Southern Nights
Pairing: Jack Abbot x F!Resident!Reader
Warnings: Minimal Use of Y/N, Age Gap, Alcohol Usage by Reader, Mild Intoxication, Oral Sex, Mutual Pining, Mutual Masturbation, Unprotected Sex, Shameless Smut
Reader is only described as mid to late 20’s female, hair long enough to grab onto, tattooed
Summary: You’re one of Robby’s new day shift residents, having worked at the Pitt for ten months by now. Those same ten months you’ve been developing a giant crush on the much older night shift attending Robby had introduced you to on your first day, knowing from then on you were in big trouble when the older man shook your hand with a grin. What you had no idea about was that same attending had developed the same hopeless crush on you too, both of you not having made a move until one fateful night where the both of you were invited out to drinks with your co-workers.
Word Count: 6,5k
“Robby! Y/L/N, Some assistance please” Jack called out when his eyes landed on the two of you just coming out of a room, causing you to sprint over next to him, Robby moving to the gurney’s opposite side. “You miss us so much you came back so quickly?” Robby laughed, but the joke didn’t land as Jack gave him a look that said more than words could. “Status?” You asked as you looked down Jack’s arm, sleeve of his camo shirt pushed up as his gloved hand had two fingers extended into a heavily bleeding wound on the man’s stomach, a fellow SWAT member named Hiro.
“Critical and unstable, I’m trying to squeeze shut his artery so he doesn’t bleed to death after several GSW to the torso” Jack replied, groaning in pain when he had to set more pressure to keep the artery shut. “Let’s get him on the table” Robby spoke when the 3 other SWAT officers left, replaced by Santos, Langdon and Whitaker. “I gotta get up in your personal space to lift him properly” You told Jack who took a step back to give you some more room, “Please, be my guest” Jack replied, his fingers still in the bleeding wound as you stepped in to move against him, grabbing the patient’s shirt as the others grabbed his hand and legs. Robby counted down from three as you carefully pulled the man on the table, everyone working so in sync it still went perfectly.
“While I’m in here let me cut off his top so your fingers can stay right there” You spoke as you grabbed the scissors from Whitaker’s outreached hand, carefully but quickly cutting through the patient’s shirt and around the large wound Jack was trying to stop bleeding. “Can you help me get this vest off? I can’t do it one handed” Jack asked you, moving to step behind him, undoing the velcro straps holding the bullet proof vest together, carefully taking it off him to not move his hand. You furrowed your brows when your eyes landed on a blood stain on Jack’s shoulder, clearly his own blood by the way he winced when you pulled the vest off of him. “You ok?” You asked quietly enough so no one around you noticed, placing your hand on his back which made him turn his head toward you, replying with a single nod. “Let’s get this wound shut first and pump a few bags of blood” Langdon spoke, Santos stepping in to do as Langdon ordered. “Here you go” Jesse spoke as he handed her a bag of blood, Whitaker attaching it to the IV he had placed, Santos squeezing the bag of blood so it would enter the man’s body quicker.
Jack took a step back when Robby finally finished suturing the artery he’d been holding shut, letting out another wince as his shoulder started to hurt more by the second. “We got it from here, Dr. Abbot” You spoke as you looked back over your shoulder, placing a hand on Jack’s upper arm before squeezing gently, finally giving him the nudge to leave the room. “What’s up with him?” Robby asked, still digging around in the open wound but raising an eyebrow when he looked up at you still busy suturing another wound. “Bad day” You replied, lifting your hand to wipe a drop of sweat from your forehead with your sleeve.
“He’s stable” Langdon spoke, making you let out a deep breath before pulling off your gloves. “Good job everyone” Robby spoke, feeling the tension disappear from the room. You pushed open the door with your shoulder, scanning the central bay for any sign of Jack but you only locked eyes with Dana. “Looking for something?” Dana asked, glasses down on the tip of her nose as she glanced up at you. “Someone, you seen Abbot?” You replied, Dana unable to hide the smallest smirk that appeared on her face. “South 19, which should be an empty room” Dana told you, not waiting a second before you headed in that direction. “I’m timing you!” Dana yelled at you, not bothering to turn back around but simply responding with a raised middle finger.
