I'm Going To Think About This Forever Now 🫣

standing behind danny, holding his tied hands behind his back while you jerk him off, edging him so hard he can barely hold himself up. the only thing keeping him standing is your grip on the ties around his wrists.

His cheek pressed up against the wall, his breathing heavy, laced with your name, his moans are strained. He needs it so bad.

"That's a good boy. Taking me so well." You smile against his neck, his eyes are shut tight. "Look. I want you to watch what I'm doing to you. Want you to see the power I have over you." You command. Danny opens his eyes, his mouth hangs open, moaning as the sounds of your hand pumping his cock makes his knees weak. "Fuck." Danny whispers. "Yeah, baby. You're all mine." You smile, your hand focusing on the sensitive place on his tip, his forehead pressed against the wall as he watches the way your languid motions torture him.

Holding back desperately to keep from cumming. His teeth grit, a moan stiffled behind his lips. "You want it so bad, don't you, baby?" You ask. "Fuck, yes, please." Danny's voice shakes. "You want to cum in my mouth? Would you like that?" You ask as your hand grips him just a tad tighter, pumping so slowly the length of his achingly hard cock. "Yes, oh god, yes, please." He whispers. "Then ask politely." You grin evily, biting his arm softly, enjoying this prone position he's in. "May I p-please, cum down your throat, mistress." He asks, making sure to measure his tone, you can tell he's trying to keep the words from rushing out as he watches your hand stroke him, agonizingly.

"Oh sweet boy, I'd love to taste you. Good job on using your words. You're such a good boy for me." You reward him with a kiss to the spot you just sank your teeth into.

Moving between him and the wall, his arms holding him up in their silk binds as you move to your knees. Taking your sweet time to get comfortable, all while your hand continues its tirade. You bring your mouth close, your tongue presented for him. Taking just the smallest lap of the tip of his cock, a shudder running through Danny at the feeling of your cool tongue.

You smile, "Only when I tap your thigh, are you allowed to cum. Understand?" You ask, looking up at Danny. He nods aggressively, "Y-Yes, mistress. Thank you." His voice quiet and shaking. "Good boy." You whisper, bringing your open mouth to Danny's cock, so achingly hard, tapping it gently on your tongue. Danny let's out a stiffled moan. You close your mouth around the tip, humming in pleasure at the feeling of his soft skin against your tongue, the taste of precum on your tastebuds makes you practically buzz.

Danny's hands are clasped together, white knuckles as he watches you. "Mmm." He moans, holding tightly to his abilities. You take him deeper, slowly. You begin to bob your head a moment. Taking him deeper in your mouth. Pulling out and running your tongue down the length of the underside of his cock before taking it all again.

Enjoying the feeling of his cock inside your mouth, holding all of the power in every move you make. Danny's breathing is erratic, his moans are strained and you are soaked just playing with him. You move faster, he's on the brink of sanity. You moan against him as you continue taking his cock deep down your throat. You want to taste him. He's been so good, he deserves it all.

You tap your hand against his thigh, your motion swift and purposeful. Danny's breathing is so loud, he tries desperately not to move his hips and fuck your mouth, it's not his place. He whimpers as you move faster, gagging as his tip hits the soft warmth of the back of your throat, drool running down your chin, eyes looking up into his. "Oh god, fuck, fuck, fuck! Fuck, mistress, I'm gonna, oh my god I'm gonna cum-" He moans, his voice low and raspy as he loses himself, his hips moving closer to your face, his cock deep in your throat, you love every second of it. His hips still and he cums, his voice crying out desperate groans as he cums down your throat. You don't stop taking him again and again, your head bobbing over his length, his knees nearly buckling as you take every drop of what you've earned. What you own.

Finally, you slowly slow down, his hips stuttering, the sensitive head babied by your tongue, his moans sound broken, his heaving chest working to catch his breath, his eyes exhausted, the sight delights you as he watches you teasing his aching body. "Come here, angel." You whisper. Danny practically falls to his knees. His head laying against your neck as you hold him close to you. His bound hands in your lap, his breathing in your ear, little moans seep in as his body twitches from the massive surge of pleasure still coursing through him. You untie his hands. His arms are heavy, but they hug you back. "I love you." Danny sighs tiredly in your ear. "I love you more."

Honey

Josh Kiszka X fem Reader

18+ only, minors DNI

Warnings: Ball gag, handcuffs, oral (m/rec), overstimulation if you squint, I think thats it, this is mostly fluff.

He was so beautiful like this. All the time really, but especially like this. Only you got to see him like this, and you loved it.

You had known when he came home and instantly was on you. Needy, some days your baby was needy, clingy, and touch starved.

When he got like this, 9 times out of 10 he wanted to be used, and then treasured. You were always more than happy to give that to him.

So here you were, his hard cock in your mouth as you bobbed your head. His hands were in cuffs in front of him, per his request so he could still touch you. His fingers desperately tangled in your hair as they followed your movements. He knew he was under no circumstances to apply any pressure, he was lucky he could touch you at all.

