F U C K

Tear You Apart

Jake Kiszka x Reader

Warnings | Explicit sexual content, cursing, m-dom/f-sub, voyeurism, edging, oral (f-recieving), over stimulation, dacryphilia, m-masturbation, spit, hairpulling, spanking,slight degradation (???),spit (are we surprised?)

Word Count | 3k words

Authors Note | So I found this idea through @alliebooponthis post and knew I HAD to write it… I’m literally the biggest whore for dom!jake and just the idea of this has me weak in the knees. Full warning that the fic takes a whole ass 180 halfway through because I don’t know how to stay consistent.

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“Keep your eyes on me, baby.” You clutch the sheets and grind your hips down onto Jake’s mouth, his tongue laid out flat for you to work against. Keeping your eyes on him, let alone open is a difficult task but you obey nonetheless, watching from your seated position on the bed as he’s knelt with his face pressed between your thighs.

“More, Jake, please.” Your hips are pushing against him harder now, moving with the sole purpose of reaching the orgasm you’ve been chasing for the past forty minutes.

He acknowledges your request with a simple nod and brings his fingers to trace over your entrance, preparing to push into you. He teases you, only dipping in down to his first knuckle before pulling out and repeating that movement over and over again. The warmth in your stomach is almost growing overwhelming now, the need to find your release becoming so pertinent that when Jake pulls away you want to scream.

“Please, please don’t stop.” You reach to pull him closer by his hair “Please Jake, I’m so close, let me cum, I need it.”

Your babbling doesn’t phase him, he still rises from his knees to sit on the bed with you. You can’t take your eyes off of him as he slips down his pants and pulls out his dick. You give a frustrated huff and slide your hand between your legs but Jake swats it away.

“Don’t you fucking dare. You’re gonna sit there like a good girl and watch me get myself off. If you touch yourself I’ll edge you for the rest of the night.”

He’s done this a few times before, made you watch him just to wind you up even more but he’d never gone so far as to already have denied you multiple orgasms before teasing you like this. You bow your head and give a small nod which prompts him to start moving. Before he even touches himself he leans over and lets a small trail of spit drop from his mouth and onto the head of his dick. The movement was so sensual, so intimate, probably just an afterthought or something he’s does unconsciously when he’s all alone. Your body is trembling just watching him as he starts to pump himself, his head is already tipped back and his plump lips are glossy from spit, mouth open in an o shape.

The soft groans that leave his lips make you ache and you wish you could relieve the building need between your legs but you know you can’t disobey him. He starts to buck up into his hand letting out soft breaths on each offbeat. You’re growing wetter by the second as you watch him writher under his own touch. Jake starts to work against himself faster and harder, chasing his release with a growing fervor.

“Does that feel good Jakey?” You hum, shifting your hips in hopes of relieving some pressure.

He responds with a grunt and thrusts harder against his hand. At some point his hair has fallen into his face and it practically sets your body on fire with how disheveled he looks. Without thinking your hand snakes down your stomach, hoping that you can appease the ache in your core with just a few circles of your fingers.

You gasp, realizing that you just blatantly disobeyed Jake’s only command and when his eyes meet yours and your hand is still drawing circles on your clit your chest fills with anxiety.

“Jake, I– I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to! Please keep going, I’ll be good, I didn’t mean it.” Your heart is racing so fast you can feel beating against your ribcage. Jake is just sitting silently, his hand having stopped moving. His expression reads as bored which spurs you on more. “Jakey, baby, I’m sorry please, It was an accident, I wasn’t thinking. I–”

“–Are you done?” He runs a finger over his bottom lip distractedly.

Huffing out an incredulous sigh you stare at him, completely wide eyed. “I just–”

“I don’t care. Are you finished?”

“I- uh.” You sputter, trying to gauge what he’s thinking. “Yes. I’m done, sorry.”

“You remember the light system, if you need me to stop, under any circumstances you say red. What colour are you?”

“Green.” You breathe, looking into your lap to keep from meeting his eyes.

Almost as soon as the words pass your lips Jake is pouncing on you, forcing both of your wrists to the bed on either side of you head. He attacks your lips feverishly and grinds his cock against your bare cunt. A moan drags from your throat but it’s quickly stifled when Jake shoves his fingers into your mouth.

“No more noise from you.” He growls, then leans into your ear “Use the taps if you need to, okay? One, two, three.” He demonstrates by tapping your wrist with the hand that’s circling it. You nod frantically, begging him to continue with whatever he has planned for you. “Are you going to be quiet?” He slips his fingers out of your mouth and wipes the spit onto your lips as some sort of belittling gesture.

