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slasher-key · 1 year

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I’m Right Here (Jack Thurlowe)

Pairing: Jack Thurlowe x GN!!Reader

Warnings: 420 friendly, profanity of course

You and Jack have been friends for a while now you met him through Shanda. When Jack comes back to town after his parent’s death he starts to fall apart which leads to you and Shanda worrying about him all the time . But this time Shanda went on a date with Crystal and she isn’t very close she can’t make it to jack. But you live down the street from Jack’s old house and decided to go and help him.

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“Y/n can you please go check up on Jack? I’m on a date with Crystal right now, and he hasn’t answered my calls.” Jack has been having a pretty hard time since his parents passed, He says he’s fine but we can see right past it. Shanda and I have been trying our best to be there for him, but when you suddenly loose people that you love it can change you. “Yeah of course I can.” I reply, quickly hanging up on Shanda and getting myself together.

I make it to Jacks house in less than 5 minutes. Banging on the door I yell his name. It takes me a couple more knocks and yells of his name, until I realize that the door is unlocked. I walk into the house locking the door behind me. I call for him and there is no response, I run upstairs toward his room. Bursting through the door. Jack jumps up from his bed with a scared look on his face. “what the hell y/n” He says, looking at me as if I was crazy. “Shanda was worried about you. You weren’t answering your phone, and then I was worried because you didn’t answer the door, why didn’t you answer the door?.” I ask, rambling breathlessly from running up the stairs. “Well I’m fine okay, you both can calm the fuck down now. And I was listening to music I couldn’t hear the door.” He replies. I let out a loud sigh releasing all of the stress. I flop onto Jack’s bed staring at the ceiling. “You know you both don’t have to worry about me so much, right?” He asks, starting to roll up a blunt. “I know, but we just want to make sure you’re okay. You have been acting like what happened didn’t happen.” I reply, sitting up on the bed. “Well I’m fine so stop treating me like a child.” He finishes rolling and looks over to me. “So you wanna continue to finish worrying, or you wanna help me smoke this?” He asks. I playfully snatch the blunt from his hand, and pulling out a lighter.

Jack and I lay on his bed for what felt like hours, high off our asses. We lied there in comfortable silence for a while until Jack broke it. “Y/n what would I do without you?” He asks, it was more of a statement than a question. “I don’t know, Jack you tell me” I replied, laughing a little waiting for his reply. “I would only have one friend left.” he replies, slightly chuckling at his joke. “Oh fuck off, you know you love me Jack.” “Yeah I do” The room goes silent once again.

“Jack you know I’ll always be here for you right?” I ask breaking the silence between us. “Can you not blow my high with your lovey dovey shit?” he replies. “Oh fuck off, weren’t you the one that just said that corny ass “yes I do” line after I said you love me?” I replied, throwing a pillow at him. “ well probably because I do love you, but we don’t have to keep saying it.” he says, “okay fine we can love each other in silence.” I reply, laying my head on his shoulder. He gives me a small kiss on my head before we both doze off in his bed.

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This one is a little short but, I hope you enjoy. Thank You for reading <3 <3 <3

#rory culkin #rory culkin fanfic #rory culkin imagine #rory culkin oneshot #rory culkin x reader #jack goes home #jackthrulowe #jack thurlowe x reader

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icarus-star · 4 months

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MODERN JACK MODERN JACK MODERN JACK MODERN JACK MODERN JACK MODERN JACK MODERN JACK MODERN JACK MODERN JACK MODERN JACK MODERN JACK MODERN JACK MODERN JACK MODERN JACK MODERN JACK

https://soundgasm.net/u/MewMeow_VA/M4A-Please-Be-Good-While-Im-On-This-Call-Okay-MSub-Established-Relationship-BFE-Good-Boy-Desk-Pet-Hold-the-Moan-Risky-Handjob-Toys-Edging-Overstim-Blowjob-Anal-Fingering-Multiple-Speaker-Orgasms

Covid!era modern jack thurlow that would ABSOLUTELY have this happen to him while on a mandatory meeting with his “annoying-ass poser coworkers”

HNGGG SUBBY JACK??? GODDDD.

i've never cared for subby jack until now i'm literally going crazy hhhh.

#imagine that... with mean jack #oh fuck #jack thurlow #jack goes home #rory culkin jack goes home #rory culkin x reader #rory culkin smut #☆arties inbox

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iiheartsai · 3 months

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thinking about calling your bf jack while you’re getting yourself off and moaning his name into the phone while he’s at his stupid big boy job

#sai speaks #:3 #hours #jack thurlow #love when he’s all serious #imagine getting him all flustered!!!

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thatsthewrongwallcraig · 11 months

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3A.M.

Summary: Summer in Colorado is humid, sticky and uncomfortably hot. There's barely any comfortable time of day to give your boyfriend what he's been craving so much.

Pairing: Jack Thurlow × fem!Reader

Content Warnings: Explicit Smut (18+!), Absolutely No Plot Just Porn, Heavy Mommy Kink, Hand Job, Fingering, Jack Being A Moaning and Whimpering Mess, Finger Sucking, Cum Eating, Pet Names, Praise Kink, Begging

Word Count: ~1k

A/N: I don't know either, okay? I've been having Jack Thurlow brain rot for weeks now and this here somehow just came out of my fingertips in an hour.

"P-please..." The word fell from his shaky lips in a high-pitched plea.

Jack's forehead was pressed to your temple and his hot breath hitting your slightly sweaty cheek with every raggedy breath of his.

Above the two of you, the whirring of a ceiling fan, trying to move the thick air around at least a bit.

"Please, what?" You asked in a saccharine-sweet whisper, the palm of your hand carefully wrapped around the nearly purple tip of his twitching cock.

You moved your hand in circling motions around it, not just yet allowing him the sensation of up and down strokes.

"Please, mommy, I...", It rolled over Jack's tongue in a raspy moan, "Wanna be a good boy for mommy, please.."

You noticed one of his hands, with its slender fingers reaching out and gliding over the curve of your thigh towards your lacey slip.

"C-can I touch you? Pretty please, mommy."

"Oh, you're so eager to be a good boy, huh?" For a brief moment you increased the pace of you toying with his rock-hard cock and Jack's breathing hitched.

"You may..." By the second you had uttered the words, Jack's fingers went straight for your thoroughly soaked slip, pushing the thin lace to the side to dip his fingertips between your slik-coated folds.

Although he acted quickly, his touches were gentle and considerate because he knew you liked it that way, sensual and attentive. You felt his nimble fingertips playing around your aching clit, setting your body on fire within seconds.

"Does..does that feel good?" He asked, his voice rendered into a needy mewl right as you started stroking him up and down, your lubed-up hand filling the humid air with squelching sounds, skin slapping against skin.

"You're such a good boy for me, Jack." It fell from your mouth in a choked back moan.

"Am I, mommy?" You could hear how much he was blushing, this kind of praise always did something to him, turned his mind all empty.

"Such a good little fucktoy for mommy, yeah.." You reciprocated, subconsciously jutting your hips against his fingers, riding them towards a rapidly building climax.

"You're going to make mommy come soon, Jack. Fuck..." You bit your bottom lip to hold back a flood of breathless moans.

Motivated by that, he let his fingers draw tight circles around your sensitive clit, caressing it with their touch and sending jolts of rising pleasure throughout your body.

It really didn't took much more than that for you to trip over the edge, arousal and desire almost becoming too much for a split second before the tight coil of lust in your lower body snapped and delicious waves of orgasmic pleasure crashed through you. Your body convulsed next to his in nearly 3 weeks of heat-induced abstinence for the both of you.

"Good god....fuck...Jack..", You cussed out in heavy pants, the sensation only slowly calming down, "Such a good fucking boy..."

You inhaled sharply. Your release had been overdue for so long now that you could try and imagine just how hard Jack's cock must've been throbbing at times.

" 'M gonna reward my best boy for that, yeah." While one hand of yours stroke him from tip to shaft, the other one wandered between your thighs, wetting your fingers with the slick of your release, coating them with a warm, sticky layer before raising them back up towards Jack's lips.

"Open up..." You demanded in a soft voice and so he did.

He parted his plush, pink lips ever so slightly, granting entrance for your fingers. Carefully, as to not gag him, you shoved your fingertips into his mouth over his tongue, spreading your cum as his very personal treat from you.

As soon as the taste washed around in his mouth, Jack started sucking on your fingers gently, drinking it all up.

"Look at you...", You chuckled looking at him through half-lidded eyes, not stopping to jerk him off, "Such a perfect boy for mommy, no?"

He simply nodded, a low moan vibrating around your fingers as you felt him getting harder in your touch.

"Do you want me to let you cum, too, huh?"

"Please...please..." Jack whimpered in return.

"Beg me. I wanna hear you beg for it, baby."

A desperate mewl fell from his lips and it was obvious to you just how much he needed to hold himself back to not just cum right there and then already.

"Please, mommy, I beg you...please, I wanna cum too. Need it so much, mommy!"