You could hear the muffled whines and grunts coming from his mouth. You pulled off of him with a pop and looked up to him. You couldn't hide your smug grin as you played your fingers over his abdomen.

"Even with that ball gag in I can still hear all your pretty little noises baby" You said as you leaned forward, swiping the drool leaking down his chin and placing your hand back on his cock, slicking it further. You peppered kisses over his jaw, smiling against his skin as he craned his neck.

"Mhmm" He hummed, mumbling something after. You weren't certain on the exact words, but you made out 'please' and 'cum'.

"I know Josh, I'm gonna make you cum baby" You moved back down, settling between his legs, "Suck it slow and deep just how you like, let you cum down my throat, hows that?"

You didn't give him a chance to answer before descending back down onto him, taking him down your throat.

His response was a moan followed by praises mumbled around the rubber in his mouth as he bucked his hips into you. You let this slide, knowing how bad he wanted it.

You bobbed your head, his tip nudging the back of your throat. You hollowed your cheeks, flattening your tongue and taking him as deeply as you could. His grip on your hair tightened, his eyes rolling back as his cock twitched against your tongue. You swallowed his release down, relishing the taste and the warmth.

You removed your mouth, licking softly at his head as a few more drops appeared. He squirmed under you, huffing a laugh and grabbing your face gently to prompt you to stop.

"Alright, alright" You giggled as you crawled up his body and felt him relax. You unclasped the ball gag, carefully removing it from his mouth. You kissed his jaw, massaging it gently as he closed his mouth. His half-lidded eyes looked at you as you pulled away.

He was clearly worn out. You had been edging him for a while before letting him finally cum. That lazy smile graced his lips as he watched you move to undo the handcuffs.

"How are you?" You asked, tossing the handcuffs to the ground and rubbing his wrists.

"Good" he said softly, taking his hands from your grip and pulling you down to him. "Thank you love"

He shifted with you on the mattress, you on your back and him snuggling into your side, his head on your chest. He draped his arm over your middle and his leg over yours, placing innocent loving kisses onto the round of your breast.

As much as you loved reducing Joshua to a mess, this was your favorite part most days. Getting to spoil him after. He didn't let it happen often, he was usually spoiling you. You savored these moments where you got to just shower him with attention and love.

His chest vibrated against you as he let out a content hum. You smiled to yourself as you wrapped your arms around him, holding him close. Your fingers danced up and down his arm as the other gently scratched at his scalp. He loved when you played with his hair, he told you every time you did it almost.

You knew if he wanted to, he could fall asleep right now, but you weren't ready for the night to end. You wanted to treasure him some more.

"Have you gotten to shower since you got home?" You spoke barely above a whisper,

"Why? Do I smell?" He turned his head and smelled his armpit,

"No" You laughed as you looked down to him, holding him a little tighter, "I just thought you might want to take a bath together?"

"That sounds nice actually," He sat up slowly, propping himself on his elbows, "Can we use one of those bath explosion things"

"A bath bomb?" You giggled, he nodded with a grin "Yes we can, I'll go get it running."

You climbed off the bed, heading into the bathroom leaving Josh sprawled out on the bed. You didn't need to turn around to know he was watching your naked form walk across the room.

You turned on the water, getting it the right temperature and plugging the drain to let it begin to fill. You opened the little basket where you kept your assortment of bath bombs. You pulled out 2,

"Vanilla or eucalyptus?" You asked as you padded back into the bedroom, walking over to the bed. Josh sat up on the edge and you held out each option for him to smell.

"This one, eucalyptus" he said after some consideration. You turned to head back to the bathroom but he stopped you, hand on your wrist as he pulled you back to standing between his legs. One hand landed on your hip and the other grabbed your chin gently, tilting your face down slightly to capture his lips in a kiss.

"What was that for?" you asked as you pulled away

"For always taking care of me" He said, thumb rubbing slow circles over your hip bone.

"It's not a big deal, I like spoiling you" you replied, taking his hand and leading him to the bathroom

"It's a big deal to me, y/n." He turned you towards him, making you realize how serious he was, "I know that no matter what kind of day I have, I have you to come home to, and that makes every day a little easier."

You felt your heart melt

"I know you will always know what I need, even when I don't, and I love you for it" he finished, kissing your forehead.

"Would you stop it before you make me cry" You shoved his chest playfully, causing him to crinkle his nose when he laughed,

"Alright, I'll stop for now, I just hope you know how appreciated you are" He said, finally stepping into the tub, motioning with his eyes that he wanted you behind him.

"I know babe, you always find ways to remind me" You sunk into the water behind him, placing a leg on either side of his body and kissing his shoulder. "And I love you too"

He ran his hands up and down your legs as he got comfortable, the warm water causing his cheeks to blush ever so slightly.

