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leossmoonn · 2 years
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can you do “i’ve never want to fuck you more than i do now” with jess mariano?
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You laugh at Jess carries you through the threshold of your cabin. He sets you on the floor, grabbing the rest of your luggage and rolling it into the living room. He closes the door and locks it, wasting no time in grabbing you and kissing you. His lips kiss yours passionately, hungrily, like he’s waited a lifetime to kiss you. His hands are grabby. He can’t decide where to place them. Your hips, legs, tits, face. He just wants to touch you everywhere.
“Mm, Jess. We have to unpack,” you hum against his lips. “That can wait,” he says.
He feels your figure under your reception dress. You had changed out of your wedding gown and into a white stain dress that looked more like lingerie than a real dress. It’s baggy, but when Jess holds your sides, it frames your body perfectly. Jess couldn’t take his eyes off of you the whole wedding. Of course he couldn’t, you’re finally his wife. But damn, his eyes did not leave you for one second at the reception. All he could think about was fucking you until you two broke the bed. And now that you’re in your honeymoon destination, he can finally have his way with you.
Jess hikes up your dress, seeing your black laced panties soaking. He smirks at you and you look away shyly. “Can you blame me?” you ask. “All you’ve done is touch me and kiss me. And I’ve seen you eye-fucking me all night.” He grins, “looks like I can finally make it into an reality.”
He lifts you up once again and you wrap your legs around him. He carries you to the bedroom, throwing you on the bed. He unbuttoned his shirt and loosens his tie, climbing onto the bed and taking your lips into a heated kiss. You help him take off his clothes, slipping your dress over your body. Jess takes a seat back, his eyes shining with lust and love. He looks over you, eyes finding your face. “Can’t believe you’re Mrs. Mariano,” he says. “Better believe it,” you wink.
You take the liberty in unclipping your bra. You throw it to the side and then take off your panties, leaving you naked in under him. Jess’s dick twitches in his pants. He’s fucked you so many times, made love to you so many times, but he’s never felt like this ever since your first time together. His heart is racing ten times faster than normal. He’s rock hard to the point where you can see the tent in his pants. He’s so lucky to have you. Tonight, he’s going to cherish you like he never has before. He leans down and rests his forehead against yours. “You look gorgeous,” he says. “You have to know, I’ve never wanted to fuck you more than I do now.”
You smile and wrap one arm around his neck, the other sliding down to between you two. You palm him and squeeze lightly, making his groan quietly. “Show me instead of telling me, yeah?” you ask sweetly.
“You got it, Mrs. Mariano.”
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thewriterg · 1 year
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𝐣𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐚𝐛𝐜𝐬
pairing(s): jess mariano x gn!reader, collegestudent!jess x collegestudent!reader
summary: you see the title :)
word count: 1.2k
request: if you’re uncomfortable with it you don’t have to but could you write NSFW alphabet with Jess Mariano 🤭
warning(s): smut and language
A/n: —GIFs; @buffysummers— *cracks neck* it’s been a while since I’ve done this but I think I might still got it
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Aftercare
Aftercare king
I feel like In his younger years he didn’t really know much about it I mean come on we all knew he was a man whore back than
he would crack you open some water and be on his way before you fell asleep
or fuck you to sleep and leave before you woke up
but he’s gotten better!
gets you a warm rag to wipe you up would run you a bath occasionally but Jess is a little arrogant bitch so he’s not gonna admit that he wants to cuddle with you for a lot of little while 🙄
Body Part
His favorite body part on you is your face even in his younger years jess didn’t base his sole existence off sex he loves to lay a hand on your cheek or kiss your forehead
But In all honesty
Jess is an ass man
There I said it.
His favorite part on himself other than his hair is his hair. he likes when you run your fingers through it and normal time but especially after sex
he’d never say it to your face though it’s Jess come on Y/n 🙄
he’s into hair pulling
pull his hair see what muffled sounds you can get out of him 🙏🏽
because he’s definitely not just going to let it spur out and let you hear them.
bratty jess?
the answer is yes.
Cum
He likes to cum either on your ass or inside you that’s just his preference.
he’s also not against in your mouth when you suck him off
I feel like he’s not really throwing a bitch fit rather you spit or swallow
kiss him and make him taste himself and feels a certain way ;)
but going back to inside you :)
he likes when you clench around him and kinda ground him in a way? Like bringing him back to reality in the best way possible
he’s in love with you either way 🤸🏾‍♀️
Dirty Secret
Jess Mariano is a switch.
Experience
like I said he was a man whore even though it’s behind him now he was a whore.
He has plenty experience on his belt
Also my man is a book reader
You can’t tell me that he hasn’t read smut like let’s be serious for a second
just know that Jess can get around and you’re always gonna finish with him 😊
Favorite Position
Rocking horse and spooning.
Jess is an eye contact person
Just intensely staring at you as he rubs circles on your puffy clit or Keeps running his thumb over your red tip
if you can hold up with his eyes than you might just have him tucked under your thumb
If not than expect him to tease the fuck at out of you and result into shit like fucking you in a mirror forcing you to watch
Goofy
I feel like other than like a sarcastic remark and a couple smirks Jess isn’t really that goofy?
I don’t think Jess is a sunshine/silly character anyways so, there’s that
Hair
He keeps himself trimmed not completely bald but not where to point where he’s uncomfortable or scratching you with it
He doesn’t really care all that much about body hair?
Like it would go like this;
“We can’t, I haven’t shaved.”
“…so?” 🧍🏽🍽️
Intimacy
There’s a lot of things that Jess is but naive however is not one.
when you want to get intimate Jess catches your drift pretty quick
But on a serious not I feel like Jess would like no shit be so sweet sometimes
Like starting up at you as he kiss up your legs to your abdomen and chest
Prepping kissed everywhere kiss rolls, beauty marks, freckles, your back and shoulders, dimples, everything.
Body worship bae
Jack off
He doesn’t do it a lot anymore? He has you and once again he’s never based his whole being off sex intake
but my man is a college student 🙏🏽
and you both have busy schedules so he might have to do what he has to to take his mind off his exam stress
if you catch him!?
please like make him finish in front of you it’d make him so hot and bothered
neither of you would go to class
Kink
Hair pulling; hair pulling is a probably a big key to Jess’s subby side
he is a switch and I’ll die on that hill.
Markings; he’d be a little shit about markings hickeys, hand marks, kiss prints, anything. leave scratches down his back and hickeys one his neck where people can see? he’s fucking whipped and will be back for more when they fade.
Overstimulation.
I rest my case your honor.
Location
your ass or your mouth.
Motivation
When you wear tighter clothes that shows off your figure he loses all sense he has come to have and will shamelessly stare
Also cock warming.
You’re helping him study and he can’t focus? It’s almost like a game
The more flash cards he can go through and get right than the more you move
if he gets more than enough wrong you’ll basically just torture him and sit there as he struggles to hold in his groans
No
Hurting each other other than like a couple smacks on the ass from either parties Jess isn’t into the pain thing at all
Oral
he doesn’t mind a good blowjob
oral fixation go brrr
Place
Risky
Jess is all about the adrenaline he gets off the risky feeling of being caught
Janitors closet type beat
Quickie
Once again y’all are college students
You eat, breathe, and live quickies.
