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Never Close Enough

Jack Russell x Reader

Summary: The day after the full moon is always a rough one and needs you the most at that time. Warnings: smut, 18+ ((also I didn't proofread this very well so there may be some errors ))

It was the night after the full moon, this transformation had been particularly rough on Jack. You weren’t sure what he had done as a werewolf last night, but all you knew is Jack felt completely awful both physically and mentally. He wouldn’t speak much, which was quite rare for him, and refused to leave your side whatsoever.

For most of the day, the both of you spent curled up in your bed as he rested. He slept for most of the time, and when he wasn’t sleeping, he would mumble things to himself in Spanish while you ran your hand through his hair comforting him.

Finally, he broke the silence with a soft “Mi amor.” That left his left his lips. You turned your head to look him in the eyes as he stared up at you with his big green ones. “Need you. Por favor.”

You furrowed your brows for a moment, trying to understand what he meant, until you felt his hand slowly drift down toward the inner of your thigh. You quickly caught on to what he meant and left out a soft “oh”.

Without another moment to spare, you maneuvered yourself, so you were now on top of him, careful to not apply to much body weight onto him as he was still a bit sore from the evening before. Both of your arms were on either side of him as you supported yourself, and you connect your lips to his, commencing a slow and passionate kiss.

Jack’s arms moved onto your hips, pushing them down onto his, trying to get a bit of friction to where he needed it most. He left out a whimper as he grinded up into you, the pleasure feeling just right.

You and Jack were both only in your underwear, so there wasn’t much undressing that either of you needed to do from that point. Jack moved his hands an inch from where they had been so he could take your underwear off, then you sat yourself up so you could get them fully off while he removed his own.

Jack didn’t waste any time getting you back on top of him, this time making your body pressed completely on top of his as he didn’t care about the tinge of pain from being sore, he just need you as close as physically possible.

You reached down to grab his cock, lining it up at your entrance, then slowly lowering yourself onto it. You let out a gasp of pleasure while Jack let out a low groan as he eyes squeezed shut.

You began to move yourself up and down gradually, you leaned your head into Jacks neck.

“Yes Amor, so so good. Just like that.” He mumbled out as he let his hands roam to your ass, starting his own pace as he began to thrust up into you. You cried out his name and threw your head back, Jack taking this opportunity to attach his lips to your neck, leaving little love bits everywhere he could.

“Shit Jack, I’m gonna cum.” You whined out, moving one of your hands into his hair, giving a gentle tug on it. Jack gasp and placed his head back on the pillow.

“Cum amor, cum with me. Please mi amor.” He begged as he watched you face as her eyes shut and mouth open as you moaned. You felt that knot within you break, and pleasure watched over you, Jack followed suit, cumming only seconds later.

As you both began to come down from your highs, you brought your head back down to kiss him again, it was sloppy but sweet. You broke the kiss to catch your breath, placing your head to rest on his shoulder, your eyes struggling to stay open as sleepiness began to wash over you.

“Te amo mucho. You're so good to me.” You heard Jack whisper, his arms coming to wrap around your body.

“Te amo.” You whispered back, Jack placing a soft kiss against your forehead and moment after you fell asleep, with Jack still filled up inside of you.

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I'll Be Home For Christmas

Jake Lockley x Reader, Steven Grant x Reader, Marc Spector x Reader

Summary: A week before Christmas Jake gets called to go on a mission and promises the three of them will be back by Christmas, but when the day comes, they're still nowhere in sight a/n: I made this set in New York just because it helped fit the story better :)

As every year, Christmas was right around the corner, only a week away, and you couldn’t be more ecstatic. Christmas was your favorite time of year because of all the joy and happiness it brought with it, and this year would be the first time you would spend it with the boys you love so very much.

Although he never really celebrated Christmas, Marc found your holiday to be spirit to be adorable, as did Steven and Jake. Within the beginning of the month, you had done the most Christmassy activities you could possibly think of, ranging from building gingerbread houses to a Christmas movie marathon.

As you made your way home to your shared flat, tonight you had in mind to attempt to bake cookies with the boys, but as you may your way in, you were confused to hear quick and loud footsteps echoing throughout the house. You knew for a fact that Jake was the one to usually walk louder than the others, but never so fast as you heard now.

“Jake? What are you doing over there?” You called out to him, making your way towards the sound of his stomps.

He had been in your shared bedroom, all dressed up in his gear he usually wore when heading to his cab and a duffel bag that contained his weapons sat on the bed. He had a scowl on his face until he turned to look at you, his expression softening.

“Princesa,” Jake paused for a moment and gulped, knowing you weren’t going to take the news very well. Khonshu assigned him a mission that was ‘too urgent to delay’ and that it was imperative that he left as soon as possible. “I’m so very sorry, mi amor, pero tengo que ir. I must leave.”

Your eyes widened and if it was physically possible you sworn your heart would have actually cracked.

“W-What? Jake, are you kidding? But Christmas is just a week away! Can’t you tell big bird over there to just fuck off for once?” You frowned, looking at him with a mix of sadness and anger in your eyes. Jake’s breath hitched slightly, and his mouth formed a thin line. He was never much good with dealing with others’ emotions and didn’t want to say the wrong thing to make the situation shittier than it already was.

“C’mere,” He stepped closer toward you, sliding his hands around your waist and bringing you in close enough that your chests were directly touching. “Khonshu promised me that the mission should only take me a few days, and then I’ll be back home with you. Quierda, I promise you; I’ll be home for Christmas.” With those words he placed a soft kiss upon your forehead, while a silent tear rolled down your cheek. Jake frowned, sliding his hands away from its place on your waist and moving it up to caress your face, his thumb wiping the tear away.

“Please, please don’t go.” Your voiced trembled as you looked up into his eyes. Jake felt his throat begin to tighten, taking that as the sign that he soon was going to be on the verge of tears, and he didn’t want you to see that.

The room was silent for a moment, and you took that as a conformation that he wasn’t going to back out his decision, so you quickly wrapped your arms around him and buried your head into his chest and let out a soft sob. Jake once again wrapped his arms around you and nuzzled his head into the top of yours, breathing in your scent which always seemed to comfort him.

After a while of holding, you and letting your emotions out, he finally managed to bring himself to let go of you, leaning down to place a farewell kiss onto your lips. He then moved over to the bed, grabbing his duffel bag, turning back once more to look at you.

“I promise, quierda. I promise you.” He stated once more, which you only responded with a slight nod, not having the strength to muster anymore words to him. Jake then walked out of the room, and you just stood there, until you heard the front door close, confirming he had left, making your heart shatter all over again.

That promise seemed closer to being broken as the days go by. It was now Christmas Eve, where you now sat in the flat alone, curled up on the couch with a cup of hot chocolate in your hands.

That night you sat on your bed and cried. You yourself thought that maybe you were just overreacting, but you had been looking forward to this month all year, and now it felt as though it was being ripped away from you. You knew how missions for Khonshu went, they were unpredictable. He never seemed to tell the full truth and just manipulated the boys into doing what he wanted. Even though Jake said that Khonshu promised he would be home, you can’t help but think that he might have only said it convince Jake to do his bidding.

