A few months after your balcony adventure, you and Jack were getting ready for a red carpet event for your friends Casar and JJ. Jack had spoiled you with a spa day and the two of you were currently at a lingerie store picking out something sexy for after.
While you were trying on a few options, Jack had excused himself to make a purchase of his own, shoving a small plastic shopping bag into his pocket when you showed him what you picked. "What are you up to, Maynard?" you asked, stepping back so he could join you in the changing room.
"Just a surprise for tonight." he said, looking you up and down. "Babe, you look incredible." Jack pulled you into a kiss and then whispered in your ear. "I can't wait to rip it off of you later tonight."
"All in good time." you said, pushing him out of the changing room.
When the both of you were getting dressed for your friend's big night, Jack cleared his throat and grabbed your dress from you, laying it back down on the bed. "I have something for you, love."
"Is this something for me or something for you?" you laughed, knowing Jack had bought something from the kinkier side of the lingerie store.
"Both." he said, backing you into the bedroom wall. "Close your eyes."
"As you wish." you replied, kissing him and closing your eyes.
Jack had you pinned to the wall, one hand rubbing your clit through your brand new lacy panties. "You're gonna love this." he said, slipping a tiny cold something into the front of them and resting it against your clit.
"What is that?" you asked, your eyes still closed.
"Guess." he said, clicking something in his hands.
"Oooo." you whimpered, feeling the tiny toy gently vibrate against your now sensitive clit. "Mmmmm, I didn't think we had time to play before we had to leave." you said, opening your eyes.
"We don't" he said, backing away and handing you your dress.
Your mouth dropped open realizing that Jack wanted you to wear the toy to the premier. "Oh, you're mean." you said, watching him click the second setting. "Ahhh." You tried to hold in your breathy moan. "I won't be able to hide it on that setting."
"I promise I won't be too mean." He said, turning it off.
Pulling on your dress, you turned so Jack could zip you up. "How long have you wanted to do this one?" You asked him.
"I just felt inspired seeing it in the store." He replied, kissing between your shoulder blades before zipping up the dress. "To be honest, I'm going to have a hard time not getting turned on knowing that it's here." Jack ran his fingers under your dress to nudge the toy.
"I'm definitely planning my revenge." You laughed, turning to pull him into another kiss.
You and a group of your friends were sharing a fancy limo to the premier and Jack decided to test the toy. You were talking to Conor when Jack clicked the first setting. You weren't expecting it, but you were able to keep quiet. Closing your eyes and sighing, trying to keep your composure.
"You alright, love?" Jack asked, no one the wiser.
You turned to face Jack, your crossed legs and the darkness in the car hiding the fact that your hand was creeping towards Jack's crotch. "Just fine, sweetheart." You said, with a smirk, your hand gently groping Jack's hardening dick.
Feeling his cheeks flush, Jack clicked off the toy, calling a silent temporary truce. He slipped his arm around you, pulling you into his lap. "We're going to get in so much trouble." He laughed, pulling you into a kiss.
"This one is on you." you laughed, kissing him back.
Jack left it off for about half of the red carpet walk, but when you two were to an area where you were posing together for pictures, Jack clicked the first setting.
"Oh, fuck." you quietly gasped, Jack pulling you in for a kiss in front of the photographers.
Photographers were calling out your names to have you pose for their shots. "Y/n! Jack! Over here!" The two of you posing, and turning to face different cameras. You were definitely biting your lip in more than a few of the shots.
"Good girl." Jack whispered in your ear, clicking the second, higher setting for just a moment before turning it off.
When you made it inside, everyone was sat around large round tables about 12 to a table. Jack had kept it between off and the first setting all night. The movie had started and Jack had just turned it to the second setting right after the room went dark.
"I'm going to kill you." you leaned over, your hand inching up Jack's thigh.
"You love it and you know it." he whispered in your ear, turning it back down to the first setting.
"Have you been thinking about it?" you asked, running your hand over the crotch of Jack's pants. Not getting an answer, you continued. "I know you've been thinking about how wet you're making me." Your hand hidden under the table, you unzipped Jack's pants, nibbling his earlobe between your teeth.