Risk
yes 😈
The amount of places y’all have been in is very questionable
a dressing room 😏
restaurant family bathroom 😝
the janitors closet 🤨
the library 😟
Sext
it’s literally his specialty
“rubbing those pretty legs together thinking about me in the middle of them”
All while your in class
LIEK
sir enough. 🙏🏽
Toys
Not the biggest fan
only toy he was really keen on was something like vibrator underwear
but that’s a story for another day
Unfair
Depending on your personality is rather where you can keep up with Jess or not
because he’s a very big fucking tease
If you can than your best bet is to not let him talk like once you start keep going and he doesn’t have a chance like zero chance
Stare at him dead in his eyes maybe look at lips for a little bit and keep sweet talking him and he’s bending to your will
Volume
you have to really pull the noises out of this one
he’s not letting them slip easy
Wild Card
Once you were giving Jess head he was already overstimulated maybe on his third or forth orgasm and the last one you gave him practically had him unconscious
For the rest of the night he was clinging and whiny wanting you close
That’s been the biggest sun moment you’ve seen in Jess your whole relationship
X ray
6.5 to 7 inches
It gets him around but you’re also not dying splitting in half
Yes
Put your fingers in mouth
Don’t break eye contact as he licks around your digits
you two are at it like fucking rabbits
Zzz
Unless you’ve been at it for a while Jess is usually the one falling asleep after you
he’d run shapes on your hip kiss your forehead when your eyes close and then finally be on his way
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thegettingbyp2 · 7 months
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Reader works at the diner and sees how hung up on Rory Jess is. She decides to distract him from his infatuation (smut more than welcome, also this can be when they are adults if you prefer.)
Taking Your Mind Off of Her
Buy me a coffee :)
Gilmore Girls Rewatch
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You and Jess had a friend with benefits situation going on between the two of you, but you were quickly regretting it as you felt feelings develop for him. And what made it worse was that you had to see him every day due to the both of you working at Luke’s Diner. And what made it even worse was the fact that you had to watch him pine for Rory.
This day in particular was driving you up the wall. Lorelai had just left, leaving Rory sitting on her own at the table; something that Jess rectified as quick as he could, sliding into the seat next to her and leaning in close. You could hear them talking quietly and Rory’s giggle every now and then, a sound that had your eyes rolling. You felt bad for Jess as you saw his face light up after he made her laugh and you knew that any second, that expression was going to be wiped off of his face.
Just like clockwork, you heard Rory harshly reminding Jess that she was with Dean before she stormed out of the Diner, leaving Jess sitting on his own at the table, trying his best not to look dejected. You made your way over to the table and picked up the abandoned coffee up. ‘Jess, you know that she has a boyfriend,’ you reminded him, ‘do you really think she’s going to break up with him? Everyone loves him in this town.’
‘Don’t remind me,’ Jess said quickly, still looking down at the table, his jaw set as he tried not to let any emotion show on his face. Sighing heavily, you reached down and grabbed the sleeve of his t-shirt, yanking him up and dragging him towards the stairs that led to his and Luke’s apartment. ‘What are you doing?’ he protested, but not trying to get out of your grip as he followed you.
‘Taking your mind off of her,’ her you replied as you opened the apartment door and pushing him against it when it closed. ‘I’m fed up of watching you mope around after her, you need to deal with the fact that she’s chosen someone else.’ You spat out before crashing your lips onto his.
The second your lips were on his, Jess’ arms wrapped around you, pulling you tightly against him and spinning the both of you around until you were the one who was pressed against the door. His hands moved to grip both of your wrists and he pulled them up until he was pinning them above your head. His hips pressed against yours and you whined against his lips when you felt his cock pressing against your groin. ‘You going to distract me?’ he asked lowly, moving both of your wrists into one hand and using his now-free hand to trail down your body, slipping underneath your t-shirt to graze his fingers against your bare skin.
‘Yes,’ you gasped, nodding your head, quickly falling into a headspace that would let Jess do pretty much anything he wanted to you. His pressed his hips impossibly closer to yours, lowering his mouth until it grazed your ear.
‘Jump,’ he said, letting go of your wrists and letting you jump into his arms, wrapping your legs around his waist as he carried you through the apartment, throwing you down onto his bed. He reached down to push his jeans and boxers down his legs and quickly getting rid of his top before he crawled back over your body. Whilst he was undressing, you took the time to undress yourself so by the time he was hovering over you, the two of you were naked. He lowered his hand to gently push two fingers into you, causing your back to arch and your chest to press against his.
‘Jess,’ you whimpered as soon as his thumb joined to rub circles against your clit.
‘That’s it, good girl,’ he murmured as he lowered his head to your neck, pressing kisses to your skin, making your eyes roll to the back of your head as your fingers tangled in his hair, wanting to hold him as close to you as you could. ‘You thought you’d distract me? Don’t want me thinking about Rory?’ he asked, smirking when he felt your body tense slightly at the sound of her name. Jess chuckled lowly as he felt you still underneath him and he lowered his head to take one of your nipples between his teeth, nipping your skin slightly and causing your back to arch up into him.
‘Jess, please,’ you begged, tears pricking in your eyes when you felt him take his fingers away.
‘So Rory’s a touchy subject?’ he teased, pulling away.
‘Stop,’ you whined, writhing on the bed as Jess watched with amusement playing in his eyes when he saw just how much the thought of him with Rory was irritating you. When you realised that Jess was content with watching you for a moment, you huffed and sat up, reaching down to the floor to pick up your discarded clothes, trying desperately to hide the smirk on your lips, knowing that this was a sure-fire way to stop his teasing.
‘What are you doing?’ Jess asked, all trace of amusement disappearing from his voice when he clocked the moment your fingers wrapped around the blouse that you’d been wearing, slipping it over your shoulders until it hung off of your body.
‘Well, you’re clearly not going to do anything so I might as well just go home,’ you said, swinging your legs over the side of the bed.
All of a sudden, you found yourself pressed back into the mattress with Jess pinning you down as a low growl came from his chest. ‘You’re not going anywhere,’ he murmured as his lips latched onto your neck, a satisfied smile appearing on your lips as your plan worked. ‘You told me you were going to distract me, so you’re going to distract me.’
You gasped at his words and at the feeling of him suddenly pressing into you. Jess held himself still above you while he let you adjust to him and your fingernails dug into his arms slightly. ‘Or maybe it was you distracting me just then?’ you managed to breath out sarcastically, causing Jess to let out a dark chuckle before he pulled out only to push back into you, starting up a rhythm that had you being pushed up the bed with every thrust.
‘You’re always so good to me,’ Jess groaned as his arm wrapped around your waist, keeping you pinned where you were, not letting you move any further up the bed. His hips were hitting against yours harshly and you knew that you were going to have bruises in no time but you couldn’t bring yourself to worry about that at the moment; you were too busy chasing the high that you know only Jess would be able to give you.
‘Jess,’ you whined, seemingly unable to utter another word.
‘Yeah, sweet girl?’ he asked condescendingly. ‘You got anything else to say or have I fucked all of the other words out of that pretty little head of yours?’
You could only nod in reply as he lowered his hand to rub tight circles against your clit and your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him down into a bruising kiss that had you both moaning into each others mouths. As soon as Jess heard your whimpers and whines growing louder, he pulled back to look at you, marvelling at how someone so beautiful actually liked him.
‘You’re close, aren’t you? Go on, cum for me, (Y/N),’ he encouraged as his own pace started to falter as he was falling over the edge but wanting you to cum first. You left yourself tip over the edge as your legs tightened around Jess’s waist as you felt him still against you.
The two of you slowly came down and Jess lowered his body until his weight was comfortably resting against you. His hands gently threaded through your hair and he kissed you gently, the action causing butterflies to erupt in your stomach.
‘Thank you,’ he whispered softly against your lips, your eyes fluttering open in confusion.
‘For what?’
