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Monster- J. Guilbert



pairing: Extrovert!reader x Shy!Johnnie
classification: SMUT w/ a plot
inspiration: request^^, Monster by Lady Gaga
warnings: 18+, MDNI, literal sex, use of y/n, dom!Johnnie (kinda), âslut,â alcohol use, slight cursing, Jake and Tara are dating in this
summary: Tara plays matchmaker, earning Johnnie the night of his life with you in a bar restroom.
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Johnnieâs been watching you all night, but heâs waiting for the alcohol to settle into his bloodstream before he finally walks up to you. You sit at the bar in a black, backless dress that allows a few of your tattoos to peak through. Bouncy curls are swept onto your shoulder, framing one side of your face as you chat with the bartender.
âGonna keep staring or are you finally gonna make a move?â Jake nudges Johnnieâs shoulder.
Nights out like this are common for the pair, especially when living a fast paced life in the city of Los Angeles. When theyâre not filming or editing, theyâre usually out getting drunk, and theyâve managed to creat regular rotation of bars.
Today they find themselves at the Magic 8 Ball, the least crowded bar in L.A on a Friday night. No matter what unfamiliar faces that fill this place, though, yours is always constant. Every Friday, without fail, you saunter in and take a seat at the bar.
Johnnie can tell, just from watching you, that youâre an extrovert. You never seem to stay at the bar, you always wander onto the dance floor and lure a random stranger in for a quick bop around the room.
Thatâs what intimidates him, because as an introvert heâs not sure heâll be able to keep up.
âIâm not staring,â Johnnie quips quickly, taking a swig of whatever alcoholic mixture swirls in his glass. He hisses as the liquid goes down.
If it were just Jake and Johnnie, the conversation wouldâve died there. But tonight Tara joined them and she isnât so adamant on letting the topic go.
âYou should invite her to sit with us! You never know what could happen,â she prods teasing fingers into Johnnieâs sides, âplus she looks nice! I need a girlfriend to hang out with!â
âJohnnie needs a girlfriend, Tara. Not you,â Jake jokes. Johnnie rolls is eyes, scooting away from Tara as her fingers continue digging into his sides.
âIâve had a girlfriend,â Johnnie replies, eyes darting back to where you sit at the bar.
âYeah, had,â Jake says.
âItâs just hard toââ
âALRIGHT! Enough!â Tara interrupts Johnnie mid sentence, slamming her hands onto the table as she stands up. âIf you wonât make a move, I will,â she says, shimmying out of the booth.
Johnnieâs eyes are blown open in shock. He tries grabbing Tara before she can get too far, but sheâs small and sneaky.
âThatâs one way to do it,â Jake laughs, watching in amusement as his girlfriend does what his best friend doesnât have the balls to do.
Johnnie, on the other hand, watches in horror.
There you are, sipping on your drink and chatting with the bartender, blissfully unaware of Taraâs approaching figure.
Tara sits at the bar, taking the seat directly next to yours. She interrupts your conversation with the bartender to order two drinks, one for you and one for her, before swiftly turning her attention to you with a warm smile.
Johnnie canât bear to watch, but he also canât look away.
You seem to like Tara, because youâre quick to engage in conversation with her. In the matter of seconds Tara has managed to learn your name, your favorite drink, and even your favorite song (itâs the one that plays over the club speakers).
âOh God theyâre coming,â Johnnie whisper shouts, trying to look casual. Taraâs arm is looped with yours as she leads you to their table, an accomplished look painting her face.
âWhat the fuck do I do? What the fuck do I do?! Fuck!â
âJust act casual. Donât be weirdâ Oh fuck! Just shut up!â for some reason Jake finds himself just as nervous as Johnnie. Maybe he was just being empathetic, but they both scramble to get themselves together.
âDonât be weird? What the fuck does thatââ
Johnnie canât seem to catch a break, because as soon as Tara reaches the booth sheâs interrupting him. âGuys. This is Y/n, my new friend,â she gestures towards you, âY/n, this is my boyfriend Jake and this is our friend Johnnie.â
The moment Tara says your name itâs engraved in Johnnieâs mind. Heâs already in love.
Your smile is so big it could light up the room. You extend a hand to the two, immediately introducing yourself and falling into the booth next to Johnnie.
His heart is pounding and his ears are red hot with embarrassment.
âWell, while you two get acquainted, Jake and I are gonna go get drunk,â Tara says, pulling Jake out of the booth before he can get any more comfortable than he already is. She shoots Johnnie a wink before sending you a small wave, leading a confused Jake into the crowd of people.
âSheâs nice. I like her,â you comment, watching until the couple disappears. âSheâs⌠something,â Johnnie coughs, heâs so unbelievably awkward.
You chuckle, mostly because you think heâs cute and you find his fiddly personality amusing.
âJohnnie, huh? I had a friend named Johnnie once,â you say, attempting to make conversation. Your manicured nails tap against you glass cup, silver hoop earrings reflecting the strobing lights as you try catching his gaze.
âBet he didnât look like this though,â Johnnie replies, clearly referring to his all black attire.
âHmmm, no. He definitely didnât,â you giggle. You take a sip from your drink, a lipstick stain remaining once you place the cup back onto the table. Johnnie wonders what itâd feel like to kiss you.
âYouâre much cuter,â you continue. Johnnie canât tell if heâs dreaming, were you actually flirting with him?
Maybe itâs the surge of confidence your compliment gives him, or maybe the alcohol finally kicked in, but Johnnie suddenly finds himself being flirtatious.
âSo do you flirt with all the Johnnies you know?â
Heâs surprised at how fast you quip back, âNope. Just the cute ones.â
Youâve subconsciously leaned closer to him, your faces dangerously close.
âOkay, so weâve established that Iâm cute,â he smirks. âWhat else am I?â
You giggle, a sound that Johnnie swears he can listen to for forever.
âWell clearly youâre not shy anymore,â your finger traces the rim of your drink. A drunk smile and sultry eyes lure him in, pulling him close enough for his lip rings to press against your skin.
âDonât look at me like that,â he murmurs, a wandering hand finding your thigh. You shiver at the sensation. His fingers were ice cold, but they still managed to ignite a fire deep within your core.
âLike this?â you tease, batting your eyelashes.
You never made it a habit of sleeping with strangers, but Johnnie was the sheep in wolves clothing that played innocent until you were close enough to bite.
âI warned you,â his breath fans against your lips one last time before heâs capturing your lips in a heated kiss. Itâs the first kiss Johnnieâs had in years which makes it that much more exciting.
Your plump lips chase his as your arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer to you. The club is loud, but youâre so immersed in the man in front of you that you forget youâre not the only two people in the room and lose all control.
Johnnieâs hands find your waist, tugging until youâre straddling his lap. He pulls away breathlessly, silently thanking Tara for working her magic once he sees you on top of him.
Your dress rides up slightly, revealing more of your backside than youâd like. The sight earns you a few whistles from bystanders, breaking you from your lustful daze. âOh shit,â you squeak, trying to scramble off of Johnnie, but his grip is firm enough to keep you in place.
An animalistic, monster-like need has overtaken him and heâs willing to sacrifice his self image to fuck you in front of all these strangers. But he simultaneously doesnât want anyone else to see you, to enjoy you, the way heâs about to.
âRestroom. Now,â he growls, pinching the soft skin of your ass. You squeal in excitement, allowing the desires of your flesh to cloud your judgement as you hop off of him and wiggle your way out of the booth. You adjust your dress as you wait for Johnnie to follow before taking his hand in yours and leading him towards the restroom. He makes a mental note to let this be the only time you lead him tonight.
Everyoneâs watching, yet you canât find it in you to feel embarrassed. If anything it excites you more.
You find the restroom quickly, a wave of gratitude washing over you when you realize itâs a single stall. This means you can be as loud as you want, and from the look in Johnnieâs eyes, you can tell youâll also need the extra room.
Heâs quick to lock the door and immediately engulfs your face in his hands, bringing you in for the second heated kiss of the night. Johnnieâs eager and it shows in the way he swipes his tongue across your bottom lip.
His left hand remains on your face while the other travels down to your ass, squeezing firmly against the material of your dress. A moan escapes your lips, providing him the perfect opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth. He tastes surprisingly sweet, like pomegranate and pineapple.
He leads you to the sink counter, your bodies bouncing back slightly when they hit the cold marble. âUp,â he commands.
You hop onto the counter, giving him enough room to fit between your legs. Johnnieâs erection presses against your inner thigh, but he gives you no time to comment on it before his lips are back on yours.
