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depressedgothgrl · 2 years

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Female Jeff Winger

Summary: You give Jeff a run for his money when you join the group. Good thing he places all of his bets on you. The slow story of how you, the female version of Jeff Winger, stole the one and only’s heart.

Warnings: swearing, dear God lots of smuttt, elements of sexual harrassment? But Jeff takes care of that.

Word Count: 5k - AKA - too freaking long but so worth it, I promise.

Masterlist

It didn’t take long for the Greendale 7 to become the Greendale 8 when you started attending the community college. As much as the study group acted like they were just another group at school, everyone else knew the school revolved around them. You noticed this the first day on campus when they were in your biology class and made a huge stink about their lab partners. But, unlike the other students in the class, you refused to be a bystander and made a move to be one of the main characters. You remember it like it was yesterday.

*Flashback*

“You know, I really think you guys could use a fourth girl in your group just to even things out,” you said as you put your books in your backpack after class.

“Well, Pierce is hardly in the group anyway so it’s pretty even.” Jeff retorted.

“Hey!” Pierce yelled.

“Jeff!” Annie scolded. You laughed.

“Even if that is the case, I still think I could bring something fun to your table,” you flirted as you left the room, not wanting to beg for acceptance.

“You’re welcome to have some fun with me if you want!” Jeff called out after you as the other six groaned in disgust.

*Present Day*

One semester later and you were still sitting in the once empty seat between Jeff and Annie. You were something refreshing for the group. Someone who wasn’t afraid to be blunt, never hid anything, was always open about your life and your attitude. The way you saw it, too much time gets wasted hiding feelings or trying to save face. So in the moments when Annie and Shirley would go on their own sidequest in the group or when Britta tried to diagnose someone with a mental disorder, you were there to shine a light on the big picture before something big spiraled out of control and it was up to Jeff to make one of his speeches to save everyone’s ass. He would never say it, but Jeff slowly became thankful for your presence. In the beginning, he was a little threatened that you were trying to take his place as “leader” but as everyone got to know you better, you slowly fell into your role as negotiator amongst everyone. However, the flirtation between you and Jeff never stopped.

“What did you guys do this weekend?” Annie asked the group as they sat down at the infamous table.

“Andre and I went to the movies.” Shirley started.

“(Y/N) and I went to Ripley’s Believe It Or Not. We made candles shaped like our hands.” Britta shared.

“I was busy getting laid like a man,” Jeff mumbled, attention fully on his phone.

“Uh!” Annie crossed her arms.

“Gross.” Britta groaned.

“Oh, really? And exactly how does such a manly man get laid? Doggy style? Or missionary?” You turned your full body towards Jeff, hand resting under your chin. You now had Jeff’s full attention, his eyes slightly widened at your words. He quickly reacted, putting his phone down on the table and staring you down.

“Missionary, I like to see the face they make when I fuck them.”

“Really? I would’ve figured doggy. With a narcissistic ego like yours, it’d give you full control.”

Jeff smiled and leaned back into his chair. He opened his textbook then mumbled, “Reverse cowgirl.”

“Ha! Make them do all the work sounds fitting.” You mirrored Jeff and opened your book as well.

“You guys!” Troy yelled.

You and Jeff looked up to see Troy covering Abed’s ears and Shirley covering Annie’s. Britta sat covering her own.

You let out a breathy laugh and looked down.

“Alright, chapter 4!” Jeff announced. He looked down at you, feeling his eyes, you made eye contact with him seeing his side smirk before looking back at your books.

You were never shameful about the information you shared with the group. If anything you think you helped them break out of their comfort zones. Especially Jeff as you two shared your one-night stands with each other. Something Jeff solemnly enjoyed knowing how the rest of the group would respond. While this was a rare occurrence as most of both of your times were spent with the rest of the group, it was still nice to have someone to talk to about your sexual relations. You were someone Jeff has never seen before. He’d become so accustomed to a certain type of woman that he knew what plays he had to make for a quickie. But you weren’t like that. You left Jeff confused.

If anyone else talked to Jeff the way you did, he’d have them pinned against a wall in seconds because he would know it’s what they wanted. But not you. You were so matter-of-fact about everything you said, no matter how dirty. There was a time when you two were having lunch at the cafeteria together and the conversation somehow became about eating a girl out. Jeff automatically claiming to be great at it and you immediately quizzing him on his habits. By the end of the conversation, Jeff was taking notes and you had to leave abruptly to avoid being late to a class. By the time Jeff finished writing and saw you were gone, he was left slightly winded by the things he learned and slightly hard.

These interactions continued every week and slowly Jeff became more enamored with your presence. He would look for you in every room. He would be anxious if you weren’t at the study group. And most importantly, he was having fewer one-night stands. The two of you would steal glances at each other and slowly talk about things more personal. Even though you were very open to the group already, you still had things hidden. It was as if Jeff had access to a hidden flashlight that only you let him use to get to know you better.

You had always found Jeff attractive, even before joining the group. If he came to you one day and wanted to sleep with you, you’d do it with no hesitation. But you’d be damned if you were the one to initiate it. You loved the friendship you had with Jeff and how close were able to be with him. You didn’t want to jeopardize anything by having sex. So instead you flirted, and talked about having sex with other people, leaving out the parts on how you wished it was him. This was something completely contradictory to how you would normally operate. If you were infatuated with anyone else you would’ve boned them by now. But this was Jeff you reasoned. You knew how he operated. He flirts with everyone and you didn’t want to be everyone to Jeff.

That is until things started to shift leading up to one of the many school dances. You had somehow managed to capture the attention of a man named Trey. Trey flirted with you every single day in math class. You were very much not interested and you told Trey every single day. You had even expressed your frustrations to the study group. But there wasn’t much to do; he was stuck in a class with you. Things started to escalate the week of the dance.