‘For distracting me for a while.’
It was then that you felt everything come to a screeching halt. You’d forgotten that that was all this was. You and Jess weren’t together and he was hung up still on Rory Gilmore.
All you was to him was a distraction from what he really wanted.
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oh-thats-what-it-is · 4 months
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Jess Mariano SMUT: The best friend and the boyfriend.
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POV: Your best friend Rory always gets what she wants as the town’s golden girl. Well, you have had enough and its time you get what you want.
WARNINGS: 18+ (minors dni); cheating; rory slander; lorelai slander; p in v intercourse; dirty talk; unprotected sex; light choking - i think that is it
AUTHOR’S NOTE: wasn’t enough jess smut for me on here. Wanna fix that! first time writing anything so please be gentle. 2k+ words
You’re at Luke’s diner trying to get some work done before your exam tomorrow. The wetness inbetween your legs was proving a great distraction to the task at hand. You had to muster every ounce of concentration to listen to what Lane and Rory were saying. The three of you were finishing up your group project for school. You had all been friends for years, but recently you had found it hard to be yourself around them.
The reason for that, was standing behind the counter, serving customers with a surly look and a quippy comment if he spoke at all. Jess.
The whole town knew about him and Rory. How could they not? Stars’ Hollows’ golden girl drew attention wherever she went. Her and Dean’s romance had been the talk of the town - the stuff of young love! And she could do no wrong. Even after she dragged Dean through hell and back with her indecisiveness before ultimately bringing him to breaking point - people still loved her.
And hey - you did too. She was your best friend. But you couldn't help but roll your eyes at the way the town fawned over her. Even though it had been happening your whole lives. Rory and her busybody, try-hard mother were the apple of the town’s eyes. And you were used to it.
But you had been surprised that Jess had fallen for it. When he arrived in town, a sullen and brooding figure, you had immediately felt drawn to him. You could sense his angst. You could feel it vibrating off of him. And lets not pretend like he wasn’t a total smokeshow. He looked like a man.
If only Lorelai and Luke weren’t so close. Then you might have gotten your chance. But as fate had it, and as it always seemed to, Rory got in there first. Lorelai invited Luke and Jess over for a welcome dinner, and he instantly became smitten with Rory’s mild manner. It only took a matter of months - and a breaking of one Dean Forrestor’s heart - until they became an item.
At first it was all rosy. Rory wouldn’t shut up about it. But you could tell. Something wasn’t quite right. Two months passed and Rory would go red every time Jess was brought up, or came to sit with your group at lunch. You asked Rory - genuinely as a friend. She would just mumble and divert the subject. Lane also pressed, but there was no budging Miss Gilmore.
It was only a month ago when you cottoned on to what the problem was. You had been wearing jeans that hugged your ass, and a top that teased just enough of your cleavage to make anyone blush. You bumped into Jess in the hallway at school. As in, physically bumped into him, as he came around the corner. He grabbed onto you out of instinct to apologise.
“Oh hi Y/N. What are you….” His eyes trailed down to your chest. You didn’t notice at first. You thought he was dazed by the surprise interaction.
“Just on my way to Spanish. Señora Castilla is making us do a book report - I’m doing 100 years of Solitude.”
“Hmm” he responded. “That’s one of my favourites. Magical realism, love, scandal - “
And then you clock. His eyes are on your tits. His hand is still on you. On the small of your back.
This man is hungry. He hasn’t been laid or anything of the sort in a while. Or at least since he has been with Rory. Jess wants you. You avert your gaze.
“Jess. I have to go.”
He moved his hand lower, testing the waters. You don’t remove it. You inhaled, trying to retain your morals. You remind yourself: We’re in the middle of the hallway. At school. He is Rory’s boyfriend. Rory is my best friend.
You repeated these over and over to yourself like a mantra, willing yourself to move. After what seems like an eternity, he whispers in your ear: “My car. 10 minutes,” and sauntered away.
And that was how it began. A whole month of some of the steamiest makeout sessions, hottest sex, and best orgasms of your life. Did the secrecy turn you on? Maybe. Did you feel bad for Rory? Perhaps. But were those moments with Jess worth it? Absolutely.
You had to be careful. Not just to avoid Rory and Lane. But Luke couldn’t know either. If he did, he would have gone straight to Lorelai and it would have been a whole thing. It wasn’t worth it. So the two of you would sneak in quickies in his car, behind Miss Patty’s studio, in the AV room at school etc.
But Luke was out tonight. Doing something for Lorelai probably. Who knows. Jess had suggested the two of you take advantage of the situation. He had recently acquired his own room at Luke’s, ever since his uncle had knocked a hole in the wall for him. It wasn’t much, but you couldn’t wait to share a bed with him, and take your sweet time worshipping his body.
“Okay Y/N, we’re off. You coming?” Asked Lane.
“Nah, I have a bunch more work to do for my college application. I will see you both tomorrow?”
Rory went over to give Jess a kiss goodbye. You couldn’t help but smirk as you saw him looking at you as she kissed his cheek. The two girls waved goodbye and left the cafe.
The minute they left, Jess pounced on your table. He summoned Cesar to take over his shift and close up.
“Cmon baby” he whispered, taking care not make it look obvious to the other customers what was going on.
You and Jess went up the stairs silently but quickly. The minute you reached the top flight and opened the door into the living quarters, Jess slammed the door shut and pressed you against it.
“Do you know how bad you are? Sitting right next to my girlfriend and giving me those ‘fuck me’ eyes all night? It was all i could do not to take you on the table right there.”
His forehead was against yours, his hands cradling your face. All you could see was him. All you could feel was him.
“Such a good boy for restraining yourself,” you cooed, trying lure him into making the first move. Each time you were together, it still felt like new. A game of chicken. Who would break first? Fresh and dangerous, yet familiar and comforting all at once. “It must have been so hard for you” you said, moving your hand towards his crotch. “Show me how much you want me” you dared.
It was too much for him. He growled and leant in to kiss you with everything he had. He was messy and sloppy with need. His teeth clashed against yours. You moaned with need. Your hands wandered to your waist, dipping under your trousers, then your panties. You started playing with your clit and panting his name back into his mouth.
You were still against the door. Jess moved his hands under your shirt, finding the valley of your chest easily as you hadn’t worn a bra today.
“Fuck” he said, breaking the kiss. “You had your tits out all day baby girl? You are such a slut, wanting everyone to notice.”
Before you could begin to formulate a reply, his mouth was on your left nipple. You sighed as he sucking with such fervour. Just as you got used to the sensation enough to say something witty to him, he bit down hard. You yelped - this was a new move from him. He obviously felt emboldened by the new setting, being in his own territory and out of a car.
Jess went to your right nipple, sucking and making the most obscene slurping noise and his hand went to your other tit. It was too much. It felt too good. You started playing with your clit with even more until he finally noticed.
“That’s my job Y/N. Its not like you to be so selfish!“ he scolded. He grabbed both your wrists and pressed himself into you, letting you feel his bulge. You whimpered at the loss of your fingers inside your wet cunt and pouted at him. He brought your fingers to your mouth.
“Suck” he said, with a devious glint in his eyes. Like a fucking wet wipe, you did as he said. You were embarrassed at first, but didn’t care. You would do anything he said at this point.
When he was satisfied you had fully cleaned your fingers, he took them out your mouth and kissed you hard and hungrily on the lips.
You saw you opportunity to the turn the tables, to take power. “Jess?” You asked innocently.
“Hmm?” He responded, trailing kisses down your neck.
