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[houseoftwins2]

Favourite Student of Anubis House? (Boys)

Favourite boy?

Eddie

Alfie

Jerome

Mick

Fabian

Voting ended onJun 3

[the-fiction-witch]

Together

Showing - House Of Anubis Staring - Jerome Clarke (Age up) x Reader Rating - 12 Reading Time - (735)

Jerome was practically vibrating with excitement in his seat as Y/n deftly navigated down the bustling street, the vibrant cityscape whizzing by outside the car window. The sun cast warm rays that danced across the dashboard, illuminating their faces with a golden glow. As they approached the large, impressive store, Y/n skillfully slid into a snug parking space. Jerome could hardly contain his enthusiasm, his eyes sparkling with anticipation for what lay ahead inside the store.

"Are you excited?!" Jerome smiled,

"Yes," Y/n laughed as they climbed out of the car, "Clearly not as excited as you," she mumbled,

Jerome grabbed her hand, pulling her eagerly through the glass doors of the store.

As they stepped inside, they were immediately enveloped by a potent mix of artificial plastic and warm cinnamon fragrance. The air vibrated with the strains of classic Christmas music, filling every corner of the bustling shop. Glitter sparkled under the fluorescent lights, creating a twinkling carpet on the polished tile floor.

Alise after alise of seasonal displays, all being stocked by young workers in cheap, ill-fitting elf uniforms, who moved methodically, their eyes reflecting a mix of forced cheerfulness and the weary detachment of minimum-wage labour. Each shelf was meticulously arranged, showcasing an array of festive items, from dazzling ornaments to plush holiday figures, all vying for the attention of eager shoppers.

Jerome grabbed a metal trolley and put his arm around Y/n in such a way that she had no choice but to stand between him and the trolley with his hands on the handle on either side of her. "Can't you just smell the holiday cheer, my dearest?"

"I guess," she agreed as they slowly began to wander the store. She watched Jerome, rather confused at his desire to look at so many items, "What has gotten into you?"

"Whatever do you mean?" He asked, laying his head on her shoulder and pouting dramatically,

"Why are you so giddy about Christmas shopping?"

"Can I not be excited?"

"You can, but you never usually care. You didn't care even half this much last year."

"Yeah, well, that was last year," he shrugged,

"And pray tell, what makes last year so different from this year?"

"Not important," He said, kissing her cheek,

As they meandered through the vibrant displays, their voices mingled with the soft background music, lively discussions and animated debates about each item. Soon enough, they filled their trolley with a captivating assortment of decorations, glittering ornaments in rich jewel tones, handcrafted garlands adorned with delicate pinecones, and twinkling fairy lights. Although the collection was not strictly themed, the eclectic mix seemed to harmonise beautifully, as if each piece complemented the next, creating a unique and inviting aesthetic.

Once they checked out, Jerome loaded the back of the car up and climbed in to see Y/n glaring at him.

"Yes, my dearest?" he asked sheepishly,

"Jerome..." She glared, "You going to tell me why you're so excited now?"

He sighed, "You really wanna know?"

"Yes, Please."

Jerome softly took Y/n by the hand, squeezing tenderly, "You know that... I never really got to spend much time with my family. I got tossed from summer camp, to boarding school, to winter education programs... My dad was locked up, my mum was always busy working or off on trips, even my sister was usually half a country away." He explained, "My- memories of Christmas time were always long coaches in the snow, delayed trains, sitting alone with awful, cheap gingerbread cookies, looking at Christmas trees in shop windows." He sighed, "But this year... we have a home of our own, a little place that's all ours. And I get to spend this year... with you. We get to bake fresh cookies, make a whole Christmas dinner, wrap gifts, watch awful Christmas movies, decorate our own Christmas tree and the whole house however we want! It's... all ours." He cooed, "I'm just... excited, I get to make memories with the woman I love so much."

Y/n found herself almost tearful, squeezing his hand back. "I'm sorry, Jerome, I suppose I... took such little pleasures of the season for granted." She said, "You can be as excited as you like."

"I can?"

"Of course, you can," she smiled, "How about we go home, make some sugar cookies, put on some festive tunes and start decorating?"

"Really!?"

"Mhm, and we'll do it, together."

"Together," he agreed, leaning over to share a soft kiss with her, "I love you so much, Y/n."

