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Too Loose And You’ll Lose It

Ch3: Man, You Really Are As Dumb As You Look. Part 2 Co-written with @icanfeelastormbrewing

Summary: Evan asks Stella on a date, Jake’s not impressed and the entire thing takes him on a little trip down memory lane…

Warnings: Bad Language words. SMUT via flashback in Part 2 (NSFW 18+)

Pairing: Jake Jensen x OFC Stella Stevenson.

A/N: So the smut in this chapter is way back when the pair of them were kids. Both 18 before anyone says anything, and is designed to be a truthful reflection of a first time! We hope you enjoy it because it certainly made us giggle a lot.

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Chapter 3 Part 1

June 1999

Jensen parked his Dad’s ford on the drive at the side of Stella’s house and climbed out, the box containing her corsage which matched his boutonniere in his hand. Taking a deep breath he headed round the back of the house and into the kitchen, not bothering to knock as usual.

Stella’s mom was in the kitchen and she looked up at him, smiling.

“Oh my goodness, Jacob Calvin Jensen…you’ve always been a handsome young man but tonight…well, you look positively dapper!” he beamed.

“Thanks Jules.” Jake felt the heat in his cheeks as he blushed at her praise. “Is Stel ready?”

“She should be, she spent almost all afternoon locked in her room with Rey.”

“Oh, ok. Has she erm…got a bag for tonight?” Jake suddenly felt his mouth go dry, and he nervously scratched the back of his neck. What the fuck was wrong with him? Stella had stayed at his loads of times before and Jules had never batted an eyelid, hell he’d stayed here plenty too and not a word had been said. But now, he was suddenly feeling nervous. But as he looked at Stella’s mom she just smiled and stepped forward towards him. She reached out to straighten the grey and silver bow tie and looked at him.

“She’s special Jake, but you already know that.”

Ok so now he wanted the fucking ground to swallow him.

“Her bag’s in the hall.” Julie stepped back, patting the lapels of his jacket. Jake gave her another smile, set the box with Stella’s corsage down on the side and headed into the hall, taking the opportunity to escape for a moment as he took it to the car, slinging it into the trunk. He headed back inside and before he had to think of anything else to say to steer the conversation away from the fact that Jules knew full well he was planning on having sex with her daughter that night, he was saved by Aubrey who waltzed into the kitchen.

“God, she’s a nervous wreck.” Aubrey mumbled, “Being a right pain in the ass. I’ve done and redone her hair about fifty times.”

She grabbed a can of soda from the fridge, completely ignoring Jensen which was fine by him, and slumped down at the kitchen table.

Julie sighed “So were you at your prom!”

“That was because I was on for Prom Queen.” Aubrey shrugged. At that Jake rolled his eyes, he couldn’t care less about all that Prom Queen shit. As far as he was concerned he had the best girl on his arm. At that point Rey’s eyes flicked to him and she gave a little smile “Well, don’t you scrub up fine?”

“Well Stella told me if I wore my soccer kit she’d kill me” he shrugged and Rey snorted before she frowned.

“Where are your glasses?”

“Contacts” Jake shrugged “Don’t wear ‘em often other than for sport but…”

“Huh.” Rey shrugged.

“Is that everything or you wanna know what colour boxer shorts I’m wearing?” Jake quipped “Can show you if you like?”

“Jacob!” Julie looked at her and he flashed her a cheeky grin.

“For your information they’re black” he winked and then raised his wrist to check his watch. It was getting a little later than he wanted it to be now, but at that point besides him Julie gave a little gasp and he raised his head to see Stella stood in the doorway to the kitchen. Jake felt his moth drop open as he looked at her. He’d seen her dressed up before but never like this. Her dress was a deep blue satin with a pleated skirt that finished just below her knee. It tapered in at the waist and the bodice was lace, high necked and sleeveless with flower applique. On her feet she wore a pair of cream coloured peep-toe pumps that were decorated with little crystals along the arch and her blond hair was pulled back off her face into an elegant knot. Those blue eyes Jake could happily lose himself in popped under a smoky brown eyeshadow and her cheeks were expertly rouged.

She looked like a modern Grace Kelly, absolutely fucking amazing.

“Hi.” He stuttered, stepping towards her.

“Hey Jakey.” She smiled, a little shyly and at that point her mum gave a cough and gestured to the door with her head. Rey rolled her eyes and stood up, following her out as Julie shut the door to give the two of them a bit of privacy.

“Stel you look stunning.” He smiled, dropping his lips to hers in a soft kiss and she beamed at him.

“You don’t look so bad yourself.”

Jake smiled, and then suddenly remembered the box on the side “Oh, here…” he took her hand and led her after him before he picked it up and opened the top. Stella peered inside and then looked up at him.

“Petunia.” she chuckled.

“Well I know they’re your favourites.” He said, gently taking it out surprised to see his hands were shaking. “Right or left.”

“Erm left.” She said after a short deliberation, holding her hand out for him. “Less chance of me banging it.” Jake smiled and gently slipped the pearl-effect beads over her manicured fingers so that the flowers sat on her delicate wrist and she looked at it, smiling. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome babe.” He grinned and she leaned up to kiss him again. “So err, you wanna go. Your bag’s already in the car…and it’s almost 7 so…”

“Yeah, oh…Mom wanted a photo first. Your mom called her before demanding one so…”

Jake groaned “God she was crying when I left. Dad had to drag her back inside as she was waving the car away.”

Stella grinned “Well her baby’s all grown up.”

“Wouldn’t go that far.” He quipped and Stella shook her head with a laugh and headed for the door.

After Julie had gushed over the pair of them and taken what felt like enough photos to fill an entire album she pulled Stella into a hug and Jake stepped back, but not far enough as he still caught what Julie whispered to Stella.

“Your dad would be so proud of you sweetheart.”

“Mom.” Stella sniffed a little and Jake bowed his head, turning to look at Rey who was also surprisingly emotional. He flashed her a little wink and she smiled back as Stella turned to him.

“Ready?” he asked and she nodded. He took her hand and together they walked down the drive. He made sure he opened the car door for her, waiting till she adjusted her dress before shutting it and then hopped in the driver’s side.

Julie and Rey waved them off as he reversed onto the street before they pulled away.

“Oh, before I forget who did you have in the sweepstake for starting the first fight?” Jake asked as he turned left at the top of her street.

“Simon Rogers.” Stella said.

“Rogers?” Jake frowned, “Seriously?”

“Yup” she nodded “He might be small but he’s vicious. Plus Vinnie Foxborough has asked Jenny Marchant to be his date, and we all know she was dating Rogers like a month ago. It’s going off, I’m telling you.”

**** An hour or so after arriving, the Prom was in full swing. They’d done the usual posing for photos upon arrival and headed straight to grab a drink before navigating to the table their group of friends had already claimed. Stel had then headed off to go speak to a few of the girls from her hockey team whilst Jensen had stood with the captain of his soccer squad and a few of the other guys from the team. Eventually they’d worked their way back to one another as the announcements and general fuss started regarding Prom King and Queen. It came as no surprise to anyone who was named, Stacey Holbrook-popular girl number 1 and Will Brady- popular guy number 1. Jensen gave an exaggerated yawn as cheers rang out around the Sports Hall. Stella looked at him, arching an eyebrow as she sat in the chair next to him round their table, his arm slung casually over the back of her chair. He shrugged and grinned as he watched them both take to the stage, a hush fell over the room. Stacey began gushing into the mic, her words vaguely registered in Jensen’s mind as she squealed about how surprised and honoured she was…bla bla bla.

