#jeff wittek masterlist

[blissfulsun]

Masterlist

updated 02/01/21

Personal favourites are marked with a little •

(s) for mature

**I AM NO LONGER TAKING REQUESTS FOR THE PERSON BELOW**

Jeff Wittek

blurbs & concepts can be found here

One shots/Stories:

Infatuated 

In which Jeff knows you’re worth waiting for

Actions Speak Louder Than Words 

It’s just a game of who’s going to say it first

Anything For You

You’ve got him wrapped around your finger

Artistic License 

Jeff could watch you paint all day long

Here For You

Clumsy Zane leads to some revelations

Will They, Won’t They

It’s never black and white with you and him

Ultimatum 

It should’ve been you & I against the world baby

Forbidden Fruit •

The heart wants what it wants. And yours has been cracking your rib cage in it’s need for him

Miscommunications

Jeff jumps to conclusions, you realise something

Wake Up Love (s)

The best sight to wake up to

Pretty Little Fears •

The two of you have history: you have questions, Jeff only hopes he’ll have the right  answers 

Home’s wherever I’m with you

You play pretend long enough to build a home

Secret Love

You’re his, whether others know it or not 

No Strings Attached

It’s only sex. Until feelings somehow entangle themselves within the messy bedsheets.

Easy Transition

Things are still new between you while you navigate friendship blooming into something so much more

Vinyard Flirt 

Jeff can’t decide if it’s the alcohol or genuine emotion that keeps you falling into his awaiting lap

Right Direction

Tu es dans toutes mes pensees 

Stages of Grief

Denial, anger, hurt...Jeff wants to hold you close through it all

Heartbreak Accomplice •

You’ll play your part, even if you’re falling apart on the inside

Don’t want to be your friend, I wanna kiss your neck

One touch and I think I’m addicted to the way you taste 

Plus one for life

Summer on You (s)

Sleepless Nights 

What happens in Vegas (s)

Left my heart in LA

Can’t keep my hands to myself (s)

Phantom Touch

Birthday on the road

Honesty Hotline

First time in your mouth (s)

Irrational in love •

Warm with (for) you 

Caught (s)

Out of Love

Missed calls

Smitten

When it’s all said and done

Wish you were mine

Only one

What are we?

TWENTY88!series [discountinued]

Lessons in love!series [completed]

Pregnancy!series: [completed]

storytelling

instant connection

gender reveal with a twist

accident prone

at your beck and call

positive

double trouble

let’s tell the grandparents  •

needy vs nervous

hormones overdrive 

carbon copy

can’t sleep without you

[davidobitch]

Beg For It | Jeff Wittek

ok so i took this from here. nobody requested it but me and ashley (as always) were talking about one of jeff’s 203 sides and i needed to write this. so thank you ashley for this. my inspo for probably everything now.

this just might be the actual filthiest thing i’ve ever written so um yeah majorrr smut warning.

Your music blared through Jeff’s apartment as you went room to room, cleaning everything to perfection. It was no surprise that this quarantine was getting to your head and the only thing you could do was clean all day. So that’s what you did.

Jeff made it very clear that touching any of his barber things when he’s not around is the only thing off limits. But does that mean cleaning his area is off limits, too? You were about to find out.

Just as you were about done without putting anything out of its place, your hip accidentally knocks his desk causing things to fall everywhere. Not only were hairspray and hair gel bottles everywhere, but sitting right at your feet, in too many pieces to fix, were his hair clippers.

“Fuck me. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!” You scrambled to pick up the pieces, making sure not to leave anything on the ground. Tears pricked your eyes, knowing how pissed your boyfriend is going to be when he gets home.

You debated for the next hour whether or not you should tell Jeff now or wait to tell him face to face. For a lot of people, they wouldn’t see the problem with the accident. But Jeff’s entire life revolved around cutting hair. Those clippers were like his baby and you were dreading the moment you had to tell him.

It wasn’t long before Jeff finally came home. Which means you didn’t have enough time to prepare for the disaster that was about to happen.

“Hi baby,” Jeff says as he drops his keys on the counter and walks over to you. You stayed silent as you stared at your boyfriend, mentally telling him you fucked up. “(Y/N) what happened...baby what did you do?” His voice was low, but his words laced with slight anger.

“It was an accident. I-”

“(Y/N)...”

Tears brimmed your eyes, your gaze focusing on anything that wasn’t Jeff, “I was cleaning and I wanted to make your space really nice so you didn’t have to do it and you could relax for on-”

“Spit it out (Y/N)” Jeff hissed, his arms crossed over his chest as he backed away.

“I broke your clippers,” your words came out barely audible. You glanced up at Jeff to see his face burning with rage.

He ran his fingers through his hair, laughing from the irritation building up inside him, “This is a fucking joke. Where’s the camera? Huh?” It caught you by surprise when Jeff started throwing pillows and blankets around, eventually moving towards books and anything that wouldn’t cause too much damage to the apartment.

“It was an accident! Jeff stop!” You didn’t bother holding back the tears anymore as Jeff tore apart the living room. “Baby, please!”

“God fucking damn it, (Y/N)! You had one job. One! You couldn’t leave my shit alone?!”

“Jeff- I-”

Jeff’s pacing back and forth trying to calm himself down, but you don’t dare move from your spot.

“I don’t ask much from you. The only thing I asked was that you stay away from my space. And you couldn’t even do that,” Jeff rubbed his face, letting out a huff of air before leaving the apartment. Your tears continued as you started picking up the thrown objects around the room.

It’s been hours since Jeff left and part of you didn’t think he was coming home tonight. Hanging onto that small bit of hope, you crawled into bed to pass the time with your tv. A couple more hours passed before you heard the door to the apartment open and shut quietly, as if Jeff didn’t want you to know he was home.

