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babyjakes · 5 months

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not trying to play. [blurb.]

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event | kinkmas 2023

prompt | nipple play

pairing | bf!jake jensen x subby!reader

warnings | reader is so subby, soft babie!! sort of dom!jake vibes ig?? it's jakey so all those fun petnames :)!!! tummy rubs <3. teasing. nipple play. begging if you squint. just foreplay in this one, but taking things further is implied.

word count | 502

an | hehe dis one is dedicated to my angel my babie my sweetie pie @brandycranby, a little while back you were thinkin a lot about nipple play (and i know how much you love acnh!!) so i thought this would be a fun little piece to write for you!! i don't write nearly as much nipple worship as i should, i hope you enjoy bby!! <3

"Look Jakey, Rosie moved in!" Your thumbs swirled happily over the joysticks of your controller as you directed your little character across the screen. Jake had been sweet enough to hook up your Switch to the big TV in the living room, allowing you to show off your game as he held you contently in his lap.

"Rosie," the blonde repeated after you as he saw the indigo cat pop up on the screen. "She's so cute, baby. Her house is so pretty!" His efforts to follow along and engage with what you were showing him were endearing, but his gentle hands creeping up to rest on your sides suggested he might have more in mind than just an innocent gaming session.

You giggled quietly as his teasing fingers rubbed faint circles over your tummy. "Tickles," you hummed softly as you did your best to focus on the game.

"Does it, honey?" Jake grinned, leaning his head forward to sneak in a kiss on your cheek. "You're so silly, sweetie. Just be a good girl for me and keep playin' your game, okay?" Your chest filled with butterflies as his voice dropped down to that yummy, rumbly part of his register. Watching you squirm softly beneath his gaze, Jake smiled. He knew exactly what he was doing to you; turning you to water in his hands was something he took great pleasure in.

You gulped, managing a nod in response. As you did your best to continue through your on-screen tasks, the man's practiced fingers slipped silently under your shirt, pausing to give your bare belly a few loving strokes before venturing upward. He was quick to undo your bra's front clasp, pulling the garment's straps down and away from your shoulders with ease. As he brought a cool hand up to cup each of your breasts, you couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

"J-Jakey," you mumbled, now feeling hopelessly fuzzy and distracted.

"Shhh, sweet girl," Jake murmured soothingly, working your soft skin between fingers, "don't mind me. Just playin' with you, cutie." When he brought his thumbs and pointer fingers up to begin gently pinching at your hardened nipples, you couldn't help but let out the prettiest little whimper the man behind you had ever heard.

"Oh baby..." his voice dropped even lower as he rolled your tender little knots of flesh between his fingers. His tantalizing touch sent tiny sparks shooting up through your nerves, causing heat to pool in your chest as your breaths picked up in pace.

"Jakey," you whined again, your voice wobbling as it came out just short of a plea.

The blonde chuckled at your desperation, cooing as your thighs began rubbing mindlessly together in an attempt to ease the friction building down in your core. "Okay, okay," he gave in as he reached around to take your controller from your shaky hands. "I'm done teasing, baby. You need me to carry you?" he asked knowingly, nodding in the direction of the bedroom.

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ronearoundblindly · 1 month

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Jake Jensen Masterlist

Romance 🔥 || Smut 🦆 || Author Fave 🍀 || Angst ⛈️ || Fluff 🌼 || Dark Fic 🌘 || *** denotes work for all ages || Main Story Complete ✅

SERIES --

Jake x gn!ops!reader ✅

This Can't Be The Moment (a kiss where it doesn't hurt) 🌼⛈️ Confidence Is The Absence Of Control (love confession) 🌼Painful...But In A Good Way (redo confession) ⛈️🌼🔥

Jake x bartender!Reader (coming soon) (concept post)

Davey Bones and His Treasure (undercover!Jake) 🌼🔥🦆⛈️ Mr. and Mrs. Wyler (you and Jake in WITSEC) ⛈️🔥🦆🌼

ONE-SHOTS --

Jake x sick!reader comfort 🌼⛈️

Board Games/Arts & Crafts (drabble prompt) *** 🌼

Rerouted (fight and makeup ask) 🌼⛈️

A Kiss to Distract (Valentine's ask) 🌼 ***

Shut Up, Jensen (a kiss to shut them up) 🔥🦆 -> follow up ask

Dirty Headcanons: 🔥🦆

Impact Play, Not Yet, and Routine

Kissing

Sleepy Sex

Photography

Extra Info

[Main Masterlist; Light Masterlist; Ko-Fi]

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onsunnyside · 1 year

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Jake Jensen 100% has a PA piercing YOU CANT CHANGE MY MIND

YES HE DOES !! (hehe drabble below)

me thinks: jake has the whole gamer thing going on, the certified tech nerd in his frat. he's always wearing sweaters or long sleeves, so you're in for a surprise when you attend a mutual friend's birthday party. jake is there, beer in hand and laughing with his frat bros, and his arms are full of tattoos, and so is his chest from what you could see peeking out from under his shirt. you knew he had piercings (various ones on his ears, his nose, eyebrow and his tongue), but it never crossed your mind that he'd be into tattoos.

me also thinks you two get pretty close that night, with liquid courage and the comfortable environment, you find yourself in his lap by the bonfire. you're sharing a drink (something he mixed up in the kitchen) and conversing with your friends. one thing leads to another and he's showing you his bedroom, his gaming system and the many posters on the walls. You sit in his gaming chair, spinning around with a smile, "this is nice and all, but I'd rather see something else."

"Uh.. and what's that?"

