one shot request! btw i love your stories you’re a great writer and i hope you’re doing well! i’ve put off asking this for a while because i felt guilty but you know what who cares i’ll just do it lol can you do a oneshot with alex (any era is fine but especially either eycte, am, or late sias) x reader having hot tub/jacuzzi um ✨spicy time✨ if you don’t mind of course no pressure! keep up the good work!! (btw maybe a good title for it could be “show me the jacuzzi” but obviously any title you come up with is fine i just thought that would be funny lol)
a/n: HI!!! first all, thank you and i'm glad you like my stories and i'm doing very well at the moment!! anyways, here's the imagine! hope you enjoy!!! also, so sorry that this is kind of short i didn't have many ideas but still wanted to write it! <33
Show Me The Jacuzzi
Alex Turner x Reader
summary: You and (EYCTE!) Alex have sex in the Jacuzzi.
warnings: smut, light swearing
word count: 1.2k
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He had you by your arms, right behind you, running his free hand up and down your arm. It felt like it had been forever since it was just the two of you like this. He thoroughly enjoyed it when it was just the two of.
The hallway was dim as you and him walked down it, his hand on your arm to keep you close. He never wanted you to not be close to his body all the time. He clung to you like a lost puppy, and although most would hate that, you loved it, loved that he didn't want to be away from you for long.
His long, brow locks fell over his face and onto your shoulder as he laid his head there as he walked with you. His breath was hot against the sensitivity of your neck and it sent a few shivers up your spine. The way he held you wasn't in an obsessive way, more like a protective way.
Then, you two finally reached the elevator and headed up to the floor where the Jacuzzi was. Alex was still clinging to you, holding you tightly. His head was still on your shoulder, slightly moving the strap to kiss your shoulder. He slightly swayed you with him, resting his chin on your shoulder now, his lips slightly pouting. Your hands were resting on his as they were wrapped around your front.
There was no music in the elevator, and because of the time of night, no one was in the elevator, so the only sound that rang through the elevator were Alex's little hums that he always did. He was humming a tune he and Miles had been working on and they both were quite proud of it, and you were, too.
"Mm, darling, I love you so much..... I'm so glad that we finally are getting some alone time," he mumbled against your skin. Slightly, you pushed your shoulder up and leaned your head down.
"I love you, too, Al," you responded. The elevator dinged and the doors opened. The both of you stepped out and walked to the Jacuzzi that you both had been looking forward to all day long.
The recent tour had put Alex under a bit of stress. He wasn't able to spend as much time with you. And he was juggling the responsibility of writing new material for the Monkeys and helping produce an album with a new upcoming artist. You hated that he was under so much stress so you tried your best to make him feel better. You gave him messages whenever you could, fixed him dinner, and made him feel good in any way you could think of.
Alex was the first one in the Jacuzzi, sighing when he sat down in the hot water. "Come on, baby," he said, holding his hand out for you to grab. You gladly took his hand and stepped in the Jacuzzi, dropping the towels and quickly sitting down beside him. He wrapped his arm around your shoulders and pulled you into his chest, kissing the top of your head, then your temple.
He held you tightly and kissed your head over and over, pouring only a small portion of his affection for you. You knew he was doing his best to show that he loves you and that he's more down about the fact that he hasn't been around you as much. "I love you so, so much, and I'm so sorry that I haven't been able to spend a whole lot of time with you," he mumbled quietly.
"I love you, too. And it's okay, I know you've been busy lately and that you've been under a lot of stress," you replied, kissing his cheek, then his chapped lips. Instantly, his hand went to cup your cheek, holding you to his lips. He groaned against your lips, deepening the kiss by slipping his tongue into your mouth. Then, he let out a faint moan and you smirked against his lips.
Your hand wandered down his chest to his crotch. Slowly, you began to palm him over his now tight trunks. He moaned more into the kiss and parted from your lips as he threw his head back. "Oh, fuck, darling ... fuck," he moaned as you slipped your hand into his trunks, gripping his semi-hard cock.
You began to slowly stroke him, planting small soft kisses to his neck, sucking on a spot to leave a hickey that would be very noticeable in the morning. You increased the pace you were stroking him at when he moaned loudly. One of his hands went to your ass, slipping into the back of your swimsuit bottoms and fondling your ass before rubbing through your wet folds.
