steviemae

[steviemae]

I’d like to request a Jack fic where reader (who is a fan and is shy) and Jack go on their first date and she is nervous but Jack notices and acts all cute about it and calms her down (like I thought about the ‘don’t be anxious, I got you’ line from poison). Please and thanks.

I GOT YOU | J.HARLOW

pair: jack harlow x reader

requests are open | masterlist

a/n: to the anon that requested, i changed the reader and the concept for a bit.

you were backstage, waiting for jack to finish his final song. there was a screen in one of the rooms to watch jack perform live. in the meantime, you were lip-syncing to “state fair,” his last song for the concert.

urban opened the door just to see you, “how come you’re not in the pit today?”

you shook your head, “it’s too much for me. some of these fans don’t have etiquette.”

you weren’t lying though. after venues started opening up again the previous year, fans started to get crazier. you didn’t find it a problem at first, but after the craze jack received, you immediately moved from the pits to backstage with his crew.

“it’s crazy out there,” your eyes widened.

you looked at urban, who was chilling at a corner, and he agreed with your opinion, “some of his fans can be too much, and i understand if you don’t want to be standing with a whole bunch of strangers.”

you gave urban a weak smile, “thank you urban for understanding. yes, i miss seeing him perform up front, but-”

there was a knock on the door, and urban opened it to see a sweaty and exhausted jack. he tried to reach in for a hug, but you refused.

“how’s my girl been?” jack smiled at you while you laughed, taking a few steps back.

“now if you don’t get your sweaty ass out” you joked.

jack backed off, “finding everything alright in here?”

“i miss seeing you in the stage, but things are more peaceful here.”

“we’re leaving to go back at the hotel in a few minutes, and i have a surprise for you after, yeah?”

you nodded, “all for me?”

jack kissed your forehead, “for you.”

-

jack locked your shared hotel room to go take a shower. once finished, he changed into something casual, but somewhat makes it fashionable.

“you ready?”

jack walked in to see you in the couch, changing the tight shirt and baggy pants combo to an archived dress. you put your phone in your bag and stood up, “yeah, let’s go.”

you got into the passenger seat while jack was the one driving. you had a smile on your face, getting pretty exciting yet nervous on what place jack was going to take you.

“close your eyes,” jack said as he was driving. he took a turn and the glowing letters of the restaurant began to show up.

once he entered the parking lot, he allowed you to open your eyes, “alright, you can open them.”

you opened your eyes to see the restaurant that you begged jack for a long time now, “oh my god, jack! you finally did it!”

“i know.”

-

you and jack settled on the table, and you suddenly felt anxious. you looked around the room, and people were everywhere. normally, this wouldn’t be the case as jack would book a private room just for you and him to eat.

you started tapping your fingers on the table, feeling nervous in the public setting. jack began taking notice of your body language, and removed the toothpick from his mouth, “everything okay?”

you placed your hand on the table, “yeah, it’s just-” your vision started to blur a little as you looked around the room again, “you know that feeling when you’re anticipated for something and the second you go, it’s going horrible? that’s how i’m feeling.”

“don’t be anxious, i got you,” jack held your hand, “pretend that it’s just you and me in this room.”

you took several deep breaths, and the first thing you saw was jack.

“you’re doing great, sweetheart.”

you blushed by his comment and by then the waitress passed out the dishes. before picking up the fork, jack wondered if you wanted to get it on the go instead.

“you want to eat it at the hotel instead?”

you refused, “no, i was the one that wanted to go here anyway.”

-

on the way out, you came out with enthusiasm, “that was delicious, just like expected.”

you turned around to look at jack, “sorry about earlier, i was just panicked that someone was going to call us out and ruin our date.”

“i understand your concern. we’re lucky that didn’t happen.”

“yeah,” you hopped onto the car, “maybe it’s worth going here again.”

jack started the car when he asked, “want to go to another date? this time it’ll be private.”

“to where?”

“to the hotel room and watch a movie there,” jack laughed.

you rolled your eyes, “i can’t with you sometimes.”

[steviemae]

“My favorite things.”

You and Jack had just started dating, it was still fairly new, and you would say you were still in the beginning stages of your relationship. 

You both did your best to make every possible date night special, knowing that the two of you obviously couldn’t go out in public. Jack felt a sense of guilt over it but you never understood why, it’s not like it was technically his fault. You understood the privacy and safety concerns, you truthfully didn’t mind as long as you were together.

Jack had been in the studio a lot lately, and you could tell he was overwhelmed with all of the professional decisions being thrown his way. He had a hard time saying no, which concerned you a lot and you were afraid he was going to run out of steam soon.

Tonight was the first night he’d be sleeping over at your place, it didn’t take a lot of convincing, but your excuse was still the fact that your apartment was closer than his house was from the studio. You thought about it your entire day, in fact, you made sure that you would have everything he could possibly need, knowing that you probably went overboard, but he had already learned that you showed affection through acts of service.

You had set out brand new towels, a toothbrush, deodorant, lotion, new pajama pants, boxer briefs (that you knew he liked- he’s very particular) and some clay face mask sets. You assumed he’d want to unwind, and you encouraged it.

Jack promised you it wouldn’t be a late night but you didn’t count on it, you knew how easily time got away from him. You had already showered, and made dinner, now it was time to wait.

You had just got into the second episode of a new show you started on Netflix when your phone chimed. You answered it immediately, obviously eager to hear his voice. ”Is now a good time to head over? I can pick up dinner?” He said excitedly but you knew deep down he was tired and over his long day.

“I made enchiladas” you replied and he was ecstatic “hell yeah, I’ll be right there.”

When he came in the door, he had just a backpack on. You ran over to him greeting him with a kiss, “hey handsome! How was your day?” He smiled, the corners of his eyes wrinkling.

“Better now, that I’m here” he gave you a few soft kisses, leaning into you. You could feel the heavy energy lifting off him with every kiss, “wanna talk about it?”

He shook his head, “just work stuff.” You leaned against him, holding his body close with your arms wrapped around him. “I got you some stuff if you wanna take a hot shower” you stood on your tip toes to try and get as eye level with him as possible. “You didn’t have to get me anything” he laughed as you grabbed his hand and guided him into the room.

He smiled, you could tell he was genuinely touched by what you did “baby, you didn’t have to do that.” You walked him over to your shower and showed him where you had a wash cloth, his favorite body wash and shampoo/ conditioner for curly hair too.

“You’re too good to me baby” he smiled as he bent down to give you another kiss.

“Hurry, I already miss you” you teased as you left to sit in the living room.

When he got out of the shower the two of you sat down with dinner on the couch. “Thank you for this” he practically moaned as he took a bite which made you giggle.

“You don’t have to thank me, I know it’s your favorite thing that I make” you shrugged.

“What’s your favorite thing I make?” He questioned knowing all to well he only made a total of like three things.

Without missing a beat you giggled “music, that’s my favorite thing that you make.” He threw his head back and laughed, setting his empty plate to the side. “It’s like that?”

“You’re my favorite rapper! That counts right?” You laughed a little too hard at his reaction which sent the both of you into a fit of laughter.

“Wow! I’m actually hurt” he joked, clutching his chest.

“I can do better. Hold on, your eyes are my favorite too” you leaned your head on his shoulder as he grabbed for your hand.

“My eyes? Go on” he smirked, loving the attention.

“The way your nose wrinkles when you laugh, that’s my favorite too” you looked over at Jack who was a bright shade of pink.

“You’re very observant” he smiled, still avoiding your eye contact.

“Or the way I can make you blush, that’s kind of up there too” you kissed his cheek.

“Okay okay, I think you’re my favorite person, that counts right?” He laughed, trying to change the subject back to you.

“Over Urban? Copelan? Now I know you’re lying” you laughed, “I’ll pretend to believe you for the sake of our night though.”

