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jack abbot is soooo dads best friend and i think we need to explore that.
part one - part two - part three - part four
he left and you didnt see him for a week. you asked your dad why he hadnt been around, he laughed at you, 'what, have you got a crush?' 'shut up dad! you acted like he was just being silly, shrugged it off. but you did have a crush, a big fat crush, and it was taking over your mind.
the next time he came around was for one of your dads summer barbecues. where he would invite friends and family, etc. you hung around, loitering from room to room, talking to relatives awkwardly. you ended up sat on a lawn chair in the corner of your garden, beer in hand, almost empty. you had done enough socialising for the day.
then he showed up. it was around 8pm, he was still wearing his scrubs and jesus christ it was hot. he came through to the garden with a six pack of whatever in his hands. he had a smile on his face, his curls almost perfect. almost, a little messy, but after a long shift whos wouldnt be? but he still looked perfect.
you watched him as he engaged in small talk around the garden, he made it look easy. he would chuckle at unfunny jokes and move on easily. then he finally came over to you. it was smooth, he locked eyes with you and strolled over easily.
'hey. 'hi. he took a can off his pack, opened it and handed it to you. his fingers brushing over yours.
'good shift?' you dont know why you asked, why would a hospital shift, where people die, a lot, be good. 'what are you doing.' he wouldnt even look you in the eyes. 'we should talk, my room in five?' and with that you left, you left before he could, not even waiting for an answer.
you waited in your room, longest five minutes of your life. then you heard a knock and the creak of your door opening and closing. you were sat on the edge of your bed, just like the other morning. jack sat right next to you, head still down, hands in his lap.
‘come here often?’ it was a stupid joke, you were trying to lighten the mood. it didnt work.
‘what are you doing? what is this?’ jack asked, he finally looked you in the eyes. he was like forbidden fruit to you and you couldnt resist it.
once again you leaned in, your lips moving against his. but this time it was as perfect as the first. it was jumbled just like your feelings. you both pulled away at the same time, faces still close, breath fast.
'come on.' he paused. 'im too old for you and you know it.'
now was your time to be honest, 'i know. i like it.'
his response was a jagged exhale, his eyes darting up to the ceiling, almost as if looking for help. you leaned in again hungry for his mouth, hungry for him. he could see how needy you were for him from the look in your eyes and the way you looked up at him. he stopped you, his hands pushing you away a little. it hurt.
'why. what you want a thrill? what if your dad finds out, huh? what then. its wrong. or do you like that, do you want to be caught. is that what you want? a little risk?' there was a snarl in his voice it was so fucking sexy. it was taking you everything in your soul to not get on your knees and beg him to fuck you.
'i just want you jack.' you couldnt think of any other way to say it. it truly was all you had thought about since the day you had laid eyes on him. and that short string of words changed everything.
'fuck.' he muttered. and then everything shifted, atmosphere, quite literally him. he pulled you onto his lap, his hands running up and down your back. his big hands that you have fantasised over dinner about whilst sat next to your dad. his sexy big hands that you have gotten off to the thought of inside you many times before.
his mouth engulfed yours, this time it was perfect, not like the first. different this time. this time there was a hunger in it, the light stubble from a long day of work scraping your chin. and you liked it, for the first time in your life you had liked the feeling of stubble scraping you face, because it was him. he tasted like the beer he was drinking when he came up to you. all these things were stuff.
his hands gripped yours ass, a half gasp half moan slipped from your mouth. jack then moved on from your mouth to your jawline and then to your neck, not caring if he left a mark. you ran your hands across his back, slowly going to pull his shirt off. he laughed at your attempt, pulling back to do it himself. you revelled in what was happening in front of you. the hottest man ever taking his shirt off for you. 'you like that?' he asks, he could see the wonder in your eyes.
'fuck yes.' you said with a smile as you pushed him back onto the bed. you stayed straddled on him, feeling his growing bulge through the fabric. you groped it with his hand, from that you got a deep groan. 'fuckkk that feels good baby.' you carried on, you could probably get off on just making him get off. you loved how he looked under you.
you leaned down to kiss him again as you rocked back and forth, riding his clothed cock. you could tell he loved it just as much as you from the way he groaned into your mouth. strings of saliva following as your mouth separated.
he was getting harder by the second and fuck he was big. just through his pants you could tell and it turned you on even more. your pace quickened with your breathes, your back arched as you felt his hips buck up to meet your grinding. your hands scrambled to take your own shirt off and you swear you heard him moan a little.
you could tell the both of you were coming to climax by how fast the two of you were moving. you were trying to keep quiet but fuck it felt good. you leaned back down and your kiss turned filthy, so much spit it was dirty and so fucking sexy. you had never felt like this with anyone before. his hips bucking up even more. the hungry sounds of groaning motivating you to go even faster.
