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robertpattinsonslut · 2 years

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hi darling! i was wondering if you could write your last imagine its so cute! i love it! hope you have a great day or night and i loveeee youu!

𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄!

ೃ⁀➷ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐄𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐒𝐰𝐚𝐧!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

ೃ⁀➷𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 1/?

ೃ⁀➷𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒: 3.3+𝐊!

ೃ⁀➷ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞.

ೃ⁀➷ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡, 𝐂𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐁𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐃𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐥.

ೃ⁀➷ 𝐀/𝐍: 𝐇𝐢 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲! 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 <3. 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠! ⍟

My hands were shaking. My body was sweating. My head was spinning. I couldn't believe that my sister was dead.

I grabbed my phone from the counter and typed in Charlie's phone number as I placed the phone to my earlobe. I was holding into the table, breathing heavily as a silent tear rolled down on my left cheek what was flushed red because of my blood pressure.

Charlie answered the phone after the fourth ring as he spoke into it. His voice was raspy, sad and angry. I couldn't hold it anymore so I started to cry while he was listening to me through the phone.

My sobs were quiet as I gasped for air. The worst part was that Bella was pregnant and I couldn't imagine how the Cullens were dealing with the situation...especially Edward.

- Y/N don't cry it's going to be okay I promise. I sent the Cullens after you, it's better if you stay with them for a short period of time. I don't think I can take a really good care of you...and you are still eighteen a kid. I'm going to Phoenix for a few days, tell Renée that you are going to be fine I don't think she will believe me...I love you. - He said and when I didn't answer, a sigh left his lips and he placed down the phone.

I placed the phone back to the counter as I carried my legs to the stairs of the house. I almost fell due to my blurred vision. I let out more sobs and got got upstairs holding onto the limit as I lifted my legs on each step.

I entered my room staring at it. It was a little room with a bed in it, next to it a desk where my books and some photo frames where. I slowly got to the desk, picking up photo frame and I stared at it blankly. I traced my fingers on the frame of the photo of me and my sister.

It was after graduation. Bella and I were wearing this long, yellow dress and the graduation hat on our heads. I remember that dad took this picture because mom asked him to. Renée was always a memory keeper, whatever happened she had to take millions of pictures to remember the exact same moment.

I bought the frame to my chest, holding it tightly as a few more sobs escaped my mouth. I never could imagine myself living with the Cullens. What dad meant that he is going to be away for days in his understatement meant a few years, and I was a hundred percent sure that I'm not going to make it with hero hair Edward Cullen and his vampire family. Yeah maybe I spent dinners there because Bella and Edward invited me to, but nothing serious happened.

I softly ran my hands through my brunette locks and took the hair away from my face. I leaned onto the wall sliding down to the floor. My mascara ran down my face as I looked at my ceiling still crying and reaching for air.

It didn't even take 5 minutes for a car to show up. I heard the motor of it which was kind of surprising, because the only car this loud I knew was Bella's trunk. I slowly got up from the floor and wiped my mascara off with the sleeves of my hoodie.

I walked to my window and reached for the knob of it, twisting and opening it fully. As I gazed out the window the cold October's breeze got through my skin and I closed my eyes feeling the fresh air. The weather was chilly, after all living in Forks comes with this. I shifted my gaze to the oak tree which was in the neighborhood and watched the letters slowly fall down from it to the ground.

I was still hearing the motor of the shiny Volvo what I immediately recognized. I looked down to my shaking hands noticing that I was gripping the windows ledge. The door opened and Edward Cullen got out of the car. I showed him a tired smile as he looked at me worried. My face was totally saying others then my inner, but I knew that he could easily read my toughts from even 20 meters.

My heart started pounding in my chest. I felt like a part of my heart just stopped beating and was nowhere to be functioning. I stood out of his way and waited until he got in through my window, but before he could even get in I fainted and my head hit the floor, loosing my consciousness as my eyes started to give out just like my heart.

A few days later

I woke up to the beeps of the green glowing monitor what showed my heart rate next to me. My fingertips were tracing somethings on the blanket what was wrapped around my figure. I slowly opened my eyes gazing at the table that was next to me with roses and cards on it. I moved my gaze to the end of the bed and a girl was sitting on it, waiting for me to wake up.

- Oh my god you are awake! - She exclaimed smiling at me while taking my hand in hers.

The girl was Alice, she looked a bit more like a woman after graduation eventough they don't really age. Seems like their 67th graduation changed a lot about them...wish I could say the same.

She was wearing a leather jacket with a black dress covering her thighs with a matching pair of black heels. The "Im dressed in black" look informed me that today is Bella's funeral and I couldn't go because of my physical condition.

- Hi... - I said with a raspy tone. Her hand was cold and it felt good. My eyes were still sore and I barely managed to open them fully. I felt that something in my stomach wasn't really having great days because I wasn't eating for a few, a nd my immune system started to give out.

-How are you? We were worried you are not going to wake up. - Alice asked tightening her hold on my hand.

I was surprised she didn't have any visions of me...maybe because I wasn't awake or something like that.

- Yeah well I only remember seeing Edward from my windows and then I fainted my head is still spinning and my stomach is hurting like crazy. - I said quietly looking out of the big see through doors and I realised that I wasn't at a hospital. I was in Carlisle's hospital room in the Cullen house.

Then she suddenly looked into the nothing and stayed motionless. She stayed like this for almost half a minute and then when she woke up she stared at me with wide eyes and a shocked face.

- Alice what's wrong? What did you see? - I asked holding her hands in mines. It didn’t take a second for her to quickly speed away from the room and ran up the stairs to find her family.

I was left alone in the bed for about ten minutes after Carlisle came down to the room I was in. Good I tought. Now I will have to stay here for I don't know how long. Behind him followed Edward who didn't even look up from the stairs.

- Edward help her sit in the wheelchair. - Carlisle said running to his desk to grab some things after the mentioned person came up to my bed and placed his hand behind my back and the other one under my legs.

- Hey I can sit up don't touch me! - I said. No. Shouted at him. He looked at me like I was crazy but he lifted me up anyways and carried me to the wheelchair, sitting me in it. I looked at him like I was going to kill him after the funeral, but he pushed the wheelchair to Carlisle's desk and he sat down aswell on a chair next to me.

I looked down to see why were my legs shaking and I saw it. I saw that I had huge bump, covering the top of my thighs as I opened my mouth to scream out of the top of my lungs. The only thing that accused me not to was Edward turning his back on me, ignoring my words and acting like I wasn't even there. I moved my head back to my thighs and lifted my nightgrown. How did I even get in a nightgrown?

- This is why we came up... - Carlisle spoke and I moved my head up from my thigs to stare at his face. He was giving me a worried look again just like Edward did yesterday. Was it even yesterday? I didn't know how many days I have slept through - Y/N - He kept the eye contact with me and not caring about that he wasn't blinking already for about 3 minutes - You are not pregnant by yourself don't worry, you are carrying the baby Bella was. - He spoke looking back at Edward who was still turning his back on us.

It was like in that moment, my full life just run down in front of my eyes. I couldn't believe nor I wanted to that I was carrying my dead sisters baby, or whatever is this. A baby shouldn't grow this fast. They just came home from the honeymoon like two weeks ago. I finally found my voice again in my sore throat and began to speak eventough I didn't even know what words were coming out of my mouth.

- No I can't. Bella died! My sister is dead how can I possibly carry something what was in her womb a few days ago? How? You are lying! You did something to me there is no possibility for a 2 week old fetus to be this huge already! Look at me! I look like I'm already in my nineth month! - I exclaimed, sweating and trying to control my anger what just literally splashed over my nerves. He took a deep breath before going to the ultrasound station and nodding to Edward to come and help me to the bed.

-I already told you that I do not need your help, thank you! - I said getting slowly up myself, eventough I thought I did it, my back started to hurt after not being used to my big bump and I almost fell to my knees, letting out a gasp as Edward catched me and picked me up before I could even take a breath.

He stared at my face and gave me a look that told me I shouldn't really speak back to him. And I immediately thought about two words that he could easily read out from my mind.

Fuck yourself.

He gave me his serious look again and carried me to the bed where the ultrasound was, and laid me on my back. He then moved away from me and went to the big windows to look out of them. I stared at his back blankly as he walked to the window and crossed his arms on his chest.

- Atleast try to not show it that you hate me from this moment now... - I whispered but also knew that he could hear it so I turned my gaze to Carlisle who was setting up the whole thing. I lifted my nightgrown a little so the bump's end would be visible and he placed the cold transcuder on it and I shivered.

He started typing in some things on the keyboard and I moved my gaze to the monitor as it turned on and the baby became more visible.

- The head is upwards so it will be sure a caesarean delivery still and I see that the hands are opening. - He smiled as he moved the transcuder to the left and upwards. - After all it seems healthier then before! - Carlisle said typing more things on the keyboard as I stared at the baby in the monitor.

A silent tear fell down on my cheek and I quickly wiped it away, sniffling my nose and I felt more tears spill out. I couldn't still believe that a part of Bella was still with me. It made me happy and forget about how worse things were. I forgot about everything that bothered me in that moment and thought about the baby. I smiled as the monitor showed the heartbeat of it.

- Okay I'm done, I'm just gonna pack away everything. You can wipe the gel down. - He handed me the paper towels and I slowly but cleverly wiped it down. My gaze flew to the person standing at the window who's hands now were in his pockets as he didn't hid the fact that he listened to what Carlisle said about the baby and he then turned around staring at me laying on the bed.

His face as usual, didn't show his emotions. It was like he swallowed something really bad, but didn't want to tell it. He finally walked over his adoptive father as he gave something to the younger vampire.

He held a picture in his hand. Probably that was what Carlisle was typing after he checked on me. After all Edward finally showed the famous little smile of his and slided the picture in the pocket of his jacket.

- I'm gonna check your blood pressure and take some blood from you, then I will help you to your room. - Carlisle spoke finally standing up from his seat to find the blood pressure meter as Edward helped me to sit up.

He squeezed my hand before letting it go again as he went back to the big see through windows. I stared at him again, thinking that I probably messed up now our friendship with my thoughts and I let out a sigh.

- Your room is still not ready since Alice is rambling about something called "Y/N's color scheme" and we didn't knew what kind of furniture we should buy so today I'm taking Rosalie with myself and she will help me since she is into pregnancy, until that you are going to sleep in Edward's room. - he said wrapping the fabric around my arm and tying it tightly then pressing the start button on the little machine.

I looked at Edward again who was facing the windows. The color black didn't really remind me of him. He never wore these kind of suits and what really hurt my heart, that in the next few years, he is never going to go out of his room, while I have to be with him. I knew that if he comes home I would confront him about this whole thing. It hurt to me aswell just as enough as for him, so I knew what was he feeling, but I was here and I was only here because if Bella couldn't make her dream come true, then I knew that she would beg for me to complete my own.

- Average. - Carlisle said forcing me out of my thoughts. I looked back at him and he turned the machine off taking the fabric off my left arm and placed it on the table next to us.

- Now I'm going to take blood. - He said reaching for the clamping strap and wrapped it tightly around my arm.

I wondered back to my own thoughts. What would happen if I give birth to this baby? Would Edward still hate me for being here instead of Bella? Would he even speak to me? I looked down again before Carlisle could see that I had tears in my eyes again.

- Okay now stretch your arm and your palm too. - He went to his desk reaching for the needle and some tampons with sterilizer and he sat down facing me.

- You can look to the window if you like to some of my patients don't really like seeing their blood. - he chuckled searching my veins when he found one he sterilized the spot and grabbed the needle.

As he pushed the needle in a sigh left my lips and I looked at the window. When he was done he pulled it out and gave me a tampon to hold the blood back.

- Okay well then Edward will push you to his room! - Carlisle said looking at Edward and giving him a look as he turned around. He slowly walked to me again, now looking somewhat calmer then before. He picked me up by my legs and my back then slowly sitting me in the wheel chair. My back leant onto the back of the chair, relaxing my muscles. Edward went behind me again and reached for the two handles of the chair. He lifted the metal rod so it could move as he started to push me towards the elevator.

- Wait you have a bed in your room? I tought vampires don't sleep...? - I asked, remembering again what his room looked like. No, it sure didn't have a bed before.

- Well it's technically yours. We couldn't set it in your room now, you know what Carlisle said. - Edward finally spoke after being silent for almost an hour. He pushed the button to the elevator and the doors opened infront of us. He pushed me into it, pushing the button of the second floor as he still stood behind me, probably reading my thoughts.

Then I decided I would ask if something with me being here bothers him but I decided not to. Atleast not today, on Bella's funeral.

He suddenly stepped in front of me and bended down to my level. He brushed the hair out of my face and pushed some behnd my ear. He looked down and pursed his lips as tried to say something but no words came out of his mouth. Then he shook his head, and went behind my chair again. I sighed in defeat, because I wanted to talk to him. And it didn't work out again.

As the doors slowly opened they revealed the white corridors and the paintings on the wall. I smiled looking at the familiar doors and paintings all over the wall as Edward pushed me towards the right side of the corridor where his room was. He stopped infront of the familiar elephantbone white colored door with a number on it and he twisted the know revealing his room. He pushed me inside and stopped in the middle of his room stepping infront of me again to pick me up. He placed his hands again under my legs and my back and picked me up.

He carried me to the king sized bed and placed me down on it, covering my body with the blankets. And he squeezed my hand again walking to the door. I stopped him by saying his name.

- Edward! - I spoke calmly as his back faced me again. He didn't even bother to turn around he just stopped in his tracks. - Please if you come home wake me up. Don't wait for me until I do. Now go you have somewhere to be... - I whispered as he continued to walk to the door and opened it closing it slowly behind him.

I stared at the ceiling trying to sleep that day. Whenever I closed my eyes, he would come infront of me. I tried to turn to my sides, but it didn't work out. I only once almost screamed because of the pain I felt, but I quickly turned to my back again never trying to turn around.

I looked at his sshelf where his CD's where. They were full of classic's from the sixties to the now day music. I was surprised that he even had the first of Taylor's album. I quickly glanced over his desk where his journal was opened with a black picture glancing out of it. I couldn't see it from far away. As my eyes started to give out again, I smiled to myself as the baby kicked somehow now not that painful. I placed my palm on my bump again and started rubbing it.

After all I could live here. Not like the Cullens were horrible persons. Atleast I knew they weren't. I just didn't know what was Alice's vision holding in the future for me.

#edward cullen x reader #edward cullen #edward cullen smut #twilight #bella swan #robert pattinson x y/n

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robertpattinsonslut · 2 years

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fucked my brains out honestly

hi beb <3 so.....lately i got obsessed with cedric diggory so i tought about if you could write about cedric x preg!reader fic where they r already out of hogwarts and they now both are in dumbledore's team ofc and they have a kiddo who is going to hogwarts in this year. so as she leaves they go home and have a really hot and spicy day.... meaning that they fuck on every possible surface. thank u if you write this i love u smmm!

hi love!! of course. i had a cedric phase once and i wrote some things for him so it was so weird doing it again... i hope you like it!! <3

Home Alone- Cedric Diggory x Reader [IK THE GIF IS NEIL, I JUST IMAGINE HIM AS OLDER CEDRIC!]

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, i literally just wrote p0rn, the plot is in the request! :)

note: i know what you're thinking... and no i'm not adding ced to the list of people i write for, i'm sorry :( this was just a one time thing bc me and @robertpattinsonslut were talking about this and she had the idea to turn it into a fic! but you never know, one day i might! <3

“We have the place to ourselves now…” Your husband whispered, tucking some hair behind your ear, “how about we make good use of it?”

“But Ced, I have things to do and-“

“So do I,” he snickers, wrapping his arms around you, pulling you closer to him, “starting with… you!”

You smile at his words, he was so cheesy. You give in and pull him down to your level, crashing your lips into his. He kisses back, tangling his hand into your hair as he pulls you impossibly closer.

“Bedroom,” you pant between kisses, “now.”

“No need, angel.” He grins against your lips as he lifts you by your thighs, pinning you against the wall as he continues to kiss down your neck, sucking harshly on the delicate skin. Your legs wrap around his waist and you begin to grind down onto his growing bulge, the friction feeling like heaven on your clothed clit. “That feel good, hm?”

“Fuck yes.” you groan in his ear.

His lips part from your skin as he pulls back to remove his shirt, keeping you against the wall. You attempt to slide your panties down under your dress, but they get stuck whilst they’re halfway down your thighs.

“Someone’s eager.” He smirks, his hands coming down to your thighs, ripping the thin lace from your body. You hear them fall to the ground with a soft thump before Cedric’s lips come back to yours, your sensitive nub now rubbing against the rough fabric of his trousers. His hand comes down to where your bodies meet and begins toying with your clit, causing your mouth to fall open, giving his tongue access.

Cedric could tell when your high was approaching, as he swiftly removed his hand from you and began working on unbuttoning his trousers. Once they fell to the floor he pulled down his boxers, freeing his hard throbbing cock. You let out a sigh when you felt it press against your inner thigh, continuing to move your hips to find any form of friction.

However, you were stopped. One of Cedric’s hands came down to your heat again, lining his cock up with your hole.

“Think you can take it?” He asks, you could hear the smirk through his voice.