"Your tattoos." You lean forward, tugging him closer by the hem of his shirt. "I didn't know you had any, and now I'm too curious."

and well 😳 you've always thought he was cute, but now he's hot as hell, shirtless in front of you and talking about his tattoos in his deep voice. mayhaps... you drop to your knees after noticing the bulge in his jeans (can you blame him? you're looking up at him so sweetly, licking your lips and tracing over his ink. he could get hard if you just spoke to him) and your night just keeps getting better and better after you see the shiny metal hoop going from the slit to under the fat bulbous head: "Uhm... sorry, I probably should've warned you."

"Are you kidding?" You hurriedly strip off your dress, gripping the thick base, he's heavy too and longer than you expected, "You just got a hundred times hotter."

His eyes widen behind his glasses, a red flush blooming from his neck to his cheeks. "Really?"

"Yeah, but you know what'll make you a million times hotter?" You gently kiss up the prominent veins, your panties getting damp at the sound of his quiet groans. "If you let me milk your cock tonight, daddy."

Extra thot: his nipples are also pierced

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imyourbratzdoll · 1 year

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𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔

🎄christmas masterlist🎄

warning - smut, slight somno, oral sex, tiny elf male nearly dies happily from pussy, human reader, stalker behaviour.

18+ only please, the gif and header aren't mine.

Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.

Jake’s whole body shakes with giddiness, running into your bedroom with a giant smile. He stops and stares at everything in wonder, and there’s a sparkle in his eyes as Jake takes in the larger things. His bright blue eyes land on your sleeping figure, feeling his heart skip before running over to your bed and desperately climbing the sheets that hang over the sides.

Soft grunts and groans escape him as he pulls his tiny body up, and a sigh of relief leaves him when he finally reaches the top and flops down. Jake quickly stands, steadying himself before heading over to you. His eyes widen when he realises you have nothing on underneath, stumbling around to your spread legs, and his mouth begins to water.

Your soft, silk-white nightie hiked against your hips, exposing your glistening core. The tiny creature quickly gets closer, Jake’s eyes rolling back as your sweet scent enters his senses. A soft squeak leaves his lips when Jake’s small hands touch your flesh.

Excitedly, Jake quickly strips from his uniform, tossing his tights, sweater and hat to the side before he dives in. His tiny tongue moves against your soft cunt, licking and sucking all of your juices into his mouth. Jake’s head moves swiftly from side to side as he fills the room with moans and groans, never having tasted anything sweeter.

Jake laps up your marshmallow-tasting juices, eyes rolling to the back of his head before he leans up and sucks your swollen pearl-shaped clit into his mouth. His eyes closed, enjoying the feel and taste of you. Never wanting to leave this little slice of heaven he’s stumbled across.

His mind becomes clouded, his mouth moving to your opening, where your delicious honey leaks out. Jake becomes so lost in your taste, his head slowly poking inside you as he wants more. He needs more, and his tiny hands grip the sides of your folds as he pulls them open. Becoming greedy and hungry, Jake doesn’t realise how lost in you he has become.

Jake begins to crawl inside, not in control of his actions. Drowning in you as his tongue swirls and slurps up every bit of your sweet juices as he can, his bare body covered in the sweetness without realising.

You wake, confused and slowly blinking away the blurriness. The feeling of something moving inside you awakens you from your slumbers, a soft moan falling from your lips at something prodding your sweet spot. Your hand slowly moves down your body, brushing against your erect nipples before appearing between your legs.

The feel of your wetness arouses suspicion, and admittedly, you were having pleasant dreams of some large unknown man with a greying beard and a thick cock thrusting in and out of your tight hole.

Slowly, your fingers enter your gaping hole. Searching for whatever has managed to enter you while you slept, strangely feeling calm and somehow knowing it isn’t something as bad as others would think. Brows furrow as your fingers connect with something, wrapping around whatever it is and slowly pulling it out.

You lift your hand, blinking in confusion as your gaze is met with a tiny naked man. Same but different from the one from a few nights ago, the little being between your grasp squirms, seeming busy with licking the leftovers of you from his skin. A joyful hum comes from this creature as he seems off in his own world.

Slowly, still confused. You place the tiny man down onto your chest, watching as he happily hums before it stops, and he slowly looks up. A pout forms on his face as he looks around, wondering why he isn’t between your legs and devouring your sweet nectar. His head slowly turns, gaze connecting with yours, and his eyes widen.

Jake clears his throat, saddened by being disturbed and taken away from his heaven. His cheeks turn a bright cherry red, feeling embarrassed that he’s been caught indulging in his desires, especially by such a pretty human with a small, shy smile. He lifts his tiny hand and waves, aware that he’s still covered in your delicious juices. Jake slowly stands, his legs wobbling before he darts back between your legs.

He casts a sad, longing look at your cunt before picking up his clothes and darting his way down and off the bed. Jake makes his great escape, tugging on his uniform as he runs, not looking back to see you watching him with a still-confused gaze.

Slowly, you lie back down against your pillow. Blinking away the confusion as exhaustion takes over your mind and body, you don’t notice the large man in your room as sleep takes over.

thank you for reading!

feedback and reblogs are greatly appreciated.

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thezombieprostitute · 5 months

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Just thinking of Jake and a New Year's Eve kiss. Because of his work he's often away for holidays but this year he finally gets to be with you.

You: Jake, why are you so nervous?

Jake: This is our first New Year's kiss. I don't want to disappoint you.

You: Sweetie, we've been together for a long time. You know you don't need to be perfect.

Jake: but it's a New Year's kiss! This is important! What if I screw it up so bad you never want to do this again? What if this super romantic moment is "just okay"? What if the kiss goes wrong and it ruins the entire year?

You: Jake Jensen, look at me. You are amazing and have made my life better in so many ways. And that goes beyond the romantic stuff. As long as I get to greet the new year with you, it'll be a great start to things.

Jake: I didn't deserve you. You're an angel.

You: well, when we're not alone I'm an angel. Do you wanna skip the party and have that kiss tonight in our own bed?

