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Victoria's Secret

Media - House of Anubis Character - Jerome Clarke Couple - Jerome X Reader Reader - y/n Rating - 18 semi Nuidty Word Count - 1157

After Jerome made his deal with Rufus Zeno, the guy handed over two thousand pounds. So Jerome had put half away to save and went on an absolute mad shopping spree getting stuff for himself. but of course, when going on a shopping spree he couldn't not buy anything for his beloved girlfriend so he picked her up a little present. Jerome was grinning from ear to ear as he walked up the stairs hiding the bag behind his back. he made his way to y/n's room and did his best not to seem too excited.

Jerome smirked unable to help feeling giddy as he hid Victoria's secret bag behind his back, the bag containing her gift, of course, it was also a gift for him as he would get to see her wearing it. He tapped on her door and y/n quickly opened it.

"Oh hi Jerome," she smiled giving him a quick peck,

Jerome returned the brief kiss before holding out the bag "I got you a little something."

"awww really? But it's not my birthday, and our anniversary isn't for another two months" she chuckled

he shrugged with a goofy smile. "can't I just treat you, princess?" he asked with a hint of cockiness

"You're too sweet to me," she cooed tugging him inside her room and giving him another kiss

he chuckled softly as she pulled him into her room. He pulled her waist against his, returning her kiss. he pressed her up against her wall as he deepened the kiss, completely forgetting that he had a gift for her,

she pulled away and giggled "Don't I get my present first?" She jokingly pouts

he groaned softly but smiled. he was impatient but he would let her have the gift. it wouldn't be very long until later, anyway "Yeah, here." he said handing her the Victoria's secret bag

she smiled happily taking the iconic paper bag "oooohh it's fancy!" She giggled sitting on her bed "You spoil me!" She giggled as she began to work on opening it without damaging the bag

Jerome chuckled and sat beside her, keeping a hand on her waist so that the two of them were as close to each other as possible. “I just love getting pretty things for my pretty girlfriend,” he said with a smirk

she giggled as she pulled out the pink tissue paper setting It to the side and pulling out what he bought her. A beautiful lace set of bra and panties, with laces at the centre of the front of the bra and matching laces down the backside of the panties, "Oooohh! Jerome it's so pretty" she giggled looking everything over and getting up to hold the items against her body "My favourite colour too"

Jerome watched intently as she looked over the set, “Oh, I know it’s your favourite colour,” he said confidently, watching her hold it up to herself. he was sure that she would look absolutely perfect in it. he gently put a hand on her hip, standing up and pulling her against him again “You should try it on, princess. I want to see how pretty you look in it.”

she giggled and nodded rushing behind her wardrobe door to get changed. It didn't take her too long and she quickly emerged. The lace contrasted with her skin, the lace hugged her like a second skin, the laces on the bra pulled her together giving her even more intense cleavage than usual, the panties hugged her snuggly with the laces on the back giving her a cute little bow almost like a bunny tail. She played with her hair and did a little spin "How do I look?"

Jerome's eyes darkened and his mouth fell open. He'd never seen her look so beautiful. He was left speechless. he gently touched her hips, letting his hands run over her skin as he eyed her up and down "You look absolutely gorgeous." he purred softly. he didn't think it was possible to look so perfect. he pulled her flush against his body, gently placing kisses on her neck

she giggled squirming a little at his kisses

he let out a low chuckle against her neck, loving the sound of her giggling. he trailed his lips to her ear to whisper into it “You’re so damn beautiful. I might have to get you more of these…” he murmured into her ear, nipping at it softly, his hands tracing over her skin, unable to get enough of her.

"You don't need to spoil me anymore, this is enough." She cooed "Thank you very much Jerome for my present" she giggled kissing him softly "it must have been expensive, how much was it?"

“Trust me, princess, I’ll never finish spoiling you.” he said simply, his eyes still roaming over the way she looked in his gift “And I’m not going to tell you how much it cost. You’ll just say it’s too much.” he smirked, pulling her impossibly closer to him

she rolled her eyes a little "you shouldn't spend your money on me."

“Why not, sweetheart? I love spoiling you with beautiful things and making you feel so good. I’d spend all my money on you if I could.” he whispered, gently pulling her earlobe between his teeth "besides you need to get used to being spoilt, when we graduate and I get a high paying job, I'll have lots of money to spend spoiling you." he smirked giving her backside a firm slap

she giggled at his slap, as already his fingers trailed into the corset-style lacing, "oh will you know? So I'm just going to be some spoilt little trophy wife?"

he chuckled softly and he began to gently pull on the lacing, loving how pretty she looked in it “Of course you’re going to be my trophy wife. I’m going to show you off and make every guy who looks at you insanely jealous because you’re all mine. and you’re going to be spoiled as hell” he smirked against her neck, his lips moving over her flesh, his hands tracing over her body still pulling on the lacing but also running over her skin "You're gonna want for nothing, love. you’re going to be spoiled with nice holidays, gifts, and anything you want, my pretty little princess. you’re mine, and you’re going to look damn good on my arm as I show you off everywhere I go.”

she giggled again "and what amazing job are you planning on having to pay for all this?"

“Not sure yet. Maybe something to do with business or finance.” he muttered, gently walking her back towards her bed, he laid her down and settled between her legs. he continued to pull on the laces, his eyes still roaming over every inch of exposed skin “You don’t need to worry, though, love, I’ll make sure you’re spoilt for the rest of your life.” he cooed, “Now… as beautiful as you look in that Y/n. I want you out of it.” He growled…

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Without Mercy P2

Media - House of Anubis Character - Jerome Clarke Couple - Jerome X Reader Reader - (OC) Marceline {Marcy} Langford Rating - Smut! Word Count - 1807

Part one WARNING - NON CONSENT! - WARNING

Jerome smirked as he pulled off his belt and undid his trousers, she was going to love waking up like this. He didn't hesitate and pushed down his boxers and pulled out his hard erection giving himself a few soft strokes before he leaned over her and slowly slipped inside her, He gasped and threw his head back at the sensation of her. “Uhh… Marcy… Marceline you naughty little thing,” he whispered, he started slow and gradually trying to keep her asleep but keeping a fair pace to pleasure himself, she whined and moaned at the feeling of his movements but she was so loud even in her sleep she was being too loud and risked them getting found out. He racked his mind on how to keep her quiet, he glanced around the laundry room as he moved his hips, and he spotted the box of laundry she must have brought down last night from her room, he quickly grabbed it and pulled out a little pair her blue panties that he often peaked under her skirts for.

He laughed quietly at the sight of her cute panties, he couldn't believe how lucky he was to have her like this. She was so helpless and yet she protested, how naughty of her. He balled up the panties and put them in her mouth to gag any sounds she might make as he got faster, it was so bold and so naughty but there was nothing she could do about it. He grabbed her arms and pinned them down on the washer lid beside her head loving the feeling of what he was doing to her, as well as the sight of her under him. Laid on her back on the washer and dryer, her hands pinned down by his own, panties balled up in her mouth, her eyes still closed, her bra pushed up and her shirt undone to reveal her bare bouncing breasts with her nipples hard, her skirt up and her panties to the side his cock inside her as he enjoyed every moment of this.

Jerome kissed her on the neck and after the kiss, he only got more merciless on her getting both of them closer to the edge and just as they were almost there she opened her eyes awake and for a moment she was glazed over before she looked in shock and screamed, His eyes widened as he realised she had woken up, her screaming being muffled by the panties in her mouth. But she already had started squirming beneath him, he quickly leaned down and took the panties out of her mouth.

He waited a moment before saying anything, she had screamed but she hadn't been heard by anyone, which was lucky, he looked at her and smirked slightly before speaking, his voice still teasing. "Well well well, look who's awake."

"j-jeorme what are you doing!" She whines gasping at the shock and feeling of what he’s doing to her,

Jerome smiled as she spoke, her voice still husky and her mind clearly still a little clouded as she still wasn't fully awake. His hands caress her body again as he leans down and whispers in her ear. "I'm having some fun with my naughty little roommate."

"...okay" she nodded knowing she couldn't do anything about this situation, she knew if she screamed everyone would hear them and then they would both be in trouble for this and the blush on her cheeks proved how much she enjoyed this,

"Good girl, you know you enjoyed it even when you were unconscious, so I'm just going to continue where we left off."

she nodded sheepishly red with embarrassment from being trapped like this but also red from just how much she loved it

He chuckled as he noticed her embarrassment and red cheeks and he smirked as he noticed her nod, "Oh you really are just a naughty naughty girl aren't you, I'm going to have to punish you for letting me use you like this Marcy."

she whined but got teary as she held him tight her legs wrapped around his waist as she begged as quietly as she could to not risk them getting found out, "Please Jerome please don't stop!"

He smirked as he saw her cry and felt her legs wrap around him, "Don't worry, I'm going to make sure I get what we want." He then leaned in and kissed her, his lips gently caressing her lips as his fingers moved back along her body.

Marcy grabbed his hair and kissed him hard as she moaned into his mouth he got her to the edge, and she dug her nails into his hair trying to muffle her moans as she squeezed her legs around him as she reached her orgasm,

He moaned into her mouth as the feeling of her feeling her orgasm made him reach his own moaning as his eyes rolled back and he finished, he pulled back still panting slightly both of them meeting eyes and blushing hard to think of everything they had just done. Both gasping, sweaty, and bright red. "You're such a naughty little girl, you need to be punished for this."

"later after school we'll be late any longer" she gasped,

He giggled and kissed her head, and helped her to sit up, "I'll make sure to punish you then, you naughty little girl."

They both redressed and Marcy sprayed a whole bunch of perfume to make sure the laundry room didn't smell of sex or their uniform for that matter before they went out and joined the rest of their housemates for breakfast.

They all sat around the breakfast table and Jerome's grin still never left his face as he noticed no one else was aware of what he and Marcy had just done. She was clearly a lot more tired than him as he sipped his tea. Luckily breakfast soon ended and everyone made their way to school for their classes Marcy grabbed her bag and began to walk so Jerome grabbed his bag and walked with her he thought of the earlier events and smirked again, he knew he was in for a lot more fun with her. He then nudged her gently. "So, did you enjoy our little morning surprise?"

"It's certainly an interesting way to wake up"

He laughed, he liked the way she put it, "But you did enjoy it didn't you?"

"I did" she giggled, "Maybe you can be my alarm clock?"

He smirked at her teasing joke, but he was going to make sure he got full use of that body from now on no more flirting and teasing now he knew she was down. So he gave her a playful slap on the ass keeping his hand there as they walk, "Oh for sure, I'll be sure to get you awake nice and early every morning."

"good, and I'm sure I could help you go to sleep at night as a payback" she smiled

"Ohh now that's an offer I can't refuse..."

"uhh Jerome?"

He tilted his head back to look at her, his arms still around her and his eyes were filled with mischief. "Yes, my naughty little roommate?"

She looked up sheepishly and checked they were alone everyone else in front of them on this way to class "Did you... You know this morning?'

His smirk widened a little "Are you asking if I enjoyed our little morning fun? because I certainly did!"

"I know that but uhh... Did you- you know... Be safe about it?"

Her face was a picture of innocence as his eyes go wide and his mouth opened to answer... But then it closed again as he realised what she was asking. He chuckled. "Don't worry little one, I did..." he lied,

"you did?"

He smirked and nodded. "I was very careful, I made sure to be so careful my naughty little roommate didn't have to worry about anything like that."

"good" she let out a breath "... Where did you get one then? Do you just have pockets full of them all the time or something?"

He giggled as she sounded so concerned, but as he chuckled he took his hand and reached into his pocket before pulling out the blue condom which he hadn’t used, "Maybe I do have them always on me..."

"I imagine you charge the boys a pound each for them?" She giggled.

"Oh, it can get much higher, sometimes I make it five pounds..."

"oooh, that's extortion!" She giggled "Yoink" she said stealing it and putting it in her pocket "just in case,”

"Hey, you owe me a pound for that." He giggled gently as he looked at her,

she pouted "Can't I just owe it to you? Please, Jerome?"

He laughed at the pout and her begging, it was so cute. "Nope, you want it you gotta pay."

she rolled her eyes and pulled him down for a kiss the two stood on the gravel and made out heavily his hands groping her ass almost pulling up her skirt till she pulls back "That enough?"

He laughed and his smirk was still very prevalent. "You're not off the hook just yet my naughty little roommate."

"no?"

"You're not going to get off that easily, you still owe me..." His hands started to trail down again to explore more of her body, his voice teased with every word.

she rolled her eyes and handed over the pound coin He took the pound and smirked at her, "perfect," He leaned down and kissed her again, getting them lost in the making out once again. Once again he pulled away slightly, looking into her eyes, he smirked and said in a teasing voice."What am I going to do about my naughty little roommate, she's not learning her lesson."

"I'm a slow learner" she whines

"Clearly you are." He smirked and gave her ass a hard squeeze, his hands still wandering, before leaning down to kiss her again. "You really are a naughty one."

"Says the boy who fucked my unconscious body in the laundry room this morning while our housemates all ate breakfast"

He smirked as she said that, he couldn't exactly refute her. The smirk quickly turned into a wink. "I'm well aware of my guilt when it comes to being a bad boy. I have no defence for what I did this morning. I took advantage of you, there's no denying that,” He winked again at her, his hands were still moving around her body again, his expression a teasing one. "And I'd do it again in a heartbeat."

"I'm sure you will" she chuckled continuing the walk to class "How about skipping French and going to the old girl's bathroom?"

He smiled as she suggested this, because he was very eager to have a round two."Sounds like a plan to me Marcy,"

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Alone

Media - House of Anubis Character - Jerome Clarke Couple - Jerome X Reader Reader - Y/n Y/L/N Rating - Flirty Af (Maybe mild smut only a lil bit) Word Count - 1250

Jerome stood in his room dressed in his best grey jeans, his blue button down and his grey waistcoat. He was humming to himself 'I'm So Excited' as he made his bed, tucking in a black sheet over his mattress protector, then tossing on his grey duvet cover flattering it out nicely, and finally putting his two grey pillows against the headboard first one on top of the other but then he smiled wickedly and put the pillows one beside the other on his single bed. He then sat on his bed and happily tapped his fingertips together. 

Across the bedroom, Alife packs his suitcase ready for his trip home. "Are you really THIS excited Jerome?" 

"Alfie, I don't think you understand." he began, "Seven days. Alone. In Anubis house. With Y/n." He explained, "I am Ecstatic!" 

"If y/ns here you're not really alone, are you?"

"Shut up Alife,"

Alfie sighed and zipped up his suitcase, "Seriously though. I beg of you. Whatever you two are... going to do this week... please don't do it anywhere... non-sanitizable." 

"We'll try," 

"Have fun man," Alfie told him grabbing his suitcase,

"Ohh I will," Jerome smirked, "Have a good break Alife, See you in a week,"

"See ya," 

Alife then quickly leaves waving his roommate goodbye, Jerome excitedly sits in his bed counting the goodbyes that Trudy makes at the door to each and every Anubis house member as they leave for the week off. Alife going to his parent's vacation home in France, Nina is back off to America, Fabain going to his uncles, Mara off to see her parents, Amber going to some fancy vacation spot, Mick is off on a sports trip, Patrica is away with family too. All the pieces line so perfectly together. Until he heard the words that made him jump with excitement. 