He wouldn’t have minded either, but in Jake’s eyes, she wasn’t a patch on the girl sat to his right. He moved his hand from the back of Stella’s chair, gently placing it round her shoulders and pulling her into him, pressing a kiss to her temple. She looked at him and he flashed her a wink as he reached for his soda. He took a loud gulp and sat back, and then before he could stop it a huge burp escaped his mouth. Jensen sat stock still as everyone in the hall turned in his direction, accusingly. Stella was sinking lower into her chair, trying to disappear but Jake sat up tall and spun round in his seat as if he too was searching for the culprit.

“Disgusting!” he called out loudly, shaking his head. “Whoever that was should be ashamed of themselves.”

A few titters broke out across the hall and he spotted his Football coach smirking at him as he turned back to look at Stella who had her hand slapped over her forehead.

“You’re a fucking nightmare.” She hissed at him.

“I couldn’t help it!” he whispered back. “Better out than in as my dad always says…” As it turns out that was just one of the 2 reasons Jake found himself having to talk his way out of trouble that night. The second however, Jake was pleased to report was Stella’s fault. He was stood talking a few guys from the soccer team when John Digby, their right-back and captain suddenly nudged Jake.

“What?” Jake asked, looking at him. John nodded over his shoulder and Jake turned to see Stella was in an angry exchange with the captain of the football team. A huge, hulking jock that played quarterback called Brad Kingsley. He watched for a second, grinning as the huge guy seemed actually quite frightened of Stella who was jabbing him in his chest but then as he spotted Brad’s girlfriend stalking towards them he gave a groan. “Ahh shit. Be right back…”

“Good luck with that!” John shot after him as the team laughed “Your Misssus is fuckin’ scary…”

“Don’t I know it.” Jensen mumbled as he jogged over to where quite a crowd was gathering now, just in time to hear Stell call Brad a fucking asshole. “Hey, hey…” Jensen said gently, grabbing her arm. She turned to look at him and he instantly saw the problem. The front of her dress, over the chest area was soaked.

“He just spilt his drink all over me, and not even a fucking apology!” she seethed.

“It was an accident!” Brad said, his voice loud.

��Fuck you!” Stella snarled and Jensen took a deep breath.

“Stel, babes, come on…” he consoled her a little, and she took one final glare at Brad, before she looked at Jensen, wrenching her arm free and stalked away. He watched her go for a bit before he turned back to Brad, seeing the guy was now cracking his knuckles ominously. What he lacked in brains, which was quite a lot actually- the guy was thick as two short planks- he made up for in brawn and whilst Jensen was more than capable of holding his own in a fight, he really didn’t fancy his chances here. “Brad, look man, I don’t want any trouble…” “I can’t hit women.” Brad shrugged “But I can give you a smack for your girl’s mouth…”

“Come on…you know what they’re like.” Jensen shrugged “Plus its shark week so….hormones…” he smoothed out the bigger man’s jacket before both his hands rest on his upper biceps, slapping them gently before he let go. “She rides the red river and it turns her into a fucking ogre. You wouldn’t really wanna hold that against me would you bro?” “Suppose not.” Brad mumbled. “Cheers pal, I owe you.” Jensen slapped his back as he made a hasty retreat, letting the air out of his lungs as he walked.

Thankfully, the rest of the evening passed with little to no drama and Jensen actually found it to be quite enjoyable. For the first time it dawned on him that this, well this really did signal the end of high-school and in 3 months, just over 12 weeks or so, he and Stella would be off to Norwich to start the ROTC for 4 years. He was looking forward to it- living away from home, the fun of College life whilst training with the Army and most of all having his best friend and girl by his side. Buoyed by the sudden feel good factor, he dragged Stella off to dance with their friends and the pair of them grinned when about 4 songs in the opening bars of Journey “Don’t Stop Believing” hit their ears and everyone on the dance floor gave a loud shriek.

“Well what do you know, they’re playing our song.” Jake grinned as he pulled Stella towards him.

“It’s odds on they’d play this.” She rolled her eyes, grinning as he began to sing in a stupid voice, twirling her around. She watched him as he ran through his usual dance moves to the song…pointing at everyone when he sang the word strangers, arching his hand upwards a little over his head like a rainbow to the word boulevard. By the time the song hit its crescendo their entire group of friends had joined in and Stella shook her head at him as he gave her a wink.

“You’re an idiot…” she said as the song finished and morphed into something by the Backstreet Boys that Jensen couldn’t remember the name of.

“But I’m your idiot, doll.” He grinned and she gave a laugh cocking her head to one side, her arms sliding up round his neck.

“Yeah, yeah you are…”

At that point they were both shoved violently to the side, Jensen grabbing Stella to stop her falling. He spun round, immediately ready to give whoever it was a warning to be careful when his eyes fell on Simon Rogers and Vinnie Foxborough who were both going hell for leather in the middle of the floor, fists flying as people rushed into separate them. With a groan Jensen turned to Stella who was stood there, the rest of their friends also hanging their heads as she held her hand out, palm up. “Pay up, losers!” she grinned, and Jake snorted as Sally, Ewan, Brady, Mackenzie and Danny all reached into their purses or wallets and slapped five bucks into her hand each. She looked at Jake and he frowned.

“I’m not paying you.” He shook his head.

“Stop being a whiney bitch JJ.” She grinned and he shook his head again.

“I’ll buy you a Big Mac meal on the way home instead.”

Stella looked at him, considering his offer before she grinned “You do know that’s gonna cost you more than five bucks, right?”

Jake shrugged “You’re worth it.”

“Gee, thanks” she snorted.

“What can I say, I’m a romantic…and speaking of which…” he moved closer to her, dropping his head down so his lips were by her ears. “Wanna get out of here? Mom and Dad are out tonight so we can have the place to ourselves for a few hours before they get home.”

Stella turned her head to look at him, and he noticed that her cheeks had flushed a little and she bit her lip shyly before she nodded.

“Yeah, ok.”

Jake smiled, taking a deep breath before he pressed his lips to hers. They made their excuses to their friends, promising to catch up with them all soon and then the two of them made their way hand in hand off the floor, weaving in between people as they headed for the exit.

**** “I think my personal favourite bit was when you called the captain of the football team an asshole.” Jake said as he grabbed Stella’s bag from the trunk of his dad’s car “Good times.” “He deserved it.” She narrowed her eyes.

“And I supposed I deserved the punch he was going to give me for you being a mouthy brat.” Jensen looked at her as she shrugged, grinning.

“Yeah, how did you talk you way out of it anyway?” she asked, taking his hand as they walked down the drive towards the front door.

“Told him it was shark week.” Jake shrugged and Stella stopped dead.

“You did what?”

“You heard me, I blamed your little meltdown on hormones.”

“You are such an asshole!” Stella grit out through her teeth and Jake laughed, turning to face her.

