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ilongfor-the-arts · 2 years

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Hi!! Love your work, could I request something sweet with Cantrell? Maybe they're already in a relationship or something, idk, it can have smut if u feel like it. Thank you!!! :)))

Log Cabin

Pairing: Jerry Cantrell x fem! Reader

Warnings: fingering

Summary: Jerry’s friends invite you two to a secluded cabin in the middle of nowhere.

Word Count: 2.2k

Request?: Yes!

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I found this gif from @handofbrokennails tumblr page :)

Jerry's car struggled to stay on the icy roads as the snow fell around us. We were on our way north for a vacation. Jerry's old friends had rented a log cabin on the coast and were inviting some of their girlfriends to join them for a short vacation. I agreed almost immediately, eager to escape the hustle and bustle of city life for a while.

“I sure hope you know where you’re going, Jer. The last thing I want is to be cooped up in this car in a snowstorm.”

“I know where I’m going babe. Don’t worry.”

Jerry's gaze was fixed on the road ahead of him, and he gripped the steering wheel tightly to keep the car straight. I leaned back in my seat, relaxing my body and stretching my tense muscles, my joints softly cracking.

“Alright. I trust you. How much longer?”

“Not long. Only about another forty five minutes.”

I placed my feet on the dash and leaned back slightly in my seat to relax and stretch my legs.

“Ugh. My joints are so tense.”

I gently massaged my thighs and calves, rubbing out all of the knots.

“Mine are too. I can’t wait to see the place. My buddy says it’s amazing.”

I'd never met these people before. Jerry explained that they were old friends from his childhood who wanted to initiate a reunion. The rest of the boring car ride was spent flipping through radio stations, dozing off, and admiring the beautiful snow that was falling all around the car. I became antsy in my seat. I was so excited to see this cabin in the woods. It would be a fantastic opportunity for Jerry and me to take some well-deserved time away from his band and all of the responsibilities of daily life.

As the scenery whizzed by, I watched the snow fall onto the white ground. Watching each individual flake float down and melt into the ever-growing pile of snow that lay undisturbed on the ground was truly breathtaking. The magnificent tall green trees that lined our pathway reached so far into the sky that I couldn't see the tops of them due to the roof of the car obstructing my view. Everything was caked in a thick layer of pure white snow.

I felt like we'd been driving down the forest path for an hour. This cabin must be tucked away in the woods.

Jerry took a left onto a small dirt road deep in the woods. The trees had grown even taller, and the roads had become even icier.

“We’re almost out of gas, Jer. I hope we’re almost there.”

“Five more minutes baby.”

We arrived at a large cabin in a clearing almost exactly five minutes later. I jumped out of the car, eager to see the sights and stretch my legs. My boots landed on the snowy ground, and a cool breeze blew all around me. Snowflakes fell from the sky and landed on me, soaking into my jacket and pants.

From the outside, the cabin was truly stunning. Exquisite dark wood was perfectly shaped into a cabin that sat peacefully on the snowy ground. Two lamps hung from either side of the large double doors. Jerry snatched our bags and hoisted them onto his shoulders. We didn't bring much, just a few pairs of clothes for the weekend.

We walked carefully up to the front doors, holding hands. We held on to each other and the railings for dear life due to the slick steps under our feet. When Jerry pushed open the door, a wave of warm air hit my face, making me sweat under my jacket.

“Hey you guys! We thought you got lost!”

I met Jerry's old friends and their girlfriends, and they were all pleasant. One of his friends, who appeared to be seven feet tall, led us to our room in the back of the cabin. There was a small window that allowed us to see the beautiful scenery behind us. I removed my jacket and tossed it onto the king bed located in the center of the room. Jerry carefully placed our bags on the bed and began folding our clothes before placing them in the dresser.

“Woah, Jer look at that hot tub!”

I pointed to a large hot tub on the back deck through the window. Jerry's ears perked up, and his gaze followed my finger to the tub, where it came to a halt.

“That’s sick! I hope we get to go in it!”

He was looking over my shoulder, staring intently outside. I turned my head, placing a soft kiss on his cheek.

“We will.”

Jerry turned to face me, reacting to the kiss. He smirked before crashing his lips onto mine, pressing me into the wall behind me. The air in my lungs was released as my back made contact with the hardwood behind me. A loud band erupted throughout the room, definitely attracting the attention of his friends.

I kissed him back feverishly, cherishing the feeling of his soft lips pressed against mine.

“Jer…”

I said breathily in between kisses.

“We can’t do this right now.”

Jerry didn’t listen to me, he kept attacking my mouth and pressing me against the wall with his body. His chest was flush against mine, his heat radiating through my sweater.

I pulled back, swerving the next time he tried to kiss me and smirking.

“Jerry.”

I said with a sarcastic yet stern tone.

“Your friends are waiting for us. Control yourself.”

Jerry rolled his eyes.

“Alright…”

He pecked my lips before removing his body from mine. I would’ve liked for him to have had me right then and there, but I knew it would have to wait for later.

“I just can’t help it. You’re too goddamn gorgeous.”

Jerry smirked sarcastically. I rolled my eyes.

“Move it Cantrell. Your friends are waiting for us.”

I shooed him away with my hands. We both made our way back towards the living room where everyone was situated, watching television.

It was late, the sun had dipped down below the horizon, and everyone was tired. I sat on Jerry's lap, watching whatever movie was on in the background. I sighed deeply and melted into Jerry's chest. Everyone else was passed out, sprawled across the various comfortable couches and seats.

Jerry and I were the only two people who remained awake. He drew me into him by wrapping his arm around the front of my stomach. I squirmed, getting used to being positioned against him. I was wide awake, unable to relax for even a single second. I continued to squirm, readjusting my clothes and repositioning the blanket.

“Jeez babe. You’re anxious tonight.”

I leaned my head back on his shoulder, staring at him from the side.

“Well you got me all worked up Cantrell. Now I can’t sit still.”

I whispered suggestively into his ear. Jerry grabbed the edges of the blanket and pulled them gingerly up to my chest before placing his hand on my thigh, the other arm settling around me.

“Jer-”

I mumbled under my breath, his fingertips trailing up to the buttons on my jeans.

“We’ll wake up your friends.”

I whispered quietly, not wanting to get caught. The movie was still playing in the background, drowning out the noise of our voices.

Jerry placed his lips against my ear.

“Well then you better be quiet, gorgeous.”

He unbuttoned my pants with one swift motion and began unzipping them. I sighed deeply, leaning my head back onto his shoulder.

Jerry reached his hand into my pants, rubbing my clit painfully slowly. I tried to move my hips, but the strong arm wrapped around me inhibited my movements.

He cupped my heat through my underwear, eliciting a soft moan from my parted lips.

“Would this help you relax, gorgeous?”

I nodded vigorously, already too worked up to chicken out. Jerry hooked his legs under mine, separating them so he could position me at the perfect angle to push my panties to the side and dip a finger into me.

