Pairing: BestfriendJake x BestfriendReader
Summary: you’re left alone on a remote beach with your longtime friend Jake when jokes of skinny dipping manifest into reality, your physical bond finally reflecting your emotional bond.
Contains: Mentions and descriptions of weed, mentions of alcohol, no protection (at ur own risk), skinny dipping, kissing, groping, thigh fucking, pnv, creampie, brief mentions of choking (no actual choking), rough sex, sex on the beach, sex on a balcony. !Friends to Lovers!
It was the kind of pain you missed once your body instinctively pulled away. The burning sun reached for your eyes through their lids, painting your gaze with the most gorgeous hue of persimmon.
Your cheek rested on the open frame where the window once was, as the June breeze played with your hair. The car soared to a destination you and your friends had been dreaming about throughout the long and miserable months that snailed behind summer.
Every gust of wind took your breath away and sang in your ears. All of your favourite sensations had begun to transcend your mind, though it was abruptly pulled back to earth with a rigid nudge to your arm that left a dull ache.
Jungwon’s round doting eyes met yours with an eager smile plastered across his face, you swore you could see all of his thirty-something teeth on display.
He redirected your long lost attention to a conversation that you were apparently involved in while never once being tuned in.
“What about you?” He asked eagerly, as if he genuinely believed you had been paying attention with your head hanging midway out of the window.
You looked at him with a half-smile and raised your eyebrows cluelessly, hoping he was about to add onto the question.
Jungwon dramatically slouched in his seat, turning his head back to the windshield before speaking out to the rest of the car “She wasn’t even paying attention”.
“I could’ve told you that” Jay chipped in with a knowing tone from the driver's seat.
You threw your head back, surrendering. There was a moment of hesitation before you spoke, partially because of your lack of willpower to engage in any playful banter and partially because you wanted to get back to having your breath taken by the wind and gazing up at the clouds from your warm seat.
“Sorry” you stretched the ending sound in attempts to appease the sulking boy.
“Tell me, I’m listening now” You lazily asked.
Jungwon sat back up from his curled up sitting position to bring you back into the conversation but
Sunoo’s voice chimed in from the third set of seats behind you before Jungwon could get the words out.
“Desert Island!” He exclaimed. “But this time you gotta pick three objects and one person to bring”.
“I can pick anyone in the whole world?” You very briefly paused.
Sunoo’s lips shaped to start speaking but you interrupted him before he could get a word out, “I pick a plane and a pilot, boom”.
“Here she goes—” Jungwon sighed while Sunoo’s voice overlapped his.
“No, Someone in this car” he said while huffing out laughs between his words.
You slowly shifted your centre to face the back set of seats Sunoo was leaning from as your eyes narrowed, shooting him a look of unenthusiasm. “Sorry but what use are any of you to me on a deserted island?”.
Suddenly, a sharp chuckle erupted from the passenger seat.
You could see Jake cover his mouth as he rocked forward into his laugh. Ni-ki and Jungwon let out soft hums of amusement, mostly due to Jake’s unexpected outburst.
Your relationship with the boys as you know it today, was formed over the course of several years of getting close to each of them individually.
You met Jay first, 5 or so years ago, on a cruise with your family.
You had just got out of your first real relationship and weren’t the slightest bit interested in being anywhere other than your bed.
It didn’t help that your parents picked the cheapest one, which meant the cruise was occupied by predominantly elderly couples. But to your pleasant surprise, you were not the only teen disappointed to be on a ship full of seniors.
You spent most of your time with the only group of people on the cruise within your age bracket, all of you deciding to stick together out of desperation to have somewhat of a good time.
Out of the 15 of them, nearly all of which you could not remember the faces or names of to save your life, Jay was the only person you actually vibed with.
Throughout hangouts you wandered off together, laughed with each other, and talked a bunch of shit about the rest of the obnoxious kids with one another.
By the time your family cruise was over, he was the only person you gave your number out to, and surprisingly, continued speaking frequently to, even as the summer ended and the seasons changed.
Despite being far from one another, you and Jay stayed close, and after several months of friendship, he came to visit your city.
It wasn’t for you per-say, but whenever there were discussions of a boys trip amongst him and his friends, he was quick to mention your city and boast about it like it was worthy of a first place spot on anyone's bucket list.
That’s how you met Heeseung, Sunghoon, and Jungwon. It took the first two days of their trip for the three of you to click.
You took them all to your favourite places; rooftops, parks, and bars you knew the bouncers working would barely glance at IDs.
Heeseung and Jungwon were more outgoing than Sunghoon but none of them were ever hesitant to treat you kindly, a friend of Jay’s was a friend of theirs as they would say.
That saying became more real the longer the trip went on. You bonded with Heeseung over music taste and your drive to be influential people one day and Jungwon was incredibly easy to talk to and laugh with about any and everything.
Sunghoon was a tougher cookie to crack, but the night all four of you drunkenly shattered a store window and had to sprint from police, ended with you two close as ever.
By the time the trip was over, you could’ve swore you’d known them since you were 12. They became the main group of people you texted everyday, even with the physical distance.
It was the first time in your life you felt genuine joy around people without any taxes.
There was no emotional tiredness after a 6 hour FaceTime, no grueling expectation to immediately reply to every text, and most importantly, no pressure to be anyone other than yourself.
Of course, you had friends that lived near you, people you hung out with and spoke about the weather and school and TV shows, but they were no match to your core four.
Around 2 years after you met Jay, your dad’s company was nearing bankruptcy which left your family in the most difficult financial position they had ever been in.
There was enough to pay the bills but never anything beyond that.
Jay, coming from money, offered to give you whatever you needed to help you get by but you’d never believed in taking money from people, especially without any knowing of when you could repay the favour.
Instead, you chose to start working part-time for the first time in your life.
It wasn’t a particularly difficult job, though typing up orders from a drive-through window got really old really quickly, but despite your disdain for your work, you needed the money so you stuck around.
The more money you made the more motivated you were to work, so money hungry in fact, you started working night shifts as well.
This was where you met Jake.
Meeting Jake was like walking into a warm serene safe haven after trekking through an icy storm where the wind howled in your frostbit ears.
You had lost hope in finding a person in your town who got you like the boys did thousands of miles away, but there he was standing before you.
The first night shift, he stood up to greet you with an innocent smile and gentle shake of hands, which was an incredibly foreign concept to the rest of the bitter coworkers you had worked with prior.
You laughed, exchanged banter, and delved straight into your interests and quirks. He shared some of the same ones as you, and didn't with others.
When you mentioned the things you’d liked, even loved, his eyes were wide and bright, ears perked up like a dog.
Oddly enough, you’d felt the same genuine curiosity towards his passions, there was no specific reason the two of you cared about each other so quickly, the mutual comfort with one another wasn’t necessarily earned, but simply existed.