"It was that or he punched me in the mouth, and let’s face it gorgeous, this-." he waved his hand in a circle round his face, finger pointing towards it"-is too good to ruin"

She looked at him, shaking her head and snorting as he dropped a kiss to her cheek and opened the door. The house was dark and empty as he let Stella in first, where she dropped her shoes which she was carrying in her hand to the floor as Jake followed her into the hall, dumping her bag.

“You want a drink?” Jake asked and Stella turned to him, nodding.

“Yeah”

“A proper one?”

“Dur.”

Jake grinned and he led her down the hall and into the little den where his dad kept the good stuff. He tossed his jacket over the back of the arm chair, shrugging off his waistcoat and depositing that in the same place. Rolling his shirt sleeves up to get more comfortable, he yanked open the liquor cabinet and blinked when he saw the post it stuck on the front of the bottle of vodka. It was his dad’s handwriting and with a snort he pulled it off and handed it to Stella.

“Don’t even think about it…” she read with a laugh “Fuck he knows us so well.”

“Like he never did it.” Jake grumbled, shoving the bottle back. He stood up and made his way through to the kitchen, yanking open the fridge “Oh come on dad!” he groaned as he saw another note stuck to the beer. He read it and gave a shrug “ok, so apparently this is fine…”

He pulled two out, popped the lids and handed one to Stella. She took a huge pull and let out a groan.

“Not being able to legally drink until 21 sucks “she grumbled, “I mean how can we be old enough to join the army but not consume alcohol?”

“Maybe we should move to Europe babe.” He said as they both dropped onto the sofa. Stella snorted and then sighed.

“We may end up doing.” She tapped her finger nails against the bottle “I mean, who knows where we’re gonna end up.” “Yeah, well we got years to think about that.” Jensen shrugged as he reached for the remote to turn the TV on but stopped abruptly as Stella grabbed his wrist.

“Seriously, the house is ours…and you brought me home early to watch TV?”

“No, I was…just…” he trailed off as she took the bottle off him, placed it on the table and then hitched her dress up slightly so she could straddle him. Jensen swallowed a little as her hands gently copped his face and she kissed him. For reasons which he couldn’t even place himself, because damned they’d done a lot more than simply make out, he was nervous and it showed clearly as Stella pulled back, frowning a little.

“What’s wrong?”

Jake looked at her, blinking in the dim light of the room and shook his head, jerking himself to his senses “Nothing, nothing at all.”

In a flash his lips were back on hers, his arms round her back as he held her close, his tongue snaking into her mouth, tanging with hers. As the kissing grew in intensity, he could feel himself growing aroused and clearly Stel could do as she rotated her hips slightly, grinding down against him and he gave a hiss. His hands moved to the side of her thighs, pushing up her skirt even further, fingers trailing against her skin and she moaned as he gripped her ass, giving a little squeeze. With an easy movement, Jake stood and turned them so she was under him on the couch. His lips moved to her jaw and he trailed hot kisses down her neck to the top of her dress, focussing on that spot on her neck he’d found the first time they’d made out, enjoying the little whimpers she made right by his ear. His hands crept back up her skirt, settling on her hips as her arms wrapped around him, dancing over the top of his shirt. His lips moved back to her mouth and he kissed her again, pushing down against her and Stella gave a soft keen of delight at the contact.

“Fuck, I love you Stel.” He muttered against her mouth.

“Love you too Jakey.” Her voice was punctuated by a gasp and he pulled back to look at her, her eyes shining.

“Stel, I know…I haven’t asked you if you wanna…you know…” he stumbled over his words and she smiled softly, and cut him off.

“I do.” She assured him before she pushed her head upwards, lips crashing onto his and her hands grabbed the hem of his shirt, pulling it free of his pants. His back muscles twitched as her hands danced over his skin, the sensation of her gently dragging her nails across the base of his spine sent a spike of desire, like a red hot poker through his entire body and he let out a groan.

“Can we go upstairs?” he asked softly.

“Yeah…” she nodded.

Wordlessly he stood up, shifting his pants slightly which were fucking uncomfortable thanks to his now painful erection and grabbing their beers in one hand, he held his other out and pulled her to her feet. He led her out into the hall, up the stairs and across the landing into his room, kicking the door shut with his foot.

He flicked on the lamp on his nightstand, his eyes glancing at the photo of the two of them taken after one of his soccer matches where his cheeks were red and his face was sweaty from the exertion of the game. He loved that snap, it was the final match of the season where they had won the league and the day he’d first told her he’d loved her. Her face had lit up as she’d whispered it back to him, before he’d made it past second base that evening on the chair in a dark corner of the garden, their families milling around elsewhere, completely oblivious.

He set the bottles of beer down and turned to look back at her. She was stood, watching him, biting her lip out of nervous anticipation and suddenly a wave apprehension crashed over him as he started to realise that this was going to happen. The thought of losing his virginity to Stel had never worried him before, hell, they’d done pretty much everything else bar hit the home run to so speak, but for some reason now it seemed like a big deal. He swallowed a little, his mind flicking back to the conversation he’d had with his sister a few days ago. Whilst he and his dad were close- condom conversation proving that- there were something he just didn’t want to ask his old man about, and how to make Stel feel good when he popped her cherry so to speak was one of them. So he’d approached Jane, who for once hadn’t ripped him to shit. She’d told him the first time was gonna be awkward as hell, so he needed to be gentle, get her off in some way before he poked her (Jane’s words, not his) and most importantly he had to make sure she was ready to do it.

Licking his lips he walked back towards her and she stepped closer to him, her eyes locking onto his as his hands fell to her hips and he kissed her again, before his fingers skated up the back of her dress and he found the zipper. With a deep breath, Jensen slid the zipper down her dress causing it to fall forward slightly and he got a glimpse of her breasts, which he had yet to actually see come to think of it, and here they were, clad in a lacy, strapless black bra. He held onto his shoulders and he glanced down, watching her as she stepped out of it, kicking it to the side.

“God you’re beautiful.” He stuttered out and Stella giggled nervously before he kissed her again and pivoted them so he could lay her out on her back on his bed. He crawled up next to her, laying on his side as she tipped her head and he kissed her again, his right hand sliding up and cupping her breast over her bra. Stella arched her back a little and Jensen’s groan caught in his throat as he slid his hand down her bare stomach and gently slipped it into her panties, over her soft curls and felt her slick against his fingers. He started to play with her, the way he’d found out she’d liked and his face watched hers intently as she bit her lip, her eyes falling shut in pleasure. Before long her hips started to move against his hand and he gently moved his wrist, inserting 2 fingers inside her. Her body reacted the way he’d seen before and encouraged he continued his movements. Her hand moved up to grab at his hair, pulling him down to kiss him and before long she was crying out, her hand wrapping around his wrist as her walls fluttered around his fingers as she came.

Jensen was actively now trying not to blow his load in his pants as he watched his girl ride out her orgasm. His eyes squinted slightly as he pressed his forehead to hers, the sticky fingers from her core resting on her hip. After a moment or two that same hand moved up her side and under her back, his eyes closed as he reached her bra.

His fingers paused on the clasp and he looked at her, remembering his sisters words and he kissed her again, his head pressing against hers.

“Please tell me you want this” he said, his voice a nervous plea.

“Yeah, yeah I do…” she nodded.