Then, he found your clit and began to rub it in slow, circular motions, making you sigh and moan. You bit your lip, slowly the strokes on his cock. "That feel good, darling?" He teased. You nodded, closing your eyes, grinding your hips into his touch. "Come here, darling.... You're going to ride me," he said. Your eyes lit up at the thought. "Oh, yeah.... you'd like that wouldn't you?" He asked.
You nodded. He smirked and quickly removed his hands and brought you to be situated in his lap. You sat up on your knees and let him pull down his swim trunks far enough to allow you to grip his cock, aligning himself with your entrance. His hands were firmly planted on your hips, then he pushed you down on his cock. He and you both reveled in the feeling of his cock stretching your tight walls. "Oh, fucking hell," he muttered, taking a firm grip of your hips and starting to slowly move you up and down on him slowly.
Your hands were planted on his chest, and your head was thrown back, quietly moaning. "Jesus ... oh, fuck, Alex," you moaned. He was moving you up and down on his cock faster. His eyes were tightly shut and his mouth hung open, a few quiet moans left his lips. His nails dug into your skin, leaving a mark. Then you realized that he was doing all the work. You didn't want him to do all the work, you wanted to make him feel better after the week he's had.
You sat up and gripped his hands and started to bounce up and down on him yourself. "Fuck, darling," he moaned, moving his head to the crook of your neck, his hands wandering up to your shoulder blades and he sucked on your shoulder. Both of your hands went to his hair to tug on it. You brought his face up to yours, kissing him deeply. He moaned into the kiss.
His cock twitched inside of you and you knew he was close, and so were you. Then, one of his hands left your shoulders, starting to rub your clit. Then, all of a sudden, he flicked your clit, tipping you over the edge. Your wall contracted around him and then his cock twitched and he came. You both moaned into each other's mouths as the waves of pleasure washed over you.
Once the waves had ceased, he slowly lifted you up off of him, panting. "Fuck ... I needed that," he said breathily. "Thank you, darling."
"I'm glad I could help. I know you've been under a lot of stress," you said, lightly kissing his neck. He lightly chuckled and you both sat there, catching your breath....
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The sound of the front door closing echoed through the house and you sighed, relieved whenever you took off your boots, taking off and placing your jacket on the coat rack beside the door. You were now able to lay down and go to sleep beside the love of your life - Alex. You were positive that he was asleep, if he wasn't then he must have been distracted since he always made sure to greet you at the door whenever you got home.
You walked down the hallway to the bedroom, impatient to change into some comfy clothes and go to sleep. You got to the closed bedroom door and opened it, making sure that it wouldn't creak whatsoever, now for sure knowing that he was asleep, the door only ever closed whenever people were at the house or he was asleep.
You quietly tip toed over to the dresser near the closet, pulling out one of Alex's large white button ups, shuffling out of your own clothes, reaching behind your back to unclasp your bra, relieved once it was off, hitting the floor with a soft thud and you put on the shirt. Feeling comfortable once again.
You took your hair down from the ponytail that it had been in since lunch, the wind bothering you too much, blowing your hair in your face as you tried to eat. You picked up your clothes and put them out of the way so that neither you or Alex would stumble over them in the morning.
You then quietly walked over to the bed, crawling in beside Alex, pulling the covers over you. You tried your best not to wake Alex up, but he must have felt the bed shift and you heard a faint whisper of your name. He was now awake - barely though.
"Mhm, princess, is that you, or am I just dreaming?" Alex said groggily, barely awake, on the verge of falling right back to sleep, about to slip away from reality and go back into a dream of his own.
"No, my love, you're not dreaming. But go back to sleep," you replied, laying down on your side, running your hand through his fluffy, grown out hair that he rarely ever puts a ton of hair gel in anymore.
"No, I want to talk to you, princess. Want to know about your day," he said, leaning into your touch, loving it whenever you ran your fingers through his hair. "'ow was your day, princess?"
