The hotel room in New York was dark. The curtains of the floor to ceiling window where the bed was were open revealing the tops of the skyscrapers amongst the night sky and occasionally an airplane or helicopter would fly by. You and Jack lay side by side in the luxurious king sized bed, sweaty and panting. You laughed lightly as you tried to catch your breath after experiencing the best orgasm you'd ever had.
"Was tha' good, princess?" Jack asked, rolling the 'r' in 'princess', making your insides squirm.
"Jack, you know it was." He laughed and sat up, propping himself on his elbow and looking down on your fucked out face.
"Yer so beautiful." He whispered as his free hand came up to gently push your hair from your eyes. He pressed a kiss to your forehead, then your nose, then you leant up to meet his lips in a sweet post-fuck kiss.
This would've been the part where you exchange 'I love you's, but you and Jack weren't in a relationship, you were merely fuck buddies. You became close working together on Dunkirk, and as the only female cast member you were immediately drawn to anyone who would show you the slightest bit of affection. That was Jack. He always had his arm around you or was pressing a kiss to your temple absentmindedly, but you both knew that a relationship wouldn't last. You were an established actress who lived her life in the spotlight. Jack wouldn't be able to catch a break and the level of invasiveness that he would experience from the media would be too much too soon.
The both of you had made a pact when you became friends with benefits that there would be no feelings involved, however over the course of the press tour for Dunkirk, the two of you had started heavily relying on each other to keep yourselves sane. You would long for 9 P.M. to roll around so that you could answer your hotel room door to Jack ready to ravish your body in the ways he believed it should be.
And, as it would seem, you nearly cried each night after he left to go back to his room so that no one on the cast would suspect anything was going on between the two of you. You sighed as you looked into Jack's gorgeous eyes.
"Do you ever think that we should just stop doing this?" It broke your heart to ask the question but you needed to end things before you accidentally blurted out that you loved him. You could tell that Jack was taken aback by your question, but he did expect it sooner or later. You could see him creating an appropriate answer in his mind but you never would've dreamed of him saying what he did.
"I need ye, princess. If we stopped, I wouldn' be able to survive." Your eyes fluttered shut and your breathing became erratic.
"Sweetie..."
"No, Y/N. I need ye. I wan' ye in every way ye'll let me have ye. I love ye."
This time you didn't even think before answering.
"I love you too."
"Let me show ye how much I need ye, gorgeous."
All you could manage in your blissed out state was a slight nod of the head and a quick peck on Jack's lips before he disappeared underneath the sheets. He kissed his way down your abdomen until he wrapped his lips around your clit and sucked harshly.
"Fuck, Jack!" You moaned as you gripped his hair, pulling him closer to your core. He lapped at your juices until you were all but screaming under his touch. As his tongue plunged in and out of you, you sobbed his name and praises until you hit breaking point when you came all over Jack's mouth. When he emerged from under the covers, you could see that his face was glistening with your juices and he kissed you until you were all the both of you could taste.
"I love ye." He whispered before flipping you onto your stomach so that your forehead was practically against the glass of the window looking out over all of New York City at night.
"Yer so gorgeous." He marveled as his hands traced your curves before cupping your ass and bending down to give each cheek a kiss. He positioned himself so that his front was against your back and lined himself up with your entrance.
"I can' live withou' ye, me beautiful girl." You whimpered as Jack praised you, then moaned as he pushed himself inside you. His thrusts started slow and deep, letting you feel what you did to him and how much he needs you. As he rocked back and forth, he was kissing your shoulders and neck sweetly, relishing in the blissful moans and groans that his actions were releasing from your mouth.
"Jack, I love you! Fuck, I love you so fucking much!" You cried out as his thrusts became quick, hitting the exact spot inside you every time.
"I know, princess, show meh wha' ye've go' fo' meh. Come on, baby, let i' all ou'." Jack held you as your body convulsed with your orgasm, whispering sweet nothings and lightly kissing every inch of skin he could find. As the both of you came down from your high, Jack refused to let you go until your body had stopped trembling and your breathing had returned to normal.
A few minutes later, with Jack stroking up and down your arm gently and kissing your neck sweetly you finally spoke.
"No more hiding us from anyone, okay? I don't care who knows, I just need you with me."
"Princess, nothin' would make meh happier than kissin' ye in fron' of everyone on tha' red carpet tomorrow." You sighed contently as Jack held you even tighter to his chest.
"Stay." You managed to whisper before sleep overtook you.
"Always."
