#Jared Bailey x reader smut

[jjmaybankswifeyx]

don’t play with me princess

zach justice x fem!reader

warnings • smutty smut smut, zach : daddy, kissing, use of yn, pet names, oral sex, flirting, angst, jealous zach, swearing , 18+

summary: you went on dropouts after being friends for years and him begging you for ages to come the podcast , you finally give in and things kick off.

*Do not copy my work*

*zach has his own place in this*

you were messaging zach all last night about the podcast, what time to come etc he was being so sweet telling you he’s gunna be with you the whole time but knowing zach he will probably bully you for it tomorrow on the podcast “i’ll be fine” you mumbled before dozing off to sleep.

you wake up at 11:06 to zach phoning you making sure your awake as you always sleep in, unfortunately you had just woke up and had an hour to get ready and leave as you had to be there for 12:30 and it takes 20 minutes to get there “yea you just woke me up” you say rolling out of bed “good can’t have my star guest not come” he says, you hang up the phone starting to get ready doing a natural look as you didn’t have time nor effort to do a glam look, once you finished your makeup you chose your outfit then left.

you got there about 5 minutes before the pod started saying hi to everyone “omg yn” alyssa shouts across the room running towards you engulfing you in a big hug “alyssa ahh i missed you so much” you say with a massive smile “alright alyssa she’s mine calm down” zach says appearing around the corner with a smug little smirk on his face “oh shut up zach” turning around to face alyssa again and walking into the studio.

“hello welcome or welcome back to dropouts today we have an extra special guest, my girlfriend yn y/l/n” looking at u in shock “oh you wish” looking at the mic “i do i really do, so yn” your quick to answer as your nervous as what hes gunna say “yes zach” already dreading the question “how have you been” relieved with this you start to smile “yea it’s been great honestly i’ve started my own clothing line and makeup and it’s going great!” smiling knowing how far you’ve come “wow that’s great! any boys recently ?” jared says adding to the convo “oh jared you know” you say winking at him before you both start bursting into laughter, you look over at zach and he looks like he’s burning a hole into your brain, he looks mad ? you chime in “no guys i’m jk don’t clip that” you say with a nervous laugh zach still does not look impressed until he spits out “oh yn you wouldn’t even kiss jared on the cheek never mind do the devils tango with him” smirking you reply “oh and how would you know that” he stares at you for a second “okay guys if your not subscribed to the patreon you get a 7 day free trial, you get extra bits from these podcasts also you get them earlier plus extra videos like the drunk episodes when we get me and some other people drunk and try spill some secrets” you just look at him unimpressed as he carries on.

by now your on the subject of sex and relationships jared talking about this girl he is going out with tonight and how he would love to have something with her as theyd been speaking for months “yea jared i think you just gotta go for it, no woman wants a man who takes their time, and they don’t want to beg for it either ” you say giving him a woman’s perspective “oh yn you were begging for it last night” zach says smirking earning an oh and oh shit from jared and alyssa you just completely gobsmacked on what this man just said to you “oh please like i would go to you for that your probably not even as good as you make out zach, actually alyssa can you relate to this a man always says he knows what he’s doing yet he can’t get it in the right hole” jared and alyssa start laughing hesring a very quiet yes from alyssa as zach says “oh trust me i know what i’m doing” you didn’t look impressed “hm ye still don’t believe it sorry zach” he’d had enough at this point he wanted to throw you over his shoulder, take you upstairs and prove it while you were screaming out his name “don’t play with me princess”, jared just gasped and alyssa just started laughing you however just turned over and said “of course i’m gunna mess with you other wise your gunna wind me up so” looking over at him letting your eyes drop for a mere second you saw him readjusting himself seeing a massive bulge in his pants looking up with him smirking at you.

alyssa and jared start having a conversation about something i’m not sure what i was zoned out thinking about what zach said and his bulge until you were pulled out by zach coming closer to you wanting to whisper something “i’m gunna fuck you so hard after this your not gunna be able to even speak and say i didn’t know what u was doing, you understand me gorgeous?” you nod while backing away just smiling jared and alyssa obviously caught on “um guys what you saying over there” knowing you were caught until zach chimes in “oh i was just asking yn about something i heard about her clothing line and it’s true but not able to say sorry. it’s a secret” you sigh knowing zach just saved your ass and his.

after 1 hour of you and zachs glances you started you flirt with jared to get a reaction out of zach, must say he contained himself pretty well until the pod finished you said your goodbyes to jared and alyssa claiming you were gunna hang out with zach for a while as you haven’t seen eachother in months they believed it obviously as it is true you did miss him but you needed him now, as soon as they walked out that door you said “so you gunna prove it to me or what?” walking over to him looking up batting your eye lashes without a word he smashes his lips into yours quietly letting out little moans and gasps as he picks you up taking you to his room he throws you on the bed hovering over you “hm you look so good today” moaning while he’s kissing your neck “you too baby, wanted to have my way with you since i first met you” you moan against his touch not knowing this as you thought you guys were just friends with the occasional flirt “take your clothes off princess wanna see you” he says throwing his shirt some where across the room, after hearing those words you have never done something quicker you were lying there naked while zack still had his jeans on he slowly started kissing down your stomach reaching down to your bare dripping pussy “this wet already baby? hm someone’s needy” saying with a grin before you could answer he dived into your pussy sucking your clit making you scream out in pleasure “hm zach more baby please” he starts to pump his fingers in and out of you sucking and licking your clit, you could hear his tiny little moans and the vibrations coming off, “could jared eat your pretty pussy like this baby?” he says hint of jealousy in his voice you shake your head unable to focus “words princess” he says picking up his pace “no! daddy you do it better than anybody” you say about to come until he stops what he’s doing and looks up at you “what did you just call me?” you now are very embarrassed yet the words come out you couldn’t stop it “d-daddy” he smiles looking at you “fuck princess i cannot do this i need to be in you” you sigh then spreading your legs for him as he unbuckles his belt letting the cold air hit your core “fuck gorgeous such a good girl for daddy” he says slipping into you, he’s massive so much bigger than you thought “fuck daddy your huge” that just gives him a boost and he starts picking up the pace, “oh baby you don’t how long i’ve wanted to do this” he says moaning in your ear “me too daddy needed your cock for so long hmm” screaming without a care who heard you “your mine princess” you moan at the words nesrly making you cum alone “all yours daddy” you say trying to fight for breathe “what princess didn’t quite hear you?” ramming into harder and deeper “i’m yours daddy all yours!!” shouting even louder before he utters “good girl” as his thrusts get sloppy “where do you want me beautiful” without even thinking you say “in me daddy i’m on the pill” he does a couple more thrusts before you both are cumming the hardest you ever have, nobody has ever made you feel this way and you loved it, he pulls out of you now all cocky “that prove it to you huh” saying all confident “wasn’t even that good” you say smirking “hm i wish i could believe that but your moans and words say different gorgeous” he says before getting something to clean you both up.

as you were laying there he says “i meant it you know” you look up at him confused “your mine now, not letting you go” you just kiss him as you fall asleep tangled up together.

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[mattybstqrn]

𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐀𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝? - 𝐙𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 

warnings: smut, cursing, hickies, unprotected s3x

this is my first time writing smut like this.

❝𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 (𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞) 𝐬𝐞𝐱 

                                       𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝❞

Y/n Sturniolo is the older sister of the famous Sturniolo triplets.

Except she was famous before they were and moved to LA way before they did, where she decided to pursue her dreams of becoming a photographer.

She pursued her dreams and became a famous photographer; she photographed thousands of famous people, her brothers included. 

If they were famous, she had most likely taken pictures of them. For example, she took pictures of Sam and Colby, Jake Webber, Tara Yummy, The Kardashians, Selena Gomez, etc.

Some of them were for stores, merch and others but some of them were just for her Instagram.

She had also been taking pictures for movies and shows, but only part time, or she just stood around in case they needed some extra help.

Sam, Colby, Jake, Tara, Carrington etc. were all friends of hers that she met from her job, and they had been for quite some time. She had also taken some pictures for the dropout's podcast merchandise.

She had heard of Zach Justice and Jared Bailey, along with their ex-cohost Indiana Marasa. 

In fact, she had met Zach Justice and had been invited onto the podcast, since she was their photographer. 

The two really hit it off, but Zach's jokes left her flabbergasted, he had come up with them so fast, just on the spot, some of them felt as if he had just been waiting to use them for a while, they were just so weird, inappropriate, and funny. 

It was one of the reasons why she fell in love with him, and her reactions were one of the reasons that he had fell for her.

She had also become famous for uploading her amazing pictures on TikTok, twitter, etc. and for writing short stories. 

She wasn't a perfect writer, but she tried her best and people seemed to really like them. 

Y/n currently sat on the couch of her shared house, with her triplet brothers in LA. The four decided to buy a house together so they could all stay close in LA.

They combined their money and bought a huge house for the four of them. 

Y/n decided to text Zach.

Zach💖- Zach

Y/n Sturniolo - Y/n

Y/n Sturniolo Hey! *message delivered*

Y/n Sturniolo are u busy? y'know what just text me later

You look at your contact name and your kind of pissed. You and Zach have been dating for a few months now.

But you guys didn't tell anyone because you knew how overprotective your brothers were.

So, you guys decided to hide it and even though there was a heart next to him name, you did that with all of your guy friends, and you even told them that, so they didn't suspect anything.

You let out a soft sigh, you didn't want to blow up his phone, especially because you knew that he was most likely busy. 

So, you turn your phone off and watch tv for a few minutes, until you hear your phone ring. 

You pick it up to see a text from Zach.

Zach💖 I was busy but I'm not now. what's up?

Y/n Sturniolo you should come over no one's home😁

Zach💖 be there in 10! *Y/n Sturniolo hearted this message*

Y/n look down at your phone with a smile. 

Zach had been so busy recently that you rarely saw him, you heard from his almost every day, but you hadn't seen him for almost a month.

You then put your phone on the side table and turning your attention back to the tv with a smile as you waited for him to come and within 10 minutes he was here.

She jumped up from the couch when she heard the doorbell ring causing her dog, Bingo, who she's had since she was 21, to bark. 

"Bingo be quiet!" you exclaim; you open the door to reveal Zach standing there in his leather jacket and black jeans.

"See it's just Zach!" you tell your dog before engulfing Zach in a much-needed hug.

 You squeeze him into a tight hug. "I missed you," you exclaim pulling away to slap his shoulder.

"Oh, well I'm sorry that I have a life," he jokes causing you to once again slap him.

"Fuck you!" 

"Fuck me?" he questions with a teasing tone and a smirk.

"Sure," you squint at him, Zach then lifts you up, causing you to let out a yelp and wrap your legs around his waist as he carries you over to the couch with Bingo following after you.

