Valorant x Reader Oneshots

Short Skirt (Jett x Reader)

DESCRIPTION:

You wear a particularly nice short skirt out with Jett and she's doing her best to stay patient till the two of you are home. 

GENRE: Domestic 

WORD COUNT: 481

WARNINGS: Slight NSFW, Suggestive 

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For most of the day, Jett has had her arm around your waist, hand affectionately resting on your hip. She's usually a bit of a touchy person, but today you notice just how much she seems to want to keep her hands on you. You don't mind, in fact, you find it a little amusing.

You finally stop somewhere to grab drinks, and as she stands beside you, hand snug on your hip, she leans over and whispers something to you.

"Why did you have to wear the sexy skirt out?" She doesn't sound upset about it at all, moreso impatient. You laugh.

"You didn't seem to have a problem with it this morning."

"Yeah, that was when I didn't know you would be torturing me by making me wait all day to take it off of you." She mumbles into your neck with a groan. You laugh, but you feel the warmth in your face at her words.

"We'll be home soon," you promise her and she groans impatiently. She's never been a very patient person and it's evident in the way her hand on her hip tightens just a little at your words. "I promise it will be worth the wait," you whisper as the two of you are walking out of the store, just to see the way her face reddens.

Taking public transport home gives her the chance to be as close to you as possible given the end of the day rush. You can see how fidgety she is and how much it's killing her to be this close to you and have to wait. But she does, and you think about how you'll reward her later.

Once you get home, you barely have enough time to put down a few bags from shopping in the kitchen before her hands are on you again. She presses herself against your back, hands reaching down to your thighs.

"Jett, give me a minute to put some things away," you laugh.

"That can wait, I've been waiting all day," she whines, and your laughs quickly dissolve into quick gasps as she kisses and sucks at the side of your neck.

"You're insatiable," you say with a smile, and you feel her grin against your neck.

"You promised," she says, hands slowly pulling the fabric of the skirt up and you blush. "Please," she pleads quietly. You know that you could say no and her hands would be off you in a moment, but you also know that you want this just as much as she does.

You turn to face her with a smile and kiss her. She kisses back, desperate and hungry and it leaves you breathless.

"Alright," you relent when the two of you part.

She's picking you up the moment the words leave your mouth and carrying you to the bedroom, hands strong under your thighs.