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— OFF MY MIND

SUMMARY : jake has been too distracted from school due to sudden visions and nightmares. he somehow finds himself a tutor to help him through the semester.

PAIRING : jake gray x reader

CHARACTERS : dakota, miguel (oc), sebastian (oc)

WARNINGS/TAGS : nsfw (18+), smut, swearing, slight dom/sub dynamics, oral sex (f. receiving), fingering, toxic relationships, jealousy

WORD COUNT : 4.4K

A/N : title from song by radio company. idek if anyone cares about jake but I wrote this hahaha. ngl that sex scene in devour was unexpected. x

“Hey, you ready, Jake?” Y/N asked him from where she stood at his doorway and he nodded, holding the door open for her. She smiled at him, kind and polite, looking inside his room to check that it was empty. His roommate was out at a party while he was stuck in his room, forced to study.

She walked in when he moved out of the way, his eyes trailing up her bare legs. The black skirt she wore looked innocent, but his mind found a way to twist it into something more inappropriate. Studying with her as his tutor wasn’t always that bad, he always got to admire her and how effortlessly attractive she was. Of course, that only meant he’d have to stay tutored longer, until his grades went up, because his mind would rather daydream about all the ways he wanted to take her than on what she was trying to teach him.

“Here,” he murmured, pulling up a chair next to his by his desk as she dropped her backpack on the floor nearby. She hummed softly in response, he learned that it was her way of saying ‘thank you’.

They were barely 30 minutes into their studying, she was explaining to him why she did what she did that led her to the right answer. He was focused for about ten minutes before the pout of her lips started to distract them every time she spoke. She’d bite her lip and tilt her head to make sure he understood what she was saying and then she’d shift around, her legs brushing against his. Even over his jeans his skin felt electrified by hers, but unlike him, she didn’t seem affected by the way she was brushing against him.

For the next few minutes his mind wandered to his calculus professor and how she seemed to care enough about him and his grades to ask Y/N to help him out and tutor him. Y/N was good at teaching and she was patient, she could explain things in different ways until she found a way that he understood.

She was much more relaxing to be around than she appeared.

Jake believed that Y/N was aware of Dakota’s feelings towards her, but she didn’t say or do anything about Dakota’s cruel words. It was almost like Dakota suddenly became a ghost as Y/N focused only on him, unintimidated and uninterested in whatever drama Dakota was trying to start up. In many ways, that was worse than Y/N actually responding with harsh words.

“Are you already exhausted?” Y/N asked curiously, she was looking at him now and he blinked at her. He shook his head, trying to act casual as he tried to solve the problem with no idea what to do next. “Maybe you should stop having sex fantasies when I’m trying to teach you,” she said suddenly. He felt his face become red, he stared at the paper with wide eyes and then looked over at her, swallowing the lump in his throat.

“I…” he didn’t know what to say. He should’ve known that she would be able to read him. He should’ve just sucked it up for the hour and a half that she was trying to teach him. She blinked at him and smirked, standing up while staring down at him the whole time. His lips parted, still trying to find the words to defend himself.

“If I have sex with you, will you finally listen to me teach you?” She asked, her cheeks were pink despite the confidence in her words. His breath hitched and he blushed too. His eyes trailed down to where her hands were now reaching under her skirt to watch her pull down her panties. They were black and looked soft as she dragged them down her legs. She put them on the desk casually and then stared at him, silently asking for his permission to continue.

“Please,” he whispered, his cock already starting to get hard and she hasn’t even touched him yet. She smiled with a hint of amusement as she removed the black coat she was wearing over her white dress shirt and he began to fumble with his jeans, pulling them down and kicking them off after toeing his shoes off. She unbuttoned her shirt, throwing it on his bed and watched him get up to pull his own shirt off. “This doesn’t count for the hour we have left, right?” He asked quietly. It drew a chuckle from her when she began removing her bra.

“I’ll finish the hour after this so you can keep admiring me instead of doing your work,” she teased, stepping forward to wrap her hand around his cock. He moaned quietly, shaking his head at her words with a small smile. He stared at her face shyly, taking in the way she raised one brow at him, experimentally swiping her thumb over the head of his cock. He looked down at her hand—her soft and somewhat cold hand—as it jerked him off, unable to wrap her hand fully around the width of his cock.