Jake *freezes in excitement*: I'll text them and say you're not feeling well.

#jake jensen fluff #Jake Jensen #new years kiss #Jake Jensen drabble

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our-marvel-universe · 11 months

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June Challenge Drabble

Here it is my entry for @the-slumberparty June challenge! This drabble is short and sweet. enjoy.

Pairing: Jake Jensen x Reader

W/C: 344

A/N: I imagined this as Jake x reader from my fic IRL but it can easily be read as a stand alone!

Windows down, music blasting the most amazing woman wearing a breathtaking sundress in the seat beside him.. Jake is sure it doesn’t get better than this. Your hand rests in his as he drives up the highway bringing you closer and closer to your destination. This moment is so perfect he hopes the rest of your trip is just as good.

Every year he and his family do a week together up in Maine and this year you're his plus one. As much as he wants you to meet everyone he’s not big on the idea of sharing you with his entire extended family. He already had a hard enough time sharing you with his sister and her kids. They’d been absolutely obsessed with you since the first time you all went mini golfing. You and his sister now have standing nail appointments and you of course come to all Petunia related events for the girls. It’s great. He loves how you fit into his life so seamlessly.

That being said he especially loves when he gets you all to himself. It’s why he refused to drive up with his sister and her kids. It’s why he mapped out the slightly longer route so he could stretch out this road trip. It’s also why he booked accommodations close to but separate from the rest of his family.

All he ever wanted was to be with you, he loved you so damn much and he couldn’t believe how lucky he was to find you. He’s spent every free moment he’s had lately browsing apartment listings hoping to find a place good enough for the two of you. He knows it’s something you two have to do together, but just the idea of living together has him so over the moon he couldn’t wait. But his sister's right he needs to actually talk to you. See if it’s something you want. And he will, he definitely will. He's going to talk to you about it before the week ends. He just hopes he likes your answer…

Ok I know I left this on a cliff hanger but I promise it is a happy ending! These 2 dorky magnets are very much in love so don't even worry about it!

If you love these two and want to see more of them then hit that reblog button and maybe even leave a comment? It would make my whole day. 😊💛

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chasingmidnights · 10 months

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The T. Swift Project

Title: Long Story Short

Pairing: Jake Jensen x reader

Warnings: 18+ only, minors DNI! I really think that the only thing that you need to look out is some angst. I apologize if I miss anything but you are responsible for what you read!

When you first met Jake, you were just coming out of a rough patch in your life.

You tried to pick your battles but eventually you fell off of your pedestal.

Misery followed you everywhere and you felt your walls crumbling.

You had clung to the nearest lips and well, long story short, it was the wrong guy.

But Jake was there to pull you from the rabbit hole you'd been fallin' down.

Now, you were all about him and you lived in peace.

You couldn't help but think about how well he treated you compared to the other guys.

The longer you were with Jake, the more you wanted to drop you swords and throw them in the bushes. You were tired of all of the battles.

Long story short, you were once in a bad place with the wrong guy.

You were fallin' down a rabbit hole when Jake pulled you out. Now you were all about him and living in peace.

You remembered how you thought that if someone came at the two of you, this time you'd be ready.

Long story short.

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peyton-warren · 1 year

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Starry Night- Blinded by the Fog Drabble

Characters: Jake Jensen, Reader Pairings: Jake Jensen x Reader Word count: 929 Type: angst and fluff Warning: 18+. Minors DNI. teenage pining, teenage angst. stupid high school rituals.

Summary: takes place roughly 10 years before Blinded by the Fog timeline. A glimpse into Reader and Jake's time in high school together. Takes place roughly a month before the hot cider drabble.

Author's Note: As I've been struggling with Chapter 6 of BBtF, I saw this post of December prompts from @creativepromptsforwriting and am attempting to make them mostly Jake & Reader based so I get more of a feel for them to help Reader with her grief. And thank you to @adulting-sucks for her continued support, none of these would be done with out you.

Ask Box: Open

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It was the first night football game your high school had ever played, and even though neither of you were big sports people, you and Jake headed to the game. You were surprised to find the parking lot of your small school packed, you had to park your beat-up hand-me-down car blocks away.

The two of you were not deterred though. Jake threw the pack with your needed supplies on his back while you tucked the folded blankets from your trunk under your arm. By the looks of the parking lot, you two would be lucky to find spots on the bleachers, and you weren't sitting on the damp grass this cool September evening in New Hampshire.

"C'mon, twerp," he teased. "Get those little legs moving or we are gonna miss the puck drop."

You laughed at your best friend as you threaded your arm through his. "Wrong sport, sport."

"Yeah yeah whatever. Just get a move on."

"You got a hot date you wanna tell me about?" you teased as he all but sprinted with you attached to him. "Someone on the cheer squad catch your attention?"

"Wha- no!" Jake sputtered his denial while side-eyeing you.

"Football team then?" you tried. It was the start of your senior year, and your best friend had yet to develop or rekindle any kind of crush on anyone at the school, which seemed odd to you. The man was often floundering over some pretty girl in one of your classes.

Jake sighed. "Just leave it be, wouldya? Already told you there's no sense in that with me leaving after we graduate."

"Never gonna come back to our fair town again? Run off to places unknown and never look back?" Your tone was teasing but inside your heart ached. For the first time in a decade, you and Jake wouldn't be together. He was already signed up to join the Army, hell bent on getting away from his parents. And you had your eye on a college clear across the country, for your own reasons. You were more than a little scared of losing him to the distance and experiences.

"Nah, don't be silly. I'll always come back for you and Jo, Leia."

You didn't even attempt to hide the bright smile that spread across your face as you tightened your arm around his. "It's been ages since you've called me that, you know?"

