Jasper Lucas (sinsoftheson) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2019-07-06 19:09:00 |
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Entry tags: | #december 2017, jasper, jasper x jules, jules |
Who: Jules and Jasper
When: Early evening, Monday, December 25
Where: Jasper’s house
Warning: NSFW
Status: complete
After spending the appropriate amount of time with her family that day, Jules managed to get away with the promise of being back by dinner. Her mom was still cooking, and while Jules was pretty sure her mom knew where she was going, Margaret didn’t give her a lot of push back. Maybe she was full of the Christmas spirit. Or maybe she didn’t want to deal with Jules throwing a tantrum on Christmas Day. Either way, Jules wasn’t going to complain about getting out of the house without so much as a glance from her mom.
She was careful driving to Jasper’s. The roads were clear enough but there was still a lot of snow and some slick spots in the road. Jules always found holidays in Point Pleasant to be a little creepy. At least the holidays where everything shut down. She passed a couple of cars but other than that, there was no one outside and the shops she passed were dark. Jules always thought of it like it was the apocalypse and she was the last person on earth. Yeah, definitely creepy.
She had already texted Jasper that she was coming by so when she parked out front, she grabbed his present and her phone to send another message that she was there. It was cold outside and she didn’t want to stand around on his porch any longer than she had to. Jules hurried up the driveway, already shivering by the time she reached the door. Her hat covered her ears and everything, but her nose was already frozen, or so it felt like.
Having everybody over for Christmas had been a little weird but still kind of cool. ‘Everybody’ didn’t include his grandparents for obvious Amelia-shaped reasons, but he was okay with that. Sometimes his grandfather could be a real dick, and his grandmother was kind of a wallflower pushover. So the crowd they had -- his dad and Charlie, his aunt and uncles and Roxy, and his sister -- was pretty satisfying. In spite of the understandable dark cloud over Aaron’s head, they’d had a decent time ... nobody had gotten too drunk and angry, at least. And apparently Caden and Roxy were getting married, which wasn’t a thing anybody had expected.
Jasper had spent a lot of the day looking forward to seeing Jules. He knew she had to get away from her family and that might take some time. After everybody had eaten and socialized enough and then cleared out, Jasper had lounged around in his room until he got the text that Jules was on her way. He was waiting at the front door when she arrived, and had it open and ready by the time she got onto the porch. It was fucking cold, and he didn’t want the dogs barking. She looked pretty cute all bundled up, and he was grinning as he pushed the storm door open to let her in. He couldn’t help but notice the big box in her hands and he wondered already what it could be. “Hey,” he greeted. “C’mon in.”
"Hi." Jules smiled, a bit breathless from hurrying up the driveway and into the house, and she paused to push up on her toes and kiss him. The house sounded fairly quiet which probably meant most of Jasper's family was gone, and that was fine. It was hard to really visit and spend time with someone when there were others around. "Is your room free?" she asked, glancing around as she tugged her hat off of her head to shove into her purse. Jules wasn't sure if Amelia was hanging out in there or not, but it would be kind of nice to have some privacy. She wanted to give Jasper his gift but also talk to him about a couple of things.
Jasper kissed her back, wrapping his arm briefly around her. The few people who were lingering were in the den as far as Jasper knew, so he didn’t think anybody would bother them. “Yeah, it’s all ours,” he answered. He’d expected the privacy, so the question wasn’t odd to him. He took Jules’s hand to lead her in that direction, assuming she didn’t want to say hi to his dad or anything. He’d mentioned to Amelia and his dad that she would be coming later, but he knew nobody expected her to hang out with them. His room was warm and straightened up a bit even though the blankets were still all a mess on the bed. Jasper shut the door behind them and leaned in toward Jules to grab another, better kiss.
Jules smiled against his mouth before returning the kiss, lingering a bit as she warmed up in the room. She probably didn't have a good enough reason to be happy, but she had missed Jasper and being able to hang out with him for awhile sort of stemmed all the bad shit. At least she knew her mom and stepdad would be leaving in a few days and Jasper would get to stay with her for the rest of the week. When they pulled apart, Jules lifted the box she had wrapped and offered it to Jasper. "Merry Christmas and everything." Hopefully he would like it. It was kind of frivolous but Jules didn't really know what kind of meaningful gift to get someone like Jasper. Boys didn't like jewelry for the most part, and she didn't want to get overly mushy on him and embarrass him. So Jules had opted for something she knew he would use... and maybe with Logan in town now, he would have someone to use it with.
“And everything,” Jasper echoed with a little laugh. He took the box from Jules and looked down at it. It was decently heavy and large. He gave it a tiny shake but didn’t hear anything inside. It was tempting to immediately tear into the paper, but Jasper held back for a moment. “Hang on, um ...” he set the box down on the foot of the bed and went to the nightstand to open one of the drawers and pull a much smaller wrapped box. He hadn’t had a lot to spend on Jules, so it had taken him a while to find the perfect thing, but he thought he’d done okay. Amelia had approved, at least. Jasper took a seat on the bed and patted the spot next to him in invitation, offering the box out to Jules with a smile. “Merry Christmas. Ladies first.”
