fall for me - jschlatt x reader

lazy day

"i love you, honey," schlatt rumbled, his chest vibrating comfortably under your cheek. you couldn't help the smile that spread across your face, you were so very infatuated with him. everything he did was captivating; from the way he brushed his soft hair back with his hands or the way he traced shapes on your lower back.

"i love you too."

"no nickname?"

"ooh, you're right, i have to give you one," you replied. so far the only nick name you used the most was 'pretty boy', which was getting old. he switched it up a lot, using honey or darling or sweetheart. even baby, sometimes.

"think about it and get back to me," he joked, kissing the top of your head. you looked up, placing a peck on his jaw. his hands tangled in your hair, holding your head in a rigid position as he looked down to kiss you on your lips, which were already swollen from his relentless biting and sucking at them earlier.

schlatt hummed when he pulled away, a pop sound following right after. he licked his lips again, closing his eyes as he did so.

"what flavour is that?" he asked, referring to your chapstick that he could taste.

"um, just plain vanilla. is it good?" you laughed a little at the fact that he paid attention to what chapstick you were wearing. you had quite a few, and you liked to cycle through them frequently.

"not my favourite. i like the other one better."

"which one?"

"the one you wore last time."

"last time?" you questioned. you wanted to wear the same chapstick if that was the one he liked, but you didn't know what he was referring to. did he mean, like, the last time you visited him?

"the last time we slept together."

you choked a little at his crass words. he was so bold, literally no regard for what he was saying. it was pretty funny actually; probably the reason why he had so many fans.

"i don't remember what i had last time."

"tasted like cinnamon?"

"then it was probably cinnamon, dumbass," you quipped. the cinnamon lip balm was also one of your favourites, next to the strawberry one you used often.

"ya got a smart mouth, hm? what're we gonna do about that?" he whispered, running his thumb along your bottom lip gently. his eyes were locked on your lip, watching as you bit the inside of your cheek.

"you tell me."

he let out a short laugh, chuckling a little afterwards. schlatt looked at you with living eyes, smiling widely. you returned the smile, waiting for him to quip back something witty.

"i would much rather show ya," you turned red at his words, knowing the implication. he kissed you again, nipping your bottom lip gently as he pulled away.

"so much talk but you never do anything about it," you teased, "what? are you scared?"

his face hardened, the only thing giving away his real emotion was the way the corner of his lip turned upward in a slight smirk.

"you'd like that, wouldn't ya?"

"like what? if you punish me? spank me? maybe."

"wh-" he cut himself off, his face and ears going red in embarrassment. you could be just as bold as he could if you wanted. you were holding yourself back, afraid he wouldn't like the things you said, but you knew that wasn't true now.

"(y/n), careful," he warned, raising an eyebrow at you. he raised a hand to wrap it loosely around your neck, resting it there.

"or what? like i said, you're too scared to do anything," you poked at him a little more, wanting to see if he would break.

"i know what you're doing," he groaned, "and im mad that it's working."

you laughed, connecting your lips with his. he kissed back hungrily, flipping you onto your back. he pulled away though, against your protests.

"im gonna get some water. i'll grab you a glass."

you rolled your eyes, watching as he pulled up his sweats and tightened the strings. he turned to wink at you before heading to your kitchen shirtless, as you were wearing his shirt. he didn't seem to mind.

you heard a sharp bark suddenly, which caused you to sit up quickly. oh, you had forgotten to let the dogs out for a little bit. you quickly threw on some pants, grabbing the leashes and harnesses before walking to the door.

the dogs were already there, sitting patiently. you geared them up and with one leash in each hand, you left the apartment and went down to the front.

chief and bullet quickly finished their business and you went back upstairs, opening the door and unleashing the boys to let them go and play again.

schlatt was standing there, leaning against the couch with two glasses of water in his hands, sipping one. he held out the other glass to you, smiling gently as you took it and gulped down half of it.

"i don't want you to go," you admitted, turning around to lock the door before looking him in the eyes again.

"i don't want to go, either. but y'know i have to."

"i know," you put your glass down on the coffee table and he did the same, opening his arms to embrace you. your arms wrapped around schlatt's waist, burying your face in his chest.

"don't worry, baby, you'll come up to visit soon enough. n'im gonna take ya out on a super romantic date. you're gonna be blown away."

"i won't be the only one that's gonna be blown... away."

schlatt coughed at your insinuation, gripping you tighter than before. you laughed, basking in his embarrassment.

"we really do have to do somethin' about that snarky mouth."

"i cant wait, pretty boy."