The study group had ended another meeting and was walking to their next class together when Trey approached you.

“(Y/N), will you go to the dance with me?” Trey knelt down with a bouquet of flowers in front of you.

“No, Trey. I don’t want to go to the dance with you. I don’t want to go on a date with you. I don’t even want to talk to you. Leave me the fuck alone.” You spoke deliberately, hoping this time he would finally listen to you. You walked around him, the group following you to class.

“Hey!” Trey yelled, he ran up to you and grabbed your arm. “Just go to the dance with me, I’ll give you anything you want, I’ll show you I can be the man you want.”

“She said no dickface. What part of that don’t you understand?” Jeff scolded. His eyebrows furrowed.

“This doesn’t concern you, man. (Y/N), I love you please.” Trey caressed your face with his opposite hand.

“Ugh! Get off of me!” You slapped him and wiggled your arm out of his grasp.

“Hey!” Trey started to move towards you but Jeff dropped his books and grabbed him, pinning him against the lockers.

“You fucker. What the fuck makes you think you can force a woman to date you? You’re a pathetic piece of shit.” Jeff said in a deep, threatening tone, his face inches away from Trey’s.

A few moments later security arrived to remove Trey from the premises where he was later expelled.

“(Y/N), are you okay?” Jeff asked.

“Yeah, I think so. Thank you, Jeff.” You hugged him and let out a deep breath you didn’t know you were holding in.

It had been a few days since the incident with Trey and it was now the night of the dance. You didn’t really want to go at all but Annie begged you to and knowing you would be able to see Jeff in a suit pretty much solidified your decision. You and Jeff spent most of the night standing at a tall table drinking punch and talking about other people.

“What about her? Look how tall her heels are? I bet she’d be fun in bed.” You motioned towards a blonde on the dancefloor. Jeff followed where you were pointing.

“Nah, I don’t think I’m in the mood for anyone tonight,” Jeff revealed, taking another drink.

“Why not? I’ve noticed I’ve been doing all the talking on our relations here. What’s up with you? Erectile dysfunction?”

Jeff stifles a laugh, refusing to make eye contact, “No, I think I have my eye on someone else.”

“Oh, alrighty then. Well, I hope I get to meet her. Hey, what do you think of him? He’s a little short but looks strong.” You quickly changed the subject, flexing your arm muscles to mimic the man you were referring to.

“What for you?” Jeff asked.

“No for you, yes for me, unless you have something you’re not telling me.”

“Very funny. I just didn’t realize you were looking tonight.” Jeff still refused to make eye contact with you.

“I need something to get past Trey, he freaked me out a little and I haven’t felt like myself. I need to know I still am myself even just for a one-time thing.” You admitted.

There was a moment of silence between you two. Both of you looking at the man you brought up in discussion. Before Jeff spoke again, he sighed.

“I think you’re capable of whatever you put your mind to. Just be safe okay?”

“I promise.” You tapped his arm and made your way over to make your acquaintance.

When Monday arrived, you appeared slightly happier as you walked into the study group. Feeling more like yourself after the previous week’s events, you were excited to go to class knowing there was no more Trey.

“Hello (Y/N), how was your most recent escapade?” Pierce asked.

“Delightful. Thanks for asking.” You sat your stuff down before sitting next to Jeff and waiting for the usual banter to commence before actual work got done.

“Okay, so we’re on chapter five right?” Jeff asked, opening his book to your surprise.

“What did you not do anything fun this weekend?” You asked.

“I just want to be ready for our test tomorrow.” Jeff shrugged, never looking up at you since you arrived.

“Okay, then.” You mumbled, opening your textbook too.

At lunch, you noticed how Jeff decided to sit on the other side of the table from you as opposed to usually sitting next to you with his arm around your shoulders. You pretended not to feel hurt by it and continued to participate in the group’s discussions, glancing at Jeff every once in a while, trying to figure out what was wrong.

By the end of the day, Jeff had hardly spoken to you and you had had enough of it. You were determined to know why your best friend was giving you the cold shoulder. So, after your last class of the day, you walked out to Jeff’s car, knowing he wouldn’t be there for another 10 minutes after his class. You leaned against the driver’s door, arms crossed, and waited.

“You better not have scratched the paint.” He called as he approached you, his keys in hand. “What do you want?”

“I want you to tell me what the hell your problem is! You’ve hardly spoken to me all day.”

“Right now, my only problem is someone standing in the way of my car.”

“Jeff.” You sighed, not wanting to fight. “Please. Did I do something wrong? Something is different and I don’t know what it is or how to fix it. Did something happen with the girl you were talking about the other day?” You noticed a slight change in Jeff’s demeanor when you mentioned the other woman.

“No, (Y/N) you didn’t do anything wrong, this is something I have to deal with myself.”

“But it does have to do with that woman! What happened? Did she turn you down? Tell me who she is and I’ll talk to her, tell her what a “great guy” you are,” you mocked.

“No, (Y/N),” Jeff said sternly as he tried to get past you to unlock his car.

“Why not?” You pressed, stepping in his way again.

“Because you’re the woman I was talking about!” Jeff yelled frustrated. Your smile left your face and your eyes widened. “For fucks sake.” Jeff groaned. “Look, I really like you (Y/N). I don’t know when exactly it’s just-” Jeff sighed, his eyes focused on his feet as he tries to figure out what the hell he’s doing. “ We’ve gotten really close since you joined the group and yeah I thought you were hot when I first saw you but now it’s like- I don’t know you’re not like anyone else I’ve ever been wi-”

“Oh, gross please. You did not just use the ‘you’re not like other girls’ line on me.” You interrupted.