Jules pulled off her gloves when Jasper moved away and she shoved them into her purse with her hat before shrugging out of her coat. She was warmed up at least and she walked over to sit down beside him. Smiling at the sight of the box, Jules took it, sort of marveling in a weird way that Jasper Lucas had bought her a Christmas present. They had kind of sort of been together for about six months now, if they were counting the summer when all they did was fight and screw each other in his car. But she hadn't ever thought they would be here. Life was super weird sometimes, but also awesome. Jules began to peel away the wrapping paper and when she opened the box, a smile spread instantly on her lips. The necklace was beautiful. Definitely unique and she loved that the color of the sapphire nearly matched the color of her own eyes. "Where did you find this?" Jules asked, her cheeks flushed with pleasure as she pulled the necklace out of the box to get a better look at it.
Jasper found he was a little nervous as Jules opened her present. He’d browsed a lot before he picked it out, and he’d worried a bit that it wouldn’t be to her taste. He’d never bought jewelry for anybody before, and he wanted their first Christmas to be a good one. So Jules’s immediate smile brought a bunch of relief, and Jasper grinned as he watched her take it out. “Online, some crafty website,” he answered. “I thought it was pretty, and the stone reminded me of your eyes.” That was probably super sappy to say, but whatever, they were alone. She looked really happy with it, so maybe some sappiness was appropriate anyway.
It was sappy, but Jules liked sappy, especially coming from Jasper. "That's really sweet. And I love it," she told him, leaning over to kiss him. It kind of made her feel bad that she didn't get him anything sappy like this, but she didn't think he would really wear jewelry or anything like that. Hopefully she would like what she did get him and not think it was just a throwaway present or anything. Jules put the necklace on, letting it fall against the front of her pink sweater. "This isn't like the magic bags or anything, is it? Like, is the jewel part of it going to glow when ghosts are near?" She was mostly teasing.
Jasper almost offered to put it on for her, but whenever he’d tried that with Amelia’s necklaces back when she was little, he ended up frustrated and feeling like his fingers were too big. Jules did it with practiced ease -- girls were so amazing, honestly. About some things. He laughed a bit and scrunched his nose up. “Not that I know of, but we can always look into makin’ it useful, I guess.” He thought about telling her how his dad had given them all tattoo designs with very specific instructions, the same protective kinds he had, but Jasper didn’t want to start an argument over tattoos if Jules didn’t approve. Not yet. He pulled the big box Jules had brought him over into his lap, gave her a questioning look, then started unwrapping with a grin. His brows shot up and his mouth formed a comical O when he saw what it was -- a brand new Xbox One X. “Holy shit, for real?” he asked, suddenly an excited kid tearing the rest of the paper off. “Jules, ohmygod!”
His excitement was beyond palpable and Jules couldn't help but laugh at his enthusiasm. It was super cute. "Oh! Here." She got up and grabbed her purse, rummaging around before she pulled out the tiny envelope to hand to him. "I don't know what kind of games you play, so I just got you a gift card to buy some. I hope that's okay." Boys and their video games. She so didn't get it, but she knew that they didn't get her cheerleading or love of shoes, so it was okay. Jules shrugged, feeling warm all over that he seemed to like it. "And you know... now you and Logan will have something to do in your new place, whenever you get it."
Jasper had loved video games since he was a kid, though his family had never been able to afford the latest and greatest machines or games. That didn’t matter much to baby Jasper, who just used it as an escape from daily life. Most of his friends weren’t rich either, so it wasn’t like he had to compete with anybody. “It’s perfect.” He took the gift card from Jules, still grinning, then set the box aside and stood up to hug her tight. Even with his excitement, he heard what she said and felt his chest get warmer for it. It was like tacit permission for him to get an apartment with Logan, an acceptance that he’d wanted from her. “Thank you,” he murmured, pulling back enough to kiss her, though it was a little difficult through his smile. “Merry Christmas, I love you. ... sorry yours is, uh ... cheaper.”
"It's awesome and I don't care how much it cost," Jules promised him. She slid her arms around his waist to keep him close. "I love you too though and I wish your family wasn't around so I could give you another present." She smiled and pressed a kiss to his chin. She kind of wanted to tell him about what Carson said, about that AIR building and her dad and everything, but it was a nice day and she didn't really want to ruin it with that creepy stuff. "Oh! But there is a bit more." She pulled back to grab her phone, texting Jasper a couple of new, risqué photos of herself. "Obviously, like, these are just for you and everything. You know, to look at when you can't see the real thing."