“Don’t tease me,” he moaned, grasping her hips. He tugged her skirt down, leaving her as naked as him. She let go of his cock and stepped backwards, falling onto his bed as she kicked her shoes off, leaving her only in white ankle sock. He followed her into his bed moving between her parted legs while on his knees.

His heart was pounding in his chest, his body felt hot and slowly started blushing with each rapid heartbeat, and all he wanted to do was stare at her beauty as she spread her legs wordlessly signalling him to come closer. He put his hands on her bent knees, lowered himself down to face her glistening pussy, satisfied with the sight that confirmed that he was affecting her as much as she was affecting him.

“You said no teasing,” she reminded him, watching his eyes flicker up to stare directly at her from between her legs. He rolled his eyes at her, defiantly sticking his tongue out to lick up from her entrance to her clit and she gasped, squirming from the new sensation of his wet tongue in a place where no one else had been before.

He’d never done something like this before either. He lost his virginity to Dakota, they stuck to quickies or random one-nights stands where she’d be gone before he was up in the morning. It was meaningless and the feeling of pleasure was fleeting. It felt good at first, but eventually the sex left him feeling used when he deeply cared for Dakota and wanted to be her friend.

The taste of Y/N’s pussy made his mouth water, she felt warm and smooth against his mouth, and he flicked his tongue against her clit a few times, encouraged by feeling her jolt and grab onto his short hair. He didn’t want to make a fool out of himself so he dragged his mouth upwards, slowly kissing her stomach and her breasts. She moved her hands away from his hair and relaxed on his shoulders.

He inspected her as he pinched her nipples, then replaced his fingers with his tongue and teeth, gently pulling and nipping at her flesh to see what she liked. He listened to her breaths, watched her squirm and enjoyed the way she touched him everywhere—her hands wandering wherever she could reach. Her skin was as flushed as his, he could feel the heat on his cheeks and his ears, his blood rushing everywhere, aided by the swift beat of his heart as he took in the sight of her beneath him. She was enjoying herself, clearly more than okay about not being touched between her legs.

He moved away from her chest to her neck, kissing her gently along the delicate tendons, drawing a little laugh from her when his breath tickled her. He smiled against her skin at the sound, trailing his lips up to her jaw, and then stared at her lips before deciding to not kiss her. She opened her eyes to look at him questioningly, wondering why he stopped.

“Is everything okay?” He asked, staring down at her. Her brows furrowed a little in confusion because she was going to ask him that.

“Yeah, why?” He only shrugged at her question, not wanting to admit that maybe she had changed her mind about him halfway. She was gorgeous, smart, and kind, but he was a freak, sometimes pretty dumb, and probably only had his looks going for him. He had considered that maybe he was shallow, like a duck pond, while she was the entire ocean. He didn’t know she didn’t think that.

He grabbed her hips gently. It made her smile when she realised he wanted to position her more comfortably on his bed. She shifted around on the bed until her head sank into his soft pillows and he hoped the flowery scent of her hair would stick to his pillow forever. He crawled between her legs, his fingers gently trailing up inside her thighs and she bit her lip, obediently keeping her hands on her stomach, letting him tease her and explore her. His previously needy and greedy behaviour had disappeared from him the moment he tasted her on his tongue. He wanted to take her in every way he could.

His fingers circling around her soaking entrance, he saw her lips part and heard her exhale as she drummed her fingers against her stomach, patiently waiting for him to get to his destination. Even he breathed out shakily at the feeling of her wetness, a little moan following it like her body was the Pied Piper, drawing out sounds from him even though she wasn’t touching him.

She was practically quiet, save for the way she breathed every now and then, uneven and heavy. Even when he brought his fingers to her clit, she just panted as he drew quick circles. She stared at him, eyes glassy and dazed, the only reassurance he had that she was definitely enjoying herself. She was already slippery, but he reached back to her entrance, gathering more of her slick with a little groan.

He removed his fingers, curious and clueless about what he was doing, and she closed her eyes. Only then, he realised her hands were on her thighs, relaxing when she had been digging her black fingernails into them as he played with her clit.

It was almost like she knew he was experimenting.