He laughed before smiling to himself, only thinking “yeah, I’m going to marry this girl.”

[steviemae]

Don’t Be Anxious I Got You

Jack Harlow x fem!reader

Smut!⚠️

Synopsis: Just smut no plot.

Jack helps a shy reader not be so shy.

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His touches are gentle and teasing. His fingers just barely touching your thong but somehow perfectly applying pressure to your clit, the amount that leaves you wanting more and needy but not enough to let you cum. You smile up at him as he’s towering over you on the bed.

“Hmm?” He asks you.

Your face reddens. Jack’s main goal is always to get you out of your shyness when it comes to sex.

“More.” You ask quietly.

“You want more?” He asks with a smirk.

“Like this?” He asks applying more pressure.

A moan rips through you, it feels good, but it’s not what you wanted.

“Mmm mmm” You shake your head.

Jack’s eyes widen, he expected that to fully be what you wanted.

“I- I want you.” You tell him, his fingers still circling your clit.

You’re sure your slick has started to seep through the cloth.

“What about me?” He asks you, pulling down your thong.

He licks a stripe up your cunt, collecting your slick on his tongue and swirling it on your clit.

“Fuck.” You sigh, again feels good, but not what you want.

“No, Jack. I want you to fuck me.” You moan.

Jack pauses out of shock, the vulgar sentence his new drug of choice. He wants to hear it every day and as many times as possible.

Jack quickly shuffles to get undressed. It doesn’t take long to get him situated in between your legs and before you know it he’s slowly pressing against your opening and sliding in.

“Feels so good.” You moan.

“This what you wanted, princess?” He asks you.

The pleasure has already clouded your mind and you’re far gone. You grip the covers over and over trying to ground yourself. Jack notices and chuckles, he grasps your hand and holds it. You try to move your head to the right to hide it.

“Let me see that pretty face as I make you feel good.” He says, watching as you center it in front of him again.

“Good girl.” The praise sends numbness throughout your limbs.

“Oh.” You moan as Jack speeds up his pace, your back arching off of the bed.

You bite down on your lip, trying to hold in the whines and moans leaving your lips at an embracing volume.

“I’m so close, Jack.” You moan, screwing your eyes shut.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” You chant, gripping his hand tighter and your legs lifting a bit.

You cum hard, blanking out of the real world for a moment.

The moment looks like an Oscar award-winning cinematic masterpiece to Jack prompting him to orgasm along with you.

You blimp back into reality as Jack pulls out. He watches as his cum slips out and thrusts back into you to slip it back in.

“I can’t.” You moan, already so sensitive.

“I know, baby.” He says pulling out gently.

Your legs feel weak from how much shaking they’ve done. Tears stick to your face and hair.

“C’mon let’s get you to the bathroom, then we can take a nap,” Jack says, holding his hand out for you to take.

[steviemae]

Taking Care Of You

Repost from my old account!

A collab with my girly @harlowcomehome 💖💖 by far one of my fave fics. Enjoy (again) my friends!

SMUT | 18+ ONLY

“Last one I did, I caught a vibe with the bottle girl” Jack finishes singing, placing the mic back on the stand and seating himself on the empty folding chair in the large studio. You and Neelam stood above him as you handed him a water bottle that he quickly began to chug down.

It was the night before his performance at the New Balance track, and he had been working relentlessly for weeks trying to perfect it. He was becoming confident that he would give a great performance until a couple of days ago when Urban dropped the bomb on him that he wouldnt be able to make it to the show since he would be going to his sisters birthday party back home in Louisville. Jack of course told him that he should go, the both of them knowing how important family is, but it didn’t make things any easier on Jack.

“That was a great rehearsal, Jack. I think you’re more than ready for tomorrow.” Neelam tells him as he screws the top back on to the water.

You stood behind him and massaged his shoulders as he continued to talk to her. “I just wish Urban would be there. All these years and this will be the first performance without him.” He tells her as he slowly melts into the chair, falling into the trap of your massages.

Him and Neelam talk for a little longer, her promising him another great photographer and an easy day tomorrow.

As she finally leaves the studio, it was just the two of you, your hands still massaging out all the knots in his shoulders. He leans his head back, watching you from above him. You laugh as he puckers his lips out, giving him what he wants and placing a kiss on his lips.

“You, okay?” You ask him.

Jack closes his eyes as he allowed you to continue caressing his shoulders and back, too worked up with your hands on him to give you a response.

“Baby” you speak softly as you rub his shoulders and back, his chest only being covered by a thin black tank. “Hmmm?” He hummed with his eyes closed.

“Don’t worry about a thing” you bent down, kissing down his neck, slowly blowing on the wet spots you purposely left behind. “Don’t worry huh?” He said in a haze, clearly knowing what you were doing to him.

“You know that I got you” you walked over to the front of him, bending down and spreading his legs so you could face him. His icy blue eyes hooded with lust as he gazed down at you.

“Let me take care of you” you ran your nails up and down his thighs, sending goosebumps throughout his body.

You watched as he closed his eyes and dropped his head to the side, leaving you easy access to suck the skin on his neck one last time as your hands made their way to his belt buckle.

“Gah damn” he grunts out, one of his hands making it’s way to scratch the back of your head.

You got his buckle undone, working on his pants button and zipper next, before you finally could get your hands into his boxers. You rubbed your hand on his growing length, looking up at him with innocent eyes and saying, “Stand up for me for a second babe, let’s make me helping you a little easier”

He does as you say without hesitation, his length now directly in front of your face. You look up at him to see him looking down at you. You hook your fingers into the band of his boxers, sliding both his boxers and jeans down low enough to have his dick spring out. You grab it, instantly licking the tip that was already dripping precum.

You could feel his dick twitch the second your tongue licked across it. You knew how sensitive he was about it, so you took your time. Licking up and down the veins, making sure you massaged his balls softly. His hips bucked the second you put it in your mouth causing you to gag slightly.

“Baby” he whined, breathlessly. You ignored his whining, it only made you hornier and your main focus was him right now, even though the warmth between your legs was growing more and more intense. His hips bucked again but this time you were more prepared putting your hands on his hips to steady him “baby… baby…” his sense of urgency made the pit of your stomach warm.

“Gunna cum?” You took his dick out of your mouth making a pop sound that drove him wild.

“Oh my gooooood” he groaned, looking down at you. His entire face was flushed and you couldn’t help but laugh.

“You look fucked out already and we haven’t even got to the good part” you stood up, kissing him for a long time, making his dick throb with anticipation.

“I wanna ride you on that couch” you pointed to the couch behind him.

“I want to make you feel good too baby” he hummed, slipping his hands under your shirt to massage your nipples.

You wanted to get lost in the moment but not yet, you swatted his hand away, taking his pants off completely and guiding him to the couch. He watched as you swayed your hips from side to side, intentionally of course.

You were wearing a dress, so it was easy for you to take it off it one go, Jack admired the matching bra and pantie set you had on for him. He was practically drooling when you climbed on his lap and straddled him.

“I want to make you feel good, make your worries go away” you whispered into his ear, biting down on it softly but hard enough to get him hard again.

He gave you a weak nod, slowly dropping yourself and allowing his dick to stretch out your insides. The two of you released an in unison moan. You began to ride as soon as you composed yourself, bouncing yourself up and down on his dick, allowing it to hit you in all the right spots. His mouth soon found your nipple while his hands held your ribs, assisting you in your ride.

“So sexy” he whispered out as he brought his mouth back your nipple, mimicking your earlier actions by leaving a wet kisses and blowing on them.

“You like that, dontcha?” You ask him with a mischievous smile as you quicken your pace, your breasts bouncing in front of him.

