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The Fast and the Furious Franchise (2001 - )
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A garage? How we gonna do that, bruh?
2 FAST 2 FURIOUS (2003) dir. John Singleton
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PAUL WALKER in 2 FAST 2 FURIOUS (2003) dir. John Singleton
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devon aoki as suki in 2 fast 2 furious (2003) 💞✨
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Joy Ride
𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐
𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐
Pairing: Brian O'Conner X Fem!Reader
Description: Brian finds you walking home late one night and offers you a ride, which turns into a night-long joy ride around Miami.
Warnings: Fluff, Speeding, Friends Or Future Lovers? (You Decide)
Word Count: 2.2k
A/N: Sooooo, I watched 2 Fast 2 Furious for the first time a around a month ago and this guy has been on my mind ever since. I have always really loved Paul Walker so this was bound to happen eventually. 😂 I don't know if I plan to write more for him or if this will just be a one time thing, but I have been working on this fic for quite some time now and I'm happy to finally be posting it. More to come from other beloved characters soon! Enjoy the fic and if you want more Brian O'Conner fics in the future, let me know in the comments or inbox! 🖤 (Also did any of you get the reference in the name? 👀)
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𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐
2002
The air is pretty cool for a night in Miami, but I don't mind. I walk with my hands in the pockets of my hoodie, protecting them from the slight chill. It's nothing too intense, but I haven't been used to being in cooler temperatures for awhile now.
I walk quickly down the sidewalk as a few cars pass from time to time. The sounds of their engines make my fingers and feet tingle a little, my body missing the feeling of the steering wheel gripped in my fingers and the gas pedal under my foot.
I wrecked pretty badly during my last race, resulting in my car becoming too banged up to drive. Most street racers have other cars to fall back on. Unfortunately for me, my girl was all I had. Now I'm left to walk on foot until I can get enough money to fix her.
The ambiance in the street is pretty calm until I hear the familiar rumble of a very specific engine approaching my side. To my surprise, that iconic silver and blue Nissan Skyline pulls up, slowing down to drive at my walking speed. But the slick paint job or glowing underbody isn't what makes it difficult to look away. The driver is none other than the man who beat me in my last race, Brian O'Conner.
I'm met with a kind smile as he rolls down his windows, his bright blue eyes glancing up at me from the shadows of the interior. There is just something about that man that draws me in. I could never tell what exactly it was, but it pulled me in his direction like a bee to a flower every time I was in the same location as him.
"Ey, need a ride?" He queries in a rasied voice, nearly shouting over the Skyline's growl.
Though it's tempting, I don't want to throw a wrench in any plans he may have. Knowing him, he has another street race or date to get to at this hour. So, despite the aching pain in my feet that is screaming in protest, I respond casually, "Nah, man. I'm good. Home's not too far away anyway, y'know?"
Even though it wouldn't take him too long, it would be pretty pointless to drive only a couple blocks anyway. He takes a mere second to let my words sink in and find an answer, his eyes hopeful as they are taken off the road and landing on me once more.
"We don't gotta take you home. The night's still—" He checks his watch, and his eyes widen slightly as he realizes the time. "—Well, middle-aged, but that don't gotta stop the fun."
I can't contain a faint chuckle at his dumb joke, rolling my eyes as I do so. The next thing I know, my feet are subconsciously coming to a stop, and he gently lays on the brakes. His car is also stopping right beside where I now stand, but the engine still purrs softly to alert all of its consciousness.
"Ah, c'mon, girl. Let's live a little, eh?" He flashes me that dangerous half-smirk that beckons me forward into mischief. It now dawns on me that he might not have the intention of taking me home, which is intriguing in a way.
I contemplate my options for a moment. The only thing waiting for me at home is a couple bottles of beer and some cold pizza left in the fridge from the night prior. It seems like I've been spending most of my time alone lately. Maybe it would be good to spend some time in good company.
"Alright," I give in with a subtle but still noticeable sigh, backing down in my mental debate.