“No! Would you just shut up for a second? It’s just I can usually read people and tell if they’re interested in me or not and you’re unpredictable. You take my shit and throw it back in my face, you’re someone I can talk to and I’ve never felt like that before. I don’t know how to explain it because I don’t have my shit together but I don’t like seeing you with anyone else. I stopped seeing other woman because I kept imaging they were you. And I don’t want to fuck things up with you. So I’m sorry I’ve been a dick today I just-”

You grabbed Jeff’s collar and smashed your lips against his. It wasn’t pretty. In fact it was very messy. Both of your lips moving against each other’s in some form of hunger. After a few seconds you pushed him away leaving him confused for a second. You had his attention now. Jeff was no longer looking at the ground but was searching for your eyes to figure out what the hell that was. Except you weren’t looking at him now. You were staring off into space as you briefly touched your lips with your fingertips as if to make sure that really happened. After a few more moments you finally made eye contact.

“I’ve wanted to do that since the first day I saw you.” You admitted. Jeff let out a small, breathy laugh, his lips curving at the edges. “Jeff, I don’t like seeing you with other people either.”

“Are you serious? You never said anything! You always have something to say when you have feelings!”

“Because you flirt with everyone! And I don’t want to be everyone to you. I can’t just have sex with you and go back to normal.” You crossed your arms and leaned back against his car, no longer looking at Jeff, closing yourself off. You just let your biggest secret out in the open to the one man who’s opinion actually mattered to you.

“Hey,” Jeff whispered, “look at me.” Jeff set his books down on the roof of his car and placed his hands on your shoulders, leaning down so he was eye level with you. “You are not just like everyone to me. I like being around you. I like talking to you. I want to keep you safe. And I really want to fuck you.”

“Jeff?” You looked up at him with wide eyes. “I really want you to fuck me.” You whispered, tilting your chin up towards his, he could feel your breath on his lips. Jeff leaned dow the rest of the way, pressing his lips back on yours a little calmer than the first time but no less hunger. His left hand settled in your hair, his right one on your hip pulling you closer to him where you could feel his hips against yours. Jeff pulls away slightly but continues to kiss down your neck.

“My place or yours?” He asks.

“Mine’s closer.” Jeff reluctantly pulls himself off of you and finally unlocks his car. You run around to the passenger side and let yourself in. Jeff throws his belongings in the backseat and you give him directions to your apartment.

When you arrive to your apartment you had a difficult time unlocking your door with Jeff pressing himself against your back. His arms reached around your body, one grabbing at your breasts as he turned your neck into a work of art. You decided two can play at this game and pushed your ass into his crotch eliciting a low groan from him as he halted his advancements.

“Naughty girl.” He whispered. You laughed as you finally got the door open and let him inside.

The two of you continued your making out as you guided him to your bedroom. By the time he pushed you down on the bed you were both stripped down to your underwear. Jeff took the moment to stare at your body spread out on the bed waiting for him. You bit your fingernail in anticipation and took the moment to stare at Jeff’s muscles as well. You could see the outline of his hard cock in his underwear.

“God, you’re so hot.” Jeff said as he knelt between your legs and placed himself above you. He leaned down to kiss you, his left arm holding him up while his right arm held your hip. Your arms loosely wrapped around Jeff’s neck and your legs around his waist. Your tongues meeting and mixing different tastes causing you to moan. Jeff moves his kisses down your neck to the tops of your breasts that sat above your bra. He leaves marks wherever he travels.

“Can I take this off?” Jeff asks, sitting up to look at you.

“Yes.” You lean up on your elbows so Jeff can reach around your back and unclasp your bra. He quickly throws it off to the side and you lay back down.

“Fuck.” Jeff mutters to himself making you laugh but your laugh is cut short and turns into a moan when Jeff starts to suck and lick your nipples. Whatever isn’t receiving attention from his mouth is receiving it from his hand and within minutes your breasts are covered in purple and blue markings.

When Jeff is pleased with his work he continues to kiss down your navel, stopping at the top of your underwear before he leans back on his knees and looks down at you.

“Is it okay if I take these off?”

“Yes.” You breathe. Still in disbelief that Jeff is going to see you naked. You lift your hips enough for Jeff to easily move your underwear down your legs and he tosses them in the general direction of your bra. He kneels between your legs and starts to kiss up your inner thighs. You stare at your ceiling, trying to control your breathing as Jeff Winger gets closer and closer to your pussy. Before he advances further he looks up at you and notices how you’ve closed your eyes and your chest move up and down with each breath.

“Hey, are you okay?” He reaches up to grab one of your hands in his.

“Yes, yes oh God. I just, can’t believe this is real.” You laughed, making eye contact and grasping his hand tighter in yours. Jeff smiles and squeezes your hand back.

“Tell me if you want me to stop and I will.”

You nodded, smiling at Jeff and watch him lean back down to his previous position, his hand still holding on to yours. He has your legs spread wide enough for his shoulders to fit between them. He has the perfect view of you. Without further ado, Jeff licks up between your folds. You sigh, pressing your head back against a pillow, closing your eyes, and relishing in the pleasure of Jeff’s tongue. Jeff continues to explore your pussy and runs his tongue along the sides, around your hole, and back up to your clit where he gives it a couple of swipes making your hips move up and a moan escapes your lips. Jeff smiles and uses his free hand to hold your hips down.

Jeff focuses all of his attention on your clit. Sucking, licking, moving his tongue in circles, he explores other sensitive areas until he finds the exact spot that makes you cry out and focuses all of his attention there. He never moves, never stops, you’ve never experienced someone as persistent as Jeff was at making you come from his tongue alone.

“Oh my God, Jeff fuck.” You whined, your hand still squeezing Jeff’s, the other one pulling in his hair. Jeff groaned at your noises and picked up his pace feeling your hips move against him.

