Just saw that post w the pictures and caption "resident!reader w jack and Robby" and now I’m thinking what resident!reader and jacks fine ass would’ve looked like in the 90s/00s ughhh girl
Ik they would’ve been that fine ass couple next door that were just somehow always touching up on each other and u could’ve hear they asses getting nasty five houses down
Omggg I’m feeling light headed
YOU GET ME!!! YOU SO GET ME!!!
Always being caught outside your old apartment building, lips locked in a drunken kiss after a few drinks after your shift, fingers tangled in his hair, pulling away at the discretion of your disgruntled neighbors on their way into the building. Giggling into Jack's shoulder as your older neighbors stroll past you pressed against the hallway wall with shaken heads, meek apologies leaving your lips, a charmingly startled greeting leaving Jack's lips, your palm shoving into his shoulder as your laughs echo through the short corridor, a door slamming shut down the way. It’s confusing to see you with Robby the following week, lips pressed in a chaste kiss as he drops you off at the front of the building on his bike, hands tugging you forward to brace yourself on his shoulders, spine arched to accommodate the dip in height, fingers looped into the belt loops of your jeans before you part, waving goodbye as the engine rears off into the distance. It’s even more confusing when you’re seen tangled with Jack again the following days after, keys fumbling in your hands as Jack's lips press to the slope of your neck, shrieking as he picks you up to carry you through the apartment door once you finally have it open.
“Fuck—Jack,” your loud mewls float through the thin walls of the building, sharp gasps breathed into Jacks open mouth, bed springs creaking under your hips. Jack's large hands guide the slam of your pussy down onto his cock, sheathing completely to the hilt, blushing tip painting precum all over your insides, groaning at the squeeze of your cunt trying to push him out with each drag of his cock. Slick makes a mess of you both, sticky against the back of your thighs and the tops of his, coming down to his balls, clit brushing the mess of pubes, pleasure shooting up through your belly. “That’s it, baby, ride my cock—mm—fuck yeah,” his hands tug your across his lap in erratic upward thrusts, desperate to make you both cum, heels pressed to the mattress to drive up into your sopping cunt, making you crying out. “Cum, please—wanna feel you cum. Make a mess all over me, that’s it—fucking soak me, baby.” Your neighbors hate you btw.















