#jakewebber9

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Jake’s hands held onto your hips as he backed you up into his room, kicking the door shut behind him and reaching back to lock it.

His lips never leaving yours.

You giggle as he lifts you up, his hands squeezing your ass as he walks you over to the bed. His body hovers over yours, your legs still hooked around his waist as your hand runs through his hair.

He trails the kisses down your neck and you let out a moan as he bites and sucks a mark into your skin.

He groans lowly as you tug on his hair, reaching down with your other hand to bunch your dress up, “Please.”

Jake pushes himself up, lifting his tank up and off his body before reaching down to spread your legs open wider. His bottom lip pulls between his teeth as he looks from your soaked panties up to your face.

He smirks, “Take’em off.”

You bend your legs up, lifting your hips from the bed as you slide the fabric down over your legs.

He doesn’t miss a beat, moving to place his head between your thighs and licking a stripe up your needy core, “Fuck, you taste so good.”

You let out a moan, your hips bucking as your hand flings to the back of his head, “Fuck, Jake.” Your back arches upward as his lips close around your clit, earning a gasp from you.

Your fingers lace through his hair, tugging and pulling at his hair, “Oh fuck, Jake.” Your eyes roll back as he tilts his head down, slipping his tongue into you.

Your legs lock around his head, moan after moan rolling from your tongue.

His fingertips dig into your hips, pulling you as close as he can get you.

“F-fuck, fuck. D-don’t stop.” You throw your head back, your hand slamming down onto the bed and gripping the blanket below you for leverage as you feel yourself getting closer and closer, “I-I- yesyesyes.”

You roll your hips, “fuuuck.”

He’s quick to replace his tongue with two of his fingers, moving his mouth back up to suck your clit.

“Shit, shit, yes. Fuck.” You look down at him, your jaw falling slack as you’d watch his tongue draw circles on the sensitive nub.

He glances up at you, locking eyes as his fingers thrust in and out. He picks his head up, his fingers still moving, “Gonna cum for me?”

You nod your head quickly, propping yourself up on your elbows, “Yes, yes. Fuck.”

He drops his head back down, his tongue continuing to paint circles.

You fall back, your hand moving to slip into his hair, pulling as you feel yourself coming undone for him.

Back off the bed, heels digging into his upper back, hand pulling the dark locks on his head, and loud moans ripping from your throat as he guides you through your high.

You feel his fingers slip out and he sits up, undoing his jeans before quickly pushing them and his boxers down his thighs.

He leans down, his lips connecting to yours as he fights to kick them off. Propping himself up on his forearm, he reaches down with his other hand and drags the head of his cock against your aching slit.

You move your hips, reaching up to grab the sides of his neck. You freeze, your grip tightening as you feel him slip in.

He looks down at you, almost like he’s shocked this is happening, “Fucking hell.” He slams his lips onto yours, thrusting into you, which earns a gasp from both of you.

Your arms slide around his neck and his hand slides up your body, pulling down your dress to reveal your bare boobs.

You moan loudly, not giving a fuck about who hears, “Feels so good, baby.” You lift your head, connecting your lips to his.

His hand moves between each one of your boobs, squeezing and kneading each one, “You feel so good.” He mumbles lowly, “So fucking good, baby.”

Your nails drag across his back, leaving red trails as they go, “J-Jake, Jake, fuckfuckfuck.” Your back arches, chest pressed against his as your walls squeeze his cock, “I-“

Your words were replaced by a constant string of moans. The pleasure was scrambling your brain, along with the alcohol, all you could do was make noise.

“So fuckin’ pretty.” Jake’s lips crash into yours, “You close, baby?”

You nod, tilting your head back as he moves to kiss down it again, “U-uh huh.”

“God you sound so beautiful, too.” He nips your ear, kissing back to your lips. Your nails sink into his shoulders as your walls close around him, reaching desperately for another release.

“I want you to cum for me.”

“Cum for me, baby.”

His voice was just enough for that tight band in your stomach to snap. Your legs tighten around his waist and the room is filled with moan after moan.