“Yes.” You whined, desperately needing to feel him.

“What’s the magic word, pretty girl?” He continues to tease you, using the tip od his dick to play with your clit.

“Please, Ced. Please.” You beg rather impatiently, throwing your head back.

Without warning, he slides into you. Your walls immediately clench around him as you gasp at the wonderful sensation. You hear him suck in his breath once he was fully inside you, before he began to gently thrust his hips. Your nails dig into his back as you try to concentrate on your breathing, not wanting to cum around his cock in a matter of seconds.

His pace picks up quickly, and he quickly realises he needs to move the two of you to somewhere more comfortable, his back was beginning to ache. Before you knew it, you were on the kitchen counter.

You try to push everything out of the way carefully, trying not to smash anything, but Cedric’s thrusts were so hard and deep, you accidentally knocked a glass jar into the sink, causing it to shatter. However, in this moment you couldn’t care less.

“Harder,” you encouraged him, “fuck me harder, Ced. Please.”

And like the good husband he is, he does. Your thighs begin to tremble around his waist as he thrusts into you, brushing the special spot inside of you each time. You’re left a moaning mess under him, begging for him to not stop, begging to cum around his cock.

“I’m close….” You pant, gripping onto the counter with your hands, “Ced, baby don’t stop, don’t stop, please… I’m gonna…”

“Cum for me. Let go, you’ve been so good for me.” He says between breaths.

And you do. Your pussy starts to pulse around him as the wave of your orgasm comes crashing down onto you. Your body glistens with a thin layer of sweat as you throw your head back, letting out a sting of moans, followed by his name over and over again.

When you come back to Earth, you look up at your husband through half-lidded eyes. He smirks, telling you to prepare because he’s going to fuck your brains out.

He decides to move again, this time you were straddling his hips on the sofa, bouncing on his cock, determined to make him cum. You swirl your hips as you sit on his dick, your hands placed on his chest for support before you begin to move up and down again, slower this time, letting yourself feel every inch of him slip out before filling you up again. He lets out a groan as your walls clamp around him again and pulls you down for a kiss.

“Keep bouncing on my cock like that and I’ll give you my mouth, doll.” He whispers against your lips. This motivates you, continuing to move your hips up and down until you feel his cock twitch inside you. He was close. “Did I say stop?”

The new angle he had put you in caused him to go deeper with each move of you hips, so when he began to thrust into you too you were in total bliss, so much that you stopped all your movements, just lying against Cedric’s chest.

“Shit,” he groans, “gonna cum in your pussy, baby. Is that okay?” He asks, continuing to thrust into you.

“Yes, please cum in me Cedric… need to feel you fill me up.” You babble against his chest, your eyes falling shut as you feel him come undone inside you. He takes a deep breath as you try to move your hips again, working him through the aftershocks of his orgasm.

“Your pussy feels too good, angel.” He whispers into your hair, his hand coming down to your back to flip you over, “and tastes like heaven…”

As Cedric positions himself between your thighs, you slide away from underneath him. He gives you a confused glance as you take his hand and lead him into his office room. You sit on his chair and spread your legs as he stands and watches your hand come down to your pussy.

“C’mon, Mr Diggory. Don’t you want to eat your wife out in your office?” You give him the most devilish grin as he drops to his knees in front of you. His face inches away from your hot, dripping cunt.

He takes finger and collects some of his cum mixed with your arousal and uses it as lube to play with your clit. He rubs it from side to side to begin with, watching your face as you bite on your lower lip. He then gives it a light pinch before burying his face into you, his mouth sucking your nub between his lips. You let out a gasp as he slips a finger into your hole, followed by another, and begins to pump them in and out.

“Ced, oh my- don’t stop!”

“Why would I stop, baby? We have all the time in the world now until our babies born,” his spare hand comes up to your bump, “and even after then I’m sure we’ll find some time to have fun.”

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robertpattinsonslut · 2 years

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imagine that bella is your sister and you two are really close. you always knew that something with his new bf wasnt okay and ofc she found out that the cullens are vampires and so did you. bella then realised she is pregnant from edward and alice sees that the child is gonna save the kid vampires from killing so that the volturi doesnt have to rip their heads off. ofc the volturi gets to know about this and they all go nuts and decide to visit the cullens. as they do you esme begs you to stay with them for dinner but as usual you say that your not hungry. few months later bella dies from a car crash. after the funeral you realise something weird on your body. a bump is forming. so you run to the cullens and carlisle checks up on you. your the same month as bella was when she died. the family speeds to the library to read about transferring babies with magic from one woman to another. edward runs in from hunting and he is very confused but once they all close their books and look at you. while some of them are smiling some of them have an afraid expression on their face. carlisle pulls you and edward aside to tell you that when bella died a witch helped the baby and while bella was still alive she told the witch to transfer the baby to your uterus. your alll shocked especially now that you are carrying an half immortal and half human child in your uterus. edward is beyond happy that atleast the baby could make it if bella didnt. You turn to him and you see that he is smiling. the next months go as the same...except for the fact that your now living with them and your also trying to take your time with the others but edward cant help but read the babys toughts and you smile as he rubs your belly. once the kid is born edward confesses his feelings for you and you live happily as a married couple with a kid.

#robert pattinson smut #edward cullen smut #edward cullen #twilight #bella swan #renesmee cullen #edward cullen x reader #robert pattinson x y/n #robert pattinson x reader #battinson

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robertpattinsonslut · 2 years

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threat you better part 3 rn ash im begging

of course!! <33

Treat You Better (part 3)- Jamie Campbell Bower x Milf!Reader

୨♡୧ summary: your new boyfriend moves in and discovers something in your wardrobe...

୨♡୧ warnings: smut! please don't read if you feel uncomfortable my love!

୨♡୧ note: i was listening to lana whilst writing this <3 also do you want a part 4?? i have a few ideas already and it will just be pure fluff!!

“Please, y/n, we can make it work! I promise I’ll start putting more effort-”

“Save it, Rob!” You shouted at your husband, stuffing his belongings into cardboard boxes, “I’ve been unhappy ever since Max was born and you haven’t even thought to say anything. You haven’t even slept in the same bed as me since then! I’m not giving you another chance. You’re lucky I even took you back after you cheated on me!”

“Look, I’ll change, okay! If that’s what you want me to do!”

You sigh, turning around to face the man.

“What I want you to do… is to leave. Go to your parents’ house or something for now, we’ll discuss our divorce later.”

Your husband frowned, reaching into the wardrobe to pull out his suitcase he took on his business trip and began to fill it with his clothes.

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“Jamie, you don’t think we’re moving too fast, do you?” You ask, helping him bring boxes into the house from his car- of course he made you take the lighter ones, worrying that at two months pregnant heavy-lifting will be harmful.

“You ask that whilst you’re pregnant with my child?” He chuckles, “I don’t think so. Unless you think maybe this is… wrong?”

“No! Of course not! I think I’m just thinking about Rob again, I guess I’ll be doing that for a while.” You set the box down by the stairs, as it was labelled ‘bedroom’.

“Of course you will, darling. You were married to him for… years! You can’t expect to have moved on in a matter of weeks.” Said Jamie as he put a bigger box beside yours, before taking your hand in his. “Whilst he has the kids, he’s happy, okay? He’s not lonely right now- and neither are you! There’s nothing to worry about.” He gave you a gentle smile, lifting your hand to his mouth and placing a kiss on your knuckles.

He was right, it ended as well as it could have done. And you were finally happy with Jamie, so you couldn’t ask for anything more.

As Jamie left to collect another box from his car, you stopped. You were already out of breath from walking up and down the steps by the porch. How many more boxes were there?

“Do the kids know?” Jamie asked, another cardboard box in his arms.

“Know about what?”

“About me, about us? The baby?”

“Not yet, but they get back home tomorrow as they have school on Monday. I was thinking about telling them then, when you’re here.” You smile to yourself at the thought of no longer having to sneak around with Jamie, you could finally be together, live together, hold hands as you walked down the street.

“I’m down for that,” he grinned, “they seem to love me anyway!”

“They do,” you chuckle, “Leah doesn’t shut up about your tattoos, she thinks they’re ‘so cool!’, and she isn’t wrong…”

“Really? Well I’m glad to be down with the kids in this day and age! I thought my time had passed-”

“Jamie!”

“What?”

“There’s a box here labelled ‘kids’, you haven’t-”

“Oh yeah! That’s full of some of mine and Sam’s old toys from when we were kids! I kept them for when I have kids of my own. Teddys and cars and… there’s so much in there. I thought maybe Max and Leah would like them- and the baby, when it’s old enough.” He spoke with such love and thoughtfulness you had almost shed a tear. You were truly in love with him.

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After spending all morning and most of the afternoon sorting through the boxes downstairs, Jamie had now moved on to unpacking the boxes upstairs. You helped when you could, of course. Like right now, you were helping him put his clothes away.

“Shit, we’ve run out of hangers- it’s okay there’s quite a few spares in Leah’s room!” You climb over the boxes to your bedroom door and walk down the hallway to Leah’s room in search of the clothes hangers.

You looked in her closet, searched the floor and then found them sitting on her chair on top of the pile of clothes she had chosen to get rid of. You pick the coat hangers up and turn around, heading back to your room.

“Y/n, darling, come here…” Jamie says just as you approach your bedroom door.

You furrowed your eyebrows, wondering what he could have found. You opened the door, putting the coat hangers down on your drawers and turning to Jamie to see what was up.

Shit.

“What on earth could this be?” He smirked, holding up the wand vibrator you had hidden in your closet. Suddenly, you were aware of your heartbeat and your tummy was doing backflips, he was holding it up so smugly, knowing damn well what it was and what you use it for. “You poor girl, I thought that dildo of yours would be satisfying enough, but clearly not,” he begins to come closer to you, throwing the vibrator onto the bed as he places his hand on your cheek, “it’s okay now, love. You’ve got me. Although, I wouldn’t mind buying you a few more toys, make you put on a show for me.”

The thought alone of using your toys in front of Jamie had your pussy clenching around nothing, sure he had used your dildo on you before but that was him, not you.

You swallow hard before trailing his hand to the back of his neck, pulling him into a kiss as his hands lowered to your waist, holding your body against his. The kiss soon became heated and full of need, as his hands began pulling your shorts down along with your panties before lifting you by the thighs, and placing you on the bed. You groaned as you felt the clothed bulge between his thighs pressing into your heat, you began to move your hips, trying to create any kind of friction on your clit.

Jamie’s hands came down to your hips to hold them in place, chuckling into the skin of your neck as you whined in frustration. Suddenly, he had pushed himself off of you, giving you time to take your (his) oversized t-shirt off, revealing to him that you had not been wearing a bra all day.

When he returned to the bed, he had the vibrator in his hand, pressing the buttons on it to see the different speeds and patterns. He gave you a devilish grin as he turned it off and spread your legs, allowing him to kneel between them.

“You wanna show me how this works, darling?” He asks, handing it over to you. You bite down on your bottom lip and nod your head.

You place it between your thighs, and press the button down to turn it on. You gasp at the sensation, you had forgotten how lovely this feels and it left Jamie practically drooling over the sight of you pleasuring yourself. You turned the speed up and let out a pornographic moan your eyes screwing shut as your breathing got heavier, the vibrations on your clit felt delicious. Jamie took in your facial expressions, feeling an urge to slip a finger into you to add to your pleasure.

“Fuck.” You groaned, throwing your head back against the headboard as you moved the vibrator up and down a little, before pressing it into your clit again. You felt your cunt pulse around nothing, if only he would-

Suddenly, you felt as one of Jamie’s fingers prodded your entrance, teasing around the dripping hole before pushing the tip of his finger in and pulling it back out again. Your hips bucked as his entire finger slipped in and curled up into the delicious spot only he could find.

“You’re fucking soaked, baby.” He said, almost in a growl. His eyes were blown out in lust as he pumped his finger in and out of you, “you close?”

“Hmm.” You nodded your head, too afraid of screaming in pleasure if you opened your mouth to speak. All the pleasure was becoming too much too quick, and as you felt your muscles begin to relax before hitting your high- “Jamie!” Your head shot up as he had ripped the vibrator from your grasp, taking it away from your clit.

“You just looked so wonderful like this, love. I thought why should I let you cum so soon when I can enjoy watching this for a little longer, what do you think?”

“Fuck you,” you whine, throwing your back in annoyance.

“Cursing at me isn’t going to get you what you want, y’know. But since I’m in charge…”

He pressed it back against you, turning the setting up to the most intense speed. You had never gotten up to this one before, and now you see why.

Jamie held you down just below your belly, and the pleasure ran through your entire body like electricity, sending a shiver down your spine. You were back to clenching around nothing, you thought about asking Jamie to get your dildo back out again, but your mind was too clouded by the pleasure to even form a sentence.

As you were about to cum again, Jamie took the vibrator away again. You whimpered at the loss of the wonderful sensation, a single tear slipping from your eye. Jamie’s thumb wiped it off and placed a kiss on your cheek.

“I’m sorry, baby. That’s it now, okay? I’ll let you cum for me this time.” He tells you.

Then you feel the vibrator come back to your heat, sliding it up and down, collecting your arousal onto it before turning it back on and switching the speed back to the highest intensity.

“Shit, shit, shit…” you whimper, breathless.

“Shh,” he hushes you, stroking your belly. “Cum for me, let go, darling.”

And it only took you a matter of seconds for the pleasure to flood your body and brain again, your legs trembling as he sent you over the edge, keeping the vibrator pressed against you as he worked you through your high.

When he finally switched the vibrator off, you were left gasping for breath, your thighs pressing against each other as Jamie went to the bathroom to get a cloth to clean you up with.

“Holy shit,” you sigh, finally sitting up, “thank you.”

“For what, darling?” He asks as he returns with the warm, damp cloth, spreading your legs again as he wipes down your messy cunt, being careful not to catch your sensitive nub.

“I felt so… dirty when I would even just touch myself with my fingers when I was with him. I feel like I don’t have to hide or be so secretive with it now. It’s like you set me free!” You giggle, flopping back down onto your bed.

Jamie also cleans up the vibrator a little before putting it back where he found it and throwing one of his tops over to you from the wardrobe. He smiled as he lay down beside you, letting out a big sigh as he slid an arm behind you and pulled you to his chest. “You don’t have to hide anything from me, my love.”

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robertpattinsonslut · 2 years

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okay all i can think about is fucking with jamie in the bathtub now goodnight yall

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robertpattinsonslut · 2 years

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Hiya. I LOVE your Jamie drabbles.

You're very talented.

I wondered if maybe you would consider this for a future fic/series:

Jamie fancies you. But you have no clue why.

Reader is overweight with little body confidence and never had someone like him interested in her before. A thin guy with a chubby girl? No way!

But she agrees to a date because she is mesmerised by him. He quickly realises how much she struggles to accept his interest and delicate advances. He makes it his mission to break down the walls she's cocooned herself in and show her just how much she's worth. Make her feel good about herself.

Just sweet, and/or smutty. I leave that decision to you! 😊

hi my love!! as someone who's always been bigger than all my friends and still struggles accepting that it's possible to be loved I LOVE THIS. i was so excited to write this and i think i might make it a 2/3 part series because I HAVE MORE!!

As You Are- Jamie Campbell Bower x Plussize!Reader

𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬, 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞

୨♡୧ warnings: reader has a negative self image

୨♡୧ note: I HIT 200 FOLLOWERS TODAY WHAAT?!?!?! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! <33

“Y/n, it’s your 25th birthday! And you want to spend it at home watching… whatever this is?” Your friend, Georgia, turned to look at the TV in disgust, “desperate housewives. Really? You’d rather watch this instead of coming with us to the club? You could get free drinks because you’re the birthday girl!”

You sigh and take a moment to think about it. You hadn’t gone out in a while, so it would be nice, but you had work tomorrow so you didn’t want to have to go in with a hangover. But you only turn 25 once…

“Fuck it.” You say, turning the TV off and opening your wardrobe doors, “what dress says ‘birthday girl’, the black one or-”

“The black one! It’s so sexy, I swear if you don’t wear it…” She shook her fist in the air, as if to threaten you as she laughed. “C’mon, it opens in two hours. Do you want to come to mine to get ready?”

“Sure, just let me get some things and- who else is going there tonight?”

“You and me, of course, but Madeline’s coming with her boyfriend and I think Sasha has the flu so she’s staying at home.” Georgia explains. “But that’s okay because Sasha’s been quite bitchy to me lately, so it’ll just be the four of us. But I’m planning on getting lucky tonight, what about you?”

Georgia was always the only girl in your group of friends that boys were interested in. You don’t blame them, she’s beautiful. You could never imagine having boys begging you to give them your number, you could never imagine looking as gorgeous as she does, you could never imagine-

“Earth to y/n?! Did you hear me?”

“Hm?”

��I asked if you think you’re going to meet anyone tonight, it’s quite a prestigious club, Madeline’s boyfriend’s dad owns it, so that’s why we’re getting in. I heard Cole Sprouse was in there last week, remember when-”

“Yes, I remember when I had a crush on him. Shut up.” You giggle, blushing in embarrassment, “so when should we start getting ready?”