"Love you more, Jerome." 

[purplerocketlavalamp]

Friend - Hey, you're having one of those hyper focus again, Me - Am I? Friend - You're not noticing? Me - Not really... Friend - You've been like... really into Rings of Power, a show you actively said you don't really like... Like why? Me -

Really,

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Way

This

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Happened

Are you serious?

This. This is why I could never be in charge of casting... ANYTHING ever. Cause Even I can see the typecasting habits my own imagination seems to stick with,

Anyone who's Unaware I have a writing account - @the-fiction-witch

[the-fiction-witch]

Best Partner On Trips

Media - House of Anubis Character - Jerome Clarke Couple - Jerome X Reader Reader - Y/n Rating - 18 + (Mild Exhibitionism / raw sex / nipple play) Word Count - 932

The history class was taking a field trip! Going off to a big museum miles away, that would take more time on the coach there and back than they would actually spend at the museum.

So the school has sprung for the fancy coaches with little sliders so that people could sleep on the way and most likely the way back. But of course… These were being abused.

Many students closed their little doors to play video games, trade gum and snacks, vape out the windows and do all the little things they weren't supposed to be doing.

And of course… Jerome had closed his own, leaving him alone with his beautiful girlfriend Y/n. He was tormenting her by having her sit in his lap, with his cock deep inside her,

Y/n's eyes were fixed on the back of the seat in front of her, as she tried to stifle her moans so they wouldn’t be discovered. Her hands were on her uniform skirt, desperate to keep them concealed.

Jerome's hands were wrapped tightly around her waist, his fingers digging into her shirt as he held her, making sure to shift and move her on top of him.

She squirmed and whimpered quietly, feeling Jerome throb inside her.

“Shh, baby,” he whispered against her ear. “We don't want to get caught, now do we?” His hips were moving slowly, deliberately, as he worked himself deeper inside her.

Y/n's eyes fluttered closed, and she let out a tiny gasp. She brought her hands to her face, hiding her blushing little face as she began dripping down her legs. "Jerome -" she choked back a moan.

His hand slipped under her shirt and under her bra to squeeze her breast, “Shh, baby, don't make a sound,” he whispered, as he pinched her nipple as he continued to move inside her.

Her face scrunched up in pleasure. “Jerome… Please, I-” she choked back,

“You're so wet for me, aren't you?” he growled,

She whined and nodded

Jerome's fingers tightened around her nipple, and tugged it hard, making Y/n gasp. His hips moved faster now, his cock sliding in and out of her with a smooth, rhythmic motion. “Good girl,” he whispered, “You like it when I touch you like that, don't you?” Jerome's other hand slipped under her skirt, his fingers finding her clit and rubbing it gently.

Y/n clamped her hand over her mouth, struggling to bite back screaming. She began gently squirting down her legs as she tightened around him desperately.

“Yes, baby, yes,” he whispered, “You want it so ba,d don’t you,” He was trying to hold back, but it was no use. With a sudden burst of movement, he thrust himself deep inside her, his cock pulsing with pleasure as he came.

Y/n's eyes flew open, her face a picture of shock and surprise as she felt Jerome's orgasm. She tried to stifle a scream, but it was too late. A small, muffled cry escaped her lips as she felt Jerome's warm seed spill inside her.

Jerome's body went limp, his chest heaving, still buried deep inside Y/n. “Humm, I ’m sorry, baby, you just felt so good,” he growled, as he reached up and gently brushed a strand of hair out of her face.

Y/n whined softly her hand shamefully moving to her clit.

Jerome's eyes locked onto Y/n's hand and he bit his lip hard, “Make yourself cum, baby. I want to see you.” Jerome's fingers tightened around her breast once more, his thumb rubbing against her nipple as he watched Y/n's hand move faster and faster over her clit.

She shook her head, too humiliated to admit she couldn't stop her hand,

“Don't be ashamed,” he smirked, “You're beautiful when you cum, Y/n. I want to see you let go.”

She whined softly grabbing his hand and taking it back to her clit "please Jerome…" She whispered as quietly as she could so no one heard her, as she dripped his seed and her own needy juices down her legs.

