Guilty - Part 2
Jared Leto x Reader
{A/N} You guys asked for a part two, and hopefully I delivered for this one! I know it’s been a while, but I assure you I’m still writing! I finally finished this little beauty and the next story WILL be Home pt 2 (also finally). The other requests will come after that! Thank ya for bearin with me, puddin’s! 🖤 xo Harley
Warnings: Some pretty hot car sex including: oral sex, a secret daddy kink. Not much of a warning but a good time, if you ask me.
You were still reeling from the past few hours you’d spent working with Jared as you approached the SUV that sat outside of the Hollywood home that was the background to what promised to be one of the best Gucci campaigns yet. Every five minutes your stomach fluttered with butterflies as your mind wandered back to the most intimate scenes you were lucky enough to play out with him.
Aside of your hair and makeup, you were no longer in your 50’s get-up or racy lingerie, but back in the hoodie and Ugg boots you showed up on set in. Once you got into your ride home, you pulled your phone from your bag, absentmindedly clicking through it as the driver started the car. When you lifted your head to gaze out of the window, you noticed a now all too familiar face trotting down the driveway.
“Wait,” you curtly instructed the driver, moving your fingers to roll down the window hastily as Jared appeared.
The grin on his expression was undeniable as he leaned into the window and pushed some hair from his face.
“Where do you think you’re going?” He asked playfully.
“Well.. home,” you responded with a slightly confused smile.
“I don’t think so,” he started. “Actually, I’ve got an appearance to make at the Gucci store on Rodeo. Taking photos, signing autographs. I think it’d be great campaigning if you came along.”
“Is that all I’m good for, Mr. Leto? A campaign?” You joked.
“You’re good for so much more than that.. But I do think people would enjoy seeing us both there,” his eyes bore into yours for a moment before he spoke again. “Besides, I’m not done with you, yet, sweetheart.”
There it was again, that racing feeling in your chest as you drew into yourself in a flirty manner, your lips curving into a smirk.
“Well in that case…”
You opened the door and he stood back as you grabbed your bag and the hanger that contained your pieced together outfit that was draped across the other seat.
“I guess I can work something out,” you finished, offering a cheeky grin before relieving your driver of his duties for the time being.
“Perfect..” Jared winked, taking your bag from you carefully. “Go back in there and get dressed, and we’ll head over. We’ve got about… ten minutes before we have to go.”
Your eyes widened before you started running back into the house, calling back over your shoulder with a laugh. “Thanks for the heads up so far in advance!”
All you could hear was his laugh before you disappeared back into the house and straight for a room to change. You rushed the best you could without messing up your hair and makeup, catching Haley on her way out and having her zip up the back of your dress quickly.
“Have fun! And don’t forget to call me if you need a touch up!” She giggled.
“Thanks, Haley!” You called over your shoulder back into your house as your ran in your heels down the driveway, not paying attention to what was ahead of you. “I’ll give you a call before my next even—“
And with that, your life flashed before your eyes as you felt your heel catch on the edge of what might’ve been a rock. Once the split second passed, you opened your eyes with a gasp, clutching your chest through the clothes you held in your hands. Where you thought you’d hit the ground, you were back in Jared’s arms, being held up right. You relaxed a bit with another deep breath, bringing a hand to your forehead.
“Fuckin’ a,” you breathed as he laughed.
“You’re really falling for me, I’m telling you.”
“Ha-ha, very funny,” you grinned, gaining your bearings again.
“How long was that?” You asked as he took your hand, carefully helping you into the SUV that was there for him.
His touch was just as electric as it had been the first time you felt it just hours earlier.
“About fifteen minutes, but that’s fine, I don’t mind being fashionably late.”
“Oh no, I’m sorry,” you mewled, truly upset that you’d gotten him behind schedule. “I must’ve been talking to Haley longer than I thought.”
He closed the door and you set your things down beside you, smoothing your dress to keep it from getting wrinkled in the ride to the store. Once he entered the car and closed the door, he shifted to get a better look at you, a grin on his lips as he shook his head just slightly.
“They’re going to love seeing you there. It’ll be a big shock, I think.”
“I don’t think anyone will be concerned with me when you’re right there,” you smirked.
“Looking like that? I don’t believe that for one minute.”
A soft blush painted your cheeks as you waved your hand to dismiss him, the driver pulling out of the driveway and heading for the heart of the city.
“I’m nothing special, really.”
His eyes almost seemed to pop out of his head, his fingers moving to lift the hem of your dress just slightly before he draped his arm across the back seat.
“Nothing special? If you weren’t so crazy, I’d think you were insane,” he almost growled, and your breath caught in your chest as your mind immediately fell back to the infamous line in Suicide Squad. “You’re plenty special.”