I moaned loudly at the sudden pleasurable sensation. Jerry clasped his free hand over my mouth, muffling my noises.

“Shhhh. You’re gonna wake them up.”

He murmured sexily in my ear, his voice raspy and low. His movements resumed, this time adding a second finger. His pace was slow, achingly slow. I grabbed onto his wrist as a silent indication that I wanted more. He added a third finger, picking up his pace. I whimpered against his hand due to the blissful stretch his thick fingers provided.

The exquisite feeling of Jerry’s calloused fingertips thrusting into the walls of my pussy caused the familiar tight sensation in the pit of my stomach to build. The wet sound of his fingers moving expertly inside of me was almost deafening. I continued to whimper and moan against his hand, praying the movie provided enough noise to mask the sounds.

Jerry sunk his fingers deeper into me, his knuckles now the only thing exposed. The deeper sensation sent me topping over the edge, cumming around his fingers with a strained whimper.

Jerry allowed me to ride out my orgasm, removing his hand once he was certain I had come down. I breathed deeply in the now silent room.

“Jerry.”

“Yeah?”

“I love you.”

Jerry leaned in and placed a gentle kiss right behind my ear.

“I love you too gorgeous. Are you relaxed now?”

My limbs were weak, and my eyelids were heavy. I closed my eyes and hummed in satisfaction.

“Mhm.”

Jerry gave me a big hug around my waist and nuzzled his head into my shoulder.

“Whaddya say we go to bed?”

I melted into Jerry's chest as I smiled with pure bliss.

“I’d like that.”

He hooked one arm under my leg and the other behind my back. He stood up to his full height and gingerly carried me into our bedroom. My head lulled from side to side as I swayed gently with his body as he walked.

He carefully placed me on the bed. I didn't even bother changing my clothes. I kicked off my jeans and nuzzled into the warm covers, tossing them to the side. The faux fur blanket absorbed my body heat and warmed me to the core. I hummed in contentment.

Jerry took off his shirt and jeans and snuggled up next to me, drawing me into his chest.

“Will you marry me Y/N?”

He whispered directly into my ear. I scoffed and rolled onto my side to face him.

“You know I’d love to, Jerry, but now really isn’t the best time.”

Jerry cupped my face in his hand, his thumb pads gently tracing over my cheekbones.

“Why wait? I love you more than anything in the entire world.”

I ran my fingers through his hair, smoothing out any small knots.

“Jerry, we don’t have to be married to love each other.”

Jerry pressed his hands against my lower back, drawing me up against his chest. Our noses were almost touching, our faces inches apart.

“I know, but it would be nice to make it official.”

He leaned in and kissed my lips tenderly.

“I wanna see you walk down that aisle, wearing white.”

In between kisses, he murmured against my lips.

“And I wanna see you wearing a tux under an arch with flowers.”

I played into our fantasies, already anticipating this fictitious wedding. Jerry drew back, a solemn expression on his face.

“I promise you, Y/N, when I have enough money I’ll buy you the biggest diamond money can buy. And I’ll propose to you properly, under the night sky on a sandy beach.”

I looked him in the eyes, bringing my hands up to his cheek and gently removing stray hairs from his face. I smiled sweetly, despite the fact that he couldn't see me due to the lack of light in the bedroom.

“I’d like that.”

I wanted to tell him that I didn't require anything extravagant. The only thing I'd ever wanted so badly in my entire life was him, but when he looked at me with his sweet eyes while our bodies were pressed together, there was no way I could say no. I rolled onto my other side and pressed my back against his chest.

“Goodnight Jerry.”

Jerry encircled me with his arms, drawing me in closer. There was no longer any space between us. Our breathing was in sync, our eyes were closed, and we were completely relaxed in each other's company.

“Goodnight Y/N.”

His voice was barely audible. His words segwayed into the subsequent silence, which engulfed the entire atmosphere. The only sounds were the droning of the television in the background and the soft rustling of the trees outside our window. In Jerry's arms, I felt safe. My limbs had gone numb as I sank into the soft mattress.

Jerry muttered something under his breath in the brief moments just before I fell into a deep sleep.

“I love you Y/N. You’re the only one for me. I want to be with you for the rest of my life.”

And with that, I drifted off to sleep.

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grungeandrockoneshots · 6 years

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Hello! I love the way you write and do your texts. I have a suggestion if you accept, about Jerry Cantrell: Jerry was dating a girl who was the lead singer of a female band. once Jerry went on tour with AIC and spent 3 months without seeing her, missing her. until one day he comes back and makes a surprise to her when she leaves the stage and after that they will have their moments together. I know you can write it very well ❤

You were standing in front of ten thousand screaming anddancing people while all the lights were enlighting your figure. Every eachpair of eyes was glued to you and your bandmates as they didn’t want to miss asingle second of your show. Your band has been on tour for nearly three monthsnow and the only thing that still kept you going was the fans. This tour leg hasbeen exhausting not only physically but psychically, too. Your boyfriend Jerry,whom you first met at a festival in New Orleans two years ago after theperformance of his band called Alice In Chains, was currently touring as well,but somewhere at the other end of the world. Every song lyrics reminded you ofhim and all you wish was this could be already over. However, you were a stronggirl and knew that if you can make it through the few days which left till theend of the tour, your reward will be huge and well deserved.

„Thank you for coming tonight, you were one of the loudestcrowds we’ve ever had! Thank you, good night!“ you said goodbye to the sea ofpeople who were still demanding more songs. You and your bandmates went downthe stage where you pulled each other into a group hug.

„That was insane, girls! I’m so proud of you!“ your bassistwas full of joy.

„Me too, we totally blew the roof off! Good job,“ youagreed. Meanwhile, some friends from the crew walked up to you and startedpraising your show. They talked to you longer than they usually did and atfirst it didn’t seem weird to you at all, but when you stepped on the ground ofyour dressing room and saw like twenty people crowding there, you recognizedthere was something wrong.

„Y/N, we have two news for you, good and bad. Which one doyou want to hear first?“ one of your friend asked almost tragically. Yourstomach gripped tightly as you had no idea what to expect.

„I-I don’t know…the bad one? What happened guys?“ you urged.

„The bad one first? Okay. You remember how we all plannedexploring some club tonight?“

„Yes?“

„Well, I’m afraid you can’t go with us,“ your friend saidvery seriously. You confusedly looked at everyone standing around, trying tofigure out what you’ve done so bad that they don’t want you to come with them.

„Why not?“

„Why not? Well, that’s basically the good news,“ she smiled,grabbed your shoulders and turned you around. And there he was. Your jawliterally dropped as you saw your beloved boyfriend with a beautiful bouquet ofroses in his hands.

„Surprise!“ everyone exclaimed at once. You immediatelyjumped into Jerry‘s arms and he held you tight for a while. You thought it wasjust some beautiful dream, because you still couldn’t believe he’s actuallyhere embracing you after three months.