"Will you wash my hair? It always feels so nice when you do it," he leaned back against you, turning his head to look at you as he spoke,

"Of course I will," little did he know that was on your favorite things too. He kissed your neck before slowly sitting up, careful not to splash the water from the tub. He handed you his shampoo and conditioner bottles.

You loved the scent of his hair products, they were some organic expensive brand. You went through the motions of washing his hair, taking your time to massage his scalp, a moan slipping past his lips,

"I think you might like this more than what just happened in the bedroom" You teased, causing him to turn and give you a shy smile, "Tilt your head back"

He handed you the showerhead and tilted his head. You carefully washed out the shampoo, being careful not to get any in his eyes. You went through the same steps with the conditioner. Once you had finished Josh once again leaned back against you, taking your arms and loosely wrapping them around his middle as he relaxed into you. The two of you sat in comfortable silence until the water had started to get cold,

"What do you want to do after this?" you paused as you thought, "Movie? Book? Right to sleep?"

"I'm not too tired yet surprisingly, movie sounds good" he replied, "Will you make me one of those mug cake things I like?"

"The chocolate one or the one with blueberries?" you asked, making sure you knew which one he wanted.

"The blueberry one, with the honey on top" he glanced to you, those puppy dog eyes making an appearance. It wasn't intentional on his part, he was genuinely asking if you'd do this for him.

"Sure, I'll go work on it while you do your post shower hair regimen" You poked fun at him as you raised from the water. You liked to tease that he had more hair products than you.

"Oh don't start" He said with a roll of his eyes as he swatted at your ass. You dodged it as you grabbed your towel, drying off and then handing a towel to Josh.

You left him in the bathroom, slipping on a pair of cotton sleeping shorts and a big t-shirt. You had started to head to the kitchen when he poked his head out of the bathroom, a towel situated low on his hips.

"Whats this?" he asked, you walked over to see what he had.

"Oh, thats a new face mask I got, I haven't tried it yet,"

he opened it and sniffed it,

"Do you want to try it?" You asked, knowing he probably wouldn't just openly ask.

"How do I-" He started dipping his finger in it.

"Here, come on" you giggled as you walked him back into the bathroom. You grabbed the little rubber spatula from the cabinet.

You climbed up onto the sink, sitting and bringing Josh to stand between your legs. You brushed some of the damp curls from his face, dipping the spatula in the mask and starting to gently spread it on his face. His eyes traveled your face, like he was taking it in for the first time. You used to cower under his stare, but had gotten to him admiring you, he did it often.

"You're really getting the full spa experience today aren't you Joshy" you said as you covered the last bit of skin,

A toothy grin spread on his face, revealing that adorable little tooth gap.

"Here," He said, taking the tub and spatula, "Can't leave you out"

He started applying it to your face. You watched as he bit the inside of his cheek, concentrating as he did it. You couldn't stop the smile that took over your face,

"What?" He giggled,

"You, you're just cute" You admitted, he rolled his eyes and shook his head as he went back to his task. After a few minutes he stepped back and admired his work,

"There," He said, "How long do we leave it on?"

"Like 15 minutes," you looked at the directions on the tub, "Just do your hair routine and then you can wash it off with warm water" you hopped off the counter, "I'll go make the mug cakes." he nodded and stepped to the side to let you exit the bathroom.

You were working in the kitchen mixing the ingredients in your and Josh's mugs, taking a minute to rinse your face off in the sink when the mask needed to come off.

You were sprinkling the blueberries in Josh's mug when you saw him come around the corner. You smiled when you realized he was wearing one of your hoodies, boxer briefs on his bottom half.

"Thief" you said playfully as he came up behind you, looking over your shoulder to watch you finish mixing. He smiled, kissing your cheek, his curls tickling your face. You reached your hand up and caressed his cheek, noticing how soft it was.

"Are they almost ready?" he rested his chin on your shoulder,

"Yup, just gotta put them in the microwave" You shifted to do so, and he stepped with you, not wanting to let you go. "Can you get the honey?"

"I've got my honey" He said attacking you with kisses, you bubbled with laughter, head falling back against him,

"That was sooo cheesy Joshua" You shook your head, trying to squirm away from him "Just get the honey" He grinned at your reaction and obliged, walking over to the pantry.

He brought it over, putting some on top of his cake when it got out of the microwave. He grabbed spoons for the both of you and handed you one when you took your cake out of the microwave this time.

"Thank you, baby" He said as he walked over and kissed your temple.

"Mhmm" You hummed as you licked some of the honey from your spoon. You gave him a mischievous grin and he quirked a brow at you, "First one back to the bed gets to choose the movie" You rushed out before taking off to run back to the bedroom. Josh cackled a laugh as he ran after you,

"Thats not fair you got a head start!"

You did indeed make it to the bed first, Josh right behind you. You ended up picking a movie you knew he liked anyways. It didn't really matter what was on the tv anyways. The two of you cuddled into the bed, eating your mug cakes and talking each other's days, not really paying attention to the movie at all.

anyone else just think that brothers??

or just me?