Jasper peeked at her phone screen as she set the texts up, making an excited ‘oooh’ noise and grinning. His phone went off on the nightstand where he’d left it, and Jasper lunged for it playfully, sprawling out on the bed with a bounce. He pulled the pictures up and grinned even broader. “These are good, thank you,” he murmured, giving another appreciative look to what was on the screen before he set his phone aside and looked at Jules. She was the real thing even with her clothes on, and the boner he’d started to get filled out a bit more in his jeans. “You know my door’s got a lock on it, and nobody’d bother us,” Jasper said, grinning suggestively at her. “I think it’s just my dad and Charlie left anyway.” He was pretty sure he’d heard Amelia and Aaron leave to go to the hospital, and Caden and Roxy had way earlier, so the house was almost empty. “We can be quiet.”
Jules moved to sprawl out next to him, sighing as she relaxed into his bed. It wasn't as comfortable as her own, but she still liked it. Propping her chin up on her hand, Jules smirked at him. "You're never quiet," she told him, even though they both knew it was generally Jules who had trouble keeping it down. Jules wasn't terribly thrilled about the possibility of Mrs. Harris overhearing she and Jasper making out but then again, maybe Mrs. Harris was making out with Jasper's dad right now too and they wouldn't hear anything. She looked over at the door, eyeing it for a moment before she grinned and scooted in closer to Jasper, slipping her arm over his waist to nudge him in her direction. "We'd have to like, be quick and stuff. If your dad hears us I will freaking die."
“Oh, I’m never quiet?” Jasper said with a laugh, rolling up onto his side as Jules moved closer. He was grinning enough to make his cheeks hurt. They’d had sex in his car a few dozen times out where they could get caught, but she was nervous about fooling around behind a locked door? He knew it probably made a difference that there were parents around, but whatever. “That’s my girl,” he murmured warmly as he slipped his arm around her. Even fully dressed, Jules’s body felt nice against his, and Jasper knew he wouldn’t be completely disappointed if all they did was make out. He dipped his face in to kiss her, soft and slow. The sex could be quick, but he wanted the lead-up to be good.
Jules could have easily melted into him and stayed there for the rest of the day. Just being near Jasper made her feel ten times better than she had been feeling since Carson dipped into her head to ask about AIR. Jules hadn't even been able to ask her mom about it because every time she planned to do so, her stomach began to hurt from the possibility of what her mom might say. Even opening her gifts that morning hadn't lifted her spirits all that much, but being here did. Especially with the necklace Jules was wearing dangling from her neck. Maybe she would get totally naked but for that. She was willing to bet Jasper would like the visual. Kissing him back nice and slow, Jules slipped her hand under his shirt, bringing it up until she was touching bare skin. She supposed it was different getting caught having sex by strangers than getting caught by her mom, or Jasper's dad. And she didn't want Jasper's dad to think she was a bad influence or a slut or anything, which was probably hilarious, all things considered. But Jasper had a way of talking her into just about anything. And with his lips on her now, Jules was quickly deciding she didn't care if Jasper's whole house was full of people.
Jasper knew that Gavin wasn’t that big of an idiot to think his son wasn’t having sex with his girlfriend. He probably didn’t want it in the house while he was home, but what he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him. Jasper was pretty sure they could stay quiet enough to be discreet. He was also rapidly getting to where he didn’t give a shit. Jules’s lips were full and soft against his own, and she tasted nice as always. He could feel her breasts pressing against his chest, and his skin felt tingly where she touched him. He loved how much she did that; girls always seemed to be the ones getting groped in movies and stuff, and a lot of the girls he’d been with before Jules mostly kept their hands in his hair or on his face or his dick. But Jules made him feel sexy all over. He parted his lips and coaxed her tongue out to caress with his own, sliding a hand down her chest so he could cup one of her breasts through her clothes. Shit had been stressful, it felt like it had been a while since they’d just fallen into bed happily -- no arguments, no trauma. It was just Christmas and he loved his beautiful, sexy girlfriend. Jasper kissed her with a bit more heat, rubbing his thumb over where he thought her nipple was under the shirt and bra.
Jules was more than happy with no trauma, with just kissing her boyfriend on Christmas. And heat had begun to pool between her legs as Jasper's lips moved over hers. She arched into his touch, her nails clutching a bit at his lower back beneath his shirt. Moaning into his mouth, Jules tried not to get too impatient with it. Maybe the sex would be quick but they could enjoy and draw out everything leading up to it. Still, it felt like it had been a while since they'd had sex and kissing him like this now reminded her of that particular fact. "You should lock your door," she whispered against his mouth. One, she didn't need his dad or Mrs. Harris walking in, and two, Jules was getting worked up to the point where she might growl if he had to stop touching her to get up and lock it later.
Jules digging her nails into him never failed to send a tingly shiver radiating outward. Jasper felt more blood rush into his cock and a pleasant tension wind tighter in his stomach. Even the breath against his lips from her words felt good. Jasper didn’t want to get up, but he knew he would want to get up later even less, so she was probably right. “Can I see your tits if I do?” he murmured back with a grin. “In person, I mean.” Getting naked was the whole point of locking the door, of course, but if Jules would take care of half of the undressing for him, Jasper wasn’t going to complain. He nibbled playfully at her bottom lip and then started to get up to go ensure their privacy.