Jake paused his steps to look at you, confusion filling his features. "No it hasn't," he insisted. "I call you that all the time."

"Yeah it has," you admitted softly. "Those nicknames, our nicknames, are the only good thing Dad left behind, you know..." You voice fell away, hiding the pain that was still hard for you to handle all these years after your dad walked out on you and your mom. It was he who gave you two the nicknames of Luke and Leia not long after Jake's 8th birthday party. You were as thick as thieves and always getting in trouble together, in separable.

Jake stepped into your personal space and pulled you tight against his chest, knowing intrinsically what memories of your dad were going to do to you. "I know," he mumbled into the top of your head. "I do know."

The hot prickles of eminent tears filled your eyes and you pushed with all your will to keep them from spilling. Tonight was supposed to be making fond memories for you two to look back on after you both left this tiny town. You weren't going to let your lousy father get in the way. Pulling out of Jake's embrace, you shook your head.

"We should get going if we are gonna get to see any of the game," you insisted, trying to distract yourself from the sweet if befuddled look on Jake's face that happened whenever he tried to comfort you. Grabbing his arm, you quickly make your way to the crosswalk leading to the school ball field. Poking the walk button, you bounced on the balls of your feet, trying to excite you both into this evening's activity.

Suddenly though the lights on the field and along the road went dark, throwing everything into darkness. You leaned unconsciously into Jake's side as groans of disappointment carried over to you from the bleachers. "Well shit," he muttered. "What do you suppose happened?"

You huffed. "Probably too much stress on our tiny town's power supply," you ventured, looking around to see that it looked like the whole town was black. With a pout, you looked back at your friend. "What are we gonna do now?"

"Wait and see if they come back?" Jake suggested with a shrug.

Blowing a raspberry, you tilted your head back, your childish noise dissipating as you caught sight of the stars above you. "Oh my God, Jake, look. It's the Milky Way! I don't know that I've ever seen it in person. No, wait, I know I've never seen it in person. I’ve never seen anything awesome in this fucking pathetic lil town of ours. God, I can't wait to get out of here and see so much of the world that we are missing," you sighed deeply, silencing your silly diatribe.

Your gaze slid from the view above down to Jake's face, finding him looking at you. "You are supposed to be looking at the stars, doofus," you gently teased, slightly turning his head with your finger under his chin.

"I am," he said so softly that you didn't really hear him as your eyes reflected the star light.

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xcaptain-winterx · 2 years

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Jake Jensen Masterlist

One Shots / Drabbles

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babyjakes · 10 months

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if this was a movie.

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summary | your nerdy best friend is gonna make you a star.

pairing | nerd!best friend!jake jensen x reader

warnings | jakey is lowkey a perv but that's exactly how we love him. best friend!jakey except he's so down bad for reader. reader is nervous/inexperienced. filming/making porn. fingering (both holes >:^)). heavy clit focus, my beloved <3. clit slapping. squirting. praise and humiliation. so many petnames (it's jakey, duh.) me again picking a taylor title bc i have no impulse control.

word count | 1,165

an | hehe well :^) i've been thinking about nerdy bestie jakey for a while and i just thought i'd write a little something for him, i've been thinking a LOT about pornstar/director au's lately and this felt like a cute little way to enter the genre. hope you guys enjoy, please help me spread my love for jakey by reblogging!!! <3

"A-Are you sure about this, Jakey?" you ask, wide-eyed as you lean back carefully against your best friend's second-hand leather sofa. In front of you, the blonde-haired boy fiddles with his camera, trying to get the angle of the tripod just right.

Jake looks up at you through the round frames of his glasses, giving you a confident smile. "'Course I am, sweetcheeks," he promises as he finally finds a shot he likes. "Remember all those filming classes I took in high school? Looks like they're finally gonna pay off," he chuckles.

"I-I just, I don't know," you admit shyly as your friend hits record, a small red light shining to the side of the camera's wide lens. "Will people even wanna watch this sort of thing?"

Jake furrows his brow as he crouches down in front of you on the floor, reaching out a hand to rub your knee as you hug your legs up to your chest nervously. "Of course they will, cutie. You're gonna be a hit, just wait and see. Guys online will go crazy over a sweet little thing like you." He gently places a large hand over each of your knees, easing them to either side of the couch to give the camera a full view of your sheer lace panties. "These are so pretty, honey," Jake murmurs as he carefully runs a few fingers over your clothed pussy, causing heat to rise up in your cheeks as you let out a soft whimper. "Don't be nervous, sweetie. Try to forget the camera's even there, yeah? S'just you and me, I got you."

You turn your head to the side, too embarrassed to watch as your best friend continues petting you lightly over the thin strip of fabric covering your most sensitive places. "Mmm," you can hear the smile in Jake's voice as he notes, "you're already getting wet, sweetheart. Look so sweet like this, doing so good for me." He focuses a single finger to rub against the small damp patch in the center of your panties. "Right there," he sighs happily as he takes his time teasing you. "What do you say, pretty girl? Should we give your adoring audience a closer look?"

His hands come up to hook under the waistline of the undies as he gently eases them off of you. Your legs instinctually close again, but he's quick to open you back up for the camera, spreading you nice and wide as your cheeks only burn more with humiliation and uncertainty. "There," Jake coos, giving the viewers the exact shot he knows they've been waiting for. "There she is, oh my," he chuckles as he drags a finger through your leaking folds, stringing out your arousal for you and everyone watching to see. "Look at how excited you are, baby. Here, why don't we just-" his voice lulls a bit as he uses both of his large hands to spread your dripping cunt further open, his mouth practically watering at the sight. "Oh honey," he murmurs. "You've been keeping this all to yourself? What a shame, s'the prettiest little pussy I've ever seen."

