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sinsandsuccubus · 3 months
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Good Morning - Jack Harlow
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Context: Jack comes home to wake you up with a good morning.
Genre: smut
Word Count: 1.5k
Pairings: Jack Harlow X Gf!Reader
Warnings: 18+ ! Sexual activity.
a/n: I sat at the salon while writing this. I hope that doesn’t say anything about my character.
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Masterlist ☽☾
Streaks of moonlight reflected into the room, illuminating your bare skin on the satin sheets beneath you. You laid on your side, your legs barely covered by the blanket.
Jack thought you were beautiful like this.
Yet, his hunger was high.
And that’s why he slowly slipped into the bed, shifting your body so that you rested on your back. He carefully slid your body to the end of the bed, removing the covers to reveal your glistening pussy, a sigh escaping your lips.
“Fuck.” He muttered, separating your lips with his clean and polished fingers before moving that same hand to his dick, palming at the flesh. With that he lapped at your folds, sighing at the taste of you.
Sighs combined with moans left your lips, your thighs slightly shaking. You opened your eyes to see your boyfriend staring back at you, humming into your pussy. The sound wave sent a shock to your core, arching your back to push into the mattress.
“Hey, baby. Sorry I woke you, I couldn’t help myself.” Jack spoke, toying with your folds with the other hand.
“When-“ You paused to moan.
“When did you get home?”
“A half an hour ago. I wanted to take a shower and get cleaned up before getting into bed with you. But when I came into the bedroom, you looked so irresistible. I couldn’t help myself, baby.” He continued to lap at your folds, moving to suck your clit. You arched your back once again, turning your head to look at the clock.
5 am.
You definitely weren’t going to work in the morning, you were due to wake up in an hour.
Which you were certain, Jack would not be done by then.
It was almost as if he read your mind, tapping on your thighs to get your attention.
“I talked to your boss last night. You have the rest of the week off. I’m gonna need those few days to catch up on lost time.” He smiled at you once more before diving back in.
Your legs began to shake, reflecting how close you were to coming undone.
“Jack.” You moaned, grabbing his hair.
“Go ahead, baby. Cum. I want it.” And with that, you let go, your whole body shaking in satisfaction. Jack grunted, continuously lapping at your juices until you pulled away, body continuously shaking.
“I’m not done with you, mamas.” He stood up and took off his shirt, sliding off his boxers swiftly.
“I don’t think you’ve noticed, but I’ve been palming myself ever since I started, and rutting up against the bed like a fucking animal. I need you baby. Like, right now.”
“Take me.” You spoke softly, mentally preparing yourself for the rollercoaster of sensations.
That was all he needed, as he thrust into you, sighing in satisfaction.
“Fuck, baby. You feel so good.” You pressed a hand to his abdomen, looking into his eyes.
“Hold on baby. I think you’ve grown since you left.” You chuckled, to which Jack joined you, taking the time to lazily rub at your clit.
“I’ve only been gone two weeks Y/N.” You raised an eyebrow at his comment, to which he laughed once more, your eyes rolling in annoyance.
“Two weeks is a long time Jack. I missed you.”
“I missed you too baby.” He moved up to kiss your lips, drawing you in for a long and loving one, your lips following him as he pulled away.
“Can I move now, please?” Jack asked eagerly, slowly moving his hips. You let out a laugh before nodding your head, Jack immediately pulling back before slamming back into you. You both moaned loudly, hands moving to grip the sheets before you.
“Damn baby, shit. Fuck.” You moaned out, your body shaking slightly. You tried to move away from him, yet he pulled you closer, smacking the inside of your leg.
“Don’t run from me Y/N, don’t run from this dick. Take it.” He grunted out, picking up the pace. Your moved your hands to grip on his bicep, feeling yourself grow close.
“Jack…”
“I know baby.” And with that, he flipped you over onto your knees, your chest pressing flat into the mattress. He continued his rough pace, your body becoming undone before you knew it. You yelped out in satisfaction, Jack continuing his assault on your pussy.
“Jack, I-“
“You can do it. Give me one more, I know you can.” He pulled your head back to get you to look at him, nodding your head with tears in your eyes. He kissed your cheek, pushing your chest back into the mattress. He began to rub at your clit with pressure, your legs beginning to shake.
“Cum for me baby. I need you to cum.” Jack grunted in your ear, laying kisses on your neck before you followed his command, whining.
“FUCK.” Jack grunted, his warmth filling you. He collapsed on top of you, sighing into your skin.
“You okay baby?” He asked, moving off of you, rolling you over on your back. He did a quick glance, checking to make sure you were okay. You smiled at him, to which he laughed, moving to pepper your face with kisses.
“I’m okay, baby. That felt so good.” You admitted, to which he hummed back, kissing down your body.
“Good. Because I got a couple more rounds left in me.”
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sorry for any typos, I was multitasking when I read this over.
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devilishchaos · 10 months
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Backseat fun | Jack Harlow imagine
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Rating / genre: M (18+); smut, fluff
Pairings: Reader x Jack Harlow
Summary: Things get heated and you go at it in the back of the car.
Warnings: Explicit smut, oral sex (m and f receiving), use of pet names “princess”, “baby”, “babe”, “good girl” like once; explicit talk 
Word Count: 2 122 words
This is a work of fiction. The story, names, characters and incidents either are product or the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Tonight has been good so far but you couldn’t wait to get home and get your hands on your husband. The whole night the two of you had been randomly teasing one another and you were about ready to burst if you didn’t get your hands on him soon. It had been another boring celebrity party that you and Jack had attended. 
“Babe, behave.” Jack chuckled when he felt your hand slowly running up the inner of his thigh, he glanced at you before staring back at the road in front of him. All night long you'd needed him and you didn't want to waste any more time waiting till you got home to get him. 
“What are you doing?” He questioned you, arching his brow up when he felt your hand slowly beginning to rub him through his jeans, he was hard and you smirked to yourself. After all the teasing he’d been doing to you tonight it was about time you got a little fun for yourself. 
“Just..keep driving.” You mumbled, your hands shakily starting to undo the button of his jeans, followed by the zipper as he shifted his hips just a little. The roads were deserted thanks to it being almost midnight right now which meant Jack couldn’t drive slower while you did whatever it was you were planning on doing to him. 
“You teased me all night, Jackman..” You pouted at him, slowly starting to rub him through the thin material of his tight underwear, taking your time to work him through your fingertips and smirking when he let out a small hiss when you touched the tip of his cock. 
“I thought you liked the toy? You picked it out.” Jack winked, making your whole body flame as you remembered the day you picked out the vibrating underwear he’d told you to wear tonight. 
“I do, but you never let me fucking cum!” You reminded him, leaning down over the handbrake and placing a soft chaste kiss over his cock in his boxers giggling to yourself as you watched his dick twitch beneath the fabric. 
“So you’re getting payback or something?” He questioned, his voice cracking ever so slightly as you pulled him free from his boxers and slowly licked your lips at the sight of him. Precum leaked from his tip and he slowed to a stop at a red light, turning down to look at you, a blush beginning to creep up on his cheeks. How was it possible that he was blushing after all he’d been doing to you all night? 
“You are so cute.” You whispered before slowly licking the head of his cock, humming as your tongue came in contact with the salty taste of his precum. Jack let out a breathy whine, causing you to smirk solely focusing on the head of his cock. You dragged your tongue slowly on the underside of his dick, enjoying the way it twitched against your tongue and the way his hips bucked ever so slightly toward you. The light above the car illuminated green and he reluctantly began to drive while you took the rest of his cock into your mouth, slowly moving your head up and down on him as he let out a choked moan. 
“Fuck, your mouth always feels so good..” He grunted out, running his hands over the wheel as he tried to find a vacant parking lot the two of you could disappear into but it seemed there was always another car inside. He needed it to be empty with what he planned for you. You hummed around Jack, sliding him to the back of your throat and doing your best not to gag because of the size of him and moaning around him as he quickly turned on the vibrating underwear for you. Your pussy clenched around nothing as you let out a strangled moan..he’d been turning it on and off all night and for the last hour of it being off you’d forgotten just how good it felt. 
“Princess, I’m going to fuck you so good you’ll scream the neighbourhood down.” Jack groaned as he tried to focus on finding any damp parking lot at this point. It was hard to focus when he could feel just how good it was to be inside of your mouth, so warm and wet but nothing would beat the way it felt to be buried deep inside of you. You slowly began to pump the rest of his dick while your lips wrapped around the head of his cock, swirling your tongue around as you rubbed his dick. 
“Just..ughh..fuck, just like that.” He moaned out, his hands gripping the steering wheel so tight that his knuckles were beginning to turn white. You ran your tongue over the slit of his dick making his hips buck up suddenly and a loud whine sound from your husband's lips. 
“W-Wait..stop.” He begged, once he could feel how close he was getting and he didn’t want to cum without being inside of you. His left hand slowly came down to tap your back as you let go of him with a pop sound giggling a little as you stared at him. By now his eyes had darkened and you knew he was close to losing it. 
“Parking lot!” He motioned over to the empty car park that was across from where you were and you smirked, nodding your head as he began to drive toward it. It was a multi-storey car park which meant he could go and find somewhere the two of you could be alone - not that anyone was around anyway since it was literally the dead of night. 
As soon as the car was parked Jack shut off the vibrating underwear for what felt like the millionth time and you giggled, slowly climbing into the back of his car and looking at him as he stared at you with hunger in his eyes. 
“Why are you looking at me like that?” He smirked at you, pointing down at your legs before making a motion for you to move them apart. You were wearing a dress which meant he would have a pretty good view. 
“Spread your legs.” He chuckled, his voice deeper, and you smirked slowly spreading your legs apart as he looked down at you drinking in the state of you. You knew you were soaked at this point since you could feel your wetness dripping down your thighs but what did he expect after teasing you all night? 
“You’re so fucking hot.” He grunted, slowly leaning over the seat and hooking his fingers under your underwear. He then painfully slowly began to pull them down, his eyes never leaving your core as he watched the way you dripped. 
“All for me?” He chuckled, throwing the underwear into the front seat and climbing into the back to join you, your heart began to thump as you decided to tease him ever so slightly. 
“The toy did all the work, you can’t take-” You barely had time to finish what you were going to say when Jack wrapped your legs around the back of his head and buried his face between your thighs. 
“Oh my God! Ahh..” You cried out as you felt him push his tongue into your pussy, your hands slowly beginning to make their way into his now longer locks and gripping onto them, pushing him closer to you - if that was even possible. The car was soon filled with wet sounds as Jack  continued to eat you out like a man starved, his fingers slowly beginning to replace his tongue as he pumped them in and out of you at a steady pace, your head rolling back against the window. 
“Oh, Jack..” You moaned out, glancing down at him to find him already looking at you, smirking up at you before curling his fingers inside of you making you moan louder. 
“What was that about the toy doing all the work? I seem to be making you cry out louder than that lousy little thing..” Jack began to suck on your clit as you continued to cry his name out over and over again, your stomach beginning to tighten as you felt yourself getting closer. 
“J-J-Jack..I-” You warned him but it only egged him on, his movements continuing at the pace they were as your hips rolled against his face. 
“Fuck, fuck, fuck baby..” You called out feeling the tightening in your stomach suddenly snap. Your orgasm washed over you as you rolled your hips uncontrollably against Jack’s face, the sheer pleasure driving you to pull away from him as you whimpered a little. 
“That’s my good girl.” He chuckled, softly kissing your clit as he pulled his fingers out of you, looking you dead in the eyes as he slowly cleaned them off with his mouth making you roll your eyes from the sigh and the intensity of everything going on. 
“I want you..” You called out, pulling him up toward your face and kissing him desperately. Your arms wrapped around the back of his neck as you bit down on his lip, desperate to feel him inside of you after waiting for so long. 
“So needy, I love it.” He lined himself up and looked down at you, waiting for the all-clear from you and so you needily bucked against him. 
“Jack, please.” You breathed out causing him to chuckle softly before slowly pushing into you, inch by inch as he looked you in the eyes, both of you letting out small moans as you felt him stretching you out. The one thing you could never quite get used to - his size and he knew that which was why every time you were together like this he would start slow and gentle at first. 
“God..Jack, faster.” You whispered to him, bucking your hips up to meet his as he let out a deep groan when he felt you clenching around his cock. Jack held your face gently in one hand and in the other he held your hips, slowly pulling out of you before pushing back in. Everything felt so hot right now, maybe it was the thrill that you weren’t supposed to be doing this but everything felt so much better, so much hotter than it usually would. You moaned out loudly whenever Jack thrusted deeply into you, the feeling of being so full driving you wild as you pulled him closer to you. 
“Look at you baby..taking my cock so well.” He grunted out, looking down between you two as he watched his cock disappear in and out of you as he groaned lowly. Picking up the pace of his hips as he slammed in and out of you, looking down at you as you cried his name out. 
“Fuck, I’ve needed this all night..” You moan out, lifting your hips up to meet his every thrust, your stomach beginning to tighten as you felt the familiar feeling of our orgasm approaching. Jack grunted when he felt you clenching around him. 
“You want to cum for me, princess?” He questioned, reaching his hand down and rubbing your clit as you screamed his name out. 
