thinking of jackieshauna where jackie cheats on jeff cause he can't get her off. shauna who's full of rage that jeff gets to show off jackie despite her cumming to shauna's name every night. shauna who wants everyone to know jackie is hers so she starts biting her harder, starts giving her hickies that take weeks to fade away, digs her nails in till blood draws every time. it gets so bad that people start pulling jackie away from jeff, start telling her she deserves better than a violent man. jeff who's confused at the sudden vitriol everyone has for him. jackie who loves the blood red on her skin, loves how shauna is the only one who doesn't treat her like a porcelain doll.
cw: angsty smut anyone? reader is very mean to themselves and jackie sorry sorry! Internalized homophobia, jackie is not happy with herself or her feelings. Jackie cheating on jeff with you.
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an: Baby’s first time writing full smut…. I’ve never had sex so I don’t know how good this is…. Ahh nervous…. gulps
You haven’t talked to her since she bought the vibrator, you figured she’d need a little space and time to get used to this situation. And it’s not like she was reaching out to you at all. She avoided you even more than before. But, honestly, this space has been helpful for you too. You’ve been trying not to come off so strong, you feel like you’re really making her feel uncomfortable after some reflection and that’s the last thing you want. So, that marks you trying to avoid interactions with the women you’re attracted to.
Jackie approached you at the end of the English class you shared. Apparently her parents are out of town and you're invited to a sleep over! You assume the whole team is gonna be there. That’s the only time she’s invited you somewhere. You just kind stared at her for a second before trying to do a friendly smile (it came out more like a grimace), telling her you’d think about it. You won’t think about it, you’re absolutely not going. It sounds like a wet dream to you and that’s a problem. You don’t wanna play all the sleepover games with her. Don’t wanna play seven minutes in heaven, or spin the bottle, or truth or dare. You’re gross enough for imagining her under you, you don’t need anymore fuel to come up with even more scenarios to get yourself off at night.
Jackie isn’t sure why she invited you over, it’s probably a bad idea. Actually, it’s definitely a bad idea, the worst one she’s ever had. But, maybe if she talked to you about it, she’ll realize she’s not actually attracted to you and she’s just attracted to someone who is confident sexually. I mean, Jeff is confident but not like you are. At least that's what she’s telling herself, the only excuse she could come up with that she hasn’t already debunked with her overthinking.
You go to the sleepover. You brought it up in passing to your parents and they insisted you go, darn these annoyingly supportive parents. You’re kind of irritated, you had a routine. Every night you’d eat dinner, masturbate, take a shower and go to bed. You already know you’re gonna be irritated the whole night because you didn’t jerk off to whatever sexual situation came to mind. But you’re trying to have high hopes, maybe it’ll be good to do something normal with her. This’ll be like exposure therapy!
You take a deep breath as you stand in front of her door, watching your parents drive out sight. Too late to back out now. You’re starting to over think this. Was it stupid to show up in pajamas? You feel stupid for styling your hair a different way too. God, you’re starting to sweat, thinking about every little bad thing that could happen as you feel your mouth go dry. You could walk home, yeah it’s dark out and your parents would get pissed if they realized you snuck back home but it’s better than what can happen here. God, who the hell contemplates sneaking BACK home? You, and it’s making you feel worse, as if you needed another excuse to feel like a weirdo. The team would understand, right? Just tell them your parents don’t like sleepovers on Monday when you see them. Yeah that works. Just as you’re about to turn around to leave Jackie opens the door. She smiles, “finally, I was starting to think you wouldn’t come.” Before you could greet her she’s pulling you into her ridiculously big house.
When you enter her house, obviously, you assumed to see the rest of the team already there. But it’s empty. You furrow your brow. “Is everybody late or something?” Jackie blinks, “uhm. No. No one else is coming.” Her voice is kind meek, she shuffles over to the kitchen. “I thought it’d be good to be just us, you know? Things between us have been tense.”