Ww: josh begging to be pegged by his partner for the first time and bein super shy when asking for it then being an absolute whore for the strap when the time comes (I.e. giving the sloppiest bj in the world—spit everywhere and forcing himself further on the cock to hear himself gag—and begging to ride just so he can bounce himself up and down and drool like a little bitch)

I could absolutely see Josh being such a little whore, mainly because he's such a showman that he'd be the best at giving you the performance of a lifetime.

It would be right after he went down on you, making you cum from just his mouth, your sweet praises of him being so good for you all making him feel incredibly submissive. You'd pull him into a kiss, tasting yourself on him, he'd pull away and whisper to your lips, "I want to feel you mommy." You'd know exactly what he means, always too shy to be direct. "Aw baby, you want mommy's strap?" You'd tease, nails raking over his shoulder, "Yes please." He'd whisper, "I love it when you use your manners." You'd smile before giving him a kiss, laying him back against the bed. You pull the strap from the box of toys under your bed, he sits up against the headboard, watching as you put it on.

"Come here baby, wanna watch you give it a kiss." You say as you straddle his waist, your cock at level with his mouth, you put your hand on his head, lacing your hand through his curls. "Open up, baby boy." You instruct, his eyes flitting up to meet yours, making a show of opening his mouth, you push your hips forward, giving him a chance to relax his throat as you begin to fuck into his mouth.

He hums against your cock, letting you know you can go faster, "Mmm, little baby likes my cock in his mouth? Taking me so well like this, sucking me off like a good little slut should." You say, growing wetter as he moans around your strap, his eyes closing as tears roll down his cheeks, "You love how mommy fucks your face like this, don't you pretty baby?" You tease as you tighten your grip on his hair, he hums an answer on your strap, you pull him off harshly, watching as a strand of saliva is connected from your strap to his lips.

"Use your words." You command. "Yes, mommy, I love it." He answers breathlessly, drool running down his chin, eyes teary. "Such a good boy for me." You praise, running your thumb over his cheek bone, swiping a tear away, his eyes never leaving yours, only giving a look of adoration. "Lay back, pretty boy." You whisper. Josh obeys and lays back, you grab the lube and slather it along your strap, simulating the same perfect movements of Josh's own hand on his cock when you watch him touch himself.

His breathing speeds up with a touch of nervousness, you settle between his legs, both of them hiked up to give you the best access. "Mommy's got you baby, just breathe for me, pretty baby." You soothe. "Yes ma'am." He smiles softly. You circle his opening, letting him relax and open up before pressing into him. He gasps softly as your cock presses into him, stretching him out gently, letting him adjust, giving it to him, inch by sweet inch.

"Mmm, fuck." He whines, brows knit as relaxes, your hips flushed against him, your hands on his knees, keeping his legs spread. "You look so pretty for me like this, Joshy, so good for me." You praise. "Please mommy, I want you to fuck me." He whimpers, grinding down against you. You start to move your hips, slowly starting up a pace, "Oh yeah? You want me to fuck you? Such a needy little thing." You say as you move faster, Josh's hands gripping the sheets as you pound into him. His beautiful moans and cries as you fuck him make your heart slam. "Take it baby, take it just like that." You say as you let your hand wrap around his dick, he's incredibly hard as you stroke him off while you fuck him. "Oh fuck, mama, fuck I'm- oh fuck." He cries, "I'm so close, oh God it feels so good." He cries, you keep up your thrusts, pushing him over the edge as you hit his g-spot repeatedly.

Josh moans your name, his head pressing hard into the pillow as he arches his back in pleasure, drinking in his orgasm. He looks so perfect like this, moaning and groaning, cumming in ropes all over his stomach and chest, his face red and his body in a sheen of sweat. You gently ease out of him and discard your strap, cuddling him, and showering him in kisses. "You did so good baby. I'm so proud of you." You'd praise him, running your hand through his hair, his face tucked into your shoulder, his breathing ragged. "Thank you, baby." He pants, "Anything for you, darlin." You whisper.

Fraternity Fever

Jake X Reader

Chapter 4

CW: Cussing, Oral both receiving, Marijuana, Alcohol, sexual intercourse, intoxication, fingering , sex

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Y/N POV

As he dropped your hand, your heart dropped as well. You knew that you shouldn’t have invested yourself into him so quickly. You felt the tears welling up in your eyes. Careful to not show your emotions, you had to get yourself away from him.

“I have to go to the psychology building, I will talk to you later,” you struggle to say while turning away.

He stopped you, “Do you want me to walk you there?”

You shook your head no and quickly left him in the middle of campus. You made sure he could not see the feelings overwhelming you.

You finally got to the psychology building and made your way into the bathroom, looking at yourself in the mirror for a moment before allowing the tears to finally flow. How could I have been so stupid? You knew his reputation, you knew what he was like, you knew exactly what he was like, so why had you trusted him? Why had you assumed that you would have been different?