Sniffling, you glanced at the clock. 12:02 am. Christmas. No Marc. No Steven. No Jake. Out of spite, you swung your hand at the clock, and it flung onto the floor with a crash, pieces of it scattering on the floor. You grabbed the pillow next to you, which the boys normally slept on, and curled up against it and shut your eyes. You didn’t want a Christmas anymore, you just wanted to spend the rest of the entire day in bed, pretending the holiday didn’t exist.

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Walking home down the streets of New York at 2 in the morning was not what Marc had in mind on Christmas morning. He was cold, tired, and would murder Jake if he could for accepting the dumbass mission from Khonshu if they didn’t share a body.

(Y/N)’s going to hate us, what are we going to tell her? This is so bad, very very very bad. How could we do this!

“We, didn’t do anything, this is all Jake’s fault.” Marc grumbled to himself.

My fault? My fault! Please do tell me, who was the one who accepted being Khonshu's avatar again? You might have as well just let us die if-

“We got out of that deal! I didn’t even know you existed! Steven and I do not work for Khonshu anymore, this, is on you.”

Marc got strange stares from the still many people that were still on the streets this late at night. It was true that New York City really was the city that never slept. After Marcs outburst, the headspace was silent for a while. Marc still had a good 30 minutes before he would reach your apartment and was still trying to think of a way of making up the lost time to you when he got back.

Glancing around at his surroundings, he spotted a man dressed up as Santa, standing with a bell and a bucket, probably for some charity. That’s when an idea sparked in his mind.

Mate, you're not actually going to-

“Shut it.” Marc inturrupted, before taking a deep breath and heading towards the man.

“Ho, Ho, Ho! Merry Christmas-” The dressed-up man cheered out before Marc butted in.

“Hello…Santa Sir. Uh, how much do ya think I could buy that costume off of you for?”

“I’m sorry young man but the costume not for sale-”

“100?”

“As I said, not for sale.”

“150.”

“…200 and you’ve got a deal.”

Marc rolled his eyes but pulled out two crisp hundred dollar bills out of his pocket.

Buddy, that better not be my money from working the cabby.

Marc handed the money to the man, and then watched as the man took off the jacket, pants, hat, and beard, leaving him with just some jeans and a sweater underneath. He handed the items to Marc.

“You have a kid at home you're trying to surprise?” The man asked out of curiosity.

“No, just a girlfriend that I’m praying doesn’t kick me out.” Marc stated before walking away without letting the other man get another word in. You surely wouldn’t kick Santa out on Christmas, would you?

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Marc entered the apartment as quietly as he possibly could and prayed that you wouldn’t still be awake at this hour. To his relief, all the lights were off, signaling that you must have been fast asleep in your bed. Closing the door behind him, he found his way over to the couch and began to put on the costume, fake beard and everything. He then made his way into the bathroom to go check himself out in the mirror.

We look ridiculous.

Ridiculous enough that she might have mercy on us, mate.

Marc let out a sigh, losing any dignity he may have had as he stared at himself in the costume. Now that he had the costume on, he had to grab the present he had for you in his closet. The only problem was that the closet was in your shared bedroom, and he was deathly afraid he would wake you up before he could grab it.

Exiting the bathroom, he made his was over to the bedroom and slowly opened up the door. He frowned at the sight he saw before him. Even though it was dark, he could see the way you were curled up into his pillow, no blankets even on top of you. He also managed to see the clock that used to be on your nightstand scattered on the floor.

He had to rip his eyes away from the scene so he could bring himself to go towards his closet to grab the gift. Everything seemed to be going smoothly, until his perception managed to be a bit off and he ended up slamming his side into one of the dressers that had been against the wall.

“Motherfucker!” He yelped out in pain, grabbing his side that had already been bruised up from the mission he had been on.

Within a moment, you jumped up from the sudden noise and turned to turn the lamp on to see what was going on. Your eyes squinted for a moment trying to adjust to the sudden brightness to see the figure standing in your room was…

“Santa?” Your hoarse voice rang out as you tried to comprehend what in the hell was going on.

“Surprise?” Santa said back to you, and in an instant, you knew that wasn’t just any Santa, that was your boyfriends dressed up as him. You had no clue whether you wanted to start screaming and interrogating them for being gone for so long or start laughing at how ridiculous they looked.

Suppressing the smile that threatened to form, you asked while crossing your arms, “Now who’s idea was this?”

Marc walked towards you, “Mine. I know that you were going to be absolutely livid about us taking so long that I thought this might lighten the mood a bit. I spent a ridiculous amount of money on the costume, so please tell me it’s working.”

“I…I am genuinely speechless.”

“In a good or bad way?”

“Undecided.”

Marc frowned and sat himself on the edge of the bed next to you.

“Hey, we did technically keep our promise, it’s Christmas, isn’t it? And we’re home here with you.” He said place a hand on your cheek.

A small smile formed onto your face, and you sighed. “Ok yes technically, but I still wish you had been home sooner. I missed you so much.”

“Believe me, we all missed you more. I could’ve killed Jake for accepting the mission.” After finishing his sentence, Marcs eyes closed for a moment before opening up a bit wider. You could instantly tell that Steven was fronting now. He moved his head towards yours and gave you a sweet kiss before pulling away.

“Oh love, I missed doing that. Oh! Hold on we have a present to give you!” Steven exclaimed and you giggled at his excitement. Quickly, he got up and ran over to the closet, this time successfully getting the gift that Marc failed to do. He walked back over to you with a rectangular box that had a bow on top of it.

“Merry Christmas darling.” He said as he placed the gifts into your hands. You carefully took the top of the box off and revealed the gold necklace that had a circular charm with a crescent moon engraved into it.

“Honey it’s beautiful!” You placed the box onto the bed next to you for moment, and then moved so you could wrap your arms around Steven, “Thank you so much, all of you. I love you all so much.” You mumbled as he wrapped his arms around you as well.

“So…just to clarify, you’re not mad at us querida?” Jake chimed in as he pulled apart of the hug for a moment so he could see your face. You giggled and shook your head.

“No, not mad. Though no one's getting anymore kisses until you take that goddamn beard off, it irritates my face.”

“What don’t you like some facial hair? I think I’d look dashing with a mustache you know.” Jake stated as he began to take off the hat and fake beard.

“Yes Jake, you’ve told us all…multiple times.”

“And I’m still right. You’ll see.”

Jake, you grow a mustache and I swear I’ll kill us all.

Jake, please don’t grow a mustache I would really prefer to stay alive.

You yawned, still exhausted over all your worrying from hours before. “C’mon Santa, get in bed so I can snuggle you…huh, that’s a sentence I’d never thought I’d say.”

Jake chuckled, now stripped down to just his boxers. He went to his side of the bed and pulled the covers down, then placing them on top of you both. You immediately snuggled up to his side, craving the warmth his body also seemed to manage to give you on these chilly winter nights.

