to now hold her face in between my hands, brushing my thumb along the smooth skin of her cheek.

My mind was going a million miles a minute. Her lips were softer than anything I’ve ever known, like biting into cotton candy. The sweetness overtaking every one of my senses and I knew that after tonight, I would find myself forever craving the taste.

I gently pulled away to rest my forehead up against hers, my eyes still closed and my hands still holding her face, “remember what I said back at the diner about that leftover milkshake on your mouth being the best thing I ever tasted?”

She responded with a nod, “hmm I think so.”

“Well I take it back. That right there, that was the best thing I’ve ever tasted.” I leaned back in to lay another gentle kiss against her lips. Our eyes both closed again as we took in the scent of one another, the warmness radiating off of our bodies intertwining as one.

NOAH

My feet bounded off of the carpeted staircases and I ran my hands along the wooden railing. Jolly, Michael, and I had spent the last hour rewatching one of our favorite horror films Hereditary. Usually Jesse takes place in our movie nights but lately it seems like he’s barely home these days.

I inched closer through the hallway and stopped at the bathroom door to my right. I placed my hand upon the golden door handle and went to push it open but it was locked. With a sigh I gave the door a few soft knocks with the top of my knuckle, “Yo Jesse, you in there? I gotta take a piss could you hurry it up?”

It was silent for a moment and then the door slowly opened, Y/N halting before me. “I’m so sorry. I had some blood stained on my jeans from earlier so Jesse lent me a pair of sweats to change into. I hope you weren’t waiting out here for long.” She said with a frown across her face.

“Oh, uh I’m sorry I didn’t realize you were the one inside. That’s my bad, sorry if I came off like a dick.” I ran a hand through my hair and Y/N made her way past me and back out into the hallway.

“No worries! I get it”, she said with a nervous chuckle. I gave her one more once over and a friendly smile before stepping into the bathroom. I definitely did not miss the half smeared lipstick on her bottom lip or the fact that she was wearing Jesse’s favorite pair of blue sweatpants. That guy never even let me borrow those when we were on tour.

As I went to close the door behind me my nosey eyes lingered on Y/N as she made her way back over into Jesse’s room, closing the door behind her. I was happy that Jesse found someone that he really seemed to kick it off with. Especially given the circumstances with his previous relationship.

When Jesse first moved in with us after leaving Nashville he was in pretty bad shape from his last break up. He would lock himself up in his room a lot or go off and wander down to the coffee shops in town to clear his head. When we finally got the studio set up in the house, he started coming around more.

When Covid hit and everyone was stuck in the house that's when me and Jesse got really close. We would spend hours locked up in the studio together, sometimes even until 4am just getting lost in whatever it was we were working on at the time. We would sometimes find ourselves talking about life and Jesse and I both opened up and confided in each other a lot during that time.

Jesse was like my brother and I know that he is fully capable of making the right choices for himself. But that still didn’t keep me from being a bit nervous now that this new girl was involved. I just hoped that Jesse was being smart and taking things slow and that Y/N wasn’t like the other typical girls here in LA.

I flushed the toilet and made my way over to the sink to wash my hands. I noticed the left over band aid rappers that were littered on the counter and rolled my eyes in agitation. I dried my hands off on the towel that hung on the wall beside the sink and scooped up the left behind scraps and tossed them into the trash.

Before making my way out into the hallway I pulled out my phone to send Jesse a text…

NOAH: Any idea why there was leftover band aid trash all over the counter?

JESSE: No idea what you’re talking about, must have been Jolly or Michael.

With another deep sigh escaping from under my breath I clicked off the phone screen and slid it into my back pocket. Making my way down the hallway past Jesse’s bedroom door and back downstairs. Please don’t hurt my friend, Y/N. I thought to myself before sliding back down on the couch cushion before me.

READER

I sat on the edge of Jesse’s bed with my legs pulled into my chest and my arms wrapped around them. Jesse was currently sitting in his black office chair with his red Ibanez guitar placed into his lap.

His fingers twisted the silver knobs that lined the wooden headstock while his other hand strummed along the strings trying to find the right tune. My eyes lingered intently on Jesse, finding comfort in his concentration.