Cautiously creeping into the bedroom, Jeff shuffled across the room peeling his clothes off with every step. Your attention remained on your tv as he settled under the covers with you. With his back resting against the headboard, you scooted farther away from him hoping he would get the hint not to bother you.

The TV became white noise to the both of you. A distraction to keep you from going at each other’s throats.

After what felt like 3 days of silence, Jeff finally opened his mouth, “Baby,” you pulled your hand away as he tried to reach for it, “I’m sorry, okay?” You stayed quiet, turning your body so your back was facing him. “Please talk to me baby.”

The bed squeaked as Jeff slid down, moving his body behind yours. His lips trailed kisses down your jaw to your neck, all the way down your arm.

You let out a deep sigh, giving into him, “You’re a fucking asshole. You know that?”

“I know. But I asked you not to touch my stuff. You have to see my side,” Jeff mumbled as he continued kissing every inch of your body that he possibly can.

“I get that, Jeff. I do. But you left without even listening to me. Not to mention you were gone for hours with no calls, no texts. Nothing.” 

Jeff stops with the kisses and rests his chin on your shoulder, “Ok. I get it. I’m an asshole. I shouldn’t have left. Now can you forgive me, please?”

You turned around to face him, finally getting a good look at him. His eyes were puffy and dark, clearly tired. Your hand cupped his face, “I’ll think about it. Okay?”

But that wasn’t enough for him. In one swift movement, Jeff pushed your back down and hovered over your. Placing kisses all over your neck, down your chest and stomach, “Please, baby,” Jeff mumbles in between kisses, “I’ll do anything for you to forgive me.” His lips slowly trailing down your panties, “Anything,” he says, his breath hot against the cloth.

He knows what he’s doing to you, but you weren’t gonna give into him that easily. Not this time. You run your hand through his hair, “Anything, baby?” you question him as he continues to place kisses through your panties.

A smile plays on your lips as he nods, “Then let me go to bed,” you say as you push him off of you. Turning your back to him again, Jeff groans at your stubbornness but he doesn’t put up a fight.

Eventually Jeff fell asleep without another word from either of you. But you on the other hand couldn’t fall asleep after your boyfriend's little game. You turned your head to make sure Jeff was fully asleep before quietly getting out of bed and changing into something more...inappropriate.

Getting back into bed, you swing your legs over Jeff’s lap, careful not to wake him. Your lips pressed against his neck, working at his sweet spot and your hand played with the waistband of his boxers. Pushing your hips down, the pressure woke Jeff up instantly, “Fuck, (Y/N). What are you doing?” He practically moans as his head shoots up.

You pull away from his neck and sit up causing Jeff’s eyes to widen from your choice of minimal clothing, “Just having some fun,” you pull your bottom lip between your teeth as you slip your hand into his boxers.

You watch Jeff throw his head back, squeezing his eyes shut from the pleasure. “God, (Y/N). You’re fucking wild.” His hands grip your thighs as you run your thumb over his head.

Completely vulnerable under your touch, Jeff whimpers, “Don’t fuck with me, baby,” Your hand working painfully slow to give him what he needs only for you remove it completely.

“You don’t get to tell me what to do tonight,” your hands intertwined with Jeff’s, pinning them over his head. Grinding your hips down hard, you can feel Jeff’s bulge get harder from your actions.

Your lips returned to his neck, sucking on his sweet spot. Circling your hips was enough to make Jeff cum right there, but you weren’t gonna let him off that easy. You lifted your hips and shimmied further down his body. Leaving a trail of kisses down his stomach, you take the waistband on his boxers between your teeth and pull them down with the help of your hands.

Jeff wasted no time wrapping his hand in your head, involuntarily pushed your head down to his cock. “No, baby. We’re doing things my way this time,” Jeff hisses as you pull his hands from your hair, tying them to the headboard.

Settling yourself between his legs, you blew cold air against Jeff’s cock, causing him to buck his hips up. “Be careful baby, doing what you’re not told is gonna make this worse for you.” you cooed.

You dragged your tongue from the bottom of his shaft to the top, swirling it around his head.

“Fuckin’ hell, (Y/N),” Jeff moaned, wanting nothing more than to touch you. 

With one hand gripping his thigh, the other wrapped around his cock, covering what your mouth counted. Jeff’s moans filled the room. His hands pulled at the tie that bounded him to the bed.

Inching closer to his climax, Jeff accidentally bucked his hips up, making you gag against him. He cursed under his breath, knowing he shouldn’t have done that. “Fuck. (Y/N), babe. I- I’m sorry, that- I didn’t-” Jeff stuttered as you looked up at him through your lashes.

Whimpering from the loss of contact, you bring yourself back up to his face, “You shouldn’t have done that,” you say, your hand grabbed his jaw, “I told you not to do that,” Your thumb traced his bottom lip before you kissed him, quite forcefully. Just as Jeff tried to deepen the kiss, you pulled away and climbed off of him to settle on the other side of the bed. 

“(Y/N), come on. This isn’t fucking fun anymore,” Jeff hisses, his hands punching the wall behind him.

“I don’t know baby, I’m having a lot of fun,” you say as you lean back on your elbows, your legs spread far enough to give Jeff a perfect view. Your hand slipping into your panties, feeling how wet Jeff made you. A moan slipped through your mouth as you slipped a finger into yourself, pumping slowly at first and getting faster with each passing second.

You watched Jeff’s face burn, wishing it was him making you feel this good. Knowing it should be his fingers getting you off. “Maybe next time you’ll learn to be a good boy,” you breathe out before letting out a string of moans.

