I miss being here so badly... I'm doing great, but I've been through a bunch of surgeries (5 lol) this year and they might have removed my creativity in the process by accident 😔
Hopefully I'll be back soon, I have a bunch of wips <333
Love you, thank you for remembering me, that means the world!
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I wanna let everyone who's been sending me awesome requests that I'm seeing them and can't wait to work on them, but I've been soooo busy! I've been posting fics I wrote like months ago and not writing anything 😭
HEAR ME OUT PLS 😔 maybe it’s unrealistic but lou and reader have a kid….what would he be like as a father? did he want the baby? is he strict?
No, baby, you're so right!
Warnings: this is more of a ramble than a fic, but it contains darkish themes (it's Louis, come on)
What we see on the movie is that Lou sets goals in his life... like when he tells Nina that he wants to start dating because, even though he likes being alone, there are benefits that come from it...
So I can TOTALLY see him coming to you out of the blue and being like "I want to have a baby"
And you'd be like ??????? You do????
Well, unfortunately my man doesn't take no for an answer either, so...
You're either giving him the baby willingly or he's secretly replacing your birth control with placebo :(
"Oh no, baby, how did this happen? Maybe you didn't take your pills correctly... Well, actually, I've read that they aren't 100% effective anyway." He would say, sitting beside you as you throw up on the toilet.
Tears in your eyes because you KNEW he had done something, it couldn't be a coincidence
If you decide to give him the baby willingly though, he would still be a freak about it
He would keep track of your cycle, to know when you're ovulating
And when you are.... well, he's a man with a goal
And when Lou has a goal, nothing can stop him
He'd breed you day and night until he just physically can't anymore
And when you're finally pregnant, he's REALLY proud of himself
When your belly start growing, he's showing you off like a trophy
Not gonna lie, though, Louis doesn't have much patience with the kid
You'd mostly have to take care of them alone
But... he does love them... in his own Louis Bloom way
Considers the child his legacy and the future of his company
how do you think donnie or jake would deal with an unplanned pregnancy?? 👀
Honeyy 🤭🤭
I went with Donnie <33
Warnings: unplanned pregnancy, mentions of abortion, anxiety, little angst with a happy ending
A/N: Shout out to auntie Elizabeth, I love you Maggie 😭
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Man, he would be TERRIFIED
Like... he couldn't even take care of himself, how the fuck is he supposed to take care of a child?
Whenever you tried to talk, he was always devastated
And these first weeks would be terrible for you, because you needed support, you were also scared, but he was a mess and it was impossible to get any support from him
But he only realized that on the day you freaked out in front of him, after all those days pretending to be okay
"Donnie, I know this isn't what we wanted, but it happened and now we have to fucking deal with it. I need to do something about it and it would be of great help if my boyfriend who didn't want to use a fucking condom could help me!"
He froze in his place, seeing your tears fall.
You felt terrible for snapping at him, knowing that he wasn't okay... but you had the right to not be okay too
"I spoke to you sister." You spoke again, realizing he wouldn't. "She said she knows a place..."
"What?" He frowned. "You're not thinking about..."
"Of course I am, Donnie... how the fuck am I supposed to do this?" You cried harder
"I... I know, but..." He was invaded by some kind of feeling he hadn't experienced yet. "But it's... it's our baby. It's... ours. You and me."
You looked at him with the most heartbreaking expression he had ever seen
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry about the way I've been acting... I should have been by your side." He sighed sadly. "I understand if you don't want to keep it. I mean... what if the baby turns out to be a fuck up like me"
In the middle of everything you were going through, you hadn't thought about it. Yeah, what if the baby turned out to be like him
Turned out to be that funny and sweet
With his eyes and that laugh that you loved
With that kind heart and that sense of justice that would always get him in trouble
"I love you, Donnie." You smiled at him, wiping your tears away. "It would be an honor to have a son like you."
"No, it wouldn't." He rolled his eyes. "And what kind of dad would I be? They would be so... unhappy and traumatized, for sure."
Nothing made you sadder than hearing about how much Donnie hated himself. He wouldn't miss an opportunity to bring himself down, to tell you how undeserving of you he was
"Well, I think..." You were about to defend him, then you stopped
You thought about this whole situation for a second and laughed
He had never been that confused in his life... what was so funny in a moment like this?
"I am losing my mind." You told him before throwing yourself in his bed, looking at the ceiling
He sat beside you, waiting for further explanation
"I'm just..." You continued. "I walked through that door ready to communicate that I'm getting an abortion and now I'm daydreaming about this like it was a good idea."