Pulling yourself together, you ran your hands through your hair, gently wiping your eyes before finally making your way to class. As you sat, doing your absolute best to push him from your mind, your phone vibrated. You didn’t check it - you knew what it would be.

Jakey: Hey

Jakey: Everything okay? Kinda dashed off there..

You decided not to respond, hoping that it would hurt him somewhere near as much as he had hurt you. You continued to feel your phone vibrating, granting you looks from others in the class. You lifted it from your pocket, finally opening it.

Jakey: Can we talk?

Jakey: Don’t ignore me

Jakey: If you don’t reply I’m just going to come over there.

You sighed softly, before replying to him.

You: I’m fine. You don’t have to come over.

Almost immediately, he responded.

Jakey: Josh wants you to come over tonight. Not a party. Just a get together.

You: I have plans already, sorry.

Jakey: I know that’s a lie, he already asked Jayden and she said that both of you were completely free tonight. I’ll see you there.

You pushed your phone back into your pocket. Fucking Jayden. How were you supposed to speak to him like you weren’t affected by this? You didn’t want him to see you as upset as you were.

You didn’t want to go, but knew that you had to. Maybe you’d try to be the bigger person, show him that you didn’t care. Then again, that didn’t work out so well last time.

Jake POV

You sighed as she finally replied to you - why were you acting like this? You knew exactly how you felt about her. You wanted her more than you’d wanted anything before, you just wanted her to be happy. So why were you hurting her? Sure, you didn’t want people to know that you were together, you weren’t ready for her to be exposed to those kinds of rumours - the same as every other girl you had tried to date - but surely it was okay if Danny and Sam knew? They were your brothers, after all.

You couldn’t figure it out, deciding to leave the classes early and head home. Sitting into your Jeep, you found yourself at home in no time. It was quiet - only Josh was there, setting up for tonight. It was only going to be you, the boys, Jayden, and Y/N - a little get together that Josh had put together, no doubt to have you and Y/N get closer.

“So.. how’d it go?” he asked, not looking up from his phone.

“How did what go?” you replied, furrowing your eyebrows at him. Of course they told him.

“Your little adventure last night? I heard she was here again this morning.”

You were silent for a moment, before nodding. “Yeah, she was.”

He hummed, pursing his lips, “Is she coming tonight?”

“I hope so.”

He raised his eyebrows once you spoke, locking his phone, and plopping it onto the couch.

“You two… doing okay?”

You huffed, sitting down on the couch beside him, leaning your head against the back of the couch. “Josh, you know we aren’t a thing.”

“That’s not what Sammy told me this morning.” You didn’t reply to him, simply closing your eyes.

“Talk to me, tell me what’s going on. Please,” he pleaded, his voice quiet.

“I don’t know what’s going on. That’s the fucking problem. One minute I feel like I love her more than anything on this earth, and then the next I just shut down. I don’t know what to do Josh, I don’t want to hurt her, but I don’t know if I can open myself back up again. I don’t know if I’m ready.”

He nodded his head once again, clearly thankful that you were finally talking to him about it. He always did have a way of getting under your skin, revealing any secrets that you had.

He spoke slowly, considering his words carefully as he did so. “I think you need to talk to her. You need to tell her about what happened. You need to be honest with her. It’s not fair to be so hot and cold with her. She deserves the truth, at least. Let her decide where to go from there.”

You didn’t want to admit it, but you knew that he was right - you had to tell her. You could only hope that she would understand.

You thanked him, he was right, as always. Making your way up the stairs, you found yourself in the bedroom, pulling that same book from the bookshelf. Opening it up, you flipped to the page that held the polaroid - you hadn’t looked at it in years. The night that she had left, you had thrown it into a random book, almost afraid of what it would make you feel.

You tossed the picture onto your desk, sighing to yourself, before beginning to get ready for tonight. By the time that the doorbell rang, you had showered and dressed, ready for the conversation that had to happen.

Y/N POV

The breeze kissed your skin as you stood outside of the door, waiting for it to be answered. You were going to talk to him tonight, tell him how hurt he made you feel. You had decided that he had to make a decision. He couldn’t keep treating you like this and expecting you to stick around. You had had enough of that in the past few years, and you weren’t going to do it again. Regardless of how hard it would be to give him up, if you needed to, you would.

As the door was opened, you were greeted by Josh - always with that same look in his eyes, always like he knew something that you didn’t. Making your way inside, you sat yourself next to Sam on the couch as he scrolled through the streaming services, trying to find something as background noise. You found yourself looking at him, more closely than usual - his lip was bruised, and he seemed to be sporting a black eye.

He lands on The Wolf of Wall Street, this wasn't a surprise of course this was their favorite movie. He turned to you, noticing your eyes tracing his face. “What?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at you.

“What in the name of god happened to you?” you replied, tilting your head to one side.