You follow her to the kitchen and take a deep breath. “I mean, I don’t think they’ve ever been relaxed but I get what you mean…. I’m glad you’re being mature about this now. We can move past this weird situation.” You wave your hand like you’re shooing away a thought. Right now, you’re panicking inside. She invited you to her house for a sleepover, all alone?! Why would she do that? “Uhm, so, does Jeff know about this?” You ask Jackie.
She isn’t sure if you’re talking about this specific sleepover or your entire relationship, but the answer is no for both so she shakes her head. “He doesn’t need to know, it’s not like it’s anything serious.” Your hand tightens around the strap of your bag. “Not serious, right.” You furrowed your brow.
She was quiet for a second, just staring at each other for a minute before she awkwardly gets ready to talk. You cut her off before she gets the chance. “Why did you even invite me over?” She looks caught off guard, “and don’t give me that bonding bullshit. Sleepovers are for friends, not people who have our relationship.”
Jackie frowns, “you think we aren’t friends?” She’s offended. “Jackie, you slapped me and called me a pervert, no, I don’t consider us friends.” You cross your arms over your chest.
“What- I apologized for that, what more do you want from me?!” She exclaims. “I want you to admit you didn’t invite me over to be your fucking friend. Normal people would’ve invited me to the mall or for lunch if they wanted to just be friends.”
“I’m not supposed to want this, why are you making me feel bad about it?” Jackie gets quieter. So do you. “I’m not trying to make you feel bad, I’m just sick of pretending like we aren’t into each other. There’s a reason you put up with me and it’s not because you’re just oh so friendly.” You take a step closer, a small smirk coming onto your face. “Just say it, Jackie. That’s all you gotta do.”
Jackie stares at you before her eyes drift to your lips. You can practically see the switch in her head flip before she pounces on you. Her lips smashed into yours, her arms wrapped around your neck. Your arms wrap around her waist as you kiss back, you moan a bit in the kiss. God, this is hot. You got her angry enough for her to start making out with you, you bet Jeff hasn’t made her do that. You drop your bag on the ground, there wasn’t anything too important in there so you don’t worry about putting it somewhere specific. You smile into the kiss as your hands drift to her ass. You didn’t squeeze yet, just held them there.
She basically shoves her tongue into your mouth, catching you off guard but it’s definitely not unwelcome. Your tongues swirl together and bounce between your mouths. She’s a moaning, panting mess. You feel her hips start bucking into yours. “Mmf, Jackie- Jackie. Where’s your room?” You mumble the words between her kisses. She pulls back for a second. And for that second you’re scared you took it too far, or that she’ll suddenly snap out of it and freak out. Instead, she grabs your hand and drags you up the stairs. You eagerly follow behind.
Once you get to the room, she’s on you again. You barely get inside before she’s shoving you against the door and kissing you deeply. ‘Gosh, you didn’t even look at the room yet’ you think. You open your eyes for a second to look at the room. You notice the bed and you start pushing her back towards the bed. She understands and walks backwards, falling onto the bed that’s definitely not made for two. She smiles up at you as she props herself onto her shoulders. You crawl on top of her, smiling shyly. Both of your lips are swollen and covered in spit. “Hey.” You choke out. Jackie laughs a bit. “Hi.”
You leaned down and started laying kisses onto her neck and shoulders. She sighs and closes her eyes, enjoying the feeling. Her left hand rests on your shoulder, pushing you down slightly, you get the message. Your hand shakily snakes under her shirt, the shirt bunches up around your wrist as you drag your hand up her torso. You’re both breathing heavily as you push the shirt over her small breasts. She leans and puts her arms up so you can pull the shirt off of her. You pull away from her body for a second, just admiring. “You’re so beautiful.” You murmur.