“Jeff, I’m close. Fuck don’t stop.” You were a mess. You could feel yourself teetering on the edge of euphoria and finally the dam broke. You cried out and Jeff let you move your hips against his face and slowed his pace as you came down from your high. Jeff crawled up your body and kissed you, softer this time. You could taste yourself on his lips and tongue.

“I like how my name sounds when you say it.” He confesses in a whisper.

“Who taught you how to do that?” You smirk.

“You did.” He matched your smile, reminiscing of your conversation about eating girls out.

“I must be a fantastic teacher.”

“One of a kind.” Jeff pushes off of you, rolls off the bed, and walks to your bedroom doorway where his jeans lay. He pulls out a condom from a pocket and walks back to you.

“How many do you usually keep with you?” you inquire. Jeff hesitates for a moment, trying to read in between the lines of your question. Do you actually care and this is an insecurity talking? Or are you just making fun of him? He looks at you and sees you with your hands folded behind your head. You give him a soft smile and raise your eyebrows in a suggestive way. Jeff laughs.

“Just the one. What did you expect?”

“I’m surprised you don’t have a rep from Trojan following you around at your beck and call.” Jeff lets out a huge laugh making you smile proudly.

“I tell you what,” Jeff pulls down his boxers, “I’ve never laughed this much during sex.” He rolls the condom onto his cock and looks back up at you. All signs of jokes and playfulness have left your expression and you just stare at Jeff’s cock.

“Do you like what you see?” Jeff poses, hoping to make you laugh again, not entirely sure what you’re thinking. You bite your lip and make eye contact again. You nodd at Jeff, truly at a loss for words at his naked appearance. Jeff smiles and returns to his original position above you but you place your hand on his chest to stop him.

“Wait, I want to be on top.” A glimmer shown in your eyes at the idea. Jeff lets you push him over with little hesitation and now his arms are folded behind his head and your legs are spread on either side of Jeff’s waist.

“If you want to do the work, be my guest princess.”

“I just like the idea of having Jeff Winger under my control.” You whispered in his ear and kiss below his earlobe. You continued to move your lips across his neck and up to his mouth again. Your hands grab onto Jeff’s and pin them by his head. Jeff groans, his body slightly tense but nevertheless, he lets you take the lead. Whatever makes you happy.

You pull back into a sitting position and slowly lift yourself up to hover over Jeff’s cock. You wrap one hand around him and pump it a few times. Jeff quickly inhales and sighs at the feeling. You run his tip between your lips and shudder as you pass your clit. Jeff groans in response and your legs shake slightly.

“Fuck, I guess I’m still sensitive.” You smirk.

“I must be a fantastic student.” Jeff retorted about his handiwork. Finally, you line up Jeff’s cock with your hole and slowly lower yourself onto him. You fall forward, your palms pressed against Jeff’s chest to hold yourself up. Jeff’s hands automatically find your hips and follow them as they lower all the way down until you’ve fit all of him inside of you.

“Oh my God.” You breathed staring down at Jeff.

“Fuck sweetheart.” Jeff groans, “you feel so fucking good.” His voice deep and raw causing your pussy to flutter slightly making Jeff flinch. You slowly raise yourself up and down, gaining a rhythm and speed. Jeff’s hands never leave your sides.

“Holy shit, you’re so fucking sexy (Y/N).” Jeff groans. His hands run up your back and pull you down to be level with him. His hands return to your hips and he moves with you, meeting your pace but hitting even deeper inside you.

“Oh fuck Jeff, yes!” Jeff groans a low guttoral moan at your noises and picks up his pace. It doesn’t take much for you to let him take over again and he’s pounding his cock up into your pussy, hitting all the right spots to make you feel dizzy. Your hands are running through Jeff’s hair, you’re face down on his shoulder as he slams his hips up toward yours.

“You’re mine (Y/N).” Jeff spanks your left buttcheek making you cry out.

“Jeff please, I’m so close.”

“I’ve got you (Y/N).”

Jeff continues to hit your favorite spot until he feels your pussy start to convulse around him. You let out a string of moans and cries of Jeff’s name as he makes you come. With a few more thrusts Jeff is groaning too and his hips still inside you. He thrusts a few more times before finally relaxing and calming his heartrate.

Jeff wraps his arms around your back, your chest pressed against his, your face positioned towards Jeff’s but you’re too tired to open your eyes at the moment. Both of you breathing heavily, sweat sticking your bodies together. After a few minutes, you lift yourself up and slowly raise your hips off of Jeff before rolling onto your back.

Jeff rolls off the bed and walks to your bathroom to dispose of his condom. He cleans himself up a little and puts his boxers on. He taps on your thigh to get your attention.

“Hey.” He gently whispers. You look up at him and see a washcloth in his hand. You spread your legs a little with as much energy as you can muster and he gently cleans you up as well. Once he’s done, he pulls your covers over you and joins you in your bed. He starts to wrap his arms around you to spoon you but you surprise him by turning around and wrapping yourself around him like a koala while he’s flat on his back. Your head lies on his chest and you can hear his heartbeat if you’re quiet enough.

“What does this make us?” You ask. Jeff tenses below you making you laugh. “Relax, I know you. I’m not looking for a boyfriend girlfriend label I just… want to know where I stand with you.” You explain.

“I promise you’re the only girl I have sex with.” Jeff offers. You smile.

“Likewise. But is that dating? Or friends with benefits?”

“We’re seeing each other.”

“We’re seeing each other.” You repeat.

“You’re more to me than a friend with benefits.”

“But dating would mean boyfriend girlfriend?” You ask.

“I don’t want to rush whatever this is. I don’t want to complicate it with labels. I just want it to simply be.” Jeff explains in a rush. Feeling as though he finally got something off his chest yet, still worried about how you’ll react.

“Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Yeah, okay.” You tilt your head to look up at Jeff and see him already looking down at you. You raise your left hand to run through his messed up hair. “We’re exclusive together.” You shrug. “I can do that. And when you decide you want a label, let me know.” You confirm.