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Drunken Love

Jack Russell x Reader

Summary: After a night of drinking with a new friend, Jack comes home after having more to drink than he could handle, and you take care of him A/N: I had just recently watched this short film (even though it came out in October oops) and I let me just say Jack is definitely going to be my new hyper fixated character along with Moonknight now

You were buried up in a blanket on your couch while hallmark movies played on the TV. You let out a soft sigh and glanced at the clock. 12:51 AM. You didn’t know why you were worrying so much. Jack had told you he was going out for drinks with his new friend…Jake was it? You could’ve sworn he said a Steven as well, but you couldn’t recall. You knew he was fine, but it was such a cold night and all you wanted to do was cuddle up with your boyfriend.

KNOCK KNOCK.

Your head perked up from where you were laying at the sudden noise.

“Amooooor? ¿Estás aquí? Mi Amoooooorrrrr”

You could hear his slurred call from behind the door and you could instantly tell that your boyfriend way overestimated his drinking tolerance. You got up from the couch and quickly went to open the door to reveal Jack, who stunk of alcohol. His face lit up into a bright smile at the sight of you.

“Amor!” Jack exclaimed. His arms swung out wrapped them around your waist while his head took its usual spot it the crook of your neck. You could hear him inhale you sent and let out a satisfied hum. “You smell so sweeeeet mi amor, me encanta tanto.” He slurred into your neck.

While he clung onto you, he managed to close the door behind the both of you and lead him to the living room, where you had been laying moment ago.

“Honey how much have you had to drink?” You questioned curiously as you sat the both of you down. Jack began to place soft kisses on your neck mummering incoherent words as he trailed the kisses down to your chest. “Jack,” you placed a hand under his chin and removed his lips away from you skin so you could lift his head up to look at his face, “how much did you drink?”

“Mmmm Jake changed me to a drinking game at the bar…I, I definently beat him but he says he won.” Jack said with a slight pout, and you couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh. You ran your free hand through his salt and pepper colored hair and gave him a little scratch behind his ear, making his eyes flutter close with pleasure.

You leaned you lips to his forehead and placed a kiss upon it before declaring, “Jack I’m going to get you some water to drink and then we are both going to bed, you’re going to be exhausted in the morning. Stay here, okay?” You got up and began walking over to the kitchen. Though as you entered the room, you heard footsteps trail behind you. You turned your head to see Jack stumbling your way trying to catch up with you. “Honey why didn’t you stay on the couch?”

Jack was once again sliding his arms around your waist, placing his head on your shoulder. “I missed you.”

“It’s been literally 10 seconds.”

“No, you left me on the couch forever.”

“If you say so sweetheart.” You shook your head and smiled to yourself. Carefully, you dragged Jack with you to the cabinet and grabbed a glass. Then, you maneuvered over to the sink and filled the glass up with water.

“Okay time to go to the bedroom, love.” You said as Jack stayed attached to you as you led him around.

“Oooo amor those are my favorite words~” Jack whispered into your ear, and you rolled your eyes.

“Not tonight, Jack.” You scolded as you brought the both of you into your bedroom. You leaned toward the nightstand to place down the water before forcefully detaching Jack from yourself so you could get him onto the bed. You sat him up against the headboard and while you turned to grab the water, he began to take off his shirt.

“It’s too hot in here.” He whined while struggling to get his shirt over his head. Once he finally got it off, you moved the cup of water to his mouth.

“C’mon love you need to drink up. It will cool you off.” Thankfully, Jack listened to your instructions, taking a few gulps out of the glass you held for him. When finished, you placed the glass back onto the table where it was before, next to the bottle of aspirin you left there for the morning. You yawned as you walked over to the other side of the bed while Jack fumbled off his belt and pants.

You climbed into the bed and situated yourself under the covers, Jack following suit. He was quick to curl up into you, placing his head in the crook of your neck just as he had done before. Once again, he had been mummering sweet nothings to you as he kissed your neck. It only took a few more minutes before the kisses stopped and soft snores filled the room.

“Buenas noches, mi amor.” You whispered before letting yourself drift off into a peaceful sleep as well.

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Snowy Nights

Marc Spector x Reader

Summary: As the snow fell down outside, you and Marc cuddle up by the fireplace getting ready to have a cozy night in.

“Marc! What’s taking you so long?” You yelled out from the couch. As snowed outside, you felt as though it was the perfect night to sit by the fireside and watch some Holiday movies on TV. The thing was you had already been sitting on the couch by yourself for ten minutes and you wanted your boyfriend next to you to snuggle.

“Hold on Babe!” Marc shouted from the kitchen and then a moment later he appeared into the living room. He had to mugs in his hand that as he got closer, could instantly smell that they were cups of hot chocolate. “Made us some hot chocolate to warm us up.” He smiled while he situated himself down next to you, handing over the cup he made for you.

“Have I ever told you that you're the best boyfriend ever?” You complimented before taking a sip hot the sweet drink. The minute the liquid hit you mouth your eyes widened for a moment, not because it was hot, but because of the distinct taste of alcohol that took you by surprise.

“Did you spike the hot chocolate?”

Marc looked at you with a mischievous smile. “Yep, my own special concoction.” He took a sip of his own drink and let out a refreshed sigh. You furrowed a brow at him.

“If I remember correctly last week when you had that nasty hangover you were never going to drink again?” You teased, taking another sip of your drink.

Marc shrugged, “Hey, God hates a quitter.”

You laughed and snuggled up closer to him, giving him a peck on the lips.

“I love you.” You spoke softly, staring into his deep brown eyes.

“Love you too honey, but if you keep staring at me like that then we might just have to call it quits on the movie and go straight to the bedroom.” He flirted, a subtle smirk on his face.

You quickly leaned away from him and grabbed the remote that was next to you, then faced the TV. “Nuh uh, not until we watch The Grinch first.” You started to scroll through the TV services to pull up the movie.

“I thought you had watched that with Steven last week?” Marc asked curiously.

“Hey it’s my favorite!” You retorted, pressing the play button on the screen and watched the movie start to roll up. “Now if you sit through this with me without complaining then maybe I’ll treat you to your own private little show later.” You glanced over at him with a smirk, watching his eyes light up at the idea.

“......You know did I ever tell you how much I love this movie? It truly is a classic.”

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(Sorta) Wrapping Presents

Jake Lockley x Reader

Summary: Jake offers to help wrap presents while you run errands...or at least attempts to wrap them

“Jesus, Jake it looks like a bomb of wrapping paper went off in here.” You stated, as you entered the flat you shared with him.

It was only a week until Christmas, and while you had gone out to run some last minute errands but still had a ton of gift wrapping that had yet to be done. When complaining about it to Jake, he offered to wrap the presents for you (the ones that hadn’t been for him, Steven, or Marc of course), and you gratefully said yes with lots of kisses as a thank you.

Though, as you now return to the flat, your decision of accepting the offer was seeming more like a very bad mistake as you looked at the scene in front of you. There were bits and pieces of wrapping paper surrounding Jake, not to mention the random pieces of tape sticking to the nightstand next to him.

“Wrapping presents is a lot harder than it looks…” Jake muttered out while intensely focusing on the present that was currently in his hands, trying to tape down the excess wrapping paper onto the present instead of just cutting it off. Letting out a sigh, you put down the two cups of hot chocolate you had picked up on your way home onto the nightstand and stand down next to Jake.