He could feel the wetness of her juices and his own seed on her skin, as he softly rubbed her clit and slit. “Shh, baby,” he whispered, as he rubbed his fingers over her clit in slow, circular motions. “You're so dirty, Y/n. I love it when you're such a bad, bad girl like this.” Jerome's fingers moved faster and faster, rubbing against Y/n's sensitive flesh as he watched her body tense up. “Cum for me, baby,” he whispered, his voice barely audible over the sound of his own ragged breathing.

Y/n's eyes flew open, her face a picture of ecstasy. Her eyes rolled back, jaw slack, her head thrown back, a choked animalist moan leaving her lips, she clenched tight around his cock and squirted enough to leave a puddle on the floor.

As she came down from her orgasm, Jerome pulled his hand away from her clit and gently licked his fingers clean. A sly smile spread across his face. “You see. This is why I’m the best partner on trips,” he cooed, kissing her cheek.

“Umm… mhm.” she nodded barely able to form words, as she slowly moved up and off Jerome’s cock pulling her panties back up and slumping in her seat.

Jerome chuckled, pulling his pants up and wrapping his arm around Y/n, bringing her close to rest her head on his shoulder and kiss her forehead. “Love you,”

“Love you too.” She cooed, “How much longer till we get there?”

“Another couple of hours,” he said, “So? Cuddles or… You wanna do something else?” He growled,

“Else,” she nodded excitedly,

“That’s my girl.” He growled and pulled her back into a kiss.

[the-fiction-witch]

Thank You

Media - House of Anubis (Mild Spoilers for Later seasons) Character - Jerome Clarke Couple - Jerome X Reader Reader - y/n Rating - 12 Word Count - 1977

Jerome sat in the grass, leant against the red bricks at the back of Anubis house. He was hiding from everyone not wanting their pity or their accusations. He knew he was a scumbag, making that stupid list with Alfie ranking the girls he'd dated. And of course, they got back at him with no less than he deserved but it still hurt. He thought Joy really liked him, and he honestly adored her only to discover she only dated him for a joke. So she could break his heart as payback for all he'd done. It hurt more than anything, he sniffled back tears trying not to let himself cry over it even if he wanted to.

Y/n, snuck her away out into the sunset and sheepishly approached Jerome’s spot, "Hey? You feeling okay?"

"Piss off," he said, not as harshly as he could but still cold. he refused to even look at her.

"I'll go. I'll go. I promise. I just wanted to bring you this." She said putting a bottle of water and some of his favourite cookies down on the grass between them stepping back, "I just thought… They'd make you feel better. And water… For tears. Because tears make you super dehydrated."

he paused before reaching forward for the water, "So you brought it to gloat about how you all fooled me? congrats it worked. good joke, you all humiliated me."

"Fooled you? Jerome, I had no idea what Mara and Joy were up to. I swear I didn't know, I'm as shocked as you are."

he looked at her and immediately regretted it. he couldn't look at her sad expression it made it even more difficult to fight back tears seeing how pitiful she looked at that moment. As much as he wanted to blame her he knew she wasn't to blame they'd been friends a long time after all. "just don't start with the 'I'm sorry' okay…please." he muttered his voice cracking,

"I won't. I promise. I'll just be as close, or as far as you want. As quiet or as talkative as you wish. I'll listen or you can rant or we can debate whatever you want okay."

he paused for a moment considering her words before he shuffled around so there was a space next to him. "you can sit down."

she smiled and brought him the cookies closer before sitting down beside him still leaving some space as to not invade his personal bubble.

he took the cookies and started eating them as she sat down. he was quiet for a moment as he thought through something before finally talking. "it really was all a joke, wasn't it? she didn't actually like me at all did she?"

"Apparently so." She nodded, "… I won't say my opinion I don't know if you want It."

he looked at her with a tired expression, "Go on. say it. it's not like it could make me feel much worse than I already feel."

"I think it was cruel. Childish. Petty. I know Mara and Joy where upset but for goodness sake, we're all doing our exams and planning for university entry requirements this is playground-level shit." Y/n explained, "and I'm not just saying that because I'm sitting here with you and not them. I would happily say it to both Joy and Mara if I was confident Joy wouldn't slap me across the face for it."

he couldn't help but laugh softly. That was the kind of girl Joy was, and it was a little scary. but he couldn't help feeling relieved as Y/n told him exactly what she thought even if it was a small comfort. "you don't have to worry about that. I'd probably deck her back if she did." he said with a small smirk,

"Thank you." She smiled, "I think it was insanely cruel. And childish. No matter what anyone did. That's just evil."

he sighed looking up at the sky. "it really was. I think they enjoyed it too. seeing me all sweet and in love with a girl who didn't even like me. it's kind of pathetic that I was so blinded by it all huh?"