He reaches across and opens the passenger door for me as I round the car, its headlights illuminating me for a brief moment as I cross in front of the bumper before hoping into the seat offered to me. It felt weird being in the left seat and not having a steering wheel before me. I could never get used to those foreign imported cars.
But regardless, it sure is a beauty. The leather interior smells oddly fresh and calming, with a faint hint of exhaust filtering through the open windows. It's clear he just cleaned her up. Brian was always the type to take care of his rides.
I pull the seatbelt across my chest and lock it in securely, mentally preparing myself for the wild ride I know damn well he is about to take me on. He looks at me and flashes me that cocky yet proud smile as he revvs the engine for only a moment before taking off into the night.
With windows down and speed carrying us, I feel like I'm floating on air. The soft breeze I felt only moments ago is now a fast wind in my hair, and the soft ambiance of the nightlife in Miami is now disturbed by a machine growl.
I glance over at him, and it's as if time slows for just a minute as I take in how happy he is. He's a simple man. He doesn't need the fancy things in life, just a fast car to make the corners of his lips part into that iconic grin I have grown to love.
"Wanna get fuckin' nuts?" He asks me, his voice taking me out of my thoughts and putting me back into reality. That's when I notice that mischievous look in his ocean blue eyes, their pupils blown wide with adrenaline.
Hm... Blue and full of adrenaline, like the blood pumping in our veins.
"What?" I blurt out, not fully comprehending what he is asking, until my gaze wanders down to where his thumbs hovers over the nitro buttons.
I look at the road ahead, seeing that it is completely barren of all life, and I can't help but smirk at the thought of what he is suggesting. It's a dangerous game—playing with speed in such a way—but a thrilling one, for sure.
Taking my eyes off the road ahead to look back at him, I notice the hopeful glint once again in his eyes, only pushing my thought process toward wanting to comply. So without a second breath, I cheer, "Fuck yeah!"
With a simple click of two buttons at once, we are off like a rocket in space. Suddenly, the street lights look like comets, and the lines on the road are just blurs of colors. It's oddly beautiful in a way, and I marvel at how it ignites my soul with such a unique feeling, which I can't possibly seek from anything else. My fingers dig into the sides of my seat as my heart pounds against my ribcage like thunder, both overwhelmed but thirsty for more of this intoxicating rush.
Though Brian only lets this last for a moment, just seconds passed that will remain with me for an eternity. We laugh as the car slows to a semi-normal speed again. My smile is so wide, I can feel my face begin to hurt.
But I don't care. I am just so high on the thrill that my mind is lost in a cloudy space of euphoria. It's crazy how the night went from a quiet walk home to taking a joy ride with one of my rivals, but I wouldn't have it any other way.
Once our laughter dies down, the soft purr of the engine is the only thing heard yet again as we both seemingly get lost in our own thoughts. What is he thinking? I wish I knew. The only thing on my mind is how happy I am. It isn't until a couple minutes later that he speaks his mind, taking a deep breath before his lips finally form the words he has been pondering.
"We should do this more often," he suggests in that nonchalant tone he carries quite regularly for someone with such excitement in his life. "Y'know, hang out outside the racing world? You're a cool girl."
I can't repress how my smile softens for a moment at his words as my eyes flick over in his direction while a million responses filter through my mind. This guy is a legend—a local celebrity, if you will. To have this opportunity is an honor. However, I don't necessarily get the vibe of entitlement from him. Instead, his atmosphere reflects something else—something friendly and inviting.
"And you're a cool guy. I'd love to hang with you more often." I reply, trying to sound chill but coming off way more sincere than intended. Though he doesn't seem to mind, in fact, he seems to be pleased with my response.
The next thing I know, he is pulling into a public beach. Its sands are abandoned by any human life due to the lateness of time, though the footprints of the visitors that day still remain like ghosts of the past, their memories carved in the sand until they get washed away by the waves.
He locks the car in park, unhooks his seatbelt, and gets out. I watch through the windshield as he rounds the side of it to rest back on the hood. My eyes study him as he lifts himself to sit on the hood, not once looking back to see if I leave the car as well. It's almost as if he expects me to.