For a few seconds you didn't answer, letting him dangle there in the unknowing, administering a few more languid strokes before you leaned in a little closer and said: "Then cum for me, baby. It's okay."

With that Jack practically erupted in your grasp, his cock twitching inside of your palm and white-hot spurts of his seed painting your belly and thighs. A surprisingly guttural growl ripped itself out of the depths of his lungs as he came, his body twitching and his fingers clawing on to you for support.

"Such a perfect boy..." You panted in his hairline, smiling to yourself as you withdrew your fingers from his mouth.

#jack thurlow #jack goes home #Jack Thurlow x Reader #Jack Thurlow × You #jack thurlow x fem!reader #rory culkin

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444rockstargf · 8 months

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jack thurlow missing you? rubbing himself all over your side of the bed, smelling your clothes, just makin a huge mess of himself bc you were away for work n he didn’t wanna call n bother you :(

such a perfect ask omg

"think i'll miss you forever." | jack thurlow

summertime sadness. - lana del rey

✮⋆˙ [tags] @faesucksass @lustkillers @mayathepsychic1999 @josibunn @si1nful-symph0ny @livingdead-materialgirl@romanroyapoligist@ohyams-25 @oliviah-25 @si1nful-symph0ny @auggiethecreator @vanlisbon

female!reader x jack

word count: 906

contents: masturbation (m), use of vibrator

no matter what he did, he just couldn’t get you out of his head. he’d spent countless hours tossing and turning in bed, wishing that he could hold you until sleep came on its own, just as he usually did. being deprived of you for so long was clearly getting to him, nearly driving him to insanity.

every thought that ran through his mind was about you. he imagined you sitting on the bed beside him, wearing that tiny little nightgown of yours. you always had some novel in hand, flipping through the pages as he kept his arms wrapped around your waist. your presence alone was enough to put his mind into a state of calmness.

you were always with him at night. from laying down on top of him to stroking his soft hair while he whispered sweet little things into your ear. he stared up at the ceiling, wondering when this lonely night would come to an end. he turned his head to the side, seeing your side of the bed empty. he sluggishly rolled over, now resting his head on your pillow.

he put his face down into it, draining every last bit of your sweet scent out of it. he groaned softly, turning to look at your bedside drawer. it held some of your jewellery, makeup, and little trinkets that jack had given you. every item made his heart ache for you even more. he scooted off the bed, reaching for the handle of the bottom drawer, knowing exactly what contents it held.

he swiftly opened it, instantly being greeted by the sight of your hot pink vibrator along with all the other toys you enjoyed using. he picked it up and ran a fingertip down the control buttons. he brought it to his ear and shook it, hearing that there were no batteries inside. he stood up and entered the bathroom, taking two batteries from his toothbrush and putting them into the toy.

he made his way back to the bed, not having a clue what to do with himself. his eyes were glued to the object in his hand, wondering how many times you had used it when he wasn’t around to make you feel good. an image ran through his mind, one of you stripped down on the bed, legs spread and head thrown back as you used the toy to feed the growing desire in your soul.

he felt a familiar twitch in his pants as the image filled his head. he was perched on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the toy. he was conflicted. desperation began to fill the empty void in his mind as he felt blood rushing through the veins of his touch-deprived cock. with a sigh, he stood up and turned back to your drawer, grabbing your favourite panties from it.

he sat back on the bed, allowing thoughts of you to flood his brain. he looked at his sweatpants, watching the way his bulge strained against the soft fabric. he groaned softly as he placed a hand on it, palming himself gently. this was the most gentle he had ever been during any sexual acts.

he freed his cock from the clothed prison, seeing the way it eagerly sprung out. without a second thought, he switched on the vibrator and connected it to his tip, instantly feeling an electric jolt shoot through his body. he gasped as the vibrations travelled down his length. he wrapped your panties around his girth and quickly pumped his hand up and down as the vibrator took care of his tip.

he vigorously pumped his needy cock, his tip already leaking with small drops of precum. he thought of all the nights that he had your head buried in his pillow while he roughly pounded into you from behind, all the times you knelt on the ground in front of him and sucked him off and every time you rode him, his cock fitting so perfectly into your tight little cunt.

he pumped himself faster, his balls coming into contact with the base of his fist several times. he began dragging the end of the vibrator up and down his throbbing length, getting his slick all over your panties. he felt his balls tightening up as they burned from the cum that was about to erupt from him.

he couldn’t keep his noises to himself, slurring out your name as he felt that powerful wave washing over him. the orgasm hit like a ton of bricks, cum shooting out and getting all over his hand. he twitched as he continued milking himself past the orgasm, eager to get every last drop out.

he flicked off the vibrator and tossed it to the side, looking at the mess he had made. your panties were completely ruined, and the bedsheets were soaked. jack panted heavily as he came down from his high, feeling worn out after such a powerful climax. he held the panties in his hands, not wanting to let go of the only piece of you he had at the moment.

he tucked his softening cock back into his pants and wrapped himself with the clean side of the blanket, finally feeling worn out enough to doze off. he grabbed your pillow and held it close to him, the smell of it filling his mind with the fake sense that you were really there.

author's note: thank you so much for the jack request! it rlly has been a while

#rory culkin #rory culkin smut #jack goes home #jack thurlow #jack thurlow x reader #jack thurlow smut #lana del rey #444rockstargf

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angelsnkisses · 10 months

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Cooling Off ♡ - Jack Thurlow x fem!reader

‼️ NSFW - MDNI ‼️

Summary: You find yourself in an extremely uncomfortable situation when your air conditioner breaks.. but Jack has a solution in mind.

warnings: dom!jack, sub!fem!reader, very brief mentions of marijuana, temperature play, slight bondage (hands tied), oral (fem receiving), unprotected sex, creampie.

A/N: guys when i tell you i got carried away i mean it, this is much, much longer than i intended it to be. they pretty much immediately get into the smutty stuff so fair warning :). enjoy!

💟 smut below the cut 💟

You groaned, fanning yourself desperately with your folder as you tried to focus on your work. This project had a deadline, and you were determined to get it in before then. It was just so hard to focus with the goddamn heat.

Moving to California had it's perks. You could smoke weed without much worry, enjoy the sunshine, go to the beach.. but god, the heat was never ending.

It was never much of a problem, however. You could always just stay inside, only going out when you went to work, hung out with your friends, or on a date with your boyfriend. Even then, it was almost always indoors.

So, you can imagine your disappointment when you woke up that morning covered in sweat, only to realize your AC had broken overnight. Jack tried to fix it, but you both agreed you needed to call someone instead.

Until then, you were stuck in the heat, much to your despair.

"Hey, I brought you some water," Jack's voice said, breaking your train of thought. You looked up from your computer, slowly shutting it and setting it on the bed next to you. "Oh, thank you. What time are those repairmen coming? I forgot."

"At 4.. so about two hours," he responded. He sat on the edge of the bed, a hand resting on your leg as he passed you the glass. You took a swig, sighing as the ice cubes clinked around the glass. It was such a relief, having something cold in the stuffy room. You set it on the nightstand, focusing your attention on him.

"Good, I'm melting. Like, actually melting," you whined, making him crack a smile. "I know, baby. It'll be all fixed up soon," he promised, leaning down and pressing a kiss to your lips sweetly. You took in a deep breath, kissing him back immediately. A hand fell on his chest, resting against the muscled surface. You could feel his heartbeat picking up subtly, making you smile into the kiss.

"I love this outfit on you," he muttered against your lips, his hand snaking up your leg to toy with the fabric around your thighs. It was hot enough that you had to wear next to nothing, clad with just Jack's boxers and a cropped black tank top. His outfit was just as scare, nothing but baggy sweats hanging low on his waist, leaving his torso visible. His long, soft hair was pulled back into a bun, and he looked delicious.

"Mm.." you hummed, pulling back. "Thank you."

He nodded, gaze flickering between your eyes and your lips. "Y'know.. I have an idea that might cool you off," he murmured, piquing your interest. You were into anything that could involve relief from the sweltering feeling on your skin.

"Yeah? Well I'm all ears, then," you replied, sitting up a little and leaning back against the headboard. He looked at you with adoring eyes.

"Do you trust me?" he asked, standing up slowly. You were confused by the question, but still answered without hesitation. "Of course I trust you.." you answered, a little nervous now.

"Hm.. good," he walked over to your shared dresser, rummaging through the top drawer and pulling out one of his ties. You looked at it quizzically when he walked back to you, an eyebrow raising.

"Uh.. I don't understand," you said quietly, and he just looked at you almost guiltily for a second. He looked more nervous than you did.

"I wanna tie your hands up, is that okay?" he asked suddenly. You stared at him for a solid few seconds before speaking, completely taken aback.

"M-my hands?" you repeated, and he nodded. "Mhmm, we don't have to. Just a thought," he assured you.

You think about it for a minute, weirdly turned on despite your mind telling you this foreign request was scary. How could it be scary? You thought to yourself. It's just Jack, the love of your fucking life.. he would never hurt you.