"Mr Clarke! Miss Y/l/n!" Victor yelled from the entryway, 

Jerome bolted up and out of his room leaning on the wall of the boy's downstairs corridor with a smile, seeing Trudy by the door with her bag, Victor by the door with his suitcase and Y/n, standing on the stairs having come down from the girls rooms, in her small white sneakers, black leggings, little purple skirt, white t-shirt, her hair in a side braid and her almost trade mark at this point purple lipgloss. He bites his lip a little as he sees her the idea of everything they can do this week running through his mind. 

Jerome and Y/n had been friends as long as either really remember both getting dropped off at boarding school at the age of five and had always been around each other ever since, The two had been dating secretly for the last two years but rarely get time alone given Anubis house always being full of people, the only people who knew where Alife given he's jeromes roommate and Fabian and Nina but that's only because they are also a couple and thus the four work together to ensure no one gets caught. 

He can barely contain himself as Trudy says goodbye as she heads off on a trip. 

"Be good the both of you," She warns, 

"We will," Y/n smiled,

Trudy then leaves, leaving only Victor by the door. 

Victor glared both of them down before speaking as he paces the entry way, "Now, a refresher of the rules. No parties. No people over. No leaving the house unless it's an emergency. No Mr Clarke pizza is not an emergency."

Jerome almost chuckled but bit his tongue,

"Any non-emergency household issues such as blown bulbs and broken furniture noted down on the pad on my office door. For emergency house issues such as broken ovens or clogged showers call the Zeus house groundskeeper his number is on the fridge. My office is locked as it shall remain until I return, no attic, no basement, no fires in the fireplace, and I don't care if it's your term break lights out and be in bed at 10 o'clock precisely and I will still want it to be quiet enough to hear a pin drop as usual. And absolutely. Positively no room sharing. "

Jerome and Y/n make sneaky side eye at each other a few times during these rules almost as a silent understanding that most if not all those rules are going to be ignored, 

"Do we understand?" Victor asked,

"Got it." He nodded putting his hands in his pockets,

"It's all going to be fine, We are very capable," Y/n smiled, 

"You I trust Miss Y/L/n." Victor nodded going to the door, he then made a point to glare at Jerome which was enough of an answer of how much he trusts him, 

"We'll be just fine, Victor. Don't worry about a thing. We'll take good care of Anubis house and each other while you're gone." Jerome smiled,

"Alright, Emergency key and numbers are on the fridge. I expect good behaviour." He glared, before picking up his case and heading out the door he locked the first and then went out the second locking that one too. 

For a moment Jerome and Y/n stand in the silence letting it sink in that they are... really alone. 

"We... are... alone," Y/n said, 

"We're finally alone! No rules, no supervision, just you and me for a whole week." He gasped trying to hold back his excitement, 

She steps down the stairs for a moment checking as if she doesn't trust that everyone isn't just going to jump out on them, "All alone, after so long of boarding school houses and summer camps we..."

"No Victor, No Trudy, No Alife, no anyone. Just us." He offers his hand and she happily takes it so he spins her around in the entryway under the grand chandelier, "We're finally all alone,"

"Finally all alone," They press their foreheads together and can't hold back the smiles their arms around one another lovingly, 

"So, what do you want to do first? We can do anything we want! No limits, no rules, no restrictions."

"I have an idea," she smirked grabbing the collar of his shirt and pulling him into a kiss,

He kisses her back the two quickly letting their tounges explore one and another as they heavily make out, He pulls her waist a little till he pushes her up against the wall already egarly getting his hands up her skirt, 

When the outside door opens making them pull apart, Y/n moves around the corner leaning her back on the wall, Jerome leaning his elbow on the wall to his side, and both smile awkwardly as Victor comes back in. 

"Hi!" Jerome yelps, 

"Forgot my hat," Victor said grabbing his hat, even if he lusciously glared between the two of them, 

Y/n did her best not to blush and Jerome did his best not to smile too much but as Y/n glanced between them she glared at Jerome seeing his lips now purple from her lipgloss so she made eye contact with him and rubbed the corner of her mouth which Jerome picks up on any quickly wipes the lipgloss from his mouth and innocently smiles,

"Behave," Victor demanded before he left locking both doors again, 

Jerome and Y/n wait this time to hear his car actually leave, before both let out a quick breath of relief. 

"Wanna go sit and make out on the sofa?" He asked,

"And order Pizza?" She asked,

He quickly pulls her into another kiss, "I love you."

"I love you too," she smiled grabbing his hand and dragging him into the living room, 

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Without Mercy P4

Media - House of Anubis Character - Jerome Clarke Couple - Jerome X Reader Reader - (OC) Marceline {Marcy} Langford Rating - Smut! Word Count - 1565

Part one Part Two Part Three

"I'm sure of it" she smiled tossing her bag to the side and pulling him back into a make out her hands trailed his shirt His lips came back to hers, he was enjoying every part of this. His hands came up and began to unbutton his shirt, he pulled back after a bit and smirked down at her.

"Well, if you want to feel my skin... " He smiled as he undid the rest of the buttons of his shirt, “Don’t you think I get to too?” He smirked pulling her skirt up and shoving down her panties so he can grab her bare ass, she giggled and slid her hands up and down his chest as they made out, his hands began squeezing and groping. His breathing was quickening and he whispered back. "I hope... You know... just how much... I”

"how much you what Jerome?" She gasped

He smirked as you let out a quiet gasp, his breath was quickening and he squeezed her ass once more as he finally got out the answer, he smirked and whispered once more his voice slightly breathless. "How much I love every inch of you.. Every inch of you is perfect to me, your ass.... Your lips... Your body... Your heart... Everything... I love it all so... So damn."

"I love you more" she giggled between kisses "just promise me one thing"

"I promise, just one thing... What is it?" He chuckled gently as he pulled away a little and looked down into her eyes,

"actually use the condom this time" she chuckled

He smirked as he leaned down, kissed her again and slowly began getting the condom from his pocket. He laughed quietly as he opened the packet. "Only because you asked me so nicely,”

Marcy giggled and they continued to make out so heavily that the line between what was making out and touching VS what was full-on foreplay was becoming fuzzier and fuzzier until Jerome pulled away gasping for breath, he turned her to face the wall her back to him and pulled off his school tie using it to tie her hands together in the small of her back He smirked as he tied her little hands together, He stepped behind her and rubbed his hand up and down her ass, he whispered in her ear while his other hand getting himself out and fiddling with the condom and getting it on.

“You want this Marcy?”

“Yes Jerome,”

“Perfect my naughty little roommate,” He chuckled and gave one soft smack to her ass before whispering once again into her ear. “Cause I can’t wait any longer,” he didn't waste time knowing they only had 45 minutes before third period and they'd spent a good while making out, he held her hips and made full use of the merciless he could have with all the space of the stall.

Marcy muffled her moans as best she could often squirming against the wall as Jerome's tie that held her wrists,

Jerome smirked as he heard the soft muffled noises of her moans, she was sounding very cute and her squirming had only made him desire her even more. The moment he got the condom on he pushed her more firmly against the wall, his hands rubbing up and down her body and squeezing her ass as she struggled. He smirked down at her, She began to gently moan his name trying to keep herself quiet, Her moans were driving him insane, he leaned down and kissed her neck, she bit her lip to keep herself quiet, his grip was firm, almost aggressively firm as he took advantage of the position of having her tied up, He was going crazy for her at this point, He whispered back to her, his voice laced with his desires. "I want you so badly that it hurts…”

“Jerome Please, Please…” She whined,

He sped up but he didn’t keep this speed for long as that was all it took to finish her he had to hold a hand over her mouth so she wouldn't scream so loud the whole school heard, she gasped and groaned but he kept going at a merciless pace until he finally reached his own orgasm digging his nails into her ass as he did. “Ughh… uhhhhh…. UGhhhhh Marcy!”

He was breathing heavily as he finally pulled back, he smirked to himself, he felt like he could conquer the world right now. "Wow... That was incredible... I could do this all day with you..." He whispered as pulled out and began undoing the condom.

"mhm" she mumbled to tried for words,

He took the condom off and threw it out, he smiled as he looked down at her, Marcy looked absolutely adorable right now. He pulled her into an affectionate hug as he took in her cuteness. "I'm sorry if my tie was a little tight, I wasn't thinking straight with your little body in front of me."

"it's okay" she gasped as he undid the tie and the two slowly got dressed again even if Marcy did take the time to lay her head in his chest before he did his shirt up,

He laughed and kissed the top of her head, "C'mon silly, we should get back to class, unless..." He smirked, his voice laced with a little hope that maybe she’d skip classes again with him.

"Unless?" She gasped her knees trembling

"Unless you skip more classes with me so we can have more time to ourselves..."

"not today Jerome... I'm tried out"

"Fine. For now... I'll pick you up later though, and maybe we can have another make-out session once we're both a little more refreshed."

"lunchtime make out?'

He laughed as if she were the cutest thing ever. "Lunch time make out it is, let's just hope I don't get too carried away."

"mhm, I am... Tried." She gasped giving herself a spray with perfume "Science class now. We can't skip Mr sweet will get mad" she says

"Ugh I hate that guy, and the way he stares at you. He’s a pervy old man. I swear if he looks at you wrong again I'm going to punch him." He chuckled as he grabbed the last of his things, he leaned in closely over to her again and whispered one last time. "Just try and stay out of trouble, and just know I'll be thinking about you during chemistry."

"you can't punch him he's the headmaster" she laughed, “I know you will”

"It'd be worth it, trust me that guy gets on my last damn nerve." He said jokingly, he patted her head as he said it and leaned in to give her nose a little sniff, he laughed as he smelled "You smell nice, trying to hide that you got naughty with me in here."

"trying, you going to attempt to hide it or is it a bit thing to walk into class smelling of sex? You going to show off to Fabian and Alfie?"

He laughed and snorted at the fact she was pointing out something he hadn't even realised, he put his hand over his nose and sniffed his chest. "Damn... I probably shouldn't, but there is something hot the thought of walking into that class smelling like I just made love to you. I might just have to risk getting caught."

"don't be mean to him he's still sad Nina moved away and now he has to have Skype sex"

"Damn that sounds so depressing... Poor Fabian, I almost feel sorry for the guy."

"almost?"

"Well... he is a douche." He snickered as he said that, but then it was replaced with the slightest hint of sympathy. "But... I guess I do feel bad for him, just a little bit, not enough to not tease him but maybe I'll ease up on him a little."

"good, just cause you get to screw your girlfriend in the bathrooms everyday doesn't mean you have to show off and be mean" she giggled giving him kisses

He laughed at her comment, He returned the kisses, and kissed her forehead. "Fine... I'll play nice, but I refuse to pass on the opportunity to rub it in a little bit, how about that?"

"alright" she giggled "Jerome?" She asked before they left the bathroom

He smiled at her as he stopped and looked down at her, she was adorable, he was almost tempted to skip class with her right now even though she was tired but if she was offering again he was so so down. He laughed a bit at how cute she was. "Yeah Marcy?"

she wraps her arms around him and nuzzles into his shirt with a happy little smile "Love you"

He smiled as he hugged her back as she nuzzled up to him and he wrapped his arms around her, she was so small in his arms, but he loved it, he loved how she fit so perfectly against his body. "I love you too... But you should go before we’re late for class,”

"Okay, last kiss?" she giggled,

“Last kiss for now,” he cooed the two sharing a sweet kiss, He smiled once more as he pulled himself away, giving her one last squeeze on the ass, "I can't wait till lunch, I'm going to be counting down the minutes, and don't try and skip out on me at lunch. I'll be looking for you, we're not ending things here for the day, okay?"

“Okay,” She nodded before they headed out just in time for the bell to next class. 

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Without Mercy P3

Media - House of Anubis Character - Jerome Clarke Couple - Jerome X Reader Reader - (OC) Marceline {Marcy} Langford Rating - Smut! Word Count - 1355

Part one Part Two

Jerome and Marcy arrived to the school and went to their lockers grabbing their books and such heading to the first class of English literature the tension mounted as both couldn't help glancing at each other thinking of what they had done and what they were going to do, He smirked as his gaze kept drifting back to her, he really was a lucky guy to have landed her. The two of them walked to English and sat near the back of the room. He put his textbook down as he looked back at her, the smirk on his lip still as he leaned back and let his legs cross, She giggled silently doing her best to hide her excitement by crossing her leg too.

As soon as their teacher finished the register and assigned some basic reading and question sheets, let the class talk among themselves. Jerome smirked at her once more, she looked so damn cute. He whispered a little so it couldn't be heard. "Just one more hour before I get you in that bathroom stall."

she blushed and tried to get on with the work the teacher set them even if she's squirming in her seat with excitement "Jerome" she whined a little

He had seen how squirmy she was and couldn't help but smirk at it, he leaned back and whispered back to her. "What is it, my naughty little roommate?"

“You lied to me!” She complained,

He smirked glancing down to her shifting in her seat, “Did I?”

"Jerome I can feel it!" She whispered glancing down to her legs "I have to sit here and hold... Everything else I'll leak onto the chair"

He laughed quietly as she whispered this, he was finding this cute and amusing at the same time. "Aww, how unlucky for you" He gave your thigh a little squeeze in teasing.

"Jerome this isn't funny" she whispered, "what am I supposed to do!"

He leaned down a little closer so no one could hear, he smirked up at her and whispered back. "You're just going to have to sit there and deal with it for now."

"Jerome! This isn't fair! You told me you had!" She whispered

He shrugged and gave her thigh one more little squeeze. "Well, I was lying, you're just going to have to deal with that." His tone was playful as ever as he smirked still, it was clear he had no intention of backing down.

"what if i- what if something happens!"

He smirked and tilted his head back a little, he didn't answer her question instead continuing to tease. "Well, what do you think could happen... My naughty little roommate?"

"what if I... Got .. you know"

He chuckled, he knew what she were getting at but continued to tease as he leaned in and whispered back, his face a bit more serious this time. "What if you got.... Pregnant?"

she nodded

He chuckled as he gave her thigh a little squeeze once more, before speaking again. "Well my naughty little roommate, I just want you to know, if that were to happen I'd take care of you and the child..."

"you're enjoying this, aren't you? That one of your pervy things isn't it?"

He smirked "It's certainly an... Interesting fantasy my naughty little roommate..."

"what getting me pregnant?" she whispered

"Maybe." He whispered back, he leaned down and kissed her cheek before whispering once again. "Although, you know, it's not the only fantasy I have with you..."

"I'm not surprised. But Jerome I'm serious why did you lie to me what if I actually do!"

"Well, as I said, I'll take care of it all, if you actually do end up pregnant." He paused for a moment before speaking again, this time more teasing and in a whisper. "I do love the idea of impregnating my naughty little roommate."

"I know you hate some of our classes Jerome but knocking me up is not a way to get us out of school"

"Trust me it's not the reason I'd want to knock you up..." He leaned down and softly whispered as he squeezed her thigh again, "I want to knock you up because then you'd be tied to me, you'd get that pregnant body that I want to see, and you'd have my baby... I'd have the chance to be a parent and be the first person to ever see you pregnant." He took a breath to stop himself from saying more, he was getting very excited by his thoughts.

"you are a dirty little boy,"

"You're only just figuring that out?" He smirked, "Well my dirty little roommate, I have other plans for you, for the both of us..."

"like?"

"If I told you, you'd think I was a perverted psycho who only wants to have sex with your body, nothing else."

"aren't you?"

He sighed and shook his head, the fact you couldn't tell he actually loved you hurt him a little bit, he was just trying to tease and play around, but you thought he only wanted your body. "No, there's much more to you than only your body, I want everything."

"everything?"

He nodded. "Everything, I want all of you, your body, your love, your heart... All of you belongs to me."