“Here, let me help you,” you said as you grabbed a pair of scissors that had already been on the floor and snipped off the excess wrapping paper he had been struggling with. You then took a piece of tape and secured the present. Jake watched you in awe at how you could wrap gifts perfectly. You proceeded onto the next gift and wrapped it without a single thing out of place, and then put a bow on top of it. While you continued your actions, Jake moved himself, so he was now behind you, and he wrapped his arms around your waist while resting his chin onto your shoulder.

“How come yours always comes out looking so pretty?” Jake muttered with a hint of jealousy as you finished wrapping the last gift. You let out a soft laugh, as you leaned over and placed the final gift down with the rest of the wrapped presents.

“Just takes a bit of practice, that's all.” You hummed and Jake nuzzled his face into your neck, placing a few soft kisses and whispering sweet nothings into your ear. You smiled, as the smell of hot chocolate filled the room, and the soft sound of Christmas tunes coming from your record player played in the background. It was moments like these that really made you remember why Christmas was your favorite time of the year.

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Skating Savior

Steven Grant x Reader, Jake Lockley x Reader (Marc Spector x Reader Mention)

Summary: You decide that going ice skating with your boyfriends would be a great idea, until you realize that you have no skills on the ice whatsoever. Warnings: None!

Now that the winter weather was approaching and holiday spirit was high, you were determined to do every cute little holiday activity with your three boys. First thing on your list was to go ice skating, which in your head sounded like a great idea, but as you and Steven got on the ice, you realized that you definitely overestimated your own skills.

“I swear I used to be able to do this better when I was younger…” You mumbled to yourself as you tried to keep your balance as you held onto the side of the rink. Steven on the other hand seemed to be doing just fine, as he glided smoothly next to you.

“Love don’t worry, you’ll catch the hang of it after a few minutes…here take my hand I’ll help you balance.” Steven said as he took your free hand that didn’t have a deathly grip against the wall. You were starting to get frustrated with yourself, not wanting to slow Steven down from enjoying himself.

“When did you learn to ice skate anyways?” You asked, trying to take your mind off of the fear of falling which was very present in your mind.

“Don’t know if I’m being honest. I’ve been on the ice only a couple times in my life, suppose it just comes naturally.” He said with a shrug. “Try to keep your head up Love, it makes it easier trust me.”

You nodded, making an effort to keep your head up and forward, your grip on Steven's hand tightening as you did so. His advice had been working, as you were able to start to feel more confident as you moved. Slowly, you let go of the wall, a smile breaking out onto your face.

“Steven I’m doing it!” You exclaimed and Steven let out a chuckle. Both you started to move faster, until your confidence started to get the best of you and you suddenly loss your footing, falling down onto the ice. Luckily, you were able to catch yourself with your hands before your head hit the ground.

“Oh Cariño, how’d you get down there?” You didn’t need to look up to know that Jake had a smug look on his face as he crouched down to help you up.

“Don’t tell me you're a pro at ice skating too.” You said as he wrapped his arms around your waist, hoisting you back up onto your feet, all while managing to keep his feet steady on the ice.

“Hey! It’s a skill that could come in handy! Such as these times where I have to keep my girl from ending up in an emergency room because of some ice skates.”

You rolled your eyes as you wiped your hands on the side of your pants, trying to get the feeling of the burning ice to go away. Jake noticed and took your hands inside of his, keeping them wrapped inside of his for a moment, before bringing them up to his face and place a soft kiss onto them. He flipped them over to look to see the condition your hands were in, and to his assumption, they were red with scratches all over your palms.

“My poor Princesa. Whose idea was to do this again?”

“Mine.”

“Of course. You think you’ve had enough skating for the day?”

“Very much so.”

Jake chuckled, letting your hands go and slide his arms around your waist pulling you close to him while you wrapped yours around his neck to keep your balance.

“How about we go to the diner down the street from out flat? I could go for a delicious greasy burger and fries right now.” He suggests while placing his forehead onto yours.

“If Marc or Steven heard that, I think they would both be appalled.” You said with a laugh, knowing that Marc preferred the system to try to eat high protein meals only to keep up with their shape and well, Steven was just vegan.

“Ah trust me their going banana’s up in my head. Now c’mon what do ya say Cariño?”

“Well, lead the way Mr. Lockley. Scratch that. Steer me towards the ring exit and then you can lead the way.” You said and Jake smiled, giving you a sweet kiss before pulling away.

“Alright, but I better get a tip for the service.”

“Oh I’ll give you a tip, just have to wait for it until we get home sweetheart.”

Jake had to bite his lip to restrain the groan that wanted to come out of his mouth from the words you said, as his imagination went wild. Without a second thought, he swirled you around and kept his hands steady onto you, moving the both of you as fast and safely as he could out of that ice rink. He began to think that maybe your idea of going ice skating hadn't been so bad at after all.

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Baking with the Moonboys HC

Steven

- Sooo, although I don’t believe that he would be an amazing cook, I think Steven can actually do pretty well with Baking

- He definitely prefers the decorating part of the process more

- so so so creative

- for example, one night you come over to his flat and are greeted with the sight of him in the kitchen with an apron on while theres just ingredients scattered everywhere

- ( the most wholesome sight you’d ever seen)

- once he looks up from his creation and notices your presence he ushers you over to show you what he had made

- it was vanilla cupcakes with white frosting and a gold fondant moon placed on top of it (not to forget that it was made with all vegan friendly ingredients)

- and they were DELICIOUS

- I also think that he would totally be into watch baking shows such as The Great British Bake Off (he’s hardcore judging each of the contestants while watching)

- “What a twat! She forgot to turn the oven on! There’s 10 minutes left and her cookies aren’t even baked!”

Marc

- Can not bake for shit

- Doesn’t even try

- You literally have to beg him to even attempt to bake with you

- and you sorta regret asking him to help because he ends up just being a huge distraction

- will not let you get a single thing done

- he’ll always sneak up behind you and wrap his hands around your waist and bury his head into the crook of your neck

- “Marc please just give me five minutes-“

- “mmmm that’s too long, honey”

- he also likes to play a little game called “how many time can I make (Y/N) cum before the timer goes off?”

- high score as of the moment is 6 in 34 minutes but he’s still determined to beat it

Jake

- is probably in the middle between Steven and Marc

- He’s not completely awful, but also could definitely be better

- Instructions? He’s never heard of them

- puts in how much of the ingredients ‘that his heart tells him to’

- so honestly it’s a hit or miss

- “Jake why is half the bag of sugar gone…”

- “I made the brownies extra sweet for you, mi amor”

- spoiler alert: the brownies were inedible

- though he does try to make it up to you with an incredible homemade meal the night after (bc this man is actually incredible at cooking)

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i just wanted to say thank you all so much for the support on my fics recently!! it truly makes my day to come on this app and see all the love you all give 🥺💞

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I’m Not in Love

Jake Lockley x Reader

Summary: Jake spends nights with you erratically, but you start to begin to want something more permanent. Being the closed off man he is, Jake turns down your idea and leaves, but ultimately realizes that without you, he’s nothing.

inspired by the song : I’m Not in Love by 10cc

Warnings: implied smut

If you had to describe Jake Lockley in one word, it would be confusing. One minute he can be the most closed off man you know, pushing you as far away as possible, and the next minute he has his arms wrapped around your waist while his lips attack yours, hungry and desperate.