You suspected it was the forced proximity during a time where you saw three customers an hour at best, or maybe it was because you were both considerably attractive and around the same age.
The reason wasn’t important, you were just glad to be there with him.
Soon enough, you stopped picking up morning and afternoon shifts and chose to only work when you knew you’d see him.
You made sure to rest well enough to have all the energy possible to show up for him and his excited rants, and you carried along all of the things you were waiting to tell him in the days leading to your hours together.
By the time Jay’s next visit came around, you were growing exceedingly eager to introduce Jake to the group of boys he reminded you of. He was a lot like them in his light and friendly nature, while still being his own special self you were so fond of.
So when you texted the group chat saying you made a new friend named Jake that you wanted to bring to the upcoming hang out, you were obviously shocked when they said they knew him as well.
“jake’s our boy how do YOU know him?” Jay jokingly interrogated.
“i met him at work wtf, you guys know jake?” You asked eagerly.
“he’s from here but he moved a bit ago”
“that’s crazy we talk to him all the time”
“we were gonna see him last time we were there but he was in cabo or smth” Heeseung triple texted.
Perplexed was an understatement, though your shock was swiftly replaced with excitement, your favourite people already knew and liked one another.
Their trip came and went before your eyes, if time flies when you have fun, then you must have been on heroin.
You could not imagine being happier, and you were so incredibly grateful that that joy continued to stay with you.
Even through the happiest of times, sometimes a space is left in you, space that can only be filled with change. You had spent your entire life in the same city with the same people, aside from meeting Jake, and you knew it was time to do something, go somewhere.
You were venting to the boys about how lost you were feeling, circling the same streets, going to the same job, even the change from high school to college felt like a short adjustment before the days started to blend together once more, nothing felt new.
That’s when Jungwon suggested you transfer colleges to be with them. It was a bold idea, considering they lived across the country, but bold was what you so desperately needed.
Jake was already working a big boy job, he tried the college thing for a while but got bored, and to his rescue came a connection he had through a few friends.
Jake was great with tech, always had been, so a remote, work-from-anywhere, kind of job where he developed software for start-ups, was exactly what he was good at, plus it paid great.
Moving across the country to be with your friends wasn’t something Jake was ever going to let you do on your own.
Jake felt the same way about you as you did for him, you existed as beacons guiding one another in the sea of dull and unwelcoming souls that had engulfed you for as long as you could remember.
So the thought of you taking such a large leap into uncharted waters was frightening enough for him to join you on your move without hesitation.
Within a month of making your mind up, you and Jake were on a one-way flight.
You had a fair amount of money saved from your part-time job, and by this point your family were back on their feet, but you didn’t have nearly enough to live alone.
Sunghoon knew of two boys living in a three bedroom who were on the hunt for a third roommate. Sunghoon was close with the older one but had met the other a few times.
“You don’t think we could find some girls for her to live with?” Jungwon pressed.
“I know these guys, I wouldn’t set her up to live with fucking creeps, seriously” Sunghoon argued before counter-arguing his own statement, “Okay I know one of them” he admits.
“Okay this isn’t happening” Jay asserted but you were quick to cut him off.
“I’ll survive, I promise. Also, do I really have another choice? Classes are soon and I have literally nowhere to live” you complained.
Everyone shared glances and answered your sentence with silence, silence that spoke loud enough for the entire topic to be changed.
They would have taken you in but conveniently enough they each had their own compromised living situation that prevented you from sharing the space.
Jay and Heeseung had a roommate already and were stepping on enough toes by pushing for Jake to be added on the lease as a fourth, Jungwon still lived with his parents, and Sunghoon lived in a studio apartment.
Despite being an only child and always being given your own space, you swallowed your pride and comfort and met with the boys.
Sunoo and Ni-Ki were warm and welcoming pretty quickly once you met with them, but that was about the only thing they had in common. You noticed their differences more the longer you three lived together.
Sunoo was bubbly and friendly when he was out and about, those were the traits most would describe him with. But the Sunoo you got to know was one of the funniest people you’d ever met.
Your first impressions of Ni-ki on the other hand, we’re based around him cooping up in his room during the day.
The first few weeks you were only able to form a relationship with Sunoo, the shift between you and Ni-ki started when you began to struggle with insomnia.
That’s when you finally started to meet face to face properly, sharing snacks on the kitchen island at random hours where the night is so late it’s technically day.
You and Sunoo took turns, or sometimes joined forces, in making fun of your much quieter and easily provoked roommate.
Ni-ki had a soft spot for Sunoo that he did not have for you by any means. He would let Sunoo tease him and make jokes at him but the moment you got involved he threw back not so funny jokes back. After a bit you left the teasing to the invincible once.
Eventually, as you and your roommates grew close, Sunoo and Ni-ki fell into place within the group. And by the time you had settled in the new city for a few months, you could look around and be perfectly content with the state of everything.
“I’d rather be alone I can’t lie” you playfully admitted.
“That’s what I said” Ni-ki agreed from the back seat.
“She wouldn’t know cause she wasn’t paying attention remember—” Jungwon bickered before you interrupted
“Okay I’m here now though, am I not?” you defended, “And I have my answer if you’ll let me finish” you turned to your right shooting Jungwon a look.
He smiled in amusement, succeeding in annoying you. Jungwon jutted his chin upwards, signaling you to continue your thought.
“Boring” Sunghoon teased, stretching out the O to exaggerate.
“So should I go back to looking out the window and ignoring you guys?” you smiled through your words. “A lighter, a blunt, a blanket, aaaaaaand” you looked around to see who you’d want to split your joint with.
You eyes fell to Jake who had his entire body shifted to face you.
That was one of the many things you wholeheartedly loved about him, he listened so intently, he listened with his entire body as if you were telling the most profound tale he would ever hear in his lifetime.
His eyes stayed glued to yours, his grins synced with your words, the contagiousness of his smile always plastering one on your face too.
He listened with his hands, stilling them when you spoke of serious things, clapping as he laughed at your jokes.
Jake didn’t just make you feel heard, watching him listen to you made you feel like he was reading you to remember you. Every word you uttered and subtle oddity you spoke them with.
“Jake no doubt” you shrugged, settling back into your seat.
“I know that’s right” he practically sang before he reached over and landed his hand on your knee, playfully shoving you, then turning to face the windshield once more.
“It’s crazy we’ve never smoked together, like all of us” Ni-ki added.
From then, the conversation bounced from weed and what each of you were like high, then foods you all liked and planned to eat during the trip, somehow ending up at what animals each of you would be in another life.
The road trip to the beach house was hours but felt like mere minutes between the hilarious but at times mindless conversation, and the peaceful moments of silence when you tuned out the rambunctious boys and enjoyed the view from your window.
