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Spring Fling - Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x Reader (Part Four) (18+) / Part One | Part Two | Part Three

Summary: You should have known the ‘no refunds’ detail on the website for Spring Fling was a red flag. But you paid no mind to it, eager to be assigned a quick fuck for spring break. When the man that walks through your cabin door is none other than Jake 'Hangman' Seresin, your wildly infuriating fellow pilot, you have two choices: bicker the entire time and have a miserable spring break, or fuck.

Contents/Warnings: smut, minors dni. fem!reader, pilot!reader, enemies/rivals to lovers, lots and lots of arguing, could these two people be any less cooperative, sex seven ways to sunday and then some, seriously like so much smut it'll make your eyes bleed, makeouts, rough sex, oral (m+f receiving), penetrative sex, will add as i post

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A/N: Day two begins!! thank you to everyone who's been reading along, and if you're just finding this series for the first time through this part, welcome! I hope you enjoy, and though this chapter is a bit shorter than the others, it packs some punches. You will get more insight into why they act the way that they do in this chapter, in the next chapter! bear with them please, they're dumb </333 please let me know how you're feeling about the series so far! <3

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The red and white checkered hem of your dress tucks neatly beneath you as you clamor clumsily onto Dallas's jean-clad legs, and immediately, before you've even settled into his lap, he's complaining.

"Hey, c'mon, I'm trying to watch the movie." He gripes, dodging your curly pigtails as they obscure his view of the television set. He waves his hand in exasperation but he doesn't push you off, and your tiny hands brace against his chest as you settle in a cross-legged position in his lap.

"I brought you gum," You whisper, loud because you're still four and you don't know that you're not whispering right, "Dally, I brought you gum."

Dallas squints at the slightly squished stick of gum you're holding out to him, definitely warm and partially melted from being concealed in your little fist.

"You brought me gum?" Dally repeats, staring at it but pointedly not taking it, "Why?"

"Because I love you." You say simply, "Daddy only lets me have one stick a day but I snuck an extra one for you 'cause it's real good."

Dally's face holds a mixture of bewilderment, distaste, and for a moment anger that anyone on the outside would have found comical. He truly doesn't know how to respond, not when you're settling into the curve of his chest with your mary janes braced on his thigh, smacking your own gum and slipping into the trance of the movie playing on the tv.

You've always been a sweet kid, taking more after Sodapop than you do your dad. At least in the way that your eyes sparkle as you hand off your favorite toys to the members of Darry's little gang, and you've always got yourself parked in someone's lap.

Dallas is typically lucky enough to avoid these confrontations, but this is what he gets for picking up babysitting duty while Darrel takes an extra shift at work. Now the crown of your head is tucked beneath his chin and your fingers are fiddling with the side seams of his jeans, one pudgy hand still clutching the stick of gum you'd swiped for him.

Perhaps you're taking after Dallas a little bit too, stealing things.

Peppermint gum is a sorry swap for nicotine, but Dallas snubs his cigarette out on the side of the couch and plucks the stick of gum out of your tiny fingers as a silent acceptance of your sentiment- perhaps even a reciprocation.

GAWD. where the FUCK did my clothes go? i was literally wearing panties TWO SECONDS AGO. this is unbelievable.

send me requests for the men of gilmore girls!

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he wants to be all grumpy about it too like he's not the one locking the door behind you when you come in for a late-night cup of cocoa... he wants to scoff at you when you knock on the door of the diner despite the CLOSED sign blinking in your face. he's already grumbling when he unlocks the door and lets you inside, but his thick fingers twist the lock back into place and he yanks the blinds on the door back down from where he'd raised them to see who was knocking.

'you know the hours are on the window, right? 6:30-9. it's eleven.' he drawls at you, entirely unimpressed even as he lets you inside, 'i'm closed.'

'come on,' you plead, shucking your coat to reveal a slim shirt that isn't helping him resist you, "please? you're the only one i know around here, I'm still settling in, and- and I just don't know who else to go to. you're the only one who's nice to me.'

and he thinks he's a little more than nice as he takes hold of your hips, scoffing under his breath as he drags you closer, 'right. i'm nice to you.'

but he understands. miss patty has probably already started in on you, and even if she's not mean-spirited she's overwhelming and her teasing can come off a bit harsh. taylor has definitely been mean to you, and kirk threw a fit just yesterday because you were in his spot in the diner. so he can't blame you- you probably are feeling a little lost.

'i love you' you gasp out, in all of your starry-eyed adoration of the man whose stubbly cheeks you're cupping, the words tumbling from your lips as you lean in to kiss desperately at his frown, 'luke please, just one more time?'

no but i think that's so funny

please read my guidelines before requesting

he may be in blue bloods but as long as i'm around he's never getting blue balls

Send me thoughts/requests for Dean, Logan, Jess, and Luke from Gilmore girls please

i like the way you're thinking, let's make out all over his cock and balls

butt freak never misses

butt freak you're a real one. can we split his balls i suck one you suck the other? or are we just taking turns you can go first