Your muscles twitch as the man keeps you suspended in anticipation, just lightly manipulating your flesh this way and that to give the camera an array of angles and views, with all of you spread out so helplessly, of course. "Wanna make sure they can see everything, sweetie," he explains in a soothing manner as he pulls back the hood around your hardened bundle of nerves, giving the exposed head a quick few swipes with his finger. You gasp, jerking at the sudden burning pleasure. "Mhmm, just as I thought," the blonde observes aloud. "Already so sensitive, aren't you, cutie? You're very swollen down here, guess I'm not surprised."

Jake brings the pads of two of his digits down to begin circling over your drenched hole. "Easy, sweet thing. M'gonna stretch you open now, okay? Wanna let your fans see how tight this little baby pussy is." You let out a fluttering sigh as he coaxes his fingers into you. "That's it," he encourages you, "fuck, so fucking tight, pretty girl." He takes a moment with his fingers fully inserted, spreading them apart to let your viewers see your poor little hole being stretched as far as it can manage.

Once he's satisfied with the spectacle he's given, he begins working his fingers in and out of you, his pace gradually increasing as your legs fall further apart while you hum and moan softly to yourself. "Good, that's my good girl," he smiles as he surprises you by spitting down on your puckered asshole, earning a gasp from you as your knees tremble.

He begins teasing the entrance to your virgin bottom with the pad of his thumb, biting his tongue in concentration as you begin falling apart beneath his touch. "J-Jakey," you groan softly in humiliation, "please, I- oh!" Your protests are cut off by a strained whine escaping your lips, his thick digit having forced its way past the tight outer ring of your poor rosebud. "Jakey, Jakey," you whimper, your eyes rolling back on their own as your head falls to the side, the pressure in your tummy becoming more and more urgent.

"C'mon, cutie. Keep making those pretty sounds for me. You gonna be a good girl and cum for the camera?" All you can manage in response is a string of incoherent whimpers and whines. Jake chuckles almost cruelly at the pathetic state he's brought you to. "I'll take that as a yes. Almost there, baby. Here, let's help you out a little, huh?"

His free hand finds your clit, tugging back on the surrounding skin to expose the poor bundle of nerves as he again swipes mercilessly at it, reducing you nearly to tears as an unbearable tightness forms in your gut. "Please, please!" you pant, your hands scrambling to grip at the couch beneath you as you hurtle to the edge of your climax, well past the point of no return.

"Come on, sweetheart. Give us a big one," Jake cheers as you cry out in euphoria, your body convulsing violently as your orgasm tears through you. "That's it, that's my girl," Jake beams proudly as he rips his fingers out of you, smacking his drenched digits down against your poor exposed button to force you to squirt. Across your entire body, your skin is ablaze. Your high feels like it lasts for entire minutes before finally beginning to cease, tiny shocks and tingles shooting through your limbs as you float down, struggling to catch your breath.

Through half-closed lids, you can barely look out at the blonde-haired boy kneeling before you. He smiles gently, easing his fingers out of you as you let out a final set of jumbled whimpers. "That's my girl," he says again, reaching up to cup your cheek softly. "I just knew it. My girl's gonna be a star."

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Rone! My last weeks have sucked major ass. I had to put down one of my sweet cat babies who I was so attached to, she was mi baby and I her human. Then my son ends up with Covid a week before his musical show in which he’s a lead, and now I’m don’t with pneumonia and maybe Covid. Is there any way my fluffy Steve or Jake Jensen, or Colin Shea would comfort me? I’m sick of crying 💙

I'll try my best here, but note that I am attempting this while a tension headache rages, preventing me from sleeping for most of the night and morning.

Warnings for some maybe gross mentions of sickness things and dirty humor. You know you expected it; be real. No clue what the word count is and there has been absolutely no attempt at editing because I am le tired.

It's bad. It's just all bad.

You can't stop whining and breathing out these dramatic heavy sighs, but you don't care because it's all bad. This feels like your body, mind, and soul are all dying and fighting for who gets to go first...

...and they all want a prize and attention for their troubles.

Welp. Fuck you, mind, body, and soul. There's your prize. Eat me.

This is apparently them saying 'yes' to that challenge.

Normally, Jake works with his gigantic headphones on (when he's home), and since you can't hear him and can't remember whether or not he kissed you goodbye this morning (because maybe you're remembering yesterday or a week ago in your fever state), you just assume he isn't there or cannot hear you.

It's fine. You're strong. You don't need to ruin his day. You can take care of yourself.

Meds. Meds first.

Nope.

You crash land right out of the bed, smooshed between the frame and the wall. Maybe you can make this work. You sink into the fetal position to regain some composure before trying again.

"Jesus, baby, are you okay?"

Shit. He's home.

Your groaned attempt at 'm' fine' comes out like a death knell. Oh yeah, that'll get him back to work right away.

His arms are under you in seconds, but instead of just placing you back on the covers, he sits and cradles you while you cough.

"What all hurts?"

It's not until you open your mouth to answer and taste salt that you realize you're crying, but that just makes you more upset and cough again.

"Okay. Okay," he soothes, "I got you." Jake kisses your forehead and audibly hisses at the temperature. "Hang on. Let me just..."

He calls his team to make sure they know he'll be in and out of communication for a while. Afterward, he shuffles about the bed dressings and tucks you into a little makeshift nest, knowing you may stubbornly try to leave again.

Jake brings over a Powerade and the entire medicine cabinet in his meaty arms, proceeding to ask you about every possible symptom and weed through any meds to help you. The bottle is nearly gone by the time you swallow it all, so he gets another while fetching the thermometer.

"Oof, so hot, babe."

Nope, Jake, it very much hurts to laugh. Please rein in your Jensenness for the foreseeable future.

Shockingly, he does no such thing.

