Jessie Rabbit x reader story

Naughty Bobby and Jelly Jess'

(here's my drawing of Bobby, I will update it with color in later chapters, but for now here)

A few days later

Y/N groaned, it had been a few days since she passed out after that performance. She woke up in Jesse's apartment only to get the surprise of a lifetime.

Flashback

I woke in a cold sweat, the dewiness of my skin only made me feel trapped under the covers I was currently in. I felt like throwing up, all the sensations from so many materials touching was driving me mad. My chest heaved, my skin stuck to the blanket/s sheets, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing, HOT HOT HOT . I writhed around. I hadn't even opened my eyes and yet, I knew that in the sensitivity of my body would only be exacerbated if my eyes were met with light. I ripped the covers off. Immediately feeling better, the chilly air of the room cooled my body and my mind. I couldn't stop my panting, though it was softer in volume now. I finally opened my eyes bracing myself for a metaphorical sun. But felt nothing, everything was black except for vague outlines of random things in the room, to my right some giant 3-d rectangle, a dresser maybe? I slid up against the headboard, I didn't have a dresser that big in my apartment, I rubbed the sheets under me....AND MY SHEETS AREN'T MADE OUT OF SATIN  OR WHATEVER THIS SILKY MATERIAL IS....WHO-WHO'S ROOM IS THIS?! OMG!   I noticed a a line of light on the floor, the door!..Wait, I'm black...would it really be ethical to go right towards the bedroom door? Thats how people die in horror movies, should I observe my surroundings more? WAIT...I passed out on stage and the last person I saw was...Bobby!!!!I jumped out of the bed and scrambled towards the front door, this must be his apartment I have to apologize for being such a burden. Before I could open the door it swung open and I softly collided with a chest. My eyes traveled up and I was met with green eyes. Jesse? A blush terrorized my cheeks. I eyed his body, a plain white t-shirt and plaid green pajama pants that complimented his irises. He smelt like an apple pie weirdly enough.  His hair was back in it's sleek ponytail, not a hair out of place. His hand reached out towards my face and I flinched, so he retreated. I looked up at him and noticed he seemed shocked.

"You're awake, how do you feel?"

Was he really about to ignore this entire situation? 

"I'm fine Mr. Rabbit, I know I passed out but how long have I been asleep?"

"Since yesterday night, it's the afternoon now and stop calling me Mr. Rabbit"

He cut on the lights, calling an bright dim glow to fill the room. I looked at the switch and noticed it was one of those controls that dimmed ad lightened with the pressure of the person's finger. A wash of weakness made my knees buckle and his hands caught my waist. After pulling me up I guess he realized my legs were jelly right now.

"Excuse me-"

I was gonna question why he said that, but suddenly I felt a a large hand grip the back of one of my thighs. I started to freak out but he spoke again.

"Lean on me and wrap your leg around"

He shifted his neck so I could lay my head in the crevice. Too weak to protest I complied. He picked me up and after securing legs around his waist he hopped, I'm guessing to adjust me since his hands moved a bit. I blushed at the pressing my chest against his as he walked towards I presumed was the bed. Huffing in disbelief against his neck while wrapping my arms around tighter. His smell was stronger up-close. He weirdly still smelled like a apple pie but now with a hint of cinnamon. I started to feel better until he clicked his tongue.

"Don't do that~"

"Do what?"

"Blowing on my neck"