#I’ve had maybe one day of rest between my shifts and also vacation and Ik it’ll even out eventually but I’ve been picking up extra days so-

[artnerd1123]

Pros of new job:

Fit in instantly

Realistic and well managed expectations from supervisors

Own cart of supplies to upkeep and maintain

Job varies a bit day to day but generally same thing

Hits that sweet spot of moving fast but detailed enough but not EXCRUCIATINGLY detailed that I’m perfect at

Cool coworkers

18 min drive

$15-18 hourly pay

Easy to make up hours missed

Cons of new job:

I am so tired

[pedroscurls]

Title: Playing with Fire

@negantrashlucille23​ requested: Maybe OC being the daughter of a very important customer... but like Ike is still married so that there can be some angst but there's definitely something between Ike and OC And smut x) fluff anything you want really ^.^

Character(s): Ike Evans and Reader Summary: Your father stays in one of the suites at the Miramar Playa, and the hotel’s owner, caters to his every need. But, when you finally see what this man looks like, you cannot help but tease him every chance you could get. Word Count: 2,877 Warning: SMUT!!! Author’s Note: Thank you, @negantrashlucille23​ for this request! It was so much fun to write. Plus, I wanted this to be as steamy as possible, so I hope I accomplished that! I also changed it from being Ike and an OC to Ike and the Reader, if you don’t mind! Thank you again, and enjoy! :-)

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You have been staying at the Miramar Playa for almost a week now. You agreed on going to this vacation with your father, who seemed very excited that you decided to join him. You were never really close with your father after he and your mother divorced, but he provided you with things that you didn’t need, but want.

He helped with the materialistic things while your mother fulfilled every other aspect of your life in terms of emotional help and plainly just being there. Your father thought it was best to buy your love, and sometimes, it didn’t matter.

“Are you going to finally come with me to the casino today?” he asks.

“No. I’m going to go swimming,” you reply.

“Again? I’m surprised you haven’t gotten sunburnt.”

“I get that from you, dad.”

Slowly, he walks over to you and kisses your cheek. “You know I love you, right? I’m trying here and I’m glad that you’re letting me.”

You sigh, nodding up at him. “I know. I may be older now, but I’m glad you’re making an effort.”

He smiles, “All right. I’m going to go and gamble. Ike’s told me that he’s allowed you to swim at his own pool. How’s that?”

“It’s nice. I hit it off with his wife really well, so that’s a good thing. I’d hate for her to get the wrong idea,” you lie. You had been spending majority of your time with Ike, doing your best to tease him despite knowing that he was married.

“She’s pretty, but she isn’t you, honey.” he compliments.

“Okay, dad. Kinda pushing it there,” you laugh, kissing his cheek. “Go on and go to the casino. I’ll be fine.”

He nods, leaving the suite as you walk to the balcony. You were taking a break before starting your graduate program, so you took every opportunity to focus less on school and more on having fun. Since graduating with your bachelor’s, it was difficult to find a job. It had only been a few months, but you didn’t want your father to help even though you knew he would do his damn best to make sure you had a job.

He always promised you that you didn’t have to work just as long as he was alive because he would take care of everything. You, on the other hand, didn’t want to rely on him. You wanted to be able to earn your money because of your own hard work.

You slip on a black two-piece bathing suit and decide to head up to Ike’s swimming pool. Once before, you had caught Vera swimming naked and when she saw you, she simply smiled. She assumed that Ike was allowing you to swim because your father was a very important customer.

Since then, you stopped seeing her around the swimming pool. You wondered if it was because Ike spoke to her.

Once you make it to the pool, you glance up at the balcony to see Ike standing there in a black and white suit, a cigar between his lips, and a glass of alcohol in his hand. When you make eye contact, you smile innocently and bend down to stretch your limbs.

Ike would make suggestive comments at you every time you tried to get his attention, but you knew he would never act on it. He was married and very much in love with Vera. Though, that didn’t mean he couldn’t daydream.

You dive into the pool, welcoming the cold water dampening your skin. You swim across the large pool and once you finally reach the opposite end, you resurface and hold onto the ledge. You notice a pair of dress shoes in front of you and you look up, smiling once you notice Ike.

“Hi,” he says.”

“Hello, Mr. Evans,” you reply.

Ike narrows his eyes, watching as you pull yourself from the pool. His eyes rake over your body, watching the droplets of water roll down your skin as he notices the black two-piece swimsuit you were wearing.

“You don’t ever get tired of swimming?” he asks.

“Not when I’ve got such an attractive audience member,” you tease.

“You’re playing with fire, [Y/N]…”

“I know, but that means you are too.”

“I would never cheat on Vera, you know that, right?” he whispers.

“Who said I was interested in you?” you lie.

“Who are you interested in then?”

“Well, you have an extremely handsome son named Stevie.”

Ike arches a brow, taking a sip of his alcohol. “You don’t seem like a woman who likes to go for men her age.”