"everything so you want to fuck my unconscious body on the dryer in the laundry room. And... Deal with me screaming at you when I'm two days deep into a period and your breathing too loud? And everything in between?"

He smirked and squeezed her thigh once more, he was loving this now, as he wasn't going to deny any of those things. He leaned in once again, now whispering to your ear as he spoke. "I want it. All of it. I want it all. Your tantrums. your period complaints, the days of just sitting on the couch watching movies and cuddling. I want it all, it's what's part of you and you are perfect. Yes, that includes your little moody rants after a couple of days of being on your period."

"awww Jerome" she cooed lying on his shoulder

His arms came around her, and he pulled her close to his chest, she was small, it was a perfect fit as his lips came to her ear and he whispered the final words of this little speech. "I want it all because you're perfect to me, I love you my naughty little roommate."

"aww love you too you pervy boy" she giggled

He laughed as she called him a pervy boy, he kissed your head and you could notice he had the faintest of smiles. "Oh my goodness my little angel is calling me a naughty pervy boy... Such a dirty mouth!"

"if I'm an angel you'd a devil" she teased him

He smirked and squeezed her thigh again, he was loving this playful banter between the two of them. "Yeah, if I'm a devil that makes you my angel of sin, I'm the devil and you're always tempting me."

"umm I'm sure I'd be willing to lay down on the pentagram as an angelic sacrifice for the devilish Incubus demon" she giggled tickling his chin

"My little angelic sacrifice, would you really submit yourself so willingly?"

"I'm not sure my demonic Incubus will give me a choice" she smirked as the bell rang so she packed up her stuff

He stood, smiling as he wrapped his arm around her waist. “Now I remember we had a little deal about french?” he smirked as he squeezed her ass once more.

“Did we?” She plaid innocent,

"You know I can't miss a chance to squeeze that ass, it's my favourite ass after all..." He whispered, “So, come on.”

she giggled and they quickly snuck away from the main part of the school into the old girls bathrooms rarely used by anyone given how old and broken they are quickly ducking inside to skip classes and picking the largest stall next to the wall which Jerome excitedly locked. As soon as the door locked behind them he pushed Marcy up against the wall, he pulled her in for a passionate kiss. He smirked leaning into her neck and giving it a gentle nibble. He whispered into her neck as he squeezed her ass.

"Skipping class isn't the only naughty thing we're going to do in here..."

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Without Mercy

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Jerome sat in the Anubis house living and dining room, he was tired but somehow he was the first awake in the dorm, a very rare thing for him. He ate some toast dressed in his black shoes, grey trousers, leather belt, white button-down shirt and grey jumper. He tied his school tie around his neck as he ate and he spotted a fellow housemate awake, Marcy headed through in her usual uniform of small black lace-up shoes, grey knee-high socks, a grey pleated skirt, white button-down, school tie, and maroon blazer her hair up in a bun with another school tie as a bow, she wonders in rubbing her eyes as she tried desperately to wake up,

He noticed her and smirked, already had a plan in his mind to have some fun. He had a thing for Marcy and loved to tease how innocent she was, more than once he had managed to wiggle his way into groping, fondling and kissing her. Even if he often had to stop himself from doing much worse to her, if it was up to him he’d lay her on the breakfast table right now and turn her into a mindless doll, "Morning sleepy head?"

She grumbles and tries to sit in a chair at the table but accidentally sits on Jerome's leg her small grey skirt against his grey trousers,

He laughed a little bit already getting excited, before nudging her playfully. "Watch yourself sleepy head, you might end up on my lap for more reasons than you planned."

"humm? Ohh? Morning Jerome" she yawned,

"Good Morning," he chuckled,

"umm soft" she grumbled turning and rubbing her face on his jumper nuzzling her head into his shoulder, "Five more minutes" she yawned,

He chuckled at her and lifted her up, resting her more directly on his lap and pulling her close into him, one arm going around her waist and the other hand holding her head on his shoulder. "Humm looks like I have you to myself finally,"

She grumbled clearly very tired, she moves a little bit and pressed soft tender kisses to his neck until she finds a spot she likes which she bites and began sucking on absentmindedly clearly assuming he was her pillow,

His face flushed slightly at this, biting his lip to stop himself from groaning, his hands slowly moving to squeeze her behind slightly, he chuckled at the sensation of her mouth sucking on his neck but he did try and move her a little to stop it. His voice becomes low and he’s already getting horny just from her doing this to him, his hand slides down from her hair to her ass stroking her over her cotton skirt, "Someone is getting very naughty already."

She doesn't answer already deep in her snoozy sleep sucking on his neck and giving him a harsh hickey,

Jerome’s face was already a bright red and he couldn't help the groan that was leaving his mouth, he kissed the top of her head and squeezed her ass as she continued to suck his neck. He tried to keep them quiet as they were still at the breakfast table and anyone could walk in any minute. "You're going to get me into so much trouble little one."

"umm Jerome," she muttered sleepily clearly dreaming as she continued to deepen the hickey and now her hand stroked up and down his shirt,

His breathing became slightly heavier as he looked at her hand. He loved how cuddly, sleepy and touchy she was being he felt like he could do anything, which was perfect. "Oh yes, you're definitely getting me in trouble…"

Just as Jerome utters those words he hears talking, and footsteps. As other Anubis house members make their way down for breakfast, he doesn’t want this to end he can’t stop this now he’s far too excited, it’s all too perfect for him to imagine stopping now. He has her right where he wants her after so long of trying, and they will just wake her and make her move, and he’ll have to hide his hard-on all morning. He tries to think fast of some way he could continue his fun. He had an idea and he grinned down at her, he grabs her under her ass and lifts her up with him, carrying her quickly as he sneaks through the kitchen and into the laundry room, he sits her down on top of the washing machine and shut the door turning the lock to give them some privacy. He couldn’t help but smirk keeping the light off to avoid detection, looking at her so perfectly in his arms her head against his chest as she sleepily wheezed on the washing machine.

He knew he shouldn’t it was so risky, so sick, so dirty. But… he had a very naughty idea.

Jerome slowly laid her down on the washing machine laying her across the washer and dryer tops, leaning down to kiss her cheek. She grumbled a little in her sleep but nothing more seeming content to sleep where he had put her. He looked down at her and smirked, he began to work he knew this was bad but he wanted this so much, so thrilled to have her completely at his mercy. he undid her tie slowly tugging it off her before his hands slid down and began unbuttoning her shirt button by button. Jerome undone the last button and pulled her shirt apart keeping her blazer and shirt on so as to not make her too cold, and just in case they got caught. His eyes were glued to the red padded bra she wore and his hands starting to wander over her taking both of her breasts in his hands and fonding them, squeezing and massaging them through her bra, his touch gentle and delicate and his lips even more so as he kissed down her stomach.

She stirred a little at his kisses squirming a little under him,

He could barely contain himself feeling his erection throbbing so desperately, he moved his hands to the bottom of her bra and pushed it up towards her neck revealing her bare breasts, “Uhh… Marcy,” He groans kissing her sternum as he gropes her breasts with both hands rubbing his face against them enjoying her soft skin, she whines a little and squirms a little more under him as her breasts are exposed her nipples perky given the cold of the laundry room as well as Jeromes playing, He laughed quietly at her squirming "You're up for anything even in your sleep huh? Even when you're unconscious you're as naughty as you can be." he groans his fingers flicked her hardening nipples a few times before he tugged on them to make them even harder watching her whine as he did.

She grumbles his name in her sleep a few times but nothing more clearly only believing any sensation was her dreams, he groans as he moves her feet up onto the dryer lid too and pushes her knees, He laughed quietly again as he looked at her, deep in her dreams, her face so peaceful and cute, her uniform open her bra pushed up, her breasts bouncing with each breath, her nipples hard, her feet up on and knees spread so utterly at his mercy. He moved his hand lower to her skirt, pushing it up and revealing her completely as she saw her red panties that had matched with the red bra, His hand slowly moved up her thigh, caressing her soft skin as it went higher and higher. He smirked and gave her thigh a gentle pinch.

She squirmed a little more letting out a little moan of protest to his pinch,

He noticed her protesting and even though she wasn't fully awake it was still fun, it still turned him on that she wasn't fully aware of what was happening and yet she was still protesting. So he slowly moved her panties to the side, just enough so that she would notice them being moved. he gasped as he saw her like this so exposed for him, he licked his lip as he saw her glisten for him, he didn't want to waste any more time undoing his belt.

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Movie Night

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Jerome yawned a little but he didn't want to head to bed just yet. He sat in the Anubis house living room perched happily on the sofa watching a movie. It was a usual Friday night movie where everyone came down to watch and of course, people and snacks slowly filtered off over time to head to bed after the long schooling week or just to go and fool around with their respective partners. And now as the movie continues into its second half the table is empty of snacks and the living room is almost abandoned. Only Jerome, Y/n and Nina still sat up watching it.

Nina sat in the chair yawning her head off. Jerome shared the sofa with Y/n the two also sharing a blanket. Y/n almost asleep on the sofa arm.

Y/n mumbled, her eyelids drooping further.

Jerome chuckled softly, adjusting the blanket to keep himself warm, he smiled nudging her gently with his elbow.

she shifted and nodded trying to keep herself awake.

"I'm done. See you guys tomorrow." Nina sighed as she gave up trying to stay up heading to her room,

As soon as Nina left, Y/n let out a small sigh and her head lolled onto Jerome's shoulder.

He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close and giving her a gentle squeeze, “Hello there, you sleepy little snuggle bug,”

“Ummm….” she grumbles,

“You're so light,” he teased, “I could lift you with one hand tied behind my back.” He squeezed her gently,

Y/n nodded nuzzling into Jerome's shoulder and trying desperately not to fall asleep,

Jerome's fingers trailed lazily through Y/n's hair, “You're so soft,” Jerome murmured, his lips brushing against the top of her head. He looked down at her, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes. “You're really trying hard not to fall asleep, aren't you?”

Y/n nodded her eyes heavy as she looked up at him with wide eyes,

Jerome couldn't help but smile, "... I know a way to keep you up, Y/n." Jerome growled, his hand slipping under their shared blanket to stroke her thigh,

His touch sent a jolt of electricity through Y/n's body, and she felt her eyelids fluttering closed.

But Jerome's grip on her thigh tightened, holding her in place. “No sleeping,” he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. “Not yet, anyway.”

She felt a moan building in the back of her throat, but before she could release it, Jerome's mouth crashed down on hers. Their lips clashed together in a fierce kiss, tongues tangling as they devoured each other. Y/n's hands flew up to grab his shoulders, pulling him closer as she lost herself in the sensation. Jerome's hands roamed freely over her body, cupping her breasts and squeezing them gently.

He pulled back from the kiss, his chest heaving with exertion. “Now can you stay awake?”

she sheepishly nodded

A sly smile spread across Jerome's face as he leaned in close, his lips grazing the shell of her ear. “I'm glad you're feeling more... alert,” he whispered, his breath sending shivers down her spine. His hand slipped up, this time finding its way between her legs. Jerome's fingers stroked her panties softly, coaxing a gentle moan from Y/n's lips.

She felt herself melting into his touch, her body surrendering to his skilled caress. “Oh god,” she breathed, her eyes drifting shut as pleasure washed over her.

Jerome chuckled low in his throat, his fingers moving in slow circles around her clit. “You like that?”

she nodded and softly whined, "Mhm."

Jerome's fingers picked up speed, as he circled her clit.

Y/n's hips bucked upward, seeking more friction “More,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the movie.

Jerome obliged, pulling her panties to the side and moving his fingers, digging deeper into her folds as he coaxed another moan from her lips. His free hand slid up her stomach, cupping her breast as he squeezed it gently. His fingers continued to dance across her skin, sending waves of pleasure crashing over Y/n's body. Jerome's mouth descended upon hers once more, their lips meeting in a fierce kiss.

“Yes,” she gasped, her hips arching off the bed as he worked her with expert precision.

Jerome's tongue tangled with hers, their breathing growing ragged as they devoured each other. His fingers curled inward, rubbing against her G-spot as he sought to drive her higher.

Y/n's nails dug into his shoulders, as she struggled to contain the rising tide of ecstasy within her.

His fingers continued to tease her, building the tension until Y/n thought she'd burst apart at any moment. Jerome's mouth left hers, his lips tracing a path down her neck as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. “You want it, don't you?” he asked,

Y/n nodded, unable to form words as she teetered on the edge of climax.

Jerome's fingers quickened their pace, driving her closer and closer to the precipice. And then, in an instant, he stopped.

"uh! Jerome!" She whined in protest to his sudden stop

Jerome's fingers remained lodged deep within her, teasing her with the promise of release. A sly grin spread across his face as he leaned in close, his lips brushing against her ear. “Don't worry, baby,” he whispered, his voice dripping with seduction. “I've just begun to play.” He withdrew his fingers, leaving Y/n feeling empty and wanting. But before she could protest further, Jerome's hands closed around her wrists, pinning them above her head as he pinned her down on the sofa, “Shh,” he soothed, his eyes glinting with mischief. “Just relax.” Jerome's grip on her wrists tightened, his fingers digging deep into her skin as he held her captive.

Y/n's eyes flashed with a mix of frustration and desire, her chest heaving with every ragged breath.

“You're so beautiful when you're frustrated,” he purred, With a swift motion, he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close as he buried his face in the crook of her neck. He gripped her hands and pulled them to his jeans, “Touch me baby,”

she excitedly Giggled, Her small hands danced across the fabric, undoing the button and zipper with a practiced ease that made.

Jerome's eyes flash with excitement. As she pulled his pants down, Jerome's cock sprang free, standing tall and proud in all its glory.

Y/n's gaze locked onto it, her eyes sparkling with desire as she reached out to wrap her fingers around the base. Jerome's breath caught in his throat as she began to stroke him, her touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through his veins.

“Ah, yeah,” he groaned, his head falling back as he surrendered to her ministrations.

Y/n's grip tightened, her fingers closing around him like a vice as she pumped him slowly, building the pressure until Jerome thought he'd lose control altogether.

Jerome's eyes snapped open, his gaze locking onto Y/n's as she continued to work him over. He felt himself getting harder, his body tense with anticipation. “Enough,” he growled, his voice low and husky, as he grasped her wrist and pulled her hand away from his cock.

Y/n looked up at him, a questioning expression on her face, but Jerome didn't give her a chance to speak. Instead, he yanked her to his lips,

Jerome's tongue invaded her mouth, tangling with hers in a fierce kiss that left them both breathless. As they broke apart for air, Jerome's hands roamed over Y/n's body, finding the hem of her skirt and pulling it up to her hips. His fingers found the lace trim of her panties, and with a swift motion, he ripped them away, exposing her wet flesh to the cool air.

Y/n's eyes widened in surprise, but Jerome just chuckled, his lips curling up into a wicked smile.

“You're so ready for me,” he whispered, his breath dancing across her skin. Jerome's thumbs parted her labia, revealing the swollen nub of her clit. He dipped his head down, his tongue darting out to circle the sensitive flesh of her slit, making Y/n's hips buck involuntarily.

“Oh God,” she moaned, her hands grasping for something to hold onto as Jerome's tongue delved deeper, probing the depths of her sex.

He worked her over with precision, his tongue lashing against her G-spot until Y/n thought she'd shatter apart at any moment. Jerome's tongue continued its relentless assault, pushing Y/n higher and higher until she was on the brink of collapse.

Her legs trembled beneath her, her muscles straining to hold her upright as he ravaged her with his mouth.

Suddenly, Jerome's fingers slipped inside her, two thick digits thrusting deep into her channel as he sucked hard on her clit.