“The whole point of tonight is that we have a bed for once. Let’s make the most of it.” You pushed him off you and took his hand. You walked past the door to his bedroom. He stopped you and looked at you confused.
“Oh Jess. I don’t wanna be fucked in your single bed. I want to feel all of you” you whispered in his ear, guiding him to Luke’s room and king-sized bed.
His eyes widened with realisation and need. Was this a bad idea? Almost certainly. Did he care? At this point, not even wild horses could stop him from having you. He would do anything you said. And he had to admit, there was something hot about doing it somewhere he shouldn’t.
You pushed Jess onto Luke’s bed, unzipped his jeans and pulled down his boxers. His cock sprung up immediately. It was red, throbbing and angry. You couldn’t help but drool. Jess saw this and smirked. He knew what he did to you. He pulled off his shirt, knowing it would drive you crazy.
You dived onto his cock, unable to wait any longer. You took all of him in his mouth, as he held your head there. His pubic hair tickled your nose. You stayed there for as long as possible, until your eyes watered. You took your head off, wiped your mouth, and then began bobbing up and down slowly.
Jess propped himself up on his elbows, watching you like a hawk. His tongue was sticking out as he concentrated his breathing to stop himself from blowing his load. His dark curls were pressed wet against his forehead as beads of sweat started to roll down his face.
You moved to his balls, gently sucking them into your mouth while your hand moved up and down on his rock hard member. He started moaning and rocked his hips into your hands, desperate for more.
You had him right where you wanted him. You removed yourself from him completely and clambered to sit on top of him. His cock was nestled in your folds. So close to where he wanted to be. So close to where you wanted him to be. But you decided the chase was more fun. You lowered yourself down, so that your tits were pressed against his chest.
You whispered “Can Rory make you feel this way, Jess? Does she drive you wild like I do? Can she make you moan like a bitch the way I can? Has she ever made your cock this hard?” You punctuated each sentence with a nip on his ear.
“Fuck you,” he replied, grabbing your ass and turning you onto your back so that he was on top. He pushed himself into you and started fucking you with no mercy.
Your tits were bouncing with every thrust and you were whimpering with need every time he pulled out. You snaked your arms around his back, pulling him deeper into you. You didn’t want any space between you.
“You’re such a whore Y/N. Fucking your best friend’s boyfriend. I can’t believe it turns you on so much.”
You moaned at this words, unable to deny the appeal of the whole situation.
“Fuck baby, I can feel your cunt clenching around me as i say that! You are a fucking whore Y/N, squeezing me with your greedy pussy. Such a bad fucking girl.” Jess yelps, spanking your ass.
“I am a whore Jessy, your whore, only for you” you cried, embarrassed by your pathetic display. He grinned as you used the nickname you only brought out for him when you were cock drunk beyond belief. You groaned inwardly as you couldn’t believe you had given him the satisfaction of that ego boost.
You were lost completely in Jess. He moved his hand down to your core, adding a finger into your weeping pussy, and using his thumb to toy with your clit. It was bliss.
“Jessy?” You called out.
“Hmm?” He groaned in response.
“I want you to cum inside me” you begged.
His eyes widened as a wild look came over him. Without missing a beat, he swung your legs over his shoulders and bent you in two as he fucked into you harder than before. His hand moved to your throat, gently choking you. You stuck your tongue out like a dog in heat - animalistic and beyond a care as to what was normal.
The bed’s headboard was hitting the wall with every thrust from Jess’ pelvis, sure to cause a suspect dent tomorrow. But neither of you could have given a single fuck as the you both chased your highs. The sound of skin slapping, moans and gasps were obscene.
“Jess, have you seen Luke’s toolbox? We need it and he said it might be - Oh my god!”
You both froze and turned to the door. Lorelai was face to face with you and Jess butt naked on Luke’s bed. Sorry - lets rephrase that. Lorelai walked in on her daughter’s boyfriend and best friend fucking raw on Luke’s bed.
She narrowed her eyes and hissed: “Get the fuck out.”
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amongemeraldclouds · 4 days
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no take backs
As the earth collapsed around you, your sworn enemy decides to confess his feelings for you with a kiss. So when the world doesn’t end, what happens next?
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Jess Mariano x f!Reader
Warning: 18+ only MDNI, fluff, slight angst, unprotected sex, piv, v!fingering, reader has anxiety (only plays a small part in the story), earthquake (no injuries)
Author’s note: Based on this request then I expanded on the concept. This fic is set after he left Stars Hollow.
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“Just because I’m letting you drive me home, does not mean we’re friends,” you huffed as you climbed into the passenger seat of Jess Mariano’s beat up car. Vintage, he called it. You’d never admit it, but you found it cute how he was proud of it. To him, it was his key to freedom, going anywhere he wanted whenever he wanted. Except for when nature had other plans.
“Well, a coworker could take his other coworker home, okay?” He said, closing the car door as he slid his keys into the ignition and started up the car. You relent and gave him your address.
It was just your luck that the Earth’s tectonic plates decided to shift in ways that damaged your car, but not your mortal enemy’s. Perhaps it was karma and you were being encouraged to make amends with him in the name of world peace. Try as you might however, the word “peace” and Jess Mariano just did not fit.
It certainly did not feel peaceful being trapped in a car with him. Your cheeks blushed as you remembered how soft his lips felt against yours and the eager way they moved as if it was the final thing he would ever do in his life. And for a few moments back at the publishing house, tucked safely beneath a table while the world shook violently around you, you were both convinced it was your last moments.
It was confusing. The way your heart hammered and you didn’t know if it was from fear of dy*ng or the way his kiss invaded your entire being. From the moans it elicited from your throat, to the air it stole from your lungs, and the butterflies that rushed in your stomach. It was hard to tell if it really was just an earthquake or the mind-shattering truth that your enemy might not actually hate you at all.
Then it was over too soon. The air felt cold without him close to you and he was pulling you up from under the table.
“So we’re just not going to talk about it?” You asked, piercing the awkward silence.
Jess just shrugged and spoke casually, “talk about what?”
You narrowed your eyes at him, of course he wasn’t going to make this easy for you. But he had no right confusing you with a kiss after constantly making your life a living nightmare.
“Jess, you kissed me,” you deadpan, addressing the elephant in the room. “Coworkers don’t kiss other coworkers.”
“A lapse of judgment in a life-threatening situation,” he dismissed, keeping his eyes straight on the road.
Your mouth curled, the sweet aftertaste of his kisses turning sour. You fumed in silence as you looked outside the window with unfocused eyes. You weren’t sure what you were more upset about: his denial or your disappointment - having to face the horrid fact that you also didn’t hate your enemy.
“Shit, the road’s blocked,” Jess drew you out from the thunder of your thoughts as you looked at the cars lined up ahead. It was like a scene from one of those post-apocalyptic films you’ve seen and dread sank in your chest. Perhaps you should stick to watching cheesy rom coms because this pessimism was not helpful at all.
“Can we go somewhere else?” You whispered softly, anxiety bearing down your chest.
Jess looked at you with concern. “Sure, let’s find somewhere we can park until things get better,” he replied with an equally soft tone and you hated it because he knew all about your anxiety and penchant for panic attacks. You didn’t like being weak around him, not if he could be sweet and caring only to take it all back when you’re fine.
He parked the car in between buildings, sheltered from the wails of emergency response vehicles and the rush of people trying to go home. You exhaled after going through rounds of breathing exercises to calm your anxiety.
“My my, a secluded alley. Jess Mariano, whatever do you plan to do with me?” You quipped, mildly accusing him or m*rder when the other meaning dawned on you, something that made you blush. Well, it was too late to back out now.