"What's the point of locking the door if you're not going to see my tits?" Jules sat up when Jasper got off the bed. Careful of her necklace, she pulled her sweater up over her head, setting it to the side before reaching behind her to deftly unhook her bra. That landed on top of her sweater. The necklace was cool against her skin and Jules reached up to pull her hair out of her ponytail. He wanted her breasts, then he would definitely get them. She supposed she could get rid of her jeans and socks too, but that would come soon enough, probably. But god she hoped his dad or sister didn't knock and interrupt them, because that would suck.
Jasper locked the door and put an ear to it for a second to listen. It didn’t sound like anybody was around this part of the house, so that was good. He turned to see topless Jules and smiled automatically. She looked gorgeous and comfortable and fuck, he wanted her there all the time. “It looks good on you,” he murmured as he ambled forward again and nodded to the necklace. It looked even better against her bare skin than it had with her sweater on. Though Jasper supposed naked breasts made everything better. He reached behind his head to grab the collar of his shirt, and pulled it off, because fair was fair, and he wanted to feel her skin against his as soon as possible. Still gazing at her warmly, Jasper climbed up onto the foot of the bed and crawled over Jules’s legs and started a line of kisses trailing up her stomach. He reached one breast and nuzzled the underside of it before he caught her nipple between his lips.
Jules bit into her lower lip when Jasper took his shirt off because his body was always so yum to look at and touch. And he didn't waste any time coming back to her. Her hands went immediately to his body when his lips found her skin and Jules let them wander until his mouth was at her breast. Her fingers slid into his hair and Jules exhaled softly with a shiver. They had been sleeping together for almost half a year now and it still took no time at all for him to get her wet and achy. Her nipples were already tight and Jules arched against his mouth, wanting more. She knew she needed to be mostly quiet, but a soft moan was already forming in her throat.
Boobs were nice no matter what, Jasper had always thought so, but it wasn’t until Jules that he’d felt the compulsion to worship someone’s chest. Jules’s body was just so fucking perfect, he couldn’t help himself. The way her breathing changed and her upper back arched made heat pool in his belly, and he kept at it, sucking and nibbling on and teasing her nipple with his tongue. Jasper nudged her legs further apart and settled between them, running his hands up her sides as he settled his elbows so he could squeeze and massage her breasts while he gave them attention with his mouth. After a moment or two, he kissed his way over to her other nipple to worship that one too, his cock getting rock hard in his jeans.
Jules cradled his body between her thighs, her head falling back against the bed now as Jasper drove her crazy with his mouth. She could feel how hard he was and she listed her hips some to apply some pressure to his hardon. She would love it if she could just lay there for the next few hours with Jasper's mouth on her breasts but her body was aching terribly for more. Her fingers curled around the strands of his hair and she couldn't help but move her body against his, even in a slightly restless way. Jules didn't want to get too loud so she bit into her lip to muffle her moans. But god, he felt so good and Jules wanted this feeling to last as long as possible.
As much as he loved doing it, he loved her reactions to everything even more, and Jasper lingered at her chest for a while. The way Jules pulled on his hair sent waves of happy shivers down his back, and Jasper pushed back against her warm body as she moved against him. They weren’t lined up quite right, but the pressure against the head of his cock was nice and teasing. Eventually he started to get impatient with himself, and Jasper lifted his head and pushed himself upward. He stayed kneeling between her legs, absently undoing the fly of his jeans to give himself a little breathing room. He reached for Jules’s pants next, intent on getting her fully naked as soon as possible.
Jules watched Jasper unbutton his jeans and she did her best not to lick her lips in anticipation of what was coming. He just looked so sexy in that moment that she wished she had her phone to take a picture for herself. Already feeling short of breath, Jules helped Jasper get her jeans unbuttoned before lifting her hips to get them off of her body. Of course impatience was starting to simmer beneath the surface and as soon as her jeans were gone, Jules sat up to tug at the belt loop of Jasper's jeans. "You too," she breathed. If she was going to be naked he had to be naked too. It was only fair and she honestly didn't think she could wait much longer.
He liked getting pictures of her so much, Jasper had considered trying to take some for Jules too. He just thought that guy’s bodies weren’t all that sexy, and he was never sure how to pose or what to do with his hands. Whenever she looked at him like that though, he got a flash of inspiration, he just tended to forget what put that look into Jules’s eyes when it was just him and his phone. Jasper enjoyed the unveiling of skin as he got her jeans and panties off, and his eyes didn’t leave her body as he hooked his thumbs into his jeans and boxers to push them down. Getting them off was a bit less graceful, but Jasper managed without looking too clumsy, and ended up back on his knees, his flushed cock bobbing a bit from the movement. He slipped his fingers into her hair and bent down to kiss her again, just hungry to taste her somewhere.
