《why don't we smuts *not a lot of sexual scenes, more cute*》Fortnite ~ Jack Avery x Reader
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This was typical for Jack. He was your boyfriend of six months and you both loved eachother dearly. Although, right now , you weren't so sure. You were going to stay the night over Jacks. You came over in grey joggers and one of his sweatshirts. Just ready go to sleep with your lover. You were already having a bad day and just wanted jack to cuddle you all night. The way over was silent. The red lights were getting on your nerves. The honking in LA traffic was giving you a headache.
Getting to the boys house was a breath of fresh air. You got out of your car. Taking a deep breath. You walked up the sidewalk. Waiting for a answer to the door you just knocked on. Jonah opened it. "Hey, Jack did not mention you were coming over. I missed you." Jonah let you inside. Hugging you around your shoulders. You hugged his torso. "I missed you too Jo. Where are the other boys?" You let go and Jonah led you into the living room.
"No way. I didn't think I would be seeing you. This is crazy." Corbyn got up from his seat. Coming over to you. Surprised you came over so late. Giving you a hug. Lifting your legs off of the ground. You laughed. He let you down. "Hey bean, I missed you. Where are the other three?" Once you asked the question Daniel walked out of the kitchen. Stuffing his mouth with food.
His eyes went wide seeing you. He came over to you. Chewing fast. Swallowing faster. "What? How did I not know you were coming? How have you been?" He hugged you tightly. Squeezing your shoulders once before letting you go. Keeping a arm thrown over your shoulders; waiting for your answer. "Ive been a hot mess like always. You know, when am I not." The boys chuckled knowing how hard you work. That when you heard foot steps coming down the stairs behind you.
Throwing your head over your shoulder seeing Zach slide on his socks over to you guys. "Could it be the one and only girl thats aloud in here? Come hug me." He opened his arms. You excepted. Zach was like your kid and he knew it. You held him to you. "Hi Zach, Whats up kiddo?" He shook his head at you. Laughing you off. "Not that I don't love you guys , but im here for my loving boyfriend who isn't down here. So where is he?" You looked at the boys who shrugged.
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"I just got done playing with him. Hes on a streak right now. You could see him , but you might have a better time down here." Zach spoke up. You thought about it. You haven't seen Jack in a while so you decided to try your chances. You waved to the boys heading to his room. You could hear him before you opened his door. Obvious rage radiating from the room. You heard something being thrown when you opened the door.
"Zach, Ive told you countless times, Knock first bud." He didn't even look over to you. Although, you could see him playing a game on his computer. He was laying on his bed. No shirt, basketball shorts and a pair of socks. Not saying anything you walked over to his bed. Sitting. "Sorry babe, Im not Zach." He whipped his head up. Smiling. "No way. When the hell did you get here. I didn't hear the door open." He shoved his computer off his lap. Grabbing your bicep. Pulling you into his side. He hugged you into him. You could still smell in cologne on him. You both stayed like that for a moment.
"I missed you. How are you baby?" He kissed the top of your head. Pulling back to look at your face. Your lips tugged upwards. Knowing that he actually cared to know. "I missed you too and im still a mess," Your hands felt his chest. Tracing the faint outline of abs. He tensed up when you kept going lower. His hands went under your chin. Making you look at him. He started leaning in. Looking from your lips to your eyes. As if asking if it was okay to kiss you. Just when your lips were about to touch; his computer went off.
He pulled back groaning. You dropped your shoudlers. He looked over at the computer at the end of the bed. Seeing it was a notification to start his game again. He looked at you and then the computer. Giving you a sheepish smile before grabbing it and turning it on. You rolled your eyes. Sitting back into the right side of his bed. He reached over kissing your temple before going back to his computer.
It was a half hour later that he looked over at you again. He was engrossed into his game. Grunting and clicking very hard and fast on his keyboard. Muttering swears under his breath. Sometimes holding his breath for long periods of time. You watched him play for the first ten minutes before it got really boring. He was just running around and making wood shelters. It was annoying to even watch. How he was playing it was a mystery to you. He started groaning. Pulling at his hair. Slamming his hands on the keyboard again. You saw that he had died. Bringing him back to the lobby. He pulled at his curls.
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"You okay there?" You raised an eyebrow. He reached over to his night stand. Pulling his hair up into one of his tight man buns. You stretched your hand over playing with a few curls that didn't make it. Feeling down the side of his newly buzzed hair. He nuzzled into you. Groaning. He put his head in you neck. Kissing it once before taking it out. "Im fine, I just need a win." With that he went into another game.
It was getting annoying now. Jack hadn't as much looked over at you for another hour. You've been here two hours and feel as if you hadn't seen him at all. You needed to get him away from the game. He had died a few more times. Going straight back into another game. Not sparing you a glance. Instagram was getting boring and all you wanted was your boyfriends attention. You thought of leaving and going down to hang out with other boys, but you just wanted Jack.
Then it hit you. What do you usually do to get Jacks undying attention? Tease him. You smiled at your plan. You wanted to start out easy. Then get worse as you go on. Smirking you changed your position on the bed. From your back to your side. Shuffling a little closer to Jack. Your face was now lined up with his shoulder. Happy that he wasn't wearing ashirt. You took out your phone. Pretending to be really into it. You kissed his shoulder. Then another time and another. You nibbled at his skin. Going up to the bottom of his neck and back down his arm. Then you would stop. Completely.
His eyes wandered from his game to you and back. You could tell he was losing concentration already. You reached your hand up. Putting it at the back of his neck. Rubbing into his hair. Dancing your finger lightly to his bun. You coerced the pony tail holder out of his noodles. Letting them flop to the side of his head. You let your fingers get lost in them. Tugging at pieces. Braiding it. Twirling your pointer through a few curls. You knew Jack was trying his hardest to pay attention. You looked down often. Seeing him stop his character and lean his head back into you. Only to stop leaning and continue moving his person again.
Still not having his full attention. You decided to just touch him. You removed your hands from his hair. Letting them trail down the sides of his face. Slowly rubbing circles into his skin. Your hands traveled down to his chest. You squeezed your arm under his. Feeling around his body. Seeing goosebumps rise in your wake. Your arm sunk lower. Putting your thumb over this belly button and circling it. Having the rest of your hand move back and forth at the waist band of his shorts.
You could see his jaw tighten. He sucking in his stomach. Trying his very hardest to not take his eyes off of his computer. Although, you knew it was getting harder for him. You smirked. Knowing what you were doing to him. He took a deep breath getting back to his game. You huffed. Moving your head back into his neck. First adding a kiss under his ear. Then to his adams apple. You continued on. Going from his neck to jaw. Down his chest a bit. It wasn't until you sucked lightly on the sweet spot at the bottom of his neck did he cave.
"Fine, I get it. Ill get off. You win. You need to stop teasing me Babe." His voice got very husky. He pushed his computer to the end of the bed. Grabbing your waist and pulling you onto his lap. He hugged you to his chest. You straddled his lap. Giggling because you knew you won. "If you payed attention to me, we wouldn't be having this problem would we." You poked at his chest. Teasing him. You let the smile show on your lips. "Well you know, since you teased me; I think that I deserve to do it back." He smirked leaning in to capture your lips. Making the night as rememberable as it started.
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