Zach then body slams you onto the couch causing Bingo to bark, you shush him as Zach hovers over you with a small smile. 

"Where are your brothers?" he asks, "I don't know," you shrug.

"But I woke up and they were gone," you smile.

"Great soooo that means I can do this," he tells you before bringing you into a passionate kiss, you immediately kiss back smiling in the process.

Slowly dragging him down on top of you, he gently bites your lips causing you to smile once again. 

Zach then starts to take off his leather jacket, which you were fine with, but when he tried to take off his shirt you stop him.

"We can't." you tell him in a whisper, "What?" he questions confused.

"We're not allowed," you reply, "Not allowed? to have sex in your house...?" he asks trailing off in confusion.

"Not down here," you tell him with a small smile causing a huge smirk to grow across his lips. 

"Atta girl."

Zach then stands up, picks you up in the process, causing you to wrap your legs around his waist, leaving his leather jacket downstairs. 

Zach pushes your room door open not pulling away from your lips. 

He slams the door shut, before slamming your body onto your bed. 

Your lips move in sync, crashing like waves. 

The fiery feeling between your legs grew as he squeezes your hand while kissing you deeply.

You place your free hand on either side of his face as he brings your hand down gently pecking it before lifting his shirt over his head.

A smirk makes its way onto your face as you lean up to kiss him but just as you do your door slams open revealing Matt and Chris.

You jump away from him to see your brothers standing in your doorway with a disgusted look on their faces and Zach's leather jacket in hand.

Chris screams in disgust causing Bingo to start barking.

You mentally curse to yourself before asking, "What're you guys doing back home?"

"What are you two doing?" Chris asks disgust filling his tone. 

"None of your business!" you exclaim throwing a pillow at them because they ruined your moment.

"When were you gonna tell us that you two were dating?" Matt questions, raising his eyebrows.

"Uh, I don't know... never," you state with an obvious tone.

"Why not were your brothers?" Chris asks with a furious tone, "Because you act like this!" you shout in anger.

"Also, you guys are so overprotective," you add with sigh.

"Look... I don't care who you date," Matt says, "Me neither," Chris agrees with a nod, "Neither do I," Nick adds poking his head in the room causing you to smile.

"Just as long as he treats you right," Matt finishes, "Yes sir," Zach salutes causing you to roll your eyes.

"And as long as you guys don't have sex in the house," Chris adds on with a shrug, "Yeah because no one wants to hear that," Nick agrees with a tight-lipped smile.

"Get the fuck out!" you softly chuckle with an eye roll.

Nick was the first to get out, Matt following after.

"Just don't do anything, you know you're not allowed!" Chris tells you as you stand up push him out.

Snatching Zach's jacket, then slamming the door in his face with a fake smile before locking it as Chris yelled on the other side.

You then turn around to face Zach, "Were still doing it... right?" he questions, "Duh," you reply before throwing his jacket at him.

You then run over to Zach sliding across the floor to where he sat at the edge of your bed.

He pulls you into his lap bringing you into a kiss. 

You roughly kiss back as he interlocks his fingers with yours, squeezing your waist with the other.

A breathily moan leaves your lips at the tension.

You wanted him.

You needed him... 

Now. 

Right now.

You pull away and kiss down his neck leaving pink-Ish purple love bits.

 His head tilts back in pleasure giving you more room to do whatever you please.

You kiss down his neck all the way down his neck and to his collarbone, "Time to get rid of this," you mutter with a sigh referring to his shirt.

You help Zach pull his shirt off, you then kiss down his bare chest, slamming his body onto your bed with one hand before planting kisses all over his chest.

Letting your hands explore his body.

Zach moans in pleasure as you reach his pants slowly unbuttoning them, "Shh, we can't get caught," you whisper.

"Yes ma'am," he nods with a smirk.

You smile up at him gently licking your lips before sliding his pants off causing his dick to let loose.

Getting up to straddle his lap leaning down to kiss him until he roughly flipped you over, so you were under him, and he was on top.

"You just always have to be on top, don't ya?" 

"I just do it better," he smirks.

"I know," you sigh causing him to smile.

"You have too much on," he sighs, "Let's fix that," he smiles before practically tearing your clothes of and tossing them onto the floor leaving you in your underwear and bra.

"Still too much," he sighs in disappointment.

Zach then unclasped your bra and removed your underwear, "You're soaking wet, sweetheart," 

"Only for you," you state. 

"Your turn," you smile.

Zach hovers over you, quite literally on his knees for you, you slip out from underneath him and slowly remove his boxers.

You stare down at him before laying down ready for him to ruin you, but when he pauses staring down at you lean up.

"Zach. I need you." you whisper into his ear gently placing you hand on his dick.

And with that he became harder, you took matters into your own hands and began to go down on him, sucking his dick.

His moans grew louder and louder as he started coming. 

Swallowing it while glancing up at him.

Once he was done laid you down, "I'm gonna make you feel so good." he spoke before going down into your clit.

His tongue dancing inside your clit causing you to moan in pleasure.

You glance down at him before arching your back and moaning as his tongue went in as far as possible.

"Fuck," you moan, gripping the pillows beside your head.

Zach the pulls away teasing your clit with his finger before pulling away completely.

He then aligns himself up with you and then roughly entering your clit causing you to moan.

"Shh, or I'll stop."

you nod as he slowly pulls out, "Got it?" he questions, you nod once again. "I need words, baby."

"Y-yes," you stutter.

He then slowly slips his dick back into you before roughly thrusting in. Your back arches as you let out a quiet moan.

His thrusts speed up causing your moans to get louder, you reach for the nearest pillow and place it over your mouth as you start to cum.

"Fuck!" you loudly moan out into the pillow; Zach removes the pillow from your mouth wanting to hear you.

"Wait for me," he whispers, you hold yourself back waiting for him.

He leans down pressing a tender kiss to your lips, "I'm coming," he moans causing you to let go and cum with him as your eyes roll back in pleasure.

"Me too," you moan out in pleasure. 

Zach then pulls out throws himself down beside you, catching his breath as you caught yours.

You got yourself wrapped up in a blanket, glancing over at him.

Laying on his chest in silence.

"That was amazing," you breath out, "Tell me about it," he sighs with a nod before glancing down at you and wrapping you up in his arms.

"I love you," you announce with a sweet tone glancing up at him with pure love and passion.

"I love you too," he says smiling down at you and pressing a sweet and tender kiss to your forehead.

Cuddling into him and pressing a kiss to his neck.

[jayankles]

Mommy, Daddy, and their Baby Girl

Summary: Y/N been a bad girl, Jared has set out to punish her but gets too caught up in his own pleasure, Gen’s there to even the playing field to be the one in charge.

Request: can you do a Jared x reader x Genevieve where she’s a bit younger than them and she has a mommy and daddy kink please 

Word Count: 1167

Written for: @spnkinkbingo | @anyfandomgoesbingo | @supernatural-jackles | @badbitchesbingo | @anyfandomkinkbingo

Squares Filled: Switch | writers choice au | threesome | masturbation | daddy kink

Also for @becs-bunker 

Kinktober Day 31: Dealer’s choice

“Please, Daddy?” You say softly, biting into your lower lip before pouting at him. “I’ve been a good girl for you and mommy. Please?”

Jared can’t help the quiet yet harsh grunt that leaves his throat, it’s something in the sweet and innocent act that you put on that makes him almost collapse as you fall to your knees, he would do whatever his baby girl wants. But then he remembers who is in charge. (Most definitely his wife, but we will divulge that scenario another time.) On the other hand though, he wouldn’t just be giving you what you want; he would also be getting what he wanted and he would be giving his wife a little show - or a snack if she chose to.

It’s the clink of his wedding ring against his belt that attracts your eyes to below his waistline. You are not disappointed when you see how hard Jared is in his pants, his cock tightened in the constraints of his stupid clothing. 

“Should Daddy give his baby girl what she wants?” His touch against your cheek sends a shiver rippling down your spine. “How badly does she want her Daddy?”

Before you have the opportunity to speak, though, Jared presses his thumb against your bottom lip, pushing it past your lips when he sees you open your mouth to him. “Such a good girl for Daddy. Good little slut.”

He doesn’t let you enjoy the feeling of your mouth against his thumb much longer as he pulls it away. You whine, sitting back on your haunches in a silent disobedient manner. He doesn’t doesn’t pick up on it though. His hands were too busy fumbling with the button on his pants. But she does. She stands there, leaning against the door with her hands on her hip and she watches the two of them together. It’s not jealousy, oh dear, no. She likes the thrill of walking in, catching them in the middle of their sexual escapades. Genevieve likes it so much that no matter how mad she is at the two of them starting without her, she can’t help how her body just reacts to them. How wet her pussy gets as she watches her baby girl pine over her husband. Gen thinks about all the ways that she is going to punish the little girl, and maybe even her husband while she’s at it. She grabs the attention of the both of them when she tuts at their display.

Gen shakes her head at the pair of them, even though Jared thinks he’s in charge she knows that she has Jared wrapped around her finger and she knows she has you worshipping the ground that she walks on. Gen pushes himself from the wall and strolls over to the pair.

“Go lay on the bed, little girl.” Genevieve says, barely above a whisper. Her voice is silky smooth, but you know that you are in for a punishment for not listening to her direct order. She asked you for one thing, don’t touch her pussy. You couldn’t help it when you just thought about her.

“Yes, Mommy.” You say, trying to get up as seductively as possible. Maybe it’s working by the way you catch Jared’s cock twitch in his pants.

“On the bed, too, Mister. You’ve been a bad boy.” Gen shoves Jared on the end of the bed, his legs wide open and hand rubbing against his painfully swollen cock. It’s that moment when you know that Jared is no longer in charge; it’s so much easier to have Daddy give you what you want but with Genevieve? You are screwed, you are hers; body, mind, and soul. Genevieve doesn’t waste any time shoving your legs open, your soaking wet cunt, bare for her eyes and her husbands. You expect her fingers to swipe through your folds but she shocks you with a strike of her palm against your clit. Screaming at the surprise, your body lurches forward at the thwacking sound. “You see this pretty little pussy? This is Mommy’s pussy. The little girl or Daddy doesn’t tough this pussy. Unless. I. Say.”

She accentuates her last three words with a slap. Your pussy now throbbing from both pain and pleasure, you clench around emptiness, nothing to fill you with yet but the silent begging that you are doing with your eyes and the rolling of your hips doesn’t deter Gen’s stoic annoyance. 

“Take off your clothes, baby.” She coos, stripping herself from her jacket, loosening her blouse buttons and letting it hang off her body, taunting you with her exposed torso and perfect tits covered with her favourite bra. “You too, Daddy. You’re going to sit there until you’ve learned your lesson.”

