Anytime, Sweetheart (Remastered)- Part Five
Pairing: JDM x OFC (RPF)SERIES WARNINGS: (not specific to each chapter): violence, implied sexual assault, drug use, drinking, smut, murder, cursing, age-gap relationships, power dynamics, angst, slight slow burn, cheating... will update warnings as needed. AUTHOR'S NOTE: this is a rewrite! I originally wrote this, which can still be found in my master list, years and years ago and finally have decided to spruce it up a bit. This will be in third person POV and updated to be less... cringy as the original. Please let me know if you would like to be tagged. I haven't written anything serious in years so this is me dipping my toes back in :) Face credit for OC is Taylor Momsen :) Tag List: @coffee-obsessed-writer @kazosa @lovetusk @sorenmarie87 @smoothdogsgirl
âHo-lee-shit, baby doll!â Jeffrey bellowed as Kylin walked out of the bathroom after she finished getting ready.
The red dress she wore was floor length, but not overly formal. It was flowy with slits on the sides and a swooping neckline that gathered around her sternum. It exposed some cleavage but not too much, and the strappy heels she paired with it showed off her legs perfectly. She had done her hair in loose waves, and her makeup was dark and dramatic. She had even had time during the day to go to the nail salon below Jeffâs apartments and treat herself to a mani and pedi.Â
Her cheeks burned with his praise as she took in his appearance. The man looked like sex on a stick. He was in a button up shirt that was almost the exact same color of red as her dress, black slacks, and the black blazer she had recently given back to him. He approached her and reeled her into his chest, his hands roaming down her sides as he bent over to nuzzle his beard across the sensitive flesh of her neck.
âYou look divine, Ms. Ackles,â He growled as he rocked them side to side.
âWhy thank you, Mr. Morgan,â She smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck.Â
âAnytime, Sweetheart.â He replied, and she could feel his smirk against her skin.
Jeffrey pulled away to look her up and down again. He shook his head as his eyes danced over her, his tongue between his teeth. He turned to the nearby coffee table and picked up a small box, wrapped in sparkling red paper with a big black bow, and held it out to her.
âWhatâs this?â She questioned as she took the box from his hand.
âI missed Christmas, and flowers arenât the best birthday gift.â He grinned as he smoothed his beard with his hand.
She smiled back at him and unwrapped the paper, pulling it all off to reveal a black suede jewelry case. Jeffrey had crossed an arm across his chest to hold his elbow as he rubbed at his chin nervously, and nodded to her when she looked back at him. She popped the small box open and gasped. Inside was a beautiful black diamond tear shaped pendant, the large center gemstone surrounded by small rubies.
âThis is too much, Jeff. How much did this cost you?â She asked as tears rimmed her eyes and threatened to ruin her makeup.
âJust a couple hundred thousand, nothing serious,â Jeffrey deadpanned, and Kylinâs eyes went wide, âIâm kidding, sweetheart. Donât worry about it. You deserve it.â
He reached for the box in her hand and removed the necklace. He moved behind her and she brushed her hair to the side for her to take. She held it up off of her neck as he fastened the clasps, and he let his fingertips trail down her skin to her shoulders, which sent a shiver down her spine. He bent down to press his lips against the back of her neck and goosebumps sprang up all over her.Â
âPerfect,â He breathed in a whisper when he shifted her to turn around. Kylin looked at him in a daze, a soft smile formed on her lips.Â
âYouâre too good to me, Jeff.â
âNothing is ever too good for you. Never good enough.â He cupped her face into his hands and leaned in to kiss her forehead. He smiled sweetly at her for a moment before extending his elbow for her to take, âBut Iâm not gonna stop trying.âÂ
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Jeffrey had made special reservations at a very nice restaurant that neither of them could pronounce the name of. They sat in the back booth of the dimly lit dining room and sipped wine, laughing a little too loud about absolutely everything.
âAnd then Danni just screetched at me as loud as she could âGet these fucking things outta me!â while squeezing my hand so hard she popped my knuckles! I swear to God, if I ever have children, I want the best fucking drugs possible. I feel so bad for Gen right now.â Kylin declared as she snorted out a laugh into her wine glass.Â
âWho in the Hell would want to do that to themselves? With twins especially? And Genevieve should know any kid of Jaredâs is bound to be a fuckinâ bowling ball.â Jeffrey barked in reply.Â
âSo,â Kylin started a little later as she wiped her lips with her napkin, âWhere are we watching the fireworks?â
Jeffrey narrowed his eyes at her and chuckled before looking down at his plate and shaking his head, âYou canât let anything be a surprise, can you?â
Kylin rolled her eyes in response.Â
âThe roof,â He replied with a wink.
