#jakesworld!

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MISCELLANEOUS ONE SHOTS !

note from author all works are 18+ ; ☽ indicates explicit sexual content; home

includes ... BRUCE WAYNE (BATTINSON); RAFE CAMERON; JAKE SULLY; ETHAN LANDRY; STILES STILINSKI; MIKE SCHMIDT; LUKE CASTELLAN; PAUL ATREIDES; ART DONALDSON, TASHI DUCNAN

BRUCE WAYNE !

❝ after party ❞ ☽ 1.3k+ words 

after a tiring night out, bruce just wants to bury himself between your thighs

RAFE CAMERON !

❝ west village ❞ ☽ 1.1k+ words

all good things must come to an end, and that includes your relationship with rafe

JAKE SULLY !

❝ east to west ❞ ☽ 3k+ words 

sometimes you and jake argue. sometimes those arguments end up with him fucking you against a tree.

ETHAN LANDRY !

❝ stuck with you ❞ 1.6k+ words

by a stroke of sheer bad luck, you end up stuck in an elevator with your self proclaimed worst enemy

❝ bad taste ❞ 1k+ words

you're partnered with ethan landry for a 2000s-esque 'baby project'

❝ just a little bit ❞ ☽ 2.4k+

there's something about the heat of camp nightingale that makes you really want ethan landry

MIKE SCHMIDT !

❝ nothing real ❞ 1.3k+ words

usually haircuts don't include intense longing. but usually, mike doesn't get a haircut from the person he desires most

⇀ ❝ haunting your bed ❞ 2.2k+ words

you, mike, and abby bake a chocolate cake and mike gets to taste it from your lips

PAUL ATREIDES !

❝ do you believe in us? ❞ ☽ 5.4k+

you and paul become stepsiblings, but don't stop your affairs

ART DONADLSON !

❝ sweet as a grape ❞ ☽ 3.6k+

you make art's loss feel like a win

TASHI DUNCAN !

❝ spinnin' out waiting ❞ ☽ 4.2k+

reuniting with tashi in a hotel bar

LOGAN HOWLETT !

❝ go about things the wrong way ❞ ☽ 5k+

logan is a hypocrite. not that you're complaining

❝ i want your video ❞ ☽ 6.5k+

your roommate asks you to film a porno with him

JAKE SERESIN !

❝ house calls ❞ ☽ 1.8k+

your mechanic charges extra for house calls

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visiting family in Texas rn and crying bc i’m just imagining bringing Jake (tgm) to meet your family 🤕

thinking about how insanely charismatic he is. like instantly your mom loves him. he's all "yes ma'am" and "no ma'am" without any hesitation, because it's how he was raised, too. and if it's a gathering with extended family, aunts and uncles and cousins, they all love him. he's so easy going with the kids, letting them climb all over him, making faces at babies in their mothers laps. he knows not to overstep and hover over dads and uncles as they stand at the grill.

it's a completely different jake from the one at work. his charisma is more relax at home than it is at work. surrounded by your family, he finally lets go of the need to prove himself, and of his superiority complex.

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do u reckon frat!jake seresin would've dressed up as ghostface at one of his frat parties 🤭

absolutely. he has been every single slutty halloween costume ever. there was deff an era where there was a halloween party every day of the week for like a week and a half and jake was just running through slutty costume after slutty costume. until he ends up with ghostface.

and at first he's miffed because "the costume covers the money maker" but then he sees how many girls are really into ghostface/masked men and suddenly he's thinking of how many other masked men he could be before halloween is over.

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JAKE SULLY PISS KINK SMUT WITH A BRAT READER PLEASE

AHH-HHHHHH-HHHHHHHHHHHH

SMUT 18+ w/ a (forced) piss kink obvi

you can't truly regret your previous actions, especially when they got you in the position that you desired.

almost. you were almost in the position you desired. almost everything was right; jake was fucking you like you wanted, all angry and hot and bothered. you were under him, your legs spread wide and thrown over his shoulders to let him reach the deepest pits within you. and that spitefulness he only possesses when you push him to the limit was there, too, and you were enjoying it. it it weren't for the hand on your lower abdomen.