“Oh, That. Remember the cops last night? Ended up getting in a fight with one of them, got taken in, Jake had to come get me.”

You paused after he spoke. “Jake had to come get me.” He hadn’t forgotten about you. He hadn’t left you waiting there just so that you’d suffer. He had gone to help his brother.

You felt your heart soften ever so slightly, nodding your head. “That was nice of him.”

Speak of the devil. There he was, walking down the stairs and into the living room. He sat next to you, sandwiching you between him and Sam. You didn’t look up at him, simply choosing to focus on the movie as it began to play. It wasn’t until he placed a hand on your knee that you turned, finally catching his eyes. He seemed nervous, like something was about to happen, you hated that look.

“Can we talk later, please?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Why? You want to confuse me again?” you replied, staring at him.

“No, no, I’ll explain everything later, okay? I just need you to trust me right now.”

“Oh NOW we talk about trust? Is that it?” you retorted, before standing up once more, making your way over to Josh, and plopping yourself down beside him.

You could feel Jake’s eyes on you as you sat, clearly hurt. Good. You made the usual small talk with Josh, asking how the pledges were doing, whether they had anything else lined up for the future, and whether he was going to run for president again. Every time you spoke, you could see him in your peripheral vision, keeping a close eye on you. You were sure it wasn’t jealousy. He knew that it wasn’t Josh that you wanted. It was him.

Time seemed to fly by and before you knew it, the credits of the movie were running. You saw him look at you, nodding towards the door. You sighed, not ready for whatever conversation was about to happen, but standing up nonetheless to make your way into the hall after him.

Jake POV

She followed you throughout the house, up the stairs and into your bedroom. You beckoned her to go on the balcony and grabbed a pre-roll from the back of your drawer. You thought this would ease the tension between you two. Finally you made your way to the balcony and sat on one of the old chairs. Placing the blunt in between your lips, you hold the lighter to the end while shielding the orange end from the wind. Taking a large hit, you place it between your thumb and index finger and pass it towards her. She reluctantly took it, sitting on one of the chairs opposite you.

“So..” she whispered, her eyes pinned to the ground.

“So,” you replied, unsure of exactly where to start.

You left the balcony for a moment, retrieving the polaroid from your desk. Spinning it between your fingers, you made your way back out to the balcony, the cold air hitting you.

Silently, you passed her the photo, allowing her to take a moment to look at it.

“Who is it?” she asked, turning the photo at different angles as she spoke.

“That’s someone that I used to know. We met back in freshman year, Ashlee,” you could already feel a weight coming off of your shoulders as you spoke, taking the joint from her. As you took a pull, you leaned back, crossing your legs before continuing.

“We dated for almost the entirety of the year. I loved her. I, uh, I thought she loved me.”

Her face could have broken your heart, her eyebrows low, clearly not expecting what you were saying. “During the summer, I brought her home with me. We were only young, I took her to all of my favorite places, I showed her every part of me. She was my everything. I woke up one morning, and she wasn’t in the room. Knocked on Josh’s door, he didn’t answer me. Sam’s door was open, and there they were. I didn’t know what to say. I just slammed the door and left.”

You could feel your eyes begin to water slightly, running the back of your hand against your cheeks to hide it. You didn’t want to seem weak in front of her.

“Apparently everyone knew what they were doing. Not even Josh told me. Everyone fucking knew how much I loved her. They thought I would not believe them until I saw them with my own two eyes.” A soft sigh left your lips as you continued, remembering back to the way that Josh had spoken to you after you found out, how sympathetic he had been. You could have killed Sam, honestly, you still could.

“I kicked her out. She tried to apologize, tried to tell me that it meant nothing, tried to tell me that it was just a mistake. I didn’t care. She had been fucking my brother and everyone fucking knew.” You continued to try to hold back the tears, to no avail, wiping your nose on your sleeve.

“I kept that photo hidden for years, and didn't know what to do with it. All I wanted was to forget her, forget how she made me feel, forget how it felt to be in love.”

Looking up at her once more, you touched the polaroid to the tip of the blunt, allowing it to smoke up. Dropping it onto the floor, you watched it, shriveling up and sending smoke into the air. Free at last.

Y/N POV

Jake looked at you with tears in his eyes. You didn’t know what to think. One day he hates you and now he’s opening up to you. The polaroid sat burning in between you two as you remained silent for a moment.

“Jake, that's awful. I am so sorry,” you spoke. As you touched his cheek, wiping away his tears with your thumb. Now face to face you looked into his big brown eyes. Your hands now cupping his face. You pull yourself closer to softly kiss his lips. As you pull away you see him softly smile.

“Is this why you have been acting so weird towards me? You're afraid?” you question.

