What Does Love Look Like? (Eyeless Jack X Reader)

Chapter 12

Warning: slight R18 ahead!!!

With his hands on your hips, you found it harder to pull away. Yet, you felt that you didn't want to. His lips intermingled with yours, the feeling was reminiscent of your first kiss: full of uncertainty yet overflowing with repressed passion. It was the kind of embrace that kindled for a fire greater than the sparks you two were currently creating.

The literal meaning of 'I'm going to eat you' made you uneasy But as Jack's mouth hungrily clashed with yours, you felt that there existed a different hunger you had yet to know about. As if giving into a yearning of your own, your arms wrapped around his neck, beckoning him closer. In the light of the night sky, your two silhouettes merged with each other, seamlessly, as if they were always meant to be.

"W-wait..." You quietly whispered, finding a second of respite. "What if someone sees...?"

"Don't worry, I buried a body here and no one's noticed."

"N-no! If people pass b-by then--- Wait, are you teasing me?"

He softly chuckled in response, brushing your hair away from your face as he nuzzled his nose against yours. Despite the kind gesture, and the allegedly deserted park, you couldn't help but want to hide, feeling like the two of you were doing something very private. It seems that all these small intimate moments with Jack have become little secrets shared between the two of you.

You eyed him from below, glaring as if you had been wronged. Copying him, you moved away the stray hairs obscuring his face. Your angry expression softened; you became enamored with him again. He was very handsome to you, beautiful even, and you couldn't help but cup his cheek as you drank his every feature.

His head leaned into your palm, and his soft smile caught your breath. Jack seemed to happily enjoy the affection, not minding to keep up appearances. He gave your palm a small peck which sent through your body. You froze, as his butterfly kisses travelled up your arm, to your shoulders, to your neck...

A small moan escaped you, and blood rushed to your head as you heard it. Jack was unfazed, rather he seemed more determined. You felt him burying his head into the crook of your neck, little gentle nips defiling your skin. A sound threatened to escape you, which you held down as Jack's hands began to roam your body.

"Lesson two: you can tell me to stop." His low voice reverberated in your ear, you almost didn't catch what he was saying. "Are you okay?"

"No I---"

"No? Should I stop?"

"No! I mean, yes! Wait, I mean---" It was very embarrassing for you to admit that though his actions made you feel weird and novel, they weren't unwelcome. " I mean to say that I-I, uhm, I don't mind if you c-continue..."

Jack visibly tensed up, as if he wasn't expecting your response. Suddenly, his eyes became serious as he looked at you with a predatory gaze. Your consent had awoken something in him.

He picked you up from your underarms, placing you on top of him so that your legs straddled him on the bench. You felt frantic, covering your face with your hands as blood rushed to make you as red as a tomato. But Jack seemed to yearn for the bashful look you were giving him as he pulled your hands away and wrapped them around his shoulders. He pulled you down so that your lips may connect once more, much deeper this time. 

The taste of saliva mixing enraptured you as his tongue caressed yours. Beast like teeth grazed your soft lips, threatening to tear them apart yet never doing so. Jack kissed you longingly, which you felt yourself melting into and returning in affection. His hands roamed the curves of your body, treating you like a treasure in their gentleness yet itching to explore your every corner. 

Suddenly, the feeling of cold skin brushed against your thigh; Jack's hand had snuck underneath your dress. Holding onto the bare skin of your hips, he inched you closer to him as you straddled him. Something hot and stiff pushed against the inside of your legs which made you jerk up in surprise.

"Jack, d-down t-th-there is..." A sliver of saliva formed between the two of you as you parted. Your face was flush with shame, and the tiny tears of your distress only made you look all the more lovely in his eyes.

"Do you hate it when I touch you?"

This guy really knows how to ask the embarrassing questions, huh? 

While his caresses elicited something new in you, you didn't feel that it was unwelcome. Somehow though, it was hard for you to say it out loud.

You squeezed your eyes shut, not wanting to look at Jack looking at you, and shook your head vigorously. 

"Y-you just make me f-feel weird..."

"Then I hope I make you feel as weird as you make me."

"Wha... Ahn!"

He had grabbed your behind, pulling you closer. The heat between your legs only felt hotter with closer contact. The peppering of butterfly kisses on your neck seemed to be an attempt to distract you from the traveling hands making their way to a certain secret place hiding in the depths of your underwear. And yet, neither action felt any more innocent than the other.

Your eyes stung with tears, as if your body screamed at the injustice of being teased. Still yet, you hugged Jack's head for dear life as if he was the only one who could save you from the very same mysterious pleasure he was succumbing you to. Though it was a shameful feeling, you somehow wished this feeling would never end.

But, well, as they say about all good things...

"GODDAMN PERVERT, GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF OF HER!"

Jack's hands that were once teasing your body were now replaced by LJ's arms supporting you up. The bench where the two of you sat was littered with a plethora of knives. And somehow, Jane had replaced your spot of being on top of Jack. 

Except they were on the ground. Wrestling. With Jane pointing a knife at Jack's face.

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[AN]: Hey everyone, I hope you're doing well! Here's just a little note, once again, apologizing for the silence. I don't want to go into detail but my mom passed away last year, and well you can guess the rest. I am alright and coping well. I don't mean to make this awkward but, you know, you deserve an explanation.

From time to time, I see you guys still supporting this story which has made me inexplicably happy. This story does indeed have an ending, I'd like you to know, I just haven't written it out yet. If it weren't for you guys, I probably would have dropped this book two years ago.

Now, I hope to make it clear that the story isn't rated M for nothing. I actually wrote this chapter some time last year, but ended up hesitating to finish it because I wondered if I should commit to posting smut or not. But, well, I put the warnings at the start, and I suppose that will be a bridge to cross in the future. For now, I'll just write what I like and hopefully other people will like it too. Expect more smut in the future.

I hope to publish more chapters soon, not just for you guys but for myself as well. It feels good to commit to something and I'd like to see myself finish this to the end. On that note, have a good day and stay safe <3

And for the hundredth time, sorry for the late chapter hahah