earlier, when jake continued to pull you closer to him whenever you complained about having to go pee, you hadn't thought much of it. when he pushed more and more liquids into your hands at dinner, you passed it off as him just wanting to keep you hydrated. but you should've known better.

because if you were plotting, so was jake. he knew he would succumb to your bratty teasing, and he knew what he would do when he did.

fuck you to the brink of passing out, and hold a hand on your bladder to torture you even more.

you whined and thrashed and complained, but he only gave you a particularly harsh thrust, tilted his head in a warning, and held your hands above your head with his previously free hand.

you were close to cumming, and you wanted to. save for the fact that you knew if you came, you would let go all over jake. you were willing to take a certain level of embarrassment, and that level was no where near pissing on your mate.

jake knew he was winning. his teasing smile told you that as much.

"jake," you tried again, your hands attempting to lift from their confines to caress jakes cheeks, a weak spot for him. he tightened his hold and grunted. "please let go, please."

he shook his head. "you got yourself in this predicament, honey. wanted 't be a little brat the entire night. thought it was funny then, didn't you?"

you shake your head, your eyes squeezing shut. jake chuckled lowly. "uh-uh, don't lie. good little fuck toys don't lie."

"'m not lying, jake." you were. but you were so fucked out that you didn't notice.

"look at me, honey," you don't listen to him. "look at me." his voice sterns and your eyes softly open to stare at him. his ears are laying flat against his head, but when you whine they perk up. "there she is."

"'m sorry, jake. please don't make me do it."

"do what?" he feigns innocence. "you wanna cum, don't you?"

you nod. "then cum. there's nothing holding you back." painfully, jake pushes down especially hard on your bladder then and you have to audibly control yourself.

"don't hold out on me, sweetheart. you know you wanna. so go ahead and do it." and truthfully, the thought of sweet release outweighs the possible embarrassment for only a split second, but that split second is enough for you to release your constricting and let loose all over jake, cumming with a loud cry and the release of your bladder only amplifies your orgasm.

jakes hand leaves your lower abdomen to slide down to your mound, where he lets his thumb circle your clit to aid you through your release.

"there you go. 'atta girl."

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JAKE AND COCKWARMING WOOOO SMUT 16+

jakes loves cockwarming. it’s true. i would know.

often, it’s something that comes about naturally. almost accidentally. short bursts of stillness, listening to each others breaths, being completely and utterly in tune as his hips sit flush against yours and his cock fits snugly in your barely fluttering walls. moments like these occur in the beginning or ending stages of sex. when he’s gathering his bearings. you love him like that. your hands cup his cheeks if he’s above you, they sprawl across his chest when he’s under you. or you reach back and graze the skin on his hip if he’s behind you.

either way, you just feel him. you like to look at the way his eyes flutter shut, and the way he’s manually breathing now. your ears perk up and turn forward so you can listen for his little moans and pants. the soft sounds that he makes goes straight into every inch and fiber of your entire being. he’ll praise you, even when you’re doing nothing. “feel so good around me, sweetheart” “made just for me”. his praises are testaments of the sheer amount of love he has for you. these moments are soft, loving, intimate.

the moments where he cockwarms you for the fun of it holds some of those emotions. but there’s something else there. he’s mostly the same. the same praises, soft sounds, devotional feelings. but you notice the restraint in him, as if he’s keeping himself from pleasure, away from the edge, on purpose. he likes to cuddle you in these moments, holding you tight to his chest with his hands running along your bare back and shoulders and waist and hips and ass.

your eyes close, and your breathing evens, but you’re aware. there’s pressure between your thighs, and an itch that begs to be scratched deep in your stomach, so there’s no way that you’ll be able to sleep. forcing your breath to even is the only way you’re able to restrain the mewls and pleas that threaten to spill from your lips.

but if you think you’re in a bad state, jake is way worse. his hips twitch, and he’s grunting. every so often, you’ll twitch and accidentally contract around his cock, and he’ll hiss, or suck in a lung full of stale air. you try to apologize with a kiss to his neck or shoulder or jaw, but that makes it so much worse. moments like these end up with jake holding you down and losing himself in your cunt, fucking you until your limbs feel more like goo than anything else and he has cum spilling out of you with another load building up.