Immediately, you obey her orders, pulling off your tee shirt - the only remaining article of clothing, opening up yourself for her as you lie back on the pillows at the top of the bed, your hands resting behind your back. 

“Oh, Jared?” She waits for him to look at her fully, eyes less glossed over but still edging with lust. “Don’t come. Don’t touch yourself. Just watch.”

Synchronically, you and Jared moan - although his moan is more of a whine, deep and low in his throat. You know she isn’t going to take it easy on you. You know as you watch the smirk grow wide on her face and Jared can sense that whatever Gen has in mind that it will be for her pleasure and no one else's until she says so, lust and longing washes over him. He can’t help but want to touch himself, especially if his wife was the one calling the shots and their baby girl was only now obeying Gen’s orders after touching herself.

The beautiful brunette stands their nudes before you and you can’t help your eyes as they follow the trail from her hair, hovering between her eyes and her lips before moving on to her supple breasts.

“You like what you see, baby.” She stops your ogling before you move on to her heated core, Jared admiring the way her hips move as she slowly stalks her way to you, quickly stroking his cock before she has a chance to turn around and face him.

“Yes, mommy. You’re so beautiful” You lick at your lips, clenching your lower walls around nothing once more. You wanted her or Jared to fill you up and fuck you so bad.  “I just thought of you and I just couldn’t help myself, my p- your pussy was so wet for you. My body is ready to take anything. I just want to please you, Mommy.”

She crawls up the bed, pulling at the back of your neck, pressing her lips to your in a deep, forceful kiss. She allows you to enjoy it for a whole minute before she pulls away and spanks at your wet pussy

“Good, baby, good. I hope you are hungry, little girl.”

I was thinking of turning this into a series? Let me know your thoughts?

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[dr-spencer-reids-queen]

Just A Taste

Characters: Spencer Reid x reader, minor characters

Word Count: 2,925

Warnings: talk of men abusing their female partners (very implicitly), smut, oral (female recieving), fingering, a bit of dom!spencer

request by @theitcaramelchick​: Okay but imagine Reid interrogating a suspect and you, an assistant at the BAU office, happen to hear how domineering he is with them and you get all hot and bothered? Jesus. 🥵 And the way he would make the suspect tell him stuff. ...Could you do a one shot with this?

Summary: You assist Spencer with an interrogation despite having no experience with it all. Turns out, there is a reason why Spencer chose you, and it’s not all for work.

Squares Filled: office sex for @cmkinkbingo // free space for @cmbingo​

Author’s Note: If you have any requests, please send them in! this is unbeta’d and every mistake is all on me.

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For the first time in… ever… you’re going to assist the one and only Dr. Spencer Reid in an interrogation room with a real criminal. You’re only an office assistant, but they wanted you to be in there with him. You know nothing about how to talk to criminals or where to even begin, but they wouldn’t take no for an answer. You don’t even know what you would do in this interview, but you’re not going to question it. This is your chance to prove you belong with the rest of the BAU.

Your dream is to be a profiler that catches bad guys. If you can see how they think during this interrogation, then maybe you can start to work on your own profile. While you’re very nervous to be in this interrogation room, you’re more worried to be in that room with Spencer. It’s not that you’re worried for how bad you might be in front of him, you’re afraid he will figure out your feelings for him. He’s the most talked BAU agent on your floor. He’s so smart, innovated, talented, and very handsome.

His brown eyes can be so soft and caring, but can also turn hard and threatening in a moment’s notice. How he hasn’t landed himself a girlfriend yet is beyond you, but you’re glad he hasn’t. Him being available makes you less guilty for the thoughts you have about him. He’s tall, lean, has curly hair that you really want to tug, and he has a habit of biting and licking those damn lips. He’s definitely been the center of far too many fantasies you relive over and over again.

Your office is one floor below the BAU team. You’re best behind a computer, but you’re trying hard to prove yourself worthy enough to be a profiler. Because you’re great with a computer, your best friend is Penelope. When the team is away, you like to go to her office and hang with her when she’s not assisting her team. You use her to gather intel on the rest of the team, and you’ve learned the following details:

Rossi loves to drink. He has a very impressive collection of old alcohol that he doesn’t really use all that often, but always loves to show off. Hotch loves his son, and would do just about anything for him. One year, Jack dressed up as his father for Halloween. You thought that was the best thing ever. While Emily isn’t on the team anymore, Penlelope does talk about how brave and selfless she is. She’s saved the other teammates in more ways than one.

JJ has been through so much; not only as a mother but as an agent. She’s suffered the most, but she works the hardest. Derek is the muscle of the team, and Penelope has said some raunchy stuff that you’d rather not repeat. Last, but certainly not least, Spencer. He’s had a kind of serious girlfriend, Maeve, but she ended up dying right in front of him. He’s been through a lot as well, but he won’t ever give up on helping people. He’s really great with kids, and he is definitely husband material. Even Penelope is surprised how Spencer hasn’t settled down by now.

Fine by you, as long as you get a piece of him at some point.

It’s hard to put yourself out there for a man like him because if he somehow rejected you, then you won’t be able to recover from that. You don’t want to be one of those women who centers her world around some guy, but Spencer is just so special that you wouldn’t bounce back by a rejection from him. You’ve voiced your thoughts and opinions to Penelope, and as far as you know, she’s kept all those opinions to herself.

Now you have to work with the guy you are already nervous to be around. No one told you why they wanted you in there with him, but it’s not like you’re going to complain. You head up to the floor above you where Spencer is waiting for you. Once he sees you, he heads over to you. Your heart pounds just a bit faster, and your breath comes out a bit shakier. You try to keep your complexion the same color, but you know you’ve revealed how pink they are.

“Are you okay? Do you need a minute?” he asks.

“What do you mean?”

“Your cheeks are flushed. Are you feeling okay?”

“Yeah. I’m fine. I’m just a bit nervous. I’ve never done anything like this before. I don’t know why I’m even here,” you chuckle nervously.

“You’re going to be fine. I promise.”

“Why am I here, Spencer?”

“I asked for you.”

He leaves your side without another word, and you follow him to the interrogation room. The unsub they caught, Frank Bishop, sits inside the room silently. From what you’ve heard about this guy, he’s killed half a dozen men. The BAU doesn’t know where he’s buried them, and they have to get him to confess to their murders as well as their locations. You’ve seen some terrible people, but he is on your radar.

First and foremost, this man is accused of killing men who were physically and emotionally abusive towards their wives or girlfriends. He sees himself as some sort of God or savoir in the eyes of these women. Not that you agree with his method, but these women aren’t suffering anymore. You’re actually nervous to talk to a man like him because of the person you are.

Yes, you’re a submissive. Everyone who meets you knows this. You don’t broadcast it, but it’s all in the way you present yourself. You’re also showing signs of nervousness, you rarely say no to people in fear of what they would do to you if you did, and all your friends are dominants. They just embrace life and want you to do the same. You’ve done some stupid shit in your day because of them, but your life wouldn’t be what it is now if you didn’t have them in your life.

Spencer gives you one last look before entering the room. Frank’s head pops up, and he straightens when he sees you. He must have seen the way you’re presenting yourself because he can’t take his eyes off you.

“Don’t look at her, look at me. Tell me where you buried those five men,” Spencer demands.

Seeing him like this is putting you back into your late night fantasies. One thing you never considered is the way he is with hardened criminals. He can get so threatening that sends a heat sparking up your core. You push your thighs together to relieve some tension, and you cross your arms loosely.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. What five men?” he asks and smiles at you.

The way he smiles makes you nervous, and you begin to bounce your leg aimlessly. Frank likes how nervous you are, so you try to keep it under control.

"Don't waste my time here. Where are they?" Spencer asks again.

The man doesn't answer. All he does is stare at you. Your leg bounces faster so that's the only thing you can hear besides the ticking of the clock in the room.

"Stop bouncing your leg," Spencer demands.

He puts his hand on your thigh to stop you himself and that doesn't go unnoticed by Frank. You immediately stop what you're doing and look at Spencer with wide eyes. Once he knows you won't do it again, he takes his hand away.

You wish he hadn't.

"We know you stalked and killed men who abused their partners. They'd be somewhere where you can visit and continue their humiliation. You wouldn't want a proper burial for them, would you?"

"I didn't kill anyone else besides Jack Harmer."

"Yeah, that's because we caught you in the act. We know you did it. We found traces of your DNA in their houses."

"Doesn't mean I killed them."

The tension in the room thickens, and you feel trapped. You can't go anywhere, you haven't said a single word since you got here, and all Frank has done is stare at you. You'd leave, but you're afraid Spencer is just going to yell at you. You knew he wouldn't, but your anxiety doesn't know that. Because you feel trapped, you result in biting your nails. It's one of the things you do when you don't know what to do. However, as soon as you put your thumb between your teeth, Spencer swats your hand away.

"Don't bite your nails," he orders.

Why is he being like this? He is never this aggressive towards people—or that's what Penelope told you.

"Why don't you let her do what she wants?" Frank asks.

"Is that what you told Jason Hurley, Jared Bush, Harold Jenkins, Bailey Pickett, and Cody Campbell?"

"Who?" Frank smirks.

You shrink back into your seat because this interrogation can literally take a number of turns. Spencer looks at you with fire in his eyes, and you actually became scared at the thought of what he might do to you.

"Sit up straight. We're in a goddamn interrogation. If you can't handle that, then why are you even here?" he snaps.

Okay, you have no idea why he's treating you like this. Is it all for show, or does he really think he can boss you around like that? Of course, you're not going to say anything to him about it, but that doesn't mean you won't complain to Penny about this.

"Leave her alone! Who do you think you are treating her that way? Jason, Jared, and Harold all thought they could get away with treating their women like that. It's why I threw their bodies in the lake behind my house. Now, don't get me started on Bailey and Cody." Frank blew up.

He confessed to all five murders including revealing where their bodies were located. It wasn't long before you were able to leave. However, you didn't get very far because Spencer was pulling you into the nearest empty office.

"Look, I'm sorry for how I treated you there. Frank looked for men who "bossed" their partners around. I figured if I did that to you, he would reveal where he hid those bodies."

You knew Spencer was one of the good ones.

"You could have just told me. I would have played along."

"Your reaction needed to be real. I chose you because I know you're a submissive. I needed all of it to be real."

"How did you know that?"

"Besides how you acted today... Penelope told me."

"She what?"

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. Though, that's the other reason why I picked you."

"Which is?"

You meant to say that accusingly, but it came out in a breathy whisper.

"You're attracted to me. I need that attraction to be real," he reveals. You want to deny it, but your brain just isn't cooperating. So, he continues when he sees you wanting to deny it. "I knew it was true when you came up this morning. I asked you if you were okay because your cheeks were pink. They were like that because of me. I'm sure your heart started pumping as well. The next sign was in the interrogation room. You were rubbing your thighs together because of me. Should I continue?"

