JAMIE ALEXANDER ANDERSON; Jamie Anderson, 17 years old, 1/3 of the Anderson Trio, "The Blogger," the cutest one albeit probably the nerdiest one. I love my boyfriend, writing, and consuming large amounts of media at once.
Jude fucking graduates. We did it kids. Also sex. nsfw.
(also i’m posting this hella late because i realized i forgot to AND I LOST THE FIRST MESSAGE BECAUSE CHATZY ATE IT)
Jamie: grabbed onto him the minute Jude closed the space between them, holding him tight to him and squeaking. "You did it, you fucking did it. You fucking did it and I knew you were gonna do it I always knew--" he broke off to kiss his cheeks. "I'm so god damn proud of you," he said, tears pouring out of his eyes. He wasn't the least surprised about Jude's accomplishment, but he was so proud of his boyfriend's tenacity and his overall ability to make anything happen.
Jude: a strained laugh escaped Jude as Jamie clung to him, the sound squeaky, and his face felt hot; he couldn't believe this was fucking happening. "Thank you," he mumbled quietly, arms wrapping tightly around Jamie and holding him to his chest. "I-I--" His vision blurred, and he abruptly realized he was tearing up. "We should go."
Jamie: nodded, "This night is all about you, so I mean--whatever you want!" He said enthusiastically, grabbing his hand and kissing it. "Are we gonna sleep at mine or yours?" He asked, as he'd grown so accustomed to sharing a bed with the boy he loved almost every night, even when his mother seemed to disapprove.
Jude: "Yours," Jude replied immediately. "Absolutely yours." He couldn't stand the thought of being stuck at his house with his parents right now--his mother had come for graduation and while he'd been getting ready he'd felt basically attacked by the false praise and the contempt he could see in both his parent's faces. "The little ones will understand."
Jamie: nodded, understanding that Jamie's room had basically become Jude's room, too, and vice versa. His stuff was all over the place, and he didn't even mind. "My room's your safe place, I should've known," he said sweetly, squeezing his hand and leading him out of the school as quickly as he could.
Jude: nodded, his shoulders slumping as tension started to leave him. He let himself be led out of the school before suddenly pulling Jamie to a stop. "Wait, wait," he said, and he gently gripped Jamie's wrists, tugging him close and leaning down to kiss him deeply.
Jamie: let himself melt into his boyfriend, surrendering to him, whimpering against his mouth. With his hands not free, he couldn't reach up and grab him, but it was okay; he liked how he could taste the love on his lips as his heart beat fast.
Jude: relaxed completely as he kissed Jamie, but he kept it as short as he could make himself, pulling back and resting their foreheads together. "I just needed to kiss you," he mumbled quietly, hands traveling from Jamie's wrists to his hips, tugging him in close.
Jamie: nodded, pressing his chest against Jude's. "I understand completely , he said fondly, exhaling happily and kissing him again. "I'm so in love with you and...and everything we are...I...wow," he said, his cheeks red as the day they first kissed.
Jude: 's mouth slowly spread into a wide, beaming smile, and he laughed softly, stealing another kiss. "I love you so goddamn much," he mumbled quietly, sighing shakily. "Get me to a bed before I pass out?" He tried to make it a joke, but his voice wavered the smallest bit.
Jamie: nodded, "Hold onto me, I've got you," he told him, walking him to his car and opening the door for him before walking around to the driver's side. As he drove them back to his empty house, he smiled when he saw there were no cars in the driveway. "Oh, we're all alone," he said innocently.
Jude: stayed quiet during the drive, arching an eyebrow at the empty driveway. "Huh, how ideal," he replied, grinning a bit. He leaned over and kissed Jamie's cheek. "C'mon," he murmured, sliding out of the car. Dimly he wondered where Sebastian was, and hoped his brother wasn't dooming Blaine to a night dealing with the Smythe's.
Jamie: grabbed onto Jude's hand and ran them into the house, giggling the entire time. Out of breath, he kissed his boyfriend against the door, then grabbed him again and pulled him up the stairs to his room.
Jude: laughed happily as he was pulled towards the house, a gasp leaving him as he found himself pushed against the door and kissed breathless. The trip to the bedroom was a blur, but suddenly he was there, and he pulled back just long enough to shrug off his robe and toss his cap to the side before falling to the bed and tugging Jamie down with him.
Jamie: couldn't stop giggling, nuzzling Jude's neck and rolling around on the bed with him. "I fucking love you," he laughed, tickling his sides and kissing all over his face.
Jude: squeaked as he was tickled, dissolving into giggles at the fingers digging into his sides through the soft fabric of his dress shirt. "I fucking lo-love you, you menace!" he laughed out, beaming beneath the kisses.
Jamie: giggled, "You don't really think that," he said cheekily, taking a nip at his neck and running his hands over his sides. "Mm, I think we need to take advantage of the empty house, don't you?"
Jude: "Couldn't agree more," Jude said, voice soft, and he slid his hands up Jamie's back, tugging him down into a slow, deep kiss. He needed this, needed that connection with him, needed an anchor in the middle of this huge distracting mess.
Jamie: nipped his bottom lip teasingly, "Do you wanna ride Daddy? You won't have to be even the least bit quiet, Baby."
Jude: gasped sharply in surprise, a spike of desire immediately going through him and making him blush faintly. "Yeah," he whined out immediately, barely even stopping to think about his response, hands clutching at Jamie tightly.
Jamie: attacked Jude's neck with nips, moaning against him, "I hoped you'd say that," he exhaled, stripping off his shirt and wiggling out of his pants quickly, already hardening.
Jude: moaned loudly, eyes stuck on Jamie as he stripped. It was with little thought that he flipped them, pinning Jamie beneath him as he quickly pulled off his own shirt, a few buttons popping off in the process. His dress pants went next, and he forgot entirely about the petal pink boyshorts he was wearing beneath the black fabric, a cheeky little graduation cap on the ass. "You wanna prep me, Daddy? Or do you wanna watch me do it?"
Jamie: licked his lips, cock straining at the sight of the little shorts, "Fuck, babe," he breathed out, "I want you to touch yourself, baby. I want you to show me how bad you want me, how desperate you are," he groaned.
Jude: couldn't help the way his hips twitched down at that, grinding against Jamie's and pulling a groan out of him. He leaned down and kissed him firmly before sitting back up, legs on either side of his boyfriend's hips. "Get me the lube?" he asked, trailing a hand down his torso and down to the waistband of the little panties.
Jamie: nodded, grabbing it from his bedside drawer and passing it to him, leaning back on his hand to watch him get himself ready for Jamie. He bit his bottom lip hard in anticipation, there was never anything more beautiful than this.
Jude: gave Jamie a dirty grin as he took the lube, his hand tugging the panties down just enough to free himself from them. He poured some lube onto his fingers, not wasting any time, warming it briefly and bringing his hand back to his entrance to start to tease one inside. "Fuck, Daddy," he murmured, letting his head fall back.
Jamie: moaned, "Fuck," he exhaled. "What gives you...the right...to look like that..."
Jude: gave a startled little laugh and just focused on fucking himself, responding with half a brain. "Can't help but look like a slut when your cock's on the line.."
Jamie: gasped, "Take your sweet time, baby. Open yourself up so nice for me, yeah?"
Jude: "Whatever you say, Daddy," he breathed, whining high in his throat as he slid a second finger in, shivering and pumping them in and out as slowly as he could make himself.
Jamie: swallowed hard, watching him breathlessly, wanting desperately to reach out and touch him, but knowing that this was Jude's to do right now, and he had to hold back, for when he finally got to touch him, it would be more than worth it.
Jude: 's free hand found Jamie's chest, bracing him as he curled his fingers over his prostate and cried out softly, nails digging into his skin. "Oh mother fucker," he moaned, squirming, chest rising and falling rapidly. He loved putting on a show for Jamie, loved setting his own pace.
Jamie: licked his lips, "Good boy," he said softly. "So good, fuck."
Jude: moaned at the praise, quickly pushing a third finger into himself and arching with it. "Daddy," he whined, hips rocking faintly as if trying to get friction already. He quickly realized he couldn't wait anymore and blinked open his eyes, locking them with Jamie's and panting hard. "No condom?"
Jamie: shook his head, "Of course not," he said. "I mean, if that's what you want, right?" he asked.
Jude: "I want you to come in me," Jude replied instantly, shifting to grab the lube again, slicking up Jamie's cock with a few firm strokes. "I wanna feel you fill me up."
Jamie: whimpered, "I will be more than happy to give that to you," he said, his voice hoarse. "Anything you ever want, it's yours."
Jude: "You're so good to me," he murmured as he slid down Jamie's cock, gasping hard as he adjusted. He reached a hand back, resting it on Jamie's leg, back arching and hips grinding down. "Daddy."