Y/n felt herself coming undone, her entire world narrowing to a single point of pure ecstasy.

Jerome's fingers curled inside her, his palm pressing against her G-spot as he milked her orgasm for all it was worth.

Y/n's body convulsed around him, her muscles clenching down on his fingers in a desperate bid to hold onto the sensation. But Jerome wasn't having it - he kept pumping his fingers in and out of her, coaxing another wave of pleasure from her trembling form. As she came down from the high, Jerome slowly withdrew his fingers, but he just smiled at her and licked them clean,

“Bedroom?”

“Yes Please,” She nodded, 

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Good Morning

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Jerome yawned as he trudged his way from his room to the kitchen still dressed in his Pj’s from the night before, the house quiet, the sun only just peaking over the top of the horizon. Trudy had yet to get up and start on Saturday’s breakfast. Jerome’s mouth felt like a desert and he was desperate for some juice. He grabbed the carton and filled up a glass having a long drawn out sip in the middle of the kitchen.

Rather suddenly Y/n, also in her PJ's clamped her arms around his torso laying her head on his chest,

Jerome was in the middle of a gulp making him freeze, he gently placed his glass on the counter gently turning to glance down at the girl latched onto him, he couldn't help but chuckle as he wrapped his arms around her bringing her in closer gently holding her body in his arms.

She rubbed her nose against his pj shirt not saying a word in her sleepy state,

Jerome just smiled down at her bringing a hand down to gently ruffle her hair his fingers gently combing through her hair. he couldn't help but marvel at how cute she looked when she was sleepy, he bent down slightly pressing his nose into the top of her head taking in the scent of her hair and then pressing a tender kiss there, he couldn't help but smile even more just gently embracing her for a few moments.

she slowly looked up at him, black smudged panda eyes from yesterday's eyeliner, her eyes barely open in her sleepy state, but she opened her mouth like a baby bird,

he chuckled quietly at the sight of her, he picked up the glass again gently placing the rim against her lips, gently tilting it for her to drink,

she drank a good share of it before she moved back licking her lips and rubbing against his chest again "Thank you Jerome..." She yawns

"your welcome sleepyhead" he teased gently

"Good morning" she yawns

"morning angel, how late did you stay up last night? you look like you're dying to go back to bed"

"... Humm is it late if it was technically today? At what point is it me being up late verses I'm just very early?" She asked

he raised an eyebrow at her question, "what time did you go to bed and then I'll tell you if you're late or early"

"four."

his eyes widened a bit as that information sunk in. "four am?.. Angel, you do realize that normally when someone says 'staying up late' they don't mean the ass crack of dawn right?"

"I couldn't sleep..."

his expression softened slightly at her answer and he looked at her slightly concerned. he wasn't sure why she had stayed up that late, or why she had chosen to wait up until that time. he gave her a gentle squeeze and ran a hand through her hair again

"why couldn't you sleep?"

"my tummy hurt."

he frowned a bit, hearing that she had been in pain last night. he brought his hand down to rest against her stomach gently rubbing it "you should have woken me up if you were in pain angel, i would have gotten you some medicine and made sure you were comfortable"

"I didn't wanna wake you"

"you can always wake me up if you need anything. I would rather lose some sleep than have you be in discomfort or pain all night" he continued gently rubbing her stomach, hoping it helped with any remnants of pain. he then bent down slightly pressing a kiss to the top of her head and continuing to hug her to his chest, after a few moments of silence he pulled away a bit looking down at her "is your stomach still hurting angel? or are you feeling better now?"

"still hurts." She answered "...can I come lay in your bed?"

his expression softened, and he couldn't help but feel a pang of concern that her stomach was still hurting. "of course, come here angel, I'll let you lay in my bed" he nodded. Jerome carefully picked her up and started carrying her to his bedroom, “Lets get you tucked up in bed for a few more hours.” 

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Cuddles

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Jerome lay In his bed watching a movie on his laptop, well half watching it.

Y/n lay in bed with him, her head on his chest, his arm around her, they were meant to be watching the movie but Y/n was mostly just cuddling and not paying any attention to the movie. Y/n's fingers brushed against his chest, sending a shiver down his spine.

“What's so interesting about my abs?” he asked, raising an eyebrow as he gazed down at her. “Or… lack their off.”

"They feel nice to lay on and to touch," she cooed kissing his chest next to where she rested her head,

A low chuckle rumbled in his throat as he wrapped his arms tighter around her, pulling her closer. “Well, I'm glad you're appreciating them,” his lips brushed against the top of her head.

"Jerome?" She whined a little tugging on his T-shirt,

He shifted slightly, adjusting his position to accommodate her request, “Yeah, baby?”

She simply tugged his shirt a little harder hunting she wanted his shirt off,

With a sly grin, he lifted his arms, allowing her to pull the shirt over his head. His chest muscles flexed beneath her fingertips as she ran her hands across his skin.

She happily burrowed into his bare chest stroking her fingers over him, "Ummmm" she sighed happily,

His eyes drifted shut, a relaxed smile spreading across his face as he felt her warm breath dance across his skin. He wrapped his arms around her once more, holding her close as she nuzzled deeper into the crook of his neck. His fingers trailed down her back, tracing the curve of her spine before dipping beneath the hem of her skirt. He slipped his hand higher, his palm gliding over the smooth skin of her waist,

she giggled just nuzzling up more with her beloved boyfriend

Jerome moved his hand a little higher, His fingers danced across her skin, teasing the edges of her bra straps before slipping down and beneath the shirt to cup her breast.

she softly moaned as he massaged her breast rubbing her cheek against his chest, and squirming her little hips against his thigh

His thumb brushed against her nipple, sending a jolt of electricity through both of them. He leaned in, his mouth closing over hers in a possessive kiss, his tongue probing the depths of her mouth as he pulled her tighter against him.

Jerome closed his laptop setting it on the bedside table before he turned a little to lay on his side like she was, both his hands coming up to massage her breasts, their hips firmly against each other as she squirms from pleasure it rubs up against his jeans and his hardening cock. His fingers kneaded her flesh, coaxing a low hum of pleasure from her throat as she pressed herself harder against him. His hips rocked gently, the friction between them building heat and tension, his erection straining against the fabric of his jeans. his hands moved back unclipping her bra and sliding the bra and her shirt off,

Y/n softly squealed playfully as he revealed her,

"Fuck I love your tits." He groaned kissing down her neck as his hands massage her breasts. Kissing lower and lower until his mouth closed around her nipple, sucking it deep into his mouth as his fingers rolled the other peak between his thumbs, sending shivers of delight coursing through her body.

Y/n's head fell back, her eyes drifting shut as she surrendered to the waves of pleasure washing over her.

he quickly swapped to suck her other nipple,

"Ah! Jerome!" She softly moaned

His zipper slid down with a smooth hiss, and he pushed his jeans and boxers down to his thighs, his erection springing free. He reached for Y/n's waistband, pulling her panties down in one swift motion, exposing her slick folds to the air. His fingers delved into her wetness, stroking her clit in slow, circular motions as he continued to suckle her nipple.

she moaned loudly at the stimulation of her breasts and her clit her body shaking as she shifts onto her back with Jerome on top. She giggled pushing off her skirt and panties leaving her naked on his bed, "Jerome... Please" she gasped spreading her legs to reveal how wet she was

He lifted his head, his eyes locked on hers as he gazed at the sight before him. A low growl rumbled in his throat as he positioned himself between her legs, his erection bobbing with anticipation. With a gentle nudge, he parted her folds further, his tip gliding through her wetness before he plunged forward, sinking deep inside her warmth. His thrusts were slow and deliberate, each stroke drawing a gasp from Y/n's lips as she wrapped her legs around his waist, holding him close.

Her nails dug into his skin, urging him deeper, faster.

He obliged, increasing the tempo until they were moving in perfect syncopation, their bodies entwined in a dance of lust and abandon. Sweat dripped from his brow, mingling with Y/n's tears of pleasure as she screamed his name, her body convulsing around him. His hips pistoned harder, driving himself deeper into her core as he felt the familiar tension building within him.

Y/n's cries grew louder, her body tensing around him like a vice, and he knew she was on the brink of orgasm.

With one final, brutal thrust, he sent them both tumbling over the edge, their screams mingling in a cacophony of release as they collapsed together in a sweaty, tangled heap.

she gasped desperately as she relaxed "... I love you" she whispered

His chest heaved with exertion, his face buried in the crook of her neck as he held himself deep within her still-quivering depths. A low rumble vibrated through his throat as he spoke, his voice husky with emotion, “I love you too, baby... so much.” His arms tightened around her, holding her close as he savored the feeling of completion that washed over him. For a moment, the world narrowed to this: just the two of them, lost in the aftermath of their passion. he leans up and kisses her lips not hard and lustful just a sweet lovely kiss,

Jerome trembled as he pulled away thinking for a moment. How much he loved Y/n, how much he adored her body, how he was so deeply in love with this girl. More then he ever felt for anyone. He thought of her not being in his arms and it scared him, made him want to cry to imagine life without her. And without really thinking he asks her

“...will you marry me?”

The words tumbled out of his mouth like a confession, a declaration of devotion that left him breathless and exposed. He held his breath, waiting for her response, his heart pounding in his chest like a drum. Would she say yes? Would she accept the ring he'd been secretly planning to give her? The uncertainty hung in the air like a challenge, as Jerome waited anxiously for Y/n's answer.

she looked at him a little confused if she was hearing things "what?"

He repeated the question, his voice barely above a whisper, but laced with an intensity that left no room for misinterpretation. “Will you marry me?” His eyes locked onto hers, searching for a glimmer of understanding, of acceptance. He held his breath, his entire being focused on her response, as if the universe itself depended on it.

her eyes wide in suprise, she blinked a few times running such a question over in her mind given how unexpected it was "I... Yes." She answered

A radiant smile spread across his face, illuminating the dimness of the room as he exhaled a sigh of relief. His eyes shone with unshed tears as he leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a gentle, tender kiss “Yes?” he whispered back, his voice trembling with emotion. “Really?” He pulled back slightly, his gaze drinking in every detail of her face, searching for confirmation that this wasn't just a momentary lapse of sanity.

she nodded tears of joy welling up in her eyes,

But her nod, firm and resolute, sealed the deal.

Overcome with emotion, Jerome wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close as he buried his face in the crook of her neck. His own tears mingled with hers, as he whispered a promise that seemed to come from the very depths of his soul, “My love, my everything... forever and always.”

[the-fiction-witch]

Abandoned Changing Rooms Part 3

Media - House of Anubis Character - Jerome Clarke Couple - Jerome X Reader Reader - y/n Rating - 18 + cockwarming/ secret / orgasms/ raw sex/ biting Word Count - 1256

The teacher put some educational movie on and left to do some marking in another room, the class mostly just watched silently without much of a care.

Leaving Jerome a little desperate unable to stop thinking about that happened in the old changing rooms... How she kissed him, how it felt inside her, how good she sounds when she comes, how amazing her mouth is, how hot it all was, and how had he wants his hands on his girlfriend again. Jerome shifted uncomfortably in his seat, trying to focus on the movie playing on screen but his mind kept wandering back to the events that had transpired earlier. He felt a growing sense of frustration as he struggled to concentrate, his thoughts consumed by visions of her lips, her touch, and the way she'd responded to him. He glanced over at her, catching her eye as she met his gaze with a subtle smile. Jerome's heart skipped a beat as he felt a rush of desire course through him, his body reacting instinctively to the memory of their encounter. Without breaking eye contact, Jerome subtly leaned forward, his hand drifting across the space between them until it came to rest on her thigh. His fingers grazed her skin, sending a jolt of electricity through both of them as they exchanged a charged glance.

Y/n saw in Jerome's face how bad he was getting, so she smirked and moved her hand under the table to stroke his trousers to see how hard he was biting her lip when she found him rock hard "That for the movie? Or for me?" She whispered in his ear

Jerome's eyes flashed with desire her fingers closing around his erection through his pants. He felt a groan build in his throat as she stroked him, her touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body. He turned his head, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered back. “For you,” he breathed, his voice husky with need. Without breaking eye contact, Jerome slid his own hand under the table, wrapping it around Y/n's wrist to hold her in place as he continued to speak. “I want you,” Jerome whispered urgently, his grip on Y/n's wrist tightening as he pulled her hand closer, “I want to feel you wrapped around me, tight and hot and wet.” He leaned in closer, his breath washing over her ear as he spoke, his words dripping with desire.

Y/n then hatched a down right evil idea. She checked around and they where right at the back in the corner of a dark classroom, everyone focused on the movie. She shifted as quietly as possible careful not to bump a chair or the table which would give them away, as she moved to sit in his lap, she quickly tugged down her panties and gasped "You won't be able to move but you can cockwarm me till the movies over." She whispered

Jerome's eyes widened in surprise as Y/n shifted onto his lap, her weight settling into the curve of his thighs. He felt a surge of excitement mixed with a hint of trepidation as she whispered her wicked proposal in his ear. He hesitated for a moment, his mind racing with the implications of what she was suggesting. But the thrill of possibility was too great to resist, and he nodded silently, his hands already moving to undo his trousers, pulling her panties to the side.As he pressed against her, Jerome felt a shiver run down his spine. It was wrong, it was reckless, and it was exactly what he wanted. He began to move slowly, slipping back into her warmth deliberately, warming her with gentle strokes as the movie played on in the background. The darkness of the classroom seemed to close in around them, isolating them from the world outside as they surrendered to their desires.

She did her best not to moan feeling him inside her. They knew they couldn't thrust or bounce or anything really but just the feeling of Jerome's cock inside her was making her so wet she was dripping down her legs the two softly moving to give each other stimulation but mostly just sitting watching the movie with his cock deep in her pussy as she milks and squeezed his throbbing cock,

Jerome's eyes remained fixed on the screen, his expression impassive as he sat still, buried deep within Y/n. But his body betrayed him, his hips subtly shifting to maintain friction, his cock twitching with every gentle squeeze of her muscles around him. As she milked and squeezed him, Jerome felt a low hum of pleasure building in his core, threatening to spill over into something more intense. He gritted his teeth, fighting to keep control, but it was no use the sensation was too much, and he began to pulse deeper within her, his movements slow and deliberate. Y/n's breathing quickened, her nails digging gently into Jerome's arm as she rode the wave of pleasure cresting within her.

Her eyelids fluttered closed, and she let out a soft whimper, her body tensing around him as she teetered on the edge of release. "Jerome... Please" she begged in a quiet whisper moving his hand to her clit

Jerome's fingers instinctively went to work, tracing light circles around Y/n's swollen clit as she begged for release. He felt a surge of power at having her so completely in his thrall, his cock still buried deep within her as he teased her towards climax. His thumb danced across the sensitive flesh, applying just enough pressure to send shivers through her body.

Y/n's hips bucked involuntarily, her nails digging deeper into Jerome's skin as she strained towards orgasm. With a subtle shift in his seat, Jerome adjusted his angle, pressing harder against her G-spot as he continued to stroke her clit. she clamped her hand over her mouth as she reached her orgasm clenching around him tightly as she tried not to give them away

Jerome's eyes snapped back to the screen, his face frozen in a mask of calm as Y/n's body convulsed around him. He bit back a groan, his cock throbbing with pleasure as she clenched down on him, her muscles rippling with each wave of her orgasm. He held perfectly still, his chest heaving slightly as he struggled to maintain control, but his eyes betrayed him, flashing with desire as he watched her lose herself in the intensity of her release.