“What the fuck, (Y/N),” Jeff groans, “Baby, please,” Jeff begs, making you stop your movements.

You slipped your hand out and crawled over to your frustrated boyfriend, “Please what?” you whisper as you work to untie Jeff. “I want you to beg for it, daddy.”

Your word choice was enough for Jeff to rip his hands from the headboard, flipping the two of you over, “Please let me fuck you so good that the whole floor knows,” Jeff lips latched on your neck, biting at your sweet spot.

He doesn’t wait for an answer before moving your panties to the side and shoving himself into you, a high pitched moan erupted from your throat. His dick hitting the right spot with every thrust. Jeff flips you on to your stomach and pulls your hips up, pushing himself into your harder this time. Your hands grip the bed sheets as you get closer to your climax.

“Jeff, I- I- fuck, I’m gonna cum,” you moan, clenching your walls around his cock.

He pulls you up by your hair, his lips pressed to your shoulder, “Not until I say so,” His breath hot against your ear. You knew he was close when his thrusts started to slow down and become sloppy.

“Jeff, please,” you whimpered, not being able to hold on anymore.

“Cum for me, baby,” He whispers against your neck and she slams into a couple more times, slowly but hitting the right spots.

A string of moans spilled from both yours and Jeff’s mouths as you came down from your highs together.

“What the fuck was that, (Y/N)?” Jeff breaths out as he flops down on the bed next to you. A smile played on his lips. Your shoulders lifted and fell slightly, not really knowing what took over you. “Whatever I did to make you do that, maybe I need to do it more often”

[westsidewittek]

*Masterlist*

Jeff Wittek

Imagines (newest to old)

Need a dollar | You and Jeff decide to go see a show, but run into a problem on your way home

Overreact | A pretty scary situation happens when you’re just trying to go to the bathroom

First time | Jeff offers to get you high

Friends with him | Jeff isn’t fond of the idea of being close friends with exes

Appreciate you | Taking care of Jeff after his nose surgery.

Girls night | This guy just won’t let you enjoy your girl’s night

Intimidate you | You and Jeff are very similar, which leads to heads butting, and tension snapping.

Far from home | * A few months away from you man is far too long, and you just can’t wait to see him again.*

Come home | * The boys convince you to prank call Jeff about your water breaking.*

Cuffed | *David wants to handcuff you and Jeff together for the vlog.*

I bet you | *The boys know Jeff likes you, so why not push his buttons, or make things interesting.*

Have you met Jeff | *Jeff finally meets the girl he’s been crushing on.*

My girl | *Can’t two people of opposite genders be friends?*

Are you ready | *Having a family has always been in your future, but starting it can be an awkward conversation.*

Face your fears | *David surprises you with your worst fear*

Tough love | *Jeff takes a liking to you, but your dog doesn’t reciprocate.*

You’ll marry me, right | *Jeff plans to ask for your hand.*

I knew it | *It’s about time your friends found out about your relationship.*

Like, a lot | *You just. Love. Jeff.*

Jeff Wittek

Blurbs

lazy sex 

accident

[duskypinkbow]

my writing✨

Well...on my masterlist I said “i don’t feel comfortable enough to write anything..” cuz english isn’t my first language... 

but look at us now!...

-> fics

~ Shitty Weather

the one where you meet him again after a very long period of time

~ ...so kiss me

the one where you finally kiss him

~ All love

the one that is inspired by a fletcher song

-> blurbs/promts/concepts 

~ pre relationship Jeff softness 

~ shy!jeff meets you for the first time

~ when he realises that he likes you more than friends

~ how Jeff would ask you out

~ “You make me feel...you make me feel things that i’m not supposed to feel and i hate it..”

~ post break up but still have feelings for each other

~ a cute little movie night

~ david teasing you about your obvious crush on jeff

~ his behavior on a dinner date

~ idk how to call her (by her I mean the blurb lol)

[feelthepainofdodick]

MASTERLIST

notes: hey yall, here’s my masterlist. it’s slowly growing but i wanted to get a head start on it. thank you all for the support so far. im honestly baffled. hope yall enjoy reading! much love, Julie.

David Dobrik

SERIES’

ADDICTED  - 2 - 3- 4

LOVE FOR HIRE - 2 - 3 - 4(Not Out Yet)

IMAGINES

CAPTIVATED BY YOU

ONLY YOU

DO YOU WANT A FOREVER WITH ME?

SOMEWHERE ONLY WE KNOW

YOU DESERVE BETTER

CAN I KISS YOU?

WHAT DID I DO? - 2

ONE DAY

THE KEYCHAIN

BLURBS

THE OTHER NIGHT

FOR A BIT

Jeff Wittek

IMAGINES

YOU’RE RIGHT HERE WITH ME

YOU LOOK AMAZING 

YOU’RE SAFE WITH ME 

Heath Hussar

IMAGINES

A  NON-PLATONIC WAY

[joetatoeheads]

Masterlists

Click Here for David Dobrik Masterlist

Click Here for Jeff Wittek Masterlist

Click Here for Zane Hijazi Masterlist

Click Here for Ilya Fedorovich Masterlist

Click Here for Matt King Masterlist

Click Here for Scotty Sire Masterlist

Click Here for Grayson Dolan Masterlist

Click Here for Ethan Dolan Masterlist

[kodzuskook]

