Request: I was wondering if you could do a smut on Jeff Atkins about y/n coming to his house while his parents are away and we want to “Study” but things go another certain way
WARNINGS: Fluff, smut, cursing
“I’m heading out now mom!” I scream as I head for the door.
“Okay hun, text me when you get to his house, love you!”
I say a quick love you too as I lock the door and jog to my car. I’m happy cause I’m staying the night at my boyfriend Jeff’s house. His first game can be next Friday if he passes his upcoming test so I promised him I will help him study before we binge watch cringy romance movies. As I pulled into his car, I noticed his parents car isn’t there. I forgot they went away on a business trip for the weekend. I knock on the door and as soon as it opens I’m welcomed by his lips.
“Hey beautiful” he smiles.
“Hello hunnybun” I joke as I walk into his living room.
“Oh gosh, let me stick to the cute names” he laughs as he jumps on the couch.
“Whatever you say boo bear” I smile as I sit down and put my legs on his lap.
“You don’t have to tell me everything babe” he laughs
“Yeah yeah when do you want to start studying?”
“Uh how about you go upstairs change into your pjs while I get us some food then we can start.”
I nod my head and take my bag to his room. He has such a modest, but boyish room. I change into my clothes, purposely bringing the tight shorts and tank top Jeff loves so much. I throw my hair in a messy ponytail and get our books out.
“So I brought some classic chips and popco-”
He stopped and made no effort to hide the fact that he was staring right at my ass. That made me blush as I tried to pull down the already revealing shorts.
“And y-you expect us to study with you wearing that?”
“Wearing what?” I ask innocently as I turn away from him to put the rest of the books on the bed. I then felt his breath behind me as he grabbed my waist and pulled my back towards him.
“This” He said and started kissing my neck and went from my waist to my breast, knowing I don’t wear a bra to bed. A light moan escaped my mouth as I put my hands over his. I felt him smirk on my neck and I almost forgot what we were suppose to do.
“Babe babe babe” I squirm from his grip as I turn to face him and peck his lip.
“I love you, but we really need to study so I can cheer you on at Friday’s game”
he sighed, but he knew I was right. “Fine fine, but your missing out” he jokes as he slaps my butt.
“Which president wrote the Declaration of Independence then?”
“Um.. Abraham Jefferson?”
“Yeah, no this studying is over, I hope your going to enjoy watching the game on the bleachers with me.” I start closing our books and Jeff grabbed my hands.
“I’m sorry babe, I just can’t stop looking at you that’s all, it’s easy for Jensen to tutor me because he isn’t my hot girlfriend.”
“Shall I dress up like Clay then?”
“No no no” he laughs.
“Then what do you want to do?”
he bits his lip and looks at me up and down as he climbs on top of me. he leans down to my ear and kisses it, “you” he whispers.
I can’t help but moan at how sexy that sounded and push him down onto the bed. I attack his mouth, not that he had a problem. He grab my thighs and squeeze them. I wrap my arms around his neck to deepen the kiss. his hands travel to my butt as his slides his hands inside my shorts. I rub against his pants and start to feel his bulge coming on. He starts groaning and I smile against his lips. He stops kissing only to remove our shirts and turn me over. He starts to slowly kiss my neck, knowing I hate it.
“Jeff stop teasing” I wine.
“Sorry baby” he smirks.
He started to harshly suck on my sweet spot and I moan into his neck. He then goes to one of my breast and starts sucking on my nipple while massaging the other and then switching. I squirm under him, grabbing his brown hair just wanting to feel him already.
“Babe, I want you already” I wine
“In just a second” he smiles as his kisses travel to my thighs. he pulls my shorts down painfully slow, making me a groaning mess. he laughs at my reaction and comes back up to kiss me. I feel vulnerable being completely naked under him so I tug on his sweats so he gets the idea which he does. He pulls them down and went back to sweetly kissing me. I then feel his hands go in between my legs and I suck in my breathe. He circles his fingers around my clit and I try hard not to moan.
“Oh my go- Jeff!”
he bits his lip as he watches me come undone under him. I buckle my hips into his fingers and just need to feel him.
“Jeff please..” I whimper with my eyes a shut.
He doesn’t make me ask again as he grabs one of his condoms from inside his nightstand and slide it on. I can’t help but stare at his huge member and grab it in my hand, knowing he likes me to put it towards my entrance. He groans from my touch and kisses me passionately. He positions himself and stops kissing to look at me.
“Are you ready babe?”
I smile at him for always asking before he did anything. I nod my head and he slowly pushes himself into me. I moan and grab his arm as he stretches me. When he’s all the way in, he stops so I can adjust to him. He starts to slowly thrust into me and I wrap my arms around his neck.
“Fu-Jeff- my god” I moan. He takes my moans as his que to go faster. He takes my legs and wraps them around his waist as he starts quickly thrusting to me. I start to lose air from his speed. I dig my nails to his back and come close to almost screaming.
“Jeeeeeff! Fuck! my gosh!!” He puts one off my legs on his shoulder to deepen himself and goes faster. I moan with every pound he gives me. He’s a groaning mess as he whispers curse words with sweat coming down his forehead. His grip on my waist tightens as his thrust become more sloppy.
“Babe I-I’m about to-”
I moan over his words as his thrust still didn’t slow down, but only got faster. I felt my stomach tighten as now both of my legs are over Jeff’s shoulders, feeling all of him.
“Je- I c-can’t” before I can finish I came undone under him.
“Fuck y/n” his thrusts got sloppier as he rode out his high, putting my legs down and kissing my forehead. he slid out of me and collapsed onto the bed next to me. Both of us breathing hard, he turned over so that he was facing towards me and wrapped his arms around my bare torso. He started tracing small circles on my side and pecked my lips.
