https://www.tumblr.com/generalllimaginesss/737276766654185472/how-many-pick-up-lines-will-it-take-to-get-you-to
what if she starts flirting back and gets him all flustered
I was going to work on a some different things, but I kept getting this request so we’re gonna roll with it :)) thank you for requesting!! Part 1 is here.
also....3 goals in 1:09 seconds....wtf devils???
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"Dude, you can't keep hitting on my sister. She's not interested, man," Your brother and Jack were messing around on the outdoor rink that was set up in the backyard.
"I know, I know," Jack sighed passing the puck to your brother.
"Do you though? It's been 16 years and you're still going at it with her," Your brother's eyebrows raised as he shot at the goal, the puck ricocheting off of the top bar.
Jack rolled his eyes, snatching the rebound and attempting his own shot. He made it, watching as his friend was getting off the ice. Jack joined slowly.
"I think if she got over herself and actually gave me a chance she'd be surprised," Jack caught a glimpse of you watching them from your bedroom window. He waved at you, but you responded with a middle finger as you closed the blinds.
"Maybe, but she hasn't for this long, so maybe you should chill," Your brother couldn't care less if Jack dated you, but the constant flirting was aggravating sometimes.
"Maybe," Jack mumbled, batting off the snow that had accumulated on his hoodie before walking inside.
The boys made their way to the living room, grabbing a couple of blankets to help warm them up from the cold. Your brother had put on a random football game, basically for background noise as he began to doze off.
Jack busied himself until he heard footsteps coming down the stairs followed by your appearance as you walked into the kitchen. He watched you quietly, taking in the details of you. You had stolen your brother's sweatshirt, wearing it with a pair of leggings and fuzzy socks.
"Hughes, I know I'm hot, but you're staring is creepy," You said, nonchalantly, pouring a glass of water before turning around. You faced Jack, his smile greeting you.
"I like a self-aware woman," He commented, the blush that rushed your face adding fuel to his fire.
You leaned on the island, forearms flat on the cool counter, the wrinkles on your forehead evident from trying to figure the boy out. He was cute, you'd give him that, but you were never into hockey guys. The more you thought about it, it wasn't anything personal with Jack. He had never done anything to make you hate him, you just didn't let yourself like him.
"Now look who's staring," Jack smirked, the tension from the eye contact between the two of you could be cut with a knife.
What the hell...the house was a little boring, it could use something to make it more interesting with Jack here.
You glanced over at your brother, making sure that he was dead asleep before you had your fun with Jack. His mouth was open and drool was threatening to spill over, so it was safe to say that you were safe from there being witnesses to what was about to go down.
"Maybe I like what I see," Your voice was darker than normal, dripping with sultry as you walked around the counter towards Jack.
His eyes were wide, looking around him to make sure there wasn't anybody else around that you might have been talking to.
"Don't worry, I'm talking to you," You assured him, pulling the blanket off of him as you sat on his lap.
He had many dreams about you, but he had never imagined something like this actually happening. His throat was dry, lips parted as he tried to get over the shock of the situation.
"What's wrong, Jack?" You wrapped your arms around him, your lips inching near his ear, "...cat got your tongue?"
"What are you doing?" His voice was hoarse, the nerves coursing through his body constricting his vocal cords. He could feel goosebumps rise on his arms as you placed a set of kisses down his neck.
Your lips broke contact with the delicate skin on his neck, bringing your face inches away from his. His face was beet red, his usual flirty self long gone as you had taken control.
"You know, I have some pick up lines," Your voice was barely a whisper as you kissed closer and closer to Jack's lips. The teasing was driving him insane. If it wasn't for the shock of your actions, he probably would have taken advantage of the situation. However, the shock prevented him from doing anything, freezing him as you had fun with him.
"Yeah?" He croaked, your lips headed back toward his neck and close to his ear again.
"Is that a candy cane in your pocket, or are you just excited to see me?"
Jack was breathing hard, probably the reason your brother was beginning to stir awake. Before he could see what was unfolding, you had removed yourself from Jack's lap, watching as he scrambled for the blanket to cover himself before your brother could see the product of your fun.
You could feel the daggers from Jack's glare as you walked back to the kitchen, grabbing a banana and beginning to peel and eat it.
There was no way Jack was letting this slide. What was once playful flirting had just turned into an all out war. He sure as hell wasn't letting you win the game that he had mastered.
Your brother was awake, scrolling through his phone, unaware of what just happened.
Jack's eyes were dark as he stared at you, you staring right back at him.
"Later," He mouthed, preventing your brother from hearing.
You smiled, holding in your chuckle as you walked away, but not before looking him in the eyes and giving him a wink.
"We'll see," Your smirk burned into the back of his eyes.
16 years of going after this damn girl and she just randomly decides to pull this stunt? And all he could do was just sit there and take it? No way was he going to let her gain the upper hand over him...
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Okay so people always talk about Eddie’s necklace swinging in your face while you’re fucking but like… what if it was the other way around? (sucky 300 word blurb that I wrote at 3am below the cut)
“That’s it baby.” He mumbles, his hands on her hips, helping her movements. His eyes focused on her face, until she leans down. One arm resting beside his head, his eyes go straight to her chest, her perfect tits now closer to his face. The chain around her neck swings forward, landing perfectly between her breasts. It makes his stomach stir and his cock twitch. He watches it swing, almost craving the metallic taste on his tounge. He practically whines underneath her, the change of his tone capturing her attention.
“What?” She giggles breathlessly- watching his face contort.
“I- oh fuck.” He groans, his hands squeezing her hips - an attempt to slow her down. “Give me a second, baby.”
He’s trying to take a deep breath, his head tilting up towards the ceiling. Trying to slow down his impending orgasm, his cock twitching inside of her. The feeling of her warm, wet walls not helping his situation.
“What’s wrong?” She asks.
“Nothing! Nothing, it's just your - shit.” He cuts himself off when he looks towards her chest again. Her dainty necklace, which he loved to see around her neck, now hanging down in between her breasts. Hanging just inches from his face.
“My what?” She follows his eyes to her chest, getting impatient. The feeling of his cock throbbing and filling her up started to get overwhelming. “My tits? That’s what’s got you ready to come already?”
“Don’t laugh at me.” He whine’s breathlessly, a groan leaving his lips when she starts to move again. The necklace starts to swing in time with her boobs. The jewellery almost brushing his lips. Fuck, he never would have thought she could get hotter. She was already the most beautiful person he had ever seen. Her tits were already his favourite things in the world.
“Shit, baby, I'm serious. I’m gonna come.” He whines and tries to look away again. Her fingers come down to grasp his jaw, tilting his head down and forcing him to look at her chest. His abdomen squeezes. His hands do the same, a bruising hold on her soft skin.
“I want you to come, Ed’s.” She moans. “Look at them and come for me, baby.”
“Oh my god. Oh fuck- shitshitshit.” He rambles as he spills inside of her. One of her favourite things about him, how vocal he can be. She isn’t far behind, watching as he writhes beneath her. Her breasts still bouncing as she finishes herself off. It was her turn to whine helplessly when he leaned up to take the necklace into his mouth, sucking it between his swollen lips.
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