Neptilius

Can u pls re upload ur Jack fics? They were so good. Or can u re upload that one short fic where he lets his daughter eat gummies before dinner even tho reader said no. It was rlly cute.

omggggg yess okay it’s settled im reuploadingg

bruh fuck the retrograde, a fucking lizard ran into my room and my pussy ass is too scared to hit it with a broom 😭

Whitney Peak

how come you always end up under my blanket?

"i don't wanna hurt her feeling by throwing all this on her at once. i love what we have going on but it's not as easy as you think." jack ran his fingers through his curls out of frustration.

"if you care for her so much how come you always end up under my blanket? you haven't been on good terms with her for months jack! you know how i feel about us and you still wanna settle for less." you said as you tried your best not to cry.

"y/n please let's just drop this for now and go back to how things were." he begged.

"jack please don't do this to me, you know you don't care for her so why are you holding back on me? all you have to do is leave her and we can go back to how things have always been. just you and me." he leaned into your touch and it gave you hope that your words would change his mind.

"please? i love you and just wanna be there for you all the time without being in fear of us getting caught." your voice shaked as tears pooled your eyes.

"y/n please don't cry because of me. i'll break up with her alright? your right about me always settling for less and it's something i have to work on." he pulled you into him and pressed a soft kiss to your cheek.

"lemme wipe those tears pretty girl." you removed your face from his neck and let him wipe away your tears.

"thank you." you croaked out and layed your head on his chest.

"you don't have to thank me mama. this was something i should've done a long time ago anyway." he said rubbing your back softly.

im thinking aboutttt satoru living to embarrass you after sex.

the room was quiet except for the sound of your heavy breathing as you sat on the edge of the bed, pulling the blanket up to cover your exposed body.

satoru leaned back lazily against the headboard, his shirt discarded somewhere on the floor, his sweat-slicked chest rising and falling as he caught his breath. white hair clung to his forehead in damp strands, and his lips curled into that smug grin that always made you want to throw a pillow at him.

“you’re so annoying,” you muttered, your cheeks burning from the aftermath of the whirlwind he’d just put you through.

“me? annoying?” he tilted his head, acting innocent , though the glint in his eyes said otherwise. “you weren’t saying that when I was knuckles deep in ya, huh?” his voice was low and teasing, sending a shiver down your spine.

“satoru!” you hissed, reaching for a pillow and chucking it at his head. he caught it easily, laughing as he tossed it aside like it was nothing. “do you ever shut up?”

“not when you make those sounds,” he continued, unphased, rubbing his chin thoughtfully as though recalling every detail. “god, i can’t get enough of that squelch noise.” he even emphasized it with a pop of his lips, which earned him a glare sharp enough to cut steel.

you threw another pillow, but this time, it hit his chest with a satisfying thud. “your disgusting.”

“and you love it,” he quipped, his grin widening as he leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “don’t act all shy now. you weren’t exactly quiet about how good it felt.”

your jaw dropped, and you searched for something, anything—to say that would shut him up. but of course, he always knew how to leave you flustered and speechless. he took pride in it.

“you’re annoying,” you muttered, burying your face in your hands to hide the blush creeping up your neck.

satoru leaned closer, gently prying your hands away. “c’mon, don’t hide that cute face from me.” his tone was softer now, though the mischief in his eyes hadn’t faded completely. “you know I live for this.”

“for what? embarrassing me?” you shot back, though your voice lacked the venom you intended.

“for making you feel good,” he replied, his voice dropping an octave as he reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. “and for watching you try not to smile when I tease you.”

your lips twitched despite yourself, and he caught it instantly. “see? there it is,” he said, leaning in to press a kiss to your flushed cheek.

“you’re the worst,” you said, though it came out more like a defeated sigh than an actual insult.

“and yet, here you are.” he smirked, pulling you into his lap with ease, his arms wrapping around your waist. “admit it! you love it when i talk dirty.”

you rolled your eyes, but the warmth spreading through your chest betrayed you. “i tolerate it,” you said, trying to sound indifferent.

“liar.” he nuzzled into your neck, his breath hot against your skin. “you’re already blushing again.”

you groaned, shoving at his chest half-heartedly. “i hate you.”

“no, you don’t,” he murmured, his lips brushing against your ear. “but nice try.”

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