“I’ll take your word for it!” You laughed, trying to brush off the arousal that just forced its way into your center.
-x-x-x-
Once the SUV pulled up the store, you could see a line of fans down the sidewalk coupled with paparazzi that came to get their own snapshots of the event for the tabloids. Girls and men screamed and cheered, all awaiting Jared’s grand entrance as they realized the car that rolled up was his. It would’ve been deafening if you hadn’t been inside the safety of the vehicle.
He shot you a look, his demeanor changing from slightly guarded but relaxed to completely smug and even more guarded as the door began to open for him. He placed his sunglasses on his face as he got out, the crowd going wild for him. When he turned and offered his hand to you, you slid out as gracefully as possible, taking a tight hold of his hand and stepping out beside him. The crowd roared even louder, and you both lifted your free hands to wave as you made your way in.
Neither of you seemed to notice that you were still holding hands as you walked past the line of people and into the store to take your places in front of a wall for photos. It wasn’t until you let each other go that you realized how natural it’d felt. A sudden spike of embarrassment coursed through you as you looked at your hand for a second, still warm from where his had fit so perfectly.
“Ready, {Y/N}?” He asked.
If it had caught his attention, he gave no indication. With a careful but playful tousle of your hair, you nodded with a smile.
“I’m ready if you are.”
And with that, the doors opened, and security began shuffling people in through an orderly line. It seemed as though people were just as excited to see you as they were to see Jared, and it warmed your heart to know that despite his being such a prominent figure, people were still just as appreciative to meet you. Fame had been a funny thing, but it shocked you every time.
“Hi, {Y/N}, oh my god, I’m so nervous!” A fan gushed. “You’re so gorgeous! And so are you!” She turned to Jared, her eyes wide with adoration.
“Don’t be nervous! We’re human, too!” You assured as she turned around between both of you for a photo.
“I might not be human, actually,” Jared grinned, causing her to giggle.
“Well, he does spend a lot of time on Mars,” you joked, and she giggled again as the camera flashed, blinding you all briefly.
The girl waved another guy over excitedly, and he came running, squeezing himself between you and her. Jared looked over at you, lifting a brow for just a moment before facing the camera again.
“Don’t mind my boyfriend,” the girl started. “He’s just in love with you, {Y/N},” she rolled her eyes jokingly.
“Oh,” you pretended to flirt. “Well it’s my pleasure to meet you, boyfriend.”
“I’m Jared, too,” he nodded, clearly ecstatic to have his hand around your waist for a photo.
“And just as handsome!” You replied.
The guy wasn’t bad looking, but you weren’t serious- you just liked to give the people what they wanted.
Jared leaned over to look at him then. His face was calm, and his tone light as he spoke, but something seemed off. His jaw was just a bit tighter than normal.
“Hey man, there’s only room for one Jared, here,” he joked.
“Is someone jealous?” The girl asked as the camera flashed again before she held out a photo for him to sign.
“Me? No way..” he trailed off as he signed the photo, his eyes still on the task at hand as he spoke again, nonchalantly. “Hey, {Y/N}?”
You turned to face him as he handed the signed picture back to her, the other Jared moving to stand beside his girlfriend once more.
When he looked up again, his hands immediately caught either side of your face, and he pulled you in for another fiery kiss, right in front of everyone who was in the building. It shocked you, probably just as much as the kiss you’d planted on him earlier shocked him. When his tongue slid past your lips, you instinctively let yours roam against it, your hands finding themselves on his shoulders. You weren’t exactly sure if this was good for PR or not, pulling away just a bit with a soft giggle. Noticing his eyes were on yours, a smirk dancing on his lips, you were right. It was game on, now.
“This is war,” you breathed against his lips before turning back to see the crowd, who was completely and utterly gobsmacked.
A large smile remained on your still perfectly painted lips, (thanks, Haley) as you waved over the next fans in line. You shot him another look, biting your lip. He shook his head and winked at you before you both carried on like nothing for the remaining time, signing autographs and smiling for the camera, bantering with fans who asked just what the hell that kiss was about and laughing in between.
It was hard to believe so much time had passed when you hugged the last person in line. When they walked out of the door, Jared immediately took your hand and began to run back to the front of the store with you, heading for the exit himself.
“What are you doing?” You laughed, running behind him as you dodged shelving and racks.
“I’m done waiting,” was all he said, a grin evident in his voice as you both snuck past the doors and straight into the car that had brought you both there.
When he shut the door behind you, his eyes glanced toward the empty drivers seat before he grabbed your waist and held your stare with an intensity you hadn’t yet seen. You exhaled at the touch, unable to hide your arousal this time as he brushed his lips against your ear, inhaling the scent of Gucci Guilty that still lingered in your hair and on your skin.