He moved his hand away from between her legs to wrap a hand around his cock and she dragged her own fingers down between her legs. Her slim fingers circled around her entrance and then she pushed her middle finger into herself, gently pumping it in and out. Her eyes were glued to his entranced face the entire time, and she carefully pushed a second finger into her, trying to prepare herself for the width of his cock that would surely be somewhat more uncomfortable than two or even three of her fingers.

“Fuck,” he whispered. He always found her hands beautiful and distracting, now all he would be able to think about was her with her fingers pushed deep into her warmth, pushing in and pulling out, glistening with her arousal. When she added a third finger, she squirmed, shifting around a little, until her fingers slipped in and out easily.

“Come closer,” she murmured as she slipped her wet fingers out of herself. He obeyed, moving closer between her open legs, he lifted her thighs over his, moaning out pathetically as his cock slid through her folds. Her breath hitched when the head of his cock brushed over her clit and she hummed, amused by his reaction. He looked down at their bodies, his throbbing cock twitching and he was going to touch himself when she stopped him. “No, not yet,” she ordered.

“Why?” He whispered, holding her thighs to dig his fingers into her soft flesh the same way she had. He wanted to move, he wanted to feel some relief, but he listened to her, like always, he wasn’t in control.

“Because you look so cute when you’re desperate and horny,” she teased. He whined and unintentionally proved her point by still rolling his hips against hers, but she didn’t get upset by his disobedience. She ignored it and brought her semi-wet fingers to the head of his leaking cock, teasing and massaging, pressing it against her pelvis carelessly. She lifted her hips up, and he watched with another needy groan as she fucked herself up against his cock. She moved her hand to her breast, playing her nipple while he rested back on his hands watching with fascination as his cock slid through her wet folds, providing her pleasure.

“I’m gonna cum,” he moaned and just like that, she stopped. She was panting, laughing quietly, breathlessly as his eyes snapped open. She brought both her hands to her breasts, tugging at her hard nipples as she swirled her hips teasingly, causing his cock to twitch and throb. “Fuck, why, Y/N?” He whined quietly, staring down at the teasing look on her face.

“Because you don’t listen to me when I try to teach you,” she pouted, playfully gazing up at him. He blushed, his lips parting to argue. “Fuck me, Jake,” she said to him softly, “I wanna feel you stretch me out, and I’ll let you cum inside me if you promise to do something about your grades,” she added.

His breath hitched, but didn’t think twice about leaning over her and smashing his lips against her soft ones. He kissed her sloppily and passionately as the sudden bluntness of her words shot straight to his cock. He was embarrassed by the fact that he almost came just listening to her say that. His mind was unfocused and cloudy, filled only with thoughts of her, her voice, her body, just her. She finally held his jaw, her hands gentle and surprised, it took her a moment to kiss him back and she smiled deviously against his mouth.

“Are you gonna be good for me, Jake?” She asked when he pulled away. He nodded, wrapped his hand around his cock, twisting his hand to smear the arousal that lingered on the underside of his cock. “Say yes,” she told him, her voice steady, but teasing.

“Yes, I’ll be good for you, Y/N,” he conceded, his cock pressing into her entrance. For a virgin, she was extremely confident and she smirked to herself at that but kept the thought to herself, satisfied with his words. “I’ll do anything f... fuck, you feel amazing, baby,” he moaned, fully inside her now.

“How’s it feel, Jake?” She asked, her hands moving up his chest bringing his face down to kiss him gently. Just a small peck was placed on his lips, allowing him to speak and respond to her question. She just wanted to drive him crazy, he was sure of it.

“Like I’m not gonna last,” he joked, staring down between their bodies at her pussy as he pulled out almost all the way, then quickly thrusted back into her. She chuckled at his response, watching him become enthralled at the sight of his cock disappearing inside of her. “You’re so warm,” he murmured, watching her lift her hand to his mouth, the same one she used to finger herself and then to massage his cock.

He didn’t care at all and let her dip them between his lips, licking up the arousal that lingered there with wet swipes of his tongue, only for her to pull them out. She brought them to her clit, rubbing quick circles as she basked in the delicious sensation of his cock brushing against her walls.

“Is that okay?” He mumbled, wanting to make sure she was truly enjoying herself. She nodded, then spoke up, making sure to reassure him aloud.

