"I can’t wait till we get home!" Jake whispers in your ear as he lets his gaze wander through the hall where Hannah and Thomas celebrate their wedding. He sits next to you in the chair and has his arm over your backrest while his other hand is under the table on your thigh. Slowly he lets his hand move up a little and you stop him, giggling. "Stop that," you whisper, and an irresistible smile spreads on his face, "I didn't do anything," he replies innocently, increasing the pressure of his fingers on your leg. Your eyes get a little bigger and you start shaking nervously with your leg, "Jake" you admonish him and he sighs, "I’m sorry, I can’t help it," he apologizes but doesn’t mean it a bit serious.
Curiously you turn your head further to him, "What do you want to do when we are home?"
A little rough laugh makes you run down your back a warm shiver, he leans even further to your ear and whispers, "I’ll fuck you, shameless"
Your last imagine when Jake and Mc were in the house in the forest with the group got me thinking about what Jake would do when the MWAF went to attack them. I don't know what he'll do to him, but what I know is that he's going to be very protective of Mc and would make her stay in a safe place 🥺 Also, he might be the one who keeps the gun with him instead of Dan . I'm sorry but I find this hot 🤭
Ohhhh. Your point with the gun is really good and interesting. 😌 Actually it was not planned that it will be so long and actually I had planned a completely different answer but then I could not help it. I hope you will like what happened. xD
-> First Imagine
Characters: Jake x MC [They/Them] [MC is smaller than Jake] & Dan
Content Warning: Kinda dark (?) Jake/Strong Language / Swearing /Mention of weapons and killing / And a little bit of Jake x MC spice. 🌶🤫
Imagine…
The young hacker stood alone outside on the balcony and looks into the depths of the black night. Apart from the rushing of the wind through the peaks of the fir trees of the forest and the occasional crowing of the ravens, it was completely silent around him. Good. That's really good. Because he wasn’t just standing there for fun. On the one hand, he wanted to have a brief moment of rest to regain his concentration, which in the eyes of the imminent danger had driven his concern for MC immeasurably. On the other hand, he also stood here to be able to hear immediately, for example, if a car or steps on the pebble floor were heard. He wanted to be able to react as quickly as possible to protect MC, who was definitely the main goal of the Man Without A Face. But until now, everything had remained calm, but the question is how long it would last this way.
It was definitely for the next few minutes until he could hear the opening of the glass balcony door behind him. The person who entered the balcony was none other than Dan.
"Hacker man." the bearded man growled deeply and closed the door behind him after he had passed with the wheelchair.
The hacker let a few seconds pass, in this time, Dan joined his right side.
Then Jake spoke, also in a deep but calm voice, "Where is MC?" The black-haired man didn’t want them to hear about this conversation.
"Inside, with Jessy and Lilly, the three talk about trivial things," Dan and Jake nodded.
Dan continued: "Okay, let’s cut it short, you know I don’t really like you, and I think it’s mutual. Still, we’re both the only ones in this god-damned house who can tear anything when the sack-crow-face shows up here and tries to stretch his ugly wings to MC. So we have to work together for good or bad." Dan uttered the last sentence like a plague, which made the hacker smile. But immediately he regained his seriousness: "I agree."
Jake cleared his throat, "I want to keep MC away from the kidnapper as much as possible, the best thing would be in our room in the attic."
"And how are you going to get them to stay there?" The bearded mocked, "You probably know MC better than I do. When the action starts down here, they swings like Tarzan through the fucking trees if necessary."
"Don’t worry about that," Jake answered, looking at Dan for the first time. Jake took a deep breath, then he said, "You will protect them with your life if you have to, right?"
Dan laughed, "I would protect everyone here with my life, everyone but you."
"I can live with that, as long as you make sure MC is safe and nothing happens to them."
"So we’re in agreement? MC has top priority?" Dan wanted to know again about security.
"Absolutely" confirmed the black-haired.
This time it was Dan who nodded before turning back to go back to the house.
But Jake stopped him shortly before, "Dan?" even using his preferred nickname.
The bearded man stopped, but did not turn. "Forget about it" he just growled and shook his head.
"Give me the gun." demanded Jake, and his voice did not allow any objection.
"No." Dan growled again and turned around.
"I don’t mean to offend you, Daniel, but I have more experience with weapons than you. And obviously I have more movement possibilities than you have." Jake argued, Dan snorted.
"You can still do damage with your body and strength. But if it has to go fast and someone in this house is in danger, then it would be better if I had the weapon. Because I can walk up and down stairs, jump if necessary. I better get around the corner and I’m faster. I am sorry for your current situation, but it would be much better. Just imagine the man Without a face threatening Jessy and you’re on the wrong floor." Jake’s voice was haunting. The small manipulation attempt at the end, however, successful.
The bearded man muttered some incomprehensible words, then growled "Fuck this shit." but finally he pulled out the gun under his sweater and held it with the barrel in Jake’s direction, the finger on the trigger. Clearly an intimidation attempt, but it did not interest the hacker in the least.
Jake took the gun, then thanked his current accomplice.
Dan did not reply, but continued his way into the inner.
After closing the door, Jake turned back to the balcony railing, hidden in the shade, to take a closer look at the magazine of the weapon and to check how many projectiles he had available, if necessary. He was lucky, the magazine was filled and a projectile already in the barrel. The weapon is loaded.
"What are you doing?" suddenly asked the lovely and calm voice from behind.
This time the young hacker was easily frightened and immediately he pulled his sweater up a little to hide the gun in the waistband of his jeans.
Then he turned and met MC’s scrutinizing gaze.
"What are you hiding?" they asked skeptically and stepped one step closer to him.
"Nothing at all" he tried with a calm voice, but he knew that MC would not be so easy to get rid of.
But to his amazement they did exactly that.
They sighed, "I missed you." MC muttered, and came one step closer, taking his hand. "We last saw each other 20 minutes ago." Amused, the hacker looked down at MC and pulled them closer by their hand.
MC giggled happily and wrapped their arms right around his neck, stood on the tips of their toes and pressed their lips on his.
He gasped, but let no time elapsed to intensify the kiss, to turn them both around and go back, until MC’s back hit the railing of the balcony.
The kiss was hot and full of longing from both sides. But the lack of oxygen caused the two to interrupt the kiss for a few moments.
Their breath mingled as they leaned their foreheads against each other and Jake pushed even further against MC's body.
"You know," whispered MC and a trembling gasp left their mouth at the memories in their head, "We didn’t have time to talk about last night yet."
The young hacker acted on unknowing and pulled his eyebrows together: "Last night? I’m afraid I don’t know what you’re talking about."
MC snapped forward and tried to bite his lips, but Jake dodged too quickly. A rough laugh left his throat and gave MC goose bumps.
"I think -" MC started whispering and let their fingers of the left hand dance over his sweater’s fabric, over his neck, his chest, his stomach and down to his waistband, before they dived there with their hand under the fabric of the hoodie.
MC put their hand on his skin and Jake could not resist a hiss. MC immediately let their hand lift up, pulling up the sweater, then let their fingers dance again, very slowly over his upper body. They brushed his nipple and looked deep into his ice blue eyes. Jake immediately bit his lip and the young hobby detective could feel the goosebumps that were spreading over his skin.
"I mean, what happened between us last night." they breathed, "After we had this fight."
MC’s fingers slid down again, this time over his belly button and back to his waistband.
"Ohhh" Jake giggled dark: "You mean last night when I fucked you?"
Immediately MC had to swallow by his rough and direct words, but could not deny that the small electric shock pulled through their body like fire. "Yes," they whined, panting again, "That-that’s what I mean."
Unfortunately, Jake had already forgotten that he had packed Dan’s gun. MC just distracted him too much, so he didn’t think to break the next kiss and quickly step back when MC let their fingers dance along the waistband of his jeans to his right hip, and then with the words "Why do you have the gun?" breaks off the kiss, pushes him back, pulling the gun out of his belt.
Jake stumbled back a few steps but was able to catch himself again quickly. "MC, I -" he started off in need. He was about to come up with some excuses, but he knew how ridiculous that would be. MC was too smart and any excuse would be unnecessarily wasted time, so he decided to stick to the truth, "Because I have to protect you!" he fired.
MC narrowed their eyes: "No one needs to protect me! I can take care of myself!" they hissed and waved the gun around.
"I never said it wasn’t like that either," said Jake, taking another step towards them.
"No one wants to deny you that you can defend yourself, no one here wants to say that you are helpless. We just want to be able to do anything when the man without a face comes, and he will. You know it, I know it, Dan knows it and so does everyone else, and everyone here knows why he’s coming. Because you are the greatest danger to him, he comes because he wants to silence you. And I promised you I would never let anything happen to you. And if it means I have to shoot someone, I would do it without hesitation. Especially when it comes to saving you and killing my sister’s kidnapper, I wouldn’t shy away from anything!" Jake’s words were icy and exuberant, words as serious as MC had rarely heard anyone speak. And they immediately believed him every single word.
MC looked into his bright eyes a little speechless. A storm raging in them. Their breathing a little hard. Before MC could react, Jake had rushed forward and pulled the gun out of their hand. He immediately held it behind his back, out of reach for MC, and pressed their back against the railing again.
"You are in danger, MC." he told them softly. "And I will do everything necessary to protect you from this danger. Call me selfish, but if something happened to you, I wouldn’t have anything left to make sense of my life. I told you, since I’ve known you, I have hope again, and I don’t want to lose that hope."
He wrapped his free arm around their waist and pulled them closer. MC had to lean back a bit while Jake leaned forward and growled: "And I won’t continue to argue about this topic. It will be done the way I told you, and I’ll keep the gun to protect you, and you have two options now. Either you’re mad and you go back inside to Lilly and Jessy. Or, we take the other balcony door, go into our room and talk about last night."
MC looked at him with big eyes, was silent for a few seconds, then pressed out with heavy breath: "Take me upstairs. Jake, please."
Btw, no beta ready, so excuse the mistakes, I’ll catch up when I have more time. And if I ever used the wrong pronoun because I started with She/Her, tell me please and I will change it immediately. Hopefully you liked it anyway.
Prompt from @x3kristax3. Thanks for the idea.
Jake and MC meet for the first time.
warnings: language, attempted assault
It was girls night. They had rented a taxi so they could all relax and have a good time. Hannah decidedly needed a break from Thomas. They were madly in love, but he could be a bit on the needy side. Cleo and Hannah hadn't had much time to hang out since she opened the bakery. The gang had all put on some weight too, thanks to Cleo's "friends eat free" policy. Lily and Dan were a thing which surprised everyone except MC. She knew they deeply loved the people they chose and were both fierce and unpredictable in their desire to protect those people. And Jessy, well Jessy was single and ready to party. MC suspected that she had started drinking long before she met up with the girls, The last year had been rough on her. Grief can do funny things to people, but tonight she was gorgeous and free, MC wanted to let her stay that way. Hannah and MC knew they had to keep an eye on her. Lily kept texting Dan and MC would have probably been annoyed had she not been doing the same thing with Jake since early this morning.
MC pulled out her phone to send a quick text to Jake. They hadn't met yet, because it still wasn't safe, but their daily texts which were almost continuous on the weekends, had solidified their relationship. MC couldn't wait to meet him in person.
MC: We made it. We are here.
They had gone to the next town, which was bigger than Duskwood, and definitely had a cooler vibe. The streets were filled with neon lights and the cars pulling in and out of the club created a warm glow. People were dressed in their best and tiniest clothes. It was a new building made of bricks painted black. The owners had worked really hard to make this the best place in town. Even from the outside, you could feel the booming of the music. The line to get in stretched around the side of the building but they had a secret weapon. Jessy. She was the one everyone wanted to be or to be with. We had no problem getting inside.
Jessy comes close to MC and yells in her ear, though MC thought she meant to whisper. Proof that she had already been drinking. Jessy was loud when she was drunk. "I am so glad we all did this. I love you girls." MC nods. She is right. We are all lucky to have each other. Jessy is wearing a short strapless black dress and some heels that make her taller than MC. She is stunning, but the thing is, her heart is even more beautiful.
Jake: How is it? I know that you didn't want to go out.
MC: I wanted to go out with the girls, I just didn't want to go here.
Jake: To the club?
MC: Yeah, dancing with strange guys isn't my idea of fun anymore.
Jake: :)
Jake: That pleases me.
MC: You have nothing to worry about. None of them are you.
Jake: Are you still going to dance though? That is the best thing about the club.
MC: It is just that the men tend to get handsy on the dance floor.
Jake: Then dance with all of the girls.
Jake: Those men better not get handsy with you.
MC: I can take care of myself. It's Jessy I am worried about.
MC: She is gorgeous tonight and drunk. That is a bad combination.
Jake: How is she drunk already? You've only been there 30 minutes.
MC: I think she got a head start, that is why I am concerned.
Jake: What are you all doing? I want a play by play.
Jake: You all at a club is a fascinating idea.
MC: Well, Jessy is drunk and she is yelling excitedly at everyone.
MC: She is always making friends.
Jake: Of course. Jessica is a delightful woman.
MC: Hannah is with Cleo, cutting and serving cake.
Jake: What? Who brings a cake to the club?
MC: Apparently Cleo does.
MC: There are many boys around her.
MC: Maybe she knows something we don't?
MC: Hannah is watching out for Jessy and laughing at Cleo.
Jake: ???
MC: Cleo is trying to flirt. It is pretty funny.
Jake: What about Lily?
MC: Texting Dan, but pretending that she is using the restroom.
MC: She is also glaring at any man who comes near her.
Jake: What are you doing?
MC: Texting you, but I am pretending to be in the line for the bar.
Jake: Well, I bet you look incredible.
As MC reads the last message Jessy runs up to her, "MMMMMMMMMMCCCCCCCCCCC, this line is too long. I need to dance." She begins pulling MC out to the dance floor but MC pauses for just a minute.
MC: Duty calls.
The girls all rush to the dance floor. it is packed. People are everywhere. Young and beautiful, full of glitter and bad ideas. The girls use their best dance moves, but no one is impressed. MC, of course, decides this is the perfect opportunity to make the worst moves possible. They are in a crowd of sweaty, shiny people and they are laughing so hard that they can't breathe. Men try and cut in, but the women of Duskwood are no fools and they deflect the advances of these men, not letting any of them get too close.
After a while, MC signals to Jessy that she needs a break. She leaves the dance floor and plops down on the closest possible couch. It is big and comfortable, made of black leather with plenty of room for all of her friends. She notices, as the friends all fall next to her on the couch, that she has a message from Jake.
"I think we all need some drinks." I declare. She is anxious to check her message, "They are on me."
"Lemon drops" Cleo states. "We want lemon drops!"
"Ok" MC declares, but before she leaves, she makes eye contact with Hannah and mouths, "Watch her." to Hannah who nods in acknowledgment.
MC makes it to the bar which is glass and shining with every possible brand of alcohol, many that she has ever heard of. There are people struggling to get up to the counter to yell out their drink orders. This is going to take a while.
Jake: Don't drink too much, you won't like it in the morning.
MC: How do you know that I am drinking?
Jake: Call it a lucky guess.
Jake: You are in a club and it is girl's night.
MC: I am being careful, Jake. I promise.
Jake: Couldn't they have sent someone to help you with those drinks?
Jake: I wouldn't want you to spill them on that exceptional red dress.
MC: How do you know what I am wearing?
MC: Are you here?
Jake: Someone had to keep you all safe.
MC almost dropped the phone. Looking up quickly she scanned the room for him.
MC: Where are you?
Jake: Come and find me. Right now, you are cold.
MC: What do you mean cold? Do you mean the kids' game?
Jake: That is exactly what I mean. Still cold.
MC smirks, then takes two steps to the left.
Jake: Colder. You are freezing now. It is like the Arctic.
MC backs up and takes two steps to the left.
She then looks up and quickly scans the room. Her eyes dart left to right.
Jake: What are you looking for? You don't know what I look like.
Jake: How will you recognize me?
MC: You will be the guy staring at his phone instead of me.
Jake: Trust me, I am more than capable of doing both.
Jake: I can't take my eyes off of you.
MC shivers, his words doing crazy things to her.
Jake: You are getting warm, but like a summer day in Switzerland.
Jake: Not in Africa.
MC takes three more steps and looks up. It is then that she sees him leaning against the wall. His posture is one of equal parts confidence and exhaustion. His hair is a little long and he wears scruff on his cheeks. It speaks of the lack of amenities that his life affords him. MC thinks he looks just fine, well more than fine if she is being honest with herself. A smile crosses his face, one of satisfaction. When her emerald eyes meet his sapphire ones, the electricity can be felt across the room.