Goddamn, the man really knew how to sweet talk you. You could deny it, but what would the point be? He already knows your feelings. The other option is to come clean and hope he doesn't reject you.

"What are you going to do if what you said is true?” you wonder.

He takes three large steps toward you, and you, purely out of intimidation, take five much smaller steps back. Your back hits the wall next to the door, and you realize you trapped yourself. He places one hand on the wall next to yours and with the other, he locks the office. He leans down so that his mouth is right next to your ear.

"If it were true, I'd get down on my knees, yank that unbelievably tight skirt down your legs, and bury my tongue in you," he whispers.

Shit. Did he really just say that to you? Your panties are so wet right now, and it's all because of the man right in front of you.

"Hmm? Would you like that?" he asks as he tucks a piece of your hair behind your ear. You can't help but nod slightly. He's taken your ability to talk. "That's my girl."

You could have come right there, but you really want to know what his tongue feels like inside you. He presses his lips on your neck and gives a few kisses. He has you exactly where he wants you. You are his and he knows it.

"Remember, we are at work. Be a good girl and don't make a sound," he whispers before dropping to his knees.

Holy shit, this is exactly what you pictured in your fantasies. Now, you're getting the real thing. His hands grip your waist, digging his fingers into your skin. You know bruises are going to show up even through the couple layers of clothing. He gives you a questioning look as if to ask if this is alright. You just nod once, and he gets to work.

He slides down both your skirt and panties until they are on the floor. He keeps your heels on, and you make a mental note that he likes heels. He rests one leg over his shoulder, and he presses light kisses to your inner thighs. It didn't occur to you that you're exposing yourself to him for the first time. He has an eidetic memory. If this whole thing doesn't work out, he will have the look, taste, and feel of you embedded into his mind.

The smell of you messes with his mind, and he knows he has to get a taste of you. He gives one kiss to your clit, and you do your best to keep that moan in. Whenever you had sex, it’s always a challenge to stay quiet. You did it, but it always came at a cost. Spencer loves it when a girl moans for him, but not at work where his coworkers and bosses are.

Too much time has passed since he first got a whiff of you. Maybe he can take his time later, but for right now, all he wants is to make you come. From the bottom to the top, he licks one thick stripe up your center. When he sees you dripping with anticipation, he shoves his unbelievably long tongue inside you. You bite your lower lip to keep yourself from screaming out. Spencer looks up through his lashes and swipes his tongue from one wall to the other. The way he's looking at you makes you clench around his wet muscle. You have to get your tension out somehow.

There is finally an opportunity for you to satisfy one of your urges. You reach down and grab a fistful of his curly hair. You tug, and he moans. The vibration sends ripples through your body, and you give another hard tug. Your head bangs against the wall behind you, but you're too caught up in the moment to care.

He grunts when you give another yank. You file that piece of information in the same place as the heels. He pulls away only to suction his lips around your clit. He doesn't want you to feel empty, so he slides in two very long fingers.

“Shit! Spencer!” you hiss.

That response only makes him suck harder. You tighten around his fingers, making it almost impossible for him to remove them. He keeps his fingers right where they are and wiggles them so that he's hitting places not even you knew you had.

"I'm close! Fuck!"

Without going too hard, he nibbles on your clit with his teeth. The stimulation, combined with what his fingers are doing, is enough to push you over the edge. Your orgasm washes over you just as your come spills over his fingers. He pulls away and sticks them in his mouth. He sucks your juices from them before diving in once more. You're very sensitive from the first orgasm, so you twitch away from him. However, he grips your hips to hold you in place. He licks you clean until there is no more evidence lingering.

Once he finishes, he sets your leg down and redresses you. Your legs are wobbly, but you're doing a good job at keeping yourself up. He pushes your hair back to expose your ear, and he leans down to whisper in it.

"I never knew you tasted so sweet. I'm going to have a hard time focusing on work now that I got a taste. Be a good girl for the rest of the day, and I’ll show you what else I'm good for."

He presses a kiss to the side of your neck before leaving the office. Did that really just happen? How can you get through the rest of the day when you've experienced how well he can work his tongue? Plus, you also won't be able to stop thinking of his proposition. If he's that good with just his mouth. What else will he be good at?

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Sam Winchester Comfort Fic Bailey’s (600 words, Sam x you/ reader, comfort fic/fluff)  Dancing In The Moonlight (500 words, Sam x you/reader)  Funeral Sex (1500 words, Sam x you/reader)  Good Enough (750 words, Sam x you/reader)  Lucia (1650 words, Sam x ofc Lucia, fluffy smut)  Would Do Anything (744 words, Sam x you/reader, fluff only)

College Sam WInchester Coffee Shop AU Show Me How (1000 words, Sam x you/reader) Tell Me More (1000 words, Sam x you/reader) Keep Me Close (1000 words, Sam x you/reader)

Dean Winchester Comfort Fic Daddy’s Home (Dean x you/reader, 1800 words) Lantern Light (Dean x you/reader, 600 words) Make Me Wanna Kiss You (1200 words, Dean x OFC Rhea) Pink Moscato (Dean x you/reader, 500 words) Stay (800 words, Dean x you/reader) Tonight We Celebrate (1500 words, Dean x reader) 

 SPN RPF Comfort Fic Enough (Jared x Jensen x OFC Elle, 4000 words) Golden Hour (Jensen x reader, 1000 words) Long Distance Lullaby (Jensen x reader, 1100 words)

Choose Your Own Winchester Feel Better (500 words) Hospital Time (500 words) Sick Day (350 words)

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With All My Heart - Part 13

Word Count: 3196

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: Self loathing, Horrible terrible no good very bad smut 

A/N: Thanks to @percywinchester27 @impalaimagining and @sis-tafics for reading this over for me. 

A/N #2: This is the reason I don’t write smut, right here, in all its glory, you’ve been warned. 

Feedback and Constructive Criticism Always Appreciated

With All My Heart Masterlist

“How is she, really? No bullshit?” Gavin questioned Emma. You’d been driving for awhile and had stopped for a few breaks for you to get out and stretch your legs. Gavin and Emma both thought you were asleep in the backseat when truthfully you were hovering in the space between awake and asleep.

 “She’s…coping.” Emma finally answered, hesitating, trying to find the right words. “The whole heart infection and then replacing the valve, it took a lot out of her. For awhile I was afraid she was spiraling, but Jensen – Gavin he really pulled her out. He kept her head above water.”

 “What do you mean?” Gavin glanced at Emma quickly, putting his eyes straight back on the road, but he was clearly intrigued by what she meant.

 “Well, not only did he keep her out of the hospital by paying for all the medical equipment at his house so she could get all the antibiotics at home –“

 “He did that?” Gavin interrupted. “Like they were barely even together then and he just did that?”

 “Yeah.” Emma nodded. “It was never a question. But beyond that stuff, every time she started feeling down he brought her back up. He’d take her out to do something; he’d bring people to her. He just did every single thing he could do to make her not feel like an invalid. Gav, he’d give her the world. She wouldn’t even have to ask. Plus, Jared and Gen are great too. She didn’t just get Jensen she got an entire family.”

 Gavin gripped the wheel firmly in one hand, tensing his fist and letting it go, letting out a deep sigh. “What?” Emma asked. “What could possibly bother you about that?”

 “Nothing.” Gavin said, hesitating and clenching his jaw. “I just…I should’ve been here for her and I wasn’t.” Gavin hesitated again, Emma’s silence telling him he needed to keep going, to explain himself. “I’m not in love with her if that’s what you’re thinking. It’s not like that. I didn’t come here to fight with Jensen over her. I just – I promised her once I’d always be there for her and then I joined the Marines and I fucked that up. She needed me and I wasn’t here. How many guys walked all over her because I wasn’t here? She could’ve died and I wasn’t here.”

 “I don’t blame you.” You murmured sleepily from the back seat. “It was your job. It’s not like you didn’t wanna be here. You can’t just drop everything for me, Gavin.”

 “You weren’t supposed to hear that.” Gavin sighed. “Thought you were asleep.”

 “She’s right, though.” Emma said, reaching out and grabbing her brother’s free hand. “I know you think protecting us is your job but we’re big girls and we make our own decisions.”

 “I chose to date all those shitty men because I didn’t think I deserved better. That’s not on you. It’s not your job to fix me. And my heart? You couldn’t have fixed that. Nobody could’ve. Jensen being there was just the right place, right time.” Gavin nodded his understanding, swallowing thickly and going silent for a time, staring at the open road. You really wished in that moment you had the ability to read thoughts, not knowing what he was thinking was killing you.

 “Get some rest, Pipsqueak.” Gavin said, giving you a quick glance in the rearview mirror. “We should be there by morning.”

 The next morning when you arrived at the hotel, Jared met you immediately in the parking garage, trying to keep you hidden. You could barely help yourself, throwing yourself directly into his chest and burying your face in his shirt as soon as you saw him. “I missed you.”

 “Missed you too, gorgeous.” Jared laughed, hugging you so tight you could barely breathe. “Not as much as Jensen though, he’s driving me crazy. I’m so glad you’re here. You look so much healthier.” Jared’s eyes made their way toward Gavin who cleared his throat behind you.

 “Oh, shit, I’m sorry.” You abruptly pulled away, turning and pulling Jared toward Gavin. “Jared this is Gavin, Emma’s brother. Gavin, this is Jared.”

 Jared extended his hand and Gavin took it right away with a smile, something you were grateful for. A part of you was afraid they wouldn’t get along but they seemed to be just fine, and if he got along with Jared chances of him liking Jensen were far higher. “Thank you.” Gavin said unexpectedly. “For you know, giving her a job when her fuckstick of an old boss fired her for being sick. And being so understanding of everything and being there for her as a brother when I couldn’t be. You seem like a good guy.”

 “Y/N’s family now.” Jared pulled you in to a side hug, kissing the top of your head. “Whatever she needs, she gets.”

 “Told you.” Emma smirked, leaning against Gavin’s SUV. “Are we gonna take this stuff inside to an actual room or are we gonna stay in the parking garage forever?”

 “I might’ve managed to snag Emma and Gavin a 2 room suite.” Jared shrugged, holding out the keys. “Y/N/N you can shove your stuff in there for now but I don’t think you’ll be sleeping there tonight.”

 “No.” You laughed and shook your head. “God I hope not.” Jared moved away from you and started to help Gavin with the bags, easily draping some over his shoulders and pulling your rolling suitcase behind him. “Jared, I can help. At least give me the little one before you throw your back out.”

 “No.” Jared scoffed. “They’re not heavy, I got em. Just shut up and walk with me. We gotta talk about how this surprise is gonna go.”