"It's a terrible idea, isn't it?" He allowed his body to fall beside yours on the bed
"Yeah, it is..." You sighed
"Can I be honest with you?" His cheeks turned a little red
"Hmm?"
"I hadn't thought about getting rid of it for a second before you mentioned it... isn't that weird?" He admitted. "You know damn well how much of an overthinker I am, I thought about every fucking thing, from holding a newborn to paying for college, both equally terrifying, but I... never once thought of the possibility of just... not doing any of that."
"That's how I know you'd be a great father." You shrugged, watching him tilt his head like a puppy. "Come on, Donnie... any other guy would just dump me. And you immediately thought about all of this... because you'd actually do this, you'd be involved and work hard so everything would be perfect."
He thought about it for a second
You respected his silence, taking your time to absorb all of this... could it really work? Were you convincing him or yourself?
"Y/N..." his hand went to your face, thumb gently stroking your cheek. "I will understand if you really decide to get the abortion. It's your body and... well, this sure as fuck isn't ideal. We should be worried about whether we are going to college, not if someone else is, but..."
"Donnie." You tried to hold back your laughter. "You're the only one here worried about paying for a bunch of organized cell's college."
He laughed. For the first time since he heard the news, he laughed. Until his cheeks hurt. God, you were in love with him... enough to agree with what he would say next
"I know it's stupid... and I know that our families will kill us..." He smiled. "But if you want to, I... I think we could do this... y'know... think we could be a family. Us and our little... hmm... organized bunch of cells."
Elizabeth was the first to hear the news... I mean, she already knew about the pregnancy, but now she knew you were keeping it
She was proud of his brother and how he was brave enough to do this, but she would never let him know that
She teased the shit out of him
Called him "father of the year" and made remarks like "you should know this, you're a father now"
His mother fainted when she first got the news... but she got used to it pretty quickly
Specially after seeing how much more dedicated to his treatment Donnie was now
He was so focused on being okay... on preparing himself for being the best person he could be
And when your belly started to grow, shit started to get real
And, surprisingly so, that didn't freak Donnie out, it excited him...
He would spend hours ranting about his nerd shit to your belly
He would read all the books he can find about pregnancy and come up with weird and mildly disgusting facts to you
Yeah, I don't know what to say... he is a huge baby, so now you'd have two <3
I'm back on duty and I'm here to tickle the collective fandom brain.
With Presumed Innocent coming out soon (aaaah), I would just like to hear all your thoughts on Rusty.
Is he guilty? If so, would we still do unholy things with him (duh, obviously)? Or is he just an innocent little guy and only guilty of cheating and murdering pussy? He obviously likes being choked and I'm not complaining. What else might he like? Is he a pancakes or bacon/scrambled egg breakfast kinda guy? He does need his protein tho, for several reasons... 👀
Please let me/us know all your thoughts and hopes for the new show and the character we're blessed with this summer, thank youuuu.
Paying my Rusty tax for inspiration ✨
Giiiiirl, you ask the real questions, you're a blessing to this fandom 🙏🏻😭❤
One thing about me is that I'd forgive murder easier than cheating 😭😭😭 so like....... yeah, I don't think he killed her, but..... he's not looking good on my radar so far..... but only watching the series could tell!
Would I hate fuck him, tho? Yeah.
Do I want his fingers in mouth and his hand around my throat? Hell yeah.
I forgot where I was going with this because I stopped to look at the taxes you paid 😭😭😭 I'm afraid that if he had his face that close to mine I'd cum too quick.......
So... yeah... your girl Maria is EXCITED for this series! Like......... THEY NEVER PUT MY MAN JAKE TO FUCK AS GOOD AS HE DOES ON THIS TRAILER 😭
Also.......... the older he gets, the wetter I GET... he's... playing dads now.......
I'm gonna stop right here. But I'll have thoughts about it when I watch it 🤭🎀
The rules: spin the wheel here (spin it again if you don't know or want your first boy, I'm not judging), choose what you would do with/to them in the poll and drop your boy and choice in the tags.
FMK - Jake Boys
fuck
marry
kill
Voting ended onJun 9, 2024
I have not included all of his characters, if you're desperately missing one just message me and I'll add him.