YOUTUBERS → THE MASTERLIST

— by no one’s favourite writer

JEFF WITTEK

↳ Media

↳ Headcanons

001. being best friends with jeff would include…

002. valentine’s day with jeff would include…

003. laser tag with jeff would include…

004. being friends with benefits with jeff would include…

005. protective jeff would include…

↳ Imagines

001. whipped

002. beautiful

003. stress relief

004. cartier

005. blindfold

006. colour mixing

007. as you are

008. my type

008. shipped

009. feelings fade

010. house

011. attached

DAVID DOBIK

↳ Imagines

001. 3:15

002. good nights

SCOTTY SIRE

↳ Imagines

001. rock + roll

CRAWFORD COLLINS

↳ Media

↳ Headcanons

001. box challenge with crawford would include…

↳ Imagines

001. tired baby

002. fight club

[blissfulsun]

Blurbs & Concepts Masterlist:

Updated 02/01/20

(s) for mature

personal favourites are marked with a little •

Jeff Wittek

Blurbs:

falling asleep in your arms •

there is no us (2)

break up to make up

drunk confessions

the first move

two lines

hands on • (2)

make up/out

move in with me doll

back of the tesla (s)

never been kissed 

tunnel vision

holy shit, i’m in love

handsy on the couch (s)

just wanna hold ya

unspoken connection

make you moan (s)

let’s get away

almost kiss

hard questions

wined & dined

hot girl summer

tipsy affections

hot tub antics (s) •

could’ve been

kid’s barbershop chair

mother knows best

pda fanatics

date night in the truck (s)

cuddles in the morning

want more

you’re in my spot

firsts

‘come over’ (s)

under the table (s-ish)

out of my league

new years eve 

i want control (s)

slip of the tongue 

the man behind the smile

the morning after (lessons in love excerpt) 

show me

lessons in love (s)

nervous

Concepts:

almost lovers

he’s soft for you

intelligence is sexy

whipped 

you bring me hope

personal driver

take a picture, it’ll last longer

take care of you •

our daughter

cuddles on the couch

his turn ons

perfect pair

painting his back

late night snack

more than friends

interruptions

your future

smothered in kisses 

crushing

second family

personal trainer

protective boyfriend

his love language(s)

each other’s comfort

tattooed

pda

waiting up

a simp

animal crossing

tik tok fails

helping out

you’re hired

healthy

sexting

hold me

cockwarming (s)

simp nation

already here

meeting his friends 

stressed out

talk me down

festival headliner

nervous meetings

co-host

hurt feelings 

five seconds 

almost

perfectly wrong

care taking

overworked 

wedding night

first kiss

[davidobitch]

Personal Assistant | Jeff Wittek

this was kinda fun. i love ceo jeff but i also love jeff in general. 

“(Y/N), I need those papers back on my desk by the time you leave today,” your boss says as he walks by your desk, dropping a stack of files down in front of you. You let out a deep sigh knowing once again it’ll be a late night for you. There was no way you were going to get all these papers finished in the next 2 hours.

Your fingers tangled in your hair, not even halfway done with your work and you were supposed to be off in 30 minutes.

You watched your coworkers all leave one by one, leaving you the last person in the building along with your boss.

Jeff Wittek is the CEO of the biggest gym chain in L.A. and you were lucky enough to be one of his assistants. Working for him wasn’t too bad except for when he gets in these moods where he makes you do everything only a couple hours before you were supposed to leave. But he paid well, so what he says goes. 

“(Y/N), office. Now,” Jeff called from the doorway. He watched your every move as you scrambled to gather the files you still have yet to finish up until you were walking into his office. You could feel his stare burning holes in your body, sending a shiver down your spine. 

His hand skimmed over your lower back, letting it linger for a couple seconds as he walked past you.

“Sit, please,” Jeff motions to the chair in front of his desk. Doing as you’re told you set the files and his desk and placed yourself across from him, watching as he leans back in his chair.

Your cheeks burned thinking about how good he looks at this moment. His shirt unbuttoned enough to see his chain cascading down his chest, sleeves rolled up half way his arm. His hair, oh god how much you would love to run your hands through it.

“What do you think?” Jeff asks, pulling you out of your thoughts. 

“I- Sorry, what are we talking about again?” You bit your bottom lip, not even realizing he was having a full on conversation with you while you were fantasizing about him.

A small laugh escaped from Jeff’s lips, “I think you’re supposed to listen to your boss when they call you into their office,” his tongue gliding over his lips before a smirk takes over.

A strand of hair falling in front of your face as you drop your head, hiding your embarrassment, “I know, sorry, I was just thinking, uh, y‘know about the files. I still have more to finish but I’m almost done. I can st-“

Your rambling was cut short as Jeff’s hand cupped your chin, raising it so he can look at you.

You were talking too much to realize he was now standing in front of you, leaning against his desk. As if he couldn’t look more attractive than he did just a couple minutes ago, you were proven wrong.

“You talk a lot when you’re nervous,” Jeff says as he pushes the fallen hair behind your ear, grinning down at you. He removes his hand and shoves them in his pant pocket. You tried your hardest to keep your face from turning red, but by the warmth that was taking over your cheeks, you knew it wasn’t possible.

“So, uh, why- what, um. Sorry, what did you pull me in here for?” You tripped over your words, thoughts of Jeff were controlling your mind, not helping with the fire burning on your face. 

“I’ve been thinking a lot lately. You’ve been with the company for-”

“5 years,” you cut Jeff off, accidentally. It was supposed to be a thought but your brain said otherwise, “Oh. Sorry. I didn’t mean for that to be said. It kind of just-”

“You’re rambling again, (Y/N),” Jeff’s smile growing wider as he spoke, “You apologize a lot, you ever noticed?” 

Yes.

“Uh, no. Sorry- Oh! Sorry,” you covered your face with your hands, letting out a little groan. You’ve never been this nervous around your boss before, but something about tonight feels off. 

