will you come back to me?
𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴.
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jay halstead's life turns upside down when a case reunites him with the one that got away.
✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ:**:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
chicago pd | jay halstead
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The door to the bedroom shuts with a resounding slam, echoing throughout the apartment. Jay continues advancing towards the bed with Mia in his arms, lips never breaking contact. He'd almost forgotten what it feels like to kiss her and now that he's reminded, he never wants to stop. He keeps one arm securely around her waist and trails the other hand to palm her ass, eliciting a moan from her as she arches closer. When his knees bump the edge of the bed, he pulls away enough to glance over her shoulder as he lowers her onto the mattress.
Bouncing gently, Mia tries to catch her breath as she lays on the bed, peering up at Jay. There are a million thoughts running through her mind, and she ignores all but one: the one telling her to savor every moment because it's what she's been craving for so long. She stares with hooded eyes as he peels off his shirt, tossing it somewhere behind him. Noting the way her hungry eyes scan his naked chest, Jay smirks before leaning down to connect their lips again, palms digging into the mattress as his body hovers above her. Her arms wind around his shoulders, fingers threading through his hair as her tongue slides between his lips.
After a few moments, Jay drags his mouth from hers, trailing his lips across her jaw and at the soft hum that escapes past her lips, he can't wait anymore. He has to taste her. Without another thought, he leans far enough away for his hand to land on the button of her jeans, popping it open and hooking his fingers in the waistband. Inching his way down her body, he tugs her jeans and panties down her legs in one swift movement, and they quickly join his shirt on the floor. Her breath hitches as she watches his lips ghosting over her legs, fingers digging into her hips hard enough to leave bruises, and a fresh wave of arousal gushes between her legs at the thought of being marked by him.
Her hands fly to his hair, throwing her head back into the mattress as his lips inch closer to her center with every kiss. "Jay," Mia pleads, eyes screwed shut when his hot breath tickles her skin. He smirks against her thigh and waits a few more moments before finally giving in. Jay hovers over her pussy, licking his lips in anticipation at the sight of how wet she is for him. Closing the remaining distance, he licks a long stripe up her slit, closing his eyes at the familiar taste of her. God, he missed this.
Mia can't help but moan when his mouth closes around her clit, sucking gently. Her knees bend slightly as she tightens her thighs around his head, grinding against his face and letting out a desperate whine when he pins her hips to the bed. She gasps out, "Please."
"Please what?" Jay breathes against her folds, eyes ticking up to watch her face with a smirk.
She groans, trying to lift her hips again, "You know what."