He smirked, “whose to say you’re not the one who wants to do things with me with that line of questioning, huh?”
“I wouldn’t do anything if I was the only one who liked it,” you hedged. Perhaps life was too short to keep denying your feelings. If there was ever a better time to learn that lesson, it was now. You just needed him to admit he felt it too.
“I don’t like the idea of being k*lled, thanks,” he scoffed as he plastered on a smug smile.
“You know that’s not what I meant,” you looked outside the window, an idea forming in your head.
“It sure is getting hot,” you comment innocently as you undid the top buttons of your blouse. Jess’ eyes followed your movement and you don’t miss the way his breath hitches.
“Better get comfortable, right?” You said, adjusting the car seat to lean back and you felt your blouse open slightly to reveal your cleavage. You were not going to make it easy for him to deny his feelings.
“Stop that,” Jess demanded while his eyes told a different tale of desire and longing.
“I don’t know what you mean,” you replied lazily. Two can play that game.
That’s right Jess, you thought, here’s a dose of your medicine. You continued, “this is much better.” You leaned your head back and stretched on the seat, aware of how your skirt inched up your legs.
You let out a satisfied moan, sighing in pleasure at thoughts of getting comfortable. If by comfort, you meant the satisfaction of derailing Jess’ denial and stubbornness. His eyes traced your legs then followed your chest when they rose and fell with your sigh. 
Jess grunted and you bit back a smile. “Okay, fine. So I kissed you,” he admitted.
You shrugged, feigning nonchalance. “You said it meant nothing, so why would it matter?”
“I never said it meant nothing, I said it was a it was a lapse of judgment.”
“There’s a difference?” You raised your eyebrow, challenging him to continue.
He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he steeled himself. To Jess Mariano, telling the truth meant peeling back the layers of his sarcasm, which was as painful as stripping off his skin.
“You know when they say the world is about to end, you’d think your life flashes before your eyes. But all I could see was you. And it wasn’t just because you were in front of me. God, I closed my eyes, and all I could see was still you. Laughing at your own jokes, greeting everyone with a smile, typing away on your computer. It would be such a shame if I didn’t get to kiss you if that was the last thing I’d ever do, damn it. But then the earthquake stopped and we were fine.”
Your eyebrows creased as you let his words sink in. “Is it really so bad that we survived?”
He narrowed his eyes at you, “I don’t think I could ever survive you. You frustrate me because you’re just so…you! You’re not someone I could just kiss once and get out of my system. I’d always want more and then I’d inevitably screw it up. It was better that you hated me from the start.”
His eyes burned with untold stories of heartbreak and self destruction. Despite all the ways he infuriated you, you wanted nothing more than to hold him. You had a feeling you were just seeing who he truly was beneath his smug smiles and his devil-may-care attitude.
“Jess, I don’t hate you,” you confess. “Don’t just make it one kiss,” you continue, allowing yourself to be just as honest as him. “Have another one, and another, and heck - have all of me!”
He looked at you in disbelief, as if he wished for the stars and he was told he could have the whole damn galaxy. A spark of joy and hope ignited something wild in him that he no longer let himself think of past regrets and mistakes.
He inched towards you, looking into your eyes for permission and you bridged the distance in response, kissing him. It was fiercer than when you both thought you were on the brink of de*th, because this time, it was a celebration of life and the possibilities that lay ahead.
You felt it when he sucked on your bottom lip and you moaned in pleasure, a small sound for all the words you couldn’t say. How all those time spent hating him was just a shield from your admiration of the man who took destiny in his own hands and never let the world define him.
The man who wrote stories and downplayed them through luck and how ink fumes must have altered his publisher’s minds to pick him. He never once acknowledged his talent, but secretly you did with the way you underlined your favorite sentences and re-read his book as if his words could wrap you in a sweet embrace.
He always kept you at an arm’s length and made your life hell, but it was heaven just being beside him. And you never dared to admit it. Until now, when he’s unbuttoning your blouse as he unravels your secrets. His mouth moves to your neck, setting your body on fire.
“Wait, what if someone sees us?” You ask, a wave of sobriety washing over you.
Jess just smirked, his lips pink and swollen, hungry for more of your kisses. “That’s half the fun.”
You rolled your eyes but god - you needed him. “And the other half?” You asked, mirroring his smirk.
“This,” he just says as he resumes your kiss.
It’s agony when you pull away again just to alleviate your anxiety, “can we at least go to the back?” It’s not much, but it’s better than being right by the windshield.
“Spacious,” he nods, moving away so you could climb over to the backseat. You felt the heat of his stare behind you as you settled in. 
He promptly followed suit until your bodies are tangled again with him laying you down the seat, careful so you don’t hit your head. You bring your hand to his stupid hair and run your fingers through it. His hands return to your blouse and your back arches on instinct when he unclasps your bra and he takes a moment to look at you. “God, you’re so beautiful,” he breathes as he squeezes your breast while he licks the other, planting soft tender kisses.
In his car, the sirens and chaos faded. You were consumed by Jess’ touch, both curious and possessive at the same time. His free hand traveling down your leg as he caressed it, slowly making his way to your inner thigh. You can’t help the way you squirmed beneath him as you held your breath in anticipation. In response, you palm his erection beneath his uncomfortably tight jeans and you’re rewarded with a grunt.
He teased you through your panties and you open your legs for him as he moves the thin fabric aside to feel your soft folds. You bite your lip and try to stifle your moan, but Jess brings his mouth to your ear, “I need to hear you, you have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.” You cursed in response, your mind swimming in a haze of euphoria.
His fingers send shockwaves of pleasure as he spreads your liquid heat, exploring your folds and paying attention to which sensations left you whimpering. He exploited them skillfully, rubbing and teasing, eager to make you a moaning mess for him. You gasped when he plunged his fingers inside you and you arched your back, needing him deeper.
“Fuck, you’re so wet for me,” he admires as he pumped his fingers in and out. You moved your hips against his hand, needing more of him. He was finally here, doing things you used to just dream about, secrets stashed beneath soft covers in your moonlit bedroom.
“Jess, please. I need to feel all of you,” you begged and his eyes darkened.
“I’m all yours,” he replied as he removed his fingers and cleaned them off with his tongue. “Fuck you taste so good.” 
You helped him free his hard length and you don’t stifle the needy moan that escapes you this time when he fills you up. He takes a few slow movements before building up to a steady pace, the delicious friction making your toes curl. “You feel amazing, Jess,” you tell him.
He kissed you as he rocked his hips into you, a clash of teeth and tongue. There was nothing gentle in the way you moved against each other, it was pure want and longing crashing into each other. It was months of fantasies finally coming true and desires unleashed building in your core.
The car moved along with you, giving you extra leverage to find your rhythm. The irony was not lost on you that as the world shook around you once again, things were falling into place this time.
Filthy, desperate whimpers escaped his lips and you spread your legs wider, needing him deeper inside you. He squeezed your breast in response and teased your taut nipples, eager to worship all of you. You closed your eyes when you felt yourself teetering on the edge.
“Look at me,” Jess tells you instead and so you do. You see the lust and passion in his eyes and it’s enough to unravel you. Little earthquakes of ecstasy erupt through you as you shuddered against him. He increases his pace, eager to coax every last aftershock of your orgasm. It doesn’t take long before you feel his release warming your insides. He rests his head in the crook of your neck as he recovers his breath.
When he pulls out, you swipe his spilled seed from your leg and bring it in your mouth, enjoying the salty taste. “Fuck you’re so hot,” Jess breathes out. 
You grin. “So this happened. You gonna deny it?” You challenged him as he held you.