Johnnieâs handâs find your boobs, massaging your mounds slowly as he deepens the kiss. âMore,â you murmur against the kiss, wrapping your legs around his waist to pull him in closer to you. He smirks against your mouth at your neediness.
âSo needy.â He pulls your head back, providing him with perfect access to your neck. Sloppy, open mouth kisses trail from your jawline down to your exposed collarbone. Each one gives you goosebumps.
âFuck me please,â you whimper, feeling your panties become more soaked by the second. âSo polite,â he teases, sucking on your skin until it bruises.
The rough material of his jeans comes in contact with your clothed pussy. He dry humps you just to hear the strained moans that escape your lips.
Finally, when you rut back, he decides heâs teased you enough. Your dress is bunched up around your waist, exposing the wet underwear that he pushes to the side.
âSo fucking sexy,â he grunts, kneeling in front of you to get a better view. Heâs in love. What he wants to do is eat you out, but thereâs no time for that in a club as crowded as this. Especially not when thereâs only one restroom.
You watch in awe as he presses a quick kiss on your bundle of nerves, immediately licking his lips right after. âYummy,â he chuckles, bringing you in for another hungry kiss.
Your hands find his belt, unbuckling it with fervor and tugging at his belt loop to bring him back in to you. He gets the message and helps you in unbuttoning his skin-tight jeans. Your forehead is flush against his as you watch his dick spring up, it bobs back and forth as you take in the sheer size.
âHoly fuck,â your voice is full of exasperation. How was that meant to fit inside of you?
Maybe itâs because he hasnât done this in a long time, but Johnnie suddenly feels self conscious. He hides his face in your neck before you can notice how red it becomes, but youâre quick to push his shoulders back.
âHey, donât be embarrassed. Whereâd that monster go?â you place a gentle kiss on the corner of his mouth. His dick twitches and cries precum at the reassurance.
He pulls you back in for a kiss, feeling confident once again. He lines himself up tentatively with your entrance, rubbing the tip along your folds before slowly pushing himself in.
Your eyes are screwed shut, small tears forming at the corners as you struggle to adjust to the stretch. âFuck Johnnie, wait,â you say, pushing against his stomach slightly. Suddenly youâre not sure you want him to fuck you dumb, his size alone was enough to have you seeing stars.
Your words fall on deaf ears, though, and before you know it heâs pushed himself all the way in. You gasp, throwing your head back against the bathroom mirror. Your pussy clenches around him as you try to hold him in place knowing the longer you keep him there, the more time youâll have to adjust.
Itâs no use though, because he begins thrusting into you at a relentless, unforgiving pace. The pain is quickly replaced with pleasure, the tip of his penis kissing your cervix every time his hips slam into yours.
âFuck youâre so tight,â he grunts, strong hands gripping your waist so he can fuck into you even faster. You whimper at the sensation, his fingers were sure to leave bruises.
âJust like that, Johnnie. So good,â you egg him on, holding onto his neck for support. He hasnât slowed his pace, instead moving one hand from your hips down to your throbbing clit.
Your legs instinctively push together, but his body moves them back into their previous position as he continues. âSuch a slut,â he purrs, watching the euphoric look that paints your face when he rubs his thumb against your sensitive nub.
âYes! Such a slut,â youâre drunk on dick, babbling whatever will get you closer to your pending release.
âMy slut?â he asks, using the hand that was previously gripping your waist to take a firm hold of your face. Your eyes lock with his, taking notice of the way lust clouds his pupils. âAll yours,â you whisper.
He smirks, leaning down to kiss you. Your tongues collide in a heated mixture of moans and whimpers. All the while he continues pounding into you and rubbing circles on your clit.
One particularly hard thrust has you dumb, a string of curse words and chants of his name being the only thing you can manage to say. âCâmon baby, câmon,â he growls, sloppily kissing you as he feels his climax approaching.
âJohnnie!â
Your walls flutter around him, your entire body trembling as your orgasm washes over you.
Your hair falls in front of your face and you find yourself holding Johnnieâs wrist, pushing his hand away as it continues working on your clit. âAlmost there,â he moans, pulling his hand away to focus his attention on fucking you.
Youâre sensitive. Youâre whimpering. Youâre so fucked out that itâs overstimulating.
âCum for me, handsome,â you moan, still coming down from your own high. He continues rutting his hips into you, chasing his release until finally it washes over him.
Hot spurts of cum paint your insides, lazy hips rolling against you. Heâs panting from above you, hands falling from your body and latching onto the counter for support.
âFuck that was⌠that was amazing,â Johnnie says, pulling out of you reluctantly.
He knows the sooner he pulls out and you two get dressed, the quicker youâll become strangers. And thatâs terrifying.
âYou were amazing,â you reply, using your finger to pull his pensive gaze back towards you by his chin.
âDonât tell me itâs a one and done,â you pout, âI was hoping to have more moments like that.â
Johnnie still stands between your legs, his limp dick resting on your exposed thighs. He lights up at your suggestion. His hands have opted for a much softer hold on your hips, thumbs massaging your skin. He knows he was rough, but he couldnât help it.
âI meanâ Iâd like toâ we couldâ fuck Iâm so bad at this,â he stutters, suddenly reverting back to his natural, awkward state.
âYouâre cute,â you giggle, pecking his nose and hopping off the counter. His ears flush red again.
âHow about we get cleaned up and then weâll worry about the rest later, yeah?â
âYeah,â a big goofy smile adorns his face. His rosy cheeks make you wanna pinch him and gush over how cute he looks.
âWerenât you just fucking my brains out a second ago?â you tease, only making him more flustered.
âIâm shy, I canât help it.â
âNot that shy apparently,â you pull him in for one more kiss.
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Messy- J. Webber



pairing: Waitress!reader x Mechanic!Jake
classification: SMUT SMUT NO FLUFF
warnings: 18+, MDNI, literal sex, messy sex, public sex, facial, cream pie, cursing
inspiration: request
summary: Jake is a regular customer at the diner you work at, eating the same meal everyday before returning back to work. One day, when youâre taking his order, you can tell he has much more sinful intentions than a quick meal.
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The diner is slow today, it always is on Sundays. Youâve had a total of 5 customers and itâs already past noon, making the day feel endless. Youâre currently messing with the fryer in the kitchen. It turned off suddenly and now it wonât turn back on. âStupid fucking fryer,â you grumble, clicking random buttons until it finally starts heating.
Suddenly the front doorbell rings, indicating a customer has entered the lobby. âHello! Iâll be right with you!â you call out from the kitchen, peering your head over the order window to catch a glimpse of the customers. You instantly recognize that itâs Jake, heâs a regular customer and arrives everyday at exactly 12:30pm without fail.
Jake saunters in, dirty and sweaty from a hard days work. He works at an automotive repair shop that sits right on the corner of the street, choosing your diner everyday as his preferred dining spot. The walk from his car shop isnât long, but he always leaves early so he misses the lunch rush.
Because heâs such a frequent customer, Jake knows the diner well, so he situates himself in the booth that gives him the best view of the kitchen. When he first started eating here, he realized that this booth provided him with a cinema worthy experience because he could watch you work as he enjoyed his meal.
You emerge from the kitchen with a big smile on your face, walking around the front counter and over to Jakeâs table. âCanât get enough of this place, huh?â you joke, retrieving a small notebook and ball point pen from the depths of your apron.
âGuess so,â Jake replies with a chuckle, folding his dirty hands over the table. Theyâre permanently stained with car oil, calloused by countless hours of manual labor. Your eyes travel from his broad, tattooed shoulders down to his folded arms, relishing in the way his sweat glistens in the sun that trickles in through the window. His white tank top is adorned with black smudges and stains, ripped and frayed along the edges. Thereâs dirt under his fingernails, a detail that youâd usually find disturbing, but it adds even more grit to Jake. You love the idea of being fucked by a hard working man who isnât afraid to get dirty.
Jakeâs messy look completely juxtaposes yours. Youâre wearing your diner uniform, clad in a pastel pink dress and an apron so white it reflected the sun. Your hair is curled and pinned back, a matching pink bow dangling in between your bouncy strands. Stark white sneakers sway back and forth, as you wait patiently for Jake to order. You looked so clean, too clean, and Jake wanted to roam his hands all over you and watch how messy you could really get.
âSo, your usual?â you ask, knowing Jakeâs order by heart. Over the course of his visits, youâve learned that Jake is a simple man. He orders the same thing everyday and although the food was slightly above average, he claimed it was his favorite as an excuse to watch you work.