“Good, me too…ok...that’s good” he smiled against her lips as his fingers moved to her clasp. He’d read there was a technique to flicking it open with a snap of your thumb and finger, but right now that really wasn’t’ happening. Shifting slightly he slid his other arm underneath her as she moved her shoulders slightly to allow him to get both hands on it, but he was still struggling, his fingers slipping against the clasp.

“Stell.” He whispered and she looked at him.

“What?”

“I'm nervous” he lightly chuckled. She smiled, and bit her lip.

“Me too.” She sat up, “Here…” her arms moved behind her and she undid her bra, tossing it to the side as it fell forward. Jake watched, his throat bobbing as he swallowed, giving an involuntary gasp almost as he saw her bare breasts for the first time.

Her fingers gently undid the buttons on his shirt, pushing it over his shoulders and Jensen gently slid down, taking her lace panties with him before he stood up, dispensing of the rest of his clothes, his eyes roving over her bare form as she lay on the bed, watching him. Fuck, the sight of her laying there completely naked was sending him into overdrive so as quickly as he could he moved and reached into the drawer on his night stand for the box of condoms he’d bought especially. His fingers slipped a little as he tore the foil packet open, his hand shaking as he knelt on the bed between her legs, rolling it down over his shaft. It was awkward, and he was starting to get a little bit het up when Stella put a hand over his and he glanced up at her knowing full well she could read him, she always could. She guided his hand down and once he was sheathed he moved, his hands either side of her shoulders as he positioned himself.

With as gently a movement as he could, he worked his way gently into her letting out a loud groan, and her breath hitched a little. The sensation of being buried in her for the first time washed over him, her tight warmth hugging his cock and his arms gave way causing him to drop to his elbows. Luckily he caught himself in time, and he shifted a little to support his weight on his forearms so he didn’t crush her.

“You ok?” she asked softly. Every muscle in his body was tense and she could clearly feel it as he lay over her.

“Yeah.” He panted. “You?” “I’m good…” there was a little pause and she placed her hand on the bottom of his back, applying a little pressure with her palm, almost as if she was trying to pull him towards her "Jakey, you gotta move, please baby..."

So he did. He started thrusting. Slowly at first, picking up the pace a little as he gained confidence. Her hands slipped up his back and came to rest as her arms hooked under his, palms flat on the back of his shoulders.

Jensen watched her carefully as he continued his movements, his eyes locked onto hers. She looked straight back at him as her body gently moved with each thrust he made. He leaned down to kiss her, and it's was a little sloppy because his brain and body were that awash with this absolute new sensation of pleasure that he was struggling to function or focus on much at the moment. He broke the kiss, dropping his forehead to hers, his mouth slack as the heat tightened in his belly and he knew it wasn’t going to be long before he came.

"Stel, I'm not...I'm not gonna..." he started to explain, almost apologies even but she cut him off.

"It's ok,..." she nudged his nose with hers "Let me see you..."

He raised his head and she looked straight at him, and with a few more little thrusts he was gone, tipping over the edge with a little grunt and a cry of her name. As the surge of pleasure washed over him he pitched forward, burying his face into her neck, breathing deeply as the world span around him, the blood pounding in his ears was almost deafening.

Stella’s hands gently slid up his back, scratching at that spot on the nape of his neck, softly tangling in his hair.

"You ok, did I hurt you?" he asked, tilting his head to look at her.

"You'd never hurt me Jake."

“You’d never hurt me Jake…”

Those words echoed round Jensen’s brain and with a groan he rolled onto his back as sleep persistently evaded him. That was one trip down memory lane he hadn’t needed, more so because the words were fucking bullshit. He had hurt her, the one thing he'd always sworn never to do. That night, their first time had been perfect, and whilst it had been awkward as hell and he’d lasted all of 5 minutes, it had been special because they’d loved one another.

Jensen turned his head to see Britney, the dark haired friend of the nurse he’d met in the bar the other night sleeping, next to him and he lay back with his eyes fixed on a spot on the ceiling. Seeing Stella before had riled him enough to call the woman and pick her up from work after her shift ended at midnight. A bottle of wine and few shots of tequila later their clothes had ended up strewn all over his apartment and, well, here she was, fast asleep next to him.

It hadn’t been a bad fuck. Jensen had the impression Britney was after a release as much as he had been and it had shown, neither of them wasting any time on foreplay. But as he lay there he was kind of ashamed to admit he missed the cuddling that Stella would always seek out after.

With another sigh he hauled himself out of bed, located his boxers and headed to his kitchen for some water. He drained a glass before grabbing a packet of advil, tossing 2 down and then draining another glass before he wandered back into the bedroom, dropping back down next to his sleeping guest. He turned himself onto his side, his back facing her and closed his eyes willing sleep to come for him.

****

Not wanting to be a total Douchebag, Jake at least made Britney some breakfast the next morning before he told her he really needed to get ready to work. She smiled at him, understanding totally she was being dismissed and hopped off the stool by the breakfast bar, locating her clothing. He watched her go, noticing the way her hips swayed underneath his t-shirt was nothing like as arousing as how Stella’s did, before he dropped the dishes into the sink shaking his head.

Once she was ready, Jake opened the door to the landing and she turned to face him. “Look, I know this was probably a one- time thing but…”

At that point Stella’s door opened and Jake’s eyes flicked to her over Britney’s shoulder as she stopped dead and looked at him, then the woman in front of him, before she gave a snort and a shake of her head, turning to lock her door. Jensen felt that stupid, child inside him stir and he turned to Britney shaking his head.

“No, that’s…” he said, stopping her, his voice loud enough to carry across the landing “I’d like to take you out. Do it properly next time?”

“Really?” Britney almost squealed and threw her arms round him. “That’s…yeah, I’d love that Jensen.”

“Great, I’ll call.” He smiled, leaning down to give her a peck on the lips. She pulled back, pinched his cheek and then headed for the elevator

“Didn’t know Mc Donald’s dealt in brunettes.” Stella said dryly, arching an eyebrow.

Jensen shrugged and grinned “Let’s just say it was a different kinda drive through…”

Stella wrinkled her nose “That’s gross.”

Jensen snorted, and watched as she moved towards the elevator before she stopped and instead turned towards the stairs. He watched her go, and no sooner had the stairway door shut the elevator arrived.

“Bye!” Britney called, blowing him a kiss. Jensen smiled and then turned back into his apartment, shutting the door behind him, banging his head back against the wood. What the fuck had he just done? Something that was meant as a quick bang one night had suddenly morphed into him taking the girl on a date?

Could always just change your number?

No point…she knows where you live.

Move apartments?

Little dramatic, all things considered don’t you think?

Maybe you should give the girl a chance? I mean, after all, Stella’s taken one on Agent Dick Name…

Yeah. That was sensible, and she hadn’t been a bad lay after all.

With a decisive nod he pushed himself off the door and headed for the shower.

**** Chapter 4 Part 1

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Too Loose And You’ll Lose It...

Co-Written with @icanfeelastormbrewing

Ch 3- Man, You Really Are As Dumb As You Look...

Part 2

Summary: Evan asks Stella on a date, Jake’s not impressed and the entire thing takes him on a little trip down memory lane…

Warnings: Bad Language words. SMUT via flashback in Part 2 (NSFW 18+)

Pairing: Jake Jensen x OFC Stella Stevenson.