Shamelessly tagging the Crew (hit me up if you want me to stop annoying you):
The crew=every blog that comes across my dash and interacts with Jake content. If we've never talked: hi! If you want to be part of the crew, dm me. ✨🫶🏻
everytime i come across that video of jake holding that baby i feel like i need to be detained for everyone’s safety. i will be rocking back and forth in a straight jacket in a padded room until further notice
Omg same 😭😭😭
I would give that man as many babies as I physiologically can and then 3 more, may my body recognize his semen like my own bloodstream amem
I saw this in another fandom and now I'm sending the same question to a bunch of Jake girlies (gn) because it’s so interesting seeing everybody’s answers!
Who are your Top 3 Jake boys and why? Is there a specific piece of art (fic, gif, fan art, etc.) for them that you like a lot?
Hiii, sweetheart <333
Thank you for the ask!!
If I'm being honest, my fave Jake boy to write or read is Jake himself, probably... including some INSANELY GOOD AUs that our favorite girl Laurie (@gyllenhaalstories) comes up with, she's brilliant - my personal faves are Chocolatier!Jake, the forever in our hearts Rapper!Jake and specially her Barbie fanfic that I think about everyday 🥺🎀
Now let's talk about my fave characters... well, I love most of them, but my top 3 are probably:
1. Detective Loki (no surprise to absolutely anyone)
I just love me some hurt confort with a man covered in tattoos and a dark past.... and btw, I love how tumblr invented a WHOLE background for him, I can't thank our brilliant artists enough 😭
And I can't not mention 'The storm' because it's probably my fave fic I've ever written 🤭
2. Donnie Darko
I'm obsessed with that movie and I love the absolute filthy ideas people send me here 😭 (I love one sub!boy)
When I think of Donnie fics, I think of @psychwxrdd
3. Our criminally ignored Adam Bell
Well, he's big and hairy and I have a professor kink, okay??
Big thanks to @lust4life01 for providing us her masterpieces with him 🙏🏻 (big shutout to this fic specifically)
can you write an angsty smut that obviously has a happy fluff ending (because my heart wouldn't handle if it didn't) where the reader ends up getting hurt during sex and uses their safe word? You can choose the man 🤭 I was thinking loki or Jake but it can really be any of his characters
I'm gonna be honest, idk about this one, it got... personal 😖
But I hope you like it, baby <3
Warnings: blood, mentions of a terrible ex-boyfriend (implied SA, but not described), use of safeword, lots of angst with a happy ending <3
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You knew David had one of those days at the station by the way he barely spoke before he was all over you.
It wasn't uncommon for him to come home from work and immediately start a make out session. Somedays he would drop to his knees and eat you out for hours. Sometimes he would rip your clothes off and manhandle you like a doll... doggie style was his favorite for this occasions.
That's where you found yourself now. It was very late and you were very tired. Still, when he walked into the room, you knew you weren't going to sleep so soon.
You didn't mind. Obviously, even when he acted like that, he always, always made sure you came. Made sure you felt really good... he didn't ignore for a second the spots he knew you liked. Pleasing you was probably the part that calmed him down the most.
But tonight you didn't really... feel like it? It was weird, David always lighted up a flame in you with the touch of his hand. And that's why you allowed him to do what he needed to do. Well... you wouldn't have to do anything, just... let him have his way, and you would get tons of pleasure from it, so why not?
You weren't sure why not... why you were not wet. Why the pain was so unbearable when he entered you. It hurt more that your first time with him.
"Ouch!" You complained.
"Sorry, baby, just..." He tried to start moving, but the friction was just... so uncomfortable. "Are you okay?"
He thought all he had to do was prepare you better. He spit on his fingers and began to stroke your clit. But God, it felt TERRIBLE.
He pulled out. Shoved two fingers inside. Your head started to spin. You were almost disgusted by it all... so overwhelmed... the room was suddenly too hot and you couldn't breath...
"RED!" You yelled.
David froze. You had agreed on a safe word very early on the relationship, since you had... a little trouble with intimacy. But it never even crossed your mind using it... you never needed it. What the hell was going on? He removed his fingers quickly, and sat you up, desperately looking for any signs of bruises on your body.
"Dave..." you called, feeling sick.
His eyes followed your gaze to the sheets under you. There was blood. Not a lot of it, but still... it triggered your most horrible memories. And David knew that.
Before you were able to give yourself completely to him, you confessed that you didn't have the best experience with intimacy during your previous relationship. Your ex just didn't know how to get you into it and you were too afraid of saying no to him most of the time, scared he wouldn't love you anymore... and all that caused you to get hurt sometimes. Bleeding was almost routine in your sexual life. But it never had happened ONCE while you were with David. He was the complete opposite from your abusive ex. He cared about your pleasure more than about his own. He never forced you to do anything. He studied every little reaction from your body, to know what you liked. And he never made you afraid to tell him how you felt. But seeing that little red stain on the mattress made you sick. No, this can't be happening again...