They walk toward each other, never losing that connection between them and never looking away from each other's eyes.
MC can almost reach out for Jake's hand when a group of people rushes between the two of them. Someone grabs MC's arm and pulls her along with the crowd and her phone drops to the ground.
Once the people pass, Jake scans the room, expecting her to be there. When she is not, He texts.
Jake: MC?
There is no response.
Jake: MC? This isn't funny. I am getting worried.
Then he remembers the GPS on her phone. He has never been so thankful for it before. Jake tracks her phone to a potted plant. The phone was fine, just separated from its owner.
He makes his way around the bar looking for MC the entire time. Finally, in the back, hidden in a dark corner almost behind the bar, he sees that red dress.
A man is holding MC's arm tightly and talking forcefully.
"Hey baby, " he says, "My name is Joe. What are you up to tonight?" He is sweaty and way too close to her face. MC is mad and trying to free her arm from his grasp. She can't keep her mouth shut.
"Trying to avoid men like you."
His grip tightens. He is not amused. "Listen, let me buy you a drink and loosen you up a bit"
He smiles, but it stops short of his eyes.
"No thank you. I am kind of here with someone and he will be looking for me. I would appreciate it if you let go of my arm." She tries to act tough, but her voice waivers.
Joe leans in closer, "A lot of women would be very happy to spend tie with me." As he speaks, spit sneaks out of the corner of his mouth.
MC responds in almost a whisper, "Well then, you should go and find one of them."
She manages to get her arm free for a minute, but he is stronger than her and grabs it again. She doesn't think she will be able to get away this time.
Why, she wonders, is no one around to stop this creep?
His mouth is on her ear now as he whispers, "It would serve you well to stay away from a place like this if you are going to be such a tease."
"I am not a tease." She says through gritted teeth, avoiding eye contact with him at all costs.
"That dress you are wearing," he snarks, "says otherwise."
He pulls her in close to his waist at the exact moment that Jake sneaks up and puts his body between Joe and MC. Joe still holds on to her wrist, but the power that he had over her is now lost.
"Let her go. NOW!" Jake's voice is firm and full of fire. He doesn't budge.
"Oh yeah, Buddy," Joe states as his ears turn red, "what are you going to do about it?"
"Trust me, you don't want to find out the many ways that I can make you suffer." The two men stare at each other, their eyes locked in a battle of wills. Finally, Joe backs off and releases MC's hand. Jake moves her behind him. refusing Joe any further access. "
"Bitch." Hey says under his breath. MC feels Jake tighten and his fist clench. He was turning around in response.
"Don't waste your time on him." MC begs, "...waste your time with me."
She pulls his body toward her and he grazes her cheek with the bar of his hand, "Time with you is never a waste, especially not in this dress."
"What is it with this dress?"
"It is an exceptional dress for an exceptional woman."
MC blushes and puts her hand on his cheeks so their eyes meet. His hands found their place on her hips and they remain there.
"Thank you for saving me. If you hadn't been here, I would have been in real trouble." MC has tears in her eyes.
Jake takes her hand in his and kisses her palm then intertwines their fingers. He leans in to whisper in her ear, " I won't ever let anything happen to you now that I don't have to leave your side. You are more beautiful than I could have ever imagined."
The music in the club may be pounding but all that MC can feel in the pounding of her heart.
"Did you say that you dint have to leave?"
"I did and I meant it."
A huge smile crosses her face, her dimples deep as the smile grows.
She pushes up to stand on her tiptoes and kisses him on the cheek. "You are more handsome than I would have ever believed and I can't wait have you by my side."
He pulls her in close to him, his hands now on her back, their eyes lock and all of the unsaid things were suddenly understood. Slowly, his hand moves to her hair, and his lips graze hers softly. He pulls away and she whispers, "Cold."
He winks and kisses her again. This time the kiss is passionate. She feels all of the weight of their separation and all of the joy that comes from the hope that is in front of them.
"You're getting warmer," she says as they pause to catch their breath, "like a summer day in Switzerland, not Africa."
"Is that a challenge?" He asks.
MC raises one eyebrow. "Absolutely it is."
As he leans in to kiss her this time, his tongue begs for entrance. She allows it and they explore each other's mouths. Her hands reach up around his neck and his arms hold her close to him, his big hands covering her back.
"Warmer," she whispers, though she is out of breath. "...like Italy or Greece."
He chuckles. " We can do better than that." His hands drop to her ass and hers to his chest. His lips, which started out at her mouth, slowly make their way to her neck, and then her collarbone. As her knees go weak, the words escape her lips. "Hot. Like Africa, the Sahara Desert."
He moves away from her, an expression of pride on his face.
"Where are you going?" she pouts.
He puts his hand to her face and looks into her eyes adoringly.
"Well, I was hoping to get a little handsy, but I didn't want to do it in a place like this." He responds with a wink.
She blushes.
"Do you think you could skip out on the rest of the girl's night?" He asks hopeful.
She winks, " I think that can be arranged." She answers as she pulls out her phone.
MC: Lily, Do you think you can get everyone home safe? Especially Jessy.
MC: I have to put out a fire."
Lily: Sure, but if that man you have been making out with is the fire, then we definitely have some things to discuss. Tomorrow morning?
MC: Make it tomorrow afternoon. Call first. :)
She grabs his arm and laughs as she pulls him out the door. The night is alive. Everywhere MC looks seems brighter and more vibrant than it had been when they entered the club. He pushes her into the wall and kisses her like he had waited for this moment for all eternity and he wasn't going to waste it. His hand creeps under her skirt and hers moves under his shirt feeling his taut muscles. They lean closer to the wall and each other. After a few minutes, he pulls away, knowing that if he doesn't stop now, they wont make it back to Duskwood.
He is panting but still stroking her har, she is straightening her dress and he is smoothing his shirt.
"I like you handsy." She says, still in a fog of lust and love.
" Mmmmmm" He groans in agreement.
"Let's go put out that fire," Jake says and turns away from her and hails a cab.
"Was it this hot when you got here?" He asked her with a smirk on his face.
"Not even close," MC responded with a kiss on his cheek and a twinkle in her eye.
She giggles and they step in a cab headed to an amazing night and and even more incredible life.
Summary: Following the reveal of The Man Without The Face, MC is a little too worried about Jake. So she does the only reasonable thing she can think of. Heads to Duskwood to find him.
EPISODE-10 SPOILERS AHEAD!
[ A/N: Hello :)
I just started this blog to talk about my love for Jake / post fanfics I might have written after / during my playthrough of Duskwood. So if you would like to talk about the game / Episode 10 / theories / anything at all, feel free to send me a message / ask :)
Anyway, this is a fanfic I wrote Post-Episode 10. ]
I love you.
The realization hit me a little later than it probably should have, but I did. I loved Jake. Perhaps I knew before. No. I definitely knew before. Jake had told me he didn’t trust easily. He hadn’t. Not until me. Even then, it took time to break down his walls. Get him to trust me. Enough to tell me his name. That Hannah and Lilly were his sisters. His whereabouts. That he loved me.
What if that was the last thing we said to each other?
After everything—everything we’d been through, after Richy, after Jake’s promise to meet me in Duskwood when all of this was over—we were so close. So close. We had risked too much for it to end like this. He had protected me too much. And if—if he didn’t make it out of there, I would have nobody to blame but myself. After all, he had gone into the mine in my place. Gone into the mine to find Hannah, but Alan found Hannah and Jake was—No. I couldn’t think like that. It had only been minutes. Minutes since I’d heard Richy tell Jessy he’d been the MWAF. Minutes since Jessy’s cries had died down in my head. Since my own cries had died down.
Richy. Who I’d considered a friend. Who I’d mourned when he died. Who I’d told to go comfort Jessy when she was attacked by the Man Without A Face. Who I’d like I was responsible for. If I had only begged him a little harder not to go into the woods—but no. No. He was the one behind it all. He was the one who had kidnapped Hannah. Who drove Amy to her death. Who lied to the people who trusted him. Who betrayed us. And now—
Suddenly, a message on my phone came through.
CLEO: Richy’s dead.
My heart skipped a beat.
DAN: What?
CLEO: There was a fire. Explosion.
CLEO: Suicide, they think.
I leaned my head back against the wall. Richy was dead. I didn’t know how to feel. I didn’t know if I wanted him to make it. If I thought it’d be easier. He had asked if I believed he was sorry, but my answer remained the same. I didn’t know. I didn’t think I could forgive him either way. But I did care about him. I did consider him a friend.
Jake.
My head snapped up. Jake was in the mine. Well, maybe. He told me he would text me when he made it out. My phone showed he was still offline. No time to panic. He would be nowhere near Richy. But—Jake was the one who told me the mine was in danger of collapsing. And even if he made it out, who was to say he wouldn’t be caught the minute he did? Alan was right. There was no way the FBI were there for Hannah. And they had probably placed men at every exit. He had promised me he wouldn’t be caught, but how sure could he be? How could he possibly know the next move they’d make when he was trapped in a crumbling mine with no phone service. A stray tear slipped down my face. If Jake didn’t make it—I would bring Richy back to kill him myself.
Your fault, my head screamed.
I love you.
I love you, too.
“Come on, Jake.” I whispered harshly. “Don’t do this to me.”
Jake is offline.
Shit.
Maybe it had only been a few minutes, but it felt like hours. Felt like he should have been out of that mine already. Felt like he should have been texting me to reassure me he was fine. That he’d made it out. That they hadn’t caught him and that we would see each other soon.
I needed to see him.
I needed him to take me into his arms and reassure me the way I had wanted him to since we had first started this thing. Sure, at first, he was a little suspicious. Maybe suspicious wasn’t the right word to use. Just…cautious. Like he didn’t trust people. But I had broken down his walls. Gotten to know him. Gotten to fall in love with him. I didn’t care that I didn’t know what he looked like or that I’d never heard his voice or that he was wanted by the government. I’d fallen in love with him—with who he was.
And he loved me back.
Well. Apparently, Jake didn’t know one thing about me. It would only take a few hours for me to get to Duskwood. I’d looked it up on my maps at the start of all of this—before Jake had begged me not to go. He would probably be mad at me. It didn’t matter. His life was in danger. That was something worth breaking a promise for. Besides, if I got to see him—I would take his anger and frustration with a smile. Kiss it off of his face.
I took a deep breath and texted the group back.
ME: They haven’t found anybody else, have they?
LILLY: No, [MC].
I didn’t know whether to be relieved or cry.
Well.
Forgive me, Jake.
But I’m going to Duskwood a bit early.
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The road to the Grimrock Waterfall was crawling with numbers of police. The aftermath was still fresh. I assumed Hannah was long gone, probably settled into the hospital with her friends by her side. I’d visit her eventually. Maybe I’d figure out how I knew her. If I even did. Perhaps she had sent the wrong number. Maybe Richy had set us up. Maybe I would just have to live with the not knowing.
It didn’t matter, anyway.
Hannah was safe. Richy was dead. If I repeated it enough times in my head, maybe I could make it sound true. Make the nightmare we’ve been living in go away. Maybe I wouldn’t have to look over my shoulder every five seconds, wondering if someone was watching me. If I would be the next victim. Maybe we would be free to live now.
I could have been in there. In the mine. Blindly feeling my way around. Maybe I would have met Richy at the waterfall. And then…would he have killed me? Maybe I would’ve seen his face and he would’ve taken me hostage too. Drugged me and put me on a never-ending video loop to play for Jake and the others.
A figure caught my eye by one of the trees. My breath hitched for a split second until I realized it wasn’t who I thought it was. But it was somebody. I made my way over, stuffing my hands in the pockets of my sweater. For late-May, it was surprisingly cool outside.
“Thought you’d be at the hospital.”
The figure turned. Wheels squeaked underneath him. “Too many people right now. Figured that I would…” He motioned down at the wheelchair. “This was as far as I could go. Think they would kill me for tryin’ to go further anyway. What are you doing here?”
I shook my head. “Don’t know yet.”
“I don’t know if I believe it.” Dan shook his head. “Richy. Didn’t think he could hurt anyone. To know that…and I was the one who—”
“You can’t think like that.” I responded. “Dan, he would’ve hurt somebody. You were just doing what you thought was best. Nobody can blame you for that. Besides, he had plenty of time to get help before he died. He did this to himself.”
He hummed. “Maybe.”
“How’s Jessy?”
“Went to the hospital with the others. She wanted to be alone, but I don’t think anyone was ready to let her. They were close, you know. Always felt like I had to compete with him for her. I think she would have picked him in the end.”
“She cares about you, Dan.” I promised. Then, after a minute: “And Hannah?”
“Thomas said she’s as okay as she can be. Think she’s more in shock than injured. To be held by someone you trusted, someone you considered a friend, that’s rough. It’ll take time. I think she’s also dealing with the fact that everyone knows about Jennifer now.”
“It doesn’t matter,” I reminded him. “It doesn’t make what Richy did right.”
“Yeah.” He shrugged. “You think he’s still here?”
“I don’t know where he is,” I answered. “He said he would let me know when he was out. It says he’s been offline for hours but…I don’t know.”
“You plan on staying here?”
I shrugged. “Probably, at least for the night. Guess we’ll see where it gets us. Don’t think I could sleep much either way. I still feel like I’m being watched. Like Michael’s going to turn up at any moment and say it was all a joke. That it was him.”
“I think that would be too easy.”
I smiled weakly. “Probably.” My smile faded. “Dan? I’m sorry, about—”
“I shouldn’t have asked.” He waved a hand. “I know I’m not the first person to. I knew you were involved with Hackerman. Just hoped you weren’t. But it makes sense. The truth is, I don’t have a reason to dislike him. Just think you could do better than a life like that.”
“I have my demons too, Dan.” I told him. “Besides—I think I would go anywhere in the world if it was with him. We can still have that movie night, though.”
He grinned. “I look forward to it.”
“I don’t know why I came,” I crossed my arms over my chest and rubbed them, suddenly feeling like an idiot. “He’s not coming out here, no matter what. There’s cops everywhere. I just thought he would text me and I could find him or—sounds like one of those stupid romcom movies now that I think about it.”
“Maybe stupid romcoms are your thing.”
“No, they’re not.” I laughed.
“Maybe they are,” He said again. “Don’t you wonder something?”
“You’re going to have to be more specific.”
He looked up at me. “That guy over there’s been glaring at us for ten minutes.”
My heart skipped a beat. My head snapped up to where Dan’s head was tilted toward the edge of the woods. There was a figure, hidden just enough that you wouldn’t be able to see them without actually looking for them. Their dark attire blended into the trees. Their face was tilted down and hidden beneath their black hood. Still, I could tell that Dan was right. Their posture was rigid and stiff. Turned toward us like they were unhappy. At first, I thought it was Michael, maybe coming to laugh and tell us that it was him all along, that he had framed and killed Richy and that he was coming to kill me next.
But then my phone buzzed.
Jake is online.
No. No way. All of the emotion I felt inside of me came bursting out at once. Tears poured down my face no matter how furiously I wiped at them. Jake was alive. He was alive. And Hannah was safe. And Richy was dead. Richy was the MWAF. Michael wasn’t coming back from the dead to tell us it was him. And I hadn’t cried about that yet. No. I had. I had cried while I was on the call with Richy. Watching him bleed out from a gunshot wound. I’d cried as I watched Jessy come to terms with the realization. I’d cried when I realized I didn’t know if Jake was okay or captured or if he was dead and I would never see him again. I cried during all of it.
But not like this. I hadn’t felt my limbs shake with each gasping breath as I realized that my final words to Richy had been nothing but resentment. As I realized just how serious the situation was and that never seeing Jake again was an actual possibility. And yet—here he was. And that made me sob harder. The guy who loved me was standing there, and all I could think to do was cry and shake because drawing attention to him would cause them to find him and I could not handle that when I just got him back.
“Please do not pass out on me.” Dan warned. “It’ll be really hard to catch you.”
Somehow, that made me feel worse. I sniffled and wiped at my eyes, feeling incredibly weak and stupid for someone who just realized the guy she’d drove two hours to see was actually alive and not dead. My phone buzzed in my hand.
JAKE: I told you I would contact you when I got out.
JAKE: Please do not cry.
I snorted slightly. Yet—it gave me more comfort than anything had in a long time. To know that we did it. That we found the culprit. Sure, it was someone we trusted, and sure, we lost someone we considered a friend tonight, but it was over.
