#thejesterspeaks

[jesterscourt-e]

Do You Have to Let it Linger? FINAL

A/N: it feels strange to write this, I just went through the most painful breakup and move of my life but I need to write this to feel some semblance that it will be ok. Maybe not today, maybe not this year but. It will. This is the finale of Linger. There will be more. Eventually. Thank you for everything.

CW: angst, yearning, crying, SMUT 18+ MDNI!!!!!

You step aside to let him in and shut the door behind you. standing by the door staring at him as he walks in and sets his duffel down. Your shock frozen to your face as he looks at you.

“What are you doing here?” You ask again more sternly this time.

He doesn’t respond as he closes the distance between you now and hugs you. Your breath catches in your throat. You can’t help as tears start to well up in your eyes. He holds you tightly as you stand stiffly. The longer he holds you the harder it is to resist his embrace. His strong arms are warm and comforting.

“I’m sorry,” he says quietly and steps back to look at you. “At first I thought you were right and space was what we needed, but after a day or two I realized I was a complete dick- I realized I didn’t respond the way I should have, because I was terrified. Truth be told, I'm not a warm, fuzzy guy, I’m not good with serious situations or relationships.” He pauses and looks away.“I didn’t know how to…” he starts speaking but stops. “I was too scared to tell you how you make me feel. I want to be everything you deserve and I want to be what you need. So I let the distance happen because I was scared I may not be ready. But the distance felt worse than just telling you. The truth is having you near makes me a better person, you’ve shown me how to be soft and how to feel. I didn’t know how to tell you everything I want to say and figured I’d rather just show you.” He finished sheepishly. He stood for a second before he cupped your face with his hands and softly kissed your lips. “I don’t want you to get over your ‘stupid crush’”

Your head was spinning the way it did the night you spent together. Your whole body felt like it was vibrating with energy. You looked at his face searching for an ounce of jest or indications of a prank. There was no such tell. You suddenly realized the words he was saying and what they meant. He had been mad because he likes you. His brow furrowed into a worried line, his eyes were welling with the hint of tears. You couldn’t help but grab the back of his head and bring him closer to you to kiss him. His worried expression faded as you two held each other. Your tears stinging your eyes and planting on his cheeks as you kiss.

“I’m sorry I didn’t say anything sooner,” he whispers into your neck. His words make you cry harder. He pulls away to look at you again. He lets a tear fall down his own cheek as he pulls you back in and wraps you in his arms repeatedly apologizing. You feel limp in his arms as he moves you both to the couch and sits you down in between his legs so he can hold you.

“I thought you hated me,” you choke out. Your sobs are interrupting your words as you speak. You feel like you can’t breathe with how hard you’re crying. Schlatt’s hand on your back, the other on the back of your head holding you tightly. You could hear his heart racing along with yours. As you listen to his heart rate slow with time it helps you regulate yours. He doesn’t let go in the slightest just breathing under you.

“I don’t hate you, I could never hate you,” he says quietly and deeply. You could hear his voice rumble in his chest as he spoke. “I love you, toots. I have for years.” At those words you sit up and look at him. His eyes are red, his cheeks rosy. You reach your hand to touch his face and slowly inspect every bit of it. You let your fingertips feel every bit of his face trying to memorize it. You feel his facial hair, nose, and lips while he watches you nervously.

“Can you say that again?”

“I have for years?”

“No, idiot.”

“I love you?” As he says it quizzically you stare at his lips. The way he says it burns in your core.

“Again?” You plead.

“I love you,” this time he kisses you after he says it.

“Again.”

“I. Love. You.” He kisses you in between each word. The way his voice sounds is like a melody, his New York accent, the tone of his voice, the way his lips move. You feel a shiver go through your body as he kisses you. This time his hands explore you. He sheepishly places his hands on your hips and moves them to your back to move your body closer to him. He moves his mouth to your neck and keeps whispering ‘I love yous’ into your skin. He moves his hands more confidently to your ass to help you straddle him on the couch.