“It’s been hard enough watching everyone else get to touch you all day. It’s my turn,” his voice was low and full of lust, turning you to putty in his hands. “That Jared kid might as well have been fucking you with his eyes,” he scoffed lightly.
Your fingertips ran down the nape of his neck before you grabbed his collar and pulled him even closer with a quiet giggle at his random jealousy. You didn’t think you’d caught his eye that much. There was no concern about wrinkling your dress this time as his hand met your thigh, the warmth of his touch radiating through you as he slid it upward agonizingly slow.
“Do you think you can handle it?” You taunted him lightly, the brat in you rearing her adorable head once more that day.
“I should be asking you that, babydoll,” he said just above a whisper, his fingertips brushing over the fabric of your thin panties.
Your breath hitched- once he started, there was going to be no stopping the two of you. You were suddenly thankful for the blackout tinting that wrapped around every window as his fingertips pressed against your sex, rubbing teasing circles over where you needed it the most. Without hesitation, you quickly sat up, shifting in your seat and reaching for the fly of his pants, almost ripping them open and tugging them down a bit, revealing a certain sight for sore eyes. Your teeth sunk into your lower lip as your eyes raked over his erect member, he was well endowed, and even though all you wanted was to feel just how big he was, you needed to taste him, more so.
A rush of adrenaline and heightened emotions laced with desire from your steamy kiss earlier, coupled with the one he surprised you with in the store as came pouring in thick like molasses. You were clouded by lust, and so was he. That made it all the more exciting.
His fingers tangled within your made up hair as he watched your every move, biting into his own lip as he lead your head downward. You took his cock into your delicate hand, stroking him a few times gently before wrapping your lips around the head. The sound he made was that of relief, as though he’d been dying for you just as badly as you had been for him.
It was hard to keep yourself from going all in all at once with the desperation that pooled between your thighs, but you wanted to show him you were serious. That this was war. Whether that made him turn around and tear you apart or not was a gamble- and you just so happened to be a gambling woman.
You continued to tease him, sliding your mouth just a bit more down his length. The sucking sensation you offered him was gentle, not enough to completely satisfy, but just enough to get him to grit his teeth and tighten his grip on your hair.
“Such a little tease…” he breathed, looking down at the sight of you in his lap. His eyelids were heavy with desire as he pushed your head down just a bit more, almost using you to tease himself.
You couldn’t help the moan that fell from your lips as you felt his hard cock slide further into your mouth. Suddenly, you were famished for what only he could give you. Your eyes closed as you savored him, the feeling of such an intimate part of him yours and yours only to toy with- if only in the moment. Without anymore hesitation, you went all in, taking initiative and gliding your lips down his member until they came as close as they could to his groin.
“Just like that, sweetheart..” he groaned, his head falling back just slightly as he thrusted upward into your mouth, his own desperation getting the better of him.
Your tongue licked and pressed against every inch it could find as you suctioned away, your moans mingling with his as your hand reached to pump him as well. It was heaven on earth, the most excited you’d ever been to give anyone head, but as you felt him grow harder and harder, you couldn’t hold back anymore. You curtly pulled off of him, the back of your hand smearing your lipstick just a bit more as you dragged it over your saliva laden lips.
The expression on his features was that of slight confusion and curiosity as he watched you sit up, and slide out of your panties. There was no pushing them aside for the way you were about to ride him. Your cheeks were flush and your body was needy as his hands met your hips, helping you straddle him as your dress bunched up around your thighs. You were soaking wet as you slid your folds over his hard cock, your clit already engorged from the slightest amount of friction. His lips locked with yours as he gripped onto your backside, grinding your sex against him even harder as he breathed heavily against your lips. Every sense was heightened as you braced yourself on his shoulder and the back of the seat.
You looked down into his large blue eyes as you rolled your hips against him once more, lifting yourself up and taking him to the hilt in one swift downward swoop. His thick cock filled your velvety walls completely, the sudden warmth and fullness like a dream to every nerve ending in your nether regions. It was uncontrollable now, the carnal instinct that kicked in as you began to rock your hips- taking from him exactly what you’d been craving from the moment you got to lay in bed with him.
“Oh fuck.. You feel so good..” was all you could manage through unrelenting moans.
Jared’s own moan filled the space around you as he took pleasure in being deep inside your core, his hips bucking just the same to satiate himself the only way he could.
You gripped onto his shoulder harder as you bit into your lower lip. There was nothing more you could focus on than the feeling of his large shaft gliding in and out of your overstimulated center. Your clit throbbed with satisfaction as you felt him hitting every right spot and angle from inside, your g-spot getting the brunt of all of it.