A/N: So the smut in this chapter is way back when the pair of them were kids. Both 18 before anyone says anything, and is designed to be a truthful reflection of a fist time! We hope you enjoy it because it certainly made us giggle a lot. Thanks Tumblr for eating the first post of this...

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Please read Part 1 first…

June 1999

Stella’s mom was in the kitchen and she looked up at him, smiling.

“Oh my goodness, Jacob Calvin Jensen…you’ve always been a handsome young man but tonight…well, you look positively dapper!” he beamed.

“Thanks Jules.” Jake felt the heat in his cheeks as he blushed at her praise. “Is Stel ready?”

“She should be, she spent almost all afternoon locked in her room with Rey.”

“She’s special Jake, but you already know that.”

Ok so now he wanted the fucking ground to swallow him.

“God, she’s a nervous wreck.” Aubrey mumbled, “Being a right pain in the ass. I’ve done and redone her hair about fifty times.”

She grabbed a can of soda from the fridge, completely ignoring Jensen which was fine by him, and slumped down at the kitchen table.

Julie sighed “So were you at your prom!”

“Well Stella told me if I wore my soccer kit she’d kill me” he shrugged and Rey snorted before she frowned.

“Where are your glasses?”

“Contacts” Jake shrugged “Don’t wear ‘em often other than for sport but…”

“Huh.” Rey shrugged.

“Is that everything or you wanna know what colour boxer shorts I’m wearing?” Jake quipped “Can show you if you like?”

“Jacob!” Julie looked at her and he flashed her a cheeky grin.

She looked like a modern Grace Kelly, absolutely fucking amazing.

“Hi.” He stuttered, stepping towards her.

“Stel you look stunning.” He smiled, dropping his lips to hers in a soft kiss and she beamed at him.

“You don’t look so bad yourself.”

“Petunia.” she chuckled.

“Well I know they’re your favourites.” He said, gently taking it out surprised to see his hands were shaking. “Right or left.”

“You’re welcome babe.” He grinned and she leaned up to kiss him again. “So err, you wanna go. Your bag’s already in the car…and it’s almost 7 so…”

“Yeah, oh…Mom wanted a photo first. Your mom called her before demanding one so…”

Jake groaned “God she was crying when I left. Dad had to drag her back inside as she was waving the car away.”

Stella grinned “Well her baby’s all grown up.”

“Wouldn’t go that far.” He quipped and Stella shook her head with a laugh and headed for the door.

“Your dad would be so proud of you sweetheart.”

“Mom.” Stella sniffed a little and Jake bowed his head, turning to look at Rey who was also surprisingly emotional. He flashed her a little wink and she smiled back as Stella turned to him.

Julie and Rey waved them off as he reversed onto the street before they pulled away.

“Oh, before I forget who did you have in the sweepstake for starting the first fight?” Jake asked as he turned left at the top of her street.

“Simon Rogers.” Stella said.

“Rogers?” Jake frowned, “Seriously?”

“Disgusting!” he called out loudly, shaking his head. “Whoever that was should be ashamed of themselves.”

A few titters broke out across the hall and he spotted his Football coach smirking at him as he turned back to look at Stella who had her hand slapped over her forehead.

“You’re a fucking nightmare.” She hissed at him.

“Good luck with that!” John shot after him as the team laughed “Your Misssus is fuckin’ scary…”

“He just spilt his drink all over me, and not even a fucking apology!” she seethed.

“It was an accident!” Brad said, his voice loud.

“Fuck you!” Stella snarled and Jensen took a deep breath.

“Suppose not.” Brad mumbled.

“Cheers pal, I owe you.” Jensen slapped his back as he made a hasty retreat, letting the air out of his lungs as he walked.

“Well what do you know, they’re playing our song.” Jake grinned as he pulled Stella towards him.

“You’re an idiot…” she said as the song finished and morphed into something by the Backstreet Boys that Jensen couldn’t remember the name of.

“But I’m your idiot, doll.” He grinned and she gave a laugh cocking her head to one side, her arms sliding up round his neck.

“Yeah, yeah you are…”

“I’m not paying you.” He shook his head.

“Stop being a whiney bitch JJ.” She grinned and he shook his head again.

“I’ll buy you a Big Mac meal on the way home instead.”

Stella looked at him, considering his offer before she grinned “You do know that’s gonna cost you more than five bucks, right?”

Jake shrugged “You’re worth it.”

“Gee, thanks” she snorted.

Stella turned her head to look at him, and he noticed that her cheeks had flushed a little and she bit her lip shyly before she nodded.

“Yeah, ok.”

“And I supposed I deserved the punch he was going to give me for you being a mouthy brat.” Jensen looked at her as she shrugged, grinning.

“Yeah, how did you talk you way out of it anyway?” she asked, taking his hand as they walked down the drive towards the front door.

“Told him it was shark week.” Jake shrugged and Stella stopped dead.

“You did what?”

“You heard me, I blamed your little meltdown on hormones.”

“You are such an asshole!” Stella grit out through her teeth and Jake laughed, turning to face her.

"It was that or he punched me in the mouth, and let’s face it gorgeous, this-." he waved his hand in a circle round his face, finger pointing towards it"-is too good to ruin"

“You want a drink?” Jake asked and Stella turned to him, nodding.

“Yeah”

“A proper one?”

“Dur.”

“Don’t even think about it…” she read with a laugh “Fuck he knows us so well.”

He pulled two out, popped the lids and handed one to Stella. She took a huge pull and let out a groan.

“Not being able to legally drink until 21 sucks “she grumbled, “I mean how can we be old enough to join the army but not consume alcohol?”

“Maybe we should move to Europe babe.” He said as they both dropped onto the sofa. Stella snorted and then sighed.

“Seriously, the house is ours…and you brought me home early to watch TV?”

“What’s wrong?”

Jake looked at her, blinking in the dim light of the room and shook his head, jerking himself to his senses “Nothing, nothing at all.”

“Fuck, I love you Stel.” He muttered against her mouth.

“Love you too Jakey.” Her voice was punctuated by a gasp and he pulled back to look at her, her eyes shining.

“Stel, I know…I haven’t asked you if you wanna…you know…” he stumbled over his words and she smiled softly, and cut him off.

“Can we go upstairs?” he asked softly.

“Yeah…” she nodded.

His fingers paused on the clasp and he looked at her, remembering his sisters words and he kissed her again, his head pressing against hers.

“Please tell me you want this” he said, his voice a nervous plea.

“Yeah, yeah I do…” she nodded.

“Stell.” He whispered and she looked at him.

“What?”

“I'm nervous” he lightly chuckled. She smiled, and bit her lip.

“You ok?” she asked softly. Every muscle in his body was tense and she could clearly feel it as he lay over her.

"Stel, I'm not...I'm not gonna..." he started to explain, almost apologies even but she cut him off.

"It's ok,..." she nudged his nose with hers "Let me see you..."

Stella’s hands gently slid up his back, scratching at that spot on the nape of his neck, softly tangling in his hair.

"You ok, did I hurt you?" he asked, tilting his head to look at her.

"You'd never hurt me Jake."