“Jack! Yes! Yes! Please..please!” You begged, looking up at him with lust-filled eyes, your walls clenching him tighter as he moaned loudly. His thrust started to pick up more as he looked down at the need in your eyes. 
“Ohh..Jack.” You cried out, your orgasm hitting you like a freight train as you clenched around him, your hands reached for anything you could grab onto and you ran your hand down the window. Jack on the other side continued to thrust into you, his hips stuttering a little as he filled you up. Your heart pounded against your chest as you looked up at him, sweat beginning to drip down his face as he looked back at you letting out a small chuckle. 
“I didn’t know we would be recreating the titanic scene..” He nodded at the window and you glanced at it, your body heating as you saw your handprint on the window and Jack just chuckled. 
“Let’s get ready to leave..” He whispered, burying his head in the crook of your neck and softly kissing the exposed skin there, whimpering a little as he pulled out of you and began to get himself dressed. 
“I think Imma stay in the back, I don’t really wanna move.” You giggled, watching as your husband effortlessly jumped over into the front of the car and started the engine back up, glancing back at you and giving you a wink before starting to drive you both home.
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baurbiediv · 5 months
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big head
authors note: just a lil sum sum for my man since i haven’t written anything for him in a while 🤗 + blurb is inspired by this pic
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“jack please back away from the screen before your big headed ass goes cross eyed.” you told him as you sat on the couch watching your tv show.
the side eye he gave you was almost as bad as yours, “what show you watching?”
“vanderpump rules.”
“what’s it about?” he said purposefully dragging his feet across the floor to annoy you, watching as he plopped down on the spot next to you, before laying his head on your thigh, on the large couch placed in your living room.
“boy, you’re not about to interrupt me while i’m watching my show.” you said glancing down at him.
he smacked his lips as he sat up, resting on his elbow, “first off,” he said fully sitting up. he held his finger up by your face as you just looked at him. “and second of all, girl, i can bother you all i want.”
you laughed and moved his hand out of your face, “okay, you’re not about to bother me while i’m watching my show.” you said reaching for the remote, but not before he lays his entire body on top of you.
you started laughing as you just laid there, “you need to get off me.”
“nah, cause you think i’m playing with you girl.” he said, his kentucky accent noticeable.
“you must think this is a game huh.”
“y/n, swear to god, you push me off this couch i’m taking your ass with me.” he warned you, you knew he’d do it if he wanted to.
nothing but silence momentarily filled the air, “that’s what i thought.” he said before getting off you, you quickly tried to lightly kick him, but he moved out the way in time.
he swiftly, in one move, slapped your ass as the smack echoed loudly. you screamed as your hands quickly came to the spot to cover it.
“got that ass! next time you try and hit me, it’s gonna be something completely different.”
“whatever, just be lucky my foot didn’t connect.”
“whatever my ass y/n, you’re just mad cause you can’t get me back. i’m too quick.” he said as he shrugged.
“jack, baby, shh. thank you! i love you stink!” you said, turning up the volume to the tv.
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harlowcomehome · 1 month
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Runaway Husband: Part Two!
Read part one first!
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Clay and Maggie exchanged worried looks, neither wanting to waver in their loyalty to Jack. Part of you respected the fact that they were keeping their loyalty a focus, but the other part of you was beyond frustrated.
Clay ended up joining Maggie and staying for a few days, making himself comfortable on your pull-out couch.
An overwhelming feeling of sorrow overcame you on your last night together, the four of you had spent the last few days bonding and making memories at home. Emmett felt the sadness too, as he was fussier than normal. His loud cries echoed in the house as you bounced him in your arms, eventually calming him down enough to put him in his baby swing for a nap.
Maggie insisted on cooking as she stood at the stovetop to made dinner, immediate flashbacks of your life with Jack flooded your mind. You remembered all of the times he’d rush home from a late night at the studio and make a grilled cheese for the both of you and how you’d stay up laughing for hours on end when you both couldn’t sleep.
Your eyes filled with tears, you had done so well at suppressing your emotions while Clay and Maggie were around not wanting them to feel caught in the middle more than they already were but tonight was the hardest.
Jack was trying to reach Maggie all evening, frantically calling her no less than 10 times. He had a meeting with his lawyers and was told you would be receiving a subpoena on behalf of his ongoing court case. It was news they tried to approach him with extreme softness, knowing you were a sensitive topic but regardless he didn’t handle it well.
The lawyers he hired looked to him with sympathy, letting him know they exhausted all other avenues and that they would pick back up tomorrow as theyvwere done for the day.
Jack stayed alone in the room to collect himself for a moment. He had tried to shield you from all of this, but you were his fiancé at the time of the embezzlement so nothing was off the table. He had successfully kept the story out of the limelight, but that was no doubt going to change soon and he was overwhelmed with emotions.
Jack wasn’t able to reach Maggie, she was always his sense of comfort and the person he turned to for advice. It was rare for her to miss calls from him but she was more removed from her phone because she was around you and her grandson.
When Jack realized her location was off, he grew increasingly concerned and decided to call his dad for clarification.
Brian wasn’t the best liar and didn’t convince Jack in the slightest that his mom was out of town for a work-related conference. He sighed and quickly decided to call Clay to see if he had any insight into why their mom wasn’t answering his calls.
You watched Clay's phone buzz against the coffee table as dinner was still being made, Jack's contact name and photo appearing immediately.
“Clay- ummm your brother’s calling you” You picked his phone up, handing it to him. Your hands trembled at the possibility of hearing his voice.
Clay nervously answered, stepping outside to take the call. Within minutes he was back inside with a nervous look on his face, he had nonchalantly tossed his phone on the counter and didn’t say a word to either you or Maggie.
You could see that you were putting both Maggie and Clay in a compromising position, and you were worried that this would affect Emmett's relationship with them in the long run.
A wave of impulsion came over you, grabbing his phone and answering it as Jack's contact lit up the screen once more.
“Dude, why the fuck are you hanging up on me? I need you right now” Jack was yelling, his breathing short and shallow.
“Hey, sorry, it’s not Clay” you sighed into the phone wondering if he would recognize your voice immediately.
Maggie and Clay stayed focused on you, Emmett was babbling in his baby swing and you mouthed to Clay to keep an eye on him as you walked outside to sit on your back patio.
Jack felt like the wind got knocked out from underneath him. He was beyond panicked and hearing your voice was not what he was at all expecting.
“Hi.”
“Hi,” you mirrored back, truthfully not going into this conversation with any kind of a game plan, as you anxiously picked at your nails.
“Why are you with my family?” he was beyond confused but admittedly happy to hear your voice after all this time.
“Just because we ended things doesn’t mean they have to” You let out an awkward giggle hoping to break some tension.
He laughed too, which gave you an opening.
“We have a lot to talk about but I’d rather do it in person” You didn’t feel like it was morally right to drop the “you have a son” bomb over the phone.
“I agree but I also have to tell you something now” Jack coughed nervously, his throat felt dry knowing he had to say things to you that he had been keeping a secret.
“Go ahead.” You could tell he was nervous by the tone of his voice.
Jack took a seat on his barstool in his house, “The night before we were supposed to get married I found out that someone on my team was stealing money from me.”
You slapped a hand over your mouth instinctively as he continued to speak, mentally putting the pieces together. You wondered why he wasn’t naming this person but you saved your questions.
“I’ve been trying to keep you from the embarrassment of all of this but I was told today by my lawyers that you’re going to be subpoenaed.”
Your breath hitched, “subpoenaed? Why me?” You had wondered if they thought you had anything to do with it.
“My lawyers think it would be beneficial if you were a character witness. The courts just want to know if you had witnessed anything while we were together. They want to know if I was lying about any of my finances or doing anything wrong on my end.” Everything he said sounded like one giant run-on sentence, he was nervous to talk to you and ashamed at how he handed things.
“So I’m supposed to go to court and speak to your character?” You stifled a laugh, you were still angry at how things ended, further proving you were still in love with him.
“I know, I’m sorry” he knew what you were subtly referring to.
“Is your girlfriend going to be there? Did she get subpoenaed too?” You couldn’t help but feel a wave of jealousy come over you, you’d blame it on postpartum hormones if you had to, but you knew that was the furthest thing from the truth.
“Heather? She’s not my girlfriend, we have just been hanging out. It’s just PR to make things look good” he wasn’t supposed to admit it to a single soul but he felt like he owed you that much.
“We will fly home with your brother and mom tomorrow and meet you at her house in the evening so we can talk. Sound good?” You hadn’t even realized you started the sentence off with “we” but Jack did, wondering if it was a slip of the tongue and opting not to point it out.
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The flight to Kentucky felt excruciatingly long, Emmett was obviously very young, and that made you a nervous wreck about everything.
You had some baby items delivered to Maggie and Brian’s house that way things were set up when you got there. You didn’t expect Jack to already be waiting inside when you arrived.
He was sitting on the family couch with his head in his hands as you noticed the bassinet you had delivered was already put together and sat in front of him.
“How long has he been here?” You whispered to Brian as he softly took Emmett from your arms.
“Long enough to build that bassinet himself” he whispered back and the family agreed to give you both the room, leaving quickly to another room in the large house.
You stood in front of Jack who had only looked up at you now, his eyes were bloodshot and his hands were trembling. Otherwise, he looked handsome as ever, he had been working out, his arms were practically bursting out of his jacket and his hair and beard were fluffy and full.
“Is that for our baby?” He stood up, forgetting how much taller he was than you making you step back at his loud tone.
“Jack- let me explain.”
“It’s a yes or no question, do we have a child together?” He was closer to you now, unaware of how intimidating he may be. He had done the math in his head and it made sense.
You reached your hand out to push him back, “I’m going to need you to sit down if you want to have this conversation with me.”
He stumbled slightly unaware you’d be pushing him off balance, but he sat down on the same couch cushion he had been sitting on when you arrived. He was looking up at you now as you stood in front of him.
“Yes, that's what I wanted to tell you in person” Before you could continue Jack jumped up, ready to go looking for Emmett but you stopped him by standing in front of him.
“Jack, please! Can you just calm down and not go barging in there and scaring your son when you meet him for the first time?” You wanted to get all the animosity out of the way first.
“We have a son?” His face softened, that was the first bit of information he had gotten from you.
“I’ll start answering your questions when you start answering mine” You handed him some tissues out of a box on the side table in the living room.
Jack quickly wiped his drippy nose, collecting himself to answer anything you wanted to know. “Ask me anything.”
“Why didn’t we get married? Did you realize you didn’t love me? That I was too “boring?” You said that last word with air quotes.
“I’ve never stopped loving you, that’s the truth” he swallowed, keeping his eyes on you as you paced around the living room in front of him. You were wearing a long-sleeved purple body suit and black leggings, and new balances, a comfortable airport outfit but he still thought you looked beautiful.
“You’re still deflecting” You had zero patience for his lack of immediate answers.
“I don’t think you’re boring either” he laughed having to clarify. “The night before our wedding I found out that someone was stealing significant amounts of money from me and I didn’t want to get you involved. It was something I should’ve caught a long time ago but with the album and our wedding I was just distracted and it all came crumbling down so fast.”
You finally sat down, across from him as he spoke about the truth for the first time to you.
“Why didn’t you just tell me? It doesn’t make any sense to me. I was your fiancé, we were going to get married!” Your emotions were getting the better of you, as your voice was raised.
“I didn’t know how to tell you. I thought it would be easier if you didn’t know” and it dawned on you why things had become so complicated. Your mind was racing knowing of one possibility that would absolutely break your heart.
“My sister? Is it my sister?” You started to piece everything that had happened within the last year together now.
Your sister was already working for Jack and was the reason you two had met in the first place, this was her first “big girl job” and you and your family had assumed she was finally getting her life together.
Jack nodded confirming what you suspected, tears rolling down his cheeks.
When Jack called off your engagement, your sister stopped speaking to you and your parents, claiming you ruined all opportunities that came your way and that this would affect the both of you. She wasn’t even aware of your pregnancy, what was meant to be your wedding day was the day you lost both Jack and your older sister.
Your parents were never phased by her absence as she had always had a checkered past, so they never questioned why she disappeared since she had done it so many times before.
“You warned me to keep an eye on her and I just ignored it because she was your sister and I thought my team would catch any inconsistencies. Before the wedding I had them look into everything one last time for the sake of saying I did it but then they found out she was stealing from me and I didn’t know how to tell you…” He started to sob, a weight had been lifted telling you the truth but he felt regretful for missing out on so much. He was attempting to ramble through his tears as you stood up from your seat to approach him, kneeling to hold him as his muscular frame shook in your arms.
Jack loosely wrapped his arms around your body as you slowly stood up and instinctively wrapped yourself around him by sitting on his lap, holding one another through tears.
“I haven’t talked to her since that day. She doesn’t even know about Emmett” You nervously played with a stray curl, making him look up at you.
“His name is Emmett?” A small smile broke across his face, a twinkle in his bloodshot eyes that wasn’t there before appeared.
“Do you want to meet him?” You slowly stood up, embarrassingly realizing you had made it into his lap.
Jack nodded and you both walked down the hallway, lightly knocking on the door as Jack nervously followed behind you.
Maggie carefully handed Emmett to you. Jack made sure he was sitting down before you let him hold Emmett, the family leaving you both alone once again.
“Why wouldn’t you tell me you were pregnant?” He sniffled as he looked down at his son who was fast asleep after a long day of crying.