As the final moments of the movie ticked by, Jerome's grip on Y/n relaxed, his fingers trailing away from her clit as he settled back into a neutral position. The tension in her body eased, and she let out a quiet sigh, her hand slipping away from her mouth as she caught her breath. Jerome's eyes flickered back to hers, a sly smile spreading across his face as he leaned in close, his voice barely above a whisper. “Well, that was fun.” he smirked stroking his cock covered in her juices,

"five minutes till lunch, can you make it till then where I can ride you or do you need to come now?" She whispered

Jerome's smile faltered for a moment, his eyes locking onto hers with a flash of hunger before he chuckled softly, his voice dripping with amusement. “I think I can manage that... but don't expect me to hold back baby,” He groaned biting her neck playfully, 

[the-fiction-witch]

Abandoned Changing Rooms Part 2

Media - House of Anubis Character - Jerome Clarke Couple - Jerome X Reader Reader - y/n Rating - 18 + make outs / nudity/ secret sex/ full sex/ bitting/ bjs/ eating out/ edging/ overstimulation/ ejaculate/ Word Count - 2152

As they kissed, Jerome's hands drifted downwards, slipping beneath her skirt to find the warmth between her legs. “Mmm, you're wet already,”

"still. I uhh kinda haven't stopped being wet around you for like a month" she admitted "haven't you noticed... I've been having meals in the house one-handed, keeping a hand under the table" she smirked as she sat on an old half broken chair either leg open for him, the chair clearly where it was from students using it for sex,

Jerome's eyes widened in surprise, a slow smile spreading across his face as he took in the sight before him “Oh, baby,” he chuckled, his voice low and husky as he stepped closer to her. He dropped to his knees, his hands reaching out to spread her legs wider apart, exposing her sex to the cool air. “You little minx,” he whispered, his lips brushing against her inner thigh. He buried his face between her legs, his tongue darting out to taste the moisture that had been building there. Jerome's tongue danced across her clit, sending shivers down her spine as she arched her back, pushing herself further into his touch.

“Yes, yes, don't stop,” she begged, her hands grasping for his hair as he continued to feast on her pussy.

He added another finger, scissoring them apart to stretch her wide, and she gasped at the sudden sensation. “Like that?” he asked, his voice muffled against her skin.

She nodded frantically, her hips bucking upward as he worked her over with precision and skill.

Jerome looked up at her, a wicked glint in his eye as he spoke. “My name is written all over you, I want it falling from your lips too,” he whispered, his breath hot against her skin as he continued to lick and suck her clit. He reached up with one hand, wrapping his fingers around the back of the chair, holding himself steady as he worked her over. With a deft movement, he slid two fingers deep inside her, curling them upward to stroke her G-spot.

Her eyes flew open, and she gasped, her body tensing as she felt herself on the verge of coming.

“Don't hold back,” Jerome urged, his voice low and husky as he continued to work her over. He added another finger, stretching her wide as he pumped in and out of her, sending waves of pleasure crashing through her body.

And then, suddenly, she was coming, her body convulsing in a riot of colour and sound as Jerome held her close, riding out the wave with her. She moaned his name and squirted all over his hand "Jerome, please... Please... I need you inside me please!"

Jerome's eyes locked onto hers, burning with intensity as he pulled his fingers free, leaving them glistening with her juices. He stood up pressing his erection against her entrence, “Tell me what you want, baby.”

His voice sent shivers down her spine, and she leaned forward, her lips brushing against his ear. “I want you to fuck me hard,” she whispered, her breath sending goosebumps down his arm.

Jerome's response was immediate, He slammed his mouth down on hers, silencing her cries as he thrust his hips forward, burying himself deep inside her. Her walls clenched around him, milking him for every drop of pleasure as he moved in and out of her with a primal ferocity. Jerome's hands were everywhere, gripping her hips, her ass, her shoulders, holding her in place as he rode her hard and fast.

Their bodies collided in a blur of sweat and skin, the sound of their panting and grunting filling the air as they chased each other towards oblivion.

And then, suddenly, Jerome was coming, his hips bucking deep inside her as he shouted her name into her mouth.

"fuck... We are a couple of insanely horny teenagers... Like I know the sex ed class says we're gonna be horny but fuck-"

Jerome chuckled, his head still pressed against hers as he spoke in a low, husky tone. “I know, right?” He gestured to their entwined bodies, his fingers tracing the curves of her breasts. “And besides, Who knows what kind of trouble we can get into now that we're officially a couple”

"umm..." She nodded "Jerome honey?" She cooed

Jerome's face softened, his expression melting into a warm smile as he looked at her. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close as he spoke in a gentle tone. “You're so beautiful when you call me that,” he whispered, his lips brushing against her hair. “It makes me feel like I'm the only guy in the world. Anubis House's most eligible bachelor has finally got his perfect match, his dream girl,” he smirked, “But what is it, baby?”

she smiled pulling him into a much slower and more loving kiss which soon turned back into a make out before she pulled back "are you still hard?"

Jerome's eyes flashed with amusement as he smiled lazily, his chest rising and falling with a slow breath. He ran a hand through her hair, his fingers tangling in the loose strands as he spoke in a husky tone. “Oh, yeah,” he whispered, his voice low and confident. He leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a gentle caress. “I'm always hard when I'm with you,” he murmured, his tongue darting out to taste the curve of her lip. Jerome's hand drifted down, his fingers trailing across her stomach as he spoke in a low, raspy voice. “You have this effect on me,” he whispered, his breath hot against her skin.

she bit her lip and flipped them around so he was sat down and she knelt on the floor coming and kissing all over his cockm

Jerome's eyes widened in surprise, his pupils dilating as he felt her warm breath on his skin. He groaned, his head falling back against the wall as she kissed and licked him with increasing fervor. Her tongue danced across his length, sending shivers down his spine as he struggled to maintain control. He threaded his fingers through her hair, holding her in place as he spoke in a low, husky tone. “Mmm... oh God” he muttered, his voice barely audible over the sound of his own ragged breathing. Jerome's hips bucked upward, pushing himself deeper into her mouth as she took him further. He closed his eyes, letting the sensation wash over him, feeling like he was going to lose it completely. Suddenly, he was hit with a wave of intense pleasure, and Jerome knew he was done for. “Fuck, baby!” With a loud cry, he came hard, shooting streams of cum into her waiting mouth.

she swallowed every drop and kept going milking every second of his orgasm and pushing him into overshock letting him deep throat her as she works

Jerome's eyes snapped open, his vision blurring as he stared at her in awe. He was caught off guard by the intensity of her movements, his body still reeling from the aftershocks of his orgasm. But as she continued to work him, taking him deeper and deeper into her throat, he felt himself becoming harder once more, his desire reigniting like a wildfire. His hands dropped to his sides, grasping for something to hold onto as he struggled to keep up with her pace. His lungs burned, begging for air as he tried to process the sensations coursing through his body. But Jerome couldn't look away, transfixed by the sight of her working him with such ferocity. He watched, mesmerized, as her cheeks hollowed and her eyes watered, her entire being focused on bringing him to new heights of ecstasy. And then, suddenly, she was there - a point beyond pleasure, beyond pain, beyond anything he'd ever experienced before.

As she worked him, Jerome's grip on reality began to slip. He felt himself becoming lost in the sensation, his mind fogging over as his body screamed for release. But despite the overwhelming urge to come again, he managed to hold back, his control faltering only slightly as he reached out with a shaking hand to grasp her hair. “No...stop,” he gasped, his voice barely above a whisper.

But instead of stopping, she merely slowed her pace, her eyes locked intently on his as she continued to work him with precision and skill.

Jerome's gaze dropped, his eyes fixed on the sight of her moving beneath him, her lips wrapped tightly around his shaft. And then, in a flash of insight, he realized exactly what she was doing.

She wasn't just trying to bring him to orgasm she was trying to push him past it, into some unknown realm where pleasure and pain blurred together.

Jerome's eyes snapped back up to hers, a mixture of shock and fascination etched on his face. He could feel the tension building inside him, the familiar warning signs of impending orgasm growing stronger by the second. But instead of giving in, he made a conscious decision to push forward, to see just how far she was willing to take him. Without breaking eye contact, Jerome slowly stood up, his movements fluid and deliberate. He towered over her, his erection still trapped in her mouth as he reached out with a trembling hand to guide her head. “Don't stop,” he whispered, his voice low and urgent. As he spoke, Jerome felt himself being drawn into a vortex of pure sensation, the world narrowing down to a single point - the sensation of her lips wrapped tightly around his cock. He was aware of nothing else, no thought or feeling except for the raw, primal urge to come.

she sucked harder and harder working as much as she could her hands coming to massage his balls to aid him into his orgasm

Jerome's eyes rolled back in his head, his vision blurring as he felt himself being pushed to the edge. His entire being was focused on the sensation of her lips and tongue, the pressure building to a crescendo that threatened to consume him whole. He could feel his balls drawing up tight, the muscles in his thighs tensing as he prepared to unleash “Yes...yes…” he moaned, his voice barely audible over the sound of his own ragged breathing.

As she worked him, Jerome's body began to shake and tremble, his legs threatening to give out beneath him.

Jerome's body arched backward, his arms splayed wide as he let out a strangled cry. His eyes snapped shut, and for a moment, everything went white. The world narrowed down to a single point - the sensation of her lips and tongue working him into a frenzy. And then, in an instant, it was over. Jerome's body relaxed, his muscles releasing their tension as he collapsed back against the chair. He opened his eyes to find her staring up at him, her chest heaving with exertion. For a moment, they just looked at each other, the only sound the heavy breathing between them. Then, without saying a word, Jerome reached down and gently pulled her to her feet. “You're...you're insane,” he whispered, his voice barely audible over the pounding of his heart.

"I know... This is how I've been feeling about you these last months... Can you blame me for finally snapping and just asking you to fuck me"

Jerome's eyes locked onto hers, a slow smile spreading across his face as he processed her words. He felt a surge of excitement mixed with a hint of trepidation, unsure of how to react to her sudden confession. “I know, I’m so happy you did baby, but Why now? What changed your mind?”

"I was masturbating all morning in my room, and I couldn't cum... I barely made it through first period without trying to finger myself when I was looking at you"

Jerome's eyes widened in surprise, a low chuckle rumbling in his throat as he listened to her confession. He felt a thrill of excitement run through him, knowing that she'd been thinking about him enough to drive herself crazy with desire. “That's...that's kinda hot,” he said, his voice dripping with admiration and appreciation. As he spoke, Jerome reached out and grasped her hips, pulling her close so that their bodies were almost touching. “Wanna go again baby?” His fingers dug gently into her flesh,

"we need to get back to class before they find out were gone..."

Jerome's gaze snapped away from hers, his expression morphing into one of mock concern. He chuckled and released her hips, taking a step back as he pretended to consider her words “Oh, right... class,” he said, his tone dripping with frustration.

the two fixed their uniform and gave themselves a good spray of body spray and perfume to hide their encounter pretending nothing had happened.

With a flourish, Jerome swept his arm around her shoulders, guiding her toward the door. “We'll sneak back in during lunch, I promise.”

“You can wait that long?”

“... I can try baby,” he cooed, “My beautiful girlfriend”

“Aww my sweet boyfriend,”

He smiled giving her one more kiss before they left,

[the-fiction-witch]

Abandoned Changing Rooms

Media - House of Anubis Character - Jerome Clarke Couple - Jerome X Reader Reader - y/n Rating - 18 + make outs / nudity/ secret sex/ full sex/ bitting/ Word Count - 2051

Jerome went to his locker grabbing some books for his next couple of classes already trying to find a way of cheating his way out of all this homework. When suddenly, Y/n a fellow resident of Anubis house came up to his locker which was odd given hers was in a whole other hallway

"Need a word, Jerome."

Jerome looked up from the books he was holding, raising an eyebrow slightly as he closed his locker door. “What can I do for you, Y/n?”

"This is gonna sound really weird 'cause we are just housemates and nothing more but..." She began fiddling with her hair a common thing when she was nervous and frustrated, "But do you want to skip French with me, come to the abandoned changing rooms and fuck?"

Jerome’s eyes went wide and he blinked a few times from utter shock playing over the question in his mind a hundred times to make sure he even heard her correctly, “I- I’m sorry what?”

“Do you want to skip French with me, come with me to the old abandoned changing rooms and fuck?” she explained,

A sly grin spread across Jerome's face as he leaned against his locker, “Well, well, well... that is one hell of a proposition for me.” He chuckled low in his throat, his eyes locked onto hers. “Tell you what, Y/n... I could be in but, I'd want something in return.”

"fine, what do you want? But do realize this is a time sensitive thing and if you are ridiculous with your request I am more ten happy to go masturbate instead,"

Jerome's grin grew wider, his eyes glinting with amusement as he pushed off from the locker.

“Oh, I'm shaking in my boots, Y/n... But seriously, I need those notes from Mrs. Harcourt's class yesterday. Get them for me, and we can discuss the terms of our little arrangement.”

"here." She said immediately going into her bag and handing over the notes from class. "Now you coming or not?"

Jerome's eyes lit up as he accepted the notes, quickly scanning them before tucking them into his bag. “Ah, now that's what I call efficiency... You're a woman of your word, Y/n.” He straightened up, a confident smile spreading across his face. “Now, shall we?” He gestured towards the abandoned changing rooms, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

she immediately grabs his hand and janks him through the corridor with her the two sneaking their way into the abandoned changing rooms.

The school had locked these up given some issues with them but of course students had found ways in. The place was tiled all over with the old showers to the side. The room filled with school junk like old chairs and boxes of our of date textbooks. As they slipped inside, Jerome's grip on her hand tightened, pulling her close to his side. He glanced around the dark room, a thrill of excitement running through him.

“Not exactly the Ritz, is it?” he whispered, his eyes roving over the cluttered space. “Still,” he breathed, his lips brushing against her ear, “it's perfect for what we need.” With a swift motion, he spun her around, pinning her against the wall, “Are you sure you wanna do this… cause once we cross this line in our friendship… there’s no going back,”

“I’m sure,” She nodded,

He nodded and he claimed her mouth in a hungry kiss.

she kissed him back in a kiss that almost floored him with it's passion as enthusiasm.

Granted Jerome had only been kissed by a handful of girls in his life and never Y/n but he'd never been kissed like this before with such need and passion like she wanted to devour him completely... And he just might let her,

she continues the kiss and began to tug his jumper from his trousers as she pulled back "You need any foreplay? Cause I am already very good to go so if your ready I'll bend over and we can get on with this." She said her tone racing,

Jerome's hands dropped to her waist, his fingers digging into the fabric of her skirt as he yanked her back against him. His eyes burned with desire, his breathing ragged as he gazed down at her. “No foreplay needed,” he growled, his voice low and husky. “I'm more than ready.” His lips crashed back onto hers, the kiss intensifying as his hands slid up her thighs, pushing her skirt higher. He broke away from the kiss, his gaze locking onto hers as he spoke in a rough whisper. “Bend over, Y/n.”

she quickly turned to face the wall and bent over leaning herself against the wall, pushing her skirt up and her panties down exposing her dripping pussy "uhh please please... Don't tease or anything just fuck me Jerome."

Jerome's eyes widened as he took in the sight of Y/n's exposed body, his cock throbbing with need. He couldn't help but let out a low groan of appreciation as he gazed at her wet folds. “Oh, sweet Jesus,” he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. He reached forward, his fingers trailing down her spine as he cupped her ass cheeks, squeezing them gently. “Patience, baby,” he whispered, his breath hot against her skin.

