awkward s.j
you didn’t know things could be wanted this badly… but jake knew. and yet, he couldn’t act on it.
i was bored at twelve in the morning and i haven’t wrote in a long ass time, so I wrote this… yay.
•.*warnings: kissing, swearing, moaning & whining, p in v (don’t be silly, wrap your willy), car sex, and yea that’s mostly it.
i don’t use ai for works at all and i recommend you not to either. don’t feed my work into ai por favor.
now playing— awkward by sza
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you and jake were childhood friends for the longest time you could remember and you liked it that way. ‘till the both of you went to college and started drifting apart.
you were somewhat fine with it, but at the same time, you weren’t. you both were in college with different majors and friends drift apart sometimes. it’s just, you weren’t sure if you ever thought of him as ‘just a friend’.
see, you and jake were friends, but it just got kind of… weird at one point.
in high school, you used to go over to his house like a normal person would, chill and watch movies with him. cool, right?
yea well, not really if one day, you went over, watched a movie, then somehow ended up making out with him on his own bed. so that was probably one of the reasons you two drifted apart. another reason was that you were a junior and he was a senior.
you both were on different floors and only really saw each other during lunch. it worked perfectly fine, until you made out with each other, then it didn’t.
after jake graduated his senior year, you guys called regularly. enough to stay kind of ‘friends’, but far enough to say ‘I kind of find this awkward and wanna hang up on you’ kinda friends.
three years later, you’re a sophomore in college and he’s a junior in college. you two major in entirely different things and the only things that correlates the two of you is a math course in different courses. more like a hell course for you, but you don’t wanna get into it.
you’re better at math, of course.
you guys do talk from time to time, but never really meet up. and when you say from time to time, you mean two months ‘time to time’.
you’re surprised about not forgetting about him from all these years, but come on, he has a very memorable face.
you were feeling some type of way cause you got compliments on your make-up today, so you took a picture of you with a lolipop in mouth in your bedroom mirror.
it was a cute picture and you liked it, so you decided to upload it.
little did you know, someone you knew very well would be jacking off to your pic in the minutes you uploaded the pic.
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jake was in his room just scrolling on insta and just liking shit that was on his page, until he saw a picture of you on your bed licking a lolipop.
he didn’t expect you to be uploading anything, let alone yourself looking… pretty.
jake on the other hand, felt himself stuck on your picture. he felt himself getting hot and hard and tilted his head down to see himself half hard.
he hasn’t really done this much just cause, well it’s a picture and he knew he wouldn’t get off on it with his own hand, but shit, he might as well try.
he put his phone down for a sec and took his dick out. jesus, why’d he have to get hard so quick? he’d picked up his phone again, looked at your photo and started stroking it slowly.
he let out a few moans here and there looking at your picture, but he never really felt close to cumming at all.
he let his phone down and tucked his dick back in his pants. he didn’t wanna call you right now and tell you that he’s hard, it’d be weird, rude and inconsiderate…
too bad he’s doing just that.
jake picked up his phone again and called your number. “please pick up, please pick up.” he mumbled under his breath.
you were watching tv peacefully, until you got a phone call. you paused your show and picked up your phone expecting a spam.
to your surprise, it was jake. he rarely called, like ever. you hesitated to pick up, but you did either way.
to his surprise, you picked on the second ring.
“hey, what’s up? you okay?” you said as you were laid down in your bed, just watching tv.
“yea um, can you come over? just need to talk to you about something.” jake said softly as he was sitting down on his bed, contemplating whether he should come up with something to talk to you about, or just make something up and hope you wouldn’t mind sucking his dick.
he chose the second option, obviously.
“uh, what do you wanna talk about?” you hoped it wasn’t about homework with him cause that was already as difficult as it was already, so what did you need to come over for?
shit, jake didn’t think this through. he thought you were just gonna accept coming over, but no, you just had to ask questions. he should’ve known better. he came up with the first thing in mind.
“i need help with the math homework. you’re the only person who actually understands how trigonometry works and… i need you, alright?” jake hoped that you’d accept the stupid ass lie that came straight out of his mouth.
he didn’t really lie through the stupid lie, he sucked ass at math.
you silenced yourself on call and threw your head back in your bed. fuck. that’s literally the ONLY thing you didn’t want to do. you’d rather him ask you to suck his dick for free and you’d do it. well for a hundred, maybe.
you un-silenced the call and said yea. you couldn’t help but say yes, you were a person pleaser.
“thanks,” jake said as hung up the phone. thank god he came up with that stupid ass excuse. but he hasn’t seen you in well, forever. he was weirdly nervous to see you again.
you on the other hand, were having a fit that you had said yes to him. you didn’t want to get up from your bed, you were cozy. but whatever, you dragged yourself into this mess. can’t be complaining now, can you?
you got up from your bed and started packing your math notes into your bag and you were good. you put your shoes on and left the dorm all annoyed, but nervous to see him again.