Jake loved watching as you diligently wiped down tables, your hips rocking back and forth as you worked the rag into tough, grimy spots. When you were mopping, heâd scoot closer to the edge of his seat and watch you bend over as you rung out the mop. He especially loves watching as you walked over to his booth with his meal in hand, because once you arrive to the table you bend over just enough to expose the top of your breasts.
âYou know how I like it, baby,â the nickname slips out naturally, the flirtatious undertones evident in Jakeâs voice. At first you would become flustered with his incessant flirting, but now that youâre used to it, you get turned on. You feel like a car engine, revved up and ready to fuck some miles into him.
âAlright, itâll be right out,â you reply with a playful smile, shoving the notepad and pen back into your apron before making your way back to the kitchen. Your hips sway as you walk away, the string of your apron slapping against your ass with each step.
Jakeâs eyes are glued to you, mentally undressing you from across the room. Heâs really hungry now, but not for the food.
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20 minutes have passed and youâre still not back with his food. Jake isnât the type to complain, but he knows it never takes you this long. Loud beeping rings throughout the diner, followed by a loud yell from the kitchen, âOw! Fuck!â Metal clangs on the floor shortly after, a string of cuss words coming from you.
Jakeâs natural instinct is to get up and check on you, but you come out from the kitchen before he can act on it. Youâre pressing a cold, wet towel on your hand, âSorry, itâs gonna be a while. The fryerâs been acting up all day and it just turned off. I burnt myself trying to fix it, but I popped your fries in the oven instead, okay?â
Jake sees the opportunity and takes it, âNo problem. I can take a look at it if you want?â Heâs an extremely handy man, and heâs hoping to get handsy with you if he plays his cards right.
âAt what?â you ask confused, applying pressure to your hand.
âThe fryer. I can try to fix it. Itâll only take a few minutes,â he replies, using his hands to push himself out of the booth. Before you can protest, Jake begins walking to the kitchen. His dirty work boots leave a trail of footprints on the floor as you follow closely behind, trying to keep up with his long strides. He quickly finds the fryer, following the smell of gas until he locates the source.
âNo, itâs okay! Iâll just put in a work order,â you reason, watching as he kneels in front of the machine. You were beginning to panic, no one other than employees were allowed in the kitchen. What if your boss suddenly showed up and found him back here? Not to mention how unsanitary it was for him to be touching everything with his soiled hands.
âYeah? And when will they finally come fix it?â
The question has you stumped, causing you to think for a while. The maintenance men usually didnât come until weeks after the initial work order was put in, and working without a fryer for that long sounded like actual hell. That didnât mean you wanted a customer working while on their lunch break, âProbably a couple of weeks, but itâs okay. Itâs not a big deal, really!â
Your words fall on deaf ears though because Jake is opening the fryer hatch, a whiff of cooking oil and gas hitting him straight in the face. From that smell alone he immediately knew the problem, âYeah, see, the gas line isnât connected. One stray spark and this whole place is blowing up.â
Jakeâs used to working in much hotter temperatures, surrounded daily by the summer weather and even hotter car engines. So, although the fryer is emitting a lot of heat, itâs nothing compared to what he deals with daily. He manages to find the main gas line, turning the nob off to ensure there isnât any other leaks. After that, he swiftly turns the machine off before unscrewing a hot, black tube. He pulls the black tube off with a grunt, causing a loud hissing noise as the last bits of gas spill out.
âHow do you know itâs the gas line?â you ask curiously, blissfully unaware and nose blind to the smell. âThe smell,â he replies blatantly, strong hands removing random pieces from the machine. Well they were random to you, but Jake seemed to know the purpose of each piece.
The oven dings faintly in the background, indicating that the fries are finally done baking. You would love to stay and watch his arms flex as he worked, but you didnât want to cause another hazard, âIâll be back, those are the fries. I donât want them to burn.â
He hums in response, the sound being followed by another animalistic grunt. You feel your core clench at the sound, there was something about him that made you want to push him to the ground and get messy.
You force yourself to look away, finally walking over to the oven to retrieve the fries before they burn.
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The fryer was worse than either of you anticipated, causing Jake to spend more than a âfew minutesâ working on it. Heâs lying face up on the floor to get a better view, a broken down cardboard box is sprawled out under him to serve as a cushion and as a barrier from the cold floor.
Luckily youâve only had one other customer since then and all they ordered was a drink, so youâve been able to watch Jake work this entire time. Your pussy is throbbing at the possibilities, your mind delving into uncharted territory as you imagine what heâd look like under you.
Jakeâs hips buck upward as he adjust himself, pushing himself further into the machine each time. Your eyes fall onto his crotch every time, you canât help but stare and salivate at the growing bulge. He knows youâre watching and itâs turning him on.
âHere, hold this piece right⌠there,â he instructs, voice trailing off as his fingers pinch a wire in place. You comply, scooting closer so you can properly hold the wire in place. The position is uncomfortable though, your legs struggling to remain in place as you try not to fall on Jake.
After a while your legs start to hurt, trembling from the constant strain. âI canât reach,â you explain, attempting to shift your weight so youâre comfortable.
Jake lifts his head up, careful not to hit it against the metal above him, as he peers at you. You were awkwardly reaching over him, one hand gripping onto the edge of the fryer as the other stretched to properly hold the wire in place. He looks down at your legs, watching as they shake before he accidentally catches a glimpse of your underwear.
âHere, justâŚâ he begins to say, forgetting his sentence as his mind fills with sinful thoughts of you. He places his tools on the ground before taking a hold of your waist, dirty fingerprints immediately soaking into the fabric of your dress. He uses his hands to carefully guide you over him, stopping once youâre situated directly above his crotch.
âTry again,â he instructs, forcing himself to think about anything other than the newfound pressure youâre applying to him. You reposition the wire with your right hand, your left hand resting on Jakeâs chest for support. Once the wire is in place, he scoots forward, his hips bucking up again as he does it. The rough material of his jeans rubs against your clothed pussy, causing you to squirm from above him. Youâre forced to bite back a whine, realizing that this was not the time nor the place to be getting all riled up.
Jake is extremely concentrated, choosing to ignore the growing erection in his pants. âHand me the pliers,â he says, but it comes out more like a command. His toolbox sits next to you, the short distance being close enough for you rummage through it quickly. You subconsciously grind down on his crotch, surprised to feel the outline of his dick through the thick material of his jeans.
His hands instinctively travel to your hips again, a firm grip willing you to stop your movements. âSorry,â you murmur, becoming drunk on the idea of Jake fucking you long and hard on the kitchen floor.
Jake lets out a small groan, the innocence in your voice seducing him even further. âHere,â you whisper, eyes locking with his for a second through your long, thick eyelashes. He takes the pliers from you, forcing himself to return to the task at hand.
âDonât look at me like that.â
You squirm from above him, wiggling so you can feel him again. Usually you wouldnât be this bold, but your pussy is hungry and your mind is drunk. Jake chases the feeling too, wishing there was nothing to restrict him from feeling you entirely.
âDonât look at you like what?â
âLike you want to fuck me,â he replies sternly, the heels of his boots digging into the floor as he drags himself out from under the fryer. The cardboard makes it easier for him to slide out and heâs strong enough to bring you with him, eliciting a gasp from you as you place your hands on his chest to anchor yourself.
He sits up, his left arm immediately wrapping around your waist in the process. âDonât start something you canât finish, princess,â he smirks, pushing you down onto his crotch.
Your hands gingerly rest on his shoulders as you look at him through hooded eyes, were you really going to do this? The sexual tension is blinding you, causing you to make yet another bold remark.
âWhat if I do want to fuck you?â
âThatâs fine, baby. Just donât complain when it gets messy,â he replies coyly, pulling you further into him. Jakeâs plump lips latch onto yours, metal lip rings digging into your face. The pain only eggs you on, your hands traveling up his neck and tangling into his hair.
âSo eager,â he murmurs into the kiss, scrunching your dress up around your abdomen. His hands find your ass, slapping and kneading the skin in his firm grip. Moans are slipping from you, all of them being swallowed by Jake as he hungrily kisses you back. Your hips grind onto him again, desperate for release.
Youâre whimpering, trying to feel as much of him as possible through the multiple layers of fabric that separate you. âPatience, baby,â he moans, but even heâs becoming impatient.
It comes to no surprise when you scoot back onto his thigh and feverishly unzip his pants, he doesnât protest either, instead he watches eagerly. You make swift work of his pants, Jake lifts his hips to help you tug them off. âI want you to make a mess on my face,â you whisper, hopping off of Jakeâs lap so you can wiggle further down.
The suggestion makes Jakeâs dick twitch, precum spilling out from the tip and soaking into his boxers. You pull his boxers down and they pool around his ankles alongside his pants. His dick stands up straight, and itâs so big you begin to wonder if this was a good idea. How was that supposed to fit inside of you?
