Jacob Sartorius Imagines

Purely Innocent (hot)

hey guysss i know ive been inactive for a long time,,, i just have a lot going on with school and  personal life, ive been busy. i'm also honestly not into jacob that much anymore, but ill continue writing these because I still do have a passion for writing I guess haha.

Also, before reading, I didn't know what category to put this in. It's like, sweet but with dirtyish undertones, so I put it as hot. It kind of builds up to something dirty, I don't really know how to describe it well. I'm not sure if there'll be a part 2 yet

Y/n's pov

I watched the ceiling fan on it's lowest setting, the blades moving in a circle, still so quickly that you couldn't make out the individual ones. My head against Jacob's chest, I readjusted my shoulders from my position, lying on my side. I slid my hand further up his torso, the cotton tee shirt he wore feeling soft against my palm. My leg was thrown across his body, the lights in the room dim, illuminated only by a small lamp in the corner.

Jacob's soft breathing through his nose could be heard in the quietness of the room. It wasn't awkward silence, but a comfortable one. A silence that could only be comfortable with someone you've known a long time.

"Jacob?" I nearly whispered, my cheek against his chest.

"Hm?" He hummed in response, his eyes still closed as he remained in a relaxed, sleepy haze. An innocent hand squeezed my waist gently as his thumb moved up and down against the material of my shirt.

"Do you ever think about..." I trailed off, having second thoughts of the topic I was about to bring up.

"About what, baby?"

I exhaled through my nose, my face burning at the thought. "Do you remember that night, at Kenzie's backyard bonfire?"

Jacob swallowed before a soft smile came onto his lips. His eyes finally opened, the dark brown pools of mystery focusing on me. The same love-struck expression he wore that night returned, but his face began to redden like mine. "Of course I do."

That night, nearly a month ago, was when our friend Kenzie had a big bonfire in her backyard to end off summer before the school year started again. She had lots of land that surrounded her house in every direction, not having any neighbors for nearly a mile, so her backyard was perfect for this kind of thing. All of our friends were there that night, soaking up the last bit of summer that was left.

The night had started off normally, everyone gathering around the giant fire pit with food and music playing from a stereo. Jacob and I mostly stayed to ourselves despite knowing everyone there. We were both just the more shy, quiet type.

As the night progressed, Jacob and I wandered from the crowd and the warmth of the fire. We rounded the corner, finding ourselves behind a wood shed, secluded and away from everyone else.

I don't remember how things led up to what happened, but i vividly remember being sat on an old dining table behind the shed, one that I recall to be the old one in Kenzie's dining room. Jacob's body was pressed against mine as he stood between my legs, us attacking each other's lips like we never had before. I clutched to his worn out jean jacket, desperate to keep him close.

Our relationship was always purely innocent, and we were always shy to go further than a sweet kiss. Our hands never traveled each other's bodies, we never did anything remotely dirty. Like I mentioned, both of us were rather shy.