After they finished their food, the server escorted them to a set of stairs that lead to the rooftop balcony. They were surrounded by about a hundred other people once they found the perfect spot, but as they swayed back and forth to the music with their arms wrapped around each other, neither could see anyone else.Â
âYouâre so fucking beautiful,â Jeffrey whispered, leaning down to touch his forehead to herâs. She closed her eyes and smiled as the ten second countdown to midnight began. She raised her gaze back to his as the seconds ticked by, and they found themselves lost in each other. His hands ran up her body and pushed themselves into her hair in the final seconds.Â
âThree⌠TwoâŚOne,â He whispered in sync with the rest of the crowd, though at this point Kylin was completely oblivious to anything else around her as his face inched closer to herâs. He tightened his grip on her hair as he closed the gap between their mouths, a long awaited moment finally erupting as the fireworks took off in the background at the ballâs descent. Her eyes squeezed shut as a moan escaped from her lungs, and she held onto his shirt under his blazer for dear life. She prayed she wasnât dreaming. He eagerly parted her lips with his own and pushed his tongue past her teeth, and she pushed hers back against his in a violent dance for dominance. His hands left her hair so one could hold her neck, and the other could drag itself down her body to the small of her back. He pulled her flush with his body as his fingertips kneaded into the waistband under her dress. He hummed into her mouth when he felt her breath hitch at his touch. They kissed each other with a fever, not releasing each other until the shouts of celebration at the new year had died down.Â
Kylin finally let her eyes flutter open, only to be met by his intense gaze staring back at her. She couldnât stop the smile that spread over her face. Jeffrey smiled back nervously, and brought his hands to her face again and searched her eyes. She threw herself forward and kissed him again, and he smiled against her lips as he dipped her backwards.Â
When they finally pulled apart, Kylin didnât feel lost anymore. Didnât feel broken. Just felt like she was falling.
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The rest of the evening was a blur, a haze of teeth and lips and limbs, and it wasnât until they were back in Jeffreyâs apartment that either one of them attempted to compose themselves.Â
âWanna drink?â Jeffrey asked, even as his lips were still pressed against Kylinâs, who helped him push off his blazer.
âYes,â Kylin replied once she pulled away to shrug off her own coat.
Jeffrey pulled her over to the couch and sat her down before he planted a kiss on her forehead with a smile. The butterflies were back and she knew her face had to be an embarrassing shade of red as she watched him saunter over to the liquor cabinet. He had a new little swagger about him that she hadnât noticed before, and he gave her a wolfish grin as he pulled out the whiskey and glasses. His eyes only left her briefly when he looked down to pour the drinks.
Once back over to the couch, Jeffrey handed her the glass and sat at the other end of the sofa. He pulled her feet into his lap with his free hand and began working at her shoe straps. Once her feet were bare, he massaged her soles as they sat there and sipped their drinks. His dark glare bore into her as he admired her frame, and a dangerous smirk appeared as he leaned forward to place his glass on the coffee table.
Kylin eyed him suspiciously as she raised her own glass for a drink. She almost finished it in one gulp as she watched the look in his eyes alter, her anxiety spiking. Jeffrey craned his body sideways on the couch, rubbing both of his calloused hands up her legs. Kylin swallowed nervously as he lowered his mouth to the tattoo on her thigh, exposed from the slit in her dress. He looked up at her devilishly before rising up to settle between her legs. Her hands shook as she brought the glass to her lips for the final sip before she sat it down to join Jeffreyâs on the table.Â
Kylinâs breath caught as he dug his hips into hers, and her thighs automatically wrapped themselves around his waist. She moaned his name into his ear as her hands found purchase in his hair.Â
âYou feel so good,â Jeffrey groaned as he rolled into her again. Kylinâs mind was a haze with lust and alcohol, and all she could do was whimper in reply and dig her nails into his shoulders. His lips moved from her mouth to her jaw, and then further down her neck, and he gently nipped the sensitive flesh with his teeth. Her breathing was heavy and her chest heaved against his as he continued his path down to the valley between her breasts. He shifted his weight to one arm so the other could roam down to push the neckline of her dress away. With better access, he licked over her nipple, his scruff rubbing against her skin deliciously. Kylin responded with a gasp and a moan, and her body shivered as she arched into him. Both of her hands returned to his hair and tugged, the heat between them pooling. A low growl reverberated within Jeffreyâs chest as he crashed his lips back to hers and bucked again, which earned him another whimper from Kylin.Â
âSo beautiful,â Jeff breathed as she moved her body against his.Â
âJeff,â She whispered back, anxiety and arousal mixing together to further dampen her ability to speak. They continued to move against each other, ecstasy brewing between their bodies that caused them both to shiver and groan. Jeffrey finally pulled away and leaned back onto his knees, and Kylin bit her lip at his disheveled state.
âWeâve gotta stop or youâre gonna make me nut myself.â Jeffrey breathed as his hands still danced over Kylinâs body. He pulled her skirt down reluctantly as his eyes still ate her alive.
