So loud ₊⊹ s.jy
My take on this post by @lv3jkey
And a little sprinkle of this chapter from a fic on Wattpad
Basically, you ride a very nerdy and vocal Jake while wearing his glasses
Pair: subby!nerd!jake x dom!reader
Warnings: a lot of dih hoppin
Word count: 2K
Too lazy to make this look nice and too lazy to proofread
“Mmngh fuck…” Jake lets out a broken whine, biting hard into his lower lip as his head falls back against the headboard. His eyes squeeze shut, chest rising and falling in uneven breaths, every inch of him trembling underneath you.
Why is he like this you may ask?
Because of you.
One of his closet friends, the one he’s been helplessly crush on for months, is currently riding him like there’s no tomorrow.
And honestly? Jake thinks he might actually die from how good it feels.
You weren't even supposed to end up here. The plan was simple: calculus homework in his dorm, complain about derivatives for an hour, maybe order greasy takeout afterward. That was it.
But then your knee brushed his under the desk.
Then your hand lingered too long when you passed him a pencil.
Then he laughed at one of your stupid jokes and looked at you for just a second too long, cheeks pink and eyes soft behind his glasses.
And then somehow you were kissing him.
Now you're on his bed in his shared dorm room, surrounded by faded band posters, psychic diagrams thumbtacked crookedly onto the wall, and stacks of math textbooks lined neatly beside his desk. The room smells faintly like detergent, paper, and him. Warm. Comforting.
Jake can barely process any of it.
Especially not with the way you're slowly sinking down onto him again.
A loud, wet clap fills the room and Jake gasps sharply, fingers digging into your waist hard enough to leave marks. "Holy-fuck," he chokes out, eyes flying open to watch where your bodies meet.
The sight nearly ruins him.
You above him, hair messy, lips swollen from kissing him, chest rising with every shaky breath.
Jake’s not a virgin, no, but with how long he’s gotten his dick touched, he might as well be considered one.
The curve of your body in the dim dorm lighting looks unreal, like something his brain made up to torture him.
Watching you settle yourself on him earlier had already almost made him cum immediately.
The way you'd grabbed his shoulders for balance, biting your lip as you slowly lowered yourself into his lap—
God.
Jake's pretty sure that image is burned permanently into his brain.
His hands slide up your sides now, hesitant at first, almost reverent. Like he can't believe he's actually allowed to touch you like this. His fingertips brush beneath your shirt, skimming over warm skin before grazing your nipples accidentally.
His breath catches.
Gosh, you have nice tits.
Every roll of your hips earns a soft gasp or a bitten-off moan from him. He bucks his hips shallowly to meet you, his head rolling back against the cushions. “You’re… incredible,” he chokes out, pupils blown wide. “Don’t… stop.” His eyes flutter shut as he surrenders control.
You can feel how tense he is beneath your hands.
How badly he wants to touch you but keeps holding himself back, like he's scared of doing something wrong.
"Jake," you murmur, leaning down closer, "you don't have to be gentle."
Your fingers wrap around his wrists, guiding his hands lower until they settle on the swell of your ass.
"You can touch me. Guide me how you want."
A small, punched-out sound escapes him. His glasses slip low on his nose. His fingers flex, kneading hesitantly at your skin. He bites his lower lip, his wide-eyed gaze locked on yours.
“Oh,” he breathes, the word full of stunned, giddy understanding. “Here.”
You nod once.
That's all the permission he needs.
His grip tightens immediately, more confident this time, kneading at your ass while he helps pull you down harder onto him. Jake moans openly at the feeling, head falling back against the headboard with a dull thud.
"There," he whimpers. "God, there-"
You brace your hands against his broad shoulders as his rhythm starts matching yours. Every thrust upward makes your breath hitch. The room fills with the messy sounds of skin slapping together, quiet curses, and Jake's embarrassingly pretty moans.
His gaze is locked on yours, pupils blown wide with a mix of shock and obedience. "This is—" he starts, but the words get swallowed in a throaty whimper as he pulls you closer. "Is this... okay? I just—I really need to feel you."
"Yeah, Jakey," you tease softly, reaching into his curls and messing them up even more. "You're doing amazing."
The nickname nearly kills him.
Jake's eyes snap back to yours, dark and blown wide with want. He looks wrecked already—hair sticking up everywhere, lips red and bitten raw, glasses fogging from the heat between you both.
And still he keeps looking at you like you hung the stars.
His gaze drifts lower unconsciously, following the bounce of your chest with every movement. His mouth parts slightly.
"God," he breathes, almost dazed. "You're beautiful."
The words tumble out before he can stop them.
Not rehearsed. Not smooth.
Just honest.
“You think I’m pretty?”
Jake blushes immediately afterward, crimson spreading all the way down his neck. "I-yeah, I mean—you're really beautiful," he stammers breathlessly. "Like seriously, you're-fuck-"
Your walls squeeze around him and he breaks off with a helpless moan.
"Stop squeezing," he pants weakly, though the expression on his face says the opposite
You laugh softly at how utterly gone he already is.
His eyes flick away shyly for a second before finding yours again, completely earnest.
"It's just.." He swallows hard. "You're wow."
Oh how that accent is such a turn on.
The sincerity in his voice sends heat straight through your stomach.
Carefully, you reach up and slide his glasses off his face.
Jake blinks at the sudden blur, confused for half a second before you place them onto your own nose instead.
The reaction is immediate.
His jaw actually drops.
Because now he gets to look at you wearing his glasses while sitting in his lap, flushed and breathless and completely wrecking him.