the two of your hips slowed at the same time, and you collapsed into him. 'that was really.....' 'nice?' he finished your sentence for you. 'yeah.' the two of you were still breathing hard. 'i cant believe you just made me come in my pants, i feel like im 14 again.' you chuckled.
you both laid there together for a while longer, skin on skin, sweat on sweat. 'we should do this again.' you said, scared that he would say he didnt want to. 'yeah, ha, definetly.' his hands traced your back. 'we should get up, before your dad comes looking.' 'mhm.'
the rest of the bbq the two of you stayed apart, eyes meeting every other second, small smiles appearing. and you did do it again. and again. and again.
the rest of the summer you would see him around the house. he would sneak into your room when your dad went to buy more beer. it was he best summer of your life to be honest. you would go to his, fuck anywhere and everywhere in his house. and the car sex? the car sex wow. you guy would fuck in discarded empty car parks or even in your garage if your dad was out. the sex was godly. and when you went back to uni you thought that would be the end. but he would visit you and you would visit him. lets just say he ended up being more than your dads best friend after everything.
a/n - hi i hope u guys liked this. lmk what u think!!! ik im bad at smut sorryyyyy. i try keep my reader any gender i hope this isnt too fem !!
jack abbot is soooo dads best friend and i think we need to explore that.
part one - part two - part three - part four
you thought about that little moment in the kitchen everyday after that. you underestimated how often jack came over. you would see him a few times a week. you found out he worked nights, and only 5 days a week. thats why you would see him so often. you found out he was a bit of an adrenaline junky, he told you about the times he had been shot at and different patients he had spent hours saving. you were practically bewitched by him. it was obvious.
you would usually only see him for an hour tops, you were always busy with uni work and seeing friends. but somehow you ended up in bed with him. you were a pretty deep sleeper so when you woke up, legs tangled with jacks and head nestled in his shoulder, you were nothing if not surprised. but you found it quite comfortable. he was mumbling in his sleep, not that it mattered, you couldnt tell what he was saying. but from where your head was nestled, you couldnt tell feel the hum of it on your skin.
you enjoyed it for as long as you could, nature calls and that. when you came back he was sat on the side of the bed. staring down, he looked deep in thought, or maybe he was just waking up. he was wearing nothing but boxers, quite a sight. you went to sit next to him, letting your pinky touch his.
'im sorry.' he said quietly, 'i was on call for 36 hours, i didnt even realise where i was.' you could hear the shame in his voice. 'hey, i dont mind one bit, honest mistake.' you were trying to comfort him, you put your hand over his, he flinched slightly. 'really! i havent slept that good in years.' you looked over at him and smiled. 'ha, me neither.'
you shuffled closer, turning your body towards him, crossing your legs. for a minute the two of you just stared at each other. the sound of your breathes synced. you went to move a curl that had strayed from the rest on his head. he leaned slightly into your touch. thats when your mind stopped and your body took full control.
you leaned in and pressed your lips to his. your lips moved together like nothing you had seen before. you had had boyfriends, kissed guys, but nothing had ever felt this perfect. like your lips were made for each other, like two puzzle pieces finally finding their match. and you know he felt the same way, from the way he moved with you, the way his hand glided across your back.
you both pulled away at the same time, heads still close, exchanging eachothers air. 'fuck...' he muttered. 'fuck im sorry, i shouldnt have done that.' his eyes were glued to the floor. 'you didnt, i did..jack.' you tipped his head up to look at you. 'i should go.' and with that he left, he picked up his clothes and left.
a/n - the next chapter will b the last !
hi this picture is so hot
bullseye is a virgin, hes inexperienced, a bad kisser and youre the best teacher for him.
you had to teach him how to kiss, the first time you made out it was all teeth. you pulled him back by his hair, which evoked a low groan and for his dick to grow hard, and told him step by step what to do. he took the instructions well, pulling away looking for validation, asking if its ok.
he would get hard from anything, from the sight of you with a mixtures of yours and his spit on your lips, from your ass in tight jeans, you telling him he looks handsome. and he wasnt average sized, so it was very obvious when this happened. and you found it cute and you would tease him, which would tend to make his pants tent even more.
and the first time you gave him a hand job, jesus christ. it took about four strokes and he was finished. he wouldnt stop apologising. 'fuck, fuck, im sorry, im so sorry..fuck' you would laugh and tell him he's good, its normal. then you gave him another. he got better with time, would last longer. but you can admit you found it kinda hot how quick he came for you. not to mention he was a whimpering mess, his head tilted to the sky, hands gripping the closest surface.
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