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You were on your second drink, whilst Georgia was on her fifth. Madeline wasn’t drinking as she had to drive her boyfriend and herself home later, which you wished you hadn't started drinking. You promised yourself to only have one, you had work tomorrow, but when you got there, you couldn’t resist.

“Y/n, that guy over there is so fucking hot,” Georgia points, “you should go up and talk to him-”

“No! I think he has a girlfriend, look!”

The brunette turned to a girl sitting on his table and he leaned over and kissed his cheek, at that very moment Georgia frowned and sat back in her seat.

“Why does that always happen? You spot a gorgeous boy and then you find out someone else found him before you?!”

“What are you talking about?” Madeline’s boyfriend, Matt, asked, sitting down with his drink.

“Georgia found a guy who looks like Timothee Chalamet but he has a girlfriend.” You explain, making it sound like it happens all the time.

“I’m going out for a smoke, this is stressing me out too much. Anyone else coming?” Georgia asks, standing up with her cigarettes in her hand.

“Sure.” You say, following her out. Although you don’t smoke anymore, you still enjoyed the atmosphere of the smoking area in bars.

The two of you sat on the small bit of brick wall by the door as Georgia lit her cigarette, your hands kept pulling your dress down your thighs as it would keep rising up- and you didn’t want to flash the group of men in the corner when you stood back up.

“Hey, look, it’s the Timothee guy!” Georgia smacked your lap as he walked out, “I’m gonna ask him if he’s single!”

You admired your friend's confidence. She wasn’t afraid of anything- especially rejection. She had no need to be. You could only recall one time she had been rejected by a guy she liked, and that was only because he was married.

You sighed, playing with your rings as you sat alone waiting for Georgia to come back.

“You alright, darling?” A man asked, you turned to your right and there he was. The most gorgeous man you had ever seen. He had a cigarette in his hand, his fingers decorated with rings and tattoos on his middle fingers, a gold chain bracelet on his wrist. He wore a black shirt which was unbuttoned at the top, revealing a few more tattoos, and black trousers… You instinctively folded your arms over your belly and smiled up at the man.

“Yeah, I’m just waiting for my friend.” You point over to Georgia, who now had her tongue down “Timothee Chalamet’s” throat. You cringed and turned back to the blonde man, who sat down beside you on the wall.

“Well it looks like she’s having fun,” he laughed, before turning his attention back to you, “I’m Jamie by the way.” You were baffled. Surely this had to be a dare, there’s no way a guy like this would come over and talk to you. You searched the few groups of people around you to see if anyone was watching or laughing- but there wasn’t.

“I’m y/n,” you replied, sounding quite unsure, “who are you here with?”

“My brother, his girlfriend and some friends. I just got back from filming and they wanted to go out and celebrate.”

“Filming? So you’re like.. An actor?”

“I guess you could say that,” he chuckled. He was about to say something else but you spoke instead.

“Well, I’m here to celebrate my birthday. The big 2-5!”

“No way! Happy birthday!” He grinned, gently placing his hand on your shoulder. You smile at the small touch, but you still had some suspicions about this man. “I turn… oh shit I’m 34 this year?!”

“No you’re not!” You gasp, you guessed he was around your age. You could only hope and pray you looked as young as him when you turn 34. He nodded his head slowly.

Suddenly, Georgia reappeared, extra giggly this time.

“So Timothee’s real name is Dan… And I’m going back to his house, so do you think you could get Madeleine to take you home- Oh! Who is this?” Georgia grinned at Jamie, “See I told you you’d-”

“That’s enough Georgia!” You interrupt her, putting your hand out. “Have fun with Dan, and let me know you’re safe, okay?”

She grinned as she ran off, chasing Dan.

“What was that about? What did she tell you?” Jamie asked with a grin.

“Nothing, she just seems to think everyone can go out and find a quick fuck- Shit! No, that’s not what I meant- It’s… she thinks everyone can pull any guy they want, she seems to forget some of us aren’t as pretty as her…” The alcohol had clearly gotten to you now. You would never have admitted that out loud if you were sober.

“Well, I think you’re pretty. I think you’re beautiful, y/n.” He says, taking one of your hands in his and stroking it with his thumb.

“No you don’t.” You say confidently.

“And why do you think that?” He asks, his eyebrows raised.

“Because I’m… I’m bigger than other girls. It’s embarrassing to be seen with me. You-”

“No, no, no. Stop right there.” He says, trying to stop you from getting overwhelmed as your eyes begin to gloss with tears, “I don’t know what anyone else has told you before, sweetheart, but that’s not true, okay? I would-”

“Y/n, there you are!” Matt sighed in relief as he saw you, “why are you crying? Has he-” As Matt turns to Jamie you quickly explain that it’s just the alcohol, you’re an emotional drunk and that Jamie was trying to calm you down. “Well, Madeline and I are going to leave in a minute, so come back in when you’re ready.”

You thank him and he leaves, you turn back to Jamie and sigh, apologising for everything. Just before you went to leave, Jamie stopped you and asked for your number. In any normal circumstance, you would’ve said no, knowing that he would probably give it to his friend and they’d laugh as you text him back- having known from experience. But you took his phone and typed your number in for him. He smiled as you left, hoping to see you again soon.

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Unknown Number:

08:21 Hey :)

08:23 It’s Jamie, what are you doing later? Xx

You ignore the messages, rolling over in your bed and sighing. You couldn’t believe you gave your number to some random man you met at the bar, you cursed yourself for having a decent amount of confidence when you were drunk. You tried to brush it off and get ready for work, coffees weren’t going to make themselves.

“So his name is Jamie… and he’s an actor?!” Georgia often visited you at work for fun, which made the hours fly by. You appreciated her for that. “We get wifi here, right?” She asks, taking her phone from her pocket.

“You’re not going to search him, are you?!” Your eyes widen, “Georgie no!”

Georgia giggled as she opened google.

“Actors named Jamie… These are all old men!” She frowned, showing you her phone.

“Well, he’s blonde and he told me he’s 34 this year which makes him 33 now…”

When Georgia started smiling you knew she had found something, when she bit her lip you knew she found him.

“Is this him by any chance?”

“Holy shit!” Your hand flew to your mouth. He was famous!

“Jamie Campbell Bower… he’s pretty. Have you replied to him yet?”

“No, I don’t think I will.”

“What?! Why?”

“Look at him,” you say, pointing to Georgia’s phone, “and look at me.”

“Y/n, baby, I keep telling you to stop thinking like that! You surely don’t believe you're not worthy of this man just by the way you look?” Georgia frowns, “give me your phone.”

“No!”

“Y/n, either you give me it or you text him yourself,” she grins, “what’s it gonna be?”

You sigh, pulling your phone from your pocket.

“What should I say?” You ask, re-reading the texts he sent you. You will admit that you felt butterflies in your stomach when you read them.

“How about… I finish work at 4, so I’m free any time after that?”

“Georgie, you genius!” You smile as you type out your message.

13:02 Hi :)

13:02 I finish work at 4 and I haven’t got any plans after that x

You throw your phone down onto the table after sending the texts, and only moments later you get a reply.

13:05 Great! Where do you work, I’ll pick you up x

“What did he say?!” Georgia squealed in excitement.

“He asked where I work, he said he’ll pick me up?”

“Oh my- Y/n! This is so exciting! Tell him- oh, and ask if his brother’s single!”

“He isn’t. He said last night he has a girlfriend- Hey, what happened to Dan?”

“Just a one night thing, baby.” Georgia said, sitting back in her chair, “so are you going to text Jamie back or just stare at the messages all day?”

“What do I say?”

“Tell him where you work, and say you can’t wait to see him!”

“But I look like shit right now- I mean, I’m in my uniform and I haven’t got any makeup on and-”

“Y/n, stop worrying about how you look. Or I swear I will send him the photo, that way you’ll have nothing to worry about,” Georgia laughed. She always threatened you with the photo from Halloween one year, you were dressed as Uncle Ian from the Chipmunks. “Maybe you could ask him to take you home first so you could change?”

“Good idea- but then he’ll know where I live!”

“So?”

“What if he’s a serial killer?”

“Y/n. He has an imdb page. And when I searched him up it was all saying good things. This is a chance of a lifetime, take it!”

You decide Georgia was right.

13:12 The coffee shop down the road from the bar last night…

13:13 But would you mind taking me home first? I need to change out of my work uniform :)

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“And it’s the second one on the- here!” You point to your house and Jamie parks outside. “Do you want to come in? I might be a while…”

“Of course.” He smiles, taking his keys out of the car.

When you get inside, you show Jamie around a bit and offer him a drink, which he declines. You tell him you’ll be two minutes as you disappear up to your bedroom. However, that was a lie.

As you looked through your wardrobe, all you could find were jeans that were too tight and skirts that rose up too high at the back. You had a cute pair of joggers, but you didn’t want to look lazy and underdressed. So you decided to stick with the black jeans you wore for work. When you tried to find a top to match, your entire wardrobe was practically on the floor, creating a massive pile of clothes.

You pick out a top randomly, and you were quite happy with it. It was red and had lace detailing at the top, it was also slightly cropped, but that was okay as your jeans were high waisted. You smiled, thinking you looked okay.

As you came down the stairs, Jamie was standing by the door waiting for you. He smiled as you approached him, causing you to furrow your eyebrows.

“What?” You giggle nervously.

“You look beautiful,” he smiles, “okay so I know this isn’t much of a date but-”

“A date?” Your eyes widen, he chuckles and nods his head, “sorry it’s… I don’t think I’ve been on a proper date before.”

“I wouldn’t call this a ‘date’, but I guess I’ll have to take you out somewhere nice one day, show you how it’s done,” he smirks, “what are you doing tomorrow?”

“Nothing, I don’t think I’m busy.” You tell him.

“Wonderful, so I’ll pick you up from here tomorrow at 7, is that okay?”

“Yeah, I guess.” You smile, feeling your face heat up.

“You’re so cute when I make you blush, anyway, let’s go! We don’t want to be late!”

Jamie had taken you to another club that night, his brother Sam had a DJ set there. He had quite a talent, you thought, but you were struggling to enjoy your night. Girls would keep coming up to Jamie and flirting with him, asking for pictures with him, and giving you dirty looks as he placed his hand on your waist. You didn’t understand why Jamie chose you, out of all these other girls he could’ve had, it’s you he chose to put his arm around, you who he was taking on a date tomorrow, you who he would keep complimenting. You didn’t understand it.

When Sam’s part was over, Jamie took you with him to meet him backstage. He was almost as lovely as Jamie, and you got along well with his girlfriend. However, you still couldn’t help but feel out of place. Sam had offered to take everyone out for drinks to celebrate his first gig, and when Jamie had agreed to go you felt bad saying no, so you went along with them.

The night seemed to fly by. Sam would ask you about yourself, and you find out that you have a couple mutual friends. There was never a moment of awkward silence, although everyone had a few drinks so you were all a little more talkative than you would’ve been sober.

Jamie pats the top of your thigh as he stands up, telling you he’s going for a cigarette, his touch was enough to send butterflies to your tummy again. You followed him out and he took your hand as he found the exit.

You admired him as he smoked his cigarette. You quit a few years ago as you believed it was a bad habit and a waste of money, but when he did it he looked like a work of art. He caught you staring as he put it out on the floor, and you pretended to look away. But he knew.

He came closer to you, closer than he had been in the car, and moved a piece of hair from your face.

“What will it take for me to make you see yourself the way I see you?” He asks, his face just inches away from you.

“I don’t think you ever will.” You whisper as he places his hand on your waist.

“I will, darling, I won’t give up until I do.” He says before leaning in, pressing his lips so delicately against yours. Your arms come up to wrap around his neck as you pull him closer towards you, he deepens the kiss by sliding his tongue into your mouth, his hand coming up to cup your cheek.

You only broke the kiss when you had to pull away for air, and you buried your face in his chest as you giggled.

“What?” Jamie chuckled, resting his chin on your head.

“Why are you doing this?”

“Doing what?”

“Texting me, taking me places, telling me I’m beautiful, kissing me- I just need to know what’s going on. I’ve been lied to before, Jamie, and it broke me. I can’t possibly go through this again.”

“Because I can’t stop thinking about you. When I saw you last night I had to come and talk to you, and when I saw you sitting by yourself it made me upset, y/n, and then I got to know you, and I still want to know more. I want to know why you lie to yourself, I want to know why you think you’re not good enough for me, I want to know what your favourite colour is, I want to know- I want to know everything about you!”

“But Jamie, you’re drunk. You wouldn’t think so if you weren’t.”

“Then why did I spend all day thinking about you? I-”

“Y/n, Jamie!” Sam’s girlfriend interrupted, barging through the doors, “Sam’s being sick so I guess we’re going to leave. Thanks for coming out tonight, he really appreciated it. And it was wonderful to meet you, y/n! I hope we’ll see you again soon!”

You said your goodbyes and Jamie asked if you wanted to stay a bit longer or go home, so you told him you wanted to go home. He then asked if you wanted him to walk you- as he knew it was only 10 minutes away- or if you’d rather get a taxi. You told him you’d walk, and he insisted on making sure you got back safely.

It’s not that you didn’t like Jamie. He was the most wonderful person you think you’ve ever met. But you believed it didn’t think it made sense, you and him, but when his lips were on yours you thought nothing had ever felt so right. You wished you could let go of your past experiences of relationships and romances, as they caused you nothing but pain. You had an ex who used you for your body, you had another ex who you had only dated for a month because he was dared by one of his friends to date you and ever since then you had not even flirted with any guy. You knew Jamie was different, but you were still afraid.

When you got back to your house, Jamie said he was going to get a taxi to take him back, but you felt bad for what you told him earlier, so you told him not to and invited him in.

“You could stay if you want,” you smile at him as you shut the door behind yourself, “I mean… I have a sofa, or you could have my bed-”

“No, darling, I couldn’t kick you out of your bedroom. The sofa’s perfect, it’ll take me back to my teenage years.” He laughed.

“Well, I’ll be upstairs then, I’m so tired. There’s blankets over there, the kitchen is through there,” you point to where it is, “and the bathroom is there.”

“Thank you, good night darling.”

“Good night, Jamie.” You smile as you walk up the stairs.

As you lie down and try to get some sleep you’re suddenly filled with a great sadness. You felt terrible. Jamie was putting in all this effort, and you were too afraid to let yourself fall again. But then you had an idea.

02:01 Are you still awake?

And in seconds you get a reply.

02:01 Yep. But I thought you said you were tired?

You sigh and text him back

02:02 I was. But it’s too cold up here...

You thanked the alcohol again for your random bursts of confidence. You smiled when you read his reply

02:02 So you want to cuddle

You replied with a smiley face, and in moments you heard a knock on your bedroom door.

“Y/n?” He asked from the other side, “can I come in?”

“Yeah, it isn’t locked.”

As he comes in, you shuffle over, giving him some of your blanket as he lies beside you. You feel his arm come around you and pull you towards him, so your head could rest on his chest.

“I’m so sorry.” You whisper.

“For what, my love?”

“Everything I said earlier. I feel terrible that I can’t trust you. I want to. But… you don't understand, it’s just difficult.”

“I know it’ll take time. Other people have fucked you over before, but I promise you that’s not me, ask anybody. I’m willing to do it, I’ll do whatever it takes to earn your trust. I’ll wait for as long as you need me to,” he rubs your back as he speaks, “and don’t think I’ve forgotten about our date tomorrow!”

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yall istg if you dont follow her....

can we get sequel to burning desire pleeeasse.

Like I literally read it 3 times today and I don't think you understand. I'm obsessed😍😍

of course!! i hope this is okay, i got a bit carried away :) but i'm thinking about making a part 3... i'm quite attached to this

Burning Desire- Jamie Campbell Bower x Reader (part 2!)

[part 1]

୨♡୧ warnings: oh lord... smut! don't read if you're uncomfortable loves!!

୨♡୧ note: when i was writing this my helix piercing fell out (and it's a bitch to get back in) so when i came back to finish writing it i kinda forgot what i was writing... i hope it's not noticeable cos i still need to proof read this! ALSO shout out to my bestie @jamiebowerslut for giving me the best ideas to write about!! <3

When you wake up you realise your bed sheets don’t smell like you, and you’re not wearing your own clothes. As you open your eyes you realise you were in Jamie’s room. So it wasn’t a dream, you thought to yourself. You run your hands through your hair and look to your left, there he was.

You roll over and snuggle up to him, your leg over his and your arm over his chest. He smiles, indicating that he was also awake. He gently kisses your forehead and, with a hand on your hip, pulls you closer to him.

“Good morning,” he whispers in his morning voice. Your hand comes up to his cheek and your thumb strokes the skin. He was so beautiful, “did you sleep well?”

“Better than ever.” You grin, pulling him in for a kiss.

What was supposed to be an innocent, gentle kiss soon led to you being pulled on top of him, your legs on either side of his hips, his hands on your waist guiding you as you grind down on his hardening length. You let out a gasp against his lips when you feel friction on your clit, which leaves him smiling, trying to get you to do it again.

However, you take his hand from your waist and take two of his fingers into your mouth, softly sucking on them and dancing your tongue around them. He stared into your eyes, lost in the sensation. You grinned as you pulled his fingers out, and led his hand down between your thighs. You held them in place as you rubbed yourself against them, causing a small gasp to leave your lips. At this, he slipped two fingers into you, and you held onto his shoulders, moving your hips in time with the pump of his fingers.