„Jerry,“ you breathed out with the biggest smile on yourlips, „what the hell are you doing here?“

„I couldn‘t handle being without you anymore and we got somedays off, so…“ he handed you the flowers, while others started leaving the roomone by one, because they knew you wanted to be alone now. „Hey, thanks foreverything, guys,“ he thanked them before they all disappeared behind the door.When you were sure it was only you two, you locked the door and put the roseson the table. Jerry pulled you closer right away and meanwhile he was lovinglylooking in your eyes, he said: „I missed you so, so much, Y/N. It feels likeyears since the last time we saw each other. God, how long I’ve been waitingfor this.“ He connected your lips together in a long and passionate kiss.

„I missed you even more, Jerry,“ you whispered when youpulled away.

„No, that’s not possible,“ he smiled and pulled you intoanother kiss. Honestly, reunions after months of not seeing each other havealways had a special magic. You were both pretty lovesick. And your body stillfull of adrenalin was asking only for one thing. You pushed Jerry down on aleather sofa you had in your dressing room and sat on his lap. You didn’t breakaway from his mouth for a second, because you didn’t want to lose a singlemoment spent with him. He wrapped his arms around you tightly and youimmediately started unbottoning his black shirt. When you managed to expose hischest, you slid your mouth down there and made sure you kissed every centimeterof his skin. Meanwhile Jerry undid your bra and took it off together with yourtshirt. When his lips landed on your neck, you groaned softly and tangled yourhands in his long hair. As soon as you felt the bulge in Jerry’s jeans, youslowly started tracing a line at the hem of his jeans and then you unbottonedit as well. He amusedly looked at you.

„What?“ you asked.

„Nothing, I just like this side of you,“ he smirked andcaught your lips in his again and you slightly bit his bottom lip. It wasenough for him to lay you on your back on the sofa and to take off the rest ofyour clothes. While he was pulling down his jeans as well, you lustfullywatched his body with a strong need to feel him already. As soon as he nestledabove you, you took his manhood in your hand, went up and down a couple timesand then guided him into you. He started moving his hips while he was sucking theskin on your neck. Your were tugging his hair more and more as he intensifiedthe tempo. Your bodies moved as one and the closeness was something you reallyneeded after so long of not seing each other. You felt pure love and fullsatisfaction. Soon Jerry found your lips again and started thrusting evenfaster, that’s when you first started feeling your coming orgasm. It didn’t takelong until you were writhing under him with loud moans of delight coming out ofyour mouth. He came few moments after you and you couldn’t stop smiling then. Hemade you the happiest girl in the world. The fact that he used his days off to bewith you meant absolutely everything to you.

„I won’t let you go,“ you said later when you were laying onhim as he was stroking your back. „You’ll never see your band again,“ you jokedand kissed his chest.

„I have a better idea. The next time we’re going on tour,your band is going with us. What do you think?“

„M-hm, I think that could work,“ you contentedly closed youreyes and then fell asleep in Jerry’s arms.

Hello, thank you♥ hope you liked this at least a little xx

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stateofloveandnegan · 3 years

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EDDIE VEDDER - one shots

Break Up

A Cigarette

Unfortunate Events

Grunge Concert

MTV Unplugged

No Confidence

Truth or Dare

Cosy

EDDIE VEDDER - requests

A Damn Wedding

Flirty

Car Accident

The Little Sister

The Backroom

Lollapalooza

Goodbye

The Shy One

Don’t Cry

Friends With Benefits - smut

Overprotective

Why?

Hatred

I’m Here

Massage - smut

My Girl - smut

Sweet Benefits - smut

Hey Ed

Alcohol

EDDIE VEDDER - short series

Backstage

Part 1

Part 2 - smut

Under Pressure/Date Night

Part 1

Part 2

STONE GOSSARD - one shots

Jealousy

STONE GOSSARD - requests

Dances

Hidden Feelings

Love

First Time - smut

Tease - smut

Eye-Contact

Sweet

CHRIS CORNELL - requests

Surprise?

Drunk

Lazy Day

Rehab

Interest

Crush - smut

On The Way - smut

Records

JERRY CANTRELL - one shots

One Date

JERRY CANTRELL - requests

I Just Can’t - smut

Rainy Days

MIKE MCCREADY - requests

What’s Wrong Up You? - smut

SHANNON HOON - requests

Exception

DAVE GROHL - requests

Conclusions

KENNY HICKEY - requests

Finally

EDDIE VEDDER X STONE GOSSARD - requests

Movie Night

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groupieimagines · 5 years

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Jerry Cantrell imagine

Warnings: smut, language

It was a rainy boring day at the studio, I was visiting my boyfriend Jerry and his band while they were writing their new album. To be honest I was excruciatingly bored and a little horny, Jerry had been really busy this past few days so we haven't done anything in weeks; and it was driving my crazy but I had just the perfect plan to make him do something.

I walked to where he was, he was currently playing on his beautiful black guitar, I watched how his fingers moved skillfully along the neck of the guitar and that pushed me to the edge to put my plan in action

- Hey Jerry- . I said with a small smirk

- Hey- . He said back not bothering to look up from his guitar

"This is going to take longer than expected" I thought but then I had an idea, I walked towards Sean's drumset, Sean and I were really close friends so he didn't mind me touching his drums as long as I didn't move anything so I took a sit and grabbed his drumsticks and started playing as annoyingly as I could. Sean just laughed when Jerry got startled but Jerry himself had a very different reaction, he stared at me and if looks could kill I would already be six feet underground.

Then and there I knew my plan was working so i played some more knowing it was really annoying him. One of my biggest fantasies was Jerry angry, I've seen him very angry previous times and it was a blessing to my eyes but he had never been angry at me and I was planning to change that, so I kept playing untill Sean caught up to what I was doing and left Jerry and I alone, I smirked.

I kept playing for a while knowing how much it was annoying him untill he suddenly stood up and ripped the drumsticks out of my hands and pushed me against a wall

- What do you think you're doing missy

- Nothing... I answered looking up with my puppy eyes

- Are you sure? He said looking angrier by the minute

-posi.. I was about to answer when he wrapped his big hand against my neck

As I moaned I felt his hard cock against my leg and I smirked as my hand went straight to it but he slapped it away

- No young lady you can't touch me- after he said that with his booming deep voice I felt myself dripping wet

-You know I hate being interrupted while I'm playing young lady-

There was that nickname again, the nickname that made me so wet said by him.

- I know, but- before I could even answer I felt his palm against my mouth and his hand in my pants rubbing harshly against my clit, his hand drowned my moaning. He kept doing that untill I was about to come but suddenly he pulled his hand out and licked his fingers

-bad girls don't get to come- he said walking back to his guitar leaving me flustered against the studio wall.

