#switch!jude

By the time you and Jude got back to the villa, the sun was starting to go down.

The whole day had felt slow in the best way.

No rushing, nowhere to be, no one waiting for either of you. It was strange, honestly. After the wedding everything had been so busy. Family, friends, the afterparty, the travelling. It had all gone by so fast that neither of you had a second to stop.

Now it was just the two of you.

Married.

Even thinking it still felt weird.

—

You stood in front of the mirror tending to your hair after your shower, wearing one of Jude’s shirts while he lay on the bed behind you, fresh out the shower too, scrolling on his phone with damp hair and a towel low around his waist.

You looked at your hand for a second, turning it so your ring caught the light.

—

It was mental to think about

Three days ago you had been standing in front of him, trying not to cry while he smiled at you like he was trying not to do the same.

It still didn’t feel real —

“You alright?” Jude asked.

You looked over at him, caught a bit of guard. “Yeah.”

He was watching you now.

“You’ve gone all quiet.”

You smiled a little. “Just thinking.”

“Right...”

You rolled your eyes and then looked out to the terrace. “Jude do you wanna try out the hot tub?”

Jude looked over too. “Now?”

“Yeah. We haven’t even been in it yet.”

He thought for a second, then shrugged. “Alright.”

You grinned and disappeared to get changed.

When you came back out in your bikini, Jude was standing by the bed now, pulling on his swim shorts.

He looked up at you and froze for a second.

You smiled at how strange he was. “What?”

He shook his head, laughing quietly. “Nothing.”

“It's literally just us two come on.” you replied with a teasing smile.

He walked over and put his hands on your waist. “You look really nice in this.”

You laughed. “Thank you.”

His hands stayed there a second longer than they needed to.

Even now, after being together for so long, after literally marrying him, he still looked at you like that.

Like he was still a bit shocked you were his.

—

The hot tub was already warm when you got outside.

You got in first, sinking into the water with a sigh while Jude got in after you.

You sat on the opposite side at first.

He stared at you.

“What?” you asked credulously.

He shook his head. “Why are you over there?”

You laughed. “There’s room isn't there?.”

“Come here.”

You slid over and he pulled you straight against him, your back against his chest, his arms around your waist under the water.

“That’s better,” he said.

The water bubbled around you while the sky got darker above.

It was quiet, but not awkward.

Just peaceful.

Jude played with your hair, twisting the ends around his fingers and moving it back over your shoulder.

You rested your head against him, it seemed like for the first time in ages, he felt completely relaxed.

No football. No people asking for photos. No training. No stress. Just you.

"You seem suspiciously happy mate..." you said, looking up at him. He laughed softly, the standing out against the bubbling of the water.

"I don't know mate, I think it's because I got married."

You smiled, your fingers tightening slightly over his where they rested against your hand. "True."

His chin dropped to rest against your hair, and you felt him exhale slowly, like he was still catching up to the reality of it. "It still feels mad doesn't it?"

You looked down at where his fingers were laced through yours, thumb brushing absently over your knuckles. "Yeah."

He kissed the side of your neck, slow and deliberate, his lips lingering just a second too long to be casual as he mumbled against your neck. "Best day of my life."

That made your chest go tight, so you turned a little, just enough to hide how flustered you suddenly felt. "You're being soft, Jude."

He smiled against your skin. "Only because it's you."

You leaned in and kissed him slowly, and at first it stayed that way — warm and unhurried. But then his hand moved from your waist up your side, fingers pressing into you like he needed something to hold onto, and the whole thing changed.

His mouth pressed harder against yours, like he'd been holding himself back all day and had finally stopped bothering to try. You shifted until you were facing him properly, legs tangling with his beneath the water, the heat of it was nothing compared to the way his hands were moving now — one sliding to the small of your back, the other cupping your jaw like he wanted to feel you say the next thing.

"Wow, Jude, this is a bit bold isn't it," you teased against his mouth, breathless already.

"Yeah well, I'm pretty sure we can do whatever we want now, can't we," he murmured back, drunk on the feeling of you pressed flush against him.

When you pulled back to catch your breath, his eyes stayed fixed on your mouth like he hadn't finished with it yet. "You know," he said quietly, thumb tracing slow circles against your skin, "I've barely had you to myself since the wedding."

You smiled, a little smug. "You married me."

"Exactly."

His hand slid into your hair then, tipping your head back trailing his lips down your neck eliciting a gasp from your through, he smiled against you the bastard.

"I'm your husband now aren't I?" Jude murmured, slowly sucking against your throat.

"Yes, you are." You replied breathily as the vibrations of his voice travelling to your core.

He smirked at this, getting a bit bolder now and biting at the spot that he's been slowly devouring.

"Fucking hell Jude!" You exclaimed, gripping onto his hair.

He pulled himself off you, his lips now pinkish and spit slicken, and stared at the sight of you before him. "You are so beautiful you know."

You bit back a smile trying to hide the effect that his words had on you, but he saw right through it and pulled you towards him causing the water to get very disturbed.

"Jude!" you giggled at the sudden movement, "Behave idiot."

