taking care (jay halstead x gn! reader)
Content warning: SMUT, mentions of a bad case, sub! jay, soft, fluffy smut(jay is such a softie no i wont take criticism)
a/n: this was requested by someone but i deleted the ask, but i do remember them asking me for a sub! jay halstead one shot so here it is ! it’s really soft and cute and i love it :))
if there was one thing jay halstead craved, it was your attention. from the minute he saw you, he wanted your eyes to be on him and him alone. once the two of you started dating, he became a complete cuddlebug. jay was a sweetheart, always so gentle and kind. you loved him; every inch of him.
when he submitted to you for the first time, it was almost out of necessity. he had a rough day at work, and you took care of him, softly massaging his sore, tight muscles, before ending it with release in the form of an orgasm. throughout it, you murmured sweet nothings to him, building him up with compliments and reassurances. jay was always strong, always carrying so much weight. you were the one who he came to in order to take that weight off. you took care of him.
tonight was no different than that night. when he came home, slamming the door behind him, angrily kicking off his shoes, you knew that it was a rough one. when you went over to him, pulling him into your arms, he melted into you, burying his face in your neck.
“we couldn’t save them, we-“
“sh. it’s okay. you did your best, jay. you can’t do any more than that.”
you rubbed his back, holding him close as he cried into your shoulder. jay didn’t discuss the case with you, but you knew it was difficult. he came home frustrated every night, and he drank more than usual. as you held him, you murmured soft reassurances to him. you let him cry it out, only pulling away when he stopped crying.
“i’m sorry, jay. i’m really sorry.”
“no, it’s fine, i just..”
“i know. it’s okay,” you murmured, kissing just underneath his ear. “do you want me to take care of you?”
“you don’t have to-“
“jay, please. i want to. i want to take care of you. you need the release, you need to give up control.”
jay looked down and he nodded, knowing you were right. you pulled off his backpack and let it fall to the ground before taking his jacket from him. hanging it on one of the dining chairs, you then led him to the bedroom, tenderly holding his hand.
“you’re my good boy,” you cooed as you sat him down on the bed. “so good for me.”
as you sat next to him, you turned his face so he was looking directly at you. his beautiful green eyes were soulful, full of love and adoration for you. you kissed the tip of his nose and softly murmured,
“say it, jay.”
“i’m your good boy,” he replied, leaning into your touch.
“good. good.”
you kissed his cheek before trailing your lips to his own. as you kissed him, you tugged his shirt up, breaking for only a second to slip it over his head. you tossed it aside before cooing at him,
“so pretty too, hm? my good, pretty boy.”
his cheeks and the tops of his ears flushed at the term of endearment. you kissed his cheek, murmuring,
“i’m gonna give you a back rub, then give you a nice orgasm, hm? does that sound good?”
“very. thank you…”
you gave him a smile before moving to sit behind him. your hands moved to rest on his neck before starting to gently knead at the tense muscle. he let out the softest groans as your fingers melted the tension away. you moved down to his shoulders, where there was an abundance of knots and tension, and you let your hands and fingers work their magic. as you worked out the tension, you kissed his neck and below his ear.
jay let himself relax in your hold, his eyes closing and his body leaning into your touch. your presence, your scent, you were a comfort to him. he let out deeper groans as you moved down his back, working at all the kinks and knots in his back. as your hands kneaded his muscles, you whispered soft praises and reassurances to him.
“so good for me,” you cooed. “so good. how’re you feeling, pretty boy?”
“really good,” he sighed in contentment as you pulled away from him. “thank you.”
“of course baby boy. now, why don’t i let you cum, hm? give you what i promised?”
“i would really, really like that.”
“sit back against the pillows, love.”
once jay was situated, you ran your hand down his abs, softly kissing him as you undid the button and zipper on his jeans. you pulled his jeans and underwear down, letting his cock spring free.
“want my hand around your cock?”
“yes, yes..”
you spat on your hand before wrapping it around the base of his cock. slowly, you stroked him, your eyes trained on his face. his eyes fluttered closed as you swirled your palm around the head of his cock. your lips placed gentle kisses to his neck and jaw, nipping at his smooth skin. he softly moaned out,
“your hand feels so good…”
“does it, baby boy? i wanna hear you. let me hear those pretty noises, all for me right?”
“yes,” he moaned out, his hips bucking as you stroked the sensitive head of his cock. “all for you, you.”
“good boy. that’s a good boy.”
you smiled at him, kissing his lips as he returned the gesture.
“so good for me, so good..” you praised as his hands gripped the sheets. “sound so fucking sweet..”
your hand moved faster as you kissed his neck, softly chuckling as he whimpered for you. jay always sounded so sweet, so perfect when he came undone. his whimpers were addictive; you wanted to hear them every time the two of you were in bed together. you could feel his cock twitch in your hand, and you knew he was close. his chest rose and fell like an ocean wave, while his lips were flushed from you constantly kissing him. he couldn’t have looked prettier.
“cum for me, pretty boy,” you cooed, nibbling at his earlobe. “cum for me…”
jay’s hips bucked into your hand as he released, moaning out your name as well as a string of curses. spurts of his sticky cum dribbled down your hand as you worked him through his release, making his thighs twitch. you kissed him once more, pressing your forehead to his as you murmured,
“so good for me..so good.”
“thank you, thank you..”
you grabbed the tissues from the nightstand and cleaned him up as well as your hand. after tossing the tissue away, you pulled jay on top of you, letting him rest his head on your chest. he kicked off his pants before pulling his underwear up, tucking his cock away.
“thank you for that. really, it was really nice.”
“of course. i always love to take care of my baby boy, hm?”
he flushed at your nickname, which was becoming more commonplace. you kissed his forehead and held him close to you.
“you like that nickname, don’t you?” you asked as you ran your hand through his hair.
“not one bit,” he jokingly replied.
you chuckled before kissing his forehead. as jay slowly drifted off to sleep, you gently scratched his scalp, making sure he would have a peaceful, restful sleep. after everything he went through, the least he deserved was a good night’s sleep.