"Fuck, baby, I'm so sorry, hey... look at me, please..." The pain in his voice was obvious. He was thinking the same thing as you. He hated your ex more than you. When you told him about all the things he did, he wanted to kill him. And now... he was disgusted with himself.
You were numb. You didn't even want to cry. You simply disconnected from reality. You weren't sure how much time passed, but the growing desperation in David's voice indicated it was a lot.
"Talk to me, please, please, baby..." He grabbed the sheets tightly, his knuckles turning white. He wanted to grab you instead, bring you close and apologize for hours, but he wasn't sure if it was okay to touch you.
"You said..." Your voice was low and weak as you spoke. "You said this would never happen to me again."
"Angel..." Part of him was relieved that you spoke, but those were definitely the most painful words he had ever heard. "I can't tell you how fucking sorry I am."
"Want to be alone." You requested, emotionless.
"No..." He shook his head. "I can't leave you alone like this, you're not okay, baby, let me help, please..."
"Just need some time." You insisted, not looking him in the eye.
You went through so many things during these years you and David had been together. And during every single one of them, he was there to help. But how could he help now, when it was all his fault? That's all he could think of. Of course you wouldn't want him around. You're a fragile, precious flower, while he's was a violent, cruel, heartless man... he thought he could leave all that at the station everyday to come home to you, but he can't. That's who he is.
"Alright." He whispered, getting out of bed. He fixed his clothes and his first instinct was to kiss your forehead as he stood up beside you. But he couldn't do that. He felt like you would break if he touched you. And the worst part was that you felt the same way.
He walked away from the room, and you waited until he shut the door behind him to let the tears fall. You were so confused. He hurt you. Never in a million years you'd imagine that.
At the same time... it wasn't like it used to be with your ex. He stopped immediately when you asked. He didn't know... still, should he be this rough without a warning? Shouldn't he check for signs before anything? Was it fair to be the one he used to relieve his anger when you weren't the one who made him mad?
Well... it can be hot sometimes. When you are in the right mood, it's something you really enjoy... and you have a safe word for times like this, so... can you blame him? How would he know this time was different?
It was all too confusing and you had no idea how you actually felt. You didn't know what to do. You trusted David with your entire heart and you knew that he would take a bullet for you, it was obvious he didn't do it on purpose. But miscommunication is the most dangerous thing in a relationship and you can't let that happen again.
You stood up and removed the stained sheets from the bed, putting all of your anger on this task. Then you put on your clothes and sat on the floor, beside the discharged sheets. You were so mad that your past continued to haunt you. That it was affecting David, who had done nothing but help you heal. Now he wasn't there with you because of the crimes of another man.
You cried until you were exhausted, and ended up falling asleep right there on the floor.
When you opened your eyes, you were lost. You didn't remember why you were on the floor until you saw the sheets. You shivered. How much time had passed? Where was David?
You gathered all your strength to stand up and opened the bedroom door. The house was completely dark. Shit. What if he got himself in trouble somewhere? If he had left the house on the state he was earlier... he probably would.
Then you heard something. The TV. You rushed downstairs. David was asleep on the sofa. You sighed and walked towards him. Kneeling on the floor, you placed your hand softly on his face. But he was absolutely exhausted, he didn't wake up. You felt you were going to cry again. He was so beautiful... even though you hardly saw him looking this peaceful while he was awake.
You laid on top of him on the sofa, snuggling on his chest, legs intertwined with his. He still didn't wake up. It was crazy to think that man would ever hurt you... you never felt as safe as whenever you could feel him like this. You fell asleep again.
When he woke up, if it wasn't for the tears on his shirt, he would have thought it was all a nightmare and none of that actually happened. His body was tense under yours, he still wasn't very comfortable with touching you again.
"Y/N..." He called, hands slowly caressing your arms, trying to wake you up as gently as possible.
You opened your eyes, but it was quite hard to adjust... they were swollen from crying so much.
"Dave." You said, sitting up. He followed your movements, sitting beside you. "Dave, listen... I'm so sorry, I..."
"Don't you dare." He interrupted. "Don't you dare apologize."
"I overreacted." You insisted.
"No, you didn't." He took a deep breath. "I fucking hurt you. Could have been a lot worse."
"But it wasn't." You furrowed your eyebrows. "We have a safe word. I used it and... that's it, it's okay now. It didn't end up badly."