His hard cock was pressing into your bare thigh, so as he fucked you with his fingers, you reached into his boxers and teased his tip, which had began leaking pre-cum, with your thumb. When you wrap your fingers around his cock, his breath hitches, and you start to pump his cock.

“Good girl,” he whispers, “just like that.”

You felt your high approaching and as you let go of his cock to hold onto his wrist, he pulled his hand away, you swore at him in your head. But as he pulled his boxers down his thighs, he pumped himself slightly before lining himself up with your dripping hole.

“Jamie, please… sir… do it.” You whisper, your face buried in his neck.

He just chuckles, and places a hand on your hip as he lowers you down onto his length. You whimper as you feel him stretch you out again, his thumb rubs your hip as you kiss on his neck. Once every inch of him was inside you, you stayed in that position for a while, giving him time to unbutton the shirt you were wearing, until you felt him thrust up into you, catching you off guard as you moan his name, followed by multiple profanities.

You rocked your hips, before starting to bounce on his cock. As you moved, his eyes were drawn to your boobs, taking one into his hand and rubbing his thumb over your nipple. Your eyes roll back as he thrusts up into you again, hitting a spot you never realised was possible. Both his hands were now on your waist, keeping the pace at which you bounced on his cock steady, since you were too fucked out to realise how erratic your movemets were.

“Want you.. cum in me… need to be filled up again, sir. Please… please, cum in me.” You say, breathless.

“Of course, darling. Anything for my sweet girl.” He says, one of his hands coming up to your face, moving a piece of hair out the way, “you close?” He asks, watching your facial expressions as you continue to ride him.

“Yes.” You whisper, taking his hand and bringing it to your clit. He takes the hint, rubbing his thumb in small, tight circles over your bundle of nerves as you moan out his name. “Sir.. I’m…”

“That’s okay, let go baby. Make a mess on my cock for me.”

And as he pinches your clit lightly, you cum on his cock. Your legs trembling as one of his hands still guided you up and down his length, riding out your orgasm. You collapsed onto his chest, your body limp as he held you against him.

He continued to fuck into you, making you whimper and clench around him from the overstimulation. However, this only made him fuck you harder, and faster. His breathing got heavier as his cock twitched inside you, telling you he was close. His grip on your hips got tighter, and you felt the warm substance shoot into you. He holds you in place, slowly moving his hips as you milk every drop from his cock.

When both of you had recovered from the aftershocks of your orgasms, you began to lift yourself off of him, but his hands came back down to the sore spots on your hips where he had dug his fingers into your skin.

“Don’t move, darling.” He says, running his fingers through your hair, his cock still buried inside you, “let’s just stay like this for now…”

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Eventually, the two of you decided you had stayed like that for long enough, and Abi would wake up soon. Jamie led you to the shower and showed you where everything was before he went downstairs to make breakfast. When under the warm water, you took his body wash and poured some onto a cloth before washing yourself, you smiled when you realised it smelt just like him.

When you stepped out of his shower, you wrapped the big towel around you and took his robe which was hanging on the door. Once you were dry, you slipped the grey fluffy robe on, tying it up around your waist as you walked down the stairs.

“What are you doing here?!” Abi asks, struggling to hide the smile on her face, surprised to see you this early in the day.

“Y/n might be staying here a few times a week, darling.” Jamie explains to his daughter as he passes you a cup of coffee, “but not as your babysitter anymore, I was hoping maybe she’d like to stay as my girlfriend?” He subtly asks you, his eyebrows raised as he places his drink down on the counter.

“I’d love to!” You grin.

“Really?!” Abi gasps, her eyes widening. You nod your head and she stands up, rushing over to hug you, “Oh my gosh! Does this mean you’re going to marry my daddy?”

Jamie sends a smile your way, he had always loved the way you got on with his daughter, and it upset him that she didn’t have a mother figure in her life. The way everything was going just felt right, for once.

“Maybe one day.” He says, taking Abi’s plate and putting it by the sink, “now haven’t you got a piano lesson soon?”

“Oh yeah!” Abi pulls away from you and rushes out the kitchen, back to her room to get changed.

You smile as you come up behind Jamie, wrapping your arms around him.

“So you ask me to be your girlfriend, and then talk about marrying me? I’m not complaining but… don’t you think this is a bit quick? Just yesterday I was Abi’s babysitter and now I’m… I just don’t want to see her get hurt if things don’t work out between us.” You say, frowning as he turns around.

“Let’s just see how things go for now, okay? Abi absolutely adores you, baby, and I’d never do anything to upset her. Her mum’s never been there for her, did you know? You’re the closest thing she’s ever had to a mother, she loves you, almost as much as I do.” He explains, stroking your cheek, “I think we could make this work.”

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After spending three months as Jamie’s girlfriend, all your doubts about your relationship not working out had disappeared. You basically moved in after the first month, and you have never been so happy before. Jamie told you he was earning enough for you to quit your part-time job, so you told him you’d think about it. You didn’t want to live off his money, but you hated your job. So eventually, you quit.

Also, in these two months, you and Jamie had managed to fuck in almost every room in the house- with a few exceptions of Abi’s room and the garage, you swore to never go in the garage, too many cobwebs. He had fucked you on the kitchen table once more, along with the counter and against the fridge, also in his office, against the living room door, in the shower (twice) and in the backseat of his car. So it didn’t really come as a surprise when you realised you had missed your period.

When Jamie was out picking Abi up from her friend's house, you headed to the drug store and picked up a couple pregnancy tests and a new body wash- although smelling like Jamie was nice, you missed your signature scent. After paying, you picked up some drinks from starbucks for you, Jamie and Abi before going back home.

When you arrived home, you were greeted by Abi, who was exceptionally happy that you brought her her favourite drink, so thankfully she didn’t notice the small brown bag you had under your arm.

“Where’s your dad, sweetheart?” You ask.

“In his office, I think it’s an important call.” She tells you.

You thank her and tell her that you’re going to take a nap because you don’t feel well. You passed Jamie’s office on your way to the stairs and he didn’t look too happy, so you thought it was best that you left him alone for now and take the tests by yourself.

You hear Jamie call your name as you shut the bathroom door, so you open it and let him in.

“Abi said you weren’t feeling too well,” he says, “is everything okay?”

You shake your head and point to the pregnancy tests that were still in the boxes, his jaw drops and he reaches to touch your shoulder.

“You think you’re…”

“I’m not entirely sure, I was supposed to get my period almost two weeks ago and I still haven’t so it was the first thing I thought of.” You explain, “which is exciting… but also fucking terrifying.”

“It’s okay, darling. We should've expected it, really. Do you want me to get you anything? Some water, a cup to pee in?”

“I think it says to pee in a cup,” you examine one of the boxes, “so yes, please.”

As Jamie leaves to get a cup, you open one of the boxes and look at it. It was a lot bigger than you imagined. When he returned with a disposable cup, you thanked him and he had to disappear again to take another call.

You dipped the first stick into the cup and placed it on the sink, then did the second one. Jamie came back just after, worried that he had missed something, you assured him that you were fine.

“They both have one line, what does that mean?” Jamie asks, examining the sticks.

“Only one? I think that means I’m not pregnant,” you say, reading the box again, “yeah, look!”

“Oh yeah,” Jamie said. He sounded quite disappointed. But maybe it was just stress, he was busy with work and you had just wasted his time, “that’s a shame.”

“Is it?” You ask, bewildered. He nods his head.

“I’ve always wanted another baby, Abi’s always wanted a brother or a sister. You would be such a wonderful parent, y/n, even Abi tells me how she wishes you were her-”

You shut him up by snaking your hand to the back of his head and pulling him down to your height, crashing your lips into his. Your other hand comes up to cup his cheek, as he places his hands on your waist, pulling you closer to him.

“Then let’s do it,” you say between kisses, “let's make a baby, Jamie.”

You don’t need to say anymore, as he moves his arms down, picking you up by the thighs, You wrap your legs around his waist as he picks you up, giggling as he takes you back to the bedroom. He leans over the bed as you drop down underneath him, shuffling so your head is on the pillows. Jamie goes to shut and lock his door, taking off his shirt as he comes back to the bed.

He climbs on top of you, spreading your legs so he can lie between them as he kisses your neck. You try wiggling out of your shorts but he stops you, telling you to be patient. Instead, he slides the straps of your tank top down your shoulders, and he kisses the skin there.

He pulls your top down, exposing your white lace bra. He kisses down your chest and as he reaches your left boob, he pulls it out of your bra, kissing the soft flesh and sliding his warm tongue along your nipple. You let out a small whimper as he takes the bud between his lips and suckles gently whilst your fingers tangle in his hair. Once he was satisfied, he moved to your right boob and gave it the same treatment.

When Jamie was done with teasing you, he slid his hands into your shorts and the waistband of your panties, sliding them down your legs together and throwing them to the floor. Like usual, you were fully naked in front of him whilst he was almost fully dressed.

One of his hands is placed on your waist whilst his other arm props him up as he leans over you. He kisses along your jaw as the hand on your waist trails down your stomach and between your thighs. You gasp as you feel his finger on your clit, rubbing the nub as he leaves sloppy kisses on your neck.

“Jamie plea-”

“That isn’t my name, darling.” He says with a smirk, his eyes coming up to meet yours.

“Sir…” You say, reaching for his belt, signalling him to undress, which he does, but he makes sure he takes his time.

When he finally came back to you, you felt his hard cock pressing against your inner thigh as he kneels between your legs. You want nothing more than to take it and move him slightly to the right so he slips in perfectly. But your fantasies are quickly dissolved as you feel two of his fingers slip into you, curling them with every pump of his hand as his free hand wraps around your throat.

“Shit.” You groan as he picks up the pace of his fingers, leaving you squirming beneath him, begging for more. “Please sir,” you whisper between breaths, “need your cock.”

Your begging pays off, as he pulls his fingers from you and holds them up to your lips, smirking as you take them into your mouth and suck them clean.

“Fuck,” he groans, “I would make you put that mouth to good use, but we've got things to do, baby.”

He spreads your legs further and lines up with your entrance, his tip rubbing on your clit. You bite your hand to hold back your moans as you feel him fill you up, inch by inch. You throw your head back against the pillows once he’s all the way in. He takes your chin and forces you to look back up at him, and his lips press against your jaw, leaving kisses that trail down your throat as he begins to thrust in and out of you. You clench around him as he hits the spots deep inside you, causing you to see stars.

His hand comes down to where your bodies meet and he rubs small circles onto your swollen clit, you hold tight onto his shoulders, before you start clawing at his back, the pleasure becoming too much.

“Fuck, you feel so good sir. Always fuck me so good.” You say, wrapping your legs around his waist, pulling him closer towards you, making sure he doesn’t stop.

“Always so good for me, my sweet girl. I’m gonna fill your belly with my babies, okay? Is that what you want?”

“Yes please, sir.” You whimper, your eyes rolling back. You knew that if you weren’t trying to be quiet then you would’ve let out a pornagraphic moan.

He slid his hand from your waist to your belly, and pushed down. The pressure only adding to the pressure as he whispered to you,

“This is my spot, baby. You feel that?”

You nod your head, every time he fucked into you it pushed you closer and closer to the edge. His hand then moves back to your clit as he feels you getting closer to your high.

“Cum for me, darling. I need to feel you cum on my cock, baby.”

You pull him towards you, and he traps your moans in a kiss as he sends you over the edge, fucking you through your high.

“That’s right, baby. You’re doing so well for me, pretty girl. Gonna cum in your tight cunt soon, okay?”

“Do it,” you whisper in his ear, “give me your babies, sir. Wanna be full of your cum, please, please-” He takes your leg and lifts it over his shoulder, the position making it easier for him to fuck deeper into your cunt, leaving you quirming underneath him. He kisses your calf up to your knee as his thrusts change from quick and rough to deep and slow. Hitting every spot.

Your legs tremble as his cock twitches, you whisper dirty words trying to send him over the edge… and it works. He lifts your hips a few inches off the bed as he cums inside you, painting your walls with his seed as he leaves kisses on your leg again. You’re still clenching around him due to the sensitivity of your cunt, making his breath hitch.

When he pulls out of you, you whimper at the loss of contact. When his cum starts dripping from your cunt, he pushes it back in with his finger.

“No, no, not again.” You whine, he just chuckles as he lies beside you, kissing your forehead.

“It’s okay, sweetheart. I was just making sure we didn’t waste anything…”

His hand comes down to your tummy again, stroking over it gently- unlike 2 minutes ago when he was pounding inside of you. You turn to him and smile softly.

“I hope I can make you a daddy again,” you say, placing your hand on his.

“I hope I can make you a mother, darling,” he said before smirking, “if not then I guess we’ll have to keep trying!”

#jamie campbell bower #jamie bower #jamie campbell bower smut #jamie bower x reader #jamie campbell bower x reader

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☨ Fire Away ☨ Chapter Four (part one)

▾ Caius Volturi x OC ▾ ▲ Warning: Sexual content, cursing, physical altercation, homophobic remarks ▲

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▿ Author’s note: Hi guys! Sorry for the late update. I thought I was going back to work but something came up, so I have a couple more days to write! First off, I want to thank you all that have read, liked, and added yourselves to the tag list. I really appreciate it :) This chapter we meet some new faces that will travel with us on the long road of this relationship. I also want to apologize for leaving you at a cliffhanger (i’ll make it up to you in the next chapter). I’m sorry if there are any grammar mistakes and i’ll try to go back and see what needs to be fixed. If you haven’t already, you can be added to the taglist via the link above! I asked this question in a post on my page, but if anyone out in Tumblr land makes trailer videos for stories, I would love for this fic to have one! A couple years ago, a creator made one for my Jax Teller story and it was amazing. I think it would be cool if this story had one too. I’m gonna stop rambling now, but if you have any questions, concerns, or just want to say hi, I would love to hear from you!!▿

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I looked at the dress that had been dropped off moments ago.

The lace detail and soft pink coloring glowed in the mid-day afternoon sun. I had yet to tell him if I was going to dinner with him, but he took it upon himself to have the dress delivered (just in case). Along with the dress was a note, instructing me to be at the hotel salon in an hour. For a moment, I had forgotten all about his dinner invitation. I spent most of the day staring out at the sea, my mind lost as the waves brushed against the white sand. This was supposed to be the time where we spent getting to know one another. We were supposed to hang out and tell each other about ourselves. We were fucking married and yet I knew nothing about him. I don’t know how much he knew about me, but I’m sure it wasn’t much. I watched all these fucking couples walking hand in hand, strolling on the beach, just laughing and enjoying one another. I was a little envious if I was being honest. When I pictured myself married, I could see myself being that way with my husband. Enjoying being around him every minute – craving his touch and just spending our time getting lost in each other.

However, my world is pretty fucked up and I don’t get to participate in that fairytale. I get married to an arrogant asshole I never fucking met. Not to mention being beat by his security team and then having sex in front of a middle-aged man just so it’s public knowledge that Caius and I consummated our marriage. I mean that’s what every girl wants, right? I understand that his uncles have an agenda – I mean, Aro basically spelled it out to me at the wedding. Caius was to take over the family business and I was to stand by his side – be the doting wife and give him the heir that the Volturi family needs to continue. That’s a lot of fucking pressure for someone to be under. What happens if I wasn’t able to give them that heir? Would I be sent up to a tower and locked away until it was time to execute me? Would they bring in another girl and have her carry Caius’s child, passing it off as our own when the baby is born? Why was I the chosen one? What was so special about me that he chose me out of all the girls in the town – the world…

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ASH SLAYED AGAIN.... “im talking to you so shut ur mouth darling”

got an idea bestie <333. what about dilf jamie having a daughter and the reader babysitts her on days jamie is not home and once she is like cleaning up the mess she made in the kitchen and jamie comes home and they somehow fuck oop.🥰😘💕❣💔❤💖💝💘

hi my love!!! <33 YES. YES. YES. I LOVE THIS.

Burning Desire- Jamie Campbell Bower x Reader

୨♡୧ warnings: smut! don't read if your uncomfortable!! age gap (reader is in her early 20s, Jamie in his late 30s), sir kink (kind of), i think that's it!

୨♡୧ note: yes the title is a lana reference <3

You never imagined enjoying a job as much as you do being a babysitter for none other than Jamie Bower’s daughter. You also got paid very well, leaving you excited to go to work. It started as a part-time job, but with Jamie’s busy schedule it began to be more full-time. Which of course you didn’t mind! You loved his daughter, Abi, and she loved you too. Everytime you would leave when Jamie came home during the day she would begin to cry, she’d even offer you her pocket money to stay a couple extra hours to play with her. She loved to draw and make music, you knew this came from Jamie. He encouraged her to express herself artistically in every form she could, he even told you his plans to get her a guitar for her next birthday, in which she’ll be turning 9.

It was currently a Thursday night, Jamie had messaged you earlier in the evening explaining that he would probably be home quite late tonight, so he would pay you double for staying the extra hours. You told him he didn’t have to, yet he insisted.