"I don't have patience... I ... I need you"

Jerome's grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging into her flesh as he leaned in close. His mouth hovered inches from her ear, he licked her ear lobe a little as he undid his belt pushing down his trousers and boxers his hand closing around the base of his cock as he positioned himself at her entrance. “You’re uhh your on the -”

“Yes. Yes- you're fine.” She nodded

With a swift, primal motion, Jerome pushed inside her, feeling her tight walls envelop him like a vice.

Y/n's cry of pleasure echoed through the air as Jerome began to move, his thrusts deep and powerful.

Jerome's pace quickened, his hips slapping against Y/n's ass as he drove deeper into her. Sweat dripped from his brow, his muscles tensed with effort. Y/n's moans grew louder, her body trembling beneath him as she clung to the edge of orgasm.

“Harder,” she begged, her voice muffled against the wall.

Jerome obliged, his strokes becoming more brutal as he chased his own release. “Fuck-” he hissed, his teeth bared in a snarl, His fingers dug deeper into her hips, holding her in place as he pounded into her with reckless abandon.

The sound of their bodies colliding filled the air, a primal symphony of sweat and sex and raw desire.

she moaned and sqealed as quietly as she could always begging for more, harder, faster, until she got what she craved so badly and hit her orgasm

Jerome's movements became frenzied, his hips pistoning in and out of Y/n's convulsing body. Her cries grew louder, more desperate, as she rode the wave of her climax.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she screamed, her voice hoarse from restraint. Her body shook beneath him, her muscles contracting around his cock in a tight, pulsating grip.

Jerome's eyes rolled back in his head, his vision blurring as he felt himself hurtling towards release.

As their orgasms slowly faded, Jerome slowed his pace, his breathing ragged as he struggled to catch his breath. He pulled out of her, his cock still throbbing with need, and turned her to face him. Their sweat-drenched bodies glistened in the dim light, a testament to the passion they'd just unleashed. Jerome's eyes roamed over Y/n's flushed face, her chest rising and falling with each labored breath.

"...fuck." she groaned sounding annoyed,

Jerome chuckled. “Oh, come on,” he coaxed, his voice dripping with amusement. “Don't be like that” he reached out to brush a strand of hair behind her ear. “You have to admit, that was pretty amazing.”

"yes it was, however it didn't do what I assumed it would..." She sighed

Jerome's grin faltered, his expression turning curious as he raised an eyebrow “What did you assume it would do?” He asked, “Wasn't it enough to make you feel good?” he asked a little worried,

"... It was. It was amazing..." She cooed stroking his shirt "... Jerome, this is gonna sound kinda insane but... I uhh ... I randomly started getting a crush on you, like a month or... Three ago. Like a serious down bad kinda crush on you. I tried to ignore it assuming it was just cause we both live in anubis house and honestly in anubis there isn't exactly the best crushing options I thought I'd get over it but... I didn't.. and I started getting... Insanely horny and... I figured if I just fucked you I'd get it out my system" she explained "but fuck... It didn't work. I think if anything it might have made it worse"

Jerome's expression transformed from curiosity to shock, his eyes widening in surprise as Y/n's words hung in the air. He stood frozen, his chest heaving with a mix of emotions - confusion, amusement, and something else, something deeper. “A crush on me?” he repeated, his voice barely above a whisper. “And you thought fucking me would get it out of your system?” A slow smile spread across his face, a mischievous glint dancing in his eye. “Well, I guess that explains why you've been so... enthusiastic around me lately.” Jerome's smile grew wider, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he regarded Y/n with a newfound sense of interest. “So, let me get this straight,” he said, his voice low and husky, “you've had a crush on me for three months, and you thought fucking me would help you get over it? But instead, it made things worse?” Jerome's voice dropped to a whisper, his words dripping with seduction.

Y/n nodded,

He reached out, his fingers brushing against Y/n's cheek, sending shivers down her spine. “Honestly…I've been feeling a little... drawn to you myself lately.” Jerome's lips curled into a sly smile. His fingers trailed down Y/n's jawline, coming to rest on the pulse point at the base of her neck. Jerome's thumb began to dance across the sensitive skin, “You know, I think we might need to try a different approach,” he whispered, his breath caressing the shell of her ear. “Instead of trying to get rid of your crush, maybe we should... explore it further.” Jerome's hand slid around to cup the back of her head, his fingers tangling in her hair as he pulled her close.

she gasped as she looks up at him unsure if this is a line they wanna cross, "... Okay. But if we're doing this... We're really doing it? Okay. So no other girls no fooling around like properly"

Jerome's eyes flashed with excitement as he nodded, his grip on her hair tightening ever so slightly. “No other girls, It's just us, okay? A proper Couple,” Jerome's hands roamed her body, tracing the curves of her waist and hips as he pulled her closer. His lips left hers, trailing kisses along her jawline and down to the hollow of her throat.

“Okay.” She nodded,

“Umm… then I know what I want first.” He growled, “I want to see you naked,” he whispered, his breath hot against her skin. he continued to kiss his way across her collarbone. “I want to explore every inch of you,” Jerome murmured, his voice husky with desire. “And I want to be inside you when I do.”

she nodded "I want that too... But not here Jerome it's too risky. Tonight? In the dorm after dinner?"

Jerome's eyes lit up with excitement as he nodded, a sly grin spreading across his face. “After dinner sounds perfect,” he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. “But I don’t know I can wait that long…” His hands slipped beneath her shirt, tracing the curves of her breasts as he leaned in to kiss her. “Mmm, I'm already hard thinking about it,” he moaned, his tongue delving deep into her mouth.

she kissed him heavily once again and rubbed her hand over his hard cock "...we have time before class?" She whispered

Jerome's eyes fluttered closed as she touched him, his chest rising and falling with a ragged breath. “Yeah,” he muttered, his voice barely audible over the pounding of his heart. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close as he spoke. “There's plenty of time before class.” His lips crashed down onto hers once more, their tongues dancing together in a frenzy of desire.

[the-fiction-witch]

What Are Boyfriends For

Media - House of Anubis Character - Jerome Clarke Couple - Jerome X Reader Reader - y/n Rating - 18 + make outs / fingering / eating out / sex / pinv / protected sex / Word Count - 1569

Jerome sat on his bed dealing with his homework tapping his pencil against his cheek as he attempted to get his brain to… work. Which it really doesn’t wanna do today. All, while his roommate Alfie worked on some magic trick for the school talent show next week. Or… well he tries to work on it, mostly it was just mistake after mistake with occasional glances at his magic book attempting to see why it wasn’t working.

But Suddenly their dorm room door opened and Y/n ran inside the room, jumping into Jerome’s bed and sitting with her knees on either side of his hips and her nose against his,

"Hi." She giggled,

Jerome jumps understandably at the sudden arrival of his girlfriend, but he smiles and wraps his arms around Y/n, pulling her close as he grins mischievously “What's gotten into you, little troublemaker?” He whispers softly into her ear,

"Alfie. Go away." She demanded her eyes never leave Jerome,

"This Is my room you can't just barge in and demand I leave," Alfie protested

“Ah, come on Alfie, don't be such a spoilsport,” Jerome teases, gently stroking Y/n's hair as she continues to gaze adoringly at him. “Besides, Y/n's already claimed me as hers for the night.” He winks at Alfie,

Alfie rolled his eyes "You guys are a weird couple!" Alfie sighed grabbing his stuff and leaving the room,

As soon as Alfie exits the room, Y/n lets out a squeal of delight and buries her face in Jerome's chest, wrapping her arms tightly around him. “Finally, we're alone,” she whispers, her breath tickling Jerome's skin.

Jerome chuckles and wraps his own arms around her, holding her close,

Y/n wraps her fingers around Jerome's neck and quickly pulls him into a hot, heavy and lusty kiss already pushing her tongue into his mouth

Jerome's eyes flutter closed as he deepens the kiss, his hands instinctively moving to cup Y/n's cheeks, holding her in place as he devours her lips. His tongue dances with hers, their mouths locked in a passionate, all-consuming kiss. He feels himself getting lost in the sensation, his body responding eagerly to Y/n's advances. Jerome's hands slide down Y/n's face, his fingers tangling in her hair as he pulls her head back slightly, breaking the kiss. His lips brush against her ear, sending shivers down her spine. “I've been wanting to do that all day,” he whispers, his breath hot against her skin. He trails his lips along her jawline, nipping at her earlobe before continuing to whisper sweet nothings into her ear.

she moaned pulling him back into another lusty make out this time moving her hips to grind against him with only her skirt and his jeans between them

Jerome's hands drop to Y/n's waist, his fingers digging into her skin as he presses himself against her, the friction between their bodies building a fire that threatens to consume them both. He breaks away from the kiss, his lips tracing a path down Y/n's neck, nipping at her skin as he growls, “ugh- You're killing me, Y/n.” His hips move in sync with hers, the tension between them coiling tighter and tighter until it seems ready to snap.

"Jerome... I need you" she whines desperately

Jerome's grip on Y/n's waist tightens, his thumbs brushing against the waistband of her skirt as he pulls her closer. “Need me?” he repeats, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down Y/n's spine. He leans in, his lips grazing her ear once more. “I'm right here, baby,” he whispers, his hand sliding up her thigh, his fingers slipping beneath the edge of her panties.

her panties are already dripping wet and she shivers at his touch "Then do whatever you want... Just do it quickly!" She begged urgently

Jerome's fingers dance across Y/n's wet flesh, teasing her mercilessly as he builds the anticipation. He pulls her panties to the side and he dips two fingers inside her, feeling her muscles clench around him, and then withdraws them, leaving her gasping for air. “Patience, love,” he whispers, his breath hot against her skin. His thumb finds her clit, circling it in slow, maddening strokes as he leans in to claim her mouth once more. “I'm going to make you come so hard, you'll forget your own name,” he growls, his teeth scraping against her lip.

she groaned bouncing her hips to ride his fingers "no please! I don't have patience!" She squealed laying herself down on his bed tossing off her shirt exposing her black lace padded bra, and forcing off her skirt revealing matching panties Jerome had already pushed to the side "Please Jerome... Please" she begged as she moved his hand to rub her clit "my vibrators battery ran out and I was so close!"

Jerome's eyes widen as he takes in the sight of Y/n laid out before him, her bra and panties a tantalizing tease. “Umm okay,” He growls as he pushes her on her back. He drops to his knees beside the bed, his fingers still buried inside her as he begins to pump them faster, coaxing her closer to the edge. “Don't worry, baby,” he whispers, “I've got you now.” He leans forward, his mouth closing over her clit, sucking gently as he continues to finger her.

Y/n's body arches off the bed, her hands flying up to grab Jerome's hair as she screams his name.

Jerome's tongue darts in and out of Y/n's folds, gathering her juices as he teases her further. He adds a third finger to the mix, scissoring them apart to stretch her wider, and then withdraws them altogether, leaving her panting and bereft. “Not yet,” he says, his voice low and husky, as he stands up, he quickly undoes his jeans and pulls out his rock-hard cock. He reaches for the nightstand drawer, he pulls out a condom and rips one open with his teeth, rolling it onto his cock with swift efficiency.

Y/n watches him, her eyes burning with desire as she spreads her legs wide, beckoning him to come closer.

Jerome's eyes lock onto Y/n's, his gaze burning with intensity as he climbs onto the bed beside her. He positions himself between her thighs, his cock throbbing with anticipation as he reaches down to guide himself into her waiting body. With a smooth, fluid motion, he slides in, burying himself to the hilt inside her slick heat.

Y/n's back arches off the mattress, her nails digging deep into Jerome's shoulders as she cries out in pleasure.

He starts to move, his hips pumping in a slow, deliberate rhythm as he buries himself deeper inside Y/n. Her eyes flash open, her gaze locking onto his as she feels the first tremors of orgasm building within her. Jerome's face sets in a fierce expression, his jaw clenched as he drives himself into her harder and faster, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure through both their bodies. “Cum for me,” he growls, his voice low and husky, as he reaches down to cup Y/n's ass in his hands, lifting her up to meet his next thrust.

“Hold still, baby,” he orders, his voice low and husky as he grips her hips firmly. “I'm going to make you scream.” His fingers dig deep into her skin, holding her in place as he pounds into her with increasing ferocity. “Your pussy is so tight around me, you must have missed me,” he groans, his eyes locked onto hers.

Y/n's body bucks beneath him, her nails scrabbling against the sheets as she tries to push herself to her orgasm.

But Jerome holds firm, his grip unyielding as he drives himself deeper into her. “You're so beautiful when you come, won’t you let me see?” he mutters, his lips brushing against her ear. “Let go, baby,” he orders, his voice low and husky as he grips her hips firmly.

“Feel me inside you,” he growls, “Feel how hard I am for you.” he groans, his lips curling into a sly smile. “Just let go and ride the wave.”

“More,” she begs, her voice barely above a whisper.

Jerome's eyes flash with excitement as he quickens his pace, his hips pounding into hers with reckless abandon. “Yes, baby,” he growls, his lips brushing against her ear. “I'm going to give you everything you want.”

she threw her head back and screamed out a breathy animalistic moan as she tightened around his cock and shook with pure pleasure as her orgasm hit

He quickens his pace, driving himself deeper into her as she milks him for every last drop of pleasure. he grunts, his eyes flashing with satisfaction as he feels her tighten around him. “Oh god-” He gasps, “Yes…yes… yes,” his eyes snapping shut as he feels her tighten around him. “It's too much, you feel so so good baby!” he groans, his hips stuttering in surprise as he struggles to keep up with the intense sensation. But it's too late, he's already gone over the edge, his own orgasm washing over him like a tidal wave. “Ah, yes! Y/n! Baby!" he growls, his voice low and husky as he fills the condom completely, feeling a rush of release wash over him as he comes.

As they both collapse together, spent and sated,

“Feel better now y/n?” He gasped,

“Yes… thank you, Jerome,” She nodded stroking his hair between breaths,

“No problem, what are boyfriends for,” He nodded, “cuddles? Maybe watch some Walking Dead?”

“Cuddles,” She agreed, 

[the-fiction-witch]

Little Girl

Media - House of Anubis Character - Jerome Clarke Couple - Jerome X Reader Reader - y/n Rating - 18 + panties / forced O / sneaking / quiet sex / fingering / 'little girl' / love bites Word Count - 2032

Jerome sat in his dorm room, on his bed with his laptop writing up his history report for tomorrow morning. His roommate Alfie is asleep on his bed having a Sunday afternoon nap. Jerome rolled his eyes a little and got on with his work When the door opened.

Jerome perked up and a smile grew across his face as he saw his sweet girlfriend Y/n poking her head inside the door, wearing her usual Sunday attire of a purple shirt and a denim pinafore dress that hems at her knees,

“Awww hi honey,” He whispered,

“Hi,” She smiled, “Can I have a word?”

“Course yeah,” He nodded saving his work and closing his laptop heading out of his room so they could chat in the corridor at full volume, “What’s up?”

“You haven’t happened to have seen my algebra textbook, have you? I can’t find it anywhere.”

“No, I haven’t had it, honey,”

“Oh…” She sighed,

“It’s okay, maybe you left it in your locker. You wanna go over and sneak into the building to look?” he offered taking her hands,

“No it’s okay I’ll check first thing tomorrow” She sighed, “Thank you anyway, Jerome,”

“You’re very welcome,” He cooed, “So… as you're here?” He suggested,

She giggled softly but pulled him in for a sweet and gentle kiss,

However, Jerome had other plans wrapping his arms around her and turning the kiss, hot, heavy and passionate. He pulled back as he pushed her hips against the wall beside his dorm door.