“You had already decided you didn’t want to be married, you told me you didn’t love me and that you needed to be with someone on your level. Why would I force you to pick me or raise a family with me for that matter?”
“You know now that wasn’t true right?” He finally looked up from Emmett to look at you. “Did you know that you were pregnant when…?” He didn’t want to finish that sentence and you knew that.
“I didn’t, not until a few weeks later” you shrugged, moving the blanket down from Emmett’s chin.
“He looks just like me” Jack chuckled, looking at you sympathetically “Sorry about that.”
You laughed, feeling the tension slowly dissipate at his comment. “It’s okay, it made me feel close to you.”
Jack smiled, finding comfort in the fact that you said that. “I’m sorry that I made things worse. I thought I was helping by keeping you from it and I didn’t know you were pregnant or that would’ve changed how I reacted.”
“Would it?” You were still hurt, and trying to suppress your need to subtly throw jabs at him.
“Yes, and I’m sorry” he couldn’t manage to say anything else, knowing he didn’t have a rebuttal.
“Anything I can do to make this easier, I will. If I have to go to court for you, I’ll do it. I always would’ve” You wanted that to be clear.
“I didn’t think it was fair of me to ask that of you. I tried everything to keep this out of your life” he sighed and you heard a knock on the door, Clay was wheeling the bassinet into the room for the both of you.
“Thank you” you hummed as he nodded and quickly left. You helped Jack carefully set Emmett down inside of it, his paternal instincts quickly kicking in as he sat on the bed next to the bassinet to keep a close eye.
“It’s not just about you and me anymore. You’re his dad and I want to make sure you’re okay. I’ll do whatever I have to and we can meet with your lawyers tomorrow” You sat on the bed beside him.
“Even if it means testifying against your sister?”
“I don’t have a sister as far as I’m concerned” you spoke to him as blunt as you could about that, wanting him to know you meant it.
“She stole a lot of money, and will likely go to prison for a long time. What if your parents don’t agree with your decision?” Jack was worried you’d change your mind once family weighed in.
“My parents won’t be upset with me, my sister has been causing chaos in their lives since she was a teenager. If anything they’ll just be happy you know about Emmett” You smiled, looking at your baby who was sound asleep.
“I just don’t want to lose you again, or him” Jack was immediately in love, but the reality set in quicker than anticipated.
“You won’t. You might want to call your lawyers first thing tomorrow and let them know you have a son though” you laughed, wondering if that would affect anything.
“I’m just glad I can stop hanging out with Heather” Jack nudged you with his shoulder knowing you were jealous when you mentioned her earlier.
“I like the sound of that” You leaned into him with your shoulder. He turned to you, his hands cupped your face as he went in for a kiss, something he had wanted to do from the moment you walked into the house.
Jack leaned back on the bed, grabbing your thighs and pulling you on top of him as Emmett was still asleep nearby.
“Jack- we can’t” you moaned between kisses, missing the touch of his hands more now than before.
“I just want to kiss you” he pleaded between moans, his kisses growing more and more sloppy as you straddled him, your fingers entangled in his curls.
You had no idea you had fallen asleep until Emmett woke you with his cries. Jack immediately rolled over, shushing you to go back to sleep as he kneeled to look for formula in the diaper bag on the floor.
“Do you know what you’re doing?” You whispered as he took a bottle from your bag, a look of worry came over him that you found endearing.
“I’ll show you” You picked Emmett up and held him against your hip as you walked with Jack to the kitchen, showing him the steps and how to test if the milk was too warm.
“I’m sorry you’ve been doing this all alone” he whispered, knowing he had a lot of things to catch up on. He bent down to quickly kiss you before testing the formula on his wrist.
“I’m sorry you’ve been dealing with all of this alone” you replied, referring to his impending court case.
“I wasn’t alone, I had Heather” he teased, making you roll your eyes as he giggled behind you and back to the bedroom.
“Don’t make me fly back home, you’re still on thin ice” you teased back, earning a scoff from Jack.
“Stop playing, this is your home now” he hummed, taking Emmett from you as he fed him for the first time. He flashed you a big bright smile, letting you know he was serious and you found all the comfort you needed in hearing that.
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A/N: Special thanks to @vanwritesfan-fiction for helping me brainstorm the storyline for this part. I appreciate you so much.
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lilminchii · 1 year
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You're so pretty, J.H
“Should we wake her up?” Urban whispered referring to Y/n who was sound asleep on the couch. “No, let her sleep. Jack will be out of the booth any minute now.” Neelam muttered, looking down at her wrist. He nodded, going back to scrolling through his phone. “Did you notice that she’s been sleeping a lot more during the day?” Neelam questioned, looking at Y/n, who was snuggling Jack's hoodie, he had left for her. “Yeah, Jack says she stays up until he comes home, so it makes sense.” Urban shrugged, as she raised her eyebrow. “He’s been getting home lately though.” She thought out loud. “She really cares about him, he said she needed to make sure he was home safe before she could sleep.” He replied. “I swear they’re the cutest.” She said, smiling at the younger girl on the couch.
Jack entered the room, he audibly awed at the sight of his girlfriend. “Are you ready to go?” Neelam asked him, smiling at his antics. “Yeah,” he nodded, before bending down slowly to pick Y/n up. Y/n let out a small whine, before wrapping her legs around his torso. “Go back to sleep baby.” He whispered, placing a delicate kiss on her hair.
They all entered the car, Neelam sitting in the front seat. And the other 3 sat in the back seats. Y/n leaned onto Jack's shoulder, as he told her about his day, and how his work was going. Even though he knew she was barely listening. She was more focused on keeping her eyes open. “Jack?” She whispered. He hummed in response, turning his head to look at her face. “You’re so pretty.” She let out a content sigh, as he let out a deep chuckle at her words. “Really?” He questioned with a boyish grin on his face. “Yeah, so pretty.” She mumbled, moving her head off of his shoulder before pressing a lazy kiss to his lips. “You’re so cute ma.” He muttered as she leaned back onto his shoulder.
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heavyhitterheaux · 29 days
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Got Me Thinking
Part 2: Late Nights and Spousal Confessions
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Synopsis: Not wanting the night to end, Jack quickly asks to spend more time with you. Little did the two of you know that it would end up being a therapy session about your marriages to other people.
Pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader
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Jack continued to look at you in disbelief before the biggest smile broke out on his face as he quickly embraced you.
Your arms immediately went around his neck as you felt him pick you up so your feet were hovering above the ground as he hugged you tighter.
“Are you really here right now?” He asked as he whispered in your ear and you simply nodded before responding to him.
“I am and you can thank your little brother for that.”
“And to answer your question, yes. I did miss you, more than you know.”
“Well if I would have known that you two would be this excited to see each other, I would have done it sooner.” Clay mumbled and the two of you couldn't help but laugh. Jack placed you back on your feet before his left hand went to cup your face as his right started to play with the ends of your hair. Something that he used to do when the two of you were younger so it was obvious that old habits die hard.
“And that's who he let get away? Look at how they're looking at each other! Jack hasn't acknowledged anyone else since he's seen her. He doesn't even look at his own wife like that.” Ace said to Clay who simply nodded in agreement.
“That's who he should have been with and stayed with from the beginning.”
“Agreed.”
The party consisted of Jack and Urban making their rounds and mingling with all of their guests, but one thing that didn't happen was you leaving Jack's side. You had been basically glued to him for the entire night and you could tell that your presence was giving him a sense of comfort. Just like before when the two of you were together.
When it got close to about 2 in the morning, people were starting to wind down and leave and since Clay brought you, he quickly asked when you would be ready to leave, but Jack jumped in before you could say anything.
“I'll take her home, don't worry about it. We have a lot to catch up on.” He said while turning to you and smiling.
“I figured, but I thought I would ask anyway.” Clay said while smiling at the sight in front of him. He didn't even know the last time that he saw his older brother so happy and he was hoping that it would stay that way and the two of you would end up together like everyone wanted.
No one had really mentioned or brought up the fact that Jack's wife, better known as Kelsey, hadn't even shown up to her own husband's birthday party but it was clear that Jack did not care one bit. His attention and focus had been on you the entire time and you were low key happy that you didn't have to compete for it with someone else.
The two of you were now settled into Jack’s Jeep and he simply looked over at you and smiled.
“I literally just cannot believe you’re here right now.”
“I actually wasn’t going to come, but Clay convinced me.” You said being completely honest as he began to drive.
“What? Why?”
“I didn’t think that you would have wanted to see me.”
“What the? It’s not like we ended on a bad note. Besides, I literally always ask your mom about you anytime that I see her. That just happens to be a lot since you know our moms have been inseparable since we began dating and haven’t let up since.”
“Very true. Any time I talk to her and ask her what she’s doing she says she’s with Maggie.”
“I don’t want to take you home just yet, if that’s okay.” Jack said, looking straight ahead as he was coming to a red light.
“Hmm, we can go to Waffle House, they’re still open.”
Once the two of you reached Waffle House and got settled into a booth in the back, you knew that Jack was bound to ask you about being married and you were just waiting for it. You both scanned the menu in a comfortable silence before he spoke up.
“So……”
“So…..” You said back to him as both of you let out laughs.
“Tell me everything. What’s been going on with you?”
“Well, I did end up going to nursing school and did that for a little while before I decided to go back and get my CRNA.”
“Damn, I knew my girl was smart. I remember you telling me that you wanted to do that. That’s anesthesia right?” Your heart instantly fluttered when you heard him call you his girl.
“It is, I didn’t think that you would remember.”
“I remember everything about my first love. Including how she didn’t think my full name was Jackman and decided to call me Jackson instead and it stuck.”
You immediately busted out laughing remembering the conversation that the two of you had with you both going back and forth debating on what Jack’s real name was. And you legit asked Maggie to see his birth certificate which she laughed about.
“And to this day, you are the only person allowed to do that.”
“But I love Jackman better. It makes you unique.” You replied as you looked back down at the menu and was deciding on what you wanted to drink.
“What else has happened? You live in Cali now, right?”
“Yeah, I live in Calabasas and have been there for about six years. I like it…. At times.”
Just then the two of you were interrupted by your waiter who you looked up to see was Ms.Isabella. She was the manager and worked here for as long as you two could remember.
“Well isn’t it my favorite nurse and my favorite rapper?!”
“Ms. Isabella, respectfully, don’t you only know like five of my songs? How am I your favorite rapper?” Jack asked joking with her, but all she did was laugh and roll her eyes at him.
“I’ve been to enough concerts to know more than five songs. Anyway, you two aren’t married yet?” She asked and both of you looked like deer caught in headlights, but you quickly recovered.
“Ms. Isabella we’re both married, but not to each other.” You asked and all she did was try to hide the obvious smirk that was about to be displayed on her face. She had definitely been talking to your mother and knew what she was doing.
“Oh, what a shame. Anyway, all I know is that I remember the two of you always being in here when you were younger and being inseparable. Especially when both of you would be drunk and trying to sober up before you went home. A secret that I shall keep from both of your mother’s forever. Anyway, what are we drinking? Orange juice?”
“That’s fine.” Jack quickly said as she nodded her head to walk towards the counter.
When she walked away, it was slightly awkward and you knew for a fact that he was about to ask you now.
“So, how long have you been married?” He asked while looking down and drumming his fingers on the table.
“This year will be three years.” You quietly answered and Jack nodded his head. One of the first things he noticed was your wedding ring when he had first laid eyes on you and seeing it in person made his heart drop. He knew that you were, but was wishing deep down that it wasn’t true.
“What’s his name?”
“Xavier.”
“Does… he treat you well?”
You hesitated on answering that simply because you knew the type of person that Jack was. Even though he wasn’t one to care for confrontation, when it came to you he didn’t care. He would probably have no problem hoping on a plane and going to Cali in order to beat his ass for what he had done to you.
“That’s…. A loaded question. Umm…”
“Y/N, I’m not trying to pry and you only have to tell me what you feel comfortable with me knowing. But the look on your face is telling when I asked about him.”
“It’s just complicated.”
“Marriage can be difficult sometimes, but it shouldn’t be complicated if the two people involved work together.”
“I… I married a wonderful person who I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with, but about ten months ago his true colors started to show and I don’t think that I can stomach being married to a person like that much longer.”
“Did he put his hands on you? Because….” Jack asked with his voice slightly raising and you immediately shook your head no and placed your hand on top of his in order to get him to calm down.
“No, nothing like that.”
“Are you sure?”
“I promise. It’s nowhere near that.”
“Then, what is it?”
“He’s been cheating on me for a year and got another woman pregnant.”
Jack’s mouth was now hanging wide open as he looked at you dumbfounded.
“And does he know that you know this?”
You just shook your head no and sighed.
“I… you know that you deserve better than that.”
“I know, I’m just trying to stack my money to be able to get a divorce and get away from him. I already opened up a bank account that he has no idea about.”
“Y/N, I’m so sorry.” Jack quietly said as he saw your eyes watering. Bottom line was you still loved Xavier despite what he had done to you and you absolutely hated yourself for it.
“Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine, just a little while longer. Now onto you, tell me all that there is to know about Kelsey. I thought I was going to meet her tonight. How’s married life treating you?” Even though you had heard from multiple people about how Jack was miserable in his marriage, you needed to hear it come straight from him.