“Nope,” he said with a grin. “This happened. You’re mine and I’m yours. No take backs.”
“No take backs,” you echoed as you leaned in for another kiss.
It was perfect. The world could end at that moment and you would not mind at all.
Still you were glad to stay alive. Because then, you could always go another round, and another. So it goes.
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scarlet4rose · 1 year
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Dating Jess Mariano headcanons
-Jess can’t believe his luck, he thinks he’s living in some sort of dream. You’ve always been his dream girl and now you’re actually his
-He likes to show you off, at school, in Stars Hollow, at work and whatnot, he makes sure to pull you beside him and likes to put his arm around your waist.
-When you refuse and pull away, he’s gonna accept that and act as if it wasn’t bothering him although it sure as hell is. He likes to play it cool and he gets on with his day but he’s thinking about you rejecting his touch until midnight.
-He won’t show you but he DOES get insecure at times. Sometimes he can’t bear being around you cause he thinks he knows you’re way too good for him and it hurts him to realize it more and more day after day. He’s scared you will realize it too and leave him
-On good days though (when he misses you too much) he will invite you over or he simply shows up right outside your window to ask you to come with him/ to sneak out with him
-Likes to kiss you as if it would be the last time, most of the time behind some shabby cabin where no one can see you two
- when you two are walking around town, he likes to kiss your neck and teases you about giggling or laughing about it
- he works extra shifts to be able to afford taking you to a fancy restaurant. When you two finally wind up there, Jess usually complains about all the “snotty, snobby and super spoiled ol' rich people” in that place which makes you wonder why he even wanted to go there with you. He says he did it because that’s what a good boyfriend does and he’s a damn good boyfriend after all. He’s rather sarcastic while saying it and you two share a laugh.
- he’s convinced to stay with you until forever, provided that you don’t leave him of course. He even thought about marrying you one day although that thought kinda freaked him out a bit. No one in his family ever managed to stay happily married for more than a year and he doesn’t know if he will be able to work it out. He’s not the luckiest guy after all
- Still, once he got with you, he knew luck had been on his side for the very first time in his life.
-You’re an angel to him. Sometimes he says stuff like “hold on, my angel is coming over in a minute” or “wait, my angel is on the phone right now” when he’s around Luke and isn’t thinking too much about what he’s saying so it kind of slips out of his mouth. Luke restrains himself from mocking him because of it cause he genuinely likes to see Jess happy
- Jess buys you flowers whenever he’s got the money to do so but downplays it every time when he gives them to you. He acts as if it was “no big deal” but secretly he loooves when you get all excited about flowers and thank him over and over again.
- On Friday nights he loves to cuddle up with you on the couch but he doesn’t admit it. He says he usually isn’t into all that mushy stuff but he’s gonna act as if he was into it because of you. You know he’s lying.  
-he actually loves you, damn it ;-)
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Midnight Rain | J.M.
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📝 Title: Midnight Rain
📚 Requested: Yes/No
✍ Summary: The story of how you fell in love with Jess Mariano and how second chances exist
🎶: Midnight Rain by Taylor Swift
💌: my first Jess Mariano fic, hope you guys like it!
You never knew what love truly felt like until Jess Mariano walked into your life. 
It was just another typical day, walking into Luke’s diner for your morning dose of caffeine with Rory while her mother went to get a newspaper. 
Then there he was, wearing a metallica t-shirt with red long sleeves, bickering with Luke about his choice of outfit for the day.
“Hello?” Rory waved a hand in front of your face with a teasing smile, “Do you want to sit down or are you just going to stand there?” 
Clearing your throat, you gave the mystery boy one more glance before you nodded, “Yeah, of course we’re sitting down.”
While Rory placed the order, you pulled out your current read and started where you had left off. 
“Emily Dickinson?” A deep voice said as coffee was poured into your cup, “A remarkable poet and woman, or so I’ve heard.” 
Looking up, you see the mysterious boy now standing in front of you, “She is. You’ve read her work?” 
The boy shrugged, “A little here and there.” 
You nodded to the book in your hands, “You can borrow this one if you want, I’m just rereading it anyway.” 
“Really?” He asked, a mischievous smile growing on his lips, “You wouldn’t mind?” 
“Would I be offering if I did?” You countered.
“Touche.” He chuckled as you handed him the book, “Thanks.”
“You’re Luke’s nephew right?” 
“I’d rather be known as Jess. And from what I can deduct, you’re Rory’s friend?” 
“I’d rather be known as Y/N.”
“Done.” Jess walked in pace with you as you were on your way to the bookstore. 
“Done with what?” You asked, making him hand you the Emily Dickinson collection of poems you loaned him three days ago.
“The book.” He answered as you took it from him.
“What’s the verdict then?” 
“It was okay, also I did write some thoughts in the margins.” 
Flipping open the book, you were met with his neat handwriting filling up all the empty spaces, “Wow. I thought you said you haven’t read it much?” 
Jess gave a smile, “What is much anyway?” 
“Point taken.” You smiled as he pushed open the door for you.
“You seem to be alone today.” Jess noted as he sat in the chair in front of you, “Not here with the rest of your coffee trio?” 
You laughed, closing your book to give him your full attention, “Sadly no. Rory is off tolerating Paris since the latter is freaking out over something and Lorelai is attending to something at the inn.” 
“Pity.” Jess’ signature mischievous smirk in place, “But on the bright side, I guess I’ll have you all to myself.” 
“Oh really?” You giggled. 
Before Jess could give his witty remark, Luke could be heard from behind the counter, “Jess, I do not pay you to flirt with the customers!” 
“First of all, you don’t pay me at all.” Jess stood up, coffee pot in hand, “Second, I only flirt with this particular customer.” 
And before he left your table, he leaned forward and pecked you on the cheek.
You couldn’t control the smile that adorned your lips as the heat crawled its way up to your cheeks.
Oh, but Jess Mariano was far from done, “I’ll pick you up at 8 tomorrow night for our first date?” He calls out as he makes his way to the counter. 
Looking over your shoulder, it kept all of your willpower just to stop yourself from laughing at Luke’s rather shocked expression, “Sounds like a perfect plan.” 
“Fine, laugh all you want but no one else can change my mind on the fact that Romeo and Juliet is a complete scam.” Jess said, stabbing his chocolate ice cream with the small spoon the dessert came with.
You were quiet for a moment as you took a bite off your mint chocolate ice cream, making it seem like you were thinking about what he said, “I know right! Rory refuses to hear a word I say on the matter but how stupid can Romeo be to see that Juliet was breathing?”
“It was a sleeping potion, it would be impossible for her to not breathe.” Jess interjected. 
“Yeah, and people have the audacity to call it the greatest love story of all time when the title clearly belongs to ‘The Notebook’.” You said, taking another spoonful of your ice cream.
 “Mhm.” He nodded in agreement, “Alie and Noah beat out Romeo and Juliet anyday.” 
“You know, you’re adorable whenever you talk about books.” Your boyfriend added. 
You swear that your face is 13 shades of red right now, and not because of the summer heat, “So do you.” 
“I’m serious.” 
“I am too.” 
He rolls his eyes with a chuckle, tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear, “Everything you do is adorable. From the way you would practically scrutinize every single bad decision in a tv show to the way you like to smell newly-bought books before putting it away.”
“Oh, so now we’re pointing out my awful quirks?” You teased.
“Lorelai’s sarcasm is now starting to rub off of you.” Jess mused, “Can I kiss you?” 
“You better. ‘Cause I’ll be so mad if you don’t.” 