He laughs as his grip around you drops, his hands making their way to your ass. He gives both cheeks a squeeze before lifting one hand up and slapping it harshly. The pain only turned you on more, you letting out a moan at his actions.

“I think you like it just as much as me, baby” Jack whispers against your ear.

You speed up at his words, placing your hands on his shoulders to push him back. “Yeah, but I’m supposed to be taking care of you, remember?”

“Oh, trust me. You are.” He laughs, giving your ass one more slap that only you fueled you to go faster. “I want to make you feel good too” he struggled to say with a moan.

His hands were on your ass cheeks pushing himself deeper into you, causing your head to fall back giving him easy access to your breasts. He took the opportunity to suck on your nipples. “Babe, You- you” your voice shook as you continued to bounce on his dick, you used your vaginal muscles to grip his dick.

“that’s not fair.” He moaned out with a weak laugh.

“You know how sensitive my nipples are” you breathed heavily and he smirked.

“yes, I do” he leaned forward sucking on the opposite breast this time. “Two can play this game” you thought to yourself and started to kiss on his neck again, finding his sweet spot behind his ear. You felt him swallow hard, “baby, bbb-baby.” His voice was raspy, stuttering and urgent, you looked at his face knowing his orgasm face all too well. “Don’t you dare cum” you teased, his eyes shot open looking at you intensely “you’re not allowed to cum until I say so” your speed started to slow down and you started to kiss him softly. “Baby” he moaned into your mouth, “I need to-“

“I said not-“ you started to say before he wrapped his two arms around you, flipping the both of you over, your back now on the couch and him hovering above you. His dick made his way to your folds before you could even process the change, him saying “let me help you help me” as he inserted himself in you. Your legs wrapped around him as he found his rhythm, his speed only getting faster.

“Wanna help me, y/n?” He asks from above you. You could only give him a nod as you felt your orgasm growing closer. “Then cum with me.”

You let out a whiney moan as his speed only got faster, his mouth making its way to your nipple. The two of you came within seconds, his hot liquid filling you to the brim.

Jack’s pace slowed down as the two of you came down from your highs. He wraps his arms around you as the two of you lay there.

“I wanted to help you destress.” You say to Jack in a whiney voice.

He kisses the top of your head before saying “you absolutely did babe. I don’t even remember what it was that I was stressing about.”

“Good,” you laugh back to him.

[steviemae]

Hi I love your writing sm. I was wondering if u could write something fluffy with Jack idek know what but you’re the best Jack writer and I love when he says “ma” sm 😭😭

Beard burn (Jack harlow x reader)

Summary: You and Jack are messing around when his beard keeps scratching you.

It’s fluffy not smutty so don’t let the title fool you 😭

This ask is so cute btw i love y’all 🖤

"Jack stop!" You laughed as Jack kept tickling you.

You both were having a lazy day today and in bed, you decided to poke him. A little too much for his liking.

"Hey, you asked for it." He pinned your hands above your head and resumed tickling your sides with his other.

Your shirt had risen amongst the chaos and he took advantage of that. His fingers moved along the sides of your body until you were out of breath.

"You gonna stop poking me?" He asked with a smile. You were breathing heavily as Jack straddled your waist.

Jack loved the glint in your eyes and the smile that never left your face.

"If I say yes, are you gonna believe me?"

He scoffed and rolled his eyes. 

"I mean it's up to you Y/n. Just choose your actions very carefully. You're not really in a place to say something."Jack teased.

"Ok ok. Truce."

Jack got off and plopped down next to you. 

The room was silent for a few moments, while you two caught your breath.

You slowly moved your finger to his cheek while his eyes were closed.

"Poke."

"That's it."

"Wait, no Jack I'm sorry." You laughed and tried to run off the bed. "I'm sorry!"

You barely made it to the door before he scooped you up and threw you over his shoulder.

"You keep testing me. I tried to warn you." He slapped your ass.

You laughed and struggled to get out of his grip.

"I like having you like this." He chuckled and bounced you making you flail. "I love your thighs, ma."

His hand rubbed down your thighs as he walked to the living room and laid you on the couch.

You blew away some hair that flew in your face and looked up at him.

"Are you done bullying me now?" You pouted.

"You started it!"

"Yeah, but you let it get to you."

"Oh my god." He ran a hand over his face.

A grin was plastered over his face as he climbed on top of you and rested his full weight.

"Ugh, Jack you're too heavy." You tried to kick your legs.

"Ma, you move your knee any higher and we ain't having kids." He teased.

He planted his face in your neck and huffed.

"Aww, you done being the big scary man." You mocked with a pout and petted his hair.

He silently nodded and you moved your neck.

"Ahh! Your beard tickles."

He only moved his face more against your neck.

"You're such a dick." You tried to move his curls away from your face and pushed his head.

"You never complain when I leave hickies." Jack said. 

"That's because your mouths doing all the work. Not your beard. You need to shave."

He only grunted and pulled away. Jack narrowed his eyes and lightly pecked your lips.

"I am seriously debating our relationship right now." He joked. "You want me to look like a pre-pubescent kid whose balls haven't dropped?"

"I meannn." You trailed off.

"Nah, the hard truth is once I grew the beard, everyone took me seriously. Honestly dude, once my beard grew, the numbers grew.”

"All I'm saying is I liked you before your beard but I guess my opinion doesn't matter." You looked away from him.

"You little shit." He buried his face back in your neck and you laughed as it tickled.

"Jack, I swear if you give me beard burn."

"You got makeup to cover it." He dismissed.

You guys continued messing around for a few more minutes before you decided to chill.

Jack switched positions on the couch, so you were now laying on top of him.

"Comfortable, Ma?" He asked and kissed your forehead. You only hummed in agreement and your cheek rested on his face.

Your eyes were closed as you slowly started to doze off. Jack lightly rubbed his thumb across your arm where he was holding you. 

Jack was also falling asleep and you two eventually drifted off together.

You both slept for about an hour before you woke up with a sore neck from your position.

You groaned and stretched your neck.

Jack stirred underneath you.

“Don’t move.” He grumbled and wrapped his arms tighter around you.

“Jack I gotta get up. Lemme go.” You whine and squirmed in his grip.

He begrudgingly let you go. You stood over him on the couch and stretched.

Jack opened his eyes and stared at you. He furrowed his eyebrows.

“What’s that on your face?” His sleepy voice rang through.

“What?” You reach a hand towards your face and went to the bathroom mirror.

“What the hell.”

You leaned forward in the mirror and inspected your face.

A big red blotchy patch rested on your jaw.

“Jack!” You yelled.

A few moments later Jack came running in. He let out a big laugh as he took in your face.

“Damn, maybe I should give the beard a trim.”

You glared at him and took out your lotion.

“Dumbass. Look what you did.” You rolled your eyes.

“Relax, Ma.” He rubbed your shoulders. “It’ll go away in a few hours. Your skin is just irritated.”

“Really? I had no idea.” You said sarcastically.

“Hey, no attitude.” He pinched your waist.

“Can’t you just cover it with makeup?”

“I could. But I don’t wanna irritate my skin more.” You frowned. “Oh well. Lotion and water it is.”

“C’mon, we got no plans for the rest of the day. Let’s just go chill and heal your face.”

“It’s cause I fell asleep on your face.” You whined.

Jack took your hand and led you back to the couch.

“Since your so mad at me,” Jack said and laid in between your legs. “I’m the little spoon.”

A small smile made its way onto your face.

“Such a gentleman.”

[steviemae]

Side walk

Concept: having to give your dog his usual walk leads to meeting two really nice and funny guys.

having a dog is great. it means company, it means someone waiting for you and being there for you after a long day. you love your fur baby, but you also suffer when you get home after the most exhausting day at work and he jumps all over you, asking without words (because if that dog ever speaks you'll run away from him) to take him to the park so he can play with the dogs there, because your dog is way more outgoing than you, that's a fact.

