pairing: jake lockley x fem!reader, steven grant x fem!reader, marc spector x fem!reader
genre: smut with a lil' bit of feeling (all of it with jake). minors dni
summary: your first time meeting jake lockley. an alter neither steven nor marc knows about.
warnings: oral (receiving), vaginal s.ex, dirty talk, degradation, overstimulation, choking, dom!jake but also soft!jake best of both worlds, established relationship with both marc & steven, reader works at the museum, the use of slut & whore, rough s.ex
a/n: I kind of imagined this to be set after the series finale. The switches between steven and marc are smooth, they also don't know about jake.
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Your head between your hands, you stared blankly at your laptop. A warning had popped up, a warning you absolutely dreaded to see, especially on a day that a new exhibit was coming to the museum. The fluorescent lights of your office agitated your eyes, you blinked, then you blinked again. Your eyelids stuck together. A sigh left your lips and you lean back into your chair, oh how you wished this day would be over already.
"Hey beautiful,"
Your heart skipped a beat upon hearing a faint knock at your glass door, the familiarity of the voice soothing you instantly.
"Hey gorgeous," you replied, smiling.
Steven was awkwardly standing at the door, hands in front of him as he drew small air circles with his thumbs. Noticing his worryful gaze, you realized that he saw you wallowing in your own self pity over your frozen computer. He took a step forward, his one hand leaving his front as he nervously scratched the back of his head.
"Are you alright, love?"
"I am-" you cut yourself off with a sigh and a shake of your head. You had promised him previously that you wouldn't do this anymore. You wouldn't hide what you truly felt about the situations unfolding around you. "I'm frustrated and overworked. My computer froze just as I was about to put in the serial numbers of all the artifacts that are arriving today,"
"The Hecate exhibit?"
Steven quickly got behind you, placing his hands on your shoulders in a comforting manner. He gently squeezed your tense muscles, a relaxed groan parted your lips.
"Yeah..."
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
"You can buy me a new computer,"
He chuckled, it's such a lovely sound. It lightens the weight that drowns your stressed heart.
"No can do, darling. I can barely make rent. Very sorry about that." he hummed. "Why not ask that insufferable Donna? this is museum work after all, it's not like you're playing games,"
"Yeah- I don't think the museum has the budget, Steven. And I do not want to hear Donna rant about it again,"
