Jiley Oneshots

Jealous

This was requested by @jileyforevertns

James's POV

I watched Riley talking with Michelle and Emily across the room. She was wearing the sexiest black dress. It had a low V in the front and the back, meaning she wasn't wearing a bra, and it was relatively short, showing off her sexy, tan legs. She hasn't spoken to me much during the party, but I know she's just trying to interact with other people. We've spent lots of time together during Internationals, she wants to hang out with her friends before we have to go home. "What're you looking at?" Eldon asked me, confused as to why I was so absent from the conversation.
"My girlfriend." I replied simply. All the guys turned their gaze to Riley.
"I can't blame him." West shrugged. I slapped his across the head. "Ow!" He exclaimed.
"Come on James, look at her. Any red blooded guy can't help but get a little turned on when seeing her." Noah tried to defend West. I narrowed my eyes as I stated him down.
"I'm really glad she danced with you then, seeing as you think she's hot." I mumbled sarcastically.
"We're simply trying to say that you have a lot of trust leaving her alone looking like that." West explained. I was starting to second guess that decision. I took a breath, shaking my head. No, she loves you James. She's not going to go off with some other guy. You can trust her.
"No. It's not trust, it's respect." I stated, trying not convince them as well as myself.
"Whatever man, it's not my relationship that will end." Eldon shrugged. I sighed, trying to ignore them.
"Woah." West said, his gaze still focussed on Riley.
"What now?" I snapped.
"If you want to 'respect' Riley and her space, I would not look over there right now." He told me.
"Why?! What's going on?!" I asked, instantly turning to see what West was talking about. I saw my girlfriend talking with a guy from another team. The French team. Riley was talking to a French guy from Paris! The city of fucking love! I watched as he leaned to whisper something in her ear. She giggled, playfully pushing him away. I licked my lips. My blood was boiling. You can trust her. You can trust her. The guys were watching me, now amused.
"Listen, I think Riley's a good person. It's him I'd be concerned about." Max stated. The guys chuckled while I did everything in my power to keep my feet planted where they were. She'll be mad at me if I make a scene. I don't want her mad at me. The guy reached forward, placing his hand on hers. Thankfully, she did pull her hand away, pretending to tuck her hair behind her ear to make it look nonchalant. He stepped closer to her. Their bodies were practically right up against each other's. She might as well be kissing him already. It was when he reached for her waist, an obvious attempt to pull her closer, that I lost it. I took off across the room, storming over to where they stood. The guys had gotten in my head. The only thing I could think of right now was claiming her, making everyone know she's mine. I made it over to Riley, and without even saying a word I pulled her against me roughly, connecting our lips and shoving my tongue in her mouth. I felt her hands on my chest, attempting to push me away. I held her tighter, causing her to be unsuccessful. I pulled my lips from hers, seeing her watching me with a look of confusion, shock, rage and a little fear. Riley glanced over, still in my tight grip, seeing the French guy still standing here, now looking uncomfortable. She licked her lips, clearing her throat.
"Anton this is James, James Anton." She said awkwardly.
"I'm her boyfriend." I told him, moving one hand from her back to butt, giving it a squeeze. Riley tensed. She's not really a fan of PDA.
"Nice to meet you." Anton mumbled.
"Um, Anton was telling me about how he grew up on a winery." Riley told me, whilst trying to get out of my grip.
"You know what's great about wine?" I asked.
"What?" Anton replied.
"It gets people drunk. And some people take advantage of that, even if they know someone has a boyfriend." I said. Riley's eyes widened in shock.
"James!" She scolded, in disbelief at my statement.
"Sorry Anton, I have to cut your conversation short. I need to speak with my girlfriend." I stated, grabbing Riley's hand and dragging her away. I pulled her to an empty hallway, where I forcibly pushed her against the wall, smashing my lips to hers.
"James." Riley mumbled, attempting to pull away. "Stop it." I ignored her, moving from her lips down her jawline. She reached to push me away, causing me to grab her hands, pinning them to the wall. I kissed down her neck, sucking and licking. I could feel Riley's breathing picking up, and I didn't know if she was angry or turned on. Her heart was pounding in her chest. I kissed lower on her neck, before biting. "James!" Riley protested, wincing in pain. I pulled away, looking in her eyes. They were glassy with tears. The rage immediately left my body, worry filling me. Riley watched me carefully, looking scared. I exhaled, releasing her arms and stepping back. Riley looked down to her wrists, rubbing over them. They were bright pink and I could see bruises forming. She had multiple hickeys around her neck from my sucking and biting. Mascara was gathering under her tear-filled eyes. I watched a few tears slowly slip down her cheeks. What did I just do?
"Riles..." I trailed off. She reached up, wiping away a few tears, sniffling slightly. I hung my head, ready to walk away from her, when I felt her grab my hand. She wrapped her arms around my torso, burying her head in my chest. I held her, placing kisses on the top of her head. "I'm sorry." I mumbled repeatedly. I rubbed her back slowly, feeling her breathing return to normal.
"I forgive you." Riley muttered into my chest.
"Thank you." I breathed. Riley pulled away, sniffling and giving me a small smile.
"Besides, that guy was hitting on me and wouldn't take no for an answer." She said. I combed my fingers through her hair, planting a soft kiss on her lips.
"I love you." I told her, staring into her gorgeous brown eyes.
"Take me back to the hotel and show me." She requested. I chuckled, placing a kiss on the tip of her nose.
"You don't have to ask me twice."