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Just like the movies

Jake Gyllenhaal smut

Heyyy! I'm back and even more disgusting❤

Prompt: You wish Jake would be rougher with you in bed, but you're too afraid to ask until he finds out by himself.

Warnings: little Nightcrawler spoilers, LOTS of spanking, dirty talk, daddy kink. Dirty stuff. Oof.

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When you started dating Jake you had seen some of his movies, but not all of them. You saw that Nightcrawler would be on tv that night, and that was one of his movies you just couldn't wait to watch.

The fact that Jake was spending the night didn't make things awkward, cause whenever he was on tv, he didn't mind watching it with you.

When the movie started, you two laid down on the sofa, he was spooning you with his hand lazily placed on your belly.

No one dared to speak during the movie. It was too tense. You felt a mix of pain and admiration when you saw how skinny Jake was… It made you uncomfortable because he looked lonely and unhealthy, but, at the same time, you were so proud of him, because he was such an amazing actor.

You were so engaged in the story that it felt like you were in the backseat of Lou's car. It was on that scene when they were parked in front of the restaurant, watching the murderers of Horror House and Rick refused to get out of the car, so Louis told him:

"What if my problem wasn't that I don't understand people, but that I don't like them?

What if I was obliged to hurt you for something like this?

I mean… Physically."

You felt your blood leaving your body for a moment. You were so confused. That was wrong in so many levels, but it was so hot. So fucking hot. It probably didn't have anything to do with the movie, but it was all about Jake saying that… Those words in his voice and a whole different context. You had absolutely nothing to complain about your sexual life, it was amazing, it wasn't always sweet lovemaking, could get a little rough sometimes, but… Not as much as you wanted it to be. And at that moment, all you wanted was him to hurt you. But you were too afraid to ask, what if he thought you were weird? You never felt so frustrated in your life.

Little did you know, though, that Jake realized there was something wrong. As soon as Louis finished that last phrase, your body reacted. His hand was on your stomach and he could feel it contracting at the same time as you brought your legs closer to your body, pressing your thights together. Your heart was racing. At first, he thought you were scared, but then he realized. He knew your body too well. For the rest of the movie, he paid attention to every little reaction you had whenever Louis did something dangerous. But nothing compared to that one scene… Your body never relaxed after that. You were on fire for his darkest side.

When the movie ended, you didn't know what to do. You needed him. You were praying he wasn't in the mood for something sweet at that moment, but it was better than nothing. You turned around to face him and he put on his most innocent face. He knew what you wanted, but he wanted to hear it from you.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and brought him closer for a kiss.

"Did you like the movie?" He said against your lips.

"I loved it." You kissed him again, but he just wasn't kissing back. "You are amazing. I'm speechless."

You didn't understand why his body wasn't answering. You started kissing along his jawline and sliding your knee between his thighs.

"What are you doing?" He asked in a serious tone. Your heart stopped for a second. Why was he mad at you?

"I just want you." You explained in a sad tone.

"That psychopath didn't make you this horny, did he?" He kept his serious expression. Now you were glad you never mentioned anything, he was clearly mad at you before you even tried.

"No…" You said so weakly that if he didn't have his chest pressed against yours he wouldn't be able to hear.

"You keep lying to me. Why, Y/N?" He gently grabbed you behind your neck and brought you even closer, so he could whisper in your ear. "I fucking hate to be lied to. What if I was obliged to hurt you for something like this? I mean… Physically."

You thought you were hallucinating for a second. He said it… the exact same line. How did he know?

"You really are speechless, aren't you?" He smirked. "But I asked you a question, babe. What if I had to hurt you right now?"

"That's all I want." You admited, keeping your head down.

"Do you want me to hurt you, babygirl?" He lifted your chin and forced you to look him in the eyes.

You nodded slowly.

"Stand up." He said, and you didn't think twice before doing it.

"Now you have to promise me something." He said, sitting on the sofa. "You are allowed to change your mind. If you feel uncomfortable at any time, any time at all, you tell me and I will stop immediatly. Can you promise me that? I really don't want things to get out of control."

"I promise." You nodded again. You thought you couldn't get any hornier, but after he said that, you just couldn't wait anymore.

"Good girl." He organized his ideas for a moment. There was so much he wanted to do to you. "Now take your clothes off. Leave only your panties on for me."

You eagerly removed everything but your panties and stood there waiting for whatever he would ask you to do next.

"Now you will go to that armchair and bend over." He waited for you to start walking and stood up, following you. "Ass in the air so I can use it, did you understand me, honey?"

"Yes, daddy." You smiled at yourself. It wasn't the first time you called him that, but now it felt like you were using it the right way.