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as you got to his dorm room, you hesitated to knock on the door but forced yourself to.
as jake heard the knock on the door, he walked up to it. jesus, why’d he have to do this? he didn’t even need help in math, he was doing perfectly fine. well, more like a low c in math fine, but so what, it’s a good grade.
he opened the door, saw you, and holy fuck, you were gorgeous. not that you weren’t pretty in high school, but… wow. he looked you up and down pretty quick, and moved to the side so you could come in.
“thanks. nice place,” you said as you made your way into his place. you never thought you’d be here, but here you are. in his place.
he closed the door behind him and looked at you. this was awkward to say the least, but he just needed help with homework, right?
“um, my room’s this way if you wanna study in there,” he asked quietly.
“sure,” you said as you made your way down the hallway and into his room. it had a warm atmosphere and a faint smell of vanilla, it was nice.
jake closed the door behind him and the two of you started studying with the notes that you brought.
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after a bit of time passed by and it turned one, the two of you were still working on math. and surprisingly, he was actually getting most of the questions correct.
“correct. huh.” you said, eyebrows furrowed together with a tiny smile on your face.
“huh, what? surprised that that got it right?” jake said, being all cocky and whatnot.
“no, surprised that you’re kind of smart and don’t really need my help on these types of questions,” you said putting your pencil down and leaning back on the chair.
“guess i’m not that stupid, am i?” jake said as he looked you up and down.
your stomach did this weird thing that you didn’t want to feel but whatever jake was doing, it was definitely… working in his favor.
“agree to disagree,” you said as you straightened yourself up to look like you have some sort of confidence left.
“oh that’s how you feel,” he said with a stupid smirk on face while looking away. god, you just wanted to kiss it off his face. wait, what the fuck? you… shouldn’t be thinking like that, this is just studying, right?
either way, you laughed it off with him and got your things to pack up and leave.
“you’re leaving?” jake asked as his smile faltered. as it wasn’t crazy to say, he didn’t want you to leave. he wanted you to stay.
“yea, i mean, i have early classes tomorrow so,” you said as you stood up, put the chair back in it’s place, and walked into the hallway.
that was a lie. you couldn’t stay because you couldn’t trust your thoughts when you were around him, you knew you’d act on them in any type of way you could.
jake got up and followed you into the hallway, why’d you have to leave? why couldn’t you just stay, it was one in the morning anyway. “want me to walk you to your car?” he asked you, all calm and gentle with you.
you hesitated to say yes, but it was late and you were lowkey dreading to go alone. you didn’t wanna kidnapped or worse.
“come on, it’s late.” jake said as he put his hands into his pocket. you finally made up your mind and said yea.
as the two of you took the elevator, you talked about random things like the bad teachers, the good ones, friends, and school in general.
as you two got to your car, you guys just talked and talked, like you two didn’t wanna leave each other. i mean you guys were friends before… that incident happened. whatever, you’re being dramatic, it was just a kiss.
“um, call me if you need anything, or if you need help on homework.” you said to him as you opened the back door to your car and put your bag there.
“you know i will.” jake said quietly as he kept his eyes on you. god, you looked so pretty in the night, you didn’t even know. he doesn’t even know how to explain it, you just look… beautiful.
the two just looked at each other for a second too long, but you broke eye contact, unsurprisingly. “um, could you come over tomorrow?” he asked.
your eyebrows raised in surprise for a sec before letting them down. “uh, yea of course. for what?” you asked, stupidly soft and warm like you always did.
“just… to see if i get the material you taught me.” that’s a lie, he just wanted to your pretty face again.
“yea, no problem,” you said as you closed the car door with a tiny smile on your face.
he saw the small smile on your face and wanted to kiss you so bad, even he couldn’t deny it himself. should he? he should. it might be weird to ask, but he never really knows, does he.
“can i kiss you?” jake blurted out. shit, he shouldn’t have said it like that. but was there any better way to say it? maybe there was, he doesn’t know neither does he care.
you froze up and looked at him. the only thing that came out of your mouth was, “what?” you weren’t particularly shocked he asked you cause of all the shared looks and the small teases, but damn, take a girl out to dinner first.
“i know that we were friends for a while and i ruined it by kissing you, but i just… i don’t want that anymore, the awkwardness of calling, not seeing each other like we did, i want to see you smile because of me, i-i want you in general, i want-”
you grabbed his face and kissed him. he really needed to shut up from time to time, he talked too much. a habit he got from you.
a few seconds after, you pulled away from the kiss as you played with his hair from your hands. “you talk a lot,” you said with a smile on your face.
jake smiled and kissed you back. it was soft and comfortable, but he wanted more. while you guys kept kissing, he pushed you against the car as soft as he could and brought you closer than you could’ve been.
he kissed you like you mattered to him and of course you did, but he wanted to show it more. he pulled away from the kiss, your breath mixing with his.
“i need you. please, i-i need you so bad.” jake said, his tone getting desperate, eyes traveling down in places he could only imagine touching.
you could feel him getting hard and shit, he was… you hate saying it, but he was big.