The way his hands graced up and down the guitar so effortlessly, like they were made to be there. I could sit here and watch him for hours, we wouldn’t even have to say a word. I would be perfectly peaceful in our own little bubble, right here, with Jesse being the only thing in my focus as the notes he played echoed through my ears.

He strummed a few more notes and nodded his head in approval, “Alright I think I got it right where it needs to be.” He cleared his throat and glanced back over at me, “So this is one of my band's songs, it happens to be my favorite. I figured I would give you a little taste just so you can see what you’re in for before treading to our show.” A smile now spread across his face and his teeth glistened in the warm glimmer of the small desk lamp beside him.

“Alright, this one is called Vanish Canvas. JT isn’t here so I’ll be filling in his parts for him, I don't have the lungs for all the screamy shit but -”

“Jesse, I’m sure it’s going to sound beautiful.” I reassured him with a wink and gestured for him to continue.

He let out a nervous breath and began strumming a melodic tune on the guitar.

“Your star burns and dies out a thousand times over, but still remains a source of light to guide you home.”

I sucked in a breath at the way his voice slammed into me. I have never heard anything so blissful before in my entire life. I continued to keep focus on his hands as they strummed against the strings. I’ve never seen Jesse more beautiful than at this moment.

“In flight or in freefall, glide along the evergreen. Motes of dust resembling constellations.”

His eyes shut and I mirrored him as we both swayed along in harmony. I have never heard anyone sing so perfectly before. The absolute adoration that I had for the man before me completely consumed me.

I held my hand over my chest, right over my heart. Continuing to sway along as Jesse sang the rest of the song. My eyes found his lips and flashbacks from the way they tasted earlier against mine started to race through my mind.

Sweet and citrusy reminiscing of the taste from the milkshake we shared hours before. I was never a huge fan of orange flavors however, after tonight I’ll forever find myself craving for it.

“Let this moment break your heart. Something greater to impart. Anxieties that you try to pacify will keep you going under.”

Not only was I taken back by the sight of Jesse before me and his voice, but the lyrics that he was singing were so powerful, like nothing I’ve ever heard before. I sat there and began to wonder what inspired them and if these were words Jesse had written himself.

He continued to sing and strum along and would occasionally glance up at me with those golden chocolate eyes. We would hold contact for a few moments before he would glance back down at the guitar or shut his eyes. He strummed a few more notes and then swung the guitar over to his side to place it back on the stand next to his desk.

Pushing his hands off of his knees he stood up and made his way over to the bed to sit next to me, “Soooo, did I completely butcher that and make you decide to stay home instead?” He stifled behind a nervous laugh.

“The complete opposite actually.” I responded while biting the bottom of my lip. I rested my hand on the mattress beside me to lean back a bit. “You have the most beautiful singing voice I’ve ever heard, Jesse. I’m not saying that either just because you’re sitting here next to me. The way you looked just now over there, holding your guitar and just completely in your element… I absolutely can’t wait to see you out on stage.

Just the thought of him on stage while I get to watch him doing what he loves sent a giddy pulse through my veins. My fingertips tapped against the emerald green blanket below us in excitement and when I looked over at Jesse I couldn’t help the way my pussy also clenched in excitement.

Something glistened in his eyes and it made me suck in a breath. His hand reached up and cupped my cheek, his calloused fingers rubbing along my cheekbone, “You know, you made it really hard to focus over there. It took everything in me to keep from sprinting over here to taste you again.”

He inched in closer to me, our lips now barely apart and I could feel his warm breath slam against my face. “Well isn’t that a coincidence? Because I also sat here thinking about the taste of your lips back on mine.” I said barely above a whisper.

Jesse slid his hand down my face and slowly traced his fingertips along my neck leaving a trail of goosebumps behind. His hand made its way back behind my hair to cup the back of my neck and he gripped me tightly like he was afraid that I’d slip away. “You know, this is going to become a problem. As if it wasn’t bad enough that you’re all I think about... now I’m going to have to add the taste of your lips to that list.”