When Jamie was home, you noticed there was something in the air between you two. Once he kissed you goodbye when you left, it was only on the cheek, but it took everything in you not to pull him back in and kiss his lips. You would be lying if you said you hadn’t imagined this multiple times. You would get lost in your daydreams and fantasies about this man, so much that everytime you came face to face with him you couldn’t help but become nervous.

You were on the floor, on your hands and knees, scrubbing away the mess you had accidentally created earlier. You had just cooked Abi’s dinner, and after putting all the leftovers in a glass bowl you went to put it away, but Abi came running in, excited to show you her drawing and made you jump, causing you to drop the bowl and leaving a mess all over the floor. You cleaned most of it, but there were still stains. So once Abi was asleep, you decided to get back down and clean it up.

“Everything okay down there?” You heard a voice ask from behind you, and suddenly you blushed as he had just walked in on you in this position. You quickly rose back to your feet, taking off your cleaning gloves and placing the sponge on the counter.

“Yeah… yeah, I just spilled something on the floor, I wanted to make sure it was properly cleaned.” You answer, trying to maintain eye contact but you were too flustered. He chuckled, telling you it was okay and that the cleaners would have done that in the morning.

He began pouring himself some whiskey, he had asked if you’d like a drink but you had to decline seeing as you had to drive home soon. He tempted you again, saying he would pay for a taxi. And you gave in.

“Just one, though.” You told him as he looked through his cupboard.

“Of course, love. Here, do you like this?” He asks, holding out a bottle of wine you had never heard of before.

“Yes!”

“Wonderful,” he gives you a smile before taking a wine glass out from the cupboard, “so how was Abi today, she’s told me she hasn’t been feeling too well lately?”

“Really? She seemed fine today, she was an angel! And she even drew me something.” You smile, taking the folded up picture from your pocket and laying it on the kitchen table in front of Jamie. “It’s her, you and then me.”

Jamie smiled and praised his daughter’s art skills. She was wonderful especially for her age, and you told him her gifts have obviously been passed on from him. To this, he smiled and set his hand on your waist as you stood beside him. Then you realised the time.

“Oh, I should be heading back now!” You worry about staying too long, especially as Jamie doesn’t have much free time, he must treasure it when he has it.

“Wait! I’ll call you a taxi, sweetheart- and I need to pay you!”

As he stood up, you couldn’t help but take in the way he looked right now. He wore black trousers with a black belt, a white shirt unbuttoned at the top and his sleeves rolled up, revealing his tattoos and expensive pieces of jewellery.

“I didn’t know you had tattoos,” you say, your eyes drawn back to his arm again. As he came over to you with the money in his hands, he told you he had quite a few more. You hesitated before asking, “can I see them?” You then explained that you had always loved tattoos and wanted a few yourself.

He grinned as he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing three- no, four- more. You couldn’t help but reach out to trace your finger along the heart and butterflies tattooed on his chest.

“They’re beautiful.” You say, before finally realising you were probably touching him for longer than you should be. “Shit!” You whispered before pulling yourself away- although you couldn’t pull yourself away as his hand cupped your cheek and pulled him towards you, his soft lips touching yours, you melted into the feeling, your eyes shutting as you leaned back in, your hand pressed on his chest once more.

“I’ve wanted to do that for so long,” Jamie says as he finally pulls away for air.

“Me too,” you admit before pulling him back towards you, your lips crashing together again. His tongue slid across your bottom lip and you opened your mouth slightly, allowing him entry. As your tongues tangled, he slid his shirt off and pushed everything on the table to one side before pushing you down onto it, you pulled him down with you.

You both began giggling as your back hit the table, and your kisses became more passionate and hungry. You needed him, you couldn’t keep pretending that this isn’t what you wanted. With his arms either side of you, you managed to slip your top off, leaving you in just your black lace bra and jeans. His eyes widened at the sight, and his mouth began attacking your neck, sucking on the spot that made your breath hitch, before moving down to your breasts, his tongue running along the lace of the bra, and sucking gently on your nipple through the fabric, causing you to moan, tangling your fingers in his hair.

Your hands began moving to his belt, but you couldn’t quite manage to undo it. You sat up slightly to try to reach it better, and Jamie unclasped your bra, leaving the both of you fully exposed from the waist up. With his mouth still playing with your nipples, Jamie’s hands came down to unbutton your jeans and slide them down your legs. You now wish you wore matching underwear, but you would’ve never expected this to have happened. But your panties were soon gone as his fingers slipped under the waistband, pulling them down your legs and slipping them into his trouser pocket.

He kisses down your body, down your stomach, your pelvis, your thighs, your knees, then he comes back up, spreading your legs as he reaches your thighs. Your back arches in anticipation and he chuckles, one of his hands coming down to your hips to hold you in place as you feel his face between your thighs, his breath on your clit makes your brain go fuzzy as he slides a finger up and down your folds, coating it in your arousal before playing with your clit, leaving you quietly moaning his name, squirming on the table.

As he pushed one of his fingers into you, you gasped and your nails dug into the wood of the table. He then slips another finger into you, smirking at how you clench around him.

“I need you, in me. Now.” You say between breaths.

“Are you sure about that, darling? You can barely take my fingers?”

Your pleading eyes meet his, and he just grins. You were fully exposed in front of him, and he was still half-dressed. You knew just from this that he was going to be in charge. As his fingers continued to stretch you out, his thumb started to stroke your clit, only adding to the pleasure growing in your lower stomach.

Deciding your juices weren’t enough, he leaned down slightly and spat on your pussy, rubbing it into you with his thumb.

This almost sent you over the edge- if it wasn’t for the fact that he removed his hand right before you were about to cum.

“Oh, sweetheart,” he sighed, “you thought it was gonna be that easy, hm? Turn around for me.”

You do as he says, turning so your tits were pressed against the table- leaving you glad you double cleaned it earlier. Your feet were on the floor, leaving your ass in the air as you arched you back slightly.

“You’re so beautiful, you know that?” He asks, his hand caressing your ass as his fingers trailed back down to your wet cunt. “My gorgeous girl.” My. “When I’m done with you, you won’t even be able to think about talking to another man. You’re all mine, aren’t you?” He asks, you hear his belt fall to the ground and the zip of his trousers being undone, his hard cock pressing against your ass.

“Yes. All yours.” You say, trying to move your ass back enough so he can slip into you.

“Good girl,” he says before stuffing his cock into you in one move. The stretch hurt in a way that felt delicious, he gave you a moment to adjust to his size, his hand running across your back, as if he was trying to take the pain away. “You ready?”

“Fuck yes.” You groaned, feeling him start to move his hips.

You had never been fucked from behind before, but it felt better than you could ever imagine. He hit spots inside you that you had never felt before, causing you to screw your eyes shut and your hands formed into fists. You let out a string of moans, followed by his name, telling him how good he was fucking you and how good his cock felt inside you.

You were pushed to the edge again when his hand reached between your legs and started to play with your clit again. All you could do was whimper beneath him. You feel his hand grip your hair, pulling your back up so it was pressed against his chest as he fucked into you at a pace that caused your legs to tremble.

“You close?” He whispered into your ear, sending shivers down your spine. You nodded your head and he chuckled into the skin of your neck, “then cum for me, sweet girl. Make a mess on my cock and I might just cum in your pretty little cunt, you want that?”

“Yes please.” You whimper, “please sir, need you to- mmm- fill me up.”

At that word, he loses all self control and he’s fucking into you relentlessly. Knowing damn well you won’t be able to walk tomorrow. He feels you cum around his cock, and he fucks you through it, watching as your body tenses under his touch only to relax again and you fall back down onto the table, your back arching as your hips move back towards his.

“Gonna cum in you, okay? Gonna make you all full and warm in your belly, baby.” His hands grip your hips, sure to bruise the skin, as he thrusts slow and deep into you.

“Fuck, just like that, sir. Please..” Your eyes roll back as you feel him cum inside you, making you feel fuzzy again as he fucks into you one last time before stopping completely, his cock still buried deep inside you.

He picks your body up again to hold against his as he places gentle kisses on your neck.

“Thank you.” You whisper, turning to look at him.

“What for, darling?” He chuckles.

“Everything,” you say with a smile, before pressing your lips to his in a delicate kiss.

You forgot for a moment that his cock was still inside of you. As he pulled out, you whimpered at the loss of contact. Jamie slipped his boxers and trousers back on and threw his shirt to you.

“Your clothes are filthy, darling. I’ll have the cleaners wash them for you tomorrow before you go home.” He says with a wink.

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oh. my. fucking. god.

HIII BESTIE<3 SO THIS IS MY IDEA AS I SAID IN CHAT :D. Milf reader alone in the house for a wee kcuz husband is on a worktrip and kids are at their grandparents cuz they went to paris. so on the third day of the week the reader decides to call jamie over and when she opens the door for him in her sexiest lingerie ever jamie gets so horny like really af horny. They fuck on every. possible. surface. in. the. house. for example. he fucks her against the bookshelf in the living room then she rides him on the couch after that she gives him a head on the floor kneeling while fingering herself in her husbands workroom oop. when they arrive to the bed she and her husband sleep in jamie ties her hands up to the beds headboard and makes her whimpering his name while a dildo is pushed inside of her little cunt haha. after like 10 rounds and its 12am they finally give in and take a longgg shower as they makeout passionately still under the water jamie telling the reader how beautiful she is and everything. PLOTTWIST...the reader gets prego... if this is too much feel free to take anything out of it LOVE U SO SO MUCH AND HOPE U HAVE A GREAT NIGHT <333

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Treat You Better (Part 2!)- Jamie Campbell Bower x Milf!Reader

୨♡୧ warnings: smut!! multiple orgasms, cheating, praise and degradation, breeding kink?, oral (f and m recieving), use of sex toys... it's all in the request tbh :) not proof read!!

୨♡୧ note: milf reader my beloved <3 I promise I'm going to start writing fluff and some more wholesome fics again soon!! i just need to get this out my system...

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Three days ago, you were stuck in a busy home. Children fighting, your husband complaining about work, washing up piled at the sink, messy floors, the housework was never ending. And now, you were sat on your bed with nothing to do and no one to speak to, except…

You found Jamie’s contact on your phone once more, you had told him it was probably best to keep some distance between you two for now, until you find the time to tell your husband that things are over. However, right now he was on a business trip and your children were on holiday with their grandparents, and you were desperate for company. Desperate for him.

“Y/n?” He says as he answers the phone, “is everything okay?”

“Everything’s wonderful,” you say, powdering your face as you finish applying your makeup and standing to admire your body in the mirror. You had a gorgeous red and black lace lingerie set on, which you had bought recently for yourself with no intentions of anyone seeing it, but it was different with Jamie. “Do you want to come over? I’m home alone?”

There was silence on his end for a couple seconds, before he replied with.

“Sure, I’ll be there in 10, love.”

A rush of excitement overtook your body as you hung up, causing you to forget you had left something out on your bed…

When the doorbell rang, you quickly threw on your robe- it was a sheer white material with a fur trim, meaning what you wore underneath was clearly visible. You opened the door with a smile as Jamie stood and stared you down, his mouth practically watering at how beautiful you looked. After not seeing each other in almost two weeks, Jamie was quick to shut the door behind him and push you up against the nearest wall.

“Is this all for me?” He asks, his fingers playing with the fur at the ends of your robe, “because if it is, darling, I think I should take what’s mine.”

You gasp as his lips are pressed against your neck, kissing and sucking gently on the sweetspot he had found the first time he fucked you. You pull him closer to you by his shirt, as you try to undo his buttons with shaky hands. When you gave up, he removed his hands from your waist and ripped it off himself, throwing it to the ground and exposing the tattoos across his chest and abdomen- oh, how you’ve missed seeing those tattoos.

You grab him by the face and pull him back to you, your lips crashing against each other as he slips the robe from your shoulders. You try to guide him to the living room, not breaking the kiss once. But you reached as far as the bookshelf when Jamie was stripped down to his underwear and you had your legs wrapped around his waist, rubbing your clothed core on his erection.

“Take me, right here. I can’t wait any longer,” you pant as you try to catch your breath. Jamie chuckles as he reaches around to unclasp your bra with ease. You let a low groan escape your throat as his mouth wrapped around your nipple, but it wasn’t enough. You needed more, “Jamie! Please!” You cry against his shoulder, your arms wrapped around his neck for support.

“Okay, darling.” He says as his mouth came back up to your neck. His hands moved your panties to the side and his thumb teased your clit briefly, before slipping two fingers into your dripping core, making you whimper into his shoulder, “I have to ease you into it, love. I don’t want to hurt you-”

“I’ve given birth twice! I can handle it!” You groan, his teasing was doing nothing but making you needier. You needed more.

Without saying anything, you feel his cock pressing against you and pushing in all the way, making you dig your nails into his shoulders as you let out a loud moan.

“Fuck!”

“You said you could take it, darling. What, is my cock too big for you?” He grinned against your skin as his hips begin to move. He pulls all the way out, before slamming back in all at once, causing you to scream out in pleasure.

He was fucking into you at a brutal pace, pressing you up against the bookshelf which was mostly full of books your husband had bought because they looked ‘vintage’. You held onto one of the shelves for support but as it began to come loose, you quickly let go, not wanting to have to explain this to your husband.

As if he could read your thoughts, Jamie was quick to back up from the bookshelf, instead moving over to sofa where he sat with his thighs parted, and pulled you on top of him.

“You’re gonna ride me until you cum, baby. And after you’ve made a big mess on my cock you’re gonna clean it up, got it?” He asks, his thumb rubbing your nipple as you bite your lower lip slightly, straddling his hips and lowering yourself onto his cock. You sat there for a moment, not moving as you pulled him in for a kiss, just the feeling of him filling you up so perfectly was enough to make you finish, but you wanted to give him some pleasure too, so you began to lift yourself up slightly before pushing back down, practically bouncing on his dick. “Shit,” he groaned.

His hand came down to where your bodies connected, and he began toying with your clit, rubbing it and slightly pinching it. Your mouth opened as if you were going to moan, but no noise came out, you sucked in a breath as Jamie began fucking up into you, desperate to push you over the edge as quick as possible.

“Jamie…” you moaned, looking down at him as you continued moving your hips up and down on him, “I’m so close, don’t s-stop.” Your breath was shaky, and your mind began to feel fuzzy. You held onto his shoulders one more as you came around his cock, your legs trembling in the aftershocks as you stood up and prepared to get on your knees.

Instead, Jamie decided to find a room with carpet so you didn’t hurt your knees- and that room happened to be your husband’s office. He chuckled as he sat on the chair- the same one you had purposely broken so he could come over and fix it. As soon as he sat, you dropped to your knees, licking your arousal from the tip of his cock and pressing kisses over it. Your tongue licked from the base all the way to the tip, tracing over a prominent vein as you licked back down, before taking him into your mouth. He groaned as he felt the tip hit the back of your throat, you could tell he had never been sucked off like this before. You hollow your cheeks as you lift up from him slightly, your hands pumping the inches that weren’t currently down your throat.

“I’m not going to last long if you- oh fuck!”

Enjoying the pleasure you gave him too much, you slipped a hand between your thighs, feeling yourself getting wetter as he moaned your name over and over again. You pushed a finger into you, another followed shortly after.

“Y/n, I’m going to…” He came down your throat before he could finish warning you, you swallowed it all before pulling him out of your mouth, but sticking your tongue out instead, determined to get every last drop of him in your mouth. As soon as he had ridden out his high, you were cumming on your fingers, your juices dripping onto the carpet. “Holy shit,” Jamie grins at you as you lean forwards, gripping onto his thigh for support as you came.

Desperate to finish inside you at least once tonight, Jamie lead you upstairs to your bedroom, helping support you as your legs wobbled. When you reached your bedroom, Jamie laid you down on the bed, kissing you once again, his mouth moving from your jaw to your neck, before he realised…

“Oh, y/n,” he sighed, “what do we have here?” He was grinning as he picked up the pink dildo that was on your side of the bed. Shit. “You gonna show me what you do with this? Or am I going to have to use it on you?” He paces around the room looking for something and when he returns he has one of your husbands ties in his hand.

“You.” You whisper, Jamie kisses your forehead as he ties your hands to the headboard with the dark blue tie. Once you were tied up, he spreads your legs open and takes the toy, spitting on it, spreading it with his hand before lining it up with your pussy. You sigh as you feel the cold object enter you, it was created at the perfect angle so that it brushed again that special spot inside your core. “Hnngf,” you whimper as Jamie increases his pace with the toy, rubbing your clit with his spare hand and kissing your inner thigh. It all became too much too quickly, and you were cumming again, but Jamie didn’t pull away. He continues pumping the toy in and out of you but now his fingers were replaced with his mouth as he sucked on your swollen clit. Your brain was still fuzzy from your two previous orgasms, so when you tried to tell him it was too much all that came out was a string of moans.

“You like it when I treat you like a slut, don’t you? Making me fuck you all over the house, even in your husbands office? You don’t care where it is, you just want me to use you, don’t you sweet girl?”

You can only reply with a ‘hmm’, his mouth pulling your clit back between his lips as he sucked hard on the little nub.