Every time he spends the night at your place, he never fails to get up at the break of dawn, leaving as if nothing happened. It crushes your heart, hating this routine you have with each other. You wanted Jake. You wanted him more than anything else.

So, after one of your late night rendezvous, you finally worked up the courage to confront him about it.

He was sat down on the edge of the bed, lighting a cigarette, as you were lying down on your back under the sheets.

“Jake?” You called out as you began to prop yourself up against the headboard.

Taking a puff of his cigarette he turned his head toward you. “Yes, muñeca?”

You took a deep breath, his dark brown eyes staring into yours. “Well I just…What are we? I mean it’s just that you come to my place spratically, and we either end up arguing or fucking or both! I don’t know how much longer I can do it. I need stability, Jake.”

Jake didn’t say a word for a minute, before scowling. “(Y/N), you know what you were getting into when we started this, you how I am. I don’t do relationships and I never will.” Your heart sunk slightly by his words, you watched him rise from the bed, dropping the cigarette into a glass of water that had been on the nightstand. “If you caught feelings then that is on you, because I’m not in love.”

You frowned, a bubble of anger beginning to form in stomach. “Then leave! Leave! If you don’t have feelings, then never come back Jake.” You yelled out in anger, and for a moment, you could have sworn his eyes softened, a tint of sadness in them, but as quickly as that came, it left. All there was now was pure fury.

“I’d be more than happy to.” He growled out, before gather his clothes and quickly getting back into them. The last thing he put on was his cabby hat. Before leaving he took one last moment to look back at you, deep down secretly hoping that you would start begging him to come back, and stay in his arms for the night. Unfortunately for him, you just crossed your arms and kept a straight face, refusing to say another word to him. Then, he opened the door and left and that was it. You assumed that was the last of Jake Lockley you would ever see.

You spent the night sobbing. As you did for a few nights afterwards as well. The pain of him watching him walk out that door was the worst pain you experienced. No one else had made you feel like you were on top of the world like he did, and no one made you feel like you had been shot straight through the heart like him either.

Meanwhile, Jake hadn’t been doing so hot himself either. After he left your place, he sat in his cabby for an hour, debating on whether he should walk back in and apologize or not. His heart yearned for you but his pride pushed you away. Ultimatley, he ended up driving away, a deathgrip on the streering wheel, as he suppressed the overwhelming feeling of sadness that began to form within him. As the week progressed, his sadness slowly turned to anger, and he took it out on the people that were apart of the missions Khonshu gave him. He even started to pick up on more smaller crimes at night, just so he had the excuse to go and use someone as his own human punching bag. Yes it was cruel, but he didn’t know how else to cope with his own feelings, as usually you were the one able to calm him and assure him that everything would be alright.

Weeks went by. Neither of you reaching out to each other for almost a month and a half. You were too hurt to have the nerve to text or call him and he was too stubborn to go and apologize and make things right. Yet, as he sat on the couch in his apartment, he came to the realization that he wanted you in his life. No, he needed you in his life. Without you, he was turning into a man he didn’t want to be, a killing machine. He needed the softness that only you were able to bring out in him. Jake Lockley realized he loved you and he needed you back.

With that thought, he got up and looked at his phone to glance at the time. 9:03 pm. He knew a local florist shop that was open until 9:30, so he quickly left and got into his car, heading straight towards it. When inside, he got you a bouquet of red roses, the best quality ones he could find. Then he made a beeline to your place, thankful that he saw your car in the driveway, now having conformation that you were home.

Getting out of the car he walked up to the front porch of your house, standing in front of the door. He took a deep breath, raising his fist to let a knock onto the door, but stopping before doing so. He was starting to have doubts about what he was doing.

“Goddammit.” He muttered to himself. It was now or never. This was his last attempt to bring you back into his life. He stepped away from the door and began pacing back and forth as he began to think about whether or not he should be doing this.

Taking a glance back at the door, he impulsively went up to it again and gave two loud and quick knocks. His breath hitched as he realized what he had done and his heart began to race. There was no answer for about a minute and his heart dropped a bit, thinking that you didn’t want to see him ever again.

Just as he was about to call it quits and leave, he heard the lock turn, and his eyes widened. The door opened to reveal you, in a loose shirt and pajama pants, and to him, you were the prettiest sight he’d ever seen.

“Jake? What the hell-”

“I’m sorry.”

You were taken aback. Jake never said sorry for as long as you knew him. Every argument you ever had with him, the both of you would forget about it or just end up having angry sex, but never had he ended up apologizing. You stared at him for a minute, glancing down at the roses he held out to you, a nervous smile on his face.

“What are you doing here, Jake.” You asked. He hadn’t called you for weeks and left you hurt. From what he estbalished, he didn’t love you at all, so why was he back here?

Jake sighed, moving his free hand to take off his cabby hat and place it across his chest, while glancing down toward the ground. “Muñeca, I take back every word I said to you that night, I was wrong and I’ve realized how much I need you in my life,” he looked back up into yours eyes, “I can’t go on without you (Y/N), your the only good thing in this world. I love you.”

Even in the dark, you could see tears begin to from in his eyes and your heart began to melt by his words. You cracked a smile and walked towards him so that your faces were inches apart.

“I love you too.” You said in a whispered tone before connecting your lips together. The kiss started of sweet and passionate, but soon became harsher, the both of you desprate to make up for the time you’ve lost from each other. You broke the kiss for a moment, glancing up into his eyes. “Come inside?” You asked him as you slide your hand to his hand that held his cabby hat, snatching it and putting it on your own head.

He chuckled and nodded, finally feeling complete now that he had you once again.

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How the Moonboys Act at the Beach HC

A/N: I took a day trip to the beach today and couldn’t help but write some hc’s while I was there!

Steven

- let me begin by saying this man has everything prepared before you guys leave

- he triple checks the bags as he definitely over worries that something will be left behind

- and once you get to the beach you realize how much extra stuff he bought just to make sure you have a good time

- anything you could possibly think of bringing to the beach he’s got

- extra towels, umbrellas, a speaker, loads of snacks, and even a bucket to collect seashells in

- when it come to actually going in the water, i think he prefers the water to be more calm, so if it’s rough, he’ll probably prefer to staying near the shore, just letting the water graze his feet (but if you beg him enough, he’ll cave in and go further into the water)

- he also puts the bucket to good use when he goes to collect seashells

- when he comes to show you every seashell he found your very impressed because he’s incredible at finishing the most unique seashells you’ve ever seen

Marc

- Marc LOVES the beach

- he’s probably the one who asks you to go with him to begin with

- whether the water is rough or calm, once he gets there he’s jumping inside

- he’s always beckoning you to join him

- and if u don’t come right away you bet he’ll race his ass over to you, pick you up bridal style, and toss you into the water with him

