Corruption [Soldier76 x Reader]

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This chapter contains EXTREME NSFW content.
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[Reader's Point Of View]
I continued to walk by Jamison's side, leaning against him. His right arm rested on my shoulder as we walked, his gaze shifting toward me every so often.
"I thought things were gonna be different, y'know?" I asked him softly, looking up.
He only nodded slowly and continued walking, opening his bedroom door, offering me a way in. I shook my head and looked up at him once again, taking in a sharp breath.
I exhaled,"I should leave you and Mako to packing, don't want to distract you. I'll just go back to Jack's room."
"At least let me walk ya' there mate," he suggested, closing the door and walking down the hallway with me.
I walked silently beside him, staring at the ground. I never really realized how close I was to Jamison until now. We stopped at Jack's door, and he turned toward me, grabbing my shoulder lightly.
"'M sorry mate. Was looking forward to fighting with ya'..." he looked at the ground, like he'd messed something up.
I shook my head and spoke,"it's not your fault. I guess I'm just not...courageous enough. Not hard working, like I should be," I suggested, trying to make him feel better.
"It's not that-" he spoke quickly, looking me in the eyes now,"it's something, but not that. I don't know what..."
I stopped him, trying to lighten the mood,"Jamie, it's alright. Just be safe out there, alright? I'm always gonna need my best friend." I smiled slightly at him.
The corners of his mouth lifted up into a smile as he gazed at me, speaking softly,"Wouldn't dream of leavin' ya'."
I opened Jack's door and waved at Jamison, receiving a wave back. He smiled before he walked back to his room, down the hall. I closed the door behind me, walking toward Jack's bed. I plopped down onto it, sighing and burying my face in my hands. Something told me that things would never change. That I'd always be seen as the fragile, weak, recruit everybody once thought they knew. And I was right.
The door creaked as I turned my head, and caught sight of Jack.
"Hey, sweetheart," he smiled toward me, slowly making his way across his room.
"Hey.." I mumbled, smiling back at him.
Something about this man could make me smile in any given situation, god damn him. He sat down next to me and rubbed my back, his fingers gently working out the tension knots I had. I groaned and buried my face in his chest, turning and laying on him.
He tensed and remained sitting up, holding me against him.
"That my sweatshirt?" He chuckled lightly.
"Mhm." Was all I responded with, clutching tighter to him.
He could tell I was upset, but he didn't know how to address it. So I decided to speak first.
"Am I still the same?" I asked.
He inhaled sharply before speaking back,"What?"
I sighed and pulled back, looking into his eyes. I needed to know what he thought about me.
"Am I still the 'new, fragile, quiet recruit' everyone thought they knew?" I spoke quietly, staring at him.
He gave a blank expression back, before exhaling.
"Why would you think that? You've been here for how long now? Two, three years?" He sounded a bit shocked, and his expression read hurt.
"It's not just that, Jack." I sighed, and I felt myself start trembling.
Maybe I'm just over thinking everything. I'm getting scared for no reason. I'm being stupid.
He sat silently for a bit, before quietly speaking up,"What is it, baby?"
My heart melted at the pet name and I couldn't help but tell him how I felt. I took in a deep breath, and spoke slowly.
"I just thought things would be different now. I've only been deployed on four missions, Jack. And those were abandoned Talon raids. I-It's almost like I'm not a viable asset to the organization. And I can't help but think that maybe-maybe it's because you don't think I'm good enough, and I'm being stupid, aren't I?" I questioned, just before breaking down, and collapsing onto him.
He wrapped his warm arms around me, and spoke soon after.
"You're lying to yourself if you're saying you're not a viable asset to our team. You saved Jesse's ass when he was caught at a Talon base, remember? Your skill set is beyond what I expected of you, and your mind works in ways that are hard to keep up with-" he sighed, before gently grabbing my chin, and tilting my head up.
I stared into his eyes, swallowing.
"And you know damn well that you're more than good enough in every way. It's just that- I can't put you in. I can't deploy the one person that loves me, and I mean really loves me. I just-I can't. Can't put you in that position. What if something were to happen to you? I'd blame myself forever." He sighed, and it looked as if he were about to cry.