“Hmm, not a lot to tell.”
“What in the world is that supposed to mean?”
When Jack was once again quiet, you could still read him like an open book despite how many years had passed.
“You regret it.” You quietly said and he just looked at you.
“How can you know exactly what I’m thinking without me having to say anything and you’re in tune with my feelings when my wife can’t even do that?”
“I can read you like a book, Jackman. I’ve always been able to. You can be completely silent like just now and I…. why do you regret it?”
“I’ve recently found out some things about her that I didn’t know before and it makes me think that I truly don’t know her at all and I rushed into this.”
Ms. Isabella interrupted the two of you as she sat both of your drinks down and was waiting for the two of you to order.
“I'll take the all star breakfast.”
“Me too.” You quietly said as you handed her your menu and she simply shot both of you a smile before walking away.
“So, Clay telling me that you were miserable in your marriage wasn't a lie?”
“I… I know he's just trying to look out for me but it's not a lie. I definitely care about her to a certain extent and don't want anything bad to happen to her but….”
“Then do what you have to do in order for you to have a peace of mind.”
“I want to give it time seeing as it hasn't even been a year yet and the fact that the amount of people that would be telling me ‘I told you so’ would be endless.”
“Don't worry about them. As long as you're happy, that's the important part.”
“True.”
“Besides, I’m here for you and will support you with whatever you decide.”
“I appreciate that. Now that I got you back I'm definitely not letting you go again.”
It was around seven in the morning when the two of you finally pulled in front of your parent's house and you weren't afraid to admit that you were sad that the night was coming to an end.
When the two of you had left Waffle House, you both decided to watch the sunrise for old times sake since that was something that the two of you would do often when you two were together.
You were excited that he was now back in your life and was hoping that it would be for the long haul.
“I hope you had an amazing birthday.” You said as the two of you were now standing outside of his Jeep.
“I did because I got the best birthday gift that I could have ever asked for, like Clay said. I appreciate you for coming and I'm happy that I got to see you. It's been way too long.”
“It has.”
“How long are you staying?”
“About another week.”
Jack simply nodded as he grabbed your hand and started rubbing small circles on the back of it.
“Block out some time for me?”
“For you? Always. You never have to ask.” You answered as you smiled up at him which he quickly returned before bringing you into a hug.
“I missed you so much and that is probably all you're going to hear me say over the next week.”
“I don't mind because I missed you too.” You responded as the two of you finally pulled away.
“Go and get some sleep and I’ll call you later.” Jack said as he reached down to kiss your forehead and then your cheek which was dangerously close to your mouth, but you brushed it off and thought nothing of it.
“Okay.”
“Since we now have an audience.”
You looked behind you to see your brother looking out of the window on the second floor as your sister and your parents were looking out of the window that was in the living room and you immediately groaned as Jack laughed. Your mom looked to be on the phone and you knew for a fact that she was talking to Maggie and giving her a play by play.
“I'm probably hitting the studio later. You want to come?”
“Hmm, I think I can clear my schedule for you.”
“Then it's a date.”
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Cabin Fever
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Summary: Jack has been very busy with the filming of his upcoming movie and focusing on making new music. When the time comes for the two of you to spend some quality time together it doesn’t go as planned which causes some problems to arise.
Warnings: SMUT, car sex, penetration, praise, oral (female).
“GIRLY POP” you laugh as you roll your eyes getting out of your bed to meet Jack down stairs in the living room. “What’s up Jack, how was filming?” You asked while you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, wrapping his arms around you, one of his hands on your ass while he kissed all over your face. “It was good, happy we’re almost finished finally” he said sitting the two of you on the couch with you on his lap facing him.
 
“I have a surprise for you though.” he explained with his hands outlining your hips. Confused you tilt your head  “A surprise, what is it?” “Well since I've been working and stuff I decided to rent out a cabin for a couple of days, it's big as hell and it has a lake and hot tub so get ready for some late night adventures” Gasping you pull him into a hug pressing a kiss onto his lips. “You didn’t have to do that Jack I would have just enjoyed your company here.”  
Shaking his head he lays a kiss to your cheek “It’s fine we need this and you deserve it baby, thank you for sticking by me through this.”, “I packed of a bunch of clothes for you, all we have to do is get in the car.” “Jack be foreal are we really going to a cabin right now?” you asked, thinking this was too much to be true. You remembered how one time he told you that he was taking you to a disney cruise but in reality he took you to a beach and taught you how to ride a surfboard with a Mickeymouse head on it. 
You really hope he was being serious because you were not trying to have your time be wasted. “This isn’t the “disney cruise, okay, we're actually going to a cabin” Nodding your head you decide to trust him. Getting up you two made your way to your bedroom to make sure he didn’t forget anything, surprisingly he didn't so you guys made your way into his white tesla and are now on the road. The ride wasn’t super long it was about an hour. On the way there you guys talked a lot. You were able to tell him about what's been going on at work and with your friend group. 
He told you a little about the movie and about new music that he wanted to make and some celebrity gossip which was very entertaining. As the ride came to an end you pulled up to the cabin that was surrounded by trees and a lake in front of it the sunlight reflecting onto it beautifully. You also noticed how there were already two cars in the driveway. Turning to Jack you ask him “Are there already people here?”, “Yeah you know I had to bring my people with me.” 
Rolling your eyes you buckle your seatbelt back in. “Take me back home.”, “What do you mean?, let go inside.” Shaking your head you respond “No i’m not going in there. I don't feel like being surrounded by a bunch of people whether they're your friends or not.” Sighing Jack ran his hands down his face before reaching over and unbuckling your seatbelt. “Comon don’t do this right now the same way you say you haven’t been able to see me they haven't been able to see me either it wouldn’t be fair to them or you. “
“I really don’t care Jack, you should have thought about that before you did this, now look at you.” Groaning Jack turned toward you, his hand covering your thigh. “Why are you acting like this any other time you have no problem hanging out with our friends, now all of a sudden you don’t want to be around them? You really make no sense to me.”  
“I could literally care less about anything you're talking about right now, take me home or i’m going to get an Uber” you started unlocking your phone and going to the uber app right before you felt your phone being snatched right out of your hands. “Your not getting a fucking uber and i’m not takin ungrateful ass home ethier so deal with it.” “I’m ungrateful because I want to spend alone time with you? Whatever.” You said crossing your arms against your chest. 
“You wanted to be alone with me baby?” Jacked asked  as he ran his hand up and down your thigh your breath heightened as you feel his rough hands on your smooth skin. Looking straight ahead you say nothing, not wanting to give in too easily. “Huh. You don’t hear me speaking to you?’ he asked as he reached over, unbuckling your shorts that you had on along with your panties. 
“It’s fine if you don’t want to talk, I'll get something out of you one way or another.” Using his hands he moves your body towards his seat to where the back of your head is now  facing the window and you're sitting sideways in your seat (a/n I really hope this makes sense since the reader is facing Jack instead of being across him.) 
With your bare core out Jack spreads your lips with his fingers before he closes his mouth around your clit, his tongue moving in a regular speed causing your head to tilt as you covered your mouth with your hands so no sound would escape from you. Jack saw this and moved his tongue against you faster as you used your other hand to grip his hair pulling him closer to you as your hips moved at their own pace meeting Jack’s pace with his tongue. 
The need you had to moan was unbearable. Your body felt hot as you could hear your boyfriend’s tongue move against you which caused you to get even more turned on as you felt your body start to shake. Two fingers enter you as you meet Jacks eyes as plunges his fingers in and out of your before his takes your cliit in his mouth again feeling you come undone against him as you gasped for air. 
He didn’t care though not even when you tried to pull him away from you he kept going. “Jack stop, baby i’m done!” you said as you felt him licking up the creamy substance that had escaped you. “You done fighting with me y/n?” He asked his head now laying on your stomach ,you nod still trying to catch your breath. “C'mere and sit on my lap pretty.” He commanded, pulling his seat all the way back unbuckling his pants and pulling his cock out of his boxers. 
Reaching over you put both legs on the side of him straddling him as you guide the head of his cock into your entrance. You both sigh as you ease him inside of you, missing him inside of you. Grabbing your hips Jack moves you along his cock make you take all of him and when you got all the way inside of you he threw his head back with his eyes closed shut. 
“C'mon give it to me Jack” you pleaded as you moved your hips toward his thighs starting to burn a little bit. “Fuck this pussy is way to fucking good to me pretty.” he groaned as he started to move his hips from under you. Wrapping your arms around his shoulders you attach your lips to his neck as you feel him starting to twitch inside of you. 
“Your going to make me cum so hard baby fuck” he exclaimed when he felt you cleching around him as you were appraoching your second orgasm. “Cum inside of me, fill me up with all of your cum” you said as you started to cum squeezing your eyes closed until you saw white feeling Jack fill you up with his cum as you tried to to control your breathing. 
Jack rubs your back and gives you a soft kiss on your forehead. “Next, time we’ll go on a trip with just the two of us, I just wanted to be able to please everyone at the same time, next time I got you though, maybe we’ll actually go on a disney cruise this time” Hitting his chest you laugh as he places a kiss across your cheek.
 
*Ring*
Jack's phone started to ring in the cup holder that it was in. Picking it up you hand it to him as you wait for him to answer. “What’s up Urban?” Jack said as he put the phone on speaker. “Why the hell are you guys still in the car hurrying so we can all go to the lake.” He said irritated before hanging up. 
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vanwritesfan-fiction · 2 months
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Same Ol' Same Ol'
A VERY LATE Kinktober Day Six Prompt: "I Missed You"
Warnings: Language, smut, references to breakups
A/N: based on the song Still by Liv Dawson
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Everything's still the same.
It's oddly comforting and painfully nostalgic how Jack still smells the same, you notice, taking in his scent as your lips press against his shoulder, his body weight heavy but welcome atop yours. He's still wearing the cologne you bought him for your second anniversary, the same one he insisted he hated during one of your last fights.
Everything's still the same.
Your right hand instinctively pulls at his chestnut curls at the back of his head, your left fingertips digging into his lower back, guiding his rhythm as he snaps his hips into you, leaving you breathless with each thrust. He's as desperate to take himself to the hilt inside of you as you are to feel every inch of him. Its almost too much, the feeling of being full and stretched out. You struggle to grip the sheets to steady yourself against the bed, feeling your core tighten as his pelvis grinds against your clit. Your moans are the sweetest thing he's heard in the longest time, a fervent reminder of what he once had.
Everything's still the same.
Jack's large hands frame your face, with his nose nuzzled into your neck, his scruffy beard scratchy against your cheek. You can count how each pant in your ear matches his strokes, your breaths in tandem as if you'd practiced this before.
You have practiced this before, many times. In this bed, on the couch, on the kitchen counter. There isn't an inch of this apartment where you haven't been intimate, not a spot where you haven't moaned Jack's name over and over, and still you feel like a stranger in what was once your home.
Everything's still the same.
Its pure muscle memory, the way your body molds around his, how quickly he can bring you to orgasm because he knows your most sensitive spots. "Is this okay?" Jack quietly grunts out, already knowing that it is, and you barely give a nod before letting out a sharp breath as his thumb presses against your sensitive bud, drawing agonizingly small circles. There isn't a spot on your body that he doesn't know like the back of his hand, and he's determined to exploit every one of your pleasurable weaknesses, not sure when he'll get the chance again.
Surely the two of you won't make the same mistake twice.
Everything's still the same.
After three years of being in these same sheets, mastering each other's bodies, discovering the things that make you tick and the one's that piss him off, everything is second nature. If you close your eyes tight enough, you can almost pretend that you aren't hooking up with your ex, only 10 months after your breakup.
Almost.
His name rolls off your tongue with ease as he brings you hurdling toward your orgasm, your nails digging into his back. You're impossibly close when Jack lifts his chest to hover over you. You open your eyes, blinking through your lashes as you feel yourself start to lose your orgasm due to the change in position. His pace never falters, his hands leaving the bed to press down on your hip bones, changing the angle of his thrusts, his cock brushing against your g-spot each time he drives in and out of you.
It was only seconds before waves of pleasure were washing over you, your fingers and toes tingling from overstimulation. Jack’s hips stuttered as he came, his body convulsing as he filled the condom. He collapsed down on the bed next to you, his arm draped over your stomach as he closed his eyes.
Jack was always gifted in bed, but adorably predictable, with only a few moves under his belt that he always returned to. You knew them all, had come to love them over time, and you immediately noticed how different he was now.
His virility was renewed, there was a hunger to him that you'd never had the pleasure to witness.
Had he been with someone else since you'd broken up?
How many other women had been in the same bed the two of you had picked out when you moved in together?
You knew you had no right to question him, you weren't together anymore, but still it felt like the biggest betrayal. You didn't try to hide the tears brimming in your lashes, knowing you could attribute them to overwhelming pleasure instead of sadness.
Jack peaked out at you through his right eye, noticing your tears immediately. "Are you okay?" He moved to hover over you again, this time resting his weight to the side, his hand cradling your face. You nodded, pulling your bottom lip in between your teeth to stop you from crying. "What happened?", he searched your features, his heart racing at the thought that he was too rough and maybe had hurt you.