Honestly, Jules would love any picture he sent her. She didn't have a ton of them beyond the ones she made him take with her. And she thought he was incredibly sexy fully or partially clothed. She just wanted to see more of him than just his dick, despite how much she loved that part of him too. Jules gripped his wrists, parting her lips for his to taste him better. The apprehension over his dad and Ms. Harris being in the house somewhere had dissipated completely, leaving behind only pure arousal and need. And maybe the tiniest bit of excitement that they could get caught, like how it had been in his car over the summer. "I love you," Jules murmured against his lips, releasing one of his wrists to reach down between them and grip his cock. She began to stroke earnestly, but without a lot of pressure, just to tease him. "I'm so wet right now. I want you to fuck me so bad," she added in a whisper before biting gently into his lower lip.
Kissing Jules and feeling her soft hand on his overheated cock and hearing those words and feeling that nibble made Jasper feel like he wanted to crawl out of his skin in the best way. He kissed her a bit more, one hand moving down between her legs to explore and see just how wet she was. Jasper let out a soft, deep groan into the kiss as he rubbed at her, teasing just as she was. He couldn’t keep it up for long though, and Jasper straightened up enough to gently push Jules onto her back again. He kind of wanted her to turn around so he could fuck her from behind and really give it to her, but that tended to be louder than face-to-face sex. “I love you too,” he whispered as he settled between her legs again. Jasper shifted his hips to rub the underside of his cock against her wet folds to tease them both before he started to push inside of her.
His fingers between her legs only stoked the fire inside of her and she found it too difficult to really move against his hand in her position, but that was okay. It was kind of delicious torture not getting exactly what she wanted in that moment. But Jasper didn't keep her waiting long and as soon as she was on her back Jules drew her legs up for him, her hands coming up to slip underneath his arms to cling to his back. Biting into her lower lip, Jules groaned deep in her throat and arched upward, her eyelids fluttering as soon as she felt Jasper slip inside of her. Almost instinctively she wrapped her legs around his lower back to keep him close. Without waiting Jules began to rock her hips up against his, drawing him in deeper.
Sinking in Jules’s body was always like coming home to Jasper. That was probably cliche, but he didn’t care. She was the best home he’d ever had, and getting to slide the most sensitive part of him into the most sensitive part of her felt amazing every single time. Jasper let out a low groan of his own as he got fully seated inside of her, pushing against her body for even more depth. Jasper pressed his forehead to Jules’s so their lips could be close but they could both still breathe, holding still for a moment to let them adjust. That first thrust never failed to make him want to come immediately, but that was no fun for anybody. “You feel so fuckin’ good,” he breathed to Jules in the meantime, his body settled against hers, elbows planted at her sides. Jasper rocked his hips against hers, gradually building into a slow rhythm with longer thrusts. He didn’t want to rush any of this, but his body was hungry for that friction.
She loved that he stayed close to her. Jules was able to press kisses to his lips and chin and when she knew she wouldn't be able to hold back her moans, she was able to bury her face against his neck and muffle the sounds. Her fingers clung to the backs of his shoulders as she lifted her hips to meet his. She didn't mind the slow pace. Jasper felt incredible on top of and inside of her and she wanted to enjoy it as long as she possibly could. Jules ran her hands down his back, turning her face to nibble and bite a bit at his throat. She liked that even though feelings had seeped into their sexual relationship, none of that had dulled the experience at all. It was still exciting and hot and every time they had sex it still got her just as worked up now as it did in those first few months they were sneaking around. Somehow it was even better now that they had fallen in love.
It was better. Sex with Jules had reached a level that Jasper hadn’t known was possible, and it had yet to get boring in the slightest, which seemed pretty amazing. He felt like he could fuck only her for the rest of his life and be more than satisfied. The soft press of her chest against his and her lips on his skin and the way she touched him made him feel overheated and squirmy inside, but Jasper kept his hips on a tight leash. He wanted this to last. He groaned softly whenever she bit him, his eyes closed and his head filled with the scent of Jules’s hair. He loved that she muffled herself against him, and he thought maybe soon he might have to put a hand over her mouth to keep her quiet. The idea was a pretty sharp turn on. Jasper turned his head to kiss at her cheek and neck, his hips starting to pump a bit faster and harder.
There was a fresh surge of heat between her legs whenever Jasper began to thrust harder against her. It made her feel sexy, like he had no control over his body whenever he was inside of her. The pleasure already pulsing through her began to intensify and Jules gripped Jasper harder, her nails pressing more firmly into his skin as a sharp cry caught in her throat. His lips on her skin left her feeling tingly and she loved that he liked kissing her during sex, even if it was just her cheek or her neck. It was like he couldn't get enough of her and she could barely remember when she had once implemented a no kissing rule after they started hooking up. She must have been totally crazy back then. Loosening her legs around his waist, Jules drew them up a bit higher against his body, the noises escaping her growing a bit in volume despite her best efforts to keep them contained. Jules breathed his name, whispered encouragements as her nails dug into the small of his back.