I hummed against his lips desperate to finally taste them again. I stuck my tongue out to lick my lips and it brushed along the bottom of Jesse’s and I could feel him shiver in my touch. The quick taste of him sent a burning sensation down the back of my throat and my heartbeat was racing so fast that the sound began to ring in my ears.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Y/N.” Jesse whispered against my mouth before he finally pulled me in closer to him, hands still gripping tightly against the back of my neck and our lips crashed against each other, this time more desperate than the first kiss. Both of our breathing began to pick up pace and I let my hand slip up into the confines of Jesse’s messy curls.

I lightly tugged on them as a way to bring Jesse in closer to me. I needed more of him, I needed him so desperately in a way that I’ve never had him before. I wanted him to have every single part of me, I’d gladly give it all away for Jesse to have and to hold within his grasp forever.

His tongue crashed against my lips and I let my mouth open to let it completely fill my mouth. My pussy was on fire and I knew that my panties were soaked from the coldness that was pressed against my folds.

Mine and Jesse’s tongues rubbed against each other and I moaned into his mouth fully taking in the taste of him. Our breathing was hot and heavy and Jesse laid me down onto the mattress, I opened my legs to let him crawl on top of me and once his thighs were situated at my sides I slid my hands up his shirt to scrape my fingers along the warm skin of his chest.

He moaned into my touches and bit his bottom lip while he stared down at me in hunger. “Fuck, I can’t get over how beautiful you look. Seeing you in my sweats really fucking did it for me and now I just wanna see how you look outside of them.”

I hooked my hand around his neck and pulled his face down to mine and pressed my lips up against his mouth, “I want you to take them off of me, Jesse. Undress me and devour me for the rest of the night.”

“Fuuuuck.” He whispered against my mouth. “God I want you so fucking bad.” He laid another chaste kiss against my lips and then motioned his hand down along my stomach, inching his fingers underneath the waistband of the blue sweatpants that covered my bottom half.

I leaned up closer to him to give him some room to tug them off of me. The cold air from the room brushed along my skin leaving goosebumps behind the trail of Jesse’s fingertips. Once my legs were completely free of the dark blue cotton, he let the sweatpants fall onto the bedroom floor below us.

I now laid underneath Jesse in nothing but my white lace thong and my pink t-shirt. He hovered over me with his arms outstretched down at my sides while his curls laid messily in front of his face, his eyes barely peeking out from underneath the strands.

His eyes looked me up and down and I could see the hunger festering behind his chocolate pupils. He licked his lips as his eyes slowly traced over every inch and curve of my body. “I just can’t get over how fucking beautiful you are, Y/N.” He whispered down to me.

He leaned back down to press another kiss to my lips but when he went to pull away I let my teeth cling to his bottom lip, tugging it lightly between my teeth as he slowly pulled back. I let my hands drag up under his shirt to grab at the bottom material and began to tug it upwards over his head. Tossing his shirt onto the floor to meet the sweatpants that clung to my body moments before.

His bare tattooed chest was now on full display before me and I moaned in pleasure at the sight of him. My eyes traced over the eagle and the Native American tattoos on his chest and then down to the tiger and roses tattoo on his stomach. I wanted to brush my tongue along every single inch of him, dying to know what every area of him tasted like.

The only thing separating the skin of our bodies was just the few lingering pieces of clothing that now felt more like a nuisance. Jesse pressed his core into me and I could feel his hard cock pushing against the nook between my thigh and my pussy. I was so desperate for him, crumbling entirely underneath his hold.

He began to leave kisses down my neck, then to my collarbone, and slowly down my stomach. His head now found its way between my thighs and I bent my legs up to shield him into me. His tongue now trailed around the lace that tucked up against my folds and his tongue came so close to slipping under the material my legs wobbled at the sensation.

“I have one last thing that I’d like to taste tonight, if that's okay?” Jesse breathed into the side of my thigh and I gripped at the blanket beneath me. “It’s more than okay.” I whispered back while lifting my hips from the bed to help him pull my panties down my legs.

He tucked his fingers into the band of my thong and I sucked in a breath knowing that I would soon be on full display for him. I began to wonder if he would like what he’d see, if my body was good enough or if it looked weird in the shadows of the light. I tried to push the thoughts to the back of my mind because the sight in front of me was way more important.

I wasn’t about to let my brain ruin this moment for me. It’s been so long since I was last intimate with someone. The last person I had sex with was my ex boyfriend Jake a few weeks before we had broken up. I told myself that if I ever had sex with another man after him that they would have to be special.

