✓ KISS TO KILL | JAKE

31-sweat and tears

31-sweat and tears

Their clothes lay scattered on the floor, forming a disheveled heap. her dress had been practically torn off, exposing the elegant lingerie she had chosen for the evening. His gaze lingered on her body, undressing her with his eyes. A deep shade of red flushed her cheeks, and she felt an intense warmth spreading through her ears. Why did he have this effect on her?

she was about to engage in an intimate encounter with the man she loved. "Wait," she said, pushing Jake away from her. He looked down at her, bewildered by her sudden actions. Did she have feelings for him? "I love you," she confessed, feeling a weight lift off her chest.

A small, sincere smile appeared on his face as his cheeks turned a rosy shade. "I love you too," he responded before continuing their passionate encounter. Aligning himself with her, he hovered over her, displaying his eagerness. As he slid inside her, she paused to savor the moment, cherishing this intimate connection they shared. A smile graced her face, refusing to fade away.

A moan escaped her lips as he started moving at a slow pace, his hips rolling forward and his soft grunts filling the air. He quickened his rhythm in response to her whimpers and needy moans.

Her orgasm built up, the tension is nearly unbearable. She longed to climax, but she also desired his satisfaction. So she held back, reminiscent of holding in the urge to pee. Her body trembled with the anticipation of the release, and with every movement, she felt closer to bursting. "I'm almost there," he grunted, his pace increasing. She could tell from the way he bit his lip that he was reaching his climax too.

In a moment of intense relief, a loud, prolonged moan escaped his lips, accompanied by whispered expletives. She released her pent-up pleasure as well, moaning in ecstasy. Chuckling, he withdrew and looked down at her glistening body. 

The bed lay empty, the room filled with warmth and sunlight filtering through the sheer white curtains. She pulled the covers tighter around herself, longing to remain in bed all day and sleep. But she knew she had to get up. Jake entered the room, a towel loosely wrapped around his waist, droplets of sweat trickling down his finely sculpted abs as he moved about.

"Good morning," he smirked, leisurely getting dressed in front of her. She admired his confidence in displaying his body, not just to her but likely to anyone else as well. As for herself, she felt increasingly uncomfortable with her figure lately. She felt like she was gaining weight, and to be honest, she was.

At that moment, as they stood in the kitchen, fueled by caffeine and a newfound sense of adventure, Y/N and Jake felt a deep connection.  "I know you are hiding something from me, Jake," Y/N said, her voice trembling with a mix of curiosity and concern. The room fell into a tense silence as her eyes bore into Jake's, searching for answers.

Jake's eyebrows shot up in surprise at Y/N's sudden outburst. He had always known her to be composed and gentle, rarely uttering a curse word. Her newfound boldness caught him off guard, but he couldn't help but find it intriguing. His mind raced, trying to figure out what could have triggered such intensity in her.

Taking a deep breath, he finally mustered the courage to respond, "I went to talk to my father."

Y/N's eyes widened, a mixture of awe and disbelief painting her face. "You mean Lucifer? Like, you visited hell?" Her voice trembled with excitement and fear, struggling to comprehend the magnitude of Jake's revelation. "You look so excited about the idea."

"Well, I won't deny it, but it's thrilling," Jake admitted, a spark of mischief twinkling in his eyes. Before she could continue her words, an idea popped into Y/N's mind, making her flinch a little. "Uhh, Jake, you have a mother, right?" she asked, her voice tinged with uncertainty.

Jake smiled at her hesitation, sensing her curiosity. "Yes, my mother is the queen of hell, and she is half human, half demon." The revelation shocked Y/N, her mind racing to process the implications. So his mother was kind of human before.

"She was human before my father turned her," Jake explained, his voice carrying a hint of melancholy. The weight of his words settled in the air, and Y/N couldn't help but feel a surge of empathy for both Jake and his mother.

"What do you mean by turning her?" Y/N asked, her voice barely above a whisper, fearing the answer.

"When I was conceived, they couldn't know if they could save me or her. We could have both died or worse, I could have killed my mother if my father didn't turn her into a demon," Jake explained, his voice tinged with sadness.

Y/N's eyes widened further, a mix of horror and fascination consuming her thoughts. "So, in order to keep her alive, he turned her into a demonic figure?"

Jake nodded solemnly, a tinge of regret flickering in his eyes. "He fed her his blood."

The revelation left Y/N in shock, her mind struggling to grasp the unimaginable truth. The weight of her emotions threatened to overwhelm her as she realized that she might share the same fate. Could she ever accept such a destiny?

"And your mother, like—how is she now?" Y/N finally managed to stammer, her voice laced with trepidation.

"She is the most dangerous and kindest person now, and she is immortal," Jake said with a mix of admiration and love. His face softened as he spoke about his mother, describing her as a formidable force who could bring even Lucifer to his knees. "She's a dangerous woman in every sense of the word."

"That's...crazy," Y/N replied, her voice still trembling. The realization of the supernatural world surrounding her was overwhelming, and she struggled to come to terms with the truth.

"I know," Jake offered her a sad smile, fully aware of the weight of their circumstances. His heart ached at the thought of losing her. "I don't think our relationship will get to that point. Lucifer isn't comfortable with the idea of me being with you."

"Because I'm human," Y/N voiced out, her tone heavy with a broken tune. The realization hit her like a wave of despair, causing tears to well up in her eyes.

Jake's heart shattered at the sight of her pain. He reached out, gently wiping away her tears with his thumb. "I love you."

"I think we need some time for ourselves, Y/N. This situation isn't easy." Y/N's voice quivered as she nodded to herself, struggling to find her voice amidst the overwhelming emotions. "I  need time to process everything."

Silence filled the room once again, their unspoken connection hanging in the air. The path ahead seemed uncertain, and their hearts ached with the weight of their unspoken love. 

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