“If only your husband knew what a dirty little wife he has, inviting me over to fuck her when he isn’t here.” He says, pushing the dildo inside you once more and just leaving it there, all his attention now on your clit as he rubs it gently, his mouth sucking on the sensitive flesh of your thigh. Your legs lifted themselves onto his shoulders as his thumb toyed with your clit. All you could do was moan his name and clench around the toy he stuffed inside you. You were so close again, it was embarrassing (on your part) how quick you came with him.

“Jamie, please,” you whimper as you come undone for the third time, his thumb stopping its movements as he stares with hungry eyes down at your pussy which had begun dripping down onto the covers.

He pulls the toy out of you, leaving you feeling empty. Instead, his fingers slipped back inside you, curling up as they pumped in and out slowly. His lips were wrapped around your clit again, you could only squirm under him as the overstimulation became too much. His hands held your hips down, and his thumbs rubbed over the skin soothingly.

“Just once more in my mouth, darling, then I’ll let you cum on my cock, okay?”

You nod your head, his mouth on you was like heaven, you couldn’t resist it. Even in the state you were in right now, if he offered to give you head, you’d take it.

His tongue danced circles around your clit as his fingers pumped in and out of you, creating a wet squelching sound that was so erotic in the moment, yet you’d cringe if you heard it at any other time. He began nibbling at the skin around your clit, causing you to feel hot all over. Your thighs trembled as his face was buried deeper into your cunt, making you scream out his name one more time before you came again, this time more powerful than the last two.

When Jamie had come up to untie your hands, you placed his two fingers which had been inside your cunt on your lips for you to take into your mouth, making you clean them for him- and you happily sucked them clean. As soon as you’re able to move your arms again, the first thing you do is pull Jamie down to you, to slam your lips into his, both of you tasting your pussy on each other's tongues.

“Fuck me.” You tell him, reaching down his body for his cock, but he had already lined it up against you, “fuck me so hard I forget my name, so hard I can’t walk. And fill me up, make me yours, I need to feel it all inside me, dripping from my cunt-” You’re cut off as he slams his hips against yours, filling you up with his cock again, you gasp his name, your fingers tangling into his hair, massaging his scalp as he kisses down your collarbone.

“I’ll fill you up, darling. Don’t worry.” He says, stroking your cheek before lifting your hips up into his, angling your body so that he hits that perfect spot with every stroke. Your mouth becomes dry as you’re so deeply lost in pleasure, he only chuckles at you, “such a messy little whore, aren’t you? Look at you, makeup smeared across your face, your cunt dripping down onto the covers.” In this moment, you couldn’t give a fuck about how you looked, all you cared about was Jamie, “you’re so cock drunk, aren’t you, sweet thing? All you can ever think about is how you’re going to get me to stuff my cock into you, hm?”

All you can do is nod your head again, trying to show that you’re still with him and not completely lost in the clouds. When you began clenching around him again, he could tell you were close.

“If you cum now, love, you still have to wait for me to finish.” You started shaking your head, you couldn’t handle any more but you couldn’t possibly hold it back.

Instead, you pull him down again, his lips gently brushing over yours before you seal them in a desperate kiss, muffling your moans. Your nails scratched at his back, surely leaving some marks.

“Shit, I’m gonna cum baby. Gonna fill you right up, okay? Give you my babies, you want that?”

“Fuck yes!” You whine, his mouth on your neck again as he sucked bruises onto the delicate skin, “need it so bad, baby.”

And with a few more thrusts of his hips, you both came. You were a whimpering mess as his warm seed painted your walls as he slowly pulled out of you. You were sprawled out on the bed, arms and legs all over the place. He chuckled, knowing he was the only man that has ever had this effect on you and it clearly showed.

“Are you okay, darling?” He asks, pushing some of the cum that dripped from your pussy back where it belongs. “Fuck it’s almost 1am?!”

You smile at him weakly as he lays beside you.

“I’ve never felt better.” You say, bringing his face back to yours, kissing his cheek. “Do you want to take a shower? I definitely need one.”

“Of course.” He smiled back at you.

When you were both under the warm water, Jamie held onto you to make sure your legs wouldn’t crumble beneath you. You had both washed eachother’s bodies with incredible gentleness and he was running his hands through your hair as he washed out your conditioner. His mouth pressed against yours in a passionate kiss.

“You’re the most beautiful person I have ever met, you know that, right?” He whispers, making your stomach feel warm with butterflies, “I would do anything to call you mine, darling.”

“I’m going to break things off when he gets home, I promise.” You remind Jamie, yet he still looked slightly hurt, as he did every time after you had sex. It shattered your heart to see it. “I love you.” It was the first time you had said those words to somebody in five years, with the exception of your children. You felt so vulnerable now, despite having been fully naked in front of him for the last 6 hours.

“I love you too, darling.”

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After missing your period, you decided you should test. Just to be safe. Buying a pregnancy test was quite scary, so had asked Jamie ever so nicely if he would mind going out to buy one for you, and of course he bought three of the most expensive ones they had.

You were sitting on his bathroom floor, Jamie was standing by your side, his hand rubbing your shoulder supportively as you waited the directed time for the tests.

“I’ll support your decision either way if it’s positive, y/n.” He said, smiling down at you, his eyes full of love- you had always longed for someone to look at you this way. “I think it’s time, do you want to look or do you want me to-”

“You look, Jamie. I don’t think I can do it.”

Jamie took one of the sticks and read the result.

Pregnant

Quickly, he picked up the second and read it.

Pregnant.

Fuck.

“What do they say?” You ask, your eyes filling with tears. Jamie crouches down to your level and moves some hair from your face, stroking your cheek.

“They say you’re pregnant, sweetheart.”

Without hesitation, your hands shakily reach into your pocket for your phone. Jamie furrows his eyebrows but doesn’t question you. You try to read the names of your contacts in your phone, but your eyes were too glossy from the tears that they were all a blur.

“Baby,” you say, handing your phone to Jamie, “call my husband. I’m telling him we’re done.”

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So It Goes- Jace Wayland x Reader

୨♡୧ this is the first (and longest) Jamie fic i ever wrote, jace literally owns me. i wanted to post it when my tags started working again but i don't think that's gonna happen :( so reblogs are very much appreciated!! :) <3

୨♡୧ warnings: NSFW!! smut, oral (f and m recieveing), praise and degradation, jace being jace, spitting, shower sex?, inexperienced reader, experienced jace (ofc), innocence kink?, possibly breeding kink? p0rn with a bit of plot, i could add to this forever, enemies to lovers?, based on a taylor swift song (so it goes IS jace's song, just listen to it!!)

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From the moment he first laid eyes on you, he knew you were going to have an impact on his life. He would never say he believed in love at first sight, but it would explain a lot. The way he got excited when you entered the room, he felt himself blush when you’d speak to him, anything you’d do would make him wish for a chance to be yours. But he knew that could never happen, to love is to destroy.

The first time you met Jace, you could tell instantly that he hated you- despised you, even. You could hear him sigh whenever you entered the room, as if he was already bored by your presence, he’d look the other way when you tried to talk to him. Isabelle had told you he was like this, but you refused to believe this was his normal behaviour.

You arrived at the Institute a couple of months ago, your family had been friends with the Lightwoods for years, so when you were made to leave your hometown you were told to go there. It was rather nice, but it wasn’t home. Jace made it obvious that it wasn’t your home.

When the Institute was informed of a large-scale demon attack down in the city, Jace had demanded you stay here ‘she’s too young, she’s not as well-trained as us. She’ll make us fuck it up.’ Oh, how you hated him- but a part of you could never hate him, you were intrigued by everything he did, everything he said, how he fought like he had a death wish, there was a part of you that admired him, maybe even loved him. But he would never feel the same way.

Once, when it was Jace’s turn to train with you, you had tripped and almost knocked him down with you, but he had caught you by the waist. There was something about the way he touched you that day that told you he may not hate you, maybe it was just more of a dislike. But his hands lingered on your waist for longer than they should have, and as you turned around it took everything inside him, all his strength and self control, to stop himself from kissing you.

“What do you mean? I’ve fought before-”

“And you almost got yourself killed, y/n.” Jace stated, picking all the blades he would need for this fight, “I don’t want to risk that- risk you getting us all killed, okay? Just stay here. Leave it to us.”

“But she’s been training with us for months now! I’m sure she has it in her!” Isabelle said, grinning as she handed you some weapons.

“No.” Jace demanded again, taking the weapons from you, what is his problem, you thought.

“Jace, Isabelle’s right. She’s been trained now, she knows what to do.” Alec added.

Jace sighed, it looked like he was deep in thought. His eyes met yours and you quickly looked away.

“Fine.” He said, handing you another blade, “but if she gets us killed-”

“I won’t!” You groan, loading your belt up with weapons.

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The fight ended pretty badly. Shadowhunters from all over the country had come to help, it was believed that this was another attack from Valentine. So far, the death count was at 6. Alec was leaning over Isabelle, drawing the healing rune on her as quickly as possible. Her entire left arm was covered in blood, but selfishly all Jace could think of was you. Where were you? Were they going to find you dead or alive? He knew he should never have let you come with him.

With Isabelle now healed, Alec helped her up and they wandered over to Jace who was sat on the ground, covered in dirt and blood.

“We should head back,” Alec began, “the suns rising, they won’t come back-”

“Where’s y/n?” Isabelle interrupted, turning to look around. But you were nowhere to be found.

“Probably dead.” Jace murmured, rising to his feet, “I said she shouldn’t have come with us.”

“We’re going back to the Institute, I need to get Isabelle to the infirmary, why don’t you stay and look for her?”

“Why should I?” Jace huffed, “she’s not my probl-”

“Jace, she may not be your problem, but if she’s dead that will be our problem.” Alec said, sternly, “and also, if you wouldn’t be so arrogant all the time, you would’ve noticed the way she looks at you.”

And they were gone.

Jace stayed for longer than he would want to admit, looking for you. Holding his breath as he came to a pile of dead bodies, he prayed that one of them wouldn’t be you. And they weren’t. He had been searching for almost half an hour, and there was no sign of you. His heart dropped and he felt a lump in his throat. He told you to stay behind. He didn’t want you to get hurt, knowing how much that would hurt him.

Soon enough, he gave up looking. He just accepted that you had been killed and possibly turned to dust, or something along those lines. Why didn’t you listen to him? Maybe because he’s always such a dick, of course you won’t do as he tells you. As he walked back to the Institute he was filled with regret, it became overwhelming. He wished he hadn’t gave the impression that he disliked you, as it was far from the truth. The truth was that he was just scared. He had never felt the way he feels about you with any other girl before, it terrified him. He would do anything for you, but you wouldn’t do the same.

Once he got back to the Institute, he checked on Izzy in the infirmary. Alec had informed Jace that Magnus Bane would be paying her a visit, as the runes didn’t have enough power to heal her fully. Jace knew how Alec felt about Magnus, along with how Magnus felt about Alec. He simply nodded and left, making his way to his room.

As he approached his room, he noticed his door was slightly open. Flooded with panic- which always turned into adrenaline for Jace- he grabbed a blade from his belt and slowly pushed the door open. His eyes widened as he saw who was waiting for him.

“Y/n?” The blade fell to the floor and he rushed over to you, you had a similar problem to Isabelle, yet yours was less severe. Your arm had been caught, possibly clawed by a demon. “What are you doing here?”

“Alec didn’t want me seeing Isabelle’s-”

“When did you get here?”

“Just after the others… Jace I need your help,” you motioned towards your arm, “I didn’t want to ask Alec and I can’t draw runes very well with my other hand-”

Wasting no time, Jace reached for his stele and gently held onto the underside of your arm as he drew the mark on your injury. He felt you suck in your breath as he drew over the wound.

“It’s okay,” he comforted you, “you’re doing so well for me, such a good girl.”

He barely had time to realise what he had just said, too busy trying to not screw up the mark, as a slight whimper left your mouth, causing his body to stiffen.

The air in the room had seemed to have thickened. As Jace finished the rune, he looked up at you with a gentle smile as if to say ‘all done.’ This was the first time he had ever smiled at you.

“Thank you,” you whisper, your hand reaching up to his face to wipe off some of the dirt, “Jace, you're filthy!”

He was going to something back, maybe along the lines of ‘i can be if you want’, but instead he leaned in towards you. The feeling of your skin on his drove him crazy, he had been craving it for months and now he finally had it he couldn’t hold back. Your lips brushed against each other, and you felt him swallow hard before tangling his hand into your hair and pulling you close, kissing you as if he would never kiss again.

Neither of you could quite believe what was happening, and neither of you wanted to stop. It was as if your prayers had been answered, you could not ask for anything more than this, than him.

“Jace,” you whisper as he pulls back for air. You were going to say something but he cut you off.

“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do that,” he confesses, “when I couldn’t find you after the battle in the city I assumed you…” he couldn’t seem to say it, the one simple word. As if saying it would make it become true, “and it made me regret everything, I should’ve told you sooner, I shouldn’t have been such a dick towards you. I’m sorry, y/n.”

You couldn’t believe what he had said, he didn’t hate you and he even apologised? Jace wasn’t one to apologise very often, Alec had mentioned once. He’d always be so honest, even if it meant being mean.

Without replying to him, you pulled him back towards you again, already missing the feeling of his lips on yours. His tongue swiped on your bottom lip as he tugged on your hair, causing you to gasp, your mouth opening enough for him to slip his tongue in, deepening the kiss. Everything about this felt so intimate, you had never been kissed this way before. It had even caused tingles in your lower belly, and you knew there was only one way to relieve yourself of them.

As Jace’s hands slipped under your t-shirt, you knew how this was going to go. Thinking quickly, you pulled back from the kiss and smirked, running your fingers through his hair.

“Why don’t we take a shower?” Your tone was very suggestive, there was no way in hell that Jace would turn you down.

“Sounds great, I was going to mention how you smell like pond water- Hey!” You smacked his shoulder playfully, standing up from his bed and taking his hand, leading him into his bathroom.

Once you shut the door, you pushed Jace against it, making sure to lock it before wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him down to your level and crashing your lips together once more. This time was a lot more heated, as Jace played with the hem of your shirt, before lifting it up and over your head, breaking the kiss briefly and throwing it to the floor. You could tell he was quite experienced by the way he easily unclasped your bra, making you feel slightly worried- you had only slept with one boy, and he only lasted two minutes.

As your bra fell to the floor, Jace pulled back from the kiss, his mouth now kissing down your chest, to your breasts and finally your nipples. They quickly hardened with arousal as Jace’s lips wrapped around them, your hands stroking his hair as your mouth fell open. You had never been so turned on. You needed him, now.

“Jace,” you whimpered, “I thought we were gonna take a shower?”

“We will, darling. But you want this, right?” He checks, you tell him how you’ve never wanted anything else more in your entire life, only boosting his ego- in the moment, you couldn’t care less.

As Jace pulled away again, you felt cold at the lack of his touch. He started undressing, leaving both your clothes a messy pile on the tiled floor. As you began to undo your belt and slide your jeans down your legs, his hands stopped you. He took your hands and lifted them away as his hands slipped into your jeans, pulling them down along with your underwear, throwing them to the side.

As he went to turn on the water, you noticed that you were both bare, exposed in front of each other. He motioned his finger ‘come here’, and so you followed him. He took your hand as he pulled you into the shower with him. You couldn’t help but giggle as the water fell on the both of you, it was rather cold- Jace noticed this and reached over you, as he pulled back the water started to become warmer.

You both stood and admired each other, you took in the scars on his skin, old wounds that would have possibly been fatal for any ordinary human. As he looked at you, he was also drawn to your scars, but also your curves. He couldn’t help but rest his hand on your hip, then his eyes betrayed him and you caught him staring between your legs.

Slightly flushed in embarrassment, you picked up his shampoo bottle. Pouring some into your left hand, you spun around him, so he was now under the water, facing the wall as you ran your fingers through his hair, working the shampoo in and washing out the dirt and blood that had dried in his blonde locks. As it washed out in the water, you couldn’t help but watch in awe as his hands ran through his hair, the way he always did.

Then it was your turn. After pouring the shampoo into his hands, Jace pulled you close against him as his fingers ran through your hair, he massaged your scalp as he worked in the shampoo. It felt too good. As he accidently caught a knot in your hair, you let out a small gasp and he chuckled, wanting to tug on your hair again- but he decided to save that for later.

He took the bottle of body wash from the small shelf in his shower and worked it into his hands, before rubbing it across your body.

“Sorry, love, but you’re going to have to smell like me.” He couldn’t help but start at your breasts, massaging them with the bubbles, before working down your arms, neck, stomach, back- and finally, your legs. As he washed your legs, he got down on his knees. You almost moaned at the sight of it. He poured out some more body wash and began washing your left thigh, moving down to your knee, then your calf, your ankle, and foot. He then repeated this on your other leg. As he washed you, he couldn’t help but catch a glimpse of your pussy, you were practically dripping.

He quickly finishes, standing again as you now start to wash him. You feel as his body eases under your touch, your hands move from his back to his arms, making sure to clean all the dirt from his skin. You’d never imagine Jace being this vulnerable with someone, but this wasn’t anyone, this was you. You moved down, now to his legs, you try your hardest not to look between his legs, knowing how it’ll make you feel, so you carry on down his legs.

