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omg-im-such-a-masochist · 6 days ago

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Hands Up

Summary: A little drabble with my favorite Buck.

Pairing: Nick Jackson x F!Reader

Warnings: +18, adult language, cursing, mentions of masturbation, roleplay, implied smut.

Tags: @theworldofotps , @writtingrose , @daddyhausen , @melissahausen , @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @sultryfandoms , @new-zealand-chic , @crowleysqueenofhell , @thealliasylum , @legit9thlunaticwarrior , @mjfass , @josiewrites , @seeingstarks , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch , @whenimakeitshine1234 , @moxkindagirl , @sunshinevirus , @im-just-a-mississippi-girl , @ripleyswhore , tahiri-veyla

“Yes?”

“Good afternoon, sir. License and registration please”

“Good afternoon…Is there a problem, officer?” Nick frowned at the female officer. Her sunglasses covered half of her face and she sighed heavily before speaking “There will be if you don’t give me your license and registration, sir”

‘Jesus, you have got to be kidding me’, Nick thought to himself before handing his documents over.

“One moment please” The woman walked back to her car, and through the rearview mirror, Nick watched her talking on the radio before making her way back to him.

“Sir, I’m going to need you to step out of the vehicle, please”

“I’m sorry, officer, but what’s going-”

“Sir, step out of the vehicle and place your hands on top of the hood, please” Her voice tone left no room for debate and Nick could only sigh heavily as he followed the officer’s order.

“Hands on the hood, sir”

“Alright, geez” Nick placed both hands on top of the warm metal and looked over his shoulder “Can I at least know what this is about?”

The female officer stepped closer to him and Nick could feel the warmth radiating from her body “You’re being wanted, sir”

“Am I what?!” Nick pulled his hands off the hood and tried to turn around but the officer placed the baton against his spine “Sir, get your hands back on the hood, that’s an order!”

“Look, you must be mistaking me for someone else-”

“Mr. Jackson, it would be better for you if you just shut your mouth” She placed her hands on his hips and began to slowly slide them down to his ass and back thighs.

“Hey, hey! What the hell are you doing?!” Nick looked back at her “A female officer can’t frisk a man, I know my rights!”

“Oh, do you?!” She pulled her sunglasses down to the tip of her nose and that’s when Nick caught a glimpse of the familiar intensity in her eyes. “Be quiet, Mr. Jackson”.

He felt his heartbeat going back to its usual pace as relief flooded his veins. “Jesus Christ, you scared the shit out of me!” Nick chuckled but his lips soon became a thin line when he felt her hand on his bulge

“Mr. Jackson, I thought I’d advise you to shut up” Her smile was evil as her hand sank inside his jeans. She cupped his half-hard cock through the boxer briefs and Nick let out a low moan “What are you searching for anyway?”

“Weapons or any sort of thing that can be used as a weapon” She turned Nick around and took a handful of his - now fully hard - cock and let her forefinger scrape the slit on the tip.

“Oh, I can use that as a weapon. Just bend over the hood, pull your pants down and I’ll show you” He smirked before she placed the baton against his lips, making him bite around the plastic.

“That mouth will earn you a pair of handcuffs and a ride on the backseat of the car, Mr. Jackson. So I’d be very careful if I were you”.

A muffled “Yes, ma’am” left Nick’s lips as his eyes stopped at the open buttons of her navy blouse. The push-up bra made her breasts appear fuller, appealing to Nick’s primal instincts of sliding his tongue across her skin.

“Now, Mr. Jackson, do you have any sort of illicit drugs or lethal weapon inside your car?” She pulled her hand away from his jeans so Nick could answer her properly.

“Apart from this lethal boner?” Nick chuckles “No, ma’am”.

“You’re quite the jester, huh, Mr. Jackson? Let’s see if you’ll keep it up when I take you for a ride back to the police station”.

“I’ll gladly go, officer” Nick stated, hungrily staring at how the dark blue fabric hugged her ass as she bent down to check the inside of his car.

“Fuck me” He mumbled under his breath, eyes still focused on her ass, while using his right hand to cup his hard-on through the jeans.

She looked over her shoulder just in time to see Nick squeezing his hard cock through the thick fabric.

“Are you seriously masturbating in front of a police officer, Mr. Jackson?” She gasped in shock, quickly pushing herself away from his car, but not before Nick grabbed a handful of her ass.

“I’m not masturbating per se, ma’am. I’m just checking the damage you’ve caused” Nick smirked when she tried her best to keep a composed face.

“That’s it, Mr. Jackson! You’re coming with me” She snarled, grabbing Nick by his elbow and pulling him towards the police car.

“Can I at least call my wife to let her know that I’m gonna be late for dinner?”

She stopped beside the back door of her car, “Make it short”, she stated once Nick grabbed his phone from his denim’s side pocket.

Nick pressed his wife's contact picture before placing the phone against his ear. He couldn’t help the evil grin that took over his lips when she answered.

“Hey, Angel. Something came up and I’m gonna be late, so don’t worry about dinner, ok?”

Her eyes stared at her husband’s blue orbs as she simply answered back, “Okay, baby”, and hung up to open the back door of the car for him.

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