So to fulfill his silent expectations, I swing my door open and hop out after freeing myself from my seatbelt, nearly stumbling as the ground is unexpectedly unsteady where I stand. My feet sink into the sand, and I'm grateful I chose to wear boots tonight over anything else.
Once out of my sticky situation, I take a moment to appreciate the freshness in the air—the sweet smell of the ocean before me for just a second. After approaching him, I rest beside him on the hood, watching the waves crash before us. It reminds me that life is quite like the sea. It's unpredictable, a little scary at times, but beautiful in many unique ways. I release a soft breath, my body relaxing in this calming moment.
"I remember the first time I saw you pull up in that black Trans Am to the race. Fuckin' engine and bass on your stereo roaring over the sound of the crowd." He chuckles while he reminisces about old memories.
"Buni," I correct him as I smile fondly, thinking about the beauty that's currently under a tarp in my garage, just waiting to be repaired and set free on the road once again.
"Yeah, Buni." He parrots me in an almost teasing way. I know he finds the fact that I named my car ridiculous, but I can see it in his eyes that it amuses him all the same. "You're something else, (L/N). A damn good racer, though."
My heart flutters at the compliment, and I feel my cheeks heat up with this familiar warmth that only he ignites in me best. The soft breeze blows through my hair as I think of a reply, running through my strains like an angel's fingertips. But it's not the breeze nor the location that has me in such a calm and joyful state.
I continue to study him—the way his blonde curls blow in the breeze, the corners of his lips turning up ever so slightly to show his contentment, his biceps flexing ever so slightly as he crosses his arms over his chest. It amazes me how all the different shades of blue in his iris reflect the scene before us. It's like I could literally drown in them each time I gaze into them to admire their beauty.
"Yeah? You and your Skyline ain't so bad either." I finally quip with a small bit of sarcasm dripping from my tone after forcing myself out of where my mind has disappeared to for a short time. He smiles softly at my words, because it's evident how I really feel about him. He knows, and I know that, but I don't really care anymore.
We talk until sunrise and watch as the black sky fades into orange and pink, blending with the stars to make them barely visible. Though they are out of sight, I know they still shine brightly above us, like angels waiting for us in heaven. It's quite special—maybe even magical.
The sea reflects the morning sun as it rises from the horizon, its golden rays shining upon us as we remain on the hood of the car. It's just us out here in our own little world. If I learned anything from last night, it's not the place that makes a moment special, but the person you share it with.
I don't know where this road will take us. I know it will be a long one—with plenty of traffic and bumps ahead—but the ride will be an enjoyable one with a new friend in the seat next to me as we speed through it all. And if we happen to get separated some point along the way, I know in my heart that I'll see him again.
𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐
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DEVON AOKI as 'Suki' 2 Fast 2 Furious | 2003
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devon aoki in 2 fast 2 furious & d.e.b.s.
#devon aoki icons#devon aoki#2 fast 2 furious#suki#debs#dominique icons#suki icons#d.e.b.s.#debs icons#girls icons#00s icons#random icons#2 fast 2 furious icons#site model icons#female icons
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DEVON AOKI as SUKI 2 FAST 2 FURIOUS (2003), dir. John Singleton
#devon aoki#2 fast 2 furious#filmedit#filmgifs#fyeahmovies#filmtvdaily#cinemapix#devonaokiedit#junkfooddaily#cinematv#userbbelcher#usernowz#tuserlou#usersjoy#tuserhan#usersavana#usermorgan#usersugar#usersha#by ines#*#action#aventure#thriller#2000s
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Day 22 of Kinktober: Married to Brian O’Conner
Pairing: Brian O’Conner x fem!reader
Warning: unprotected sex, riding, hickeys
Y/N’s POV
Yes, I’m indeed married to an undercover cop and yes I have to come with him to be his ‘girlfriend’ if we go anywhere for a mission. This time his mission is about drug dealers, and he doesn’t want me to come with him this time because I might get hurt or even worse if I go with him.
One morning, Brian came home beat up, so I patch him up.
“What happened?” I said while dabbing some hydrogen peroxide on his wounds on his cheekbone.