She smiles a bit, “thank you….” Part of you wants to rush this part. Just ripping off her clothes and diving between her thighs like a manic. But she’s enjoying this right now, as far as you can tell. And you are too. You kiss her chest, slowing down to savor this moment. Your lips brush against her nipple and you glance up to see her reaction, her breath hitches so you continue. Your tongue peaks out and drags against the light brown bud. You make your way down with kisses, getting to just below her belly button before your fingers reach underneath her waist band.
“This okay?” You ask softly, she nods. “God, yes.” She lets out breathlessly. You smile against her skin and pull down her shorts and underwear in one go. Now you're face to face with her pussy. It’s shaven which you’re a bit disappointed by, but the idea of her shaving to prepare for this moment like she knew it was gonna happen makes your clit twitch.
You take two fingers and spread her lips apart, just admiring the folds and the deep pink color. The wetness coats your fingers as your hot breath fans across her clit. She blushes, “Jesus, don’t look at it like that.” She huffed. You laugh. “Sorry, you’re just so pretty, every inch of you.” You kiss her thighs as you talk. You’re absolutely jerking off to this when you get home.
Jackie puts her hand on the back of your head and impatiently pushes it down a bit. “Please.” She whines. You listen to her. Licking one big stripe up her slit. She moans softly in response. You’re not entirely sure what she’s into. Honestly, she doesn’t even know what she’s into. Jeff never did this for her. You start out slow, licking lazy circles around her clit and sucking occasionally. This is enough to make her gasp but she pants out a small ‘more’.
You don’t need to be told twice, you’re pushing your tongue harsher against her clit as you move your head up and down. She’s moaning your name and it’s going straight to your pussy. One of your hands slips down into your pants, rubbing your clit in time with your licks. The other hand is holding on her thigh for leverage. You pull back a bit and let a glob of your spit fall onto her clit, you watch it fall through her folds. Her pussy clenches and flutters. You dive back with renewed interest in making her finish in your mouth.
Her hands are clenched around the expensive sheets you lay on. Your hand rubbed your clit faster, hoping to cum when she does. This goes on for a while, licking, sucking, and rubbing. You assume she’s getting close, she’s whining more and her breaths are shorter. Which thank god that she’s close, while you’re absolutely enjoying this, you’re getting pretty tired. Your jaw aches and your tongue is tired, you didn’t even know your tongue could get tired!
She finally came with a loud exhale, her thighs shook and clamped around her head. You kept licking until she finally relaxed, prolonging her orgasm for her but mostly to try to cum with her. You didn’t get to cum before she was pushing your head away, and while that is kind of disappointing you still had a good time. You pulled away with a smile, the lower half of your face was covered in her slick and your own spit.
She huffed as you laid next to her. “So, better than Jeff?” You ask teasingly. “Bet it was better than that toy too.” Jackie seemed to freeze up at the mention of Jeff. “We’re not doing that again.” Jackie suddenly pulled the covers over her body.
You blinked, the smile leaving your face as you watched her uncomfortably stare anywhere that wasn’t you. “oh. Okay.” You say, biting the inside of your lip. “That’s okay, I guess. We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to…” You didn’t even try to hide the disappointment in your voice. “Does that mean you didn’t like it?”
“I don’t want to talk about it.” She looked angry which made you pause. You sat up and looked at her. “Jackie.” You say, “if I did something wrong I want you to tell me.” She just shook her head. “It’s not you…. I just, ugh.” She sat up too, “I’m supposed to be with Jeff. And I just cheated on him with you.”
The way she said ‘you’ caught you off guard. God, every time she talks about you it’s like you’re the devil and she’s ashamed of you. “Jesus, Jackie.” You shake your head. “You don’t have to sound so disgusted by me. Surely, I don’t disturb you that much.”
Jackie kept quiet. You sigh. “You know what, why don’t you call Jeff and get him to clean *my* lips off of you.” You say sarcastically. “I bet he wouldn’t even consider it cheating, he’d probably ask to join next time because he’s a fucking moron who can’t realize who’s girlfrined is a lesbian.”
