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bigtreefest · 2 months ago

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In Your Arms

Pairing: Husband! Jake Jensen x Wife! Reader (Newlyweds)

Summary: Jake tries to treat you to a spa day on your honeymoon

Word count: 1,668

Content/warnings: to be safe 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI, allusions to and attempts of smut, semi-sexual nudity, mentions of massages, a bath together, ummm Jake and his wedding ring🥵, alcohol consumption, lovey sleepy vibes, allusions to wedding night and first time together/loss of virginity

A/N: This entire idea was inspired by this Astarion Fanart by @panksage Not my fandom, but I really liked the concept, even if the idea kinda ran away from me. Enjoy, my lovely hoes😉 (also, this will def become a Drabble AU so don’t be afraid to send asks and interact!!)

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You reached your hands out in front of you, blindly searching for him, arms waving haphazardly, grasping at air until your fingertips caught something with a tink of glass and the soft clang of metal.

“Ow.”

You sheepishly curled in on yourself a little, shoulders raising towards your ears, your hands moving more gently now as they found their way to his cheeks, thumbs lightly brushing his skin and the edges of his goatee.

With an exhale of a soft laugh, you spoke, “Sorry. I couldn’t find you. Didn’t mean to catch your glasses.”

Your eyes were covered, hidden behind two fresh slices of cucumber, which gave you mixed emotions. On one hand, your sense of hearing was heightened, allowing you to drink in the beautiful, low laughter of your husband that you might’ve missed otherwise. But on the other, you couldn’t see his radiant smile, the one that made you melt every time, beams of affection spreading outward from your heart.

You felt the warmth of his body climbing over yours, the dip of the bed from his knees coming up between your legs. You spread them to make more room for him, your robe riding up your thighs. The weight of his hands pressed into the pillow on either side of your head.

Small breaths danced across your lips, the sensation on the rest of your face dampened by the clay mask he had so lovingly applied to you minutes ago. The already dim light barely reaching the back of your eyelids darkened as soft lips pressed against yours.

As he pulled away, you let out a giggle, chasing him in his retreat before settling back down into the cool bedding.

“Jake, you can’t tease me like that. Come back. I want more.”

You pulled him back towards you with your hands still on his cheeks, smiling into the kiss. This time he lingered, lips slotting against yours, tongue wandering into your mouth, finding itself in a delicate dance you knew all too well.

Jake’s hand made its way down from by your head to your hip, rubbing back and forth before he moved it to ease open the front of the terry cloth fabric that loosely draped over you. The gentle touch of his callused fingers on the soft skin there was enough to set your body alight. You couldn’t stand it anymore. You needed to see him.

“Jacob. Get these things off my eyes,” you pleaded to him softly.

Jake happily obliged, plucking one off and popping it into his mouth. With one eye open, you watched him chomp down on the crisp slice, chewing with a smile as he reached for the second.

“Better?”

You nodded, sitting up on your elbows to untie the robe fully and welcome him closer to you with a tug of your heel against his lower back.

“Much better.”

Your left hand made its way back up to Jake’s face, taking note of the green tip of his nose, residual from it bumping against yours just moments ago.

Jake’s shoulders raised up and down with his more ragged breaths from the sight of your bare form. The new diamond on your finger sparkled with the movement, but the true gleam you were drawn to was the one in your partner’s eyes.

The circles made by his thumb on your sensitive skin traced closer and closer towards where you were heating up, begging for his touch once again. But this was supposed to be a chance to relax. A chance for Jake to ease your weary body after the last night’s activities. Leave it to newlyweds to not be able to take their hands off each other.

Just as he reached in between your legs to feel your heightening arousal, though, your breath was caught in a wince as your body jumped.

Jake looked up at you, his eyebrows gathered in the center of his forehead in concern. He was looking to you for guidance on his next move.

His gaze was caught in a volley between your misty eyes, slightly dejected about your tenderness that lingered from the night before; the first whole joining of your bodies.

“Still sensitive? That’s okay. We can do something else. I did promise you a massage, after all.” His voice was a sweet, calming whisper.

He understood. Of course he did. He was your husband now. The two of you had been so in sync from the moment you had met, and this was no exception. You were more bonded now than ever before.

“Massage later? Maybe for when the soreness goes away. I think it’s all a little too tempting right now.”