Jake knows exactly what youâre thinking, smirking at the sight of you gawking over the size of his cock. Youâre brave though, so you crawl closer to him and slowly begin pumping his shaft. His head is immediately thrown back in pleasure, your touch alone almost being enough for him to spill his seed onto your hand.
You wrap your lips around the tip, your head inching down to the base slowly. If you go any faster, youâll surely gag around his cock and start crying. âJust like that,â he groans, swooping some of your hair out of your face with one hand as the other holds his dick in place for you. Your lips kiss his hand as you take as much of his as possible, your throat struggling to keep up with the sheer size of him.
His hips thrust into your mouth, eliciting a gag from you that flips a switch in Jake. He wants to hear that sound again and again, so he holds your head firmly and guides it up and down his cock repeatedly. Each time you reach the tip, you gasp for air before heâs pushing you back down again. Saliva is dripping down your chin and bubbling at the corners of your mouth, tricking far enough to coat Jakeâs penis entirely.
âMaking such a big mess, beautiful,â he grunts, pulling you away from him to get a better look at your face. Streaks of mascara run down your face, your hair is all over the place, and saliva is actively dribbling down your chin. âCome here, let me ruin you,â he instructs, pulling you back down so he can coat your face and uniform in his cum.
He pumps his cock aggressively over your face, watching with a slack jaw as you close your eyes and allow his cum to paint your face. Youâre glazed in the liquid, squealing slightly at the new sensation. âYummy,â you giggle, licking your lips to gather as much of it on your tongue as possible.
Jake isnât done though, heâs fully prepared to go another round with you, but this time with his dick balls deep in you. Right as youâre about to continue, you hear the front doorbell ring.
âHello?â a customer asks, peering over the counter in search of an employee. Luckily, because youâre on the floor, youâre perfectly out of view. Jake gets an idea, immediately pulling you onto his lap and pushing your panties to the side so aggressively they rip.
âSit,â he commands, aligning his cock with your entrance. You look at him in shock and whisper shout, âthereâs a customer!â Heâs unrelenting, dragging the tip of his cock up your folds as a response. You bite your lip, accepting the challenge as you sit on his thick dick.
A small gasp escapes your mouth once you bottom out, the girth of his cock stretching your walls.
âHello? Anybody there?!â The customer shouts, tiptoeing to see behind the order window and into the kitchen. Theyâre becoming more and more impatient by the second.
You begin bouncing on Jakeâs dick, his hands leaving prints all over your dress. Youâre a whimpering mess, the stretch being both pleasureful and painful.
âCâmon, princess, is anybody there?â he taunts, sucking on the skin of your neck. You pull him in closer by his neck, moaning into his ear as quietly as possible.
âI just want a coffee!â the customer pleads, still trying to find at least one employee. Jake slaps your ass, silently instructing you to respond.
âTake a seat! Iâll be right with you,â you squeak out, trying not to sound like youâre getting your brains fucked out. Jake is satisfied with your response, arms wrapping around your waist as he pulls you down harder on him.
âYouâre making me wait for a coffee?!â
Jakeâs angles you forward so he can fuck you harder, his head resting on your chest. âIâm fixing the- fuck,â you begin, but Jake hits a spot inside of you that has you clenching around him. âWhat are you fixing?â Jake questions, loving how flustered you are.
âIâm fixing the fryer,â you spew out, the lame excuse annoying the customer further. The euphoric feeling in your pussy is enough to wash away any anxiety you feel, your walls clenching around Jake with each thrust.
âFuck, Iâm gonna cum,â he moans, his orgasm from earlier catching up to him. âCum in me,â you demand, so drunk off his dick that you donât realize what you said. The idea is enticing, so enticing that Jake doesnât second guess it either.
One last thrust has him spilling his hot seed inside of you, the warm feeling sending you over the edge shortly after.
âJust a coffee! UNBELIEVABLE.â
âIâm coming,â you yelp, as your orgasm washes over you. Youâre whimpering, moaning, and panting as you convulse around Jakeâs cock. The statement puts a smirk on his face, you were definitely coming.
Once you come down from your orgasm, Jake is pulling you off of him slowly. You look like a beautiful mess. White liquid drips from your hole down your thighs, your underwear is ripped, your dress is stained from Jakeâs oily hands, streaks of mascara run down your cheeks, your face is coated in cum, and your hair is tangled.
âGo get him his coffee,â Jake teases, watching as you slowly realize how crazy you look right now. He slaps your ass one last time before youâre hopping off of him, adjusting your dress and smoothing your hair down haphazardly.
You grab a napkin, running it across your face as you try and clean yourself up as best as possible. Itâs no use, you look a mess. Without another word, youâre stumbling out into the lobby.
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hiii! Can u write Jake Webber being absolutely pussy drunk and then reader giving him so much love it makes him emotional because heâs never been loved so muchđŤśđť

Sorry about the wait on this one needed to clear something up
Donât cry my love.
Jake Webber x Fem! Reader. Fluffy smut!
18+ MINORS DNI
Warnings: sex drunk jake! , vs face sitting! praise, use of pet names, p n v, unprotected sex ( use PROTECTION PPL) slight d/s themes, soft dom!jake
Word count:1.5k
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Y/ns pov
I was laying in mine and Jake's shared bed waiting on him to finish recording, it was probably twelve am and I could still hear him and Johnnie playing around, it didn't bother me much tho. I scrolled through my phone for a while before Jake fell on the bed beside of me âhi y/n i missed you so much while i was recording, i was thinking that we could cuddle and watch a movie for the rest of the nightâ he rambled on before i cut him off âcome on baby lay downâ
He climbed in the bed close to me as I laid my head on his chest. While he was trying to find a movie to turn on, I began to trace over his tattooed arms, this must have turned him on because he slowly shifted his bottom half away from me. I didn't pay much mind to it and I thought he was just trying to get comfortable. We laid there, and watched the movie. I shifted closer to him, throwing my leg over his crotch area, causing him to jump a bit. I could feel his arousal against my leg. I thought it would be fun to see how much I could do before he snapped.
About thirty minutes later, I had moved from using my leg to using my hand to palm him through his sleep shorts, he was letting out soft little moans, they only turned me on more. âMhmm, my love don't teaseâ he spoke, I turned to look at him his eyes held a mix of lust and love. âWhat do you mean? Iâm not doing anything wrongâ I said softly, âmhmmm, really now, nothing wrong?â He moved me from beside him so that now I was straddling him ânow you know better then to play around with me princessâ he ran his hand over the thin material of my sleep shorts. âMhmm, it seemed like you liked it. '' I slowly started rocking my hips to get some form of friction. This was short lived. âNo, I want you to completely understand and lay beside meâ his voice was soft, yet stern. Causing the warm all too familiar feeling to flood my stomach. I quickly did what he told me, throwing my clothes off to some other part of the room, then returning to lay on the bed.