"Okay, sure. Just.. stop if I ask you to, okay?"

"Of course, baby. Just say the word, and I'll untie you. I promise," he said genuinely, holding up his pinky. You giggled, but still locked yours with it.

He chuckled quietly before leaning down, tugging at your tank top. "Take this off.. your bra, too," he whispered, seriousness beginning to leak into his tone. You fought back a smile. It was so cute when he got all stern with you.

You pulled your shirt over your head and let it drop to the floor, pretending you didn't hear the heavy breath Jack released. You took your time on the bra, slowly unclipping the brackets before pulling it off yourself.

He groaned under his breath when your chest was exposed for him to see, a noticeable bulge forming in his sweats. He stared at you with hungry eyes, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Good girl.. now put your wrists together and hold them to the bedframe. Yes, just like that," he encouraged, watching you scoot down a bit, doing as he said. He leaned over you, carefully tying up your hands with his tie.

"Hmm.. good. You ready, baby?" he asked quietly. You bit your lip eagerly, excited to see what he had planned for you. "Yeah.." you confirmed. He smiled at your willingness, leaning forward and pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, one last act of gentleness before he began.

"Hold still, keep your eyes on me," he said, reaching towards the nightstand. You watched as he dipped his fingers in your glass of water, pulling out one of the clear cubes.

You were about to ask what he was doing, when he pressed the cube to your sternum, a hiss leaving your lips. The cold took you off guard, but the second you adjusted to it, the relief was insane.

"Oh, fuck.. that's nice," you mumbled, your eyes fluttering shut as you relish in the feeling of something cold on your hot skin. You yelped when a hand smacked your thigh, your eyes shooting back open.

"I told you to keep your eyes on me," he reminded you, beginning to move the ice down. He ran it over your stomach, your hips, all the way down to your lower abdomen. You sighed when he moved it back up towards your chest, the feeling becoming better and better.

A lewd noise left your lips when he moved the cube across your chest, wet heat pooling between your legs. You whimpered softly, squirming under him. He smiled at the sound, repeating his actions.

"So pretty.. does that feel better? Hmm?" he cooed, his free hand beginning to pull down the boxers on your waist. He tugged them down your legs, tossing them onto the floor with your shirt. You just hummed affirmatively, unable to put together words as he pressed the cube down on your sensitive skin.

The cube he was holding eventually melted, and he leaned forward to retrieve another one. This time, however, he scooted himself down, parting your legs and groaning quietly.

"Shit, you're so fucking wet.. I've barely even started, honey," he teased, leaning forward to press a kiss to your inner thigh. He began running the cube along your mound, a low moan slipping from your lips as you tried to close your legs.

"Ah, ah.. keep them open, or I'll leave you tied up while you watch me get off," he threatened, your face turning bright red. He was being so dominant today, and it was insanely hot to watch.

"Y-yes, sir," you whined, your words going straight to his dick. You knew exactly how to get to him, and vice versa. He watched your face for a moment before his focus went back to his task, moving the ice cube farther down.

You jerked involuntarily when he pressed the cube gently against your throbbing clit, a low mewl escaping your lungs as you tugged against your restraints. You struggled to keep your eyes on him as he ran the cube up and down your heated middle, the ice melting faster now.

He continued his torture until the cube melted away, leaving you breathless. He pressed a small kiss to your clit, humming.

"See? That wasn't so bad.." he murmured. You breath out a heavy sigh, wishing you could touch him. The anticipation was killing you.

"Please j- oh!" you were cut off, his tongue licking a bold stripe up your aching cunt. He made a noise against you, the vibrations making your head spin. And just like that, you were burning hot all over again. He gripped your thighs tightly, his tongue moving slowly over you. You moaned lowly when his nose pressed against your clit, your mind foggy.

He was going nuts, eating you out like a starved man. You couldn't stop making loud, pleasured noises, tugging at the restraints to no avail. Even the sight of him with his head buried between your thighs was enough to make you whine, wishing you could reach down and touch him.

"Oh my god.. fuck, I'm gonna cum," you frantically speak, trying to squirm away from him. He tightens his grip on your legs, ignoring your warnings as he moaned against you. That was enough to tip you over the edge, the tight knot in your stomach snapping as your orgasm washed over you. Your legs shook involuntarily, your wrists red from pulling on the restraining fabric.

He pulled back, his mouth covered in your slick and a broad grin on his face. He licked his lips slowly, your chest heaving as you tried to catch your breath. "That was so hot," he said proudly, your face turning red as you breathed out an embarrassed whine. He snickered, leaning down and pressing a kiss to your lips. You kissed him back, the taste of yourself on his lips making your heart skip a beat.

"You did so good, baby. I'm gonna take this off.." he started, working to untie your wrists. He tossed the tie to the side, pulling your hands up and pressing a kiss to each of your inflamed wrists. He leaned down, burying his face in your neck and moving onto the bed so he was hovering over you. "..and then I'm gonna fuck you, angel," he purred against your neck, goosebumps erupting across your body.

"Please do," you begged, feeling his lips pressing along the skin of your neck, down to your shoulder. He hummed, sitting up with hooded eyes. You watched as he stood, kicked off his sweatpants, then settled back between your legs. He lined up with you, leaning down to start kissing you sweetly. While he had you distracted, he pushed in slowly, your lips parting as a pained moan sounded from your throat.

"I know, I know. I'm sorry," he muttered, trailing his kisses down to your throat. You winced as he pushed in inch by painful inch, until he was completely buried inside you. It took a minute, but your walls eventually relaxed around him. He sat back on his knees, staying inside you as he looked down at your heated face.

"Can I move?" he asked, pulling out slowly when you gave him a desperate look. "Y-yes," you gasped, his lips twitching into a smile. He held your hips tight, beginning to push in and out of you at a slow, steady pace. Your head fell back against the pillows as you moaned lowly. your hands rested on his, loving how he held you with such a bruising grip.

"Fuck, you're so tight," he moaned, making your stomach erupt with butterflies. You loved when he made noise, it was the most beautiful sound. You squeezed around him gently, just to hear one of those moans again. His breath started to shake, his fingers practically boring into your skin now as his pace picked up.

"Ah- Jack," you whimpered, the pleasure drowning you. He was so intoxicating, and he looked so beautiful. He groaned, dipping his head down for a messy kiss while he began to fuck you faster. His thrusts had more force in them now, making your eyes tear up from the intense pleasure. He moaned into your lips, his dick beginning to brush against a spot inside you that made you shudder and gasp, a whole new pleasure filling you.

He pulled back, shifting his angle. "What? Right there? Fuck, Y/N," he moaned, intentionally hitting that spot over and over. He fucked you like his life depended on it, his moans slowly becoming more whiny.

You were seeing stars, lewd moans pouring from your swollen lips as you began to clench around him. "I'm close again, shit," you mewled, feeling him bury his face in your neck yet again.

"Me too, ," he panted, his thrusts getting sloppy as he neared his release as well. You held your orgasm back as best as you could, but you couldn't take it anymore. With a loud cry, you came all around his dick, your eyes rolling back and your legs shaking like mad.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, oh," his hips stuttered as he pushed himself as deep as he could, his head falling back snd his eyes fluttering shut. His moans were noisy and dulcet, making your abdomen flutter subtly.

He pulled out slowly, and you whimpered quietly at the emptiness that washed over you. Jack began pressing kisses all over your face, not caring about the thin layer of sweat between the two of you.

"I love you," he mumbled, nipping at your bottom lip before kissing you tenderly. "I love you, too," you replied, muffled by his needy lips. You laughed when he started running his hands down again, grabbing them and pushing them away.

"Aww, c'mon angel. We can go another round," he mumbled, a sheepish grin on his face as he leaned down to kiss you. "No, Jack, the repairman will be here soon. I just want a cold shower," you giggle, and he groans. He stands up, grabbing his sweats and tugging them on.

"Alright, alright, I'll go get it running.. you look beautiful, by the way," he winked, and your face turned bright red. You sighed, shoving your face into your pillows to muffle your excited giggles. God, you loved him..

A/N: the poll was tied between jack and charlie, so i just chose between the two 💕 i hope you liked it! i will come back and edit any mistakes soon <3. happy scrolling :).

#rory culkin #rory culkin smut #mdni #angelsnkisses #jack goes home #jack thurlow #culkin brothers

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josibunn · 5 months

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jack thurlow with a pregnant reader aw :((

you’re coming home rather early, nearly seven months and sluggish with a teary pout painted on your face. your mood swings had been killing you. you’re so swollen, you’re hot and cold, and you just feel like crying all the damn time. not to mention all the weight you gained, and the fact you just felt sick and gross all the time. jack didn’t mind it when you blew up on him and then cry and apologize for being grouchy, he couldn’t imagine how hard it was for you. he was off, so when you came in and he heard that familiar whine, he knew wassup.