Jamie: wrapped his arm around Jude to keep him steady, "I've got you, hey. I've always got you Baby."
Jude: bit his lips hard, then began to move in small bounces atop Jamie, only pulling off almost halfway and dropping sharply back down. "Kiss me," he demanded, free hand trying to pull Jamie closer.
Jamie: gave tiny groans with every movement, obeying Jude's wordless demands for him to be closer, pressing his chest flush to Jude's torso, changing the angle the tiniest bit, making him shiver. "Oh f-fuck," he moaned, pressing his lips to Jude's chest and kissing him there.
Jude: gave a cry as Jamie shifted them with his motion, eyes fluttering. He arched deeper, pressing to Jamie's mouth, hips speeding up. He felt desperate for more, the rest of the evening falling away until the only things that existed were him and Jamie.
Jamie: couldn't hold back his moans; he knew that he must sound like a whore, but he also knew the Jude loved that sort of thing. Holding him closer, he sucked at Jude's chest and left a trail of hickeys until he reached his nipple, teasing at it with his tongue as he moaned desperately.
Jude: felt like Jamie's moans were driving him insane. He shivered, slowly grinding down onto his cock as he let him mark him up. "Oh holy fuck," he moaned breathlessly, whining high in his throat, gripping Jamie's hair tight.
Jamie: The tugging on his hair was just the right amount of painful, he whimpered as he continued to languidly suck on his nipple, then brought his finger tips up to his other to tease lightly at it with his fingers. He knew he had to be killing Jude, but he knew that they both lived for this.
Jude: 's eyes rolled back as Jamie teased his nipples, breath catching sharply. Part of him felt as if he were dying, but in the best way; every nerve was on fire, the spots where Jamie's skin touched his were molten, and he kept up the slow grinding pace, the fucking not even the most important part. It was more of an afterthought, the main focus being the intimacy he had never wanted from anyone else and would never crave from another person for the rest of his life.
Jamie: took his mouth off of Jude's nipple for a moment, reaching up to pull him down for a kiss, locking their lips together and moaning into it. He only pulled away to breathe for a second at a time, digging his nails into Jude's back and feeling tears pool in his eyes.
Jude: gasped into the kiss, the sound quickly becoming a moan as the kiss turned dirty. He rolled his hips down hard, shuddering, hissing at the press of nails into his back. "Jay.." he breathed out softly, voice wrecked. "Je t'aime, merde..."
Jamie: "Je t'aime," Jamie breathed out, rocking his hips up slowly, meeting Jude halfway, "Oh God -- you feel too good," he whined, moving to nip at his neck. His eyes watering from the intensity of the pleasure and from the raw emotion.
Jude: let his head fall back, giving Jamie more room, and abruptly realized that he was right on that edge of tipping over. "Jay--Oh my god," he moaned loudly, feeling the wetness from Jamie's eyes on his skin.
Jamie: "Are you close?" He breathed out. "I definitely am, fuck," he whined. "Beautiful boy," he sobbed, "Love you so much."
Jude: gently pulled Jamie's face up with the grip to his hair, pressing messy kisses all over. "Love you go goddamn much," he mumbled. "I got you. C'mon, Jay, I want you to come in me." He was desperately ready to finish, but he wanted to wait; he didn't want to be done until Jamie was.
Jamie: nodded obediently, lifting his hips up more urgently and gripping both sides of Jude's ass, squeezing him as his moans grew louder, "I'm gonna...I'm g-oh!" Jamie moaned loudly, coming hard up into Jude's ass, throwing his head back and practically shaking with sobs. "C'mon, baby. Y-you're almost there," Jamie breathed, "C'mon."
Jude: gasped, letting Jamie fuck him until he came, a breathless grin spreading over his lips. "Oh holy fuck," he moaned out, moving a little faster, and he was done in seconds, groaning loudly and covering his own stomach in his come. He fell forwards onto Jamie, whole body trembling faintly. "Oh my god.."
Jamie: wrapped his boyfriend up and held him tightly, "I love you, I love you so much, baby," he said, sniffling a little and burying his face in Jude's neck. "I'm o-overwhelmed," he said, his eyes still teary.
Jude: clung tightly to Jamie, shifting them until they could lay down together. "I've got you," he whispered, letting Jamie hide his face away. "I love you so much, cutie. I've got you." He breathed heavily, tears burning hot in his own eyes, tucking his face into Jamie's hair.
Jamie: could feel Jude's hot tears on him, he pulled back from Jude's neck and wiped at his eyes, "You too?" He said, sniffling softly as he touched him all over his sweet face.
Jude: A soft, squeaky laugh left Jude. "Me too," he confirmed softly, leaning in and pressing his lips to Jamie's. "We're a mess," he laughed quietly.
Jamie: kissed the tears away from Jude's eyes, "I'm just thinking about how," Kiss. "How far we've..." Kiss. "How far we've come in just...what, nine months?" He said softly, swallowing hard.
Jude: felt like he was melting beneath Jamie's kisses. "...Our relationship is a newborn," he said, giggling softly. "But...I know what you mean. Sometimes I can't believe this actually happened."
Jamie: giggled, "The sweetest newborn there is," Jamie breathed out. "Me too, it's like something out of a dream, even with all of the shit we went through...you know...I'd do it again," he said. "I'd do it all again. Every stupid little fight, every slammed door, ever...accidental coming in the eye..." he snorted.
Jude: hiccuped another laugh, shaking his head fondly. "We made up for that mess up spectacularly, I'd like to remind you," he murmured fondly. "I'd do it all over again too, Cutie."
Jamie: kissed him softly, "I get to move in with you in a year," he said, biting his lip.
Jude: hummed quietly. "You do," he agreed, kissing the corner of Jamie's mouth.
Jamie: smiled, "Are you gonna bring me with you when it's time to look at places?"
Jude: "Of course I am," Jude said with a smile. "Checked ads the other day, there's this little loft near the beach. It looks nice."
Jamie: beamed at him, "What a fantastic place to fuck your boyfriend every day of the week, hm?"
Jude: gave a surprised little laugh. "Absolutely," he said, leaning up to press a sweet kiss to Jamie's forehead.
Jamie: kissed Jude softly and nuzzled his cheek, "Come shower with me, you're filthy, and...I just might want to get you filthier."
Jude: smirked. "Like I'm ever gonna say no to that." He kissed Jamie one last time before tugging them both off to the shower.
TAGGING → JAMIE ANDERSON & JUDE SMYTHE
LOCATION → Anderson House
TIME FRAME → 4/25/16
NOTES → pure smut.
Jude: smiled against Jamie's lips, tugging him closer by his hips. He was settled comfortably beneath his boyfriend, hands sliding up the back of the shorter boy's shirt, kissing him lazily as they took the afternoon to just relax together. It was nearing summer, and both of them had been stressed to the max with the upcoming end of the school year, especially with Jude playing catch up til the last minute, but one night of relaxation and kisses wouldn't kill them. Especially if the kisses ended up going further, which they surely would. "Mmh...Wanna take this off?" Jude asked, slipping his hands back down to tug at the hem of his shirt.
Jamie: nodded, pulling back to lift his shirt over his head, tossing it to the side and moving to kiss him again eagerly. "Sweet boy," he breathed, "I want yours off, too."
Jude: laughed softly, letting his hands roam over the familiar chest in front of him, before he nodded. "As you wish," he agreed, shifting up to tug the shirt over his head, tossing it away carelessly and pulling Jamie in for another deep kiss.
Jamie: pressed his chest flush to Jude's, "Hey, by the way - happy seven months," he told him before diving into another kiss, running his hands down Jude's torso and up again.
Jude: beamed. "Happy seven months," he murmured fondly. He'd always been shit at dates. he had their one year down though, and that's what really mattered, right? He arched up with his touch, giving a slow, content sigh, nipping at his lip and tugging playfully.
Jamie: reached for the button of Jude's jeans, kissing his jaw softly as he slid them down. He didn't look down at first, but then he felt lace against his hand. When he looked down, he saw that Jude wasn't wearing his usual underwear, but /panties/. "Oh f-fuck," Jamie stuttered.
Jude: hummed, letting Jamie undo the button, mind blissfully blank until he felt Jamie's hand brush against him. All of a sudden it came rushing back; the panties he'd thrown on that morning as opposed to his tight briefs. /Shit/. His eyes opened wide, a fierce blush taking over his cheeks, and he looked down, swallowing hard at the sight of the soft blue lace peeking out from the V of his open jeans. "....Um." He looked back up, catching Jamie's eyes, heart pounding a mile a minute. "...Surprise?"
Jamie: exhaled sharply, "Oh my God, I'm. Woah," he swallowed hard. "How often do you do this, babe?"