"Mmmmm, baby girl, you're being bad." he said, turning it up to the second setting.
You gasped and bit your lip, stopping you from moaning. "You started it." you said, reaching into his pants and stroking his now completely hard dick.
Jack turned to face you, cheeks flushed. "Want to cross something else off of our list?" he asked, putting his hand over yours so you couldn't stroke him anymore.
"What do you have in mind, baby?" you whispered in his ear, feeling him turn the vibrator off.
"Follow me." Jack pulled your hand out of his pants and made sure they were zipped and that you couldn't tell he was sporting a massive hard-on.
"Yes, sir." you said, standing to follow him out of the dark room.
Jack grabbed your hand and led you to a family bathroom. Locking the door, he pinned you against it capturing your lips in a needy and rough kiss. "I planned on making you wait all night, but you can't keep your hands to yourself." jack said, pulling you up to sit on the counter while he stood between your legs.
"I've already cum in my panties twice, baby. It's not my fault." you admitted, Jack stopping and staring at you with wide eyes.
"God, you're so sexy." He continued undoing his pants and pulling your thong off, putting the toy and your panties in his pocket. Quickly putting a condom on, he grabbed your thighs.. "Come here, baby girl."
You felt Jack sink himself inside of your soaking wet core and lift you from the counter. You wrapped your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck. "Jack." you moaned his name, feeling him roughly thrust up into you more frantically than usual.
"You weren't lying." Jack said, feeling how wet you actually were.
"MMMmmmm, Jack. Harder, baby." you moaned, loving the rare occasions that Jack didn't hold back at all.
Between the pent up tension and the fact that you could get caught, it wasn't long before both of you had finished. Jack sat you on the counter, resting his head against your chest as you both caught your breath. Hearing a knock on the door, you both quickly tried to fix your clothes and appearance. "Give me my thong." you whispered.
Jack continued to straighten out his clothes, before reaching a hand out for you. "Come on, love."
"Jack, you have my underwear." you said, seeing the look on his face. "I'm not getting them back, am I?" you asked, smirking up at your boyfriend.
"Nope." He laughed, leading you out of the bathroom. "Sorry, she had an outfit malfunction." Jack said to the lady waiting outside the door.
"Yeah, part of my outfit is in your pocket." you laughed after you had walked away.
When you made it back to the table, Conor leaned over to Jack making sure everything was okay. He fed Conor the same line. "Just an outfit malfunction."
Conor looked suspicious. "What on earth could have malfunctioned?" he whispered to his brother, knowing Jack was full of shit.
Jack slipped his hand in his pocket and pulled your thong out of his pocket, nodding to Conor to look down.
"Dear, god. You two are ridiculous." Conor laughed.
With a cocky smile on his face, Jack scooted his chair to sit directly by yours and pulled you to snuggle into his side. "I love you, Y/n." he whispered, kissing the top of your head.
"I love you too, Jack." you said, laying your head against him and enjoying the rest of the movie.
Requested: No (requests are open)
Triggers: None
Word Count: 860
You are cozied up on your couch, wrapped like a burrito with your fuzzy blanket early in the morning watching the London sun rise, stretching it its coloured arms across the sky. Your hands are warmed by the hot coffee in one of your favourite mugs, you hear Jack’s feet patter down the hallway; getting closer to you. Hearing Jack coming closer your face raised in a smile accompanied with rosy, heated cheeks. Jack jumps over the back of the couch, landing right next to you. He puts his head in your lap and lies down.
“Morning, babe.” You say as you begin to run your fingers through his bedhead.
Jack looks up to you, “Kiss me?” his raspy voice whines a bit.
Chuckling a bit you tell him no, “You haven’t brushed your nasty breath, there is no way in hell I’m going to kiss that hole right now.”
“Oi, your breath isn’t any better than mine!” Jack whined once again.
“At least mine smells like coffee and not the dead.” You giggle as you put your mug down on the coffee table, “We need to go, before we miss our flight.”
You wiggle yourself off the couch while Jack sits himself up. You look at Jack and give a little smirk, the smirk sparks Jack with energy. Jack gets off the couch and starts to run toward you, you don’t dare to move. You just close your eyes and squeal with joy as Jack runs up to you and wraps his arms around you. Jack spreads kisses all over your blushing face, you embrace the jolt of energy from Jack.