You bent down on the chair, using your forearms to hold your weight and kept your butt as high as you could. He stood behind you and grabbed your butt with both hands, squeezing it as he admired the position you found yourself in.

He kept squeezing with his left hand, but you felt the right one leave for a moment, before landing again on your butt. Hard. You leaned foward a little because the sound was so loud it scared you. But when you felt the pain fading and a mark of Jake's palm forming, you quickly moved your hips to their former position.

"Was that okay, honey?" He asked a bit worried.

"Yes." You assured him. "I want more."

"More?" He hit you again, on the left side now. Your body responded the same way, leaning foward. "How can I give you more if you don't stay quiet?"

"Sorry, daddy." You held tightly to the chair, trying to not move. "I can't help it."

"Why not?" He hit you on the first place again, making the pain more intense. You moved a little less, but still moved. "Nobody ever taught you to be a good slut for your daddy? Do I have to teach you everything?"

Before you could say anything, he pulled your panties down to the middle of your thighs.

"Look at this." He chuckled. "You're fucking soaked. You really like it when daddy spanks you, don't you?"

"I love it, daddy." You rested your head against the chair and gripped it with all the strenght you had. He slapped you again, and this time you didn't even flinch.

"See?" He sighed. "It wasn't that hard, was it? I'm proud of you, babygirl."

He just kept doing it. Harder and harder but you didn't move. You learned to scream instead. And it drove him wild when you did.

"Baby." He said in a sweet voice, giving you a break. He started to lovingly massage your bruises. "You're fucking leaking all over your thighs, can you feel that? God, I had never seen you this wet."

He collected the wetness running down your thighs and spread it on your butt, squeezing it hard as he did it.

"Please." You arched your back more and more.

"Please what?" He asked innocently. "Haven't I done what you wanted? You wanted me to hurt you. You should see it, my love, it's so beautiful. Can't wait to see the beautiful shade of purple this will turn tomorrow. You won't even be able to sit. Isn't that what you wanted?"

"Yes, daddy. Thank you." You smiled at that thought.

"You look so happy, you filthy thing." He smiled too.

He shoved two fingers inside you without a warning, making you moan grip the chair again. But never moving your ass an inch away from him.

"Looks like you really learned. What a good girl I have." He bent down to kiss the way from your lower back to your neck. "Maybe I should fuck you. That's the award little sluts like you appreciate the most, isn't it?"

"Please, fuck me." You wanted to touch your clit so bad, but you had to use both hands to stay still.

"I will, darling." He said, standing behind you again. You couldn't really see him, but you could hear him opening his zipper and pulling his pants down.

You shut your eyes and focused on the feeling of him stretching you. It wasn't slow and gentle like he used to be. And you could swear his dick felt even bigger in this position. But you were wet enough to take him.

His big hands grabbed your hips and started to pull you against him like you were nothing but a toy. After a few thrusts, he decided it would be faster if he moved his hips instead of yours. He kept his hands on your hips, using them for balance and you could swear your back would break at anytime, but you didn't care. You needed him to hurt you that night.

He was pounding you so fast and his hips hitting your bruised butt had you seeing stars. You didn't know how many orgasms you had before he finally came inside you.

"Stay here." He said a few seconds after he removed himself from inside you. "Don't move."

You just nodded. You didn't think you would be able to, not even if you wanted.

He put his pants back on and went to the bedroom, coming back with his phone and some tissues in his hand.

He stood behind you for a moment and you had no idea what was happening.

"Fuck, Y/N." You could hear the smile on his voice.

He put his phone and his pocket and used the tissues to wipe the mess he made with your wetness and his cum. He cleaned you carefully and placed a small kiss on the area where he beat you the most. Then he grabbed your waist and helped you stand up, but your back was even more painful than your butt. So he sat on the chair where he fucked you and brought you to his lap, where you curled yourself up.

"Too much?" He asked, actually worried at your state.

"Perfect." You shook your head and gave him an exhausted smile, resting your head against his chest. "Thank you, daddy."

"You deserved it, babygirl." He kissed the top of your head. "As long as you don't hide things from me anymore, okay? We could have done this so long ago. If you need anything, daddy will be so happy to give you."

"Same goes to you." You said. "I would do anything for you."

"Anything?" He smirked and grabbed his phone, unlocking it to show you the picture he took a few minutes ago.

Your eyes widened. You couldn't believe that was you. Your butt was deeply marked, the red already turning to blue and you had his cum running down your legs.

"This." He continued. "This is the hottest thing I've ever seen in my life."

"Can we do this again?" You asked shily, not being able to take your eyes off the screen.

"Now I'm going to take care of you, babygirl." He stroked your cheek with his fingers. "And when you heal, you'll see. We're only getting started."

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