“I swear.” You mutter but as soon as the words pass your lips you regret it, knowing that you already disobeyed the rules he’s set out for you.

“You are not very good at following rules tonight.” He chides, tapping his index finger over your bottom lip. Jake shifts so he can hold both of your hands above your head with one of his own and then he wraps his other around your throat, gripping it harshly and pulling you up so your lips are inches apart “I am going to fucking ruin you.” He spits the words at you venomously and it makes your heart race. “Turn around, ass up.”

When he relinquishes his grip on your wrists you scramble onto all fours, presenting yourself to him with your back arched. The fact that he hasn’t properly touched you yet makes your skin crawl, especially from such a vulnerable position, also coupled with the fact that you can’t see him. The bed dips under his weight behind you and you breathe a sigh of relief, now that you know where he is your anxiety eases slightly.

In one quick movement, one that you barely register, Jake’s hand sinks into your hair and pulls you against him so your back is flush with his chest. I groan falls past your lips at the sensation, sparks of pain shooting through your nerves that soon give way to a not-so-new feeling of pleasure. His body is now bare and you can feel how hot his skin is against yours. To hold you against him better he uses his other hand to grasp your throat, pining you against him but not restricting airflow. The hand in your hair releases it’s hold but you still keep your head tipped back onto his shoulder, not that you really have a choice from how he’s holding your neck.

You can practically feel your arousal slipping down your thighs and in a lame attempt to gain some relief you push your hips back against him, his cock slipping along the curve of your ass.

Jake tsks you at you “Cut that out.”

You have to stop yourself from whining, not sure if you can handle any more punishment tacked onto whatever he has planned for you. You expect him to tease you a little bit more so when he pushes into you a startled moan is knocked loose from your lungs. Jake doesn’t comment on the noise with words, only puts a bit more pressure on the sides of your neck with the pads of his fingers. Within just a few thrusts you can already start to feel yourself creeping towards the edge of release, having already been denied a few orgasms already. Jake bucks up into you harshly, holding you against him with an immovable grip on your neck and a frim hand on your stomach.

“Are you close already?” He whispers, goosebumps rising in his wake where he spoke against your neck.

You mumble out an unintelligible word of affirmation rocking your hips into his. Snaking a hand behind you, you thread your fingers into his hair and pull, keeping him tight against you. Your knees are screaming from holding your weight and you can imagine Jake feels the same. Almost as though he read your thoughts he pushes you down onto all fours again, twirling your hair into a makeshift ponytail so he has something to hold on to while his other hand sits loosely on your hip.

“Don’t you fucking cum, not until I tell you to.”

A string of gasps stutters out of you as he pushes into you to a hilt, rolling his hips before retreating and slamming in again. Your entire body is shaking and you’re getting impossibly close to coming undone. Without a real thought to it you draw your hand to trace circles over your clit but in response to your actions Jake brings his hand down against your ass, letting go of your hair. Your body jolts forwards and a cry tears through your throat, melting into a moan when he soothes his hand over the spot he hit.

“You liked that didn’t you? My dirty girl.”

His words go straight to you cunt, the building of your orgasm becoming so unbearable that you couldn’t possibly hold it for any longer.

“Jake, please–” You huff out a breathy moan when his thrusts become sharper, falling forward so your chest is against the mattress you grip the sheets to the point that you’re knuckles turn white. “–I’m so close, please let me cum, please.” The last word is strained, your throat going dry as your eyes well with tears.

Once again fisting your hair he pulls you up so you’re on all fours again, back arching, and eyes squeezed shut. “No. Get on your knees.” He pulls out of you without another word and jerks himself harshly against your lips once you’ve pulled yourself to kneel in front of him. “Open up baby.”

Laying your tongue out for him you place your hands in your lap and wait patiently as he continues to stroke his cock. Jake’s entire body is shuddering, his breathing becoming erratic and with a few more thrusts into his hand he cums all over your tongue. You swallow it down almost greedily, licking a stripe up his dick from base to tip as if to thank him.

“You look so pretty like that.” He caresses the side of your face and presses his thumb against your lips.

You look up at him through your lashes and part your lips, allowing him to slide his thumb over your tongue. Closing your lips you run your tongue along the digit and bob your head to imitate a far more obscene act. The throbbing between your legs blazes anew when he rescinds his thumb from your mouth and beckons you further up towards his face by gripping your chin.

“Keep your mouth open.”

Once again you lay out your tongue for him, presenting your open mouth by tipping your head back. A shiver runs harshly down your spine when his hold on you tightens and he bends over so his mouth is above yours. You wait with bated breath until finally he gives you a smirk and spits into your mouth. You’ve tried this once before and the fluttering in your cunt goes to show how much you enjoy it.