“Okay, okay! We are really going to miss our flight.” You giggle out as Jack places one last kiss on your forehead.
“Ah, I like it here. Let’s stay home, I’m too tired.”
You laugh a little at Jack’s squirminess, “Okay. But you have to cancel everything, and I’ll go back to sleep while you do it.”
Jack’s face went straight, right away he let go of you and sprinted toward the bedroom where all your baggage sat waiting.
Hours later you and Jack finally checked in to your guy’s room at the front desk, pulling your baggage and down the hall with Jack following behind with his own baggage you head to your guy’s shared bedroom. Right as you slid the card into the door and it opened you dropped your bags at the door and sprinted toward the bed, you flopped right onto the well-made bed; with Jack following behind. With both of you lying on the bed chuckling you bask in the simple, happy moment between you two.
“You ready to eat my snow, lover-boy?” You tease Jack ass you get up and get your things from the hallway.
“Are you ready to eat your words?” Jack teases back at you as he gathers his snow gear together.
You and Jack made it to the mountain, you both face the steep way down to the coffee house that looks like a tiny house for an ant.
You pull down your ski goggles and slide down the snowy slope, you stop and look up to Jack, “ Your move.” You smile at Jack
Jack gives you a smirk, “Eat my dust!” Jack pulls down his goggles and started down the slope with his snowboard. You let out a small chuckle and follow him down.
After just a minute you two stop for a moment, “First of all, there is no dust up here. Second, don’t go crying when you lose.” You snicker at Jack.
After a whole day of covering Jack in snow you two finally made it back to the lodge and relaxed together with some good food in your bellies. Jack was sprawled out on the bed editing one the vlog that would be going up the next day, you were occupying yourself with your phone while listening to music.
Some time later you plugged your phone, putting it down next to the bed you rolled yourself onto the bed. Rolling next to Jack you look up to his concentrated face, “You are so serious.” You say with a funny accent.
Jack looks down to you and places a kiss on your lips, “You are so hot.”
You kiss him back with a smile, “So are you.”
Jack closes his laptop and places it on the ground, he turns back to you and kisses you again. He continues to kiss you, slowly placing them down your neck and back to your lips.
You stop him before his lips carry him away, “Watch yourself before you wreck yourself, babe.” You kiss him one more time before you snuggle yourself down into the bed’s blanket. “You have to turn the lights off.”
Jack laughs a bit, “You’re an ass.” Jack got up and turned the room lights off, walking back to the bed Jack stubbed his toe. All types cuss words run out of Jack’s mouth, without any sympathy you laugh a bit.
Jack wiggles into the bed, after whining a bit, and faces you. “You’re going to pay tomorrow.”
Can you do “Are you trying to turn me on?” from that prompt list with Jack Maynard? Please and thanks
You were lying on the couch at your best friend, Jack’s house, only dressed in your underwear. You had stayed at Jack’s the night prior, and there didn’t seem like a better time to chuck you clothes in the wash than when Jack was out for his brunch with Mikey. You would have waited until you got home, but spilling tomato sauce all down your front changed your plans. Of course you weren’t expecting Jack to walk in, but as the universe had it, he did.
“I’m bac- Holy shit you’re not wearing any clothes.”
Your cheeks flushed as you looked around for something to cover yourself with, “Sorry! I didn’t expect you to get back this soon!” You squealed, finally spotting a blanket.
“Are you naked?” Jack asked, a grin on his face.
“My clothes are in the wash. I’m not just walking around your place naked, unlike some of the girls you invite around” you shuddered at the memory of walking in on Ashley - or maybe it was Brooklyn - naked one morning.
“She was a bit odd.” Jack admitted, placing your brunch that he had gotten on the counter as you checked the progress of your clothes. “So is there a reason you’re naked or did you just want to get in my pants?”
“I spilt tomato sauce down me.” you admitted, to which Jack laughed.
“Of course you did.” he smiled, jumping onto the couch.