JAKE: Come here.
I looked down at my phone and then back at the hooded figure. I didn’t want to risk it, but when I saw him take a step toward me, I gave in and hurried toward him without even a quick goodbye to Dan. It was okay. He’d understand. I plowed into the figure at full force, nearly knocking him off of his feet and burying my face in his neck.
He was the perfect height. The kind where my head fit perfectly against him, where I could hear his pounding heart against my own, feel his face buried in my hair. I probably looked a mess but I didn’t care. I tightened my grip around him, burying my tears in his hoodie and soaking it with my face.
“Jake—”
“It’s okay,” he whispered back.
Oh. His voice was soothing. The kind you could fall asleep to. The kind you knew you were safe around. He kissed the top of my head and I melted. I remembered when I watched Richy die, the first time. I told Jake I wished he could take me in his arms. Much like he’d done now that Richy was actually gone.
I pulled back to look at him, reaching up to cup my hands around his cheeks. He moved his head to look at me and I got a glimpse of him for the first time. And—hell—he was handsome. I knew he would be but seeing it for myself was a whole different experience. The moon reflected off of his face and lit up his eyes, the soft reflection in them that gave me butterflies like I was back in school again. He gave me a soft smile.
“Hi,” He whispered.
I smiled. “You kept your promise.”
“I told you I would.”
I tightened myself around him again. Like, maybe, now that he was here, all my worries could go away. It didn’t work. Still, it was a nice thought.
“Did you read the group messages?”
He shook his head. “Haven’t had the time.”
“Richy’s dead.”
His hands around me stilled. “Oh. [MC], I am so sorry.”
“Jake, we were wrong.” The words felt weird on my tongue. “Michael wasn’t the MWAF. It was Richy. He—he kidnapped Hannah.”
“What?”
I shook my head. “I don’t feel as relieved as I should.”
He pressed another kiss to the top of my head. “I’m here now.”
“Will you tell me again?” I begged.
“Tell you what?”
I pulled back to whack him lightly across the chest. “You know what,” I told him softly. “I have to hear you say it.”
“I love you.” He tilted my chin up so he could press our lips together. It was short and sweet and made me crave more. There would be time for that later. “I would do anything for you.”
“Yeah, we have to talk about that.” I warned him. “We’re going to have to compromise. I cannot have you risking your life for me whenever you feel like it.” He laughed softly.
“We’ll talk about it.” He hummed. “So, you still want a life with me?”
English isn’t my first language, so please excuse any mistakes.
Summary: Jake had thought about how their first meeting would go before, but nothing sounded as sweet as the scenario MC once shared with him.
A/N: Heavily based on this post right here.
Characters: Jake/fem!reader.
Word Count: 559 words.
He wasn’t sure where they were.
Was it Duskwood? The Chinese restaurant? Or maybe the motel across the street from it? Well, it didn’t really matter to him. The only thing Jake knew was that they were there, close to each other.
He’d thought about this moment before, how it would be when they were together at last. It was everything he had imagined, but at the same time nothing like it. Jake could feel his heart beating out of rhythm in his chest. He’d never been this careless, this reckless, to bring someone into his life – but there he was, taking (Y/N) into his arms.
I don't think there are any trigger warnings on this one. It is not as intense as the last one I posted.
Make Me Forget - Jake x MC one shot.
It's just after 1 am when I finally get to the motel in Duskwood. After two days of traveling, I'm exhausted and just want to sleep. I wander down the hall of the motel before finally stopping in front of room 121. I look at the key again to make sure I haven't misread the number from lack of sleep and see 121. I unlock the door and walk inside. I drop my bag on the small table before taking out my toothbrush and face wash. I quickly make my way to the small bathroom and quickly brush my teeth, and wash my face. I kick my pants off and take off my bra, leaving me in just a t-shirt and panties. Upon reentering the bedroom, I throw myself on the bed without even pulling the blankets back. Tomorrow I look for Jake but for now, I must sleep.
After what feels like, no time, I'm suddenly startled awake. I look at my phone and notice I've been asleep for almost two hours. I roll over and jump when I notice a hooded figure across the room. I start to panic, and as I'm about to scream, he speaks. "Shh MC, it's ok, it's me," says the deep, soothing voice. "Jake!" I jump off the bed and run to him and wrap my arms around him, not caring that I'm only in a t-shirt and underwear. He looks down at me with those piercing blue eyes, and I can see how handsome he is. "Am I dreaming? What are you doing here?" I whisper to him, afraid if I'm too loud, I'll wake up, and he'll disappear.
"What are you doing here?"
"I could ask you the same thing. I remember you making a promise not to come to Duskwood."
"I had to try to find you and make sure you were alright." He has a look of sadness in his eyes, and I see a single tear roll down his face. I pull his hood off his head and clasp my hands around the back of his neck. "Jake, what's wrong?"
"I'm sorry. For everything. I'm sorry about Richy. I'm sorry you were brought into this. I'm sorry for -" I put my hand over his mouth to silence him. "Stop, stop apologizing. You're here, and that's all that matters. If you're here I can forget about everything else."
I pull him closer to me and gently put my lips to his. He hesitates at first but starts to kiss me back. He sucks and nibbles on my bottom lip before sliding his tongue in my mouth, and I pray for this moment to never end. He slides his hands under my shirt to my bare back. He pulls me in closer. I pull away, breaking the kiss. "Please, Jake." I try to struggle to catch my breath. "Make me forget."
"Are you sure?" He asks, and I nod before his lips crash down on mine again, this time hungrier and needier than before. Without breaking the kiss, he walks forward, pushing me back towards the bed. I stumble as my legs hit the bed and fall backward. Without missing a beat, he kneels on the bed, quickly pulls his hoodie over his head, and leans over me. I can't stop myself from reaching out and running my fingers down his bare torso. He smiles at me and grabs my shirt, pulling it over my head, revealing my breast, and already hardened nipples. He leans down and swirls his tongue around one nipple before moving to the next. He slides his hand down my stomach and into my panties. I gasp a little as his hand grazes my folds. He kisses me one more time before spreading my folds and rubbing circles around my clit. I try to say his name, but it comes out as nothing more than a moan. "I've wanted to hear that pretty mouth of yours moaning my name for quite some time," he whispers before slipping a finger into me. One hand gently twists one of my nipples while he sucks the other into his mouth. He slips another finger in making me moan again. "That's it, MC. Don't hold back, I want to hear every moan." He pumps his fingers in and out, and in no time, I feel the first orgasm take over. Jake continues to finger me, drawing out my high as long as possible.
He takes his fingers out and sucks my juices off of them before letting out a small moan himself. He pulls my panties down and starts to undo his belt. I can already see that he's rock hard, but when he slides his pants and boxers down, allowing his dick to spring free, I gasp at the size. I'm not a virgin by no means, but he's certainly the biggest I've ever seen. He pushes me back on the bed and spreads my legs. He grabs the base of his dick lining it up with my opening. He gently slides in it allowing me to adjust to his size. Once he's fully inside me, he stops and looks at me like he's not sure if I'm ready. I buck my hips against him and he starts thrusting in and out. I let out a long moan as he hits all the right places. "That's it, cum for me MC." He says and my next orgasms ripples through me as I dig my fingers into the mattress beside me. Once I come down off my high I push him off and over onto his back. He looks at me intrigued as I position myself above him. Without warning, I slide down impaling myself on him. "Fuck!" He moans out. I find my rhythm rocking my hips against him. I love the look on his face as I slide up and down on him. He reached down and starts rubbing my clit as I ride him. My walls tighten around him as I cum once more. I continue riding him and I see his eyes start to roll back in his head. "Cum for me Jake. I want to feel you cumming inside me." After a few more seconds he finally finds his release and I feel his seed squirting into me the feeling making me cum once more. I rock my hips a few more times milking him dry before I finally collapse on top of him.
"I love you so fucking much." He whispers.
"I love you more."
Warnings: Heavy spoilers for episode 10. Contains later in the story explicit adult material (like seriously, can't emphasize this too much, basically smut). 🔥🔥
Author notes: see the ending
After the End
The silence was hurting her ears, like it was almost deafening tone. The room was dark, sun had set ages ago and normally, she would have been sleeping for hours now. But not today. Only light in the room was coming from her phone, where she kept reading the last words of their conversation. Her hold on the phone was tight, as she was afraid of dropping it, losing connection with him.
I cannot go without telling you.
Without telling me what?
Something I’ve bene meaning to tell you for a long time.
What do you want to tell me?
MC
I love you.
I love you too, Jake
He loved her and she loved him. She had known it for a while now, but with everything going on, she had actively pushed her thoughts back. They had to find Hannah, and her friends had been in constant danger. It was so odd, how they had known with Jake for a such a short time, but she felt like she had known him all her life. How naturally they trusted and respected each other’s, and how her heart always skipped a beat when he messaged him.
When Richy had revealed himself as being the man without a face, the initial shock had changed to anger. He was supposed to be their friend and she had thought Richy was also her friend too. How could he have done all of this? What kind of person treats others this way? Hannah had told the group what happened in the mine, how Richy had set up the fire and never came out… They all had found out that their friend had betrayed them and then they lost him all in 30 minutes span. Jessy was a mess, and she had tried to call her many times, but Dan had let her know that she couldn’t stop crying and was no condition to speak. Lilly had called her parents to pick them up and they all were going into the hospital to see Hannah. She tried to feel relief for them, but when she knew that her most important person was still in the mines somewhere and FBI was there… The only thought she had, that she couldn’t breathe until she knew he was alright and safe.
I love you
I love you too, Jake
The minutes and hours felt like years. The first rays of the sun peeked behind the curtains, and she still hadn’t heard from him. When she heard her next-door neighbor leaving to work, she snapped out of her trance. Something had gone wrong; she just knew it. He would have texted her soon as he was out of the mine, he knew that she was waiting. Panic started swell on her again, rising in intolerable levels. She had to do something, but what?
What could she do? How could she help from her couch? He was somewhere deep in the mines, alone in the dark, without aid. All their friends and his sisters were in the hospital, and all he got was her. She jumped from the couch, confused, and saw herself on the mirror. Dark circles under her eyes revealed that it was 30 hours since she last slept, but that wasn’t important now. She realized that there was only one thing which she could do.
She would go to Duskwood.
When the taxi finally drove in her driveway, she hopped in and stuffed her backpack in the backseat with her. Quick glance on her phone told her that she had no new messages, and she had only an hour before her flight would leave.
“To the airport, please. Take the fastest route.”
They passed the suburbs way too slowly in her opinion, but soon they were in the highway, speeding up. Within fifteen minutes, they arrived in the airport. Because she was travelling lightly and had done the check in within her phone on her way, she got through the security just in time to see that her gate for the flight had opened. When she finally sat down on her seat and looked outside of the window, she allowed herself to let one tear slip.
I love you.
I love you too, Jake.
Six hours later, she arrived at the small train station of Duskwood. She had managed to get some sleep during the flight and connecting train, but she still felt like she had been hit by a car. She picked her phone again for the thousandth time for that day and saw that she still hadn’t got new messages and Jake was still offline. The conductor whistled, and the train started moving again, leaving her alone in the platform.
She still hadn’t a plan and couldn’t form one without getting information about the current situation. She knew that only person she could contact to get some, was someone who Jake would not approve, but she didn’t have a choice. She opened her contacts on the messaging app and typed slowly. She had to play her cards right and not cause any additional issues.
Alan,
I hope I have finally convinced you that I was not the person who you were looking for, and you can trust me.
She waited for a couple of minutes, when the familiar pen showed up, scribbling on the screen.
You haven’t been a suspect in this case in any point.
She contemplated her words. She couldn’t reveal too much, but Alan’s previous warning had indicated that he knew, that Jake was the one FBI was looking for. But he had given her a much-needed warning.
Oh, Alan. You and me both know, that is a lie. But I am not going to hold on a grudge. ps. Did FBI found what they were looking for?
She bit her lip, as always when she was nervous. She saw Alan typing something, deleting it and then he started typing again.
Duskwood police is grateful for FBI’s aid on this case and the gathering of the evidence is still ongoing and I am not going to give any additional information regarding this matter.
Shit, shit, shit. That had to mean that FBI was still in the mines, looking for Jake. She was relieved that he hadn’t been caught, but the task of saving him would be impossible task when FBI was still in the area. No, not impossible, she reminded herself, that’s why she had come her. There was a chance, but she just would have to take it.
She rented a car, not a too big, so it would not attract interest. They also gave her a map for the area, which she appreciated a lot. She trailed the route to the waterfall from the parking place with her finger but realized quickly that it was probably full of police and FBIs cars and staff. She covered her hair with the baseball cap and put sunglasses on her face, checking herself from the car sunscreen mirror. With a map on her hand, she looked just like a regular tourist. She doubted that anyone would recognize her, but better safe than sorry. She had booked a cabin during her way on the airport, and quick glance on the map revealed to her that it was in secluded are in farther south from Duskwood, where the mines were. Her hands trembled when she folded the map and put it in her pocket, she had never been this afraid in her life before. She took a long breath and held her head against the steering wheel.
I love you
I love you too, Jake.
She started the engine.
After 15 minutes of drive, she saw the parking place for the beginning of the trail. It was packed and she could spot the blue and red lights from afar. There was no way that she could pull the stupid tourist-impression with that crowd. Frustrated cry escaped from her lips, and she pressed the speed pedal. There had to be other way. She kept driving and glanced the policemen while passing them and soon she couldn’t see them anymore from her rear mirror. She tried to look up where to pull over, and finally spotted a place beside the main road, which looked like an abandoned bus stop. When she had turned off her engine, she looked at the map again.
According to Jake, the mines were 60 miles long, and he could be anywhere in those 60 miles. She googled the cave site archives, where Jake had retrieved his map from and looked at all the entrances. Jake had said that he didn’t know other exits than the main one and the one which Richy had used, and the latter one just had a fire. She knew that Jake wouldn’t go to the part of the tunnels he didn’t know of, that would just be guaranteed getting lost option. But if he had his map with him (which was very likely), he would have to choose one of the other exits. What would you do, what you would do in this situation, she kept asking herself and then she realized.
If there would be FBI waiting in all the exits, it wouldn’t make sense to try to get to them. They also couldn’t search all the 60 miles simultaneously, so they would have to look in sections. The mines were dark, maps weren’t reliable and offered multiple spots to take cover. It would make prefect sense to hide, until FBI would think that he had managed to escape before securing the exits. That she would do, trick them believing that she would have already left…
Suddenly, this realization caused her to get more anxious. How long could he hide in the dark? Did he have any food with him? Or water? Maybe that was the reason he didn’t answer her messages since he would have to turn his phone off to save battery. She zoomed in for the map again, trying to look out what kind of things mines had. She had seen a shaft from the picture, but she didn’t know what mines usually looked like. Was there more of shafts? Would he get deeper or closer towards the ground?
This was like looking for a needle in a haystack. He would have tried to get far as he could from where Richy had held Hannah, because that area would be the main focus for the police. The main entrance was also off limits, and that left only one route available. She followed the markings of the map, where the road would be halting into a crossroad and again later for another crossroad. How could she know which way he would choose? She looked farther from the map and saw that the rest of the exits would be along the long road in the end of the tunnels. It would make sense that he would keep in close of them if he would need quick way out.
She looked at her other map, where the landscape was drawn and looked where each exit was. It wouldn’t be reasonable to come out in area, where there was no possibility of hiding, so she could cross few of them over, like the one which was located near of the busy road. She managed to narrow the possible exits for two, both were in secluded place and there was lots of forest around of them, no traffic, or human habitats. The map from cave archives showed that the tunnels were collapsed around the first exit, but the second one appeared to be intact. It had to be this one, she thought. She didn’t want to consider the option she might be wrong in here, there was so much in stake here. She had to be right.
I love you
I love you too, Jake
The plan started to form in her head, but she would need one more thing before she could go.
A distraction.
Her sister answered her call with a groggy voice. The tone of her voice implied that there had been again sleepless nights for her too, but different reasons than hers. Her sister had a baby six months ago with her husband Doug, and her nephew wasn’t keen on sleeping. For a moment she felt sting of her conscious bugging her, but she pushed it away.
“Sarah, I need a favor from you.”
“No, you can’t borrow my car today, we have a doctor’s appointment –“, her sister started, but she quickly stopped her.
“I don’t need your car. I need you to listen to me very carefully now”, she told her, and something in her voice stopped her sister’s argument instantly. “Is Doug at home? Can you put him on the phone with me?”