"milo, mommy's tired today. can you please play with your toys here? i promise you an hour extra tomorrow" - he just looked at you and you could imagine him thinking "why does this woman think i can answer? is she crazy or...? even if i could, i would say no"

you took a deep breath and walked to your wardrobe, looking for some leggings and top so you could be more comfortable.

when you went back downstairs milo was jumping up and down while you grabbed his things.

after a few minutes you were out on the street, going on the side walk and stopping every few seconds because he wanted to smell everything.

"that's the fluffiest dog I've seen" - you heard someone say beside you. you turned your head to look at the person and just smiled.

"can i pet him?" - the guy accompanying the guy who first spoke asked.

"yes, of course. thank you for asking first" - you said. the guy bent down and started playing with milo, being welcomed by an overly excited dog. he is a very social guy.

"i'm jack, the little kid is druski" - the other guy said before bending down to play with your dog too.

"i'm y/n, nice to meet you, and this is milo, who's clearly excited to meet you guys" - you said with a little laugh.

"i know this is weird but can we take a picture with him?" - druski asked.

"yeah, sure" - jack stood and got his phone from his pocket to hand it to you but not before opening the camera first - "oh, it's recording"

"a video is fine too" - druski said. he faked posing for a kiss and milo didn't understand it was for a video, so he got up on his back paws and licked his mouth, making him get up quickly and step back cleaning his mouth with the fabric of his sweater. you and jack laughed out loud.

"that's the only action he's had in the longest time" - jack said between laughs.

"i'm sorry" - you said, but not really meaning it. it is a dog, what could you do about it?

"no, no, it's his fault. he was all over his face. and besides, my dude over here has a really kissable face" - jack said patting his friend on the back.

"shut up, don't start" - druski said before going into a grass area to spit and keep cleaning his lips.

"there you go" - you said to jack, handing him his phone.

"before you give it back, do you mind saving your number in it?" - he said so smoothly it didn't even made you nervous, you just smiled.

"sure" - you did as told and handed him the phone, which he now took.

"we could go on a double date, you know, you and me, druski and milo"

druski rolled his eyes at his friend and started walking away from you, specially from milo.

[steviemae]

The 2nd pic 😭😭😭 but maybe going down on Jack at a drive in movie. Like he rents it out for the gang. Maybe Jack and y/n are friends and she jokes that she always wanted to go down on someone at a drive in amd Jack is like 👀👀👀 and yeah 🥴🥴🥴

Friday night freights

Jack Harlow x reader

Smut! ⚠️

A/n: love love love this

Synopsis: Jack and Y/n go to a drive-in theater.

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Jack being home for Halloween was just the thing your friend group needed. It’s been so long since you all were together for a fun night like Halloween. Every year on Halloween the drive-in theater in the highlands of Louisville played a marathon of scary movies and your whole friend group attended. This year all the Chucky movies were playing.

“So who’s riding with who?” Jack asks.

“I’m riding with you, Cope is riding with Sunni, and urban is riding with Phil.” You inform him.

“Alright then let’s go, we gotta get snacks before we go,” Jack says, twirling his key around his finger.

“Let’s go, bitchesss!” You scream out, causing them to laugh.

Once in the car with Jack you turn the heat all the way, letting the warm air hug your skin.

“Every fucking time.” Jack sighs.

“I be cold!” You roll your eyes.

“No, you “be” anemic. You need to get that checked out.” Jack laughs, turning the heat down; to which you smack your lips.

The ride is quick to the drive-in and once everyone arrives you all go straight to the concession stands.

“I want candy and a pop.” You tell Jack.

“You better have candy and pop money.” He sasses.

“I do, but I like to use yours.” You smile at him.

“Mann.” He smacks his lips.

Everyone talks for a bit outside before you get in the car with Jack and tune the radio to 89.93.

“I’ve missed being with you,” Jack admits.

“We’ve been together your entire tour.” You laugh.

“No, but I meant just us, doing something we both love.” He shrugs.

“In that case, I’ve missed being with you too.” You smile.

About halfway into the movie you have the most random intrusive thought.

“You know, I’ve always wanted to give head at one of these.” You admit.

Jack coughs as he chokes on his drink. Causing you to laugh.

“Okay, pretty boy?” You chuckle.

“I mean, we could fulfill your fantasy.” He says with a shrug.

Your jaw drops at his statement and considering the circumstance you quickly close it back up.

“Uh. I-“

“C’mon, y/n. You know we can be more than friends.” He sighs.

“I mean, fuck it.” You shrug.

You bend over the glove department and slide down his New Balance sweatpants.

“Thank the fucking gods,” Jack mumbles, looking up.

“Thank me.” You laugh.

You lick up his shaft and tease him by swirling your tongue on his tip.

“I’ve waited too long for this, baby. Don’t tease me now.” Jack moans.

You wrap a hand around him to stroke him as your mouth works wonders on him.

“Fuck, just like that.” He groans.

Lewd noises fill the car as he becomes covered in your spit. His hand grabs your hand as he uses your throat as he pleases.

“I’m gonna cum, baby.” He groans.

He tries to pull you off, not wanting to cum in your mouth.

“Mmm mmm.” You hum around his dick.

“Fuckkkkk.” Jack groans as he shoots ribbons of his cum down your throat.

You lift your head slowly, collecting all of his cum in your mouth before swallowing.

“Mmmm, sweet.” You joke.

“Aight, don’t play now.” He laughs.

“Hop in the backseat.” He says, nodding his head towards it.

“Why?”

“Cause I’ve always wanted to give head here too.” He smiles.

[steviemae]

Blanket Hog (Jack Harlow x reader)

Just a short lil blurb I wrote in 20 mins :)

Summary: Reader hates that Jack is a blanket hog, but in the end he always takes care of his girl.

You woke up in the middle of the night freezing cold. The ceiling fan in your room on full blast and Jack sleeping peacefully next to you.

You sat up and glanced at your boyfriend. The large comforter you two (usually) shared bundled up on his side of the bed. Now you regretted wearing shorts and a tee to bed.

Grasping the blanket in your hands, you pulled at Jack’s burrito frame, but he wouldn’t budge.

“Jack,” You shook him. “Wake up.”

“Mmm, lemme sleep.” He whined and turned away so he was now facing away from you.

“Jack, it’s freezing in here. Gimme some of the blanket.”

He only curled up tighter, clearly ignoring you in his sleepy state.

“Bitch, I’m cold. Share the blanket.” Your voice was sharp, as your exhaustion was still very much present.

“Get your own burrito.” He said, eyes closed.

Rolling your eyes, you knew he was dreaming and there was no point in trying.

You glanced for the fan remote and frowned when you couldn’t find it. Jack was probably sleeping on it. of course.

Thinking you could just change into a long sleeve and sweats, you sadly realized you skipped out on doing the laundry yesterday because you realized you wanted to go to bed earlier. Funny how that played out.

Letting out a loud groan, you got up and moved over to his side of the bed. You shoved him over as best as you could and climbed in, careful not to fall off the edge.

He still had the entirety of the blanket rolled around him and wasn’t waking up anytime soon.

You loved Jack, you really did. However, dealing with a blanket hog was never on the list when you made it official. Jack was a very heavy sleeper and it was impossible to wake him up in under 10 minutes.

Shivering again, you curled up next to his front side as best as you could.

After a few painful minutes of adjusting, hoping to grab some of the blanket from Jack, you eventually dozed off.

About an hour later, Jack awoke with a start. He just had the weirdest dream of a burrito that was upset that they weren’t heated up enough.

“Fuck, I gotta stop getting faded before bed.” He muttered. He stretched out and was shocked when he realized he was wrapped up in the entire blanket.