As the woodland turned to hut-styled shops and sandy roads, you inferred that the destination was close. Once you heard the tires slow against the gravel beneath them, the moment all eight of you had been waiting on had come.
Heeseung, who rode in the car in front of you guiding Jay to the destination, hopped out his shiny two seater and hesitantly walked towards the entrance of the beautiful Mediterranean villa, visibly confused with his phone in hand.
Jay stepped out of the driver’s seat to join Heeseung in decoding the instructions the AirBnb owner left to get into the house.
You all stumbled your way out of the car, your knees buckled as your feet hit the ground, everyone’s legs had fallen asleep hours ago.
Jungwon helped you find your balance while the three boys who occupied the backseats started to unpack luggage from the trunk and roof of the car.
Jake skipped over to the two older ones still trying to find the key to get inside.
The doors were high, probably twice your height, the stairs and roof tiles were a warm terracotta, beautiful complimenting the ivory exterior.
All of the windows were tall, almost floor to ceilings, with airy white linen curtains swaying back and forth.
After putting their three heads together, Jay Jake and Heeseung found the key and scrambled the lock open in excitement.
Once the sound of the door clicking open reached the rest of you standing by the car, everyone dropped what they were doing to check out the place.
Upon walking in, you felt enamoured by the gorgeous chandelier that meets you from the foyer.
The word stunning would be a disservice to how beautifully decorated the interior was. It was exactly what you had been dreaming of all winter to say the least.
After everyone took a few moments to take in the scenery, the respectability of all of them vanished within milliseconds as all 7 boys scrambled up the steps and through the halls to discover and claim the best rooms.
You were no better, gunning it up the arched staircase, hoping to secure a room with an ensuite bathroom.
The room you got your hands on was the third biggest in the house, it was open and airy with a generously sized mattress. The frame was intricately adorned with wood carvings placed along the bottom leading up to the headboard.
But your favourite part was the soft white chiffon fabric draped over the tall elegant bedposts. You glide towards them, slipping your fingers through the delicate curtains.
Your eyes make their way to the two glass doors to the far right of your bed. As you approach closer, you can see the private beach view.
Just outside the doors was a balcony, one that was much larger than the pictures made it seem. Your entrance to the balcony only took up half of the space, you noticed another set of doors and walked over to investigate.
Your hands made their way to the knob but before you could turn it, the door swung open.
You stepped back and shifted your gaze upwards, you anticipated a familiar face considering the only people who booked the place were you and your friends, but you were surprised to see your favourite face.
“How’d you get on my balcony?” Jake chuckled.
You responded by wrapping your grasp around his wrist, taking it from the knob to guide him to see the rest of the balcony.
“We’re neighbours” you cheered.
Jake’s eyes lit up, the same way they did whenever you spoke, if you were telling a story, a joke, even when you were having word vomit about the stupid things annoying you.
His joy was so genuine it was infectious, spreading the same warm feeling throughout your chest as well.
You pulled him down so your faces were close, so only you two could hear, as if anyone was even near enough to eavesdrop.
“Remember desert island” you waited for his nod of understanding to continue, “Sooooo maybe I do have a lighter, and maybeeee I have a joint” your smirk widened as a look of clarity spreads on Jake’s face.
“And you have a Jake” he added.
You rolled your eyes fighting a smile, in disbelief at how corny he can be while somehow making you like it.
Jake let a chuckle out before finally slipping from your grip to head downstairs, you followed closely behind.
By the time you get downstairs, everyone was already unloading bags from the car and lugging them up the stairs.
It must have been well over an hour of shuffling suitcases and arguing about how they kept taking each other's bags into the wrong rooms. Though eventually, everyone settled in the open and bright living room.
Jay laid horizontal on the couch, arms neatly folded behind his neck, Sunghoon and Sunoo occupied the shorter half of the sectional. Heesung was passed out in the armchair while Ni-ki was on the floor between his legs.
You, Jungwon, and Jake were sprawled across the floor circling the crystal coffee table.
Everyone, with the exception of a fast asleep Heeseung, was discussing the things that needed to be bought for the house, food, supplies, and the main necessities of the trip.
So, of course, the conversation was mainly about alcohol.
“I’m saying get all the bottles we’re gonna need til we leave” Sunoo suggested.
“We don’t like the same drinks though, I’m not drinking wine with that guy” Ni-ki waved towards Jay.
“I’m not drinking that nasty stuff you drink” Sunoo glared at Ni-ki.
“I swear he just drinks the hard stuff to look cool” you added.
“I don’t care, drunk is drunk” Jake shrugged.
The conclusion was for everyone to go to the liquor store, grab what they wanted for themselves to drink, and don’t touch anyone else’s alcohol.
That rule was gone with the wind by nightfall.
You were all spread around the villa, connected by the music blaring through the walls, serving as a compass for you all to share despite being at opposite ends of the property.
Everyone was floating around bouncing from room to room.
You all sipped from whoever’s left-behind cups were in front of you, the mixing of drinks in your system got you a new kind of drunk you never knew existed.
All of you were fairly buzzed but you and Jake were completely gone the entire night, even as the rest of the group tried to slow you down, the music was simply too loud and the excitement was too high.
The next thing you remembered was waking up in your bed with the loudest headache known to man.
You opened your eyes, the sun dimmer than you expected, but still blinding regardless.
As you slowly rose from the mangled sleeping position you ended up in, your bones felt completely shattered. If someone told you that you ran onto a highway and got hit by a bus last night you’d believe them without question.
Once you became acquainted with the splitting headache, torturous eye sensitivity, and the pool of sweat you’re still laid in, you found the will to stand up and reach for your phone.
Initially, you blamed seeing the PM on your double vision but peering at the sun lowering on the wrong side of the sky for what was supposed to be 8AM brought you back to reality.
Your limbs started to feel stiff as you dragged your sore legs across the room. You peaked your head over the banister and saw nothing.
Not a beer can, not a cigarette bud, not even a pillow out of place.
The scenes in front of you began to make putting the puzzle pieces of what was going on incredibly difficult. Nothing made sense, everything confused you.
As you looked closer you noticed that there are were two pairs of shoes left by the front door, one of which was your own.
That was your final straw, you yanked out your phone and opened the call app.
The phone rang three times before Jay picked up.
“She’s alive” He cheered sarcastically.
“Where is everyone?” You asked, still partially panicked.
“We’re at dinner” he answered in an obvious tone.
You allowed a long pause of silence, making it clear you’re still greatly confused.
“Jake is just as hungover and sleepy as you sweetheart so at least you’re not alone” he added hoping to soften the blow.
You planted your butt on the bottom step of the stairs and hung up the phone without saying another word.
It wasn’t the abandoning that bothered you, you would’ve picked staying in to nap if you were of sound mind anyways, it was the bluntness and nonchalance.