You pushed open the door to south 19, turning back around to close the door behind you. “Just wanted to check if you were doing ok-oh..” You spoke, halting your words when you turned back around to face Jack. He froze for a second before seeing it was you, pulling off the last bit of his black t-shirt before sighing softly. “It’s okay” Jack told you, moving to sit down on the edge of the bed and pulling the tray of medical supplies closer to him. You tried to bring out anything, even if it was only a single word but you were busy fighting the redness wanting to appear on your cheeks, your eyes glued to his arms and chest before finally lifting your gaze to meet his. “Let me take a look” You brought out, surprising yourself with how steady your voice came out, taking a few big steps to move behind him as quick as you could.
You let out a deep, shaky breath before raising your hands, pulling the blood soaked bandage of his shoulder blade, trying to stay focused on the task at hand instead of the freckles on his back. “Well? Am I dying doc?” Jack asked, grimacing when your fingers moved to spread the wound open to take a better look. “Yes, I’m going to have to intubate you” You replied, making both of you laugh as you reached for the suturing set on the tray. “Two stitches and you should be good, try not to put too much pressure on it, even though I know you will” You spoke, Jack huffing out another short laugh.
“Still in a rivalry with Dr. Santos?” Jack asked as you pushed the suturing needle into his skin, gritting his teeth as his fingers dug into the bed. “Yeah.. I know we don’t have to prove ourselves that much anymore but we can’t help but always want to take on the hardest cases. And otherwise we wouldn’t have come in and it would probably be Robby stitching you up right now” You replied, finishing your second stitch off with a knot. “Well lucky me today then” Jack told you, glad to still be stood behind him as you felt your cheeks heat up again. You took off your gloves before grabbing a new bandage, looking up to see Robby walk by who almost stopped in his tracks when he met your gaze.
You shook your head to yourself before placing the bandage on Jack’s shoulder, fingers lingering on his skin just a second longer than necessary. “There, all done” You told him, walking around the bed so you were stood in front of him again. “Thanks, also for not making a scene out of it” Jack told you, standing up to grab his shirt, making you swallow thickly at your proximity when he stood, automatically taking a step back as you pushed up the sleeves of your undershirt. “No problem, Robby would’ve put you on a gurney if he noticed” You chuckled, gaining you another warm laugh from him as he put his shirt back on.
“No noticeable blood stains, right?” He asked, you twirling your finger for him to do a spin. “Nope, you’re good” You replied, wanting to leave the room but Jack stopped you. “Now that we’re in an up close and personal mood, can I ask you something?” He asked, causing you to let go of the door handle and turn back to face him again, Jack taking a few steps closer to you before gently grabbing your wrists, his eyes focused on your lower arms. “Why do you always wear those long sleeved undershirts? To hide these?” He asked you, thumb sliding over one of the tattoos on your skin. “Yeah.. I don’t want to offend anyone” You replied, feeling goosebumps raising on your skin at his touch, hoping he wouldn’t notice.
“You’re saving people’s lives here, they won’t care about the ink on your skin” Jack spoke as he let go of your arms before sighing softly as he shook his head, pushing open the door behind you so the two of you could walk out. “Show them. And if you even only slightly care about this old man’s opinion, I think they’re cool” He told you with a grin before turning around to talk to Robby who was headed into his direction. “Ooh lucky you, only a minute left before I would’ve come to check what you two were getting up to” Dana teased from behind her desk, you reaching into your pocket to launch one of your discarded latex gloves at Dana.
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After your shift had finished for the day Samira invited you to join the day and night shift teams at the bar later that night, adding that Jack would be there too with a wink, making you roll your eyes at her before being unable to hide the grin that formed on your face, Samira pushing her elbow into your side when she noticed. She told you she’d pick you up in a few hours to give everyone enough time to get ready, quickly making your way home to change out of your scrubs and do a full shower. You got dressed in your favorite jeans and your go-to black top, just revealing enough but not indecent to wear around your co-workers, and the attending you had a bad crush on since the day Robby introduced you to him. You spritzed your favorite perfume below your jawline, in your hair and on your wrists, patting them together before pulling on a brown leather jacket, your phone going off with a text from Samira that informed you her, Santos and Whitaker were waiting outside in her car.