“hi mama bear, so early today,” he greets from the kitchen, and there you rang—“mmmmm,” you whine, throwing your purse and jacket down. “jack,” you huff, walking towards him. “jack they sent me home. they sent me home,” you whimper as he embraces you, pulling your head into his chest. “huh? what happened?” he rubs your stomach as you wrap your around him.

“I threw up at my cubicle, and my boss he-he said itd be best if I went home for a few days,” you sniffle, and he coos, kissing your head as he rubs your back. “was it the lunch? I shouldn’t have packed all that starch, m’sorry baby.” he guides you to the couch as you wipe your face but end up just sobbing into your sleeves as he sits you down, tugging off your shoes.

“I can’t fuckin do anything anymore, I can’t cook, I can’t sleep, I can’t work, ohmygod,” you sniffle, and he falters, he hates seeing you like this. “it’s ok baby, you just got a lot goin’ on, you’re overstimulated n that’s ok. you want somethin’ sweet? some nilla’ wafers? ice cream?” he rubs your stomach as he unbuttons some of your shirt. you nod with your wet stained face and puffy lips. “and-and I couldn’t stand in my meeting, they were just starin n…it was so bad. i’m so bad.”

“you’re fine baby. i’m sure they understand, I mean you’re doin’ everything for two now, take it easy on yourself,” he brings you a box of wafers and a bowl of your favorite ice cream, and you smile up at him, “yer’ so good to me, i love you. I think my work friends hate me, I don’t go to lunch with them anymore.” he spoon feeds you the ice cream, his other hand planted on your stomach—he couldn’t stop touching your belly. you. he was in love, his spouse, with his baby, in his home. this was his life, you’re his life.

“why not? did somethin happen?” “no but,,ugh I dunno i just feel so..outta place. I got so big, and I love that you pack me a lot because I do get hungry but it just looks weird around them, I feel like..they’re looking at me crazy. do I look crazy?” “crazy?? no, hell no, you look more beautiful than you’ve ever looked. like, even now,” with bits of crumbs on your face, “you’re glowing. and this belly, s’beautiful baby. you’re so pretty,” he kisses you softly.

“you don’t think i’ve gotten fat?” “I think you’re eating for our mini me,” he pokes you playfully, and you giggle. “but you’re not fat. you’re pregnant. i’m not fuckin’ elvis,” he shrugs. “you want me to come eat with you on your lunch? cuz’ I will. i’ll walk right out,” he nods, and you giggle some more, pushing his face away playfully. “thas’ ok, i’ll just..call you. did I interrupt what you were doing? i’m sorry,” you apologize.

“I was just cleanin, don’t worry,” he takes out his ponytail. “you’ve had a long day, you want a nice bath? and i’ll make you somethin’ else to eat since you chucked it up?” he asks, and you nod, “that sounds nice,,” he stands, turning on the tv for you as you criss cross. “mhm, you’ve just had a rough day, that’s all. you can shower n eat and nap, ok? sit tight,” he kisses your forehead and strokes your cheeks before heading off upstairs, and you watch him with a cheeky, blushy smile.

oh hes definitely a girl dad btw. I don’t make the rules sorry.

(should I start tagging drabbles like this or is that annoying?)

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hisemoslut · 8 days

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Jack Thurlow Fetish for my love (rewrite)

I didn't like the way the original was so i changed it a little

Sorry if this is as bad as the first one

Jack worked an office job, his long hair slicked back into a ponytail as he wrote his poem. "I heard a sound, wind. A strong wind," he mumbled, his voice barely audible over the slight hum of the air conditioning and the clicking sounds of his keyboard. Suddenly, the rhythmic click-clack of heels interrupted his train of thought. Jack glanced up, his gaze meeting that of Y/N. She had once been his friend, but now, she stood before him as his boss, a reminder of the fractured bond that had once united them. The sound of her clearing her throat broke the silence, snapping Jack's attention back to her "Using precious company time to write poetry, Thurlow?" Her voice dripped with disdain, a hint of smugness tugging at the corners of her lips. Jack's jaw tensed at the familiar tone, a bitter reminder of the rift that had torn them apart. "Artists write poetry; assholes just complain," he said, trying to lighten the mood. Her smug expression remained unchanged, her eyes cold and calculating. "Clearly," she replied, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she placed a folder onto his cluttered desk. "But while you're busy channeling your inner poet, I need you to focus on doing your job, please." Jack sighed. "Yes, ma’am," he said, rolling his eyes, hoping she wouldn't notice. She glared at him. "I'm going to pretend I didn't see that. Now get back to work," she said as she walked away. As she walks away, Jack's eyes slowly drift to her hips as they sway as she walks away. He quickly shakes the thought of her out of his mind as he slowly works on the folder she gave him. as soon as he tries to work. His mind kept going back to the thought of her hips. He pictured himself pinning Y/N against the office door, running his hands down her hips, his hands gripping her tightly. Jack envisioned lowering Y/N's pants and panties, exposing her perfect ass to him. He could only imagine how great it would feel to be inside her jack snapped out of his little. As he felt his hard cock strained against his jeans, his eyes widened in shock. "great" he said, sighing softly, he slowly made his way to the bathroom, making sure to be discreet about his raging, boner as he made it to the bathroom, making his way to the stall, making sure nobody else was in there he cautiously makes his way to the stall pushing it open and closing it behind him. His imagination ran wild as he slowly unzipped his pants, pulled his cock out, a slight hiss leaving his lips as the cold air hit his tip. his cock throbbed in desperate need of attention. He slowly started to stroke himself to the thought of taking Y/N right there in her office. Jack couldn't help but imagine Y/N bending over her desk, her perfect ass on full display, approaching her from behind. He pictured himself pulling down her panties and spreading her legs wide, teasing her with his fingers before his hands gripping her hips tightly as he thrust into her from behind, teasing and taunting her until she was begging for release. As he stroked himself faster and harder in the bathroom stall, Jack could almost feel Y/N's soft moans echoing through the office as he took her from behind. He imagined sliding into her wetness effortlessly, feeling every inch of him disappear inside of her with a loud groan. Jack finally reached his climax, shooting rope after rope of hot cum onto the cold tile floor of the bathroom stall. As he caught his breath and wiped away the remaining evidence with toilet paper, Jack snapped out of his orgasm daze as soon as he heard someone walk into the bathroom, he quickly zipped his pants back up and. Exited the bathroom swiftly, jack walked out feeling confused and conflicted. He couldn't understand why he felt such a desire for Y/N as he made his way back to his desk, he tried to shake the lingering arousal that clouded his thoughts. Jack couldn't help but wonder why he had these forbidden feelings for her, a woman he borderline despises jack tried to shake off these thoughts and hurried to his desk as he bumped into Y/N. She narrowed her eyes.

Y/N's glare hardened. "Watch it, Thurlow," she warned "Oh fuck me" he thought to himself, "sorry, I guess". She rolls her eyes "right". She pushes past his shoulder, brushing up against her breast as she walks away. He feels a tightness in his pants as he makes his way back to his desk"fucking great", he mutters to himself as he makes his way back to his desk.

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angelsanarchy · 9 months

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Glass Houses: Jack Thurlow x Y/N Series CH 05 -> CH 06

"Didn't you say you had already befriended your neighbors daughter?" "I'd hardly call us friends. She doesn't know I'm crazy yet."

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"How is your sleep? Is it leveling out or are you still experiencing fatigue?" Jack stretched out in front of the computer screen and yawned.

"It's still weird. Some days I'm too exhausted to function. Other days I work my ass off to clear out the house but when I finally lay down, I just can't shut my mind off." Jack explained.

"What goes through your mind when you find yourself unable to sleep?" Jack rolled his eyes.

"Everything...nothing at all...I think about what I might do the next day or working on the book but then I'm too exhausted to even sit in the chair." Jack was growing annoyed with how his meds made him like a zombie. His brain was far too developed to not be able to use it during the day time.

"How about your appetite? Are you eating regularly?" Jack hated having to explain that he was miserable because his body required these meds to stay sane.

"Not as often as I should. Most of that is because I haven't done the grocery shopping yet. I have to put in an order." Jack listened to the hum come from the doctor.

"Have you thought about maybe going to the grocery store? Getting out among the people just to explore." Jack laughed.

"Yeah I'm not sure I have the energy for that. Maybe if I go late at night but I don't want to mingle just yet." Jack couldn't imagine having to walk through the grocery store having people stare at him or offer condolences that are empty and way too late. He wouldn't mind running into Y/n but that's a different story.

"Didn't you say you had already befriended your neighbors daughter?" Dr. Carty questioned making notes.

"I'd hardly call us friends. She doesn't know I'm crazy yet." Jack explained with a self deprecating laugh.

"You aren't crazy Jack. People live completely normal lives with mental illness. It's like any other illness and you are taking the steps towards a bit more normalcy." Dr. Carty had been with Jack since he checked into the facility. He felt like Jack absolutely needed to be hospitalized for the time he was in order to not only get to the root of his trauma but to allow his brain time to come to terms with it. He recognized all the progress he's made and wanted him to feel proud of that.