 “Ok, so how is it gonna go?” Jared held the door for everyone, letting you all inside. Emma and Gavin walked ahead of you, having their own sibling conversation while Jared and you trailed behind, planning exactly how to surprise Jensen. “What am I supposed to do?”

 “Well, later today we’re filming this like, interview game thing.” Jared explained. “It’s out on a boat kinda nearby. I was thinking you could do it then unless you wanna wait until the party tonight.”

 “No!” You interjected, perhaps a little bit too enthusiastically. “I can’t wait that long. I need to see him.” Jared laughed at you, raising his eyebrows and shaking his head.

 “You really miss him, huh? God you might be worse than him. You’re pretty much all he talks about.” Jared sighed. “I’ve never seen him so damn love struck. It’s disgusting, really. What have you done to him?”

 You punched Jared hard in the shoulder, making him recoil from you with a loud grunt. “You’re so mean!”

 “You love me.”

 “Maybe.” You sighed in defeat, catching up to Emma and Gavin at the elevator. “I’ll never admit to it.”

 Once you got to the hotel room you quickly showered and changed clothes, practically skipping back into the living area where Emma and Gavin had ordered food. “Awesome, I’m starving.” You took a seat and dug into the waffles and fruit, moaning at the taste and shoving more in your mouth like you hadn’t eaten in days. Gavin and Emma both glared at you in a mixture of annoyance and humor and you shrugged your shoulders, swallowing your food. “What? I’ve been forced to eat heart healthy and this is fucking delicious. I’m allowed to love my food.”

 “You can love it without making obscene sex noises with it.” Emma deadpanned, staring at you. “Save that for Jensen.” You launched a strawberry at her, hitting her dead center in the forehead. “Hey!”

 “Fucking children.” Gavin chuckled with his mouth full.

 “Well, this has been great but I gotta get going.” You quickly cleaned up the mess you had made and grabbed your bag, making your way toward the door when Gavin jumped up.

 “Wait, wait, wait. I’m driving you. I wanna meet him.” Gavin protested. “You’re not driving yourself.”

 “You’re right. I’m not.” You rested your hands on Gavin’s biceps, speaking to him slowly and carefully. “Jared got the network to send a driver. You need to sleep you drove for almost a day. Emma’s staying to make sure you actually get some rest. You’ll get to meet him later.”

 “No, Y/N, I’m fine.” Gavin argued. “I wanna meet him.”

 “You, Gavin Bailey, are exhausted.” You shoved him toward the bedroom, pushing him and walking him back toward the bed. “You, Gavin Bailey, are going to get some sleep.”

 “Alright, bossy.” Gavin sighed and finally gave in, sitting down on the bed and kicking off his boots. “I’ll take a nap for you, but I want you to tell me you got to where you’re going without an issue. Send me a text, I’ll hear it.”

 “You’ll be asleep, genius.” You sassed back.

 “I’ll hear it. Light sleeper.” Gavin said softly. “I kinda had to be…over there.” You saw his eyes glaze over for a split second before touching his shoulder, calling him back.

 “She’ll send you a text.” Emma stepped in; apparently knowing full well her brother needed rest and wasn’t going to get it without being forced. “Now let her go.”

 You kissed Gavin’s cheek and bounded for the door, a newfound pep in your step. “I’ll be back later! With Jensen! Get some sleep, both of you!”

 Your nervous energy built up in the car on the way to the boat Jensen was and now that you were there, in the same space as him, so close but yet so far, you felt like you might implode. You could hear him laughing, you could smell his soap and cologne, but he had no idea you were anywhere other than where you’d told him you were.

 Misha, Jared, and Jensen were seated in front of a camera, playing a quiz game about how well they knew each other. They had white boards and the questions just lent themselves to jokes. You were trying not to laugh at them, knowing Jensen would hear you and recognize your laugh right away. Jared kept casting small glances your way, knowing exactly where you were but unable to see you.

 “Who would survive a zombie apocalypse?” Jensen read the next question and held his white board close to his chest, thinking to himself.

 Jared and Misha used the question to make fun of each other, you expected nothing less. Jensen picked Jeffrey Dean Morgan then immediately pulled his white board back and shook his head. “Can I change my answer?” Jensen asked and began furiously erasing and rewriting, turning the board back around. “I choose Y/N.” He giggled. “She’ll kill me when she sees this but part of her heart is bionic now so I don’t think she can become a zombie.”

 Jared threw his head back and cackled along with Misha. “You’re right. She’s totally gonna kill you.” Jared laughed. “You’re lucky she can take a joke.”

 “Is it really a joke if he’s right, though? I’m zombie proof.” You walked out from the shadows, making your presence known. Jensen’s head whipped around and he shot out of his chair, running forward and grabbing you gently around the waist.

 “What are you –“ You didn’t let him finish, too eager to see him, to feel him. You grabbed around his neck, pulling him down and slamming your lips against his, grabbing fistfuls of his hair, not giving a damn who was watching.

 “We should probably end the live stream there.” Misha laughed. “Before this becomes pornographic.”

 Jensen broke the kiss long before you were ready and you chased his lips forward, eliciting a giggle from him. “How did you get here? You’re not allowed to fly yet.”

 “Gavin and Emma drove for like a day and a half.” Your smile was so big it was practically lighting up the room and Jensen’s was just as big. His hands moved up your back, pulling you into his chest. “Jared set us up at the hotel. Got me a driver here.”

 “You knew?” Jensen spun around, glaring at Jared. “And you managed not to say anything?”

 “I told Misha.” Jared shrugged.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      

“You’re both assholes.” Jensen said and you laughed, cuddling closer to him.

 “Be nice, Jens.” You admonished, slapping his chest. “They helped get me here, they didn’t have to, ya know.”

 “Yeah, yeah. Whatever.” He grumbled, nuzzling his nose in your hair. “Best surprise ever. How are you? Do you need anything?”

 You nodded your head yes and yanked on his cream colored jacket, pulling him back down to you and crashing your lips to his, practically growling when they connected. You couldn’t have pulled yourself any closer to him if you tried, but damn if you didn’t try. His warmth, his touch, his smell, you needed him. You didn’t realize just how much until you were standing there in his arms again.

 “Get a room.” Jared and Misha complained in unison. “A hotel room not this one.” Misha added.

 “They’re right. We should go back to my room.” Jensen said against your lips.

 “Don’t you have photo shoots and big time celebrity stuff to do?” You questioned, making him laugh and squeeze you tighter.

 “I have time before I have to do all the big time celebrity stuff.” He murmured. You squealed in surprise when he swept you completely off your feet, carrying you toward the dock.

 The two of you barely made it back into the hotel room and slammed the door shut before clothes started flying in every direction. The giggle that escaped your lips was almost embarrassing as the two of you clumsily kissed and yanked at each other’s clothes, bumping into furniture and walls on your way into the bedroom where you fell naked into the king size bed with Jensen hovering over you, staring down at you with nothing but love.

 “Beautiful.” Jensen murmured, trailing kisses down your neck.

 “No.” You mumbled, moving your hands to cover your scar, suddenly acutely aware of it and self-conscious. In your haste to get to Jensen, you’d forgotten about it entirely but now you didn’t want him to see your deformed body.

 “Don’t.” Jensen grabbed your hands easily in one of his, sitting back and pulling them away from your chest. He pinned them above your head and brought his lips down to your scar, kissing a path down it setting your skin ablaze. “This is beautiful.” He mumbled, each word punctuated by another kiss. Your back arched up into him as you watched him, not seeing a shred of dishonesty on his face. You believed him. He found you beautiful, despite the hideous purple, jagged scar on your chest.

 “Need you.” You whined, forcing your hands free and grabbing his hair, yanking him back to your face, kissing him deeply. You wrapped your legs around his waist, feeling his length bump your entrance and bucked your hips against him. “Please.”

 “Are you sure?” Jensen rested his forehead against yours, placing a gentle kiss against your lips. “We haven’t…I mean not since…are you sure you’re healed enough?”

 “We can go slow.” You nodded. “But I’m fine. I just…Jensen I need you.”

 That was all Jensen needed to hear. You bit your lip, moaning as he slowly pushed into you, stretching you slowly until he finally bottomed out. “Fuck.” Jensen groaned.

 He stayed still, his weight comfortable on top of you, staring at your face, searching for any sign of discomfort from you. “You can move.” You breathed, cupping his face in one hand, running your thumb along his cheekbone.

 He moved torturously slow, his cock dragging against you igniting a fire within you. Your hips matched his, lazily, thrust for thrust. He was still gazing down on your face, looking at you longingly. No man had ever looked at you the way Jensen did, and that act alone was enough to almost make you come undone.

 Jensen’s hand was suddenly in your hair, pulling your head back to expose your neck, while he nipped and sucked his way down. His other hand found its way to your breast, kneading it in his strong hand. You clenched your eyes shut, wrapping your arms around his back and digging your nails into his shoulder blades, panting and gasping his name, your heart pounding against your chest.

 “I’m gonna –“

 “I know.” Jensen coaxed, running his fingers through your hair to calm you. He wanted to do more, to completely ravage you, but he didn’t want to overwhelm or hurt you. “Come for me, sweetheart.”

 The fire inside you erupted with Jensen’s name on your lips and you clenched around him as he came inside you, peppering kisses over every inch of skin he could find. This wasn’t about just sex. This was a new stage in your relationship. Yes, you’d both said “I love you” and meant it before, but this was new, different, with much deeper meaning.

 He started to roll of you and you pulled him back, wanting his weight on top of you, loving the added security it brought. His forehead came to rest against yours as you both caught your breath and he nuzzled his nose against yours, kissing you quickly and gently. You tried to stop the tears from building in your eyes, but you couldn’t, and one escaped despite your best efforts. “Are you alright?” His eyes showed nothing but genuine love and concern, just like always. “I didn’t hurt you did I?”

 “No, no.” You shook your head. “God, no. I just – I love you so much and you are so much more than I deserve.” You murmured, reaching your hand up to trace the contours of his face.

 “You deserve everything.” Jensen smiled, kissing the tears away and rolling to his side, bringing you with him, never breaking apart. “I’m the one who got lucky. I got you. Someone who didn’t care about me being a celebrity and just wanted me for me. Do you know how hard that is to find?” You shook your head, your eyes starting to flutter shut as you cuddled into Jensen’s neck, inhaling his scent that you’d missed so much.

 “I need you to stop thinkin’ you don’t deserve me, Y/N. Because you do.” Jensen said lowly, rubbing circles on your bare back. “I’ll remind you all day every day if I have to.” Jensen shifted, resting his head on your chest. “You’re going to the photo shoot with me in a few hours, right? And the after party?”