Laughter filled the car as Samira drove towards your usual bar for wind down drinks after work, the four of you walking in to see almost everyone else had made it there before you, your eyes immediately drifting off towards the bar where the day and night shift attendings were sat together. Jack’s eyes were already on you as soon as you stepped in, his breath catching at the sight of you which he was thankful you couldn’t hear before your eyes found his, raising his hand at you, you returning the gesture with a sweet smile that made his heart twist in his chest, only pulled out of his trance when Robby slammed his fist into Jack’s bicep. “Ouch! What was that for?” Jack groaned as he rubbed a hand over his arm, Robby letting out a laugh before shaking his head at his best friend. “You’re fuckin’ hopeless man” Robby chuckled before ordering another beer, Jack clenching his jaw as he looked away from Robby again to see you walk towards the dancefloor with your same aged co-workers.
“Can I get you another beer? And you Santos?” You asked Samira and her after dancing for a while, gaining you two loud “Yes please!” ’s in response. You ran a nervous hand through your hair before walking over to the bar, placing your hands on Jack’s good shoulder before moving to stand next to him, folding your arms over the counter. “Sorry for the eye sores on the dancefloor you’ve had to endure” You joked, making him laugh as he looked up at you from his bar stool, the one next to him missing Robby who was busy with a bathroom break. “Oh please, you rocked that shit” Jack replied with a grin, his eyes glancing down to your lips before quickly raising them back to your eyes, making you huff at him before shaking your head. “Can I get you something?” You asked as you noticed the barman walking over, “I don’t drink” Jack quickly replied, raising an eyebrow at him before turning to face the barman.
“Three beers, and a glass of water please” You spoke, glancing over at Jack. “Here you go pretty lady” The barman spoke when he returned with your order, paying for it before the barman walked to his next customer. “What’s the story with that?” You questioned, sitting down on the still empty barstool. “Ah I’ve had some bad experiences with drinking too much to forget about some things, so I haven’t touched the stuff in over a decade by now” Jack replied, pressing your lips together before nodding in approval. “Good for you” You honestly spoke, making Jack chuckle. “Makes me less fun though so don’t let me hold you, plus my date’s back” Jack spoke, you quickly moving to stand up to offer Robby his barstool back, grabbing the three beers from the bar.
“I’m going out for a breath of fresh air, be back soon” You told Samira and Santos a bit later when your feet started to hurt after being on them for too long, the hot and sticky air in the bar not helping your tipsy mind, exhaling deeply before heading out the front door, seeing an empty bench across the street. You plopped yourself down on it, pressing your hands to your eyes as you felt your head spin slightly, flinching when someone suddenly sat down next to you. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you” Jack softly laughed, you doing the same as you sat back upright. “Gets stuffy in there, hm?” You asked as you turned your head to look at him, Jack doing the same to meet your eyes. “Are the drinks after work always this rowdy?” He asked, making you laugh before quickly shaking your head. “No Dr. Abbot, this is an exception, but it was also an exceptionally messy day” You replied, folding your arms as you looked at the bar across the street, feeling your face heating up when you looked at him too long. “Yeesh, you can say that again.. And, please call me Jack when we’re not in the hospital” He told you, “Alright, Jack. Only if you call me by my first name too when we’re not in the hospital” You replied, another short laugh escaping him.
“Deal. How many of them do you think will end up going home together?” Jack jested, making you snort in response. “The better question would be who isn’t going home together” You laughed, before your gaze shifted to Jack’s hand still on his right knee, fingers roughly digging into his cargo pants. “You ok? Did you hurt your leg as well?” You asked, the smile having disappeared from your face, making place for concern written clear on your features. Jack met your eyes for a split second before sighing, his shoulders dropping as he leaned forward, folding his hands on his knees. “No, well not exactly, I-..” He stopped himself to let out a deep breath, lifting his hand to rub his eyebrows. “Do you promise not to judge me?” He asked, voice quieter than what you were used to. “You can’t ask me that before I know what you’re going to say” You replied, making him laugh in response. “Fair enough” He chuckled before another puff of air escaped him, you leaning forward to follow his hands that moved down the grab the edge of his pant leg, pulling it up to reveal a prosthetic leg underneath the fabric.