Which caused Y/n to gasp a little nervous,

Jerome smirks at her reaction, looking down at her small frame pinned to the wall. He moves a little closer, his chest almost touching hers, he speaks in a hushed tone, his eyes locked onto hers. “I was kinda hoping you’d pop by,”

“Why?”

“So I get to kiss my beautiful girlfriend,” He cooed,

“Aww,” She smiled giving him another kiss,

“There was one more reason I wanted you to come by.” his tone turned sly and moved to place his hands on her hips, pulling her body even closer to his. Jerome leaned down to speak again, the words almost a whisper as he spoke them into her ear “I couldn't stop thinking about you since our last date.”

"Really?" She blushed

Jerome chuckled lowly, his breath a warm gust against her neck. “Really. I’ve thought about that moment in my car... over and over.”

"We shouldn't have done that... It was so risky anyone could have seen us... but ... If was fun"

His lips moved from her ear to her jaw, leaving a trail of kisses down to her neck, occasionally nipping at the sensitive skin there. “Yeah, very risky little girl. Very naughty.”

she giggled quietly blushing bright red

His lips continued on their path along her neck, gently sucking at the flesh, leaving behind love marks. His hands gripping more at her hips, holding her firmly against the wall

“That night…” He said, in between kisses against the skin of her neck down to her collarbone. His hands slowly moved down her hips to her thighs, gently moving under the hem of her skirt. “... all I've been thinking about... is doing it again.” His hands gently run up her thighs, fingers tracing over her bare skin till they reach the edge of her panties,

"again!?" She gasped nervously trying to hold down the skirt of her dress,

Jerome chuckled against her neck, “Yeah little girl... Again. Just like that night…” His lips moved back to her ear, letting his breath ghost over the sensitive skin.

"Really?" She shivers

He spoke huskily into her ear, his voice low and hoarse. “Absolutely. I can't stop thinking about it... About you... Underneath me, your legs around my waist…”

she blushed hard uncontrollably giggling and squirming trying to escape his grasp as his fingers rub over her panties,

Jerome chuckled, loving how she was squirming, it made him want to tease her even more. He spoke again, his voice quiet in her ear but full of lust. “You like that little girl? You like the idea of that again?”

"Jerome we shouldn't" she Blushed

He chuckled again, his hands slowly pushing up the dress to reveal even more skin until he reveals her little pink panties, his lips moving back to her neck, leaving a trail of kisses down to her collarbone. “You say that every time... And every time we end up doing it anyways.”

she gasped trying not to squeal,

Jerome smirked against her skin, loving the little noises she was trying to hold in, how she squirmed against him. His thumbs teased the edge of her panties, tugging slightly at the elastic. He pressed his body against hers, his chest flush to hers and his face in her neck, he spoke into her ear again, his words low and teasing, a husk to his voice, letting her feel the growing bulge in his jeans press against her thigh. “I can tell you're nervous little girl…”

"Jerome Someone could see" she gasped

Jerome chuckled again, his hands now pulling her hips to grind against him, his lips still against her neck. “Nervous that someone... might catch us like this... that someone might see you pressed against the wall... looking all flustered and vulnerable, your skirt shoved up around your waist…” He nipped lightly at her earlobe as he spoke and he pressed against her, letting her know how hard she made him just from thinking about it.

“... your little panties all wet and excited,” His fingers traced along the lace of her panties, teasing at the sensitive skin of her clit, his face still pressed against her neck, lips trailing across her earlobes down to her collarbone,

she clamped her hand over her mouth so she didn't scream gripping his shoulder tight as her legs trembled

Jerome smirked as his fingers continued to gently tease at her, the feeling of her body trembling against his was pushing him over the edge but he wanted her all worked up and needy before he gave in to his own urges. He gently pushed her panties to the side and pushed his fingers inside her, keeping them at a slow pace,

she squealed softly already dripping with excitement as she squirmed from the pleasure

Jerome's smirk only grows wider, the noises she was letting out, the feel of her trembling body against his and the wetness on his fingers were all driving him crazy. He pressed his body against her, pinning her against the wall as his mouth moved up to her ear, breath warm against her skin, his voice low and husky as it whispered to her. “You like that... don't you Little Girl?”

she doesn't respond already fighting to stay quiet,

Jerome chuckled against her ear, his fingers still deep inside her, moving in a slow and steady pace. “No response?” He teased, a smirk on his lips as he nipped at her ear again. “That's okay, I don't need you to tell me.” He continued to move his fingers, his other hand gripping her hip tightly, holding her in place, and his mouth moved down to her neck, leaving warm kisses on the sensitive skin there. “Your body is telling me more than enough…” He said, his breath hot against her neck, his fingers increasing the pace just a little more, listening to the noises she tried to hold in.

she whines, gasps and whimpers letting out soft little squeals as she tries to fight against the pleasure knowing she was already on the edge,

Jerome groaned, the sounds coming from her getting more and more worked up. He continued to move his fingers at a slow and steady pace. His mouth still against her neck, leaving a trail of kisses, occasionally nipping at the skin of her throat. “You're trying so hard to keep quiet little girl... but I know you want to... let the pleasure take over…”

"Jerome... Please... Not here ... Anyone could see us ... I don't to... In the corridor"

Jerome chuckled against her neck, his fingers still moving deep inside her, his other hand holding her hips tight to the wall, she was so flushed, it took everything in him to keep his control in check “Come on little girl... tell the truth... you want it... right here, right now.” His voice was a whisper against her ear, his lips just gently brushing against her earlobe as he spoke, his breath warm and hot against the sensitive flesh

she began to let small soft moans fall from her lips as knew she couldn’t resist,

Jerome smirked, He moved his lips back to her ear, whispering into it again, his voice a low, lust-filled whisper “That's it little girl... let the moans come out... don't worry... no one is going to hear us here…”

she gasped hard her moans falling uncontrollably, her eyes squeezing shut as her legs trembled, her wetness dripping down his hand and her thighs

Jerome continued to move his fingers, faster and harder now, his face still pressed against her neck, he spoke into her ear again, voice thick and rough with desire “You're so close aren't you little girl?”

she nodded a little humiliated to be doing this in the corridor,

he smirked, he wanted to push her over the edge right there, against that wall. He nipped at her earlobe again, his breath hot and heavy against her ear as he spoke again

“Then cum for me, little girl.” His voice was rough and lust-filled, his fingers moving inside her, moving in deep and fast, his face nuzzling against her neck as she trembled against him, her moans getting louder and more frequent, he knew she was so close by the way her body trembled against his, the way her legs trembled and her hips bucked against his hand

she screamed biting on his collarbone to keep herself quiet as her eyes rolled back and she squeezed around his fingers, soaking his hand, her whole body reacting as she tipped over the edge into her orgasm,

Jerome groaned as she bit down on his collarbone, the pain and pleasure of it driving him crazy. He kept his fingers moving until he could feel her trembling and shaking as she rode out the wave of her release. He pulled his fingers out, slowly, letting her rest,

she turned bright red, shaking and shivering as she gasped

Jerome couldn't resist the look on her face, so flushed and spent from just his fingers alone. He chuckled, his body still pressed against her, pinning her to the wall, he gently ran his fingers and palm up and down her thighs and hips, feeling the skin through the material of her skirt. He leaned in to speak in her ear again “You were so good little girl…” He nuzzled against her neck, his lips leaving warm kisses along the soft skin of her neck, he spoke again, in a huskier tone, his voice low and deep against her ear. “You have no idea how much I wanted to just take you right there... against that wall…” His hands grip her hips a little tighter as he spoke, his body pressed firm against hers, his hands running up her legs to her thighs, gently squeezing and massaging the soft flesh underneath his fingers

she didn't answer just softly sucking against his collarbone almost comfortingly

Jerome groaned again as she sucks at his collarbone, a soft and comforting gesture, but it was also making him want to lose control. He could feel himself getting more and more desperate and needy for her, the feeling of her soft lips and the warm breath against his skin was making him crazy Jerome gently grabs her face and lifts it up from his collarbone so he can look at her, he looks down into her face, her cheeks flushed and lips parted, she looked so spent and overwhelmed, but so damn beautiful at the same time. He chuckled in that same deep, low tone he'd been using, running his thumb across her bottom lip gently as he spoke again, his voice a low and rough whisper “You're so perfect little girl…” he checked around them making sure no one saw, and wrapped his arms around her almost carrying her, “Laundry room. Let's continue this little girl.” he demanded ushering them to the laundry room and locking the door. 

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Shower

Media - House of Anubis Character - Jerome Clarke Couple - Jerome X Reader Reader - Y/n Y/L/N Rating - 18 + Sexting/ intimate photos/ nudity/ shower sex/ fingering/ hj/ pinv/ Word Count - 2424

Jerome sat in his dorm room bed not really worrying about much of anything on his lazy Saturday yet to really get up and do anything, when he absentmindedly shifted his hips a little on his bed. As he did Jerome realised just how tight his shorts felt, so he glanced at himself seeing he was rock hard in his pj shorts,

“What's gotten into you, Clarke?” Jerome muttered to himself, trying to shake off the sudden arousal, but his gaze lingered on the unmistakable bulge in his pants. He let out a low chuckle, shaking his head in amusement at his own body's peculiar timing but he didn’t worry over it just some random morning wood.

Jerome said aloud, running a hand through his hair as he settled back onto the bed, after a while it still hadn't gone down but he had an idea. Jerome grabbed his phone snapped a photo of his obvious erection in his pants and sent it off to his girlfriend with a flirty message attached

‘Mornin', sweetheart. Just thought I'd give you a little wake-up call.’ Jerome typed out the message, grinning mischievously as he hit send. He leaned back against his pillows, waiting for her response with bated breath. A few moments later, his phone buzzed with an incoming text.

'good morning Jerome x You’re certainly awake and busy aren't you xx'

Jerome chuckled to himself, feeling a twinge of excitement at the playful jab. ‘Haha, good one, love. Yeah, I guess you could say that…’ He quickly typed out a response, his fingers flying across the screen. ‘Busy as in thinking about you, obviously.’

'have you now? Maybe you should get some inspiration to think about' She then sent a picture of her stood in her mirror in her little silk nightie, showing off her curves and perky nipples,

‘Ah, now that's what I call inspiration. You're a wicked woman, you know that?’ Jerome's eyes widened as he gazed at the provocative image on his screen, his pulse quickening in response to the tantalizing sight. He couldn't help but feel a surge of desire, his earlier frustration forgotten in the face of her seductive tease. ‘Looks like someone's trying to distract me from my morning wood,’ Jerome quipped, his eyes locked on the sultry image. He tossed his phone onto the bed beside him, letting out a low laugh as he contemplated the situation.

'doing my best too, I'm going for a shower you wanna join? Xx'

‘Oh, now that's an offer I can't refuse. I'll be there in two seconds flat.’

Jerome leapt out of bed, his phone still clutched in his hand as he made a beeline for the bathroom. He could already imagine the steamy encounter awaiting him behind the shower curtain. Jerome shivered with anticipation as he pushed open the bathroom door. He slipped inside, closing the door softly behind him,

Y/n stood in her silk nightie and nothing else, letting her hair loose as she waits for Jerome

“Y/n, you look stunning,” Jerome breathed, his eyes drinking in the sight of her as he stepped closer. Without another word, Jerome swept Y/n into his arms, their lips crashing together in a fierce, passionate kiss as they both surrendered to the moment. His hands roamed over her curves, sending sparks flying as their bodies pressed together. “You're so beautiful, Y/n,” he murmured against her skin, his breath hot against her neck. As they kissed, Jerome's fingers danced across her shoulders, slipping beneath the delicate fabric of her robe to caress the warm skin beneath. His touch ignited a fire within her, and she felt herself melting into his grasp. With a gentle tug, Jerome pulled Y/n closer, his mouth devouring hers in a hungry kiss. Their bodies swayed together, lost in the rhythm of their passion.

she pulled back with a giggle tossing her robe off and jumping under the showers spray

Jerome's eyes widened in surprise, then flashed with excitement. With a playful grin, he quickly followed suit, shedding his own clothes and joining her beneath the pulsating water.

As they stood there, surrounded by the steamy mist, Jerome wrapped his arms around Y/n, pulling her close as they let the water wash over them. His lips found hers, and they kissed deeply, their bodies entwined in the warmth of the shower.

“I love the way the water feels on us,” Y/n purred, her eyes drifting closed as Jerome's hands slid down her back to cup her hips.

Jerome chuckled, his breath hot against her ear. “Me too,” he whispered, his fingers tracing the curve of her waist before dipping lower, his touch igniting a spark of pleasure that sent shivers coursing through her veins.

As they stood there, lost in the sensation of the water and each other's touch,

Jerome's hand drifted between Y/n's legs, his fingers parting her folds with a gentle pressure.

She gasped, her body arching involuntarily as he stroked her sensitive flesh, sending waves of desire crashing through her system.

With a subtle shift in position, Jerome's fingers delved deeper, coaxing forth a moan of pleasure from Y/n's lips.

Her head fell back, exposing the vulnerable line of her throat as she surrendered to the sensations building within her.

Jerome's eyes locked onto hers, burning with intensity as he watched her succumb to his touch. His grip on her hips tightened, holding her firmly in place as he continued to stroke her, drawing out the sweet agony of her arousal. The water pounded against them, creating a symphony of sound that blended with the ragged breathing filling the air.

In this intimate space, time itself seemed to warp and bend, leaving only the thrumming pulse of their desires.

“My little Y/n, you're so responsive,” Jerome whispered, his voice dripping with satisfaction as he continued to tease her. His fingers danced across her sensitive flesh, coaxing forth a chorus of pleasured sighs and gasps. As the water continued to cascade down around them, Jerome's movements became more deliberate, his strokes growing longer and more insistent.

Y/n's eyes fluttered closed, her face tilted upwards towards the spray as she gave herself over to the sensations washing through her.

The water pounded against their skin, creating a sense of disorientation that left them both breathless and wanting more.

she squealed gripping his hair and pulling him Into a kiss as he reached her orgasm,

Jerome's eyes snapped open, his pupils dilating as he felt the rush of liquid heat spurt from Y/n's body. His lips curled into a triumphant smile as he deepened the kiss, his tongue tangling with hers in a frenzy of passion. He held her close, feeling the aftershocks of her climax ripple through her trembling form.

As the water continued to fall around them, Jerome's fingers remained buried inside her, milking every last drop of pleasure from her spasming muscles. With a final, lingering kiss, Jerome withdrew his hand, watching in awe as Y/n's body relaxed against him, her chest rising and falling in ragged gasps.

A satisfied smirk still played on his lips as he wrapped his arms around her waist once more, holding her securely in place. For a moment, they simply stood there, suspended in the aftermath of their shared ecstasy.

she smirked and grabbed his now throbbing erection in hand starting to jerk him off as she kissed his neck

Jerome's eyes rolled back in his head as Y/n's skilled hand wrapped around his erection, her fingers closing tight enough to send a jolt of electricity shooting through his entire body. A low growl rumbled in the back of his throat as she began to move her hand up and down, her touch sending waves of pleasure crashing over him.

Her kisses trailed along his neck, nipping gently at the tender skin as she worked him with a confident ease that left him breathless.

Jerome's hips flexed instinctively, seeking more friction as Y/n's grip tightened around him. He felt himself teetering on the edge of release, his balls drawing up tight as he struggled to hold back the inevitable.

But Y/n's touch was like a siren's call, beckoning him closer to the precipice with every passing second

Her hand moved faster now, her palm sliding smoothly over his slick skin as she coaxed him closer to the brink.