"How can you say it didn't end up badly?" He shook his head. "It ended up with you fucking bleeding and crying. Fuck, I'll never be able to get out of my head that look in your eyes... fucking scared of me."
"I'm not scared of you. If you put that gun against my head I wouldn't be scared. I trust you." You assured him. "I just panicked... got... bad memories. That look in my eyes wasn't for you, was for my past."
"I brought it back." He reached on his pockets for his cigarettes. David never smoked inside the house, but by the way his hands were shaking, you could see he was nervous.
"Well, I..." You were desperately looking for the right words to calm him down. "If I had used the safe word earlier, this wouldn't have happened. It's not your fucking fault, David."
"Yeah? Then why didn't you?" He replied, cigarette in his mouth, looking for his lighter. "Fuck..."
"Fucking look at me." You grabbed the cigarette from his mouth and threw it on the floor.
It was the adrenaline. You didn't think before doing it. He looked at you absolutely stunned. No one dared to say a word.
"Right... I can see you're not scared." He finally broke the silence.
You started laughing. Hard. Was it that funny or was that nervousness? It didn't matter, because it put a smile on his face.
"I'm sorry... I was just trying to be heard." You shrugged.
"Well..." He went back to a more serious tone. "Then why don't you answer my question? Why didn't you tell me to stop earlier? You didn't even need to say the safe word, if you just told me 'no', I wouldn't... I wouldn't have laid a finger on you, you know that, right?"
"I do." You replied. "I really do, I swear... but I... I guess I didn't realize how I really felt until it was too late, you know? I was happy that you were home and I wanted you around... wanted you to touch me and you know I like it when you're rough, so... I was confused. It wasn't anyone's fault. Specially not yours, okay?"
"I don't know..." He looked at the cigarette on the floor. "I feel like I could have read the situation a little better, you know?"
"You stopped when I asked you to stop, that's all you could have done." You grabbed his hand, caressing it with your thumb. "Everything else that happened... could only be avoided if you changed my past."
"I could still kill him." He joked. Or at least you hoped he was joking...
"Does that change the past?" You rolled your eyes.
"No, but it would be pretty fucking satisfying." He shrugged. "You know, I don't believe in this kind of justice. I promise I never killed anyone, but... for you? I wouldn't think twice."
"Well, you don't have to." You got closer, sitting on his lap and placing both hands on each side of his face. "What really helps me get through it all is all the love you've given me. All the respect. Just how fucking much you care... nothing else is gonna fix me. The way you made me believe that I deserve to be loved and taken care of... and that there are good people out there."
"That just can't happen again, baby... I can't do it." He sent you a pleading look.
"It won't, look..." You promised him. "If I ever feel uncomfortable again, I'll tell you right away, okay?"
"Please." His voice came out so weak. "If I hurt you I will never be able to live with myself."
"You won't hurt me. That isn't you." You assured him. "You're gentle and sweet... even when you're rough, I promise I always feel safe."
"I don't think I'll ever be that rough again." His eyes widened.
"David. Don't say that." You almost whined. "I want you to!"
"Y/N..." He sighed. "Let's just... take a break from that, okay?"
"Hm." You smirked. "Okay, baby, I'm not complaining about making sweet love to my wonderful boyfriend... it's just that... when I want it rough... I'm gonna tease you until I get it. I know how to break you, you know that."
"For fucks sake... you're a fucking menace." He rubbed his face with his hands. "Where's my cigarette?"
Idk who needs to hear this, but I'd rather see you "embarrassing yourself" by caring too much about a childish or useless special interest than taking antidepressants because adult life is fucking unbearable...
Imagine thinking you're better than other people because you only care about being productive and making money and being where white christians decided you should be at your age... like... aw baby, congrats, you must be capitalism's most special fucktoy <333
Can you write Jake's girl wearing lingerie for the first time? Maybe she insecure since she's never worn it before but he's just in awe
Yesss, that's so sweet, baby, great idea! <3
Warnings: insecurity, Jake is a certified simp, masturbation (m)
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You kept toying with the fabric of your dress all night. As soft as it was, it felt like an armor protecting what you were hiding underneath it.
You felt silly. Jake had seen you naked a million times... but this felt different.
You had no idea what got into you when you decided to buy that lingerie set. Maybe you were feeling brave... oh how you wish you could reconnect with that feeling now!
It's not that you didn't trust Jake with your entire soul. You knew he loved and worshipped your body. But he had never seen you wearing something like this... you were afraid he would find it ridiculous. You were afraid he would laugh. You were afraid this wasn't for you.