“You’d never hurt me Jake…”

****

Once she was ready, Jake opened the door to the landing and she turned to face him. “Look, I know this was probably a one- time thing but…”

“No, that’s…” he said, stopping her, his voice loud enough to carry across the landing “I’d like to take you out. Do it properly next time?”

“Really?” Britney almost squealed and threw her arms round him. “That’s…yeah, I’d love that Jensen.”

“Great, I’ll call.” He smiled, leaning down to give her a peck on the lips. She pulled back, pinched his cheek and then headed for the elevator

“Didn’t know Mc Donald’s dealt in brunettes.” Stella said dryly, arching an eyebrow.

Jensen shrugged and grinned “Let’s just say it was a different kinda drive through…”

Stella wrinkled her nose “That’s gross.”

Could always just change your number?

No point…she knows where you live.

Move apartments?

Little dramatic, all things considered don’t you think?

Maybe you should give the girl a chance? I mean, after all, Stella’s taken one on Agent Dick Name…

Yeah. That was sensible, and she hadn’t been a bad lay after all.

With a decisive nod he pushed himself off the door and headed for the shower.

#too loose and you'll lose it #jake jensen #jake jensen x ofc #the losers #the losers fan fic

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whichstoodonrockyshores · 3 years

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Chapter Four

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Danny cooked for the first time in his life that night. It was a very simple vegetable stew, and he nearly cut off his fingers multiple times chopping the veggies, but it tasted alright. Vinnie liked it, and Danny didn’t think it was so bad. Vinnie suddenly ran up to him, a short time after dinner.

“Hey, Uncle Danny! Can you uh..read to me? Aunt Nancy and Uncle John never taught me how..”

They’d never taught the boy to read? God those..they’d definitely taught their own children, but Vinnie was too far, huh? Danny grumbled a little, but nodded, pulling out one of his books, Oliver Twist. He just had a lot of books, in general. His family was rich, after all. But at least he was humble, unlike..everyone else, essentially. Well, other than Hamish of course. He’d been reading this whole time, but was completely wrapped in his own head. He didn’t even realize Vinnie had fallen asleep by the time Danny had snapped out of it.

“Oh. Sorry Vinnie.” He muttered, more to himself than the sleeping child. He picked him up, gently carrying him to his new bed and laying him down, covering him with the blanket. Danny decided to quickly look in Vinnie’s closet, just to see something.

His suspicions were confirmed. The boys clothes were barely better than rags. They hadn’t been treating Vinnie well at all. He’d get new clothes for him in the morning. First, he had to go to sleep. He walked to his new room, laid down on the bed, and closed his eyes. He was locked in his thoughts again, thinking about..his wedding, this time. Lucy seemed nice and all, but..why did he need to do this? He wished arranged marriages could be done with, already..

But it’s not like he could tell anyone about his homosexuality. He didn’t want to be ostracized. Plus..it wasn’t like he could run off with the man he loved like Uncle Hamish. The man he loved lived..somewhere. Out West, still. Running from the law..that’s where Danny wanted to be. But he couldn’t leave his family. Not again. Even if he hated most of them, the ones he did love..they needed him. Especially because he had Vinnie now. He couldn’t bring a child so young into that life, he’d be an asshole if he did.

He rolled over, quickly going to sleep. He was pretty tired, anyways. He woke up very early that next morning, and started making breakfast for himself and Vinnie, putting the book they were reading the night before away. He yawned, cooking some breakfast stew. Ron had taught him how, when the gang was still together. It smelled really good. He quickly woke up Vinnie, and they sat down for breakfast.

“Uncle, do you know what we’re gonna do today?” Vinnie asked, as Danny nodded.

“Yeah, I do son. We’re gettin’ you some nice clothes.” Danny explained.

“Nice clothes? For me? You have the money for that?”

“Course I do! We’re rich! And your Aunt Nancy is rich too, she just don’t like you. Sorry to say.”

“..she don’t?” Vinnie said, a sad look coming into his eyes. Danny suddenly felt really bad for the kid.

“No. She don’t like you..and she didn’t like your Pa, either. When he was here, at least.”

“Where did Pa go? I was stayin’ with Mr. Milton and suddenly everyone was all sad and you weren’t here for a while..what happened?”

“..nothin’ good, son. I’ll tell you when you're older. Let’s go.” Danny and Vinnie both quickly finished their food, and went outside again. Danny took him to the shop, where they sold everything someone could need, including clothes. They also made a stop at the tailors, so they could have a suit fashioned for the wedding.

“Aw, that looks really nice on you!” The tailor said. It was no other than Danny’s cousin, Micheal Green. He had a lot of cousins, a lot of which were Green’s. Mainly because his Aunt Pauline had married into the family, but nevermind. It wasn’t super important.

“Thank you sir!” Vinnie said back, a big smile on his face. He looked very proud.

“You’re welcome, kid.” Micheal said back. After a few more adjustments, the suit was done. Vinnie, for a nine year old, looked very dapper. The two proudly walked out of the tailors, Vinnie still wearing his suit, tie, and nice shoes. Vinnie was hanging onto Danny’s pant leg, and eventually he just picked the boy up.

On his way home, he felt someone tap on his shoulder, shocking him. He nearly dropped Vinnie, and turned around, an annoyed look on his face.

“What is it-“ he started, before he saw who it was. It was Lucy. Oh crap-

“Sorry! Sorry for startling you, mister. I just wanted to say hi!” Lucy waved a little, and looked down at Vinnie, a confused look on her face. She still had that polite smile on her face.

“H..hi Lucy! It’s alright, yeah. You wanna come home with me? My Pa gave me a house recently, and we’ll be livin’ in it anyway..so..” Danny nervously laughed, and Vinnie leaned into his ear.

“Is that the lady you’re marryin’? You look embarrassed, Uncle.” He whispered. Well, whispered was one saw to put it, because anyone could hear him if they were listening. Danny was embarrassed, and his face flushed.

“Vinnie..” he muttered.

Lucy let out a small laugh. She nodded.

“Yes, I’d love to come over! You’re very kind, Danny.”

Danny smiled at her, and led her home, still carrying Vinnie. When they finally reached the porch, he put his nephew down. He quickly ran inside and went to his room, most likely to play with the few toys he had. Danny was also carrying a bag full of clothes, so he dropped them in with Vinnie, poking his head in the door.

“You put those away, you hear? Throw out your old ones, I’ll be talkin’ with Lucy.”

“Alright, Uncle. Thank you!”

“No problem, son.”

Danny went back to the living room, sitting down next to Lucy, who seemed to be examining the place. She let out a quiet sigh.

“This is a really nice place, Danny.” She said.

“Thank you.”

“Who was that little boy? I thought your father said you..didn’t have children?” She asked, a confused expression still on her face.

“That’s my nephew. My brother..died. Few years back, left the boy behind..my sister Nancy had him for a while but dropped him off with me yesterday. She didn’t seem to like the poor boy, anyhow.” He explained. Lucy put a hand on his back, in comfort, immediately making him freeze up. He didn’t know what to do, or what he was supposed to say.

“Oh, sorry..do you not like touching?” She asked, taking her hand off of him.

“No..I do..I think. I did.” He was a little weirded out. What happened..?

“It’s okay Danny.” There was a very awkward pause between them. “So, you were out West for a while, right? What was it like?” She asked, finally breaking the silence.