He fucks you through your high, guiding you through it with such roughness, you felt like you could cum again, “I- fu-“

You whine in place of your words, your nails adding more lines to the artwork on his back, “Fuck, babe.” He moans, his thrusts growing sloppy by the second, “Where.. where do you want me?”

“Pull out.” You whisper, your lip pulling between your teeth, “Or don’t, I don’t care.”

He smirks, shaking his head as he presses his lips to yours. You feel his hips pulls back, his cock slipping out of you and finally, his cum land on the inside of your thigh.

He leans his head back, looking down at you as he whispers, “You’re not going to regret this tomorrow, are you?”

You rock your head side to side, “No, are you?”

“Fuck no.” He laughs and sits up, “Hold on.” He gets up, walking over to grab something to wipe you off with. You watch as he cleans you up before sitting up, “Where are my-“ you lean, grabbing your panties from the floor, “Found them.”

Jake stands up, putting his clothes back on as he watches you fix your dress, “Ready to go back out and party some more?”

You give him a smile and nod, “Let’s go.”

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The day after Jake and Johnnie’s party, was the beginning to your schedule being jam packed full for the next few weeks.

You had photoshoots, talk shows, videos to shoot and guest appear on.

You barely had time to think, let alone time for yourself since you were always traveling place to place with someone.

Each time you did have a second to think, your mind would go back to the night you spent with Jake.

You and him have talked about what happened, now it’s like an inside joke between the two of you, so you can’t help but giggle every time you do think of it. You weren’t planning to do it again, but if the chance were to ever arise again, neither of you were opposed to turning it down.

You were scrolling through your phone on set of the commercial you were shooting when your assistant, Gia, comes walking in, “Sorry I’m late!”

You spin your chair, resting your phone in your lap, “No worries.” You give her a smile, “Was it traffic?”

“No, no. My period decided to make a surprise appearance and I had nothing packed for it. I thought I had my little case with stuff in it, but I must have left it at home on my bed.”

You furrow your brows, “Yeah, that does suck. Did you..” you pull your phone up, clicking into your period app, “Um, did you end up getting stuff?”

You stare at the screen, reading the words, Your period is six days late, over and over again.

“Yeah that why I’m late, I had to wad up toilet paper and go down to the drugstore and get a box of tampons.” She stops, “Are you okay?”

You lock your phone, swallowing as you nod, “Yeah, yeah. I just got asked to come on a podcast. Just more stress added to the mess, right?”

“You can say no. You do know that right?” She laughs slightly, “You’re human, too.”

“Yeah, yeah.” You nod, “I think I might. I can feel my patience wearing thin with all of this traveling and not being able to be home.”

“If they left an email, send it to me and I’ll decline it for you.” She smiles and looks around, “I’m going to go find the director of this thing and get this show on the road so you can get out of here.”

You nod, unlocking your phone again and going over the tracker.

You were in disbelief. Your period was always on time, rarely ever late.

Stress, it’s just stress, you think to yourself, stress can cause periods to be late.. right?

You shake your head, your heart skipping a beat as you see a text from Jake appear at the top of your screen, Good luck with today’s commercial. You’re going to crush it like you always do!

You smile slightly as you type back, Thanks, waiting for the director to come get me. Kinda nervous.

You send that message and type out another one, Hey, when we get back, we need to talk.

You stare at the words but end up deleting them as you shake your head. You felt your eyes start to burn from the potential tears and you spin around to the mirror to stop them from falling and ruining your makeup.

“Y/n.”

You jump at Gia’s voice and spin around, “Are they ready?”

She gives you a nod and tilts her head, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” You take a deep breath and force a smile, “I’m good, let’s do this.”

You follow her to set and get the ball rolling, but the whole time you were supposed to be focused on the commercial, your mind was elsewhere.

“Y/n?” The director waves his hand, “You with us?”

“Yeah, yes.” You sit up straighter, “I’m here.”