“Are you in trouble? MC, what’s going on?” her sister sounded worried. “Why would you –“
“Sarah, please. This is very important, and I’ll explain everything to you later but now I really need to talk Doug”, she pleaded in a desperate tone. She knew that there was no way that she would actually explain her sister what was going on later, but that did calm her enough to put her husband on the phone.
Doug was engineer in multinational company and often reminisced his university years, where he and his roommate would do some hacking on local newspaper site, putting false news on the website and that kind of things. Nothing too serious which would have landed him in actual trouble, but he did have basic skills on hacking websites.
“MC? What’s up?” she heard him asking on the phone. She heard him being confused, she had never called directly on him.
“I need a huge favor from you, and I shouldn’t ask it for you. But I don’t have anyone else to ask and you’re my only hope”, she told him and couldn’t prevent the low sob.
“MC, everything is alright, don’t cry. What can I do for you?”
She then spent the next ten minutes convincing her sisters husband and ensuring that he would know how to do his task without getting in caught. He assured her that he had his ways and could protect himself, but she could hear that he was uncertain about this. It was literally poking a bear, she knew it, but it had to be a proper distraction, otherwise it wouldn’t work, and all this would be for nothing. When Doug finally agreed on her instructions, she started sobbing again on relief. She quickly said goodbyes and terminated the call, sending him the necessary files before switching her screen off.
She drove her car 15 kilometers in southbound and saw the gravel road she was supposed to turn. It wasn’t directly for the cave entrance (that would have risen suspicions too much), but close enough so she could hike there and keep her car hidden at the same time. When she was sure no one could see her, she turned to the gravel road and found a perfect spot for her car, where it wasn’t visible from the main road.
She pulled her hair on a bun and changed her t-shirt to a pullover. When she had gathered all her things and gotten off from the car, the fear set in her heart. This was it. If she would fail, her life would get harder, but not hard as near Jake's would get. She took a sip from her water and opened her phone. It was 7 pm, and the dark would set soon. She made sure that she knew which way she should go and played her plan again and again in her head.
In a half an hour, the sun had disappeared behind the trees, and she started her journey towards the entrance of the mine. She followed the blue spot which indicated her location on the map. When she was around 400 meters away in a creek, she opened her browser and saw that Doug had accomplished his task. There also was a text message from Alan.
I doubt this was a coincidence.
I have no idea what you’re talking about.
Now she had to hope that her plan would be enough to get those FBI agents lured from the mines. She slowed her steps and could hear car door slamming further down the creek. She crept behind a tree and peeked towards the entrance. She saw the agents packing their things up in a hurry and disappearing in their cars, the fastest one was already on the road. Within minutes, the last one left the parking area, and she was alone. She waited for extra ten minutes just to make sure that there would not be anyone left in the forest, and when she was finally convinced that there were no others, she started to ascend lower to the entrance.
The entrance was old and the air coming down the tunnels smelled murky. It was so, so dark. She had joked that she was happy that she didn’t had to be the one to go there and now… She bit her lip again and looked down with her flashlight. The light showed only the first steps of the stairs. She stepped on the first step, and it creaked under her foot. The noise was so loud that only then she realized that she had been holding her breath. Oh, come on, get a grip of yourself now and just go. You know why you are here.
The self-given pep-talk helped, and she started to ascend the steps down. The trip down felt like a lifetime, and she kept looking at her back, where the soft light from the last daylight kept getting smaller and smaller, until finally she couldn’t see it anymore. There was darkness behind her and in front of her. Great.
She arrived in the first tunnel, and she knew from her previous map researching that she should turn left and then right, to get to the area where she should start look for Jake. She hoped that the map would be correct on this part of the tunnels, and she wouldn’t have to wander too much blind. She grabbed some stones and piled them up, so she would know which way she should go when she got back.
If I get lost in here, I just banished all the possible rescue to other side of the city.
The thought wasn’t comforting, and she had to try and think of something else. The tunnels were darker than in Jake’s picture and the camera hadn’t captivate the moisture of the air. The air was damp and heavy, and it felt like pushing her down. She pointed at her flashlight in the direction she was supposed to go and started walking. The ceiling was low, and she could hear water dripping farther down in the tunnel. Some halls were covered in large rocks and the passages had become narrow.
She thought about Jake. What if she was wrong and he had managed to get out of the mines? What if she was alone in here and the mines would collapse and bury her body. No one knew she was here, and this was the last place anyone would look out her. Her hands started shaking again and the light bounced on the walls. She thought she saw some shapes deeper in the tunnel and swore she could hear whispers. She would die here alone, and no one would know. The mine would claim human life again, first the cave workers and then Richy, and now her…
I love you
I love you too, Jake
She started to feel dizzy, her skin tingled, and she realized that her breathing had become troubled. Is this a panic attack? I’ve never had one before. She stopped and put her hand on the wall to support her. She focused on her breathing, trying to get air to her lungs which were screaming of need. She then remembered her first aid class from the school, which had been many years ago. The instructor had told them that if person is speaking, she is breathing normally. What the hell was that supposed to mean? Maybe she should try it.
“Hello?” Her voice sounded stranded and weird, not like her own at all. “Jake? Can you hear me? It’s me, MC. I’ve done something stupid which probably makes you very mad at me, but I have come here looking for you.”
The darkness didn’t respond, and she could hear her own voice echoing on the empty tunnel walls. She had walked maybe 15 minutes in the tunnels now and kept marking her way out during the way with the stone piles.
“I really hope that you’re here, I came up with this glorious plan and wouldn’t want it to go to waste. So, I would appreciate some kind of sign it you are and I’m not talking to the ghosts you mentioned. That kind of signs are not needed, thank you.”
She kept talking and when she formed the words with her mouth, her breathing got paced regular and it seemed to help, at least her breathing wasn’t sounding so… barking anymore.
“You’re probably wondering why on earth I’m talking aloud alone, but this was something Mrs. Blunt teach us in the first aid class when I was in college. I swear that I am not trying to worry you, but I’ve come to the realization that I don’t like darkness, I don’t like tight spaces and I sure don’t like underground tunnels deep in the ground. I didn’t know that I was claustrophobic. Not a great timing for this kind of realization, I know.”
There still wasn’t any sign of Jake. She felt wetness on her cheeks and realized that she was crying.
“This is bad. I shouldn’t be crying, but I am so, so afraid this moment and I shouldn’t be. Everything is alright, everything is alright, everything is alright”, she repeated this mantra and looked at her feet because her sight seemed to get worst within minutes. Her feet were trembling now too. The tunnel was spinning, or was she spinning? She didn’t know, all she could hear was her heartbeat in her ears, which drummed so hard that she was sure it would break out from her rib cage in any minute now.
Her mantra got slurred, something was wrong in her mouth. Why couldn’t she move her tongue?
This was mistake. She had failed.
I love you
I love you too, Jake
She felt her feet starting to give away. Her hands didn’t work, and she would soon hit the floor in her face first. She closed her eyes and waited for the impact, which never came. Instead, she felt pressure on her sides and her body standing up.
“MC?” her voice sounded so weird and low. Was that even her voice? Why was she saying her own name? She wasn’t, her mouth didn’t work, didn’t she remember? She opened her eyes and saw another pair of feet in front of her. The pressure on her sides was someone’s hands. She wasn’t alone.
She screamed.
XXXXX >> Part two.
Author notes:
Well this is odd, to be actually writing again. I want to thank every single one of you who have read my previous stories and stayed with me while waiting the last episode to arrive.
About this story; I think we deserved to know, what happened to Jake in the tunnels. I did cut some obstacles in this story, like I'm pretty sure that my distraction for FBI wouldn't work like that at all, but lets pretend it was a master plan.
I'm myself extremely claustrophobic especially if the closed spaces are underground and my worst nightmare would be cave exploring or cave diving (seriously, what the hell??), so therefore it was very logical to me write MC claustrophobic as well. I would have been super terrified to go down in some mines. :D
Again, English isn't my native language so there are mistakes, bear with me!
Enjoy!
I would appreciate a lot if you would like to leave me a comment. *3*
Warnings: major spoilers for episode 10, this chapter contains smut 🔥🔥
Author notes: see the end of the chapter
(You should first read the part one here)
After the End (part two)
“MC! It’s me, stop screaming!”
She gasped for air, causing a pause of her screaming. She couldn’t still see him properly, but the in the shadows she could see his dark hoodie.
“Jake?” she whispered and swallowed. Her saliva tasted like blood. She had probably bitten her lip again.
“Yes, it’s me”, he answered in a low voice, and she could hear worry in his tone. “You need to breathe. It’s alright, you’re alright.”
She did as she was told and tried to get a glimpse from his face. She could see his chin, covered in short stubble, and smelled his natural fragrance; musk and hint of green forest after the rain. She grasped his hoodie and tried to calm down. Her draws of breath were rattling, but even with their pace. The dizziness started to ease, and she felt her feet become steadier. When she finally managed to look up to his face, she saw pair of brown eyes, looking at her back.
“This was definitely not my plan”, she managed to say with a cackle. “I was coming to rescue you and not be rescued.”
She saw that the emotions in his face were changing fast, there was a glimpse of something she didn’t recognize and then he just looked angry.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” he asked and couldn’t hide his annoyance. “This is too stupid and reckless, even from you.”
“I know you’re mad, but could this wait? We need to get out of here”, she pleaded to him stubbornly. He hated when she pulled up plans like this, which put her in danger and had expected this kind of reaction from him. And he definitely hadn’t missed her tone of sassiness.
“You’re going to be the death of me”, he said furiously. “I told you that I’d contact you after I get out!”
She held his gaze and saw the glint of emotion again in his eyes. It wasn’t anger, but something else. She put her hand gently at his cheek and brushed it lightly with her thumb. His skin was so warm under her hand, and she felt like she had touched electric heater.
“You can yell at me later as much as you want”, she told him in a kind tone. “But now I am going to get you out of here first. Or you get me out, I don’t care, as long we both do get out. I have created a distraction and we should have enough time to get going without being noticed.”
He opened his mouth and she saw that he was going to interrogate her about her plan. She moved her thumb to his lips, shushing him. They didn’t have time for this.
“You have said many times, that you trust me. You need to do so now.”
He stayed quiet and after a while, he nodded. She suddenly realized that her finger was on his lips. They were soft and warm, and she felt her cheeks reddening. She withdrew her finger and grabbed his hand.
“Follow me.”
They walked in silence, following the stone piles where she had built them. She saw Jake looking at the marks approvingly, proving that she actually did had given some thought about her plan. She made sure that he wasn’t looking on her when they walked and stared at his back and face with every opportunity she had. His dark hair was short, he was tall, and she could see that he had muscular back. And when she lowered her gaze, she could see that he had firm bottom. When she realized that she was staring his butt, she blushed again heavily. Eyes up, she reminded herself and was just about to open a conversation, when Jake stopped. She was confused, why weren’t they moving?
“Ja- “she started but shut her mouth quickly when she saw his face. He looked alarmed and they listened the darkness together. She couldn’t hear anything. Suddenly he pulled her behind the corner of the tunnel before the crossroad and pressed her back against his chest, his hands around her waist. Jake switched the flashlight off and they stood in the darkness, leaning on the wall together. She swore she felt his heart pounding against her back, within the same rhythm than her heart. What was going on?
“There is someone in there”, the words were whispered so quietly that she thought she might had imagined them, but then she felt his breath behind her ear. The hairs in her neck rose instantly and she couldn’t help but shiver. She felt his arms on her waist tighten as a response. His fingers brushed her bare skin in between the shirt and jeans, and she shivered again, this time violently. The sensation of his fingers flashed through her whole body. She could hear his breathing getting tighter, mirroring her own, but he didn’t let go.
She kept her eyes looking at the darkness and finally she picked up the quiet tone of someone’s footsteps, and by the sound of them, it was a man. The voice was coming closer, starting to echo at the walls. She could see another light, illuminating the way behind the crossroad. They stayed in the dark, not to be seen and waited. She was on the verge of losing it, the man was so close, it would require him to just turn behind the corner and he would see them, there was nowhere to hide. She had been so loud while trying to bring herself down from her panic attack. Had the man heard her? The fingers in her waist started circling soothingly, getting her attention. She looked up and saw Jake's eyes looking directly at hers. They were assuring and steady, trying to tell her that she needed to calm down and he would take care of the man if needed. She opened her lips and tried to inhale more air quietly. He looked approvingly on what she was doing and set the rhythm for breathing with his fingers, drawing circles for every inhale and exhale. Breathe in, out, in and out…
The quietness was disturbed with a loud beeping, static and rattled voice, which was coming from a radiophone. She stopped breathing and heard rumbling voice, with couple of curse words in a grumpy tone.
“This is Stevenson, repeat the message, over”, she heard him say. There was again static noise and she heard him cursing again: “this fucking mine”. There was a sound of adjustments on the radiophone and then the voices cleared, apparently there haven’t been proper connection through the phones from where the man was coming from. He hadn’t had connection for the outside world and that’s why he was still in the tunnels when everyone else had left.
“Get out there, Stevenson. He isn’t in the tunnels, he left us a message. Return to starting point. Over”.
“Copy that. Over.”
She saw the light fading away and the footsteps got quieter with each step the man took away from them. She didn’t realize that she had been holding her breath for a minute now and tried to gasp air without making a noise. She felt the hands on her waist loosing up and soon they stepped out from the shadows.
“That was close”, she whispered, Jake nodded, and she continued. “I thought I had managed to lure them all out.”
“What kind of message I have left?” Jake asked with a hint of laughter in his question. “I don’t recall leaving anything.”
“There might or might not be a picture of man without a face with on every public screen in the city”, she stated carefully. “And some mocking text of “catch me if you can”, sent by the local electric company but signed from Ny-m0s to every phone in the area.”
“Every time I think you cannot surprise me anymore, you pull up something like this”, he laughed aloud now and nudged her gently. “Come on, lets go. We don’t want to run anyone else who also didn’t get the message of withdrawing the area.”
Soon they were at the bottom of the stairs towards the entrance. He didn’t let her go first but looked at her for confirmation.
“This is where I came in”, she told him and tried to peek at the top. “The area was emptied then.”
Jake took her hand and they started climbing the stairs cautiously. They had to move slowly, because she couldn’t see the steps properly from behind Jake, but he flashed the light for every step she took. When they finally felt the fresh air coming from top of them, they turned the light off and stumbled the stairs in dark. They tried to be as quiet they could, and soon she could see form of trees in front of her. They kept in low and crouched out from the entrance. The forest was silent, except for one owl which hooted in top of the trees somewhere.
She examined the area and saw the familiar hill where she had surveyed FBI agents before. “My car is around one kilometer that way.”
They started the walk towards the car, keeping their senses alert for every noise and movement. When she finally saw a glimpse of her car on top of the path, her heart was filled with joy. Jake had seen the car too and he glanced her with a smirk on his face.
“Am I allowed to ask now, what’s the plan?” he asked teasingly. “Or am I still just following you?” She blushed, again. Blushing had become a habit, what she didn’t want to have. But there was something about being with Jake, which made her anxious. Not in a bad way, she was more excited.
“Well, this part is something I left us to plan together. I have booked a cabin for two nights, which is located pretty close. We don’t have to go there, it was more like a plan B”, she explained and stumbled with her words. She was suddenly very nervous and being this close with Jake, didn’t help. She felt drawn to him, and while they had walked, she had unconsciously stayed close to him. She hadn’t given a much of thought about the afterwards of her plan. They had agreed on meeting in Duskwood after all of this, but the plan of that had been very vague from the beginning. She lowered her gaze, unsure what to say, and played with her car keys. She heard him stepping closer and kept staring at the ground.
She felt his hand below her chin, rising it slowly up, so she would have to look at him. She settled her eyes somewhere around his nose and didn’t realize that she had started to bite her lip again. They both were silent, and she mustered up all her courage and moved her eyes to look at him. He was also looking her, but not her eyes, but her lips.
She was so sure, that he was going to kiss her. She stopped biting her lip and opened her lips slightly and leaned forward. She saw Jake doing the same, still staring at her lips. She could feel her heart pounding fiercely, demanding to have this moment. There was something setting in her abdomen and fluttering.
Owl hooted again somewhere in the distance, and it broke their illusion. Jake let go of her chin with a small laugh and put his hands on his pockets and she took a step backwards. Her cheeks were hot again and she didn’t know what to say to him.