“You really thought that I was gonna judge you for that?” You questioned, a confused look on your face as you tried to hold down a laugh. “Well I don’t know” Jack bashfully spoke, pulling his pant leg up further to undo the strap of his prosthetic, letting out a moan of relief when he pulled it off. “How do you work such long shifts standing on that? Has to hurt like a bitch” You asked, Jack massaging his fingers into his flesh. “It does, I just power through it” He replied, sitting back up and leaning his back against the back of the bench, you moving to do the same, tilting your head back as you let out a deep breath. “You’re unbelievably badass” You spoke, making Jack laugh at you as he pushed his elbow into your side. “So are you” He honestly replied, a smile forming on your face before you groaned.
“Oh the alcohol is finally catching up to me” You spoke, scooting a bit closer before letting your head rest on his shoulder, Jack moving a hand on top of your thigh. “And that’s why we always tell our patients not to mix painkillers and alcohol” Jack teased, referring back to when you downed a few Tylenols at the start of your shift because of your aching feet, making you sigh at him. “Yeah yeah, lesson learned” You huffed, Jack moving to put his prosthetic back on. “Let’s get you back inside before you get hypothermia as well” He spoke, you standing up first and holding out your hands to help him up, Jack grabbing onto them as he breathed out a thank you.
“Was already wondering where you two wandered off to” Robby spoke as soon as you walked back in, Jack letting out a laugh in response. “Didn’t know we had to check in with you first Robby” Jack told him before you sank down in the empty chair next to theirs, a concerned look on Jack’s face when he looked at you. “Don’t you think it’s a good idea to call it a night after I order you a glass of water? Did you drive here or did someone bring you?” Jack asked, making you let out a deep breath before nodding in agreement. “Yeah.. Mohan brought me, but I don’t want her to have to go home early because of me, I’ll just call an Uber” You sighed in response, already reaching for your phone but Jack’s hand came up to your arm to stop you, a glass of water placed in front of you. “Nonsense, if you want to I can bring you home? I was planning to leave soon anyhow” Jack spoke, thankful you couldn’t feel how fast his heart was beating after asking you. “Oh-.. Are you sure?” You replied after downing the water in a few big gulps, wiping your lips with the back of your hand as Jack was already moving to stand. “I insist” Jack spoke after putting his washed out grey Carhartt jacket on, thanking him as you stood up too.
“Jack” Robby warned, glaring at his friend but Jack gave him a quick pat on the shoulder before helping you into your jacket. “Goodnight Dr. Robby” You spoke after giving him a wave, Robby’s brows relaxing after having them furrowed for the entire interaction between you and his fellow attending, giving you a wave before wishing you a goodnight too. Jack’s hand moved to rest on your lower back as he led you outside, a short walk to the parking lot where his black truck resided, helping you get in before sitting down in the driver’s seat. “Put in your address” Jack spoke as he nodded his head towards the screen on the center console, your fingers trembling when you did as he asked, Jack starting his car and pulling out of the parking spot when you finished, his arm over the back of your seat when he looked back out of the rear window.
You caught yourself staring at his hands on the steering wheel before one suddenly moved towards you, grabbing onto the hand you had resting on your knee, intertwining his fingers with yours. You looked up at him at the sudden gesture, your eyes locking for a second before you both got the same bashful smiles on your faces, Jack quickly turning his attention back to the rain covered road in front of him with a sigh. “Your uber has arrived at its destination ma’am” Jack spoke when you reached your apartment building after a few minutes spent in a comfortable silence, you squeezing his hand before he let go of yours. You pressed your lips together before turning to face him, bringing up the courage to ask him something.
“You wanna come in for a cup of tea to warm up?” You asked him, Jack raising his eyebrows at you before letting a deep breath escape his nostrils. “Thank you for the offer but I don’t want to impose” He replied, knowing he was just being courteous. “Oh please, I insist” You spoke, using his words back against him. “Well if you insist” Jack laughed, parking his truck before following you inside to the elevator. You let your back rest against the cold metal wall as Jack clenched his jaw, hands balling into fists at his sides as his eyes were glued to the floor before finally turning to look at you, taking in the red flush on your cheeks. He was about to step closer to you before the elevator pinged and the doors slid open, Jack wordlessly following you towards your front door. You took off your leather jacket as he closed the front door of your apartment behind him, holding out your hand to grab onto Jack’s jacket when he took it off, hanging both up on your coat rack before flicking on a table lamp in your living room.