You felt the need to share your anger, so you stomped up the stairs to Jake’s room.
You creaked the door open, warm air hiked into your lungs, you could smell the alcohol that he was sweating out in his sleep, it was a scent that you didn’t want to admit you liked.
Once you turned the sharp corner that led to his bed, your eyes fell directly onto Jake who was tangled up in the cotton sheets, back bare and shiny.
It would be a bold faced lie to argue that you fought the urge to stare.
Your eyes were immediately tethered to every visible ridge, curve, and valley of his body.
You imagined how sticky and sweet his skin would feel on your tongue, carefully, you stepped closer.
This was a level of intimacy you never knew you wanted with Jake. With most of your friends being boys, it was never a feeling you allowed yourself to feel, to even think about feeling. Jake was always your favourite but you forced the thought that it was because of proximity and nothing more.
Yet as you stood over his sleeping body, the only thoughts existing in your mind were how gorgeous he was.
With his face positioned opposite of where you stand near the entrance, the risk in getting a closer look was minimal. So rather than doing the right thing, you let your body take over, tucking all rationality away deep in the back of your mind.
Jake’s breaths were deep, his back rose and his ribs widened. Every notch on his spine was illuminated by the setting sun peering through the drawn curtains.
All of the frustration and annoyance you felt just moments prior, completely dissipated. You felt your fingers start to tingle, your blood flowed hotter, you could feel your pupils grow wide.
Taking another step, you hovered directly above the oblivious boy, sound asleep.
The damped thick dark strands stuck to his neck and beads of clear liquid being expelled from his pores slid down onto his shoulders like icing.
It was all so overwhelming that you almost missed him shuffling, though your reaction was delayed for obvious reasons, you collected yourself and finally approached him with the intent to actually wake him.
Your feet dragged across the floor wishing to savour every second of your lustful indulgence.
It was insanely confusing, trying to determine if seeing him this way was what triggered such feelings about your friend or if they had been lingering underneath the surface all this time, suppressed by fear.
Fear of ruining a bond you considered a once in a lifetime occurrence. Fear of rejection. Fear of acceptance that would lead you down a path of a failed relationship. Fear of living a life without him.
Your hand extended to his glistening bicep but came to a sharp halt before it came in contact with his skin. If you touched him, even just to wake him, it would provoke sensations within you, such filthy sensations, such euphoric sensations.
Touching him like that without it meaning the same to him felt predatory, a threshold you had already been teetering on from the moment your eyes landed on his bare skin.
Instead, you leaned down to his ear and whisper-yell.
“Jake” you stepped back, waiting.
After a second of no movement you tried again, this time slightly louder.
“Jake get up, it’s like nine o clock” you said.
The boy rolled over at the disturbance before stretching his whole body, letting harsh grunts escape his throat.
To your misfortune, your body had quite the reaction to the sounds, innocent in intention but torturously lewd in your ears.
He turned back to face you, eyes half shut, coated in a beautifully reflective glaze. He gazed up at you, disoriented and tremendously hungover.
You seized the opportunity of his half awake unawareness to take in all of his features, this was nothing new.
Even prior to your new found discovery of how Jake’s exposed skin sends shockwaves down every inch of your body, you always liked staring at his face, in a totally platonic way of course.
Once Jake came to his senses, he finally found the will to speak. “What time is it?” he asked the question you had just answered.
Smiling down at him you replied “Guess”.
Jake was not fond of that answer, he sat up, holding his temple with one hand and supporting his body weight with the other.
You mercily answered again “it’s 8:30, to my fucking surprise, everyone left us and went to dinner” you complained, the anger finding you all over again.
“Shit, did you drink as much as I did last night?” he asked, trying to get a clearer picture.
“I don’t remember much but I think we went to bed at like, five or something” you said, making your first attempt of the day at recalling last night’s events.
“They couldn’t wait for us to get up?” Jake croaked, finally finding the sense to get on the same page as you.
“That’s what I said” you exclaimed, “So I woke up right? And so…” you started your rant, but as you spoke, he did that thing again, the thing he always does.
Even upon first waking up, he stared into your soul like it was the sun, like it gave him life.
It was hard to stay focused on your retelling of the situation with his fiery chocolate eyes looking into yours.
Eventually you spat it out, following up the tangent with a dramatic fall backwards onto your butt, sitting on the floor at his bedside.
“You wanna look on the bright side?” Jake began.
You gave him an unamused stare, waiting for him the finish the thought.
“We still have that blunt.” He smirked.
The headache that practically crippled you just moments ago, disappeared as you sprung up onto your feet, grabbing onto Jake’s forearm yanking him to stand.
He obeyed, using your shoulders to balance himself. The closeness triggered a tightening in your throat, feeling the warmth in your gut travel between your legs.
You decided to smoke outside, the sun setting created a perfect atmosphere for a crisp joint and good conversation.
You peddled down the stairs, Jake tried his best to keep up but you were just too fast and too excited. It only took the reminder of your sweetly rolled blunt to lift your spirits.
Upon reaching the bottom level, you reached for the first blanket that fell into your line of sight and practically flew it like a kite, outside the back patio doors then down the steps that led out to the beach.
You could smell the waves that folded over onto the gritty sand.
With the helping hand of Jake, you secured the edges of the large blanket onto the ground, large piles of sand towered in each corner, weighing down the cloth.
The sun that previously hung high in the sky was slipping further and further down towards the horizon.
You and Jake nearly forgot about the reason you were out there to begin with, so caught up in the beauty of the scene in front of you.
The rosie sky with hints of purple and orange hues swirled and mended together, what was left of the sun seeped into the water, the reflection nearly blinded you, though the stunning ensemble of colour and shape was too consuming to look away from.
Jake’s head turned to yours, the only thing that could’ve snapped you out of your trance.
“Yes it’s very pretty, can we smoke now? My head is killing me” he complained.
You rolled your eyes and plopped down onto the soft fabric beneath you, the both of you rolling onto your stomachs, facing the water.
You sparked the end of the joint, inhaling first. Jake’s hand extended out, waiting for his turn, though you held onto it extra long while you exhaled just to tease him.
He snatched it out of your hand, “You play too much” he murmured jokingly.
“And you don’t play enough” you teased.
Jake shot you a look of extreme disagreement but couldn’t defend himself with the joint between his lips. You laughed at his defenselessness.
Once all the smoke exited his lungs, he was quick to rebuttal, “I’m more fun than you, by far”.
“You are not, and I would put that on anything” you uttered, taking another hit.
“What is fun though, like… doing crazy stuff?” he pondered.
You shrug, passing it back to him, “I guess, I think I’m funnier than you and crazier than you” you confidently stated as fact.