Jeff feels as though he might cry. He’s never met someone so understanding of who he is and doesn’t push him into anything he doesn’t want. But instead, he opts to kiss you and hope that you can feel his appreciation than way. You return to laying against Jeff’s chest and Jeff lays back on your pillow, both of your arms wrapped around each other as sleep takes over.

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depressedgothgrl · 2 years

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“How long have you been fucking Nate Jacobs?”

Lexi:

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depressedgothgrl · 2 years

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could you do a 🍃🐸 with nate?

i hate hate but also wanna fuck him

y’know

You had never squirted before, so Nate had made it his mission to be the first one to do so. He was seated in the drivers’ seat of his white pick up truck, seat reclined back, while his large hands grabbed the flesh of your ass. Dress riding up, you held your tits in your hands, as you bounced up and down on his cock. His tempo was unrelenting, teeth gritted as his long cock reached your cervix, a small pain emitting from the intrusion, “Fuck, you’re so fucking small,” he grunted, causing you to whimper. Brown strands fell over his dark, empty eyes, “Could break you in half—right on this fucking big cock. Shit!”

Biting down on your finger, your wide eyes rounded when one of his hands smacked your ass, hard. Letting out a cry, his being hand flew to your throat, making you look down at him, “Shut the fuck up and take it,” he hissed, eyes glinting when he spotted the tears in your eyes, “No one ever made you feel this good before? Huh? Is that it? No one ever make you squirt ‘till your little pussy runs out?”

His dirty words made you frown, a different feeling beginning to tingle in your lower stomach. Muscles clenching, you blinked quickly up at him, trying to push yourself off his cock. At that, he smirked, rising his hips so that you wouldn’t get away—continuing his brutal thrusts, “What? You gonna squirt all over my cock?” He questioned, titling his head. He released your throat for a second, leading you to gasp a large amount of air, “Tell me how much you want it, sweetheart. Don’t run away.”

“Feels—weird,” you whimpered, holding onto his chest, “Don’t—know what’s happening, I think I’m gonna pee—“

He pulled his cock out, interrupting you, before grabbing it with one of his hands and rubbing it up and down your pussy. When his slippery tip making contact with your gushing slit, then up towards your small, abused bud, the balloon in your stomach had popped. Eyes growing wide, you let out a shriek, feeling a new sensation heat up the insides of your cunt. While in the middle of your high, his hand squeezed around your throat, causing your head to fly above the heaven.

Thrashing in his grasp, he held your hips against him, as he chuckled, “Fuuuuck,” he growled out, eyes glued to the way your pussy violently spasmed, “Good fucking girl. Wet that dick, sweetheart.”

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depressedgothgrl · 2 years

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i break my own heart by expecting people to be as attached to me as i am to them

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depressedgothgrl · 2 years

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rue: go away fez in taking the biggest shit right now

fez: you like want some pepto bismol

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depressedgothgrl · 2 years

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So what type of requests do you take for nate jacobs because I don't want to make you uncomfortable <3

i take any. hit me w it

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depressedgothgrl · 2 years

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hey pretty, i’m aliyah <3

hi omg im seikura 😱😱

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depressedgothgrl · 2 years

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PLS IM VRYING HAHAHA. i love you LMAOO

party fun

warnings: smut (p in v, unprotected sex, creampie)

summary: it started with a gas station, and ended in a bathroom with nate.

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you didn’t actually understand how you got in this position. it all started with you walking to this new years party. you had already been walking for a while ‘til you saw a gas station a few miles ahead, which was great since you had to pee. speeding up, you make it to the small gas station. after you pee, you go to grab a drink.

“[y/n]? is that you” the familiar voice calls out. your heart drops. you immediately knew who called for you. turning to the voice, you finally find the confidence to respond. “hello, jacobs.” you tried avoiding him throughout all high school. especially when the rumors of him hurting maddy came out. and when the rumors were “proven false”, you still tried to avoid him just in case. you had a small crush on him a while back, so seeing him alone right now was a bit uncomfortable and awkward. nate smiles a little at the name “what’re you doing here all alone?” he questions, tilting his head to the side a little with curiosity. “i’m walking to a party, because i don’t want to drink and drive.” he nods and continues to stare at you. this started to worry you a little. “i-is there something on my face or something?” you quickly ask him. he laughs and shakes his head. “no, you just look really good tonight.”

“oh, t-thank you!” you you start to blush, looking down to hide the slight smile on your face from the compliment. he knew what he was doing, he wanted to make you flustered. he had his eyes on you for a while. if it wasn’t maddy, it was you. he knew that you liked him in the past, your friend mckay accidentally told him. and now that maddy & him broke up, he can actually take action about it. “hey, i’ll but you what you wanted and give you a ride there. only if you want.” nate says, stepping closer to you and looking into your soul. “well, since you offered..” you say, going to grab a water and handing it to him. “this all?” he asks before going to grab a six pack of beer. you simply nod and look at your sneakers. you never wore heels, since it didn’t fit your type of style. you were wearing a black dress with white sneakers & left your hair down.

nate didn’t understand how on earth he felt this way, but he needed you. desired you. he wanted to touch every sweet spot on your body. you were against a lot of things in his list of likes and dislikes. you hung out with boys and girls, talked like a guy sometimes, had body hair, & wore whatever you wanted. you were insecure obviously, but at the same time you never gave a shit what anyone said about you living your life the way you wanted. and that might be the thing pulling nate in like a magnet. the fact you do what you want no matter the consequence made nate need you in his life.

