thinking about Jake showing you what being edged is like for the first time
“I know, baby,” Jake coos, fingers slowing to a stop, that sweet high dwindling down to nothing but a dull ache. Again. “You wanted me to show you. Be a tough girl, baby. I promise it’ll be worth it.”
“Ja-ake- pleaseeee,” you whine, a lump forming in your throat from how desperate you feel. He’s only edged you three times, but it feels more like a hundred.
“Does it ache, sweet girl?” Jake asks, that gentle, yet taunting lilt to his voice making your head spin even more. “Just one more time and I’ll let you cum, okay?”
You open your mouth to speak, but words are quickly stripped away from you as Jake sinks his fingers back inside you.
With each denied orgasm, the quicker your body builds back up. Luckily (or unfortunately) for you, Jake knows your body almost better than his guitar. He plays you just like it, loving the noises he can draw out out of you just with his fingers alone.
“Don’t cum,” Jake half warns, curling his middle and ring fingers into that soft spot within you, mercilessly abusing it while his thumb circled your clit.
“Shut up, Jake,” you moan out, knowing good and well that if he keeps talking to you like this, you most definitely will. There will be no controlling it.
A low giggle erupts from him, also knowing good and well that he can make you cum just by talking.
The unbearable heat returns low stomach, making your eyes squeeze shut and another whimper to leave your mouth.
Jake’s fingers freeze, his thumb lifting away from your throbbing bundle of nerves, to avoid any sort of touch there accidentally throwing you over the edge too soon.
“Fuck- I’m gonna- take you fingers out, Jake please! I’m not- I can’t-“
“Shhhhh, hold it.” Jake commands gently, leaving his fingers buried inside, but keeping them still. “You’re not gonna cum yet.”
For a second, you feel like you might - even without any friction or movement, but after a few seconds, the pressure subsides and you’re left with that dull ache again.
You breathe out a shaky sigh, tears welling up in your eyes.
“See? I know you.” Jake smirks, adjusting himself above you so that his forearm is propping his body up above yours, his other hand still buried between your legs. He leans down, placing a soft kiss to your cheek, admiring the pink tint they’ve taken on. “Do you wanna cum now, baby? I think I’ve taught you well enough for one night, yeah?”
“Please, Jake…” you cry softly, looking up at him with pleading eyes.
“So sweet and polite for me,” Jake croons, smiling as his fingers begin to work you over once again. “How could I say no to that?”
In no time, he’s got you right back on the edge, barely hanging on by a thread. Your orgasm comes back with a vengeance, ready to plummet you into the most mind blowing, glorious, high you’ve ever experienced.
“That’s it. Atta girl,” Jake praises, tucking his face into your neck to place small kisses and hear you sweet sounds better. “Let it all go. You did such a good job. My girl, you’re so pretty when you cum for me.”
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So sorry for this sickening Jake thought. 😭 I’m touch starved and wish I had Jake to cuddle with right about now…..
“Wake up, baby. Come on,” Jake nudges you gently, placing a little kiss to the skin below your ear.
You stir just a little, only humming at him in response, as sleep lingers throughout your body.
“Come onnnn, pretty,” Jake softly calls to you again. “I know you’re hungry by now. Come make some dinner with me, yeah?”
You mumble something incoherent as you force yourself to wake up completely, but you keep your eyes closed, in favor of soaking up Jake’s low, sleepy, raspy voice that’s cooing in your ear.
A low chuckle vibrates through Jake’s chest, an amused sigh leaving his slightly parted lips right after. He leans in, using one hand to cup your jaw and tilt your head slightly, giving him just enough room to begin planting soft, little kisses along your jawline.
“Wake upppp,” Jake drawls, smiling against your skin as you stir and suck in a breath. He knows you’re awake now, simply playing games with him just to keep his attention. “Don’t make me get evil, baby.”
He continues his gentle, playful attack against your jaw and neck. After a few randomly placed kisses, he hits a sweet spot and you know, you’re done for.
A bubbly, but still somewhat quiet giggle burst out of you and a toothy smile tugs at your lips.
“Giggly tonight, are we?” Jake teases. “You wake up from a nice little nap and think everything’s funny now?”
“Jake,” you squeak, trying to pull away from him before he can attack you anymore.
“What?” He mumbles, innocently. Dragging his fingertips along your jawline, just enough to tickle you. “It’s just so, so cute. So precious.”
“Jakeeee!” You squirm in his grip, but part of you has no desire to successfully get away.
“What’s got you so giggly, huh?” Jake taunts, fluttering his fingers against the side of your neck, drinking in your sleepy laughter. “God, you’re so fucking cute.”
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I think it would be such a soul destroying moment if like in an argument between moon and tarrows and moon finally snaps and screams at tarrows for all the horrible things the ancients did to her and her family, letting loose all the emotions she had to hold back from every awful thing she endured, said every thing she couldn't say because she was powerless when it came to the ancients and their actions, all the while tarrows is completely backed into a corner, when moon finishes her rant she sees that sparrows is curled up like a scared slugcat crying, and they both just cry together for a while. I think eventually moon would feel bad for taking it all out on tarrows but I think it's important moon gets everything out.
i mean sure it's important to get shit out, but not on expanse of a complete stranger??? sorry but the phrasing of that end sounds like Sparrows either deserved it or is supposed to be just standing there and take everyone's shit n i just can't leave that alone. just because one party suffered immensely doesn't justify that they take it out on someone who never did anything wrong like t hat
either way, i don't think Moon would be crying n also that Sparrows would end up in a corner alone like that. no way the Anemoi aren't gonna be always nearby to step in, she's one of em! they'll look out for her n if that means getting in the way of one of the oldest still-alive Iterators, then so be it
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