God, he loved it when she scratched him or held on with her nails like they were animals. He loved knowing he was giving her enough pleasure to make her follow her basest instincts. Jasper had started breathing harder and his balls were drawing up tighter against his body as the pleasure-pressure built. Jules was getting a bit louder, and Jasper thought again about covering her mouth, but those whispers were so fucking sexy and he loved the way she said his name when he was inside of her. And if Gavin or Charlie heard something they weren’t supposed to? Oh fucking well, they shouldn’t be snooping around outside his door anyway. “God, Jules,” he moaned softly into her ear. “You’re so tight around my cock ... that feel good, baby?” Jasper picked up his pace another notch.
She was getting to where she didn't care who heard them. Jules didn't think she could stifle the pleasure that was soaring through her now and Jasper's voice in her ear was like electricity down her spine, causing her pussy to clench around his thrusting cock. Jules had never been a dirty talker before Jasper. Some of her ex-boyfriends said stuff during sex but they had never done to her what Jasper's voice did to her. He managed to bring out a side of her she didn't know existed, or maybe she did but she had kept it repressed for so long. After that first hook up Jules hadn't been able to stop thinking about it, how wonderfully dirty it had made her feel. It was no wonder she agreed to meet up with him again after, and now she was glad she had because it had turned into this. "So good," Jules moaned, shivering again beneath him. She wished she could ask him to fuck her brains out until she was screaming and Jules totally resented his dad for being home in that moment. Instead, she nipped sharply at his earlobe, trying to contain the more carnal instincts that were burning her up. "You fuck me so good," Jules whispered, deliberately tearing her nails up his back again to his shoulders. "I want to come all over your cock."
Jasper had tried to talk dirty with some of the other girls he’d slept with and they haven't responded as well as Jules did, so it wasn’t something he’d gotten a lot of practice at until this year. But when Jules talked back to him, it drove him wild in a way he couldn’t even explain. She said the best things in the best way, and sometimes when he was masturbating all he thought about was Jules saying filthy things in his ear. The little bite and the drag of sharp fingernails up his back sent a hot shudder down Jasper’s spine, the pain mingling deliciously with the pleasure and making the base of his cock throb. “Fuck yes,” he hissed, his hips starting to thrust faster. He was starting not to give a fuck who else was in the house either. Hell, let them hear, let them be jealous -- Jasper knew he was a better lay than his dad, he had to be. Let Ms. Harris hear it. It was a truly dirty thought and one he knew better than to share, but it drove Jasper’s cock into Jules even harder, the muscles in his core starting to show out as his body worked over hers. “Cream all over this big dick, babygirl, lemme feel you come,” he breathed heavily to Jules.
That was exactly what she wanted. The harder he pounded into her, the harder it was for Jules to keep quiet, even though she bit into her lower lip to try and keep the cries at bay. The sound of their bodies slapping together, and Jasper's husky voice and dirty words... Jules was so close to exploding. Gripping one of his shoulders hard with her fingernails, Jules slipped her other hand between their bodies. Her clit was slick and swollen and she began to rub it furiously between her fingertips. "God... Jasper..." Jules felt a low, desperate whine start in her throat and it only got louder until she finally came, her orgasm causing her to arch back, her pussy throbbing violently around his cock. Her clit got to be too sensitive so her hand fell away, grabbing Jasper's hip instead. It felt so good it was borderline painful and Jules wanted it to never end.
Jasper made room for Jules’s hand without missing a beat, curling his back more to lift his torso a bit. Some guys might have a complex about that, like they couldn’t make her come on their own, but Jasper thought it was hot as fuck. Sometimes Jules didn’t need it, but he didn’t mind at all when she did. The payoff was so worth it, and Jasper groaned along with her as she started to peak. “Yeah baby, that’s it,” he panted, fucking her with abandon. Then she was coming hard and he was forced to slow down because of how tightly her body was gripping his cock. It felt fucking divine. Jasper kept rocking against her though, pressing his pelvic bone against her clit and keeping his thrusts deep. He was close to his own edge, but Jasper could still hold out for a little while.
She couldn't stop shaking. Jules felt it deep, all the way down to her toes. The intensity of it made her want to bite him, hard, and leave her mark on his skin. Soft sobs of relief caught in her throat and her hands splayed against his shoulder blades now. She could actually feel some of the welts she had left behind with her nails. Hopefully they wouldn't bother him too much later. The way he continued to brush against her clit had Jules shivering, the sharp sensitivity bringing a breathy laugh to her lips. One hand came up and gripped his hair tight. She forced his mouth back to hers, kissing him deep, but brief since she could barely breathe herself. And then she was moving with him again, thrusting her hips up to his to get him going again. Her orgasm left her feeling satisfied and floaty, but she was also more than ready to focus on Jasper now. She always kind of liked it when she came first because she loved watching him lose control before he emptied his balls inside of her. It was part ego, part fascination. Jules loved being the one to push him over the edge.