He slowly climbed over me, taking off his shirt and pants leaving him in just his gray boxers âmhmm. I missed youâ I mumbled out softly feeling his hands run up my legs stopping just before he got where I wanted him âpleaseâŚJake..pleaseâ I begged, thatâs all it seemed to take, his hands worked perfectly on my skin, and I softly used his index finger to run slow soft circles around my cilt, causing me to let out a soft moan as I grabbed on to his hair. âJake..please..I need moreâ I moved slowly against his finger âmhmmm, I want you to ride my face babyâ I moaned at his words before sitting up for him to lay on the bed â you know what to do baby, I donât want any of that hovering okay?â I nodded my head âwords babyâ I put both my knees beside his head âI understand '' I softly lowered myself onto him, instantly letting out a loud moan. He continued to eat me out, his tongue touching every part of my heat, by this point I had started rocking my hips to increase the praise from him. Grabbing a handful of his hair, my moans were loud, mixed with the grown every now and then from Jake. âI-Iâm close..Jake please donât stopâ he brought one finger to my very wet hole, softly pushing it in and out âcome on baby, cum for meâ he went back to eating me out, within moments I felt the knot in my stomach unraveling, he didnât stop, he continued âJake- please! Ahâ I went to speak but he just pushed another finger into me now curling them, I softly shifted down from his face, so that I could lay on his chest as he continued to finger me. âJake..Iâm close again..â I moaned against his neck, âare you? Is my pretty little girl about to cum for me? Go ahead pretty girlâ and with his permission and praise my legs shook and I reached my orgasm again. âMhmm thank youâŚthank you so much my loveâ I stuttered out
I gave myself a few moments. I looked up at him âmhmm baby, can I ride something elseâ I asked with a smile. He looked at me with a curious expression âwhat do you mean darling?â I giggled as i pulled him up to a sitting position âmhmm I just want to make you feel goodâ I trailed my hand from his neck making sure to run my fingers over his newly pierced nipples causing him to let a soft shaky breath, I place small kisses on his neck, trailing down his body before stopping and coming back to kiss him. As we kissed I worked on getting his final layer of clothing off, his dick quickly hitting his stomach âoooâ I cooed at him before once more running my fingers down his chest. âYou're so handsome, I donât know how I won in life to be with youâ I told him softly getting closer to his dick. I ran my finger down each and every vein, teasing his tip every now and again watching as he threw his head back in pleasure âmhmm baby.. you like that?â I asked in a almost fake innocence âdont tease y/nâ I giggle softly âoh so you would rather me do this? Hmmâ I take his dick into my hand pumping it quickly âa-y/n..â he softly lifted his head to look at me âmhmmâ
I lifted my self so that I could align him with myself, I lowered myself on this him. He pushed his hips to mine, causing a loud moan to fall from my mouth âJake, thatâs..thatâs not fairâ I could barely get my words out âlet..let me make you feel good pleaseâ I asked while moaning. He was always focused on my pleasure, never his own. âMhmm okay, okay my loveâ he muttered out as he relaxed against the bed. I quickly bottomed out on him, softly gridding. His hands quickly found my hips as I showed him with praise. âYou look so hot, you feel so goodâ I told him as I quicked myself feeling my own orgasam come closer âmhmmm, Jake, baby im closeâ i started to lift my hips higher and come back down. I soon reached my orgasm, tho I continued to ride him trough it âmhmm, baby, you just came, you, you can stopâ he let out soft moans and I just continued.
He soon got close to his own release I could tell by the way his dick twitched inside of me âclose, y/n baby..Iâm closeâ i only rocked my hips faster âim on my pill babyâ is all i had to say, he let out another soft moan before finishing inside of me.
We laid there for a bit before I softly moved off him âIâll get a towel to cleanâ he went to get up but I softly pushed him down âIâll taking care tonightâ his eyes softened as he nodded. I slowly got up to get things for us to clean up with. It wasnât long before I climbed back into bed to my Boyfriend âHi darlingâ I looked at him with a soft smile âhi my loveâ he instantly pulled me into a hug. âBaby I need to clean you upâ he only shook his head âaww, baby are you a bit pussy drunk? Is that what it isâ he only nodded into my neck. We laid there talking about all kinds of things once he finally let me clean him up.
âI love you Jake, I love you so much you have no idea how perfect you are, how funny, and smart, and caring you areâ I told him softly âyou really think that?â He turned to look at me, I looked at him with a face of almost shock âof course i do darling, look at you, you are so pretty, you care about everyone, you are so funny, so sweet, and you can do some pretty crazy things with those fingersâ I giggled at the last part. I looked at him, his eyes full of tears âare you crying?!â I asked âmaybe just a little bitâ he said pulling me by my waist closer to him. I placed a small kiss on his lips âdonât cry my loveâ
This took so long to write and literally sucks
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this is everything. please i need it now.
can you do something where jakeâs gf struggles with depression, and he helps her feel better? tysm đđ¤

Prompt: Reader is texting their best friend about how insecure they feel and [whoever] oversees.
This is going to be kinda sad, but i promise itâll get spicy.
Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, talk of insecurities, reader being upset, Jake comforts reader, unprotected sex, oral (f rec), hair pulling, biting, kissing, scratching, creampie, breeding kink, fluff mixed with filth
Word count: 2.6k | not edited
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The last few days have been exhausting, mainly because youâve been acting like everything is fine - when in reality, you felt like you would explode if you looked at yourself in a mirror.
You havenât taken selfies in weeks.
Youâve denied brand deals because of how ugly your brain is making you feel, but you got scolded for not posting enough so you had to, forcibly? kick it into high gear and that helped matters in absolutely no way.
And - when youâre an influencer who is also dating another influencer, it seems like youâre always on camera in some kind of way.
The last few days, the only time you really got to break down and feel all the sadness youâve been hiding, is when you can sneak away from Jakeâs grasp in the middle of the night and take a shower.
You felt horrible for keeping it from him, but you just felt like it was repetitive and you didnât want to get on his nerves more than you felt you already do.
But luckily, your best friend, Gwenyth, is there to save the day.
Sheâs always telling you how much Jake loves you, and you know he does. You knew everything she tells you is true, you just need to get yourself to actually believe it.
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You came to a party with Jake, it was just a small one, but you still didnât want to be here.
And that was obvious, as you were sat over by the fireplace, knees to your chest as you gently scratched the head of the random cat thatâs curled up at your feet.
Y/n, Jake absolutely adores you. I promise you he wonât get annoyed by you saying something, Gwenyth texts, You have to give yourself a break, youâve been working non stop these last few weeks and I feel like thatâs a big part of your issue.
You sigh, bringing your hand up to text, youâve had a few drinks so your motions are kind of sluggish, Jake calls me beautiful like itâs my name, G. I love him so much, I just feel like such a burden when I walk up to him and basically fish for compliments.
You take a sip of your drink, going back to petting the cat as you wait for Gwenythâs text. Youâve been texting for probably the last half hour and most of it consisted on comparing yourself to the other girls who are there at this party.
That ties into why feeling like this, also makes you feel like Jake will leave you for someone prettier, and you just donât know how to say something like that to him.
You look down, bringing your phone up as her text comes through, Its genuinely affecting you, y/n. You have absolutely no reason to hate yourself, you are gorgeous, trust me. You wouldnât have Jake if you werenât sexy as fuck, I mean look at him.
You smirk slightly, shaking your head as you take a sip of your drink. You jump slightly when you see Jake starting to sit down next to you.
You lock your phone quickly and put on a smile as you look up at him, âHey baby. Whatcha doinâ?â
He smiles, âI was actually coming over here to ask you that, actually.â He motions to the cat, âWhoâs this?â
You shrug, âI donât know, he just walked up to me and laid at my feet.â
Jake laughs slightly and you can tell thereâs something on his mind. You tilt your head, reaching up to run a hand through his hair, âWhatâs going on?â
He nods as he moves to stand up, âCâmon.â He holds his hand out and you look down to grab your stuff before moving the cat from your shoes.
You take Jakeâs hand and stand up, and as soon as youâre on your feet, his arms are around your waist and youâre pulled into his body.
âJake?â You whisper, arms moving to wrap around his neck, âAre you okay? Whatâs-â
His lips cut your words by crashing onto yours. His hands slide up your body and he cups your jaw, fingers laying over your neck and ears, âYou are fucking perfect in every single way, you hear me?â
You nod and he kisses your cheek, âIâm taking you home, and Iâm going to show you every single thing I love about you and tell you why.â
You squeeze your thighs together, letting out a whimper at his words and he smirks, âCome on.â
âArenât we saying bye?â You ask and Jake laughs, âFuck that. I got more important shit to tend to right now.â
His arm snakes around your waist as he pulls you with him, leading you to his car, âI really like this dress on you.â
Jake bites his lip as he watches you get in, your tits bouncing as you sit down onto the seat. Jake nods, smacking his lips, âYeah. I love this fucking dress on you.â
You look up at him as he closes the door and you smile, eyes following him as he walks around to the drivers seat, âyou are so fucking beautiful.â
You smirk, âYou didnât tell me why you like my dress.â
He taps the steering wheel and gasps, âFuck, my bad. Alright. Your tits-â his eyes move down to your chest, â-bounce- I mean.. look so good in it.â
You can feel your cheeks heating up and you shake your head, âSeen my texts with Gwenyth?â
âSheâs right you know. Iâm actually obsessed with you, like.. I canât go a day without kissing or even talking to you.â Jake reaches over, pulling you into him, âI promise you, as long as youâre fully in it with me, Iâm fully in it with you.â
You can feel your eyes burning, but you hold back the tears, âOf course I am.â You close the space, âNow take me home and love on me.â
He nods, âAnything for you, my girl.â
You smile, Jake was always the key to calming you down, grounding you when you got too worked up about things.
But for some reason, you canât fight back the tears and as Jake comes to a stop, he looks over at you, âWhoa, hey. Sweetheart. Talk to me.â
He squeezes your hand and you gasp, âI-i am my own biggest hater.â
Jake nods his head, his fingers pressing into the back of your hand as he squeezes your hand harder, âI understand what you mean, baby. I think weâre all our own worst critic in certain ways.â
âI just..â you take a deep breath, wiping your tears away with the back of your free hand, âI just, I feel so bad when I get like this because I donât want to annoy you-â
âWhoa, whoa.â Jake holds his hand up for a second, âYou donât ever annoy me. So far in our relationship, the two years that weâve been together, you havenât annoyed me once.â
You feel a smile creep into your face before you look down, âI think thatâs just one of the biggest flaws with dating me.â You look up and out the window.