Jude: licked over his lips and reached a hand up to push it through his hair uncomfortably, the other absently resting on Jamie's hip, thumb rubbing the prominent curve of his hip bone. "Uh. Just, y'know, um. A couple times a week."
Jamie: "It's really, really fucking hot," Jamie said, "I hope you're not embarrassed, because...this just makes me want you even more."
Jude: blinked in surprise. "...Really?" he asked, caught off guard, teeth catching his lower lip. "I mean, it was a dare from Kitty like...A couple years back to just, y'know, wear some for a day, but they were nice, and so it kinda just...Became a thing," he rambled quietly.
Jamie: smirked, "Yes, you're beautiful. I want you," he breathed out, kissing him hard and palming him over his panties.
Jude: 's breath caught, hips twitching up at the touch as he gave a soft sound into the kiss. "Mmh...Then have me," he mumbled softly, shifting restlessly.
Jamie: gave a shaky exhale, "Wanna help me get these off?" He asked, gesturing to his pants.
Jude: "Well duh," Jude murmured with a grin, quickly helping them both out of their jeans, tugging Jamie in for another firm kiss while his hand found the waistband of his panties, beginning to gently guide them down.
Jamie: "I don't want you to take them off," Jamie breathed. "Just...trust me, okay?" He kissed him hard, moving down to his jaw and sucking marks into his skin.
Jude: stilled his hands, but just nodded. "Always," he murmured, moaning into the kiss, hands sliding up Jamie's back and gripping him tightly as he marked him up, tilting his head to give him more room.
Jamie: nipped at his collarbone, scraping his teeth against him and stroking Jude's hard cock through the lace slowly. "Tell me how much you want me," he whispered.
Jude: gasped sharply as Jamie gently bit at him, the sound quickly becoming a breathy whine. "Want you so bad," he replied immediately. "Fuck, I want your cock, Jay, right now."
Jamie: "Pass me the lube, angel," he breathed, "I'll take care of you."
Jude: hurried to comply, stretching a hand out to open the bedside drawer and fish out the bottle of lube, frowning a bit. "...Might have to get more soon," he mumbled, passing it down to Jamie.
Jamie: pulled back, grabbing the bottle and inspecting it; they were running low. "Shit, yeah," he said. "Thank God we have this, at least," he shrugged, "Spread those legs for me."
Jude: bit his lip around a smile and obediently spread his legs, shifting slightly, the lace of the panties straining lightly against his hard cock and making him give a breathy little gasp.
Jamie: pulled Jude's panties to the side to expose his pretty hole, pouring some lube on his fingers and over the hole itself, "Gonna take such good care of you," Jamie purred, sliding a finger in and moaning at the sight.
Jude: let his head fall back as Jamie slid a finger inside of him, eyes fluttering closed. "Yeah, Daddy?" he breathed, a teasing smile appearing on his lips. He felt so deliciously dirty like this, in panties and spread out beneath his boyfriend, and a shiver slid down his spine.
Jamie: smirked, "Yes baby," he said, beginning to fuck his finger in and out, his second joining in a few minutes later, "Good?"
Jude: "Uh huh," Jude breathed out softly, panting faintly as Jamie worked him open. "Oh, fuck." His cock was leaking, a wet spot appearing on the light blue of the lace, and he just moaned, shifting restlessly.
Jamie: pulled the panties down just enough so that Jude's cock could spring free. "Better," he breathed, working in his third finger, his free hand cupping his ass and squeezing lightly.
Jude: groaned low in his throat, shifting down onto Jamie's fingers. "Oh my God, hurry up," he demanded breathlessly, squirming, hands curling and uncurling in the sheets.
Jamie: 's eyes widened, "So impatient...but...as you wish," he said with a smirk, pulling his fingers free and settling over him, lining himself up and pushing in with a moan.
Jude: 's eyes opened wide as Jamie began to push inside of him, gasping before letting out a loud moan. "Oh...Jesus fuck," he whispered, arching up, hands flying to grab tightly onto Jamie.
Jamie: groaned, burying his face in Jude's neck as he let Jude get used to him, "Tell me when to move, baby, tell me."
Jude: "Move," Jude demanded almost immediately, too impatient, too worked up to wait any longer. "Fuckin'--move, Jay, shit."
Jamie: pulled out almost to the tip, then pushed back into Jude hard, groaning only growing louder when he looked down at Jude's ass, how hot he looked taking Jamie's cock in those panties. "Oh fuck," he whined.
Jude: gave a pleasured shout as Jamie fucked into him hard, moaning and letting his eyes roll back. "Oh god, just like that..." he moaned out, dragging his nails down Jamie's back roughly.
Jamie: pounded into Jude, unable to restrain himself even a little, moaning loudly when he felt Jude's nails on his back, "Fuck, baby. That's right, you know I love that," he panted.
Jude: gave soft exclamations each time Jamie thrust inside him, rocking with him, dimly hearing the sound of the headboard smacking against the wall. "Fuck, Jay," he moaned out, needy, hooking a leg around Jamie's hips to tug him closer.
Jamie: scraped his teeth against Jude's shoulder, his moans starting to sound like screams, "Oh fuck baby, fuck fuck /fuck/."
Jude: cried out loudly at the bite to his shoulder, clutching to him. "God yes, Daddy, fuck your slut," he moaned out loudly, not paying attention to the words leaving his mouth anymore.
Jamie: squeezed his eyes shut, trying to hold off on coming right away without slowing his pace. "Oh G-god baby I wanna last b-but you're killin' me," Jamie whined.
Jude: blinked open his eyes, locking his gaze with Jamie's, mouth red and hanging open, panting harshly. "Come in me," he mumbled breathlessly, nails digging into Jamie's back once more, holding him tight.
Jamie: let out a sob, his hips moving erratically before stilling as he came fast and hard in Jude's ass, "A-ah! Fuck! /Jude!/"
Jude: groaned softly at the feeling of Jamie spilling into him, and reached down, gripping his cock and giving a handful of strokes before coming hard. "/Jay/!" he shouted, whole body coiling tight before he went boneless beneath Jamie, gasping for breath.
Jamie: wrapped his arms around him, taking deep breaths, still snug inside of him. He moved to pull out, pulling Jude's panties all the way down for comfort. Immediately, he needed more. He opened Jude's legs once again, spread his ass apart, and shoved his tongue where his cock had been.
Jude: gave a little whine as Jamie pulled out, humming, only to cry out as his legs were spread and Jamie's mouth was on him, eyes flying open as he twitched hard. "Oh my /god/!" he cried out, face flushing, arm thrown over his eyes. "Jay, Jay /fuck/, holy fuck..."
Jamie: pulled back to give him a devilish grin before moving back to his task, fucking his tongue in and out of his ass, licking his own come from his ass, squeezing his cheeks and reveling in the beauty of his boyfriend when he was coming undone.
Jude: reached down and tangled his fingers into Jamie's hair, pulling harshly and shuddering as his mouth licked at his hole, cleaning the come out of him, making him blush, because Jesus this was amazing and dirty and so, so /good/. ''Oh my God, Jay, Daddy, holy fuck, I-I..."
Jamie: took hold of Jude's hand, squeezing it as he cleaned him out, pulling back a minute to speak, "You think you can come for Daddy one more time?"
Jude: immediately nodded, cock already twitching, half hard, and at Jamie's words he was ready to go once more. "Yeah, please," he gasped out, gripping Jamie's hand tightly.
Jamie: pressed a finger into Jude as he licked at him, moaning into it, sending a vibration through Jude.
Jude: whined and began to work his hips down to meet Jamie as he worked his finger into him, shuddering hard at the moan. "Jay if--If you wanted me to /last/ through round two you might--might wanna slow down--"
Jamie: pulled back, "The goal is to get you off again, that's all. Unless you really /want/ me to slow down?"
Jude: made an upset sound as Jamie pulled away, blinking open hazy eyes to practically pout down at him. "Shut up," he whined.
Jamie: giggled and went back to him, shoving another finger in next to his tongue and fucking him harder, knowing his boy would more than likely be incredibly sore in the morning, remembering the ecstasy he was feeling right now.
Jude: 's eyes rolled back once more as Jamie fucked his fingers in hard, and his soft sound rose in sound and pitch until he was practically shouting for Jamie. It was sudden, his second orgasm feeling like it was almost ripped from his body, an all out scream of Jamie's name leaving him as he arched up and practically sobbed for him. "/Jamie/!"
Jamie: pulled his fingers out and moved up Jude's body, licking the come from his belly before rolling over and wrapping his arms around Jude, "I think that might've been the best sex we've ever had," he said, panting.
Jude: 's stomach jumped beneath Jamie's tongue, and he breathed harshly, pressing his face into the other's shoulder. He gave a strained, breathless laugh, mumbling "Uh huh," absently, clinging tightly to his boyfriend.