 “Wouldn’t miss it.” You slurred, letting sleep overtake you. Jensen kissed your scar again and reached for the alarm clock on the bedside table; setting it so you wouldn’t be late for the magazine’s photo shoot. He didn’t dare get out of bed and risk waking you to find his phone which was somewhere in his pants, strewn around the hotel room.

 Once the alarm was set he positioned his ear back over your heart, letting the steady rhythm of your heart slowing down as you drifted more deeply asleep lull him to sleep. 

With All My Heart - Part 14 (coming soonish) 

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[mattybstqrn]

ᴾᵀ.¹ 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬 - 𝐙𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞

Female Reader x Zach Justice

warnings: cursing, sexual jokes made by Zach ofc, kissing, making out, hickies.

requested!

❝𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬.❞

Y/n Y/l/n is just a normal girl who so happens to be best friends with the Tara Yummy, a friend who became a famous YouTuber, they had been friends since they were in the eighth grade.

They had met when Y/n moved to where Tara lived (idk where that is) and went to the same middle school and high school. 

The two had met through a friend and became the best of friends.

They still talk to this day. 

Tara then decided to invite her best friend onto the podcast she was on, dropouts, with her co-hosts Zach Justice and Jared Bailey. 

Zach had been looking for a new guest to have on the podcast and thought it'd be a good idea to invite her best friend. 

Y/n immediately agreed and prepared herself by watching the podcast and paying attention to Tara's costars.

From what she had watched Zach seemed like a sarcastic asshole and Jared seemed like a sweetheart and Tara just seemed like Tara.

Y/n and Tara were very similar. They said and did similar things.

They both loved to party, drink, and talk, they both were in love with Sugar.

 Y/n patiently waited for the days to pass till she could meet these guys and see her best friend. 

After a few days passed she had finally reunited with her best friend after a few months. 

╰•★★ ------------------ ★★•╯

The next day you woke up bright and early to get ready for your day. You took a shower, brushed your teeth, washed your hair, styled your hair, made some breakfast, and then waited for Tara.

She had decided to come pick you up from your house so you could spend some time together before you meet her friends.

You waited in your kitchen until you heard the doorbell room causing you to shoot up and out of your seat.

Running to the front door revealing Tara and Sugar.

"Hii!" you shriek in excitement to see the both of them, "Oh my god, hi! it's been forever!" Tara exclaims, placing Sugar down on the floor.

Tara pulls you into a tight hug, you immediately hug back squeezing her.

"I missed you so much!" Tara says with a huge grin.

"I missed you too, we need to hang more," as a smile makes its way onto your face.

"Yeah, we do," she nods, "But we have to go before we're late and Zach yells at us," she adds with a tight-lipped smile causing you to laugh.

"Let's go," you state grabbing your phone and purse before walking out the door with Sugar and Tara following after you.

You quickly look the door before you and Tara run over to her car and take off to Zach and Jared's house.

"So, how've you been?" you ask as Sugar sits on your lap causing you to pet his head, "I've good, a little busy, but now that I'm not we can hang out." she tells you.

"Actually, there's a party that I got invited to, you should come with me, it'll be like old times," she adds.

"I don't know..." you trail off.

"C'mon it'll be fun," she begs with a smile.

"Okay fine, how could I say no to a party?" you question, "What time is it?"

"9 o'clock" she responds.

╰•★★ ------------------ ★★•╯

After quite some time of driving to Zach and Jared's house and catching up with Tara. You guys finally arrived. 

Tara rang the doorbell as you and Sugar walk around so he can use the bathroom.

Once he did, he slowly walked over to Tara with you trailing behind him with his leash in hand.

The door opens to reveal Zach Justice.

He was a lot taller than you excepted, way taller than Jake, Tara's ex-boyfriend, which you were not expecting, like at all. 

Hotter in person too.

That was a teeny tinny detail that you didn't mention to Tara.

She had asked about your impression of the boys on camera, and you did not mention that to her, but you did tell her everything else.

"Hi, how are you?" you greet with a smile, looking up at his tall figure. "Pretty good," he nods, "How are you?" he asks, "Good," you nod in agreement, sensing an awkward tension.

"I-I'm Y/n," you breath out trying not to stutter. "Zach," he says sticking his hand out, "Yeah.. I know, I-I mean I watch the podcast and Tara's told me a lot about you," you correct yourself.

"Y/n's more of a hugger." Tara reminds him, "Right," he nods opening his arms for a hug.

You lean closer into him and pull him into a short hug, you could smell the cologne linger on is shirt. 

You wondered if he put it on for you? you were probably looking into too much, but your teeny crush on him had grown and you were kind of hoping that was the case.

You two pull away, letting your eyes linger on each other's before he invites you in with a small smile.

You walk in with the two plus Sugar following close behind.

As Zach and Tara greet each other with a hug you glance around his huge house. It's pretty big, as you look around you see Jared.

The one you've heard so much about. "Hi," he greets with his signature smile, "Hi, Y/n," you say returning the smile, "It's nice to meet you," he tells you reaching for a hug.

"It's nice to meet you too," you smile into the hug. "Let me give you tour, yeah?" Jared offers, "Yeah sure," you nod with a smile.

Jared then starts giving you a tour, as you follow him around with Sugar. "And this is my room," he stops, you nod as you look around, "Very nice," you tell him.

Smiling at him, "Alyssa should be here any minute," you nod, following him downstairs to see Tara and Zach standing in the kitchen, just talking.

"Just so you know, Zach's jokes are gonna be..." Jared trails off stopping on the last step, "So I've heard," you tell him, remembering everything Tara warned you about.

"Just wanna say I'm sorry on his behalf in advance," he smiles, "It's okay, honestly, I not the type to take something small to heart," you tell him before walking into the kitchen.

Just as Jared told you to sit down the doorbell rang, Jared walks over to the front door opening it to reveal Alyssa.

Alyssa walks into the kitchen waving to everyone but mainly greeting you with a hug and a smile that you return. 

You two start a small conversation, everyone was just talking have a good time until Zach announces, "Great, now we can start,"

 Tara rolls her eyes walking into podcast room, "Y/n you sit in Tara's seat today," says Zach as he walks in.

You sit down in Tara's seat as everyone else sits in their original seats, minus Tara who sits beside you.

"Zach you might wanna help Y/n," Jared points out.

"Oh right," Zach replies standing up, walking about two steps over to you to help you with your headphones making sure they're good.

"Is that good?" he asks holding onto the headphones just in case you need any more help, you glance up at him and nod, "Yeah," staring deep into his eyes.

You awkwardly clear your throat once he pulls away taking his seat.

The cameras then start rolling and Zach starts talking, "What's up guys? welcome to episode ### of dropouts. This week we have Tara Yummy's childhood best friend, Y/n."

"Hi," you awkwardly say not knowing what to say. Zach then introduces the Patreon telling everyone to go subscribe.

"Little Alyssa you better play the intro music or I'm gonna snap your neck," Zach threatens Alyssa causing your eyes to widen.

Tara hums along to the intro music as you awkwardly bop your head, smiling at Tara as she dances.

"So, Y/n how long have you known Tara?" Zach asks getting straight to the point, "Since the eighth grade," you answer.

 "Now why did you become friends?" he asks squinting his eyes, "Honestly just because of her personality," you tell him with a shrug.

"How did you become friends?" he questions, "Well, we had a mutual friend," going to continue but Tara buts in, "Who we are no longer friends with," Tara points out.

"May I ask why?"

"She was fake," you answer as Tara nods in agreement, "Luckily we met before we found that out," you add.

"But we basically met through her, and we really hit it off, we became really close and then when we later found out that this friend was fake, we continued to be friends," 

"Yeah, and now we're best friends," Tara smiles, "Yup." you smile back looking at her with adoration.

Zach then asked about this friend, you let Tara explain watched as she talked.

"The way that Y/n looks at Tara is like an old married couple just admiring her wife," Zach cuts in, "Y/n looks at everyone like that," Tara shrugs.

"Like what?" you question not knowing what they were talking about, "We talked about this before," Tara tells you.

"The way you look at... anyone, really, is just like so adorable, your eyes are just filled with like, love, you just have those eyes," Tara explains.

"I see it," Jared nods.

"Yeah, like whenever you're really focused on someone talking, you just look like you're in love," Tara explains.

"I love my friends," you shrug, "I know and that's why you have that look on your face right now," Tara smiles.

"You're telling me she looks at everyone like that?" Jared questions, "I guess so," you shrug.

"Well, no, it depends, she looks at most people like that but if she really, really likes you, like if she has a crush on you, she's gonna look at you like she's in love, but if you're just a friend or best friend, like me, she'll look at you like that," 

Jared nods and Zach speaks up, "Should we bring in a celebrity crush?" 

"Uh, no." you immediately shake your head with a stern tone causing Tara to laugh, having an idea on who it is.

"Who is your celebrity crush?" Tara questions, "I'll tell you later," you tell her in a whisper as Tara lets out a laugh.

The podcast continues with questions, sexual jokes, and Zach just being Zach.  

╰•★★ ------------------ ★★•╯

The podcast was going really good, Zach made a few sexual jokes, leaving you shocked, but you didn't mind them, you honestly thought they were hilarious.

So, you tried your best to respond and see if you could push Zach and piss him off or shock him.

"It's hot in here," Tara complains, fanning herself with her hand, before adding, "The sexual tension in here is really making me sweat," 

You send her a look already knowing what she's talking about. 

Zach had been either very good at joking or he was definitely sending you signals, he was smirking, winking, making those jokes. 

It made you a little delusional and think he was seriously flirting with you, but that was just his persona, so you knew it might've just meant nothing.

"Yeah, we should probably turn on the AC," Jared nods causing you to roll your eyes.

You turn back to Zach to try and see what he's thinking. You're very good at reading people and you figured you'd be able to read him, but he just flat out said it.

"I mean if you see sexual tension, maybe we could y'know," Zach says jerking his head in your direction, causing your eyes to widen in shock as he winks.

"Wow," you breath out, freezing at his words.

"You broke the poor girl," Jared tells Zach.

"I'm just suggesting," Zach shrugs, "Y/n!" Tara shouts getting your attention.

"Mhm?" you hum, "You okay?" Zach asks, "Yeah," you nod.

"Just..." you trail off trying to find the right words, "Disgusted?" "Annoyed?" Tara and Jared ask.

"Flabbergasted," you correct.

"Most people are," Zach nonchalantly shrugs.

"I see that..."

"You wanna see something else?" Zach questions glancing down at his pants, causing your eyes to once again widen.

"Should we leave?" Tara asks, "Yeah, that would be great." Zach deadpans, "Um, so yeah, anyways, Y/n?"

"Yes, Zach?"

"How you liking the pod so far?" Jared questions, "Um... it's good," you hesitantly reply, glancing at Zach.