He nods, “Okay, so you’re going to hold up the bottle of perfume, spritz it and say your line, got it?”

You nod, “Bottle up, push down, words. Yes.”

He nods again, looking around at everyone before calling action. You lift the bottle up, pushing down on the stop, “No elegance is possible without perfume.”

“Cut! That was perfect!” The director claps and you smile, setting down the bottle of perfume, “Thanks.” You walk over to the camera and watch them play it back.

Jake was right, you did crush it.

Jake.

Your heart starts to race and you look around for a chair to sit down in. You take a few deep breathes and Gia walks over, “Have you eaten today?”

You look up at her, “No, I think that’s my problem.” You laugh slightly and she rolls her eyes with a laugh, “Y/n.”

“I know, I know. I need to eat, it’s important, blah blah blah.” You laugh, covering up your anxiousness, “we can go after this. We only have one more thing to do, right?”

She nods, “Yes. Should be quick and easy, you just have to walk a few steps, turn and they’ll zoom in on the perfume bottle in your hand.”

“Great.” You stand up, “Let’s just get this done and over with.”

“Can I- if it doesn’t overstep, are you really okay? Besides being hungry? You just seem really off today, off camera at least.”

“Can we not talk about this here?”

She nods, “Yes, of course. I’m sorry if-“

“No, no. I just.. this isn’t a conversation for everyone here to hear, you know?”

She nods, “Totally get that. I’ll see if we can get things going and then we can go.” She walks away and soon enough you’re called to stage.

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As soon as you get to the car, you look at her, “Can you buy me a pregnancy test or two?”

She stares at you, kind of shocked, “Y-yeah, yeah. Do you want to go now?”

“We can eat first. If I don’t eat I might pass out and if I am pr-“ you sigh, unable to say the word, “If I am.. I need to eat anyway, so.”

“Where would you like to go?”

You pick up food on the way to the drug store. You stayed out in the car to eat while Gia went inside.

As soon as she walks out of the doors with the bag in her hands, you felt like you could puke.

“I got you four. I got two digital and two regular line ones.” She says as she closes her door, “You still okay?”

You nod, “I just.. I’m going to be honest, this is a shock to me.” You laugh, “It was one night, one.. drunken night that really didn’t mean anything and now it could potentially cost me a friendship.”

“Oh.” She raises her brows, “It’s one of those situations.”

You slowly nod, raising your brows, “It’s one of those situations.” You tilt your head, “I mean, it’s not weird between us, we have talked about it and now it’s kind of like an inside joke, but at the same time, I don’t think either one of us thought this would happen.”

“Have you had any symptoms of it?” She glances over at you as she drives, “Like have you felt sick or anything?”

“No, nothing, but isn’t that weird? Like aren’t I supposed to have symptoms?” You take a sip of your drink and she shrugs, “Not necessarily, some women go weeks without having any kind of symptoms at all. My sister, when she had my nephew, she didn’t find out until almost her second trimester.”

“That’s crazy. Like I’ve heard stories about people not even knowing they were pregnant until giving birth but like, I don’t know.”

“It’s different when it’s you going through this, but hey. We don’t even know if that’s the case. You’re getting yourself worked up over nothing.”

Your phone vibrates in your lap and you let out a sigh, “Fuck, it’s the potential baby daddy.” You let out a laugh as you slide to answer, “Hey, Jake.”

“Hey! How’d it go?”

“Pretty well actually. They said it’ll be out within the next week, but they’re send me the video as soon as it’s done, so I’ll get to see it first.”

“I want the link. I need to see how good you crushed this shit.” Jake laughs, “When will you be home?”

“Um, probably within the next day or two, but I have the other talk show and then a few photoshoots to do. I should be free within the next week or so.”

“Alright, I want to do a car stream with you, I keep getting comments about when they’re doing to see you next and I want to deliver.”

You tilt your head, “Yeah, definitely plan it. I’ll look at my schedule when I get back to the hotel and I’ll text you.”

“Sounds good.” Jake pauses, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m good. Why?”

