Jake Bateman X Reader

Chapter Eight

IS THIS AN UPDATE?? AFTER A YEAR OF GIVING THE PEOPLE NOTHING TO GO OFF OF HMMMMMMM

okay guys - it's been a little over a year, I know for a fact that I have become a WAY better writer, looking back on this I realize it is uncomfortably awful. I may rewrite some of the chapters but honestly I might just give up on this story. I don't want to, but if I run out of ideas then theres no point. So if you guys have any ideas, don't hesitate to share them, I'll give credit(I'm talking as if I have actual fans smh). Anyways, chapter eight yayyyy, enjoy.

It's storming outside, you've always loved storms - the way the thunder and lightning dance together makes you feel connected to nature. You're sitting in a soft chair, your back against one arm of the chair, your legs dangling over the other arm. You're sipping on hot chocolate while watching the rain and reading your favorite book. It's hard to concentrate, though. Every time you glance to your side you see Jake staring at you. You look over, your faces inches apart, "w-why do you keep s-staring at me," you ask with shaky breaths. "I really wanna kiss you, right now," he says, calmly. You were silent, then you feel his lips against yours as your eyes flutter shut, and you instantly melt into the kiss.

Your lips move in sync, he slides his tongue across your bottom lip as if asking for entrance. You find yourself straddling him, never breaking the kiss - at some point he had managed to switch places with you on the big chair. He runs his hands down your sides, stopping at your waist. You pull away and look at him, he smirks and presses his lips against yours again. He sits up, you in his lap, only breaking the kiss to lift your shirt over your head. His hands trace your protruding spine, then he softly grips your hips. You pull his shirt off, taking a moment to admire his toned body.

Jake starts kissing down your neck, he finds your sweet spot and leaves a mark after hearing a groan of approval from you. He then starts kissing down your collar bones. He leans you back a little and makes his way down to your stomach, peppering you with kisses, 'you're too fat for this, get up you pig!' you hear the voice in your head shout. You flinch and sit up, Jake looks concerned. "Wh-where is my shirt?" you ask as you quickly reach for a blanket on the chair. "Are you alright?" Jake asks while searching. "Yes, I'm fine, just not feeling well," you lie. He doesn't seem to buy it, but he doesn't ask questions. "I'm sorry if I went too far, I should have asked," he quietly says once he hands you your shirt. "No it wasn't that, don't worry, I'm just too...never mind, you wouldn't understand, it's silly," you say while getting dressed again. He decides not to push any further as he puts his shirt back on and stands, offering you his hand. You accept his gesture and come face to face with him. He lightly kisses your forehead, "are you sure you're okay?" he asks. "Yes, I promise," you say with a smile. You decided to watch a movie, with the occasional make-out session interrupting the scenes. - cuz ya know, making out is casual -_-

-definitely not your brand new obsession