You heard Jeff snicker as he pulled your hands from your face, “As I was saying, (Y/N), you’ve been with me for a while. I’ve watched you grow into an amazing person” His eyes trailed down your body before turning his attention back to you, “I want you to be my assistant,” Jeff says, making you look at him with confusion. But you were already his assistant? Well one of them. 

Your mouth opened to say something, but all the words in your brain dissipated when you Jeff leaned forward, gripping your chair’s arm rests, slowly sliding his hands backwards until his face was mere inches away from yours, “My personal assistant,” Jeff’s gaze flickered to your lips, licking his as he looked back at you.

Your breath caught in your throat. Well this is a turn of events. Is he… No. He’s totally not into me. Your eyes raked down the sight in front of you. Pieces of Jeff’s hair fell in front of his face, his chain slipping out of his shirt.

Jeff took your silence as the answer he needed. The second your eyes found his again, his lips collided with yours with so much force you felt like the chair was going to tip over. 

Maybe he totally is into me...

You were taken back, at first, but when Jeff ran his tongue across your lip, you melted into his touch. Your hands gripped his biceps as he lifted you off the chair. Your legs wrapped around his waist as he turned around, setting you on this desk. He pushed almost everything off the table, including the files you so neatly organized for him.

He pulled away and glanced down, “They’re not that important anyways,” he mumbles against your neck, searching for your sweet spot. You tilt your head to the side, giving him more space to work with. Jeff smiled against your skin when you accidentally let out a small moan. Your hands made their way into his hair, his fingers trailing up your thigh, pushing your dress up with them.

“Jeff,” you managed to breathe out. His lips hum against you, waiting for your answer, “I- We- What if someone walks in,” your voice was shaky as Jeff continued to bite and suck on every inch of your neck, eventually moving down to your chest. 

“Everyone went home,” taking a second to bring his face back to you, his thumb traces your lip, “It’s just you and me, baby,” his voice was barely audible, like he was telling you a secret nobody else could know.

That was all the confirmation you needed before bringing his lips back to yours. Jeff grabbed your hips, pulling you closer to his body. Sitting half way off his desk, he hiked one of your legs up higher giving him better access.

His hand slides in between your thighs, roaming over every bit of skin except where you needed him most. Just like that, his thumb presses down on your clit, causing you to involuntarily buck your hips.

Pulling away from the kiss, your head falls back as Jeff moves your panties to the side, “You’re this wet for me already?” A smirk toying his lips, “I always knew you had the hots for me,” dragging his finger up your folds painfully slow.

“Please, Jeff,” you managed to say without moaning.

“Please what?” His finger circling your clit.

“Please don’t play with me like that.”

As if on queue, his fingers slip inside you, a high pitch moan echoing around the room. His rhythm starts off slow but quickens with every pant you let out.

His fingers curl up, hitting the right spot, “God- Fuck- Jeff- I, oh fuck” And just like that he removes his fingers.

You can’t help but whimper by the sudden loss of contact. “You think I would let you cum that easily?” Jeff’s lips ghosted over yours as he spoke. You drop your legs from his waist and hop off the desk.

“I guess two can play at that game then,” you hand trails down his chest, fidgeting with his belt buckle. You push him back gently, making him fall into the chair you were previously sitting at. Getting his belt and pants button undone, you tug them down with his boxers. Your eyes widen seeing how big Jeff is. You figured he was packing..but not like this.

You tease him the same way he did to you. Your fingers dragging up his thighs. Jeff’s hand wraps around his cock, his thumb running over his tip. “You wanna help me or am I gonna have to help myself?” Jeff growls, starting to pump his hand.

It didn’t take long before you wrapped your lips around his head, swirling your tongue around the tip. You looked up at Jeff, batting your lashes at him. His hand running through his hair, grabbing at the ends. Your cheeks hollow around Jeff’s cock as you bob your head. You removed your mouth, replacing it with your hand instead only for Jeff to grab it, halting your movements.

“You’re gonna have to stop if you want me to last,” Jeff growls through his teeth, not wanting to cum before you do.

In one swift movement, he stands up and bends you over his desk. Jeff bunched your dress up around your waist as he pulled your panties down your legs, tossing them to the side.

The tip of Jeff’s cock slides up between your folds before sliding into you completely. Your body falls onto the desk, overwhelmed with pleasure as Jeff thrusts into you harder each time. As if you didn’t think this feeling could get any better, Jeff lifts one of your legs on the desk and pulls you up to him. His hand wraps around your throat, his lips pressed to your shoulder.

“I- Jeff- I’m close,” you moan out. He removes himself from you to turn you around. Jeff lifts you back onto his desk and without warning, he slams himself back into you. You yelp from the intensity and drop your head against Jeff’s shoulders.

With one hand gripping your hips, he free hand grabs your jaw, bringing your face to his. “Let it go, baby,” Jeff snakes his hand down your stomach to rub your clit.

“Fuck me. Oh! Fuck,” you draw your moans out as your ride out your high only seconds before Jeff does.

“Fuckin’ christ (y/n),” Jeff’s breathing was heavy as he pulls out of you only to drop to his knees. He glides his tongue over your pussy, making you jump from over-sensitivity. “Gotta make sure my girl’s clean,” he says as he stands back up.

“So is this in the job description of being your personal assistant?” You question as you fix your dress. You lean against the desk and watch as Jeff doesn’t bother with buttoning his pants or his belt. God he cannot get any hotter. 

His lips pressed to yours softly before pulling away to smirk at you, “This is the job description.”

