Capital Vices | JTK

GREED

Greed: an intense and selfish desire for something

Warnings: SMUT 18+, unprotected sex, semi public sex, pretty public sex briefly 😭, quickies, fingering (f!receiving), sir kink, lots of dirty talk, touch of degradation, touch of praise, lots of flirting, teasing, cum play I suppose?, name calling, mentions of toxic relationships, brief mentions of abuse/abusive relationships, mentions of cheating, drinking, swearing, fluff, sorry if i miss any!

😈: Call me?

The text tone rang through the air, immediately breaking your focus from the screen of your laptop. You read over the message a few times, hating that it immediately prompted a rush of emotion straight through you. It was despicable that he had so much power over you by simply existing, and the fact that he barely said a word made it all the worse. Perhaps the most incriminating notion of it all was that you were ready to drop everything you were doing in exchange for a moment of conversation with him. Instead of feeding into the temptation, you typed back a simple response.

You: Busy.

The read receipt immediately sold him out, letting you know that he was sitting in the chat awaiting your response. Somehow, he knew you wouldn't comply. It was a tell tale story, him giving you an order and you doing whatever you could to ignore it. Eventually, he got his way, but you did always seem to put in a good effort. Within seconds, his name lit up your screen with an incoming call. You rolled your eyes, debating on whether to answer or decline. After a few moments of awkward staring, you hit the green button. Before you could even utter a greeting, he was already speaking.

"What's got you so tied up that you can't talk, angel?" He asked, the sultry tone immediately sending a wave of butterflies through your stomach.

"I don't think that's any of your business, Jacob." You snipped, setting your phone down beside you on the table. After a moment of silence, the vibrations began again, showcasing his request for a video call. This time, he really did begin to get on your nerves. Reluctantly, you accepted. "You're needy today." You rattled off the astute observation in an attempt to get under his skin, but it did not seem to bother him. He remained silent instead of spewing out a counter argument, looking a bit tense as he studied the screen. "Christ, what is your problem?" You asked, propping your phone up against your laptop screen.

"What are you doing, sweetheart?" He asked again, relaxing once he'd recognized the familiar paintings hanging on the wall of your bedroom.

"Working." You said, biting down on the inside of your lip as you zoomed in on the photograph you were editing. Your eyes flickered back to your phone, the sight of his face nearly knocking the breath from your lungs. "I, uh, I'm just working on some wedding pictures." You found it difficult to keep your rigid exterior when your eyes connected with his, the soft brown immediately warming your cold expression. "Why the video call? Worried there's another guy in my bed?" He let out a chuckle, but did not deny the accusation. You knew that's exactly why he called, but he refused to admit to his jealous tendencies. Although there was no relationship between you two, it was quite apparent that the two of you were only concerned with seeing each other.

"It's nearly six; why are you still working?"

"Just want to finish these up. I've had them for a couple weeks now, and I usually don't like to keep them this long." You explained, touching up the lighting in the background of the photo. "Someone has been distracting me."

"I wonder who that is?" He smirked, happy for the recognition.

"Yeah, I wonder." You rolled your eyes. "Is that why you called? Looking for some late night entertainment?"