"Well how does it feel to interact with someone your own age who isn't a doctor?" Jack shrugged.

"She's fine. I mean we have a really cohesive sense of humor. I think if we did hang out, it wouldn't be awful but I'm pretty sure she's a nurse or something. She wears scrubs whenever she's not in regular clothes and when she's in regular clothes she's usually care-giving for her mom." Dr. Carty laughed making Jack tilt his head.

"You like her." He said confidently.

"What? No! We've had two conversations. That's hardly enough time to develop a liking to anyone." Jack defended.

"Haven't you ever heard of love at first sight?" Now Jack knew the doc was fucking with him.

"Yeah, thankfully I live in the real world. Plus everyone knows it's more like lust at first sight. No one can fall in love just seeing someone. That's based entirely on physical attraction." Jack was more of a pessimist when it came to love and attraction. Plenty of people could be attractive but love is few and far between. Jack can count on one hand how many people he's genuinely loved in his entire life.

"Well is she attractive?" Dr. Carty pressed.

"She's conventionally attractive, yes. I mean she hasn't cured my lack of sex drive but again, we've only spoken twice. I don't think I could fuck even if I wanted to." Jack had known the Doc for long enough that his random bouts of vulgarity didn't make him flinch.

"So you have decent conversation with a pretty woman who can match your intellect and has a dog you enjoy spending time with...She doesn't sound like an awful friend to make. Maybe you should work on that." Jack pushed away from the computer and ran his hands down his face.

"Why? I don't want to ruin anyone else's life. She's clearly a much better person than I am and she's already agreed to let me take the dog for walks on occasion so why risk ruining that with her getting to know me?" Jack genuinely feared letting anyone close at this point. Shanda had been with him since day one and the only person who has gotten a pass is the Doc and that wasn't something Jack asked for but has gotten used to.

"She's not Cleo, Jack." The mention of Cleo knocked the wind out of his chest.

"I know that." Jack whispered timidly before standing from his chair to move to the window.

"Just because you never received closure from her doesn't mean you can't move forward. You have done your part in taking accountability. We knew going into that you might not received the absolution of forgiveness." Dr. Carty himself had reached out to Cleo and was told she didn't care if Jack had dropped dead, she refused to talk to him after having their child cremated alone. Jack had sent a twenty page letter without any sort of response and when he sent a follow up, it was returned to sender.

The few times he dared to check social media, she had erased him from her entire existence. She had a memorial post for the baby but she didn't use his last name. When he accidentally liked one of her posts, he was met with a block on all outlets. Shanda had assured him that she had moved on and was doing better but he held onto that guilt for abandoning her after such a sudden miscarriage.

"What are you thinking Jack?" Doc's voice broke through his thoughts as he stood at the window. He could see Y/n down in her mother's garden watering the flowers and talking to her mom who was sitting in a wheelchair on the porch with Ace in her lap. He didn't need to know Y/n well to see she was a good person.

"The best thing she could do is to stay away from me. I'm just...I don't deserve that again. I wasted it the first time and ruined someone's life. What would I even do if I allowed myself to find that with someone else after Cleo? How do I explain to someone what I did to someone I loved enough to want to marry and start a family with?" Jack's ranting started to make his chest hurt.

"Jack, I want you to close your eyes and take a deep breath." Jack became annoyed but did as he was told counting in his head as he took a few deep breaths.

"You need to remember that we are not our mistakes. We all have flaws and blemishes but it's how we right our wrongs that define us. You are not a bad person." Jack opened his eyes feeling a slight burn from squeezing them so tightly. Jack let out a breath before digging in his pocket for a lighter, picking up a cigarette and opening the window abruptly. The daylight made it hard for his eyes to adjust at first but he didn't realize the sound of the window would draw any attention towards him. He was met with Y/n's gaze as he took a deep drag of his cigarette.

"You have to forgive yourself Jack. If you don't let go of that weight, it will drown you." Jack kept his eyes on Y/n as she smiled at him and waved. Jack returned a weak smile, biting his lip.

"I want to...I really do but I just don't think I can." Jack admitted out loud glancing over at the screen to see Dr. Carty was frowning. He hated ending his sessions on a such a negative feeling but he knew he was out of time today. He knew that Doc didn't want to leave him alone with these thoughts so he gave him self work to do over the weekend so it would keep him occupied. Self work always made him roll his eyes because he could knock assignments out easily but whenever he sat down to work on his writing, his mind would be blank. All he wanted to do was figure out how to feel normal again.

#Jack Thurlow #Jack Goes Home #Rory Culkin #Culkin Cult #Glass Houses #One Shot Series #5/38

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slasher-key · 1 year

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We’ll Be The Stars (Jack Thurlowe)

Pairing: Jack Thurlowe x GN!!Reader

Warnings: None just profanity & lovey dovey shit

Jack has been couped up in his house for a while, so you decide to pick him up, and take him on a little adventure. He doesn’t want to go at first, but can he really say no to you? The answer is no.

“Open up fucker, you need to get out of this fucking house, Jack!!!” I scream banging on my best friend’s front door. “No!!! I hate nature and you know that, I’m not going.” He replies. We’ve been going at this for almost 20 minutes now. I’m just trying to be a good fucking friend, and make him feel better, but no, he wants to be a bitch about it. “Jack!! you dumb bitch, I know you don’t like nature, but maybe getting out of this house for a while will fucking help you.” He’s so fucking stubborn. “ fine, I’ll pay for food, whatever you want.” I add, trying to get him to give in.

When I don’t get a reply after, I know he is contemplating opening the door. After a few seconds, I see the door knob slowly turn and he slightly opens the door. “Anything I want?” he says poking his head out of the door. “Yes, stupid anything you want.” I reply, laughing at his child like behavior.

He finally lets me in the house and I wait in the living room for him to finish getting ready. “I’m ready,” he yells, running down the stairs. We leave the house and make our way to the burger place that Jack chose. We went to this place a lot as kids, so Jack likes to eat here every time he comes back from LA. Since it’s a local place he can’t get it there. I eat it a lot but I don’t really mind going more for him.

We got our booth and I told him the plans about our little nature walk. “Hello I’m Alex and I’ll be your server today.” We both look up and smile at him. He must be new. “Can I start you off with some drinks?” He asks looking directly at me. We stare at each other for a few seconds, until Jack speaks up “Yeah, I’ll have a coke” He says, obnoxiously loud. “I’ll have the same,” I add, glaring at Jack in the process. “Nice, I’ll let you look at the menu for a bit, and I’ll be back to take your order.” He says, starting to walk away. “Well we already know what we want.” Jack replies, being a little rude, might I add. “Oh, okay” he says, looking at me with the “Your friend is crazy smile”. I just give him an apologetic smile and let jack order our usual.

The rest of the time we are at the restaurant Jack glares and makes snarky comments at and about Alex, and I can tell he wanted to do even worse. “Well, he should be fucking fired.” Jack says, as we walk out of the restaurant. “What!! why he was sweet, he got every thing right, and he was new.” I reply “Maybe he shouldn’t flirt with the customers so much, I couldn’t even enjoy my food because he was eye fucking you so hard from the other table and even when he was behind the counter.” He rambles. “Awww is my Jackie jealous?” I ask, in a baby voice to annoy him even more. “Yes!! Jackie is jealous, because he wanted to spend time in his favorite place, with his favorite person but, NO!! the waiter had to fuck it up and flirt with them the whole time, even when he wasn’t waiting on our table.” He says, face turning red. “Come on Jack, it’s not my fault, I’m just irresistible,” I joke. “Whatever let’s just go” He says.

Jack frowned the whole ride to the park, and the whole walk to the flower pasture that I wanted to show him. It was mostly just me talking, and him giving me one word answers, up to three if I was lucky. So as we sit in complete silence on the blanket I brought, I can’t help but feel bad for earlier. “I’m sorry about what happened today Jack,” I say, breaking the silence. “It’s fine, you were right anyway,” he replies. “Right about what?” I ask. He tries his best to hide the smile forming on his face. “You are irresistible,” He says, not being able to hold in his laughter in. Not long after I join him, and we just sit and laugh for hours.

The sun finally sets on us and the night sky shines brightly. The moon is full, the stars fill up the sky, and it is all just perfect. Jack and I both lay on our backs to look up at the sky. “Do you think when people die they become stars, you know, to look over us?” Jack asks, breaking to comfortable silence between us. “Maybe, do you wanna be a star when you go?” I ask. “Hell yeah I do, a big ball of fiery hot gas, yep, that’s me.” He replies. We both look at each other and burst into fits of laughter. “No but seriously, I feel like it’s a nice way to let people know I’m still here in spirit.” He says, laughter dying down. “Maybe one day we can be happy in the stars together.” I reply, looking over at him. We stare at each other for a little until. “I LOVE YOU!!” Jack yells. We both go silent, and stare at each other for a while. “Ummmm I’m sorry that was weird... I” he starts. I cut him off gently grabbing his facing and closing the gap between us. We pull away after a few seconds, which felt like minutes “I don’t think you realize how long I have waited for you to say that,” I say. “really?” He replies, confusion written on his face. “I have always loved you Jack and I always will.” I say pulling him in once again.