“..it was pretty. Lots of spiky pants..”

“Cacti?”

“Mhm! Cactus. They were pretty. And um..dust. Lots of it. I just thought it was pretty, you know.”

“That makes sense. If we ever have the technology to go back quickly, I’d love to visit.”

“Me too. My old friends still live out there. And..Ron..” Danny let out a happy sigh, his cheeks flushing just thinking about him.

“Who?” Oh crap, he already forgot she was here. He had to stop doing that, it was awkward.

“Oh! Um..Ron! He was my best..friend. Yeah.”

Lucy gave him a weird look, but nodded.

“I’m sure you miss him. I should be going now, though.”

“Thank you for the company, Lucy.”

“No problem, Danny. I’ll see you soon!”

Lucy quietly left the house, and Danny scooted further into his couch. He sighed. He didn’t want this. He laid down on his bed, face down, and just sobbed. He didn’t know what else to do at this point. He couldn’t escape it, and it was all closing in on him. He just wanted to run away into the woods and never be seen again. He clutched his pillow, eventually tiring himself out as he passed out, tears still slowly running down his cheeks.

#ocs #my ocs #danny #lucy #vincent peachy #the peachy's #the green's #the blackwell's

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Us, November 2

You can buy a copy of this issue for your very own at my eBay store: https://www.ebay.com/str/bradentonbooks

Cover: Valerie Bertinelli’s untold story -- secrets of her marriage to Eddie Van Halen

Page 1: First Look -- Julianne Hough strolling in Los Angeles

Page 2: Red Carpet -- Joey King

Page 4: Who Wore It Best? Rainey Qualley vs. Suki Waterhouse, Jeannie Mai vs. Hannah Ann Sluss

Page 6: Loose Talk -- Armie Hammer on his decision to work in construction during quarantine, Khloe Kardashian poking fun at her transformation, Gwyneth Paltrow on her onscreen makeouts with Avengers costar Robert Downey Jr., Miley Cyrus on how her godmother Dolly Parton still uses fax machines, Patrick Dempsey on how Grey’s Anatomy prepared him for the pandemic

Page 8: Contents

Page 10: Hot Pics -- Queen Elizabeth made her first royal engagement since the start of the pandemic at the Defence Science and Technology Laboratory with grandson Prince William, Duchess Kate visited the Institute of Reproductive and Developmental Biology in London

Page 12: Jennifer Lopez and Alex Rodriguez head out for a date night in West Hollywood, Robert Pattinson and Zoe Kravitz get into character as Bruce Wayne and Selina Kyle on the set of The Batman in Liverpool, Rob Lowe at the beach in Santa Barbara, pregnant Jessica Hart and boyfriend James Kirkham on their babymoon in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico

Page 14: Heidi Pratt and Spencer Pratt visit a pumpkin patch with their son Gunner, Tan France, Taryn Manning with Gita the personal motorized robot

Page 17: Billboard Music Awards -- Sia, Post Malone, Kelly Clarkson, Lil Nas X, Lizzo, Billie Eilish

Page 18: Back to Nature -- celebs ditch the city for the great outdoors -- Naomi Watts paddles through placid waters in Canada, Lady Gaga goes rockclimbing, Nina Dobrev reading Eckhart Tolle’s The Power of Now Journal

Page 19: Florence Pugh taking a hike with her dog, James Van Der Beek and wife Kimberly with their five kids visit the Grand Canyon

Page 20: In the Zone -- stars show their team spirit -- Florida native Kelley Flanagan who is a Dolphins fan and boyfriend Peter Weber who is a Seahawks fan in Miami, Seattle Seahawks quarterback Russell Wilson has his own group of cheerleaders from home in wife Ciara and stepson Future and kids Sienna and Win, Houston Texan Jonathan Owen’s biggest fan is girlfriend Simone Biles in Houston, Danny Trejo and his furry crew of dogs watch his favorite team the Los Angeles Rams beat the Dallas Cowboys

Page 23: Stars They’re Just Like Us -- Charles Barkley gets a temperature check, Molly Shannon rides a bike, Jaimie Alexander rides the train, Vinny Guadagnino dines out

Page 24: Love Lives -- John Cena and Shay Shariatzadeh are married

Page 25: Kendall Jenner and Devin Booker have been together five months but they are just having fun, Kristin Cavallari moving on with Jeff Dye

Page 26: Hot Hollywood -- Kim Kardashian West is looking forward to her 40s and feels ready to take on the world

Page 27: Ex-royal Meghan Markle is sporting a seriously expensive and daring look in a new photo with Prince Harry -- in the back-and-white shot taken in celebration of their special edition of Time100 Talks Meghan wore a $382,300 ensemble featuring a $2800 Alexander McQueen suit that she accessorized with a $23,000 Cartier watch that was once owned by Princess Diana and a $6500 Cartier love bracelet and her $350,000 engagement ring while Harry kept it casual in a dapper suit without a tie, for nearly two decades Simon Newton was a bodyguard for big stars like Michael Jackson and Bella Hadid and Kendall Jenner but now he’s making a career change because working with all those people has inspired him to become an actor and he’s already got parts in two movie roles next year

Page 28: A Day in the Life -- Erin Andrews

Page 30: Cover Story -- Valerie Bertinelli -- I’m a survivor -- as she mourns the loss of her late ex-husband Eddie Van Halen the beloved star is reflecting on the highs and lows of her storied life

Page 34: Jessica Alba’s fit philosophy -- find out Jessica’s tips for looking and feeling amazing

Page 36: The Affair -- what really happened between Dominic West and Lily James and whether or not the actor’s wife has forgiven him

Page 40: Entertainment

Page 46: Fashion Police -- Tyler the Creator, Sarah Jessica Parker, Natalia Vodianova

Page 47: Alicia Vikander, Alan Bersten, Ashley Roberts

Page 48: 25 Things You Don’t Know About Me -- Emma Kenney

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joscarlz · 5 years

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Vinny? It’s Nutts

HABIT? Disassociating

Evan? In questionable circumstances

Jeff? Looking dapper

Dr. Corenthal? Adopting everybody

Slenderman? Slenderman.

#everymanhybrid #emh

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ilovemesomevincentprice · 1 year

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I need a moment to appreciate this man. 👁️ 👄 👁️

Vincent Price - Diary of a Madman (1963)

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maleandstyle · 4 years

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silkbridal · 4 years

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Cristina & Vincent

Happy Friday! Today we introduce you to a couple with one of the sweetest love stories to date. Meet Cristina & Vincent VanAuker. They were married August 3rd, 2019 at The Arbor at The Port in downtown Rochester. Cristina wore one of our all-time favorite gowns, Imelda, from Pronovias Privée, a lace trumpet style gown adorned with crystal embellishments at the chest and romantic ( & deattachable!) off the shoulder sleeves. The Vanaukers were photographed by CR Photos with videography by Captivate Media . Florals by IDO Wedding Flowers. Follow their sweet story below and get a behind the scenes look at their amazing day.

“It was a typical Saturday afternoon, I was leaving the salon (late) and on my way to my best friends daughter, Eva’s ‘First Birthday Party’ (late) and managed to capture a speeding ticket on the way.