Jerome's breath caught in his throat as he felt the familiar sensation of his orgasm building, his body tensing in anticipation. He couldn't help but let out a low groan, his hips bucking forward in a desperate bid for more contact.

Y/n's grip tightened around him, her nails digging gently into his skin as she milked him for every last drop of pleasure. And then, in a flash of intense, blinding light, Jerome came undone.

His body arched back, his eyes rolling wildly as he spilled himself across the tile floor, the sound of his release echoing through the bathroom like a primal cry.

she giggled and pulled him back into a lusty kiss,

Their lips crashed together in a fierce, passionate kiss, tongues tangling as they devoured each other.

Jerome's hands wrapped around Y/n's waist, pulling her close as he deepened the kiss, his mouth slanting over hers in a hungry arc. He could taste the sweetness of her release still on his lips, and it only added to the fire raging through him. His fingers dug into her hips, holding her captive as he feasted on her mouth, drinking in the flavour of their combined desire.

Y/n's giggles turned to moans as she surrendered to the kiss, her body melting into his like wax in a furnace.

Jerome's heart pounded in his chest, racing with excitement as he ravaged her mouth, his hunger for her showing no signs of abating.

she stroked him a few times making sure he was still hard after his orgasm and she didn't hesitate turning to rest her hands on the showers tiles arching her back and bending over

Jerome's eyes widened as Y/n's ass brushed against his still-hard cock, sending a jolt of electricity through his entire body. He felt himself springing back to life, his erection stirring anew as he gazed at the tantalizing sight before him. Without hesitation, Jerome stepped closer, his hands reaching out to grasp Y/n's hips as she bent over the shower tiles.

He pulled her back against him, his cock slipping effortlessly between her cheeks as she arched her back

The water cascaded down around them, creating a steamy veil that surrounded them in a sensual cocoon.

Jerome's breath caught in his throat as he felt Y/n's muscles tense beneath his fingers, her body preparing itself for another round of pleasure. His fingers dug deeper into her hips, holding her in place as he pressed his cock firmly against her ass. The sensation was almost too much to bear - the cool water, the warmth of Y/n's skin, and the promise of what was to come all combined to drive Jerome to the brink of madness. With a sudden movement, he thrust forward, burying himself deep within Y/n's pussy.

She gasped, her body shuddering as she adjusted to the invasion, but Jerome knew better than to stop now. He withdrew slowly, feeling the resistance give way to a smooth glide as he sank back inside once more. The rhythm built quickly, Jerome's strokes growing harder and faster as he chased the peak of pleasure.

But just as he thought he'd reached it,

Y/n surprised him by reaching back and wrapping her hand around his wrist. His movements faltered for a moment as he looked down at Y/n's hand, her fingers tightening around his wrist like a vice. But instead of stopping him, she used her grip to pull him deeper, guiding him further into her body with a subtle pressure. A thrill ran through Jerome as he realized what she was doing - she wasn't just letting him fuck her, she was taking control. His mind reeled with the implications as he felt himself surrendering to her will, his strokes becoming more precise and deliberate as he obeyed her unspoken commands. The water continued to cascade down around them, but Jerome barely noticed it anymore.

With a newfound sense of abandon, Jerome plunged forward, his cock driving deep into Y/n's body as she rode him with reckless precision. Water splashed everywhere, mixing with the sweat that dripped from their bodies in a maddening rhythm. As he fucked her, Jerome's mind went blank, consumed by the pure, animalistic need to claim her. His hands gripped her hips like claws, holding her fast as she writhed and twisted above him. The sounds of their passion filled the air - the slap of flesh against flesh, the ragged gasps for breath, and the soft cries of pleasure that escaped Y/n's lips. In this moment, there was nothing else but the two of them, lost in a world of their own creation.

And yet, even as Jerome gave himself over to the raw power of their desire, he knew that something was building inside him - a storm of emotions that threatened to consume him whole.

As the intensity of their lovemaking reached a fever pitch, Jerome felt his body begin to tighten, the familiar signs of an impending climax coursing through his veins like liquid fire. He gritted his teeth, fighting to hold back the inevitable, but it was no use - with one final, brutal thrust, he exploded into a frenzy of color and sound, his seed shooting forth from his body like a bullet. Y/n's cry of delight echoed through the shower, mingling with Jerome's own hoarse shout as they both collapsed against each other, spent and trembling with exhaustion.

The water continued to pour down around them, washing away the evidence of their passion as they clung to each other, basking in the warm glow of satisfaction that followed a truly exceptional encounter.

"fuck… We need to have shower sex every morning" she gasped

Jerome's chest heaved with exertion as he wrapped his arms around Y/n, pulling her close as the water continued to cascade down around them.

“Definitely,” he agreed, his voice low and husky with pleasure. “In fact, I think we should make it a regular thing. Every morning, every night… hell, why limit ourselves to just one time a day?”

“Becuase you’d end up passing out from over-exertion.” she chuckled as she let him pull out and turned to face him,

“A price I would be very willing to pay,” he cooed wrapping his arms around her and rubbing his nose on hers, “Love ya,”

“Love you too,” she chuckled as they shared a soft and tender kiss, “Now come on we need to actually shower.”

“Fine… but I get to wash your boobs.”

[the-fiction-witch]

Texting

Media - House of Anubis

Character - Jerome Clarke

Couple - Jerome X Reader

Reader - lilly

Rating - 18 + Sexting / intimate photos / nudity / secret touching / secret sex / unprotected sex / panties / pinv / making out

Word Count - 1968

Jerome sat bored out of his mind in history class, he sat at his desk right at the back of the classroom as the teacher drilled on about Romans. Jerome's phone suddenly vibrates in his pocket so he waits a moment before pulling his phone out under the table and having a check to see if it is anything important,

'Lilly - Hey X'

A sly grin spreads across Jerome's face as he reads the message. He quickly responds, trying to stifle a chuckle.

'Jerome - Hey gorgeous, can't wait for our little secret meeting tonight X'

His fingers fly across the keyboard, sending off the flirtatious message before tucking his phone back into his pocket. But it wasn't long before his phone vibrated once more, so he sneaked it out again

'Lilly - I can't wait either, I really miss you :('

Jerome's eyes light up with excitement. He can't help but feel a flutter in his chest, thinking about their upcoming tryst. His thumbs move swiftly over the keyboard, crafting a reply trying to be playful and seductive.

'Jerome - Mmm… same here, baby. Can't wait to show you just how much I've missed you. ;)'

But before he could even put his phone away, she quickly replied,

"Lilly - You always do x I almost can't wait till tonight, Jerome'

Jerome lets out a low chuckle, feeling a thrill run through him. He leans back in his chair, trying to appear nonchalant despite the growing excitement building inside him.

'Jerome - Oh, I'm shaking with anticipation already.'

'Lilly - just anticipation?"

Jerome's smile widens mischievously. He shakes his head, feigning innocence, but his eyes betray his true intentions. he types, his fingers dancing across the keyboard with increasing urgency.

'Jerome - Maybe a little something more, xx'

she soon replied

'Lilly - I figured so, can't you see how much I'm … ‘Anticipating’? ;)'

She then sent a photo, of her little blue panties clearly tight to her curves and a little wet. She'd obviously put her phone under her desk and took the picture up her skirt in the middle of her chemistry class,

Jerome's eyes widen in surprise, and then his gaze drops to the sultry image on his screen. He hides his phone a little and makes sure no one in his class can see his screen. Once he knows he’s safe he looks it over, every single little pixel on the screen. He feels a sudden rush of desire, his heart pounding in his chest as he takes in the tantalizing sight. Without hesitation, he reaches out and touches himself, his fingers stroking his already hard erection through his pants.

'Jerome - Oh, baby… you're killing me, xxxx'

he types, his words barely coherent as he tries to compose himself. His eyes remain fixed on the photo, drinking in every detail of Lilly's intimates.

'Lilly - I can't help it, I miss you too much Jerome :('

Jerome's face twists into a pained expression, his brow furrowing in mock disappointment. He leans forward, desperate to touch more, faster, just to feel good even if he knows he can’t, he types, his tone laced with playful sarcasm.

'Jerome - Save the sweet talk for later, baby,'

He pauses, his eyes lingering on the photo still displayed on his screen. His fingers begin to type once more, but this time they move with deliberate slowness, each keystroke punctuated by a hint of anticipation.

'Jerome - I want to see those panties come off.’

'Lilly - Jerome I’m in chemistry class, shouldn't you be focusing on your history class?"

Jerome rolls his eyes good-naturedly, a smirk spreading across his face,

'Jerome - History class? Ha! How am I meant to focus on history class when I have you looking like that?’

“Lilly - Aww it hard to concentrate Jerome?”

as he glances around the classroom, making sure the teacher isn't watching. He smirked and snapped a picture under his desk of his hand holding his cock through his pants, how obvious his erection was,

‘Lilly - Ohh Jerome XX’

Jerome’s fingers worked hard and fast typing desperately before returning to rubbing himself through his pants,

‘Jerome - Please baby, you see how much I need you X Come on. Just a second. Just slip those little panties off for me and I swear I’ll pull my cock out for you,

'Lilly - I could sneak out to the bathroom, and take my panties off for you Jerome x'

Jerome's grin widens, his eyes lighting up with excitement as he reads the message.

'Jerome - Oh, baby… please! PLEASE!'

she then sends another photo this time she was pushing her panties to the side revealing her glistening cunt

'Lilly - If you show me how hard and desperate you are ill go x'

Jerome's eyes widen, his pupils dilating as he takes in the explicit image. His breathing quickens, and he feels a surge of adrenaline coursing through his veins. He lets out a low groan, his fingers flying across the keyboard as he responds to her provocative message.

'Jerome - Oh, baby… you are the best girlfriend in the world!'

‘Lilly - you know our deal x’

Jerome's gaze remains fixed on the screen, his eyes burning with desire as he contemplates her offer. He takes a deep breath, letting out a slow exhale as he begins to type.

'Jerome - I'm already rock-hard, baby…' My cock is throbbing in my pants, begging to be freed. Let me get him out for you xx’

He pauses, his fingers hesitating for a moment before continuing. He moved and quickly undid his trousers checking no one would see him, he pulled out his hard cock onto his lap, snapped the picture and quickly pushed it back in and zipped his fly making sure no one saw him,

‘Jerome - Happy baby x’

‘Lilly - Very happy x’ I’ll go then, Deal’s a deal, ;)’

Jerome's fingers fly across the keyboard, his words spilling out in a passionate torrent.

'Jerome - Oh fuck - Get on your knees, baby… get down and spread those legs wide open… I want to see everything. '

He pauses, his chest heaving with anticipation as he waits for her response. His eyes remain fixed on the screen, drinking in every detail of the image’s she sent earlier.

this message takes a little longer but it soon comes through

Lilly knelt on her knees on the floor of the girls bathrooms, her school skirt around her waist and her panties around her knees, her legs spread apart in the picture with simply the message

'Lilly - you want me, Jerome? H Block bathrooms. I'll be waiting x'

Jerome's heart skips a beat as he gazes upon the explicit image, his mind racing with anticipation. He can almost taste the thrill of the encounter. With a sly smile spreading across his face, he types out a response.

'Jerome - Oh, Lilly… I'll be there in five minutes baby’

Jerome quickly asks to go to the bathroom and the teacher allows it, so Jerome walks calmly out of the classroom using his bag to hide his throbbing erection, and as soon as he's out of view. He bolts though the corridors to the H block bathrooms.

Jerome bursts through the door of the H-block bathrooms, his eyes scanning the empty stalls until he finds one closed, he knocks and finds it unlocked so he opens the door closing it behind him and locking it. His eyes gaze into the stall, and they land on Lilly, still kneeling on the floor, her legs spread wide open in invitation. With a swift motion, Jerome drops his backpack to the ground and kicks off his shoes, and undoes his trousers, which fall down around his ankles as he approaches Lilly “Baby…” he whispers, his voice husky with desire, “you look so beautiful…” He kneels beside her, his hands reaching out to caress her thighs, his fingers tracing the curves of her body as he prepares to claim her.

Jerome immediately began lustfully kissing his girlfriend,

Lilly happily kissed back wrapping her legs around his waist to grind herself against his hard shaft standing tall though his boxers,

Jerome's hands slide beneath Lilly's skirt, his fingers digging into her hips as he lifts her higher onto his waist. Their mouths crash together in a frenzy of lips and tongues, their breathing growing ragged as they devour each other. As they kiss, Jerome's hands begin to explore Lilly's body, his fingers slipping up to tease her clit.

She gasps into his mouth, her legs tightening around him as she starts to come soak his hand.

With a growl of pleasure, Jerome yanks down his boxers and positions himself at her entrance. With a swift thrust, Jerome buries himself inside Lilly, feeling her tightness envelop him like a vice.

She cries out in pleasure, her nails digging into his shoulders as he begins to pump in and out of her, their bodies slapping together in a primal rhythm. As they move, the sounds of the bathroom fade away, replaced by the heavy breathing and moans of the two lovers.

Jerome's eyes lock onto Lilly's, his gaze burning with intensity as he drives deeper into her. Their pace quickens, their movements becoming more frenzied as they chase the peak of their passion.

And then, suddenly, Lilly's body tenses around him, her muscles contracting in a wave of ecstasy that sends Jerome tumbling after her…

As the waves of pleasure wash over them, Jerome feels Lilly's grip on him loosen slightly, her body relaxing into his. He slows his pace, savoring the sensation of being buried deep within her. With a gentle tug, he pulls out of her, his cock glistening with evidence of their passion. Lilly looks up at him, her eyes glassy with satisfaction.

“Jerome…” she whispers, her voice barely audible over the pounding of their hearts. Jerome smiles, his chest heaving with exertion. "I missed you" she gasps

Jerome's face softens, his expression melting into a warm smile. He reaches out, gently brushing a strand of hair behind Lilly's ear. His touch sends shivers down her spine, and she closes her eyes, basking in the tender gesture “I missed you too,” Jerome whispers, his voice low and husky. He pauses, his thumb tracing the curve of her cheekbone. “But I'm glad we're together now.”

"I love you" she giggled rubbing her nose on his shirt

Jerome's eyes crinkle at the corners as he smiles, his heart swelling with emotion. He wraps his arms around Lilly, pulling her close as she nuzzles her face into his chest. “I love you too,” he murmurs, his voice muffled by her hair. He holds her tightly, savoring the warmth and intimacy of the moment.

As they sit there, wrapped in each other's arms, Jerome feels a sense of peace wash over him. It's moments like these that make all the drama and stress of life worth it. Without thinking, Jerome leans forward, his lips brushing against Lilly's forehead in a gentle kiss.

after a sweet cuddle they shake off and put their clothes back on spraying body spray and perfume to make their encounter in the school bathrooms less noticeable,

"I’ll see you at lunch right?" She asked

Jerome flashes a charming smile, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Definitely, I've got a plan to sneak us into the courtyard during lunch,” he says, winking at her. “Just don't tell anyone about our little bathroom rendezvous, okay?”

"I promise" she smiled kissing him, “see you later Jerome"

Jerome's eyes linger on hers for a moment, drinking in the sight of her smile. He returns the kiss softly, his lips grazing hers before he pulls away “Later, baby,” he whispers, watching as she heads out of the bathroom, leaving him feeling satisfied and already looking forward to their next secret meeting. He takes a deep breath, smoothing out his clothes and checking his appearance in the mirror. Satisfied that he looks presentable, Jerome heads back to class with a slight skip in his step, whistling a tune as he walks.