I leaned upward, connecting my lips to Jack's, trying to comfort him. I hadn't meant to make him stressed. I always do stupid shit like this.
His hands traveled lower and rest on my hips, gently squeezing them as he kissed me back. I pulled backward, breathing heavy as I observed Jack's face.
"And what if something were to happen to you, Jack? You can't expect me not to be worried that you're out there. You're the goddamn Strike Commander, for Christ's sake. You'd be the main focus of an opposing force." I spoke without thinking, babbling to him.
He didn't seem to mind though, he intently listened, and nodded his head after I was done. It was odd to have someone listen to me, and think about what I was saying.
"I know..." he sighed, running his thumb across my cheek,"But you have to remember that as the Strike Commander, I've been through an abundance of training, and-"
I stopped him, speaking softly,"I know, I know. But it still worries me, y'know?"
He exhaled softly,"What worries you sweetheart?"
I laughed to myself and shook my head. Was he serious?
"You being out on the field, Jack. I guess-" I took in a deep breath before continuing,"I guess what I'm saying is that I can't afford to lose the first person I've actually...loved..." I trailed off, my voice growing frail.
Maybe I'm just being stupid. I buried my face in Jack's chest, inhaling his scent as I wrapped my arms around him. He sat silently for a bit, before looking away, adverting his gaze. His face flushed pink and his warmth spread through my body.
He spoke so quiet it was barely audible, his face glowing pink,"You...love me?"
I spoke quickly, bringing one of my hands up to his cheek, and directing his gaze toward me. Had I just fucked this up? Jack hadn't told me that he loved me, and I hadn't told him either. Maybe he just wanted a fling.
"I-I'm sorry," I stuttered, burying my face in his chest once more, tears beginning to gather near the corners of my eyes.
I felt a hand on my chin, and I was looking at him again in a few quick seconds.
"Don't say you're sorry. I love you, [Y/N]. I haven't told you because I thought it'd scare you." He suggested, his eyes scanning my face.
I could feel myself blush as I spoke back,"I love you too, Jack."
He flashed me that damn smile of his before leaning it and locking his lips onto mine, and embracing me tightly. I wrapped my arms around him in return, opening my mouth slightly, granting his tongue access to my mouth. He ran his tongue across my bottom lip before groaning quietly, his hands running down my back. I smiled into the kiss and ran my hands down his chest, stopping at the bottom of his shirt. I slid my hands underneath the thin material, and ran them up his bare chest, taking my time to trace each muscle with my fingers.
I let out a small moan into Jack's mouth as his hands found their way downward, and were now gently squeezing my hips. He lifted me up swiftly, and set me on his lap, deepening the kiss.
I ground my hips downward, letting a small moan into Jack's mouth as he snapped his hips upward, making me bounce a bit. To my surprise, Jack broke the kiss, immediately attaching his mouth to my neck. Breathing heavy, I tilted my head back and listened to the small growls and moans Jack let out.
I let out a small squeak as I felt him roughly suck on my neck, then let off, and slowly ran his tongue over the bruised skin. He did this repeatedly, knowing that it would leave bruises on my skin. I smiled briefly to myself, I liked the idea of Jack being territorial, and god was it hot.
He gently pushed me downward, my back finding the soft bed beneath me. Before I knew it, he was on top of me, a ferocious smile covering his face. He dove down, and to my surprise, he spread gentle kisses across my jawline. I shivered as he kissed his way up to my ear, and let out a small whisper.
It came across as an order, his tone authoritative,"Don't ever think you're not good enough."
Before I could respond, his hands were cupping my sides, and his mouth was on mine. His hands slid downward, grabbing the bottom of the hoodie I was wearing. He slowly pulled it upward, and broke the lock his lips had on mine. In a second, his lips were now attached to my lower stomach, pressing gentle kisses along it. I could feel myself blushing at the feeling. Something I'd done had obviously gotten Jack excited.
He pulled the hoodie upward, exposing the blue, lacy bra I had on that Dr.Ziegler had lend me. I blushed as I felt his hands wrap around the lacy material as he ran his first finger down the middle of my chest. He sighed at the sight and licked his lips.
