Jacksepticeye Smuts And Fluffs

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I groaned as I tossed and turned. I needed relief from this lustful prison. I needed a man to soothe my aching lips. I thought of Sean. He has a crush on me, maybe he'll take this chance to finally claim me. No.. no, you fucking slut, Y/N. He's in a relationship with Signe. I... I can't. I hear a small and deep grunt. Then almost silent talking. I got out of the comfort of my large bed and snuck to the door.
"Y/N... God yea-"
The last part was just incoherent mumbling. Sean was... dreaming about me. I shook it off and ruffled my purple hair and sat back on my bed. I rolled over and put my arm around my warm, giant dog's stomach gently. I kissed the big fucker on the ear and snuggled up with him.

I woke up, pulling my dog with me out of our blissful slumber. He stretched and spread his limbs. In an obvious attempt for belly rubs, he nudged my stomach.  I obliged and rubbed his furry belly. I planted one more kiss on him then jumped out of bed. I stretched and yawned. I picked up my special beanie and my glasses. I put them both on. I got dressed. Pretty simple morning routine. As I reached the bottom of the stairs, Sean grunted through his coffee cup, hand in his pocket. He had his beanie and glasses on, too. He was wearing the cutest dark red shirt, that really showed his perfectly lined muscly arms. He kissed his teeth, licking his lips. He just stared at me blankly.
"Good morning, cutie."
He said eventually.
"Morning, babe."
I smirked at him. I pour myself a cup of coffee and sit on the empty counter next to Sean,  who was leaning on it.
"Have you ever realised how close we are? Like, we could be a couple and the only thing that would change would be that we'd kiss and fuck. Like, I hug you like a boyfriend,  I kiss your wounds better like a boyfriend, and I'm always there when you need me."
I chuckled at this sudden statement and replied.
"Like that time last year. You saw my twitter post and flew from Ireland to Melbourne just because I said I didn't have a Valentine. Thankyou... for always being my other half since... forever."
A small, single tear dropped down my cheek. Sean realised my sudden silence and snapped his head towards me. He let out a small 'aww' and put his coffee down. Warm arms wrapped around my cold body.
"Thanks, Sean. I... need to confess something."
He broke the hug and stood infront of me. He held both my hands with both of his.
"I've been needing some... relief..Could you possibly hook me up with a friend? I was gonna ask you, but you've Signe..."
He let go and returned to his happy, cheerful morning state.
"Gladly! What time abouts, hun?"
"Really? Thanks, wow. Umm... anytime you're not home?"
"Oh, I'm not the one to relieve you then?"
I gasped and looked at him.
"You wouldn't,  you have a girlfriend!"
He took a long slurp from his cup.
"If you're available, then I don't."
He grinned. I gaped at him once more, slightly turned on.
"Sean... I don't want you to do it. I mean, I want you badly, but you're in a relationship! I'm not going to ruin it. I'll maybe get away with a one time makeout session with Mark or Calvin...?"
He pulled me off the counter and dragged me to my bedroom. He sat down with me. Sean pushed my body into a laying position.
"How long have you felt this way?"
He takes a long sip. He kisses his teeth again.
"A few weeks now. It's been getting worse."
"Okay. Now have you done anything to cope with this feeling?"
"No. But when I'm with my dog, I feel... happy. My dog is my freedom. But when I'm around you... it just gets worse. I hate it."
"Deary deary me. I guess I have one solution."
He takes another slow slurp of hot coffee. He sits on my editing and recording chair. That strong raised eyebrow stare lures me in. I slide of the bed and stand infront of him. He grabs my arms and pulls my weak body closer. (DONT FUCKING REFERENCE THAT GODDAMN SONG I WILL DELETE THIS FUCKING CHAPTER IF YOU DO)
I had my legs straddling him. Sean reached his beautifully defined face up to mine.
"Let's get rid of that pesky need, shall we?"
I didn't have time to answer, because plump, warm lips smashed onto my cold, small ones. I immediately kissed back, because I hated this stupid feeling.
"Mmhfuck you're goommfh"
He breathed through the kiss. He danced with my lips in perfect rythm. I felt his kind, wet tongue break through his lips, and through mine aswell. I permitted entry and our saliva coveted tongues played like wild. Warm hands travelled up my shirt, adventuring all around my tiny body. He placed on hairy hand on the back of my purple hair and the other still stealthy darting around my back. A small grunt slipped into my mouth, from his. I giggled, letting him catch me off guard. He quickly unhooked my f/c lace bra. I moaned and pulled my hands from his sides to his shirt. I stared pulling it up slowly, dragging the tease out longer. I eventually had to pull it up over his head. He chuckled, still holding me firmly.
"Didn't know you needed that kind of relief."
I blushed and looked away.
"Sorry, I got carried away, and I just couldn-"
"I never said I didn't like it."
Boom. Our faces smashed together once more. I felt him touch my now exposed breasts. I moaned louder into the kiss. His touches were so... gentle. The way those careful hands glided across my skin made me shiver.  I loved his touches, they made me want something... more.  We broke apart. We both panted. I stood up, of off his lap.
"Thanks, Sean. Sorry about that... I just.. couldn't help myself."
"Don't thank me, nor apologize. That was the best kiss I've ever had. Lets do it again sometime."
I smirked and put my arms around him. A sinister voice rang out, echoing in the bright,  morning lit room.
"You fucking cheating bastard."
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