Despite your inexperience in bed physically, you had come up with many scenarios in your mind. One of them was riding Jace’s thigh, and as your hand rubbed the bubbles into his skin, your mouth was practically watering at the thought all over again.

“All done,” you smile, standing back up again. Saying no more, Jace pushes you against the wall, his hands on your waist as the water continues to fall on you both. He connects your lips once more, the last time had been more desperate, now this was full of love, passion, want.

You bring your arms to wrap around his neck again, partially for balance. His kisses trail from your lips to your jaw and down your neck, where you feel him begin to nibble the skin, sure to leave some bruising for tomorrow.

“Can I go down on you?” He asks against your neck, his kisses now moving down to your collarbone, “please?”

This completely threw you off, Jace was asking to go down on you?

“Please. Nobody’s ever done that before.” You confess. He lifts his head back up, giving you a look that says ‘seriously?’.

“Then I’ll be the first, darling. You’ll never forget it.” He says, smirk spreading across his face as he kisses down your chest to your tummy, and gets back down on his knees again. You feel those familiar tingles as he spreads your legs, placing one of them up on his shoulder. “If you don’t like it, tell me to stop, sweetheart. Okay?”

“Okay.” You nod your head, biting down on your lip as you feel his fingers begin to spread your folds, his mouth placing a delicate kiss on your clit. His tongue then began to lick around the nub, gently flicking it up and down as you groaned, your hand coming down to his head. His mouth wrapped around your clit and sucked slowly, stopping for a moment and then sucking again. You felt your core clenching down on nothing, you wished he’d slip a finger into you, but one of his hands was wrapped around your thigh, holding you in place, and the other was holding your hand.

You were left gasping for air as you felt his teeth graze your clit, the new sensation clouded your brain, it seemed the only words you were now capable of saying were ‘Jace’ and ‘please’. This only encouraged him to tease you further. He wanted to ruin you for any other man, make sure that nothing could ever compare to the pleasure he gave you.

As he started sucking on your clit again, you began grinding down on his face. Then you felt your stomach tighten, this was more intense than any orgasm you had ever given yourself with just your fingers. You hadn’t yet realised you were holding your breath, but as you came on his face you let out a loud, almost pornographic moan.

“Holy shit,” you heard Jace say from between your thighs. His fingers now toying with your clit, causing you to squirm from the overstimulation. “I’ve never made anyone squirt before, that was insane!” He grins, wiping his face as he rises to his feet again. He notices you burying your face in your hands. “Baby, don’t be embarrassed. That was so fucking hot.” He says, moving your hands away from your face, cupping your cheek as he places a kiss on your lips, causing you to taste yourself. As he pulled you closer to him, in attempt to deepen the kiss, you slightly pushed him back, plucking up the courage to ask him-

“Can I go down on you?”

He eagerly nodded his head.

“Only if you want to, of course.” He says.

“I want to try it. I’ve never done it before.” You say, settling yourself on your knees in front of him. Before you reach your hand out to touch him, he stops you- you worry that you’ve already done something wrong and look up at him.

“What have you done before, darling?” He asks, not a single hint of judgement in his voice as he strokes your cheek again.

“Only the actual… act.” You explain, “it didn’t last very long, either.”

He frowns, looking down at you sympathetically.

“Poor baby,” if this was in any other situation, you would’ve smacked him. But right now wasn’t the time, “it’s okay, I’ll teach you.” He says, removing his hands from you. You take his cock in your hand, although it was too big for just one hand. You begin pumping it in your fist, but you worried this wouldn’t be enough, “if you want, you could use your mouth,” Jace says between pants. Like him, just the sight of you on your knees for him was enough to make him cum. You take the tip of him into your mouth, your tongue swirling around it, tasting the pre-cum that had leaked out. You hear him moan your name, knowing you must be doing something right, you continue your actions.

Soon, deciding you wanted to change it up again, you attempt to take his entire length in your mouth, although you ended up gagging after taking just over half of him. His hand comes down to your wet hair, stroking your head, telling you to only do what you’re comfortable with- but after giving you the best orgasm of your life, you feel like you owed him this.

So you try again, hollowing your cheeks and you manage to take more of him down your throat. His hand comes down to hold you in place, forgetting in the moment that this is your first time and that he should be gentle, but you didn’t want him to hold back. You gagged around him again, and he quickly removed his hand, cursing himself and apologising to you. But all you did was take his hand again, putting it back where it was and looking up at him as if to say ‘it’s okay.’

You suspected he was close, words fell from his mouth such as ‘good girl, taking my cock like this’, ‘your mouth feels like heaven’, ‘look at you, with my cock stuffed down your throat’, ‘my pretty little slut’. You loved hearing the words that came from his mouth, they only pushed you into taking him further, desperate for him to cum in your mouth.

“I’m gonna cum, darling.” He warns you, but to his surprise you only suck harder on him, needing to taste him.

He was pushed over the edge when you looked up at him, your eyes half-lidded, he had never seen anything like it. The way you took his cock, every last inch, into your mouth. You felt his cum start to leak out into your mouth- to your surprise it tasted quite pleasant, unlike what your friends described it as, but maybe it was just because it was Jace.

You swallowed every last drop, taking him out of your mouth when you knew you’d worked him through his high. You opened your mouth for him, showing him how you had taken his seed. All he could do was moan, and smile down at you.

You stood back up, holding onto him for support as your knees ached. You were so desperate for him to fuck you now, you felt your hips grinding into his without you even realising it.

“I need you,” you whisper against his neck, peppering him with kisses, “I need you to show me what it’s like to get fucked properly.”

Your words seemed to have the same effect on him as his did on you, as you heard his breath hitch and his hands grabbed your hips.

“Then I don’t think we should do it in the shower, baby.” He says before he turns the water off and helps you step out of the shower. He reaches for a couple towels, wrapping you up in one and him in the other as he leads you back to his room. You begin to dry yourself as he goes to double lock the door- you guess that he had been walked in on before. You try not to think too hard about Jace’s love life.

Once you were dried, you didn’t bother getting dressed, you just laid back on Jace’s bed like he instructed you to do. He smirked when he came back and saw you doing what he had asked.

When he was dry, he joined you on the bed. Leaning on top of you as he connects your lips again, his hand coming down to cup your heat.

“You touch yourself, right?” He asks, to which you nod your head. Afraid that opening your mouth will cause you to moan out loudly again, “of course you do,” he smirks, “I’ve heard you late at night. Such a dirty girl… show me.” He whispers, leaning back, his eyes on you.

You try to catch your breath, but it was impossible in this situation. Your right hand moves down your body, reaching where you need him the most. You rubbed your clit with your middle finger in tight circles, small gasps leaving your mouth as Jace just chuckled.

“You can do better than that.” Jace states, and you begin to go faster, feeling as your stomach tightens, you bite down on your free hand to stop the moans and whimpers spilling out, but he moved it, “I need to hear you, love.” He says.

As you were on the edge on another orgasm, Jace takes your hand in his, making you whine beneath him. He just continues to smirk, enjoying the sounds you make for him. Sounds you’ve made only for him.

“Jace,” you whisper, your hand tangling in his damp hair as his mouth comes down to your nipples again, “I need you.”

“Where, darling?”

“Inside me. Need to feel you here.” You say, taking one of his hands and placing it on your belly. It’s as if you flipped a switch, he licks over your hardened bud once more before spreading your legs apart for him as far as they could go, his cock pressing against you as his hand holds your hip.

“You ready?” He asks, his thumb stroking where he held your hip.

“Yes,” you moan, wanting to just take him and shove him inside you already.

You knew it would hurt, the size of him and your experience wouldn’t go well together, but you seemed to forget he was also rather experienced. As he begins to push himself into you, he whispers praises into your ear and he kisses down your neck.

“Taking me so well, good girl. I know you can do it.” He says, your eyes were screwed shut as you ran your fingers through his hair, tugging on it when you were in discomfort. But once he was fully in, he paused for a moment, kissing you on the lips before telling you, “I’ll move when you’re ready, okay? Just let me know when.”

You were so grateful for how caring he had become in this moment, the thought of losing you had made him appreciate you more. He was so careful with you, but once you were both comfortable enough, you wanted that to change.

“You can move.” You whisper into his ear, and he begins to move his hips, thrusting himself in and out of you. Rubbing against your walls deliciously, each time you clenched around him you heard him groan slightly.

As his pace quickened, you let go of his hair and flopped against his mattress, the pleasure becoming overwhelming. You had truly never felt anything like it. The way he angled his hips caused him to brush against the special spot inside of you, causing your vision to blur and your mind to become fuzzy.

“Feels good?” Jace asks, knowing it clearly felt wonderful. “You’re doing so well for me, baby. Taking me so well.”

Just when you thought it couldn’t get any better, you feel a sudden pressure on your lower stomach and you look up to see Jace pressing down with his hand. Each time he thrusted into you, you felt like you were going to explode.

Drunk off the feeling of his cock, you look into his eyes. It was such an innocent thing to do, but the words that were about to leave your mouth were far from it.

“Jace,” you said between breaths, “I need you to cum inside me, please, please, need you to fill me up, all the way…” You trail off as he lifts one of your legs over his shoulder, reaching deeper into you than you thought was possible.

“Look at you beginning for my cum,” he chuckles, his voice dripping in lust, “sweet little whore, wanting me to show her how it feels to get fucked right, now wanting me to fill her up.” His words only made you worse, you couldn’t think straight as you clenched around him even more, “so desperate, aren’t you, darling? But you asked so nicely. Make a mess on my cock for me, and I’ll give you what you want, okay?”

You nod your head, not knowing what you had agreed to exactly, but if Jace was offering something who were you to turn it down?

“Open your mouth, sweetheart.” He says, leaning over you again, his arm beside you, supporting him. You do as you're told, and he spits into your mouth. You hold it there for a moment before swallowing, opening your mouth again to show him you had indeed swallowed it.

Eager to make you finish before him, he pushes himself back up and begins toying with your clit again, knowing how sensitive it had now become, pinching it, rubbing it between his fingers, rubbing it in tight circles, trying to figure out what you like best.

“Jace!” You gasp, “I’m gonna…”

“Do it. Cum around my cock for me, and I’ll give you what you want, darling.” He pants.

And before you know it, your body begins to squirm underneath him as you see white. You can only moan out his name and profanities. Your head was thrown back, your arms coming up lay on the pillows beside you. Jace lifts you by the hips, holding you as close as he possibly can before letting himself go inside of you. He holds you there for a moment whilst he comes undone, as if you’ll disappear if he lets go of you.

“Jace,” you whisper, his body collapsing beside yours.

“Holy shit.” He gasps, he couldn’t believe what had just happened. “Y/n, I love you. I have done since I first met you, I was just… scared. Scared you wouldn’t like me back. I know this is a lot to take in but-”

“I love you too,” you giggle, still coming down from the pure ecstasy he had gave to you, “I… I can’t think straight right now, baby. Let’s talk about it later. Right now I just want to cuddle.” You say, snuggling up to his chest.

“I guess I quite literally fucked your brains out.” Jace said, earning a half-hearted slap on the shoulder from you. “Sorry.” He added, his fingers playing with your damp hair as you fell asleep on his chest.

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𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃.

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐂. 𝐁𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫.

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟.

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: 𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐚 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥, 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐱-𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐇𝐀𝐇𝐀, 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐦.

𝐀/𝐍: 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐈 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤. 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 ♡︎. 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐃𝐈 𝐌𝐜𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐈𝐍 "𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥". 𝐅𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐞'𝐬 𝐏.𝐎.𝐕.

To let my dreams come true I had to do some things which I wasn't proud of. I left my hometown to start my own carrier and I left my fiancée on the day of our wedding. Sometimes I tought about getting back to Scarsdale but everything just seemed to push me back to Washington. I had rights to stay here, but when I saw today's news I felt like I got shot in my heart like a part of it wasn't alive or beating anymore.

One of my old high school friends got into a car accident and died shortly after being taken away to the hospital. Noah was my best friend, always there if I needed something, and now he was gone. Gosh. It was really hard to believe it. The urge in my nerves only made me feel more nervous by the second and my anxiety just grew and grew until I got up from my couch and went to my hanger where I left my jacket from last night. I went to my kitchen and opened one of the cabinets door, where I had my beers and cigarettes.

After I got everything what I needed, I grabbed my sunglasses with my black cap and left my house locking the door of it. I called the elevator up and I held into the wall with my other hand while keeping my finger at the button. The elevator got up quickly and the doors opened in front of me. I stepped into it and pushed the ground floor's button. When the doors closed I leaned onto the wall of the elevator calling up my manager, Andrew. The phone rang a couple of times before I heard his deep voice.

-Jamie? Where are you? I tought you were staying at the girl tonight!- Andrew shouted into my ear as I clenched my jaw and throwing my head onto the wall as I remembered that I almost kissed a woman yesterday. I need to get off the alcohol I swear to god.

-Andrew I just came out of my apartment. I just need someone to drive me to Scarsdale.- I said sighing as I watched the buttons glow while the elevator left the floors.

-Scarsdale? Did you hit your head again in the wall? You have a concert tonight!- He spoke angrily into the phone.

The elevator stopped at the last floor and the doors opened infront of me, signaling me to leave the elevator which I did. My steps were soundless almost like I was floating in the air.

-No I didn't.... One of my best friends died this morning and I have to get there for the funeral- I said as I headed out to the street looking at my shoes while walking. The air was filled with rains smell. Just as I was about to turn to the French Quarter, tahe rain started pouring and I took my cap down and replaced it with my hood as I slided my hand in my jean pocket and walked to the nearest bus stop.

-Look if you try to do anything without the producer's agreement you gonna have huge prob...- He was cut off by me as I hang up on him. I was tired of always getting told what should I do or not.

So I sat down in the bus stop and opened my beer. I gazed on the quarter, couples arguing or keeping eachother in their arms. I sighed to myself as I took a sip out of the beer. It was cold but also freshing up my body which was freezing because I only had thin jeans on with a jacket. I opened my phone only to check the time. It was an old phone which worked with an antenna and it was small already taped and glued together.

I only kept it because I had a really important message on it from 10 years ago. It was from Y/N. The Y/N I left alone, because I was too young and foolish to be married, to start a family. I only wanted to follow my dreams completely forgetting, that I had a love life and a woman who cared about me. There wasn’t a day I didn't listen to the voicemail, and when it ended I layed in bed staring at my ceiling with teary eyes.

When I looked up I saw the bus coming and I stood up keeping my hands in my pockets until the doors opened infront of me. I bought my ticket and sat down in the back of the bus.

It only took a few moments for the engine to start and I took down my hood brushing my fingers trough my blonde looks as I leaned my head to the window and my eyes focused on the waterdrops on it running down, melting together and going down completely. I took my phone out slowly from my jacket and searched for the voicemail as I put the phone over my ear keeping it there. Soon I heard Y/N's soft voice in my ears and it completely relaxed me.

-Hi Jamie It's me Y/N you probably won't hear this or know about this voicemail but here am I telling my problems into my phone trying to call you. I still don't know why you left me there alone and maybe I never will but I just have to tell something important...something really important- Her soft voice broke as I heard sobbing through the phone.

-I promised myself if you won't call me back I'm never going to search you again. I'm never going to call you again neither will I try to do something about the fact that you left me there hanging on our wedding day like you used to hang up one of those favourite jackets of yours....bye Jamie hope you are doing okay- She spoke into the phone now crying as I took the phone away from my ear to hold it in my shaking hands as tears spilled out of my eyes holding my head with one of my hands.

My dry lips formed a line as I leant onto my seat trying to sleep. I didn't call her back, because when I got the message I was at a bar drinking and holding my head in my hands. I broke her. I knew that she hates me. Maybe a part of me on that day was just looking into the future and not what was infront of me. I still remember that I was sitting infront of my mirror, my dad in the kitchen making breakfast. My mom passed away when I was 10 so I didn't have a very good childhood. I had a brother who tried to call me for a year, but I didn't answer. I knew that he was going to ramble about the fact that I left Y/N and I didn't need that so I just erased everything and everyone from my past life. And how sorry I am for that right now, because here nobody knew my past it was a new chance to change everything and I catched it.

When I woke up I was at the bus station in Scarsdale. I stood up from my seat and walked off the bus. I saw some people I knew but they all turned their heads on me, except for a man. A blonde haired man who was wearing one of my old sweaters. When he turned his head to me his eyes widened and he started to walk towards me. It was my younger brother, Samuel.

-How good to see you ag...- I was cut off because he punched me in my stomach and I fell to my knees holding it.

-What was that for?!- I asked him, my eyes shut.

-You know so well- He said bending to my level. - Welcome back, James- He patted my shoulder and walked off while I was still on the ground, kneeling.

I got off the ground and stood up looking around the small town I grew up. It was still the same, next to the station I spotted Mrs. Valerie's flower shop and I smiled to myself. This was the place where I was spending my afternoon's with mom, because she worked here. I had so many memories here. Next to the flower shop was a cafeteria where me and Y/N met. That day totally changed my life. We were still 15 but something about her made me forget that I saw my mother die and I couldn't do anything. She was perfect. Her smile would brighten up a whole room and her hugs were the most comfortable thing on this whole earth. Sometimes I cried on her shoulder and she would comfort me about the things that I've lived through.