Jamie: carded his fingers through Jude's hair, "I love you so much," he breathed out, pulling him closer, "I live to make you feel good."
Jude: gave a soft sound, head tipping with the touch to his sweaty hair. "Mmh...Me, too," he mumbled softly, lazily pressing his lips to Jamie's throat.
Jamie: could tell that Jude was about to conk out, "Lay on me, baby. Go to sleep."
Jude: "Mmph." Jude just shifted, getting as close to Jamie as he could, eyes already closed, body listening to Jamie without Jude's express permission. "Je t'aime," he managed to get out, at least he was pretty sure it made it, and then he was out, asleep against Jamie's chest.
TAGGING → JAMIE ANDERSON & JUDE SMYTHE
LOCATION → Anderson House
TIME FRAME → 4/10/16
NOTES → makeup sex ay
Jude: was shaking faintly, and he did his best to ignore it as he made his way into the Anderson home. Thankfully he didn't run into anyone on his way up to Jamie's room, and he entered quickly, speaking immediately. "I'm sorry," he said, voice weak, and no matter how many times he'd apologized over the phone, he felt he had to do it in person too.
Jamie: shot up from his desk chair immediately and ran to him as though he were a magnet pulling him. He wrapped his arms around him, tears immediately springing to his eyes when they touched. He hadn't touched him in days, and the relief of finally touching him again combined with everything else was just so much. He shook in Jude's arms, squeezing him as tight as he could.
Jude: had to take a step back when Jamie shot to him, bracing himself so they both didn't end up falling over. His arms went tight around Jamie, holding him close, face buried into his curls as he took a deep, shuddering breath. He didn't know what to say, it felt like Jamie was squeezing the life out of him, and it was the best feeling in the entire goddamn world. His hands moved, grabbing Jamie's cheeks, pulling him into a hard kiss.
Jamie: whimpered into the kiss, never loosening his hold on Jude. He could feel his tears running hot over his cheeks. It might have been embarrassing, but there was no place for embarrassment now.
Jude: dimly realized that he'd begun to cry, but he paid it no mind, his body on autopilot, tugging Jamie to the bed, pushing him down onto it, settling above him and kissing him fiercely.
Jamie: ran his hands over Jude's back, grasping gently at his shirt, pulling away to speak. "Don't ever scare me like that again," he sobbed.
Jude: "I'm sorry," Jude replied, lips finding Jamie's tear covered cheek, his jaw, his throat. "I'm so sorry. Never again. Never fucking again. I love you. I'm so fucking sorry."
Jamie: "I love you," Jamie said, feeling more and more vulnerable by the second. "No broken hearts, never again," he pressed his face into Jude's neck.
Jude: held Jamie tight, practically laying on top of him, clinging hard and trembling in his boyfriend's arms. "What do you need, baby?" he whispered, voice cracking slightly.
Jamie: whispered, "I need you to make love to me. I need...I need you inside," he sobbed.
Jude: "Okay," Jude agreed, not hesitating, nodding, kissing Jamie firmly. Slowly, gently, his hands stripped his boyfriend of his shirt, mouth trailing along his throat.
Jamie: let his head fall back against the pillows, letting Jude take over his body without hesitation. "Want you so bad," he said, his voice low and gravelly.
Jude: "You have me," Jude promised softly, hands roaming restlessly over Jamie, feeling as if he couldn't get enough of his boyfriend after being so terrified that he would never have him again. He pulled back just enough to strip his own shirt off, tossing it away carelessly and pressing to Jamie skin to skin, making quick work of his boyfriend's jeans.
Jamie: wiggled out of his jeans, helping Jude out a little before grabbing onto him once again, kissing him deeply and wrapping his legs around Jude's waist - so completely needy.
Jude: let himself be pulled into a kiss, biting at Jamie's lips, tugging gently, his hand finding the other's cock through his briefs. Talking had never been his strong suit and probably never would be, but touch, he was an expert at that, and he could speak a thousand words in seconds with that.
Jamie: nipped and sucked at Jude's neck, hungry for him, moaning at the touch to his cock, "MMmmmm fuck," Jamie whined. "I haven't been touched in 100 years," he laughed.
Jude: gave a breathless laugh, moaning at the marks on his neck. "Well we should fix that," he panted, stripping Jamie's underwear off swiftly and stroking his cock as his free hand found the bedside table, grabbing the lube.
Jamie: 's breath hitched, his legs spreading almost instantly and his eyes fluttering shut, "Oh fuck," he breathed out harshly, "Missed you."
Jude: "Missed you so much," Jude breathed out, slicking his fingers and gently teasing one at Jamie's entrance.
Jamie: shivered, spreading his legs further for Jude, biting his lip and moaning, feeling lucky that no one was home, "Can't w-wait."
Jude: gently eased his finger inside of Jamie, kissing at his skin to distract him. "Je t'aime," he breathed, over and over, nipping and biting at his skin.
Jamie: was beyond the point of being able to speak, just moaning and whining in response to his touches. He began grinding his ass down on Jude's fingers impatiently, his breath hitching at the sudden sparks of pleasure that went through him.
Jude: reveled in breaking Jamie down so soon, easing in a second finger when it became obvious that his boyfriend was desperate for it. He wasn't trying to rush, but at the same time he wanted him, and he wanted him /now/.
Jamie: squeaked and pulled Jude in for another sloppy kiss, sparks going up his spine, "S-so eager," Jamie panted. "Make love to me, /please/."
Jude: kissed Jamie back messily. "Patience, cutie," he murmured softly. "I don't wanna hurt you." He worked his two fingers in and out of him, stretching him.
Jamie: kissed him back eagerly, his cock painfully hard. "Baby please," he said, eyes wide and wanting.
Jude: carefully slid a third finger into Jamie in response, nodding. "I've got you, just trust me, okay?"
Jamie: nodded, "Of course I trust you," he breathed, closing his eyes and giving himself over to Jude completely.
Jude: made as quick work as he could of opening up Jamie, and before long he was slipping his fingers free, grabbing the lube once again to slick his cock before lining up. "I love you," he breathed, leaning in to kiss him firmly as he pushed inside him.
Jamie: gasped, pulling Jude in closer and kissing him hard, moaning into his mouth.
Jude: moaned, breathing heavy. "You good?" he asked urgently, trying his best to not seem impatient, but needing to move in the worst way.
Jamie: nodded, "I'm more than good - move," he urged, wrapping his arms around Jude and nipping at his neck.
Jude: smiled breathlessly and did as he was told, thrusting in gently. "Oh, fuck--" he gasped out, leaning down, biting at Jamie's throat in retaliation to the soft nips he'd been given.
Jamie: moaned low in his throat, digging his nails into Jude's back, "You don't have to be so gentle," he said, practically purring in his ear, "I love you, ahh."
Jude: laughed softly, and he nodded. "Mmh, if you insist. I love you so fucking much," he breathed, before fucking Jamie harder, groaning low in his throat.
Jamie: squeaked, high pitched, his cheeks flushing. "Ah!" He gasped, throwing his head back, unable to get enough of him. He ran his nails down Jude's back as he let out moan after moan, his cock aching.
Jude: gave a pleased shout as Jamie's nails dragged down him, arching into it, it spurring him on more, fucking Jamie roughly, pulling back to grab at Jamie's thigh and heft it up higher to allow him deeper inside him. "Oh Jesus fuck," he groaned.
Jamie: "Oh f-fuck me-f-fuck!" Jamie shouted, letting Jude man-handle him and loving the feeling of him being in control. "H-harder, fuck. Oh G-god!"
Jude: "As you wish," Jude mumbled absently, fucking Jamie hard and rough, knowing the other could take it. He was nearing the edge, and he dropped a hand down to stroke Jamie's cock, not wanting to finish before satisfying the love of his life.
Jamie: squeezed his eyes shut as his orgasm hit him hard, coming around Jude's hand and crying out in a way that was practically a sob. "I l-love you--fuck!"
Jude: gasped as Jamie came, and he followed shortly after, thrusting deep inside and groaning as he came hard. "Fuck, je t'aime, je t'aime, merde, je t'aime," he gasped.
Jamie: held him close, "Don't pull out yet," he whispered, pulling him in and kissing him deeply, shaking a little. "I missed you so m-much," he breathed.
Jude: shivered, nodding softly. "D'accord," he mumbled. "Okay." He settled down atop Jamie, holding him tight enough to bruise. He didn't speak, just nodded, tears welling in his eyes, trying to hold them back.
Jamie: looked at him, "Baby, oh baby. Talk to me."
Jude: felt his lower lip start to shake the faintest bit, and he just shook his head, but that was enough; he broke down, a harsh sob leaving him, head ducking to hide his face into Jamie's throat.