“If this is whats gonna happen every time we study, I don’t mind sitting on the bleachers” he lazily smiles.
“Well I’m not, your playing next game so text Clay”
Here’s an idea! Can you do one where y/n is playing a little hard to get, she’s Hannah friend and she’s pushing Hannah to confess to clay! Jeff tries to sit next to her and she doesn’t react (inside she’s dying) and like he tries to get a reaction out of her! And one time he talks to her and walks her backwards to the locker and make sure he gets a date or something like that! A lot of funny, flirty moments
“Come on, do it for me,” you said to your friend, Hannah Baker. You two were eating together at the cafeteria. Hannah laughed.
“Y/N… Shut up. I’m not going to ask him out” she said.
“Why not?” you asked “He’s a good guy and he’s obviously into you"
“He’s not into me” you rolled your eyes, “Fine. If he’s so into me why hasn’t he asked me out?”
“Because he’s shy!” you screamed then lowered your voice “You should ask him out”
“Yeah, Hannah, you should.” You recognized that voice in an instant. Jeff Atkins sat down next to you and you were trying to hide a smile. Hannah let out a loud laugh.
“C’mon, Hannah” you ignored the guy next to you. “Do it for me.“
“I’d do anything for you,” Jeff said. You couldn’t help but smile when looking at him. He gave you one of his infamous I’m-really-hot-and-I-know-it smiles.
“Oh, yeah?” you asked, raising an eyebrow, “What exactly would you do for me, Atkins?”
“I’ll get Hannah to ask Clay out” you laughed and looked at Hannah, who held a terrified expression.
“How did you know we were talking about Clay?” Hannah asked, biting her lips. Jeff winked at her.
“Actually, I didn’t know. Lucky guess.” you two started to laugh while Hannah rolled her eyes.
“You two are idiots.” she scoffed, “You know what, Jeff? Maybe you should ask Y/N out” she said.
You were gonna kill that little asshole. He smiled at her.
“Well, it may surprise you to know, that I ask her out almost every day, yet she always turns me down” he looked at you then, “Right?”
“Fuck you, Atkins” you laughed.
“When and where princess?” Hannah started to laugh hysterically. How could he say things like that so casually and look so comfortable when saying it? Whereas your face resembled a ripe tomato.
“Only in your dreams, Atkins,” you said.
“Every night, Y/L/N” he winked at you.
“Oh my god, Jeff” Hannah giggled and honestly, you were doing a poor job trying to hide your own laugh.
“I have to go,” you said, gathering your things and walking out to the halls.
“You coming, Hannah?”
“No, sorry I can’t. I have to finish this essay for History.”
“Fine. See you in Geometry.” You looked at Jeff, “Are you coming or do you have homework too?” “
Hell, no.” he scoffed “Bye Hannah.” He waved goodbye and then fell into step beside you. His cologne was intoxicating and you were sure it was going to be the death of you.
“So,” he started “do you think Hannah’s gonna ask Clay out or not?”
“I don’t know,” you said “But she has the biggest crush on him. She should do it”
“You should ask me out too” You rolled your eyes with a smile on your face. Jeff leaned on your locker, smiling.
“Yeah? And why would I do that?”
“Simply because you have a huge crush on me.” you laughed. He was so fucking right.
“Keep dreaming, Atkins”
“About you? All the time, babe” Your breath hitched a little. God, that boy was going to be the end of you.
“Ok so, since you’re so madly in love with me, you should ask me out again, maybe this time you’ll get lucky and I’ll say yes” The reason you had always refused to go on a date with Jeff was because this whole time you believed he was joking. A guy like Jeff Atkins would never go out with a girl like you…right? When you challenged him, Jeff’s eyes sparkled. He saw a chance and he took it.
“Well then, Y/N Y/L/N, would you like to go on a date with me?”
“Maybe. Yeah” you said, flirting “But we’re definitely not going to Rosie’s, there’s pink everywhere. It’s kinda sickening if I’m honest” you shuddered.
“Of course. Monet’s?”
“I’ll waiting for you here at the end of the day,” he said, starting to walk to his class, “Don’t be late, some would kill for an opportunity like this.”
“I’ll be here at the end of the day, Atkins,” you said, laughing.
As he walked, Jeff screamed “I did it!” as he fist pumped the air in the middle of the hallway which made you giggle.
Yeah, he did.
Thank you to lifeislikeatimebomb for helping me with the grammar and stuff!!!
What are you about to read: A very small piece where Y/N really adores Harry’s pink suit from Today Show
Requests closed bc finals!
“Y/N?” She turned her head immediately and looked at the man who was calling her name.
Y/N wasn’t expecting someone to come look for her since she let them -including Harry- know that she was going to the bathroom.
She even spent twenty minutes trying to find the stalls in front of the luxurious building that the Today Show was taking place.
She put off the cigarette quickly and wished that he wouldn’t question her.
“Oh, Jeff. You scared me,”
Jeff gave her a small smile and took a step towards her, now making it easy for Y/N to smell his expensive perfume.
“Sorry about that, Harry’s live in ten. He kept asking for you so I thought I’d look for you.” He spoke softly, breaking their eye contact for a moment to glance at the fag on the floor.
“Yeah, sorry. Was just getting some air.”
“He won’t be too happy you know, about the smoking.” Jeff started again, now they were headed to the room where Harry was waiting, along with other people.
It wasn’t her fault that she was addicted to smoking.
It wasn’t her fault that she kept craving a cigarette when someone smoked near her.
She started smoking at seventeen, stopped for only a year while she was with Harry but she couldn’t stop smoking once or twice, here and there when she got too anxious or nervous.
When they arrived to the large room where Harry’s clothes were spread, Y/N'e eye caught a certain tall guy, a bottle of water on his hand, making a conversation with an old man.