Kylin nervously brought her hands to his strong thighs, and Jeffrey let her run them up before he stopped her when her fingers shakily reached his belt buckle.
âNot tonight, sweetheart.â Jeffrey breathed, his eyes closed as he removed her hands. He pulled her up and shifted them on the sofa to where she straddled his lap. Kylin leaned forward to compmature his lips as her hair fell in their faces. Jeff brought his hand that still held her wrists up to his chest, leaving them there so he could push her tangled hair out of the way.Â
âYouâre so fucking beautiful,â Jeffrey repeated with a gasp against her open mouth. She licked his upper lip and he drew her bottom one into his teeth. She ground down on him and moaned lightly, which earned her another groan from him.
âFuck,â He choked as his hips rose up to meet hers one last time, âHow do you do this to me?â
Kylin huffed at him as she pulled back, blowing her messy hair out of her face. She gave him an innocent smile while she looked into his eyes and cupped his chin. She let her fingertips run through the coarse, silver hair of his beard, âI donât know.âÂ
Jeffrey swallowed and licked his lips before speaking again, in a raspy, almost-whisper, âIâm not gonna rush this thing with you, Ky. I know youâve been through shit before, and I donât wanna be someone who does it to you again,â He tucked her hair behind her ear as he continued, âI donât know what this is, or what you want it to be But I know I enjoy spending time with you, and enjoy being around you, and enjoy touching you.â He squeezed her hips and dug his fingers into the soft flesh there, a cocky smirk formed on his face, âI want you to know that youâre safe with me. That Iâm not gonna hurt you, and I donât expect anything from you.âÂ
âThank you, Jeff,â Kylin whispered, trying to stave off the emotions that threatened to push over her tear ducts.
âAnytime, Sweetheart,â He grinned, and pulled her back into another kiss that she instantly melted into.
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âI donât want to go home tomorrow,â Kylin whined as they laid in his bed the next morning. They werenât touching, but were in mirrored positions on their backs.Â
âThen donât,â Jeffrey hummed, turning his head to face her.
âI have to be at work by eight, silly. I got bills.â She giggled and turned her own head towards him.
Jeffrey rolled his eyes, âIâll pay them for you, if you stay.â
Kylin gave him a sarcastic glare, âYou know I wonât allow that. Plus, Iâm up for a promotion at work, I need to go in.âÂ
âOh yeah?â Jeffrey replied with lifted brows. He rolled over onto his side and propped his head up with his knuckles.
âYup. Theyâre working on a move around and Iâll be taking John's bar manager spot since heâll be moving positions too.â She answered with a proud smile.
âBig boss lady in a suit, huh?â He grinned and poked her in the sides.
âYup.â She replied, popping the p sound with a giggle.
âIâm proud of you, sweetheart. You deserve it.â Jeffrey said, and Kylin scooted over to him for a brief kiss before she rolled out of the bed. She started towards the bathroom when she felt Jeffreyâs hand come down with a soft smack to her ass. She gasped and spun around to see him looking away innocently.
âWhat?â He grinned when he returned his eyes to her, âCouldnât help myself.â
She huffed out a laugh and flipped him off before continuing her journey to the shower.
They spent the morning lounging around his apartment, drinking coffee and watching TV. Kylin was flipping through channels while Jeffrey was in the bathroom, and came across the tail end of the second season premiere of Supernatural. She busted out laughing as Jeffrey returned to the room with a confused look on his face, âWhatâs so funny?â
Kylin turned up the volume on the television and spoke John Winchesterâs line at the same time as the TV, and sarcastically feigned the emotion that he had had in the scene.
 âI just want you to know that Iâm proud of you,â She looked up at Jeff with watery eyes and reached out her hand for him. He instantly erupted in his own laughter as he swatted her hand away.
âEnough of that now,â He said with a shake of his head as he plopped down on the sofa and stole the remote.Â
âYouâre no fun,â Kylin pouted, her arms crossed over her chest.Â
âPfft, Iâm a riot,â He retorted, and threw his arm over Kylinâs shoulder to pull her into his side.Â
âWhatever, old man.â She poked his ribs, laughing as he jerked away from her.
âIâm about to start lunch, so donât start with me,â He scolded, giving her a tickle of her own.
âYeah, thatâs right, feed me!â Kylin joked. She shrieked in laughter as he rolled over on top of her and continued his assault for another moment. Jeffrey finally pulled himself off of her and rose back to his feet while pointing to her, and shook his head as he made his way into the kitchen.
About half an hour later, Jeffrey was working on the meal when the doorbell rang.Â
âCan you get that for me, sweet pea?â He shouted from the kitchen.