Jake blinks in sudden focus as the world sharpens, then softens again with your reflection in his lenses—his jaw slack, cheeks flushed. "Hey," he rasps, breath hitching when your fingers brush against his temples. "You're..." He trails off, eyes tracing your framed-up face, the curve of your smile through the glass, a fresh wave of heat crawling up his neck. "You look... extremely sexy."
The pure genuineness in his voice turns you on even more, if that's somehow possible.
Jake isn't trying to sound smooth.
That's what makes it better.
Every compliment falls out of him like he physically can't hold it in. Like he's spent months thinking these things quietly to himself and now they're finally spilling free all at once.
"You have no idea," he says breathlessly, eyes fixed on you like he's hypnotized, "how long I've wanted this."
Your movements slow for a moment.
"What?"
Jake immediately looks horrified with himself, like he hadn't meant to say that out loud.
"I just—" He cuts himself off with another shaky moan when you grind down against him harder.
"Fuck... I mean..."
"You've wanted this?" you ask softly.
He nods once, embarrassed.
"So bad," he admits quietly.
Something in your chest tightens.
Because this isn't just sex anymore.
Not with the way he's looking at you.
Not with the way his hands hold you like you're precious.
Not with the way he keeps checking your expressions every few seconds, making sure you still feel good too.
You lean down and kiss him again, slower this time.
Jake melts instantly.
His hands slide up your back, pulling you impossibly closer while he kisses you like he's been starving. Messy and desperate and sweet all at once. Every little sound you make against his mouth has his hips jerking upward uncontrollably.
When you finally pull away, his lips chase yours instinctively.
"Please don't stop kissing me," he whispers, completely wrecked. “Gosh I love you.”
The words come out embarrassingly needy, barely louder than a breath, and it only gets worse when you start rolling your hips against him again.
Jake gasps sharply, fingers digging into your thighs. "Oh-fuck, fuck-"
"You're so whiny," you tease, grinning down at him. “And I love you too.”
His face burns instantly, not knowing if you actually meant it or you’re just saying it in the heat of the moment.
"I can't help it," he whines, voice cracking when you grind down harder. "You feel too good— ah, shit-"
Another loud moan spills from him before he can stop it. His head drops back against the headboard, throat exposed, curls sticking messily to his forehead while his hands keep guiding your hips despite how overwhelmed he looks.
Every movement pulls another sound from him.
Little broken whimpers.
Breathy curses.
Desperate gasps punched out of his chest.
The room is practically filled with his noise now.
"Jakey," you laugh softly, leaning down until your lips brush his ear, "you know the other people in the dorms could probably hear you right now?"
That nearly kills him.
"Oh my god," he groans, mortified and turned on all at once. "Don't say that— please- fuck..."
His hands tighten on your waist anyway, still helping bounce you on his cock like he physically can't stop himself.
"So loud," you murmur against his skin.
Jake lets out another helpless moan at the words alone.
You drag your lips slowly down his neck, and his entire body jolts beneath you.
You drag your lips slowly down his neck, and his entire body jolts beneath you.
"Wait— wait—" he pants shakily, though he's clearly not trying to stop you. "If you keep doing that I'm gonna-"
You suck a dark mark into the side of his throat.
Jake cries out loudly.
Actually cries out.
His back arches off the mattress while his grip on you turns desperate, almost bruising. "Holy shit-”
"There," you hum against his skin before kissing another mark lower down. "Need everyone to know who made you sound this pathetic."
"I'm not pathetic," he argues weakly, immediately ruined by the pathetic whine that leaves him right after.
You laugh again, and the sound makes his stomach twist.
Jake's glasses are still on your face. His eyes are glassy and unfocused as he stares up at you, lips swollen from kissing, hickeys already blooming across his neck.
"You look so pretty like this," you whisper.
The compliment punches straight through him.
His hands guide your hips faster now, desperate and uneven. He can barely keep a rhythm anymore.
"I'm close," he blurts out suddenly, panic and pleasure mixing in his voice. "Fuck— I'm really close-"
You kiss him again to swallow the stream of noises pouring from him.
"That's okay," you murmur against his mouth. "Let go for me."
That's all it takes.
Jake breaks with a loud, wrecked moan, head thrown back while his entire body tenses beneath you. His fingers clamp onto your hips as he spills with a helpless stutter of your name, whining through every second of it like he physically can't contain the feeling.
"Oh my god— fuck— fuck—"
Your orgasm comes shortly after, being just as intense and pleasurable as his.
You slow your movements while he rides out the orgasm, twitching underneath you and breathing like he just ran a marathon.
For a while, neither of you say anything.
You just collapse forward onto his chest, both sweaty and breathless while Jake weakly wraps his arms around you.
His heartbeat is going ridiculously fast.
You can hear it clearly with your cheek pressed against him.
Jake stares up at the ceiling for a minute, still trying to recover, before he suddenly lets out a dazed little laugh.
“So does this make you… my girlfriend?” Jake asks a little nervous as if he didn’t just have sex with you.
“Yea I guess it does,” you kiss his cheek before leaning over him and taking his glasses off your face, putting them on the nightstand.
Now that makes him let out his smile.
"You know," he says breathlessly, fingers lazily tracing shapes along your back, "technically orgasms are actually caused by rhythmic muscle contractions combined with dopamine and oxytocin relea—"
"Jake."
"—which is why your brain temporarily loses critical thinking ski—"
"Jake, shut the fuck up."
First actual smut and first time I made a fic I finished the same day
Still working on that Spiderman Ni-ki fic even though it’s been 7 months 😬😭
Maybe I’ll try to write more longer fics or porn with plot once I finish that one
Thanks for reading my fic baiii
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