I didn't even notice that I was still standing like a statue so I begun walking towards the flower shop to buy a wreath for Noah's funeral. I walked across the road looking around the town. I didn't have to hide here. I didn't have to wear sunglasses even if it was raining. Everybody knew my name here because my father was the priest, but they never ran on me asking for autographs and selfies. This was my hometown.

When I reached the door of the flower shop I saw a really familiar car in the driveway. I didn't take much of it I just twisted the doorknob and the bell ringed as I went inside the shop. I looked around but I didn't see Mrs. Valerie or anybody at the counter so I waited leaning to the wall.

-Okay Nora, I'm trying to finish the wreath I was working on for Kyra- A soft voice came through the shop and I raised my head up as the woman walked out of the storage where the new flower's where stored.

-Also please could you pick up Lizzy from school?....Thank y...- She looked up from the wreath she was holding in her hands as it fell on the floor.

Y/N was infront of me after 10 years and I couldn't believe my eyes. I was just as much shocked as she was.

-Y/N? Y/N you hear me?- Nora asked her worried because she didn't respond to her questions.

-Nora I will call you back later- She ended the call still staring at me then placed her phone on the counter.

I smiled at her which she responded at with a frown on her face as I walked closer to the counter. She was looking down at her shoes and begin to search for something under the counter.

-Hey Y/N/N- I greeted her placing my hands on the counter waiting for her to stand up.

-What do you want James- She asked as she continued to search.

I was beyond happy that I can see her again. She changed a lot. The woman I saw wasn't the same young girl I decided to leave. Her hair was much longer it fell under her chest. She was wearing a dress and I knew that she hated them. Also she wasn't wearing glasses anymore.

-I came for Noah's funeral- I said as I looked down to my shoes not knowing what should I say -Um I would need a wreath you know- I said as my voice cracked.

-Oh, of course. I have a bunch in the storage could you tell what flowers you want in it?- She asked as she stood up fixing her dress.

-.... What is Kyra's favourite?- I asked staring in her eyes and we held an 5 second eye contact which she broke by looking down.

-Orchid's are her favourite let me grab some.- She said walking to the storage.

I was surprised that I didn't got a punch from her too because as I knew her I would definitely say I would get one. Y/N soon came back with orchid's in her hands which she placed on the counter.

-It's going to take a few minutes so I rather would go to the cafeteria- She said taking tapes and a black paper out of the drawers.

-I would rather talk to you instead- I said and she looked up to me with a confused look on her face.

-Wow the famous country star James Bower want's to talk with me? What a pleasure to get- She said laughing at my behavior.

-You know I never really tought about you that you would get away from me and then come back like nothing happened. Yeah well this is what famous people do.- She said and what I tought that would come did and I got a harsh slap on my left cheek. I deserved it.

-What do you want to talk about? Hm?- She asked now calmly tying the flowers together.

I stared at her little hands fidgeting with the tape to tie a bow around the flowers as she grabbed an ink pen and lifted her head up.

-What do you want me to write on it- She asked looking at my now probably bright red cheek as she sighed.

-Look I know I haven't been a really good person through these years and I really miss to be here and I also miss you and I miss everything what we had I just fucking don't know why I left, maybe because we were too young and now I regret that I left you. All I ask from you is that I want to start everything again. I want to fall in love with you again because you are the woman I want and maybe this sounds hilarious and I sound like I'm a 7 year old begging to his mother to buy him the toy he wants but...- I was completely rambling about everything that came to my mind until I was cut off by her.

-James. Hey stop your making nonsense of words. Look I really don't know what has gotten into you but I'm here to tell you that it's not going to work out. I have a dau...- She was cut off by the bell's ring and a cute girl's voice.

-Hi mom!- She greeted Y/N and my eyes lingered on the little girl.

She had long blond hair and sparkling blue eyes. She had freckles on her face and a birthmark on her left cheek. I was thinking at first that maybe Y/N is married and has a child from the man, but when I saw the birthmark on her cheek I knew that the important thing that Y/N tried to tell me was standing in front of me calling for her mother.

-Hi sweetie how was school?- Y/N placed down the wreath and walked out behind the counter. She bended to her level kissing her forehead and the little girl chuckled, holding her mothers hands in hers.

-Nothing just the usual you know- She laughed then looked at me. I was nervous and I didn't know what to say.

-Hi James- Nora spoke holding a baby and one was next to her hugging her legs.

-Nora- I nodded my head.

-Hey I know you! You are the guy mama listens to. I heard some of your music. Don't take it as an offense but I don't like them- She said smiling at me and I looked at Y/N with a giggle on my face.

-Well um you know sometimes I just turn on the radio and yeah.- She said looking away holding the back of her neck.

-Mhm Okay. Well thanks for telling me this ma'am. I'm Jamie one of mom's old friends- I took my hand out and she reached out for it shaking.

-Elizabeth but you can call me Lizzy- She spoke and I bended down to her level and smiled.

-You have a beautiful name- I said as I stared into her eyes. Her pupils dilated and I chuckled. -Tell me Lizzy, how old are you?- I asked looking at Y/N who was completely in awe. I didn't know what was playing in her head but I was sure that she liked the way I speak to Lizzy.

-Well my baby teeth's fell out way slower then the other kids ones, but I'm 9- She said smiling

I felt my cheeks warm up as I stood up and looked at Y/N who stared at Lizzy and who stared at me.

-Okay well um what about Nora takes you to the cafeteria to have some biscuits and a tea hm?- Y/N asked looking at Nora who nodded simply, but Lizzy just stood in her place.

-I will just have a soup I don't want to eat sweets before dinner- She spoke looking at Y/N who smiled at her.

-Well it was nice to meet you, Jamie hope I will see you soon- She said and walked out of the shop while weaving at Y/N.

Soon as they left, I leaned into the counter and stared at Y/N who was beyond shocked about what happened.

-She is 9- I said moving away from the counter and walking to her.

She started to back away but she hit her back in the wall and let out a whimper.

-What does that mean? You think that she is yours? What if I adopted her?- She closed her eyes as her hands found their way in her hair.

-No but the birthmark on her left cheek says otherwise you know. I'm not stupid Y/N and it would be stupid from you if you kept lying in my face.- I spoke calmly taking her hands in mines.

I saw that her muscles relaxed a bit at my touch, so I rubbed her knuckles a little bit and she let out a sigh. Tears spilled out of her eyes as I stared at her beautiful face.

-I just didn't know how to tell you. I didn't know that if you wanted a child. I didn't know if I was enough good for you.- She said between little gasps.

This was the moment I was waiting for again, so I took my hands off her arms and wrapped them around her waist as I pulled her closer. She leant on my shoulder, crying while I rubbed her back.

-It's okay...I'm here now- I whispered in her ear and held her closer. -I'm here for you two you know that I love you- I rubbed her head as she completely melted into my shoulder.

-I know- She whispered in my shoulder and I let out a giggle.

My hands went to her thighs as I picked her up, carrying her to the counter, sitting her on the it.

-You okay now?- I asked rubbing her thigh as she nodded wiping her nose.

-I'm sorry I slapped you- She said making me chuckle. I felt the warmth in my body spreading while I let our foreheads touch and she placed her little hands on my cheeks.

-It's okay darling, I deserved it.- I spoke as she let out laugh

Maybe at the end everyone deserves a second chance.

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𝑳𝑬𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺 𝑻𝑶 𝑴𝒀 𝑨𝑪𝑻𝑶𝑹

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐂. 𝐁𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭.

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: 𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐉𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐧. 𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: 𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐞, 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐣𝐨𝐛, 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝!𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤, 𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥, 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐱, 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭.

𝐀/𝐍: 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐲<3 𝐁𝐓𝐖 𝐈 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒!!!

There are plenty of ways to get back at Jamie for what he did to me. This was war.

Yesterday, after teasing me all day he brought me to his bedroom. I was so ready to be destroyed, but he fingered me until I almost finished and stopped short and left. It was just cruel.

Ideas wracked my head of ways to get back at him until I came up with a good one. A letter. A very dirty letter I would give to him at the beginning of his interview. That would drive him crazy, so I got to writing.

Dear James Metcalfe Campbell Bower,

...

with love your only whore Y/N

I knew the letter would get a rise out of him. It contained details I knew he would go crazy over and not be able to get me off his mind the entire interview.

The plan was to give it to him as he was about to step on the stage so he reads it after I went to the backstage. This whole interview was two hours long so he would suffer for a very long time, then I could get out with Alicia and go to her house, because I know that she is the least favorite of Jamie he wouldn't even think that I'm with her and he would have to deal with the same frustration I had.

The time comes for the light checking and I stand behind his back tapping on it. He gives me a quick peck on my lips and hand him the note as I go back to the backstage and he sits down on one chair infront of me.

He slowly opens the letter and his eyes widen. He starts to shift uncomfortably in his chair and bites his lip. I look down and pretend to be innocent while I can feel his eyes on me. Quickly glancing up I meet his eyes, they are full of want. You smile knowing your plan has worked.

Before I know it Jamie gets called on stage and he gets up from his chair clenching his jaw on me. I continue to look at my phone as he goes out on the stage and I hear some fans screaming.

He tries to focus on Jimmy and shorts after he crosses his legs, trying to hide his bulge.

Thirty minutes after he got on the stage you do not hear any cheers. I wonder what is happening outside. I didn't have time to think about it because suddenly a security guard came up to me and told me to drive home our car.

I leave the backstage and start to walk to our car wondering what could have happened. The security guard is gone now so I couldn't ask what was wrong. As I turn to the corner of the street someone grabs me and slams me against the wall, Jamie.

He whispers, "You really think you would write that and get away with it so easily?" My stomach drops but in an excited way. He wasn't getting a punishment anymore, I was getting one instead.

The whole car ride I was thinking about what will happen. I hope I didn't take it so far and that we are not going to argue because this idea came to my mind aswell.

As he reached for the doorknob of our bedroom he let me in and locked the door behind him. He grabs me by the ass and pulls me into him, "You better have meant what you said in that letter, because it's about to come true. okay?" he says holding my chin up.

Suddenly I'm very nervous and reply "okay" in a whisper. My stomach twists and I forget to breathe while he's staring at me dead in the eyes, hand on my chin so I have to make eye contact with him.

Our lips clash together and his hands are over me, pulling my clothes off until I'm left in my matching bra and underwear.

He pulls me back so he's laying on the bed and I'm on top of him. I feel him under me and instinctively rock my hips back and forth. He kisses me down my neck to my bra, leaving a line of hickeys across my chest.

He unclaspses my bra and groans, "Lie face up on the bed now." I quickly follow instructions and his lips travel across my breasts, circling around my nipple, then traveling downwards and slowly kissing right above my underwear line. His hands are brushing up and down my legs.

He then starts to kiss from the bottom of my thigh, to my upper inner thigh. His fingers are going under the sides of my underwear, moving back and forth. He continues this for an agonizingly long time and I'm definitely soaked through.

It was like he just read my mind, he pulled my underwear off slowly and said "Duck, you are so wet for me." His fingers lightly grazed me and I arched my back for more. Frustrated, my hand made its way down, which was quickly interrupted by his. He grabbed it and snapped, "don't you dare."

He started by rubbing light circles and inserted one finger inside me. I let out a light moan to which he replied "you like that slut?" adding another finger.

Soon enough he was three fingers deep inside me. My head thrown back on the desk and mouth partly open. It felt so good, I never wanted him to stop. but then he did.

I thought for a second he was doing the exact same thing he did last time, until I felt his lips on my inner thigh. They slowly got closer and closer and I started to bring my legs together.

He noticed and grabbed them, spreading them apart to give himself easy access. As much as my legs wanted to come together he would not let them.

His lips touched where I was the most sensitive and I let out a shaky breath. He looked up at me and said, "you're such a slut" then continued to pleasure me further.

Soon he was using a mixture of fingering and his tongue to give me the best feeling I've ever experienced. My legs started to shake and squirm in his hands and my moans became louder and more frequent. Jamie noticing, stopped what he was doing immediately.I look up at him in disbelief and say "Please" he responds by lightly laughing, "You really think i would let you cum that easily? get on your knees now."

Legs shaking, he helps me off of the bed and I bend down on my knees. He pulls his shirt over his head while my hands fumble with his belt. I slowly slide his pants and boxers down together and make my way up to his dick. I have never seen it so hard and a look of pure need on his face ever this much before.

I attempt to start slowly, teasing him where I know it would drive him crazy, but instead, he mutters "no, you are mine and you do what i want." and takes my head in his hands.

He grabs my hair and brings my mouth to his dick. I start sucking, slowly but he makes me pick up speed. As he is practically fucking my face as he demands, "look at me darling."

I keep eye contact with him. The image of me looking up at him while he in pumping in and out of my mouth, completely naked kneeling on the floor probably is driving him crazy, and seeing him groaning with pleasure as I feel my hair pulled is doing the same to me.

His dick was so far down in my throat I thank god for not giving me a gag reflex. If I had one there was no way I could be doing this.

I can feel the pace change and I can feel he's close to finishing. Grunting a wide range of cuss words, he finishes in my mouth. As I lick my lips clean he smirks, "atta girl."

I get up and walk over to my clothes to gather them after they were scattered across the room. Jamie's hand grabs my wrist and he pulls me in. "what do you think you're doing?" he whispers.

I reply, "grabbing my clothes." he rolls his eyes and pulls me even closer, "no you're not. i am not even close to be finished with you." I feel him start to harden against me again.

He kisses me and I kiss him back. I want more. I need more. His hand travels to my ass and squeezes it, making my mouth jump open, which gives him the opportunity to slide his tongue in. His other hand inserts a finger into me and I let out a soft moan.

"Holy fuck you're so wet for me. that's my little whore" Jamie says roughly.

Without meaning to say it, I whimper "Jamie fuck me" he looks at me and grins, his finger still pumping in and out of me and he teases, "oh yeah?"

I look away and he grabs my face, "your letter will not be fictional anymore darling. bend over that desk, now."

I don't waste time and do exactly as he says. He is in control. As my body is on the desk he stands over me he teases my entrance. He has spread me wide apart at his mercy.

He spends time touching my body, but never where I need it most. He is doing it for my torture. He has been teasing me the entire night.

Finally, when I wasn't expecting it he slides into me. He starts hard and fast. The desk is shaking as he pulls my hips into him to quicken the pace.

He is so deep inside me and hitting my g spot, my moans get louder and louder, I'm almost yelling. He is shouting up a storm calling me his fuck toy, degrading me in every possible way. Normally, I would be offended but man it was so hot when he did it.

Just when I thought it literally could not get any better, his hand travels to my clit and he pleasures me more. I'm so close to finishing and I yell, "faster, please, faster" but he instead slows down.

I'm so close but he once again is not going to let me finish. He is fucking me slowly. Holding me down so only he controls the pace. There is so much built up inside of me, but it'll never come out this way and he isn't letting up anytime soon.

I know he doesn't want to go this slow either, he is almost in as much frustration as I am. So I only know one way out of it. "stop. please stop." I say. Immediately Jamie stops and backs up off of me.

I grin knowing I'm out of his hold and he looks at me in disbelief, "you fucking tricked me"

I push him so he's sitting on the desk and he doesn't resist. As much as he wanted to continue his revenge, he wanted it just as much as I did.

Still impossibly hard, I climb on top of him and sit down, his dick fully inside me. He kisses you lustfully and my hands travel through his hair. He grabs my hips with his strong hands and brings me up and down. I quicken and slower with each minute. I'm pulling his hair as light moans interrupt each kiss.

He stops kissing me only just to look down at me bouncing on top of him and mutters "holy fuck." I look at him and wonder how I managed to get him, I mean it's not an anyday thing that the god of sex is dating you, but wow. His abs are lightly defined with a v-line, his chest is covered in barely noticeable hickeys around his tattoos from days prior, and his face is just perfect.

He has definitely surpassed anything I would have expected. I'm completely at his mercy even when I think I have control. He is using me like his fuck toy and I'm enjoying every second of it.

He speeds up and the entire desk is shaking, I'm surprised it hasn't broke. We both are so close and there is no way he's going to stop this time. In a low voice he says, "fuck... don't.. stop..." and continues to rail me harder.

"I'm gonna fill you up real good mhm? Give you my babies. Fuck... you would look so sexy with a bump and with swollen breasts" He moaned into my ear as I digged my fingernails into the back of his.

He reaches his breaking point and lets go inside of me. He fills me up and I'm so close again. All it takes is his fingers to make me have the best orgasm I have ever had in my entire fucking life.

We both are left sweaty, clothes all over the floor, faces beat red, in his bedroom. He kisses my forehead and says "wow. Good Lord that was amazing." his hair is super messy and voice is slightly raspy. Fuck he's hot.

I try and stand up but my legs are shaking and it's hard to walk. He sure railed the shit out of me. He helps me put back on my clothes and carries me to his bedroom.

He helps me shower and wash my body. Innocently leaving kisses all over me and telling me how beautiful I am. There really are two sides of Jamie and I love both of them.

Later I explain to Alicia wondering where I was that I wasn't feeling well after Jamie's interview. That's why I stayed at him all night and he was taking care of me.

While I didn't get payback on Jamie, he sure did on me on attempting, but honestly, I may have won anyways.

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