When Jeff left to answer his phone, Y/N made her way to Harry, lusting over his pink suit. She was a sucker for Harry in pink -also a sucker for Harry in nothing- and she could help the tingling sensation between her legs while looking at Harry in his pretty suit.
“Are yeh eyeing me love?” Harry whispered, kissing the shell of her ear making her more fidgety.
He knew what he was doing and Y/N was damn sure he didn’t care on bit.
She gave him a smile and wrapped her arms around her waist, careful not to wrinkle the outfit too much.
“You ready to rock this place,” she said, her fingers caressing his waist slowly and looking at his lips while he smiled down at her.
He looked extra handsome today, Y/N thought.
His face was totally glowing, the smile on his cherry-pink lips reaching his emerald eyes and making the dimple -oh God, that dimple- appear gracefully.
He had a stubble.
The thought of his stubble touching, bruising and destroying her thighs making her eyes teary.
A/N: I am overwhelmed that my Jeff imagine has more than 500 notes and I can’t thank you, guys, enough. Expect more Jeff imagines and if you have some requests, my ask box is always open. Please, because I need more Jeff Atkins imagines. HE SURELY DESERVED BETTER!
P.S.: Expect more imagines later as I am feeling productive today.
- G. x
“(Y/N), Jeff is here!” Your brother Alex shouted as he knocked on your bedroom door. You excitedly opened the door as it was your ever first date with a guy. “You look amazing.” He complimented you as he examined your look.
“Thanks, Lex.” You kissed him on his cheek as you felt little more confident with your brother’s compliment.
“Truth.” He smiled as you both went downstairs. He has always been an overprotective brother and it sometimes annoyed you, because he was worse than your parents when it came to you and boys.
“Sweet.” You said as you opened the front door. You saw a nervous Jeff waiting for you outside and you couldn’t help but laugh at him. “Hey Jeff!”
“Hey, (Y/N)! Hey, Alex!” He politely greeted and you flashed him a sweet smile, although you wanted to give him a tight hug for your contentment.
“Atkins, not later that 10 pm. Okay?” Your brother strictly imposed and you saw Jeff gulping as he became more nervous.
“Alex, I am not 12 anymore.” You shot him a death glare and he rolled his eyes.
“Alright, 11 pm and that’s final!” He crossed his arm and the only thing you did was to huff.
“Alex Standall!” You protested.
“It’s perfectly fine, (Y/N). Alex, she’ll be home by 11 pm.” Jeff courteously assured your bigger brother and you just shook your head. His nervousness seemed to fade away.
“Good! Take care of her if you don’t want a baseball bat stuck up in your ass.” Alex sassily warned and you dragged Jeff away from the front yard as you were fed up by your brother’s behaviour. He crossed the line.
“Fuck off, Alex.” You rolled your eyes and he just laughed because he knew that he successfully annoyed you.
“Enjoy!” He winked at you and Jeff and he went inside the house, closing the front door.
“Asshole.” You shouted and Jeff just laughed because he found your relationship with your brother amazing. “Don’t mind him, Jeff.”
“It’s alright.” He smiled at you as you started to walk towards the movie theatre. “He’s perfectly got the point.” He was nervous when he first saw you, but then he felt comfortable, luckily.
“But we have time just until 11 pm.” You fussed. “He’s annoying when he acts like this.”
“He loves you and he wants the best for you, (Y/N).” Jeff explained as he knew how boys are made of. “But don’t worry because I am not failing your brother.” Some of them are jerks and they would just break girls’ hearts, but Jeff wasn’t one of them. He was an angel and a gentleman.
“Oh my God, I can’t believe that you are defending my brother! I am remembering you that you are going out on a date with me and not with that pain in the ass.” You rolled your eyes, but you let out a loud laugh as you heard Jeff laughing.
“Oh, right!” He agreed and you just laughed even more. “But the first rule is court the family first.” He winked at you as he wrapped his arms around your shoulder. In no time, you arrived at the movie theatre and you stood in front of the ticket booth with Jeff.
“What film would you like to watch?” Jeff asked you as he was looking at the movie posters.
“30 ways to die!” You happily exclaimed and he smiled at you. It was a horror film, but you didn’t want to choose the romantic one because you thought that it was so cliché.
“Two tickets for 30 ways to die is it then.” He handed the money to the clerk and he got the two tickets.
“Enjoy!” The clerk exclaimed enthusiastically.
“Thank you.” He thanked politely. It amazes you how educated Jeff is. He was grown well by his parents. He was not one of those asshole jocks at school and you liked him for that.
“Thank you.” You gratefully thanked him.
“Not a biggie!” He caressed your cheek with his thumb and then you proceeded inside the movie theatre. There you saw Clay and Hannah as they were talking of their stuffs while working.
“Oh hey!” Clay greeted the two of you and he did his usual handshake with Jeff. “I bet you are watching Never Say Goodbye tonight.”
“Wrong guess, Jensen!” You winked at him and you noticed Jeff corrugating his forehead. Was he jealous? “Hey Hannah!”
“Hi there!” She flashed you her sweetest smile and you thought that she was really beautiful.
“How much is it?” Jeff asked as he was about to take his billfold out.
“Everything’s on me tonight! Enjoy your date, love birds!” Clay teased the two of you and Jeff just shook his head for his best friend’s attitude.
“See you later!” Hannah winked at me. “Enjoy!”
“Thank you so much.” You both smiled at your friends and went to the screening room. You were just right in time and the film has started.
From the beginning of the film, you already regretted that you chose a horror film. You were so scared and you never shouted like that before. Luckily, there was Jeff who hugged you in every scary scene, even though he risked getting his tympanum broken. But in short, he was hugging you the whole time.