As much as Jasper enjoyed it when they came at the same time, he loved being undistracted by his own climax while he rode with Jules through hers. There was something about sending her over the fucking moon with pleasure that was intensely satisfying, and it made those constant feelings of love feel sharp and fierce. Especially when bits of his back were throbbing with a good sort of pain and Jules kissed him like that. He loved it when they got animalistic with each other, it was like an acceptance of the dirtier, darker parts of him. He even liked it when Jules hurt him -- she had dirty, dark parts too. He kissed her with equal breathless passion, then groaned sharply when Jules started moving her hips again. Jasper held still for a few heartbeats, just enjoying the feel of her fucking up at him like that, but his body couldn’t be patient for long. He shifted his knees a little and started thrusting again, ramping quickly into the hard-and-fast rhythm that had sent Jules flying, his breath harsh and his brow furrowed in concentration.
As much as Jasper enjoyed it when they came at the same time, he loved being undistracted by his own climax while he rode with Jules through hers. There was something about sending her over the fucking moon with pleasure that was intensely satisfying, and it made those constant feelings of love feel sharp and fierce. Especially when bits of his back were throbbing with a good sort of pain and Jules kissed him like that. He loved it when they got animalistic with each other, it was like an acceptance of the dirtier, darker parts of him. He even liked it when Jules hurt him -- she had dirty, dark parts too. He kissed her with equal breathless passion, then groaned sharply when Jules started moving her hips again. Jasper held still for a few heartbeats, just enjoying the feel of her fucking up at him like that, but his body couldn’t be patient for long. He shifted his knees a little and started thrusting again, ramping quickly into the hard-and-fast rhythm that had sent Jules flying, his breath harsh and his brow furrowed in concentration.
There were definitely parts of Jules that she hadn't really known existed until she started hooking up with Jasper. She was used to being a good girl, caring more about her image than anything else. But Jasper brought out a side of her that she had quickly embraced, allowing herself to enjoy the darker sides of her desire because he seemed to enjoy it too and he had never judged her for it or tried to use it against her. Jules never worried about what she was doing or saying when she was fucking Jasper. It was all instinctive and it felt so good to give into it. Jules wanted to be whatever Jasper wanted her to be in bed, and it never bothered her because she always wanted it too. Releasing a soft cry as soon as Jasper began to thrust again, Jules gripped his sides beneath his arms, moaning as she moved with him, encouraging the brutal pace. "Fuck you feel so good," she breathed, streaking her nails down his skin. "Come inside me, Jasper."
They had somehow hit the chemistry lottery when they’d found each other, that was for sure. Jasper had never had sex like this before, and he knew somewhere deep down that he never would again, if he didn’t hold onto Jules. They were just a perfect match, and how often did that come around? His head dropped as he moaned at her words, his hands shifting underneath Jules’s shoulders to hold her body closer to his, his face pressed into the crook of her neck. He’d completely forgotten about trying to be quiet, and he held on tight as he completely let go of himself and fucked Jules for all he was worth. It felt so fucking good, he wanted it to last forever, but at the same time his balls were about to burst. “Again, scratch again,” he gasped to her, desperate for that stinging burn to tip him over the edge. When she did it, Jasper slammed into her hard as his body jerked and convulsed over hers. He let out a strained, deep cry through clenched teeth, his hips still pumping shakily as his cock throbbed inside of Jules. Coming inside of her was always an incredible feeling, satisfying that deep-rooted need to possess her, mark her as his over and over again.
She was more than willing to mark him everywhere, with her nails or her teeth. And Jules knew Jasper liked it. With his face pressed against her neck, Jules bit at his earlobe until her own cries mingled with his when he pounded into her and came. It hurt a tiny little bit, but in a really good way that had her hoping she would be sore from his cock tomorrow. Jules clung to him, panting heavily as he stilled inside of her. Fuck, that had been good. So much for staying quiet. She felt a giggle rise in her throat and Jules began to press kisses against his cheek and jaw. The endorphins and everything pulsing through her just made her feel overwhelmed with love for Jasper. It went deep, even though there was the shallow acknowledgment that he was just so fucking hot. "Best present," she murmured.
Jasper had yet to figure out why pain felt so fucking good when he was in the middle of fucking, but he appreciated that Jules gave it to him without question. He hadn’t even known that was a thing he liked until she started scratching and biting him. It seemed stupid to overanalyze and try to pick it apart, so he just appreciated it. Once his body was emptied out, Jasper stopped and relaxed some, pressing Jules into the mattress while he caught his breath and let his vision stop sparkling. His head felt like it weight a hundred pounds when he lifted it to smile faintly at Jules. “Merry Christmas then,” he murmured with an amused huff. Jasper pressed their lips together and gave a contented hum. “You’re so fucking sexy,” he added, just because.
