Summary: Jack heard about his fellow retired super applied as Edna's assistant in making suits. What happens when Edna let Y/n take charge of her business while she goes out on a vacation, and Jack asking for an "upgraded" suit? (BTW, Y/n here can manipulate and bind fabrics together, which was perfect for Ednaāand well, gets hired)
WARNINGSā afab!reader, P in V, 18+, Fingering (f receiving), cream-pie, and unprotected sex (probably grammatical errors too lol)
Jack arrived at Edna's place with his hair slightly messy, grey sweatpants, loose shirt, and his cocky smile. As he saw Y/n staring at the tablet, probably looking at her fabric's quality. She spoke without looking at the blond haired man behind her.
"Step into the platform and don't move" she commanded, pointing to where Jack should standāfabrics floating and maneuvering around him.
"Woah, now isn't that cool" Jack said while looking at the fabrics, amused of how she controls them with precision. "Glad you applied for Edna, doing super work is exhausting" As the final layers of the suit glimmered around Jackātwisting and molding perfectly on his figure. Every muscle and curve outlined perfectly and precise by Y/n's control. However, every slither of fabric against Jack made him tense up, which Y/n noticed his sudden silence and the fabric slightly out of place. "You're too tense, Jack. Try to relax" Y/n said, voice lowāalmost breathless. With a flick of her wrist, the fabric readjusted itself back.
"Well, this is too...cozy" Jack panted, shivering slightly from the fabrics hugging his muscles. "Jack." Y/n warned, eyes twitching through her mask as she approached him to adjust his posture "Don't move, you know how strict I am when it comes to suits" Y/n said as she adjusted the fabric, fingers lightly brushing through his torso.
"Can't help it" Jack murmured, his breath going faster. "How long am I going to stand here?"
"A while" Y/n said, not looking away from her tablet, she flicked her hand to readjust the fabric."Hold still, they're binding" as she clenched her fist, trying to bind the fabrics together.
"S-shit.." Jack muttered as the fabric shifted, it made him squirm as it rubs against his groin. "What's wrong? Is it too tight?" Y/n looked up from the tablet, walking up to him with concern painted on her face as she tried to tug the fabric to see if it's too tightāearning a low groan from Jack "Oh- fuck Y/nādon't do that" Jack's breath hitched, resulting him squirming away from her. "Ah uhm, my bad" Y/n said as she quickly averted her eyes from the "unnoticeable" tent between his thighs.
"Let's just continue the suit tomorrow and you should fix....that first." Y/n awkwardly pointed out his boner, transferring the fabrics to a mannequin as an excuse to hide her faceāblood rushing up to her cheeks, which made Jack smirk darkly "How about you fix it? Since you started it" Jack said, making Y/n's eyes widen "What? I-I didn't evenā" tried to defend herself but ended up getting cut off.
"Oh please, your eyes tell me otherwise, did you seriously think I didn't see you giving it a quick glance?" Jack whispered at her darkly, with his head tilted towards her earsāhands pulling her hips closer to his, making her yelp in surprise.
Her breath hitched as she felt him rub against her ass "W-we shouldn't do it here" Y/n said, her straight face flushed red. Which Jack complied, but he had something in mind.
"Here? oh...? So, you want it?" bending her against the tableāa squeak leaving Y/n's voice when she felt her lower half breezy, after Jack ripped her suit apart, revealing her wet slick. "Y-yes" she shivered as his fingers starts to play with her clit, rubbing the bud in a circular motion. "Already wet for me? How cute." Jack cooed and sinks one of his finger deep in her cuntāmaking her gasp and arch her back from the sudden stimulation.
"Damn, you're already tightening from one finger?" Jack teased, leaning fully against her, his lip brushing her nape. "J-jack, pleaseā" Y/n gasped as he suckled on her shoulder, his teeth grazing her sensitive skināleaving a dark purple mark on her supple skin. "Please what?" as he adds another finger "I wanna cum...pleaseā" her legs trembled, wanting to chase her release that was coiling up in her stomach. Jack noticing her desperation, he stopped moving his fingers, earning a whine from Y/n, he flipped her over with a smug expression on his face
"As if I'll let you cum" Jack said as he pulled his sweatpants down, revealing his shaftāpre cum dripping from his blushing tip, making her eyes widen from his size. It has length, and definitely girthy enough to fill her up. "Would that...even fit?" Y/n said nervously as she glanced up to Jack, his expression was full of pride 'Oh great, I fed him ego' "We'll make it fit." Jack replied as he aligned his shaft on her slick, rubbing his tip up and down before snapping his hips, plunging his dick deep inside herāearning a choked moan from Y/n.
"Ah fuck!āso tight" Jack raggedly spoke, his hands gripping her thighs, letting her adjust from the size. "J-jeez Y/n, you're clenching on me so hard" his thrust staggered, as every move made him feel fuzzy. He leaned on Y/n to capture her lips in a hungry and rough kiss as his hips rolled against hers, "Fuck...you feel so...good" he panted, biting his bottom lip as kept thrusting deeper chasing for his release while rubbing his thumb on her clit.Ā
"J-jack, I'm gonnaā" she incoherently, her cunt clenching around him "A-ah fuck Y/n I-" his eyes rolled back as he spurts all his load in her, painting her fleshy walls white. As Jack pulled out, his fluids leaked out of Y/n's slick, some of them dropping on the floor. "Oops, looks like we made a little mess" He grinned while helped Y/n clean up. Him seeing her walk like a limp person made him lightly chuckle.
"Hey, you should dress up, I'll handle this one" Jack said as he carried the exhausted and sore Y/n to her bedroom, and tidy up all the things that were scattered, including Y/n's ripped pants. As he finished cleaning, he returned to the bedroom only to see her fast asleep. Jack went to the other side of her bed to hug her from behind, slowly drifting into his sleep too.Ā
OKAY, I THINK WRITING SMUT IS A BAD IDEA?.