Jake lifted an eyebrow as the smoke drifted out of his mouth, “Funnier? We’re tied, but I can get crazy” he joked. You burst out laughing, the weed making everything that much more entertaining.
“So do something crazy” you ordered.
“What? like now?” he squeaked.
“Knew it. You’re no fun” you egged him on, loving how easily provoked he was.
“You can tell me to do anything right now and ill do it.” he bickered.
“Anything?” you asked in a tone of disbelief.
“Anything, and if I do it, and you don’t do it, then you can never say your funner, or funnier, or crazier than me. Sound good?” he spewed, the seriousness in his tone triggered a laugh attack in you.
Jake looked at you in anticipation, funny enough, nothing about this was a joke to him.
You looked out to the water and took a long toke of the blunt.
Your mind rattled with things you could make him do. Your mouth moved before your brain did.
“Go swim, naked” you dared, instantly regretting your words.
Jake’s face looked as if it glitched, looking at the ground beneath you.
You started to fear that you crossed a boundary and ruined the moment.
There was a long pause, Jake’s eyes looked contemplative. You didn’t notice of course, too busy trying to come up with what to say to dig you out of this hole you dug yourself in.
You never meant to make him uncomfortable, you never meant to see him that way earlier, you never meant to feel the way you did. Your thoughts were interrupted by a sudden movement.
He sprung to his feet like a jack in the box on its final turn, a blinding smile beaming off his face.
You squinted your eyes turning your head sideways in scepticism. Jake shrugged his shoulders looking down at you as his hands rustled with his shirt before he found the bottom hem and gripped it.
Within the time it took you to blink, his shirt was discarded, dusted with fine sand grains some 10 or so feet away.
An hour before then, you only had the view of his back, that being enough to have you tipped over the edge.
But now, he stood before you, the orange gleam from the sun hugged every millimeter of his chest.
Your eyes fell to the veins all across his forearms, that got more crowded as they snaked down his hands. You always loved his hands.
His knuckles were always dusted with pink, his thick veins pumping blood throughout. You loved the way his fingers were slim but strong, in the present moment, you wondered how they would feel.
How they would feel slipping under your shirt, gliding up your side, travelling under your bra in search of more of you.
Your eyes were glued to those intoxicating hands, the followed them down to his waistband, as he grappled with his belt.
You shot your gaze up to his face, his eyes met yours, the smile never once faltered.
“You’re joking” you baited, you’d make it seem like you had no care in the world, internally you grappled with a mix of disbelief and utter desperation to see the rest of him.
Jake took his bottom lip between his teeth to stop him from smiling even wider. His eyes fleeted from contact with yours and fixed onto undoing his belt.
He used his grasp around the belt to tug it from their loops.
A long moment of silence buffered until he looked back up at you, unable to control your face. Your eyes were starved while the rest of your features struggled to stay composed.
“So I’m doing this alone?” He asked, hands frozen in place, waiting for further clarification before they could resume stripping.
You rolled your neck back before reaching your arm forward for him to help you up. Once you were on your feet you laughed, putting your face in your hands.
Jake sensed your embarrassment, rather than aiding it, he added to it.
“Oh but you were fine watching me do it” he smiled, head dipping down to look for your eyes as his hands eased up your arms, uncovering your face.
“I’ll count down and then we’ll do it— fast, I won’t look I promise” he comforted you before throwing in a final joke “But you can’t look either”.
Your answer was simply meeting his eyes again, you took a deep breath in and balled your fists in anticipation.
There was absolutely no reason you were going through with it, you weren’t necessarily a prideful or stubborn person, nor did you feel like you had a point to prove.
But you felt like you needed to do this, you anticipated how freeing it would feel to run bare, feeling the wind wrap around all of you, the water would cool your burning skin from the fire in your stomach.
“Three… two…” Jake cheekily peered at you, making sure you didn’t look scared or nervous. “One” he exclaimed.
Like a race car upon gunfire, your legs and hands jumpstarted at the same time.
The both of you began sprinting for the water, you flung off every article of clothing your hands could grab, letting the breeze pick them up and land them wherever fit.
You could hear his feet hitting the sand as he ran not too far behind you, your arms crossing over your chest to secure yourself.
Jake screamed at the top of his lungs throughout the entire sprint, you chipped in a few yells, though none came close to his roars of freedom.
In that moment all of the fear and nervousness bubbling inside you dissipated and you were simply running and laughing with your best friend.
The more clothes that left your body, the more excited you got, and the fast your legs moved, shooting for the ocean that would cover the things you never expected him to get this close to seeing.
Right as you both reached the shoreline, there were no items of clothing left to discard. You were no longer leading as he was running right beside you, cupping his hands over his groin.
The feeling of the cool water hit the pads of your feet though your speed didn’t falter, each of your legs kicked the waves as the sea level raised up from your ankles, to your calves, then knees.
Neither of you dared to look over at the other until the water was high enough to shield your intimate parts. Jake retracted his grip from his dick, the water was leveled high above Jake’s waist, still too low to hide your tits.
Rather than keeping your hands over your chest, you crouched dipping below the surface so you weren’t out on full display.
Now covered enough and coasting a foot apart, you both finally built up the courage to look at each other.
Panting and smiling, Jake squeezed his eyes shut and dunked his head beneath the water to wet his hair before shooting back up.
He swiped his palm over his face, clearing his blurred vision so he could focus on you once more.
It felt like a challenge, who could stand the quiet the longest. Spoiler alert, it wasn’t Jake.
“See? Wasn’t that bad” he chippered, sloshing his hands around to play with the water. The sound of movement of the ripples was the only anchor in the sea of silence.
The chilly air from the absence of high sun left your nipples hard and sensitive, feeling the cold sensation more with every ripple of water.
An orange beam peering from the clouds glossed over your shoulder and collarbone from the saturated sunset hovering over your heads.
Jake lost the restraint he had been keeping up to this point, his gaze once on your eyes, now wandered.
You watched as his focus sprinkled down to whatever parts of you remained above the ocean. Your collarbones started to feel just as intimate as your womanhood.
Those very same eyes that squeezed shut when you said something to make him laugh, that stared into your soul with a healing gaze when you confided about your struggles, that you could look into for hours and feel pure comfort, now made you feel so incredibly small.
You felt so naked under his watch, which you were, but this type of naked felt like he could see your entire body, your skin, your muscles, bones, and soul.
As you bobbed up and down, you slowly floated your way closer to your ‘friend’. It wasn’t a conscious decision, frankly, you swore your mind was fighting your body.
But Jake had always been your magnet, and this time was no exception.
The closer you got, you habitually looked down, though the reflection of what was left of the sun blinded you enough to force your eyes back into contact with his.
Just a few inches apart, Jake’s smile softened, on the verge of disappearing.