#jerry cantrell #grunge #imagine #alice in chains #sean kinney #layne staley #mike starr #william duvall #mike inez

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afieldwithoutaname · 5 years

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Domestic Bliss

Jerry Cantrell/ Stone Gossard

smut/ light D/s/ edging/ figging

May 2016 "Babe? I'm home," Stone called as he walked into the kitchen from the garage. He sat his suitcase down and lay his backpack on top of it. The dog came running in, wagging her tail and making happy noises while the cat sauntered in behind her. Stone knelt down and pet the excited dog, narrowly avoiding having his glasses knocked off by her enthusiastic kisses. "Hey, hey. Calm down, silly girl." Jerry stood in the doorway, arms folded over his chest. "Long time, no see, stranger." Stone looked up and smiled brightly. "Hey, old man." When he stood up, Stone groaned and reached for his back. Jerry smirked. "Old man, huh?" He crossed the room and wound his arms around his husband. "Man, I fucking missed you." Stone melted into the other man's arms, leaning heavily into him. "Missed you, too. It was a long five weeks." Jerry dipped his head and tickled Stone's neck with his beard. "It always is," He murmured. "Baby," Stone sighed and tilted his head. "I need it." With a soft groan, Jerry pressed his lips to that spot under Stone's ear that turned him to jelly. "Please." "Whatever you need, my love." "Now?" "Of course." Stone gently pulled back and gave Jerry a smile as he slipped his hand into the other's. He led Jerry through their large Seattle home, toward the staircase. It hadn't always been like this. Jerry Cantrell was far from being domesticated. They were young and stupid once. It had been a turbulent affair, to say the least. Their careers had led them in different directions, as did their ideals, values, and the trappings of success. But there remained a spark. There remained desire, need, and love. Love had pushed them back into each other's arms some twenty years later. They had been wise not to let it go again. Nobody ever believed Jerry could be tied down and convinced to marry, but with Stone, Jerry didn't need to be convinced. He claimed that was how he knew it was the right thing to do. Besides that, he often reminded Stone, he wasn't the one being tied down. Upstairs, in their massive master suite, Stone sat down on the bench at the foot of the bed. Jerry gently smiled as he swept a hand over Stone's hair. He stood in front of him, gazing down at his husband, who tilted his head back and purred. "Five weeks is a long time." "Mmhmm." "Did you behave yourself?" Jerry's voice was low and calming. "Yes." "Are you sure?" "Yes." "Did you come at all?" "No." "Do you need to?" "Yes, please." "Good. Good boy." He continued to speak softly and stroke Stone's hair. Jerry bent to kiss the top of his husband's head and then slowly got down on his knees. Stone watched as Jerry untied his shoes and very carefully removed them and then both socks. "You're the best husband anybody could ask for." With a smile, Jerry softly replied, "I've had a long time to learn." He, himself, groaned quietly as he stood back up, which made Stone grin. "Not a word." Stone laughed softly and shook his head. "I wouldn't dare." Jerry removed Stone's glasses and walked them over to the bedside table, which also held four books, two CDs, one of those old alarm clocks with the flipping numbers, and a gooseneck lamp. When he returned, Jerry held out both hands. Stone lay his hands in Jerry's and stood up. He stole a quick kiss and then reached for the hem of Jerry's t-shirt. His hands were grabbed and pushed away. "Not so fast." "Jerry, please!" One stern look from his husband and Stone immediately pouted. Jerry then took Stone's shirt and pushed it up. Every move was slow and deliberate, designed to work Stone into a frenzy of desire. Once Jerry had removed all of his husband's clothing, he directed Stone to the bed. Jerry held him by the elbow while Stone crawled to the middle of their bed and stretched out on his back. He spread his long legs and raised his arms over his head. "Good," Jerry murmured as he watched. He ran a hand along Stone's calf. "You're so beautiful." He pulled a black velcroed strap from under the corner of the mattress and carefully wrapped it around Stone's ankle. Jerry pressed a kiss to the top of his foot as his fingers massaged the instep. "How's that, baby?" "Perfect." "Good." Jerry did the same with the other foot. He had to lift one knee to the bed and lean over Stone to pull the wrist straps from under the headboard. He purposely pressed his groin close to Stone's face as he pulled the straps free. Jerry grinned at the other man. "He missed you, too." "Good, because I missed him. Did he behave while I was gone?" As he wrapped the velcro cuffs around Stone's wrists, Jerry pretended to think. "Depends on your definition of behave. He made a cute little redhead scream his head off and come really fucking hard." Stone moaned and lifted his head to kiss the bulge in Jerry's jeans. "Good boy." "Maybe I'll let you play with him later." "The redhead or your dick?" "Yes," Jerry replied with a wink as he moved to his feet. He opened a drawer and pulled out a bottle of warming lube, a piece of ginger root, a small paring knife, and Stone's favorite - their Magic Wand. With a wicked smirk, he asked, "Ready, baby." "Fuck, yes." Stone murmured and squirmed in his binds. "So ready." "Good boy." Jerry applied some of the lube to his fingers and immediately found Stone's hole, rubbing the lube in and teasing him. Stone groaned and tried to spread his legs some more, pushing against Jerry's fingers. "Jerry!" "Easy, my love." "More! Finger me! Push them in!" "Now, now," Jerry playfully warned. "You know I have a gag in that drawer, too." He pushed his middle finger into Stone, who sighed. "Better?" "Yes. God, I love your fingers!" "Just my fingers?" Jerry teased as he pumped it in and out." "Your dick, too." "Ah. You and half this town." Stone giggled. "Just this town?" "No." Jerry grinned as he slid his finger out only to push his index and middle finger back in. Stone gasped and pulled at the straps slightly. "But you married me." "That I did." "Why?" Jerry smiled at his husband, taking in the slight look of worry swimming in those big, green eyes he adored so much. He leaned closer to Stone, meeting his gaze. "Because I love you. Because you're the only man that makes my heart race. Because of everything I see when I look in your eyes, Stone." Licking his lips, Stone smiled somewhat sheepishly. "I'm the one?" "All my life you've been the one, my love. You know that." "I do." "Good." Jerry smiled as he moved his fingers in and out. "Ready to move on?" "Yes." Jerry gave his husband a soft kiss as he withdrew his fingers. "Don't go anywhere." He murmured as he stood up. In the bathroom, Jerry retrieved a towel and then returned to the bed. He wiped his hands off and then picked up the knife and the piece of ginger. Jerry quickly carved it into the shape of a plug. He moved the towel between Stone's legs. "Up," He softly said. Stone took a breath and lifted his hips only centimeters off the bed, enough for Jerry to slide the towel underneath