“Dammit.” Jack muttered, knowing this wasn’t the first time either.

Looking around for your body, he felt the lump next to him.

You were shivering in your sleep as your body curled up in itself, trying to preserve heat.

“Shit, ma.” He moved over and quickly unwrapped himself from the blanket. He spread it out over the bed and felt something hit his leg.

The fan remote. He turned the fan on its low setting and set it on the bedside table.

“C’mere, babygirl.” He wrapped his arms around your cold body and wrapped you both under the comforter. He lifted you up and made it so he was now spooning you.

His foot grazed yours and he flinched at how cold it was.

“God damn women and their icicle feet.” Jack muttered, but shut up quickly when you stirred.

You groaned in your sleep and shifted closer to him, admiring the newfound warmth. Jack smiled and softly ran his hand along your back, the other acting like a pillow for your head. He just about died of cuteness when you subconsciously buried your face in his chest and grabbed a fistful of his shirt.

“I love you. Sorry for acting like such a blanket hog.” Jack kissed your head and soon drifted off to sleep as well. He reminded himself to spoil you tomorrow or he’ll never hear the end of it.

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<3

[steviemae]

Chill mornings (Jack Harlow x reader)

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So like I’ve written fics before but never with Jack so let’s see if this does anything. Lemme know what y’all think and feel free to request :)

The morning light softly peeked into the room shared by both you and Jack. The bedside clock glaring 7:32 in bold green font.

Your bodies were spread all over the bed, Jacks arm lazily slung around your waist with your face buried in the pillow.

The bedroom window was open as it often became stuffy in the room from the night before. You and Jack had attended a party at a club and between the alcohol and you wearing one of Jacks favorite dresses that hugged your body, he definitely had his fun with you last night.

You stirred a little and groaned, moving your body closer to Jacks for warmth.

Even though living in Los Angeles meant comfortable weather 80% of the time, this was on of the few days where it was not one of those chances.

The morning was overcast and cloudy making it cold as the night ended.

“Fuck, why the hell is it so god damn cold?” Jack muttered. He got up and did his morning routine in the bathroom. A few minutes later he came back and glanced at your figure. Moving closer, he felt your body and realized your arms were covered in goose bumps from the temp.

“Hell nah.” He got up and closed the window making it echo throughout the room. Call him cheesy, but he got irritated if he knew you were uncomfortable.

You finally awoke from the noise only to cover yourself with the thin sheet blanket. Y’all were definitely not prepared for this weather. Jack glanced to you as he stepped into some sweats. “You cold, ma?”

You nodded, finally sitting up and he handed you one of his hoodies. “I’m gonna go make us some tea and turn up the heat.” He said as you put on a pair of fuzzy socks and pj shorts.

“Ok, I’m gonna wake up a little and I’ll be out.” Jack nodded, gave a quick kiss to your head and left the room.

You rubbed your eyes and grimaced when you felt the mascara from last night pulling at your lashes. You got up, brushed your teeth and cleaned your face with a makeup wipe.

You headed downstairs and saw Jack in the kitchen with the kettle and two mugs with tea bags dangling out.

“Can we just like-” A yawn cut you off. “not do anything today?”

Jack laughed, his morning voice still very prominent. “Already ahead of you, baby. I got nothing planned today and tomorrow and neither do you. I made sure of it.”

A smile lit up your face and Jack took you in his arms. You buried your face in his chest, smelling the faint scent of his cologne on his shirt. The alcohol from last night had left you very fatigued, not that you don’t get bad hangovers, but you didn’t cross the line for a drunken mess, surprisingly. So a chill day in with your man sounded very much needed.

Jack rubbed your back and pulled you in for a kiss.

“I threw one of the blankets in the dryer so go get the tv ready and we can watch a few movies.”Jack said when you pulled apart.

“Ok.” You said, or tried to when you were interrupted by another yawn. You picked up the teas and walked past Jack. A quick smack landed on your ass, making you stop to make sure the tea didn’t spill. “Hey fucker, you’re cleaning it up if you make me spill.”

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After getting situated on the couch, you put on Coraline for background as you knew you two would either be on your phones or sleeping.

You were laying in between Jack’s legs with your body resting on his chest. The warm, fuzzy blanket wrapped around you two. A slight drizzle started outside making you scoff. “How the fuck we go from sunny skies to rain?”

Jack tightened his hold on you and brought you closer on his chest. “Maybe mother natures way of telling us to stop doin’ shit everyday and take a break.”

His hand rested on your lower back and the other on your ass, ‘for support’ as he called it.

“Mm, at least I’m with you.” You said and looked into his eyes. You grabbed his face and brought him in for another kiss. Your thumb stroked his facial hair, as your tongue swiped his bottom lip

He chuckled. “Ma, I know you mean well and you’re tired. But please don’t start something you can’t finish. I can’t be bricked up with you sleeping on me.”

You only rolled your eyes playfully and went back to laying down on him. Your attention refocused on the movie. Jacks hand played with your hair as he glanced down at your figure. Jack was fucked up. Never had he felt love like this until he met you. It didn’t scare him, just a whole new concept that went totally against his playboy persona.

Soft snores escaped your lips which brought a smile on Jacks face.

“I swear imma marry you one day.” He promised to himself.

He relaxed his body lower on the couch and sleep started to take over.

The both of you dozed off and caught up on some much needed sleep, resting in each other’s arms where you both felt safe. Hopefully Mother Nature has these weather plans again soon.

Lemme know what y’all thought !! Also if I needa work on smth pls lmk <3

[steviemae]

Need it // Jack Harlow

pairing: jack harlow x female reader

content warning: f!receiving oral sex, fingering, smoking weed, language.

a/n: some smutty smut bc I’m back on my bullshit

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“I think you need it,” Jack’s breath tickled the inside of your thigh. He was on his knees on the floor with your legs resting on his shoulders as you sat on the bathroom countertop.

“Uh-huh. I do.” You said, taking a hit of Urban’s blunt and blowing out a cloud of smoke, uncertain if he meant you needed the weed or an orgasm. Both sounded good. 

Keep reading

[steviemae]

𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐠𝐞 ⎢ jack harlow x f!reader

request: hiiiiiii, i love your work and i have a request🙂 readers love languages are gift giving, acts of service, words of affirmation and physical touch! it takes jack by surprise because he's not used to these things done so intimately, and it might take him a while to get used to it since normally he's been the one doing things for other people! but after that ik they would be so in love and obsessed with each other!! pure love and affection🥹

warnings: none i can think of, but let me know if there are any!

w/c: 1.0k

a/n: this was almost a hc, but i challenged myself to write a full fic. i hope you enjoy!

want to read more from me? here’s my masterlist!

disclaimer: i am not affiliated with jack harlow. nothing in this work is a reflection of jack harlow or those around them as it is a work of fiction.

hearing the front door to your apartment open, jack looked up and saw you lugging a wagon full of packages you’d just picked up from the front desk.

“damn girl, you said a package,” he joked getting up to help you unload the boxes.

“i know; turns out everything else wanted to get delivered today too,” you huffed, hands resting on your lower back. 

you sat on the floor in your living room and began opening the packages, putting them in two piles. jack went back to scrolling through his phone, occasionally glancing at you.

when you finally finished, you walked over and dropped a pile of clothes onto him. he laid there stunned as you started breaking down the cardboard boxes to take out tomorrow.

jack thought you were being funny until he took a good look at the clothes. looking at the tags, everything was in his size.

“baby?” you hummed, acknowledging you were listening while still continuing with your task.

“the boxes can wait, c’mere,” he said, his voice bordering on stern.

“what’s the matter?” your voice filled with worry.