“hey you can wait in the car if you’d like.” nate offers, to which you agreed to and started walking outside. once nate came to his car, he started the engine and began to drive. when you grabbed your water you noticed there was an awkward silence in the car, and nate noticed too. so to break the ice, nate starts a conversation. “so how are you? we never talk so i thought i should ask.” you turn to him to see him looking at the road. “i’ve been.. well.. living” you responded back. he slightly chuckled and nodded, “yeah i can relate.” you could feel the tension swimming around in the car. but you weren’t going to say anything or act on it. “want a beer?” nate offers, and you accept. while he had one hand on the wheel, he used the other to grab the glass bottle. he cracks it open for you and hands it to you. you take a couple of sips and enjoy the ride as nate turns up the radio. a few seconds later you feel the car go faster. you turn to nate who’s drinking a beer and staring at you. he starts speeding up more and you just smile quickly and drink your drink to distract you from looking at the speed rise by the second. your breathing starts to speed up aswell as you grip the car. part of you wanted to ask him what he was doing, but the other part was too scared to even move a muscle. you look at nate and then the speed reaching 100 mph. you tried to hide it but there was so much fear in your eyes. suddenly the car jerks and goes slower and your beer spilled all over you.

“jesus fucking christ” you shout grabbing the bottle and trying to clean up the mess made. nate simply starts to laugh while you laugh in relief that you guys didn’t crash. “you’re nuts nate” you huff out while unbuckling your seatbelt. he continues to laugh and shake his head as you look for napkins to fix yourself. once you did get a napkin and do what you had to, you looked at nate, who was staring right at you. now its getting real. his eyes were dark, and his stare was burning holes into your skin. the both of you feel the tension. its so thick you can cut it with a knife. resist it [y/n], resist. you told yourself but yet you didn’t listen. before you knew it, you guys were at the party. the car parked and you guys got out the car in a hurry. nate grabs your hand and then speed walks inside. “hey, wheres the bathroom” nate asks a random person at the party. they point to an area and he muttered a thanks before pulling you with him to the bathroom.

once you got to the bathroom, he shut the door and pushed you against it. he hungrily kisses you, and you kiss him back immediately. his hands explored your body as you guys make out. he grabs the straps of your dress and pulls it halfway down. breaking the kiss, nate makes his way to your breasts, gripping them while putting one in his mouth. you whimper as he toys with your nipples with his hands and mouth. the sound of your whimpers drove nate insane, and he grew impatient. he stops playing with your tits and begins to pull his pants & boxers down. he didn’t hesitate to rub his dick on your throbbing cunt. you let out a breathy moan, letting your head fall backwards. nate was about to put it in before you stopped him. “hm? what’s wrong?” he asks, scanning your face to find the issue. “nate, i’m a virgin.” you confess, letting the embarrassment eat you alive, causing your cheeks to get flushed.

this made nate very happy. why? because he loved having someone or something to possess. to own. to him, this means you trust him so much you’ll do anything for him. when nate lost maddy, he lost the one thing that mainly filled his possessive void. so he felt like this was a second chance. “i’ll start gentle, okay?” he looked into your eyes with care and sincerity. this made you feel safe. you nod softly and prepared yourself. you looked down and saw how huge he was. nate slid his tip into you, and you hold your breath, grabbing onto his arms. he pushed himself in deeper, getting more and more turned on the more you’d whimper. he gave you seconds to adjust, and once you gave him the green light, he started moving in and out of you a little faster. you moaned loudly as he went deeper, stretching you out with every inch of his cock. nate looked at you as he fucked you against the bathroom door, causing him to groan in pleasure. he observed every small thing about you, the way your eyes rolled back the harder he thrusted into you, the way you bit your lip to stop the pornographic moans slip. he loved every single second if it. while he goes to kiss your neck, nate’s hands roam your body. one gripping your tit, & one making figure eights around your clit. you clench and moan, causing nate to groan in response. “you’re so fucking tight, [y/n]” he grunts & pants.

you look at nate just to see him staring right back at you. he grabs your one leg and wraps it around his waste, giving him easier access to go deeper into your cunt. you as nate pounds into you like a sex doll, someone starts banging on the door. the both of you ignore it, too deep into this euphoric experience. the person on the other side of the door continued to bang on the door. “i’m using the fucking bathroom!!” nate exclaims, still fucking you senseless. a feminine voice responds, “nate?”. you gasp loudly and your eyes widen. you knew who the voice belonged to. it was maddy. nate put his hand on your mouth, to prevent you from making a noise. you expected him to pull out and shoo maddy away, but his movements didn’t stop. he goes closer to your ear and says, “don’t make any noise, and we won’t get caught. i’m not stopping til you cum.” if it weren’t for maddy behind the door, you would’ve got lost in the raspiness in nate’s voice. “hurry the fuck up nate i have to pee!” maddy shouts and continues to bang on the door. “jump up a little, i want both legs around me. now.” nate mumbles in your ear again as he removes his hand from your mouth. you follow instructions, and when you jumped, you were slammed back into the door, making a loud banging noise. you begin to panic as maddy bangs on the door back.

“what the fuck are you doing, nate? hurry up.” maddy shouts, pounding her fist on the door. nate simply ignores her and fucks you with everything in him. your breathing begins to speed up, and your whimpers started to get louder. you wanted to warn him that you were close to your orgasm, but it was only replaced with high pitched moans. nate had no choice but to cover your mouth. he felt you clench repeatedly on his dick and it only brought him close to his orgasm too. nate puts one of your breasts in his mouth, sending you over the edge. with a loud, muffled moan against nate’s hand, you cum all over him. he loved the way you looked while you milked his cock, the way your nose scrunched, and the way you still whimpered against his palm. he continues to pound into your pussy until he came inside of you. he stayed deep inside for a couple of seconds before pulling out. so much was running through your mind as he pulls his pants up. maddy banged on the door, screaming for nate to come out. now you too had to find a way out without his ex seeing you.