"You look so damn cute wearing my hoodie," he sighed, his fingers trailing along the lace of my bra.
I chuckled and spoke softly,"Dr.Ziegler looked at me funny when she realized it was yours,"
Mentioning her name reminded me of the paper I had to sign. I sighed in dread.
"Thought it was obvious you were mine by the way I gush over you in front of her," he chuckled to himself, that wicked smile appearing as he lifted the corners of his mouth.
I could feel myself blushing as he brought his hands higher, gently pushing down on my shoulders as he ground his hips down onto mine. I let out a gasp from pleasure at first, the sweet feeling soon turning into pain as he gradually put more weight on my shoulders. I let out a small squeak, which I thought would be mistaken for a noise of pleasure, but Jack stopped what he was doing, and leaned backward.
He began apologizing immediately,"Babe-are you alright? I'm sorry-"
I nodded my head and clasped his left hand in mine, gently squeezing it.
"It wasn't you, Jack. It's just...my shoulders..." I mumbled, my voice growing frail.
He brought his hands up toward the hoodie, pulling it over my shoulders gently, and slowly. He bit his lip anxiously as he stared at the bruised skin, his expression dropping. He shook his head and sighed.
His voice trembled with curiosity as he spoke,"When did this happen?"
I lay there silently, my left hand clasped in his. I gently ran my right hand down his chest, and looked up at him. He only sighed and shook his head. He knew when it happened.
I brought my hand to the bottom of his T-shirt, lifting it upward. He chuckled at me and pulled it off in an instant, his face blushing pink. He leaned down to kiss me, running his fingers over my jawline. I smiled into the kiss, pushing my hips upward.
"Won't let that happen again..." he whispered toward me, talking about the bruised skin on my shoulders.
His hands were now on each side of my head, his body towering over mine. I sighed as he pulled back from the kiss, his eyes filled with possessiveness. I weakly smiled at him and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him downward, on top of me. I then wrapped my legs around his waist, grinding up into him. He let out a staccato of short breaths, closing his eyes and muttering curses under his breath. I spread small kisses across his neck, his breath now heavy. I felt his hands make their way down to my sides, going lower to my waistband. He gently pulled my pants down, breaking off the kiss to throw them on the floor. As soon as they were off, he was all over me again. His hands roamed my chest, sliding underneath his hoodie, his mouth all over my neck and face.
Without warning, he slid his thigh in between my legs, spreading them. I began to let out small whimpers as I ground down onto his thigh, closing my eyes tightly. A devious smile spread across his face as his canines prodded out of the corners of his mouth, his bright blue eyes lighting up.
"So greedy..." he chuckled, his gaze flicking from his thigh, to my face.
I felt a slight pressure on my thighs before a wet feeling, making me open my eyes. His face was now level with my panty-line, his eyes glowing with delight. He brought his hands downward, taking his first two fingers and gently pressing them against the damp spot on my blue laced panties, as he pressed kisses along my inner thighs. His other hand trailed inward, slightly pinching the soft skin.
"Mmm, Jack-" I sighed, closing my eyes, and running my fingers through his sun blond hair.
He snickered quietly, and spoke soon after, his tone making me shiver.
"Already begging?" His tone was authoritative, sounding like a growl,"Don't worry, baby. I'll give you what you need..." he trailed off, leaving hickeys all over my thighs.
"Just making sure I can remember how cute you look like this...all flustered, wearing nothing but my hoodie and your pretty, laced up panties..." his voice seemed to drop an octave every time he spoke.
I felt my grip on his hair involuntarily get tighter, and I let out a slight groan as his hands made their way toward the waistband of my panties. His fingers gently trailed upward, leaving goosebumps on the path they took, before hooking the thin material and slowly dragging it downward. I gasped as I felt a wet sensation, and heard Jack's low laugh. I held my breath, making an attempt to not moan his name as loud as I'd like to. I assumed that he saw this, as he chuckled, and let off for a moment. I opened my eyes, sweeping my gaze across his face.
"You don't have to be quiet, sweetheart," his tone made me shiver, and his eyes were coated in an icy glaze as he continued his statement, lowering his voice,"everyone already knows you're mine."