His lips move over your skin slowly following his hands. You close your eyes and let the feeling wash over you.

“I love you, too,” you whisper out. You feel his lips curl into a smile on your skin as he continues placing gentle kisses on your neck. He pulls away to look you in the eyes and places a kiss on your lips.

“I want you,” you say to him in a hum.

“Really? How?” He whispers.

“Every way possible.”

“Sounds like a good deal to me,” he says, smiling widely and chuckling. You slam your mouth against his again and feverishly kiss him. You begin to pick up the pace letting your mouths fully explore each others. His hands can’t sit still as he feels your body all over. Everything you had mourned since you fought melted away and was replaced with pure elation. He was here. And he was yours. And he wanted you. You feel like you can’t contain yourself anymore and pull him closer. It felt like it wasn’t enough, like you could never be close enough. Like the material atoms of your body were keeping you from getting closer to him. You meant it when you said every way possible. You could feel heat rising in you as you feverishly devoured each other.

He held you just as tight as you straddle him. His mouth and tongue moving from yours to your neck, his hand holding the back of it to bring you close. He hungrily licks and bites your neck as he kisses you down to your chest and brings his hands to your front. He pulls away to look at you as he slides his hands under your shirt to your tits. You aren’t wearing a bra because you had planned to have a chill night to yourself. He easily cups and holds your tits as he connects his mouth to yours again letting his tongue dance with yours. You let out a moan as he touches you, his hands so soft and warm. His grasp envelops your body with desire.

He sighs as you moan on his mouth while his hands gently caress you. You can’t help but shiver and shutter and he chuckles at the feeling. He smiles at you as he continues to massage and caress you. His hands envelop your skin and make you feel blissful. You can’t help but grind yourself on him as he kisses and holds you that elicits a moan from him. His moan stirs something deep in your core.

“Fuck.” He practically growls on your neck.

You grip the back of his scalp as you grind yourself on him at his cursing which makes him hold you tighter. Suddenly he yanks your sweater off your shoulders and shortly after he’s pulling your tank top over your head for you. He pauses at the newly exposed skin drinking in your body for his own viewing pleasure. He quickly places his mouth on your freshly exposed tits. As he does you throw your head back and sigh. His mouth is magical. Who knew it was good for anything other than his constant talking and complaining? But fuck was it good. You continue to grind on him as you feel him growing in his pants under you. He bucks up at your core as he leaves marks on your chest. This time you let out a loud moan that makes him stop in his tracks.

He suddenly stands with you wrapped around his waist and moves you two to your bedroom without hesitation. He gently places you on the edge of the bed and looks you in the eyes.

“Is this ok?”

“Oh absolutely.”

“Can I taste you, doll?”

You can’t even speak at that request. You just nod your head and move to take off your sweatpants. He stops you and replaces your hands with his and slowly removes them as you lift your hips for him. He kneels at the end of the bed between your legs where you sit. He softly places his hands on your hips and touches your thighs smiling to himself as he moves. He gently hooks his fingers under your underwear and pulls them off you. His speed is glacial, making you antsy under his gaze. He comes up to meet your mouth again before he begins to leave kisses down your body. He teases you painfully before finally connecting his mouth with your pussy. As he does you can’t help but shutter again. He licks and sucks at your clit and wet pussy already sensitive from him eliciting noises you had no clue you could make. It felt dizzying to have him where you had imagined him before late at night. It was completely different than you had expected in the best way. As he devours you you can feel yourself losing any remaining composure you had left by the second. Panting and moaning you feel him moan at your sounds that send vibrations through your pussy. He comes up for breath and places his thumb on your clit while smirking up at you, his mustache soaked. Fuck he’s gorgeous like this, drunk on your arousal. He slowly places a thick finger at your opening and places his mouth back as he pumps it into you, slowly. The sensations becoming too much you buck up to his face as he adds a second finger and lightly nibbles you. Without warning you cum, unable to give warning. Shaking and cursing as you cum on his face gripping his hair and the sheets of the bed. He moans as you tug on his hair and smother his face. His other hand palming his erection in his pants. As you come down from the high he continues to lick until you tug his hair and pull his head away from your cunt. He reluctantly pulls away panting and grinning like a fucking moron.