It was surprising how you didn’t break the door as you ran into the diner.
“Luke, where’s Jess?” You said, hoping that the envelope in your hand wouldn’t be too crumpled with how tight you were holding on to it. 
“In the apar-” He didn’t need to finish his statement as you bounded up the stairs faster than anyone has ever done.
“Looks like somebody’s excited.” Lorelai noted with a smile to which Luke just shrugged.
Immediately jumping into his arms once the door opened, it was a surprise how Jess was still able to keep his balance.
“Woah, someone might’ve got a sugar rush today.” Your boyfriend teased as you started to calm down a little.
“My book is getting published!” Finally brandishing the news you wanted to relay, you held out the envelope to him.
“See? I told you, they’d love you!” Jess grinned, taking the letter out and reading it over.
“I mean it’s nothing permanent yet.” You said, smile still intact, “The book still has to go through a round of edits and all, there’s no contract yet but they’re interested!” 
In his delight, Jess picked you up and spun you around before pecking a kiss to your lips, “C’mon let’s go out.” 
“What for?” You asked, still dizzy yet you weren’t sure if it was from being spun around or being kissed.
“Duh, to celebrate? What else would we go out for?” He then grabbed his coat before pulling you out of the apartment.
“Jess, you know it’s not that easy.” You sighed, tired of having to explain this over and over again.
“You’re the one who’s making it complicated.” He argued.
“Jess, the publication firm specifically told me that if I moved out of Stars Hollow then the deal is over. My book won’t get published.” You said, exasperated, “Hence, I cannot move to Philadelphia with you.” 
Jess was getting tired of this discussion too, “Then pull it out! I’m going to be writing my book too, then we can look for a publishing firm together.” 
“And put my dream on hold?” You gave a humorless chuckle, “Let me think about it, oh wait, the answer is practically obvious - I won’t.”
“So you’re going to choose your dreams over me?” 
“Yes Jess, why on earth would you expect me not to?” 
“I don’t know because you love me!”
You scoffed, shaking your head in disbelief, “Just because I love you doesn’t mean I’ll compromise my dreams, my future for you.” 
“I would’ve done that for you.” Jess countered. 
“Then I’m sorry if I can’t say the same.” You could feel your throat tightening with every passing moment, you knew how this would end - and you hated it.
“If that’s the case, then I’m going to Philadelphia with or without you.” He said, packing up the last of his clothes and stuff.
“And I’m not stopping you.” The tears were now freely dripping down your face, like raindrops on a windowsill.
“Fine.” Jess said, not being able to look at you since he hated seeing you cry then without so much as another word he left your apartment, slamming the door on his way out.
It’s been years since that fateful day. It took you a while to get over it but as Lorelai said, “Trains barely even wait for you at the station, so why would life?” 
Part of you didn’t regret staying in Stars Hollow, you already had 3 published books to date and was now working on your 4th one. But a part of you would always ask the “what-if?” 
The other night, you saw Jess on the news - proudly promoting the book he had just published. You had forgiven him, after all the time had passed, but you can’t help and wonder about the life you gave away.
“Oh hey, can you go get some coffee to-go? Mom needs me to save her from another one of Ms. Patty’s set-ups.” Rory said, looking up from her pager.
You nodded, “Yeah sure.”
Personally, you could never tire of the ambience that meets you when you walk into Luke’s diner, it’s hardly changed over the years.
“Hello Y/N, let me guess, a cup of coffee?” Luke greeted you with a smile, thankfully still fond of you despite what had happened with his nephew. 
“Three to go actually.” You said, returning the smile. 
“I see some things never really change.” A familiar voice, one you had thought that you would never hear again, reached your ears. 
There he was, standing by the door in all of his glory, as if he never left. 
“Jess.” You said in awe, not noticing that Luke had started tending to other customers - giving you and your old flame some privacy.
“Y/N.” He may have been older, but the same boyish, mischievous smile was there.
Even if you had imagined this day before, every word you had rehearsed was reduced to rubble. You tried to think of something to say, but everything you could ever possibly know in the English language is now gone.
“I see you’re now one of Stars Hollow’s pride and joy.” Jess teased, slowly walking towards you.
“Pride and joy may be a little of an overstatement.” You said, “I see life’s been treating you well too. Loved how you foreshadowed the plot twist.” 
Jess sat down on the bar stool nearest to you, “All of your books were simply impeccable.”
Then with a smile, he pulled a book out of his bag, “Though, I must say, your second one is my favorite.” 
Your heart sank as you braced yourself for the teasing/mocking you get in a few short minutes.
Jess had started to read the synopsis, “He was a montage. A love potion that works in slow motion. He could hardly be described as sunshine but he wanted it comfortable and stayed the same. She was midnight rain, she wanted that pain, would rather chase that fame and all of her changed. Their love was like a postcard of paradise, picture perfect - a guaranteed happy ending. But is anything in life ever guaranteed?”
You sighed, “Jess-” 
“It’s about us isn’t it?” He said, not a trace of any childish humor in his tone.
“If you mean that our relationship served as an inspiration, then yes.” You said. 
“Hm.” Jess contemplated, tracing the small picture of you on the jacket cover, “But they had a happy ending.” 
You shrugged, “A part of me dreamed of getting that ending.” 
“And who says that it's too late for us to have that ending?” He asked, pushing himself off the stool and now standing right in front of you.
You tried not to get your hopes up, “Do you think we could make it work? Pick up where we left it off?”
He reached forward to push the hair out of your eyes, “I mean it won’t always be sunshine and rainbows. We’ll have fights and all but I think that I want to be able to have those fights with you and resolve them with you. Remember when we had that discussion about Romeo and Juliet?”
Furrowing your brows, you didn’t have a clue where this was going, “Yeah?” 
“Alie and Noah may be able to beat out Romeo and Juliet anyday, but I never thought that their story was the greatest one.” Jess said.
“Then who’s?” Your heart was beating faster with every passing second as you had a hint on what the answer was.
“Ours.” 
“But, what about your life in Philadelphia? What about your publishing firm?”
“I can work remotely, then I’ll just go down to Philadelphia if I have to fix something and all. I lost you once, I can’t bear to lose you again.” 
Persistent. One of the many things that made you fall in love with Luke’s nephew in the first place.
Without missing a beat, you grabbed him by the collar of his leather jacket and pressed your lips to his.
“I’m guessing that’s a yes then?” 
“Obviously.” 
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leossmoonn · 2 years
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27 with jess mariano smut please!
“i just want to please you”
16+, somnophilia (mild, already talked about consent). Also ignore that this is more than 4 paragraphs lmfao
“Mmm, Jess?” you hum. You turn your head from side to side, feeling around the bed. You expect to find Jess next to you, but he’s not on either side of you. “Jess, where are you?” you sigh, sleep still in your eyes. You let out a little gasp as you feel a wet tongue part your folds. You open your eyes immediately, looking down at the duvet where you see Jess’s black curls peeking under. You sit up on your elbows, opening your eyes slowly, trying to ignore the bright sun light shining through the open curtains. Jess’s shirt is bunched up around your waist, your panties pushed to the side as Jess tongue fucks you.
“Good morning, princess,” he hums against your pussy lips. You put your hand in his hair, planting your feet on the mattress. You weave your fingers through his bed head, messing it up even more as you grab and tug. “Mm, Jess,” you breathe out. His tongue licks a long stripe up your slit and wraps around your clit. Your breathing becomes significantly labored and loud whines escape your throat. You buck your hips up to his face, causing his nose to bump against your skin. He’s now totally immersed in you, and he wouldn’t have it any other way. “Fuck, Jess,” you moan, eyes screwing shit as you feel your orgasm approaching.