But special was an understatement when it came to Jesse. He was fucking perfect and right here in this moment, he was mine.

He left a kiss on top of my pussy before he went to slowly pull my panties down. As the material was just about to reach the top of my folds a loud ring followed by vibrating echoes buzzed off of the wooden nightstand next to the bed beside us.

My pussy was just inches away from being on full display and at this time, the nerves that sunk in and hit me like a train were no longer from the possible disappointment Jesse may have when I was fully uncovered before him, but were now stimming from his ringing phone.

He let out a deep sigh of agitation, “I guess I’m going to have to start putting my phone on DND when we’re together.” He lightly chuckled into my inner thigh before pushing himself off the bed to reach for his phone. “Who the fuck would even be calling me right now?” He leaned over beside me grabbing his phone and adjusting his eyes to the bright light from the screen. “Fucking JT. I’m so sorry I know this is a really fucking bad time but I have to take this, it may be important.”

“Oh- uh- yeah, I understand, no worries.” I swallowed thickly while propping up onto my elbows. The cold air still hitting against my legs from when Jesse was propped between them just moments ago. Goosebumps lined my skin and the intensity of sitting here on this bed almost completely naked started to consume me.

Jesse was now sitting on the opposite edge of the bed with his back turned towards me, “This better be fucking important.” Jesse spoke into the phone. I silently rolled over to sweep my legs off of the mattress, the cold wood from the floor brushed against the bottom of my soles as I made a quiet attempt to stand up from the bed.

“I’ll let Noah know that you sent over everything, I’m sure he’ll be stoked to know that you’re on board.” I bent down to pick up my pants from earlier off of the floor, Jesse was too involved in his conversation to even notice that I was no longer laying behind him. Before going to pull my pants back up over my legs I turned to steal one last glance at the back of Jesse, replaying all of what just happened between us minutes ago. The image of my fingers still coiling through his brown curls flashing before me.

With my jeans fully up my legs I zipped up the metal zipper and fastly buttoned them. “Well, can we discuss this all maybe tomorrow? I’m currently in the middle of something and you could not have called at a more inconvenient time.” I grabbed my phone out of my purse and sent a quick text to Kate. My heart was beating so loud in my chest that I was sure it was about to erupt through my throat at any moment.

With a disappointed sigh I slid my phone into my back pocket and made my way over to Jesse’s bedroom door reaching for the handle before me. “Hey, where are you going? Everything okay?” The sounds of the mattress crumpling underneath Jesse echoed through the room as he clicked his phone off and turned around to face me.

I twisted the handle and looked down at my feet before pulling the door open, “Uh- yeah, I just feel really bad that I was here this late and caused any issues with you and your band. The last thing I want to do is cause any kind of inconvenience.”

Jesse stepped up from the bed and began to make his way over towards me, “What? No, Y/N you’re not an inconvenience.” He ran a distressed hand through his curls, “ I’m so sorry that he called in the middle of what was going on. I feel fucking terrible, normally I would ignore it but with the shows coming up and the work on the new album I didn’t want there to be any sort of emergency or something that came up and they couldn’t get ahold of me.”

“You don’t have to explain Jesse, I promise I understand. I’m not mad at you. This is your job and it’s extremely fucking important and I don’t ever want to get in the way of that.” My phone buzzed in my back pocket and I knew it was Kate responding to the text I sent her. “I don’t want to continue to be in the way or make you feel like you have to choose between me and things that matter Jesse.”

“But you do matter Y/N, you matter so fucking much to me.” Jesse came around the bed and was now only a few inches away from me. I tucked the loose strand of hair behind my ear and finally pulled the bedroom door open to be greeted by the cool wind bursting in from the hallway. He reached out to place hand on my shoulder but I made my way out into the hallway before he could make contact.

“I texted Kate and asked her to come pick me up, so you don’t have to worry about driving me back home.” I made my way closer to the staircase and I could see Jesse fast on my trail from my peripherals. “Y/N, please. Would you stop? Can we just go back into the room before JT called and everything got so messed up?”