Jamie: squeezed him tight, "It's okay, everything's okay, don't you worry," he kissed his forehead, "Talk to me. Let me help you."
Jude: "...I. I almost. Ruined this," Jude gasped out against Jamie's skin, desperate sobs wracking his lithe frame. "I almost fucked this up like I do everything else and I'm so--I'm so fucking sorry--"
Jamie: shook his head, "It's forgiven, baby. Nothing is ruined. Nothing," he assured him. "I could never get through this life without you, and I never planned on it."
Jude: 's breath caught softly around a soft hiccup, and he just clung to Jamie tightly, his trembling slowly calming. "...I love you," he mumbled weakly.
Jamie: rubbed tiny circles into his back, soothing him. "I love you, too. I will always love you. We're gonna go to school on Monday and everything will be okay."
Jude: took a deep breath, trying to convince himself that Jamie was right. He gave a weak little smile and leaned up, kissing Jamie gently. "Okay."
Jamie: "Sleep now, beautiful. I'll give you a good wake up in the morning," Jamie laughed, kissing him gently and holding him tighter.
Jude: sighed slowly and nodded, slumping slightly. "Mmh, alright," he mumbled, nuzzling at him, shifting to get a bit more comfortable. He finally felt at home in his own skin again, like he was really him while pressed up to Jamie, and he let a small honest smile steal over his lips as he drifted off to sleep.
Jude: [was on his feet instantly, wiping at the tears on his face.] I'm. I'm on my way. [he said, grabbing a shirt, shoving his feet into shoes that he didn't bother tying as he nabbed his keys from his bedside table, rushing down the stairs.
Jamie: I'm gonna let you go so you can drive, alright? Just let yourself in.
Jude: 'm always gonna call. [Jude said softly, almost weakly.] I love you. I'm sorry. I--I'm so sorry.
Jamie: Jude I need you. [he said softly, his chest heaving with sobs.] I need you pl-please come over? Or I can come over? I just. I'm so tired of being alone.
Jude: [sniffled faintly, his hands shaking with the effort of holding back the onslaught of tears that wanted to come.] I--I didn't lie. [Was all he could manage to say, so, so close to breaking down.]
Jamie: [sniffled, hiccuping embarrassingly loud.] I was hoping y-you didn't, [he told him honestly, his tears hot and plentiful on his cheeks.] Jude, I love you. I was scared you weren't going to call.
Jude: [closed his eyes tightly.] Don't. Don't apologize, okay? [he managed, clearing his throat uncomfortably.] Jay, I. I'm so. I'm so fucking sorry. [And there it was. The connection was made, and word vomit was spewing.] I'm fucked up. I'm awful and I didn't--I didn't mean to hurt you. I love you so fucking much and I am so, so fucking sorry for how I acted. When I think--When I think, think about where I am in five years, I don't have any idea, but I--I know that you're there, I know that when I picture it I'm by your side because I could never belong anywhere else. That's what I see. That's what I imagine.
Jamie: [immediately felt tears spring to his eyes as he listened to Jude, his heart being put together little by little.] You're not fucked up just because you made a mistake, you're not awful. I love you. The thought of living without you makes me want to die. [He clutched his chest, squeezing his eyes shut.] So you didn't lie. About us.
Jude: I'm going to class monday. [Jude said first, his voice a little strained. He didn't know what he was doing, why he hadn't led with an apology, why he wasn't groveling for forgiveness, but this is all his brain and mouth would connect together to say.]
Jamie: [exhaled quietly, relief coursing through him.] I'm glad, [he said, biting his nails and staring at a random crack in the wall.] I don't want you to think I was trying to be harsh, I just...I care about your future. I'm sorry if I came off pushy.
Jude: [took a deep, shuddering breath and stared at the phone in his hand. It was Saturday now. Three days since the fight, since the breakdown, since the last time he had seen or heard from Jamie. Sebastian had attempted to talk to him about it--more like yell--but Jude had slammed his bedroom door in his brother's face before he could get more than a couple words out. Slowly, he opened up his contacts, scrolling through to Cutie, and hit the call icon, flopping back on his bed and hoping and praying that the other would pick up.]
Jamie: [was writing, as he'd been for the past few days. He'd been unwilling to focus on anything else since the fight. It was the biggest, ugliest fight they'd ever had, and Jamie wanted to die. The only way he could stop himself from being stupid was sleeping next to Blaine and writing until sunrise most nights. He heard his phone chime - Jude's ringtone. He stopped breathing for a minute, he wondered if he should even answer, but of course, he did.] ...Hey you. [he said as casually as he could muster.]
DON’T TELL ME THAT WE WILL NEVER BE TOGETHER || JUDIE
TAGGING → JAMIE ANDERSON & JUDE SMYTHE
LOCATION → Smythe house.
TIME FRAME → 4/7/16
NOTES → Jude wants to drop out, does that mean dropping Jamie, too?
Jude: Today officially marked his absence from school at the week and a half mark. Jude was spread out on his bed, shirtless, staring at his ceiling, a bowl burning out on his bedside table. It hadn't even started as him dropping out, it had been a headache, which had turned into laziness, which had turned into getting out of bed taking astronomical effort. It was a miracle he'd even managed to get up and shower this morning. He'd gotten as far as putting on a pair of jeans before he'd landed back in bed, and now here he was still, trying to not think too much about anything at all lest he get sucked back into some sort of thought spiral that would lead to nothing but ugly things.
Jamie: knocked on Jude's bedroom door, completely fed up with not seeing Jude for around four days. "Jude? It's me. Can I come in?"
Jude: sighed and closed his eyes at the sound of Jamie. "Yeah," he called out, throwing an arm over his face.
Jamie: walked in, closing the door behind him. He sat next to Jude on the bed, wrinkling his nose at the obvious scent of Marijuana that filled the room. "So...do you wanna tell me what's going on?"
Jude: "Headache," Jude lied, but his voice was flat. He knew Jamie wouldn't believe that. He kept his arm over his eyes, not wanting to see the disappointment he was sure would be on the other's face.
Jamie: sighed, "Remember when we first got together, and I asked you for just one thing?" He asked. "I only asked for your total honesty. And I know that you're not being honest with me right now, and it's got me worried sick." Jamie took Jude's arm and moved it away from his face. "Please talk to me. It's /me/."
Jude: forgot to breathe for a few moments while Jamie was speaking, and he let the other move his arm, slowly blinking his eyes open and finally taking a large gulp of air. He looked over at Jamie, expression very nearly wary, before quietly speaking. "I'm not going back."
Jamie: "...What do you mean," Jamie said, more a statement than a question. "...Jude."
Jude: "I'm quitting." Jude left it at that, simple, easy, straight to the point.
Jamie: "How can you even say that?" Jamie said. "You're so close to the finish line, there's no point in quitting now. You're getting out in a month."
Jude: "Because I want to." Jude looked away, averting his eyes down to the sheets, before abruptly sitting up and sliding off the bed, feeling jittery, not knowing where he was supposed to be going, but knowing he didn't want to be so close to Jamie and his disapproval right now. "I don't want to talk about this."
Jamie: 's eyebrows furrowed, "Well, we're talking about it. Because I'm worried about you." It stung to see Jude moving away from him. It felt like they were heading for something bad, and he wanted to rewind the past few minutes and make it all stop.
Jude: sighed and pushed his fingers roughly through his hair, closing his eyes and pacing through his bedroom. "There's nothing to be worried about. I mean, no one's gonna be exactly /surprised/ by this, Jay."
Jamie: shook his head, "This isn't about everyone else, this is about you, and the fact that you've got a chance to do better than most people and walk away from this experience with a diploma and a shot at something better for you," Jamie said. "Don't you want better for yourself? Don't you want...a future, any kind?"
Jude: "I don't care." It was a flat out lie, Jude knew it was, but if he let himself care that meant thinking, and that had been the one thing he'd been avoiding the most for the past week and a half.
Jamie: crossed his arms. "So you don't see yourself doing anything in the next five years? Nothing you want to accomplish?"
Jude: "I'll be lucky if I'm still fucking alive in five years," Jude said curtly, hands falling to his sides, feeling almost exhausted by this conversation already. "Making long-term goals isn't exactly a thing I do."
Jamie: placed his hand over his mouth, startled by that in a myriad of ways. "Don't you ever fucking say that to me. Don't you /dare/," he said, his voice cracking.
Jude: "Why? It's not like it's a lie!" Jude said, doing his best to keep his volume in check. The crack from Jamie's voice made it feel like his heart was splintering apart, but he fought through it. Jamie had insisted they talk about this, and so he would fucking talk about it.
Jamie: "So basically you've been lying to me," Jamie said, his voice wavering. "You accepted my ring with every intention of having a future with me and you're just taking it back? Dropping out and throwing away everything? For /what/?"