"Mmhmm, I know," she said, smiling against his lips. "So are you." She reached down to slap his ass playfully. "I hope the walls aren't too thin." Because even though she felt good now she so hoped that his dad and Mrs. Harris hadn't heard them. Jules ran her hands over his body, feeling lazy and wonderful. Her fingertips brushed delicately over the scratches marring his skin now. God, she so didn't want to go home now. "Can I stay for a bit?" she asked, kissing his lips quickly. "Not too long or anything, but I just want to chill with you. Is that okay?"
The skin on his back stung in stripes, and Jasper could feel his heartbeat in the spot Jules had bitten his ear, but it all still felt weirdly good. He’d marked Jules with cum and she’d marked him with scratches. It was perfect. He gave a soft chuckle about the walls, also hoping that the parental types hadn’t heard anything. But hell, maybe they were trying to be quiet while they fucked in the living room and everybody was just having a good Christmas. Except Aaron and Amelia, but Jasper didn’t want to think about them or the hospital or anything at the moment. He gave Jules an affectionate and incredulous look. “Like I’m just gonna kick you out now?” he murmured warmly, kissing her again. “Of course you can stay, as long as you want.” If he’d had his way, she would spend the whole night with him, but Jasper knew that wasn’t possible.
She figured they would just hang out for a while, and hopefully not have to talk to his dad or Ms. Harris. It had been such a nice day so far, at least with Jasper, and Jules decided to talk to him about the stuff Carson told her another day. Maybe they could just enjoy today without the scary stuff. "Just making sure. Parents can be weird about holidays and stuff," Jules said, lifting her hands to push some of his hair out of his face. "Like, no friends or boyfriends and all that when it's family time. I don't want your dad to be annoyed that I'm here or anything."
Jasper gave a gentle snort and nuzzled another kiss to Jules’s lips. “I fucked you so good you forgot where you are,” he murmured with a smirk. “Avoiding ‘family time’ like, makes my dad super happy. We scattered hours ago. He won’t be annoyed.” It was likely that Gavin wouldn’t even notice Jules was there, if they hadn’t already been heard having sex. They just weren’t that kind of family. Jasper’s cock had gone soft and it was feeling like time to move, so he pulled out of Jules and shifted to the side to stretch out next to her. “You want a washrag or anything?” He honestly didn’t want to get up, but Jasper would make the sacrifice for his girl’s comfort.
Jules groaned in disappointment when Jasper finally pulled away, though she knew he had to. She stretched lazily, loving how satisfied and good her body felt. "Maybe in a minute," Jules said. She would have to use the bathroom anyway and she could clean up in there. She wished Jasper had his own bathroom, but if he moved in with Logan soon, worrying about running into his dad post-sex wouldn't be an issue. "You want to watch television or something?” She grinned and rolled over toward him to slip her arm over his body. They could probably just cuddle together and nap, which was more than fine with Jules as long as no one tried to come into the room.
Jasper shifted in closer to her and gave her a sleepy smile as he tangled their ankles together. Lying around naked with Jules was one of his favorite things on the planet, so he was more than happy to stay where they were for a while. The door was locked, watching TV produced completely normal sounds for anybody passing down the hall, so why not? “Sure,” he told her, moving to slip his arm under Jules’s neck and then resettle fully on his back. He patted around his blankets until he found the remote and turned the TV on. It was kind of small and old, a hand-me-down from somebody in the family, but it served his purposes of video games and background noise. “I bet like ... Nightmare Before Christmas is on somewhere,” Jasper murmured as he started flipping. Absently, he turned his face to kiss Jules’s forehead, eyes still on the screen.
Jules didn’t care what was on as long as it wasn’t gory or scary. She just wanted to stay curled up around Jasper and stay with him for awhile. Her fingertips trailed along his skin, more gentle than they had when they had been having sex. While Jasper searched for something to watch, Jules closed her eyes, letting herself relax and push away all the bad stuff from the last couple of days. It felt nice not to be arguing or worrying about the future and all that crap. Pressing her lips against his skin, Jules didn’t think he would mind it if she slept for a bit. Maybe he would nap too. “Love you,” she murmured sleepily. “Thank you for my necklace.”
This holiday had felt like a breather in more than one way, and this was just icing on the cake for Jasper. Nobody had fought during family dinner, all had seemed kind of low key and chill, and then he and Jules got to enjoy each other with no stress. Jasper usually rolled his eyes at all that holiday cheer shit, but if this was the more realistic result, he was grateful for it. “Love you too,” he murmured as he stopped on a channel. A Christmas Story was on, and that one was always good background noise for dozing. Funny but wholesome and didn’t take a lot of brain power. “Thank you for my Xbox,” Jasper added with a faint chuckle, kissing Jules’s head again. His body felt heavy and sleepy and nice, and he was ready to snooze with his love for a while.