“This asshole, beat me up because I won the drag race.” He weakly said.
“Who?” I said.
“His name is Vince.”
“He sounds like an asshole.” I said trying to check if there’s more wounds.
He chuckles.
“So, this guy that I’m talking to, another drug dealer, Dominic, he wants me to go to his house, do you want to go with me?” He says giving me the puppy dog eyes.
“You told me you don’t want me to get involved because it could be dangerous.” I say.
“It won’t be this time honey, alright?”
“Fine, what do you want me to wear, something normal?”
“Just without your ring baby.”
I already know what he’s saying, here we go again, I hope this goes well.
THE NEXT DAY
We go to Dominic’s house and I kinda get nervous, I hope this goes well. I got introduced to the others and Vince, I guess, came and when he saw Brian, he looked beyond pissed, I wonder why. Vince came back to eat some food. The food was actually delicious.
When Brian and I came home, he couldn’t take his hands off of me.
“You did a good job being my girlfriend hon.” Brian wraps his arms around my waist.
“I mean I am your wife Bri.” I chuckle.
“How about I give you an award for being good.” He unzips my sundress.
“You should do this each time I help you with a mission baby.” I say letting the dress slip off my shoulders to the floor.
“I should.” He smiles.
He picks me up to take us to our bed and lays me down and he takes his clothes off, I need him. He takes my underwear off and begins to make love to me slowly. I moan and began to scratch his back, he goes faster which is making me gasp in his neck. I give him some hickeys and he starts to give me some hickeys as well. My coworkers are going to be teasing me about these hicks. I flip us over so I can be on top, I start to ride him which made him groan and dig his fingers in my waist. I ride him faster, I cum on his cock. Fuck, I miss him so much, I can’t believe that he has the night shift so I have to sleep alone and I have to think of him while I play with myself, Brian knows that I play with myself, he caught me one time.
After him cumming inside me, we lay on the bed, I lay on his chest and he pecks my head, I look at him and I can see his soft eyes looking straight at me, I feel safe and happy around him. While we were at the BBQ he could tell that I felt like I needed to be around him so he wrapped his arms around my stomach, which makes me feel safe.
I’m so glad we’re married, happy together and we can protect each other, mostly Brian protecting me.
#fanfic#fanfiction#kinktober 2023#kinktober#paul walker#brian o'conner#fast and the furious#fast and furious#brian o’conner smut#2 fast 2 furious#fast x#fast and the furious movies#early 2000s#2000s
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Can you make a smutty 1shot that lead 2 the ‘drunkenly mistake’ pls
WASSUP BULLET
WARNINGS: MATURE CONTENT, DRINKING
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“I’m not talkin’ to you O’Conner . Matter of fact. How did you find me. Wait — I don’t wanna know,” Carson rolled her eyes, as she took another sip of her drink. “You’re a cop right? That’s just professional stalkin’.”
“I told you I quit,” Brian said, sitting down with a corona in hand.
They were currently at one of Tej’s cribs, everyone had vacated apart from them, something Brian manufactured. They were sitting on opposite ends of an L-shaped leather couch. The lights were dim and slow Jams played in the through the room.
“But you went back, workin’ undercover ‘cause they’re on your ass and now you’re stuck doin’ shit you don’t wanna do.” She pointed out, rolling her eyes at his shocked expression. “Your friend told me.”
“Dammit Roman,” he cursed, facing her with apprehension, “It’s not what you think.”
Carson shrugged, “You’re a cop O’Conner. You’re a liar, you lied to me, and I don’t even know why I’m sayin’ this to you. Leave, so I can get back to drinkin’”
He dismissed what she said, and leaned forward on his knees, “Why are you drinkin’? I thought Pink Gin was your favourite.”
Carson was drinking a Corona as well, something he never thought to see.
She tensed, “Things change people change.”
“You haven’t changed,” he shook his head.
“I had to. Repeatin’ mistakes is kinda my thing. Fall for bad men, liars, manipulators… I had to change so it doesn’t happen again. It can’t happen again.”
