Teen Wolf Imagines

Jackson |requested|

Jackson
Requested: yes (sorry for delay)
Rating: R/M

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"Elliot! Out on the field!" Coach yelled and you got up from the bench quickly getting into your position on the field and tuned in your focus to the practice game.

After a few minutes into the game you were on a roll making nothing but amazing shots. You were extremely thrilled to see yourself nailing those shots, you had busted your ass practicing for this season and it was finally paying off. Your teammate Jackson however wasn't doing so hot.
Regardless the amount of workouts he does, he couldn't stop you from surpassing his mojo. Jackson repeatedly missed shots and couldn't seem to avoid tackles. It was kinda satisfying to you however cause he often got frustrated, causing him to glare at his teammates or the coach and you were one to admit that he was hot when he was pissed.

"Out Jackson!" Coach called and Jackson threw his stick to the ground and gave you a glare. You watched his chest heave up and down with his labored breaths and you felt yourself heat up so you looked away.

After practice you received many compliments for players like Danny and Scott and from the coach. You decided to stay on the field and wait for others to leave so you could avoid the compliments, you weren't very big on those. 

Once everyone left you grabbed your gear and walked into the locker room, putting your stuff away and heading to the showers. You undressed from your sweaty clothes and turned on the shower, washing off the sweat and dirty from your body. You heard foot steps behind you and you turned around only to see Jackson in a towel watching you with narrowed eyes.

"Oh hey Whittemore, what's up." You said and turned around to shut off the shower and rub you hair dry of the water, proceeding to wrap the towel around your hips. "What're you on?" He asked and walked closer. You nearly choked on your own spit. "what?!" You asked with a look of bewilderment on your face. "You heard me, what're you taking? Steroids?" He asked and took another step closer.
You leaned against the shower wall and rolled your eyes. "I'm high on happiness maybe but I'm not taking anything." You said and moved to walk away but Jackson got in your face, shoving you against the wall with his body. "Don't lie to me Elliot. You have to be taking something to be better than me." He snarled and your body heat skyrocketed upon the contact. You were no longer paying attention, your focus was hazed, primarily because you hadn't been satisfied in such a long time and now you were cornered by one of your hottest teammates.

Jackson noticed your change in demeanor and he smirked. His hands moved to slam on the wall on either side of your head. You jumped at the violent act and looked at him. He leaned forward and nudged your head to the side, allowing him access to your ear and neck. His lips were dangerously close to your skin as he chuckled darkly into your ear and attaching his lips to your neck. You whimpered at the contact and made a move to shove him off but your body rejected the request, it needed this.

You felt yourself strain against your towel and Jackson's hand fell from the wall, trailing down your chest to your hip where he pulled you against him. "I never thought you'd be into guys." He said and ground his hips against yours. "What's that supposed to mean?" You huffed out and he just shrugged. "You just never gave off the impression." He said. You let out a stifled moan from him grinding against you.

"You don't know how long I've wanted to have you like this. The things I've thought of doing to you." Jackson moaned into your neck. "Show me." You choked out and impatiently bucked your hips.

He quickly pushed your towel off along with his and pushed you down to your knees. "Show me what that pretty mouth can do." He moaned and looked down at you. You were quick to act, grabbing his hard member and licking the tip causing him to shudder. You took him into your mouth, and looked at him though your lashes. "Fuck Elliot" he half moaned and fisted your hair. You moaned causing the vibrations to further tease Jackson.

He bucked his hips and made you take him to his pubic bone. He pulled you up and turned you around and you quickly pressed your arms against the wall. Your body was aching and you felt hot all over, you ached for his touch and impatiently moved your ass against him. He held you still and grabbed his shaft, pumping it a few times before he teased your hole. "Let me open you up." He offered and you nodded not wanting to push your body over the limit. He slowly pushed in one finger moving it making you let out a pleased moan. He put in another, moving them move, opening you up. You let out a groan and he put a hand on your waist. "Easy" he coached and reached around you, grabbing your member and jerking you off. You relaxed into his grip and he pulled his fingers out and you whined at the loss. "It's okay baby" he cooed and slowly eased into you. You sighed at the fullness inside you and he bit his lip and moaned. "Fuck you're so tight" he groaned as he bottomed out.
He waiting for your okay before he started moving. "Oh fuck Jackson" he you moaned and moved your hips to add to the friction. Jackson moved his hips harder and faster, the sweat building up on his body. His eyes raked down your body and the way it reacted to his movements, to his touch.

Your eyes screwed shut as your hands pressed against the wall. You muttered nothing but curse words as you felt your body begin to reach its peak.

Jackson leaned down and kissed your back, reach to fist his fingers through your hair. "So beautiful" he muttered and cursed as he felt his climax nearing. "Jackson.. I'm close.." you moaned and cursed as you felt him hit the right spot. "Come on Elliot, you can do it, cum for me." He panted as he thrusters faster.

As You reached your peak, you let out a loud moan followed by Jacksons name as you painted the wall with your release. Jackson followed soon after, pulling out and cumming on your lower back.

You guys stayed silent for a bit, panting from the climax before Jackson spoke up. "Might wanna clean yourself up." He chuckled and slapped your ass making you jump. "I will" you laughed and turned on the shower. "But seriously what do you take?" Jackson asked causing you to turn to him with a glare. "I'm joking!" He defended. "But I wanted to ask, if you'd like to go out sometime." He asked and looked away. You smiled at his nervousness, "yeah I would." You said.

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A/N: towards the end I feel like it got horrible, I'll rewrite it if you'd like Elliot. Sorry for the wait xx