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S Green Clover Road, Draper, Utah.
POST JACK DRAPER FICS ASAP PLZ :)
Breakfast
Jack Draper x fem!reader Blurb Warnings: suggestive, no explicit smut ⌀ Jack steps into the apartment, drying his hair after the shower at his gym. Pretty much routine work; get up, head to gym, shower and come back to you, who is most of the time still asleep on his bed.
But as he enters the kitchen, he stops dead on his tracks. You, in his shirt. Cooking. Your voice asking about how gym was falls into the background , your back turned towards him as his eyes fall on your figure. His shirt fits you like a dress, a very short dress. Your thighs visible to him, and when you shift a little, raise your hand to get the syrup for the shelf, the shirt rides up, giving him a peak, no shorts. Gosh it is driving him crazy. And before he even knows it, his arms are around you waist, face on the crook of your neck. "Jack!" you squeal, giggling how his grip tightens slightly around your frame. "Should wear my shirt more often, looks good on you." His voice, deep, resonates in your chest. "T-Thanks." You are a breathless mess, his lips tracing on your nape, leaving small open mouthed kisses. "You look so hot right now, yeah? No shorts too. All f'me? " "W-wait I'm making −" Your brain turns into mush as his hands slide down, swiftly picking you up and placing you on the kitchen island. "Baby, for the first time I was making you breakfast −" The words die on your tongue as your eyes go wide, taking in the view of him. His biceps, glistening with sweat, his hair damp, curling at the ends, his eyes full of hunger. Close enough to smell that familiar cologne. "Fine then, breakfast is served."
His lips crash over yours with need, bottom lip sucked between his teeth. You feel his hands moving, his thumb caressing your cheek as he deepens the kiss. A soft gasp escapes your lips as he parts your legs, standing in between them. "Now, will you let me finish it here or the bedroom?"
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hey anon, im so sorry, this was in NO WAY asap. but i couldn't leave my half baked ideas without overthinking about them for atleast a week. i tried to make him sound as british as possible? 😭 i have no clue how to make him sound british help
please do lmk for improvements! masterlist
Copernicus crater on the Moon // Thomas Mollier
Click below to read up on some of the many craters, maria, and montes in this image!
someone write a fic for jack, we're starving out here. he looked so fine in that new outfit and his arms....like damn. something spicy would be nice hehe
Come back strong Jack 🇬🇧❤️💪🏼🎾
Happy Birthday, Kris Draper - #33!!
Small little happy birthday post for our silly little guy!! I couldn't help it!
Wishing the Alty well today!!
This isn't super well done, I am sooo tired and busy making art but- I had to!!
Ulysses and the sirens by James Herbert Draper.