"I'm fine", you finally breathed out, "just tired." You pushed him off of you, gathering the flat sheet to cover your body and shuffling to the bathroom, the door slamming behind you. You tightened the sheet around your chest, frantically wiping the tears from your cheeks. You look pitiful in the mirror, a strong juxtaposition to the confidence you had when you walked through the door just a few hours ago.
You were the one who called Jack, finally able to pull yourself together enough to do your hair and put on makeup. You wanted him to see how good you were doing, at least as much as you could pretend, how you had moved on to bigger and better things, but it only took a little sweet talking and a few glasses of wine before you were underneath him, proving just how weak you truly were.
You searched the drawers for eyedrops to get rid of the redness from crying. All of the toiletries were still arranged the way you liked, by category of item. Jack was never that organized. It always drove you up the wall how simultaneously messy and a control freak he could be at the same time. You found the eye drops at the back of the drawer, the same place you left them.
Everything's still the same.
A knock at the door startled you, making you drop the tiny plastic bottle. "Everything okay in there?" You could hear the concern in Jack's voice.
"Yeah, just a second", you called out, squeezing a few drops into each eye, blinking away the artificial tears. You just needed to fake it for a few more minutes and you could get out of here, and all of this would be a very disappointing memory. You took a deep breath as you opened the door, plastering a fake smile on your face. Jack stood back, taking in your figure.
"Just needed to pee", you lied, pushing past him to your pile of clothes that were resting on the chair in the corner. "Are you leaving? I thought we could grab dinner or something." Jack was hopeful that this would turn into more than a ill advised hookup between exes. You chuckled as you slipped your sweater over your head and pulled your jeans over your hips.
When you turned, Jack was still standing there, his chest bare, boxers sitting low on his hips, his brow knitted together.
"I don't think that's a good idea." You grabbed your handbag and shoes, placing them in the crook of your arm. "Actually, I know its not a good idea."
"Why? If you didn't think it was a good idea, why did you come here?" He crossed his arms over his chest, his fingertips digging into the spaces of his ribcage. "I-uh, I don't know. I'm sorry, I don't think I should have come at all." That pooling of warmth in your stomach that you felt from pleasure was quickly replaced by an uneasy knot that tightened with every passing second.
"Don't be sorry, be honest with me. What's wrong?"
You took in a few breaths, your gaze falling to the floor. You felt stupid for asking, but it would nag at you forever if you didn't. "Have you been with anyone else in our- this house?"
You could see the breath hitch in Jack's chest. He sat down on the edge of the bed, his shoulders slumped over. "No. No, I haven't seen anyone else since we broke up." You weren't sure why, but you believed him. You never thought Jack would hurt you, but he would have stroked his own ego and told you if he had. "Have you?", he looked like he'd be sick if you said yes.
"Uh, no." He knew the answer by the look of sadness in your eyes but he still needed to hear the word. "Everything is the same here, like I never left." Your tone wasn't accusatory, you were just stating a fact as you looked around the bedroom.
"I know. I couldn't change anything." He wrung his hands out, his chin dropping to his chest. "I didn't want to change anything." He was hoping that you'd come back one day, and he wanted to be ready for that, leaving everything the way you had it. He knew that you'd like that.
"Why did you let me in, Jack? You knew this was a bad idea just as I did, and yet here we are." The two of you could try to blame each other for your misgivings till you were blue in the face, but you were both adults, both capable of making your own choices.
"I missed you." His confession surprised you, your eyes starting to sting with tears immediately. "I wish I had some better excuse, because I know it doesn't change anything, but I missed you. I had to see you." He ran a hand through his messy curls, looking to you for a reaction.
God, he missed every inch of you. The way you smelled, the sound of your voice, the way you felt beneath his touch. Now that he had a taste of what he so desperately missed, he knew there was no way he was letting you go again. He just needed you to feel the same way. He need you to miss him, too.
He felt lightheaded as you began to speak. "I missed you too. There isn't a day where I don't miss you, Jack." You felt a weight lift off your shoulders, but you didn't feel any relief. It was just replaced by the weight of the guilt of choosing to do something you knew wasn't right. Jack didn't care, he felt no remorse. It was the wrong thing to do, but the right person to do it with.
"Then stay. Please." Begging wasn't in Jack's nature, but he'd bloody his hands and knees for you.
The room was quiet, the air stifling between the two of you. If you did this, there was no going back. If you stayed, you were making a choice to possibly go back to the fighting, to the uncertainty, to the insecurities the two of you held from one another. That weight would never leave you, always sitting on your shoulders, crushing you, but you would be with someone who you didn't want to live without. As much as you tried to deny it, you couldn't live without Jack.
You stood, taking gentle steps toward him, settling in between his legs. You guided his hands to the button of your jeans, Jack taking over and pushing your jeans down past your hips. He pressed a wet kiss to your stomach, just above your belly button, making you shiver. You pulled your sweater over your head as he toyed with the waistband of your panties, snapping it against your delicate skin.
"What are you doing?" He asked, looking up at you through his long lashes, his blue eyes shining in the ambient lighting.
"Staying", you whispered, pushing him down on the bed by the shoulders. You were making your choice, one that you'd been desperate to make since the two of you broke up almost a year ago.
Everything's still the same.
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jackharloww · 9 months
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Request: Making Jack laugh when he’s in a bad mood 🤪
Tickles and laughs
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Jack had woken up with a lot of missed calls from his management, someone had messed up his schedule, and that led to him having to be out of town for your birthday. You didn't have anything planned but he still didn't want to leave you on your birthday.
That was the reason why he was in a very bad mood and grumpy when you finally woke up. "Good morning baby" You rolled over and put your hands on his chest
"Morning" he mumbled and continued to text furiously on his phone.
"What's up" You fully sat up, noticing he wasn't his usual self.
"Nothing" he answered with a sigh as he put his phone down, throwing his head back and pulling his hands up to rub his face.
"Well it doesn't look like nothing," you said, receiving a look from Jack, "Fine, tell me when you feel like it" you mumbled, knowing he sometimes needed time to process things before talking about it. In the meantime, you got up to make the two of you breakfast.
"Jack, breakfast is ready" you yelled out for him as you plated the sandwiches you had made the both of you.
"I'm here" he chuckled from behind you, making you jump.
"Oh, you scared me" you giggled, receiving a small smile from him but nothing more than that. Jack was clearly still in a bad mood, but you didn't push it, instead, you handed him his plate and the both of you walked to the living room to watch your series as you ate.
As a way to try and make him laugh, you poked his side, knowing how ticklish he was. He jumped a bit before shaking his head, looking at you. "Stop" he raised his eyebrows with a smile on his face
"You're annoying" you simply said and took a bite from your sandwich. He grabbed your plate and put it down on the table and then he brought you closer to him, "I love you too" he chuckled before kissing you on your head.
"Yeah yeah" you muttered but stayed in his embrace, continuing to watch the series.
After about half an hour, Jack's phone buzzed multiple times making him pick it up to read the messages, this time he didn't bother answering any of them, he just threw it to the side with a sigh.
"Okay there's clearly something bothering you" You gave up waiting for him to tell you
"I'm trying to figure it out" he sighed running his fingers through his hair.
"Well let me help you figure it out" You sat up straight and turned around to look at him better.
"Come on, I don't like seeing you like this" you groaned, "let me at least see that beautiful smile of yours?" you said, and Jack gave you a small smile.
"no, not that smile - a big one, teeth and all that stuff" you giggled and leaned forward to tickle him again.
"Okay fine fine" he laughed and tried to take away your hands, but you didn't give up, instead you straddled him and continued to tickle him, hearing his beautiful laugh.
"I'll tell you, just stop" he was getting out of breath now, the both of you laughing loudly. You stopped tickling him and went to sit down next to him on the couch, but he put his hands on your hips making you stay in that position.
He pulled you closer and embraced you for a few seconds, putting his head on your chest. You hugged him tighter and played with his hair. After a few seconds he looked up at you, his hands still around your waist, "Chris booked in an appearance on your birthday weekend" he said with a big sigh, and you could really tell how sorry he was.
"I'm trying to fix it, but they say it's nothing I can do," he said, "They make me so angry" he continued, waiting for you to say something, and when you got a smile on your face he furrowed his eyebrows, not understanding your reaction.
"You could have just said so silly" you giggled, putting your hands on either side of his face, "I can come with you" you suggested.
"Are you sure?" he looked at you surprised
"Why wouldn't I be? I don't care where we are or what we do, I just want to be with you" you said and leaned in to give him a passionate kiss.
"I love you so damn much," he said as he backed away for a second, before going in for more kisses.
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Just a small little blurb <3
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lcandothisallday · 10 months
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Court Side Butterflies Part 1 - Jack Harlow x f!reader
this actually SUCKS but oh well. Might make a part 2
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photo credit to @a-moment-captured !!
You walk under the tunnel with your best friend, making your way through the swarms of people to get your court side seat. Your best friend was dating a player on the Boston Celtics—Jaylen Brown to be exact, which warranted the both of you sitting court side to support her man.
With it being a game 7, you knew this game was going to be tense and you only hoped the Celtics would win so that your best friend could celebrate with her boyfriend. If it were up to you, you didn’t really care who wins—only wishing for an exciting game.
“I’m gonna go speak with Jaylen real quick,” your friend mused. “Wish him luck and all.” You nod and smirk at your love sick friend. “Wish him luck for me too!” you exclaim as she walks away.
There was still about 15 minutes until the game officially started so you decided to take your seat and chill on your phone in the meantime.
While you’re scrolling through Instagram, two quite large people walk in front of you—one of them nearly stepping on your toes.
“Oh sweetheart I’m sorry!” the man exclaimed. “Did I step on your toes?—”
You look up at the bald man and shake your head with a laugh. “No no you’re good,” you reassure. Your line of sight trails to see the man going to take a seat next to him, your eyes going slightly wide when you realize it was Jack Harlow.
Jack’s dad sits next you, prompting him to make small talk. “Routing for the Celtics?”
“Yeah,” you confirm with a nod. “Here with my best friend—she’s dating Jaylen so I guess I gotta be supportive of the both of them,” you joke.
“Oh—are you not a basketball fan?” he chuckled in question.
“I am! It’s just been a long day,” you laugh.
“Jeez Dad—leave the poor girl alone. Probably doesn’t wanna talk to you all night,” Jack teased, causing his Dad to scoff playfully and for you to giggle.
“Jack,” he introduced, extending his hand towards you. “Y/N. It’s nice to meet you…and your Dad ” you reply with a smile.
Jack’s Dad smiled at the interaction before he leaned in close to his son, his voice low. “Wanna sit next to her?” he whispered in question. “She’s pretty—maybe you could get her number,” he mused, playing wingman.
Jack’s face heated up, his cheeks blushing with a tint of red. “Uh…not now. It’ll be too obvious. Plus she’s a model…to many eyes on us,” he whispered back a bit bashfully. He couldn’t deny that you were indeed beautiful and he would’ve loved the opportunity to talk more and get to know you— but there were simply too many eyes and cameras around to risk any annoying rumours that frankly he didn’t wanna deal with.
Soon enough, your friend makes her way back to her seat, leaning in close with a knowing smirk. “Jayson asked about youuuu,” she hummed matter of factly which Jack couldn’t help but overhear. While he loved Jayson and considered him a friend, the jealousy still bubbled within him. He knew it wasn't warranted--after all he barely knew you but it didn't stop his feelings.
He was still intrigued to hear your response so he sat quietly, his dad also unknowingly doing the same.
You scoff at your friends remark. “He's too hot and cold with me...until he wants to commit then I'm not doing anything," you shrug.
You friend groaned, “oh come on y/n! He likes you—you like him—the sex is great apparently—”
“Oh my god!” you interrupt exclaiming. “Shut up! Just please shut up,” you groan, shaking your head in embarrassment. “That’s not something you can say in public with media and fans everywhere,” you mutter lowly.
Your friend shrugged. “I just want you to be happy.”
“How about I worry about that and you worry about cheering on your boyfriend,” you deadpan.
“Suite yourself.”
You sit quietly for the remainder of quarter, your arms crossed as you stared ahead with a stoic expression. You loved your friend but she can be a bit much at times.
When half time finally came around, your friend got up to comfort Jaylen for being down a couple points. “You coming?”she asked, more so wanting to know if you were going to talk to Jayson.
“Nah—I’m gonna stick here.” She simply nodded and headed off.
“Your friend seems like a handful,” Brian spoke to you with a chuckle, causing Jack’s eyes to widen. “Dad!” he scolded.
You however thought it was funny and began laughing. “She…she really is. I’m sorry you guys had to um…hear that,” you breath out shyly.
Jack licked his lips with a kind smile. “Don’t worry about it…my best friend Urban would’ve said worse,” he mused, trying to lighten the mood.
“Ok good to know it’s a universal experience,” you hum.
Brian smirked. “Hm—why don’t you two kiddos go grab us some drinks?” he suggested. Jack’s head snapped towards his dad, glaring at him while his cheeks turned red.
“Yeah why not,” you replied.
You and Jack walked side by side to the concession stand, him walking with his hands awkwardly in his pocket. “Your dad is very nice,” you began.
Jack scoffed playfully. “Nah—he’s tryna play matchmaker,” he laughed, shaking his head shamefully.
“Ohhhh I see,” you hum teasingly. “I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t working,” you confess, your cheeks burning up.
