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Warnings: semi-public SMUT18+, strong language, mentions of alcohol and drinking, jealous!Jake, Halloween themes, kissing, choking, biting, unprotected sex, creampie, general filth
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It wasn't the biggest Halloween party of the year, but it was still a Halloween party, so you and Jake just kept it low key.
You were a vampire, a sexy vampire at Jake said, and he just threw on a skeleton pajama onesie.
"Are you sure you want to go?" You ask him as you get in the car, "We don't have to if you don't want to."
"Nah, babe. I'm fine with going. This is just a small party.." he chuckles, "Now, the next few weeks is when we're really going to have to step up our game with the costumes, especially Halloween itself."
"You already know I've been planning that shit for months, Jake." You reach over, taking his hand into yours and he smiles, bringing your hand up to his lips, "I can't wait. I love playing dress up with you."
You laugh, shaking your head as you stare out the window.
As you arrive and find somewhere to park, you point out some people you know, "Oh there's Sam! Is he fucking Sam I am from that Dr suess book?"
"Well, now, I don't think he's doing that. He looks like he's dressed up as him, though." Jake can't hold back in his laughter and you slap his arm laughing, "Stop that! You knew what I meant."
You shake your head, getting out to walk around to meet Jake out front of his car. He takes your hand and leads you into the party.
It's just a small gathering, well, about a hundred people or so, but it's smaller than what you're used to.
You make your way over to grab a drink and then to find the friends you seen walking in.
After some time, you were dancing with Jake, laughing and having an overall good time.
"I need a drink." You lean in to yell over the music and he nods, "I'll be over there." He points and you give him a thumbs up before walking away.
You walk over to the drink table, tapping your finger against your painted lips as you figure out what you want.
"So many choices to pick from, right?"
You look over at the guy who walked up next to you, "Yeah, tell me about it." You grab the closed bottle of alcohol and pour some in your cup.