- He’s a absolute maniac

- he’ll be like “(y/n)! Look look at me! Watch this!” while he does a lil front flip into the water

- he comes up to the surface all proud of himself too

- it’s honestly really cute

- he would 1000% spend all day in the water

- you have to literally drag him out of it

- though afterward he takes the both of you to go get ice cream :)

Jake

- honestly I think Jake likes the beach the least out of the three of them

- I believe that he’s not a great swimmer/ just doesn’t know how to swim

- so he’s very hesitant when you first asked him if he would go with you

- but of course he can’t say no to you, so for you, he goes

- The only thing he’ll bring with him is a beach chair, speaker, and a cooler full of snacks and beer

- The closest the water get to him is if it reaches out far enough to touch his toes

- He loves watching you jump in the water though

- also refuses to put sunscreen on

- Claims that “his skin is tough” and that “it can handle the sun”

- then proceeds to complain all the way on the ride home on how burnt his arms and shoulder are

- stops complaining when you offer to give him a massage with aloevera when you get home

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Moonboys x Reader Drabble

warnings: faint allusion to smut if u squint

summary: You and Steven are just trying to enjoy a game night before Marc and Jake begin their usual bickering 😪

You sat across Steven, your fists tighten as you await for his next move.

You watch him carefully as he counted the money the that was splayed out in front of him before taking a glance back up at you.

“Steven Grant, you better not.”

“I’m going to do it, I’m going to buy the railroad and you can’t stop me!”

You huffed as you watched him begin to take out the exact $200 that a player would need to buy Reading Railroad in Monopoly.

“You buy that Railroad and so help me Steven I will get scissors and cut up all the money you own.”

Steven furrowed his brows, “You know what, that is exactly something Jake would do, I think you’ve been spending too much time with him darling.”

From the mirror that was on the wall across from where Steven was, Marc and Jake were watching the both of you. “Hey!” Marc called out, gaining Steven’s attention. “Don’t insult her like that.”

Jake turned his head to look over at Marc, and scowled.

“Ay Pendejo! What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It was just a joke-“

Steven held back a laugh as he began to watch both men bicker over the comment.

You watched as Steven stared at the mirror, you assumed that your other lovers were present.

“What are they saying?” You asked Steven curiously, breaking him out of his trance.

“Well, to put it short, Marc said some smart-ass comment and Jake got offended and now they’ll argue for who knows how long. So just the usual.”

You let out a giggle and glanced over at the mirror calling out, “You both better behave yourself, or I’ll make sure Steven will be the only one to see the new lingire that I bought this weekend!”

Steven’s cheeks turned a light shade of pink from your sentence, and he glanced over at the mirror again, where Marc and Jake had both suddenly gone silent. Marc smiled innocently at Steven, while Jake glared at Marc and rolled his eyes.

“Did they stop?”

“Dead silent.”

“…Good, now back to the game!”

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Just a Snap(chat) Away

Jake Lockley x Reader

Summary: Jake discovers what Snapchat is and asks for your help to use it. With every pic he sends, you never know what to expect.

Warnings: implied smut!

If you were being totally honest, you weren’t sure if explaining to Jake what Snapchat is was the best or worst idea you’ve ever had.

Here’s the thing, you never had an intention on him finding out about what Snapchat was, it just so happened that one day while the both of you were on the couch snuggled up together, you had opened the application to check a snap a friend had sent you (streaks to be exact). So you took a quick photo of part of your own face and sent it back.

Immediately Jake was curious, questioning what in the hell you were doing.

“I don’t understand, what’s the point?”

“Just to send fun pictures back and forth between friends, it’s not really much more than that.”

“…I want it.”

And with that, you help set up his own account, and added yourself onto it for him.

It took him a little while to completly understand how it worked,

“So what, I just push this circle thingy and it takes the photo?”

“Mhm, and then you can send it to me,”

Jake pressed the middle of the button and in an instant it took a (awkwardly angled) photo of Jake, staring down at the phone with his brows furrowed.

“See now press the little send button-“

“No no I need to take another this one is bad.”

“Jake this is just for an example, it’s fine.”

For a moment, you tussled with Jake for the phone, but Jake ended up getting his thumb on the ‘X’ button at the upper left hand corner of the screen, and deleted the photo from existence. He looked over at you, stared you straight in the eyes, and gave you a shit eating grin.

You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms, leaning back into the couch while you let him go on to take another ‘betting looking’ photo of himself for you.

“Okay, this one is fine.” He said, showing you the new photo he had taken of himself, waiting for the next step.

“Alright, now hit the little button down here,” You reached your hand over and clicked on the send button, then the screen with the list of friends came up, you being the only one on it.

“So now click me, and then press the send button again.”

Jake did exactly as you said, and within a moment a chime came from your phone, alerting that you had received a message.

Picking up your phone, you unlocked it, went to the snap Jake sent you and opened it.

“See?” You showed him your phone and finally he understood how the app worked.

————————————————————————-

It started off simple enough, when apart, you and Jake would send photos back and forth with each-other, sometimes it being decently taken selfies, or the scenery of the location each of you were currently at.

Jake enjoyed the app very much, more than you would have thought, and soon enough you were receiving many more photos than you were sending. You thought it was pretty cute, that was until you ended up getting one selfie from him, with a thumbs up, which would have been fine if the background didn’t happen to include the dead bodies of three people he had just taken out.

When you confronted him about the snap, he did his best to justify the picture.

“Mi amor, I thought you would be proud!”

“Proud? Maybe impressed, but the point is that I would much rather not see dead bodies in the snaps you send me, okay?”

Thankfully, Jake complied to your request, and made more of an effort to not send snaps until after his missions were completed.

To be specific, there was one night after a mission where he couldn’t make it back home right away, but was yearning for your touch like a mad man.

It was about 3 am when your phone lit up and rang out a ding!

You had been half asleep when you heard it, groaning as you rolled over towards the nightstand to grab the phone and see who it was.

It didn’t surprise you that it was from Jake, so you unlocked your phone and opened the snap to see what he sent you.

For a moment you really thought you were hallucinating because there was a fucking dick, your boyfriends dick, on your screen. The text that accompanied the photo was, “Look what you do to me, mi amor.”

You blinked a couple of times, just to make sure you were seeing this correctly. In all fairness, Jake was the most horniest out of the three of your boys, so this probably shouldn’t have surprised you as much as it did, it just caught you off guard.

You but your lip as a neaky idea came into your head. You sat yourself up and leant over to turn on the lamp that was next to you. Getting up, you made your way over to the boys closet that they shared and at the shelf that was built at the top, sat one of Jakes multitude of caps.

You grinned, first taking of Steven sweatshirt that you had been sleeping it, disregarding it onto the floor, before reaching up to grab Jakes cap.

You put it on top of your head and walked back over to your bed, grabbing your phone once again. You opened up Snapchat, angling your phone so that it was above you, making sure the screen could capture the cap, as well as your breasts. You looked into the camera with an innocent face and then took the picture. You smirked as you wrote, “Wish you were home papí :(“

You then hit send and it was only a matter of seconds before Jake opened it. You stared at your screen, waiting for some sort of response, when suddenly you got an incoming FaceTime call from him.