Jude: "If that's how you wanna look at it." Jude had to look away, honestly shocked his eyes were still dry. "You want it back, then?"
Jamie: shook his head, "No, I want /you/. But if you're saying--if this is your way of saying you don't want /me/...?" His face twisted in pain, the ring around his neck burning a hole in his chest. He wanted to die. "Just. Tell me what's happening right now."
Jude: "...I'm being realistic," Jude finally said after a few moments of silence. "I love you. But you knew when we got together what kind of person I am. And that's what ends up happening to people like me. We don't make plans because there's no goddamn point."
Jamie: "You obviously don't love me enough," Jamie said, finally bursting into tears and wrapping his arms around himself. "You don't. And you lied. And you're driving away every good thing you've got unless you take that back."
Jude: 's heart broke into a thousand little pieces when Jamie finally began to cry, but he just shook his head and looked away. "You wanted to talk about it. I was just honest." His voice was flat, unemotional, not outwardly showing how horrible he felt, how terribly sad he was, how much he hated himself in this moment.
Jamie: "I guess I have a lot to think about," Jamie said, his voice small. "I just want to help you, but if you don't want me, there's literally nothing I can do," he sighed. "I guess...just...fucking call me in a couple of days. Whenever you decide what I am or where I fit into your life, if anywhere. I...I'm not going to sit here and be treated this way."
Jude: licked over his lips, crossing his arms over his chest. The pain he'd caused Jamie made him want to die, made him want to collapse on the goddamn floor, or throw himself out of his window, or trip at the top of the ridiculously ornate stairs near his bedroom and hit every edge on the way down. Anyone who caused Jamie to sound like that, look like that, feel like that deserved it. Instead of the apologies he wanted to spew, the pleads to be forgiven, all that left Jude's mouth was a soft, quiet, "Okay."
Jamie: shook his head at him, his eyes full of disdain and hurt. "Bye," he said, his voice low, robotic. He made his way back to the door and swung it open, slamming it shut before barreling down the stairs and running to his car. He sat there for a moment, motionless, in more pain than he'd ever been in. He knew driving was probably dangerous, but damn, he didn't give a fuck. Death was better than this. He took one last look at the house he felt he might never enter again before driving off, tears still falling from his eyes.
Jude: watched Jamie run from him, standing frozen in his room for God knows how long afterward. He was numb. Totally and completely numb. Slowly, he walked back to his bed, sitting heavily, feeling like he was moving on autopilot as he grabbed his pack of cigarettes and his lighter, lighting up and taking a deep drag. He'd ruined everything. No one was surprised.
TAGGING → JAMIE ANDERSON & JUDE SMYTHE
LOCATION → Anderson House
TIME FRAME → 3/25/16
NOTES → six months together i’m not crying tehre’s A BRANCH IN MY EYE.
Jude: grinned as Jamie's bedroom door opened, arching a brow and shifting up to support himself on his arms. He'd been laying in Jamie's bed for the last half hour, waiting for the other to make his way home. His boyfriend had been stressed to the max the last couple days, and they'd barely had time to see each other. Jude could proudly state that he knew his man, and he knew that what Jamie needed was to /relax/. So here he was, already shirtless, promise ring resting on his bare chest on its chain. "Well fancy seeing you here," he teased.
Jamie: 's lips curled up into a smile immediately, "My /babe/," he said dreamily, dropping his bag in the corner and flopping on the bed next to Jude. "You are quite the sight for sore eyes, to what do I owe this immense pleasure?"
Jude: immediately shifted closer, kissing Jamie's cheek lightly and nudging his jawline with his nose. "You owe this to my impatience and your business. There's a stipulation to me being here. While I'm in the bed you aren't allowed to even /look/ at a text book. Capisce?"
Jamie: tilted his head, "What about blogging?" He wrinkled his nose and nuzzled Jude's cheek playfully. "You're the boss, tell me what to do."
Jude: "No blogging. Unless you wanna liveblog me going down on you..." Jude smirked, and leaned in to kiss Jamie, nipping playfully at his lip. "First order. Lose the shirt. Being half naked when you aren't is hot and all, but I wanna see you."
Jamie: smirked, "Well, you're the boss," he said, lifting up his shirt and tossing it away, pressing his bare chest against Jude's comfortably, feeling his warmth and exhaling for what felt like the first time that day.
Jude: hummed approvingly, wrapping his arms around Jamie and tugging him close, smiling and kissing his forehead. "...So. What sounds better, me getting you off, or a nap?" he murmured softly.
Jamie: pressed a gentle kiss to Jude's nose. "Why not a little bit of both? I just want you close, to be honest."
Jude: scrunched up his nose at the kiss, nodding a bit. "I think I could manage that," he said quietly, pulling Jamie into a slow, deep kiss.
Jamie: wrapped his arms around Jude and smiled against his lips, hyperaware of how lucky he was; how lucky he /is/. When they detached, Jamie only went in for another kiss, drowning in him.
Jude: gladly leaned back in when Jamie pulled away, meeting him halfway and kissing him lovingly. He knew how blessed he was to have Jamie, and moments like this, in bed with him, just served as a reminder. Slowly, he began to pull away, dragging his lips down his cheek, towards his chin, along his jawline, nipping softly.
Jamie: bit his lip and sighed happily, tilting his head back and flushing deep red. "Oh /baby/."
Jude: slowly smiled against Jamie's skin. "...Yeah, Daddy?" he murmured teasingly, continuing down.
Jamie: "I just love you," Jamie said quietly, smiling down at him and running a hand through his hair, "I really, really love you."
Jude: 's smile softened, and he hummed quietly, kissing his skin gently. "I really, really love you too," he said softly.
Jamie: melted under Jude's kisses, feeling like Jude was slowly unraveling him. "Beautiful," he breathed out.
Jude: "Yes," Jude murmured softly, "You are." He kissed his way further down, beginning to gently work marks into the other's throat.
Jamie: shook his head lightly, "Hey, stop that," Jamie said. "Let me tell you how beautiful you are, yeah?"
Jude: gave a little nod after a moment. "Okay," he breathed out, kissing at his throat once more, his hand dragging slowly down his torso.
Jamie: shivered a bit, inhaling sharply. "You're the most beautiful person I've ever met. Your inside matches your outside perfectly, you're art."
Jude: blushed at Jamie's words, chuckling softly. "How did I get lucky enough to end up with you?" he said softly, punctuating the question with a bite to his neck.
Jamie: let out a tiny whine, "Because you're my soul mate," he said simply, because he honestly believed it to be true, "That's the only real explanation I can think of."
Jude: "I like that explanation," Jude murmured softly, his hand slipping lower down, gently palming Jamie through his pants.
Jamie: felt himself harden under Jude's touch, "O-oh!" He gasped, "I-I'm glad you do."
Jude: "Mm...Less talking, more moaning," Jude teased, kissing down to his chest, rubbing his cock slowly.
Jamie: only answered with a moan, jerking up against Jude. "Oh God, baby," he breathed out. He bit down on his bottom lip, whining in gorgeous agony.
Jude: 's lips found a nipple, and he kissed it softly before sucking lightly and swirling his tongue around it, slowly pulling down to trail kisses and bites towards his stomach. "Can I suck you?" he asked softly.
Jamie: traced a heart on Jude's cheek. "Yes, absolutely, you perfect thing."
Jude: grinned, turning his head to playfully bite at Jamie's finger before continuing down, working Jamie out of his pants.
Jamie: exhaled sharply, looking down and making eye contact with Jude and feeling a shiver go down his spine. "You're so damn perfect."
Jude: "So are you," he murmured softly, kissing along his hips as he guided his underwear down. "And that's not me deflecting. That's me agreeing and responding."
Jamie: blushed, "You're my life," he said, closing his eyes and letting out a moan as his cock sprung free, "Mmmmmmfffuck."
Jude: "What a coincidence," Jude said quietly. "You're mine." With that, he licked a long stripe up the underside of Jamie's cock before taking the head into his mouth with a teasing moan
Jamie: whined softly, curling his fists around Jude's hair and pulling gently. "Don't tease, it's mean," Jamie said, wrinkling his nose.
Jude: hummed at the soft tug, looking up at Jamie and winking before slowly beginning to take more of him in.
Jamie: "God, you love this, don't you?" Jamie said, involuntarily thrusting his hips up. "You just eat this up, yeah?"
Jude: A shiver went through Jude as Jamie spoke, and he moaned in response, his eyes fluttering, stomach swooping pleasantly as he easily took the unexpected thrust.
Jamie: "So, so dirty," Jamie said, moaning low in his throat, "God damn /fuck/."
Jude: blushed darkly, cock hard in his pants, and he had to pull off of Jamie's cock to speak, trying to sound demanding but sounding more like a plead. "Fuck my mouth."