“I don’t think I was acting weird,” he chuckled, his eyes soft. “But yeah, if I’m honest. I’m afraid. I’m afraid to fall for someone else and have them leave again. I’m afraid of being betrayed by someone that I thought was my forever. That’s why I was so annoyed yesterday, seeing you with Sam. I thought it was all happening again, I thought he had taken you from me. And yeah, I know, you’re not mine. You’ve never been mine, but… you know what I’m trying to say?” he replied, shrugging his shoulders slightly.

“Yeah, I know what you’re trying to say. I know what it feels like to love someone and have them leave. I suppose I didn’t tell you why I transferred here in the first place?” you replied. You truly hadn’t expected to be having this conversation tonight, you had assumed it would be the usual - you ignore him, he ignores you, you wake up in the same bed.

“I transferred here right after my whole life exploded basically,” you begin. “It all happened at once, like one bad thing, then another after another. First my father - well I wouldn’t consider him a father anymore.” You paused and composed yourself. “He was around when I was younger but became more distant. I loved that man but he didn’t love me. After my parents divorced, he disappeared. Last year I found out that he has a whole other family and a daughter the same age as me. I tried to contact him, but he wants nothing to do with me. Then in August, my mother ran away with a random man she met the week before at a bar.”

You didn’t cry. You didn’t feel like wasting your tears on the two fucked up people who brought you into this world. You had almost become numb to the trauma your parents had left you with. “I guess everyone I love leaves me.”

You looked at Jake sternly.

“Jake, for my own well being please make a choice. I cannot go through you changing your mind on me. Choose me or not but I cannot keep on playing this game with you.” His soft smile turns into a frown. You have clearly hurt him. You stand up to go back down stairs, then you feel his hand grab your wrist turning you to face him.

Jake POV

You couldn’t let her leave. Not again. You stood up from your chair, before taking a deep breath.

“That’s why I brought you up here tonight, that’s why we’re having this conversation. I’m done with this. I’m done with being afraid. It’s always been you. Ever since you came into this room and cried your heart out. Ever since you vomited all over my fucking floor.” you took a moment to chuckle, remembering the annoyance that you had felt.

“Ever since I had to leave you that morning, afraid that I’d have to face my own feelings. It's you. I won’t live in fear anymore. I want to learn how to be myself again. I NEED to learn how to be myself again, and I want you to be there for it,” you spoke, looking directly into her eyes. Her face seemed to soften as you spoke before leading you inside and sitting you onto the couch. “I can’t live like this forever - always afraid that any little fight will make everything fall apart. I want to be able to take care of you, like I did that night, and not have to hide it. I want to be the face that you wake up to in the morning, and I want my bed to be the one that you climb into at the end of the night. I want to scream it to the world, that you’re mine, mine and only mine. I know I’ve been a dick - everyone told me, Josh pointed it out, God even fucking Sam pointed it out. I just didn’t know what to do. I didn’t want to get attached again, because I know how it ends. I thought I knew how it ends..

But I don’t feel that way with you. No matter what I said to you, no matter how horrible I was to you, degrading you in front of everyone, and yet here you are. You always came back to me. I wish that I could say that it didn’t make me happy every time that you did - every time that we’d start again. I want to start again, for real this time. I want to make a real go at it.”

“I need you to be serious,” she began, her hand resting on your knee. “I need to know that you mean it, and that tomorrow morning you’re not going to turn into someone I don’t know again. You need to say it, and you need to mean it. Because you’ll only get one chance.”

You found yourself nodding, not noticing the tear that slid down your cheek. “I’m serious. I want to be with you, I need to be with you. I can’t think of anything else besides you, what you’re doing, who you’re talking to, whether or not you’re safe. I felt terrible leaving you behind last night, I just had to-”

“You had to get Sam,” she cut you off quickly. “I know. He told me. I’m sorry I was pissed off at you about it, I didn’t know. I thought you just left, that you weren’t coming back. It brought all those feelings back up. Then in the morning it was nice, it felt like you were truly comfortable. And then you saw them and everything changed again, I can’t keep doing this, I won’t keep doing this,” her voice was quiet, her eyes falling to the couch.

You lifted her chin to look at you, holding her jaw between your index and your thumb. “You don’t have to. I’m here, and I’m here for good.” You placed a soft kiss on her lips, a smile finally finding its way onto them. Your hands find their way to her waist inviting her to straddle over your lap. The kiss gets more furious and desperate almost as if you needed each other to survive.

Breaking the kiss, you start to kiss her neck leaving purple marks, hands find her shirt pulling it over her head exposing her bare chest. Kissing a trail from her neck down to her chest, her fingers undo your belt. Her hand starts stroking your already hard dick. You can’t help but let a moan escape your lips.

You quickly pull her skirt above her hips and before inserting yourself inside her, you whisper in her ear, “No panties Y/N? You're my slut aren't you?” She nods as you thrust yourself into her.

She is already soaked around you. A moan leaves her lips as you grab her hips.

“Fuck Y/N, you feel so good,” you hiss into her ear while pushing your hips into her. She rides you while your tongues fight for dominance.

