Jaime Preciado/OC smut

Rated R

Can you do one where "you" and Jaime fight because you thought he could be cheating but he wasn't, then you make it up to him by running a hot bubble bath and you have sex in the tub?

"What the fuck is this?!" You slammed pictures of some girls all over Jaime down on the table.

"Some fans got drunk, it was nothing." Jaime said calmly yet a little annoyed.

"Nothing? Nothing is what you're doing to get them off of you!"

"Y/N you weren't there, they were like that to all of the guys and it wasn't exactly an easy task to get them to go away."

"Yet somehow there are no pictures of them with the other guys, actually, I don't even see them in these pictures! They're nowhere near you Jaime! You're going to have to use a better excuse than that!" You yelled. Jaime stood up from the dining room table and looked at you, shaking his head.

"You're a fucking prick, I can't believe you! What do you not get enough sex at home that you have to go off and fuck some fake bitches on tour?! Am I not good enough for you?!"

"After all this time do you really think I would cheat on you?!" Jaime yelled back.

"I've only ever loved you Y/N! You should know that I would never do anything to hurt you!"

"Clearly." You said sarcastically pointing down to the pictures. Jaime was fuming. You've never seen him so mad, but he was also hurt.

"You need help. We've been together ten years now? And you're actually accusing me of cheating?! People always doubted us being together for any length of time back in high school, and we proved them wrong. Ten years Y/N. Not once have I ever looked at another woman the way I look at you!" Jaime had gotten closer to you, his face about a foot away for yours. He looked so mad you actually thought his face would turn red and steam would come from his ears. But you didn't care. You saw the pictures. Jaime standing there while some young girls clung to him inappropriately.

"The pictures don't lie Jaime!"

"Pictures can tell a million different stories! And don't you think the one I'm telling is a lot more probable?! Y/N I've stood by you in everything. Every mistake. Every decision. I was there! I was always there for you! And this is the thanks I get?! Months on tour, working my ass off then to come home to false accusations?!" Jaime had pinned you against the wall, one of his hands above your head resting on the wall and one beside you.

"You weren't there for me when I tried to kill myself." You said bluntly. Jaime's face dropped along with his arms. The color drained out of his face and his eyes started to water. He was silent. You reached for him but he turned away and left the room.

"Jaime!" You called after him. Fuck! You thought to yourself. As soon as the words left your mouth you knew you shouldn't have said them. One time when you were a teenager you and Jaime got into a fight, he ignored your calls all day. The day after he skipped school and still wouldn't return your calls. Jaime usually protected you at school because you got bullied a lot but since he wasn't there you got beat up and kicked around. You ended up getting really depressed and felt worthless. You tried to call him again, hoping he could make you feel better but he didn't answer. So you got your mom's medication and downed most of it. Next thing you knew, Jaime was crying over you in the hospital. He blamed himself for the whole thing. "If only I had just picked up the phone" he would repeat almost everyday. Finally things settled down and he never let anything happen to you again.

Now bringing it up again you knew you hit him hard and you felt terrible. You left the dining room and walked up the stairs to the bathroom. You turned on the water in the tub and filled it with bubbles. Once it was full you set candles around then left the room. You made your way to the bedroom. You walked in and saw Jaime sitting on the bed with his face to the floor.

"You know I never meant for any of that to happen. If only I had just answered the phone. I could have saved you from hurting yourself. I could have been there for you." Jaime said holding back tears. His voice shaky.

"Jaime, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to say that," You walked over to him and sat down. You put your hand on his shoulder,

"I'm so sorry, I love you so much. I didn't mean it. I shouldn't have accused you of cheating either, I know you would never hurt me, I don't know what I was thinking. I just get so paranoid with you being gone so much and feeling like you could do so much better. I'm really sorry." Tears started to form in your eyes too. Jaime looked at you, put his hand under your chin and kissed you. Tears slowly running down both of your faces.

"You should be sorry" Jaime said softly in-between kisses. A small smile formed on his lips. You grabbed his shoulders and straddled him.

"I know. Let me show you how sorry I am." You said looking into his eyes. You crushed your lips to his and started to grind into his hips. His hands moved up your sides and under your shirt, taking it off. You removed his shirt and let your hands roam his bare chest. You gave him one last kiss before standing up, you grabbed his hand and led him to the bathroom. You turned back to him and kissed his lips softly before working on removing his jeans while he worked on yours. Once you were stripped you both climbed into the bathtub, the hot water sending goosebumps all over your body. You straddled Jaime again and kissed him passionately. Lips moving perfectly together, tongues wrestling, hands roaming each others naked bodies. You could feel him growing harder underneath you so you lifted yourself onto him. His hard member filled you up making you moan softly. You started to move up and down as his hips thrust forward in tune with your movements. Jaime's hands caressed your wet breasts as he sucked on one. The water splashed as you rode him harder and faster, his hands moved to your hips as he thrust inside of you, hitting your G-spot. You screamed out his name as you climaxed, his wasn't long after yours. You settled down and rested for a moment before getting out of the tub and drying off. You put on some white boyshorts and a white and black sweater while Jaime put on some pajama pants. You climbed into bed together and laid there cuddling.

"I really do love you Y/N. I would never hurt you, ever." Jaime said rubbing your arm.

"I know. I'm so sorry Jaime. I was just being paranoid. I love you so much." You hugged him tightly, resting your head on his bare chest.

"It's okay. I love you too." Jaime whispered as you both fell asleep.