Jerome Valeska One Shots

Stay The Night

writer ; jeromevaleska on ao3

"It's just sex, nothing else." you reminded yourself while resting on the bed, and waited patiently for Jerome to show up. That's all it was going to be, nothing more and nothing less. You made a promise to yourself that you weren't going to get attached, not this time. Things were going to remain simple, it was better that way. But if it was nothing more than that, then why did you find yourself repeating that same phrase almost every time he arrived at your place? The troublesome ginger was supposed to be nothing more than a good fuck, because if that's what he thought of you then that's how you had to see him too.

There was rules to be followed each time you two went at it, no cuddling and no staying the night. Sometimes you wished that he would hold you when you were chilly and that he would sleep over, but he would not allow it. Maybe he just wasn't the cuddling type or maybe he was in the same predicament as you, he wasn't going to let himself get attached either.

Your contemplation was interrupted once the door swung open and he was standing by the door frame with a broad grin on his face.

"Miss me, gorgeous?" he asked, inviting himself in and shutting the door behind him.

"Not really. I wasn't sure if you were going to have time to see me today." you teased, giggling softly. "Thought you were too busy 'cleansing' Gotham."

"Nothing wrong with a little break, is there? Besides I know how impatient you can get when I'm away for a while." he hopped on the bed excitedly, sitting next to you and invading your space.

"Don't be such an ass. I didn't miss you at all, not one bit." you lied, shaking your finger at him. He laughed, finding your sass to be amusing.

"Oh really? That's not what I was hearing last night, or the day before that, or even last week. You don't have to pretend with me, Y/N." he said as he crawled closer to you on the bed, his eyes scanned yours, watching your every move. You bit your lip before answering, "I'm not pretending." you barely got the words out without stuttering.

"You're a stubborn one, I like that. But why is it that I'm not afraid to admit I missed you?" he inched closer with his smirk widening, his warm breath clinging to yours. He tucked the hair strands in your face behind your ear, and the look of desire on his face sent a shiver down your spine.

"You're such a cutie, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. I like having you around, and I know you enjoy my company so there's no use hiding it." he uttered quietly, and even though the room was dim, you could see his grin as clear as day. You weren't sure how to respond so you nodded your head slowly. He didn't hesitate to lock lips with you, his lips were soft and smooth as they came in contact with yours. His light chuckle in the kiss only made your cheeks redden, he pressed his body against yours to close the gap between you two. Your lips parted this time to let his tongue explore your mouth and you couldn't help but moan as he glided it around aimlessly. You reached your hands up and shoved your hands into his hair, slender fingers gripping and pulling his head further down, deepening the kiss.

The feel of your body going soft and pliant against his own spurred him on further, and without further thought he roughly shoved you down onto the bed and made his way on top of you. He slid a knee in the space separating your thighs and when they parted, he situated his body between your legs. His hands gripped your ass only to bring your groins in close contact, making sure you could feel just how hard he was. He lowered his head down to leave a trail of wet kisses on your neck, you pulled him in closer with your hands and your legs wrapping around his waist. He licked and nipped at the skin of your neck, fastening his mouth right below the ear. You gasped in surprise when he pierced your skin, leaving his mark there. His lips found yours again and once more he fervently dove his tongue in for a taste. Shirts had ridden up and he could feel a strip of your bare skin against his. His hands made their way under your shirt, he pulled it up and over your head, baring your torso to his eyes. You arched up into him more and suddenly your hands left his head so that you could grab at the button of his pants. Your deft fingers opened his pants and you felt his devilish smirk against your lips as your fingers caressed against his abdomen, successfully removing them.