Jack grinned. “Damn—might need to have him work his magic more often,” he hummed.
You scoff in feigned offence. “Only if it works in my favour. Wouldn’t want him helping you get other girls.”
“Oh so you’re territorial huh?”
“What if I am?” you taunt in question.
“Fuuuck,” he laughed, his dimple appearing as he ran his hand through his hair. “I cant lie—that’s hot.”
“So tell me…if I ask you out,” Jack began nervously as he scratching the back of his neck. “Am I gonna have to worry about Jayson and his ‘great sex?’”
“I’m not seeing him anymore.”
Jack shook his head. “That’s not what you implied back there…if he committed…are you gonna commit back?” he asked, reiterating what you said to your friend earlier.
You sighed. “I’m sure I could ask you the same thing—with all the girls around you,” you point out.
“Nahhh—don’t do that. Don’t gaslight me and twist it back on me,” Jack laughed while shaking his head. “When you figure it out—I really would love to take you out…maybe even show you what great sex really is,” he smirked.
“Deal.”
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kentuckyboyharlow · 4 months
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Pumpkins adoption day
This is a collaboration with the incredible and insanely talented @harlowcomehome 🩷🩷🩷 thank you so much for working with me and just everything 🩷🩷
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Jack had been having a tough time lately, adjusting to life back home after the whirlwind of his life the last three years.
“Baby” you kissed his shoulder blades as he softly snored beside you.
You knew he had only just fallen asleep after yet another sleepless night. Christmas was around the corner, and he had been overworking himself to get this album done, intending for a late January or early February release.
You went into the guest bathroom and got ready hoping to leave the house before he woke up for the day.
Your phone vibrating as you had finally gotten the call you’d been hoping for.
Jack had been casually mentioning how much he wanted a dog for the past couple of months, often reminiscing about his childhood pet. You had been going to an animal shelter looking for a specific breed, hoping that you’d get lucky.
You remembered how often Jack would tell you how much he loved his family dog and how he wanted the have one of his own someday. Considering how much he had been going through you thought getting him a dog now would somehow make him feel better, or ease the load.
After you had been consistently showing up at the shelter for a while, one of the girls who worked there reached out to you asking what you were looking for and putting you on a list to be called if a dog in that breed ever came in.
You were starting to give up hope until you had gotten the call this morning. Once you had finished getting ready you went into the bedroom to check if Jack was still asleep. When you saw him sleeping you kissed his head gently before quietly leaving, eager to go to the shelter first thing.
You drove down to the shelter, worried they’d place her with someone else if you didn’t hurry.
When you arrived she was up front with the staff, being passed around from arm to arm.
“Where do I sign?” You asked, holding the puppy close to you worried someone would take her away.
The employees smiled at you, printing out the necessary paperwork.
“Would you like to pick out a collar? We usually give out free ones with any adoption!”
You nodded looking through their options before picking out a silky purple one with a bow on it. You slipped it on her admiring how adorable she looked.
“Such a beautiful girl!” You cooed at her, kissing her on the curly head.
After you signed the paperwork she was officially adopted and all yours. You had carefully placed her on a pile of blankets in your passenger seat and wrapped her up in one for security.
You went to the nearest pet store to buy her all the things she needed, knowing full well you were going overboard the second you walked in.
“Your daddy is gonna love you so much,” you said, reaching your hand out to pet her head. You softly giggled noticing her and Jack had matching hairstyles.
Once you had gotten to the pet store you put her in the cart like she was a child.
You were definitely taking this mothering thing to a whole new level with her already.
“Okay, little missy what kind of bed do you want? Looks like we have a sad beige color” You looked at her and smiled when she didn’t find your antics amusing.
“Yeah, I don’t blame you girl, oh what about this pink one!” You held the bed out to her and her tail wagged so you took that as a yes.
“Pink it is! Let’s go find you some toys” Once you had picked out quite a few toys she liked you of course picked up a pink leash to go with her bed.
You also got treats, puppy food, food bowls, and puppy pads thinking you were likely all set.
When you left the store you could hardly contain your excitement.
You made it home safely leaving the bags in the car as you wrapped her in a blanket and walked inside with her.
Jack was in the kitchen making himself something to eat when he heard the door shut.
“I’m making omelets!” He shouted over the music he was currently playing.
“Babe, can you turn that down? You’re scaring her” you stifled a giggle.
“Scaring who?” He turned the music off as he questioned you. Emerging from the kitchen with a spatula in his hands.
He immediately stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes hyper-fixated on the small puppy in your arms.
“Babe” his voice cracked. “Babe, you didn’t.”
“I did” You walked toward him, trading him the puppy for the spatula he was holding.
She started licking his hands immediately, he held her up in the air above him.
“Hi pretty baby” he spoke to her in a soft baby voice that you’d never heard before.
“Is she ours?”
“Yes,” you smiled, going to the kitchen to tend to his food before it burned. You quickly plated it and turned the stove off returning to the living room where Jack was now sitting on the floor with her.
“We have to get you a bed and some food. Yes, we do” Jack spoke to her in the same tone as he booped her nose.
“I actually got all of that, it’s in the car” you smiled before sitting down beside the two of them.
Jack's eyes were glossy and filled with emotion.
“You didn’t have to do this” he whispered as he watched his new fur baby hop around your shared apartment.
“I wanted to” You leaned your head on his shoulder as he kissed the top of your head.
You both had only looked away for a moment before you realized the puppy was out of sight.
“Pumpkin?” Jack panicked the name rolling off his tongue without thinking.
Pumpkin was chewing on a pair of fresh new balance laces in the corner of the room.
“Pumpkin huh?” You giggled as you followed Jack over to her.
“Is that okay? Do you like it? We can change it” he continued rambling only making you giggle once more.
“It’s perfect. Pumpkin is perfect.”
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sinsandsuccubus · 2 months
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For Jackman Thomas Harlow
"You got one more time to get an attitude with me before I fuck it out of you."
“You got one more time to get an attitude with me before I fuck it out of you.” Jack whispered in your ear, feeling his warm breath against your cheek.
At this point, you were asking for it. And rightfully so. Jack wanted to be at this event, not you. And you expressed that to him clear as day, yet he didn’t take the hint, promising to do whatever you’d like when the two of you got home.
Was it worth it? Probably. Yet, you were still going to try to get out of it. And if it meant making Jack horny, so be it.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You folded your arms over your chest, raising an eyebrow at him. The loud music from the club mellowed your tone, isolated from the atmosphere despite it being crowded.
“I know you do. Look, I’m sorry I brought you out here, but you know what this does for me in the industry.”
“Mhm.” You unfolded your arms and walked away from him, moving towards the bar.
If that’s what he wanted to play, then you were going to play too.
Taking the lemon drop shot to the head, you slammed the glass down on the counter, making sure to put it on Jack’s tab. You made your way to the dance floor, working your way into the crowd.
A few more lemon drop shots from the bar and you were feeling yourself, bumping and grinding up against the people next to you, not a care in the world.
It was Urban that peeped you. And Jack that stormed over towards you. Before you knew it, you were outside the club, the music still echoing in your ears.
“What are you doing babe? I was having fun!” You spoke, the smell of alcohol on your lips.
“I was watching you out there on the floor, what were you thinking?” Jack groaned, looking you in the eyes.
“You wanted me to have fun, so I was. Isn’t that what you asked for?” A smirk grew on your lips, Jack’s facial expression changing to rage mixed with lust.
He grabbed you by your hips, pulling you close into a searing kiss.
“We’re gonna have a lot of fun when we get home.” He gave you a firm slap on the ass, you jumping in his embrace.
Oh you sure were.
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devilishchaos · 1 year
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You know what I'm implying | Jack Harlow imagine
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Rating / genre: fluff?
Pairings: Reader x Jack Harlow
Summary: Telling your boyfriend that you can't get your tampon out (prank).
Warnings: use of pet names “babe”, “baby”; NO mentions of blood or anything
Word Count: 643 words
This is a work of fiction. The story, names, characters and incidents either are product or the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
“Y/N!! Come on, men. We’re going to be late.” you heard Jack’s complaining from the other side of the door. 
You were currently in the bathroom trying to keep it together for the sake of the prank. You wanted to get Jack so bad since he scared you shitless earlier during the day. So you thought to yourself what better timing than now - being almost late to the regular weekly dinner with his crew. 
“Coming!” you shouted back before opening the door dramatically. 
Jack was laying on his front in the middle of your shared bed and was scrolling on his phone. The moment you opened the door he lifted his head up and looked at you. 
“What took so damn long?” he mumbled, clearly annoyed, but you didn’t move an inch and just stared blankly at him. 
“Babe? You alright?” he asked after a couple minutes of your guys's staring contest. 
“I need your help.” you paused “My tampon is stuck..” 
Instant shock on his face. 
“I need you to get it out.” you let him know, still with a blank face. 
He licked his finger and tried to get to you. 
“No! Jack, I'm serious.” 
“Okay.” he spoke for the first time in a while. 
“I tried to take it out, like twice. And it’s not coming out. At this point I can’t even feel it..” you said while gesticulating trying to make it seem more real. 
“Will you help me?” you asked while making puppy dog eyes at him.
Slowly blinking while trying to process everything, Jack whispered “Yeah..” 
After that he once again licked his finger and tried to touch you. 
“Jackman! It’s not funny!” you smacked his hand away. 
“I’m not-I’m fucking lubing up. Let’s go.” 
After a short laugh he asked “Wait. Why are you..You don’t have a tampon in!” 
“I do! I got my period today. Why do you think I was so horny earlier?” you said in hopes that he won’t suspect anything. While he scrunched up his face contemplating how he didn’t notice that something was going on. 
“Okay. What should I do?” 
“I don’t know..” you tried to suppress a laugh coming out “You have to like go..properly in..” 
“Okay. I can do that.” he started rubbing his hands together. 
“Why are you not taking this seriously? I’m like..scared, I’m shaking right now!” 
“Baby, it’s okay. We’re gonna get it out.” Jack got up from the bed and stood in front of you. “Lay down on the bed.” he instructed. 
“What? Lay on the bed for what? Who-who do you think I am?” you started laughing. 
“Baby, I-I don’t know how this is done okay. I’ve never done this in my life but I’ve been there.” his reply just sent you into a series of giggles but you absolutely lost it once you figured out what he actually meant. 
“Jackman Thomas! You really are something else.” 
“How can you be laughing in a situation like this?” 
“Says you who licked his fingers trying to “lube them up”. I can’t with you sometimes. And you damn well know I ain’t wearing a damn tampon. Let’s just go before we are really late.” you hit his shoulder moving past him. 
“What? So like you don’t have a tampon stuck inside you?” he asked, confused. 
“No! This was a prank.” 
“Oh, alright. I was so confused.” he shook his head “You never wear tampons so I was like what the hell is she talking about? You know.” 
“You are confused by nature, babe. Let’s go. I’m hungry.” 
“Hey, but on the brighter side: you can have something else stuck inside you-” 
“Jackman! Car. Now.” you scolded him. 
“Alright, alright. Trying to act like you don’t love it. Jeez.” he lifted his hands up in the air and made his way out of the room.
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megantheebaddest · 2 years
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Free Pass
Vinnie Hacker x Reader x Jack Harlow
Warnings: A lot of Smut, Language, +18, This is very longgg.
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Tonight you and Vinnie were heading out to a private party event at a club. You weren’t sure who all was going to be there but you knew the guest list was pretty big.
“Who all do you think is gonna be there tonight?” You asked Vinnie. He was in middle of buttoning up his dress shirt. You stared down at his tattoos as he fumbled with the buttons. He looked up at you through the mirror.
“Well for sure all of hype house will be there.. I heard Jack Harlow is making an appearance. I think he’s friends with Addison.” He said focusing back on his buttons.
You didn’t know if you heard him correctly about Jack being there. You were a huge fan and you always told Vin that if you could get a free pass it’d be with Jack Harlow. It became kind of like an inside joke between you and Vinnie because of how often you said it. That’s why you weren’t so sure if you heard correctly cause you thought for sure he would say something to make fun of you over your celeb crush on Jack. But he didn’t.
“You almost ready baby girl?” Vinnie asked, breaking you out of your thoughts.
You spun around so he could see all of you. You had a black, short, skin tight dress on that revealed all the perfect spots of you. You had your hair curled to perfection and your makeup look was natural with some thick mascara and a hint of glitter around your eyes. You liked to keep it simple but daring.
“I’m ready.. I’ve been waiting...” You said giggling at him.
He laughed and grabbed your hand to lead you downstairs. “This night is gonna be all about you baby girl. Anything you want.” He said kissing your hand.
“Oh yeah? What did i do to deserve that?” You ask while grinning.
“What haven’t you done?” Vinnie said.
“Let’s not go to the party. Let’s just stay home and you give me what i want.” You said pulling at his hand to stop walking. He turned around to smile at you and gently started to pull you to continue walking.
“Sorry baby girl… We’re going. You’ll have fun I promise.” He squeezed your hand and kissed it. He opened the door of his rx7 and guided you to sit in it. “You’ll be thanking me later i’m sure.” He added before closing your door and walking around to get in the driver seat.
The whole way to the club was silent with background music on. You could see Vinnie sneaking a peak at you while he gripped the steering wheel with his left hand and his right hand laid on your thigh. You would look at him every time but he’d instantly look away to focus on the road. You knew something was up cause usually you both are jamming to music or at least talking to each other. But this ride was.. different.