You didn’t mind it at first, but then you loved the feeling of having his arms wrapped around your shoulders, so you went with it.
“Great film, isn’t it?” Jeff winked at you as the lights turned on after the film. “Let’s watch another horror movie?”
“Cut it off, Atkins!” You laughed as you pretended to be annoyed at him. “But thank you.”
“You’re always welcome, (Y/N).” He wrapped his arms around your shoulders and you walked out of the room.
“How was the film?” Clay asked in a teasing tone and you just shook your head.
“Great.” Jeff gave two thumbs up and a wink in response. Hannah and Clay giggled as they surely heard the screams coming from the room, but you shook it off.
“Have a good night, guys.” Clay sweetly said.
“Good night.” You and Jeff said in unison. You noticed Jeff trying not to smile as Clay was silently teasing him.
“Bring her home before her curfew or Alex will hate you forever.” Hannah warned and you all laughed at the thought of the curfew.
“We better get going then.” Jeff seriously said this time and you said your goodbyes to Hannah and Clay.
You started to walk way back home and, fortunately, you still had time before the curfew. Alex was serious about it and you had no guts to violate his rules or you knew that he would be worse than he already was.
“Thank you once again, Jeff.” You said as you reached your block. “I had fun, even if it wasn’t obvious.”
“I had fun too, thank you.” He slightly giggled as he thanked you and you found him cute and sexy.
There was a moment of silence and you both found yourselves leaning in for a good night kiss.
The thought of kissing Jeff’s lips made your heart skip every beat of it. You shared a sweet kiss while he caressed your cheek and you loved it, although it had a popcorn taste, but it soon ended because your nosey brother opened the door and you both had to act normal.
“Exact 11 pm. Great job, Jeff.” Alex smiled sincerely as he hid his phone that served him to see the time. “No more curfew next time.”
“Finally!” You rejoiced because of what your brother had said and he just let out a laugh.
“Idiot.” He playfully insulted you. “Let’s go?”
“Yes, sir!” You nodded as you flashed Jeff a smile once again. “See you on Monday?”
“See you on Monday.” Jeff smiled widely as he thought of the kiss that you had shared. You were still blushing and feeling nervous because of it, but you managed to not get caught by your brother.
“Bye!” You said in unison and you watched him as he walked back home.
“So, how was the kiss?” Alex quickly asked as you entered the house. There he was, being nosey once again.
“Oh my God, Alex!” You covered your face as you felt the burning sensation for one more time. You felt uncomfortable talking of these things with your big brother.
“He better not hurts you or the baseball bat!” He winked at you and you both laughed loudly. You finally understood that he was just protecting you and Jeff was doing the right thing to court your family first before you.
“Thank you, asshole.” You hugged your dorky brother to thank him sincerely.
“No problem.” He hugged you back and gave you a kiss on your forehead while he played with your hair.
You were happy that your first date with Jeff went well and, of course, you were grateful to have Alex as your brother, even though he was so overprotective and vexatious.
blurb of harry teaching you to play guitar??? a smutty one please??? ;)
CAN YOU WRITE something thats about him in the studio and he’s jokingly like “hey babe wanna go sing in the booth” and your like sure haha and then you’re actually really amazing at singing and him and the producer are amazed… my dream blurb lmaoo thankyou susie!!!!! ❤️🎶
Joined these two. Enjoy
Two months in Jamaica sounded like a dream. No one there to bother you, limited phone calls, text messages and emails. It was falling off the grid on a deliciously necessary level. Only it wasn’t for you. Your boyfriend, Harry Styles, had been gone that long recording his first solo CD.
To be honest, you had been slightly hurt when he informed you of the plan. Jamaica sounded amazing and fun and holy shit did you need a vacation. But he needed to be alone. He needed to focus. And you understood that.
You’d had a front row seat to his misgivings and doubts about going solo. Did he have anything to say? Enough to fill up an entire album? Would anyone want to hear it? Dunkirk had been a blessing in disguise because it allowed Harry to go off and do something different for five months. His perspective upon his return had been cleared up entirely.
Filming the movie was fun. He had a good time. He’d do it again.
Request - “Can you a jeff imagine where you’re doing something on your phone, and Jeff is being a baby like wanting your attention…”
A/N: This is adorable of course I want to write it!
You were currently refreshing your emails, waiting to see if the job you applied for had gotten back to you. Intermittently, you would check your various social medias to take your mind off it.
“Y/Nnnnnn…” your boyfriend Jeff whined, dragging out your name.
“I’m a little busy Jeff.” You brushed him off. You heard him sigh and slump into his chair.
About five minutes later, he said your name again, this time with a little more frustration.
“Jeff! Seriously this is important and I need to take my mind off it!”
“Pay attention to me, then.”
You sighed exasperatedly at him, ignoring him once more.
“Fine, if that’s how you wanna play…” he muttered under his breath so that you couldn’t hear it. Just then, you felt a moist sensation on your cheek. Jeff Atkins had decided to fucking lick your face. You gave him the side eye.
“What the fuck are you doing?!” You acted miffed, but really you weren’t. He chuckled and gave another small lick. You had been determined to not be phased by this, but to no avail. So, you moved over to the other sofa in the room.
Refreshing again, you sighed in frustration that it had still not yet arrived.
“Stop thinking about it, Y/N. It’ll come, you just need to distract yourself.” Jeff comforted from the other sofa.
“Not now Jeff…” you brushed him off yet again.
There were a few moments of absolute silence while you sat and stared at your phone.
Then, suddenly, you felt a large weight on top of you. Jeff had jumped on you and was enveloping you in a huge bear hug. You struggled, but there wasn’t really much in it.
“Jeeffff…” you whined lacklusterly. He gripped his arms around you tightly, lifting you slightly so that you were on your back, he then proceeded to lick the lip of your nose and chuckle.