“You don’t have to…” he stopped, his eyes looked deeper into yours, seemingly waiting for confirmation of something he hasn’t even asked for yet. You looked at him with anticipation, your inner monologue going mute.
“You don’t have to hide you know” he sweetly hummed, his words more gentle than hungry.
Your mind shuffled trying to interpret what he wanted. Was he simply trying to make you feel comfortable? Did he want to see you? See all of you?
You nodded slowly, the atmosphere turned thick and serious within an instant.
Your hands reached to grasp his biceps to balance you as you rose up from the half seated position that once shielded your chest.
Glistening from the half departed bright sun, your slippery tits grasped Jake’s notice.
Jake looked at them with the same affection and attentiveness as he did with your eyes or your voice.
You could see and feel his eyes shift from awed and loving, to needy and starved. His arms flexed under your touch, like they were battling his mind, trying not to reach out and feel you.
In the same way you watched his sleeping back, imagining what every inch of his skin would be like against your fingertips, or the tip of your tongue, he did the same upon your vulnerable bare-ness.
You didn’t let him bask in the sight for too long before your arms slid up his slick arms to his shoulders, then his neck, until you reached the sides of his clenched jaw.
His pulse pounced against your gentle digits, the confidence that shined so bright and loudly as you stood clothed on the sand, was nowhere to be found.
The Jake that stood before you was a shy one, he looked sure about what unfolded, but cautious, his care for you exceeded any desire that festered within him.
On the contrary, you felt a fire that you had never before. All of your fears and hesitations floated away into the rippling water that departed over the edges of the ocean.
You softly cradled his face, as you eased it close to yours before placing a gentle kiss to his lips.
Jake kissed you back for a moment, with the same tenderness, before smiling into the kiss.
“What?” you murmured while your mouths were still semi connected.
He didn’t answer with words, rather, he resumed the kiss, this time less timid and more animalistic, though just as sentimental and intimate as before.
The fact that you were the one to initiate things, washed away all of the hesitance that lingered in him.
Finally, the touching was reciprocated.
His arms extended to wrap around your bare ass still under the chilled waters.
The familiarity of his hands now felt foreign as they traveled to places they’d never been before. Your skin began to burn, the cool sea that engulfed you, felt like a hot spring.
Instinctively as your tongues explored each other’s mouths, your teeth tenderly bit down on his plump bottom lip, pulling it deeper to taste more.
The buds on the tip of your tongue moved along every wrinkle of it. You tasted his nectarous saliva as it intertwined with yours.
Jake let out a soft moan into your lips before pulling away from your face.
“Fuck” he smiled as he admired every perimeter of your face.
Your hands fell down to his chest feeling it rise and fall rapidly.
“Fuck I need you so bad” he whispered.
Your arms wrapped around his neck immediately, he grabbed your outer thighs ushering you jump up, legs winding around his hips to his back.
Jake’s mouth practically consumed your lips, with one arm under you to hoist you, he used the other to snake around your waist, squeezing you into him. His deprived dick rubbed against your ass as you held on tight.
Your hands hungrily scattered across his back to his arms then to his neck. You wanted to engrain the feeling of each muscle against your hands.
Jake’s cock just under you sticking straight up, slid through your ass over and over as he began to carry you to shore.
The friction between your bodies flooded your pussy with slick wetter than the body of water you resided in as he fought the waves that hit his legs
You broke the kiss as you placed your lips on his neck and kissed his warm flesh, sucking softly. His pace quickened with the growing eagerness simmering beneath his surfaces.
Once you made it out of the water Jake placed you on your feet, grounding you physically but not mentally, that wasn’t possible.
Your stomach clenched with every wet smack between your lips and his. You started to feel drunk, head spinning in bliss. Your legs could barely hold you up as you started to lose feeling in every part of your body aside from the scorching heat in your crotch.
Still standing you kissed him once more, you grabbed hold of the nape of his neck as his hands rested on your hips, pulling you close.
For a moment, his pulsating shaft slipped between your sticky thighs, squeezed between them, you could feel his warm erection glide past your aching clit.
You choked out a moan from the unexpected euphoria, Jake responded with a whimper of his own as he continued to buck his hips in and out, purposely missing your hole.
One of your hands found their way down to his lower stomach to push him out of your soaked inner thighs. Once he slipped out, you grabbed his gooey dick, taking hold of it and stroking slowly.
Foreheads pressed together, you and Jake alternated between kissing one another and staring down at the erotic scene below you.
Your grip tightened as you neared his leaky tip, coated in your creamy wetness and his sappy precum.
Jake paused the kiss to drop his head onto your shoulder, groaning and whining from the sensation of your hand wrapped around him.
You could hear him choking on his whines as your palm grazed and circled his tip, his breath grew heavy against your chest.
Knowing Jake’s pleasure was at your mercy only added to the burning heat between your legs, with each stroke he grew weaker under your touch, his hums and whimpers got louder.
Between the sounds coming from his mouth and the feeling of his skin pressed up on yours, the pressure within you was begging to be released.
Your chests slid around against one another, damp and slippery from a concoction of seawater, sweat, and foggy breath.
As you stroked your hand up and around his shaft, you squirmed and squeezed your legs together, missing how the member you held once took its place between them.
Jake took notice of this and wrapped his fingers around your wrist that worked him, he separated you from his craved cock.
He kissed you aggressively and quickly, “blanket” he exhaled as he tried to steady his breathing.
You steadily hastened ahead onto the large blanket that was originally laid out for an innocent blunt session. Jake stalked closely behind you.
Jake watched as you dropped down, laying on your back. Jake moved in sync with you, hovering closely, lips ghosting over yours, deeply desiring to reconnect.
He slid his finger through your slick opening before bringing his digits back up to his gaze, watching it shine with the dim sunlight reflecting through your wetness, then he sucked it into his mouth.
He looked down as his dick as he dragged it over your pussy a few times making you shutter at the contact. You feel your cunt clench, craving to be wrapped around Jake’s thick cock.
Your hands reached up to his back, clawing at his shoulders. Jake moaned into your mouth ravenous to taste anything that belongs to you.
After what felt to you like hours of his swollen tip teasing your hole, Jake distanced from the kiss so he could look at your face.
He slowly entered your needy pussy, smiling down at you.
Your eyebrows furrowed as you fought your eyes open, trying to take in the sight of you and him becoming one.
“Lemme see your face, pretty girl” he smirked, still staring down at your face, he suddenly shoved his full length in your soaked pussy.
Your head snapped back as your back bent inwards, you screamed out from the blissful agony.
“There you are” his smirk widened to a full smile, head swiveled to find your eyeline so you could look at him the way he’s looking at you.
Hot slick collected around his sack as the rest of him was still buried in you. You eyes peered into his, and once again, you felt seen, for every part of you.