“we will be there shortly..” Vinnie said as he squeezed your exposed thigh. A soft unexpected moan escaped your lips. You heard him laugh to himself. He loves the effect he has on you.
Since he got off the highway you were stuck in usual L.A traffic. He slowly worked his way up your thigh squeezing and moving his thumb in circles. You subtly spread your legs open so he had full access to you. Vinnie gripped the wheel harder and moved his hand farther up your thigh stopping right when he got to your panties. He rubbed delicate circles on your clit before shoving your panties to the side without warning and sticking his middle finger in you. You gasped and then moaned loudly. You threw your head back and tried your hardest to not squeeze your legs shut. He started pumping his finger in and out of you at an amazing speed, even while driving. He kept his left hand still on the wheel and his eyes on the road. When he had the chance, he’d look at you with pure lust and have a grin on his face.
Just when you were about to cum you felt the car slow down and turn. You opened your eyes to see the club and the valet signs. You immediately felt Vinnie’s finger pull out and he fixed your panties for you quickly. He patted your thigh and immediately grabbed your hand and kissed the back of it.
“No i need you to finish what you just started Vincent.” You said in a serious tone. He was still holding your hand up to his lips. He gave you a big cheeky grin and a giggle. He popped his lips off your hand dramatically. “I gotchu baby.. Even if i may need a lil help.” Vinnie said.
Right as you were going to ask him what he meant the Valet men opened up both of your doors. Vinnie stepped out and the Valet man grabbed your hand and helped you out. You thanked the man and reached for Vinnie. It was loud and the flashes of cameras were blinding so you followed behind Vinnie as close as possible.
Once you both entered the party Vinnie lead you right to the group. Everyone greeted you both and offered drinks. You obviously accepted every drink handed to you. You were here to have fun and Vinnie drove here so you knew you were okay to get a little drunk.
About an hour into the party you tried to make your way over to Vinnie. He was sitting on the arm of a couch. Watching your every move, without you being aware of this. He was grinning watching you try to maneuver through the crowd to get to him. You finally got to where he was. You reached your arms out to hug him and you buried your face in his neck.
“Hi baby.. I miss you.” You scream loud enough for him to hear. He laughed.
“I miss you too baby girl.. Are you drunk?” Vinnie asked while giggling.
“Not at all.. Just a little tipsy. I was gonna head to the bar for another drink” you say smirking.
Vinnie smirked. “Go for it baby.” He said playfully smacking and squeezing your butt.
You gave him a quick kiss and made your way over to the bar. You didn’t recognize anyone at the bar so you waited for your turn at the corner of the bar. You were in line for about 5 minutes when you felt the presence of someone standing behind you. You figured it was someone just waiting for the bar tender to make her way over.
“Can I buy you a drink?” You heard a man ask.
You turned around and was standing right in front of the one and only Jack Harlow. Your eyes widened and you gasped as quiet as possible. You stood there like a deer in headlights. Jack cracked a cheeky smile and looked at the bar behind you and then back in your eyes. 
“What are you drinking? It’s on me” He asked again chuckling.
“Yeah, i uh, i’m drinking tequila and lemonade.. Are you sure?cause-” “It’s on me” He cut you off and winked. He turned to get the bartenders attention which clearly worked better then me. He put the order for your drink in and leaned against the bar and sipped his water. He turned to look at you. You were already looking at him as if you were studying his face for a test or something. He smiled real big at you.
“I’m Jack by the way” he said laughing.
“I know..” You say smiling. “I’m Y/n” You say.
“I know..” Jack said the same way as you. You looked at him shocked. “You do not” you said laughing and shaking your head.
“Y/n Y/l/n.. You’re dating Hacker.” he said. “I know more then you think” he added, smirking at you. You immediately blushed and turned your head to look for Vinnie. Your eyes immediately met his. Vinnie was already staring back at you with a grin on his face. Just then Jack took this opportunity to lean in and whisper in your ear.
“Tell me about this free pass thing?” Jack asked, his lips brushing against your ear.
You blushed even more and covered your mouth. You shook your head because you couldn’t believe where this was going. Just then the bartender brought the drink to Jack. He gestured towards you for her to hand it to you instead. You grabbed the drink and gulped it all down within a couple seconds.
“A little birdie told me that if you had a free pass to fuck anyone it’d be me.. You’d want me to take full advantage of you. is that true mamas?” he whispered in your ear again. You tried saying something.. anything. But you couldn’t speak.
“Y/n no need to be nervous. I promised Vinnie I would take good care of you.” He whispered this time leaving a wet kiss under your ear. You immediately turned towards Vinnie. His eyes still locked on you and Jack. He gave you a wink and in that moment you knew for sure Vinnie set this up. Your eyes scanned the area where yours and Vinnies mutual friends were. None of them were paying attention so you turned back towards Jack. You gazed into each others eyes for a minute.
“Say the words and i’ll give it to you..” Jack said loud enough for just you to hear.
You knew your panties were already wet, you were so turned on and you felt like your pussy was throbbing for attention. You were squeezing your thighs together at the sound of Jack dirty talking to you right in middle of a club with your boyfriend staring you both down.
You leaned into Jack’s ear this time. He turned to give you full access. You caught him off guard by sucking on his ear lobe instead of saying something. You felt his whole body tense up. Jack immediately grabbed your hand and dragged you up the stairs of the club. He took you down a hall way that had a bunch of private VIP rooms with couches, tables, and little self serve bars. Jack picked the first room he saw. He pulled you in and slammed the door shut, shoving you up against it. He instantly started kissing and sucking on your neck. He pulled away real fast.
“If this gets to be too much just say stop.” He said looking in your eyes. You shook your head ‘okay’ really fast and immediately pulled him back to your neck.
“Okay just please don’t stop..” You whined out. You started grinding against him. “Jack please..” You moaned out again.
“Please what” Jack grunted out.
You grabbed both fists full of his shirt and yanked it up over his head You slammed your lips onto his. You both just kept your lips on one another. Neither one of you wanted to break that first kiss. You slipped your tongue out asking for permission into his mouth. He immediately accepted and it turned to a full make out. Your hand immediately went to the button and zipper of his pants. You were fumbling with them and Jack assisted you with undoing his pants.
“Please Jack.. Do whatever you want to me…please” You begged desperately.
Jack grabbed your hand and directed you to the leather couch. He stood you in front of it and unzipped your dress from behind. He left wet kisses down your back.
“You’re such a good girl.” Jack moaned as he cupped your bare tits from behind you and sucked your neck. He let your dress fall so you were left standing in just your thong and heels. Jack gently guided you to lay on the couch on your back. He sat at the bottom where your feet were resting. You were trembling with adrenaline. It felt so wrong but so right. You were so high on this feeling.
“Are you okay baby?” He questioned before continuing.
“Yes i just need… i need you.. i need something.” You said desperate as can be.
Jack smiled as he grabbed one of your legs, starting at your ankle just above your heel and kissing down. When he got down far enough he busted your legs wide open revealing your soaked panties. You moaned at the feeling of him doing this. He started rubbing your sensitive clit over your thong. You jolted your hips up towards his hand.
“Relax pretty girl. I’ll have my way with you don’t worry.” Jack said in a seductive way. You moaned again at his words.
“I barely even touched you yet and look at you all trembling and soaked for me..” Jack moaned out. You jolted your hips again and groaned out in frustration.
“Jack i’m begging you-”
“Oh fuckkk… Oh my god!!!” You moaned out. You were cut off by Jack flicking his tongue and sucking on your clit. You were too busy begging him you didn’t realize he moved your panties over and moved his head down. He moved your legs up to where your knees were touching your tits so he could get a taste of all of you.
“Jack.. Fuck. Jack!!!!” You moaned. Just then he shoved two fingers in you. He was pumping his fingers and he was sucking your clit. He was flicking his tongue in all kind of directions.
“Jack I can’t take it i’m gonna cum” You screamed.
Just when you thought his tongue and fingers couldn’t get any faster… they did. You were full blown screaming and shaking. You knew you were going to cum any second. Jack started moaning against your core to makes vibrations. You completely lost it. You came so hard you felt like you soaked everything. Jack knew you came so he kept sucking and licking but really slow to help you ride out your high. You grinded against his face slowly. You were still shaking and sensitive. Jack sat back up on the couch regularly and pulled his pants and boxers down. You saw his dick spring free. You instantly got up and switched your position in your spot. You got on your knees and you licked and sucked his neck while reaching down and pumping his dick. He instantly started moaning. Just then you bent down to where you were face down ass up on the couch. You were drooling so much at the sight of his dick that it was easy for you to spit on it. You pumped him a couple more times before taking more then half of his length in your mouth. You still had your hand pumping as your head was bobbing up and down at a steady speed.
“Fuck y/n!!… Suck my dick so good baby” Jack said as he grabbed a fist full of your hair. You moaned on his dick making him buck his hips. You swirled your tongue all over his tip and slurped all of his precum up.
Jack reached over to where he set his condom. He started opening it while watching your movements.
“One second baby girl .” Jack said as he slipped his condom on real quick.
Jack sat you up quickly and grabbed you by your hips. He guided you over onto his lap and hovered you right over his dick. He looked you in the eyes as you grabbed his dick and guided it to your pussy. You slowly sank onto his dick closing your eyes and making an ‘O’ with your lips. Jack dug his fingers into your hips. He was groaning so loud. His head fell back on the back of the couch.
“My god y/n…” Jack moaned. You started bouncing up and down on his dick. Both of your moans filled the room. You couldn’t tell if Jack was just as loud as you or louder. As you were bouncing up and down he reached around to grab your ass. He spread your ass and then jiggled it up and down fast, to help you go a faster speed.
You were pretty much at a high pitch squeak right now. You couldn’t help it. Your throat was dry and scratchy already.
“Jack!! Fuck!! Harder” You screamed.
Jack stopped what he was doing and stood you up. He stood up in front of you. He spun you around and pushed you onto the couch so you were in doggy style. Your head and arms were hanging over the back of the couch. Your knees on the couch and ass in the air. Perfect position for Jack to pound the fuck out of you.
“I gotta hit this pretty pussy from the back.” Jack moaned out. He spit right on your pussy and used his dick to spread it around as lubricant.
“Mmm fuck me so good Jack” You moaned uncontrollably loud. Jack smacked your ass so hard. “Fuck yeah baby, harder!” You screamed. He smacked again… harder.
“Your so good for me mamas” Jack grunted as he thrusted into you as fast as he could.
You had your eyes closed, you didn’t notice Vinnie enter the private VIP room. Jack noticed but it didn’t stop him from what he was doing.
“Mmm throw it back for me y/n… Show Vinnie what a good girl you are for me.” Jack moaned out. Your eyes flew open as you were still getting pounded by Jack. You looked up to see Vinnie watching you getting completely fucked out by Jack. This turned you on even more.
You screamed/moaned so loud and threw it back. Your lips still in the ‘O’ shape. You closed your eyes and like a flash of lightning Vinnie shoved his dick into your mouth as Jack was still hitting you from the back. Your eyes shot open and you looked up at Vinnie while your lips were wrapped around his dick. You moaned against his dick as tears rolled down your cheeks leaving mascara marks. Jack grabbed a fistful of all your hair to pull your head back. This allowed him to reposition to go even faster and it was a better angle for Vinnie to throat fuck the shit out of you. You were massaging his balls as you slurped on his dick.
“Yeah throw it back for him. You’re such a good girl y/n” Vinnie moaned. You moaned loud again.
After a few more minutes You felt Jack tensing up inside your pussy and you felt Vinnie’s dick twitching in your mouth. Vinnie pulled his dick out of your mouth and was pumping himself. You had your mouth hanging wide open with your tongue sticking out. Vinnie spit in your mouth while you were waiting for him to cum in it. Vinnie was watching the way Jack pounded into you and made you moan. The way your tits bounced and your ass bounced off of Jack. Vinnie started moaning even louder. He couldn’t stop watching the way Jack fucked his girl so good.
Just then Jack threw his head back and gripped your hips tight. His moans filled the room. He was shaking then went stiff. You knew he came so you continued to slowly throw it back.
“Fuck baby” Jack moaned and slapped your ass.
You didn’t move yet, you were still waiting for Vinnie to cum in your mouth. You reached your hands up Vinnie’s button shirt and started rubbing his abs and rubbing where you knew his tattoos were.
“Mmm yeah baby girl. You ready to take my cum?” Vinnie asked while moaning.
“Mmmm” was all you could get out. Just then Vinnie released all of his cum into your mouth. You swallowed all of his cum and he leaned down to give you a passionate kiss.
Jack cleaned himself up and got dressed again and Vinnie pulled his pants back up.
You were laying on the couch on your back completely exhausted and defeated. They both walked over to the couch. Jack held his hands out for you. You grabbed them and he guided you up. Vinnie held your dress for you to step into. He came around the back of you to zip up your dress. He left wet kisses all over your back as he zipped it up. You were looking Jack in his eyes. He wiped both thumbs under your eyes to get the smudged makeup off your face.
Jack smiled at you while still cupping your face. “You good?” He asked.
You shook your head yes and smiled at him. You couldn’t believe this just happened. You were hoping that this could be a regular thing from now on.