“I’ll get the water ready” You spoke as you signed for him to sit down on the couch, but instead of doing as you asked he grabbed onto your wrist to stop you from walking away, a deep breath leaving him as you turned back to face him. “I shouldn’t be here sweetheart, I think it’s better if you head to bed, I’ll see you at work tomorrow” Jack spoke, trying with all his might to reason with himself but your glassy eyes staring up at him made his resolve start to falter more and more by the second. “Oh.. Yeah- Y-you’re right” You muttered, Jack raising one of his hands to press against your cheek, before moving in to pull you into a hug. His arms wrapped around your waist as yours circled his neck, pressing your hot cheek against his, feeling Jack’s face had gotten warmer from something that wasn’t alcohol too. “You should really head to bed, before I do something I can’t come back from” Jack sighed, moving his hands back towards your waist, your hands moving down to rest on his shoulders, seeing his chest start to move faster. “Mhm” You mumbled, looking away from him for a second before meeting his eyes again, seeing something change in his expression as you felt him grip your waist harder.
Jack lowered his head towards you, stopping when his nose brushed against yours, waiting to see if you would move away or tell him to stop. But you only closed your eyes, a gasp escaping you as your lips already parted for him, Jack closing his eyes too. “Jack, we really shouldn’t..” You breathed, hearing Jack’s breathing grow heavy before throwing all caution out the window, his lips forcefully crashing against yours, making you whimper into his mouth. A desperate moan left Jack as he led you back towards the wall, his tongue slipping into your mouth as your fingers tugged on his curls, his hands moving under your shirt. “Fuck.. I’ve been wanting to do this since the day I met you” Jack groaned, grabbing onto the hem of your top to pull it off your body, having to stop himself from moaning again just at the sight of your upper half only clad in a black bra. “Sweetheart, tell me-.. Tell me what you want” Jack breathed against your lips, pressing one of his thighs between yours, feeling you grind your hips down against him. “Want me to fuck you, hm?” He moaned into your mouth, hands splayed on your lower back as yours grabbed onto the front of his t-shirt, your hands balling into fists to pull on the fabric to stop him from moving away. You nodded your head as you let your head thump back against the wall, Jack dipping his head down to graze his teeth over your collarbone before returning to his full height to look down at you, pressing his thigh harder against your core. “Use your words, honey, wanna hear you say it” Jack muttered against your lips, the alcohol seemingly having cleared from your head for a few seconds, a shy flush spreading over your face as you let go of his shirt to press your palms flat against his chest.
“Please, Jack, I really want you to fuck me” You managed to bring out, Jack having to bite back a moan at your words before moving his thigh back out from between yours. “Good girl” He softly spoke before pushing his tongue back between your still parted lips, a surprised gasp escaping you before melting back into the kiss, feeling his fastened heartbeat under your fingertips. Your brain had started to become too clouded to form a comprehensive word, let alone a sentence, your hands moving down to unbuckle Jack’s leather belt. Your fingers worked to undo his fly next before pushing his jeans and boxers down to his thighs, Jack hissing against your cheek when your hand wrapped around him, having to brace a hand against the wall beside you at the relief of finally having your hands on him. “Jesus christ” Jack moaned, lowering his head down to your neck to suck a few bruises into your skin, your hand starting to move faster which made his breath start to hitch in his throat.
Jack moved the hand that he hadn’t propped against the wall to undo the zipper of your jeans, not bothering to move them down and instead stuffing his hand down the front, almost coming at just the feel of how wet you were when his fingers pressed against you. You moved your free hand up to the damp curls at the base of Jack’s neck, causing him to press your foreheads together, sweat mixing on your hot skin as gasps and moans filled the air between you. “You’re so fuckin’ pretty, been driving me insane at work every time you looked at me” Jack rasped, you only able to reply with a whimper, his fingers curling into exactly the right spot every time he sank them deeper into you, your heart beating so loud you could hear it against your eardrums. When Jack shifted his thumb to rub against your clit it only took a few more seconds for you to come undone, back arching from the wall, Jack kissing you again to muffle the whines and moans that escaped you, his hand shifting from the wall to grab onto your waist to keep you standing on your trembling legs.