You have to work up the courage to speak, to voice your needs. There’s a possibility that he will continue to deny you your release but you hold fast and stay hopeful. “I need you to touch me, please.”

“And what makes you think you can make such a request?”

Frustration blooms in your chest and mixes with the ache between your thighs. “I’ve been good! I’ll be good, just please–” You hang your head but then peer at him once again through your lashes “–Please Jake.”

You can see his resolve cracking, his eyes softening at your pleas. An empathetic tilt of his lips tells you that he’s decided to let you off the hook… or so you think.

“Where you do you want me baby?”

You lay on your back and spread your legs for him, your dripping cunt on display. “Here, Jakey, touch me here.” Gently circling his wrist, you drag his hand between your legs.

“You want me to touch your pretty pussy baby, you want me to finally make you cum?”

You want to believe that he will, that he’ll let you off easy and give in to your requests. Arching your back you tip your head further into the bed and push yourself into his face.

“So eager–” Jake runs a finger through your folds, collecting your slick and bringing it too his lips. “–So sweet.”

Your body goes into overdrive, the feeling of his hands on you makes you think you cum from that simple bit of contact. “Please– Jake please, I need you.”

He hums, low and sultry, skating his fingertips along the inside of your thighs. “Look at you, you’re trembling, do you want me that bad baby?”

You whine and arch into his touch when he presses the pad of his thumb against your clit. The pressure isn’t nearly enough so you grind your hips down onto him but he pulls back. “No, please don’t stop.” You reach frantically for his hands, pulling him back to you.

“But you sound so pretty begging for me.” The look on his face is pure sin as he regards you from his kneeling position. Huffing out a sigh he lifts his hands in surrender “Fine but only because you look so fucking perfect looking at me like that.”

You hold your breath as you watch him get down onto his stomach and lower his mouth to curl his tongue against your clit. A sigh falls past your lips as he starts to work against you. He doesn’t wait to push two fingers inside of you, clearly he has a set goal in mind. It barely takes anything for you to start pumping your hips against his hand, your fingers threading through his hair to pull him closer.

“Fuck– I’m–” Your words are cut short when Jake’s fingers brush over your g spot which sends your reeling, now teetering on the edge of your orgasm. “Jake–”

Your chest is heaving and you’re grinding yourself down against his tongue as hard as you can, chasing your release feverishly. You can feel him smirk against you and it should have registered as a warning sign but your lust-clouded brain didn’t fully process it until Jake started to pull away, right when your thighs begin to shake.

“Fuck! Jake no–” Tears are welling in your eyes now, your throat tightening. “Please, please, Jake, I’ll be so good–” You sit up, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing at his throat and jawline, hoping to get a reaction. “Please Jake, let me cum, please.”

“Shhh baby, shhh.” Jake wraps his arms around you and pulls you into his lap. His hair tickles your neck as he leans into your ear, his voice dropping to a husky tone “Just know, if you disobey me again, it’s going to be a whole lot worse than this.”

“I’m sorry, Jakey. I swear it won’t happen again.”

“Good.”

Jake shifts beneath you, lifting you up by your hips until he has enough room to drag his dick up to your entrance and let you sink down on him.

“Go on baby, fuck yourself on me, get yourself off.”

You don’t even register his words, too focused on the feeling of him inside of you but this time on your own terms. He doesn’t move beneath you, giving you full control. Jake’s hands are on your hips, fingertips digging into you hard enough to bruise.

“You feel so good–” A gasp steals your breath when Jake presses his fingers to your clit and starts to rub tight, slow circles against it. “Faster, please, Jake.”

He obliges, circling your sensitive bundle of nerves as quickly as he can while keeping in time with the way you’re riding him. You dig your nails into his back and fight the urge to bite down on his shoulder, your orgasm fast approaching.

“I can feel you squeezing around me, are you close baby?”

“So close– Fuck– Can I cum, Jakey? Please?” Your words are slurred and whiny, spoken into the tan flesh of his clavicle.

“Go ahead, cum for me.”

Throwing your head back and rutting against him as fast and hard as you possibly can your orgasm finally washes over you. Your entire body feels like its flooded with warmth and then cold sparks of pleasure creep up your spine. Your eyes are squeezed shut and a moan is tearing through your chest. With the way your clenching around Jake you know he’s not gonna last much longer. Finally he starts to move inside of you, fucking you through your orgasm while trying to reach his own. With a few more quick juts of his hips Jake releasing deep inside of you reaching a standstill once you’ve both come down.