“You. Look. So. Cute. When. You. Pretend. To. Be. Mad.” Each word was interrupted by a peck somewhere on your face. You tried pulling your phone out behind Jeff, but he felt the movement and knocked it out of your hand.
“Uh-uh. You want this distraction, you told me yourself.” He grinned, pecking your cheek. “I love you.” He whispered close to your face, before kissing each eye, then your nose, then your mouth. You couldn’t hold it in anymore - and let out a loud cackle as you squirmed underneath him.
“J-eff!” This time there was no force in your speech as it made itself out through the laughter. “You’ve made my face all wet!”
“I can make other parts of you wet, too.” He winked comically.
“Oh my god Jeff! Shut up!” You were now laughing so hard that your stomach hurt, and its movement was moving Jeff above you. You hit him in the chest lightly before realising your movement was so severe that you were by the edge of the sofa, so you grabbed onto his shoulders. Unsurprisingly, you proceeded to accidentally roll off the sofa, pulling your boyfriend with you.
Now the two of you were on the floor, In fits of laughter, hitting, and kissing, and rolling about with one another.
After calming down a little, you ended up on top of Jeff. Getting your face close to his, you whispered; “I love you, too.”
“You’re not mad at me anymore then?” He played with your hair, smiling.
“I never was, dummy. Only slightly.” You rolled your eyes playfully. “I have to say, you do make a good distraction.”
He pushed his lips together, before blowing through them and making them slap together like a horse, which just ended up with you and him in fits of giggles, once again.
don’t care, it’s not weird, I’m going to sit on you,” Jeff says, shifting all
200 pounds of his body onto Kent’s lap.
“I wish you wouldn’t,” Kent tells him.
“That’s pretty gay,” an Aces teammate says from where he is sitting on the
ground, demolishing his bowl of popcorn that he stole from Kent’s cabinets,
even though Kent had specifically told him to not touch his cabinets. “And I
have a boyfriend.”
“Shut up, I’m so scared, I’m so fucking scared,” Jeff says, burying his face in
Kent’s neck. “Did they make it out of the hallway?”
“I don’t know, why don’t you watch the movie?” Kent says through his teeth as
he shoves Jeff off to the side, which is rather difficult considering that Jeff
is insistent that he turn into a human-sized suction cup for the occasion.
“Seriously, could you let go? I can’t breathe.”
“Why did you pick a scary movie if you’re afraid of them, Jeff?” a rookie asks.
He’s lounging on the carpet, his head using Patrick’s lap as a pillow as he
scrolls down his phone.
“I’m not scared,” Jeff says, then curses as the woman in the TV screen turns a
corner in her hallway and the music grows more ominous. “This is for a team
bonding exercise for the rookies.”
“Which you hosted. At my place,” Kent says flatly. “Without consulting me.”
“You’re the captain,” Jeff says. “It should be at your place.”
I Do Not Own The GIF. All Credit Goes to Owner Wherever He/She Is.
JEFF X READER
Monet’s was everyone’s go-to cafe whether it be in the mornings before school, afternoons after school, or someplace to grab a quick bite to eat for dinner. So, of course, this is where Clay finds you and your boyfriend Jeff grabbing a bite to eat.
“Hey, guys, I’m really sorry to interrupt, but I need a favor.”
Jeff immediately glances up, on edge, and you smile sheepishly at Clay since he had walked up right when you had taken an enormous bite of your sandwich. “What happened? What’s wrong?” Jeff asks and you roll your eyes in good humor at the protectiveness your boyfriend feels over the Jensen boy.
“Uh, nothing..?” Clay frowns. “I just- my phone died. I was looking for Tony, but I can’t find him anywhere. Can I use one of your phones?”
Request - “I was wondering if I could request a Jeff x reader working out together?”
“One more crunch! Yes! That’s my girl.” Jeff smiled at you. He was holding your feet and giving you the stupidest grin.
“Your turn!” You flipped up to your feet and began pushing him toward to pull up bar. He shot you a flashing grin.
“Oh, Y/N. I’m going to annihilate you.” He rolled his shoulders and stretched out his hands a few times. He jumped to reach the bar, winked at you, then started doing pull ups. Trying to hold in the drool and conceal the evident joy in watching him work out, you placed your hand over your mouth.
He grinned at you consistently through his pull ups, and when he started to tire you shouted; “C'MON JEFF!” Which fuelled him to do a few more.
“One last row?” You asked. He flashed you yet another pearly white smile.
“You’re on, Y/N/N.”
The both of you sat on the two rowing machines in the corner.
“How do you still look cute when you’re all red and sweaty?” Jeff laughed.
“Are you kidding? Have you even seen yourself right now, Jeff?” You struggled through rows.
“Well there aren’t any mirrors around.” He joked.
“Well- you look like a fucking model. As per usual.” You breathed in mock anger.
“Shut up. You know you’re gorgeous. And you’re nearly at the goal!” He encouraged. “You can do it, babe.”
“No pain, no gain Jeffrey. You better be hitting that goal with me.”
In not too long at all, you both hit your targets and high-fived each other.
“Good work, Y/N/N.” Jeff said, handing you a bottle of water.
“Same to you Atkins. First to the car gets pampered when we get home?” You challenged.
“Oh hell yes.” Jeff stretched out his arms.
“3…2…1…” you said in unison. “GO!”
You let your legs carry you and regulated your breathing. Sometimes when you ran, it felt like you were flying. Plus, with the added air of competition and willingness to be able to hold something over your boyfriend, you soared to your car, hitting the bonnet with such force your shoulder buckled slightly. But you wouldn’t let Jeff know.
“LOSER!” You shouted as your boyfriend came up beside you, panting.