[a/n] i feel super filthy & i dont even know if this is good- i’m going to sleep LMFAOO.

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"its my comfort show"

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do you even love me?

warnings: nothing serious besides cussing.

summary: you’re fighting with your boyfriend, nate jacobs

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it was 11 o clock at night, and you were fighting with your boyfriend. it was the same every single time. “maddy this, maddy that” & you were over it. you were sick of everyone comparing you to her. it made being with nate harder, because all the attention & gossip is on and about you. “i’m so sick and fucking tired of being compared to your fucking ex, nate! it’s literally draining me. every fucking day its ‘oh! thats something maddy would wear!’ and fucking ‘do you know about his history with her?’ im fucking over it, nate!!” you complained, flinging your arms dramatically as you express your anger. nate was so over your constant yelling about maddy. it was the only thing you guys would argue about, and it was draining him as much as it is draining you. “jesus fucking christ maddy you’re being dramatic-“ nate scoffed as your heart drops. he looked in your eyes with immediate regret, especially when he saw the way it affected you. your eyes watering, mouth slightly parting in pure disbelief. “this? is my fucking point nate. this is this shit i was scared of actually happening!” you snarl while a couple salty tears fall onto your pitiful face.

“i fucking said maddy because we are fucking talking about maddy! you are reaching for a fight at this point.” nate angrily hisses, his voice raising mid-sentence. you scoff and roll your eyes, “i.. i can’t do this anymore, nate. no matter what i do, what i say, what i change.. i’ll never be enough for you. and its because i’m not her.” you numbly speak monotonously. “[y/n], it’s not even like that.” nate sighed, wanting to just drop the stupid argument he didnt completely understand you kept having. he doesn’t even talk to maddy anymore, not even as a friend. nate’s attention is all on you, but you can’t see that because everyones instigating is blinding you. “do you even love me?” you mumble, but loud enough for him to hear. nate stayed silent, looking at you.

“okay then.” was all you said before grabbing your purse and walking out his room, shutting the door behind you. you knew you didn’t want to leave, but you couldn’t even stand to be near him if he didn’t even love you. you’ve dated for nearly a year now and he hasn’t even said it. this was the last straw. you start walking down the steps before halfway nate comes out his room. “[y/n], wait please.” nate started, “i do love you.” you turn around, now facing in his direction. “don’t say it just because i want to hear it. do you really mean that?” you implored with visible exhaustion. nate tried to get the right words to form a sentence but it was too late. you started walking to his front door, slamming it as you walked home in the dark cold night.

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sneaking around

warnings: smut(ish), some mentions of oral (f receiving)

summary: you meet with nate on a friday night

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you couldn’t explain it, but you really liked nate. maybe it’s only because he took your virginity, but ever since you guys figured out a way to get out the bathroom, you couldn’t stop thinking about him. it’s like he is living in your mind rent free. you even went up to him at the party, acting like it’s the first time you guys saw each other. surprisingly, nate played along, mainly because he liked the fact you had more interest in him. after he was beat up by your good friend, fezco, you we’re on the verge of crying. panicking over the bloody body, you try to see if nate’s still breathing.

nate wouldn’t admit it out loud, but he really liked you too. maybe it was the innocence that trapped him, but he was trapped and he couldn’t get you out his head. nate wanted to be with you, but there was just one little problem… maddy. even though he likes you, he knows maddy and he knows he’d always love her. but now he is confused in which girl he actually wants. when it came to you, he liked how you were sensitive and emotional, and he liked how you never cared about peoples opinions too much. he believes if he was dating you sophomore year instead of maddy, he would’ve never grew up to do the things he did. but when it came to maddy, they have too much history to “let go”. he was so confused and lost, and he was stuck going back & forth with himself to think about who he wants.

you, maddy, some random guy, and mckay carried him to maddy’s car and drove him to a hospital. you sat in the back with nate while maddy drove. you held nate’s hand and tried to fix your breathing, you couldn’t try to calm someone down when you’re freaking out too. you couldn’t tell if he was conscious or not, but you told yourself that he was so you could think positively. once you guys got to the hospital, you & maddy never left nate’s side. maddy was understandable, but you? this confused maddy a lot. you never mentioned him whenever you guys were near each other. you and maddy weren’t friends if we were being honest, but you were friends with kat and cassie, so you were always around maddy. she grew suspicious of you and nate, but was mainly worried about him being safe.

it had been a few days since you took nate to the hospital, and you couldn’t stop worrying about him. you wanted to go to the hospital, and see if he was released yet, but you didn’t want people to assume the worst. all you could do is just wait for him to be released and see him, and you hated every second of waiting. at one moment, you were in your room waiting for the phone to ring. and you were wishing it would be maddy with some news. your leg bounced up and down, and bit your nails in anxiety. once five minutes pasted, you couldn’t take it anymore. picking up the phone, you ring up maddy. “hello?” maddy answers. “hey maddy, i just was curious.. was nate ever released? i have been worried about him since the party, and i don’t have his number or anything. but i know you guys probably talk still?” you ask out to the girl on the phone. it was silent for a couple of seconds before you get a text from her. then she speaks up, “that’s nate’s number, but yeah. he was released yesterday. he left me the sweetest text.” you smile to yourself, pretending it happened to you and not her. “that’s so cute, but thanks for his number, im gonna text him and tell him to get well soon.” you say, rushing and dying to get off the phone with maddy. “okay, bye [y/n].” she said before hanging up.

you looked at maddy’s message for several minutes before just tapping the number. it began to ring, as your heart started pounding. you put the phone to your ear again with a shaky hand. “hello? who is this?” nate questions. you begin to really panic. “hey uhm, nate? it’s [y/n], i wanted to check in on you and ask if you feel any better?” you barely speak out. your anxiety taking control by each second of silence. “hey [y/n], i’m feeling as better as i can. how’d you get my number?” he responds. “maddy gave it to me. but that’s good! i was really worried.” you answer quietly, scared he’d tell you to leave him alone. “oh, okay.” was all nate said back. there was a comfortable silence after that. you guys both sat on the phone like that for another minute before he speaks up. “so, how are you?” nate questions. you smile to yourself before responding, “i’ve been good. i’m probably holding you up from… something-” “you’re not holding me up from anything, if anything you’re keeping busy.” he quickly states, cutting you off. you started to miss him. a lot. “okay this is random.. but.. do you think i can see you? anytime soon?” you ask nate. you could hear the fear of the question in your voice. “next week, i’ll come see you next week.” he responds with. the both of you said your goodbyes and you waited for the next week.

