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"be safe! love you!" sierra yells to her friends after she's out of the uber and on the sidewalk. the yell it back and wave at her as the driver speeds off.

jack is waiting in the lobby when sierra enters the building. his eyes trail up her barely clothed torso and back down before roaming back up to land on her face. "sheesh," he says, standing up from one of the chairs.

"i know," she says, brushing past him, her shoulder grazing his chest. jack smiles and bites his bottom lip and follows her down the hallway to the studio he's been in all day. he's only left here to shower and get food, since sierra took the wings on her way out earlier.

pushing the door open, sierra walks into the empty room with jack right on her heels. he closes the door behind them and immediately grabs her by the hips, his hands running over her bare abdomen. "not you all up on me," she says, twisting out of his grip.

the smile on her face is playful, and jack matches it, grabbing for her again. she spins out of his reach childishly and he laughs. sierra puts her hands behind her back and mockingly sticks her lips out at him. when jack grabs for her again, she lets him.

jack places both of his hands on her ass and pulls her close to him. "are you gonna make it up to me?" she asks, looking up at him through her lashes. sierra toys with the chain on his neck and jack licks his lips, sucking in a sharp breath.

he knows what she wants, and they both know that she's going to get her way. jacks hands slide to the front of her jeans and pops the button. "come on," he says, tugging on her belt loop. sierra quickly pulls her heels off and then pulls her jeans off. jack watches her intensely, grabbing her by the hips and kissing her sensually. he grabs a handful of her ass in one hand and starts walking her backwards towards the couch.

sierra falls onto the couch and lets out a breath, spreading her legs while looking up at jack. he gets down on his knees and puts her legs on his shoulders. sierra lets out a shaky breath when he kisses her everywhere but where she needs him the most. jack kisses her inner thighs, gently kneading at her flesh. "please, jack," she sighs, putting her hand in his hair and gently tugging at his roots.

jack leans back and hooks his fingers in the band of her thong. sierra lifts her hips up and aids him in pulling them off. once she's bare, he buries his face in between her thighs and she lets out a cry of pleasure. his tongue laps at her folds and he sucks on her clit, making her scream his name over and over. "fuck, jack!" she moans, pushing his head down farther.

when sierra tries pressing her thighs together, he knows that she's close, and forces her legs open. she lets out a breathy moan when he licks a stripe from the bottom of her pussy to the very top. "jack, i-" sierras voice catches in her chest as that familiar knot builds in the pit of her stomach.

"let it go, baby," his voice is muffled and the vibrations from his voice onto her core make her whimper. moments later sierra is releasing all over his tongue, and jack chases it, licking up all of her juices. he uses his fingers and sierra jerks her legs closed, wrapping them around his neck. "damn, sierra." jack says, prying her legs off of him and getting up.

he pulls his shirt off and sierras eyes open at the soft thud it makes when it hits the floor. she outstretches her arms and jack pulls her up and off of the couch. sierra falls into jack as she stands on her own, her legs giving out because they feel like jelly. luckily, jack catches her, holding her close to him. "you good?" he asks.

"no," she says, kissing his neck. sierra holds onto him tightly as she bites and sucks on his skin.

"don't leave any marks," jack rasps out as sierra gets reckless. "hey!" he says, squeezing her tightly as she ignores him. jacks voice is hoarse as he speaks, and sierra pulls back from his neck to look up at him with a devious smile on her face.

sierra drags her hand down the front of his pants, looking up into his eyes. she palms him through his pants with one hand and hooks her fingers into his waistband. "nah, i need to feel you," jack says when she starts stroking him through the material. he grabs both of her wrists and takes her hands off of him. he quickly discards himself off the rest of his clothes and walks the very short distance to the couch and takes a seat. he pats his lap, beckoning her over to him. "come here."

sierra happily bounds over to him, ignoring the weakness in her legs. she crawls onto his lap and hovers over his erect member, holding onto his shoulders for support. sierra starts to lower herself onto him, but he stops her. "condom," he says.