My eyes watered and the air from how fast I was walking down the stairs made them burn and I had to quickly blink my eyes to continue fighting back the tears of guilt. I didn’t want to leave, I didn’t want to leave Jesse, I wanted to go back upstairs in that room with him and go back into the bubble we both found ourselves in before his phone rang. But for some reason I couldn’t stop my feet from moving under me.

“I’m sorry Jesse.” That was all I could say. I was sorry, I was SO fucking sorry. I’m sorry that I got in the way and I’m sorry that I can’t fucking stay. The intense amount of guilt that weighed over me like a rain cloud before it finally erupts over a crackle of loud thunder. I couldn’t breathe and all I wanted to do was to just get out of here. I needed fresh air, I needed a minute to think, I just needed everything to stop.

I finally reached the last step and I turned to see Jesse standing halfway down the staircase gripping the wooden railing, his chest heavily rising and falling as his disheveled curls fell into his face, “Y/N please, don’t go.”

I stood in front of the front door and pulled it open, seeing Kate’s blue mini cooper parked outside with her passenger side window down. Before finally stepping out of the house I turned back around to face Jesse with tears rolling down my cheeks, “I’m so sorry, Jesse.” Before he could respond I bolted out of the house and closed the door behind me, running over to Kate’s car and slipping into the passenger seat to bury my head into my lap while we drove down the street and Jesse’s house slowly faded away in the rear view mirror behind us.

JESSE

It had been three days. Three days since the night I last saw Y/N. After she walked out the front door that night I sent her a text message asking her what happened…

Me: What happened back there? Did I hurt you? Did I do something wrong?

Read.

Me: Please Y/N, just let me know you made it home safe.

Y/N: I made it home safe.

Y/N: I’m so sorry, Jesse.

Me: Can we please talk? Can I call you??

Read.

I didn’t want to push her any further so I left it at that. It was killing me inside, eating away at me that I didn’t know what was going on inside of her head or how she was feeling. I don’t know how everything went so wrong so fast. If I would have known the night would have ended like that I never would have picked up that phone. Fuck, why did I pick up the fucking phone?!?!

ERRA was still set to play our set this weekend, the same show I invited Y/N out to come and watch. I’d be lying if I said that I wasn’t consumed with the thoughts of whether or not she would still show. I debated on going to the cafe to see if she was there, so I could pull her aside and talk to her, ask her what happened.

But I also didn’t want to come off as overbearing. I know she probably needed time and I also needed time to try to digest the situation. When she stepped out the door that night she took a piece of me with her and I was still trying to pick myself up from off the floor. I was hurt and I’m still hurt, I just wish she would have talked with me. Communicated how she was feeling so that we weren’t in this weird situation we are now in.

Noah overheard everything, his bedroom is right beside mine and after Y/N left that night he came out and asked me what happened. I wasn’t in the mood to talk and instead just walked past him and shut myself away in my room for the night. I hadn’t really come out the last few days unless it was to use the bathroom, get something to eat or drink, and then for the shower I took last night.

Admittedly I spent too much time sitting at my desk strumming away on my guitar in self pity and flipping my phone over to see if I had any missed texts or calls from Y/N, but instead was just left with the swallowing of disappointment.

With a heavy sigh I stepped up out of my office chair and set my wooden brown guitar back on its stand next to my red Ibanez. Before I could make my way back over to my bed to continue wallowing away in self reflection and the events from the other night that were stained into my sheets, there was a gentle knock at my door.

“Yo, Jesse, you decent?”

Noah.

I knew he was going to ask me about what happened between me and Y/N and I knew I wouldn’t be able to keep pushing it off. “You can come in.” I shifted my feet before finally settling in and plopping down onto the corner end of my bed.

The door opened and Noah’s head popped in through the crack, “you got a minute?” I nodded and gestured for him to fully come into the room and he made his way over to my desk to sit down into the black office chair. He ran his mandala tattooed hand through his hair and spun around to fully face me, planting both elbows down onto his knees and cupping his hands together to set his chin down upon them.

“You don’t have to tell me what happened, I think I got the gist of it. But I can’t just let you continue to sit in here. I know the feeling, I’ve done it way too many times before.” He paused, giving me a full once over, “At least you showered though, that's a plus.”

I smirked at his remark and rolled my eyes, “Oh fuck you man.”