When you finally caught your breath again and regained some of your conscience you shifted your head to press your lips against Jack’s neck, smelling the faint traces of his cologne mixed with sweat on his skin, making you even weaker in the knees. You moved your free hand to his back to pull him closer against you, your fingers dipping into the edge of his jeans as your other hand was still busy stroking him, his moans growing louder beside your ear, causing you to lower yourself down to the floor. You pressed your lips to his soft stomach against his dark grey t-shirt, tongue grazing over his skin through the fabric which made another groan escape him, leaving behind a wet spot on his shirt. Jack moved a hand back against the wall to brace himself as he buried the other in your hair, fingers dragging through the strands as you glanced up at him before kneeling down. You used the hand still wrapped around his length to guide him into your mouth, a string of incoherent curse words leaving Jack as his hand gripped your hair tighter, feeling his hips stutter when you almost had to unhinge your jaw to take him deeper.
“Fuck.. ‘Feel so fucking good” Jack growled, something that sounded close to a whimper leaving him when he looked down to see your eyes stare back up at him, his knees almost buckling at the sight, closing his eyes momentarily again when he pushed his hips forward to stuff more of himself down your throat. “Tap my thigh if you need me to stop” Jack murmured, you letting go of him to move both hands to his hips, a hum of acknowledgement leaving you as you let him take over, Jack digging his fingers into the wall as he inhaled sharply. He could feel your grip on his hips tighten as a knot started to form in his stomach, your hands shifting up under the bottom of his shirt, letting your nails drag down his lower back, causing him to moan out your name again as he tugged on your hair that was now damp with sweat. Jack’s lips parted as he panted for air before almost letting himself tip over the edge, using his grip on your hair to pull your lips off him just in time to hold back, making you gasp as you sat back on your knees. Both your heavy breaths sounded loud in the otherwise empty living room when you both attempted to catch your breath, Jack leaning down to lift you up from the floor, your legs wrapping around his waist as he carried you towards your bedroom, kicking the door shut behind him. “Almost got me to fucking cum in your throat, but I wanna fuck you before I do” Jack moaned, a gasp escaping you at how vulgar his words had gotten as Jack lowered you on your bed, sitting back to pull off your shoes and socks, next pulling your jeans and underwear down your legs. After taking off his own shoes and socks Jack wanted to climb on top of you, but your hands moved up to grab his shoulders, guiding him to lie down on his back.
“Hold on for a second” Jack spoke as he sat back up, making you give him some space as you sat back on your thighs, Jack pulling up his right pant leg to undo his prosthetic, glancing up at you after undoing the straps. You could see the hint of insecurity flash across his features when he leaned over to place it on the floor next to your bed, making you grab onto his shoulders to press a soft kiss on his lips, your fingers running through his curls which made a satisfied hum leave him as he leaned his head into your touch. “It’s uncomfortable to keep on during, sorry” Jack told you, allowing your hands that lowered to his shoulders to guide him back to lie down fully, swinging your leg over his hips to sit on top of him, making a desperate moan leave him as the wet heat between your legs pressed down on his cock that was painfully hard beneath you. “Don’t apologize, I don’t mind” You told him with a sweet smile, Jack letting out another sound in pure disbelief that he was feeling like the luckiest man alive with your naked body, that was absolutely perfect to him, sat on top of him.
Your hands moved quick to pull his boxers and jeans off as Jack pulled his shirt over his head, throwing it to the floor before unclasping your bra, letting it join his discarded shirt on the ground. You took your bottom lip between your teeth as you sat back on his thighs, your own having to spread almost painfully far to be on either side of his as you let your fingers drag down his broad chest before settling on his soft stomach, Jack’s hands moving to grasp your hips again. You felt your cheeks heat up as you took the opportunity to properly take him in, his body beneath your fingers all soft muscles and rough edges from years of hard work, Jack taking the time do to the same with your fully exposed body sat on top of him. “Spit” Jack ordered as he raised one of his hands towards your lips, You doing as he asked before lowering his hand down again, covering himself in your saliva and using his other hand to guide you on top of him. “Easy, sweetheart, no rush” Jack breathed as you grabbed onto his shoulders, lowering your hips down until they were almost flush with his before leaning forward so your faces were leveled, tears threatening to spill out the corners of your eyes at how overwhelming the sensation was as your body tried to accommodate him. A whimper finally escaped Jack before puffing out a shaky breath, arms wrapping around your back to pull your body down against his, moving his head up to press a soft kiss on your lips.