Wordlessly Jake lifts you off of him and lays you down before standing and scooping you up in his arms. He carries you to the bathroom and sits you on the toilet while he runs the bath. Your bones feel like Jello and your head is heavy. Instead of giving you toilet paper to clean yourself up he get you to move to the edge of the toilet so he can clean up your thighs.

Once the bath is full and you’re situated against his chest, his legs framing your own you close your eyes and lay your head back on his shoulder. “I think that was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.”

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WHAT WAS THE REASON, DANIEL??? I can’t deal with this tonight

Save a horse, ride a cowboy, though. Am I right? ‍♀️

Camping Escapades - Danny Wagner

A/N: Okay, FINALLY! I present to you more Danny smut lmao. I decided to reconstruct this a little, to fit the type of mood i’ve been in. I find it hard to write filthy, kinky, lengthy smut when I’m not in that kind of mood. So, this is gonna be more lighthearted and playful (for the most part). I hope y’all enjoy this one! I love you all!

WARNINGS: 18+ minors DNI! choking, fingering, oral (fem receiving), a little degrading and praise if ya squint, unprotected sex.

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Camping with Danny and the Kiszka boys was no rare adventure. They were always looking for some new place by a lake, river, the beach, in the middle of nowhere, in the woods; just some place to find a little bit of peace, to write and gather their thoughts on the next album- Or whatever project they were working on.

It had been a pretty quiet day. No crazy hikes or strenuous activities. Josh, Jake, Sam and Danny all stayed close to the tents with their guitars and notepads, writing lyrics and working on riffs from the time they woke up, until late that night.

It was nearing 11:30 at night. You’d retreated from around the fire not long ago, cuddling up in yours and Danny’s tent, patiently waiting for him to come to bed. The sound of their guitars and voices making you sleepy.

After a few more minutes, the music stopped and Danny eventually came creeping back to your tent quietly, as to not wake your possibly sleeping form.

“I’m awake, babe.” you said through giggles, at Danny’s horrible attempt at not so quietly unzipping the tent.

“Shit. Did I wake you?” He questioned, climbing in the rest of the way and closing the door back up. “No, I was trying to stay awake until you got in here.”

“Awe, scared to go to sleep without me?” he teased, crawling into the blankets beside you. “Absolutely not. I have more balls than Sammy out here.” you shot back, silently hoping Sam heard your little attack.

“I fucking heard that, Y/N!” Sam yelled from his tent, sending you and Danny into a fit of giggles.

Once you calmed down, you settled into Danny’s chest. The sounds of the water, the nighttime creatures, and Danny’s heartbeat soothing you.

But it wasn’t long before he was becoming a little hands-y.

“Baby… What are you doing?” you whispered, eyes blinking open to look up at your clearly needy boyfriend.

“I need you. Please.” he whined, hands roaming around your body in light desperation. It was easily one of the hottest things you had ever heard him say and it served in sending a rush of heat through your whole body.

An aching, scorching need settling in between your legs. But that didn’t change the situation that was at hand: Josh, Jake and Sam all being within clear ear shot of yours and Danny’s tent.

“Danny… Their tents are so close.” you gestured around to each tent. Jake and Josh’s being directly behind yours, and Sam’s just to the right.

“And…?” Danny asked lowly, using one of his hands to tip your head back, giving him full access to your neck. He wasted no time attaching his lips to the sensitive area just above your collarbone, biting and sucking gently.

“We can’t- they’ll hear us..” you scolded through a whimper. “Guess you better be quiet then, huh?” He punctuated his words by biting into the sensitive flesh a little harder.

Another whimper escaped your lips. No part of you wanted to say no to Danny. The idea of being heard only turning you on even more.

“Can you do that? Can you be a good girl and be quiet for me?” he purred lowly, just below your ear.

“I can do that..” you answered quietly. A smug smile spreads over his lips. “That’s my angel.”

Danny moved over top of you carefully, pinning you beneath him with your hands above your head.

A whine that was just a touch too loud leaves you, and he used his free hand to place a single finger over your lips. “Shhh, you’re already being too loud.” He smirked, knowing good and well that he was purposefully trying to make it difficult for you.

“You’re not making it easy to be quiet…” you chided, tugging at your wrists that were still gathered up in his hands above your head. “What’s the fun in going easy on you?” he jested, dipping down to connect your lips with his.

You melted into his kiss; delicate, but needy. It wasn’t enough for you though, and you bit at his bottom lip eagerly. Danny pulled back, smirking to himself at how needy he bad already made you. “Patience, angel.” he whispered. “I’m gonna make you feel good, don’t worry.”