Jake nodded, moving to give you a kiss on your hairline, just above the seam of the face mask.

“Whatever you need, babe. How about a bath?”

You closed your eyes and leaned into his touch with a contented sigh. “That sounds perfect, Jakey Bear”

Before you could even think to get out of bed yourself, he was scooping you up, leaving your robe behind, and carrying you bridal style to the oversized resort bathroom. How fitting. Jake gently placed you on the edge of the tub, turning around to grab a washcloth, letting out a small chuckle when he saw the green tip of his nose in the mirror. He wet the cloth in the sink and swiped the small bit off.

When he turned back to you, he gently knelt at your feet, motioning with his hands for you to come forward towards him. With your arms on your knees, you leaned in, closing your eyes as he gently wiped off the mask.

Your eyes fluttered open, met with his soft smile. The one that always looked like it was admiring you, soaking you in with disbelief that you loved him. You chose him and let him into your life.

Jake set the cloth to the side and moved in towards you. You met his action, surprised when he kept going past you, reaching for the knob to turn on the hot water, squirting in some bubble bath solution that laid on the rim of the tub, too. Your hands flew to your face in a small laugh of embarrassment.

Jake’s warm hands wrapped around your wrists, releasing your gaze from where it hid.

“Sorry, babe.”

He gave you a quick peck on your lips, pulling away too soon as he went to get up. Your hands grasped his before he could flee.

“No, where are you going? Don’t leave me.”

Jake gave you a grave look. “I’d never leave you. Did I not make that clear in my vows? I’ll be right back, I promise.”

You nodded and let out an exhale, dropping Jake’s hands. He turned quickly to jog out of the bathroom and returned with a bottle in one hand, two champagne glasses in the other: a gift so graciously provided by the hotel.

The water and bubbles in the tub were reaching a good height, so Jake set down the glassware and stood straight, moving to take off his own robe and let it fall to the floor. You rose to your feet to meet him, a hand gravitating to his hip, the other going straight to his belly, gently tracing the trail of hair that marked the midline of his abs.

You looked up at him through your eyelashes, your palm rubbing flat circles on his soft skin as he smiled back down at you. Jake cocked his head to the side.

“What is it, my dear wife?”

You preened under the thought of that. You were his wife. And he was your husband. Each other’s forever. And yet you still couldn’t get enough of him.

“Just like being close to you, my dear husband. Now get in the tub so I can crawl in your lap.”

Jake eagerly followed your instruction, stepping into the luxury infinity tub with his long legs before he reached out his arms to help you in. Your eyes went wide as you almost slipped and you felt his grip tighten around you. He had you. He always would. Your fingertips grasped around the firm muscle of his biceps.

“God, Mr. Jensen. Why are you so beefy? I’m not sure if this is any better in keeping us calm than the massage would’ve been.”

Jake blushed and nodded in agreement. He would never get used to how much you loved all of him.

“I….don’t know what you want me to say about the first part, but on the second one, I agree.”

He lowered himself to sit in the bath, the bubbles reaching his lower shoulder. His grasp was firm on your waist to guide you down in front of him so you sat between his legs. Jake let out a low groan as you settled into place and that’s when you felt him, half hard against your back.

“Oh yeah. Definitely agree on the second part. But I’m gonna try and ignore that to just share in this time with you, Mrs. Jensen.”

With Jake’s hands occupied with running softly and lovingly up and down your sides, you reached for the champagne, popping the cork out and pouring a single glass near the top. You took a sip, then shifted to sit sideways in his hold to prop the glass up to his lips. Jake moved his hand over your belly button to secure the two of you and you could feel the warm metal of the gold band on his left hand against your skin. Your fingertips caressed his arm, down towards his hand, weaving in with it, metal rings sitting against each other. He craned his neck over your shoulder and caught the smile that had subconsciously taken over your face, sharing in his own and basking in the warm, bubbly love before drinking down the rest of the glass, shared between the two of you like everything else would be from now on.

Bonus A/N: What do you think, Jakey glasses or no glasses in the tub? Because on one hand, it’s adorable when they fog up, but also baby can’t see. Or do you think he’s chilling there all squinty? Also adorable.

Taglist: @ronearoundblindly @mercurial-chuckles @hawkeyes-queen

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