“Let’s go to the cabin, and think about our next move tomorrow”, he said, clearing his voice with a small cough. She nodded as a response and opened the car doors with her keys. They got seated and she started the engine. She told Jake that she didn’t see any roads closed on her way there, but they should be prepared for those now, since FBI thought he had escaped.
“Do they know what you look like?” she asked nervously, and Jake shook his head. “What if they need to see our ID’s?
“I have a spare ID for situations like this”, he assured. “This isn’t my first encounter with them.”
“What about me? Do they know my identity?” she was afraid to ask. Jake nodded.
“It is very likely that they do, since they have been trying to hack your phone before”, he reminded her. “But I have already gotten you a fake ID, so you’ll use that.”
“You what?” she was amazed. Jake seemed to realize that this was something that they had not discussed previously and started to look uncomfortable.
“I should have told you”, he muttered and scratched his back of head, looking very intimidated. “I just wanted to be prepared for everything.”
“So, you had been prepared me to be needing spare ID’s?” She asked amused, still wondering his motives.
“I have been thinking about some scenarios, where they would be necessary”, he stated and somehow sounded embarrassed as well. Then it drawn to her, he had gotten her fake ID’s because she would need them when they would be together. He had every intention to keep their deal.
“Thank you”, she replied quietly and felt very emotional.
“I promised to protect you”, he simply stated.
This statement calmed her nervousness and she started steering the car away back to the road. Jake told her to shut her phone and remove the battery before they would go, and she did as she was told.
“We should still practice, what we say if we encounter them”, she thought about the possible road patrols.
“Easy”, he smirked again and leaned back on his seat. “We are a couple who have come to visit Duskwood’s famous Pine Glade Festival. Perfect cover story.”
Jake's words hit her consciousness like a hammer, and she swallowed. Something warm pooled in her stomach and she smiled.
“Sounds convincing enough.”
They did manage to avoid all the road patrols and saw only one car during their drive to the cabin, driven by some old lady. During the drive she could feel him watching her and tried not to pay any attention to that. Once she was convinced that his eyes were looking somewhere else, she looked at him with corner of her eye. He was still watching her and met her gaze. She felt his gaze as intimidating and looked quickly back on the road. Her skin felt like it was on fire. When they finally saw the cabin in the end of the road, she finally let herself relax.
She had received a text message from the owner, who had told her where she could find the keys. There was a key box with a code hanging on the gate, and she got it open with the code easily. The cabins’ location was perfect, there was no neighbors, and it was in the lake area. Water carried all the noises easily, so they could hear a possible car arriving from kilometers away. The road was ending in the yard of the cabin, so they were sure that if there was car coming up, it was coming to them.
The cabin itself was simple, but cozy. There were two rooms, other one being combined living room and small kitchen area, and behind of it was the bedroom. Quick peek behind the bedroom’s door revealed to her that there was only one bed. She hadn’t paid too much attention on the pictures when booking, but rather on the location. She didn’t want to think about the situation with the bed just now, so she tried to think something else.
“You’re probably hungry”, she stated, and he nodded.
“Didn’t plan on getting stuck in the mines when I left”, he replied and gestured towards her backpack. “Did you bring something to eat?”
She opened her bag and pulled out the eggs, bread, and ramen noodles.
“Not a gourmet food, but should ease up your hunger”, she apologized. She also had some protein bars somewhere in her bag, if needed.
They cooked their food in silence and kept bumping each other’s in the small kitchen area, muttering “sorry” under their breaths. The situation had become so awkward, and she didn’t know what to do. This was their first time actually seeing each other’s and even though they had texted for weeks now, it was very different to be with him in the same room. But every time they touched, even by accident, the feel of his skin touching hers was giving her small jolts. She wondered if he felt them too.
They continued their silence when they ate and only noise in the room were their cutleries clinking against the plates. She kept looking at her plate, until she finished her food and then returned to the sink to wash her plate. She heard him moving behind her back and somewhere deep she hoped that he would come to her, take her in his arms and told her that everything would be alright. The sound of the door revealed to her that he had gone to bedroom and when he returned, he had pillow and a blanket in his arms.
“You’ll take the bed and I’ll sleep on the couch”, he said and didn’t look at her. Her emotions betrayed her and showed for a couple of seconds disappointment and sadness in her face, until she could control herself to put up a neutral face.
“Thank you”, she replied and finished drying up her plate. Jake told her that she was going to take a shower, and she nodded. The air in the cabin had become heavy and she felt the urge to go out. She didn’t put her shoes on when she slipped to the porch. It was a beautiful night; the sky was clear, and the stars were visible. She sat down on the porch’s step and looked the lake, which glimmered from the light of the moon. She was exhausted and all her limbs felt heavy. Her sight was blurry, and she blinked her eyes to get rid of the tears, which had started to water her eyes.
She wondered what would happen now. She had succeeded with her plan and had got Jake out from the mines, but what would come next? Would he continue his hiding alone and leave her in Duskwood? Would they keep their promise for a one day together and then he would disappear? He had promised to her that he wouldn’t leave her, but that was before the FBI had gotten into this mess. Would this be their only night together? But then he had gotten her new identity? Shouldn’t that imply that he meant to keep her close?
He had told her that he loved her, and she had returned the feelings. But now when they were together, the words didn’t come as easy when chatting, and she concluded that this was probably the moment when Jake would have gone offline. The situation of being together was new to them both, but she did know him, he wasn’t some mystery stranger. He had been the source of her feelings for a long time now, they had real connection. Even when everything was complicated as now, she was sure that she loved him, even if she wouldn’t find a courage to say those words aloud to him. She felt being at peace now when she knew that he was safe and even if their roads would separate tomorrow, he would still be safe, and she was glad that she had part of it.
She smelled him before she heard him, the fragrance of his was intoxicating. It was combination of the shower gel and familiar musk, with a hint of green forest. She inhaled deeply, trying to memorize his smell. He sat down next to her on the step and looked at the view with her.
“Are you going to yell me now?” she asked carefully, trying to keep her tone light. He turned to look at her, and probably saw the sadness in her face, which she was so keen on hiding. He sighed.
“No”, he replied and took her hand on his, laying them both in between them. She looked at their joined hands, her hand was smaller but a perfect fit with his. She brushed her thumb against his palm. He looked thoughtful, like he was contemplating what to say.
“It was still a reckless plan”, he continued. “I told you not to put yourself in danger, especially for me.”
“But you did put yourself in danger for me”, she argued quietly, giving him a stern look. “It wasn’t fair. You knew that I would have accepted his offer. And now we know that it was Richy, he wouldn’t had hurt me.”
“We didn’t know that then. I promised to you to keep you safe”, he responded and drew circles in her palm in return. “That no matter what, I would protect you.”
“You cannot keep sacrificing yourself for me, you know”, she stated and looked at him with hunger in her eyes, but she didn’t know that. Something shifted in the air and her mouth felt dry. He held her gaze and she could see the moon reflecting from his pupils, which were dilated. “Remember what you asked me?”
“I have asked from you a lot and you had filled all my requests without a hesitation”, he murmured back, not taking his eyes off her. The familiar flutter in her abdomen was there again, this time with heat. “You were so trusting from the beginning, and I have no idea why.”
“It felt right, it always felt right, even when others tried to convince me that I shouldn’t trust you”, she confessed, and her voice sounded fragile. The world had stopped around them and nothing else existed in it except them. “You asked me to see all of this with you till the end.”
“I did”, he answered and slowly, lifted her hand towards his face. “And now it is after end.” She followed her hand with her gaze, and all she could think about was his lips. He pressed them against her hand, and she thought her heart was going to explode. Small sigh escaped her lips and Jake's pupils seem to dilate even more. The heat from her lower abdomen was anxiously waiting, I need more, more and everything.
“So, what comes after end?” she whispered, her eyes were still fixed on her hand on his lips. The sight of it was mesmerizing. She felt her hand trembling slightly but brushed his lips with her thumb for a second time today. Jake pecked lightly her finger.
“Us.” He brushed her loose curl away from her face with his other hand. The only thing she could think that she wanted to Jake touch her forever. “If you still want me.” He tucked the curl behind her ear and touched the side of her face lightly. She thought that this might feel the same when you’re hit by the lightning. Every nerve she had was on fire and she gasped again, not realizing that it was vocal one.
Then his lips were crashing on hers and they were greedy from the start. Nothing was careful in their first kiss, it was demanding and overwhelming, she could feel the neurons transmitting messages of pleasure to every part of her body. Her brain was finally exploding, and all she could do was to return the kiss. Jake’s lips were eating her alive, sucking her lower lip and his tongue found a way in her mouth. It was exploring and evasive, he was claiming her and all she wanted to do was to give herself to him. Her hands were all over him, trying to grasp every inch of him, dragging her closer to him. Jake lifted her up from the stairs and pulled her to his lap, and her legs quickly found their place when she straddled in his lap, not interrupting the kiss even for a second. She moaned in his mouth, when his hands found her back, pulling her closer, closer, and closer to him. The anticipation had been building up for weeks now and all they could do, was to set it free. The fire burning inside of her was eager to be unleashed.
Their lips separated for a moment and they both gasped air. She was panting, her nipples were rock hard, and she hadn’t never been so aroused in her life than now. “Don’t you dare to leave me”, she told him and pressed her lips again to his. That was all it took, and if she had thought Jake was forceful before, her words had evaporated the very last drop of any resistance from him now. They crashed in each other’s again and again, their mouths were hot and when his lips latched on her neck, she heard a guttural sound coming from her own throat. He sucked and nibbled her neck and when he found again the very same spot where she had moaned, he gave it special attention with tongue. She vaguely realized she was constantly grinding him in his lap, but everything felt so good, that the thought got lost somewhere back in her brains. His cold hands were under her shirt, causing her to shiver and Jake continued his trail of kisses towards her cleavage. She didn’t know where her own hands were, but they were touching something warm and covered.
When his fingers found her bras, she was shaken with the touch and the pure need which felt consuming her. She pulled with his help her shirt away and the couple of seconds where his lips had been away from her, felt like hours and she demanded them back with hers. His hands were in her hair, pulling her head back, exposing her whole neck to him. She wanted him so much that it hurt, her cunt clenched with need and she grinded again in his lap against the hard bulge. Jake growled and his hands traveled to her breasts, which were still hidden inside of her bra. He pulled the cups of the bras down, exposing her hard nipples. He circled the areolas with his fingers and continued his trail of kisses from her neck down towards her breasts. He sucked his thumb and then flicked her right nipple with it, and she couldn’t help voices of pleasure escaping her lips, throwing her head back.
“You’re so fucking beautiful”, she heard him say before she noticed his lips back on her right breast. She focused his hard cock against her groin and rolled her hips, putting pressure on it. He responded with a muffled vibration around her nipple, and then he sucked it hard. His act jolted million bolts in her sex, and she was drenched. She heard herself moaning his name, which just kept fueling his actions more. He played her other breast with his left hand, changing hands when his focus with his mouth was changed.
“Please”, she pleaded, and her hands were rubbing his cock through his trousers. “I need – “
She didn’t have to finish her sentence, because he lifted them both up, she still in his lap. They stumbled back inside, and she let him carry her while she was sucking his earlobe. This caused him to misstep, and they crashed in a wall, she got pressed between the wall and Jake. She tried to unbutton his jeans while he was doing hers, they pulled his shirt off together and Jake continued his mission to get her trousers off. She quickly looked around and pulled them together in the couch, where he laid in top of her, finally getting rid of her jeans. She felt his hands on her bum and lifted her ass higher as a reflex. He grabbed her knickers waistline and she saw him to look at her for a reassurance. She responded by pulling him in a fierce kiss and made sure that he understood that she was all in.
She felt his finger finding their way between her wet folds and the sound which came out of her mouth was inhuman. The finger circled her clit, before flicking it gently and she lost it. She moaned his name again and again; her whole body was shaking, and she was drowned in a bliss. His finger was rubbing and circling her clit with steady pace, his mouth was again on her breasts and her hands were… inside of his trousers. She didn’t remember how her hands got in there (and when they did get his trousers off?), but she was stroking his cock and Jake pushed himself on her hand. The lips from her breast unlatched and her hands got moved away, when she realized in her blurry haze, that something was on her entrance. When he slipped a finger inside of her, she cried and clenched around his finger. His right-hand fingers were still focusing on her clit, while he inserted a second finger from his left hand inside of her. The fingers moved from inside out repeatedly, pumping and the pressure of rubbing of her clit was increasing. Something was building inside of her, and only she could do, was to make incoherent voices. “Oh, oh, Jake – “, she cried, and she felt his mouth on her stomach, peppering the sensitive area with kisses. She had never felt this good; everything was fireworks and exploding neurons.
“Come for me”, he told her in a raspy voice and curled his fingers inside of her. And she did. Everything went white, she trashed and could hear herself screaming his name. She was so high, the sensation of bliss swallowed her as a whole and cherished her for a time which felt like hours. When she finally came back to her senses, she saw him looking at her with such an intense gaze filled with lust. She grabbed his face between her hands and kissed him.
“I love you”, she said against his lips. She meant it with every cell in her body. “I love you. I love you.”
“I love you”, he murmured back, nibbling her lip with his teeth.
She pushed him off from her and she managed to get a glimpse of his confused face, which soon vanished when she reversed their previous position. She straddled again his lap, and grinded once more on his cock. This time, there wasn’t fabric in between them, and her wetness was all over him. Now it was his turn to shiver, and she felt his hands pressing her bottom firmly while moving her body on his cock. “I didn’t pack condoms with me to my rescue mission-”, he confessed, “- didn’t seem necessary”. She told him that she had been on birth control pills for a couple of years now. With that settled in between them, she kissed him once again and slowly sank into him. They both moaned in unison and tried to get adjusted with the new feeling. She felt so full and stretched, and she repeated the movement of getting off and then sliding herself back to his cock couple of times, and it every time it kept feeling better and better. Then she tried rolling her hips. The sensation of the movement hit them gently like a knife in brain, it just felt so right and good. She rolled her hips again, this time faster and he groaned from somewhere deep in his guts. He supported her movements with her hands, and when she moved up and down with his cock, occasionally rolling her hips, fastening the pace with each movement. It was now his turn to form incoherent words, but she could pick up words like “amazing”, “fuck”, and “beautiful” repeatedly. He pulled her upper body closer to him and kissed her breasts again, occasionally giving the nipple gently tug with his teeth.
She felt another wave of orgasm coming up, her movements started to get irrational and all she could think about was how she wanted to do this with him forever. She got herself up too much and his cock slipped out of her, but before she could sink back in, he had lifted her and turned her on her back side on the couch. He grabbed her right leg and lifted it towards his chest and entered her again. She helped herself up from the couch with her elbows and watched him pumping into her where they connected. It was the most erotic sight she had never seen and when he rubbed her clit with his thumb while pressing his fingers against her lower abdomen, she exploded abruptly again, chanting his name.
She heard him grunting and his pumps were irrational, hitting her cervix relentlessly over and over again. She looked at his face when he came, the emotions of lust, pleasure and the final climax was the sight she wanted to burn on her retinas. They locked their eyes together and her expressions of love was mirrored from his face.
“I love you”, he told her again, panting with shortness of breath.
“And I love you”, she repeated with a smile, before she reached out to kiss him.
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Author Notes: Whew! I am so overwhelmed with all your comments and likes on part one! I am myself's worst criticizer, it's always terrifying to post my stories.
There is at least one more chapter on this story, but I'm supposed to work on my thesis and that unfortunately is taking lot of my time. I'd love to write longer stories, but I don't think that is possible in current situation of mine. I can still say with a good confidence that chapter three is posted in couple of days.
I hope you enjoy this chapter, and I would love to have comments, likes and reblogs, if you think this would be worth it. *3*
p.s. Birth control pills doesn't protect from STD's, so be good kids and use protection when necessary. Jake and MC were irresponsible, but let's forgive them. It has been so, so long. :D
Okay so like an Emmett Cullen x reader lemon because my god this boy doesn’t get enough love. But anyway, reader is his mate and idk maybe he had a rough day and has to let off some steam so readers like ay take it out on me. And so he does and it’s just like rough and glorious. Thank you
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“Hey, come on, look at me, what’s going on?”, (y/n) had her fingers interlaced behind Emmetts neck, forcing his golden eyes to find hers.
A/N: hi friends! here’s my first post lol, yes it’s a smut if that tells you anything about me. this one’s pretty light because i had the idea at work and thought it was cute, but plenty more hardcore stuff is coming ;) there’s never enough Cullen smut out there, so hopefully i’ll have the drive to keep writing more. let me know if you guys like this, or if you have any requests, i would be so happy to take those!