Hope you enjoyed!! Thank You so much for reading <3 <3 <3

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icarus-star · 10 months

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no but imagine if jack caught u touching urself to a special video you guys made HEHDJSJ 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️

forgive me.

caught | jack thurlow <3

a/n: the way this gave me so many ideas immediately.

@that-one-persons-posts

18+ content ahead, pure and absolute filth!!please don't read unless your comfortable with that!!

okay, so, jack had been at, work that day (or so you thought) and you were feelin a lil horny :3

and you remembered that you and jack had filmed one of the times that you two were getting spicy together, so you pulled up the video

your hands had ended up making their way into your pants and into your underwear, gently stroking your clit and slowly starting to finger yourself, imagining your hands as jacks

all throughout the room, the only thing that could be heard was your moaning, the wet sounds of your pussy, and the quiet video of jack pounding your pussy

it felt so good, thinking all about how he would feel instead of you, and how he would make you cum quicker than ever

that was until you heard a small whistle from the bedroom door

the whistle came from jack, who was leaning against the doorframe and had been watching you touch yourself for lord knows how long

"oh, you couldn't wait just a little longer for me, baby?"

and once he saw that you were doing it to the video of you two getting it on? instant boner tbh

but he didn't wanna fuck you, because to him, you were being needy

so he'd move your phone away from you so that you couldn't watch that naughty video, and he started to take off the little amount of clothing that you were wearing

"your so bad.. not having the patience to wait just two more minutes to get home and fuck you.. god, doll, what am i gonna do with you?"

he probs wouldn't even undress, only kiss you pretty much everywhere (neck, chest, lips etc.) and finger your tight cunt <3

he'd degrade you just a lil more too

"you know, your such a little pervert. i can't believe you actually went on to watch that video.. so naughty.."

in all honesty, he's glad you decided to watch the video, it makes him glad knowing that your that desperate for him sometimes

a/n: i might end up writing something like this in the future for charlie.. 👀 maybe

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444rockstargf · 8 months

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hii, horny request of the day 🫡 I was thinking sleepy sex with Jack thurlow <3 where reader is very tired but can't seem to fall asleep, and jack is working on his laptop also exhausted from, well, work, so reader tells him to help her fall asleep and it ends with her on his lap riding him and then falling asleep with him inside <3 thank uu

this is perfect.

"let's ride." | jack thurlow

cola. - lana del rey

female!reader x jack

word count: 900

contents: unprotected sex, p in v, very sloppy

you flip through your novel as you sit on the bed, watching jack as he almost motionlessly types out paragraphs on his computer. his movements were robotic. you turned to glance at the digital clock on your bedside table. it was nearly midnight and your body was aching for rest. rain was pouring heavily outside and all you wanted right now was to be laying down with him.

you crawled off of the bed and walked over to his seat, standing behind him. you put your hands on his shoulders and started rubbing them gently. he spun around slowly and gently picked you up in his arms, setting you on his lap with your legs on either side of his. he sighed and wrapped his arms around your waist, his hands slightly grazing your hips.

he rested on his head on your chest, the sound of your heartbeat lulling him into a false sense of relaxation. your hands made their way to the back of his head, working your fingers through his thick hair as you massaged his scalp with great care. you could’ve put him to sleep right there with your sweet, gentle movements.

he brought his eyes up to meet yours, his rimmed with red circles. it was like his body had succumbed to his exhaustion. you lifted his head up and connected your lips to his own, locking him into a slow, sloppy kiss. the wet, openmouthed kisses became even more unstructured as he gripped your thighs, one of his hands fiddling with the drawstring of your shorts.

you repositioned yourself slightly, just enough so that you could feel the light flutter in his pants. he grabbed your hips and moved them so they were set right on his cock, which was hardening at a rapid pace. he pulled away from the kiss, panting as your lips were connected by a string of saliva. his eyes wandered down to your chest, seeing your hard nipples through the shirt you were wearing.

without a second thought, he discarded it. you lifted your arms to get it over your head. he tossed it onto the floor, immediately drooling at the sight of your perfect tits. he moved his hand to his hard cock, palming himself through his pajamas. his breath was coming out in quick, short gasps. you looked down at his erect cock that was begging for touch.

you slowly untied the string holding your shorts together, them instantly losing their hold on your waist and falling down your thighs. you took them off your legs and added it to pile of clothes that was growing. there you were, completely bare in front of him. he was still palming himself, imagining himself fucking your pussy black and blue, but his body didn’t have the strength.

the moonlight seeped in through the window, hitting your body perfectly. your pussy began to grow warm and there was a familiar ache in your clit. jack slipped his pants down just enough for his cock to spring out. it slapped against your stomach, making you gasp. the tip was already slicked with just a little bit of precum.

he moved you up a little so that his tip was poking at your soaking wet entrance. his cock was so lubricated by your liquid that it didn’t even take any effort for it to slip it. you whined at the feeling of being filled up like this and jack’s breath hitched. he continued to guide your hips with his hands, slowly moving you up and down his cock. you were so wet that you could hear yourself as you slid on his length.

even at the painfully slow pace, your tits still bounced right in his face. he was drooling, so badly wanting to take them in his mouth. you started moving on his shaft, your pussy finally getting the satisfaction of being filled up like this. he brought his mouth to your chest, taking one of your tits in his mouth as he used a hand to fondle the other one.

you felt your cum dripping out of your pussy and running down his balls. sex between you two had never been this slow-paced before. jack’s head was leaning back as low groans escaped his mouth. his cock was twitching inside of your tight cunt as you felt precum leaking into your core. you slowly moved your hips in a way that made his balls touch your hole every time you moved back down.

jack was struggling to keep himself together. you could feel his body trembling underneath you. everything was so wet and messy with cum leaking out of your pussy and getting all over his thighs and onto the chair. as much as you wanted to bring yourself to an orgasm, neither of you had the strength to do so.

he put his hands on your hips, slowly thrusting into you. his blinks were getting slower, like it was taking all his willpower to stay awake. your body leaned into his, your head ending up on his shoulder. he felt your body give in to the exhaustion as all your movements slowed to nothing. he wanted to carry you over to the bed, but his own body had given up as well. so you two slept there throughout the night, finally giving your bodies the rest that they needed.

author's note: thank you for the request!! i hope yall are ok with this slower posting schedule. ill try my best to keep it consistent throughout the year :))

#rory culkin #rory culkin smut #jack goes home #jack thurlow #lana del rey #444rockstargf

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thatsthewrongwallcraig · 11 months

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Lunch Break

Summary: You give your man a naughty call during your lunch break.

Pairing: Jack Thurlow x fem!Reader

Word Count: ~1.3k

Content Warnings: Pure Smut Bomb 18+!, Heavy On The Mommy Kink Again, Petnames, Phone Sex, Two Horny Idiots Being In Love, Mutual Masturbation, Public Masturbation (Ma'am, this is a KFC parking lot…🤨), Edging, Orgasm Denial, Crying, Praise Kink

A/N: Ofc, this is for all of you but specifically for @crypticsewerslut . Thank you so much for taking the time analyzing my birth chart🖤🖤

Tagging the horny horde:

@quicksilversg1rl @alalalaaallaaalaaa @bvg-w1res @milsthouqhts @amayalul @roryculkinsbf @roryculkinsgf @spookyorchid @arch1viste

When I say kinky I don't mean curls

When I say give me, I mean the world

When I say baby you bite your lip

I know exactly where you get your kicks

-Mommy Issues by Cloudy June

With the screen of your phone pressed closely to your face the dial tone filled your ear yet again.

"C'mon, pick up, Jack." You groaned under your breath, your hand flat against your stomach as you shoved your fingers past the waistband of your yoga pants, down to your slip.

Your eyes searched the broad parking lot with care, scanning the concrete premises for other people, possibly coming a bit too close to your car that was parked in the corner, far enough from the busy entrance of a goddamn KFC of all places.

"Thurlow?" His voice sounded through the speaker.

"Hey, babe, are you editing right now?" You asked, breathing a bit shakily.

"Oh, hi! Yeah, the deadline is actually giving me a headache by now. But what's up with you?" The sound of the mouse clicking in the background audible as he asked.

"Do you want straight facts?"

"Hit me with 'em, love." He chuckled at the other end of the line, absolutely innocent and severely unprepared for what was about to come.

"Okay, so, I might just be sitting in my car on my lunch break, parked in a KFC parking lot while I'm fucking horny." It cascaded out of your mouth in a wash of words.

"Fuck…", Jack inhaled sharply, "What are we gonna do about that, mommy?"

The word hit you exactly where he wanted it to and he knew.

"Fuck, indeed.", You subconsciously sucked your bottom lip between your teeth, "I thought, maybe, you could be a good boy for me and help me out with that if you're feeling like it."