He started a trail of light kisses along your jawline, trailing them down your throat. He bit into the tender skin in the middle of your throat and you gasped at the sensation. He glanced up at you with a stern look. “Watch it, Y/N.” You closed your mouth, closing your eyes and steadying your breathing. Fighting any and every urge in your body to just let your sounds of pleasure free.

He worked his way down, stopping to let go of your hands and pull his own shirt off, then your hoodie. A pleased smirk forming on his lips when both breasts were revealed to him. “You didn’t have a bra on all evening? That’s awfully naughty of you, Y/N..” he taunted lowly. You can only assume he was referring to you sitting outside earlier, braless around the fire with his band mates there, too.

He gave undivided attention to each of your breasts, toying with and sucking on each side. A particularly firm flick of his tongue against your right nipple, had you squirming and begging underneath him.

“Danny, please-“ you lightly begged, trying your best to keep your voice low. “Hush. I said be patient.” he reminded you, returning to trail kisses down your stomach.

He stops at the hem of your night shorts, hooking his hands into them and pulling them down carefully. Part of you wondered if the constant shuffling about coming from your tent would draw the other boys’ attention, but you just disregarded the thought- Assuming they were surely well into sleep by now.

Your attention was abruptly brought back to Danny as he started placing featherlight kisses to your inner thighs, biting and soothing with his tongue every so often.

“Danny, come on, please.” you exhorted in frustration, raising your hips up in hopes to make him drop the teasing.

He finally started moving up to your aching core, but stalled his movement just above your clit, looking up at you. “Cover your mouth.” he commanded, not moving his head down another inch. You complied and brought your forearm over your mouth to muffle any possible noises. The desire to finally have his mouth on you, too great to even consider not doing what he asked.

“Good girl.” It was barely audible, but you still heard it. Without another second, his tongue slowly glided up the expanse of your dripping core, making you tremble slightly from the sudden pleasure.

His mouth settled over your clit, switching between sucking and a quick, somewhat gentle, flicking pattern that he knew worked well on you- Always serving to make you writhe underneath him. Your free hand slid down your body, tangling in his messy waves. Moans and whines muffled by your arm, slipping from you every few seconds.

Your arm was doing a decent job to quieting you, but the limits were tested when Danny inserted two fingers inside you. He curled them up into your g-spot and a loud, strangled cry ripped from your throat- One that your arm had done little to silence. Danny retreated his mouth from you, moving up your body to be eye level with you. Fingers still working inside you, he yanked your arm away from your face.

“I swear if you don’t pipe down, I’m stopping right now.” he warned, dark, lust blown eyes boring into yours.

You nodded, in fear that if you open your mouth, all the noises you were still withholding would come bubbling out.

Danny’s fingers curled into you a few more times, dragging you dangerously close to the edge of your orgasm. Feeling you tightening around them, he could tell you were close, but you apprise him anyway.

“Danny- Danny, I’m gonna cum.” you rushed out, whiny and breathy, trying not to be too loud. “Not yet.” he said, pulling his fingers out of you. You sighed heavily at the ruined orgasm, but watch him as he brings his fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean.

He leaned back, skillfully working his own sweatpants off his body without making too much noise.

He crawled back over top of you, resting one of his forearms to the side of your head, the other coming down to line himself up.

“Fuck, you’re so wet for me, angel.” he said lowly, gliding into you easily with one smooth thrust of his hips. “All for me.”

“Shit, shit, shit.” you murmured, barely hanging on to your will to keep quiet as Danny picked up into a steady pace. “Danny, please i- I can’t stay quiet if you keep going this hard.” you managed out, clinging to his shoulders for some sort of grounding support.

“Kiss me.” he demanded, wrapping a hand around your throat. “It will keep your whiny mouth busy.” You couldn’t quite tell if it was meant to be degrading, or teasing. Either way, it made you clench around his throbbing cock.

He dropped his head down, catching your lips with his just in time to silence his own moan that escaped.

You kiss for as long as you can stand going without air, swallowing down each other’s whimpers and moans of pleasure as they bubble up. Danny let go of your throat, breaking the kiss to shift his weight to his other arm.

“Fuck me, I’m so close-“ he breathed out, bringing one of your legs up higher on his hip. The new angle sent him driving even deeper into you, hitting your sweet spot with every thrust.

You could feel the burning sensation return to the pit of your stomach, searching for just a little more in order to explode. “Just a l-little more, please-“ you pleaded, bucking your hips up to meet each of his hard thrusts. He brought his hand down between your bodies, pressing a single finger to your clit and circling it quickly.

You turned your head to the side, pulling the pillow below you into your face to silence your cry of pleasure.

Danny let out a low chuckle. “So noisy. Do I make you feel too good, baby? Is that what it is?”