him. "I hate this." "No, you don't." "Yes, I do." "If you hated it, you'd ask me not to do it." Jerry gave his husband a little smile, raising an eyebrow, and waited. When Stone made no reply, Jerry gently pressed the piece of ginger against Stone's hole, he carefully continued to press it into him. "There you go. Feels good, doesn't it?" "No," Stone pouted. "You love it, anyway." When Stone groaned and shifted somewhat, Jerry's cock twitched and made him moan. "Take your clothes off," Stone sighed. He never missed a thing. "No." "Please? I want to look at you." "Maybe later. Don't forget about that gag," Jerry reminded him and tapped on the end of the ginger root for emphasis. Stone gasped and squirmed. With a smug grin, Jerry picked up the Magic Wand and turned on low. Just the soft buzzing noise made Stone whine. Jerry rested it against Stone's thigh and made him twitch. "Oh, fuck!" Jerry deliberately let out a long moan as he brought the wand higher and higher, dipping it between Stone's legs and holding it against the ginger. "Shit!" Stone grunted and closed his eyes. "See?" Jerry began. "Why would I undress when you close your eyes, anyway? What if I said I wanted you to keep those beautiful eyes open, baby?" Gritting his teeth and taking a hissing breath, Stone opened his eyes to glare at his husband. "Then you better take those fucking clothes off." Jerry laughed and moved the tip of the wand to Stone's balls. Bucking his hips, Stone howled, "Fuck! Oh, my God, why?!" Jerry leaned over and stared into his eyes. "Because I can." He checked on the piece of ginger, giving it a little jiggle and making Stone hiss and whimper. Jerry picked up the bottle of lube and squirted some into the palm of his right hand. "Okay, baby?" "Yes. Fuck, yes." "Gonna come for me?" Stone lifted his head. "Gonna let me?" "Eventually." Jerry grinned. "Probably." He wrapped his thick fingers around Stone's cock and gently stroked him, keeping a loose grip. Stone moaned loudly and tried to buck his hips, thrusting faster into Jerry's hand. "Ut-uh," Jerry scolded and pulled his hand away. He pressed his left hand against Stone's stomach. "No more of that or I'll leave you here to think about how you might have been allowed to come. Maybe let you watch me fucking that little cutie. You want that?" "Fuck, yes," Stone sighed. "Let me see it." Jerry pulled up a video on his phone and held it up for Stone to see. "He was an eager, little thing. Took my cock like a champ." Stone groaned and his cock twitched. "More, please." "Gonna behave." "Yes." He paused the video and put his phone down again. Jerry leaned over and gave his husband a deep kiss, taking his cock again and slowly stroking. He varied his grip, squeezing and back off as he stroked faster and faster. Jerry watched Stone closely and released his cock when he could see him growing more and more frenzied. "Fuck! No, no, no. Oh God, I was so close!" Jerry laughed softly. "I could tell." He checked the ginger root, making Stone groan and writhe. "How's that, my love?" "Fucking burns! Jerry!" "Good." Stone twisted and mewled, pulling at the straps. "Hey, now. You said you were going to behave." "Let me come! Please!" "If you keep begging me, I will leave you like this." Jerry's voice took on a firm edge. A tiny whimper passed Stone's lips as he gave Jerry a deep pout. His big, green eyes glistened as they gazed at his husband. Jerry smiled and kissed Stone's cheek. "God, I love your face." He took Stone's cock in his hand again and stroked him, sliding his fingers all the way up and over the head, rubbing his palm against it. Again, Stone's moaning and whining let Jerry know just how close he was to his orgasm. When Jerry stilled his hand, Stone bucked his hips. "You are being a very, very naughty boy, my darling," Jerry teased as he pulled his hand back. "Oh, God, I need to come," Stone groaned. "We'll get there. You waited five weeks," Jerry purred as he moved his hands to the button on his jeans. "You can wait a little longer, can't you?" He watched Stone's eyes grow wider as he opened his jeans and pushed one hand in to pull out his dick. "Fuck," Stone murmured under his breath and licked his lips. "Want this?" "Uh-huh." "Want it in your ass?" "Yes!" "I bet you do," Jerry smirked. He left his hard cock hanging out of his jeans and reached for Stone again. Jerry took a firm hard grasp of his husband's dick and stroked it hard and fast for just a moment before yanking his fist over the head with a soft pop. "Fuck!" Stone cried out, lifting his head from the pillow. "Like that, baby?" "More, please," Stone sighed as he seemed to relax into the pillow. Jerry watched Stone closely. He could see the change in him. Stone gazed at him with lidded eyes, chest rising and falling as he panted through parted lips. No longer did he argue or demand or talk back. Jerry had gotten his husband into that much-needed subspace. "Good boy. That's my baby," Jerry spoke softly, sweeping his free hand over Stone's hair and down his cheek. "Doing okay?" "Yes." Very carefully, Jerry slowly drew the ginger root out of his husband and lay it on the towel. He picked up the wand and turned it up one notch, grinning as he pressed it against the shaft of Stone's cock. Stone whined louder and louder and pushed his hips up, off of the bed. Just as he was about to erupt in a scream, Jerry pulled the wand away. Stone shuddered and gasped to catch his breath. He gazed at Jerry, tears pooling in the corners of his eyes. "My love," Jerry murmured. "You are so beautiful." He leaned in and pressed a kiss to Stone's chest, earning him another whimper. Jerry picked up his phone again and started the video. He held it up for Stone to watch. "When I told him I wanted to record him for my husband to enjoy, I swear he got harder in my hand and squealed with joy." Stone moaned loudly and wriggled in his binds. "Oh, yeah. We'll have to have this little cutie back sometime. Baby, that ass was so hot and tight." Jerry continued to talk as he reached his other hand to Stone's cock. "He's got a big dick, too. Long and thick. He let me suck it. Took him deep in my throat and swallowed his load." Tears rolled down the sides of Stone's face as he panted, mewling and moaning. He bucked into Jerry's hand and, with one final, long scream, Stone's seed spurted all over. Ribbons of warm come landed on his neck and chest, down his thighs and all over Jerry's hand. His husband put the phone down and continued to pump his cock. Stone grunted and twitched as Jerry prolonged his orgasm. When Jerry stilled his hand, Stone melted into the bed with a long, satisfied sigh. Jerry watched him, gently sliding a hand up and down his thigh. "Fuck," Stone muttered. "Good, baby?" "So good." Jerry carefully uncuffed Stone's wrists, tenderly rubbing them with his thumbs. He brought his arms down to Stone's sides and then turned his attention to his ankles. He pressed kisses to his husband's calves as he massaged his feet. After everything had been cleared from the bed, Jerry finally undressed. He slipped his arms under his husband and kissed Stone's cheek as he scooped him up. Stone looped his arms around Jerry's neck and laughed softly as he was carried into the shower. "Welcome home, my love."

