originally from my tumblr - one chicago's characters: matthew casey, kelly severide, leslie shay, sylvie brett, and christopher herrmann.
as well as, jay halstead, adam ruzek, hailey upton, kevin atwater, hank voight, antonio dawson, kim burgess, e...
summary: you tease jay under the table at the bar and he takes that as a challenge.
word count: 0.7k
warning sexual content.
(this was requested)
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you were out at molly's with jay and the rest of the intelligence crew. sitting next to your boyfriend and the others in one of the tables in the back corner. it was busy for a typical friday night and you sat close to him with an ice cold beer in your hands, your fingertips painted a matte black. jay liked seeing them wrapped around his cock and that's where your other hand currently was.
you smirked behind the bottle's rim and he glared in your direction when your finger rubbed along the top, feeling some precum that was spilling out in arousal. jay tried to hide his moans by chugging half of the beer and couldn't help but groan when he felt himself coming apart at the seams. literally.
he tipped back his bottle once again when you rubbed a certain part that had him practically seeing stars but it only made matters worse when he coughed up the alcohol.
kevin was oblivious to what was going on under the table and leaned over to pat his back. "you alright?" you smirked and added to kev's statement. "yeah jay, you alright?" he shook his head at you and grinned towards kevin's direction. "yeah just went down the wrong pipe."
"mhm." you said under your breath and jay was the only one that heard. in retaliation his hand went further down to lift up your skirt just a bit and he pinched the sensitive nerves of your clit. you looked down at the table when your eyes widened at the cruel sensation.
"fuck." you mouthed and jay was the one smirking this time.
when jay thought you were done playing around, he turned to listen to a joke adam was telling. when he was distracted you pulled down the zipper of his jeans all the way to pull out his length. while you were doing this, he noticed what you were doing so, he pulled your panties aside and you hissed at the feeling of cold air hitting your pussy.
you clenched around nothing unfortunately but he must have known what you were thinking because a second later he slipped a finger inside of you. at the same time you started rubbing his hardness up and down with your hand and jay couldn't help but subtly glance down to see you working him.
it's on.
with that last thought jay had, he put a second finger inside of you all the while talking with kevin and adam and then started to finger fuck you. a small sigh left your lips and you tried to distract yourself by listening to the conversation kim was having with hailey as you rubbed him faster.
the thought of being caught turned you on even more and you squeezed his fingers with your wetness.
jay felt your tightness around him and made a scissor-like movement that he liked to use to rile you up. he put the palm of his hand up on your clit and your breath hitched knowing exactly what was about to happen. quickly, he pushed his fingers inside of you, hitting your clit and pulled his wet fingers out only to repeat the process again.
you were helpless to his rough, quick, and fast fingering that your hand fell limp around his cock.
luckily the noise in the bar covered the noise as you dripped around his fingers. each time he hardly pressed roughly against your bundle of nerves and you grabbed the alcohol to drown your moans.
he smirked, feeling you finish all over him and pulled your panties back over your wetness. jay leaned over and whispered in your ear. "good girl." then he patted your pussy and dried his fingers on his boxers before quickly putting himself back in and zippering back up.
"well this was fun but y/n and i gotta get home and finish something." he announced and grabbed his wallet from his pocket to put down money for your drinks. you rolled your eyes playfully at his departing comment and everybody said goodbye.
nobody questioned, oblivious to what had just happened and what exactly you were going to finish at home.