"oh shit," she says, rolling off of him and grabbing her purse. she pull out the condom she put in there on purpose, and hands it to him to put it on. once its on, sierra wastes no time and sinks down onto him, cursing under her breath as he fills her up. sierra takes a second for herself before moving up and down on him at a steady rhythm.

jack puts his hands on her ass and starts kissing on her neck. sierra lets out tiny whimpers of his name as he grips her tightly and helps move her up and down.

he lets go of her and slides his hands up to her clothed chest. he pushes the thin pieces of fabric away from her chest and frees her breasts. sierra stops her movements for a second and slips the top off of her head and jack immediately starts sucking on her chest while one hand plays with her other nipple.

sierra starts rolling her hips in a way that makes him stutter on his movements. "shit," jack groans, squeezing her hips. he throws his head back against the couch and closes his eyes, his chest rising and falling rapidly. sierra grabs his chain and yanks him forward. "look at me," she pants.

jack focuses his gaze on her and gently grabs her chin and connects their lips together, sierra slightly lifting up off of him. sierra slips her tongue in his mouth and puts her her hands on his shoulders. jack moves her up and down on him and she gasps. "jack," she moans.

"i know, princess," he says. sierra pulls back from his lips and starts bouncing on him quickly. jack groans and rubs on her clit to get her to her climax quicker. "shit, sierra. i'm almost there."

she lurches against him, pressing her chest into his and arching her back. sierra lets out a string of moans as she comes undone on him, her hands tangling in his hair. jack follows shortly after, tightly holding her against him. he lazily kisses her shoulder and rubs her back.

they stay in that position for awhile, not speaking and just trying to catch their breath. jack doesn't loosen his hold on her, enjoying the feeling of having her so close in his arms. it's been so long since he's held anyone like this, like he was afraid to let go. he longed to touch her like this when they were apart.

sierra removes her hands from his hair and leans back to look at him. jack looks up at her with an expression so gentle, it makes her feel warm. his eyes are low, but he's wide awake, and sierra cups his face in her hands. she gently strokes his cheek with her thumb before placing a gentle kiss on his lips.

they both let out light groans when she moves, forgetting that he was still in her. sierra lifts herself off of him and rolls onto the open seat next to him, whimpering at the loss of contact. jack holds out his fist for a pound, and sierra gives it to him. "you did you thing just now," he says. sierra lets out a genuine laugh and pulls her legs into her chest. jack smiles at the sound of her laughter and gets up to get dressed. he tosses sierra her clothes and his jacket from the back of a chair. "i got something for you." he says.

sierra pulls on his jacket on and zips it up. "yeah?" jack nods and holds his hand out to her. she grabs it and he pulls her off of the couch, catching her when her knees buckle and she falls forward. "goddamn." she says, holding onto his waist.

"am i gonna have to carry you out of here?" he asks, standing her upright. sierra lets go of him and stands on her own, her legs wobbling a bit. "you sure you can walk in those?" he asks when she bends down to strap her heels on.

sierra doesn't answer him, just takes a step to see if she can bear it. she doesn't fall, so she takes ginger steps around the room to gain feeling back into her legs. "i think i got it," she says.

jack looks at her skeptically but doesn't question her. he grabs her hand, though, and walks her out of the studio and then out of the building. he helps her into the passenger side of his car and then quickly goes around to his side. "watch you legs," he says, leaning over her lap and pulling open the glove box and taking out a tiny cloth bag.

"what is that?" she asks. jack hands it to her and she takes it from him, her eyes never leaving his face.

"open it," he says when she just continues to stare at him in disbelief. sierra narrows her eyes at him suspiciously, but pulls the strings of the cloth bag apart, and pulls out a familiar little blue box. she doesn't have to look at the label to know that it's from tiffany's.

sierra lets out a quick laugh and looks over at him. "you're joking," she says. jack nods his head at the box in her hand, urging her to open it, but she doesn't want to. she's afraid of whats inside, and how much he spent and why. but sierra pulls the lid off, and inside rests a tennis bracelet with a diamond butterfly in the center, one she's been dreaming about for weeks. "fuck you. you've been stalking my twitter?" she asks, her eyes wide, a small smile on her face.

jack shrugs, a satisfied look on his face. "maybe. you like it?"

"how much was this?" she asks, her eyes wide.

he waves her off. "that's not important. let me put it on," he grabs her wrist and the box from her, setting them both in her lap. sierra doesn't protest and let's him clasp the bracelet on her left wrist. it glitters in the light, and she can't deny that she's in love with how it looks. "bow." he says once it's on.

"it look good, don't it?" she asks, rotating her wrist.

"mhm."

sierra looks up at him with a smile. "thank you, jack. you really didn't have to," she says, grabbing his hand. jack only shrugs nonchalantly, happy to see her happy. jack likes so spoil her because she deserves it, even if she pisses him off sometimes.

she can't help herself and takes a boomerang on her instagram of her bracelet. she adds the song fell in luv by playboi carti in the back but puts it at bryson's part. she isn't surprised when minutes later she gets several dms from her friends.