“You haven’t really been texting and I just want to make sure that we’re still good from-“

You cut him off, “Please, that doesn’t both me. You know I’d do it again.” You laugh to cover the nervousness and he laughs, too, “I mean, we can plan that too if you-“

“Jake.” You laugh, letting out a sigh, “I gotta go. I’m back at the hotel.”

“Alright, talk later.” He laughs and you roll your eyes with a slight smile, “Talk later.”

You hang up and look at Gia, “It’s Jake!?”

“Shut up!” You cover your face with your hands, “Don’t, do that. Don’t.” You look at her and she raises her hands, “I’m just.. not surprised, okay. I’ve been waiting for the day you guys come out as a couple.”

“Do we really act like that?”

She scoffs, “with the way that you two look at each other.. I’m shocked no one else has said anything.” She grabs the bag, “Now come on. Let’s go find out if you’re freaking out over something or nothing.”

You make your way up to the hotel room, walking in and snatching the bag from her hand, “can you come with me. I’m scared.”

“Right behind you.” She laughs and follows you into the bathroom.

You grab the first box and open it up.

“Oh wait. I’ll go get a cup so you can do them all at once.” Gia walks out and you stand there, anxiously picking at the cardboard until she returns.

You take it, moving to sit down on the toilet while holding the cup under you. You tried to pee, but nothing, “I think I’m nervous.”

“Here.” She turns the tap on, “Try this.”

It worked.

You lean over, setting the cup down on the counter and finishing up before moving to wash your hands. You dip the first stick in, then the second, then the third, then the fourth.

You step back, turning around to face the wall, “Oh my god. I can’t look.”

“You should. The line ones are already dark as hell.”

“Huh!?” You whip around, flying to the counter and you feel your soul leave your body, “Oh my god.” You whisper, barely audible, “Oh.. my god.”

“Hey, hey. It’s okay.” She takes your hand, “Look at me.” She nods when you look at her, “It’s okay. It’s okay. It’s going to be okay.”

You swallow, “Oh my god.”

“Why don’t you go out and sit on the couch, lay down for a little bit.” She opens the bathroom door and leads you out to the couch, “You’re good. I promise.”

“Let me know what the other ones say.” You lay down, laying your hand over your face, “Oh my god.”

You felt like you were in shock. Your mind absolutely racing about what Jake is going to say, what he might do.

He may lose it, he may want nothing to do with you.

He may be happy, he might want you to not leave his side.

Your mind kept bouncing back and forth between the options and you felt like you were spinning.

“They’re both positive.” She says as she walks out of the bathroom, “What do you want to do, do you want to call J-“

“No!” You cut her off, “No, no. This.. this is something I want, need to do in person.”

She nods, “Alright. Okay. If you need to cancel anything, let me know and I’ll do it as discreetly as I can.”

You nod, “I think-“ you sit up, “I think, I’m going to be sick.” You get up and run to the bathroom, and lo and behold, you were.

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You pushed through the week after finding out, but this week, you couldn’t do it. You were slammed with morning sickness, you were bloated to what felt like the max extent, you just felt terrible overall.

You had Gia cancel everything, saying you had the flu or some sort of bug you caught on one of your previous trips.

You’ve been lying to everyone about where you were at, saying how Paris was so beautiful this time of year, but the only view of Paris you had was the photo of the Eiffel Tower hanging on your bedroom wall.

“Hey.” Gia gently taps on the door, “Are you feeling alright?” She walks around sits on your bed, “Y/n.”

You look up at her and she furrows her brows, “You look pale. Have you drank anything, ate anything?”

You shake your head, “I haven’t gotten out of bed since..” you look at the clock on your wall, “Six this morning?”

“Y/n, honey. You need-“ she stops talking as you sit up, leaning over to puke into your small garbage can, “Okay.” She holds your hair back, “Man this hit you hard. Maybe you should-“

“Can you take me to the er. I want to get an ultrasound, make sure everything is okay.”

She nods, “Yeah, come on.”