You cursed yourself a million times, because it wasn't even cheap.
Now you felt trapped like an animal. You had nowhere to run... you were at his place, watching tv after dinner and his touch was getting a little too intimate.
You wanted him, don't get me wrong. But if he removed your dress, he would see it.
Your eyes analyzed the area, as if looking for escape as he kissed your neck. Maybe you could go to the bathroom and take it off? But where would you hide it?
Your overthinking was visible... your body just wasn't melting for him like it usually does...
"Baby, are you okay?" He asked, startling you a bit. "Do you need anything?"
"No, I'm fine." Your voice came out a little more high pitched than you intended.
You cursed yourself again. That was the right moment to go get rid of all that in the bathroom.
"You can tell me, angel." He assured you, knowing damn well you were lying.
You just shook your head. He wasn't going to insist. All he did was kiss the top of your head and wrap an arm around you, keeping you close as his eyes went back to the tv.
'What a fucking coward' you thought.
Now he just thought you didn't want him. Or worse... thought you were hiding something. Well, weren't you? Yeah, but it was harmless. If it was harmless, why were you so afraid?
"Can I ask you something?" You finally broke the silence.
"Anything, baby." He was disguising how much his curiosity was killing him.
"What do you think about... hm... lingerie?" Your fingers started playing with the fabric of your dress again.
"I think it doesn't suit me much." He shrugged. "It's quite uncomfortable."
You looked at him with raised eyebrows for a second, before both of you bursted into laughter.
"Oh okay, that's a shame." You rolled your eyes.
You were glad he decided to joke about it. Made it feel like the situation was less serious. Made it feel less scary.
"But..." He was still smiling, but his tone was a little more serious now. "I would love to see it on you."
"You think so?" Your eyes lightened up a bit.
"Yeah, definitely." He seemed to daydream about it for a second. "Fuck, I really want to now... I... I had never thought about it because I usually prefer when you wear nothing, you know? But... I think it would drive me crazy, baby."
"Really?" You smiled, feeling a little more brave. "I thought it was a bit ridiculous."
"Ridiculous?" He frowned. "Come on..."
He stood up quickly.
"Where are you going?" You looked at him while he searched for something.
"We're gonna go buy you some lingerie, my love. Need to see it right now." He explained.
"Jake..." Your stomach dropped. You didn't expect that idea would have such... impact on him. "We don't have to."
"No, but it's something we want, right? I mean, you brought it up, so I thought..."
"Jake." You interrupted him, standing up beside him. "I mean we don't have to. I... I got a set the other day."
"You did?" He looked like a kid being allowed McDonald's on the way home. "It's... at your house? Will you let me see it someday?"
"It's not at my house." You smirked. You knew what he was trying to ask.
"Baby, were you wearing it THIS WHOLE TIME?" He asked dramatically. "While I was right there innocently cooking dinner... you were depriving me of this heavenly sight..."
"Oh poor Jacob." You rolled your eyes.
"Come on, why am I still not seeing it?" He insisted.
"Well, I..." You explained. "I guess I'm a bit nervous. I never wore anything like this."
"Nervous?" He seemed taken aback by that. "I understand, baby. You know... you really don't have to be nervous, but you can show me when you're comfortable, okay? Doesn't have to be tonight."
"Oh, what a wonderful understanding boyfriend I have." You chuckled. "It doesn't have to be tonight?"
"It doesn't..." He looked at you like he would be able to see under your dress if he tried hard enough.
"Hm..." You smiled at him. "Thanks, baby."
He smiled back, a bit nervously. He wasn't sure if you were teasing him... he was afraid to insist and end up making you do something you weren't ready for. On the other hand... if he just gave up, it would look like he wasn't interested. And God, he was.
The way he was looking at you... pure desire in his eyes. You could see his imagination was taking him somewhere far away, even though all he wanted was right there. And that turned you on. Feeling so desired turned you on. Feeling so safe. It was obvious he wouldn't laugh.
"I think you're such a good and understanding boyfriend... you deserve a reward." You bit your bottom lip.
"I do?" He smiled widely. He loved seeing you that confident.
You nodded and turned around, walking towards the bedroom. You didn't have to say a word, he followed you immediately. As soon as you got there, he had you pinned against the wall, hand gently caressing your face.
"Will you put a show for me, pretty girl?" He asked in a lustful tone. "Show me how beautiful you look in your lingerie, huh?"