âWhatâs that, babe?â Jake glances over at you and you laugh slightly, âI need a lot of reassurance and I also have anxiety about it so I just working myself to where I think youâre going to find someone prettier than me a l-â
Enough was already said.
Jake pulls into the driveway and stops the car.
Perfect timing, right.
âYou think thereâs some out out there prettier than you?â Jake raises his brows and shakes his head, âNah, nah. Câmere.â
He wiggles his fingers as he leans in to rest his elbow on the console, his hand lying on your neck before brushing your hair back, âDonât ever think that. There is no one I would rather be with, okay? I have the most fun with you.â
He rests his forehead against yours, âYou..are the absolute love of my life and once we get in here, Iâm going to enjoy proving that little voice in your head wrong.â
You canât help but smile and nod, allowing him to peck your lips one last time before he gets out and quickly moves around to open your door.
Itâs not long before youâre inside and heâs kisses along your jaw as he backs you towards the couch. You look up at him as he has you sit down.
Your eyes follow him as he sits next to you, hand stroking the bare skin of your thigh as he leans in to kiss down your neck.
You let out a sigh, moving to place a hand on his chest as he sucks a purple mark into your skin.
Jakeâs voice is low, âI love your skin and how soft it is under my lips.â
You slide your hand up, moving it through his hair, âI love you, Jake.â You whimper out, spreading your thighs as you feel his hand slide down between them.
âI love how you are mine. I love how eager you are for me.â He groans against your skin as he slips a finger into your panties and feels how wet he has you, âI love this fucking pussy..â
His lips trail down your neck, â..love how wet you get for me.â He glides a finger up and down your slit slowly, stopping for a second before pushing it in.
âOnly you.â You moan out, turn your head to kiss him, âalways you.â
Your lips move together in a sloppy, yet heated motion as he adds a second finger, âI love how much youâre mine.â
He curls his fingers upward, drawing out a whine from you and he chuckles slightly, âI always have to tell myself..â he kisses your cheek a few times, fingers still working inside of you, âThat youâre mine because I just..â
He groans into your neck, pushing his clothed bulge against your thigh, âYouâre fucking insane to me.â He kisses over your collar bone, âThe noises you make, fuck. I zone out during videos because Iâll remember how good you looked on top of me the night before.â
âOr even right before you film.â You mumble out, gasping as you feel yourself working towards your peak pleasure.
âMm.â Jake hums, âSuch a naughty girl sometimes.â He glances down at his fingers, âThink you can take a third?â
You start nodding before he even finishes his sentence and all he can do is smirk before leaning in and pressing his lips to your neck, âI love seeing how much you can take.â
You gasp, eyes rolling back as you feel his ring finger slip in against his two others, âFuck, Jake.â You lift your head, staring down at his fingers sliding in and out of you.
âI fucking love how your pussy squeezes my fingers.â He groans as he ruts his bulge against your thigh again, âItâs even better when my dick is in there, isnât it?â
You moan loudly, hips rolling forward, âY-yes. Yes. P-please.â
âCum for me first.â He crashes his lips onto yours, fingers pushing and pulling you towards what you feel your body craving.
âKeep talking.â You breathe out, walls clenching and unclenching around his fingers as your breathing grows faster.
âFuck.â Jake groans, âI love everything about you. I love how Iâm who knows you. Knows your body..â he bites down on his lip, resting his head against yours, âinside and out.â
You tangle your fingers in his hair, moaning out loudly as your nails dig into the soft surface of the cushion below you, âS-so so close.â
âI love how your face scrunches up with pleasure when I touch you.â Jake continues, âHow your moans get all high pitched when you cum.â
Instantly, those high pitched moans are let loose as your orgasm is guided through by his fingers.
Your hand wraps around his wrist and your back arches off the couch, âFuck, fuck, fuck. Yesyesyes!â
âDo you love it when I make you feel good?â Jake asks lowly as you whimper at the loss of his fingers.
You nod, looking over at him, slightly dazed from your orgasm, âYes.â
He kisses your forehead before pulling you to lay on the couch. He moves between your legs and smirks, âI love making you feel good.â
You smirk as you watch his hands move to undo his jeans, pushing them down along with his boxers to allow his cock to spring free.
He leans down, one hand above your head on the arm of the couch and his other hooked under your one knee, âI love watching the way your pussy swallows my cock.â
You gasp, looking down just as he slips his cock into you. Your eyes rolling back as you let out a loud gasp, head falling back as he thrusts in deeper.
âYou are the only one I want.â Jake whispers in your ear, âYou are the only one I need.â
He lets go of your leg and reaches up to turn your head towards him, âIâm yours.â
You gasp quietly as you pull him closer to you. He smirks, his thrusts slow down and he bites his lip, âSay it.. say that Iâm yours.â
âYouâre mine.â You whisper out and Jake nods, âFuck yeah. Louder baby, câmon.â
You tangle your fingers in his hair and look at him, âYouâre mine.â
âAlways.â He kisses your lips, thrusts picking up to a faster pace that has you squealing beneath him, âThatâs it baby.â Jake pants out, âDoes that feel good?â
You let out a loud moan, back arching off the couch as you nod, âYes, yes.â You squeeze his cock with your walls and he groans, âOne more time.â
âCum in me.â
âYeah? Want me to fill you, huh?â Jake groans lowly in your ear and you melt into him even more, âYes.â You shine, âPlease, please please.â
âMake you a mama.â Jake moans, pushing his cock deeper into you, âA sexy fucking mama. Fuck.â
You moan, coming undone around him once again, âFuck, please, Jake.â You look up at him, whimpering as you feel his cock twitch, âyes d-daddy.â
âOh fuck.â Jake groans as he grips your hip, moaning as his cock pumps his cum into you. He looks down at you, smirking as he leans in for a kiss, âI love how youâre just as insane as I am.â
You smirk and shrug, âWeâre made for each other.â
Jakeâs jaw drops slightly and he nods, âYouâre damn right.â He leans in, pressing a kiss to your lips before he stands up to lead you upstairs to clean up.
âI meant everything I said.â
You look up at him, âI know.â
He tilts his head as he sits down on the bed next to you, âDo you? I want you to know that you are who I want to eventually spend the rest of my life with.â He stands up, still not dressed and you shake your head, âJake, what are you doing?â
âI wasnât..â Jake says, but pauses as he rummages through his dresser drawers, âShit.â He bends down to pick up a pair of shorts he threw down and he puts them.
âJake?â You go to get up but he stops you, âDonât. You stay right there.â
He leaves the room and you manage to throw on a t shirt and shorts before he comes back and he instantly walks over to you and drops down to know knee, âWhy not start the rest of our lives together now?â
You look from the ring between his fingers and to him, âyes.â
âYes?â
You nod, âYes!â
âYes!â Jake yells standing up. He pushes the ring onto your finger and pulls you into him, âFucking, hell yes.â
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TRIGGER WARNING: This one shot will contain mentions of a knife. If you are at all uncomfortable with that type of thing - PLEASE SKIP THIS CHAPTER!
Summary: Anon request - "Jake smut with knife kink????"
Warnings: SMUT18+, KNIFE PLAY!, strong language, teasing, hair pulling, scratching, biting, dirty pet names, unprotected sex, begging, praising, use of a knife during sex, maybe some breeding kink, filth.
Word count: 3.9k | not edited
I will going off the 'trying every fast food fried chicken sandwich' video on Johnnie's channel, but I will be adding some stuff to make you fit into the story - but I did shorten it a lot to not make it as long. Enjoy !
You sat in the chair behind the camera as Jake and Johnnie prepared to start recording. You and Jake had plans to hang out, but he totally forgot he already had a date with Johnnie to rate chicken on a scale of one through five.
"Have you ever wanted a chicken sandwich-"Jake cuts Johnnie off, "yeah." Johnnie continues, "well now you can-"
Jake stares into the cameras trying not to laugh, "yes."
"Well today -"
Jake interrupts him again, " yep."
Johnnie says nothing else as he leans over and grabs, what looks to be the handle of a knife. You and Jake both stare at him as he struggles to open it. You watch as Jake closes his mouth and reaches over to take it from Johnnie's grasp.
In one swift flick, the silver blade pops through, revealing its sharpness. Johnnie raises his hands, "Okay. Okay. Take it easy."