[moolovesyou]

i should post what i write for if anyone wants to request soooo....

outer banks (and the cast)

stranger things 

IT

jeff wittek

i dont write smut but i read ;)

[foolcutie]

CHRIS EVANS

pregnancy

twins

JEFF WITTEK

hint hint

flirt

MATTHEW DADDARIO

girls day

weekend get away

MENA MASSOUD

dating mena would include

vacation engagement

SEBASTIAN STAN

announcement pt. 1

announcement pt. 2

premier

TOM HOLLAND

anniversary surprise

back from filming

JJ PARKER

show off

JORDAN BAKER

changes

changes pt. 2

[rafestyles]

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Current Request List

i cannot believe i have made enough to do this but yay !! here it is !! :))

David Dobrik:

dating david | part two

vacation with david

going on the views tour with david

getting married to david

david getting his wisdom teeth out

having a baby with david

dating david during the chicago pop-up shop

dating david during his 23rd birthday

Ilya Feddy:

dating ilya

Natalie Mariduena/David Dobrik:

going on a girls trip with natalie but missing your boyfriend david while you’re gone

being friends with natalie & david

Jeff Wittek:

dating jeff

Heath Hussar:

dating heath

Matt King:

being married to matt

Kian Lawley:

dating kian

Spencer Reid:

dating spencer

[httpteddybear]

Show it↝ J.W

Summary; Someone comes up with the brilliant idea of showing the vs Jeff's... well, you know.

Warnings; swearing, nudity

Authors note; first tumblr fanfic uh oh. Also I used a fake texting app dont @ me, but they had literal android emojis as the only option, sorry kitty girls.

"I have no ideas for the vlog."

David sighed out, leaving you, Carly, Erin, Jeff, Toddy, and Scott to ponder what to film.

"I heard Jeff has a pretty big dick."

You snickered causing the rest of them to laugh along. Jeff smirked at you before the others spoke up.

"Well he is new,"

"Yeah and no one has seen his dick yet."

"Oh baby we're in for a treat."

Zane winked at Jeff before biting his lip. David sat around for a little bit, thinking if he should do the idea or not. After a few minutes, he decided to do it. So he got his camera out, and set everything up.

"What's up guys, so the next part in the vlog is everyone seeing Jeff's penis. And uh, yeah."

He chuckled before calling everyone to the living room.

"Okay, so the boys will go first just incase one of the girls, well, you know."

David chuckled at heaths analysis and agreed.

"Okay. Zane, Heath, Jason, Toddy, and I will go, then the girls can go separately."

David had an elaborate plan. It had been quite a while since something sexual happened in the vlog, so sending in the girls separately was good content. David called taken girl's significant others and told them aswell. David was a maniac but he wasnt one to overstep too much.

All the boys got on their knees in front of Jeff and huddled close together.

"Wow, somethin' about this feels familiar."

Jeff spoke up with a sniker, before getting a shoe thrown at him, courtesy of y/n.

"Dude shut up, Jason I understand, but I doubt Heath has sucked your dick, he's got Zane."

Everyone chuckled before David made all the girls leave the room.

"Okay, on three."

"Three,"

"Two,"

"One."

Jeff's pants pooled around his ankles as all the guys were stunned.

"I knew he had a massive dick."

"Damn baby,"

"Jesus christ."

"Godzilla?!"

That last comment was provided by Jason. Everyone laughed and joked some more as Jeff pulled up his pants.

"Okay, girls come here!"

Kristen, Liza, Corinna, Natalie, and you were the only girls here at the moment, hence why you go in individually, makes for more content.

"Okay Kristen's up first."

Kristen looked uncomfortable, but waved it off with a smile.

"Wait! I just wanna bid our relationship fair well babe!"

Scott screamed at Kristen as she went down the hallway, making her feel a little more confident as she held the camera.

She slipped into the bathroom, both of them feeling awkward.

"Okay, I'm ready."

Jeff let his pants come to his knees, along with his boxers. Kristen saw a small bit and then ran out.

"I AM A LOYAL WOMAN."

She yelled, running to clutch Scott's shirt.

"Okay, next is, uh Liza."

David was a little freaked out about this one, he did still have feelings for her. Well, of course he did. So, this was hard.

"Good luck."

Kristen whispered to Liza, handing her the camera before patting her back.

Liza walked down the hallway as slow as she possibly could, she still felt devoted to David. Approaching the bathroom, she got a little more anxious.

"Hey, uh, I'm ready."

Jeff slowly pulled down his pants again, letting them pool on the floor this time. He then slowly pulled his boxers to his knees.

"Oh my God, ew!"

Liza quickly left the bathroom before shoving the camera at David and plopping on the couch, looking traumatized.

David was relieved. That was a good reaction and she didnt have interest in Jeff. It was a win/win.

Now it was Corinnas turn. Everyone joked around about how she and Jeff were gonna fuck, and it was funny to everyone. Well everyone, except you.

"Turn the camera off before you fuck!"

"Get it baby."

"Use a condom!"

She went into the bathroom and spoke. "Okay let's get this over with."

Jeff pulled out his dick yet again and watched as corrina basically eye fucked him. She walked out with the same look, but exaggerated it by smudging her lipstick and hair.

"He is big" she smiled as Todd had a mini freak out before she told him it was a joke.

"Natalie!"

Natalie looked uncomfortable as well, she had a girlfriend. But David knew that the chance of her having any sexual reaction was slim.

Natalie entered the room with a blank face, as Jeff awkwardly smiled and shifted.

"Okay, take 'em off big boy"

Natalie joked, watching as Jeff swiftly pulled down his pants, again.

"Huh." She hummed, walking out.

"That's it? Natalie! You were the one that was supposed to screw him." David scolded.

In reality, he planned for Jeff and y/n to get it on. Everyone saw how they flirted. Weather they were touching one another, or sensually speaking.

"Okay, y/ns turn!"