You nodded, feeling your body start to heat up. He sat on the bed right in front of you and started unzipping his pants. You couldn't believe he got hard just from that talk. He pulled his cock out and started stroking it slowly, the look on his face encouraging you.
So you did it. You let your dress fall on the floor. It took a few seconds and a deep breath for your eyes to be able to meet his again. And there you met the fire you saw when he got to see you naked for the first time... maybe even more feral.
"Fuck, baby..." His hand movements speeding up. "You're such a pretty thing, aren't you? Come closer..."
You stood now between his legs. His free hand traced the fabric of your lingerie gently, like it was the most precious thing in the world.
"Oh, princess..." He moaned, stroking himself faster and faster. "I can't believe how fucking beautiful you are... we'll have such a long night, you and me..."
You smiled, leaning down to kiss him. He never stopped stroking himself as you started making out passionately. When his moans indicated he was close, you took a step back.
"You gonna cum for me?" You asked, getting on your knees in front of him. "Just from looking at me? Am I that pretty, baby?"
"Fuck... Y/N... you have no idea..." He struggled to speak.
"Did I put on a good show for you?" You stroked his thighs, watching him nod. "Then give me your cum, baby, all of it..."
You barely had time to open your mouth before he shot his load on your face. You collected it all with your fingers, licking it seductively, eye contact intense as he tried to catch his breath.
"Fuck, angel, come here..." He gestured for you to get on the bed. "Wanna take some pictures of you..."
"What? No, Jake!" You laughed, covering your face.
"Come on, baby... it's just us... I wanna be able to remember this forever..." He insisted.
"You're so dramatic..." You sighed. "It doesn't have to be the last time you'll see me in these."
"Oh, baby..." He chuckled. "It will definitely NOT be the last time I see you in these. In fact, I'll buy you so many others... what color do you like, honey? Fuck that, I'll get you one of each..."
this got me blushing giggling and kicking my feet oh my god yes yes yes to all of this!!! the "i don't think it suits me, it's uncomfortable" joke made me snort it was so funny!!! 😭 you literally are the queen of writing omg this is so good!!! 💖
Can you write Jake's girl wearing lingerie for the first time? Maybe she insecure since she's never worn it before but he's just in awe
Yesss, that's so sweet, baby, great idea! <3
Warnings: insecurity, Jake is a certified simp, masturbation (m)
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You kept toying with the fabric of your dress all night. As soft as it was, it felt like an armor protecting what you were hiding underneath it.
You felt silly. Jake had seen you naked a million times... but this felt different.
You had no idea what got into you when you decided to buy that lingerie set. Maybe you were feeling brave... oh how you wish you could reconnect with that feeling now!
It's not that you didn't trust Jake with your entire soul. You knew he loved and worshipped your body. But he had never seen you wearing something like this... you were afraid he would find it ridiculous. You were afraid he would laugh. You were afraid this wasn't for you.
You cursed yourself a million times, because it wasn't even cheap.
Now you felt trapped like an animal. You had nowhere to run... you were at his place, watching tv after dinner and his touch was getting a little too intimate.
You wanted him, don't get me wrong. But if he removed your dress, he would see it.
Your eyes analyzed the area, as if looking for escape as he kissed your neck. Maybe you could go to the bathroom and take it off? But where would you hide it?
Your overthinking was visible... your body just wasn't melting for him like it usually does...
"Baby, are you okay?" He asked, startling you a bit. "Do you need anything?"
"No, I'm fine." Your voice came out a little more high pitched than you intended.
You cursed yourself again. That was the right moment to go get rid of all that in the bathroom.
"You can tell me, angel." He assured you, knowing damn well you were lying.
You just shook your head. He wasn't going to insist. All he did was kiss the top of your head and wrap an arm around you, keeping you close as his eyes went back to the tv.
'What a fucking coward' you thought.
Now he just thought you didn't want him. Or worse... thought you were hiding something. Well, weren't you? Yeah, but it was harmless. If it was harmless, why were you so afraid?
"Can I ask you something?" You finally broke the silence.
"Anything, baby." He was disguising how much his curiosity was killing him.
"What do you think about... hm... lingerie?" Your fingers started playing with the fabric of your dress again.
"I think it doesn't suit me much." He shrugged. "It's quite uncomfortable."
You looked at him with raised eyebrows for a second, before both of you bursted into laughter.
"Oh okay, that's a shame." You rolled your eyes.
You were glad he decided to joke about it. Made it feel like the situation was less serious. Made it feel less scary.
"But..." He was still smiling, but his tone was a little more serious now. "I would love to see it on you."
"You think so?" Your eyes lightened up a bit.