She wasn’t wearing her infamous pink clothes. She pulled off black effortlessly, but it wasn’t her. He knew that.
“You’re smart Carson, you have a big heart,” he said.
“Don’t pretend that you know me,” Carson scoffed.
“I love you.” That’s how I know you.
“Ewww, stop. Go. I don’t need to hear this bullshit,” she grimaced.
Brian sighed, “It’s not bullshit. I wouldn’t lie about that. Ever.”
“Sure,” she said wryly, side eying him when he seemed to shift closer.
“I’ll prove it to you.”
“No you won’t ‘cause I know you.”
“You do. All those shitty things I did, hurt you. But you know that I could take it back in a heartbeat.” He said, so sure of himself. “But I’ll prove it to you. This to you. Let’s play a game.”
“No,” she took a swig of her drink and averted her gaze.
“A drinkin’ game. You answer the question, I drink. You don’t answer, you take an item of clothin’ off.”
Her eyes widened, “You’re sick.”
“What do you have to lose?”
“Nothin’ thanks to you.” She retorted, his face stilled.
He cleared his throat, “Let me make it —“
“— up to me. I know.” She groaned, realising he wasn’t gonna leave her alone. She doubt he ever would. “Fine. Hearin’ your voice is more bearable when I’m drinkin’.” She mockingly gestured to him, “Ladies first, you start.”
His stupid grin made her roll her eyes again.
“Do you still love me?” He asked, gaze trained on her, waiting an answer.
“Really?”
“Yes really.”
Brian suppressed a sigh when she didn’t answer but let his eyes wonder as she peeled off her shirt. Red lace caught his attention, the detailed bra he couldn’t help but fixate on.
“My eyes are up here.”
His eyes flickered up, to see her slightly glare, “I know. Your turn.”
She clicked her tongue before asking, “Have you hooked up with anyone since me?”
“No,” he didn’t hesitate.
She laughed, “Liar.”
Brian rolled his shoulders back, adding on, “I’ve tried. To get over you. But all I could think about was you.”
Carson begrudgingly took a sip of her drink realising he was telling the truth. She wasn’t how to take it, sure, it was a compliment or at least she thought it was. But he also wanted to forget her, get over her with various women.
“Have you hooked up with anyone since me?” Brian asked, maintaining eye contact.
“Yes.”
He clenched his jaw at the blatant lie, “Don’t lie to me Carson.”
“Fine no.” Brian grinned against his drink as he took a sip. “Shut up.”
“Lyin’ should mean you should take somethin’ else off…”he trailed off.
She quirked a brow, “You just wanna get me naked.”
He would never say no to that, “I want you. I can’t deny that Sonny.”
“Don’t call me that. And fine. The games the game, I’ll take somethin’ off.” Her shoes came off. “And now that’s three. This is unfair.”
“The game is the game.”
She scoffed, “Ugh, I shouldn’t have agreed for this.”
“Fine look.” Brian stripped off his top, amused that her eyes flickered to his chest. “Come closer.”
“What? No,” her nose scrunched up.
“You scared?” He teased.
“No.” She reluctantly shifted closer, not wanting to give him any satisfaction, “now drink.”
Brian took an another swig, before taking off his converse sneakers.
“You didn’t have to…” she trailed off.
“I know,” He nodded.
Two more bottles were opened, their words started to slur and bodies relaxed. Carson preferred to strip than be honest, Brian just liked taking off his clothes.
“Do you want to go?” He asked, staring into her eyes.
“No.” It was the alcohol talking, she told me herself. “Do you want to stay?”
“No,” he answered cheekily.
“Liar.”
Brian stripped down to his boxers and socks.
“You did that on purpose,” Carson accused, taking an unnecessary sip.
Both of them ended up drinking more. One bottle turned to two.
“You miss me,” he said.
She took of her skirt and socks, leaving her in her red underwear.
He was practically drooling.
“You want me,” she stated.
Brian took off his socks as if he didn’t want to scream ‘yes’ at the top of his lungs.
“You love me.”
Carson stilled, before unclipping the back of her bra, letting it drop to her lap, before pushing it onto the floor.