“You like riding this cock, baby?” He rasped, lifting his hand from your hip to slap your ass and grip it firmly before holding onto you again.
“Oh god yes..” you groaned, tilting your head back just slightly as your body fell up and down against his. The closeness was more than you could handle. Though you’d just been in a bed half-naked with him, this was far more intimate than anything that had taken place before. His teeth met your neck, biting into your soft flesh as his hands explored your frame, landing on your hair and squeezing your neck for stolen moments in between. His breath against your skin drove you wild as he morphed each bite into sucking, trailing down to the tops of your breasts in your dress.
When his hands landed back on your hips, you held him even closer to your body as you felt your climax nearing already. Your pussy gushed around him without reservation as he pumped up into you needily, hastily and with absolutely no remorse.
Hearing his breathing so heavy already was thrilling. You were doing exactly what you’d set out to do, and you were doing it well. Cumming on his cock was the only end game in your mind.
“Oh, Jared…” you breathed, unable to stifle any moaning.
“That’s my good girl…” he groaned, the look on his face that of pure relinquishment.
He was just as close as you were, and you could tell with every passing second. There were no wrong answers, and your mind suddenly began to go into overdrive, pulling out all of the stops as you felt yourself on the brink of what already felt like the best orgasm you’d ever had.
“Oh… fuck…” you began, whimpering as your gaze met his.
“Come on baby girl,” he urged, eager to see his effect on you.
“Oh… Daddy..!” You cried, and he held his hand over your mouth as he continued to stare deep into your eyes, thrusting into you with a merciless rhythm.
This might have been a war you started, but he was certainly winning it as you gave into him completely, your body trembling with pleasure with every touch he offered you. The intensity of his stare cut layers through your soul as he took every ounce of pleasure in seeing you come undone for him.
You noticed the aroused yet slightly surprised expression that washed over his countenance at the word ‘daddy.’ You’d kept that kink a secret for years, from both partners who tried to tap into your fantasies to friends who were simply curious, but there was no hiding it when the man between your legs was so deserving of the title.
He picked up the pace with ease, leaving you no way to keep your release at bay any longer. Your pussy clenched around his length, the tightening only allowing you more pleasure as the the delicious tingling sensation became almost beautifully unbearable. Cumming for him was the easy part as you let yourself go, bouncing on his member as your small cries of tear spiking euphoria were stifled against his hand.
“Shhh, babydoll,” he whispered, his voice gruff and sultry. “Shh..”
The thought of having to be quiet was even hotter as you gasped, milking every second of your climax that you could while he was unable to hold off anymore. His cock throbbed, spilling inside of your warm walls, his load mixed with your arousal, seeping from your sweet spot with every thrust. Seeing you a mess for him was more than he could handle as he came, rasping your name like a deep and indispensable prayer.
His hand moved from your mouth to your hip again as he brought you down onto his cock harder and rougher. He wanted every bit of you he could get as he came, addicted to your pussy already. His fingertips gripped onto you over the fabric of your dress as he held you down, his thrusts into your wetness slowing, but getting deeper as he exhaled.
Without thinking, you leaned in and pressed your lips to his, locking them in a kiss that matched no other you’d previously shared as you continued to ride him. Out of breath was an understatement, but you would’ve happily died right there just to be the girl to get him off better than any other could’ve.
You pressed your lips against his as hard as you could, and he met your passion right back. There was no getting enough of each other and his hands moved to grab your face, gripping onto you as though if he let go, you might disappear.
When you finally needed air, you gasped against his open mouth, your eyes still closed as you rocked your hips slowly. Reluctantly, you pulled off of him and sat in his lap, trying to catch your breath as he did the same, a smirk on his perfect, swollen lips.
“And I’m supposed to let you go now?” He quipped, the slight seriousness in his voice eluding to his joke only being half-joking.
Feeling all too needy and clingy as once, you shook your head quickly.
“No.. You don’t ever have to let me go if you don’t want to,” you said quietly between soft breaths.
His hand reached for your hair, pushing some of it from your slightly damp face.
“I really don’t want to,” he said, the smirk that was once on his lips, gone.
After a moment, your {E/C} eyes met his blue ones again. He seemed to drink in your features as you spoke.
“Good.. Because I don’t want you to.”
“I can’t go against such a sweet, and yet so bad, girl’s desires then, can I?” He grinned.
Despite already being exerted from your rendezvous, you could feel the blush rising to your cheeks as you licked your lips with a smirk and gave a soft shrug.
“Do me a favor?” He asked again.
“Anything.”
The grin on his lips formed back into a smirk as he traced your lips with his thumb slowly, something sensual clearly on his mind as his eyes trailed from your lips to your eyes slowly.
“Call me daddy again..”