#jerry cantrell #stone gossard #fanfic #slash

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tenderyellowbluefics · 5 months

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Hi, could you please do something fluffy-smutty about Jerry Cantrell please and thank you :)

Sickness In Seattle // J.C

Thanks for the request!! I'll be honest I've had this idea for a little bit now and I just didn't have it in me to do smut I'm sorry!! But I'll def do something smutty with him in the future!!

Summary: When y/n wakes up with the flu, it is Jerry's duty to take care of her.

Warnings: None, just fluff!

Requests are open!

Your eyes slowly flutter open, scanning the room of your and Jerry's downtown Seattle apartment. You wince at the light as you start to become aware of the apparent headache you have. You look over at Jerry, still sound asleep. Long blonde hair thrown across his face, his bare upper half seeming to glow in the morning sunlight. You smile softly and swallow, only to wince in pain once more. This time you let out a groan. Apparently, it was louder than you thought as it caused Jerry to stir.

Incoherent mumbles come from him as he pulls you closer to him. And for the first time ever, you detest the feeling of his fingers on your skin. Even your skin feels sore, and the body heat coming from him makes you feel even worse. You try to pull away slightly and pull the covers off of you. This causes Jerry's eyes to shoot open. You’d never pull away from him like this.

"What's wrong?" He asks, his eyebrows furrowing. His voice is deep and raspy, dripping like honey from his mouth. But it’s still not enough to soothe you from the agony you’re in.

"I don't feel good," you mutter, your voice whiney and congested.

He sighs softly and brings the back of his hand to your forehead. "You're burning up."

You groan at his words. "No, I can't be sick." You protest as you try to sit up in bed. But as you do the room seems to spin.

"Woah there," Jerry says with a soft chuckle, sitting up next to you. "Whining won't make it any better."

You shoot him a look and roll your eyes before laying back down with a huff.

"I'm way too busy to be sick right now." You whine, looking up at him with a pout.

"Baby, it won't kill you to take one day to rest." He says softly, letting his right hand trail up your arm soothingly. "How about I go get you some medicine?"

You merely nod, not wanting to talk and inflame your throat any more than it is.

He hops out of bed and pulls on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt before striding over to your side of the bed.

"I'll be right back." He says, leaning down to place a kiss on your forehead.

Upon hearing the front door close you huff once more and roll over on your side. Since the day is ruined you decide it's best to at least get a little more sleep in.

You wake up a little later to Jerry's soft voice saying your name and nudging your side. You flutter open your eyes to see him standing over you.

"It's DayQuil time!" he sings, pulling an orange bottle of medicine out of a plastic bag.

"You really couldn't have gotten me the pill form?" You ask, disgusted at the thought of having to drink medicine.

"You know, thanks would suffice." He jokes.

"Thank you, baby." You say with a small chuckle.

He pours the medicine into the small shot glass-type top before handing it to you to drink.

You shudder slightly, quickly knocking back the medicine and swallowing, scrunching up your face in disgust. Jerry chuckles at this response and hands you a bottle of orange juice he also got at the store to chase it.

"That bad?"

"That bad." You say after taking a drink from the bottle of OJ.

He shakes his head with a laugh before kicking his shoes off and climbing into the bed. You scooch over as close as you can get to him and lay your head on his chest, in desperate need of body heat. The sickness causing your body temperature to fluctuate from being on fire to being ice cold.

He wraps both arms around you, placing his head on yours. He grabs the remote and flicks the TV on before deciding on some random sitcom.

"This is shit television, but I don't plan on being awake much longer anyways." He says with a yawn.

"Don't you have stuff to do today?" You question with a giggle.

"Hey, if you get to take today off so do I!" He chuckles. "No, but in seriousness, I did have stuff to do today, but it can wait; I gotta take care of my baby."

You raise your head up to kiss him on the cheek, earning a small smile from him. You lay your head back down and doze off to the sound of his heartbeat. Selfishly, you kind of hope you're still sick tomorrow so you both can stay home again.

#jerry cantrell x reader #jerry cantrell fanfiction #jerry cantrell #alice in chains #alice in chains imagines #jerry cantrell fluff #jerry cantrell one shot #jerry cantrell imagine #alice in chains x reader #layne staley #sean kinney #mike starr #mike inez

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ao3feed-jonrya · 5 years

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by SoHereWeAre

After a long absence, Arya returns to Winterfell to complete an assignment. It's business as usual until she is drawn into a web of forbidden desires with her brother and her cousin.

For the asoiafrarepairs Anon prompt on Tumbr: Robb x Arya : it bothers him that she prefers Jon to him. Also, for an Anon request for Robb x Arya x Jon. I mixed the two into one fic.

This was meant to be a one-shot of pure smut, but... well... oops.

Title is from the song "Just Another Job To Do" by Jerry Cantrell from the John Wick: Chapter 2 soundtrack.

Words: 670, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Game of Thrones (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Arya Stark, Robb Stark, Jon Snow, Jaqen H'ghar, Other Character Tags to Be Added

Relationships: Arya Stark/Robb Stark, Jon Snow/Arya Stark, Robb Stark/Arya Stark/Jon Snow, Jon Snow/Arya Stark/Robb Stark

Additional Tags: Incest, Sibling Incest, Cousin Incest, Explicit Sexual Content, Sexual Tension, Jealousy, Possessive Behavior, Threesome, Threesome - F/M/M, Explicit Language, Cunnilingus, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Forbidden Love, Taboo, Multiple Orgasms, Assassins & Hitmen, Secrets, Secret Identity, Light Dom/sub, Dom Arya, jonrya, jonarya - Freeform, Robbrya, Denial of Feelings, Modern Era, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Out of Character, OOC, Some Character Traits Are Canon, Some are not, heed the tags

#arya stark #jon snow #jon x arya #needleheart #jonrya #ao3feed #fanfic #IFTTT

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90simaginesandfanfics · 6 years

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Hi! I would love to request some Jerry Cantrell smut where he is dating a girl with an office job and they end up having sex on her desk. PS guess who was distracted at work today??? I know, shame on me! 😂

You stared at the numbers in front of you again, trying toignore the fact that they were all blurring together. You shook your head forthe fifth time in one minute and tried to focus on the reports in front of you.You were becoming engrossed in your work when a knock sounded at your door. Youlooked up to find your co-worker Danielle.

“I’m packing in for the night. Are you sure you don’t wantme to get you a cup of coffee before I go?” She said, and you shook your headno, and wished her a goodnight before getting back to your job. You were theonly one left in the office for the night, as you had to finish off somereports before Monday, and you knew there was no chance of you getting themdone over the weekend. You sat back in your chair and rubbed your eyes, tryingto stay awake as your day had been exhausting. You were resting your eyes whenyour heard a bang come from the floor you were on. You shot up in your seat andpeered through the blinds of your office to see what it was, but there was noone left in the building.

You opened the door and peered around the office space, butdidn’t see anything at all. You stepped out from under the threshold and movedto look around the opposite side of the floor. But as your back was turned, youfelt a pair of hands move around your waist and grab you, pulling you back intothe person’s body. Your whole body tensed up with fear, and a scream came fromyour mouth, until one of your assailant’s hands came up and wrapped around yourface, silencing you. Before you could react even more, they dragged you backinto your office and threw you towards the desk. You were about to run awaywhen you noticed who it was.