"Got something else that's better," Zach butts in with a small smirk. "Zach!" Tara exclaims in disgust.

 "C'mon man. She's never gonna want to come back," Jared tells Zach with a stern tone. "She'll be coming alright," Zach nods.

"Holy fuck man!" Jared shouts. "You're fucking disgusting," Tara mutters into the mic, holding it close.

"I know," Zach nods, taking a sip of his water. 

"Y/nnnn" Zach sings into his mic, "Yes Zach?" you question completely out of it, as you think back to Zach's comments.

Visions of Zach hands wrapped around you run throughout your mind.

His hands lips travel down your neck, making you let out breathily moans of pain and pleasure. 

 He looks deep into your eyes before pulling you into a kiss.

You kiss back, breathing heavily as his hands travel from your waist down to your ass, squeezing it hard, causing you to gasp.

He kisses down your neck and all the way down to your stomach causing you to squirm under him as he slowly starts to take off your pants.

"You okay? breathing alright?" he questions, drawing you out of your thoughts.

You snap your head in his direction, realizing that your breathing was heavy. The thoughts in your head felt so real that you couldn't even breath.

"Need some CPR? I'd be more than happy to-" Zach adds getting interrupted by Tara, "No!" she shouts.

"I'm okay," you tell him.

But you did not mind getting CPR from Zach, it would fill part of the void that had appeared. You guys continued playing the game you were playing, smash or pass.

The podcast soon came to an end. You had gotten to know a little bit about Zach and Jared, and their sex life's and they got to know a whole lot about you and your sex life.

Your sex life wasn't like Tara's, you didn't hook up with numerous of guys, you just stood home. Waiting for the right guy, to find you.

Or for you to find them.

Y/n set the headphones onto the black pole thing, letting them rest before looking around the room. Tara ran off to the bathroom, leaving you and the guys plus Alyssa.

Alyssa excused herself as she got a phone call. Jared left you and Zach alone sensing that Zach wanted to talk?

"So..." you trail off. 

"Did you like it? filming with us I mean." Zach questions.

"It was definitely... something.." you sigh with a shrug, "But I did like it," you add.

"Really?"

"Yeah, you're a funny guy," you compliment with a smile, "Thank you," he smirks, making you immediately regret complimenting him because you probably fueled his ego.

"Can I get you a drink or something?" he questions, "Sure," you nod, following him into the kitchen.

"What would you like?" Zach asks, "Uh, water's fine," you shrug and nod. Zach grabs you a water bottle from the fridge and hands it to you, letting his hand linger on yours.

You stare down at your hands, admiring them together, before awkwardly pulling away.

You clear your throat wanting to ask about the jokes he made, wondering if they were just jokes.

"Zach." 

"Yeah?" he looks up.

"Did you mean anything by those jokes?" you ask.

Deep down when you walked through those doors and Zach first saw you, he thought you were the most gorgeous girl he had ever met, and he could not take his eyes off of you.

Zach made the jokes hoping you'd overthink and try to read between the lines, which you did. 

He wanted to get to know you and you had already had a crush on him. 

"Yeah I did." he nods with a small smile.

You look deep into his eyes trying to see if he's joking or lying, but you didn't see anything other than his smile, that melted your heart.

"And I want to get to know you," 

You let out a quiet sigh and nod, "I want that too,"

"So should be find out if you'll be coming back for more?" he smirks making your eyes widen in shock, but you decide to be bold and step forward.

You place both hands on the side of his face, dragging him down towards you. Your lips just centimeters away from each other's.

You draw him close and plant your lips on his. Zach reciprocates and moves his lips in sync with yours. 

His hands move from his sides to squeezing your waist, to roughly squeezing your ass causing you to let out a soft moan.

Meanwhile your hands travel from his cheeks to his neck. 

Zach hands cup underneath your ass, letting out a small grunt as he lifts you up with ease, you wrap your legs around his waist as you guys continue kissing.

He sits you down on the counter, fully making out with you.

"What about Tara or anyone else walking in?" you breath out, pulling away ever so slightly, "Shhh," he whispers, "Don't worry about that," 

Zach trails kisses down your neck until you hear a Tara yelling, causing you to jump back and almost hit your head on the counter.

"Y/n! we have to get going soon we have to get ready... for the party..." she stops as she walks in the kitchen to see you guys making out.

"Holy fuck." she mutters in shock and disgust before slapping a hand over her mouth. 

"Tara it's not what it looks like," you assure her causing her to give you a 'seriously?' look causing you to add, "Okay it's exactly what it looks, just let me explain."

"We eat off of that counter!" she cries in disgust.

"Sorry?" you apologize with a questioning tone and expression.

"I'll leave you two to sucking each other's faces off," she awkwardly gestures with her hands, excusing herself before making her way out of the kitchen.

Zach shrugs and turns back to kiss you, but you pull away, shove him and hop off of the counter, "I'm sorry, Zach but I feel bad, I have to go explain and apologize,"

You try to walk out, you felt bad, you had just made out with your best friend's other best friend, and you knew Tara was very understandable, but you couldn't not apologize to her.

She's your best friend and you just kissed her best friend and now you feel like shit.

Zach stops you, spinning you towards him, "You can apologize later," he lifts you up, into his arms before throwing you over his shoulder.

"Zach!" you slap his back as he carries you up the stairs and to his room. 

"Later," he tells you as he opens his room door.

He sets you down in his room before pulling you into another kiss. You kiss back, letting him take over which leads to him slamming your body onto the door.

You moan as his hands travel up your body, kissing his lips as he did. His lips trail down from yours and down to your neck, planting kiss everywhere.

"Zach," you moan as he sucks on your neck bringing a finger to your clit, teasing you causing your moans to become louder. 

He smirks against your neck causing you to push him back in annoyance, "Stop teasing me," you groan, "I'm sorry, sweetheart," he brings you into a kiss.

Your hands travel up his chest, tugging on his shirt, he gets your meaning and rips it off. You smile staring down at his bare chest.

Rubbing your fingers over his chest before getting on your knees and teasing him through his pants. You kiss all over his chest, subtly placing your hand on his bulge.

He sucks in a breath at that causing you to smile to yourself. Zach realizes what you're doing and picks you up once again throwing you over his shoulder and slamming you onto his bed.

You look up at him with admiration and adoration, "Stop looking at me with those eyes," he says. You smile and bring him into a kiss.

Zach pulls away and lifts you up, you look at him, "Can I?" he asks, you playfully squint, "Yes," Zach helps you lift your shirt up and stares directly at your boobs.

You lean into him, giving him a passionate kiss as his hands move to your waist, he leans back letting you straddle his waist.

Kissing up his abs, stopping on his lips, you help him take his pants off, and he does the same. You throw your guys pants on the floor and start making love leaving everyone downstairs disgusted.

[jayankles]

Smut drabble: Chains and Leather

REPOST

Jared x Reader

Smut!

“Lean forward, baby.” Jared softly commanded in your ear.

The chains rattled on and around your body, what little leather there was on you pinching at your skin but that was soon rectified when he unzipped the bottom half and pulled it off of you. “We won’t be needing that anymore.”

Jared pulled your hair to the side, careful not to get it tangled in the collar around your neck, pressing his hips to your ass and his hands groping at your tits.

When he was sure that you were thoroughly massaged, his hands gave your ass one final smooth over before he slides his cock into your cunt.

“You ready for my thumb, baby?”

“Yes, Jared. Put your thumb in my ass while you fuck my pussy.” You said, giving your body over to him to do as he pleased.

Looking over your shoulder, you noticed the snarl on Jared’s face and looked away, hiding your own smirk. Jared had filled both your pussy and your ass before but it was still a little difficult to get used to considering his size.

Jared had worked you over with his cock and thumb, ensuring that you were accustomed to him and feeling the stretching sensation within you. He made you come and spill all of your juices over his cock within minutes, finding all those sweet spots inside of you.

With a few more pumps of his cock, he grunted and it sprang free from your pussy, you clenched around nothing as you missed the thickness of him.

You felt something on your back and knew what it was when Jared moaned once again, whispering “oh, god” and a few “fuck”s. Jared was fully spent but there was nothing that was going to stop him from cleaning you up.

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Smut drabble: Master

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Jared x Reader

Smut!

Jared was a goddamn master when it came to sex and making you feel good. His fingers entered both your holes, his other hand pushing your leg towards the bed, the length of his finger making it all the more better, all the more pleasurable.

When Jared had finished with his fingers, he moved rapidly, pulling you onto his lap so you could grind down on his cock.

As he did before, he knew exactly when you were close to exploding so he moved at lightning speed, so that you were under his huge frame.

His cock head vigorously moved against your clit in tight, quick circles before he pushed home inside of you, your inner walls clenching around him.

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Bailey’s Quotes Challenge

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I Know Your Wife (She Wouldn’t Mind) - Part Thirty-Eight

Summary: The rest of your birthday is incredible, but nobody will tell you what Gen’s plans for the evening are Words: 6k Jared x Reader x Gen, Jensen, Danneel, JJ, Dallas (OC) (mentioned Tom, Shep, Gino, Arrow, and Zep) Warnings: fluff, drinking (not excessive), smut Beta: @blacksiren

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You were a bit wary when Genevieve told you that she’d organised a VIP tour of Vancouver Aquarium for your birthday, but she was already aware of the hangups you might have.

“They really care about their animals,” she had promised. “They’re super involved with ocean conservation. They’re good people.”

Once you were convinced, you ended up having a great time.

The experience let you feed the animals as well as learning more about their natural habitats. Your guide was impressed with your knowledge of sharks and sea otters, and you found yourself getting carried away as the two of you chatted.

“Sorry,” you apologised, noticing Jared watching you with a small smile.

“It’s nice to see you so animated,” he assured you, pushing Dallas’ stroller back and forth to keep her moving and content.

“And we’re learning stuff,” Gen agreed. “Don’t apologise.”

“It’s good to show people around that are actually really interested,” your guide told you. “Half the time it’s kids that just want to say they fed an octopus.”

“That’s why I tagged along,” Jensen teased, and you laughed as the guide rolled her eyes fondly.

“Luckily, that’s where we’re headed next.”

Jensen had to leave for set almost as soon as you got home from the aquarium, apologising for not being there for the rest of your birthday.

“It’s fine,” you assured him. “I’m lucky as it is that they gave me and Jared the day off.”

“Still,” he shrugged before wrapping you up into a hug. “Hope you have a good evening.”

“I still don’t know what Gen’s planned,” you laughed, leaning into him as he kissed your temple.

“You’ll have fun,” he promised, slipping his shoes on. “Love ya, kiddo.”

“You too,” you smiled, turning back towards the front room once the door closed behind him.

Gen was playing with Bailey on the floor while Jared held a fussy Dallas, your daughter in need of a feed and a nap.