“Yes, fuck yes. You make me feel s- so good.” you’d basically given up trying to stay quiet, not caring who heard you anymore.

Danny applied the slightest bit more pressure to your clit, sending you spiraling. “Oh god, I’m gonna cum, fuck-“

“Cum for me, angel. But sshhh-“ he coaxed, driving into you with one more deep, sharp thrust, throwing you into your orgasm.

“Danny, FU-“ A high pitched, all too loud moan, tore it’s way through your lungs; Getting somewhat cut off by Danny’s hand that flew over your mouth.

“Damnit, Y/N.” he grunted, falling into his own orgasm, spilling inside you until his warm cum was dripping out of you. You released streams of profanities into his hand, back arching off the hard ground of the tent and into Danny’s chest.

You both rode out your highs as long as possible- Danny collapsing finally beside you, trying to catch his breath.

“Christ…” you said, still breathless yourself.

You turned on to your side, eyes scanning over Danny’s sweaty, flushed face. His eyes fluttered open after a few seconds of feeling your gaze. “I hope you enjoyed yourself, cause you’re not getting anymore dick until we get home.” Your mouth gaped at his words.

“Now, that’s not fair. I tried to be quiet.” you defended, turning on your back, staring up at the top of the tent.

“Except you weren’t quiet at all.” he pointed, voice low in your ear. “If they heard, we’re never gonna hear the end of it.”

“I’m sure they are all sound asleep.” You assured him, turning and tucking yourself deeper into his chest.

——————————-

The blinding morning rays of the sun drifting inside the tent, pulled you out of your sleep. Danny still peacefully sleeping next to you.

The smell of bacon filled your nose, and you glanced towards the door of your tent, seeing the silhouettes of Sam and Josh.

“Morning, angel.” Danny mumbled, eyes still closed and half asleep.

“Good morning to you, sleepy ass.” you said, giggling when he shoved your head playfully.

“I think I might hide away in here all day.” he half joked, covering his face with the blanket. “Why?”

“Oh, did you forget about last night that quick?” Heat spread through your cheeks immediately and he brought the blanket back down, raising an eyebrow at you questioningly.

“No, I didn’t forget.” you scoffed, turning away from his eyes that were absolutely burning holes in your face. “I’m sure they didn’t hear..” you tried to reassure.

“Well, guess we’re gonna find out real soon.” Danny got up, and you followed, You both got dressed, laughing at each other’s clumsiness as you tried to get your clothes back on inside the tent.

After you almost busting your ass and pulling Danny with you, you both finally stumbled out. A little messy looking and giggling.

You looked around, seeing Josh tending to the breakfast he was cooking for everyone- Sam fixing up his own right beside him.

“Well, look who it is.” Josh laughed, and Sam turned to see who he was gesturing to.

“Awe, it’s the love birds.” Sam smiled, pouring himself coffee- Which he then spilled. “Fucking christ.” he muttered and you laughed at him, offering nothing but a half sympathetic look.

The four of you sat around, talking as normal. You silently thanked God that neither of them had yet to say anything about last night.

“Ugh- fuck..” Jake grumbled, stumbling out of his and Josh’s tent, disheveled and still looking half asleep. He sauntered over to where you all were sitting, slumping down into one of the lawn chairs between Danny and Sam.

“You alright there, bud?” Josh asked slowly, eyeing him with a slightly worried expression.

“Yeah, I just didn’t sleep too good last night.” Jake confessed and you glanced over to Danny, who was practically sitting on the edge of his seat right along with you, silently hoping this wasn’t going where both of you were thinking it was.

“Why not?” Sam pried, confusion written all over his face.

“Because love birds over there-“ he started, pointing between you and Danny. “-don’t know how to keep it down.”

“Oh. I heard, too… I just wasn’t gonna say anything.” Josh laughed, only adding to your embarrassment.

You groaned and leaned back in your chair, wanting so badly to just disintegrate into the seat. Much to the guys’ amusement.

“Oh, don’t be embarrassed, Y/N. We all know drummers are just too good. I couldn’t stay quiet either.” Jake shot playfully, even drawing a chuckle from Danny.

You brought your face down to your hands, an attempt at hiding the crimson blush that had taken over your cheeks. “Oh, my god.”

“Hey, I tried to keep her quiet!” Danny raised his hands in defense.

“Maybe next time bring a gag or something.” Sam suggested trying to hold in his laughter, but failing miserably as Josh and Jake both broke down.

“Oh, shut up.” you rolled your eyes at them, crossing your arms over your chest. You couldn’t help the smile that eventually broke out over your face.

