↬𓂃𖧷⋆˚ 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 ˚⋆𖧷𓂃↫
Jack x female reader
Warnings!: head (giving), priest Jack, religious stuff, that’s it!!
AN: hi… I’ll write the gunplay fic sooonmmaybe. This is basically just Jack as a priest.. 👀 Ouu…
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you have been lost, you had tried to go on a hike- alone.. for some reason, and now it was pouring down with rain, soaking everything you brought with you!
As you dragged your feet through the mud, you encounter a church, warm lights pouring through the windows. You walk over, knocking once… twice.. three times; no one answers, you try and open it but it was locked.
As you turn to walk away, the doors open- a man walking out- the priest?.. “I’m so sorry!! I was busy doin’ somethin’!!” He exclaimed, “come in, you poor thing.” He held the door open as you walk in, “I’m Jack- Jack marston, I’m uh, the priest.” He smiled, holding his hand out to you, you shake it whilst telling him your name. “What were you doing out in the rain? You’re gonna catch a cold.” He asked, looking you up and down before catching himself and locking his eyes on yours.
“I went for a hike, I thought I knew the way back.. and now I’m lost.” You sighed, rubbing your face “..it’s stupid I know..” you groan, looking down at your clothes. “Poor thing.. there’s a room you could use, dry up, stay the night, seeing as it’s almost midnight.” He put his hands on his hips as he looked down at you. “Rooms over there.” A smirk tugged at his lips, watching you walk away to the room.
You thought about Jack, he really didn’t look like the type to be a priest… his face and body combined. Those dark eyes, tanned skin, how broad his shoulders seemed under his cassock, you also noticed how his eyes followed you, nearly tracing your figure as you walked away.
You set everything on the bed, then he shows up, knocking at the door.
“Can I come in?” He cleared his throat, giving you a wide grin as you opened the door. “So, if you want, I could help you get back to town in the morning, does that sound good?” He awaited your answer eagerly, rubbing his hands together. “Yea, yea that’d be so nice! Thanks..” you chirped back, looking at him, as you stared, you couldn’t help yourself, looking at his body, the thin cassock showed off his chest anytime he’d take a deep breath, his arms, you noticed how you could see his biceps under the robe when he’d move.
Jacks eyes bored into your face, his breath hitching and cheeks flushing. “Uhm.. sweetheart, you’re.. staring.” He choked out, rubbing the back of his neck shyly. Biting your lip, you snickered shyly, “sorry, I can’t help myself.” Your eyes darted down to his lips, so did his.
He gulped and gritted his teeth. “I need to go… I might go pray.. would you like to come with?..” he huffed out, tugging on his collar, a noticeable vein pulsed under his skin, his blood running hot.
“Yea sure- I haven’t prayed before so, might be nice to try!” You simpered, leering at him as he lead you to the chapel.
Jack hadn’t felt like this, not in a while, not since he became a priest, he thought he kept the whole sinning thing in his past, clearly not.. “now uh, it does get kinda hot in here, just let me know if it does, I can open a window.” He tried to distract himself, but god, his mind wouldn’t let him.
He got out two pillows, one for you, one for him. “Just kneel, it’s as easy as that, and repeat after me.” He watched you get onto your knees, you gazed at him through your eyelashes, jacks heart beat sped up, staring down at you. Your dark, devilish eyes.
As Jack prayed with you, he kept on glancing at you.
you did it on purpose, giving him those lewd eyes, you enjoyed seeing such a saint of a man shudder and flush, rubbing his hands and his neck. “Why are you giving me those eyes, sweetheart?” He panted out.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about-“
He interrupted, glaring down at you “you do, you’re giving me those.. those sinful eyes..” his nails digged into the wood of the altar, “you need to pray this .. this sin! Out of you.” His heart raced, it had to be you, it couldn’t be him - he wasn’t imagining these glances and stares, right? He felt insane, how could one woman, one soul, affect him this greatly?..
“Don’t look at me like that.” He breathed out, he adjusted his robe, trying not to show his erection. His breath hitched, he gaped down at you. “Lord forgive me. Sorry for yelling..” he mumbled. “S-should we continue with our prayers?” He asked. “Sure, why not.” You grinned at him.
He croaked out the Lord's Prayer, “our father, who art in heaven.” Jacks words came out shaky, he couldn’t help himself, he gawked at at sight of you kneeling infront of him, only making him pray harder.
As you finished the prayers, you turned to check on Jack. “Sweetheart, you.. gosh I haven’t felt like this in years, I think I need more than just praying for this to go away.” He laughed out, which sounded more strained than anything.
“And what is that?” You ask, biting your lip. The room grew more stuffy, making sweat run down jacks temple. “Sin, adultery.” He choked out, he now found the stone wall very interesting. “Do you like it?” You reached out, petting his hip and side. “Forgive me father, for I have sinned.” You grin, testing the waters. His erection grew more prominent at that.
“you need to be quiet.” He choked out, looking down at your eager hands, his jaw tightened, huffing softly, he let you push him back onto the altar, he let you take his cassock off, his everyday wear underneath. “You devil.” He groaned out as he helped you undo his belt. “Just this once.” He said under his breath, it was obvious he was neglecting his needs, as you pulled his jeans down along with his boxers, his cock bobbed out, pre-cum drooling at the tip.
“I haven’t done this in ages..” he whispered “gosh I barely touch myself.” He let out an embarrassingly loud moan as you start to pump him, biting his lip and closing his eyes.
“Holy… Lord..” he moaned, his teeth dug deeper into his lips, making a small trickle of blood roll down his chin.
Your tongue leaves your mouth, swirling his tip, then going flat on his cock as you take more into your mouth, sucking and licking, the moans you were pulling from him were dirty and filthy, you watched his stomach shiver and his head lull back, his hips pushing forward.
His hand grabbed the back of your head, bobbing your head, he let out swears and whimpers under his breath. “Shit- I’m already gonna cum..” he laughed breathlessly, which turned into a moan, his jaw shaking.
As you bobbed your head, he pushed you all the way down- Jack whined loudly as you choked and gagged, “cmonn, you can take this, don’t make me sad.” He breathed out with a sadistic grin. It was apparent that his past self was coming out more now.
As he watched you struggle, he thrusted forward slowly, groans and moans leaving him, eyebrows arching upwards and his bottom lip jutting out slightly. “Ah shit- oh lord.” He mewled out.
“Jus’ a little more darlin- cmon.. I’m almost there.” He grabbed your hair tightly, bobbing your head quickly, jacks knees jerked and shook, he pulled out only to cum on your face.
He took a second, holding your head tightly still, jaw shaking as he took a moment to calm.
“Oh.. god- I’m sorry.” Jack snapped back into the priest he was, face flushed. He pulled out a napkin from his pocket, holding your jaw as he cleaned your face tenderly.
“So.. did you enjoy that?” You ask, smirking. “Yea, yes I did, thanks.” He smiled a little.
Jack put his jeans back on, and his cassock back on, looking at you. “Well uh- it’s really late, you should get to bed.” He rubbed his neck awkwardly, unsure of how to end this. “We can talk about this in the morning, love.” He pet your head like you were his dog.
“Alright..” you huff, slightly upset you guys didn’t have full blown sex, maybe that was for another day?
You shuffled back to your room, the heat of the encounter still warm on your skin.
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