“in the car?” you said all quiet and soft, breath ragged as your eyes looked over his face.
jake nodded his head impatiently, like he didn’t wanna wait for you to ask. he opened the car door and you made your way inside. it was a jeep your parents paid for and the windows were tinted, thankfully.
he got in and kissed you immediately after, his hands all over you. he brought you on top of him with his hands running up and down your body.
“can i?” he said quiet, tugging at your top. you took it off slowly, teasing what was underneath. as you took your top off, showed a cute lace bra with a tiny bow in the middle.
he couldn’t wait to take it off of you.
you looked like an angel, just sitting there on top of him, looking like a fucking dream.
“my eyes are here, y’know?” you said lifting his head to look at you. he nodded his head, too infatuated with you to speak. you kissed him softly and you felt him melt into it. his hands wrapped around your waist and moved you back and forth.
you untied his sweatpants and took his cock out and he was already leaking with pre-cum. you wiped it off with your middle finger and put it in your mouth while looking at him.
his breath became uneven looking at you sucking at your finger, cheeks hollowed out like you were sucking his cock.
as you took your fingers out of your mouth, you dragged your fingers down your body, slowly making your way to the tip of his cock.
his breath hitched as you touched him there and god, he wanted to be inside you so bad.
“wait, no condom?” he whined out, his head tilting back in pleasure as you stroked him painfully slow.
“do you see any in my car?” you said frustrated, yet desperate as you lined yourself up with him. you felt yourself getting wetter by the second and gosh, you didn’t even know you could get this wet.
“oh, fuck.” he said almost immediately, looking up at you, basically begging you to be inside you.
you lowered yourself down on to his cock and his tip stretched you out. you weren’t even sure if you could suck him all in. you gripped onto his shoulders of comfort and tried, but couldn’t.
“need some help there?” jake said all cocky like he was the shit when he clearly wasn’t. still the same person he was when he was in high school.
you rolled your eyes, but yea, you needed help. “yea, i kinda do.” jake’s thumb rested on your clit and started rubbing it softly. your mouth gaped open in pleasure and you clung onto his shoulders in desperation.
“feels good?” he asked softly as he kept rubbing your clit and lined himself up against your slit again.
you nodded your head, too lost in pleasure to even reply to his words. he slid himself into you as his cock stretched you open while you were dripping all over him already.
“you’re okay, easy. just breathe it out, okay?” jake said.
a shaky inhale goes through your nose and out of your lips. your thighs are slightly trembling, and jake looked more wrecked than you did. didn’t know that was possible.
you sank down on the rest of his length. saying that it was overwhelming was an understatement. you felt him everywhere. the feeling’s overwhelming, it’s full or hot and you feel him stretching you in places that borders on too much for your liking.
“fuck, you’re tight,” he breathes out as he leans on your shoulder, holding your hips tight to keep himself together. it definitely wasn’t working well.
you start rocking your hips back ‘n forth at a slow pace, something that you knew you could handle. finding a rhythm, you grind down, the wet sounds of the two of you filling the silent car.
his head leans back, eyes fluttering shut as he grips onto your hips to keep you going.
“baby, you have no idea how good you feel.” he said gentle soft, holding you while you rode him.
you hesitated to pick up the pace, but you placed your hands on his chest and rode him slightly quicker than you did before. the new pace makes his cock hit your cervix deeper, you whine out, head dropping forward in pleasure.
he takes his chance to lean forward and kiss you, all tongue and desperation into it. he pulls back, breathing messed up and looking at you like he needs more.
“my god, you feel fucking—perfect,” his voice cracking at the end of his sentence.
you’re chasing friction from him at this point, something hot and warm building up low in your stomach. you could feel him fighting his urge by the way he grips your waist tighter, to flip you on your back and fuck you into the car seat.
“god—you take me so well baby,” he moaned out as he couldn’t hold himself back and he bucked his hips into you.
“fuck,” you moaned out, your walls clenching around him at the sudden movement.
“sorry—you feel too good, i can’t help myself,” he said with his hands tightening around your hips.
you could tell that he was losing his self-control towards you. he started babbling, half-words, half-praises telling you how tight you were, how pretty, how perfect.
“please let me cum, please,please,” he said, desperation dripping from his tone. “please, i’ll be so good,” and that pushes you towards the edge. the way he barely holds his self composure, the begging tone in his voice.
he cums after you, whines and curses constantly falling out of his mouth, hips thrusting up as he spills inside you.
you both fall apart over each other, slick with sweat, breathing ragged.
he pulled you in, giving you a kiss on the nose.
“you okay?” he muttered, quiet and soft.
you leaned in and gave him a kiss.
“i’m okay,” you muttered back.
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ᢉ𐭩 ending note:::
had to rewrite cause i lost the fucking draft i first had of this, got me mad at 1am. so glad i finally finished this. lowkey haven’t wrote in a minute and in a minute, i mean eight months, so… yea. might be a lil rusty but shi i tried my best.
#jake4life
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p.s, thank you for reading, very grateful overall.💔