His slow pace resumed once the eye contact was regained, his drenched dickharmonized with your cunt , a steady rhythm flowing between you.
“Tell me how it feels” he watched your face carefully.
You attempted to stammer a sentence, “good” was all you could spit out.
Jake tilted his head sideways, “just good?” he asked.
“No—” your words caught in your throat as you fought your moans. “Too good to— mmguh— talk” you groaned.
He lowered down to your ear, breathing up against it. You could hear his breathy moans as you took his cock entirely.
He kissed it before whispering “that’s what I wanna hear baby”.
Jake’s thrusts picked up in pace but never once felt rough, your legs wrapped around his torso, pushing deeper than he already was.
One of his hands trailed down to stimulate your needy clit, every touch made your muscles melt.
The sound of your bodies clashing against each other overtook the volume of the waves.
The mess between you spread, everything was wet, water that never had the air to dry, sweat, steamy breath, your arousal, his arousal, everything existed beautifully against your bodies.
With every thrust it all slid around further, both of your abdomens were drenched in the fluids you shared, your hand snaked downward to collect some and wet your tits.
The loudness of your moans increased as your orgasm neared. Jake took notice and, though keeping the same pace in thrusts, quickened against you clit.
Both of you teetered the edge, breathing, moaning, and screaming into each other.
“I’m—” you started, “Mhm” Jake assured, knowing what you meant without you needing to say.
The balloon of pleasure that grew within your insides exploded, your throbbing pussy pulsed around Jake as he came less than a second later.
He pounded his hot cum into your spasming cunt, thrusting it deeper, the non stop fucking held out your orgasm for longer than you could handle.
You couldn’t open your eyes even if you tried, the pleasure overriding every nerve in your body.
Jake fell onto you, exhausted. He nibbled on your neck as you squirmed around his cock milking it for every drop of his seed, wanting pieces of the man you loved so much to flow within you.
The two of you stayed pressed together for a few minutes, feeling the air cool around you as the sun disappeared.
Your cores kept one another warm until the chilly breeze started to bite your skin a little too much. You traced your fingers up and down Jake’s back before whispering “Jake”.
“Hmm” Jake hummed into your hair, “Are you cold” you asked, hoping he’d agree and help you inside.
Jake hoisted himself up to look at you, he smiled, “If you’re cold just say so”, reading you like a book as always.
He pulled his length out finally, but rather than helping you immediately, he got to cleaning you up. His mouth found its way to your now oozing pussy, his dick had been the plug that prevented his creamy fluids from spilling out of you.
He wasn’t down there to make you cum again though, he started to suck on your hole, collecting his own cum in his mouth, as much of it as he could at least.
Jake came back up to your face and grabbed onto your chin, softly squeezing your jaw to get it open. You widened your mouth as he hovered over you, spitting his white stringy substance onto your tongue.
Eyes locked with his, you swallowed, licking your lips and smiling. He thanked you with a sweet kiss before helping you onto your feet.
You had brought the scattered clothes and soaked blanket back indoors to wash, Jake brought you some clean clothes and settled with you on the couch, anticipating the return of your friends.
There was a burning need to talk about what happened but you knew that wasn’t a conversation you were willing to pause if the front door were to open so you decided to wait patiently.
Another hour passed, you and Jake were able to converse as if none of that occurred. Once again he was your Jake.
Jake who rambled about his nerdy interests, asked a million questions, and exploded every time you teased him, so easily provoked.
Sooner than later, you heard the familiar sound of tires against the uneven gravel driveway and the living room was illuminated by the headlights of your friend's minivan.
The air tensed slightly, the secret of what occurred between the two of you shadowed guilt over your head. The doors swung open as the muffled laughter became louder.
“The cops took way too long.” Jungwon chuckled.
“No I could’ve watched that all night” NI-KI scoffed.
“Cops?” Jake sat up, showing a confused smile.
“Hyung! You won’t believe what happened” Sunoo howled, laughing the hardest out of the group. He was laughing so hard the story was simply not escaping his mouth.
“What Sunoo? Spit it out” you ushered, wanting to be in on the joke.
Everyone was talking over one another all discussing amongst themselves as they took their shoes and coats off. Jay made his way over to you and Jake.
“Some lady and her husband were fighting the waiters” he explained, seemingly the least amused but still entertained.
Everyone being back and everything having resumed to how it was before the beach stirred up all of your thoughts.
It felt like whiplash, your whole world turned upside down and now you had to sit in front of your friends and hold it upright for the rest of the night.
You spent the entire night half-listening to the stories of your friends dinner, only glancing at Jake every few minutes. Of course every time you looked, he was already staring.
All of your friends were tired from their incredibly eventful night, as were you, given that your night was arguably more eventful but that was neither here nor there.
Once people started dispersing to their own rooms, you pulled the ‘my head hurts’ card so you could also call it a night early.
You scrambled up to your room and sat on the edge of the bed, staring out into space.
The events of the last 4 hours flickered under your eyelids, every sensation dared to reappear the longer you basked in their memories.
It was unbelievable, truly, how someone who you always saw as timid and at times cowardly, completely switched in just a few moments.
The introverted boy who only really came out of his shell when you were together, had you screaming out, digging your nails into your palms.
The guy you cleaned toilets with, biked the streets with, gossiped with, just fucked the shit out of you.
You placed your head in your hands and threw yourself back on the bed, trying to catch your breath.
Who knows how long you laid like that, battling between replaying the day, and trying to forget it.
Your ‘to think or not to think’ inner conflict was abruptly interrupted by a loud tap against your balcony door. It took zero seconds of thinking for you to know who was behind that knock.
You went from laying on your back to standing on your feet at the speed of light, you’re pretty sure you skipped the sitting up step.
You practically floated to the door, wrestling with the knob before opening it.
Jake stood before you, hair wet and stringy, the towel around his waist hung low, dangerously low.
“I was just in the… shower… and” he started, reverting back to his docile self, avoiding eye contact and pointing around.
“I— you know… kept thinking about it” he scratched the back of his head.
“I was waiting for everyone to go to bed to talk” you smiled, enthralled by his natural ability to make everything cute.
You left the door open as you walked back into your room, inviting him to follow you in. He did just that.
Sat on the side of the bed you faced him as he stood looking at you, waiting for you to talk first.
“Do I go first?” you chirped. Jake looked down, biting his lip to fight a smile.
“Can you?” he asked, his face rose again to gauge how you were feeling.
You sigh before starting, trying to be as honest as possible. The honest truth was that you were completely clueless. You had no idea if the feelings you acted on earlier, existed before today, or if they were born in the moment.
“Jake honestly… I don’t know anything right now” you look down, picking at your fingers.
“Everything happened so fast I’m trying to figure out if this— what I’m feeling, was a spur of the moment kinda thing or…” you fell silent, not wanting to look up at him.