“Of course. Yeah, you’re doing great,” she murmured breathlessly. “Kiss me, Jake,” she whispered, her walls clenching around him. He groaned softly at the feeling and leaned closer to her to press a messy kiss on her lips, his warm breath fanning over her mouth as he panted from his efforts.

“I’m gonna…” he whispered, and she nodded at him. She wrapped her legs around his waist, keeping his thrusts short and deep, with her hand trapped between their bodies, rubbing slowly as he throbbed inside her. She could feel how close he was, hear the way his breaths stuttered, the little groans that he let out against her lips.

“Cum for me, Jake,” she ordered quietly, her hands slipping up into his hair. She kissed him, her lips lingered on his momentarily before she tugged gently on the soft strands, forcing him to groan and look straight at her. She started to circle her clit faster, her walls fluttering around him with each jolt of pleasure until he was spilling inside her with a strangled moan. He whispered her name in surprise as he pushed himself deep inside her, and within seconds, she was cumming too.

He slowly started to thrust into her again, staying close to her body as she trembled, hearing her whisper a little ‘fuck’ when she finished. That’s when he stopped, when she removed her hand from her clit and then chuckled softly, her beautiful fucked out face staring at his with a mischievous grin that was layered over pleasure and surprise.

“Did that live up to the expectations of your sex fantasies?” She asked, then gently pushed him off of her. His lips parted for a moment, his stomach dropping when he was suddenly reminded of Dakota by the way Y/N acted so casually. She reached over to his desk, grabbed a few tissues and started to wipe herself clean of his cum. He didn’t answer as he watched her throw the tissues away, or when she grabbed her underwear and put them on, not even when she took his boxers from the floor and playfully threw them at him. “Now you’re not gonna answer me?” She teased, then she climbed onto the bed again, and straddled his waist, looking down at him with a raised brow.

“I…” he trailed off, his hands finding her hips, hoping she wouldn’t immediately put the rest of her clothes on and start to teach him whatever he hadn’t paid attention to. “Can I take you out on a date?” He whispered, blurting it out quietly. She laughed softly at him and he felt embarrassed for a moment.

“Sure,” she shrugged, then leaned over to kiss him on the lips, “as long as you can actually focus on what I say and not on how badly you wanna stick your dick inside me,” she teased. He rolled his eyes, sitting up with her in his lap, he only gazed at her, taking in her beauty. He was confused by her, he didn’t know what she was thinking or what she felt. She looked over at his desk with boredom and he looked over too, biting his lip. “Maybe today I’ll give you a break from all the maths we’ve been pretending to do, and we can just cuddle, for the rest of the hour,” she offered with a smirk.

“You’re not gonna shut up about it are you?” He asked with a laugh, then flipped her over onto her back, smiling when she giggled. His lips latched onto her breasts, his teeth harshly tugging at her nipples and she bit her lip, still looking confident and pleased with herself.

“Not at all, you’re just so easy to tease,” she told him, holding his face as she brought him up to her mouth. He smiled down at her, even when she teasingly rubbed herself up on his sensitive cock, she remained arrogant.

“I really like you,” he murmured, kissing her lips. He trailed his lips across her jaw, then playfully licked up her neck and sucked a little mark at her pulse. She whined and he moved back up to her mouth, like always, she controlled the kiss, sucked his bottom lip into her mouth and then scraped her teeth over it gently. “You’re such a fucking tease,” he moaned, she smirked.

“I know, I’m gonna have so much fun,” she told him with a grin. He dropped onto his back next to her, shifting around to lay on his side, his fingers ghosting over her warm skin. She turned onto her side too, gazing up at him before throwing her legs over his hip and entwining their legs together with her face in his neck. “I like you too,” she admitted quietly, and he smiled, playing with the hem of her panties, he grabbed her ass and squeezed the flesh, making her squirm and laugh. Her hand found his wrist and she moved it up to her waist.

Her phone buzzed on his desk and she groaned, getting out of his arms exhaustedly. He watched her get up once more to check it, then cursed softly under her breath. “My friends are here to walk me to my dorm,” she murmured, responding to them.