You walked to the bathroom, feeling mediocre. You were so nonchalant it almost was suspicious. Well, it was. You see, you and Jeff had a thing a while back. When he first joined you two fucked like rabbits.

"Why does thin setting feel familiar?" You said, paraphrasing what he had said earlier.

"Get you pretty ass in here." Jeff said, pulling you by your belt loop. You were already turned on, and him being assertive piled on to it.

"So let's see it then." You said, starting the camera.

He pulled his pants down and you did a very calm face for the camera before walking out.

"How was it?" David winked at you.

"Eh, pretty average."

-

It's been about three hours since the thing with you and Jeff. He seems to be fine. You, on the other hand, are so horny you can barely walk. Seeing him like that, did something to you, so you grab your phone, and start texting him.

-

-

You walk into the bathroom as you hear Zane and David snicker over something.

"I didnt find you very funny princess."

You get no chance to reply as Jeff pushes you against the wall. You knew not to play games, but a little tease never hurt.

"Oh, you're in for a long night."

[blindfoldedsurprises]

What if

For Anon ... this is going to be more of a blurb, sorry!!

Just 2 days ago,  I revealed I had a crush on Jeff through some stupid drinking game David had planned out and now we are on a date at none other than Olive Garden. This has been so quick that it really didn’t give me much time to figure everything out. Stuff like where I wanted this to go, if I wanted it to go anywhere at all, or if I even truly liked him or if it was all just superficial. 

Nonetheless I got my shit together and went. What’s the worst that could happen right? As long as I don’t fuck him over, we’re good.

Jeff paid the bill for our meal, grabbed my hand, and led me out of the restaurant and to his car. He opened the door for me and drove us to a scenic lookout in the Hills where you can see the bustling city down below.

He got out of the car and we leaned up against the hood of the car, standing in silence for a long time.

I decided to test the waters a little, grabbed his hand, scooted a bit closer, and put his arm around me.

He seemed perfectly fine with what I did. He glanced down and smiled slightly, but quickly turned back to watch the city and sky.

“What would you do if I kissed you right now?”

“I’d probably pull you in front of me and hold you by the waist,” he said turning his head to look at me.

I’m biting my lip. I didn’t know he’d be cool with it so soon. Kinda sorta freaking out a little bit. It’s just a kiss though. Don’t be a pussy.

“Stop staring at me,” I started, getting very embarrassed, “you’re making me nervous...” I trailed off.

With that he laughed a little and rolled his eyes, grabbed me by the waist and pulled me in front of him, tilted my head up a little, and kissed me.

“Happy?”

I shook my head and lowered it to look at the ground, still a little embarrassed.

“Hey let’s get out of here okay y/n?” I looked back up at him and smiled lightly, getting into the passengers seat.

[dolansmith]

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[blissfulsun]

I said fuck havin’ a chill night to myself and finally cooked this up for u guys. First excerpt from the TWENTY88 series & its mature so enjoy at your discretion✨

word count: 1,829

Déjà Vu • Jeff Wittek

He’s at another party, LA skyline so pretty dusted in pink from the roof top view that Jeff almost forgets why he’s stepped away from the fun.

You’re on his mind.

All he can hear in the music is your ringing laughter, body dancing in the crowd, on the tables, on him is the only vision clear behind his blurry eyes.

He’s fucked, truly. How is your name still the only one he can remember when his own is slurred in his mouth?

You’re in bed on the other side of town, Friday night spent under the bed sheets hiding from the real world but your phone still clutched in your hands.

The right side of the bed used to be warm with his presence, limbs tangled with no care for the messages blowing up your notifications begging to come out.

Jeff would always come through like that, only pick up the phone on the first ring when it’s your name lighting up his screen.

Fuck you into the mattress and then braid your hair before bed, TV replaying old episodes of a show you don’t care about, not when the other is laid bare right under your hands.

You almost call, thumb hovering over the number that’s been blocked for months before now. 

The doorbell ringing is a good enough distraction for now.

You can’t help but wonder if it’s a sign, a three note sound that echoes in your brain as a warning while your bare feet skip down the stairs and to the front door.

It feels like the universe is mocking you when it opens to Jeff’s looming figure on the other side. 

‘Can I help you?’ There’s no smile gracing your pretty mouth, arms folded over your chest as you lean against the door and silently block his way inside.

A couple minutes ago he was all you could think about, withdrawal a delicious kind of torture that almost had you calling him over, pride and mind aside. 

There’s no relief in the way you look each other in the eye.

Jeff leans closer, figurative first step in the way his breath stutters in his chest at the sight of you with nothing but a t-shirt and panties illuminated by the hallway lights. 

‘Missed me doll?’ He’s almost inside, one foot through the door and you can’t decide whether you want him to stop or keep going.

It’s eerily reminiscent of every argument you’ve ever had, each fall out that only resulted in him showing up at your door in the middle of the night just like this.

Except it’s been nearly six months since Jeff has called you his, since you slammed the door behind you, bags in tow and a ‘I never want to see you again’ said as goodbye. 

Your mind is conflicted, always has been when he’s both the person who’s causes you pain and then wipes your eyes dry.

Don’t let him inside, your mind screams, flashbacks of how he’s walked around all fine, like the two of you were nothing, a thing of the past.

Jeff finds his way inside, always does, through the tiniest crack in your armour that’s been your body missing his touch tonight, the ghost of a smirk is already there, lifting his mouth before your fingers wrap around the collar of his leather jacket and pull him down to meet your lips. 

He tastes almost the same, cigarettes and honey that wraps around your tongue as you moan in his mouth.

‘Missed you’ Jeff mumbles, hands grabbing at you anywhere he can, body pushing you against the door as it closes with a slam.