"Oh, absolutely, any time, you know that. How can I be a good boy for you right now?" He asked, leaning back in his office chair that was softly creaking in the background.

"You have no idea how much I want to touch you right now if I just could, Jack." You rambled, closing your eyes and fully committing to the situation, the tips of your fingers slipping past the fabric of your panties, "How about you take a little break from editing and touch yourself a bit while telling me what you'd want me to do to you?"

"Damn, mommy. You know how nervous and embarrassed I get about that. Really?" His voice turned breathy, a little tremble in his tone indicating him getting indeed flustered about it.

"I know you can do it, babe. Don't be shy and tell mommy how you want her to touch you." A low moan escaped your mouth as your fingers parted your wet folds in a gentle stroke, working towards your throbbing clit before you slowly started to finger-fuck yourself.

"Okay, I-I'll try to, hold on." Jack's hand reached down to unbutton his jeans, shakily pulling down the zipper and snaking his fingers down his shorts.

At touching himself, a low hiss fell from his lips that went right through you as you imagined how he sat in front of his desktop, leaning back in his chair and jerking himself off while trying to come up with whole sentences.

"Fuck…", Jack whimpered into the mic as he wrapped his hand around his twitching, hard cock, stroking himself gently, "I…I'd like you to kiss me, maybe bite into my neck a little."

"That's cute. What else, babe?" A wide smile played around your mouth whilst you slid down in the driver's seat, slowly but steadily letting go of your slightly anxious composure.

"Please, you know I can't." He sighed with a whiny voice.

"C'mon, I'm sure you can, Jack, use your big boy words for me." You choked back a moan drawing tight circles around your clit.

"Good god.", He groaned a little desperate, "I'd ask you if I could eat you out, mommy. You know how much I love to worship your pretty pussy."

"See? You're such a good boy for me right now. Was it really that hard?" Your imagination was filled with picturing Jack, his cheeks flushed with red in embarrassment.

"Yes, actually." He mewled into the mic and it made you laugh out a little.

"You're so cute when you are all embarrassed and needy, Jack. Now go on." By now it got gradually harder to form a coherent thought, the tightening coil of arousal in your body drawing in all the attention.

"You're mean, mommy." Jack sniffled, the shame and embarrassment being just too much, causing tears to form on the corners of his eyes.

"I know, babe, I know and I'm sorry but I'm so sure that you can push through that, don't you?" Your voice was soft, trying to calm him down, talking him through this a little.

"I don't know. It's so embarrassing." Jack tried to hold back the tears but it was to no use, they ran down his flushed cheeks in a thin, hot stream.

"Just a tiny little bit more for me, okay? I'm almost there…" You gently tried to push him past this limit, knowing that you'd give him all the kisses and aftercare in the world the second you ended your workday.

"O-Okay…I…I..", His breathing hitched as you heard how he picked up the pace, fitting his cock faster and harder, "I want you to fuck me so so bad, mommy."

"I will, babe. You're doing so good, I'm so proud of you…oh, fuck!" In an explosive rush of bliss your brain short-circuited and a deep moan echoed through the inside of your car as you came with your hand down your yoga pants.

Trying to hold down your convulsing composure, you pushed your back into the seat, breathing heavily.

"Stop." You stated bluntly into the phone.

"What?!?" Jack whimpered in confusion.

"I want you to stop, Jack. You're not going to cum now." You slowly pulled your hand back and wiped your fingers on the fabric of the seat.

"No, please, please, mommy. Pretty please." He begged and yet you heard how he let go of his cock, the pre-cum covered tip slapping against his stomach with a wet thud.

"I know, I know but I want you to keep that hard on until I get off work, babe. I want you to edge yourself until I'm back home and then I'm gonna ride you on that office chair until we both are sore. I promise." With that you pulled the phone from your ear and ended the call.

Still trying to catch your breath, you looked at the clock and noticed that you had to get back to work right about now. You were running late already.

#rory culkin #jack thurlow x reader #jack thurlow smut #jack thurlow × you #jack thurlow x fem!reader #jack thurlow #jack goes home

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omg school has been so so so hectic for me.

but ive said my thoughts on sub x sub stuff right ? k so ! dom x dom jack (or euro coz mmm euro) and reader :3

like jus imagine its their first non vanilla night and jack is hyping himself up, imagining what hes gonna do to his precious "sub". he knows that readers always been a bit pushy during their makeouts and very vocal on if she needs more foreplay or anything. but they start making out and getting naked and hes tryna push her on her back on the bed but shes like "whatre u doing?" and flips them over and grabs his hair and stuff :3 "did you really think i was gonna obey your every word? be serious, jacky baby."

yayy you're back!!

"i want you on me." | jack thurlow

chemtrrails over the country club. - lana del rey

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dom!female!reader x dom!jack

word count: 1.3k

contents: 69 position, blowjob, slight femdom, lots of nasty stuff

you had him running completely mad. since the start of your relationship, he realized how different you were from all his past conquests. your first night together had ended in a sloppy makeout session that left your image engraved in his mind ever since. and that’s how he found himself at the drugstore checkout, putting down a box of flavoured condoms in front of the cashier.

“ring ‘er up.” he pulled out a few dollar bills, slamming them onto the counter without making direct eye contact with the young worker. his mind buzzed with thoughts of you laying down in front of him with his pulsating cock down your throat as you sucked on it through the sweet latex. he had never purchased this before, but he wanted to sweeten things up for you a little. because you were special.

he shoved the box into his pocket, making his way out of the store. your long conversation with him from the night before had finalized your plans of spending the night with him. your innocent request rang through his head all night. he imagined your sweet little pussy hovering over his face, all busted up from the endless rounds of stimulation that he would put you through.

he had everything planned to the last letter even though he had always been the spontaneous type. he even went as far as cleaning his room a little. he was that desperate to make things work out tonight.

as he arrived back at this place, he set the condoms on his dresser. the sun started to fall below the horizon and before he knew it, the doorbell rang, signaling your arrival. he lept up from his seat, quickly dashing to the mirror to check himself out. he looked tired and sickly with week-old stubble spotting his jaw, making him look attractive in such an effortless way.

you stood shyly on his stoop, fidgeting with one of the buttons on your cute little black skirt. the door swung open and you were met with his cold, blue eyes. from his perspective, you looked like a child’s doll. the wind blew up the fabric a little, giving him a tiny peek at your lacy little panties. the motion caused a sizzle to burn in his core. he wanted you. badly.

he took your hand, pulling you inside. once you were about 6 inches away from him, he shut the door behind you, pinning you there and kissing you deeply. you gasped slightly into the kiss before melting into his touch, wrapping your arms around his neck and your legs and his waist. your aching clit brushed against his clothes boner, pulling out a groan from his swelling lips.

he carried you up the stairs, gripping your ass firmly enough to make you whimper. you were practically putty in his hands, and right now he just wanted to see how far he could take you. he would destroy you tonight. he reached his bedroom, collapsing onto the bed with you writhing underneath him.

before you knew it, you were both stripped down to the flesh. jack laid you down on your back as your tongues fought the silent yet heated battle. your nude bodies were tangled with one an other, the need and passion in your movements growing faster as each second passed. he had two curled fingers shoved in your needy cunt as he sucked harshly on your bottom lip.

he parted your lips for just to take a good look at you. he was going feral, his motions resembling those of a wild animal. he quickly pumped his cock as he trailed sloppy kisses down your jaw, making a disgusting mess of cum as he helplessly bucked his hips into the edge of the mattress.

needy groans escaped from his spit-covered lips. he was falling apart before you had even done anything yet. he went to shove his pulsating length inside of you, but before he could react he was flipping onto his back with you on top of him, keeping your legs on either side of him. a look of great confusion flickered across his face until you started using his red, leaky tip to toy with your tiny clit.

your eyes conveyed a message that your lips wouldn't speak. he cleared his throat, his voice coming out as a low croak. “w-what’s goin’ on, doll..?” a smile spread across your lips as you leaned forward to bring yourself to his level. you trailed a finger down his neck, making him shiver. you brought your lips to his ear, whispering so sweetly that he could’ve melted right there. “i’m gonna have a lot of fun with you tonight…”

so the tables had turned. and so quickly that his head was still spinning. he watched as you picked up the box of condoms from the dresser, reading out the words. “strawberry flavoured condoms. cute.” your belittling words made his cheeks flush and alarming shade of red. you opened the box, taking one out and tearing it open with your teeth. the simple gesture made a stream of cum leak down his length as a deep groan escaped his lips.

you moved down, turning yourself around so that while you were face-to-face with his aching cock, your dripping cunt was right in front of his face. he was lost for words at the sight of your fat little pussy. you rolled the rubber down his length, watching as the condom was already swelling around his girth.

wasting no time, you spat on the tip, taking the whole thing down your throat in an instant. the sweet taste of the condom filled your mouth, making it all the more enjoyable for you. his muscles contracted as all of his most disgusting fantasies were finally coming true. he couldn’t hold himself back any longer. sweet moans and breathy whimpers caused his chest to rise and fall. this was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. but he’d be lying if he said he wasnt loving it.

you ground your ass on his face a little, using his angular nose to get yourself off. you gagged and slurped up his dick, spit bubbling running down his balls and ruining the bedsheets underneath you. jack brought his hands up, using four fingers to start fingering you vigorously. you moaned deeply, the vibrations travelling down his veins. he buried his flushed face in your pussy, using his tongue and teeth to tug at your hard pearl as his nose penetrated your wet folds.

you screamed out as hot cum started pouring out of your hole, completely covering his face. as nasty as it was, he couldn’t get enough of the taste of your juices. he lapped up every last drop, wanting you to gush and squirt all over him. your legs wrapped around his head, nearly crushing him to death.

not a single thought could travel through your mind as his hypnotic movements pushed you closer to the edge. your nails dug into his thighs, leaving deep, crescent-shaped cuts all over them. his dick wiggles in front of your face as the condom filled up like a water balloon. you fondled his balls in your hands, sensing his orgasm coming.

you took his cock into your throat once more, wanting to feel him in your guts more than anything. tears streamed down your face as it hit the back of your throat repeatedly, but the pleasure of it was undeniable. your bodies were like a ticking time bomb, just waiting to explode from the abundance of stimulation.