“And what makes you think that?”

“Because the way you’re looking at me right now is saying something else entirely,” he replies.

“Ike, you know nothing about me.”

“I know enough. Your father talks a lot about you, [Y/N].”

“My father?”

“Mhm.”

“Yeah, then you don’t know anything. My father doesn’t even know me.” you mumble, walking to your towel and beginning to dry your body so that you can tan. When you lie on the beach chair, you recline it enough that you can lie down. You decide to lie on your abdomen, reaching back to undo your bikini top to get an even tan.

Ike bites the inside of his cheek, keeping his resolve as he sits at the edge of your chair. “He says you’re very funny. You like taking pictures, swimming, and you just graduated with your bachelor’s degree. Seems like I know enough.”

You scoff, “Those are just simple facts. My dad doesn’t know the kind of guys I like to go for.”

“I do.”

“And what makes you think that?”

Ike arches a brow and glances around. Vera was at the salon with his daughter, getting a massage and their nails done. It was a spa day for both girls and he was all alone, so maybe just touching you would do no harm.

You stiffen at the feel of his rough fingertips grazing your bare back, running from the nape of your neck down to your backside and back up lightly.

“Ike…”

“If you weren’t into older men, you wouldn’t keep coming back to my pool, [Y/N].”

“Maybe I just want to swim in peace.”

“Or maybe you just want to see me,” he replies.

“I think you’re looking too much into this, Ike.”

“I don’t think so, [Y/N]. You know, I am a married man.”

“Then why are your hands inching closer to my ass?”

Ike retracts his hand, biting his lower lip embarrassingly. Usually, he could contain himself, but there was something about you that lured him in. He had seen naked women that weren’t his wife, but he never paid much attention.

You, on the other hand, he couldn’t take his eyes off of. He notices that your breasts are pressed against the chair, causing your sideboobs to look all the more appealing.

Grinning mischievously, you sit up and hold up your bikini top, leaning up to let your lips rest against Ike’s ear. You knew it was wrong to seduce a married man, but you couldn’t help it. Ike was too attractive to just let go without having one good fuck.

“You can prove your point if you come up to my room tonight,” you offer.

Ike pulls back to look at you. He looks surprised; he was definitely not expecting you to offer him a night of fun.

“We’ll see.” Ike grins.

“Yeah, I guess we will.” you drop your hands, which also drops your bikini top and quietly mumble an ‘oops’ before lying back down.

Ike gets a good glimpse at your breasts, shifting on the beach chair before he stands up. He slips on his signature sunglasses and lets his eyes run over your body once more.

“Have a good swim, [Y/N].”

“I will, thank you, Ike. Think about my offer.”

“Oh, I’ve already made a decision,” he responds.

“And?”

“And you will see,” he grins, leaving you alone and in peace.

As big as the cabana your father was staying at, you had decided to have your own room. It was much smaller and something you were much more used to back at home, but even then, your father insisted that you have the best view that this hotel had to offer.

It didn’t disappoint. You spent majority of your afternoons on the balcony, sipping on a glass of wine in a tank top and panties as you watched the sun begin to set below the horizon. It was a beautiful sight every night.

Before going to your balcony to watch the sunset, you decide to head downstairs to the bar. You slip on a pair of leggings and head to the elevator. Before you see the doors close, a slimmer woman slides through and smiles politely.

It was Vera and immediately, you smile nervously. All you could think about was your offer to Ike and how you couldn’t believe you actually had done it.

“[Y/N], so nice to see you,” she grins.

“Hi, Vera. It’s nice to see you too. Going somewhere?”

“I am. I’m grabbing a few drinks with an old friend of mine. Ike practically begged me not to go. His jealousy was acting up,” Vera laughs, running a hand through her perfect curls.

“Well, with you looking like that, he has every right to be jealous,” you reply. You needed to sound normal and not like you just had hit on her husband.

Vera laughs quietly. It was hard for you to dislike her since Vera was so humble and sweet. You wanted to take back your offer to Ike, but deep down, you wanted to know what it was like to be with a man his age. Besides, after this vacation, you would never see him again.

Once the doors open, you wave goodbye to Vera and walk to the bar to purchase a new bottle of wine. You glance around and notice the array of older men sitting at various booths with younger hookers in each arm. You scoff quietly to yourself and see Ike approaching you at the corner of your eye.

You bite your lower lip when you feel a hand resting on your lower back, glancing up at him.

“The wine’s on me,” he tells the bartender who simply nods, smiling politely.

“You didn’t have to do that,” you reply, taking the wine and walking back to the elevators in hopes to make it to your room just in time for the sun to set.

“Perks of knowing the owner,” he winks. He follows you into the elevators and arches a brow, glancing around absently. Ike had told previous investors to not install security cameras into the elevators, but he couldn’t help but make sure.