“You mind if I borrow some clothes?” You yelled over your shoulder, already searching through Jacks messy room.
“I mean you can, but I prefer you wearing what you’re in now.”
You rolled your eyes as you reentered the room, wearing a shirt of Jacks.
“Are you trying to turn me on?” Jack asked, raising his eyebrows.
“In your dreams.” You laughed, jumping on the couch next to him.
“Oh every night, baby girl.” He said, resting a hand on your thigh.
You raised an eyebrow, but before you could say anything about it Jack muttered out, “It’s working you know.”
You felt a shiver run down your back in anticipation. “Well I guess we’ll have to do something about that then, won’t we?”
Jack Maynard x Reader
Genre: fluff
Word count: 517
| Requested: Could you do Jack Maynard fanfic where the reader is a dancer and she's very popular and one day the reader collabs with him. |
a/n: Ahoihoi, so i’m just warning that this isin’t my best work ! and there are mistakes i am sorry. i wrote this on my phone cause my laptop is broken and yeah. <3
You walked into the dance studio and saw your manager with 3 guys that you recognized. Jack Maynard, Conor Maynard, and Josh Pieters. Being the fangirl you are you literally squealed and immediately covered your mouth.
All the attention went to you and you just walked to the couch where you threw your jacket and backpack. You cleared your throat and walked to your manager,
'' Hello, '' you said smiling at them trying to calm yourself. '' Yes, meet Y/n. One of our youngest and the most, let's say known, dancers. '' your manager told the Youtubers. You smiled and looked down. Your head snapped back up when you hear your name come from Jack's mouth.
'' Why are you shy? '' he said laughing. You smiled, '' I'm not shy, I'm the opposite. '' you replied to him, he raised his eyebrows and crossed his arms.
''Alright Y/n, you're gonna make a video with Jack, I'm gonna then show Conor and Josh the rest of the group and their gonna make a video.'' your manager smiled and then walked out with Conor and Josh.
The door closed and you looked towards Jack who you caught checking you out. '' Oui, stop looking me like you're gonna take a bite of me, '' you said laughing. Jack looked up and smiled '' Alright, so, I thought we could do like a Q & A with like questions for dancers which are you gonna answer, and then like teach me something. I literally came here with no ideas so let's see what's gonna come out of this.''
The door opened and Conor and Josh walked in, '' Hello!'' you screamed. '' I don't get it !!'' Jack said frustrated, you laughed and walked beside him, '' Okay, put your hands on your hips- '' you both put your hands on the hips '' - then lift your right hand and make a circle in the air and while you're doing that put your left arm behind your back. '' You both did the move.
''There you go!!'' You said excited and loud. Jack looked at you also towards Josh and Conor '' It actually wasn't that difficult'' he said kinda shocked. '' Of course, it was easy, it would've been easier if you didn't flirt with the camera or me.'' You fired back making Josh and Conor laugh and Jack looking at you shocked.
''When are you gonna upload that video?'' You asked Jack, '' Tomorrow when we go to dinner, so i'll pick you up at 7 '' he replied bold. '' Ahh okay I'll look forward- WAIT WHAT?!'' your eyes went wide, you cleared your throat '' I mean, okay? I don't really know what to say. '' you said looking down.
'' Don't worry about it, '' Jack said walking towards you '' Wear something comfortable '' and with that, he left you shocked and confused. You sighed and whispered,
Summary- Ever since a young age, you’ve wanted to go skydiving. Now that you finally are, Jack isn’t too fond of the idea.
Warnings; N/A
A/n; uM SO LIKE WOW IT’S BEEN A WHILE. I’ve decided that while I hardly find inspiration to write anymore, I’m probably not going to delete this blog, because I’ve put time & effort into this blog and even though my posting will be rare, I’ll still try to finish all my requests as they come. So sorry this has taken so long, but tbh, I’m surprised I wrote it at all.