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sierra and jack eat pizza in his bed, both freshly showered and dressed in his clothes. sierra wears a pair of sweats and a matching sweatshirt and jack in shorts and a white tank top. the pizza box sits in between them half eaten with jacks crust discarded. sierra eats the crust that he doesn't, and they both wonder how the other can do what they can't.

jack watches sierra wipe her hands on a napkin and then let out a big sigh, patting her stomach afterwards. seeing her in his clothes, in his bed, eating like they used to makes his heart more or less flutter. it's moments like these that he prayed for again when they were broken up.

instead of going out, back in the day, they'd order takeout and eat in his room. it slowly became a tradition after sierra broke down crying because she was so stressed about school one night, and felt too stressed to go out on a real date. they had both gotten dressed and ready, and when they got in the car she just started crying, full blown sobs. jack had been confused and slightly scared, and when he asked her what was wrong and she just cried harder, so he took her inside and ordered food for them.

she felt bad ruining their date and told him so, and he insisted that it was fine because it truly was. he told her that as long as he was with her, he didn't care what they did. so they went upstairs to his room and ate on his bed, fully clothed in what they both had planned to originally wear to their date. they ate in silence for the first few minutes until sierra broke the silence by telling him thank you. he reassured her it was fine, and that was the first time she stayed the night at his house.

sierra catches him staring and jack doesn't look away. "what?" she asks, self consciously touching her face.

he gives her a shy smile and looks down at the half eaten piece of pizza in his hand. "i missed you, dawg," he says. sierra gently kicks him in the leg, a smile on her face.

"i know," she says.

jack sucks his teeth and tosses his pizza in the box. "why can't you say it back? you don't have to front," he says.

"if you know, i don't have to say it."

"okay, but i want to hear it," he says, looking at her intensely. her heart beats wildly in her chest at the eye contact, and she plays with the strings on his jacket.

"now it doesn't feel genuine, but i missed you too. a lot," she says, laying on her side and resting her head in her hand. jack nods, a cocky expression on his face. "see, this why i don't say shit! you get a big head." sierra says, kicking him slightly harder than she did previously.

he raises his eyebrows at her. "i'll show you what a big head is." sierra flips him off and rolls her eyes. "i wish we didnt go down like that." he says after a moment of silence.

sierra sighs. "it could have been avoided. you know that," she replies, focusing her eyes on the pizza box.

"but you know how this life is."

she scoffs, letting out a bitter laugh. "yeah, i do. and i'm taking a big fucking risk sitting here with you right now," sierra says, looking up at him. jack anxiously chews on his finger and she looks at him expectantly. "jack, i'm really taking a chance on you right now."

"i know, and i'm sorry. for everything—and i know you don't want to hear that, but i need to say it. i know the breakup was hard on you, but i went through hell too," he says, rolling over and laying on his back, staring up at the ceiling as he recalls his mental state. he overloaded himself with work every single day, did several shows in different cities every night just to forget about her, but he felt like he saw her everywhere. she was in his mind constantly, couldn't listen to a single song without connecting it back to her, even if it was the first time he heard it. all of the songs he wrote were about her, good and bad.

in those six months, he went to spots he knew she hung out at, hoping to catch a glimpse of her. he only saw her once out of a handful of attempts, and he nearly got the wind knocked out of him. he thought he was seeing things, thought it was her sister because it was such a brief moment. but it was her. it ruined him for weeks.

sierra sighs and doesn't reply. they lay there in an awkward silence. she sits up and announces that she has to go to the bathroom, but really she just feels awkward and wants to be able to think for a moment. jack just hums and she gets up and goes into the restroom.

she leans against the wall and considers his words. she never considered that it was hard for him because of the way he acted. he treated their relationship like it was over, weeks before they officially ended. she would have never guessed that it bothered him as much as it bothered her when they separated because he was the reason behind it.

when sierra exits the bathroom, the bed is empty. she leaves his room and heads downstairs. jack is in the kitchen with his back towards her so she comes up behind him and wraps her arms around his torso and rests her cheek against his back.

he hesitates for a moment before placing his hands on top of hers. "you're the only one i'd take a risk for," she mumbles. jack chuckles and looks at her over his shoulder. his thumbs stroke the backs of her hands.

"yeah?"

"yeah, so dont fuck up."

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errrrrrmmm smut be trash but it had to be written! thoughts on jackierra (EWWWWHSJS) ? lmao i love this story for real.

yeah so... ending was corny lowkey but sometimes u need corn