“Don’t play innocent, babe. You’d like it.” Danny joined in, sending you an exaggerated wink.

Dancing In The Kitchen - Greta Van Fleet

A/N: I’ve had this for a while and just hadn’t posted it. I’m really trying to finish the Danny fic and the Sam fic I’ve got, but writers block has been kicking my ass. Over the last couple days I’ve been thinking of cute shit more than smut. If I do think of smutty scenarios, they’ve been more cute and playful- like my mood has been. There’s also some things i’m trying to improve on as far as writing smut, so yea. Anyways, i’m just rambling Enjoy this cute, cliché fluff. I HIGHLY encourage you all to listen to the songs paired.❤️

WARNINGS: None really. These are just cute and short. There’s some language and Mentions of anxiety if you squint, but that’s it.

••••

Josh:

‘Where The Boys Are’ - Connie Francis

You jolted awake at the terrifyingly loud rumble of thunder. The storm had been raging on for hours, starting just before you and Josh had gone to bed. You grabbed your phone off the nightstand carefully, as not to disturb Josh and the time read 1:30 a.m.

You laid back down in attempt to go back to sleep, but it was useless. The nearly constant thunder continuously startling you.

So, you decided to pull yourself out of bed quietly and go down to the kitchen.

You brought your phone down with you, turning on a random playlist you had made with Josh one night, letting it play softly while you made a mug of tea.

You smiled to yourself when ‘Where The Boys Are’ by Connie Francis filled your ears. A song you and Josh had danced to many years prior, before the two of you were even dating, when you’d agreed to go prom with him.

You swayed around the kitchen, searching for the mug you always used. trying to distract yourself from the obnoxious storm.

“Baby, what are you doing up?” Josh questioned with a sleepy chuckle. A goofy smile plastered on his face from the sight of you. “Did the storm wake you?”

“Yeah, and I couldn’t go back to sleep… So I came down here to make tea.” You explained, grinning at him as he approached you.

“Mmm, this is our song isn’t it?” He asked, wrapping his arms around your waist and moving you to the music with him. “It is…” You hummed softly.

Josh spun you around to face him, hands moving to your hips as he continued to sway. “I remember how beautiful you looked at prom… And you just keep getting more beautiful by the day. I can’t take it.” He throws his head back dramatically, earning a stream of girlish giggles from you- Much like high school.

“Quit before I start blushing.” You scolded playfully, watching him intently as he met your eyes again. “That’s just what I want. You’re so precious when you’re blushing for me.” He teased, placing gentle kisses to both of your now red cheeks.

A loud clash of thunder startled you, making you jump in Josh’s hold. His eyes softened, pulling you into his chest. “I’m right here, mama. Let’s keep dancing.”

You relaxed into his strong, warm arms, swaying with him to the last bit of the song. Leaning your head against his chest, you started to feel sleepy again and Josh took notice right away. He reached forward, shutting the the stove off and removing the kettle.

“Come on, baby. Let’s just go back to bed, yeah?” All you could do was nod I return.

He picked you up bridal style, securing your in his arms and walking to the island where your phone was laying- The last few notes of the song cutting through your sleepy state.

“Where the boys are..” You sang softly and sleepily up at Josh, who gazed down at you warmly. He finished the final lyric with a soft smile. “Someone waits for me.”

••

Danny:

‘Danny’ - Lesley Gore

You paraded around the kitchen, dancing and singing. Numerous different cooking items were strung along the counters, in an attempt to make Danny a nice dinner before he got home.

You’d put on one of your custom records, turning it up pretty loud, as to hear it from the kitchen.

“Cause Dannyyy, sends me flowers and candy-“ You sang somehow gracefully along with the song; one that happened to be one of your absolute favorites and it was pretty obvious why. “-He’s my one and only Danyyy, every hour of the day!”

Little did you know that Danny had actually come home early, and was now standing in the doorway of your kitchen, watching you ever so lovingly.

“He’ll tell me it’s time that his name and mi- Holy FUCK!” You screeched when you turned around to see Danny, now leaning against the island with a wide smile on his face.

“And I’ll be Danny’s, I’ll belong to my Dannyyy-“ He started singing to you, walking around to wrap you in a hug. “-I walked around beside my Dannyyy, He’ll be mine forever more.” You couldn’t help the smile that broke over your face, despite your pounding heart from being scared half to death.

“Sorry I scared you, sweetheart.” He apologized, placing a kiss to your temple. “It’s fine. I just wasn’t expecting you home so early.” You laughed lightly, but it quickly faded into a dramatic, playful groan. “Oh my god, how much of that did you see?” You asked, gesturing around to where you had been dancing and singing.

