Spitfire | JTK

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Warnings: SMUT 18+, unprotected sex (wrap it up), fingering (f!receiving), oral (f!receiving), oral (m!receiving), slapping, hair pulling, some begging, dom/sub type shit, overstimulation, slight name calling, mirror sex (idk if there's a name for that), swearing, sad stuff, a bit of angst, ldr issues, cute brotherly activities, sorry if i miss any!!

"How long?" You panted, looking across your bed to the alarm clock on your side table. Jakes fingers were fumbling with the button on your jeans, desperate to get you out of them.

"Two hours," he mumbled, hauling your hips off the mattress. You held the position, making it easier for him to slip your pants off. He tossed them on the ground, hands immediately finding their way back to your body. His fingertips brushed over your bare thighs, sending a shiver down your spine.

"Do we have time?" You questioned. He paused, looking up at you through his hair.

"Do you want me to stop?" The look in his eyes sent a rush of emotion straight to the pit of your stomach. You managed a small shake of your head. "Didn't think so." He resumed his earlier work, hooking his fingers through your panties and pulling them off in the same manor as your jeans. You sat up, catching him off guard for a moment. You reached for the bottom of his t-shirt, letting him know you wanted it off. He didn't move, only watched you. You learned the hard way he was never willing to give you what you wanted so easily. You challenged him, refusing to lay back down and continuing to try and rid him of his t-shirt. He grabbed your wrists in his hands, forcing them away from his body. "Behave," He warned. Before he returned to touching you, he  swiftly took his shirt off. You were well aware that even if you were bratty with him, you were likely to get what you wanted eventually. He had a hard time saying no to you.

You backed down, letting your hands fall on your stomach as you laid back again. "I just want you, Jake." You whispered, looking up at him with an innocent look in your eyes. He let out a long exhale through his nose, closing his eyes for a moment to contain himself. He bent down over you, pulling you chin up gently, and pressed his lips to yours. You savoured the sweetness, aware that it wouldn't last for very long. Not that you minded, of course. He slipped his hands under your shirt, pulling it upwards. You lifted your back from the bed, allowing him to slip it over your head. When you were completely naked, he leaned down and placed another kiss on your lips. Before he broke away, he pulled your bottom lip between his teeth, applying just enough pressure to cause a gasp from you, but not enough to hurt you.

It was Jake's last day in Maryland, and the fear of being alone again was taking hold of you like never before. You both had just returned from your last breakfast date, wasting no time trying to enjoy each other in the most intimate way possible. In the time he spent there, he'd gotten to know all of your siblings and roommates. You were lucky enough to really get to know his brothers, too. More than anything, it felt like a dream come true. You'd all managed to become your own little family within a few short days. You'd even brought Jake to breakfast with your parents, wanting nothing more than for him to meet them, too. He fit in like he was always meant to be a part of your life, and everyone adored him almost as much as you did. The acceptance from your family made it so much easier to love him, but it wasn't like you had trouble with it in the first place.

After making it official the night he'd arrived, you wasted no time catching up on the weeks you'd missed out on. In short, that really meant that you were glued to the hip with Jake, and that you were having sex any time you got the chance. The first time it was pretty vanilla, both too nervous to overstep any boundaries. It didn't take long for the dynamic to shift, realizing quickly that both of you wanted more than that. That lead to a long, intense conversation about the do's and don'ts in the bedroom, which then lead to a lot of experimenting in the little time you had with him. As sad as you were that Jake was leaving, a small part of you was relieved that you'd have a chance to give your body a break. Although you were worn down, you had to admit the sex was fantastic; better than any you'd ever had. He was very selfless, even if he was quite dominant. He wasn't concerned about himself until you got off, first.