I squeezed my eyes closed and began to breathe normally, still trying not to scream. I felt the weight on the bed shift as he dove down again, the wet sensation starting all over again. I knew Jack wanted to go as hard and as fast as he could, but I also knew he was way too caring to do that. His tongue gently traced my thighs before he dove back in again, groaning as I wrapped my legs around his head. His groans sent vibrations throughout my clit, causing more friction.
I sighed as I felt two of his fingers gently prod against my entrance, gently tracing the outside of it before he stuck one finger in. Involuntarily, I let out a moan, and squeezed my thighs around Jack's head, making him growl.
"Another, please," I panted.
I almost didn't recognize my own voice as I begged him to continue. Jack wasn't being gentle anymore, and even with this being said, I trusted him. He plunged both fingers inside of me, pushing and pulling at a constant pace, matching the pattern of his tongue. I began to pant harder and louder, losing my breath every time I tried to speak.
Opening my eyes, I was greeted with the sight of Jack with his eyes closed, a blush widely spread across his face. His brows furrowed as he focused, groans escaping his mouth as he picked up his pace. I twirled his hair in my fingers, sighing as I looked down at him. To be honest, Jack looked like he was enjoying himself.
My breathing grew ragged as he opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping over my face. He pulled his head backward and sat up, wiping off his mouth swiftly. His lips were red and a bit swollen, and a blush was gingerly spread across his cheeks, making his freckles stand out. I can't say this is the first time I've realized how lucky I am.
He made his way up my body slowly, his figure towering over mine. I ran my hands over his chest, laying back down. My eyes glanced down at his chest, then made their way toward his face. His eyes caught mine, and he stared at me intently, his gaze soft. The corners of his lips lifted into a smile, and he dove forward, connecting his lips to mine.
I felt something prodding at my entrance, and gasped into his mouth as he inserted two fingers again. He chuckled against my lips, his laugh low and gravely.
He sprinkled kisses across my lips and spoke softly, his hand working fast,"I love you,"
I felt my face heat up as I gasped in pleasure and responded,"I-nng-Love you too-god, Jack-"
I felt pressure building in my lower stomach, and I choked out a warning toward Jack.
"Jack, please," I huffed.
"More? Faster? Tell me what you want, sweetheart," he chuckled underneath his breath, his icy blue eyes gazing at me.
"Everything-pleaseohpleasejack-" I choked on my pleads.
He leaned downward, his lips fitting against mine perfectly. I moaned into his mouth as I felt his fingers curl inside of me, hitting my sweet spot. I came undone around his fingers, a panting and moaning mess. He continued moving his fingers quickly, waves of pleasure washing over me. Slowly and gingerly, he pulled his fingers toward him, and then brought them up to my face. I could feel heat rush to my face as I saw his fingers wet with my slick. He pushed his first two fingers against my bottom lip, as I opened my mouth, and wrapped my tongue around his first finger. I made sure to slowly wrap my tongue around his fingers, and clean them off the best I could, making a show out of it.
"Oh, sweetheart," he sighed, his gravely voice giving me goosebumps.
Even after his fingers were clean, I continued to lick on them, and eventually graduated toward sucking on them the loudest I could. He let out a low groan as I took his finger the deepest I could, his soft fingertip hitting the back of my throat. As I was taking his fingers down, I slowly crept my other hand down his body, groping him softly. Looking upward, it was such a treat to see Jack's eyes closed tightly, and his brows raised as he began to lose control. The sweet taste of his fingers faded as he pulled them out of my mouth, but I didn't want to stop teasing him just yet. I sucked on his fingers harshly, not letting him pull them out of my mouth. I brought my gaze up to his, and smiled sweetly before letting them fall out of my mouth, a trickle of my saliva connecting his fingers. I never thought it was possible that someone could become more wild after they'd started losing control, but Jack is different.
I tugged on his waistband, bringing my lips closer to his, letting out a quiet groan into his mouth. Without thinking, I let out a wine as I continued to tug on his waistband. Hearing this, he assisted me in taking his pants off, throwing them on the floor without looking. Jack broke off the kiss, staring at me intently before grinding his hips down onto mine. Gasping in pleasure, I wrapped my arms around his neck. I smiled to myself as my fingers came in contact with the warm skin on his neck, the warmth spreading through my fingertips. Cuddling with Jack during colder seasons was going to me be a must.