“Yes?” He says cheekily.

“Schlatt, come fuck me.”

With that he needs no other invitation, he strips his pants off along with his trousers and climbs onto the bed. You scoot yourself back towards your pillows smirking as you evade him, making him chase you. He stops you by your ankle and grabs the other one and pulls you towards him. Your smirk and giggle fade replaced by primal hunger again. He covers your body with his and kisses your lips again. You can’t help but steal a look at his figure, you glance at his hard member then back at his face. His cheeky slyness is gone, replaced by mind numbing primal arousal. You wrap your legs around him as he guides himself to your entrance. He pauses, “condom? Birth control?”

“Implant, we’re good, unless you want to use a condom.”

“Lady’s choice.”

“I want to feel you.”

That’s all he needs to kiss you and slide himself into you. He goes slowly at first moaning with you as he bottoms out. He doesn’t take long to adjust before he puts your ankles on his shoulders and begins slamming into you with no mercy. His pace is as dizzying as how he hits your every sensitive angle. You can’t help but pant and whine as he hugs your legs to his chest to pull you closer to him. You can feel your second climax quickly approaching, giving him warning this time you practically scream it. He continues at his pace, “cum for me baby.” No other order necessary you clutch the sheets as you shake.

As you come down this time he slows his pace slightly to let your shaking legs off his shoulders to connect his lips with your neck again.

“Flip over.” He orders pulling away.

You begin to move to flip but he grabs you and flips you himself, he positions you with your ass in the air and puts a pillow under your stomach. You’re taken aback at how easily he flips and maneuvers you where he wants you. It only makes your arousal that much greater. He grabs your ass as he lines himself up and quickly slams himself back into you. As he does you let out an involuntary scream. He leans down and kisses your shoulder. He pulls back and picks his pace back up. You can already tell at this angle you won’t last long again. He grasps your hips and ass as he moves. You bury your face in the pillow, but he grabs your hair and pulls your face up and kisses your neck and nips at your earlobe. “Uh uh. I want to hear you, toots. Scream for me.”

This makes you lose all control. Whatever control you had. The noises you make are embarrassing , your throat dry from the panting. He lands a hard smack on your ass that makes you clench and throws you over the edge. As you cum he leans and grips your throat to meet your mouth while he continues to pound you through your climax. You can feel his movements become sloppy and his moans louder as you swap spit.

“Fuck, y/n, baby. You’re so tight you feel incredible.” He moans loudly in your ear as you continue to cum around him. “Fuck baby you’re gonna make me cum.”

“Please- please cum for me. I need it.” You stutter out.

“Where?” He asks.

“F-fuck, fill me.” You beg.

Your words drive his orgasm. He fucks you full. You shutter as you feel him shoot his load inside you. Your last orgasm from this feeling leaves you completely drained.

As he comes down he slowly peels himself away from you to plop down next to you. You look at him through heavy eyes and smile. He looks angelic like this. Sweaty and pink. His perfect teeth shine as he smiles at you. You remain lying in the same position as you admire him in this way. He does the same.

“Worth the wait.” He sighs.

“Very.”

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The end.

[poxienova]

Ugh I have to go see my therapist soon but that means getting out of bed and getting dressed.

I am not ready for this yet.

[jesterscourt-e]

Hiiiii I’m still alive (unfortunate) but I am working on the FINAL PART of linger. It will be out this weekend I think 🫶🏻thanks bye

[jesterscourt-e]

My genuine god honest reaction to all this attention my first fic has been getting

Thank you all so fucking much for your love. I will be writing more and about more people. If anyone has any suggestions, commissions, questions, comments please feel free to visit my inbox! I love you all and I’ll kiss you