You felt relieved that Jake was staring at Johnie while holding it because that gave you time to get your cheeks back to a normal color. That was one of the hottest things you've seen Jake do, even if it was just as simple as him opening that knife.
It still got your mind going and blood pumping a mile a minute.
Jake glances at you as he sets the open knife on the table and you smile at him, sitting up as he looks away because a nasty and dangerous, yet super sexy thought, sneaks its way into your mind.
You don't even know how Jake would react to what you just thought of, but you knew that you weren't going to stop thinking about it until you got an answer from him.
You pull yourself from your thoughts and wind up listening to a very strange, yet normal Jake and Johnnie, comment, "..and and we're gonna be putting lots of meat in our mouth and we're-"
Your weird look turns into quiet laughter behind your hand as you watch Jake's face change quickly into a caught off guard confused stare.
He blinks a few times and looks at you and just shakes his head as Johnnie continues to ramble on. Then, the conversation turns into dissecting frogs before Johnnie says something about his merch.
"I'm proud to be an Americas favorite lady.." Johnnie sings and you just stare, thinking about why you agreed to sit in on this when you knew it was going to be hard to be quiet.
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"Alright, the first one we're trying is- mm-blah- uh- fuck." Johnnie looks down and Jake points to him, "Ha. You stuttered this time. Ha, ha."
You watch as Jonnie stares at the table for a few seconds in silence before he reaches for the knife again, and your eyes instantly move to Jake.
Jake watches as Johnnie struggles again and you pull your bottom lip between your teeth as Jake reaches over, waiting to watch his thumb slide up to open it once again.
"It's got a child lock on it." Jonnie says right before Jake takes it from him, popping the blade out of the top.
You don't know why, but you are so turned on by Jake opening the knife. You thought the first time was bad, but the more he does it, the more you feel like you can't breathe.
Jake closes the knife and hands it back to Johnnie, watching as he finally figures out how to open it. Jake raises his hand as he laughs, "Okay, okay. Now I'm scared."
Jake glances over at you and back to Johnnie, "Now I'm scared."
"Who stuttered what?" Johnnie asks in a funny voice and you can't help but laugh.
"Let me see that." Jake says and your eyes snap back to his hand that's reaching out for it, "Let me see that."
"Wait wait wait." Johnnie says and Jake drops his hand, "Come on. It's not a toy."
"Well it's real, it's dangerous, and illegal." Johnnie says and that just fuels the fire.
You watch as Jake takes the knife, laughing as he sets it down. You look up, eyes meeting his as he sets it down and you tilt your head with a smile.
He squints his eyes, picking up that there's something going on with you and you cross your leg over the other as you lean back against the wall.
He smirks slightly before going back to doing the video.
Every time Jake laughs, you smile because it's like you fall in love with him all over again, even the weird comments, you can't help but love him more.
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You have your head resting on the wall, watching Jake do his reviews when all of a sudden your eyes go wide and your hand slaps over your mouth.
Jake looks at you, tilting his head before looking over his shoulder.
"Hello!" Johnnie, or as you call it, his alter ego, Timmy yells. Jake's eyes go wide and he snaps his head back to you, "Oh.. my god."
Jake covers his mouth as Johnnie walks up, grabbing the sandwich, "Chicken sandwiiiiich." He screams as he clings to it for dear life.
Jake's hand is still over his mouth, "Oh my god. No way."
Johnnie continues to scream before taking an obnoxiously loud bite. Your hand slowly moves off of your mouth as you try to contain in the laughter.
You were super turned on, ready for this video to be done, but now thanks to Timmy, you were no longer focused on Jake dragging a knife across your neck.
"Holy shit." Jake lays a hand on his chest and drags it down to drop it into his lap as Johnnie slowly walks up to him, "If I just sit still, he won't know I'm here."
Your eyes flick back and forth from him to Johnnie, "oh my god. This isn't real." You whisper into your hand, "Holy fuck."
It's quiet, all but the sound of Johnnie eating as he walks up to Jake. Jake's eyes are on you, fighting to not look at Johnnie.
Johnnie leans down, "Want eat?"
Jake laughs, "No." he turns his head to look at Johnnie, "Get back." Johnnie moves back and yells something that's muffled by the food in his mouth before touchdown slamming the sandwich onto the floor.
Jake's mouth drops as he leans over, looking at you for help. You shrug, "I don't know what you want me to do. We just have to.. wait it out."
Johnnie leaves the room and you sit there staring at Jake, "What the fuck was that?" You watch as his fingers drag on the table against the knife and he looks up at you, "I'm going to stab him."
You laugh slightly, "Oh my g- Jake. No you're not going to stab him. He can't help it." You hold back your laughter as Johnnie walks back into the room.
And that feeling you had before returns, all it took was for him to touch the knife.
"Anyways." Johnnie says walking back into the room, like nothing even happened.
Which makes it a lot funnier.
You lean back against the wall, falling back into your thoughts after Johnnie's little Timmy outburst.
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Johnnie picks up a hammer, holding it up and Jake quickly picks up the knife, giving you a quick glance.Â
You bite down on your lip, watching as he brings it up and opens it with no trouble.
You wanted him. And you wanted him to play with it, press it up against your neck.
Drag it down your body.
You wanted him to tease you with it.
Do whatever he wanted to you with it.
You never thought you'd bring a knife into sexual pleasure, but hey. Things can change, right?
A short time later, they wrap up the video and Jake stands up, "I hope you know you're cleaning this up yourself."
"What? Why?" Johnnie groans with a laugh, "No, don't answer that. I had an outburst didn't I?" He hangs his head and sighs loudly.
"I swear to god you're schizophrenic." Jake shakes his head and turns to face you, "Ready to hang out?" You nod, "Yeah, but first.." you lean around him and grab the knife off the table, "Close this for me."
He gives you a confused look but complies, taking the knife from your hand, closing it with ease, "Can I as-"
You cut him off, "Not here."
He tilts his head, "You're being weird."
You roll your eyes, "If anyone's weird here it's-"
Johnnie lets out a random scream and Jake spins you around, "Let's get out of here before he sees us." He pushes you forward and you walk out laughing.
Jake lays his arm over your shoulder, "So are you going to tell me what's brewin' in that noggin of yours.. or do I have to guess?"
You bite your lip, resting your head back onto his arm, "I mean, you can guess."
"Does it involve sexy time?" He wiggles his brows and you laugh, "that's not a guess, but yes, babe."
He pushes open his door and walks you in, turning around to close it.
"Okay. I'm just.." you sigh, looking up at him, "I'm just going to say it because it's a pretty.. wild request."
He holds up the closed knife in his hand, "It doesn't have anything to do with this.." he dangles the knife in his fingers, "..does it?"
You bite your lip, locking your hands together behind your back, "I told you it was a wild request."
He purses his lips together, eyes moving to the object in his hand, "You.." he laughs slightly, looking back to you, "You want me.." he points to the knife, "To do.. what exactly?"
"I'm not asking you to stab me, Jake. Just.." you walk up and take the knife from his hand. You try to get it open, "there really is a child lock on this isn't there."
Jake smirks and takes the knife from your hand, holding it up between your bodies and he flicks it open.
Your eyebrows raise and you bite your lip, "Uh huh." You nod, "You are so hot when you do that."
He smirks, looking away and back to you with a smile, "Oh shucks." He raises his shoulders and tilts his head all cute.
You move closer to him, wrapping your hand around his wrist, "I just.." your eyes move from the knife in his hand, up to his eyes, "I want you to, I don't know, intimidate me with it.. tease me with it."
"Isn't.. this a little bit dangerous?" He stares down at you and you shrug with a slight smile, "I mean, yes it's dangerous." You grab his shirt and move closer to him, "But that's what makes it fun right?"
A smirk toys with his lips as he brushes hair from your face, "I don't want to hurt you."
"You won't. I trust you." You tilt your head back, "We don't have to if-"
The sudden gentle graze of the blade across your cheek shuts you up instantly.
Jake's eyes bounce from your eyes to the knife resting on your cheek, "You know.. you have such an angel face." He bites his bottom lip, "But these thoughts you have, baby.. they're the devils thoughts."
He bends down, quickly lifting you up. Your legs circle his waist and you look down at him, "Only for you, baby."
He smirks, "I sure hope so."
He walks you over to his bed, moving his hand with the knife before letting you fall backwards onto the bed, "What do you want me to do?"
You lean up onto your elbows, "You're holding the knife, babe. You're in control."
"Oh shit. Okay." He laughs slightly and twirls it in his fingers, "if I see blood." He points the blade towards you, "I'm stopping."