A soft question broke my thoughts as Jack spoke to me,"You alright?"
I smiled warmly at him and nodded, my eyes scanning his face. His face held an emotion that I couldn't name. He wasn't afraid or worried, that was for sure. Was he holding himself back for some reason? I found it endearing that even though the air was tense, and he wanted to continue, he asked me if I was alright. He gently lay me down on the bed, my back flat against the mattress, and slowly spread kisses across my neck.
He murmured quietly, his lips pressing sweet marks on my neck,"Meant it earlier. I love you."
I responded quickly, blushing,"I love you too,"
My hands crept downward again, pulling down Jack's boxers slowly. He looked down at me softly, a questioning look on his face. I winked and giggled before trying to pull them down again. Assisting me, he threw them off and onto the floor, and I couldn't help but giggle as he frantically tackled over me once again. His mouth was on my neck once more, distracting me as he lined himself up with me. He teasingly rubbed the head of his cock against me, a whine escaping my lips. Even after hearing my soft pleads, he continued to tease me, his face now hovering above mine. I stared up at his icy blue eyes, biting my lower lip. The smile on his face was ferocious as he stopped teasing me completely, and was no longer touching me anywhere. I let out a whine of disappointment and frowned at him, but that didn't seem to be enough.
"Words." He spoke with authority, his gaze holding mine.
Instantly I spoke,"Please Jackie-"
I clutched closer to him, staring into his eyes as he held his breath. His hand moved slowly toward his night stand, his gaze staying on me. I eyed his hand as he opened his drawer and reached inside, only to pull out a small bottle of lube, which was only half empty. My eyes went wide as I saw him pull the bottle closer to him, and flip open the cap. The thought of how many times Jack had opened the bottle for his own use only turned me on, and I assumed it was a lot, due to the amount missing.
"You don't have to-" I spoke softly, watching him slowly pour the cold liquid onto his fingers.
He set the bottle down and slowly brought his lubed hand closer to me, slowly spreading the liquid up my inner thighs.
He spoke before I could, his fingers tracing my entrance,"Want to. Wanna be gentle with you,"
I melted into his words and his touch, quietly mumbling and whimpering as he plunged his fingers inside of me. Just as the friction started to be enough, he withdrew his fingers, and slowly stroked himself. Slowly crawling up my body, he brought his face above mine, sticking his fingers into my mouth. Assuming he wanted me to clean them off, I gently began to suck on his first finger, wrapping my tongue around it. Before I could finish his first finger, he slowly slid himself into me, a choked groan escaping my mouth. I wrapped my legs around his waist and looked straight at him, catching his gaze in mine. I couldn't help but smile gently for a brief moment, and I received a smile as well, before he thrust rather hard. I gasped and he shoved his fingers farther down my mouth, and I continued to suck on them.
"Can't be too loud, baby," he chuckled and continued a slow pace, his face hovering just above mine.
As he withdrew his fingers, he pressed gentle kisses all across my chest, my neck, and my face. I could hear him mumbling quietly, his voice low as he spoke.
"So pretty. Love you so much,"
I squeezed my eyes shut and began panting hard, his thrusts now speeding up, but not going the fastest he could. I couldn't help but call out and wrap my arms around his back, scratching him up and down as I clutched onto him.
My pleads came out as short breaths,"Fuck, more, please,"
He chuckled and brought his face closer to my ear, practically growling.
"Such filthy words shouldn't come out of a pretty mouth..." his voice was low as he nipped at my neck, knowing it would bruise,"but only because you asked so nicely, sweetheart."
With that, he increased his pace, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw him reach for his night stand again. Why was he going for the lube again?
With a flash, I saw a hint of something purple, before he slowed to a stop, and leaned backward, waving it in front of me.
"Got it just for you," he chuckled, switching on the vibrating toy as he started thrusting again.