The birthday girl was holstered to my hip and ‘UNCLE VIN’ seemingly came out of no where. He obviously had to say hello to the birthday girl and the “shiny blonde-haired girl” that he’s never seen before holding his baby cousin and thought “she must be a cousin i’ve never met before”.

Little did I know, I was racing (worth that speeding ticket) to meet my soulmate that day.

Vinnie had JUST moved back from California. We always heard of each other through out the years and at Eva’s party we finally met for the first time.

Vinnie and I instantly connected so deeply and have been together since that day!

Hmm, our first date was kinda’ a double date that turned into a triple date. Vinnie and I met Amanda and Rocky (Eva’s parents) at Char Steak & Lounge. His brother, Sean and Heather joined and we had such a fun evening.

Our first date, just us, was at California’ Rollin’. We’re big sushi people and wanted to be by the water, who knew we we’re sitting right in-front of our wedding venue! We love it over there and visit frequently in the summer!

Who said ‘I love you first’?

Vincent!

How did you know he was “the one”

Vin says it best.

Remember when were kids and the adults always said “ when you know, you’ll just know”?

Him and I both were kinda like, “yeah, yeah but like HOW do you know?”

Honestly, it’s as simple as that, when you meet someone and they’re the person you’re supposed to be with your soul is kinda just like, “Oh hey, there you are! Where ya been?!”

When we met, our relationship and our connection is like nothing we’ve ever experienced before.

When you know, you truly know!

Location/Proposal Story

This one is fun!

I’ll try to keep it as short as possible!

Vinnie was turning the big 30 in November of 2018. If you know my Husband, you know he’s one to constantly think and do for others. He’s generous, caring, thoughtful and so much more. It’s also pretty impossible to surprise him. I wanted a night to simple honor HIM (without him knowing).I began planning a SURPRISE ‘Frank + the Rat Pack’ themed party for him.

Our buddy, Jay Marker from Spectrum Sounds would be on the beats playing all of the Sinatra inspired tunes as well as Terrence Bruce on the saxophone. Our friend, Denali Simone would be photographing as well as our friend Jake Levin (Captivate Media) filming the night. I rented that cool, rustic barn in Henrietta, NY that would suit the theme, vibe and ambiance all too perfectly.

Yes, I was going ALL out.

Vin was searching the perfect time to propose.

He didn’t let many people know, that he was soon proposing. He wanted it to be a complete surprise to me, of course. His brother, Sean and his wife, Heather were two of those few people that knew. They called Vin one day and shared that I was planning something phenomonal for his up-coming 30th birthday and that I was confident Vincent knew NOTHING about any of it. Sean and Heather shared nothing about the event except that our entire family would be there, all of our closest friends and that a photographer/videographer would be capturing the entire evening. They had hoped Vin wouldn’t think it’d be a terrible idea and potentially ruin the entire surprise for him.

“SOLD, BOOK IT, PERFECT, BRILLIANT. She’ll NEVER know that I know” said Vin.

It’s actually pretty hysterical - I had essentially been lying to him for WEEKS - and obviously he had been doing the same to me, he went along with everything I was saying!

The best part was when I was gone the entire day “setting up, preparing and decorating”, he kept offering his help, asking when I’d be home, etc. The whole time, I prepped him to believe we were attending our friends parents “Gatsby” themed anniversary party - which totally suits the couple, by the way. I had a fake invitation and everything!

I was 100% convinced that he knew NOTHING about his surprise birthday party.

We got dressed in our Rat Pack inspired outfits, looking dapper as ever.

Vinnie was playing literally ALL of “our” songs on our way to the party (I never put two and two together). Probably because I was anxious and wanted everything to be perfect for him!

Little did I know, he was feeling the SAME EXACT WAY.

We entered Vin’s birthday party, it was like something out of a movie. Everyone shouted “SURPRISE”, Sinatra and the Sax were blasting, and Vin played out a perfect “surprise” reaction. Even though he knew about the party, I still believe he was a little shocked. With the extent of the detail, the theme, the decor, the photos, the friends, the family, how incredible everyone looked, etc. “I really freaking got him, I did it!“ I thought. He was in tears. That probably had to do with the fact that he was about to ask the most important person to him, the biggest question of his life. I remember proudly saying to Sean, “ we freakin’ got him, dude! ”

After saying hello to our friends and family, Vin grabbed the mic to give a thank you speech (not out of the ordinary). Vinnie is a phenomenal public speaker. As soon as he grabbed that mic, I was front row and dialed in - I always love hearing him speak. He began talking about his “20’s goals” (I know what his goals are) and I couldn’t help but think, “there is absolutely no way he is about to propose, he thought we were coming to Maureen and Christians party, he wouldn’t have brought a ring here!”.

Low and be hold, that incredible speech turned into the most beautiful moment of our lives, our Forever! I felt like I was in one of them dreams where you couldn’t move, speak, nothing. Shocked is an understatement. I think before I blubbered “YES”, I asked him if he knew the whole time!

It. Was. Absolutely. Perfect!

Vinnie turned his moment into ours.

Oh, he also had my best friend Jeavanna, who lives in Florida fly down. She was hiding upstairs (for only about three hours in the pitch black) and seemingly popped out of no where shortly after Vinnie proposed.

His 30th birthday party quickly became our engagement party. Surrounded by our closest friends, our family, good music. It was the best night ever!

A real life fairy-tale, they do exist, y’all.

We asked Cristina about how she knew her dress was “the one”: I always knew I wanted to go dress shopping for the first time by my self.My Mother passed away in September of 2013. I live daily knowing she’s always with me. Vincent and I believe she guided us to one another. I went by myself because I felt like it was just her and I going. That was special to me...

“... I always knew I wanted to go to Silk. I had no intentions or ambitions of going anywhere else. I picked out a bunch of dresses. I was trying on probably my 12th dress, I got about half way in it and began to say out loud, “this looks really similar to Heathers dress!” (My sister in law, Heather, is also a Silk Bride) Kendra looked at the tag and immediately said, “you’re right, it is Heather’s dress!” We can’t have the same dress, I thought and I threw it (gently) off me! Kendra seemingly grabbed a dress (I still don’t know where she got it from) that I did not see anywhere. It looked amazing while she was holding it, and I thought why not! I put it on and immediately knew it was the one! Yes, I believe my Mom did that, too! My dress was designed by Pronovias and with Fatima’s touch, it fit me like a glove. It’s like it was made for me. I truly felt like Cinderella in it on our wedding day”.

On one of her favorite memories from their wedding day: “My bridal party as well as my father, my brothers and my nephew joined me in visiting my Mom before we arrived to our wedding venue. That was special...

...It was important to Vinnie and I to have her present in our day. There were photos of her everywhere. She had her own chair at the ceremony and at the reception.”

Also, we truly love how much FUN everyone had. The dance floor remained full the entire night. That was pretty awesome. Our guests STILL reach out to us about it!

What are you most looking forward to in married life

August 2020 will be a year married and everyday has been amazing.

This year, we became Godparents together and welcomed our Godson to the world.

We look forward to grow and enjoy this beautiful life.

We look forward to creating and building a family of our own.

Ultimately, being healthy and living this journey together as Husband and Wife is absolutely everything, we couldn’t ask for more.

We are truly Blessed.

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