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harlowcomehome · 1 month
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Runaway husband:
Angst storyline!
⚠️: Slapping with open hand.
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You woke up to the sound of muffled baby cries filling the room, that was your new “normal” since having your son just three short months ago. He had come down with a cold, which wasn’t abnormal for his age or the season but you were still internally panicking.
Your life was a lot different than you originally thought it would be. A year ago you would’ve thought you’d be married to the love of your life, your husband would be a doting father and beyond successful recording artist and all else would fall into place but life always has a twisted way of humbling those thoughts.
You dragged yourself out of bed and to the bedroom next to yours. “Awww papa, what’s wrong?” You whispered as you turned on the lamp that sat adjacent to the door, illuminating the room enough to get a good look at his face. His eyes were hazel, his hair was barely coming in, he was all cheek and chubby legs but even at his young age, you knew he was his father’s twin. You grimaced, wondering how this was all going to play out, “oh Emmett, mama has weak genes I guess” You rubbed your finger against his chubby cheeks.
Those close to you knew the truth, but most of the world didn’t even know you were pregnant and you wanted to keep it that way, it would be easier if Jack wasn’t involved. (At least that’s what you had convinced yourself of.) You had spent most of your time cooped up in your house, worried someone would catch a glimpse of your son and put the pieces together.
You took care of the built-up snot in his small button nose making sure he could breathe properly before you rocked him back to sleep in your grandma's antique cherry oak rocking chair. You knew he was in a deep sleep when he started to coo. You triple-checked the owlet smart sleep sock that your best friend swore by, and the baby monitor one more time before tiptoeing back to your room.
You knew you’d have a hard time falling back asleep, spending most of your early mornings googling Jack's name and wondering what he had been up to these days. A part of you felt a sense of guilt, letting him go on about his life without knowing he fathered a child, and the other part of you was elated you didn’t have to share him.
Jack had been spotted recently, it seemed he was dating a talent agent, his first real publicized relationship since the two of you split. You’d be lying if you said it didn’t knock the wind out of you and make you want to scream, the comparisons of her body and your post-baby body only making you feel worse.
You checked the time, knowing Louisville was only a few hours ahead sending a quick text before tossing your phone on the bed beside you and waiting. It never took her long to reply, it usually only took seconds and on the rare occasion minutes.
Your phone started to buzz immediately, she was always eager to speak to you.
“Hi Maggie” you spoke softly, not wanting to wake Emmett who was in the bedroom beside yours.
“Hi, sweetheart. How’s my Em doing?” She hummed, taking every opportunity given to her to ask you for updates.
“He's still fighting that nasty cold, but can’t wait for you to visit next week. It’s still just you, right?” Your sentences were laced with worries and concerns, it would be her first time seeing her grandson in the flesh.
“I made a promise that I intend to keep” she reiterated knowing you needed to hear it.
“Thank you” You bit back tears, never able to hold it back when you spoke to her. You continued the conversation for several minutes, neither of you bringing Jack's name into it for the sake of pleasantries.
••••
You often wondered how or when you’d have to tell Emmett about his father, and if Jack would ever be in the picture. As you fed your baby for the second time today, you pondered how this visit with his paternal grandmother would go.
Emmett was your entire world, your saving grace when life came crashing down, but you worried he’d resent you for keeping him hidden especially with all Jack had to offer.
Maggie had found out about your pregnancy when you were about seven months pregnant and when she saw pure panic and disdain in your face she knew that Jack wasn’t the least bit aware. You were visiting your parents and knew Jack was touring so you thought it would be safe to leave their house, but were met with one of the main people you wanted to avoid.
You and Jack had dated for less than six months, five months and two weeks to be exact before he was down on one knee in front of his entire family and friend group, announcing to all of them that he had found the person he’d spend forever with.
Your small friend group had never seen you so in love, not a single one questioning your timeline or relationship which was honestly a breath of fresh air. Jack had zero worry about your intentions, feeling like he could be his authentic self with you was a sigh of relief he had never felt before.
You were engaged and setting a wedding date just two months later, not wanting to waste any time. In the moment things just felt right, you had never been so sure and Jack hadn’t either but when he didn’t show up at your wedding venue things quickly went from passionate to devastating within moments.
You still remembered the sound of your red bottom heels clacking against the marble floor as you angrily searched the property for him, knowing he had to be around somewhere, his jeep still parked where he left it the night before. Your white wedding gown was covered in dirt on the bottom as you ran around in a panic.
Urban left the two of you alone only after you promised you wouldn’t lay a hand on him, your fingers sneakily crossed behind your back.
As the door slammed shut, you could feel your heart beating out of your chest, the intense feeling of vomiting that hadn’t subsided for a while was coming over you, but you choked it down.
“What’s going on?” Your hands trembled and your voice shook as Jack sat before you with his face in his hands, his palms pressed hard into his eye sockets as he tried to contain his own emotions.
“I can’t marry you today” he finally spoke, looking up at your disappointed face. He hadn’t seen the wedding gown you chose until now, his breath wavering as you had never looked beautiful, yet so broken.
“Was it something I did?” You couldn’t fathom that you had done anything wrong, just two nights ago you were entangled in bed together, talking about the future as your naked bodies stuck together by beads of sweat.
“It’s something I did actually” he sighed, knowing he was too embarrassed to be completely honest about what was going on, trusting the wrong people wasn’t something he wanted to boast about.
“Jack- just talk to me. We can figure this out together” You were trying to hold your tears in, but were incapable of doing so. The weight of the world was on your shoulders and you’d give anything to keep him.
“I just don’t love you like how I thought” he lied, but he needed to hurt you. He wanted you to hate him, it would be easier than telling you he was nearly broke. He wanted you to run far and fast, away from his life that was about to implode.
Jack had always carried himself with pride, especially when it came to money. He made a lot of it, took care of it, invested in all the right things, and got a financial advisor to help him make the right moves, so when he found out the night before your wedding that someone on his team was embezzling more than half of his earnings, getting married was the furthest thing from his mind. He wanted to keep this under wraps, his biggest fear was coming to light and he didn’t want to entangle you in that too.
“That's fucking bullshit and you know it” You let out a humorless laugh, annoyed at his antics. “Tell me the truth” you pleaded, still standing in front of him.
“I don’t want to be with you! I need to be with someone on my level, someone who excites me. That’s why I’m not going through with this. You don’t even know me, we’ve only been together for what? Five whole seconds? ” he rambled on for as long as you’d let him, the metaphoric knife twisting and turning as you studied his face.
His eyes were hollow, with almost no emotion behind them as his tongue continued to spit venom in your direction.
Without thinking you slapped him, as hard as you could manage, a stinging in your hand as you threw your engagement rings in his face, a family heirloom from his grandmother.
“Fuck you! You’re a coward!” You practically spit on him, filled with rage and anger as you turned your back toward him and slammed the door shut. You had no idea what happened, the man you loved was someone you didn’t recognize and you didn’t believe anything he had said not even for a second.
Why wouldn’t he want to be with me? What happened? Is something threatening him? Am I safe?
Tons of things crossed your mind that night but you couldn’t place why you didn’t believe him, you still knew he loved you but you couldn’t make him choose you and you didn’t want to force it either.
That was the last time you saw Jack in person and you wanted to keep it that way.
It wasn’t until two weeks later that you realized how nauseous you had been feeling. You took a pregnancy test and practically fell to the ground when the words immediately showed.
Pregnant.
Finding out you were with child wasn’t exactly the exciting news it would’ve been weeks ago but regardless you were going to have a baby even if you were going to do it alone.
••••
When Maggie didn’t arrive at your house when she said she would, you started to worry. You wondered if you should call, or go to the airport and look for her. You were worried maybe her phone died, or she got cold feet just like her son.
You started to pack Emmett’s diaper bag, having called Maggie twice with no response wasn’t sitting well with you. Your anxiety was heightened, and you felt a wave of uneasiness come over you.
You were concerned about the fact that Maggie had your address, wondering if she had shared it with anyone. You decided to pack to stay at your parent's place, hiding out there until you felt calm again.
When you suddenly got a notification from your ring camera, you checked immediately seeing Maggie get out of the Uber alone. You released a deep breath knowing she had kept her word, opening your door as she rushed inside.
You hugged her, and you felt your eyes sting as she held you tight. Her chestnut curls identical to the ones you missed holding close.
“It’s been so long” she smiled, looking around the room for a bassinet of some sort.
“He’s sleeping in here” You walked over to his bedroom, motioning for her to follow you.
The two of you stood above his crib, watching as he shuffled around. Her eyes brimmed with tears as she came to the realization that she was a grandma.
“He looks-“ she paused not wanting to upset you.
“Trust me, I know” you giggled. “I’ll leave you two alone for a bit. I’m going to put your bag in your bedroom. Just let me know if you need anything” You smiled as she nodded and took a seat in the rocking chair.
Maggie had only been at your home for a few hours when your doorbell rang, you had wondered if she ordered food delivery. When you checked the doorbell camera your heart practically stopped.
“Maggie—“You walked into Emmett’s room wild-eyed and stressed as you watched her rock him back and forth with nothing but love in her eyes.
“Why is your son here?” You were beyond overwhelmed, the room started to spin and you felt tingly all over, it wasn’t until you hit the floor with a loud thud that Maggie realized you weren’t the least bit joking.
When you were finally conscious you heard a faint voice you recognized, the distinct Kentucky accent rang in your ears as you overheard them talking. Clay had managed to put you on the couch, tucking a pillow behind your head.
“How did you find me so fast though? I don’t understand” Maggie was panicked, a tone that seemed genuine.
“You share your location with us. There’s no reason for you to be here so I came to check it out” Clay groaned replying very matter-of-factly.
“She's not going to let us see him, I know I messed up” She was being genuine and you could tell. Clay realized you were finally awake, as he held his nephew against his chest, he motioned to Maggie.
“She has to let him at least see the baby. He’s his dad” Clay mumbled, worried you’d overhear.
“Clay- bring my son to me please” You slowly sat up on the couch and held your arms out.
“Y/N, I am so sorry. I promise I didn’t tell anyone why I was here or what I was doing but I’m not sure if Jack knows where we are. Clay turned both of our locations off now” She was crouched down beside you on the couch as Clay carefully handed Emmett to you.
“I need both of you to sit down so we can talk about everything” Your lip quivered, knowing there was no way out at this point.
“When Jackman shows up, and I do mean when because I know for a fact that if you’re here it’s only a matter of time” You narrowed your eyes at Clay, not necessarily upset at him just defensive of the situation.
“I didn’t tell him” Clay sat up straight, leaning his elbows against his thighs as he leaned forward.
“You didn’t?” You looked over at him and then Maggie, wondering why everyone was so willing to let you keep such a big secret.
“I figured if you were hiding him, there had to be a reason” Clay shrugged, his eyes mulling over Emmett’s features as he waited for a response.
“If either one of you can tell me the real reason we didn’t get married, I might just change my mind.”
••••
Part two here!
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lilminchii · 1 year
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Interrupted, Jack Harlow
Dad/Husband Jack🫶
“Jack,” Y/n breathed out tiredly, leaning against his chest as he softly sucked on the tender skin of her neck. He softly ran his hand over her thighs, as she whined, wanting more. He let out a small laugh, bringing his hand down to her clit, rubbing small circles, causing small sighs to escape past her pouty lips. “You gotta relax a little,” he whispered, speeding up as she gripped her blanket. “That feels good, yeah?” He felt her getting closer to the edge. “Shit-yeah,” she moaned, closing her eyes shut. “Dada!” They heard Athena yell. Y/n let out a small huff, as Jack tried to stifle a laugh. He quickly got up and left the room, walking to Athena's room.
“Hi baby girl, are you alright?” He cooed, picking her up. “You no say goodnight to me!” She cried wrapping her arms around his neck. “Aw, I’m sorry sweetheart.” He whispered, patting her back lightly. “You don't love me!” She yelled as he frowned, bouncing her slightly to try and get her to calm down. “No, no, baby I do love you. I just forgot today, I won’t forget again, okay?” He reassured as she cuddled into his chest, her tears seeping through his t-shirt. “Calm down sweetheart.” He spoke softly, pressing kisses onto her flushed cheeks.
As minutes passed, she started to calm down, leaning tiredly against his chest, as he smiled looking down at her. “Let’s get you back in bed.” He mumbled, gently placing her back on her bed, tucking her into her fluffy blankets, and placing her bunny in her little arms. “Good night baby girl, I love you so so much, never forget it.” He pressed a kiss on her forehead before leaving the room.
“What happened, is she alright?” Y/n asked tiredly, rubbing her eyes as he slipped back into the bed. “Yeah she's fine, I forgot to say goodnight to her and she thought I didn't love her.” He frowned, as she smiled softly. “She got that from you by the way.” He laughed, wrapping an arm around Y/n. “Huh?” She looked up at him, as he pressed a kiss to her pouty lips. “She needs to be reassured constantly, I don't mind it though, it’s a reminder that she's just like us.” He spoke as Y/n cuddled into him. “Also, did you wanna finish what we started earlier?” He trailed off, as she nodded. “You stopped right before I could finish Jack, I'm getting you back for that by the way.” She huffed.
A/n: I'm so sick🥹, but at least now I have time to write more
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