“what’s all this?” he was confused. these kinds of gestures were something of a foreign concept to him. he’s usually the one giving his last to make sure his people are straight, and here you are dropping a pretty penny’s worth of clothes in his lap like it’s nothing.

“i was shopping online and came across this website and thought you’d like some of their stuff,” you shrugged as if it were no big deal.

“ma, save your money; you don’t need to buy me all this stuff.”

“but i want to. you deserve it. you’re an incredible boyfriend, incredible son, incredible friend, incredible artist— you work so hard for everyone else and i just want you to feel the way you make everyone around you feel,” you took his face into your soft hands and kissed his lips.

this feeling… it was new, and he liked it.

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

jack harlow was many things— talented, sexy, a flirt with a shit-eating smirk, but one thing he wasn’t, was spoiled.

at least he wasn’t until he met you.

there was a bit of a learning curve when you first got together. he learned that you weren’t quick to love, but when you loved, you loved hard. you’re a giver, something you have in common. always willing to give your last and go the extra mile for those you love.

he began accepting your love however you gave it; remembering his gas station order if you stopped on the way home, buying him a hoodie you thought he’d like, praising him for the littlest accomplishments, cooking him dinner when he’s home, and holding him to your chest as you massage his scalp while you watch messy reality television are just some of the things he’s experienced with you. he could go on and on about all you do for him. it felt surreal to be with someone who gave so much and expected the bare minimum in return.

he hated that. hated that you’d cross oceans for people who wouldn’t jump puddles for you. he hated that you expected little to nothing in return for your unwavering kindness.

the love you show him is one he doesn’t think he’ll be able to live without. he has aspirations of the two of you living in your dream home with mini harlows running around and a big rock on your left ring finger. he vowed to give you the world and he never fails to make good on that promise every day.

from buying you a ten-dollar candle from target to buying you diamonds, jack never made you doubt his love and appreciation for you.

material things weren’t the foundation of this love pyramid; words of affirmation were.

“you’re doing such a good job, baby,”

“you always look so beautiful,”

“i love you, pretty girl,”

“i’m so proud of you,”

phrases that might seem simple to others, held so much weight in your relationship. jack knew you thrived off of praise. words of encouragement could lift you out of any funk and put you back on the path to success. it never failed to make you smile.

jack liked to think gift giving and acts of service went hand in hand; both were great on their own, but they complimented each other so well when used together.

jack has flowers delivered every monday to start your week off. when you’re on the way home after a long day, he’ll warm your robe and get your bath water running so you can relax as soon as you get home. on the days he wakes up before you, he’ll set the table on your balcony and have breakfast ready for you to enjoy after he coaxes you out of your sleep with soft kisses.

the last and most intimate tier was physical touch. hugs, handholding, even him simply resting his hand on your lower back, brought you great comfort; exactly as you were doing now.

you laid in bed with jack watching, real housewives of atlanta. mind numbing reality television was the perfect way to unwind after the week you’ve had.

you were tucked into jack’s side, his steady breathing had you on the verge of what you were sure was gonna be a good night’s sleep. his hand was under your— his shirt, thumb rubbing soft circles on your hip; your hand under his shirt doing the same to his lower back.

the serenity of simply existing together was enough.

for as long as you can remember, you’ve lived by the phrase “treat people how you want to be treated”. you don’t treat people well because you want to be rewarded for it, you do it because you believe in the transfer of positive energy; if you’re good to others, you’ll be rewarded abundantly. you can’t attract what you don’t put out.

you ultimately believed jack was your good karma and he believed you were his.

𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 © 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬-𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲, 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝-𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬.

[steviemae]

Jack eating Tr out

17+ Smut

A/N: Using this request to freshen up my smut writing skill. (Warning, I don’t have one) Also this takes place in the morning so if you have any issues with some light somnophilia (sleep play) then I recommend skipping this one.

The sound of the covers shifting caused you to slowly wake, you were used to Jack getting up early so you tried to ignore it and go back to sleep. You turned to lay on your stomach when you felt fingertips ghost over thighs, which you barely noticed due to being tired.

You quickly became aware of the kisses being placed up to the hem of your shorts. This caused you flip onto your back, feeling aroused and craving the sudden attention. Involuntary your heart began to beat quicker and your breath staggered as you lifted your hips, allowing your shorts to taken off fully.

You and Jack had discussed waking each other up like this beforehand so you saying you were excited was a bit of a understatement.

“Mm babe.” You lifted the blanket to see his smug face with arms hooked under your knees.

Jack placed kisses on your inner thighs and looked up at you.

“Morning mama.”

The conversation was cut short when he continued kissing up. You felt him eagerly pulled you closer, elevating your legs on his shoulders and gripping your thighs which allowed him to be face to face with your heat.

He dipped his tongue into you which caused you to drop the cover and arch your back at the sudden contact. His tongue halted it’s movements and he placed light kisses on your clit to tease you.

“Jack.” You whined in a warning like tone.

You could almost feel the smirk on his damn lips and you mentally cursed at him. The thoughts were soon pushed out of your head after went back to licking you. It didn’t take long for you to be dripping, the noises coming from you echoed bounced off the walls. His beard tickled your skin and his nose rubbed against your swollen clit.

Jack used one of his hands to combo with his tongue causing you to feel a bit overstimulated. He knew exactly what to do to push you over the edge. His tongue and fingers worked in tandem against your opening.

You soon felt your orgasm approach which caused you to lightly pull away from his touch. This caused him to momentarily lift his head up.

“Uh uh don’t run.”

His grip tightened on your thigh and his fingers continued to work their way in and out of your wetness.

He pushed the covers off his head and watched as you fell apart. Your eyes met his which made it even more intense. Jack knew you were close so he let go of your thigh and brought his free hand up to intertwine his hand with yours.

His tongue flicked your clit while his fingers pushed inside of you.

“Fuck, fuck, right there!”

Feeling him hit that spot with his fingers you spread your legs wider and tilted your head against the pillow in ecstasy.

“Go ahead and cum for me mama.”

A weight was lifted off your shoulders after hearing him give you permission.

He watched your orgasm rip through you and listened to your sweet moans echo through the bedroom. Your chest quickly moved up and down while you came down.

You felt Jack pull away and watched as he sat up then wiped his chin. A proud smirk was evident on his face.

“Great way to start the day.”

[steviemae]

After Party 

Summary- 18+ Jack and the reader would rather spend the after party alone then with others.

Word Count- 1.6k

Warnings- 18+ Pretty much only smut.

A/N- Combined the requests could you write something based on “what do you want baby? do you want me to use my fingers? my mouth? my cock?” and Jack eating the reader out in the bathroom of the Grammy's afterparty place. My first smut only piece 🫣 hope you like it!

You had been to award shows with Jack before, in fact you had been to several, but for some reason Jack hadn’t been able to keep his hands off you all night. Maybe it was the dress you were wearing, or maybe it was the fact that your earlier make out session got interrupted before it could go any further, but whatever it was, neither of you minded.

Jack’s arm never left your lower back as you both walked down the red carpet, only venturing lower as the night went on until his hand was resting just above your ass. While the show was going on, Jack’s hand rarely left its spot on your thigh. 

Jack would lean over occasionally to whisper stuff into your ear, sometimes it was as innocent as a comment about what someone said, or some gossip he heard about one of the celebrities on stage he wanted to tell you. While other times it wasn’t so innocent, a comment about how he was going to fuck you as soon as you got back to your hotel, or even asking you to sneak off with him right then. 

That continued into the after party, Jack had accepted the invite a couple days before, but currently Jack didn’t want to do anything but go back to your hotel. Jack’s hand was in its spot on your lower back again, Jack leading you through the party, getting stopped by a couple groups as you walked. Still making comments to you after every conversation, ranging from innocent to “that conversation was so boring the whole time I was thinking about how much I’d rather be fucking you right now.”