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the week was a blur, you continued to wait for the day nate asks for your address and comes to see you. he was all you thought about every time you woke up and went to sleep. nate nate nate nate nate. that’s all thats swimming in your brain. you tried to avoid maddy as much as possible, because you are a horrible liar. but when you couldn’t avoid her, you tried to avoid topics of nate and dating. the days of the week went on until friday, you get a text from nate. he asked where to get you, and you texted him back with your address. and since then you couldn’t wait to go home and get ready.

it was around three when you got home, and you got into the shower immediately. you washed your hair & body, and touched up on shaving. you wanted nate to love everything about you. little did you know, he already did. you spent a little time on your makeup, making sure its not too much nor too little. god time goes so slowly when you are waiting for something. you waited for a couple of hours before finally grabbing something to wear. a skirt and simple tee with some sneakers. you never really tried to look super feminine for a simple meet up before, but with nate it was so different. your phone rings, and you go to see who is calling, and as always, its maddy. you sigh in disappointment before answering the phone. “hey maddy, whats up?” you ask, finishing up your look before flopping backwards on your bed. “hey, do you want to go bowling? kat asked if i wanted to go but i thought i should ask if you’d wanna come with me.”

you felt guilty. this is the girl who used to be inlove with nate. and you were about to see him. you didn’t want to let her down. “yeah, i’ll be there as soon as my mother gets home, stay out late so i can meet you guys there!” you respond. trying not to let your guilt show through your voice. “okay i’ll text you which bowling place. bye [y/n]!” “okay, seeya maddy!” you hang up quickly and turn your phone off. you felt horrible. you were going to see her ex, then hang out with her like nothing happened. your phone dings, and you think it’s maddy, but its nate this time. your guilt soon fades, as a smile rises. he was here. you rand downstairs and into his car. as you were getting in his car, you didn’t know it, but rue saw you. but you were to focused on him to actually care about anything else. “hey [y/n].” nate quickly says before pulling you to him for a kiss. you loved how he made you feel. you felt so special, like you mattered. “hi nate, where we going?” you ask, looking into his eyes with a visible blush on your cheeks. he notices this, but ignores it and says, “just enjoy the ride.” before putting the car in drive.

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you guys were driving for some time before finally coming to a stop. you guys didn’t talk the entire ride. well nate didn’t talk, and you were just afraid to speak because of the serious look on his face. if you were being honest you thought he was going to drive you guys off a cliff at one point. “first i wanna start by saying, i really like you [y/n].” you smile slightly, feeling this huge wave of excitement wash over you. “but maddy, she will kill you and me if she finds out about us.” he continues. “i’m sorry but we can’t see each other anymore.” your heart slowly sinks, but you didn’t want him to see that. so you got out the car and walked only a couple steps away from it. you don’t even know where you are, so you’re not gonna run away or anything. you look at your phone and its an unknown number. it says to track the phone, and then a location is sent. you, being curious, you follow it. and soon after a couple of minutes, you walk up a set if stairs, and went to a corner. the phone was right there. as you picked it up from the floor, nate comes up the stairs. you turn to him, shaking the phone in your hand. “you’ll go the extra mile to sneak around with me?” you jokingly state, handing him the phone back. “i’d do anything for you.” was all he said before leaning in, kissing you softly and passionately.

you melted in his kiss like ice cream on a hot summer day. nate noticed this and deepened the kiss, pushing you onto the wall. he pulls away, and admires you. he loves the sight of your neediness and desperation. he takes the phone, and puts it in his pocket. nate starts to slowly make his way down to your thighs, kissing all the way up to your core. he looks up at you and into your eyes, “how will you ever look maddy in the eyes again?” he mumbles before going straight to your throbbing bud, kissing it before going down on you completely. you felt guilty, but you didn’t at the same time. you loved sneaking around, and you loved doing it with nate, no matter the consequence.

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you and nate had had sex at a construction site. and you felt gross. dirty. you felt slutty. you even said it to nate, that’s how much the guilt was eating you alive. he reassured you that there was nothing to worry about and that you weren’t slutty. he wanted you to feel like you were still pure and clean from the filth of the real world. “wanna come to my place?” nate asked you as the both of you got back to the car. you shook your head and responded, “no thanks, drop me off to this bowling alley, ill text the location for you.” he just nods and once you sent the text, he started the car up. nate grabbed your face to look at him, and he kissed you one last time before driving.

once you got to the bowling alley he parked, and looked at you. he stared for a good 7 seconds before saying goodbye. you smile at him and leave, waving goodbye and going into the bowling alley. as soon as you walk in you see kat, ethan, jules, and maddy all hanging out. you go to the register to pay for yourself and went straight on over to maddy and the others. “[y/n]!” maddy exclaims and runs to you as she brings you into a tight embrace. this felt odd because uou guys weren’t really friends, but you liked it. but that happiness soon turned to sadness when you realized you just slept with her ex boyfriend. you felt guilty, and wrong. but what she doesn’t know wont hurt her.

[a/n]: eh not my best writing but part 3 is better

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