He gathers every pillow and blanket in the house, even grabbing your son's Star Wars comforter. It smells like your boy as you tuck it up to your chin and settle your head on Jake's thigh. He's brought his laptop into bed so you can snuggle while he monitors your fever.

"What about Bryce?" You can barely form the words.

"Called my sister. She'll pick BJ up at three and have a playdate. Take him to the Petunias' game tonight if needed."

Jake smiles. Leave it to him to ensure your kid is semi-named after a sex act. The bastard knows he's too adorable to say no to, and Bryce is just the same. It's awful. You love them so much.

And then Python attacks your feet twitching beneath all the covers.

What once was a scraggly kitten found proudly hunting a garter snake in your backyard has become a fat and happy lap cat...who will absolutely murder anything that wiggles.

You already had a BJ in the household, so no, Jake was not going to get away with calling the sweet--if vicious--grey tabby 'Anaconda.' There have to be some standards in this place.

There are no standards in this place.

"Hey, cutie," Jake mumbles, petting down your sweaty hair. You must have fallen asleep again. "Time for a re-up."

He gingerly feeds you the meds and more sports drink, offering some dry toast that you get a few bites of before the room spins a little and you give up.

Suddenly, you're on fire and all the covers must go away. Python chirps her annoyance at being buried momentarily before she just burrows right back in.

After another rest, Jake exclaims--far too loudly--that your fever's heading down, but you still feel very rough. Once he raps up one more call with Clay, confirms that Bryce will stay for the game, and hauls over the rest of the Powerade case to share, your big, burly man-child puts on 'Must Love Dogs' like you've done dozens of times before.

He laughs and cries with you, eventually slouching all the way down so that your head now rests on his chest, tucked under his chin.

Jake checks his watch before shifting to you excitedly. "Hey, you wanna do some more drugs?"

You groan out a less painful laugh than earlier and take the pills.

The credits roll and Jake scoops you up.

"Sorry, honey, where are my manners?! I've been with you all day and you're still not naked. Can't believe you put up with me..."

He sits you on the dressing bench by the bath as it runs, putting too much of too many good-smelling things in the water, and it's perfect. Jake takes his time to delicately peel off your sleepwear which you sorta want to burn now. He's an angel. He's too nice. The standards in this house are set way too high by him, and damn it, you're gonna cry--nope, you're already crying again.

Jake lets you soak while he texts his sister, showing you all the little videos of Bryce having the time of his life watching his cousin and kicking around a spare soccer ball with another player's little brother.

"I can work on his form," Jake mutters. "Oh! Look at that! See, I taught her the headbutt." He taps his screen excitedly while the streak of his niece races down the field. "Taught her that...."

Big goofball is all the family you could ever want, but he's an amazing uncle and father, too. Even though you're sick, you love these peaceful moments alone with him.

You feel that vice-grip of tension float away in the steam. Slowly, your body refills with you instead of aches and pain. You close your eyes while Jake giggles and shares terrible memes and jokes from his team. Your eyes finally open when he presses the back of his fingers to your neck, checking.

"Better?"

"Who are you," you whine.

"Hardy-har--" Jake stands from his spot on the bath mat "--you're not clammy anymore at least."

"That's what a hot nurse is for."

He doesn't engage with your antics, and instead grabs two big fluffy towels to set within your reach. "I'll go pick up BJ."

You stretch out like Python (except she wouldn't be caught dead in the water).

"Oh good, because then you'll come home to a BJ."

Jake snorts, shoving his fogging glasses up his nose, a tinge of pink creeping above the collar of his graphic tee.

"You're sick."

You wiggle your eyebrows and shimmy your breasts in the water, finally feeling a bit more human. "Yeah, baby. You love it."

"You know I do," Jake says solidly, kissing your very wet forehead before rubbing his goatee across your cheek.

There's no pain in the laughter this time. You're on the mend now. All is well in the Jensen Household of Total Loons, or it's getting there, in its weird Jensen way.

There is no option to not put terrible puns and dirty humor into a life with Jake Jensen. There just isn't. Fight me.

Hope this makes you feel better, dearie.

As my two fur babies have tried to impart kitty-power on me all day, I am so sorry to hear about your wee one. I'm sure she knew she was loved until to end and still very much is. I also hope you and your son recover quickly. Hopefully, he'll be ready for the stage in no time at all!

#jake jensen x reader insert #jake jensen the losers #jake jensen x reader #jake jensen drabble #jake jensen fanfiction #jake jensen x you #hurt/comfort #fluff and feels #fluff and humor #ro answers

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onsunnyside · 1 year

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heheh HI SONNY BABY! i've come to berate you with my giggly thoughts about jakey🥴 i can't stop thinking of a brother's-best-friend trope with jake... he'd turn from nerdy himbo to daddy real quick. omgomg and reader and him would kiss and he's all touchy with her, then he pulls away and gives her wet kisses on the nape of her neck, while saying, "you don't know how hard it was for me to hold back... i've waited for this for so long..." maybe he pushes her down on the bed and begins to dumb her down. "fuck, your brother would always get mad at the rest of the guys talking about you. i wonder how he'd feel if he knew i was balls deep inside of you, hmm baby?" i am screaming. 😳 ahahah i'd let him do whatever he wanted to me

hold on bc everyone always saw Jake as the quiet nerd, the harmless tech guy who wouldn’t dream of ruining his friendships. He was always the buffer, the guy who sat next you to prevent the other guys from getting close—that was his job as assigned by your dear brother, “keep them away from her.” That’s why your brother never threatened him like his other friends. And that’s how jake found it so easy to flirt with you in plain sight, get close to you and finally get you alone.

Maybe a few whispers during a movie here, or a hand on your thigh there—

“How are you still single?” He asks one night, everyone else caught up in the video game on the television.

You shrug, swooshing your drink. “My brother scares off anyone interested. I wish he’d just mind his own business and stop treating me like a kid.”

