Inquisitormaster One shots (fluff/smut/ angst)

💦 I'm the prayer to his sin (Soraxx)💦

Ships:Jaxx x Sora
Genre:Smut (minor) fluff
Word count:3506
Warnings:Grinding/Gentle sex
Description:Sora is nervous to take his shirt off, but he loves and trusts Jaxx.
Request by:Charrluvly

Sora's POV

It was cloudy out, a cool rain filled the skies. The grass was wet and even the asphalt smelt like rain. Jaxx was over at my house for the night since my parents were out of town for two days. We didn’t really have much planned, but I discovered that when you have a boyfriend, you don’t need plans. You can just make out as long as you want and both be entirely satisfied with how the time together was spent.

So we did that, we made out most the afternoon as rain poured outside all round us. We thought maybe we'd go swim in the rain, but not now, right now we needed to make out. I was laying on my back, head in my unbelievably soft pillows, as Jaxx held my shoulder and waist and kissed me. I learned that I liked being kissed, I liked following Jaxx’s lead. We are both pretty good at kissing, but I like the change of pace. I wanted more though, anyone would. You’re alone in a big house, on a big bed, with your boyfriend. Of course we wanted more.

I thought about taking his shirt off, or taking mine off. I backtracked that thought quickly, Jaxx's hardly seen me shirtless. I didn’t use to hate taking my shirt off or letting people see me, hell, I liked the attention. But after getting beat up and nearly killed time and time again in highschool, you get scars. Scars that you hate, scars you imagine gouging out of your skin because you hate them so much. That’s stupid though, it’ll only make the scars come back worse.

Jaxx's hand slipped up my shirt, the feeling of his finger tips on my bare waste made me snap back into reality. He pulled away to look at me, eyes shining like they always do. He looks pretty with his hair fallen perfectly around his face. I reach my hand out to run my hands through it and he smiled at me.

“You’re so pretty on your back like this.” He says, and I blush harder than I ever have. I don’t know how to take the compliment because I didn’t know what he thought was pretty. The words repeated in my head. ‘-on your back like this.’

I struggle to respond, but he doesn’t stop smiling as his hand trails up my stomach. I flinch when I feel his hand getting close to one of the scars my old bully left scar. Those are the ones I hate the most, they’re so large and disgusting. I don’t want Jaxx to see them. Or feel them. Or even think of them.

“Jaxx I-“ I don’t plan what to say next.

He looks over me, eyes scanning me entirely before flicking back up to me quickly. I don’t know if he’s observing me, judging me, or checking me out.

“Can I take your shirt off? I’ll be gentle.” His words and soft, almost competing with the sound of the rain. I hear his sincerity, and I know he will be gentle. I want to please him, I want him to slip my shirt off, I want to be pretty enough to be topless in bed with him.

“Yeah..” Even though I don’t want to, I nod. He smiles so sweetly at me. I soften, shoulders dropping, as he takes my shirt in his hands and slowly guides it up. My skin pricks at the coldness in my room that I was unaware of before.

His movements are slow and observant, he doesn’t take his eyes off of me for a second. I prefer it because, as my skin becomes exposed, I can stall my anxiety knowing he’s only looking into my eyes right now. My navy blue shirt slips over my head entirely now and he tosses it to the floor, I glance at it to watch it fall. I think I want it back on.

When I turn back to Jaxx he’s smiling a bit wider now. He looks pleased. He takes my hand and moves back towards me and kisses me quickly. A few more kisses paired with a giggle before I kiss him harder. He takes the hint and our lips drag, taking in each other. Kissing Jaxx is like smoking, though I don’t really know why I make the comparison. I think the way my lips part remind me of holding a cigarette between them. Or maybe it’s something to do with addiction.