"you believed her when you had no reason to doubt her. Not your failure she had terrible intentions." Y/n explained, "And if they were laughing at you then that's just evil witch behaviour. And I will promise to toss water on them at dinner to see if I can melt them."

He chuckled at that. "please do. I'd pay to see that."

"I'll be sure to then. Just for you."

he smiled slightly for a moment, "How come you were the one to come find me?" He eventually asked

"everyone is picking sides. It's a full-on political debate in there." She explained, "I know no one would have come to check on you, and that you'd wanna be alone anyway so when I saw you weren't in your room I checked all the usual spots. I figured you'd be out here. Where no one can find you."

"yeah. I don't want to hear everything they have to say. I don't want to hear about how stupid I am for believing Joy actually liked me or how I deserve to have my heart broken like that or just… any of it." he said letting out a shuddering sigh before looking at her, "and thank you by the way. for… caring. I guess."

"of course, I care. You’re my best friend,"

"I thought Joy was my girlfriend. look how that turned out." he said sarcastically but was only half joking. he'd honestly believed that she was the person who understood him better than everyone else. She had him wrapped around her finger and he never even noticed.

"well you're not just pretending to like me are you?" She joked,

he chuckled again. this time it sounded a little more relaxed than the last time. she always seemed to know just what to say. "of course not." he paused looking at her and frowning slightly "You're much better than Joy anyway."

"Thanks…" She nodded, "frankly I think it's all a horrible mess of childish backstabbing… Then again I kinda think that's all love is. Chemical reactions that fuel us to mate so we don't feel so cripplingly alone. Everything else is just emotional manipulation," she sighed, "sorry… That's probably not making you feel better,"

"no it's okay. it's… weirdly comforting to hear you be so pessimistic about it. I always assumed you were a secret hopeless romantic."

"Nope. I'm sure one day my brain will find the mix of chemicals it needs to make me go all mushy. But I figured when I fall in love if it ever is to happen. It would be more practical. Someone who fits everything just right…and makes me feel complete. Like… Two perfectly fitting puzzle prices,"

he nodded at her words. They were quite idealistic considering what she said previously about love. even so, the image she painted for how she wanted her future love to be was sweet. "well I hope you find him one day. whoever 'perfect' is for you he better treat you like the most precious thing in the world. or I'll have to punch him in the gut."

"thank you, same to you."

he stayed silent for a moment. the idea of him actually finding someone he genuinely liked seemed a little ridiculous after his last relationship. but what if…what if he actually ended up with Y/n… no he quickly pushed away that line of thought. there was no way someone like her could actually like him romantically. She was just being nice to him cause she was his friend. that was all. still, a small part of him couldn't help but linger on it. he sat in silence for a moment before he finally spoke again, "I need to ask you a really dumb question. and you've gotta swear on pain of death you will never ever tell a soul what I ask you." he said, a small smirk appearing on his face

"I promise. Cross my heart"

"Be honest with me, do I look like the type of guy you'd ever date romantically? like honestly."

"well, it doesn't matter what you look like Jerome. But yes. You’re always sweet and kind to me. We have a routine together we know how the other thinks. I know where to find you when your sad you know how to help me when I'm angry. We're like an organized ballet when it's our night to do the dishes" she explained, "I definitely think… Someday you very much could be the man with fits my puzzle piece. But… We have alot of growing up to do. We're still kids. Not really discovered who we are yet. And… As much as I may have romantic interests Jerome. You need time to heal emotionally after all this." She smiled resting her hand on his and softly squeezing it,

her words making perfect sense in context of why a romantic relationship probably wasn't a good idea between them right now. they still had a lot to learn and things were still to fragile at the moment. still for some reason he hoped that someday maybe she'd actually want him in that way. as unrealistic as it was. he smiled slightly at her words and at her hand on his and he gave a small squeeze back as if to agree with her "yeah I guess you're right. we are still so young after all."