“d-doing such a good job, jack… j-just like that…” you rocked your hips against his face, not caring whether he’s suffocating or not. his muffled whimpers signalled that he was doing just fine under there. he reached a hand forward, pushing your head down his length as you swirled your tongue around him.

he fucked your face vigorously, letting the last amount of control in him take charge. this complicated display of dominance and submission was what made this truly orgasmic for the both of you. you both pushed eachother to your limits and far beyond them, making a complete mess of eachother in the process.

needless to say, your first time with him truly turned his world upside down.

author's note: not too proud of this one :(( at least this visual is nice. but anyways this was supposed to come out like two weeks ago. enjoy yall!

#rory culkin #rory culkin smut #jack thurlow smut #jack thurlow x reader #jack thurlow #jack goes home #smut #lana del ray aesthetic #lana del rey #lana del rey chemtrails #chemtrails over the country club #444rockstargf

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Glass Houses: Jack Thurlow x Y/N One-Shot Series PRT 31

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The next time Jack and Y/n hung out, they spent an entire Saturday together. Jack said he needed to go into town to find some things for the the art studio of his father's that he turned into an office for himself as well as some tiles for a bathroom remodel. Y/n told him that they could make a day of it by going to the farmer's market for breakfast and run errands all day.

"Are you sure this counts as a date? I mean we're literally shopping." Jack looked over at Y/n who laughed.

"I don't need to be wined and dined every time. We're spending time together. That's enough for me." She explained. Jack tried to think about all the times he had taken someone on a date. It never felt this simple. He always felt like it had to be some big dramatic show to prove his infatuation with someone. Thing's just felt easier with Y/n.

"What color tile are you thinking for the bathroom?" Y/n looked at the colored tile wall and back at him.

"I'm not sure. I was thinking something simple but easy to keep clean." Jack walked up next to her and she casually put her arm into his without thinking and shifted her weight, carefully pushing him to the side.

"What about blue? This one matches your eyes." She pointed at one and he picked it up.

"Is the bathroom floor matching my eyes a good thing?" He asked jokingly.

"You don't want to take a shit and think, wow my eyes are really pretty." Y/n teased.

"Can I help you?" A young girl spoke up wearing an apron. Jack smiled at her and Y/n dropped her arm from his own as she continued to browse.

"I'm looking for tile for a bathroom remodel." Jack explained.

"Most remodeling companies bring you tile samples-"

"He's doing the remodel himself." Y/n spoked up not even bother to look.

"Oh wow. I should have guessed. Someone as handsome as you would have to be good with his hands." The girl flirted and Jack smirked before glancing back at Y/n who chuckled.

"I appreciate the kind words. Do you think I could get a enough tiles for this dimension in this blue color?" He tried not to flirt back and she brushed his fingers with hers as she took the slip of paper from him.

"Let me see what we've got in the back." She bit her lip before sauntering off. Jack looked at Y/n who looked over at him.

"Look at you, getting some action shopping for tiles." She nudged him with her shoulder and he rolled his eyes.

"I imagine she makes commission if I drop a ton of money on tile." Jack brushed it off and Y/n's attention was on him.

"You seriously don't see yourself, do you?" Y/n reached up and pushed his hair out of his face.

"I know I'm not awful to look at, I just...I kind of feel like the bullshit that comes with me sort of outweighs that." He joked but Y/n shook her head.

"We've all got baggage babe. You think women see an attractive guy and think he's got no issues at all!?!" She said making him laugh.

"Does it bother you that she flirted with me?" He asked curiously as the girl started approaching with a big box of tile.

"Thank you so much! This will look perfect for the bathroom." Y/n looked into the box and the girl kept her eyes on Jack.

"Is this your sister?" She asked still not looking at Y/n.

"Do we look related?! That's great! We're redoing the bathroom to make sibling porn and I just thought this was such a perfect color." Y/n said making the girls eyes go wide. She was visibly embarassed and Jack paid for the tile in shock as they walked out trying not to laugh in the girls face.

"You're awful in the best way. Poor girl is never going to be able to look at that tile ever again without thinking of sibling porn." Jack laughed.

"That's what she gets for flirting with a guy while he's out with another girl. Plus, whose to say we couldn't film something on this new tile." Y/n helped him load the tile into the trunk before they started towards the farmers market, hand in hand.

It felt good to be able to hold her hand, to walk around among strangers and have her attached to him as she greeted people he had never met before. She gave his hand a little squeeze every time he introduced himself and the interaction went well, almost like she was proud that he was being social. He felt like it wasn't so hard to take a deep breath among strangers when he had her hand in his.

They picked up a few different things before they headed back to his house and she helped him lug all the groceries into the kitchen.

"I need a freaking nap...want to lay down with me for a little bit?" Jack asked still holding onto Y/n's hand as he headed up the steps. She pulled back slightly and he turned to face her as she stood at the bottom.

"You did good today. I'm proud of you." She smiled up at him.

"You're proud of me for going out in public? I'm starting to think I'm much worse of a shut in than I thought." He joked but Y/n played with his fingers inbetween her own.

"I wanted to give you something if you aren't too exhausted, you social butterfly." She lets go of his hands and starts to work on the button and zipper of his jeans. Jack's eyebrows went up as he stared at her.

"Like...here? On the steps?" Jack questioned and Y/n smiled.

"Is this okay?" She asked pausing her hands for a moment and he nodded as she pulled on his jeans until his underwear slid down and his half-hard cock flopped out.

"I wasnt...you don't have-" Y/n looked up from the step she was kneeling on and smiled.

"Are you going to make me beg to suck your cock Jack?" She asked sweetly before giving the tip the sweetest kiss making him shiver. She watched how his body reacted to her mouth on him and his hands gripped the banister when she took him all the way into her mouth.

"Oh- fuck.." He had one hand on the banister and the other on the top of Y/n's head. She bobbed her mouth, sucking him in and letting him hit the back of her throat repeatedly. Jack wanted to make a comment about her not having a gag reflex but he couldn't focus on anything except how good her mouth felt sucking and moaning around him.

She pulled off and rolled his balls in the palm of her hand while stroking him with the other.

"Do you need to hold onto the banister?" She asked drool and precum dripping from her lips as Jack looked down at her.

"Wh-no? Why?" He asked out of breath.

"I want you to fuck my throat Jack. Use my throat to cum as hard as you can down my throat." She let go of him and put his free hand back on her head. He took his hand off the banister and was now gripping her skull as he fucked into mouth so hard, he could finally feel the retraction of her throat around him. He whimpered and whined curses as Y/n held onto his thighs tightly to steady him as he skull fucked her into oblivion.

"Oh god...fuck I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum." He whined out almost in tears until he cum so hard, his vision went hot white. Y/n held his legs tighter so he wouldn't fall and he let out a small cry as he emptied himself. When she pulled her mouth off of him, he looked down and watched her wipe the cum from her lips and swallow is with a smile. She pulled his underwear up and took his hands into hers trying to help him balance himself.

"You okay?" She asked as he clenched his eyes shut for a moment.

"I don't know if I can move." He said slowly opening his eyes.

"Might help if you open your eyes first." She chuckled. He opened his eyes and smiled seeing her smiling at him.

"I have to go home for a bit but you go take a nap and I'll be back for dinner." She stepped up a stair and kissed him carefully so he wouldn't fall over before walking back down the stairs and heading out the front door. Jack stood jelly-legged for a moment, his jeans around his ankles before he plopped down on the step and tried to catch his breath.

A huge part of him was seriously falling in love with this girl and he knew there was no way in stopping it.

#Jack Thurlow #Jack Goes Home #Jack Thurlow x Y/N #One Shot Series #Glass Houses #Glass Houses Series #Culkin Cult #Rory Culkin

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