Jake nods, he’s always wondered how someone like you never had a partner, or went on a date. As terrible as it sounded, he’s glad you usually got stuck with all of them.

“Have you ever thought of just… doing it in secret?”

“I’m so bad at keeping secrets!” You groan, throwing your head back, unknowingly right on Jake’s arm that was swung behind your chair. “I don’t buy presents until the day before I’ll gift them because I know I’ll spoil it like a dummy.”

“Maybe you need the right motivation.” His voice lowers, drowned out by the cheers from the other guys. “The right risk. Someone to keep you in line, and reprimand you if you don’t keep your mouth shut.”

#sonny drabbles #sonnysprompts #bbf jensen #jake jensen #jake jensen drabble #brother’s best friend jake jensen #jake jensen x reader #jake jensen x female reader #jake jensen x fem!reader

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imyourbratzdoll · 1 year

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Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.

𝐉𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐉𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓:

♡ 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇 ➳ 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕 ❥ 𝒔𝒎𝒖𝒕 ❦ 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌

೫˚🖤❀ *ૢ🥀೫˚🌑

𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐯𝐨𝐰𝐬 ❥

summary - you give jake head that has him writing his vows.

𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 ♡❥

summary - jake sees a wonderful snack.

𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐝 ♡

summary - jake’s dog gave away your hiding place, causing you to meet the man you’ve been watching.

𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ♡

summary - you die trying to finish the quest, only for jake to become your knight in shining armour.

೫˚🖤❀ *ૢ🥀೫˚🌑

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Relax

Pairing: Jake Jensen x f!Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: ~500 words

A/N: I watched The Losers this afternoon for the first time in years to try to combat the Migraine Sads™ and I immediately wanted to grab Jensen's hand and tell him, "Oh no, baby, just stop." So here that is. 😂

It was the middle of a Tuesday afternoon and the bar was predictably dead. A couple was finishing up an appetizer sampler in the corner booth and a man and a woman sat a few seats apart at the bar. That was it. You were working alone, busying yourself rolling silverware.

As you worked through your stack, you saw the man at the bar leave his seat and move down towards the woman. He was cute with spiky blonde hair and a goatee that was kind of dorky but worked on him. Most importantly, he was fucking built. That fact forgave a lot of follicular sins. The woman was pretty. Brunette with a soft round face. But she'd been nursing an Old Fashioned for the last hour and was giving real fuck-off vibes as she compulsively checked her phone. This wasn't going to go well, but you were bored and kind of wanted to watch the train wreck, so you moved down to their end of the bar as subtly as you could.

"So, uh, you come here often?" he asked her, then grimaced. You resumed your rolling, trying to act like you weren't paying attention. "Yeah, no," he continued when she didn't respond. "I've been here a few times." He nodded to her drink. "I also like drinking. It's fun." He scowled but didn't seem able to stop himself. "And good." He shifted his eyes to the corner of the ceiling, looking like he wanted to die. This poor baby. She shot him a glare and moved to one of the high tops on the far side of the room to finish her drink. He just nodded in response.

You filled a shot glass with top-shelf whiskey and placed it in front of him. "On the house," you said.

He took and drank it without looking up then put his face in his hands. "I'm so fucking embarrassing," he mumbled. "Why is it so hard to talk to chicks?"

"Well, my first piece of advice would be to not use the word 'chicks' so much."

He chuckled, still looking down at the bar. "Any other advice?" he asked.

"Yeah," you said. "You gotta relax, dude."

He huffed. "Yeah, easy for you to sa-" he looked up at your face and stopped mid-sentence. His mouth just hung open for a moment then he took a breath to say something you were sure would be horribly awkward.

"Relax," you said again and poured him another shot. "Can I let you in on a little secret?"

"Uh, sure," he said, taking the shot seemingly unconsciously.

"You're really hot," you said with a grin. "You don't need to try so hard."

You could see his brain short-circuit. "Uh, what?"

"You heard me," you smirked.

"Why does it feel like you're flirting with me?" he asked, adorably confused.

"Because that's exactly what I'm doing," you said. "I guess I like the awkward ones."

He blushed and ducked his head bashfully. "I'm Jake," he said, extending his hand to you. You took it and gave him your name.

You checked your watch. "Well, Jake, I'm done here in about two hours," you said with a significant look.

He gave you another cute, little confused look and then, "Oh! You mean-?" You just smiled at him and he matched it with a grin of his own that lit up his whole face. "Ok, two hours then."

Masterlist

Tag lists are open

@stargazingfangirl18 @drabblewithfrannybarnes @thezombieprostitute @jaqui-has-a-conspiracy-theory

#jake jensen x reader #jake jensen x you #jake jensen #drabble #the losers (2010)#reader insert #jake jensen x female reader #chris evans fanfiction #kris wrote something

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lilacevans · 3 months

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𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐞'𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬.

✧.*ೃ⁀➷ pete's place | the intro | opening night | the playlist ༊*·˚

*this is an 18+ space. minors are not welcome here. *this is a dark au. there are no happy endings here.

ೃ⁀➷ 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 - 𝐣𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫. | breeding kink.

ೃ⁀➷ 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 - 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐞 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫. | puppy play

ೃ⁀➷ 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞 - 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫. | spit kink, choking.

ೃ⁀➷ 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 - 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫. | bondage.

ೃ⁀➷ 𝐠𝐨𝐭'𝐜𝐡𝐚 - 𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐝 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 | crying kink, chase kink, dub-con/non-con

ೃ⁀➷ 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 - 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫. | throatfucking, dub-con. | coming soon!

ೃ⁀➷ 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐝 - 𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫. | humiliation, ball-sucking.

ೃ⁀➷ 𝐨𝐱𝐲𝐠𝐞𝐧 - 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐞 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫. | choking, puppy play. | coming soon!

