needy
solo jake | smut (mdni) | wc; 0.8
desc : you and jake haven't seen each other in a while that his need takes over him one night
⚠️ content : jerking off, body describing, whining, established relationship, kinda sub jake
The silence was piercing throughout the room. All that could be heard was the birds outside, the wind rustling through the branches, and Jake’s breathing. He finally had an off day after so long he just wanted to enjoy his day off. Only one thing was missing – you.
He had missed you so much since the last time he had seen you. It had been almost a week, going on two since you two last embraced each other. He missed the softness on your skin, the smell of your perfume, the way your smile lit up the room – everything about you.
Jake lays in his bed in nothing but a pair of boxers and a fitted tank top, tightly clinging to the muscles of his chest and abdomen. He flips over so he is laying on his back as he grabs his phone to begin texting you.
“Hey babe, I miss you so much. Hope you’re having a good day <3”
click He shuts his phone off as he tosses it to the side as he raises his arm to cover his eyes. He begins to imagine you and your perfect form. Your curves, your plump,pink lips, your thighs that he loved so much.
With his imagination running wild, he began to become hot and flustered. His chest began to feel tight with need as he began to slowly become hard from the mere thought of you. He moves his arm from his eyes to tease himself over his shirt, rubbing his chest, arms, and abs imagining you were right next to him doing the act.
His chest rises and falls as he feels himself up. Soft moans escape his throat as he envisions you in front of him giving him what he wants. What he needs. As he continues, the tent in his shorts becomes more evident, the thin fabric not doing much to hide his hard cock.
“y/n. fuck y/n.” With his mouth agape, his hot breath escapes his mouth, gently moaning your name as he continues to tease himself. He lowers his hand, going from his chest, to his abs, into his pants. He rubs his length above his boxers, causing his head to roll back in satisfaction.
His slow, long strokes mimic the way you play with him. He imagines your slick fingers ruining him. His chest rising and falling as his breath hitches in his throat. With sweat beading from his forehead, he quickly lowers his shorts and boxers, enough to free his hardened length from them. A loud slap echos through the room as it slaps his clothes abdomen.
He sits there for a second, panting trying to catch his breath. His face red and emotions running wild, he stares at his cock as it leaks of precum from his tip. He can feel it twitch as the cold air hits his newly exposed skin. He then licks his hand to lubricate before he slowly reaches down to grab his cock in his hand.
He wraps his fingers around his length, groaning at the pressure he feels around himself. Gentle ahh's and ughh's escape his throat as he begins rubbing himself, fisting his cock with slow, long strokes. He goes from the bottom of his shaft to his tip, bucking his hips at the satisfaction. Squinting his eyes closed, his erotic noises becoming louder, seemingly not caring if anyone could hear him anymore.
“Fuck y/n. Don’t stop, please I’m so close. Keep rubbing my cock just like that please.” His strokes become faster as the scene of you jerking him off continues to play in his head. He grabs the bottom of his shirt to put in his mouth to muffle himself. His toned stomach and deep V line exposed now while his muscles twitch as he reaches the edge of his climax.
His fingers gripping the sheets tightly as his head tilts back as if he was in a state of ecstasy. His mouth widens as his stroke fastens on himself, feeling his dick twitching in his hand. His precum becoming more evident, his muscles tightening, his core filling with heat, he finally is at his edge. He feels himself about to come as he focuses more on his tip.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, I- I’m gonna cum. Y/n. Y/n.” He muffles in his shirt. With one final stroke, white streams of his cum coat his abdomen. Loud ahh’s fill the room as his hips buck into his hand, his cock becoming sensitive to his touch so much so he couldn’t move. He rides out his high slowly, wanting to feel this as long as possible.
After some time he finally comes down. He removes his shirt to not get it dirty as he gets up to clean himself off. Afterwards, he checks his phone to see a notification from you.
“I miss you too !! I’ll try to stop by soon :)”
He goes to lay back down, thinking about you until he falls asleep.