"It's not a no Jerome." She smiled, "it's just a… Not yet." She cooed as much as she wanted to be with him and had for so long she knew he needed time and space after what just happened and going running head first into a relationship with her wasn't good for either of them. Even if she wanted it. Y/n smiled and gave Jerome a small kiss on the cheek hoping it would cheer him up and give him some hope for the future.

he was a little surprised to receive the small kiss on his cheek. he always found that kind of thing incredibly endearing although he'd never admit it out loud. he felt his heart thump a little harder after it but it was all so confusing. he looked at her and smiled genuinely before giving her a small nudge/ "not yet huh. so you think there's a chance you'd date me one day? For real? no messing around."

"I would happily do so. When all this chaos is over and you’re feeling better"

he nodded, feeling strangely relieved and…excited, to hear that. though he wasn't sure if he believed it. he was a bit of a mess and he had a lot to deal with after being tricked into thinking Joy was actually interested in him. not to mention a fair amount of other emotional baggage he was carrying, not that he'd ever admit that "i…" he sighed "I really don't deserve your kindness you know that?"

"you do, because you give me all your kindness too"

"I'm a bit of a dick to everyone else though." he said letting out a small huff of a laugh, "still think I'm worth your kindness?"

"of course, everyone is worthy of kindness." She smiled "The kindness is just different. Some people need hugs and kisses, some people need to rant, and some people need a slap in the face to realise how terrible things had gotten,"

he raised an eyebrow at that. a small smirk appearing on his face "I'm assuming Joy and Mara belong in the 'slap in the face' section?"

"almost certainly." She nodded "and I'll do it if I have to."

"you'll seriously slap them for me if I ask you to?"

"if it makes you feel better, and if it makes them realize what witches they've been"

“Thanks Y/n, and if you do slap them, I’ll be there to back you up, I promise.” he smiled bringing her hand to his lips to softly kiss her knuckles,

[the-fiction-witch]

Victoria's Secret

Media - House of Anubis Character - Jerome Clarke Couple - Jerome X Reader Reader - y/n Rating - 18 semi Nuidty Word Count - 1157

After Jerome made his deal with Rufus Zeno, the guy handed over two thousand pounds. So Jerome had put half away to save and went on an absolute mad shopping spree getting stuff for himself. but of course, when going on a shopping spree he couldn't not buy anything for his beloved girlfriend so he picked her up a little present. Jerome was grinning from ear to ear as he walked up the stairs hiding the bag behind his back. he made his way to y/n's room and did his best not to seem too excited.

Jerome smirked unable to help feeling giddy as he hid Victoria's secret bag behind his back, the bag containing her gift, of course, it was also a gift for him as he would get to see her wearing it. He tapped on her door and y/n quickly opened it.

"Oh hi Jerome," she smiled giving him a quick peck,

Jerome returned the brief kiss before holding out the bag "I got you a little something."

"awww really? But it's not my birthday, and our anniversary isn't for another two months" she chuckled

he shrugged with a goofy smile. "can't I just treat you, princess?" he asked with a hint of cockiness

"You're too sweet to me," she cooed tugging him inside her room and giving him another kiss

he chuckled softly as she pulled him into her room. He pulled her waist against his, returning her kiss. he pressed her up against her wall as he deepened the kiss, completely forgetting that he had a gift for her,

she pulled away and giggled "Don't I get my present first?" She jokingly pouts

he groaned softly but smiled. he was impatient but he would let her have the gift. it wouldn't be very long until later, anyway "Yeah, here." he said handing her the Victoria's secret bag

she smiled happily taking the iconic paper bag "oooohh it's fancy!" She giggled sitting on her bed "You spoil me!" She giggled as she began to work on opening it without damaging the bag

Jerome chuckled and sat beside her, keeping a hand on her waist so that the two of them were as close to each other as possible. “I just love getting pretty things for my pretty girlfriend,” he said with a smirk

she giggled as she pulled out the pink tissue paper setting It to the side and pulling out what he bought her. A beautiful lace set of bra and panties, with laces at the centre of the front of the bra and matching laces down the backside of the panties, "Oooohh! Jerome it's so pretty" she giggled looking everything over and getting up to hold the items against her body "My favourite colour too"

