Outfit Kink Oneshots

Naked Apron - Jake Webber x Reader

This will certainly be interesting.

Your P.O.V.
"Jake!" I call out to my boyfriend, hoping he's around here somewhere. I seem to lose him in the house apparently.

"I'm in the kitchen." That is the response I get. I walk into the kitchen, pausing in the doorway.

"Jake, what the fuck?" Jake turns around with a spatula in hand. He aggressively points it at me.

"I take no criticism when you are walking about with no pants on. I roll my eyes.

"Nice apron." Jake grins.

"I know, doesn't it just speak facts?" I laugh and let Jake go back to figuring out what the hell he's doing. I vibe for the moment before deciding to mess around at the sink. I get distracted by something on my phone and stare at it as I'm leaning over the sink. After a moment, Jake brings me back.

"Nice ass." I blink a few times before turning around.

"I know, isn't it great?" I wink as I look down for a brief moment. Jake huffs softly as he sets whatever he was making aside.

"Well, that didn't work out." I look at whatever crispy thing is in the skillet.

"Damn. You suck." Jake points at me.

"I blame you." I raise an eyebrow.

"Really?" Jake nods.

"Your ass was too distracting so I burnt my food. This is your fault." I sigh loudly holding my hand on my chest.

"Oh no! My ass is too great. What shall I do?!" Jake hums softly as he comes over to me.

"I could ruin it for you." Jake winks and I blink a few times. Jake presses right up against me, resting his hands on the counter.

"I- I have no idea how to feel, you are naked in an apron right now." Jake shrugs as he rests his head on my shoulder.

"Are you going to take up my offer?" I pretend to think about it.

"Mm, I guess if it'll help you not ruin your breakfast." I stick my tongue out at him. Jake rolls his eyes as he grips my hips.

"Want me to open you up~?" Jake growls this in my ear and I die inside.

"No, I'm too impatient." I press back on him, hearing him softly groan.

"Got it." Next thing I know, I'm bent over the counter, just a shirt on, having Jake push himself inside of me. I look back.

"Why is your apron still on?" Jake shrugs.

"Why is your shirt still on?" My eyes narrow.

"This is not the same thing." Jake's thighs meet mine.

"They're both covering our tits, I'd say they are." I groan.

"Shut up." Jake grins as he slams into me, dragging a moan from me. As per my order, he doesn't say anything but continues to roughly fuck me into this fucking counter. Mm, my stomach is going to kill me for this. Jake pulls my hair back, my neck straining as it bends.

"Mm, such a slut for me~" A strangled sounding moan leaves my lips. Jake's other hand goes and pulls the front of my shirt down. My tits pop out. Jake chuckles softly. I would ask him what's so funny, but my muscles in my neck are kind of warped right now.

After a while of this exchange, Jake pulls out, flipping me around. I'm lifted onto the counter and my legs are spread as I'm fucked back into again. My head presses against the cabinet while an assortment of sounds leaves me as Jake plays with my tits. My hands ball up and my bones awkwardly press against the counter while trying to keep me up.

"Enjoying yourself baby~?" I respond with a few different sounds and Jake just smiles. One of my hands travels down to rub my clit as Jake pulls in and out of me. Jake smirks at the appearance of my hand. We go at it for a while before Jake is pulling out, coming onto my stomach, as I go through my orgasm.

"Fuck~" My voice is strained. Jake looks up at me, smirking.

"Did you enjoy it~?"

"Would've been better without your apron." Jake clicks his tongue as he shakes his head.

"Sucks to be you." I huff as I get off the counter, going to clean myself up.

"Now let's see if I can make my breakfast again, without distractions." I roll my eyes knowing he's going to ruin his breakfast again.