“You’re gonna leave?” He asked, sitting up on the bed. She hummed softly and dropped her phone on his desk. She walked between his legs and held his face, kissing him deeply, her tongue pushing into his warm mouth, drawing out a moan from him. She pulled away and took his hand, shoving it into her panties, she guided him to tease her clit, and smiled down at him reassuringly.

“Maybe you should stop by my room and you can stay there as long as you like tomorrow,” she murmured, his fingers moved down to her entrance and pushed into her, warm and wet from the remains of his cum. He took her nipple into his mouth, with his free hand he shoved her panties down to her knees and then pulled away to watch himself finger her.

“Jake! I’m so—” The door burst open, revealing Dakota, drunk and crying pathetically, like always. She stopped and looked at them, a bottle of vodka in her hand while the other held the door so she could balance herself. Jake had his hand frozen between Y/N’s thighs and Y/N had her hands on his shoulders to stabilise herself.

“Hi, Dakota,” Y/N muttered, then she turned to look at Jake, grabbed his wrist to move his fingers out of her and pulled her panties up casually. Jake was in shock and embarrassed to have been caught, but Y/N remained calm, even her irritation wasn’t showing. Y/N didn’t rush or go too slow when she put her clothes back on, she gave Jake a chaste kiss on the lips and he quickly put his jeans back on and a shirt, scrambling to follow her out just a bit, careless about the arousal that covered his fingers.

“Wait,” he whispered, stopping Y/N as she stood by the door.

“It’s fine,” she reassured him, ignoring Dakota as she plopped down on Jake’s desk chair. “She’s drunk and clearly needs some company,” she reasoned with Jake, looking at Dakota with a mix of pity and annoyance. He kissed her roughly, claiming her mouth with more passion than he displayed the whole night.

“I.. see you tomorrow, Jake,” she murmured breathlessly with a blush.

She walked down the hall and stairs, away from him and his drunk friend to get to her own. Sebastian quickly settled into the party mood, drinking orange juice vodka from a red cup he smiled flirtatiously at a cute girl and Miguel looked uncomfortable, staring at the stairs as Y/N walked down, watching her attempt to fix her hair into a ponytail to not reveal her sex hair. “Hello, boys,” she greeted over the loud music. Sebastian downed the rest of his drink and threw it carelessly into a pile of plastic cups in the corner and led them out to the cold night air.

“Learn anything new?” Miguel asked with a smirk, lifting a brow at the light mark on her neck. Sebastian looked over at her and he chuckled, watching her act like she always did, casual and lazy.

“Just that I might be a terrible tutor,” she chuckled.

Back in his room, Jake sighed as he put his attention on Dakota, watching her drink from the bottle with dried tears staining her painted face. He gave her a little smile and moved his work from his desk quietly.

“You almost fucked her,” Dakota slurred, faking to be proud of him, “bet she was all… tight,” she added bitterly.

“I did.. make love to her,” Jake laid out carefully, she scoffed. He was quiet for a moment, then looked out his window and saw her walking across the grass with one tall guy and a shorter guy, Sebastian and Miguel, on either side of her. He felt a little jealous as Sebastian looked down at her. She had her arms crossed over her chest, obviously from the cold because he removed his jacket and put it over her shoulders, she smiled at him, and held it tighter around her body, hearing the very distant laughter of the two guys. “She’s really amazing. We’re gonna go out on a date-”

“Right, so, you fucked her once and now you expect her to like you,” she sneered, shaking her head. She put the bottle on his desk and walked towards him on the bed, her hands balanced her on his shoulders like Y/N had done moments ago, and she straddled him, her black miniskirt riding up her thighs. “Come on, you don’t think she actually likes you just because she let you hit it, right?” He didn’t respond, her words filling his mind with doubts that he knew came from her insecurities.

“She’s not like that,” he whispered, grunting in surprise when Dakota grinding against his cock and then went to kiss him. He turned his face, her sloppy lips landing on his jaw and kissing down his neck. He pushed her away and shoved her into his bed, and she scoffed, looking up at him with indignation. “Just go to sleep, you’re drunk,” he told her, getting up, he looked around his room, overwhelmed.

“You're acting like we haven’t fucked when we were both drunk,” she rolled her eyes at him.

“I’m gonna go clean myself up, just sleep or go back to your room,” he shook his head, took some new clothes and left her disappointed and embarrassed on his bed.

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