ೃ⁀➷ 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐝 - 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫. | choking, pushed too far. | coming soon!

+ more! coming soon!

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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 8 months

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One Moment of Doubt

Series Masterlist

Warnings: dark elements, some sexiness in this.

Note: this is what yall asked for, remember that.

Please leave me some feedback either in a reblog or an ask! Likes are always appreciated as well. You know I love yall and hell yeah, you love Professor Steve.

Jensen’s fingertips send ripples radiating through you. His warmth surrounds you, swathing you in a soft heat, slowly building as your own hands explore his body. You hook your thumbs in the top of his jeans as you cradle him between your legs, writhing as his tongue delves into your mouth.

His right hand comes up behind your head, steadying you as he trails down your cheek and chin. He kisses your neck as you moan. You flutter up his back, feeling his bare skin as his chest presses flush to you. His nails dig into your side as he nips along your throat.

His embrace is intoxication, so much so that you forget every doubt you had. You know that you’re ready, that he’s the one. You want him so bad.

He parts, panting as you feel along his stomach, the muscles tensing. You puff thinly up at him as he hovers just above you. You feel his excitement against you.

“You sure, honey?” He breathes.

You want to say yes, you’re about to say yes, but you can’t. Honey. Why did he have to call you that? Why do you have to think of… him? The epithet has Professor Rogers’ voice echoing in your head.

You drag your hand up and push against his chest, nearly sobbing, “sorry, Jake, I… I need a moment,” you gasp out.

You feel his reluctance, a moment of hesitation, but he pushes off of you and sits up. He swings his legs down over the edge of your narrow bed. He rubs the hair across his chest, trailing up to scratch his jawline.

“I’m sorry,” you quiver, “I don’t… I… that was good, I’m just… nervous.”

“Yeah, I get it,” he drops his shoulders.

“Please, I just… I need to splash some water on my face, that’s all.”

“Sure,” he mutters.

You don’t blame him. You stand up and fix your bra, popping your tits back into the cups as you poke your arms through the straps. He huffs and a roiling guilt fills your veins.

You go to the sink in the corner, keeping your back to him as you crank on the faucet. You put your hands under the cold water and lean in. You hear a subtle buzz but ignore it as you close your eyes and throw the water across your face.

Another short vibration. Probably Inez or your mother. You turn off the tap and reach for the hand towel nearby. You sense movement as you turn around and Jake frowns as he pulls his gaze away from your phone, forgotten during your romp. It rests just against the bed frame and lights up.

Jake stands, not looking at you as he scoops his shirt off the floor.

“You know, I think I should go back to mine–”

“What? Aren’t you staying the night?”

He shakes his head and pulls on the tee, “I don’t think it’s a good idea. There’s no room.”

“Huh? But–”

“I’m not a fucking idiot,” he sneers. You’ve never heard him like that, “read up on your messages, maybe that guy can give you what you want.”

“What?” You rush over to him, “who— what guy?”

He rolls his eyes and nudges past you, snatching up your phone. He curls his lip as he reads the screen, ‘Thinking of you dresses as Mrs. Claus for Christmas. Have you been naughty or nice?’

You grimace and recoil, “who– I don’t know what that means, Jensen.”

“Sure,” he avoids your gaze as he turns the phone to you. You can tell he’s hurt, “I… I don’t wanna be your second choice. Give him a call, maybe he can get the chastity belt off–”

“Hey, Jen, that’s not–”

“Nice? No, neither is texting other guys.”

“I told you, I’m not–”

He turns the phone to him as the screen brightens. Another message. He swipes up, the lock already disabled by the short glimpse of your face in the lens. His cheek strains and he throws the phone away from him like fire.

“What the fuck!?” He explodes, startling you, “you have to be kidding me? Him?”

“What are you talking about?”

“You’re fucking professor? That fucking creep?”

“Please, Jensen, no–”

“He sent you a special Christmas gift, enjoy,” he shoves you out of the way and stomps by you, “I can’t fucking believe I thought you were really into me–”

“Jen, I am. I don’t know what he said but–”

“Fuck off,” he grabs his jacket, his bag, and his boots, “I don’t want to hear it. I should’ve known. The way you lost that TA thing so fast, how he was always where you are– what am I to you? A fucking joke? A game?”

“Not at all, I swear, he’s crazy. He won’t leave me alone but I told him too. I don’t– he’s been following me and I’m so scared, Jen–”

“I don’t believe a word,” he pulls open the door, “I’m tired of your lies. Empty promises. I should’ve known…” he stops and looks back at you, eyes glistening as he fixes his glasses, “I could never get a girl like you.”

He stalks off and you run after him, forgetting about your lack of shirt. You grab onto his arm as he gets to the front door and he shrugs you off. You try again and he elbows you away.

“Don’t. Don’t touch me,” he points in your face, “go get that pervert to do it. If he can even get it up.”

You wince and pull back. You clasp your hands together, your heart sinking. You want to tell him everything, make him hear the truth, but you don’t know if it’s worth it. The things he’s saying, the way he’s acting…that he would take Rogers’ word over yours.

“I never lied to you,” you croak, “so go. If you don’t want to listen, fucking go.”

You spin and storm away, clutching your chest with one hand as you flick away tears. You sniffle and stumble back into your room. The front door slams and you nearly keel over.

How could everything have flipped so fast? You go to the bed and retrieve your phone from where it landed. You turn the screen up and nearly scream. There on the screen is a photo of Professor Rogers, naked, with only a corner of a bedsheet covering his pelvis.

You blocked his number. How could he–

If Jensen had looked closer he would see that there was no conversation, that the contact was unknown. Those details fade to the edges of the messages and the photo. You almost can’t blame Jake for buying Professor Rogers’ lies; it seems to be his specialt

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