Jerome watched intently as she looked over the set, “Oh, I know it’s your favourite colour,” he said confidently, watching her hold it up to herself. he was sure that she would look absolutely perfect in it. he gently put a hand on her hip, standing up and pulling her against him again “You should try it on, princess. I want to see how pretty you look in it.”

she giggled and nodded rushing behind her wardrobe door to get changed. It didn't take her too long and she quickly emerged. The lace contrasted with her skin, the lace hugged her like a second skin, the laces on the bra pulled her together giving her even more intense cleavage than usual, the panties hugged her snuggly with the laces on the back giving her a cute little bow almost like a bunny tail. She played with her hair and did a little spin "How do I look?"

Jerome's eyes darkened and his mouth fell open. He'd never seen her look so beautiful. He was left speechless. he gently touched her hips, letting his hands run over her skin as he eyed her up and down "You look absolutely gorgeous." he purred softly. he didn't think it was possible to look so perfect. he pulled her flush against his body, gently placing kisses on her neck

she giggled squirming a little at his kisses

he let out a low chuckle against her neck, loving the sound of her giggling. he trailed his lips to her ear to whisper into it “You’re so damn beautiful. I might have to get you more of these…” he murmured into her ear, nipping at it softly, his hands tracing over her skin, unable to get enough of her.

"You don't need to spoil me anymore, this is enough." She cooed "Thank you very much Jerome for my present" she giggled kissing him softly "it must have been expensive, how much was it?"

“Trust me, princess, I’ll never finish spoiling you.” he said simply, his eyes still roaming over the way she looked in his gift “And I’m not going to tell you how much it cost. You’ll just say it’s too much.” he smirked, pulling her impossibly closer to him

she rolled her eyes a little "you shouldn't spend your money on me."

“Why not, sweetheart? I love spoiling you with beautiful things and making you feel so good. I’d spend all my money on you if I could.” he whispered, gently pulling her earlobe between his teeth "besides you need to get used to being spoilt, when we graduate and I get a high paying job, I'll have lots of money to spend spoiling you." he smirked giving her backside a firm slap

she giggled at his slap, as already his fingers trailed into the corset-style lacing, "oh will you know? So I'm just going to be some spoilt little trophy wife?"

he chuckled softly and he began to gently pull on the lacing, loving how pretty she looked in it “Of course you’re going to be my trophy wife. I’m going to show you off and make every guy who looks at you insanely jealous because you’re all mine. and you’re going to be spoiled as hell” he smirked against her neck, his lips moving over her flesh, his hands tracing over her body still pulling on the lacing but also running over her skin "You're gonna want for nothing, love. you’re going to be spoiled with nice holidays, gifts, and anything you want, my pretty little princess. you’re mine, and you’re going to look damn good on my arm as I show you off everywhere I go.”

she giggled again "and what amazing job are you planning on having to pay for all this?"

“Not sure yet. Maybe something to do with business or finance.” he muttered, gently walking her back towards her bed, he laid her down and settled between her legs. he continued to pull on the laces, his eyes still roaming over every inch of exposed skin “You don’t need to worry, though, love, I’ll make sure you’re spoilt for the rest of your life.” he cooed, “Now… as beautiful as you look in that Y/n. I want you out of it.” He growled…

[the-fiction-witch]

HOA - Jerome Clarke Masterlist

Emergency! - SAD Emergency P2 - Sad Emergency P3 - Sad One day - ADORABLE Morning? - Sexy French - Cute A Man Who Can Get Things - Cute Wait… what - Cute Where are they? - Smuttyish Without Mercy - Smut Without Mercy P2 - Smut Without Mercy P3 - Smut Without Mercy P4 - Smut Alone - Flirty Koala Bear - 12+ Locker Room - 18+ Texting - 18+ Shower - 18+ Little Girl - 18 What are boyfreind's For - 18+ Abandoned Changing Rooms P1 - 18+ Abandoned Changing Rooms P2 - 18+ Abandoned Changing Rooms P3 - 18+ Cuddles - 18+ Good Morning - 12 Victoria's Secret - 18 Movie Night - 18+ Welcome - 12 Thank you - 12 Not My Y/n - 15 Not My Y/n P2 - 15 You Angel - 12 Hunger - 15 Hunger P2 - 17 Hunger P3 - 18 The New Girl - 12 The New Girl P2 - 12 I Love You - 12 Best Partner On Trips - 18+ Much Better - 18+ Together - 12