The ride to the hospital is silent as you talked yourself into not throwing up in her car.

Once you arrive to the hospital, you walk in, hood up, sunglasses on and you quietly tell the front desk lady that you don’t want any attention drawn.

She nods, walking you into the triage room to take your vitals and everything. She asks you the questions and you answer them, filling her in on the last few weeks.

They get you back into a room, do the routine examination, and then it’s time to go for an ultrasound.

As you’re laying on the table, you can’t help but feel like something was off. Nothing bad, but you just felt like there was just something else coming.

“Alright, let’s get a look here and- oh!”

“Oh? Oh what?” You lift your head and the tech looks at you, “You did know you were pregnant, right?”

You nod, “Yeah? I tested like two weeks ago. All four came up positive right away.”

“Hmm, okay. Um, is this the first ultrasound that you’ve had with this pregnancy?” She looks at you and you nod, “It is.”

She turns the screen towards you, still keeping the wand on your belly, “So.. there is two babies right here.”

“T-two?” You sit up slightly and she points to the screen, “So here’s baby A. And then over here to the left is baby B.”

“Two babies?!”

You felt like you were going to pass out, “Oh Jesus Christ.” You lay back down, your arm folding over your eyes, “Two.. babies?”

“Yes, ma’am. Two babies.”

You take a deep breath, “Okay. Okay.” You take another deep breath, “This is not what I expected, I don’t know what thing I did, but this.. was not it.”

“Getting the news of twins is not an easy thing. Is the father in the picture by chance?”

You nod, “I mean, he’s a friend who I drunkenly slept with like a month, little over a month ago.” You sigh, “I’m going to tell him.. I promise I just..” you scoff, “I think I just need to process this before I do.”

“Do you have anyone here?”

“Yeah, my assistant is here with me. She’s in my room waiting for me.” You shake your head, “Oh my god.”

“I’ll take you back, I think they’re going to give you fluids and then you’ll be sent home.”

You nod, “Thank you.“

She takes you back to your room and Gia stands up, “Everything okay?”

You nod, “uh huh. Just perfect. Wonderful. Everything you can possibly imagine.” She walks over, “Okay. You’re freaking out, what happened?”

“Twins.” You blurt out, “Not one baby. But two babies are in there just making themselves cozy and I-“

“Okay. Okay. Deep breath. Deep breath.”

You close your eyes, taking a few slow breathes, “What the fuck am I going to do?” You ask calmly as you look up at her. She runs her hand over your hair, “You’re going to tell Jake so you aren’t doing this alone, okay?”

“Yeah, yeah.” You rest your head back, “Yeah.”

The nurse comes in and gives you fluids, and after an hour or so, you’re being discharged. You change and exit the hospital and make your way back to your house.

As you’re sitting out in the car with Gia, you take a deep breath, “I’ll tell Jake to come pick me up.”

“Good, good.” She nods, “Do you feel okay to go anywhere? I can stay until he comes.”

“I think I’ll have him buy me food, I am pretty hungry now, but I also have to pee.” You laugh slightly and bring your phone up, “Okay.”

You call Jake, and he answers within the first few rings, “Well look who it is. I didn’t expect to hear from you, little miss busy bee. Whats up?”

You laugh slightly, “Yeah, Jake, about that. I need you to come pick me up.”

He’s silent for a second, “You know I can’t just..drive to Paris right?”

“From my house. I’m not in Paris.” You sigh, “I’ll explain it then, just.. don’t tell anyone you’re coming to get me.”

“Um, yeah. Okay. I’ll be right there. Do you need anything?”

“We can go for food once you get me?” You look over at Gia and she smiles, giving you a nod. You look back out the window and sigh, “Thank you.”

“Yeah, no problem. I’m leaving no-“ he stops when Johnnie yells, “Where are you going?”

“None of your fucking business.” Jake yells back, failing to stifle back laughter, “I’ll be back in a little.”

“I’m hanging up now.”

“Not if I be-“

You hang up, laughing slightly as you rest your head back, “Fuck, okay.”