“Mmm… Just early enough to hear you singing “Dannyyyy sends me flowers and candyyy!”” He mimicked you and you smacked his chest. “Oh, lovely.” You rolled your eyes, returning back to the pot at the stove.

“Don’t worry, I’ll still be your forever more.” He chuckled, quoting the song yet again. Your head tipped back in a genuine laugh. “Oh, shut up.”

••

Sammy:

‘Cupid’ - Sam Cooke

You were always getting into little contests with Sammy. Whether it was just for pure fun, or to settle an argument, it was a common thing the two of you.

Sammy’s record player rang through his apartment, one of his Sam Cooke records spinning away- Not so successfully drowning out your bickering.

“I’ll have you know i’m a master baker.” He waved his spatula at you in emphasis. “You say You’re a “master’ at everything, yet you’ve never proven that.” You scoffed, already rolling your dough out on the counter.

“You’re going way too fast!” Sam whined, gesturing down to your hands that were working your dough on the counter. “You’ve messed up your portions like… three times. Maybe you should be using a box instead of trying to make it from scratch.”

“Right, right. Because only you can bake from scratch, Y/N.” Sam grumbled, pumping the air in success when he finally got his dough to form.

You both finally got all your cookies cut out and on trays, with surprisingly very little bickering.

Sam passed you his tray of cookies and you slid it into the over above your own.

“How long do they need?” He asked, glancing around at the mess you’d both made. “I’m gonna give them about twelve minutes to start.” You told him, closing the oven.

“Oh, this is such a good song.” Sam said, barely waiting for your to get the oven mitts off, before he was pulling you to him. “Dance with me.”

It caught you off guard a little. Sam of course was very playful and touchy… but this was bit more than normal, even for Sammy.

Looking directly into your eyes, and swaying gently, he started singing.

“Now, I don’t mean to bother you but I’m in distress. There’s a danger of me losing all of my happiness-“ You looked at him rather confused, but he just shook his head and continued. “For I love a girl who doesn’t know I exist… And this you can fix.” Your mouth fell open slightly, mind bombarding you with a thousand thoughts per second it felt like.

“So, Cupid, draw back your bow.. and let your arrow go. Straight to my lovers heart, for me…” He paused, looking directly in to your soul so it felt like. “Y/N?”

“Yeah?” You searched his eyes for any possible signs of what he could be getting at. “I’m in love with you.” He confessed boldly, eyes never straying away from yours. A smile pulled at your lips immediately, your heart swelling up in your chest so much, you were sure it was going to explode. Sam’s smile matched your own, patiently waiting for your answer- because somehow he knew you felt the same.

“And I love you, Sammy.”

••

Jake:

‘Everybody Loves Somebody’ - Dean Martin

You were sitting wide awake at your kitchen bar top, anxiously waiting for Jake to return home from a lengthy leg of their tour.

It was nearly twelve in the morning, and you had put on one of Jake’s records, in hopes to soothe your racing, jittery heart. You laid your head into your arms against the countertop, doing your best to be patient, until finally you heard keys in the door. You shot up, becoming practically lightheaded at the sound of his voice.

“Y/N?! Are you awake?” His warm, gravely voice tore through your ears, in a way that hearing his voice over the phone could never do. He must have heard the commotion of you getting out of the barstool, stumbling all too quickly through the door of the kitchen. He dropped his bag at the sight of you, rushing to pull you tightly into his chest.

“God, I fucking miss you.” He breathed out, inhaling back your sweet, warm scent. “I missed you, too, Jake:” It came out almost as a whimper.

“Were you anxious before I got here?” He questioned, taking notice to your trembling form. You nodded against his chest and you could feel the vibrations through it, when he hummed in acknowledgment.

“I’m here now, angel. I’ve got you. I’m not going anywhere.” He reassured softly, beginning to rock side to side.

“Everybody loves somebody sometime. And although my dream was overdue..” Jake sang along softly into your ear. “Your love made it well worth waiting-“ He paused, peering down at you. Your heart rate has slowed, finally relaxing in his arms completely. “-For someone like you.”

A small smile formed on your lips, basking in the love and safety you were finally feeling from Jake again.

You followed Jake upstairs, crawling into bed while he quickly showered.

It didn’t take him long, not wanting to be away from you for a minute longer.

“Come here.” He coaxed, climbing into bed beside you with his arms wide open for you. You cuddled into him without hesitation, his heartbeat and warm scent calming you instantly. “I’m so happy you’re home.” Jake could tell you were fighting sleep though; part of you worried you’d wake up and he’d be gone again.

“Shhh, go to sleep, angel. I’m right here… I’m not going anywhere.”

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