Anxiety instantly trembled through Kylin, who remembered the last time sheâd answered the door in a home that wasnât herâs, âUh.. Iâd rather not.â
Jeffrey appeared in the doorway of the kitchen, dishrag in his hand. He gave her a sympathetic look and repeated his previous words before he headed to the door, âYouâre safe here, honey.â
âWho is it?â Jeffrey hollered as he whipped his hands and looked through the peephole.
âLittle pig, little pig! Let. Me. In!â Came from the other side of the door before the doorbell rang again in short sporadic increments.Â
Jeffrey barked out a loud laugh as he pulled the door open and in march Norman, two bottles of liquor in his hands.
âWhoâs up for some fuckinâ day drankinâ? Oh, Hey, Ms. Ackles, didnât know youâd be here.â Norman lifted one of the bottles towards her in salutation.
âHey, Norman,â Kylin replied, her nervousness shifting away at the sight of Jeffâs best friend, the sense of peace slightly returning.Â
âHowâre you doinâ girl?â Norman asked as Kylin stood to give him a hug.
âGood, you?â She replied as she watched him pull the bottles out of their paper bags.Â
âBetter now! Came to get day drunk with my buddy and heâs got a hot girl here! Itâs a win!â Norman laughed with a wink in Kyâs direction.
âSheâs been here all weekend, douchebag. Youâve known this.â Jeffrey joined them at the table with three glasses, shaking his head.
âOkay, yeah, but I kinda figured you would have scared her away by now.â Norman teased. He quickly dodged a slap to the back of his head by Jeffrey while he opened the bottle of brown liquor. He turned to Kylin and asked, âWhiskey, Sweetheart?â
âItâs barely noon, Noman,â Kylin replied with a quirked eyebrow.
âA double she says!â Norman barked out in an Irish accent. He poured them each a healthy glass. Kylin snorted as she picked up her glass, and Norman pushed the other into Jeffâs hand and raised his own in the air, a little bit splashing on the table.
âWhatâs the mahogany, you dick,â Jeffrey chided before he tossed his glass back and finished it in two huge gulps.
Kylin lifted her own glass and took a sip, and looked at the two men in confusion when they stared back at her.Â
âWhat?â
âI thought you were like, a professional drinker.â Norman teased.
Jeffrey huffed a laugh and shrugged his shoulders in agreement with his friend.
Kylin rolled her eyes and tilted her head back, downing all the amber liquid at once.Â
âBetter?â Kylin asked as she held the empty glass up and gave them a deadpanned look.
âI like âer, Jeff. Letâs keep her around.â Norman beamed as he threw his arms over Jeffâs shoulders and pulled him into his side.
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The night wore on, and by ten oâclock, the second bottle had been busted open and Kylin was laying on the couch drifting in and out of sleep as Norman and Jeffrey talked in the dining room.
âMan, sheâs something else,â Norman chuckled lowly, his eyes on Kylin snoring softly on the sofa.
âI think this is the first time Iâve actually outdrank her.â Jeffrey rasped jokingly as he brought his glass to his lips.Â
âEverything goinâ alright?â Norman asked after he took his own sip, giving Jeffrey a sideways glance.
âYeah, brother, everything is great so far. I feel like a fourteen year old kid, though.â Jeffrey sighed as he placed the glass on the table, âI donât wanna do anything to fuck it up, ya know?â
âI get it man, but youâre not like that anyway.â
âObviously, but Iâve seen how the shit sheâs been through can affect someone. The first time I met her she was so fucking broken and IâŚâ Jeffrey trailed off and had to blink a couple of times to keep his emotions in check.
âThatâs why she needs you, dude.â Norman replied, his head tilted slightly with his eyebrows raised, âand you need her after that crazy bitch.âÂ
âI just don't wanna push the girl into feeling like she says she did with that jackass.â
âThen donât.â Norman said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world.Â
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The next morning, they were at the airport, hangovers in full effect.Â
âUgh, whyyyy?â Kylin wined, stomping her foot as she leaned her head into Jeffreyâs sternum. They were waiting for her bags to be checked in what seemed like an endless line of fellow travelers.
âItâll be alright, sweet pea, just have a drink on the plan and get some sleep,â Jeffrey curled his long arms around her shoulders and kissed the top of her head.
It was soon time for them to say goodbye, and JEffrey engulfed her into his arms and leaned down to smother her in a passionate kiss. His tongue danced around with hers, and they explored each other's mouths with urgency. Kylin couldnât stop the tears from forming in her eyes as they clung to each other.Â
âShhh, baby doll, itâs okay. Donât cry.â He whispered as he wiped the stray tears away from her cheeks.
âI canât help it, Iâm such a pussy.â Kylin laughed, shaking her head against his chest.
âThen what the hell am I?â Jeffrey looked down at her and revealed his own watery eyes.Â
âA bigger pussy,â Kylin sniffed before giving him the last kiss she could, not knowing when she would see him again.Â
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