I got home and decided to take a quick shower and dried my hair. I put on a Metallica shirt and light washed jeans. Then I grabbed my phone and added Jim as a contact and messaged him. We decided to meet at my house at 9:30 tonight. I couldn't wait, I was eager to see him again.
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It was 9:00 and I was laying on my couch waiting impatiently for it to be 9:30. Until I heard a knock on my door, I smiled then got up and opened the door.
"Hello." I smiled at Jim, opening the door wider from him to come in.
"Hey." He replied walking inside.
"Want to, maybe watch a movie?" I asked.
"Sure, you can choose what we watch." He responded while plopping down on the couch.
"Alright, want something to drink? I have beer, soda, and water." I said while looking though the fridge.
"Ill have a beer, thank you." Jim said from the living room.
I decided to just grab the whole case of beer, because why not? I then took it into the living room and sat it on the coffee table. I then turned on a random movie that was already playing.
I think I drink a few to many beers because I was starting to go out of my mind. I looked at Jim who looked like he was holding up alright to the amount he drank. Holy fuck he's so fine.
Without thinking, I hop on top of Jim and straddle his waist and started to leave marks on his neck. He groaned in response, I sat up, still on his waist and looked at him.
"Shit.. sorry I-" I started to explain myself, but was interrupted by soft lips.
"Mm continue if you'd like." He said in a low voice, almost seeming like he wanted me to.
His eyes were hungry, which only made me want him more. I continued leaving marks on his neck and took his shirt off and took mine off as well.
"Want to take this to the bedroom?" I asked.
He hummed in response and I got up, went upstairs to my bedroom, and laid on my bed. Jim following in shortly after. He got on top of me and started to leave marks down my neck down to my breast and to my stomach.
I was filled with anticipation and I was excited, then there was a loud knock that startled us both.
"I'll get it." He said while getting up and went out to the door.
I got up slightly annoyed, put my shirt on, and followed.
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(Jim Root) Psychosocial (T/W: Smut)
FanfictionA story about a girl who's been moving from place to place in the Slavic states who's name is Jane Ivanov. She finally decides to move to Des Moines, Iowa. Hoping to stay there, away avoiding others. Though, her plans change when she meets someone...