Once the doors shut, Ike quickly walks over to you and cups your cheek. You immediately lean against his touch and smile, turning your head to kiss the inside of his wrist.

“I shouldn’t be doing this,” he says.

“I know you shouldn’t…”

“But I want to.”

“I do too,” he whispers, leaning down so that your lips are inches away from his own. Slowly, Ike eliminates the space between the both of you and presses his lips against yours. He kisses you slowly, taking his time to memorize the feel of your lips.

His hand moves to your hip, gripping it tightly as he pulls you to his chest. With one of your hands occupied with holding the wine bottle, the other tugs on his tie to bring him further down into the intense lip lock.

For a few minutes, your lips move against his, flicking your tongue repeatedly against the roof of his mouth once he parts his lips. One of his strong hands move to grasp your backside, causing you to press your front against him and in that moment, you immediately feel his growing bulge.

“Ike…”

“[Y/N]…”

“So, does that mean you’re going to accept my offer?”

Ike grins, “It’s a one time thing.”

“Yes, just a one time thing.”

He nods, stepping out of the elevator and leads you to your room. Once he steps inside, Ike grabs the bottle of wine and sets it on the table nearby before hoisting you up into his arms. You wrap your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck as he kisses along your neck.

He sets you down on the bed and pulls back, undoing his tie and setting it aside neatly along with his blazer. You allow Ike to undress for you, watching as his little mannerisms are on full display for you to see. He removes his suit and sets it on the chair neatly before looking down at his boxers.

You notice the tattoos that were on his skin and the hair on his chest leading down to his abdomen and disappearing past his boxers. You bite your lower lip in anticipation and slowly lift your tank top above your head, revealing that you weren’t wearing a bra. You tug down your leggings with your underwear and run a fingertip down your length.

Once you pull back, Ike takes your finger into his mouth and sucks gently, groaning. “You taste sweet…”

You smile, nodding before you sit up on your elbows. He tugs down his boxers and kicks it aside, watching as his member springs at attention. You groan at the sheer size of him, standing up and taking his hand. He grabs a condom from his wallet and slips it on, following you to the balcony.

You gently set him down onto the chair and he furrows a brow, a bit confused as to what you wanted to do. Slowly, you extend his legs and settle between them, your back facing him. You still wanted to watch the sunset, but you wanted to watch it while Ike fucked you.

You reach back and hold his member steady, slowly sliding down his length as your tight walls accommodate to his girth. You groan, resting your hands onto his knees once you start to sink lower onto him.

Ike’s hands rests on your hips, guiding you downwards until you are sitting completely on his lap. You shift, moaning quietly at the feel of his member within your depths.

“Ike…” you moan, keeping your eyes focused on the sunset as his hand reaches up to grasp your breast. Slowly, you feel your walls begin to loosen with each passing second. You begin to lift your hips, guiding it back down quickly. You moan, his large member nothing you have ever felt before.

Ike massages your breast into the pit of his palm, leaning forward to kiss along your shoulder. Right now, he wasn’t feeling guilty, but he just hoped that he wouldn’t be feeling it later. He loved Vera, but he was curious. He wanted this just as badly as you did.

“[Y/N]… Damn it, you are so beautiful,” he whispers, allowing you to ride his dick. He guides you, pulling you down roughly so that the entirety of his member slides inside of you. You moan loudly, your eyes beginning to flutter but you force yourself to keep them open.

The view was spectacular, but it was just as amazing with Ike sliding in and out of your walls. Slowly, he lifts your hips just slightly and begins pounding up into you. His hand drops from your breast to your clit, slowly circling it to offset with his fast thrusts.

“Ike, oh god!” you moan aloud, your nails slightly digging into his skin at his thighs. You continue to bounce along his length once he ceases his thrusts, yearning for release.

As he applies pressure to your clit, you finally allow yourself to reach your high. Your body shakes slightly and you slump back against him, allowing your walls to tighten even further around his girth.

Ike stands up, keeping himself sheathed within your warm abyss. He turns you around, slipping out of you and sets you onto the chair. Immediately, he pushes your legs apart and slides back inside of you, immediately missing the way your walls tightened around him.

He begins a fast pace. His hips continuously come in contact with your own and the sounds of his skin slapping against yours heightened the pleasure and you knew that you were going to reach your second high.

“Ike!”

He growls, leaning down and holding your arms down against your sides. Ike continues his fast pace, watching as you arch your back. Your eyes slowly fall shut and your toes begin to curl inward, moaning loudly at the second climax that shakes throughout your body.

Ike slams into you a few more thrusts before pulling out and releasing into the condom. He groans, catching his breath as he slowly removes the condom and ties it at the end before tossing it in the trash. He picks you up and brings you inside, setting you down on the bed.

Much to your surprise, Ike lies down with you and gathers you into his arms. He kisses your cheek and smiles, tucking a few strands of hair behind your ear.

“One time thing right?” he asks.

“You tell me,” you smile.