"Deal." You smile and lay back, watching as he moves in between your knees after taking off his shirt. He drops his hand, dragging the point of the blade gently down your fishnet covered thigh.
He reaches up to undo your jean shorts, slowly pulling them down your legs until they're off and dropped to the floor.
You watch as he picks up the knife, slipping the sharp side of the blade against each thin piece of fishnet, cutting all the way up to your hip.
He moves to the other side, "I hope you didn't like these."
"I have more." You glance up at him, biting your lip as you feel the loose fabric sliding off your legs. He moves up, leaning down to press his lips against yours.
"How do you-" you reach over, pulling his hand with the knife over, "Just.. like. This." You lay the blade against your neck, "Just enough pressure for me to feel it."
"You're fucking crazy." He smirks and you tilt your head back, "You love it."
"I love you." He pulls the knife away, crashing his lips into yours. Your lips move in sync as his hand slips under your shirt, a small moan slipping from your lips as his fingers twist and pull at your nipple.
"Please don't tease." You whimper out.
He sits up and pushes your shirt up. He reaches over picking up the knife and dragging it down your torso, "I thought that's what you wanted?"
You fight back a smirk, knowing he's right, "Mhm."
He smirks, slipping it into the thick band of the fishnets, "Thought so."
With a swift swipe up, the band splits. He finishes cutting the fishnets and pushes the loose pieces away.
He spreads your legs more and you bite your lip as you feel the blade rest against your clothed pussy. Your eyes lock onto his and he drags it down, "Jake.."
Your words are barely audible, "P-please."
Your adrenaline was pumping. Any second that blade could puncture your skin, but the amount of trust you have for Jake, especially when it comes to you, make it even better.
"Please what, baby?" He drags the knife gently down the inside of your thigh, "Where do you want it?"
"Anywhere.." You breathe out, "I just.." you whimper as he presses the flat side against your clit, tapping a few times. He tilts his head, continuing to tap, "You just what, baby?"
"I need you." You move your hips slightly, "Please."
He leans down, kissing up your torso, "Fine." He rolls over, sitting his back against the headboard, "But you're ridin'."
You sit up, slipping your shirt up over your head, "okay." You smirk at him, kicking off the torn fishnets before moving up to straddle him.
He reaches behind you, making sure to gently drag the blade down your spine. You arch your back slowly, pushing your chest out and he kisses in between your boobs.
"You are so fucking hot." His other hand moves to grip your ass, squeezing before sliding it around to pull the band of your panties outward.
He drags the knife over your hip before slicing the band of your panties. You watch as he moves to the other side, cutting it and letting it fall between your legs.
He looks your body up and down and slides his hand up your back, gripping the back of your neck before pulling you in for a kiss.
Your hands move to the sides of his neck as you grind down on him, earning a low groan.
Your hands slide down, undoing his jeans before moving off of him so he can kick them off. He moves his boxers down and pulls you back over, "I hope you know, I love watching you ride me."
He spits into his hand, moving it down to rub the outside of your pussy. You moan, gripping his shoulders as his fingers move to rub circles on your clit, "Fuck."
He moves his hand to hold his cock steady, "go ahead babe."
You let out a loud moan, clenching around him as you sink down onto him. Your moan is cut short by a gasp from the knife against your neck.
"Why didn't I think of this?" Jake groans as you slowly move up and down, "This is fucking.." he groans, eyes gawking at the knife pressing against your skin, "Do you like it?"
You moan out, "Yes, yes."
"Tell me what you like, babe." Jake moves his hips upward and you sigh, "I love how you hold this knife against my skin."
"You look so fucking hot." He drags the knife down your neck and over your boob. He moves with your motions, pressing it a little harder into your skin.
You let out an excited whimper as you dig your nails into his shoulders, biting your lip as you roll your hips into his, "Jake.." you moan out, "You feel so good."Â
He tilts his head back and you act quick, taking the knife from his hand and pressing it against his neck. His eyes widen slightly as his hands move to grip both of  your hips, "Fuck." He swallows, keeping his jaw up, "You're such a demon."Â
You giggle slightly, a moan following quick as you sink all the way down, letting his cock rest inside of you, "You're so hot." You lean in, pressing your lips to his as you gently drag the knife down his skin. You replace the blade with your lips, sucks a mark into his skin which earns a low groan from his lips.Â
He slides his hands up to the front of your shoulders, pushing you back as he leans forward. He pins your wrist down by your head before he starts thrusting into you, "Fucking shit."Â
You arch your back, moaning loudly as your legs tighten over his thighs, "J-Jake." You gasp, "So c-close."Â
He slips his hand up, taking the knife back into his possession. He leans down, holding up his weight on his forearm as he drags the knife down the side of your torso, "Cum for me."Â
Your breathing shutters as the knife grazes over your skin. Your eyes roll back as you tilt your head back, whining loudly as he kisses down your neck, biting and nipping at your skin. He proceeded to give you a matching hicky, groaning lowly as he feels you tense around him.Â
You let out a loud moan, digging your nails into his back as you cum. His thrusts slow down as he guides you through your high and then come to a stop, "Hands and knees baby."Â
Jake pulls out, sitting all the way up to watch you lazily roll over. He lays a hand on your hip, biting his lip as his eyes gaze down to your soaked pussy on display, "You're so fucking wet." He brings the knife up, dragging it down over your ass and tapping it gently against your pussy.Â
You gasp, trying not to move. Your fingers ball up the comforter underneath you, whimpering as you grow more impatient for him to be inside of you again.
"Please.. you whimper out, "Jake.." your words are breathless and Jake loves it.Â
"Please what?" He moves the knife up, dragging it down over your other cheek.Â
You sigh, "I need you."Â
He rises up to lean down, pressing his lips against your shoulder, "I want to cum in you so bad. Fill you up completely." He groans at his own words, "Fuck, you would look so sexy pregnant."Â
Jake has never said anything like that before. You guys were always careful, you didn't think he was thinking about anything like that.Â
"W-what?" You ask, making sure you heard him correctly.Â
"You heard me." He leans up, dragging the knife down your spine as he moves his hips to rub the tip of his cock against your pussy, "Would you like that?"Â
You push your hips back, biting your lip as you try and think, but your mind is so scrambled right now, "I-I-" you gasp as he thrusts into you, knife pressing into your skin, "Yes."Â
"Yes what, y/n?" Jake reaches up, gathering your loose hair into his hand, "want me to cum in that pretty pussy of yours?"Â
You nod against the hold he has on your hair, letting out a whine when he pulls harder, "Fuck, yes. Yes. Yes!"Â
Jake bites his lip harder as he starts thrusting, groaning as he watches you push your hips back to meet his thrusts.
He drops the knife, moving his now free hand to grip your ass, "That's it."
He lets go of your hair, moving it back to lay on your hip, fingertips digging hard into your skin, âFuck, Iâm so fucking close baby.â
You moan in response, moving your hips up and down repeatedly until he grabs them, pulling you fully down onto him as he pushes all the way in.
You squeeze his cock, moaning as you feel him coating the inside of your pussy white.
âFuck.â He sighs, âThat was surprisingly fun.â
You laugh as you lay down on his bed, âIt was.â You look back at him, watching as he picks the knife up to close it.
âOpen it, again.â You bite your lip as you watch him smirk, switching the blade open, âWanna see me do it again?â He jokes, but you nod, âI could watch you do it all day.â
âReally?â He asks with a laugh, âWhatâs so hot about it?â
You sit up, âJust you.. and that knife.. it just.. gets me going.â He moves to stand in front of you, resting the blade under your chin, âYou know I canât let Johnnie touch this again, right?â
âI would hope not.â You smile and lick your lips, âThat would be kinda weird now that itâs been on .. places.â
Jake laughs and closes the knife, âYeah, thatâs going to the dresser drawer with its new friends.â He walks over, opening the drawer that you store all of your other sex toys in.
You shake your head, âIâm stealing a shirt.â
âYeah, take whatever you want babe.â Jake smiles at you as he shuts the drawer. As you go through his closet, thereâs a knock on the door, âJake, whereâs your knife? I want to practice opening it. I can beat that fucking child lock.â
You and Jake lock eyes and itâs instant laughter.
Johnnie is silent for a few moments, âYou didnât have to laugh at me, holy shit.â
âSorry Johnnie.. that knife is out of commission.â Jake yells as he tries not to laugh.
âAw, did you break it? Stupid fuck.â Johnnie yells and Jake sighs, âYouâre the stupid fuck, but yeah I guess I broke it.â
Jake looks at you, shaking his head as he smirks.
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