Nothing scared you more than the kindest boy you knew, looking at you with any less admiration than before.
You feared that he would see your vulnerability and look down on you, even though that wasn’t his character, the fear still festered.
“Or… this thing with us… has been going on longer than just today” he finished your sentence with his own feelings.
“Yeah” you let out a weak laugh to mask your nerves.
“We don’t have to talk about how we’ve felt the past few years, I just need to know how you feel now, about what happened today” he questioned, his voice laced with carefulness, curiosity, and concern.
“I felt” you started, head tilting back, you looked up at the ceiling, letting the floodgates of memories flow through your mind.
“Really good Jake” your head fell back straight as you watched his face.
Jake’s eyes squeezed shut as he softly let out a laugh of relief, you could see the pressure lift from his shoulders. Though he seemed to not have any plans on speaking, as silence fell.
You realized quickly that if what happened on the beach was ever going to happen again you would need to be the bold one.
So instead of talking with words, you spoke with your eyes, you looked down at where his towel rode down his hips. You squeezed you thighs together and rolled your hips as you looked back into his eyes.
Just as before, the look in Jake’s face pivoted from sweet and sheepish, to dark and cocky, like day and night.
You weren’t expecting to see him switch that fast but you had no complaints.
You stood swiftly and paced behind him to the balcony where he intended to lead you.
Once you stepped outside into the brisk night, the moon hung above the ocean, reflecting on the water in the same way the setting sun did earlier.
Suddenly Jake’s hand pressed against your waist as he yanked you closer to him, rougher than before. As if the moon and the dark sky washed away the bashful parts of him, leaving you with a Jake that operated on desire and appetite .
“I made you feel good? Huh?” He taunted against your ear, pushing his body against yours from behind.
You were completely wedged between him and the railing, the pressure grew greater as his c— hardened. You were surprised at how little it took for him to be ready for you.
“Yes Jake” you answered, trying to turn your head to find his lips.
“How good?” his voice echoed in your skull.
His hands were roaming all around your body, squeezing your tits roughly, biting down on your neck. You skin pinched between his teeth as you yelped.
“I want more” you begged, unable to wait, curious to what this seemingly harsher and darker Jake had in store for you.
“Say what you want,” he ordered.
“Kiss me” you blurted, desperate to feel more contact.
Jake’s lips creeped into a smile against your shoulder, “I think it’s my turn to get what I want, don’t you?” he asked rhetorically.
Within seconds he yanked the waistband of your bottoms down, leaving you completely bare from the hips down.
He handled you as if being inside you once meant you belonged to him, existing for him to use as he pleased.
You had been soaked from before he even tapped on your window, the memories so intoxicating you were on the verge of touching yourself to them not long before the current events.
Jake pinched your clit suddenly with his ear close to your mouth to hear the sounds that left your lips. You moaned out in pleasure and in pain.
He rapidly twisted you around to face him, his hand grasped your thigh, pulling it up around his waist to get better access to your heated core.
Your hand moved on its own, unwrapping the towel and letting it hit the floor. Jake let out a breathy laugh, pleased with your need for him being just as bad as his for you.
He aligned his erection with your opening, his grip around your thigh was crushing, you were certain there would be purple finger marks by the morning.
His cock rammed into you, exceedingly faster than it did on the beach. Rather than sounds of sliding and breathing, your eyes filled with the vulgar sounds of slapping and groaning as Jake pounded you.
His free hand worked upwards, gliding from your lower abdomen up to your chest. He slid your shirt up clawing at your sensitive tits, pinching your nipples briefly before passing them and settling around your neck.
You had never been choked before, you thought it was going to be your first time but instead, Jake pushed your head backwards.
You looked up into the sky but that wasn’t what he wanted. He kept pushing, your back arched to appease the pressure. His hand finally rested once you were bent backwards over the railing looking into the sea behind you.
Jake’s hand slithered around to the back of your neck to cradle and support you as his pelvic bone slammed into yours.
His mouth ravenously gnawed at your bouncing breasts, latching his teeth down, sucking and biting.
Your discomforted position left your moans and whines unsteady. The pain meshing with pleasure the harder he went.
He lifted his head, “Talk to me, you know I’m listening” he teased, thumb brushing and rubbing over your jaw.
It was true, you knew he’d listen, no matter how possessed by desire he was. At the end of the day, he was still your Jake, even if his vision blurred from hunger.
“H-hold me tighter” you spewed out between whines.
The pain was so good, it was the dangling off the edge of a balcony that took you out of things slightly.
His pace didn’t falter once, though his grip moved from your neck to your shoulder and from your thigh to your hips, pressing you closer.
One hand of yours grabbed onto his shirt while the other fell down to you pulsing clit, rubbing it as your orgasm creeped closer.
Jake took notice and fucked you faster.
“Not yet, do it with me” he moaned, the closer he got to his climax, the pitchier his groans got, morphing into whimpers.
He felt the familiar sensation of his body reaching its apex, his fingers left your hips and took over the work on your pussy, circling it sloppily.
Together, you fell apart, your head looked out into the deep sky as you saw stars, figuratively and literally.
Your wetness swirled with his cum, the mixture ran down Jake’s legs.
His pace slowed, his hand around your shoulder softly lifted you up, bringing you gently to his chest that heaved up and down.
“You okay?” he asked, the kindness returning to his voice.
You were too tired to speak, so you nodded into his ribcage.
Jake lifted your other leg to carry you into his room.
You held on tight, knowing you were too exhausted to walk. Your eyes threatened to shut, slumber called your name.
Within a few blinks, you had been carried into his washroom, still steamy from his shower.
“Tired?” he asked attentively.
Once again, all you could do was nod.
“Can I clean you up?” he looked down at your half lidded gaze up at him.
You nodded. He smiled wide, starting the bath with you still cradling his torso.
You heard the bath water start, then he placed you down into the tub. Soap suds slipped around your skin, Jake sat on the seat of the toilet, softly scrubbing the marks of your day. He washed your arms, legs, back, face.
When it came to washing your breasts he did so tenderly and lovingly, which was a stark difference to how he was treating them minutes before.
You didn’t remember much else from that night, but it seemed to you that after Jake bathed you, he dressed you and carried you to your bed given that you woke up in soft silk pajamas, tucked neatly into your sheets.
The rest of your vacation consisted of sneaking around, a beautiful mix of tender and kind sex, and the kind of sex that made your vision go white.
To your relief, none of the other boys noticed any shift between you and Jake, mainly because there wasn’t one. Your friendship had always been close, the only difference now was your bodies.
Authors note: It’s been almost 2 years since I wrote last so pls forgive me if this isn’t the besttt and pls comment tons of feedback and thoughts and such! MWAH
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