Y/N Oneshots Smut and Fluff

Night Ride (Jacob Elordi x Reader) 🌶️

The humid air of a summer night wrapped around Y/N as she walked through the quiet streets, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn't believe she was doing this—meeting Jacob, the school's notorious bad boy, in the middle of the night. The good girl in her screamed to turn back, but the thrill of the unknown, the lure of Jacob's intense gaze and rebellious smile, pulled her forward.

She found him leaning against his motorcycle under the glow of a streetlamp, a cigarette dangling from his lips. His leather jacket clung to his broad shoulders, his dark hair tousled in that effortlessly cool way. As he saw her approaching, he flicked the cigarette to the ground, crushing it under his boot with a sly grin.

"Didn't think you'd show, Sweetheart." Jacob said, his voice a deep, gravelly sound that sent shivers down her spine.

"Neither did I," Y/N admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

He stepped closer, his eyes raking over her with an intensity that made her blush. "You look different out here," he said, his fingers lightly tracing her arm. "Not like the innocent little girl I see in class every day."

Y/N's breath hitched at his touch. "And you look exactly the same," she countered, trying to sound confident. "Like trouble."

Jaocb chuckled, the sound rich and inviting. "You have no idea," he murmured, his fingers now sliding up to cup her chin, tilting her face to meet his gaze. "You ready for this, doll?"

Her heart was racing, a mix of fear and excitement. "Yes," she breathed, the word escaping her lips before she could second-guess herself.

With that, Jacob pulled her into a searing kiss, his lips claiming hers with a possessive hunger. She melted against him, her hands clutching his jacket as his tongue teased her mouth open, deepening the kiss. It was like nothing she'd ever experienced—wild, unrestrained, and utterly consuming.

He broke the kiss, leaving her breathless. "Let's get out of here," he said, his voice rough with desire. He helped her onto his motorcycle, her arms wrapping tightly around his waist as they sped through the deserted streets. The night air whipped past them, the roar of the engine a thrilling backdrop to the pounding of her heart.

They rode to an old, abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. Jacob led her inside, the darkness closing around them, adding to the sense of secrecy and excitement. He found a spot where a beam of moonlight filtered through a broken window, illuminating the dust motes in the air.

Without a word, he pulled her close again, his hands roaming her body with a desperate urgency. Y/N responded in kind, her fingers tangled in his hair, her body arching against his. He backed her up against a wall, his lips trailing down her neck, his hands slipping under her shirt to caress her bare skin.

"You're driving me crazy, baby.." he growled against her ear, his breath hot and tantalizing.

Y/N's head was spinning, the sensation of his touch overwhelming her. "Jacob..." she moaned, her voice a mix of need and anticipation.

He lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around his waist as he pressed her harder against the wall. His hands were everywhere, peeling away her clothes with a desperate kind of reverence. She helped him, fumbling with his jacket, his shirt, until they were both exposed, their bodies pressed skin to skin.

Jacob paused, his eyes locking onto hers, searching for any sign of hesitation. "Tell me you want this," he said, his voice strained.

"I want you.." she whispered, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her.

That was all the confirmation he needed. He claimed her mouth in another scorching kiss, his hands gripping her hips as he entered her in one swift, smooth motion. The sensation was electric, a jolt of pleasure that made them both gasp.

They moved together in a frantic rhythm, the world around them fading into nothingness. It was just the two of them, lost in a maelstrom of passion and need. Y/N's nails dug into his back, her moans mingling with his groans as they spiraled higher and higher.

The climax hit them like a wave, crashing over them with an intensity that left them both trembling. Jacob held her close, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths mingling in the aftermath of their release. For a long moment, they stayed like that, wrapped in each other's arms, the world outside forgotten.

When their breathing finally steadied, Jacob gently set her down, his hands lingering on her skin. "You're amazing," he said, his voice soft, filled with awe.

Y/N smiled, her heart full. "So are you," she replied, brushing a lock of hair from his forehead. She knew this night would change everything, that they would face challenges and judgment, but she didn't care. For the first time, she felt truly alive, and she wasn't about to let that go.

They dressed slowly, savoring the intimacy of the moment. Jacob took her hand, leading her back to his motorcycle. As they rode back to town, Y/N clung to him, her heart soaring with the possibilities of what lay ahead. She had taken a risk, stepped into the unknown, and it had led her to something extraordinary.

The future was uncertain, but one thing was clear: she was ready for whatever came next, as long as Jacob was by her side.