Lets just say you did not go to sleep for another two hours that night. 😉

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To Capture a Moment

Jake Lockley x reader

Summary: When you discover an old Polaroid camera you had purchased a while back, Jake had his own ideas of how to put it to good use

Warnings: 18+ (smut! 🔥)

“That’s it mi amor, stay just like that.”

Click!

The small photo slowly came out of the top the the Polaroid Camera that Jake had pointed at you. You were in front of him, spread out of on the bed, with his favorite red lingerie on.

A few days ago, you had found the old camera in the back of your closet, completely forgetting you had boughten quite a while ago. That gave you the idea to go out to the store and buy some film for it. You had started with totally innocent intentions, asking Steven if he had wanted to go on a date with you to the museum to take pictures with the camera there, which he was very enthusiastic about. The both of you did end up having quite a good time with each other taking pictures, but Jake was quietly in the headspace watching the both of you, his mind knowing that that camera could be used for much better things than just the museum.

That’s how you ended up in this situation now, Jake carefully making sure to get the best angles of you as he took the photos.

“Mmmm, sit up.” Jake ordered, which you quickly abided to, getting up from your laid out position on the bed and kneeled down, looking up at him.

Jake put the camera down on the nightstand beside the bed and then turned back towards you, placing his hand under your chin, giving it a forceful grab, and leant down to give you a kiss. His free hand slid over your shoulder and towards the middle of your back, unclipping your bra with ease. He pulled back from the kiss, letting the both of you catch a breath while he proceeded to slide your bra off with both hands.

“Let me see those tits, babydoll.” He mummered as he tossed your bra to the side. You let out a soft whimper, craving his touch. Jake smirked at the noise that came from you and let out a chuckle.

“Don’t worry mi amor, you’ve been so good for me that I think it’s time you deserve a little treat.”

You couldn’t help but glance down at the large bulge of his cock that was painfully straining against his pants. “You wanna taste me?” He questioned raising a brow. You looked back up at him with big puppy eyes and nodded. “Okay princesa, how about you get me undressed and then I’ll let you do whatever you want. You’d like that wouldn’t you? My little slutty princesa.” His words went straight down to your core.

“Oh god yes,” You moaned, waiting no time to move yourself towards him, connecting your lips with his, sliding your hands to the hem of his shirt and beginning to roll it up, breaking the kiss for only a moment to push it over his head. While you resumed the kiss, you both fought for dominance in it, and you ultimately won when your hands traveled down to his crotch, giving it a squeeze, making him groan in delight.

You took that moment to let your tongue slip into his mouth further, letting it roam and explore the territory. While you did this, you undid the fly of his pants, pushing them and his boxers down to the best of your ability without having to break from the kiss. Not caring that his pants weren’t all the way off, you took his cock in your hand, moving your thumb to rub against the slit of it.

This time, Jake broke they kiss by letting his head fall back as he moaned in delight. You took this chance to start kissing down his face and to the side of his neck, continuing to trail down until you made it to the base of his cock.

Jake let a spew of Spanish curses fall out of his mouth as he watched you lick a long stripe from the base to the top of his cock with your tongue.

“Stop teasing before you regret it.” He spoke, his voice husky. You looked up at him innocently, placing a soft kiss upon the tip of it. You took a deep breath before opening your mouth and taking as much of him in your mouth as you could. “Fuck!” Jake groaned, squeezing his eyes shut as you began to move your mouth up and down on his cock, taking the part that you couldn’t fit in the rest of your hand. You could feel him twitch in your mouth, which only encouraged you to continue your pace on him.

Jake reached down entangling a hand in your hair, starting to thrust himself into your mouth. “That’s it baby, take it all, there you go,” He praised while you let him use you to gain his own pleasure, gagging a few times when his cock reached the back of your throat. “Estoy tan cerca mi amor, ohhh mierda.” Now normally Jake preferred when you would swallow him down, so it surprised you when he suddenly pulled out and began jerking himself off. “Open your mouth, tongue out.” He demanded, you did as told, fluttering your eyes up at him as he stared down at you, letting out an animalistic growl before finally letting himself go, his cum landing all over your face and tongue.

“Don’t move.”

Confused, you stayed in the position you were, tongue out and everything, and that’s when you realized he had Polaroid camera in his hands while he quickly snapped a photo of you.

“Oh your perfect princesa, just perfect.” He said while leaning down to place a sweet and short kiss onto your lips.

“Jake I want you in me, please papí” You whined, knowing that the nickname could always set Jake going once again. He growled, finally stepping completly out of the pants that had been pooled around his ankles, and moving himself on the bed on his knees.

“Face down, ass up.” He stated with an authoritative tone. You knew that if you didn’t listen to him now, you probably wouldn’t be cumming for a while that night, so you decided to obey, moving yourself the exact way he wanted.

Jake let his hand smack down onto your ass, a loud slap ringing out. You let out a soft yelp and he put his hand back on the spot he just hit, massaging the stinging pain out for you.

“Tan hermosa and all mine.”

Taking your red panties in his hands, he held of grip on both sides of them, before giving a large pull and ripping them into two. He took them and bent down, grabbing his pants and placing in into his pocket for ‘safekeeping’. If your mind wasn’t completely full of desire and lust, you probably would have been much more upset at him for ruining them.

Taking his cock in his hand, he slid it up against your folds, and it took all your willpower to not move your hips towards his to gain some friction. You bit your lip, in anticipation of him filling you up completely.

“You want my cock pretty baby?”

“Please oh god, please papí.”

Within a second he slid himself into you, slipping in easily because of how wet you were. The both of you moaned in unison, Jake wasting no time to set a fast pace.

He set to hands on either side of your hips, pounding into your as rough and fast as he possibly could. Your hands fisted the sheets as you buried your face into the mattress, moans flowing from out of your mouth.

“I’m getting close princesa, I want you to fucking cum with me, okay? I want you to cum all over papí’s cock.” He growled out, sliding one hand down from your hip to your breast, giving your nipple a pinch.

That was what helped push your over the edge, as you began to cum, making the most sinful noises that even a pornstar would be jealous of. Jake followed in pursuit, giving a few last hard thrust before letting his load fill you to the brim.

The both of you took a minute to catch your breaths, and Jake slowly pulled himself out of you, trying to keep as much of his cum inside of you as possible.

Reaching over once again to the nightstand, he grabbed the Polaroid, angled it so he had a perfect shot of your pussy with his cum slowly dripping out of it and then click!, he took the photo.

He placed both the camera and the photo back on the nightstand before getting up and going to the bathroom, to return with a damp cloth to clean up the mess he made of you. When he returned you were laid out on your back, your eyes hazy, the lust that had been in them moments before slowly turning to sleep.

Jake got onto the bed, wiping the cum that had still be left on your face off first, before moving down to your pussy, wiping it from the cum that had spilt out of you. When finished, he tossed the cloth to the side, it landing somewhere in the middle of the room, to be dealt with later. He then laid down next to you on his side, burying his head into the crook of your neck, and letting one of his legs intertwine into yours.

“Buenas noches, mi amor.”