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Without Mercy P2

Media - House of Anubis Character - Jerome Clarke Couple - Jerome X Reader Reader - (OC) Marceline {Marcy} Langford Rating - Smut! Word Count - 1807

Part one WARNING - NON CONSENT! - WARNING

Jerome smirked as he pulled off his belt and undid his trousers, she was going to love waking up like this. He didn't hesitate and pushed down his boxers and pulled out his hard erection giving himself a few soft strokes before he leaned over her and slowly slipped inside her, He gasped and threw his head back at the sensation of her. “Uhh… Marcy… Marceline you naughty little thing,” he whispered, he started slow and gradually trying to keep her asleep but keeping a fair pace to pleasure himself, she whined and moaned at the feeling of his movements but she was so loud even in her sleep she was being too loud and risked them getting found out. He racked his mind on how to keep her quiet, he glanced around the laundry room as he moved his hips, and he spotted the box of laundry she must have brought down last night from her room, he quickly grabbed it and pulled out a little pair her blue panties that he often peaked under her skirts for.

He laughed quietly at the sight of her cute panties, he couldn't believe how lucky he was to have her like this. She was so helpless and yet she protested, how naughty of her. He balled up the panties and put them in her mouth to gag any sounds she might make as he got faster, it was so bold and so naughty but there was nothing she could do about it. He grabbed her arms and pinned them down on the washer lid beside her head loving the feeling of what he was doing to her, as well as the sight of her under him. Laid on her back on the washer and dryer, her hands pinned down by his own, panties balled up in her mouth, her eyes still closed, her bra pushed up and her shirt undone to reveal her bare bouncing breasts with her nipples hard, her skirt up and her panties to the side his cock inside her as he enjoyed every moment of this.

Jerome kissed her on the neck and after the kiss, he only got more merciless on her getting both of them closer to the edge and just as they were almost there she opened her eyes awake and for a moment she was glazed over before she looked in shock and screamed, His eyes widened as he realised she had woken up, her screaming being muffled by the panties in her mouth. But she already had started squirming beneath him, he quickly leaned down and took the panties out of her mouth.

He waited a moment before saying anything, she had screamed but she hadn't been heard by anyone, which was lucky, he looked at her and smirked slightly before speaking, his voice still teasing. "Well well well, look who's awake."

"j-jeorme what are you doing!" She whines gasping at the shock and feeling of what he’s doing to her,

Jerome smiled as she spoke, her voice still husky and her mind clearly still a little clouded as she still wasn't fully awake. His hands caress her body again as he leans down and whispers in her ear. "I'm having some fun with my naughty little roommate."

"...okay" she nodded knowing she couldn't do anything about this situation, she knew if she screamed everyone would hear them and then they would both be in trouble for this and the blush on her cheeks proved how much she enjoyed this,

"Good girl, you know you enjoyed it even when you were unconscious, so I'm just going to continue where we left off."

she nodded sheepishly red with embarrassment from being trapped like this but also red from just how much she loved it

He chuckled as he noticed her embarrassment and red cheeks and he smirked as he noticed her nod, "Oh you really are just a naughty naughty girl aren't you, I'm going to have to punish you for letting me use you like this Marcy."

she whined but got teary as she held him tight her legs wrapped around his waist as she begged as quietly as she could to not risk them getting found out, "Please Jerome please don't stop!"

He smirked as he saw her cry and felt her legs wrap around him, "Don't worry, I'm going to make sure I get what we want." He then leaned in and kissed her, his lips gently caressing her lips as his fingers moved back along her body.

Marcy grabbed his hair and kissed him hard as she moaned into his mouth he got her to the edge, and she dug her nails into his hair trying to muffle her moans as she squeezed her legs around him as she reached her orgasm,

He moaned into her mouth as the feeling of her feeling her orgasm made him reach his own moaning as his eyes rolled back and he finished, he pulled back still panting slightly both of them meeting eyes and blushing hard to think of everything they had just done. Both gasping, sweaty, and bright red. "You're such a naughty little girl, you need to be punished for this."