You never knew what to expect when he leaded over to whisper into your ear, but honestly, when did you ever expect what he was going to say next?

You and Jack finally had a moment to yourselves, tucked away in a corner where no one else would bother you. One of Jack’s hands remanded on your back, his thumb rubbing small circles where your skin was exposed, while the other moved to underneath your chin, using his finger to tilt your head up. Jack leaned forward to press a gentle kiss to your lips, but he wanted to do so much more.

“So, did you mean it when you said we can’t sneak off? Or did you just say that in case anyone heard you?” Jack asked with a small smirk on his face. You teasingly rolled your eyes as you smacked his arm, making him laugh softly.

“Jackman Harlow.” You teasingly scolded.

“Damn, full name. I haven’t gotten that in about.” Jack pretended to check his watch like it would give him the answer. “A month.”

“I wouldn’t say no if we weren’t in public around people who are going to notice if we disappear at the same time.” You said, absentmindedly fixing his suit jacket as you talked.

“You say that like it’s stopped us before. Like that time on the tour bus, or the time at the studio, or that other time.” You interrupted Jack before he could continue.

“Okay, okay, you have a point.” You laughed softly, wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him down gently to kiss him. Even with your heels on, you still were shorter than him. “Do you want to leave?” You asked Jack.

“Hm, do you think you can wait that long?” Jack asked, tracing his hand down your waist. Both of you were happy you were blocked from the view of the party. “I’ve noticed how’ve been reacting all night, squeezing your legs together when I whisper something in your ear, how you blush when I say something not so innocent.” Jack said, leaning over to press a kiss underneath your ear, as you let out a small whine. To anyone else it would just look like Jack was whispering something in your ear. “I need an answer baby.” Jack whispered, pulling away, letting his hands rest on your hips.

“I don’t want to wait.” You told Jack, who nodded, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

“Good girl.” Jack kept his hand on your back as he led you to the nearest bathroom. 

Once you both stepped inside, Jack’s lips were on yours immediately. You wrapped your arms around his neck, as his hands pinned your hips loosely up against the door.  Jack pulled away for a moment, looking for where the zipper was on your dress, he helped you put it on just a couple hours earlier, but he couldn’t remember where it was, and he couldn’t see it in the dimly lit bathroom. 

“Fuck it.” Jack muttered, pulling your dress up so it was pooled around your waist as you giggled at him. “I’m glad you find my struggling entertaining baby.” Jack teased, pressing another kiss to your lips, using his hands to guide you towards the counter.

“Would you like me to tell you where the zipper is?” You asked Jack, placing your hands on his chest. Jack shook his head.

“No, I’d rather fuck you like this.” Jack smirked, lifting you onto the counter. You trailed your hands down his stomach, reaching for the button of his pants, reconnecting your lips once again. As you unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down you let your hand “accidently” brush over his cock. Jack pushed his hips into your hand. “Fuck baby, you feel how hard I’ve been for you all night?”

You wrapped your hand around his cock, starting to move your hand. Jack let out a moan, letting his head fall back for a moment before he pulled your hand away, kneeling in front of you, pressing scattered kisses to your thighs as he pulled your thong to the side, one of your hands immediately going to his hair.

“What do you want baby? Do you want me to use my fingers?” Jack asked, using his thumb to rub your clit as you let out a moan. “My tongue?” Jack asked, pressing his tongue into you as you pushed your hips into him, letting out another moan. Jack pulled his tongue out of you, pressing a couple more kisses to your thighs before standing up. “Or my cock?” Jack asked, reaching down, and using the tip of his cock to rub your clit.

“Just want you, Jack.” You told him, desperate for him to do anything.

“Need you to tell me baby. Do you want me to use my tongue and then my cock just how you like baby?” Jack asked and you nodded eagerly. 

“Please, just want you to touch me baby.” You told jack and he nodded, kneeling back down.

“I can do that, can you be quiet, so no one hears you?” Jack asked and you nodded.

“I can.” You agreed, and with in seconds Jack’s mouth was on your clit, your hand back in his hair. Occasionally Jack would remove his mouth from your clit, pushing his tongue into you and thrusting it in and out. After switching back and forth a couple times, Jack kept his mouth on your clit, pushing one of his fingers into you, eventually adding a second one.

“I’m close.” You moaned quietly, somehow able to control your moans enough for Jack to not pull his mouth away. Within minutes you felt yourself coming undone, Jack not slowing down as you came, working you through your high before he pulled away, standing back up.

Jack placed his pointer finger underneath your chin, tilting your head up to look at him.

“You’re always so good for me baby. My good girl, staying so quiet.” Jack praised you, making you smile, Jack leaning forward to kiss you.

“Only yours. No one else’s” You reminded him once he pulled away.

“Ready baby?” Jack asked and you nodded, Jack pushing into you as he kissed you again to quiet both of your moans. 

Jack placed his hands on your hips again to hold them still as he thrusted into you. You let yourself lean against the mirror again. After a few minutes, Jack was lifting you off the counter, pushing you up against the wall again as he continued to thrust. You reached up, wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him down slightly to kiss him, neither of you pulling away this time. 

As Jack felt you start to get close, he reached down to play with your clit with his thumb. It didn’t take long until you came, Jack releasing right after you. Jack continued to fuck you slowly through your highs before pulling out. Both of you taking a second to catch your breath before Jack pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“So good baby, I love you so much, you know that?” Jack asked, pushing some of your hair behind your shoulder.

“I love you too Jack.” You smiled, kissing him once before you both cleaned yourselves up, Jack helping you clean up before cleaning himself up. Jack fixed his pants while you fixed your dress, which was now slightly wrinkled, but you hoped no one would notice. You fixed your makeup while Jack ran his fingers through your hair to try to tame it before fixing his own.

“You’ll have to show me where that zipper is when we get back to the hotel.” Jack told you, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind, looking at you through the mirror. 

“Yeah, because I want out of it, it’s getting uncomfortable.” You said, laughing softly.

“Well, that’s not the reason I thought of, but that too.” Jack said, laughing as he pressed a kiss to your shoulder. You teasingly rolled your eyes before both of you walked out of the bathroom and back out to the party. Only spending another 30 minutes there before you both decided you would rather go back to your hotel room.

[steviemae]

“I love how you look in my shirt.”

thank you for the prompt! 🧉🐚✨

not proof read!

“hurry up ma, if we’re late again neelam’s gonna kill us!” jack yelled from downstairs.

you were currently looking for a blouse that would go with your cargo’s and your indecisiveness was chewing you up. all of your good shirts were dirty and you were suffering the consequences of not washing your clothes consistently.

your eyes slowly followed jack’s side of the massive closet you shared. and there you saw the perfect top that would go with your outfit.

you got on your tippie toes and reached for the top. you hugged the shirt and took in jack’s scent on the shirt and it felt like he had his arms around you. straight heaven.

“y/n! i’m gonna leave you if you don’t hurry up!” jack yelled getting impatient.

“sorry j! i’m coming down now.” you snapped out of your daze and threw his shirt on, grabbed your phone, purse, and ran downstairs.

“fina-lly?” jacks statement quickly turning into a question as he analyzed your outfit.

“sorry! all my good blouses were dirty and i didn’t-“ he stopped you mid-sentence with a kiss and pulled you into him.

“don’t apologize, i love how you look in my shirts.” he mumbled into your neck, laying soft kisses onto the soft skin.

“keep playing and we won’t make it to our destination.” you let out an airy laugh as you pulled him by his shirt collar and laid a sweet kiss onto his lips.