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Description: Reader comes home from work exhausted, Emmett knows just how to fix her up and make her feel alright.
Warnings: Light smut, fluff, cursing, ur fav himbo Emmett Cullen.
Word Count: 1.72k
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Emmett cradled (y/n) in his arms as she groaned, her phone alarm shrilly announcing that it was time for her to get ready for work. The girl nearly slunk off of her and her boyfriend’s shared bed. After she slipped on jeans and a work shirt, she turned back to her vampire boyfriend. (Y/n) straddled him and tangled her fingers into his dark hair, pulling him in for a sloppy kiss.
“Fuck, I don’t want to go to work.”
“I’ll make it worth your while when you come back, beautiful.” Emmett said suggestively.
“Yes please. Need you to fuck me really good, I can’t wait to feel your cock inside me.” (Y/n) whined, now 100x more reluctant to go to work.
He smirked and let his mind wander for a moment. “That I can do, babygirl. Just be good for daddy and go to work for a few hours first, then this cock is all yours. ‘kay honey?”
She smiled humorously, pulling him in for one last kiss. “Yeah, yeah. If it’ll get me fucked real good I’ll do anything.”
Emmett’s massive hands gave her butt a quick squeeze. “Your ass looks bangin’ in those jeans, babe.”
“Thank you, bubba.” She giggled, kissing the tip of his nose sweetly. “I love you, I’m off.”
“I love you so much, sweetheart. Have a good shift.”
Even though (y/n) ended up having a pretty routine shift at work, her feet were killing her and everything seemed to be getting on her nerves today. She barely had the energy to walk out to her car. Tears began to prick her eyes as she thought about Emmett and how he was probably getting ready for her arrival. She knew for a fact that she was far too tired to have the sex she promised tonight, but wanted to avoid disappointing her boyfriend at all costs. (Y/n) shut the door of her car and drove home listening to the radio, trying not to be too upset. After driving all the way home on autopilot, she parked and entered hers and Emmett’s home, dumping her bags by the door. She trudged upstairs before sighing and pushing the bedroom door open slowly.
There he was. Emmett sat shirtless on their bed with a warm smile on his features, ready to welcome (y/n) home. The way his abs rippled as he perked up at the sound of her made the girl’s mouth water, but her eyes began to do the same.
“Baby? What’s wrong?” Emmett was at (y/n)’s side in a flash, picking his girlfriend up like a child and hooking his index finger under her chin so they were eye-to-eye. “Talk to me, sugar.”
(Y/n)‘s lip trembled before she spoke “Em, I’m really tired, too tired to have sex. But I’m so angry with myself because I really didn’t want to disappoint you and I know you were looking forward to sex and I promised sex so I feel terrible not following through and I-”
Emmett cut her off gently with a sweet kiss, they could both taste the tears that had begun to stream down (y/n)‘s cheeks. “Sweetheart, please calm down. I’m not disappointed in the slightest. You really think I would be mad because you stood up for yourself and changed your mind? It was simply an incentive to go to work, just so if you needed something to look forward to, I would be there. We can have sex another time, my love, we do it almost every day.” He chuckled, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear and wiping tears away.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right. It was just stressing me out because the amount I want you isn’t even funny, I just don’t have the physical energy tonight.”
You could almost see the lightbulb that turned on above Emmett’s head. “I have an idea. If you’re stressed and you still want me to make you cum, I would be happy to put my mouth to work. Only if you want me to, of course.”
The change in (y/n)’s heartbeat and breathing told the vampire right away what her answer was. However, she wouldn’t give it to him that easy. “But then you’re not getting anything out of it! That’s what I’m upset about, I promised you pleasure and I didn’t deliver.”
“Are you kidding me? You think eating your pussy isn’t pleasurable for me? I could prolly cream my pants just eating you out and listening to the noises you make for me.”
(Y/n)’s eyes widened and her jaw fell slack. “That’s the hottest thing you’ve ever said.”
He smirked. “Is that a yes, princess?”
“Yes please, Em, that would be so nice.”
Emmett gave her a quick eskimo kiss and they teamed up to remove all of (y/n)’s clothing, besides her panties. He flashed her a wide grin before gently flipping her onto her stomach. His strong hands massaged circles down her back as he kissed her neck. She moaned almost immediately as his fingers worked the stress out of her body. Emmett’s thumbs came to circle the small of her back as he sucked marks into her shoulder blades. He cupped her butt with his two hands and felt that for a moment before placing her on her back and pressing his lips to hers.
“I love you so much.” He murmured, trailing his lips down her neck and collarbones, stopping for a moment to pay some attention to each nipple. He truly was the king of foreplay, making sure she was completely turned on before they started anything. As his lips made contact with (y/n)’s hipbones, his thick fingers brushed against her clothed core. He could feel just how soaked she was, and he internally jumped with excitement. No matter how many times he got the pleasure of making her feel this way, Emmett still reflected on how lucky he was that the beautiful woman underneath him loved and trusted him with her whole body. He was sure to never disappoint.
Emmett’s hand gripped her hips lightly, and he used his thumbs to stroke the skin underneath (y/n)’s waistband, teasing her slightly, before gently pulling them down her legs and off of her. His large hands smoothed out her inner thighs and spread her legs. He paused for a moment to take in the beautiful view in front of him, her pussy glistening and ready for his mouth.
“Emmett?”
“Yes ma’am?”
“Would you please hold my hand?”
Emmett’s un-beating heart simply burst with love at this moment in time. “Of course I will, kitten.”
The fingers on Emmett’s right hand intertwined themselves with those on (y/n)’s left, and he placed his other hand on her hips to steady her.
He kissed her thighs a few times before licking a stripe directly up the center of her folds and plunging his tongue deep inside of her. This earned him a breathy groan, sending a jolt straight to his cock. He hadn’t realized how hard he was until this moment, but stuck it out of his mind. He would be damned if he let anything get in the way of him giving his woman a mind-blowing orgasm tonight. (Y/n)’s free hand dipped into Emmett’s dark hair, pulling at it’s roots and scratching his scalp. The vampire moaned into the touch, sending vibrations through (y/n)’s pussy. He wrapped his lips around her clit and began to lick, suck, and nip at the bundle of nerves, quickly making her fall apart underneath his touch. Emmett continued building up the pressure, pushing the girl closer to her orgasm with every move.
“Fuck, Em, please. Please, God, don’t stop.” Emmett smirked into her pussy and continued at a fervent pace, noticing again how his cock ached as she said his name. He realized how true his earlier statement was about to be, as he neared his own orgasm. “Jesus Christ, baby, please! I’m so close, fuck!”
This was all it took to send them both over the edge. (Y/n) squirted all over her boyfriend’s face, and he wasted no time lapping it all up and coaxing her through her orgasm. Emmett did, in fact, cream his pants listening to the way his name fell off of her lips and feeling her tug on his curls. “Look what you did to me, babygirl.” He chuckled sheepishly and pulled his sweats down to reveal his grey boxers. A dark spot was prominent on the front of them.
“Fuck, that’s really hot.” She smiled, eyelids half-closed, sleep fighting to overcome her.
“Ah ah, no sleep yet, honey. Go use the bathroom first, no UTI’s for you.”
“God, you’re such a good boyfriend.” She smiled, cupping his cheek, which was soaked in her own arousal. “Come with me and I’ll clean off your face for you. And your dick.” (Y/n) giggled, grabbing him a clean pair of boxers and herself one of Emmett’s smallest t-shirts, which (of course) she was still swimming in. She took his hand and dragged him into the bathroom, where she pressed herself into his bare chest and wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Look in the mirror, we look hot as hell.” His big hands slid down her back to squeeze her ass, making her laugh.
“We sure do.” He gave her a dirty kiss and slid his shirt over her body, removing his sweats and underwear as she went to go pee. Emmett used a cloth to first clean his face. Before he could reach for his cock to wipe it off, his girlfriend rushed over and sunk to her knees in front of him. Her doe eyes never left his as she sucked the cum off of his member, leaving it spotless. Emmett’s jaw dropped and he had to fight in order to not get hard again. (Y/n) tugged the boxers from his hand and tapped his ankles, asking him to step into them. She pulled them up and dropped the band low on his waist, dragging her hands up his chest before she kissed him.
“I fucking love you.” Emmett said, carrying her off to bed.
Before going to the mine, Mc installed a GPS tracker on her phone and a tracker on the other. So if she had left and not returned to the Motel that night, the second person would have gone to the police and given them her location. That person was Lilly. However, she had difficulty convincing the police to go in search of Mc. So when she finally did, she and a few police officers went to the mine. It also took time to make sure it was safe enough, so they didn't find the missing until late at night.
It was at the same time that the man without a face came to them with a new bag of food, so they caught him red-handed.
The kidnapper turned out to be Hanna's therapist. He tried to convince her of the falsity of old memories in which she saw someone killing poor Jennifer. But when it didn't work out, he prescribed her antidepressants, making Hannah believe that she was really just sick. He didn't want to kill her like the other two girls, because it contradicted his sick beliefs based on an old legend. But he also couldn't let her dig any further, so he kidnapped her when she got too close.
He was arrested.
Some time later, the Duskwood gang threw a party to celebrate the return of Hanna and Mc... And of course, Jake, too. They gathered at the Aurora bar, where Phil had given them the best seat. He was so kind that he even let Cleo and Thomas come along with the others.
"Drinks are on me," he said, winking at Mc.
They all sat down at a large round table, talking loudly and enjoying the fact that the worst was over.
Jake didn't really want to go there. On the one hand, it was an opportunity to make friends that he hadn't had for so long. But on the other... He just wanted to lock himself in his home, with the computer, and feel completely safe. But Mc insisted and even said that the others really wanted to meet him, so he went.
So they all sat together on that beautiful, warm evening and didn't think anything bad. This was after all the kidnapped were released from the hospital, so Hanna and Mc had already told them everything in great detail. And now all the attention was on Jake.
They asked him everything: where he came from and what he likes to do, how he found out that he, Hannah and Lilly are siblings, and so on. And he was willing to answer all the questions, even though he was embarrassed by the amount of attention. MC, who was sitting next to him, was holding Jake's hand. He didn't want to think about the dangers of this relationship, or the fact that the doctor's trial hadn't taken place yet, or that the FBI was looking for him. It was just a good evening and he intended to enjoy it.
Soon the questions to him stopped and the fervor of friends subsided. They had silently accepted Jake into their company and were now talking about other topics.
Soon Phil came over, holding a very beautiful drink.
"For m'lady," he smiled charmingly as he handed a glass to Mc. She looked at him with delight.
"Wow, Phil, it's so pretty. What's that?"
"New recipe. We haven't added it to the menu yet, so you'll be the first to try it."
Jake glared at him and then looked at Mc. Phil had joined them, moving Richy to sit on the other side of Mc, and now they and the rest of the gang were having a nice conversation. Phil was the most active. He spoke loudly and confidently and often people turned to him directly to say something about the topic.
Jessy wasn't much different from her brother. She laughed a lot, chatted incessantly, and people listened attentively, smiling and asking questions.
Hannah made them laugh most of the time. She inserted clever comments everywhere and seemed to be able to keep up a conversation about everything from art to politics.
Mc felt like a fish in water in this company. Of course, she chatted a lot with most of them, but it was as if she had been with the group from the beginning.
Jake often tried to catch the thread of the conversation, to push through it as one might push through a crowd, but in vain. He didn't know anything about the topics they were talking about, and he wasn't sure if anyone was interested in hearing about what he liked. The longer the evening went on, the more alien he felt. He felt like a black sheep and, thanks to his lack of confidence, ignored the moments that refuted it. Instead, he noticed those in which he said something, but for some reason was ignored. Or that the responses to his comments were radically different from those received by his sister. And with each such time, his confidence and cheerfulness evaporated more and more.
He looked at Richy and Lilly. The only other people who didn't talk much and listened a lot. But it didn't seem to bother them at all. Richy was often distracted from the conversation, thinking about something else, and Lilly turned all her attention to her sister, holding her hand and asking if she needed something from time to time. They weren't active participants in the conversation, but they didn't care. They felt comfortable knowing that they were as important a part of the company as anyone else.
Jake didn't feel that way. He wasn't sure they liked him, at least. It was always difficult for him to feel needed by someone. It seemed that the only person who, Jake was absolutely sure, needed him was his mother. But she died a few years ago and Jake was left alone. Until Mc came into his life. To be honest, it took him a very long time to realize that she liked him as a person. And this despite the fact that she often said it directly to him. But he still didn't feel good or interesting enough for her to like him. Especially when Jake saw her interact with the rest of the group. And especially with Jessy. Their communication was more lively and diverse than his and Mc's. Jake blamed himself for that. He often ran away from her as soon as they discussed all the important points about the case, not considering that Mc would be interested in communicating with him on other topics and not wanting to impose. He is used to being the one in the company who always stays behind if there is not enough space on the sidewalk.
But this time, Jake had the hope that he could fit in, find those who appreciate him for who he is. And that hope was fading by the minute.
This, of course, was no one's fault. The friends were so engrossed in conversation that they could hardly notice his condition. And they didn't involve him in the conversation, thinking that he was just one of those who is silent a lot.
And well, it is always very difficult to resist your inner fears.
Jake wanted to calm down a little. Without a word, he got up and left the "Aurora", wondering if anyone would notice his absence.
It was warm and fresh outside, but Jake was hot and stuffy. He wanted to go back to his computer, back to the reality where he felt worth something.
Jake decided to stand there for a few minutes and then go back to Lilly's place. She insisted for that she, Hannah, MC, and Jake live together for a while.
He felt a hand on his shoulder and flinched. Jake turned quickly. Mс stood next to him, looking worried.
"Are you okay, Jake?" She asked. He turned away.
"I'm fine."
He didn't want to talk about his feelings. Jake knew they were pathetic.
"Talk to me, Jake."
He liked it when Mc called him by his first name. On the other hand, she didn't even know his last. The thought unsettled him even more.
"I'm fine. Just tired." He said, perhaps too sharply. Mc grunted and turned him around to face her, looking into his eyes.
"You're a terrible liar, you know that?" Jake was silent. "Why don't you tell me what happened?"
"Because it's stupid! Please, MC, just leave me. I just want to go home, stay with your friends."
"You wanted to say with our friends."
Jake still said nothing. Mc sensed how much he was straining, knew that he wanted to end this conversation as soon as possible, but she didn't let him. Now that they were face to face, he couldn't just run away from her. And she was going to find out what was bothering him.
"Jake. Please."
Jake was silent, and Mc thought he wouldn't answer her, but then she heard his soft voice say:
"I feel superfluous."
Mc frowned.
"Why?"
"I don't know? Because I'm a fool?"
"Don't talk about yourself like that."
"But if it's true? I just come up with problems from scratch, overthink, and then suffer. Isn't that foolish?!"
Jake clenched his fists and turned away again. He wanted to cry. He hated himself at times like this. He hated that he couldn't resist it. He knew that people they won't reach out to him if he doesn't reach out to them, but it was so difficult every time. He was afraid that they would just reject him.
Being alone is better than being rejected.
Jake felt her arms wrap around his torso and Mc pressed her body against his.
"Whatever you feel, it's not foolish. All your feelings and problems are important. And I care. Always remember that."
Jake started to shake, and tears came out of his eyes. Mc loosened her grip, but only enough to face him. She was still holding Jake to her with one hand while she wiped the tears from his cheeks with the other.
"I'm just a fool."
"No, you are not. You're human. We all have our weaknesses, that's normal. You don't have to shut yourself in. Let me help you."
Jake sniffed.
"Forgive me. I've ruined your evening."
Mc smiled.
"That's not true. You made it better with your presence."
Jake closed his eyes, tears continuing to flow down his chin.
"I feel so alone..."
Mc frowned slightly. She cupped Jake's face in both hands and brought it closer to hers.
"You're not alone. Not anymore." She said. "I won't let anyone hurt you again."
Jake finally unclenched his fists and wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing Mc as hard as he could without hurting her. Mc closed her eyes.
They stood there for who knows how long, holding each other tightly, until at some moment Mc shifted her face a little and gently kissed Jake on the cheek, not far from his lips. He opened his eyes to meet her warm gaze and smiled slightly. Jake slowly lowered his mouth to hers. They kissed. It was a tender and full of love first kiss that they will definitely never forget.