"It was good. How was yours?" you answered, wanting to know how he got so drunk. "Well, me and Miles went out for a drink," he said, voice muffled as he had nuzzled into your neck, the tip of his nose cold. "And exactly how much did you have to drink, Al?" you asked.
"Um, few shots, a beer ... or two, and a margarita," he said, confused, trying his best to recall everything he had to drink. You sighed, he never had that much to drink, he hasn't drank that much in two years, trying his best to not get too drunk anymore now that he was thirty. He was probably having too good of a time to even care, but you knew that he would feel awful about it in the morning and apologize to you when he would wake up, even though you quite literally couldn't care less. He was an adult and made his own decisions, but you knew that he tried to please you at his greatest abilities, but like I previously said, you didn't care if he drank .
You were about to say something before you heard a faint snore come from Alex, no doubt that he had closed his eyes, not meaning to fall asleep, but had on accident. You shifted a little to turn on your back, stopping when Alex whispered your name again. "What're you doing, princess?" he asked, clearly not asleep anymore if he was before.
"I'm going to bed, Al," you said.
"No! I want to tell you something," he said loudly, sitting up. The tone of his voice shocked you, almost scaring you - and him. "I mean, I want to tell you something, princess," he said much quieter this time, laying back down on you, going back to being this calm, drunken mess. "Okay, what is it?" you asked, kissing the top of his head softly.
"Just wanted to say ... just wanted to tell you that I love you so much, princess. You're so perfect, and gorgeous, and smart, and funny, and kind. You're everything that I wish to be. And you're way too good for me," he complimented you. "And ... I can't forget the fact that you're so, so sexy, princess."
You tried to hide your face, knowing that it would be bright red. No matter how much he complimented you, he never failed to make you blush, always doing it effortlessly. "Don't you 'ide from me. It's true, you are perfect," he said, sitting up and kissing you on the cheek. It was a sloppy, wet kiss, but it was a kiss. "I love you so much, princess," he slurred, cupping the side of your face.
"I love you, too, Al," you said, running your fingers through his hair again. He leaned down to kiss your neck, starting to suck on it. "Alex, what are you doing?" you asked, confused.
"I'm kissing you, princess," he said, a hint of lust in his voice. He started sucking on your neck harder, a bruise slowly but surely forming. "Alex, if you were kissing me, then wouldn't it be on my lips?" you said. "Will you stop, Al?" you laughed when he started sucking harder on your neck.
"But, princess ... I want to make you feel good. Like, so, so good. Let me make love to you," he said, biting down slightly on your neck, a small bruise forming and then he moved your shirt down a little before he moved his kisses to your collarbone. "No, Alex, you're drunk. We can't," you stated. He really didn't seem to care much though, continuing his kissing on your collarbone.
"Alex, I love you, but I swear to god if you don't stop it," you said and you pulled him up by his fluffy hair. He opened his eyes that were heavy with sleep, could barely keep himself awake, and you were confused to how he had managed to continue kissing your neck. He searched for your eyes in the darkness and when they met, his were full of his love and adoration for you, and as were your own.
Alex shuffled to be laying beside you on his side, and you did the same so that you could be facing him incase he wanted to talk some more and then he shuffled to be closer to you - not only for warmth in the winter but also because he loved being close to you, and if he could, he would hold you tight in his arms forever.
"Mmm, you smell so good, princess," he said groggily.
"Thank you, Al," you replied, kissing the top of his head lightly. Alex sat up slightly, raising up from your neck, rubbing his perfect nose against your own a few time, the tip of his nose still cold and you slightly shivered. "Eskimo kisses," he slurred, smiling a big smile at you and you laughed and smiled back at him. "You're so adorable," you mumbled to yourself.
Alex laid back down and then Alex lightly pushed you so that you could be laid on your back and he nuzzled his head into your chest, his head nuzzled in between your breasts, lightly kissing them. You laughed. "Comfy?" you asked him, running your fingers through his hair.
"Yeah. You 'ave comfy boobies," he said sleepily, rubbing his head against your breasts again and lightly kissed your chest, sighing softly. You laughed and as you were about to say something, you heard his little snores, indicating that he was asleep. You smiled and inaudibly awed. He was so damn cute and so perfect. You couldn't have wished for someone better, and soon, you too fell asleep.