"later after school we'll be late any longer" she gasped,

He giggled and kissed her head, and helped her to sit up, "I'll make sure to punish you then, you naughty little girl."

They both redressed and Marcy sprayed a whole bunch of perfume to make sure the laundry room didn't smell of sex or their uniform for that matter before they went out and joined the rest of their housemates for breakfast.

They all sat around the breakfast table and Jerome's grin still never left his face as he noticed no one else was aware of what he and Marcy had just done. She was clearly a lot more tired than him as he sipped his tea. Luckily breakfast soon ended and everyone made their way to school for their classes Marcy grabbed her bag and began to walk so Jerome grabbed his bag and walked with her he thought of the earlier events and smirked again, he knew he was in for a lot more fun with her. He then nudged her gently. "So, did you enjoy our little morning surprise?"

"It's certainly an interesting way to wake up"

He laughed, he liked the way she put it, "But you did enjoy it didn't you?"

"I did" she giggled, "Maybe you can be my alarm clock?"

He smirked at her teasing joke, but he was going to make sure he got full use of that body from now on no more flirting and teasing now he knew she was down. So he gave her a playful slap on the ass keeping his hand there as they walk, "Oh for sure, I'll be sure to get you awake nice and early every morning."

"good, and I'm sure I could help you go to sleep at night as a payback" she smiled

"Ohh now that's an offer I can't refuse..."

"uhh Jerome?"

He tilted his head back to look at her, his arms still around her and his eyes were filled with mischief. "Yes, my naughty little roommate?"

She looked up sheepishly and checked they were alone everyone else in front of them on this way to class "Did you... You know this morning?'

His smirk widened a little "Are you asking if I enjoyed our little morning fun? because I certainly did!"

"I know that but uhh... Did you- you know... Be safe about it?"

Her face was a picture of innocence as his eyes go wide and his mouth opened to answer... But then it closed again as he realised what she was asking. He chuckled. "Don't worry little one, I did..." he lied,

"you did?"

He smirked and nodded. "I was very careful, I made sure to be so careful my naughty little roommate didn't have to worry about anything like that."

"good" she let out a breath "... Where did you get one then? Do you just have pockets full of them all the time or something?"

He giggled as she sounded so concerned, but as he chuckled he took his hand and reached into his pocket before pulling out the blue condom which he hadn’t used, "Maybe I do have them always on me..."

"I imagine you charge the boys a pound each for them?" She giggled.

"Oh, it can get much higher, sometimes I make it five pounds..."

"oooh, that's extortion!" She giggled "Yoink" she said stealing it and putting it in her pocket "just in case,”

"Hey, you owe me a pound for that." He giggled gently as he looked at her,

she pouted "Can't I just owe it to you? Please, Jerome?"

He laughed at the pout and her begging, it was so cute. "Nope, you want it you gotta pay."

she rolled her eyes and pulled him down for a kiss the two stood on the gravel and made out heavily his hands groping her ass almost pulling up her skirt till she pulls back "That enough?"

He laughed and his smirk was still very prevalent. "You're not off the hook just yet my naughty little roommate."

"no?"

"You're not going to get off that easily, you still owe me..." His hands started to trail down again to explore more of her body, his voice teased with every word.

she rolled her eyes and handed over the pound coin He took the pound and smirked at her, "perfect," He leaned down and kissed her again, getting them lost in the making out once again. Once again he pulled away slightly, looking into her eyes, he smirked and said in a teasing voice."What am I going to do about my naughty little roommate, she's not learning her lesson."

"I'm a slow learner" she whines

"Clearly you are." He smirked and gave her ass a hard squeeze, his hands still wandering, before leaning down to kiss her again. "You really are a naughty one."

"Says the boy who fucked my unconscious body in the laundry room this morning while our housemates all ate breakfast"

He smirked as she said that, he couldn't exactly refute her. The smirk quickly turned into a wink. "I'm well aware of my guilt when it comes to being a bad boy. I have no defence for what I did this morning. I took advantage of you, there's no denying that,” He winked again at her, his hands were still moving around her body again, his expression a teasing one. "And I'd do it again in a heartbeat."

"I'm sure you will" she chuckled continuing the walk to class "How about skipping French and going to the old girl's bathroom?"

He smiled as she suggested this, because he was very eager to have a round two."Sounds like a plan to me Marcy,"

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