It was one of those kisses where souls are entwined in bliss and hearts are opened to plow, making two lovers one.
And they would have stood there kissing each other for ages if they hadn't heard Richy's cheerful voice.
"There you are, lovebirds!"
Jake and Mc slowly pulled away from each other, but didn't stop hugging.
"Always on time, Richy," Mc said, but without a trace of anger. She looked at her friend and a sparkle shone in her eyes, "Tell the others we'll be right back."
"Whatever you say! Just don't stay here too long, Dan and I wanted to talk to you about something, Jake."
"To me?" Asked Jake, amazed, "About computers?"
"No, of course not!" Richy laughed, "We want to have a bachelor party and we need your opinion! Dan says it's better to go to the bar, but I told him that after that car accident, it's not the best idea..."
"We get it, Richy," Mc giggled. She and Jake were still clinging to each other.
"Oh yes! I'm sorry! Adios!" With a chuckle, he disappeared back into the bar.
Jake and Mc turned back to each other. He could feel peace spreading through his body. The tears stopped long ago.
In case no one has formally asked you yet, a part 3 of Jake being hot for 1 minute straight? 😄 I'm seriously addicted 🙈
Love your work, dear!! ❤
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Summary: And another 25 things that show how hot jake is.
> Part 1 / > Part 2
A/n: First of all, thank you very much for your sweet words! @dreamer-writer-fangirl❤️ I am very happy that you like it and I hope that this part is just as good.🥰
And also many thanks to you, dear Anon. I’m very happy that you want a third part.❤️
So, thanks to the wish for a third part, we are here. This time it became a little more difficult to find things so that’s why it’s only 25. But I hope it’s okay anyway. 😅
Same as always: excuse the mistakes.
So, Have fun, stay healthy and take care of yourselves.❤️🌹🎭
Jake is a night person, and he has infected you a little bit with it. You have this particular place on top of a building in Duskwood where you’ve spent tons of romantic, funny, passionate evenings. You just love to talk about everything that comes to your mind. Being open and honest.
Jake will help you cook a lot. You always listen to loud music, dance (ok, mostly just you), tease each other, laughs, sings the lyrics aloud, and sometimes it ends with you not getting to finish the food
Jake sometimes uses really bad flirt attempts, he knows they are bad but he finds it far too amusing. 'Do you believe in love at first sight or should I come in again?' - 'We should go showers together, that saves water" even if he makes fun of it, you love these little jokes.
If something doesn’t work the way Jake wants it to work, sometimes he gets pretty pissed off. He then looks for your closeness every time, just wants a hug or a kiss and distracts himself with you.
Jake has a habit, sometimes, when he want to tell you that he loves you, that he asking you before if you want to hear a secret and whispering it in your ear afterwards.
Jake always kisses your forehead twice before he falls asleep, even when you’re already asleep.
Since Jake doesn’t like to go swimming when you go to Duskwood’s lake with the group, you once went swimming together in the middle of the night (A/n: I think I want to write a OneShot about it lol) Only the light of the car has given you light and you have spent hours at the lake.
Jake has the ability to notice when you’re having nightmares, whether he’s in his study or sleeping himself. He’ll wake you up and calm you down. He will always suggest you to talk about it and will always listen to you no matter how tired he is.
Jake hates arguing with you, and luckily you don’t argue much. But once, when you were really fighting, he became totally hysterical and panicked. He was afraid that this argument would escalate even further, but he was able to end the dispute quickly, even if it was accidentally. He suddenly asked in the middle of the conversation, 'If you keep yelling at me like that, can we go outside?' You were completely perplexed and looked out the window where it rained terribly. When you pointed him out, he replied, 'I know, but at least I get a melodramatic movie moment,' you couldn’t stay serious and had to laugh, just like him. You both apologized and then calmly talked about the problem.
Since you’ve been a couple, Jake loves to go to another place for a few days, just to experience something new with you. Sometimes it’s just a weekend, sometimes several days, you decide spontaneously and don’t think about where you are going.
Jake usually wants you to choose a movie because he’s afraid you might not like the movie he chooses and you only agree because you want to do him a favor. You really have to force him to pick out a movie, and he’ll keep asking you if this movie is okay with you.
Jake is always afraid that something will happen to you if you use a knife while cooking. When you’re on a ladder, he’s afraid you’ll fall. If you don’t let him help you, he’ll turn away so he won’t have to look at you. If you want to walk across a street, he’ll double-check if a car comes.
No matter what time you get the idea, if you want something from McDonald’s or a pizza, or even if it’s just an ice cream, no matter what it is, Jake will go with you and get what you want.
When you used to lie on your balcony at night and Jake came out so you could go to bed, you said you could lie here all night. So Jake took the mattress of your bed and all the pillows and blankets you have and slept on the balcony together. You’ve been doing this often since then.
Jake had a necklace made especially for you, the pendant is his mark, the eye. Even if strangers do not know that it is his sign, he always makes sure that it hangs over your top and can always see himself that you belong to him.
Jake has a list of all the things and places you’d like to see. he wants to make it possible for you to see all of it.
Since Jake is much more active at night than during the day, you experience most things together at night. Wander around, go to dinner, exploring the city at night while sharing headphones and listening to music. Or rocking on a playground at night.
There’s a flower delivery service in Duskwood. And sometimes Jake orders flowers for you there and sends them to your apartment. When it sounds and you open the door, Jake will watch from afar how you rejoice when another bouquet of your favorite flowers arrives. He will always send small messages with the flowers. Simple things like 'I love you' or 'you look beautiful today'
Jake loves photos of you, preferably those you didn’t expect to be photographed. Jake loves taking pictures of you secretly. If you’re focused, while reading a book, drawing, or just scrolling through your Instagram feed. Sometimes you don’t even know that he took a pictur. He also loves pictures where you laugh. When you are out with the group and you laugh at something, he secretly takes pictures. Actually, at all times.
At the beginning Jake had a hard time taking pictures on which you are both on, but over time he has learned to love it more and more. Most of the time you don’t see him completely on photos, mostly only half the face or not at all. Sometimes when you take a picture of yourself, Jake uses the situation to sneak up on you and kiss you. On the cheek, on the forehead, your lips. Or just hugging you from behind and hiding his head in your neck bend.
Jake sometimes changes his background image several times a day, either it’s a picture of you or one of you both. But he cannot decide and therefore changes constantly, because he finds that all images are worth seeing.
That’s why you can watch Jake sometimes while he's unlocking his phone or looking at his computer and starts to grin when he sees the pictures. Even though he sees you every day, it makes him very happy.
You always have a serie you only watch together, when you have finished one, you look for a new one.
Sometimes it takes a long time in the morning to get out of bed. When you wake up and Jake’s still with you, sometimes you’ll spend another two hours only with cuddling. You just lie down, talk, spend quiet time together where none of you say anything. Well, and sometimes there are other reasons why you can’t separate from the bed.
Regular pillow fights or tickle attacks. If you just lie on the sofa or in bed, and you tease each other, it can lead to pillow fights that take on an insane extent or just like tickle attacks that often lead to sex.
things in which Jake being hot for 1 minute straight headcanon? Part 2?
I love the first part! Thank you so much. So my question is: can you make a second part pls?😍🤗
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Summary: 27 more things that show how hot Jake is.
>Part 1 / >Part3
A/n: So, after two more requests and the desire for Part 2, here it is. I’m happy you to liked it, and I hope you’ll like this one, too. Have fun and I wish you a nice day/ evening/ night.😁
Jake loves seeing you in his clothes. When he get up in the morning, he will always lay down a sweater or a tshirt for you to wear.
Jake will always make sure that you wear the right clothes. If it is cold, he will always secretly take another jacket for you or one of his hoodies.
Jake will always bring a coffee/tea to bed if he wakes up before you or is still awake so you can wake up in peace.
Jake will always make sure that you eat and drink enough, even if he sometimes does too little of it himself.
Even if Jake is sometimes very absorbed when he works, he will leave everything standing and lying down if you need his help or if you are not well and you just want a hug.
Jake will never, ever, ever let you leave the house without saying good-bye to you. Even if you just want to go to the baker. He’ll tell you at least twice, that he loves you.
Jake will always ask you for help, and when he works. He’ll tell you that he needs your help, even if he doesn’t really need it. Point 1: because he loves working together just like you do. Point 2: Because you are proud that you have helped him, he often wants to give you this feeling by seeking your help.
Jake will always play with your hair, whether you’re watching a movie, standing next to each other or visiting someone. It calms him down.
Jake, if he goes to bed later, he’ll only be able to fall asleep if he cuddles with you. Even if he wakes up at night and you’re too far away from him.
Jake will never turn away from you in his sleep, he always lies so, that he can see you to make sure everything’s okay.
Jake gets very often, very panicked when you’re not feeling well, because, for example, you have a cold. He’ll always take care of you, and if is necessary, even rob a pharmacy.
Jake has a list of all the things you’ve been looking at on the Internet, things you wish or need. He has everything on a list to surprise you, at a right time, or simply because he wants to see you happy.
Jake won’t have a problem with it if you want to go out with the others in the group, celebrate or just want to be a relaxed evening in the Aurora. But he will always keep an eye on your location simply because he is afraid something could happen to you.
Jake will consult with his sisters when it’s your birthday, for example, to see if his ideas are the right gift for the day.
When you are out with others, he will always look for your gaze to make sure that you are well and all is well.
Jake loves to feel and touch your skin. He loves it when you lie in his arms, just to be able to caress and touch your skin. It gives him a strong feeling of calm and safety.
If you do something with the others, and his sisters are with you, he will always secretly tell them to take care of you.
When someone else flirts with you, Jake will always openly show that you belong to him and that others don’t need to try.
If someone treats you unfairly or rudely, Jake will say something immediately and make sure you get an apology.
Jake is a master at giving death looks to someone when he thinks someone’s been looking at you for too long. In addition, he will either kiss you or take you in his arms, and at the same time keep staring at the other person. You can only grin about it.
If he thinks that you have given too much attention to another person, he will show you at the latest when it is evening that he does not like this and make sure that you only give him your attention.
Even if it doesn’t seem like it sometimes, Jake is pretty playful and loves making you nervous and tease all day long. Small gestures, touches and whispers that you can’t forget, to spend the whole night with you afterwards.
Jake will kiss you often, unexpectedly. In the middle of a conversation, when you walk past him, when you want to leave the room. He’ll suddenly pull you over to him and kiss you.
Jake and you will often play video games together and he will always demand a bet, a kiss or more than that.
Jake loves to lift you on things, kitchen table, dressers, his desk.
Jake loves it when you sit on his lap, preferably so that you can both look at each other.
Masterlist
Jake loves to restrict your movement. Holding your hands behind your back when he kisses you. Pinning your arms over your head when you’re in bed Just to make you more greedy for him.
Things in which Jake being HOT for 1 minutes straight headcanon?🌶😅
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Summary: 21 things that show how hot Jake is.
>Part 2 / > Part 3
A/n: Ok so first of all thank you for your request🥰 Since this is of course always a matter of taste I have also taken normal things that show how Jake is hot. Some points are a little more explicit but most of them are things that happen in everyday life that show that Jake is hot. I hope you like it and have fun.
Warnung: Slight mention of sexual acts. (Just slight, don’t get your hopes too high😂)
Since Jake speaks most of the time very quietly, always very calmly, he will often whisper things into your ear even if they are normal things. Jake knows what effect this has on you, and he loves it.
If you talk to Jake, he’ll always look you in the eyes. He won’t even look away, practically stare at you and stick to your lips.
If you are in the same room with him, he will also be watching you intensively, whether you just walk past him or do other things.
Jake will hug you from behind, pull you tightly on him every occasion and hide his head in your neck bend to breathe in your smell, it calms him every time and makes him happy.
Jake will spread light and short kisses on your neck at every opportunity.
Jake will often take the first step for sex.
Jake will always keep the door open for you and let you walk in front of him.
When you two take a walk, Jake will always make sure that you go on the inside of the walkway so you’re not too close to the road.
Jake will always put a hand on your thigh while driving or put your hand under his on the gear shift.
Jake won’t let you get out of the car yourself, he’ll tell you every time that he wants to open the door for you.
Jake will always put a hand on your hip if you’re standing somewhere where he needs to go, for example, in the kitchen, when he wants to go to a closet.
Jake will always put his hands under your top during hugs because he will feel closer to you.
Jake will be especially protective, sometimes too much, but you love it. He will always make sure that everyone treats you with decency and respect.
If Jake’s in his study, he’ll either come to you or he’ll call you just to kiss you.
Jake will always tell you how good you look. Just in between and for no reason. He will always be serious.
If you tell him something that makes you very interested or happy, Jake will always listen to you with a smile. Even for hours.
Jake will make you gifts a lot. No matter what, he shows you how much you mean to him, with his sweet nature and in addition small gifts.
Jake’s gonna love it when you two cuddle, that you sit in such a way that you can lean your back against his upper body. This is the perfect way for him to whisper sweet things in your ear or hug you tightly. But also to tease you a little and spoil you by letting his hand disappear in your pants.
Jake will look you deep in your eyes most of the time during sex or just watch you because it makes him proud to see how good you feel through him.
Although Jake is usually very shy or quiet, he will often whisper things into your ear, even when you are out and about. He loves to see your grin, and also to see you nervous waiting to get home quickly.
Jake loves to take a bath with you. When you’re looking for an apartment, he’s taken special care to make sure there’s a big bathtub. He just loves to totally relax with you, even if it’s more because it reassures him that his skin is hitting yours directly.
Word: Fight between Jake and MC and avoiding eachother for 2 days. (Looks like I wrote a sentance😅😅)
Genre: Spicy🌶️ (I guess you know😏)
Imagine Game requests closed!
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A/n: Hey Anon! Thank you for your request and I hope you will like it! <3
Warning: A little more explicit language. Just two words, but I still want to be on the safe side. xD
Imagine:
You sit relaxed at the kitchen table with a warm cup of coffee and read the book you bought a few days ago.
"MC, please, I’m sorry!" Jake whispers in your ear as his arms suddenly wrap around you from behind.
"Hm, me too" you answer annoyed and turn to the next page, without really paying attention to him.
He reaches around you, and the next moment he has closed the book in front of you and pushed over the table, "We have not talked to each other for two days! I hate that," he whispers.
"Well, what a pity," you buzz and drink a sip from the cup, "It’s not my fault. And I would love to continue reading my book in peace now! So if you’ll excuse me!" you hiss and remove his arms from your belly, which quickly turns out to be a mistake.
Faster than you can realize, he has turned the whole chair, including you on it with a vigorous movement to himself so that you now have to look at him directly.
His arms are firmly leaning against the table top and lock you between them.
"Okay, then like this! If you don’t talk to me right now, I’ll bend you over the fucking table and-"quickly put your hand over his mouth to stop him from talking.
You use his short surprise about it to wriggle from the chair and through under his arms to escape him quickly.
But unfortunately, you barely make it into the living room, because there he gets to catch you again. His hands reach for your hips and the next moment you are trapped under him on the couch.
"Hey!" you complain loudly and glare at him angrily. All you get back is a crooked smile and a, "I fuck you on the sofa, too, I don’t care"
Summary: Someone couldn’t handle herself while texting Jake and there is no turning back.
Warnings: If sex scenes aren’t your thing, this fic isn’t for you. 🔥
My native language isn't english, so forgive me the possible grammar errors.
Never alone
Jake: Can you focus on what we are doing, please?
You read the message and something large clogged your throat. Is it possible that he knew what you were doing?
MC: I am focused. I just got distracted for a second, sorry about that.
Jake: Good. So, are you on board for this? It isn’t too hard task for you?
Oh yes, it is, and you know it. How can I possible focus on anything while discussing with you? It was so strange feeling, since you had never seen his face, but you imagined him as tall, with dark hair and well-built. You had dreamt about him for weeks now, even while you were awake. It has almost become an obsession to you, and you checked your phone probably a hundred times a day, just to see those sweet three words… Jake is online.
MC: So, what is exactly you want me to do?