I groaned at the sight of Jack holding the toy, his cheeks flushed pink, sweat rolling down his forehead. Images of Jack using the toy on himself flashed through my mind as I doubted his statement. Fuck would it be hot to walk in on him playing with himself.
I watched him gently lower the toy, resting it on my bundle of overworked nerves, adding onto the pressure building in my lower stomach. I moaned as he thrust faster, the vibrating toy working  me closer to my climax. I thrashed beneath him, moaning as he overworked me, my walls tightening around him as I came undone. Looking up, I saw his face pulled back in a snarl, his eyes focusing on my pleasure.
"Fuck sweetheart, I can feel you milking my cock-" he groaned, releasing inside of me, the toy still overworking me.
"J-jack-" I groaned, thrashing underneath him, the feeling of warm liquid inside of me turning me on again.
He chuckled and turned the toy off, setting it on the nightstand and leaning down immediately, wrapping his arms around me as he dove his lips onto mine.
"You alright?" He murmured as he continued to kiss me, his hands tracing my back muscles.
"Mhm," I sighed, pulling backward as he collapsed onto me, his weight surprisingly not bothering me.
"You're so good to me," he sighed, his cheek laying against his hoodie that I was still wearing, despite it being pulled up nearly to my shoulders.
I shivered and wrapped my arms around him, breathing heavily. Looking downward, I saw him nuzzle closer to me, his back rising and falling as he fought to catch his breath. I moved my legs uncomfortably, realizing he was still inside of me. He looked up at me and chuckled, sitting up. His cheeks were bright red as he slowly pulled himself out with a loud pop, groaning. Both him and I looked down, a combination of fluids staining his bedsheets.
"God damn that's hot..." he trailed off, collapsing onto me again.
I could feel myself blushing as I wrapped my arms around him once more, closing my eyes. I could hear him quietly breathing, the motion of his back heaving up and down softly moving the bed.
"Jack..." I whispered, bringing my hand up to run my fingers through his hair.
"Hm?" He briefly questioned.
"As much as I'd love to lay here with you, I'm sticky and gross. Plus, you're supposed to leave tomorrow morning," I suggested.
I opened my eyes and saw him staring at me, a blush spread across his face,"What do you mean you're sticky and gross? You look amazing."
I giggled and shook my head,"not what I meant. Someone decided to be extra careful and got my legs all slippery and wet,"
The blush on his face spread as he turned his head and stared at the ground,"I-sorry, did you not want me to? I was just worried..."
I could feel my heart physically hurt when he spoke that soft,"No baby, I loved every minute of it. Thank you for being gentle."
I spoke sincerely. It was endearing to know that he cared about my comfort, even in a situation like that. I saw his eyebrows lift as the pet name escaped my mouth, and the blush on his face spread.
Sitting up, he grabbed my hand, and helped me stand up out of the bed, my legs shaking. I laughed as my legs continued to shake, and looked up at Jack. His face was practically lit up as he helped me walk toward the bathroom, gingerly grabbing ahold my arm to keep me from falling. He eventually gave up at the slow speed I was walking at, and decided to pick me up bridal style. I looked up at him, smiling as I watched his jaw tense and release as he walked.
He set me down by the shower, helping me stand still while he turned the scolding hot water on.
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"Are you sure you're alright?" Jack questioned as he scrubbed my back a ridiculous amount.
I nodded my head,"I'm fine,"
The same question ran through my head as I remembered that he had to leave tomorrow morning.
"Are you alright?" I asked him in return as he ran hot water down my back.
"What do you mean?" He inquired, chuckling.
"I mean-the mission. Are you okay with what's happening?" I asked him.
"I have to be, baby. It's gotta be done, and I've taken all the precaution I can. I think you're the one that's not okay with what's happening," he suggested, wrapping his arms around me, and resting his head on my back.
"Not true," I said contrarily,"I'm just worried, how could I not be? I'm gonna be scared to death while you're gone."
He stayed silent, his arms still wrapped around me. I spoke in the silence.
"Promise me something please,"
"Anything," he answered quickly, rubbing my back.
"Please be careful out there. I need you, Jack." My voice somewhat shook when I spoke.
He stood silently for a bit, before speaking lowly.
"I Promise."