"It's a bit hard not to when I have my wife in front of me like this." Jude's eyes hazed a little.

You took advantage of his lack of control and shoved him against the edge of the hot tub, "You're so corny." The image in front of your eyes was addictive, his chiseled body, tented shorts, the way his lips were swollen and his eyes were drunk. You decided to prove that he was yours.

"Lay back," You said softly, pushing him against the wall of the hot tub with your finger.

He did as you said, eyes locked onto yours as you straddled him hips and wrapped your arms around his neck. He then immediately parted his lips, letting your tongue to slip inside as you tasted him.

Your breathes mingled as you both bumped noses, "Jude," you said pulled back slightly so your forehead was against him.

He just looked at you with dilated eyes, his body flushed and lips wet and parted, "Y—yea?"

You pressed your lips to his quickly and tilted his head back with your fingers, exposing his neck to you. As you edged your mouth closer to his jaw you paused, letting your breath soften slightly against his pulse point.

He looked down at you with pleading eyes, his heartbeat erratic against your hand on his chest, "I love you reader." he whispered.

You pressed a haste kiss against his jaw and then to his lips, before returning to his jaw, kitten licking the area with your tongue like an in advance apology before slowly mouthing against it. His breath stuttered against your as he realised what you were doing.

The stinging sensation vibrated through his body as his right hand came up from your waist to gently grasping you hair, as you bit down he gasped slightly, eyes closed as the mixture of pain and pleasure grew onto him.

You soothed the new darkening mark on his jaw with your tongue as your lips dragged downwards to his untouched neck.

A trail of reddening bruises slow bloomed across his neck as you worked you way down. God he looked so pretty like this, like he was yours.

As you pulled back to admire your handiwork he pulled you back into him by your waist and flipped you around, now it was you who's back was against the wall of the hot tub, now he was straddling your lap, his hardness pressing into your hip.

Jude immediately started peppering kisses across your exposed neck, his mouth finally landed against your collarbone. Your brain short-circuited as his teeth gently bit into the skin, his tongue coming out in intervals to sooth the ache as if to apologise.

He sucked harder until there was a darkening shape on your collar bone, as you looking down at the sight you couldn't help but see how visually untouched he was, his erection straining out of his shorts, it was only fair to help him out right?

Your fingers traced down his water slicken body, his abs tensing under the gentle graze of your nails. He looked at you with need as he claimed your lips in a deep kiss.

Your hand followed his happy trail, dipping into the waistband of his shorts, his cock twitching in excitement like he was waiting for this.

Your hand felt along the velvety length causing him to stutter against your lips which he only did when he was desperate.

"Jude you're so hard." you teased, nose bumping his and you looked into each other's eyes, His pupils were dilated.

You grazed your thumb on his tip smearing the bead of precum that had formed all over his cock, the sensation releasing a shaky exhale from him.

You started to stroke him, the bubbles of the water clouding your vision from above.

Jude’s noises were muffled by your mouth, “Fuck — your always so so good —”

His hips started rutting into your hand, the sight of your wedding rings glistening through the water on his cock was disorienting his mind.

After a few more strokes he finally came, white hot spurts shooting out of his slit as he rode the wave out, in the hot tub, but that was a problem for later.

Jude looked into your eyes, his glassy, and wide, “I love you so much baby.”

“I love you too”

“It’s your turn then isn’t it?”

Before you could clock what he meant his hand immediately trailed down your wet curves into the water, palming your ass as he leaned in to kiss your neck slowly with fervour.

“Jude…” you breathed.

He continued his ministrations on your neck as his hand edged your bikini bottoms down. His fingers slipping between your folds.

Even though you were in water he could feel the wetness of your core, “Your my wife now, and I’m your husband.

The soft gasp that culminated from you made him smile against your neck. His index finger now slipping into your hole slowly. He pulled away from and you crouched down slightly, his eyes fixated on your as he pulled your bottoms completely off.

The visual was a stark contrast to how he was just moments earlier with his eyes pleading and watering.

He started to thrust his finger in you slightly faster eliciting soft sounds from your tongue.

“Jude can you — faster?” You asked quietly as your brows furrowed in pleasure.

“Of course I can.”

His fingers picked up the pace, his other hand coming down to nudge your clit.

The sensation became sweet as his fingers slipping between hit that same spot in you whilst his thumb was toying with your bundle of nerves causing you to start riding his hands.

To him this sight was something he would never get enough of, your eyes shut, brows furrowed, puffy lips slightly parted but silent like you couldn’t coordinate a response.

“I’m close baby — fuck”

You whimpers only egged him if as he sped up the pace slightly, your hands grabbing his hair will full force, a feeling that he very much enjoyed.

Your body started convulsing as you came, breath staggered, the waves of the orgasm washing over you slowly.

After you rode out on his finger he pulled it out, the sudden emptiness bringing you back to reality.

The hot tub slightly cloudy with cum, your bikini bottoms in the water, Jude’s cock hardening against your thigh.

Jude gave you a cheeky look, “Maybe we should take this inside?”

You smiling back, reaching into the water for your bottoms, “Yea maybe we should…”

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