“Looks like i am.” He placed a hand on your hip and pulled you in towards him. “I think I’m a little out of breath, I might need CPR.” He smiled.
“It looks like you might.” You rested your hands on his chest. “Now, don’t be afraid if I break a few hearts, that’s normal.”
“I thought it was ribs?” His face conveyed confusion.
“It is, dummy, I thought we were talking in metaphors?” You hit him playfully.
“Just kiss me you weirdo.” He chuckled. You snaked your arms around his neck and pulled his lips down to yours, enveloping him in an exhausted, desperate kind of kiss. He pushed you against the car bonnet, lifting you slightly. Smiling against him in the kiss, you tangled your fingers in his hair, wondering how many people in the Gym Car Park were watching you, and not caring one bit.
“Huh.” You sighed, throwing yourself down on yours and Jeff’s king-sized bed.
“You look exhausted. Wanna cash in that winners pamper sesh?” Jeff slumped down next to you. You nodded weakly, then rolled onto your stomach. Jeff started to pull your sticky gym clothes off, with difficulty as you were refusing to move.
Jeff left, but you were too tired to verbally complain. Momentarily, you realised why upon the sensation of cold, wet, liquid on your back, and a subtle scent of olives. Your boyfriend massaged the olive oil into your lower back to begin with, and slowly moved up to your shoulders. His hands rolled over all your aches, smoothing all the knots and calming the soreness.
“I saw this, by the way.” He said in a low voice, giving your hurt shoulder some extra attention. “It’s not really damaged, but you should’ve told me, I was worried.”
You nodded a reply. “Sorry.” You mumbled, too focused on how good Jeff’s hands were making you feel. They were slightly rough from all the baseball he played, but not uncomfortably so - they were just right.
Then, Jeff leaned his head down to your hurt shoulder, and dotted kisses anywhere he could manage. He turned his head so that his mouth was by your ear, and whispered; “all better, my love.”
After a relaxing evening being pampered by your boyfriend, Jeff and you lay in bed ready to sleep. You weren’t entirely sure where your body ended and his began, or vice versa, but that didn’t bother you.
“I’m proud of you, Jeff.” You stroked your hand over his chest.
“Well, for not giving up when I saw you wanted to. On the pull ups.”
He scoffed at you, but didn’t argue.
“I love you, Y/N.” he mumbled into your hair.
“I love you, Jeff.” You beamed back at him, as you watched his green eyes flutter shut.
As I sat on a cart backstage I hummed a light tune to myself. I was beyond excited to wrestle tonight and I hoped that my new gear would show that. As I sat there messing with my wrestling gear top I heard two familiar voices. I looked up to see Jeff and Finn arguing about something. I smiled at myself while jumping off the cart and walked up to the two men. “Hey boys. Do you guys like my new gear? It’s not to showy is it?” I did a small turn poking my ass out just a little.
“Yeah baby it looks good. All the men here are gonna get in trouble if you don’t keep your distance.” Jeff said as he raised an eyebrow. He pushed my hip making me turn again. I giggled at the contact.
“Finn, you have anything to say?” I bat my eyelashes at Finn and grabbed his hand.
“Do you always flirt and tease this much?” Finn said as he looked between me and Jeff.
Goshhhh I am so excite for this I really hope you all like it!
Maybe it was his smile; the one that managed to light up a room and cause your heart to skip a beat. Or maybe it was his laugh; the one that sounded like the early morning birds or a soft melody. Maybe it was the way his eyes sparkled when he talked about something he liked, or how easily he was to forgive someone, or how he never seemed to care about what people looked like to be their friend. Whatever the case Jeff Atkins was absolutely perfect and you loved him. The only problem about love is that it’s complicated. For some it ends the way they want, the way they picture, like a cheesy movie… that didn’t seem to be the case for you. As soon as you realized what the symptoms of loving your best friend were, you figured it would go like any old chick flick would. He would realize he had feelings for you as well after he got engaged and you would both leave your significant other for each other.
But Jeff was as hard to get because you were so close to him; it would be as if you were a back of the classroom person, someone who didn’t interact with him at all trying to get a date. It was hard dealing with the fact that he was always getting girlfriends or going on dates, while you sat on the sidelines, occasionally making out with someone hoping to spite him at a party after three shots. But he never showed signs of envy as you did so obviously. He would eventually pull you away because you were too drunk, but never any signs he returned the feelings.
This party, though, was different. It was being held by Bryce Walker and even an hour after it had started to get crowded and teens were getting hammered you were only one shot and half a cup of soda in. Also so far from everywhere you had looked Jeff was not here, which was quite an oddity. Usually Jeff was one of the first ones at a party or he didn’t show at all, it was unlike him to be late. Your heart sank at the thought of missing another time to see him. Beer seemed to make Jeff glow even more, though not by much, but usually when you were intoxicated your liking for him was 1000x higher. And maybe that wasn’t a good thing.
“Hey, Clay, have you seen Atkins anywhere?” You asked Jeff’s best friend, who was sitting at the edge of the pool with his feet in as you swam over to him. He looked up from his cup of beer and looked surprised.
“Y/N! I didn’t know you were here!” He laughed lightly, scratching the back of his neck. “Uh, no he’s on a date with Jane Edgar.”
Your heart sank and your smile dropped. Jane Edgar? The girl who had been pining after Tony Padilla for years only to find out he was gay? Jane Edgar the girl with two first names and a lazy right eye? Jeff had ditched the party you had invited him to to go on a lousy date with a girl with no knowledge of grammar?
“Oh, okay. Wh- what a loser.” You scooped yourself up and sat next to clay, grabbing a few shots off of a tray nearby. You offered on to Clay but he just picked up the beer and shook his head. You shrugged and downed all three shots.