“Want me to take over? I’ll be gentle” Jack breathed against your lips, you only able to reply with a nod as you gasped when he moved his hips to push fully inside of you, your thighs trembling against him as your nails buried into his skin. When Jack finally settled into a slow rhythm you moved your hands back up in his hair, letting your forehead rest against his as his grip on your hips tightened. “You feel so fucking good, jesus, Jack..” You managed to bring out, a groan leaving Jack as he picked up his pace, squeezing you tighter against him as you tugged on his grey curls with every deep thrust, one of his arms around your waist as the other hand wrapped around the back of your neck. “So do you, ‘m already fucking close again” Jack growled, moving his hand up in your hair to pull your face back up above his, his eyes taking in the glimmer of sweat on your skin as your lips were parted to pant for air. “Me too” You whined, feeling you start to clench down on him as your thighs squeezed his, Jack moving a hand down between your bodies to rub his index and middle finger against you, a moan that came out more as a sob leaving you at the overstimulation.
“Let go honey, wanna feel you cum on me” Jack moaned against your lips, you doing so not a split second later, feeling you clench around him which almost made him follow right after. “Oh fuck.. Good fuckin’ girl, can I come inside you?” Jack growled through gritted teeth, barely able to hold back until you managed to bring out something that faintly sounded like a ‘yes’ through your orgasm, making him slam his hips up against yours to bury himself fully inside of you. His arms tightened into a death grip around your back as he finally let himself go, moaning against your temple as his silver stubble scraped over your soft skin. You let your head drop into his neck, rolling your hips down on him to help him ride out his high, his chest rising and falling quick beneath your hands still pressed against him. “You ok?” Jack breathed, raising your head above his again to meet his searching eyes, flicking over your face before lifting his head from the sheets below to press another kiss on your lips. “Y-yeah, I think so” You replied, shifting your weight to your hands still splayed on his chest to lift your hips off him, feeling hot liquid spill down your thighs as you swung your leg over his to sit down next to him.
You groaned as you climbed out of your bed, footsteps unsteady, grateful for the cold breeze that came in from the window that was slightly ajar, opening the bathroom door and searching around for the light switch before flicking it on when your finger grazed over it. You exhaled deeply as you let your hands rest on the marble counter, turning on the tap and lowering your head to take a few big gulps of cold water, your mouth dry from panting and the alcohol. You quickly sat down on the toilet to pee before grabbing a towel to clean his and your own spend from your thighs, dropping it in the sink before grabbing a fresh towel, walking back into your bedroom, letting out a breathy laugh at Jack still starfishing on top of your sheets, his chest still rising quick. “Here” You spoke, sitting back down next to him as you held the towel above him, Jack thanking you before hoisting himself up against the headrest of your bed to clean himself. He dropped the towel on the floor next to your bed before giving you a questioning look, reaching over to take your hand into his. “Do you want me to leave?” Jack asked, brows already lowered in anticipation of your probably disappointing answer. “Do you want to leave?” You questioned in response, Jack sighing before shaking his head, his fingers tightening around yours.
“Then I’d like you to stay” You told him, a grin tugging on the edge of his lips which made you lean in to press another kiss on them, lifting the covers to move both of you under. You turned around so your back was facing him, feeling Jack move closer to pull you back against his chest, shifting one of his thighs between yours as his arms settled around your waist to hold you close. You felt his lips press a kiss on your exposed shoulder before pulling the sheets further up to cover you properly, nuzzling his nose into your neck after moving your hair aside to give him space. You moved a hand down to place it on top of one of Jack’s, causing him to turn his hand towards yours to intertwine your fingers together, exhaling deeply against your neck which made goosebumps rise on your skin. “Jack, I-I’m-..” You started, wanting to spill everything you had held back from him because of the alcohol breaking down any critical thinking skill you had left, but stopping when he gently shushed you. “Don’t, we’ll talk tomorrow, try to catch some sleep to clear your head first” Jack muttered against your neck, turning your head to look back at him, barely able to make out his features in the now dark bedroom. “Ok” You breathed, Jack leaning in to press a soft kiss on your lips before settling back against you when you turned your head away from him again. “Goodnight honey” “‘Night Jack”