Jerry gave you a boyish grin and you breathed out a sigh ofrelief, laughing.

“Jerry! You scared me to death!”

“Well I’m sorry, but you told me you would be staying latetoday, and I didn’t want you to get lonely.” He said, as he moved closer to youand began stroking his fingers up and down your thigh.

“I have work to do Jer.” You said, trying not to getdistracted by his hands, but it was proving difficult.

“I know. But you need a break, babe.” He said, as he leanedtowards you, and your lips met. He pushed you back onto the desk and kissed youpassionately. You wanted to tell him to stop, to let you get back to work, butthe more his lips moved against yours, the less you started to care. Jerryspread your legs and stepped in between them, as your legs wrapped around hiswaist. He started to unbutton your blouse as you tore his shirt over his head.He stepped back, and you admired his lithe body as he started to take the restof his clothes off, and you stood up to drag your skirt and panties down andoff your legs, watching as his eyes took in every one of your movements. Beforeyou could continue with your little strip tease, Jerry grabbed you around thewaist and threw you back onto the desk, his mouth meeting yours. He reacheddown and guided his length into you, while you laid back down on the woodendesk, gazing up at him as he started to move. He started off slowly, before hequickened his pace and began fucking you hard and fast, his breathing erraticas he moaned out your name. You could feel yourself getting closer to yourclimax, as your hands gripped the desk beneath you for support. You feltyourself tighten around him, and you were suddenly coming, lights flashingbehind your eyes as Jerry collapsed on top of you, pushing you down on the deskas he reached his own climax, moaning into your neck as he came down from hishigh. You gently stroked your fingers up and down his back, scratching ever soslightly, and causing him to shiver and groan. Now this was the type ofovertime you didn’t mind working.

*****

This the first oneshot I’ve posted in ageeesss. I want to apologise for kinda letting this account go and not keeping regular updates. The last couple months have been incredibly tough and stressful to deal with. A lot of personal stuff has gone down and I just haven’t had the motivation to write, even when I’ve said that I was going to post more often. Hope everyone understands and maybe in the summer and upcoming months things will be a little bit easier. But I’m never going to give up on the fic or the oneshots, no matter how long it takes me to finish xx

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stateofloveandnegan · 6 years

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I Just Can’t - Jerry Cantrell

While the last anon doesn't come up with a request, I got one. Would you please write a smut one shot where the reader and Jerry had a not so friendly break-up but they clearly have strong feelings for each other. So maybe after a couple months trying to contact her they meet again by coincidence at a party or something and she finally gives up trying to fight it. Thank you :)

IM SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG

But I’m actually very happy with how this turned out, so I hope you think so too! Enjoy :)

Requested by: @ladyfulton

Warning(s): smut

MASTERLIST

‘Even after four months he still doesn’t know when to stop.’ I think to myself as I decline his call once more.

“Shouldn’t you give him one more chance?” Demri asks me to which I scoff.

I take another long swig of my wine before answering: “He messed up. He had his chance, Dem. I’m not gonna let myself fall for it again.”

She sighs, knowing fully well that I’m right. But then again, she hates seeing me like this; heartbroken, even after four months.

I turn the volume of the tv a bit and lose myself in the awfully bad tv show that’s currently playing. Fortunately it helps set the mood a bit and Demri and I both laugh every now and then.

At midnight Demri decides it’s time to head home and I let her out, “Bye Dem, see you soon.”

“Yeah, and you’ll come to Chris’ party right?” she asks, which causes confusion to enter my face.

I wave it off, “I’ll call him and ask about it, don’t worry. See you!”

And with that, Demri leaves and I turn after closing the door to reach for my phone. I dial Chris’ number and it rings only one of two times before he picks up.

“Cornell household, what can I do for you?” he says in a mocking-tone.

I laugh, “Hey Chris, how are you?” he let’s out an exciting sound when he realises it’s me.

“(Y/N)!! I was just about to give you a call, actually. You’re coming to my party this Friday, aren’t you? I totally forgot to tell you about it, I’m sorry! Can you forgive me, sugar?”

“I was just about to call you about it, Demri just mentioned it and I wanted to make sure if I was invited, but of course, I’ll be there! And quit it with the pet-names, Cornell.”

We both burst into a fit of laughter, “Alright, see you Friday, Chris.” I say before hanging up.

The rest of the week go by in a flash and before I even realise it, it’s Friday already. “Shit!” I mutter to myself at the realisation.

“Dem! Hey!” I practically scream into my phone as soon as it’s picked up. “I need your help, alright. The party is in two hours and I’ve done nothing, yet. Please, help me out here!”

She just chuckles and tells me she’s on her way. I thank her and move over to my wardrobe. There are a couple of dresses that look quite nice for a birthday party. But then again, there are also some nice, tight, pants in there and some nice shirts.

I take out a dress, a pair of pants and a shirt, and some heels and boots to go with it. When I’m about to change, my doorbell rings and I open it to find Demri standing in front of me, already completely dolled up for the party.

I grab her wrist and take her with me to my room, “Soooo, I’ve got this set: these tight pants, this shirt, and the boots.” I tell her, showing her the black, ripped tights, a t-shirt with ‘rock’n’roll’ spelled on it and the black dr martens boots. “Or this dress and these heels.” I say as I show her the black, lace, dress with a pair of matte black, open, heels.

She seems to genuinely think of what I should wear and finally speaks up, “First one, deffo first one.” she says and throws the outfit at me.

“Alright!”

After a good hour and a half, I’m finally done. Clothes hugging my body in a perfect way and make up smoothly on my face. “He won’t know what hit ‘m.” Demri says under her breath.

“What?” I ask since I didn’t hear her very clearly.

Her eyes snap up to meet mine, “Oh, nothing. You look amazing.”

Demri eventually calls Layne to tell him she’ll meet him at the party, ‘cause she’s staying here with me for the time being.

“You know, you’re lucky with Layne, he’s such a sweetheart to you.” I tell her, thinking about how lovey-dovey they can get. She chuckles, “Well, there’s also another side to it, of course. But yes, I’m very happy with him.”

Time flies and before we know it, it’s already time to go to Chris’ place. I get my keys and put them in my purse, along with some money. Before closing my apartment and hopping into Dem’s car.

“There you are!” Chris exclaims when we enter, seemingly a tad bit later than the rest, (we might have had karaoke in the car and didn’t want to stop..)

There are a lot of familiar faces and I greet them all, except for one face I wish I never had to see again. Him calling me was already heavy on me. Seeing him was even worse. Before his eyes meet mine I quickly turn around and walk to the other side of the room, where Chris and Demri are conversing. “Why the hell didn’t you tell me hewould be here?!” I whisper-scream.