Jess knew exactly how to get you going. His tongue on your clit is one easy way to get you weak and squirming under him. The way his tongue slides around your clit, pressing down and sucking lightly. How wet and slick you become. How is saliva mixes with your juices to make the perfect lubrication for his fingers. It’s the perfect way to wake up in the morning, honestly. Your muscles begin to tighten a few minutes later and you’re practically riding his face by the time you’re orgasming. Your body relaxes against the plushy mattress and Jess looks up, chest heaving up and down. You smile at him, seeing how pretty he looks with your arousal all over his lips and chin. His eyes are wild and wide, taking in your post-climax beauty.
“So pretty when you come for me,” he breathes out. “And you’re so pretty when you make me come,” you grin.
He smiles and reaches up to you, kissing you heatedly. You open your mouth to taste your arousal on his tongue. You can feel his erection against your pussy as you bring your hips up to meet his. One of his hands slither under his shirt that you’re wearing, cupping your breast and massaging it. He pinches your nipple, making you moan softly. His other hand snakes back down to your pussy, dipping his fingers into your heat. You open your eyes and they jump to the clock beside your bed. You sigh and pull away from Jess, earning a whine of disapproval from him.
“Baby, I need to go to work,” you say. He shakes his head. “No, no. Another hour. I promise I’ll make it worth it.”
“I don’t doubt that,” you chuckle. “But I can’t be late again.”
He grumbles and plants your face into your neck. Hs sucks on your sensitive spot, making you sigh and fall apart under him, but you try to stay as composed as you can. “Jess, I can’t,” you moan as his fingers rub against your g-spot. “But you can. Let me please you, princess. I just want to please you,” he begs. Fuck, he really knows how to make you crumble. He leans back and looks into your eyes. “Please,” he pouts. “Let me please you.” Damn, you cannot resist those puppy dog brown eyes. Who knew Jess could be such a sweetheart? But you know his intentions aren’t innocent, obviously.
You sigh, “fine, but better be worth it.” he grins, “you know it will.”
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sourcherryandsprinkles · 10 months
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I haven't done a special theme prompt list in a moment, so I decided to make a one to get in the summer mood. I’m not a summer girl...at all, but if you say Aquamarine, Outer Banks, The summer I turned pretty, Dirty Dancing or The OC, I can get in the right mood. 
The rules are the same as for all my other prompt lists and can be found here along with my characters list
** To make the requests less confusing, please say the complete dialogue/theme and not just the number when you send a request
NEW CHARACTERS: Conrad Fisher and Jeremiah Fisher have been added to my character list!!
DIALOGUES
‘’Come on in, the water’s fine!’’
‘’A pool party? I’m in!’’
‘’I love you to the moon and Saturn.’’
‘’How do you expect me to survive the summer with you in that sundress?’’
‘’I’m pretty sure we almost broke up last night.’’
‘’I can’t stand this heatwave anymore.’’ 
‘’We should go swimming.’’ 
‘’I don’t wanna keep secrets just to keep you.’’
‘’We were crazy to think that this could work.’’
‘’No one has to know what we do.’’
‘’Your laugh is the best sound I ever heard.’’
‘’Can you help me tie my bikini?’’ ‘’I can help you take it off too.’’ 
‘’Can you put some sunscreen on my back for me, please?’’
‘’That was my slurpee.’’
‘’I know it’s hot, but please put some clothes on.’’
‘’Do not throw me in the pool!’’ 
THEMES
Skinny dipping
Camping
Vacation house
Pool party
Road trip
Wedding guests
Summer job
Boat day
Summer rain/thunderstorm
Beach date
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thegettingbyp2 · 4 months
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38 -Jess Mariano
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You were straddling Jess’ lap on the sofa in his and Luke’s apartment above the diner, your fingers tangled in his hair as your hips swivelled on his cock. The apartment was filled with the sound of yours and Jess’ combined whimpers and groans. You’d had the apartment to yourselves for the past day and a bit due to Luke being over at Lorelai’s and it was safe to say that you were both making good use of the empty space.
‘Jess,’ you whined, on the verge of tears. You were so overstimulated from the amount of times the two of you had fucked in the last 24 hours. Jess’ hands were firmly gripping your hips, bouncing you up at down on his cock as his lips pressed kisses and bites along your neck and chest.
‘Almost there, baby, you’re doing so good,’ Jess murmured into your skin, digging his teeth into your collar to make you cry out and clench around him. ‘I’m almost there,’ he repeated, planting his feet on the ground and using the leverage to thrust up into you. Your body collapsed on his chest as he used your body like a toy. Thrusting once more up into you, Jess let out a deep groan as you felt his cum coat your walls.
Resting against his chest, you nuzzled your head into the crook of his neck, your eyes fluttering closed tiredly as his arms wrapped around you. You stayed like that for a few minutes before you reluctantly pulled away and got off of his lap, wincing slightly when he slid out of you.
‘Where are you going?’ Jess asked, still sounding tired but looking more alert when he saw you putting your clothes back on.
‘Home,’ you replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
‘Why?’
‘Because we don’t do the whole hanging around, staying over thing.’
‘We did last night.’
You felt your body freeze at his words. You and Jess were strictly friends with benefits, you’d both agreed on that before starting anything up, not wanting to get on the wrong page of anything. Up until last night, you’d kept your rule of not staying round the others after hooking up but Jess having the place to himself, neither of you questioned it when you’d decided to stay over.
‘Jess,’ you said, sighing quietly before turning around to face him. ‘We’re friends and we made a - ’
‘Bullshit.’
‘Excuse me?’
‘We’re not friends, (Y/N), we passed “just friends” about 20 fucks ago, and you know it, so don’t give me that.’
‘We always said that we wouldn’t let feelings get in the way of this.’
‘Well, too late.’
‘And you’re so sure that we both have the same feelings for each other?’ you asked with a raised eyebrow.
‘If I’m wrong, walk out of that door right now,’ Jess said, stepping towards you, his voice low. His hands moved to settle lightly on your hips and you couldn’t help but shiver when you felt his fingers gently press into the new hand-shaped bruises that were forming on your hips. ‘Walk out and I’ll never bring it up again. But I’m 99.9% sure you’re not going anywhere.’
You couldn’t think of anything else to say, your hands came up to rest on his bare chest and you had to fight the urge to laugh when you felt goose bumps erupt over his skin at your touch.
‘I,’ you began, not knowing what to say at all.
Jess’s eyes softened as he looked at you and he took a step closer to you. ‘You feel it too right?’ You nodded, tears springing to your eyes and a lump forming in your throat, making it impossible for you to speak. ‘That’s all I needed,’ he said before leaning in to press his lips back to yours.
That’s when it hit you. Standing in the middle of the apartment, half dressed.
You were in love with Jess Mariano.
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fairsexynasty · 1 year
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🗑️◌🐰★ god is... fairsexynasty
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。📖⚢☕˖⁩ GILMORE GIRLS
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𓍼˖📼ﻬ꜆🔅THAT 90'S SHOW
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strawberryroyai · 11 months
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Attention!
Hi! I am a new and inspired writer in this community. I will like to get myself more use to writing and possibly engage myself with more writers and readers <3 My ultimate outcome would be to get more experience and a more creative outlook when it comes to writing. This message is entirely for you to understand where I am coming from and hope you can give me ideas or writing commissions. The tags I will use are some of the fandoms I have read myself and will be more comfortable writing! I hope you will submit something and will read something of mine soon! <3 Thank you! - M ♡
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