“I’m sorry.” Clay said after you threw the shot glasses across the pool so they landed in the bushes. You knew Bryce had the money to replace them so you didn’t worry about it.
“About what?” You asked, kicking your feet in the water. He sighed and took a drink of his beer. “About my best friend ditching me? Don’t be. He knew what he was doing.”
Clay looked at you for a few seconds before shaking his head and motioning for you to look at him. You did. “Y/N, I think that everybody butt Jeff knows that you like him. The way that you look at him, it’s kind of obvious. And I know it must be hard to see him going on dates and stuff.”
Your eyebrows shot up into your hairline as you swiveled to Clay, before seeing his face and sighing in defeat. It was pointless fighting, Clay was also your best friend. “Yeah, but it’s whatever. I mean I’ve kind of given up on thinking that he’ll share the feelings. Trying my best to move on.”
Clay raised his eyebrows this time. “Yeah? That why you went to the movies with Monty last night? He’s not really the best replacement is he?”
There was a flush in your stomach and you burped before laughing loudly. “Well, no, but it’s better than pulling a Jane. The unattainable Atkins, is what I call him. He might as well be gay.”
You were giggling the whole time and you finally realized it must have been the alcohol flooding into your system. You turned to Clay only to see that he was Jeff, and with a surge of confidence you suddenly grabbed his face and kissed him sloppily.
Clay was surprised first at your actions, before gently grabbing your shoulders and pushing you back. You pulled away and looked at him with a confused expression. “Y/N, we both like different people. It’s not me you want. It would be ridiculous just to make out with you, also I think you’re buzzed.”
“I still know what I’m doing. But you’re right Clay, I’m sorry.” You pulled away and then rested your head on his shoulder. “It’s hard, you know. All I want is for him to take me on a date, to kiss me, to feel more than friendship for me. Honestly, I’m kind of desperate now. If he were here right now I would just take him by the shirt and-”
“JEFF!” Clay suddenly shouted with a tone of warning, and your head shot up to see that Jeff was walking towards you two with a small smile on his face. “Hey, man, you’re here! I assume it didn’t go well?”
You internally crossed your fingers as you dipped back into the pool, so that he could sit next to clay. He was wearing a red pair of shorts and a thin white shirt, showing his perfect body. You bit your lip, he looked like someone that belonged on Baywatch.
Jeff sighed and took your previous spot. “Well, it was, but then we saw Tony there with his boyfriend, and she burst out crying. Asked me to take her home, and I didn’t even get to finish the movie. Oh, hey, Y/N!”
Jeff smiled brightly when you swam and rested your arms on Clay’s knees. Clay just smiled at you.
“Hey, Atkins. What movie?” You tried to make light conversation even though you just wanted to jump on him.
At this point you didn’t care, but you needed to get him alone. You knew Jeff was always on the lookout for girls to go on dates with (not that he ever dated them), and if you weren’t one of them you were just going to have to be something with way less meaning. You just needed to feel his lips on yours, to feel his hands on you, to hear your name without a friendly smile to be said, you needed Jeff. You craved more than anything an emotional relationship, but if this was all you got then you were okay with that.
“The one with Liam Neeson… I don’t remember the name.” Jeff scratched the top of his head.
“He dies.” You bluntly stated, grabbing a shot from someone sitting by. They only glared at you as you threw it back. “Not that exciting.” You were going to need some more courage so you swam to the pool stairs and climbed out.
Jeff stared at you open mouthed, before turning to Clay. “Did she just… how much has she drank?”
Clay shrugged, before grinning slightly at the concerned look in Jeff’s eyes. “That was her fourth shot.”
“Shit, she’s a lightweight, Clay!” Jeff said, getting up and running after you.
You were by Bryce, grabbing two shots from him, but he grabbed one before you could take off. “This stuff is strong, baby. Don’t need you to go ripping your bikini top off now would we?”
Bryce scraped your eyes with his body before wrapping his fingers around the shot and guiding it to your mouth. You opened your lips and drank it as he tipped it back. The back of your throat burned and you coughed loudly while Bryce laughed. “What was that?”
“Moonshine, sweetheart.” Then Bryce walked away as you stumbled and sputtered, looking for a glass of water.
You ignored Jeff’s voice and ran into the kitchen, which was vacant surprisingly, and grabbed glass of water. You put the drink to your lips and drank the whole glass in a few gulps.
“Jesus, Y/N, why were you running from me?” Jeff panted, slipping slightly due to his wet feet. His shirt was stained with something brown, and you guessed someone had spilled a drink on his shirt while he had been chasing you. You could see his strongly built abs through the material, which was sticking to him.
You looked away quickly, placing the cup in the sink as you let the drinks settle in. “I wasn’t, Atkins. I was rinsing my mouth from the horrible taste of moonshine that Bryce gave me.”
Jeff looked worried. “Why would you take alcohol from Bryce?”
“I needed courage, Jeff.” You stated, walking away, knowing he would follow. He did, his eyebrows furrowing as you grabbed a random towel and started to dry off your wet skin. “Listen, we don’t all have natural confidence.”
Jeff watched you before shaking his head and frowning. “I know that, but… courage? Courage for what? Is there something you’re not telling me, because I’m your best friend, Y/N. I’ll be here for anything you need.”
You sighed as you bent over to dry your legs, before getting up and walking over to him. You got the closest you could, Jeff looking more confused by the second.
“That’s the problem, that’s exactly why I need courage to do it.” You whispered, bringing your hands up and resting then on his shoulders. Jeff was still looking confused, but his breathing had become irregular.
You were pretty sure that Jeff knew what you were implying, since his hands were going to your waist already. Maybe he had already been sexually frustrated, but you didn’t care. You were causing his irregular breathing, and that made your breath stop.