The whine that leaves your lips when he pulls away makes him smirk for half a second, hooded eyes staring down at the pretty picture: you’re crushed between the wood and his hardened body, pink lips wet with his saliva, every breath stuttered.

Jeff looks you in the eye as he guides his hands under the t-shirt you wore to bed, it’s not his and the thought of you no longer finding comfort in wearing his clothes at night almost drives him as wild as your hands pulling your panties down simutaneously with his lifting the material over your head. 

‘Fuck...’ You look far too smug, lips lifting in half a smirk at the way Jeff’s eyes fall to your chest and down to your glistening core before he’s on you again.

The kiss makes your knees tremble, his revenge executed as he sucks on your tongue. 

‘You want it against the wall or upstairs baby?’ Jeff pulls away long enough to ask, taking his chance to nip at your earlobe as he awaits your answer.

You’re intoxicating every one of his senses, mouth sweet with the taste of your skin, replacing any last drop of liquor left inside his mind. 

Your only answer is wrapping your thighs around his middle, hands clutching at the ends of his hair while Jeff laughs before twirling the two of you around to make his way up the stairs.

You don’t give yourself time to notice just how much longer his hair has gotten, lips wrapping around the skin of his throat, kisses littered in purples that force him to grip your ass in warning. 

The room is different, walls repainted and frames missing from their rightful place. Jeff pauses in his rediscovery of the place when your fingers rip the leather jacket from his body.

The touch is igniting, warmth spreading within his chest as you remove every last article of clothing from his body.

He convinces himself it’s the way your fingers rake down the expanse of his exposed torso that sets his heart racing rather that the familiarity of having your frame so painstakingly close again. 

He shakes his head as if to get rid of the thought. ‘M gonna devour you’ the promise is almost growled as you fall against the satin sheets of your king sized bed as Jeff follows, crawling on top of you. 

‘Shut the fuck up’ you can’t help but beg while pulling him back to meet your mouth. It’s messy, teeth clashing as you take your last chance to battle for even a slither of control.

One of you moans, a broken cry swallowed up by your mouths before Jeff pulls away to watch you writhe under him at the slightest touch. 

‘Missed you angel, so fuckin’ bad’ he repeats.

You roll your eyes, almost ask him to be quiet again when the words die on your tongue as his fingers slip to your warm core and massage around your clit. 

‘That’s my girl’ your body arches off the bed, broken cries his favourite melody.

It makes Jeff slid down until he’s face to face with his favourite sight, you’re glistening, the smell heady and so intoxicating it makes him nuzzle you without warning. 

He pulls away far enough to add, ‘missed this pussy’ before licking up your folds, tongue lapping as you buck your hips for more.

The slurping sounds of his mouth greedily encompassing around your clit is pornographic, bouncing off the bare walls, cold fingers gripping your thighs to keep them open for him. 

The sight of you almost makes him cum without reciprocated touch: brows furrowed and lips formed into an ‘o’ that sends Jeff’s mind reeling with memories of those same pretty lips wrapped around his dick in the past.

You taste even better that he remembered, mind drifting and mouth salevating at the haunting recollections late at night: sweetness he’s been deprived of for months. 

‘What the fu-’ you protest at the absence of his mouth before he moves to hover of you.

‘Sorry doll, ‘m gonna lick you clean later - need to be inside you right now before I bust’ he confesses.

There’s no fumbling for his wallet, no scooting up to the chest of draws by your bedside or sound of wrapper tearing as you stretch your legs wide open to welcome him inside.

Jeff groans at the feeling, velvety and tight in the way you wrap around him like a vice.

He’s the only one you’ve ever let have you like this: raw and animalistic in spite of the comfort of having him this close that echoes in your mind. 

The thoughts silenced by the feeling of his hips slotting against your own as he bottoms out.

 ‘Please’ Jeff smiles, ‘please what doll?’ in any other instance you’d smack your lips and roll your eyes at the boyish pride that dances behind his darkened eyes.

This time, you concede. ‘Please fuck me, hard’ 

Jeff pauses, long enough to take a mental snapshot of the way you feel under his hands, soft and pliant to the touch.

He knows how much you want it, his own mind flooded with a wanton reminder of what used to be, what he had every night.

The way to keep that at bay presents itself in the bone shattering thrusts he sets with an unrelenting pace. 

You take it all as his fingers dig into your sides, one hand travelling to pull at your hair so harsh it leaves a burning sensation on your scalp.

It’s enough to have you toeing the line between pain and pleasure within minutes, moans pretty as they leave your mouth every time he slams his tip against your g spot. 

Jeff grabs your face, hold forceful in a silent reminder to open your eyes and let him watch you come undone. 

‘Come on doll, be a good girl and come for daddy’ he kisses you again, still tasting faintly of tequila he knows you fucking hate. 

‘On my cock, c’mon you can do it’ you open your mouth to say something that gets lost in between the onslaught of curses and high pitched moans of his name as you finally cum.

Jeff follows, on the brink of something so spectacular in how you tighten around his length and pull him in with each thrust, his eyes watching your own close before he shoots his load and paints your walls in milky white. 

The weight of his body crushing your own once he falls atop you in the aftermath is too comforting to allow any protests past your sore throat, at least for now.

It’s deja vu, how you fall asleep wrapped up so tightly in each other once he finally pulls out only to pull you back atop his chest and against the pillows as you each drift off to avoid the conversation that should follow.

Jeff wants to ask you if you’ve missed him half as much as he’s longed for you since July, instead, he kisses the top of your head as your gentle snores lull him to sleep.

You almost blink the exhaustion away for long enough to tell him to either leave or stay forever, but the darkness envelopes you before either course altering demand leaves your mouth.