Noah let out a chuckle and began to bite at the dead skin on the side of his lip, “Jesse, can I ask you a serious question, without you getting mad?”

I shifted a bit and then twiddled my thumbs together, already knowing what question he potentially was going to ask me, “Yeah, sure.”

“Did you sleep with her?”

He was now staring directly at me and the intensity of his glare weighed down like a ton of bricks. I let out a deep sigh that blew around the curl that was half falling into my line of sight, “No, we didn’t sleep together. Although, it was going in that direction.”

He still remained silent, just looking over while still studying me. “Things were getting pretty hot and heavy, we started making out and one thing led to another and before I knew it I was in between her legs…”

“Oh shit, so you went for a late night dessert trip?” Noah joked with a smile spread across his face.

“I fucking wish, I was right there man, I was so close. Right as I went to attend to business fucking JT called me.”

“Awh fuuuck, not the JT cock block.”

“Dude! You’re telling me! We’ve got these shows coming up this weekend and with all the work we’ve been doing with the new album I figured it was important and I just had this guilt that I needed to answer just in case something was fucked up, or I don’t know…”

“But I never should have answered that phone man, shit probably would have ended a lot differently.”

“Jesse, you can’t possibly know that. I probably would have done the same thing, we are just the type of people who are always work first. So consumed in the craft of it all and that’s just how our brains are hardwired man.”

Noah rolled the chair closer to the edge of the bed towards me and laid a hand on my shoulder, “You can’t let that shit eat you up man. I know you have hard feelings for this girl, but you’re my fucking brother and I hate seeing you beat yourself up like this.”

“I invited her to the show this weekend, Noah. All I’ve been thinking about is if she is even going to show now. I’m so afraid that if I get up on that stage I’m just going to be so concentrated on trying to see her out in the crowd or too worked up to give the performance that I wanna give.”

“Jesse, you are a fucking rockstar every time you get out there on that stage man. The shit you do, I could never even think of attempting. The power slides?! The spins off the risers?! I’d throw the fuck up.”

I cracked my knuckles and let out a small laugh, “You’ve got all that heavy screamy screamy this is Dethrone you fucks shit, though. Your crowd all seems to really love that.”

“Please come out on stage and do a, this is Dethrone you fucks! at the next Bad Omens show.”

“I’ll leave the Omens impersonations to Bryan and the rest of the other professionals.” I said while leaving a pat on Noah’s knee.

“That’s fair... Well, have you spoken with Y/N at all since the other night when all the shit went down?”

I placed my hand on the back of my neck, “I sent her a text shortly after she left asking her what happened. She read it but didn’t respond so I texted her again just asking her to please let me know she made it home safe.”

“Did she respond to that one?”

“Yeah, she did, and it was followed with an I’m sorry. I asked her if we could talk or if I could call her but I got left on read, again.” I let out a disappointed sigh and looked down at my feet.

“Hey man, like you said, maybe she just needs some time. She may just be busy with work or something. I know it’s easier said than done but try not to let it bother you too much. It’s obvious the girl holds some hard feelings for you as well, Jess. I’m sure she’ll come around.”

Noah stood up out of the chair and pushed it back in under my desk, “Now get your ass up. Michael and Jolly wanna go check out this new ramen place in town and I think Davis is gonna meet us out there.”

“New ramen place?” I asked while standing up off the bed and walking over to slip on my white adidas.

“Yeah, they just opened last week I think… It’s right across the street from the cafe.” Noah turned around to wink at me before making his way back out into the hallway.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and opened up the text messages between me and Y/N, the last one still being the one I had sent her asking if I could call. I bounced my fingers over the screen and bit at the side of my lip pondering if I should send her another text, maybe ask if she was still planning on coming this weekend.

But the feeling of disappointment from the potential of being left on read again, or even worse, her responding and telling me she wasn’t planning on coming anymore won the fight, and I instead exited out of our text conversation and clicked my phone screen off to slide it back into my pocket before meeting the rest of the guys downstairs.

As we made our way out of the front door my phone buzzed in my pocket and I eagerly grabbed it out, almost dropping it onto the sidewalk below me. But sighed out of frustration when it was just an email notification. How long was she going to avoid me? Why won’t she let me fix this?

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