You saw the pencil mark as a sign that he was writing and apparently deleting the written message few times. There was this tingling feeling in your toes and you felt slightly nauseous. You were longing for a message, where he would tell you to take off your shirt and give you a new instruction. You knew that he could told you to do anything, and you would oblige easily without a doubt. Your nipples went hard even for that thought and you had this longing sensation, like an ache, between your legs, demanding and pulsating. The top you were wearing was a long gone and you laid on your back on the sofa and the only light in the room was the light coming from your phone. Your hands wandered through your body with light brushes, occasionally rubbing your breasts, and you closed your eyes. You imaged that those hands weren’t yours, but Jake’s. You drew circles with your fingers at the surface of your skin, ending up on the waist band of your panties. Slowly, you touched yourself in a trembling hand, and small moan escaped through your lips, waking you up from this daydream and the imaginary picture of Jake in your mind vanished. Frustrated, you took your hand away and put the shirt back on. But he would never do that, and you just knew it. You had confessed that you liked him, and he said that he liked you too. The warming feel with those words was overwhelming and you had returned them many times, just to remind yourself that he had feelings for you too. But I like you too, is such a vague impression after all and could be just a compliment too. How could this ever work since you didn’t even know where he was?
Jake: I don’t want you to do anything what compromises your safety. You know that, right?
Jake: So, forget all your plans going there loudly with cavalry. Since all you have, is me, and I hardly am “the cavalry”.
But you are all I need and all I want, you wanted to respond. But something held you back, and you were afraid that Jake would go offline. You tucked a lost strand of hair back to behind your ear and sighted. Why, why on earth this was so fucking hard. And for god’s sake, you two were just texting and you couldn’t contain yourself. You imagined meeting Jake in person, but how embarrassed you would feel, since you could not even say those things via text, how could you ever say them aloud?
MC: I do know that. I will be discreet, no one will see me.
Jake: Be careful. We will talk again after your mission.
You had feeling that your discussion was coming to an end and the tears started blurring your sight. You just wanted to be close to him, even though it was in opposite ends of two screens between you two. You had been in this situation many times before, and each time it felt harder. It was so utterly crushing to lose contact now and you typed so quickly that you didn’t have time to even think about what you should say to him. Knowing that you were alone the next few weeks.
MC: Don’t go. Just don’t leave me now. I miss you so much. I love you. Don’t go.
When you saw your own words flashing through the screen and realized that you had lost your self-discipline, those tears that you had tried to not let loose, came like spring water, draining your cheeks. You didn’t want to look what Jake replied (or did he even reply?) and you felt so powerless and weak, and those feelings had been inside you for a very long time suppressed. You threw your phone back at the sofa and paced around your living room, cursing under your breath. You fucking idiot, why would you say that? He doesn’t love you back, you stupid girl. If he would, he would have come and get you already.
You heard that you got messages, multiple messages, but you didn’t want to see them. Jake was probably telling her now that they two together were too dangerous and he was wanted by the government… But you didn’t care. If he just would have asked, you would give up your life as you know it without a hesitation. You could move and go no-contact with your friends and family, you would give up your job, that you loved. Because you loved him more.
You loved him.
And this was the thought last on your mind when you cried yourself to sleep.
****
You had no idea what time it was, but it was night since it was so dark that you couldn’t see anything. The silence was overwhelming and pressuring, and you laid without moving on your bed covers, and suddenly you just knew, that you were not alone. The only noise in you could hear was your own breathing and you stopped it for a second; but you couldn’t hear anything. You opened your eyes carefully and looked your apartment. Since you lived in a studio, you could see the whole room from your bed. Your heart was pounding so loud and fast that you were afraid it would escape through your ribcage any second now.
You looked thoroughly the room and you couldn’t see anyone or anything moving. Slowly you pulled out from your bed and turned the light on. There was no one in the room. You searched your apartment cautiously, but there was nothing out of the ordinary to be seen. Just when you were going back to bed, you noticed that the window in the separate kitchen was open. Had you forgot to close it? You looked from your window to the yard, but there was nothing. You shut the window second time that night and stared at the darkness, but still, there was nothing to be seen. Remembering last nights text messages made you frown, but you would deal it in the morning. You yawned and turned around.
Just when you thought you couldn’t handle your heart anymore, it stopped and felt ice-cold. There was this dark figure in the corner, just a few footsteps from you. You saw the dark figure was a man with a hood and it was covering his face, so you couldn’t see who he was. But you didn’t need the to see anything more, because you knew who was standing in your home instantly. It just wasn’t possible...
“Jake?” you whispered in utter disbelief. This must be a dream. You pinched yourself from your thigh so forcefully, that it hurt like a hell.
The hooded figure seemed to be alarmed and hesitant, but he didn’t move or say anything.
“Jake? Is it really you?” you asked softly, and the man slowly nodded. The movement of his head was so small, that you weren’t sure if you were seeing correctly. You had no idea what to say anymore, this situation had surprised you fully. You had had these dreams, but now when he was really here, you were so lost on what to do.
“Has something happened?” you asked, voice trembling. Your knees felt that they were going to betray you any moment now. Suddenly the man made a noise, and it took a while when you understood, that he was actually laughing. The laugh didn’t sound joyful, it was more a bitter tone.
“Apparently I have gone mad”, he said in a raspy voice. “I swore that I would protect you and here I am, putting you a more danger that you ever have been.”
You shifted the weight of you to another foot, trying to understand what Jake had just said.
“What do you mean by that? How am I in danger?”
“What else this could be? I am wanted by all kind of people and none of them are on the good side” Jake spat angrily, and you felt his eyes piercing you, even though you couldn’t see his eyes. You suddenly came very, very aware that you didn’t have any trousers on, just the panties. Your hands moved to cover yourself but at the same time, you had dreaded this moment since you ever had chatted with him in the first place. But why was he so angry?
“Could I see your face?” you asked, and you didn’t recognize your voice anymore. Since when you had sounded like that? Maybe your wildest dreams were happening, and you couldn’t believe it.
“No.” His voice was harsh and cold. You felt instant disappointment roaming thorough your body, crushing your hopes.
“But why? You can see mine.”
“Let’s not make this any more complicated than it is”, he frowned and took a step back, adding more shadows in his figure.
“Why are you here then?” The now unrecognizable voice was mad. You felt anger rising somewhere inside of you, making room for itself pushing all the hopeful thoughts aside. “Why the fuck are you in my home in the middle of the night if I can’t even see you?”
Overwhelmed, you turned around and felt so frustrated. Jake was in your home; you finally had met him, and he forbid you to even look at him. This was nothing like you had imagined, there was nothing romantic in this situation.
“I needed to see you”, you heard him answer and waited more. His voice was not so harsh anymore, but maybe… desperate? You peeked him with corner of your eye. He hadn’t move from his spot.
“Why would you say those things? Why didn’t you answer my messages anymore?” he asked and now he’s voice was definitely trembling. You thought that he was longing something and didn’t know if you could give it to him. You turned back to him and took a step closer to him. You slowly reached your hand towards him, but he didn’t budge. For a second you remembered your semi-nakedness but who the fuck cares. This was more important than a missing pair of jeans.
“Jake”, you said lightly and even saying his name aloud gave you a light blush. Get yourself together, you command yourself. “Are you that daft?” you burst, and this was clearly not the answer Jake had expected since you heard offended huff from the darkness.
“I was so embarrassed with my own words, who betrayed me coming out like that, because I had agreed with myself that I would not vocalize my feelings towards you. But I do love you which is absolutely crazy and how on earth I could love something I haven’t never seen or heard before? That would freak out anyone, let alone you, who is forced to work with me to find his sister” you ranted, now looking on anything else except him.
“I don’t expect you to love me back, and I am so sorry for distracting our search towards Hannah. I won’t do it again, I promise. We can never talk about this incident again.” You feel those stupid tears again and flickered your eyes. Oh no, don’t cry NOW!
Everyone who has ever heard silence, know how disturbing it can be. The silence what landed between you and Jake was so thick and full of fear and anxiousness and you waited -, no, - you feared his response. It felt like a small eternity when he finally responded.
“MC…” he said, and that was all he said. Nothing else. You waited but there was nothing more. Feeling so defeated and humiliated, you just wanted to get away from him and started walking out of the kitchen.
But he finally grabbed your hand and pulled you in to the shadows with him. Your confused brain could only register his musky smell and his other hand on your lower back when he pulled you closer. His lips carefully brushed yours and your head felt like exploding. Adrenaline flushed through your veins so fast that it made you feel dizzy, and you grasped his hoodie to stay balanced. You leaned towards him and felt his breath on your face, and you opened your lips, welcoming his.
You had never been kissed like that and it had never felt so good. His lips were demanding, and his grip tightened on your hand; your hands were in his hair, trying to get him closer. You both gasped air between the kisses and his hand moved from your back to your bottom, and you tangled your leg behind his. He let go of your hand and lifted you to his lap and turned you two around landing you on the counter top and you could hear cutlery dropping on the floor. Your brains screamed with joy and happiness, wishing this moment could continue forever. There was only you and Jake in this world, and nothing couldn’t stop you two, you wouldn’t care if the Man Without a Face would have entered the room.
He moved his lips from your mouth to your neck and every kiss he made, left you with a burning sensation and you could not do anything else than moan. You could feel his lips changing from gently kisses to more intense and rougher around your neck and he nibbled behind your earlobe quite forcefully.
“Jake…” you moaned again with pleasure and sent your hands exploring his body, you just wanted to have all of him.
“This is incredibly stupid” you heard him say somewhere lower and you can’t help but giggle a bit. “Why does it feel so good then?” you asked, and he answered by cupping your breast and squeezing it gently and sucked your earlobe at the same time. You could see that the darkness had lifted since moon was shining from the window, lighting the room. He had a dark hair, as you had imagined, and it seemed that other of your predictions had done well too. Jake let go of your ear and looked at you and you could see his blue eyes were full of lust and something else… He stroked your cheek with his thumb, and you pulled him closer between your legs with your feet.
“You are so fucking beautiful, MC”, he said in a raspy voice, still looking at you. “But I did actually know that already. I just needed to see you with my own eyes”. I presumed that he meant that he had seen my social media profiles, and probably something else, that I wasn’t aware of, since he was a hacker.
“I presume that I am not alone with my feelings?” you asked and did not know, what made you so courageous. You two looked each other and time had stopped. Still caressing your cheek, Jake sighed.
“I am not good with expressing emotions. And still, this is incredibly stupid.”
Now was your turn feel offended. How could this burning feeling inside of you be stupid? And why couldn’t he just admit that they were more than pen pals from mystery series of Duskwood? Maybe he didn’t care you as much as you liked to think.
“Yeah, maybe you are right”, you said in a hurt tone and lowered your gaze. “If I am the only one here with feelings, this is going to be a torture for me if we continue.” You let your hands rest on your lap.
“Who’s the daft now?” Jake asked amused and lifted up your chin, forcing you to look at him. “I didn’t come all the way here to tell you I didn’t love you.”
“What are you telling me then?” You didn’t dare to hope for any answer. Jake kissed you again, but you broke the kiss soon (even though it was incredibly hard) and looked him desperate.
“Jake… Please”, you whispered.
He looked you and looked defeated.
“If I say it, there’s no turning back. I feel like I’m trapping you with me, and trust me, it isn’t comfortable place to be in life at this moment.”
“I want to be trapped with you with every cell of my body” you assured him quickly. And you meant every word you said, because this, right here, was where you wanted to be. With Jake.
“I…” he started, and you stopped breathing. You had longed for this moment ages and could not believe that this was happening. Your whole body waited for he to continue his sentence.
“I never want to be separated from you” he whispered. “You are amazing and beautiful, and still so frustrating and stubborn. I came here to tell you that we are better off just friends for both of our protection, but now I am with you and you are just… you! You just look at me and I forget everything I was supposed to say and all I want to do is pull you closer and never let go.”
You exhaled and noticed that he was shaking, and you were surprised to see that you were too. “Well then don’t let go”, you whispered back.
He grabbed your waist and shift you closer to him and kissed you passionately, your tongue met his. He nibbled your lower lip, and his hands were wandering again through your body. You wanted to be touched everywhere by him and leaned little bit back so there was room for his hands. He took eagerly your given chance and moved his hands under your shirt. You felt dizzy again and didn’t even notice that you were moaning again when his lips found a way to your cleavage. He looked up as a gesture making sure that this was okay to you.
“Don't you dare to stop”, you gasped.
He didn’t need more confirmation and pulled your shirt up, revealing your upper body. He took a moment to look at you properly and you felt something getting harder inside of his trousers. Your thoughts moved to the forward where he would finally enter you and the pulsating, aching feeling was back. Jake took your nipple between his lips and sucked it gently and for a moment you were so sure, that you would pass out for the pleasure. He caressed you with his hands and mouth, moving the hands slowly to the waistband of your panties. You tried to take of his shirt, but he gently pushed your hands off back to the counter top as he focused on you; you had no choice than enjoy the ride.
His fingers felt warm when he finally touched you under the panties. You knew that you were soaking wet, but when he started rubbing your clit, you could see the star constellations. Your moans weren’t subtle anymore, and with each noise you made, he seemed to get more fuel on his actions. Jake pulled your panties off easily, revealing you completely. He took he’s moment again to admire you and before you knew, he was continuing rubbing your clit with his thumb and the other hands fingers were inside you, fastening the pace with every moan you let slip. You could feel his tongue on your nipple again and you grabbed his hair. All you felt was pleasure, you had never felt so good in your life; all your emotions from last month while texting Jake and developing one-sided feelings towards him came to final conclusion – you weren’t alone in this after all, and this made you so utterly happy. Your vision started to blur, and you lost your sense of everything else except the overwhelming feeling of relieve when you orgasmed. When you finally came back to your senses, you felt Jake gently lightening his pressure on you and you breathed heavily, trying to get some air. Your smile was contagious, and Jake grinned while watching you.
“What?”
“Like I said”, he murmured, “you are amazing.”
You pulled him for a kiss which deepened shortly. At the same time, your hands found his belt and you started undressing him with his help. When you got rid of his shirt, you saw scars on his torso, and you looked them in confusion.
“Another time, okay?” Jake asked and you nodded and same time you felt butterflies in the bottom of your stomach. Another time…
He opened his belt and lowered his trousers revealing black underwear with a promising bulge in the groin, and you could not wait to get rid of these barriers anymore, Jake was laughing for your enthusiasm and this time, the laugh sounded like it should be; light, happy and a bit teasing.
“I cannot wait you to be inside of me” you confessed, and he did as you told. You could feel him in your entrance, dipping in just the tip. Your whole body was ready, and your mind was yelling you all kind of naughty words and Jake looked you just like he could hear them. He kissed you playfully and you just couldn’t take it anymore.
“Jake”, you moaned, “you are driving me crazy.”
“Now you know how I feel”, he said and took a good grip from your hair, pulling your head back and forced his lips on yours. You felt him entering inside of you and you moaned so hard, that it was a more of a shout than a moan. The thrusts went harder as he listened you carefully first, and all you could do was to say “yes”.
The sex wasn’t like you had imagined, but it was better. It wasn’t gentle and loving, it was rough and needy, and you felt both of you were pouring out all of those long-suppressed feelings and dreams of you two, the desperation with the dangers and the times you two tried to forget each other’s as it was just mad to fell in love with stranger. But here you two were, having sex in your kitchen, against all the odds.
You grabbed the cupboards above you trying to hold your position as Jake pounded in you and you kept drifting in the back of the counter top. Jake suddenly pulled you down from the surface, turned and bent you over, and entered you again, going in deeper with every thrust. You could hear his breathing tightening up and getting faster, as well yours. He grabbed your hair again, which you didn’t know that you liked before, but oh boy, how it made things better. You felt the orgasm coming again and you couldn’t help but scream and arch your back with incoming wave of pleasure. You didn’t hear yourself, but you were screaming Jake’s name, and that was the final straw for him, as he came inside of you.
****
You sat on Jake's lap and laid your head to his chest, as your fingers draw circles on his chest. He kissed you on your forehead and played with your hair.
“Jake?” you asked. “What happens now?”
He looked you in deep with his thoughts and you were wondering, would you even want to hear answer to your question.
“Well. This definitely complicates things”, he said finally.
“You can’t go offline now”, you teased him, trying to lighten the mood. “Can we solve this together?”
“So, we’re together now?” he asked with one of his eyebrows up and you bump your fist in his chest lightly. “That is not how to respond to a lady who has just had sex with you”.
“That is correct”, he frowned. “I’m sorry.”
“Do you have any objections at the topic of us being together?” you asked, and he could hear the worry in your voice.
“Well, I said it before. There’s no turning back now”, Jake gazed you intensely, caressing your cheekbones, “You’re stuck with me now.”
Knowing how hard it was to him say these things aloud, you took this as a victory and snuggled to get better position on his lap. He did love you as much you love him, and both of you know that.
“Just where I want to be. With you. No matter what.”