Jamie: gasped desperately, thrusting up into Jude's mouth and moaning louder this time. "Oh /God/," he said, panting. "Oh fuck, b-baby you're so--such a /slutty/ baby."
Jude: 's eyes opened wide as the words registered, and he moaned, closing them again tightly and sucking harder around Jamie's cock. He'd never expected that to be something he liked, that he was into, but /fuck/, that did things to him like nothing else had.
Jamie: thrusted into Jude's mouth, using him the way he knew Jude loved, "I'm so close, baby. So close, fuck."
Jude: breathed heavily through his nose, his hands curling into fists in the sheets next to Jay, and he whined around his dick, needy and ready and cementing the fact that he was there to stay.
Jamie: felt the vibration of Jude's whine around his cock, causing him to tip off the edge, coming hard and fast down his boyfriend's throat and letting out high pitched whines, "Oh /fuck me/ God DammitOHMYGOD."
Jude: moaned loudly as Jamie came, swallowing thickly around his length, reveling in the sounds he pulled from his boyfriend. He gently bobbed his head, working Jamie through it.
Jamie: practically sobbed as his orgasm crashed into him, "Oh G-god b-baby," he stuttered, "C'mere p-please come here I need. I need you."
Jude: pulled off, panting, and immediately moved up to press to Jamie's chest, face tucked into the curve of his neck and shoulder as he fought to catch his breath.
Jamie: held Jude close to his chest, "Beautiful boy," he breathed out. "Oh God, I love you," he snuggled close to him, "Do you need me?"
Jude: whined softly and nodded. "Fuck, yes," he groaned, hands roaming restlessly over his boyfriend's skin.
Jamie: "Get those pants off," he said, voice low and commanding.
Jude: felt his cheeks flush, shivering at the tone of his voice, and he quickly complied, stripping his lower half bare, eyes locked with Jamie.
Jamie: reached his hand down to wrap his hand around Jude's cock, so heavy and perfect in his hand. "Fuck my hand, baby," Jamie breathed out, giving him a squeeze.
Jude: very nearly whimpered, licking over his lips before letting his mouth hang open as he panted. "Daddy," he moaned out, needy, hips jerking up into Jamie's fist.
Jamie: "Daddy's got you," Jamie breathed out. "I've got you, I've got you," he said, burying his face in his neck and nipping at it, giving him all of the encouragement he needed, "You feel so good, baby boy."
Jude: It didn't take long until Jude was coming with a sound that was almost a sob, hips stuttering up into Jamie's fist as he spilled over his fingers, his hand tangling tightly in his hair. "Oh...Oh my /God/, /Daddy/, FUCK!"
Jamie: placed gentle kisses to Jude's skin wherever he could, "You're such a good boy, baby," Jamie said sweetly.
Jude: trembled faintly as he clung to Jamie, giving a breathless little laugh. "...Je t'aime," he mumbled.
Jamie: "Je t'aime aussi," Jamie said right back to him, holding him close and pressing kisses to his cheeks and forehead absentmindedly.
Jude: let his eyes close, calming down at the kisses. "...I..." He swallowed. "I really liked that." His voice was quiet, almost shy.
Jamie: "Mm, I sort of caught on to that, my love," Jamie said softly. "You're so hot, so damn perfect for me."
Jude: smiled a little, nuzzling at Jamie. "You're my everything," he mumbled simply.
Jamie: whispered gently, "You've been my life for a whole six months, and now you always will be."
Jude: felt himself tear up a little bit, breath hitching softly. "I..." He didn't know what to say, so instead he just pressed closer, hiding his face.
Jamie: could feel Jude's cheeks getting hot against his skin, but he didn't comment on it; he only pulled him closer and buried his face in his hair.
Jude: "I think that nap might be a good idea now," he mumbled, exhausted.
Jamie: nodded, "Mhm, I so wore you out," he laughed, "Just snuggle up and let's pretend to be hibernating."
Jude: "Why pretend? Let's just literally hibernate. Like bears," Jude murmured, sighing happily.
Jamie: "You're honestly more of a monkey," Jamie teased.
Jude: "Rude," Jude said, but he was smiling, reaching down to playfully pinch Jamie's ass.
Jamie: gasped and giggled, "I'd get you back for that, but I can't feel my arms," he said with a tiny snort. "Go to sleep, sweet cheeks - not talking about the ones on your face. Oh!"
Jude: practically giggled, the sound cutting off with a yawn. "Mmh, whatever you say, cutie," he mumbled, relaxing into his arms.
TAGGING → JAMIE ANDERSON & JUDE SMYTHE
LOCATION → Anderson House
TIME FRAME → 3/8/16
NOTES → Jamie has a bad day and Jude is happy to fulfill his boyfriendly duties.
Jamie: pulled himself out of bed and took the quickest shower he could, changing into a pair of grey sweats and getting back in bed. He knew that Jude would let himself in as expected. When he heard footsteps on the stairs, he automatically smiled.
Jude: didn't take long to arrive at the Anderson home, letting himself in and heading up the stairs immediately. He knocked on the door to Jamie's room and peeked his head in with a little smile. "Special delivery for one Jamie Anderson in the form of his boyfriend," he murmured softly, walking in and immediately going towards the bed.
Jamie: lifted the covers for Jude to get in bed with him, "Hiiiii," he said quietly, giving him a soft smile and becoming immediately overwhelmed with the need to be close to him. "You're so sweet to come over," he said softly.
Jude: "Hey, cutie," Jude replied, toeing off his shoes and immediately sliding beneath the blankets, tugging Jamie close to his chest. "I'm always gonna be here when you need me, baby," he reassured him.
Jamie: felt tears leap to his eyes almost immediately, he hiccuped a little, burying his face in Jude's chest and shaking a little.
Jude: wrapped his arms tightly around Jamie, gently shushing him. "You're okay. Cry if you need to, I'm not going anywhere."
Jamie: "I'm sorry," he said quietly. "I don't even know what's wrong, that's the worst part of it. If I could point to something and say, 'hey, this thing is bothering me,' it'd be fine, but I c-can't."
Jude: "You have nothing to apologize for," Jude said firmly, but he kept his voice soft, his hand raising to gently play with Jamie's curls. "It's okay to not be okay sometimes."
Jamie: sniffled, "I feel so out of my mind, Jude," he told him, "I never wanted you to see me like this."
Jude: pulled back just enough to kiss Jamie's forehead, then look into his eyes. "Hey," he said softly, his hand sliding down from Jay's hair, to his throat, fingers gently catching the chain of his promise ring necklace. "Do you know what this means to me?" he asked, pulling the chain out, his fingers finding the ring to play with it absently, much like he did with his own. "It means forever, sure, but it means more than that. It means that I'm here for you in the good times, /and/ the bad times. I'm here for when you're happy and when you're sad and when you don't quite know what you're feeling. I wanna see every part of you, baby, even the parts you don't like, cause guess what? I like 'em enough for both of us."
Jamie: "I'm so in love with you," Jamie said, wiping his eyes and clinging to Jude. "You're so fucking special, you know that?"
Jude: smiled softly. "So are you, baby. You're my entire fuckin' world." He kissed him gently, holding him tight.
Jamie: breathed out, his body relaxing. "Remember the first time you said that?" He asked with a wry smile, wrinkling his nose.
Jude: laughed gently. "I do, but tell me about it anyways," he answered, kissing Jamie's nose.
Jamie: giggled, wiping his eyes on Jude's shirt - because that's the kind of couple they were. "Remember when we had sex the first time and you told me that?" He blushed, "And how we got tested first and just leapt into bed?"
Jude: barely noticed Jamie using his shirt to wipe his eyes, not minding in the least, much too focused on the other boy's words. "And it was one of the best days of my entire fuckin' life."
Jamie: snorted and cuddled closer, letting his hands roam underneath Jude's T-shirt absentmindedly. "Every day that I'm with you is the best day of my life," Jamie told him honestly. "You're my family," he said seriously. "Do you think about having babies?"
Jude: "Well, I'm not sure that's possible, but I'm definitely not gonna stop you from trying to put a baby in me," Jude joked with a grin.
Jamie: rolled his eyes, "Nooo, I mean like," he sighed, "Like getting Kitty to have our baby for us or something."
Jude: bit at his lips. "I'd probably be a pretty shit dad, Jay," he said softly.
Jamie: shook his head, "I don't think so at all," he said slowly. "But I mean...if you don't want that, I'm not gonna force you."
Jude: "I didn't say I didn't want it," Jude said quietly, honestly. He didn't know what he wanted. All he knew was that as long as Jay was with him, everything would be okay
Jamie: nodded, "It's not a decision that needs to be made today, anyway," he said with a shrug. "I just thought of it for some reason, and I felt like...it wouldn't be so bad, you know?"