"Yeah, definitely." He seemed to daydream about it for a second. "Fuck, I really want to now... I... I had never thought about it because I usually prefer when you wear nothing, you know? But... I think it would drive me crazy, baby."
"Really?" You smiled, feeling a little more brave. "I thought it was a bit ridiculous."
"Ridiculous?" He frowned. "Come on..."
He stood up quickly.
"Where are you going?" You looked at him while he searched for something.
"We're gonna go buy you some lingerie, my love. Need to see it right now." He explained.
"Jake..." Your stomach dropped. You didn't expect that idea would have such... impact on him. "We don't have to."
"No, but it's something we want, right? I mean, you brought it up, so I thought..."
"Jake." You interrupted him, standing up beside him. "I mean we don't have to. I... I got a set the other day."
"You did?" He looked like a kid being allowed McDonald's on the way home. "It's... at your house? Will you let me see it someday?"
"It's not at my house." You smirked. You knew what he was trying to ask.
"Baby, were you wearing it THIS WHOLE TIME?" He asked dramatically. "While I was right there innocently cooking dinner... you were depriving me of this heavenly sight..."
"Oh poor Jacob." You rolled your eyes.
"Come on, why am I still not seeing it?" He insisted.
"Well, I..." You explained. "I guess I'm a bit nervous. I never wore anything like this."
"Nervous?" He seemed taken aback by that. "I understand, baby. You know... you really don't have to be nervous, but you can show me when you're comfortable, okay? Doesn't have to be tonight."
"Oh, what a wonderful understanding boyfriend I have." You chuckled. "It doesn't have to be tonight?"
"It doesn't..." He looked at you like he would be able to see under your dress if he tried hard enough.
"Hm..." You smiled at him. "Thanks, baby."
He smiled back, a bit nervously. He wasn't sure if you were teasing him... he was afraid to insist and end up making you do something you weren't ready for. On the other hand... if he just gave up, it would look like he wasn't interested. And God, he was.
The way he was looking at you... pure desire in his eyes. You could see his imagination was taking him somewhere far away, even though all he wanted was right there. And that turned you on. Feeling so desired turned you on. Feeling so safe. It was obvious he wouldn't laugh.
"I think you're such a good and understanding boyfriend... you deserve a reward." You bit your bottom lip.
"I do?" He smiled widely. He loved seeing you that confident.
You nodded and turned around, walking towards the bedroom. You didn't have to say a word, he followed you immediately. As soon as you got there, he had you pinned against the wall, hand gently caressing your face.
"Will you put a show for me, pretty girl?" He asked in a lustful tone. "Show me how beautiful you look in your lingerie, huh?"
You nodded, feeling your body start to heat up. He sat on the bed right in front of you and started unzipping his pants. You couldn't believe he got hard just from that talk. He pulled his cock out and started stroking it slowly, the look on his face encouraging you.
So you did it. You let your dress fall on the floor. It took a few seconds and a deep breath for your eyes to be able to meet his again. And there you met the fire you saw when he got to see you naked for the first time... maybe even more feral.
"Fuck, baby..." His hand movements speeding up. "You're such a pretty thing, aren't you? Come closer..."
You stood now between his legs. His free hand traced the fabric of your lingerie gently, like it was the most precious thing in the world.
"Oh, princess..." He moaned, stroking himself faster and faster. "I can't believe how fucking beautiful you are... we'll have such a long night, you and me..."
You smiled, leaning down to kiss him. He never stopped stroking himself as you started making out passionately. When his moans indicated he was close, you took a step back.
"You gonna cum for me?" You asked, getting on your knees in front of him. "Just from looking at me? Am I that pretty, baby?"
"Fuck... Y/N... you have no idea..." He struggled to speak.
"Did I put on a good show for you?" You stroked his thighs, watching him nod. "Then give me your cum, baby, all of it..."
You barely had time to open your mouth before he shot his load on your face. You collected it all with your fingers, licking it seductively, eye contact intense as he tried to catch his breath.
"Fuck, angel, come here..." He gestured for you to get on the bed. "Wanna take some pictures of you..."
"What? No, Jake!" You laughed, covering your face.
"Come on, baby... it's just us... I wanna be able to remember this forever..." He insisted.
"You're so dramatic..." You sighed. "It doesn't have to be the last time you'll see me in these."
"Oh, baby..." He chuckled. "It will definitely NOT be the last time I see you in these. In fact, I'll buy you so many others... what color do you like, honey? Fuck that, I'll get you one of each..."
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