You hummed in acknowledgment, moving your hand to entangle in his hair, giving it a soft scratch.

“Mmm good night, te amo,” You said in a whisper, your voice completely sore and worn out.

It never failed to make Jake just a bit giddy hearing you speak in his mother tongue, and he showed you that glee by placing a multitude of short kissing along your neck, even moving his head a bit to place them upon your cheek as well.

Jake then placed his head back where it was moments before, and within minutes, the both of you fell asleep, contently in each other’s warm embrace.

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Masterlist <3

smut - 🔥

implied smut - 🕯

fluff - 💕

angst - 💥

Moonknight

Steven Grant

Desperation 🔥

After a week of you teasing him, Steven becomes pent up and needy in the middle of the night

Marc Spector

Snowy Nights- 💕

As the snow fell down outside, you and Marc cuddle up by the fireplace getting ready to have a cozy night in.

I'll Be Home For Christmas - 💕💥

A week before Christmas Jake gets called to go on a mission and promises the three of them will be back by Christmas, but when the day comes, they're still nowhere in sight

Jake Lockley

Now and forever 💥💕

after a mission goes wrong and Khonshu lashes out at Jake, he can’t but take his words to heart, and his own emotions become too hard to control

Sleepy 💕

you come home from work to a quiet apartment, but not quite so empty

To capture a moment 🔥💕

When you discover an old Polaroid camera you had purchased a while back, Jake had his own ideas of how to put it to good use

Just a Snap(chat) Away - 🕯

Jake discovers what Snapchat is and asks for your help to use it. With every pic he sends, you never know what to expect.

I’m Not in Love - 💥

Jake spends nights with you erratically, but you start to begin to want something more permanent. Being the closed off man he is, Jake turns down your idea and leaves, but ultimately realizes that without you, he’s nothing.

(Sorta) Wrapping Presents 💕

Jake offers to help wrap presents while you run errands...or at least attempts to wrap them

Unraveling Secrets - 💕💥

The moment the border that kept Jake’s life from meshing into Marc’s and Steven’s, he tries to ignore it, but then you just so happened to stop by his apartment. (Talk about bad timing) (Coming soon!)

Werewolf By Night

Jack Russell

Drunken Love - 💕

Summary: After a night of drinking with a new friend, Jack comes home after having more to drink than he could handle, and you take care of him

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[heartsfromjeanee]

Jake is the fashion icon of out them three. he wears his suit under his collared leather jacket, he also uses leather gloves and a stylish black cabbie cap to go along with the outfit. 

prove me wrong

[heartsfromjeanee]

Now and Forever

Jake Lockley x Reader

Summary: after a mission goes wrong and Khonshu lashes out at Jake, he can’t but take his words to heart, and his own emotions become too hard to control

Jake doesn’t cry. He perceives himself as tough and manly, therefore in his mind crying is something was forbidden in his own mind. He became a master at surperessing his feelings, able to keep a straight face no matter how bad the situation was. That was until he met you. You made him feel emotions that he didn’t even know existed. You were the light of his dark, gloomy life and he didn’t know what he would do without you.

It was a Friday night when he came home from a mission that had gone wrong and his target had gotten away. Let’s just say Konshu gave him MAJOR shit for it. The words he spat at Jake were harsh and cruel, but Jake just stood there and took it. He knew he fucked up, so he deserved this right?

“You absolute buffoon”

“I wasn’t even aware someone could be such a dunce”

“You’re becoming more of a fool than the worm was”

He tried his best to not take the words to heart, but he couldn’t help but feel shamed. His purpose was to go on missions and yet he couldn’t even do that correctly.

He made his way into the large apartment building, taking the elevator to your floor. Konshu’s words continued to repeat in his head, “Stop it, stop it.” He mumbled to himself as he felt tears began to swell. He was not going to cry, especially because you were going to be waiting for him once he was inside. He would just look even more pathetic than he already felt if he were to come in crying. He let out a huff as the elevator doors opened and he walked down to your apartment door. Taking the key out of his pocket, he unlocked the door and opened it, walking inside. He closed the door behind him, as he walked through the small hallway entrance that led straight to the living room, where you were sitting, reading a book.

You looked up from your book to Jake standing there and you smiled at him. “Hi honey!” You said gleaming at him, but the energy was not reciprocated as he stayed silent, glancing down at the floor. “Baby what happened? Rough mission?” You said, placing your book down onto the coffee table in front of the couch.

It was taking everything to restrain himself from throwing himself into his arms and just sobbing to you about everything that had happened. Jake gulped, a frown forming on his face as he nodded.

“Y-Yeah mi amor…real bad.” He managed to mumbled out, his voice slightly wavering. Jake rubbed his hand up against his leg trying to distract himself from anything but the tears that began to form in his eyes. He could feel his throat began to burn as he fought with himself to suppress the emotions that were bubbling within him.

You could tell that whatever had happened Jake wasn’t taking it very well, which was highly unusual for him. Sure sometimes he would come home in a bad mood if whoever he was fighting pissed him off, but this was something completely different. His eyes darted around the room, trying to come up with words to give some excuse, some explanation as to why he need to leave right now so he could go handle his emotions somewhere else. Though the thing was he didn’t want to leave, he wanted to be here with you, that’s the only thing that would really comfort him, but was he willing to break down his barrier of emotions to do so?

The moment you saw his lip slightly quiver you heart broke and you quickly opened up your arms, inviting him in for an embrace.

“Aw baby c’mere.” You said and that’s what broke him. In an instant he was settled into your arms, burying his head in the crook of your neck. You wrapped your arms around him, one coming up to his head to slide his cap off his head. You ran your fingers through his hair as soft sobs began to escape him.

“Shhhh it’s alright my love, shhh.” You mummered to him as his cries began slightly louder. He gripped onto you like his life depended on it. He was barley able to handle all the emotions that were flowing throughout him.

“I’m- I’m a failure-, stupido…stupido.” He managed out between sobs.

“No, no your not baby, never.” You assured him, rubbing circles into his back. You’ve seen Steven cry on multiple occasions, as he was the most emotional out of all of them and with Marc it wasn’t as often but now and then he’ll let his feelings out. Yet with Jake not once had you ever seen one tear shed.

You held him in your embrace for a while as he let out all of his emotions, after a while his sobs began to wear down, becoming mere sniffles, and then once the sniffles ended all you heard was the his soft breath, still a bit shaky.

“Te amo, mi amor, te amo, te amo…please don’t ever leave me…without you I’m nada…promise me princesa,” He muttered into your neck, but lifted his head up so you were directly face to face, “Say you’ll never leave.” He said in a hush tone, practically begging you to say the words he wanted to hear.

“I wouldn’t even dare do such a thing, I would never leave you.” You said moving one of your hands to caress the side of his face and placed a soft kiss on his forehead. “How about we go head to bed for now and get some sleep hm? I think getting some rest would be good for you right now.”

Jake nodded only before connecting your lips with his for a passionate kiss. “Mmm Your too good for me, mi amor.” He hummed against your lips. You wrapped your arms around his neck and softly giggled.

“I’m all yours Jake Lockley, now and forever.”

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