Gia reaches over and takes your hand, “It’ll be okay. Jake might be in shock at first, but he won’t leave you stranded.”

“I know, it’s just..” you pause, trying not to cry, “It’s scary.”

She nods, “It is. But you’ll get through it.. I promise.”

You get out, walking into the house so you can go to the bathroom before you leave with Jake. Once you finish, you walk out to the living room, sitting down on the couch.

“Did they give you pictures?” Gia asks and you nod, “Oh, shit. Yes.” You pull the ultrasound from your hoodie pocket and hand them to her, “That’s baby A and then right there is baby B.”

“They’re already the cutest little things ever.” She laughs slightly, “I know this is scary now, but I’m so happy for you.”

You nod, “The longer it sits with me, the happier I’m becoming.”

You get a text from Jake saying he’s here and you sigh, “I’ll keep you posted. You can hang out here until I get back or whatever.”

She nods, “I have some stuff to do, but I’ll have my phone on me.”

You nod and walk out to Jake’s car, taking a deep breath before getting in, “Hi.” You look over at him and he furrows his brows, “I don’t- please don’t take this the wrong way, but you don’t look so good.”

“I know, I don’t feel it either.” You laugh slightly and he tilts his head, “Are you sick or, did you catch a bug? Why aren’t you in Paris?”

“One question at a time, Jake. But first, can we get food, I’m starving.” You buckle up and he nods, “You tell me where and I’ll take you there.”

You smile, “Thank you.”

After getting food, you drive to a spot and park, “So.” You start out, “I just want to start off by saying I am so sorry.”

Jake tilts his head, “For?”

“I’ve been home all week.”

He furrows his brows, “You’re apologizing to me because you wanted to spend a week along after working non stop for five or six or whatever weeks? That’s not something you need to apologize for, y/n.”

“No that-“ you sigh, “When I was in New York shooting that commercial, I found out something and I just-“ you take a deep breath, “I’m pregnant, Jake.”

He stares at you, slowly pointing to himself as his brows raise upward.

You nod, “Mhm.”

“From..” he draws an arch with his finger and you nod, “Mhm. Haven’t been with anyone else since.. you, but that’s not-“

“We’re having a baby?” He looks around, “We’re having a baby.” He looks at you, a smile growing on his face and you nod, “Yeah, but Jake, I-“

“No, y/n, we can do this. Okay?” He looks out the window, taking a deep breath, “I promise you. I’ll get my shit together and-“

“There’s two.”

(A/n: I saved this picture just so I can give reference as to what Jake’s reaction looks like LMAO)

He stops, slowly turning his head towards you, “Two.. what?”

“Babies.” You stare back at him, pulling the ultrasound from your hoodie pocket, “Two. Babies. Two.”

He holds his stare, not daring to move a muscle.

“Jake..” you blink, “Hey, can you..” you wave a hand in front of his face, “Say something. Anything. A noise. Something.”

You take a deep breath, your voice going up higher, “Please.. I’m starting to freak out here.”

“Two..” he whispers, “T-twins?”

You nod, “Yeah, look.” You extend your arm over, holding the ultrasound in front of him, “Baby A, and..” You point, “..Baby B.”

“T-two.. babies..” Jake slowly takes the ultrasound, “Twins. We’re.. having.. twins.”

“Yes, Jake. Two babies, twins. Twins, two babies. Two for the price of one..” You swallow, trying not to cry, “I-I understand if you-“

“Don’t.. even finish that sentence.” He turns towards you in his seat, reaching out to cup your face, “Listen to me. We are going to be okay. I know this is scary, and kind of weird..” he tilts his head, giving it a shake before looking back at you, “But we’re going to be fine.”

“You mean you’re not-“

He leans in, pressing his lips to yours, “I’m not going anywhere without you or our babies.”

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I hope it’s good, I wrote this on maybe a full 40 minutes of sleep 🥲 I love you all. Thank you for reading! 🖤 Catch you in the next one!