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Short blurb, nothing insane

First time posting my work, I'm up for requests btw for jacob or other characters

Dirty Habits... Jacob Alden x Reader

Jacob Alden.

Jacob, Alden.

One of your new neighbors, you recently moved into a nice little neighborhood in texas, a change of scenery you said. It's been nice, you have a job you enjoy working at despite the long shifts that extended into your afternoon, but hey, the pay was nice!

Jacob has been showing up at your front door semi regularly with your mistaken packages on his front porch ever since you moved in. You always chopped up the packages just being misplaced due to you living only a couple houses down. Since then you and Jacob have met on random occasions, almost too perfect to be true!

You didn't seem to just realize how often he seemed to appear, just so happens to work at your local grocery store- or at the park sometimes whenever you try going out. Small things like that.

You never imagined he learned you're entire schedule, from work to what you did in your personal life.

Right now he was hunched over in your room, glancing at all your items scattered about. You wouldn't be home for hours at this point, since you were working. He personally loved seeing how your room gradually grew every time he visited your home since he became attached, your personality oozing into the walls.

"Making yourself comfortable..." He mumbled to himself, before his eyes landed on your clothes pile. It's been a while since he's been in your house, looking through your special clothes. He didn't even remember getting down on his knees in front of it, only coming back to his thoughts when he was mid fist in your clothes.

"How cute." He felt himself smile at the sight, all while breathing shakily when he pulled out a pair of lace panties from your dirty laundry pile. Who did you wear these for? You barely left your house whenever you weren't working, and he's never seen you sport them whenever he checks the cameras of your home. God, did you even know how fucking crazy you made him? Wearing such panties so causally, like a dirty little—

Before he could even think he brought them up to his face, balling them up against his nose while he leaned back on his feet. He let out a pathetic whimper while palming himself, feeling how achey his cock was over just your panties. Fuck. he felt his hips jerk clumsily against his hand before his tongue dragged over the fabric, before he quickly yanked the panties away and stuffed them in his back pocket. No time to mess around in your room.

His breathing was trembling at this point, licking his lips before abruptly standing up from your dirty hamper pile, and carefully put all the clothes back in. He couldn't afford to have you find out about his.... "hobbies". Who knows how you would've reacted. Probably hate him if anything. He patted his ass pocket securely, making sure your panties were in there, before he started heading back through the house to your back door. You didn't have cameras thankfully, and he just so happened to graciously have one of your own house keys he acquired during one of his explorations of your home when first moving in. He would've gone through a window or something, but the idea of someone else coming into your house that wasn't him made him change his approach on how he broke in.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard the front door open. Your keys jingling while you audibly sighed when walking in, complaining loudly to yourself. Something along the lines of, "being so forgetful," His heart practically dropped into his ass. He could NOT afford to be caught. Not by you. Instinctively, without really thinking, whipped the back door open (far too noticeably than he'd usually like), snuck through it and quietly closed the door before locking it behind him, then left without a trace. Albiet shaking, but still left without being caught by his unknowing beloved.

Maybe he needs to revise your schedule and when to break into your house....

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