Jude: gave a crooked little smile. "It wouldn't," he agreed. "I think older me could deal with a mini Jay running around." The words should have terrified him, but they didn't; instead, it felt as if they were calming him, reminding him that both he and Jamie were in this for the long haul.
Jamie: blushed and laughed a little, "Being with you helps me more than anything else ever could," he said sincerely, the pain of the day fading as quickly as it had set in.
Jude: A warm feeling spread in Jude's chest, and his smile strengthened. "I'm glad I could help, baby," he said softly, reaching up to push Jamie's hair out of his eyes.
Jamie: "You know what I really want, though?" Jamie asked, tracing a heart on Jude's chest.
Jude: "Tell me what you want, what you really really want," Jude replied, laughing at his own joke.
Jamie: "Nerd!" He said, but he laughed anyway, "I want a kiss, please."
Jude: "I prefer sweetheart." Jude leaned in without another word, pressing his lips gently to Jamie's.
Jamie: leaned into the kiss and curled his fingers into Jude's hair, feeling normal for the first time that day. "Thank you, /Sweetheart/."
Jude: "Anytime. Really. Literally anytime." He grinned at Jamie, stealing another kiss.
Jamie: grabbed at his back and took his shirt in his grasp, kissing him harder. "You taste especially good today," he said breathlessly.
Jude: hummed quietly. "Oh yeah?" he mumbled absently, nipping gently at Jamie's lower lip. He didn't push, not sure how far Jamie wanted to go today, being gentle with him.
Jamie: moaned softly, feeling so special and loved. In truth, feeling those things were what turned Jamie on the most when he was with his boyfriend. It didn't hurt that he was dating the most beautiful guy to ever exist, of course.
Jude: They kissed for what felt like an eternity, hands dragging lazily over skin, Jude keeping it slow and careful. "..Can I touch you?" he whispered against Jamie's lips, blinking his eyes open to meet his boyfriend's.
Jamie: nodded, "Always," he breathed out.
Jude: smiled and kissed Jamie again, his hand slowly dragging down to palm him gently through his sweats.
Jamie: closed his eyes and immediately let out a moan, sounding sluttier than he'd intended to sound. "Fuck," he said in almost a whisper. "When was the last time we--ahhhh," he couldn't even finish the sentence.
Jude: "Too long," was Jude's only response, voice slightly breathy. "Do you want my hand or my mouth, Love?" he asked, kissing Jamie's jawline.
Jamie: licked his lips, "Mouth," he said with almost no hesitation. "And um, fingers?" He asked shyly.
Jude: hummed. "Of course, cutie." He kissed Jamie deeply one last time, grabbing the lube from the bedside table before beginning to move down Jamie.
Jamie: exhaled slowly, kicking off his sweats and thanking God he'd decided to shower before Jude came over. He bit his lip in anticipation and his heart quickened at the sight of Jude down there, looking up at him.
Jude: didn't tease today, just wanting to make Jamie feel good. He licked over his lips before dragging his tongue up the underside of Jamie's cock, moaning softly at the familiar taste, taking his length in his hand to hold it steady and gently kissing the tip before taking it into his mouth.
Jamie: gasped, his hands instinctively grabbing onto Jude's hair and moaning loudly. "Oh fuck, so perfect," he breathed shakily. "/God./"
Jude: gave a soft, pleased sound as Jamie's hands gripped his hair, blinking his eyes slowly as they focused on Jamie's face. He swirled his tongue around the head for a few moments before pulling off briefly to speak. "Feel free to fuck my mouth, if you want," he said softly before sinking back down.
Jamie: "Fingers," Jamie piped up, feeling bossy and needy at the same time. His hips jerked involuntarily, "Sorry!"
Jude: laughed gently around Jamie's cock. Only his boyfriend would apologize for something he'd said was okay not a minute ago. He grabbed the lube, pulling off of Jamie's cock to kiss and suck down the side as he poured lube over his fingers, slowly sinking back down as he gently circled his entrance.
Jamie: whined high in his throat, jerking up into Jude's mouth again, and then again, finding a steady pace. The sensation of Jude's fingers inside of him while also burying himself in the sweet heat of his mouth was absolute heaven in a world that sometimes felt like hell. "Oh God this is too good oh fuck oh fuck," he sobbed, the sound of Jude sucking around his cock was sinful.
Jude: gently worked his fingers into Jamie, stretching him and fucking him with them while he easily took Jamie's cock down his throat. He loved this, loved giving Jamie this pleasure and letting him take it from him, moaning around his cock at the sound of his boyfriend's voice. His free hand inched down, rubbing at himself through his jeans.
Jamie: 's moans came out as desperate whines. "B-baby I'm gonna come really f-fast," he sobbed. "Let's try that thing...?"
Jude: reluctantly pulled off of Jamie's cock, lifting his hand back from his own dick to stroke Jamie's, his fingers still fucking into him. "The face thing?" he asked with a little curious smile.
Jamie: "Y-yes yesyes," Jamie said incoherently, "Fuck yes."
Jude: hummed happily, grinning. "Absolutely," he murmured, stroking him faster, thrusting his fingers in firmer. He licked his lips and dropped his mouth open, tongue resting on his lower lip, and closed his eyes ahead of time, just to be safe--and to add the element of surprise in, not admitting that not knowing when Jamie was gonna come was incredibly hot to him.
Jamie: sat up on his elbows so that he could see Jude's face more clearly, "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!" he moaned, the sight of his boyfriend enough to push him over the edge, painting white streaks on Jude's lips and chin, coming so hard that there were stars swirling in his line of vision.
Jude: gasped as he felt Jamie's come hit his face, shivering slightly as pleasure rocked through him, making him moan Jay's name out as he dimly realized he'd just come in his briefs like a fucking fourteen year old. He was panting, blinking his eyes open--safely, thank god--to look up at Jay, before licking the come off his lips and beaming up at him.
Jamie: felt his body loosen up as he came down from his orgasm, "Fuck, oh my /God/," Jamie breathed. "That was too good, fuck, C'mere. I wanna take your cock down my throat."
Jude: blushed slightly and gave a slightly embarrassed laugh. "Uh. While that sounds...Fucking amazing, I uh. Kind of already finished?" he admitted, biting his lower lip.
Jamie: 's eyes widened. "Woah. WOAH. Really?" He asked, licking his lips. "That's so fucking hot..." he trailed off, "You still need to get out of those pants."
Jude: nodded, laughing softly. "I should probably wash my face off, too," he said quietly, shifting up to start pulling off his clothes.
Jamie: "Take care of all of that and get your ass back in bed, 'cause I'm not done," Jamie said with a devilish grin.
Jude: slowly smirked, leaning down to kiss Jamie hard. "Good," he murmured, before standing to make his way to the bathroom, using his thumb to wipe the come off his chin and sucking it clean.
Jamie: checked his ass out all the way to the bathroom, sighing happily at how gorgeous he was, "I love you!" He called after him.
Jude: "Je t'aime!" Jude called back easily, his smile obvious in his voice. He cleaned up quickly, leaving his clothes in the dirty laundry and making his way back over to the bed, sliding beneath the blankets with Jay. "So how're you feeling?"
Jamie: "Better," he said sweetly, wrapping his legs around his boyfriend and kissing him softly, "You made me feel so...beautiful."
Jude: held Jamie tight. "That's cause you are beautiful," he replied softly, smiling at him.
Jamie: laughed softly, burying his face in Jude's neck. "You're gonna make me cry," he said softly, swallowing hard.
Jamie: teared up, holding Jude closer to him and trying to make it not noticeable, but tears fell on Jude's shoulder anyway, so it was futile. "I love you so much," he let out a shaky breath.
Jude: nodded, gripping Jamie close. "I know, baby, I know," he said softly, soothingly, petting his hair gently. "I love you just as much."
Jamie: pulled back to look into Jude's gorgeous green eyes, "You're my entire heart," he whispered sleepily.
Jude: smiled, cupping his cheek, thumb smoothing over his skin. "And you're mine." He kissed his forehead. "Wanna take a nap?"
Jamie: nodded, "I think I need it," he said, laughing a little.
Jude: "Then take one. I could use one, too. I'll still be here when you wake up," Jude said fondly.
Jamie: "I trust that," he said, taking his hand and kissing his palm sweetly. "Goodnight...well, for now..." he trailed off, rapidly falling asleep.
Jude: "Doux rêves, cutie," Jude murmured softly, before going quiet, letting the two of them drift off to sleep.
Jude: That doesn't upset you or anything does it? I guess I should have told you, but I didn't want to make a big deal out of it, especially if you hadn't told me yourself.
Jude: I can arrange that. Want me to come over?
Jamie: No, no. If anything it just makes me think like...you knew all about it and you stayed anyway.
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