[steviemae]

Open Drawers

(18+ only)

summary: You forget to close the drawer to your nightstand and your best friend accidentally finds your vibrator.

wordcount: 4.3k

tags/warnings: fem!reader, slight softdom!eddie, friends to lovers, smut, use of sex toys, praise kink (good girl), very slight degradation (he calls you a slut once), pet names (sweetheart, princess), spit used as lubricant, edging, overstim, no use of y/n

a/n: i teased this fic a while ago, sorry it took me a bit to actually post it but i hope you like it anyway!! requests are open and much appreciated, if i know someones actively waiting for me to write something for them i’ll be more likely to not spend a whole ass month on it lmao

It’s been weeks of torture. Ever since Eddie found out about your ‘little secret’ he’s refused to let it go, bringing it up as often as he can just to humiliate you further. It was cruel behavior, especially from the man you consider your best friend. Though you can’t be too surprised, considering he’d always had an affection for teasing you. In the past it had always been rather playful and innocent- maybe just ever so slightly suggestive- but you were generally able to ignore his flirtatious comments and retain your close relationship (no matter how much they made your pining heart flutter). It had been almost a month since everything changed.

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[steviemae]

Ok so I got this idea whilst listening to this song called Wait by ¿teo? So basically a smut fic it’s a rainy afternoon and Jack had just come back from tour the night before and they were just lounging in the couch and in a desperate attempt to feel closer to one another they started c*ckwarmking for like the longest time and right before Jack feels like the reader is about to doze off he kisses her all over the face and after the reader giving her conscent, he starts fucking her until she finishes and then he immediately cleans her up before pulling her into his embrace while the two of them doze off to the sound of the rain

Thunder

Pairing - Jack Harlow x reader

Summary - warming up this fall season

Warnings - cockwarming, sex without a condom, making out

Rain drizzled just outside the windows as you cuddled on the couch, a thick, fuzzy blanket thrown over your shoulders.

Your lips met his in a kiss, his tongue tasting sweet. Your hand was placed on his shoulder, your chest pushed to his, your legs dangled over his hips. With every passing minute you tried to get closer, his own palms running along your back, grabbing your hair and pulling you in.

You could see his eyes open, only candle light shining through the room. The soft glow danced across his face, his expression pulled into a relaxed, loving one.

" I love you." He quietly mumbled, his whispers barely audible over the thunder.

" I love you too." His curls were wrapped around your fingers, lightly massaging his scalp. Your fingertips grazed the skin of his head, his eyes softly closing, a sigh leaving his lips.

" I wanna feel you."

" I'm already as close as possible, Jack."

" No. I wanna feel you." Only now understanding the meaning behind his words, you almost choked on your own saliva.

" Babe…"

" C'mon, I'm not gonna do anything. Just wanna feel your skin, have you close to me." His thumb drew circles on your hips, your panties now feeling slightly damper.

" Okay…" his hands quickly found your waistband, pushing it down, making you lift up from his lap, pulling off the fabric and throwing it somewhere across the room. Your shirt was off next, the cold air across the room made slight shivers run over your skin, your nipples standing up into sharp points. Jack freed himself, his own shirt flung off, his cock standing proud. He saw you staring at it, a slight smirk plastered on his face as he reached out for you. He grabbed your wrist and gently brought you closer, spreading his legs so you could stand between them.

" You like?" He said it in an almost mocking tone, his teasing making something rumble in the pits of your stomach. You slightly nodded your head, his smile only widening. " C'mon." His skin againsts yours felt almost hot, your knees on each side of his hips while he gently stroked himself, lining his cock with your entrance. He pushed himself in you, the motion making you both moan, a sudden pleasurable feeling overtaking your entire body.

You leaned to put your head on his chest, his arms reaching out to take the blanket, yet again draping it across your shoulders.

" Comfortable." He asked, his voice sounding like a soft murmur.

You hummed in responce, suddenly feeling all too sleepy. The warmth from his flesh, his hartbeat, his hand running up and down your spine, it all calmed you down.

You listened to the ongoing thunder outside, rain hitting your window as flashes of light sparkled in the night, lightning flashing up the sky. Your eyes started to droop, your limbs starting to fall into slumber. Jack noticed this. You looked so pretty under the candle and moonlight. Your baby hair fell over your forehead, your skin shining, your breathing even, your whole body completely relaxed. Until he felt you clench around him. The small sensation made him even more awake than before, almost feeling your arousel leak from inside you.

" Baby, I know you're awake." His voice was soft but it held darkness, slightly rusty with a hint of roughness. You felt him place a kiss on your forehead, his warm hand coming in contact with your chin, slowly lifting up your head, your eyes still fluttered shut. His lips were all over your face, your cheeks and nose feeling warm.

He let his other hand slide down your side, the blanket now feeling all too thick. " Look at me." You slowly opened your eyes after he softly whispered into your ear. You took your time to adjust to the dark room, but when you did it felt like you were staring into oceans. Seas of crystal blue and dark grey stared right back at you. " You want it?"

" Do you even have to ask?" The sound of rain now was hitting ten times harder, all of the love and tension swirling between you made the scene even hotter.

Your lips connected yet again, the kiss so passionate. He moved underneath you, his hips digging up to yours reaching places you didn't know existed. Suddenly, in a quick blur motion you were under him, your back laid flat against the couch, his arms folded on either side of your head.

It felt like his thrusts matched to his heart beat, his touches heating up your skin.

" Jack-"

" I know, baby. I know." The moment was slow, sensual. His voice soothing you, chills running up your spine as pleasure made it all over your body. Your moans only grew louder, his groans and whines making you closer. " Let go for me, ma. I wanna feel you cum."

And only seconds later you were shaking, your head thrown back as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. Jack stilled in you for a second too, his breathing turning even after he fell on your chest. It turned quiet after that, you felt your eyes close and your mind drift off.

Your body moved, hands in-between your thighs.

" What-"

" Shh, cleaning you up. Gonna get you to bed."

[steviemae]

Midnight memories

“You know you really do have a big head Jack.”

“Oh geez thank you so much baby for the compliment that I didn’t ask for.” He said sarcastically and you laughed and laid your head on his chest.

It was currently two in the morning you were all on your way to Atlanta for Jack’s show later that day, while everyone else was fast asleep on the tour bus Jack and You were wide awake in the back talking about anything and everything.

Jack was laying on the bed while you sat on top of him, both of your legs on wrapped around his torso while played with his Kentucky chain.

“I’m happy you joined me on tour baby girl.” He smiled down at you and started rubbing your thighs in small circles.

“Why’s that?”

Your attention no longer on his chain but now on him waiting for his answer.

He blushed slightly and turned his head to the side, he’d always get so nervous whenever you’d look right at him your eyes practically starring into him waiting for his answer.

“I get lonely when you aren’t here baby and I’m sure Neelam and everyone else are grateful you’re here, I tend to get grumpy when I miss you.”

You laughed and leaned forward now laying on top of him, you brought your hand up to his curls and started twisting them softly, he took your hand and placed a kiss on the back of it.

“I love that I’m here too Jack it’s been really fun so far, and I miss you like crazy whenever you’re away on tour thank you for inviting me.”

“You don’t have to thank me baby you know you’re always welcomed.” His hands traveled down your back before resting on your ass he smirked and started massaging your ass and you moaned slightly before pulling his hands off.

“We aren’t doing this in here especially with everyone else being just right outside that door.” You said sternly and he threw his hands up in defense.

“Damn I can’t even love up on my girl anymore that’s wild.” You glared at him and flicked his nose slightly and of course Jack being the dramatic man he is thought it was the end of the world.

“Damn baby that hurt now you definitely gotta give some of that ass for hurting me.” You smacked your lips and pulled the blanket on top of the both of you.

“Just get some sleep Jack and when we get to the hotel you can get as much of this as you want.”

“You promise?”

“I promise Jack, now let’s sleep.”

“I love you baby.”

“I love you more Jack.”

( just a little something 💗 )