Requested; Yes
req; One of the Maynard's, "just... come back alive, okay?" And "please, you can't die now" idk if it sent but I wanted to add to the one I sent earlier..... 😬
prompt 1; "just... come back alive, okay?"
prompt 2; "please, you can't die now"
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“Oh please, Jack. I’ll be fine.” You said, rolling your eyes as you slipped your arms through the sleeves of your jacket. “What if something goes wrong, Y/N?” He asked, worriedly. “Jack, honestly, these people do this for a living. I highly, highly doubt anything will go wrong.” You said, exasperated. “That’s not certain, Y/N!” You ignored him, rolling your eyes and zipped up your jacket. “Don’t go..” He muttered, defeated, and you whipped around, angrily. “What is your problem? I’ve been talking about doing this for ages, since we were 9 years old, Jack! Why does it matter so much now? Why didn’t you say anything before, I’ve been planning this for 12 years, why bring it up now?!” You yelled, annoyed. He stayed quiet.
You and Jack had been friends since your early years; 5 or 6, maybe. Ever since you were young, the sky had fascinated you. It was something you could never truly understand; and it intrigued you to no limits. It called to you, in a sense. Some said you were crazy for thinking so, but you knew what you truly wanted to do. When you turned 9 years old, you promised yourself that one day, you’d satisfy your burning desire to explore the sky.
Jack, on the other hand, wasn’t as excited as you were. He trusted flying, of course, he flew on planes all the time, it was a huge part of his job as a youtuber. This was different. It wasn’t the fact you were going to be in the air on a plane travelling to a nice, safe location. No, it was something else that was bothering him. It was the part about jumping out of a moving aircraft several thousand feet above the ground and falling at an alarming rate towards the ground, that was worrying him.
You’d vowed to yourself from the young age of 9 years old, that on your 21st birthday, you were going to Skydive.
Your best friends refused to let you go at it alone, of course. They said they’d come as well, and you’d have a party of sorts. Jack was invited too, and you’d even paid for a ticket for him, though he refused to jump out of a moving plane. He thought it was ridiculous- but you brushed it off. Twelve years of planning and waiting later, it was the big day, and nothing would ruin your mood. When you’d woken up, you could hardly contain your excitement, the smile on your face the brightest it had been in years. The morning could not have been more perfect; Jack had made you breakfast, but only as you’d mentioned today’s adventure, did the day go sour. Hence why you were fighting with Jack now.
You turned and grabbed the doorknob, opening the door gently. You stepped out, about to close it behind you when Jack began to mutter. You had to pause and take a minute to register what he’d said. “I’m just worried about you.” You sighed, pushing the door open and meeting Jack face to face. He took a deep breath, looking you in the eye, and you could see just how scared he was. It made your heart wrench in your chest. “Just... come back alive, okay? Please, you can't die now.” “I promise you Jack, I’ll be fine.” You assured him, pulling him in for a gentle kiss.
“I’ll text you when we get there, and when we land, okay?” You told him, caressing his cheek gently. He nodded, and smiled. You could see it in his eyes he was still nervous, but trying to be strong for you. “Have fun, love.” You smiled too, and gave him one last quick peck on the lips before grabbing your bag and heading out the door. You’d made it to the parking lot, and decided to text your friends, letting them know you were about to leave. ‘Leaving now. See you in 15.’ You’d sent, the smile never leaving your face. This was it, you were actually doing this. You couldn’t believe it.
You’d climbed into the car, and began to pull out of the lot, when you heard him. “Wait!” Jack called, running out after you with his coat and shoes on. “What are you doing?” You asked him, surprised. “Do you still have that extra ticket?” He asked, slightly out of breath. You furrowed your brows in confusion, “Yeah?” “Can I tag along, then?” He asked, a cheeky grin on his face.
You blinked, not expecting that. You didn’t know what to expect, but it certainly hadn’t been that. “I thought you didn’t want to risk your life jumping out of a plane?” You asked, smirking in amusement. “Yeah well, I’d be a pretty shitty boyfriend and best friend if I didn’t help my girlfriend fulfill her lifelong wish- and on her birthday, nonetheless.” “Hop in, lover-boy.” You said, unlocking the door.
You were ecstatic, and as you drove to the takeoff point, you absolutely couldn’t wait. Finally, after 12 long years, you were going to skydive, and you got to do it with all your best friends and your loving boyfriend. You couldn’t have asked for a better birthday present.