They both give me a pained expression, “Because then you probably wouldn’t have come,”

“Damn right I wouldn’t.”

“but you need to have fun, (Y/N). Just have fun tonight, alright? Enjoy yourself again for once.”

I sigh, knowing they’re right. I drop the subject and move over to the kitchen to grab a beer. “You showed up.” a very familiar voice speaks from behind me. A voice I wanted to avoid very dearly.

“Not because you’re here.” I snap without turning around.

I hear him sigh and there’s also a soft thud, probably him putting down his drink on the table. “Don’t be like that, (Y/N), please.” he says in a soft voice, which almost gets to me. Almost.

I finally turn around and my eyes meet his, “Be like what, Jerry? Like I’m done with you? Like I don’t want to talk to you? Well, I don’twant to talk to you. So I’m going to leave this kitchen and you’re going to let me.”

For once, he actually listens to me and lets me leave the kitchen without any more than just looking at me with broken eyes.

The evening goes on pretty alright, without any more encounters with Jerry, I’m actually really having fun for the first time in a while.

My conversation with McCready is cut short when someone taps on my shoulder. I turn to be met with those broken eyes once again.

I turn back to Mike, ignoring the presence behind me, but fail at it as Jerry walks around me and steps in front of me, “I need to talk to you, (Y/N).”

Mike gives me an apologetic smile and walks over to where Eddie is standing. My eyes leave Mike’s retreating figure and snap back to Jerry. “Alright, but not here.” I give in. It’s been so long and when I really think about it, this act of not caring is killing me, ‘cause I do care about him, way too much for my liking.

Jerry grabs my arm gently and walks upstairs into the hall with me following him. The party is going on downstairs, so there isn’t anyone upstairs.

“So, what do you want?” I spat at him, feeling a tad bad for how harsh it sounded.

Jerry sighs, not meeting my eyes, “I miss you. So fucking much, it’s killing me.”

I scoff and he finally meets my eyes, “Maybe you should’ve thought of that a bit sooner.”I say and look away from him.

“I know I should’ve. God you don’t have to tell me that. I’m an idiot, the biggest idiot, for what I did to you. And I’ve tried so hard to get over you, to let you move on, because I know it’s selfish of me to ask you to forgive me, but I’ve realised that I am selfish.”

His words are so sincere and honest that I can’t stay mad at him. “Why did you do it? Why did you have sex with her? My cousin, for fucks sake, Jerry. And to make it even better, on my birthday! What the hell did I do to deserve that?” I desperately ask him, tears already streaming down my face.

Jerry’s hand moves up to my cheek and he brushes the tears away with his thumb, “Nothing. You did absolutely nothing to deserve that. That’s why it makes me even more of a selfish prick to ask you to forgive me. But it was a mistake, (Y/N). I big mistake at that. I was drunk, and I know that’s not an excuse, but I’d never do anything to hurt you on purpose. I love you.”

That was that. Those three words. Those words did it. “You love me?”

“I love you, (Y/N). More than anything. And I guess if I love you, I should let you move on. But I can’t, I genuinely can’t.”

Never had Jerry said those words to you, not even when you were dating.

“You don’t have to say them back, I don’t expect you to. You probably don’t even feel the same, but I had to say it.”

We’re both quiet for a while, just staring at each other. And I’m thinking, about everything he just said.

“What if I did say it back?” I ask quietly.

“You woul- what?” he says, only then realising what I just asked.

“What if I said I loved you too? Because I do, Jerry. After all this time, I still fucking love you. I’ve tried to get over you, but nothing worked.”

For a moment, he says or does nothing, but as the words sink in, he pins me to the wall and crashes his lips against mine in a kiss that tells me just how much he loves me and how much he’s been wanting to do this.

At first I’m hesitant, not knowing if this is really what I want, if I really want to get back into it with him. But the hesitation is soon replaced by hunger and love for the man currently pinning me against the wall with his whole body.

I kiss him back just as eager as he kisses me. Jerry practically drags me into the first room we reach, locking it on our way over to the bed that’s inside. The fact that we’re about to have sex on Chris’ bed doesn’t even bother me. All I want to do right now is make up for lost time.

Both our shirts are somewhere on the ground even before we hit the matrass. “You sure?” Jerry asks as he’s hovering above me.

I let out a chuckle as I smile at him, “You’ve become a gentleman, now?” I ask teasingly. He laughs, but quickly reconnects our lips together, his hands roaming over my whole body and stopping at my waistband. Moving his hand slowly to my zipper, sliding it down, and undoing my button.

His hands slide my pants off, our shoes already being lost, and his hand immediately goes back up to slide off my panties. “God (Y/N), you’re already so wet.” He says as he gently slides a finger through my folds.

I let out a moan and Jerry smirks before kissing me hungrily. His thumb playing with my clit, as one finger slides into me, has me soon as a moaning mess. His fingers are at familiar territory and he knows exactly what to do to make me feel like I’m on cloud nine.

“Jer- God, Jer.” I grunt as he starts pumping, now two fingers, in and out of my roughly. He removes his fingers from inside me and swiftly removes his boxers as well.

His hands are now resting at the side of my head, both on one side. He’s positioning himself between my legs, the tip of his cock teasing against my entrance. He moves himself up a bit, his cock now sliding against my clit, causing me to let out a loud moan.

Jerry chuckles before sliding himself into me completely. I arch my back, the once familiar feeling a bit renewing.

“You alright?” he whispers softly, caressing my cheek with his thumb. I nod and he places a gentle kiss on me lips before thrusting in and out of me. At first, his thrusts are gentle, but as soon as he realises I’m completely adjusted to the feeling of having him inside me, his thrust get harder and harder.

“Jeez, (Y/N) you’re so tight.” Jerry grunts as he keeps pushing in and out of me. A chuckle I let out forms into a moan as he hits my sensitive spot. He places kisses all over my neck and nibbles and bites every now and then.

I feel my orgasm building up in the pit of my stomach “Jer, I’m close-” I tell him and he nods, “Me too, babe. Just let it go, come for me.”

It takes us both only a couple second before it’s done. I scream his name as he screams my name. We ride off our high and he pulls out slowly, collapsing next to me on the bed.

“I’ll never let you go, (Y/N). I’ll never give you another reason for it.” he whisper in my ear while placing his arm around my waist.

“I won’t let you do anything like that ever again, Jer, so don’t worry.” I say and we both chuckle.

The sound of the door opening startles us and Jerry quickly grabs a blanket to cover the both of us. Chris enters the room and as soon as he sees us he freezes.

“I thought you locked to door.” I whisper to Jerry, my eyes not leaving Chris’ figure.

“I guess I was a bit too busy getting us to the bed to check the lock…”

“You guys,” Chris said, while pointing his finger at me and then Jerry, back and forth, “just had sex. In my bed.” he says, more to himself than to us. “IN MY BED!”

Jerry and I share a glance, smiles creeping up on our faces, “Oops?”

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