He still asked in a whisper, almost scared to break the small silence in between the two of you. “To do what?”
You slowly pushed forwards so you were on your tip toes, your fingers running over his skin so that they were on his neck, then you kissed him with heat. Your hands ran over every bit of his exposed neck and parts of his chest, as your breathing became quicker. Jeff stood still for a second before kissing you back, his hands finally resting on your hips, so that his fingers were digging into your skin softly. When you let your tongue rest on his lips he opened them willingly, the hotness of your tongue and the coolness of his meshing to create a warm, minty and alcoholic taste.
“Y/N.” Jeff tried to pull away and say something, but kept falling back into your lips when you pushed yourself harder. Your lips finally left his as you slowly kissed your way down his jaw, light feather like kisses that made him shudder under you. When you reached the spot were his earlobe and his neck met you sucked a little harder, causing him to groan out your name.
This made you satisfied. This is what you wanted, what you needed and craved. The uncensored part of Jeff that cursed and grabbed onto things roughly. The Jeff that needed you.
“Y/N, really, what’s this about?” Jeff finally muttered while you still kissed his neck and he squeezed your hips harshly.
You pulled back and looked him in the eyes, figuring that it was worth a shot. The alcohol in your system is really what made you do it. “Jeff,” It felt weird calling him by his first name. “Listen, I don’t know how you haven’t noticed but I fucking like you so much I’m pretty sure it’s love. And not just like a friend, and I know you don’t feel the same, so please just let me have this moment.”
You grabbed onto Jeff once more and kissed him, this time pushing him back as you did so. You were both in the living room, because there was a giant cushioned chair that he fell into, you landing on top of him. This time you started to tug at his shirt while you ground your hips into his.
“Y/N,” This was a moan that was slightly of a higher pitch than normal, as you lifted his shirt the most you could. “Y/N.” That was not a moan, said after he cleared his throat.
You sighed and pulled back, knowing that you had scared him. Of course you couldn’t get in his pants. You couldn’t even get into his heart. You sat down on the floor and began to pant; you were about to start crying. Jeff instantly sat down next to you, his breathing ragged as he placed his arms around you.
“Y/N, please don’t cry.” He sighed and turned your head up so that you were looking in his eyes. “I’m just surprised. You see, I fell for this girl during my freshman year, a girl who had not interest in me at all. We spent our free time talking about her crush on Bryce and how he had ditched her after they had made out. She eventually moved on, but not to me. So I dated, and went on dates, trying my best to find someone like her. And I failed, because no one is like you, Y/N. There are so many things that you have that other girls don’t. Things that make me love you too.”
You had been avoiding his eyes while he had talked, but when things began to sound familiar you looked him in the eyes, your heart increasing in speed. “Jeff… are you… being truthful?”
Jeff nodded before closing his eyes and placing his forehead on yours while his thumb wiped away your tears. “I love you, Y/N. And now that I know the truth, I can do this like I’ve always wanted.”
Jeff pulled you up and then sat back down, pulling you on top of him, his lips meeting yours in a wet kiss. After a few seconds of sweet kissing the burning heat between your legs started to grow and you let your teeth graze his bottom lip as a form of telling him you needed more. Jeff then pulled away and pulled his shirt off, giving you a good view of his sculpted abs. You bit your lip before he leaned in and started to kiss your neck, bucking his hips up involuntarily while you lightly let your fingernails run down his back.
“Y/N?” Jeff asked after hearing you moan loudly when he sucked on your collarbones.
“Mhmmm.” You questioned, missing the heat of his lips on your neck.
“You know I do love you, right?” He asked genuinely, staring up at you with his eyes as wide as a doe’s, his pupils blown up.
You grinned and placed your hands on either side of his face. “Show me, Jeff.”
Idk how I feel about this because I love smut but Idk if i’m good at writing it.
I am so sorry it’s shitty…tbh i kind of don’t now how to write angst (NOT EDITED)
a/n: My first writing of Jeff Atkins on this blog! Hope you like it and feel free to send in more requests! I also made a really bad pun that I hope no one notices if you wanna know it, hmu in my ask box;)
Holy hell, guys! I’m seriously blown away by the fact you actually enjoyed my first ‘Imagine’. Seeing as some of you liked it, I think i just might continue writing whatever ideas pop into my head ;)
Anonymous asked: Your Jeff imagine has me absolutely SHOOK! You’re so talented. Are you planning on writing a part 2?
Anonymous asked: YOUR JEFF IMAGINE WAS SO FUCKING PERFECT IM GRINNING LIKE A HYENA. OHMYGODDDDDDD and ik u said you aren’t taking request but like if you ever feel up to it if you made a part 2 to that imagine like the “date” part id forever kiss the ground you walk on lmfaooooo. But ya. You’re an amazing writer 😭
Imagine Jeff picking you up for your Valentine’s Day date. Dinner is not what you were assuming and you find out Jeff had a helping hand in finally opening up to you.
Jeff X Reader pt.II
Your knee bounces nervously as you wait for Jeff to pick you up and your mother watches you with a small knowing smile. "So who is this boy? Do I know him?“
You try hard to not roll your eyes. "Yes, mom. It’s Jeff,” you deadpan, but try with all your might to slow your beating heart. “Jeff from the eighth grade who I had a terrible crush on.”
A sharp, sudden inhale of breath has you looking towards your wide-eyed mother. When you were little, you used to tell her everything, but puberty changed things and you two didn’t quite talk as much. “Jeff.. Atkins!” She nearly squeals. “When- how?!”
“The other day,” you sigh and meet her gaze head on. “Tony and Clay were poking fun at me for turning down all the jocks asking me on a date, so I made it into a little challenge.”
Mom smirks as she takes a seat next to you, eager to hear more. “Go on.”