“Jake please…” she begs as you thrust into her sweet spot. Your eyes squeeze shut.

“Fuck I’m cumm-” you moan as you feel your body tense up underneath her. Your back arching like the string of a bow until you release into her. She gets off of you and you both clean yourselves up.

Y/N POV

As you clean yourself up you can’t help but look over to Jake. He looked even hotter sweaty. He ran his fingers through his long wavy hair. God, he’s gorgeous. As soon as he noticed your eyes on him, he opened the door and summoned you outside of the bedroom. You both went down the stairs and saw the group now watching Super Bad. You sat on the couch with Jake by your side. His hand made its way to your thigh, squeezing it slightly so you knew that he was there with you. Suddenly, you felt all of their eyes on you and Jake.

Sam and Danny made eye contact with each other. Danny seemingly tells Sam to not say it with his eyes. They both chuckled while holding their thoughts in. Josh finally breaks the awkward silence in the room.

“Hey Jake, so what happened up there?” Out of the corner of your eye you catch Sam catching his laughter. Shit. Did they hear you? Do they know you guys just hooked up? You feel your face getting redder by the second.

“Josh, I just took your advice, that's all,” Jake replies with a chuckle while moving his hand up your thigh. You feel Jayden’s eyes on you as she pulls out her phone. A moment later you feel your phone vibrate. You pull it out of your skirt waistband and check the message that Jayden just sent you.

Jay: Dude, was his dick good?

You: What? We didn’t fuck.

Jay: BS, we heard you. It sounded pretty good. All the practice must have made him a sex god? Would you agree?

You: Fine. Yes his dick was good.

Jay: Well I’m happy for you but please don’t be as loud next time. I don’t know if I could save you from Danny and Sam’s jokes.

You: Yes ma'am

You place your phone back into your waistband and turn your attention back to the group. They are talking about what they should get for dinner. You haven’t realized how hungry you were until you heard them talk about it. Sam and Danny just want to go to the dinning hall since they don't need to pay for it. Suddenly, you hear Sam’s voice.

“Damn Jake you are hungry! Don’t we feed you enough?” Sam chuckles.

Danny joins in, “Y/N did you get attacked by a vampire up there?”

Josh shoots daggers at them with his eyes and Jake whispers in your ear, “Don’t listen to them, they are just jealous, they couldn’t pull any girl.”

Suddenly you both are getting up to go to dinner with the rest of the group.

Rainy Days

Sam x gn!reader

Warnings: None, fluffy :-)

Very short like 500 words

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You woke to the light sound of rain pattering against the window, the light gray sky coming into view as you shifted to sit up.

Sam was still snoring softly next to you, you smiled as you watched his chest rise and fall.

Rainy days with Sam were always your favorite. Everything seemed slower, gentler. No one was rushing around or hurrying to get anything done. It was nice to take things slow, especially when daring someone in the fast lane.

Sam shifted as he woke, "Are you watching me sleep?" he mumbled, rubbing his eyes.

"Just a little bit..." you whispered back.

"Creep."

"You love it."

He smiled as he rolled over to meet your eyes, "yeah, I do," he sighed. He turned his head towards the window, eyes lighting up at the sight of rain.

"Perfect day for gardening." He said, smiling spreading across his face. You wrinkled your nose at him.

"Perfect day for mud." You retorted, but you knew he was going to drag you out there anyways.

And he did. After the two of you had finished breakfast, he ushered you out the door, grabbing his tools, not bothering to put on shoes or change out of his sleepwear.

You watched fondly from the porch as he let the rain dampen his hair and his clothes. "C'mon! I need your help," He said smiling, crossing the yard to the garden. You stepped out, letting the feeling of the rain settle over you, you have to admit, it was nice.

you brushed your now wet hair out of your face and crossed to meet Sam in the garden, to which he promptly greeted you with a handful of mud.

You gasped, feeling the cold substance on your skin, "Samuel!"

He smirked at you, "what are you gonna do about it?"

You stepped, trying not to slip on the slick grass, grabbing a handful of mud from the empty planter next you, and launching it at him. Unfortunately for him, it hit him square in the face. You gasped, trying to hold back laughter, "Oh god, babe, I'm so so-"

He cut you off, grabbing a hold of you and wrestling you to the ground, you shrieked as the two of slipped and slid against the ground, effectively covering your bodies in mud. You laughed as you flipped him over, pinning him down, "I win," you said smugly.

Your victory was short lived, because in a matter of seconds, he was flipping you over so your back was on the ground. Your chest heaved as you laughed, trying to dodge the muddy water that dripped from his hair.

"No. I win." He said, before leaning down and planting a kiss on your lips. You tangled your hands in his hair, pushing into his touch.

You sighed as you laid back against the ground, Sam rolling off of you to copy your position, grabbing your hand and intertwining your fingers.

You laid there next to each other, reveling in the sounds of the rain and each others breath.

Yeah. You loved days like this.

Even though you never ended up gardening.

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