Brian’s eyed her hungrily, senselessly shuffling closer.
“What was it that I did to you, that had you so horny?” She groaned at the question, despite the goosebumps rising all over her body. “Come on, tell me. Our secret.” He gestured between them, “Was it the neck kisses? I know how much you loved them.” His eyes were hungry with lust. “Or just me going down on you in public?”
“Brian.”
“You called me Brian,” he grinned. She had been calling him O’Conner all day, to prove a point and he was sick of it.
“That’s your name genius,” she sassed.
“Answer the question. You don’t. You still have a lot of clothes left to take off.” A thong was hardly anything, which is exactly why he wanted them gone. “Was it when I gripped your thigh when I was drivin’? Or stared at you and nothing else when I was speedin’?” Her breath hitched when she caught the veins in his hands. “Remember when you told me to pull over and just jumped on me.”
“I did not jump on you,” that caused him to lean closer, face contorting as he lifted a hand to lightly brush over her face, making her squirm in her seat.
“Rode me so hard, I forgot my own name.” He said lowly, “Come on tell me, baby.” He licked his lips, drawing her heated gaze. “What about me did you miss so much? That you couldn’t let someone else touch you ‘cause it wouldn’t be the same. I know what it was about you.”
“What was it?” She asked quietly.
“I’ll tell you when you sit on my lap.”
He thought he would be met with an argument, a fuss, but she slid across so easily, straddling his lap as he caressed her waist.
“You wanted this all along,” she tsked, playfully shaking her head.
“Never stopped,” he said, dipping his down to kiss each of her breasts, emitting a small ‘fuck’ from the Baker Driver. “That’s what I missed. The moans. No one sounds like you. No is better than you,” he groaned when she started to move against him, grazing his hardened state as she grinded against him. “That’s it, good girl.”
“We shouldn’t.” She said breathily.
He tugged her closer, “We should.”
“Suki’ll be back soon.”
“Then we’ll have to be quick.”
“You were never quick,” she whimpered.
“And you’re never quiet baby, just keep moving like that.” He guided her hips. He was painfully hard. “Shit. I’ve missed you. Just like that.”
She bit down on her bottom lip, “Just like that.”
“You just had to wear this red number didn’t you?” His fingers briefly trailed over her thong.
A small giggle escaped her, “Prefer it to pink?”
“Nothing will beat pink on you. But this, shit.”
Their lips finally met in a lustful frenzy. She gripped his hair, whilst pulling his boxers down, and the next they knew his dick was freed. He slid it under her, pulling her hips back down and moving her thong to the side. At the sensation of his dick rubbing her slit, she threw her head back with a whine. Desire roared through her like a bullet.
She was dripping against him.
Carson’s head tilted back as she rolled her hips.
His hands moved to grip her ass, encouraging her to keep riding him. All she could feel was him. All she wanted to feel was him. Gasps and moans slipped from her as she allowed herself to be overtaken and drawn into an ocean of pleasure. She could feel herself rising higher and higher, riding the wave. Her mind was becoming delirious from the fire in her veins and the motion of her hips rocking over his exposed dick.
“That’s it.” Brian grunted, he couldn’t look away, thrusting against her making her back arch. “And you wanted to lie and say you didn’t miss me, huh,” He licked a scalding line up her sternum, only to swirl his tongue around one of her nipples, making her cry out. "Come, baby."
She chanted. "Please."
He watched her unashamedly as her orgasm hit her. Her lips parted, eyes closed and head thrown back, mewing loudly. After her euphoric wave washed over, Brian’s thrust staggered, before he retracted his dick and spurting onto her stomach.
“Fuck.”
Ragged breaths escaped her as she stared at him, struggling for breath.
Seconds passed when Brian thought regret seeped through, but she instead, gently palmed his cheek, bashfully and drunkenly smiling at him before drawing him into a sweet kiss.
He whispered, “Let’s go to my place, we can continue this there.”
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a/n:
thank you for the request, took me a while to figure out what I wanted to do. Alcohol and feelings shouldn’t mix!
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