“You don’t know my boyfriend, shut up!” She shouts, you pressed your lips together. “Mhm, well I think you know him and you wish you didn’t. But keep telling yourself that you like him. I’m sure you’re super fucking happy with him.” You got out of her bed and walked towards the door. You look at her for a split second, her face is red as angry tears streamed down her puffy cheeks. You wanted to comfort her. You knew she was probably going through a lot mentally and you’d apologize for it later. But right now you just felt like lashing out at her even more.
It’s not the fact that she doesn’t want to do this again, it’s how she goes about telling you. You haven’t even washed her cum off your face and she’s already yelling at you to get out of her house. She couldn’t even admit she likes the touch from someone of the same sex. You don’t have to put up with her emotions if she doesn’t even put yours into consideration.
She treats you like shit, right now, every single little thing she’s done to you is running through your mind. Every time she looked at you like you were beneath her, and not in a good way. Every time she talked about you like you were unworthy of her attention.
You shake your head and leave her room, slamming the door behind you. You go back to her kitchen and wash your face and hands quickly. You know it’s stupid to leave so late at night but you’re so frustrated you don’t care. You shake your hands dry and grab your bag, you throw it over your shoulder and leave her house. You walk all the way back to your house in your pajamas. You assume the look on your face makes you look unapproachable because nobody talked to you. Not even at the busy bar you passed. The cool night air helps the tension leave your shoulders as you make it home. You lock the front door behind you and take a deep breath, going to your room and tossing your bag on the floor next to your bed.
Jackie holds back a sob as she hears you leave. God, she couldn’t figure out what was wrong with her. She didn’t wanna feel like this. Everything was going fine before you came around. Her relationship was fine, her friendships were fine, her life was fine. But then you came in, just being yourself and you had her infatuated. Being around you made her realize that her life was boring. Every time there was a dull moment of silence she thought back to you and how you would try to ruffle her feathers. You make her heart race in a way she doesn’t want to explain. She says it’s frustration, but deep inside she knows it’s excitement.
You sit on your bed for a bit, just thinking. You’re not as angry as you were, but now you’re just kinda sad. You sigh, your body full of regret as you stare at the floor. You know what you do when you’re upset? You jerk off! It’s probably not the best thing to do but you didn’t even get to cum earlier. You reach for the box underneath your bag and grab your waterproof mini wand. You grab some other clothes and get ready for a shower. You pause, deciding to leave a note on the front door for your parents. You’re definitely falling asleep after you finish, you’re probably gonna sleep in, and since you’re not at Jackie’s house, they might panic. You write ‘back home, don’t need to get picked up!’ with your name at the bottom. You tape it to the front door and head to the shower.
You strip down and get into the shower, letting the warm water run down your nude body. Putting the wand on your clit and letting it buzz against you, you envision her. Her pretty pussy, her pretty breasts, her pretty face…. That was covered in tears when you left. Ugh, don’t think about that right now. Just focus on what she tasted like, how she sounded while moaning your name…. Or how she sniffled while your back was turned to her. Okay, this isn’t working, and you’re frustrated. You just wanna cum, you’ve never felt so guilty that you can’t jerk off. You sigh and turn off the vibrator, setting it to the side. You think this is the first shower you’ve had without jerking off in a while, you just scrub your body and get out.
You’re laying in your warm bed with a clean body, normally, you’d feel content in this situation. But you can only think about how you’re now too emotionally invested with Jackie Taylor to relax. Practice is gonna fucking suck.
another an: i was planning on making this more fluffy but the angst took over me like venom, I'll try to make the next time happier.... maybe😣
Headcanon that Jackie’s parents helped pay for Shauna and Jeff’s wedding. Either that or Jackie was going to wear her mom’s wedding dress when she got married but then Shauna got it instead. Ghost Jackie shows up to the wedding.