“Don’t cry, baby girl,” Jared shushed. “The milk maker is here.”

“Hey!” you chastised fondly. “I’m ‘Mama’ not ‘the milk maker’.”

“He’s just jealous that he’s got useless man nipples,” Gen teased, making both of you laugh as you took Dallas into your arms.

“Mama’s here,” you soothed, taking a seat in your armchair and curling your legs up under yourself.

Jared handed you a muslin from Dallas’ diaper bag as you rearranged your outfit so your daughter could feed.

Once she was in position and the two of you were comfortable, you looked down at Gen and Bailey; the pair still playing together on the floor.

“She needs a walk,” you murmured, and Gen smiled up at you.

“Me and Jare will take her in a sec,” she told you, looking at Jared for confirmation as he took a seat on the couch. “While you’re talking to Dee and the kids, Dal can have a nap and we can take Bails out.”

“You really planned this whole day out, didn’t you?” you grinned and she laughed softly, a blush adorning her cheeks.

“My girlfriend was turning twenty-one and I knew I only had a couple days with her,” she reasoned. “I had to maximise the fun and mix in the practicals.”

You felt yourself begin to blush, rolling your lips and biting down, closing your eyes as a smile spread across your face.

It felt wrong when you or Jared referred to each other as boyfriend or girlfriend, but Genevieve doing so made you feel warm inside.

“Mama’s blushing, Bambina,” Gen told your daughter, Dallas too busy feeding to pay any attention to anything but you.

“I’ve never had a girlfriend before,” you reasoned, stroking Dallas’ hair absentmindedly. “I kinda like it.”

“Good,” Gen winked, crawling towards your chair before placing her hands on the armrests and leaning in for a kiss. “I kinda like it, too.”

You leant forward, careful of Dallas as you placed a quick kiss to her lips.

She was grinning as she got to her feet, motioning for an excited Bailey to sit down as she turned to face Jared.

“I have a girlfriend,” she stated, causing her husband to raise an eyebrow.

“I’m aware,” he agreed. “You have for quite a while.”

She was still giddy as she sat down in his lap, the two of them looking over at you from the couch.

“My girlfriend is kinda cute,” Gen murmured, deliberately loud enough for you to hear, making the heat rise in your cheeks once more.

“Even cuter when she blushes,” Jared agreed, making you laugh in frustration.

“That’s enough,” you told them, glaring teasingly. “Go walk the mutt and stop picking on me.”

Jared stood up, making Gen get up from his lap as he did.

“We do it out of love,” she promised as Jared leaned down to kiss the top of your head, motioning for Bailey to follow him out into the hallway.

“I know,” you assured her, “My cheeks are just gonna burn up if you carry on.”

“Sorry, sweetie,” she told you, her smile letting you know that she wasn’t sorry at all. “Dee is expecting your call between three and five, ‘Couver time. She’s got all the kids over today.”

“That’s a lot of work,” you murmured, and she shrugged.

“Pretty sure Gino’s over, too.”

“You did say all the kids,” you grinned, making her laugh softly.

“Alright, we’re off,” she told you, hearing Jared call through that they were ready. “If you’ve got milk left when she’s full, express it.”

You frowned softly but didn’t argue, knowing it was better to agree than to question at this point.

“We’ll be like an hour,” she smiled, blowing a kiss as she left the room.

You laughed fondly, looking down at your daughter as she blinked up at you, her hands tensing against your chest as she fed.

“I love that woman,” you murmured, smiling as Dallas reached a hand up towards your face.

You gave her a finger to hold as she continued to suckle gently.

“One day, you’re gonna learn what an incredible woman your mama and papa love,” you whispered, looking straight into her eyes. “You’re gonna learn how kind and supportive and loving and strong she is. She may not be your mama, but I hope you grow up just like her.”

Dallas blinked slowly, and you bit your lip as you laughed softly.

“Just don’t grow up too fast,” you told her. “Mama wants you to be her baby forever.”

After you’d put Dallas down for a nap and pumped the rest of your milk, you set yourself up in your bedroom, fixing your hair to be slightly more presentable before calling Danneel.

Just as you got your phone out, a notification popped up from Jensen’s Instagram, so you clicked that first.

You laughed softly at the last hashtag, liking the post before swiping through the pictures.

There were a couple more from the aquarium - one of you holding Dallas and trying to draw attention to a shark, and you knew instantly that you wanted that framed for her nursery - followed by a picture that you were sure would get you a lot of hate but you loved it anyway.

Jensen had taken it that morning while you were blowing out the candle on your cupcake. Your eyes were closed while Jared and Gen watched you - Jared with Dallas cuddled against his bare chest and Genevieve with her arm on the back of your seat - with open adoration in their expressions.

It was a real family photo, and your heart swelled as you screenshot the image to save it to your phone.

The last picture was blurry but it made you smile just as much as the rest.

It was a selfie that Jensen had sprung on you at the aquarium, lifting his phone out to take the picture as he kissed your cheek.

You were laughing, his eyes crinkled at the corners as he kissed you and snapped the image.

The photo was blurred because the two of you were shaking slightly with laughter, but it captured your relationship and the love between yourself and your father perfectly.

You typed out a quick comment, thanking Jensen for making your day so fun and repeating his #adoptdontshop tag with a wink emoji.

You were still grinning as you pulled up Danneel’s contact information to start up the FaceTime call.

It took her a while to answer, but when she did you could tell why.

All of the kids were in the shot with her and Gino; Tom, Shep, and JJ singing ‘Happy Birthday’ enthusiastically while Arrow and Zep clapped their little hands and laughed.

“God, I love you guys,” you told them once they’d finished, and JJ moved up closer to Danneel, putting her face front and centre on your screen.

“Did ya like ya presents?” she asked, grinning.

“Ask if she likes the earrings!” Tom shouted from behind, causing Danneel to wince and pull the phone away.

“Alright, kiddos,” she sighed. “Mama gets to talk to Ditto first and then I promise y’all will get your turn.”

You laughed softly as JJ pouted, pulling out the puppy eyes on Danneel.

“But, Mama,” she complained, “I wanna go first.”

“Hey, Tex?” you offered, grabbing her attention. “If you let Mama go first and then Gino and the boys… then you can go last and get the longest time. But you’ve gotta be good for Uncle G until then.”

You watched as she contemplated the compromise before nodding.

“Mkay,” she agreed. “I’m always good for Uncle G.”

“You’re a liar,” Gino chimed in, picking her up onto his hip and kissing her temple before looking into Danneel’s phone. “Happy birthday, kiddo.”

“Thanks,” you smiled back, watching as Danneel told the kids to be good before leaving to find somewhere private to talk to you.

“I love those kids but they’re so loud,” she told you, taking a seat once she got to Jensen’s office.

You laughed, nodding in understanding.

“I miss y’all but it’s quite nice to have some peace,” you agreed. “Well, when Dal isn’t grumbling.”

“God, I miss that girl,” Danneel sighed, smiling at you. “How is she?”

“Full and napping,” you told her. “I’m sure she’ll be up soon so y’all can say hi.”

“Let her sleep, I wanna talk to the birthday girl,” she grinned. “How’s your day going?”

“It’s been… amazing,” you admitted, your fingers automatically finding the key pendant. “Thank you so much for everything.”

“You deserve it all,” she dismissed kindly. “My baby girl turned twenty-one.”

You laughed softly, leaning back against your headboard.

“Did you see Jay’s Instagram?” you asked, and she shook her head.

“I haven’t had a second to myself until just now,” she admitted, her camera being paused as she went in search of what you were talking about. “Gino being here is keeping me sane.”

“Never thought I’d hear that,” you teased, and you heard her laugh softly.

“I told Tom and Shep’s nanny to take the day off and I’ve regretted it since five minutes in,” she admitted, her tone light. “Alright, Instagram.”

“Yup,” you confirmed, waiting for her to find it.

She laughed softly.

“God, I married a dork,” she sighed, a tapping sound letting you know she was commenting before her face reappeared. “Adopt don’t shop.”

“I mean…”

“I wish I’d thought of that,” she grinned. “I’m glad y’all have had a good day.”

“It’s been incredible,” you sighed, biting your lip. “I’m a lucky girl.”

“You deserve it,” she shrugged. “I’d’ve come up, too, but Gen has a plan I don’t think you’ll want your mama there for.”

You pulled a face, feeling your cheeks flush.

“Nothing’s going on so long as Dallas is waking up every couple hours,” you reasoned. “I’m taking all the sleep I can get.”

“Mhm,” she hummed, looking entirely unconvinced. “Well, the day’s not over yet.”

“I’m aware,” you laughed softly. “Nobody’s telling me what’s happening though so I’m just rolling with it and hoping for the best.”

“It’ll be great,” she promised, looking at you knowingly.

“Stop,” you requested, feeling your cheeks start to heat again and not wanting a repeat of earlier.

“Sorry, sweetheart,” she smiled. “Let’s talk about something else. How’s work?”

You ended up staying on FaceTime for almost two hours.

You spoke to everyone, Danneel and Gino even showed you to the twins so you got a chance to see them again. You couldn’t believe how much they’d grown already.

Tom and Shep were thrilled that you liked the earrings, and they were happy to chat away to you about school and their friends and what they’d done with their nanny yesterday.

You loved that they wanted to tell you everything, that they’d accepted you into their family without question and cared about you enough to think to ask how you were as well.

You really were a lucky girl.

Talking to JJ took up the biggest chunk of your time.

Jared and Gen had returned and Dallas had woken up by the time that you got her on the phone, so you let them all say hello before you were left with your little sister again.

“How ya doin’, sweetness?” you asked her once Gino had left her in her room, clutching Danneel’s phone with both hands to look at you.

“I miss ya and Dally but I’m ‘kay,” she assured you, making you laugh softly.

“What about Daddy? Or Uncle Jared?”

She shrugged, moving the phone with her as she did.

“Them too but mostly you.”

You smiled sadly, adjusting your position to get more comfortable.

You’d moved to Dallas’ nursery when she woke up, so you were still sat in the rocking chair while Jared and Gen spent time with the baby downstairs.

“Thank you very much for helping choose my ring,” you told her, the mention of it causing her to beam.

“It’s a princess crown b’cos you’re a princess,” she told you, enthusiastically. “You’re like ‘Punzel and Elsa and Tiana and Moana.”

“Moana wouldn’t like it if she heard you calling her a princess,” you reminded JJ, making her roll her eyes.

“Well, yeah. But her daddy is the chief,” she reasoned. “Our daddy is the chief and you’re still a princess.”

You knew that in her mind that was sound logic, so you didn’t bother to try and argue your point.

“I guess you’re right, baby girl,” you allowed. “And thank you for my boots. I’m wearing them later today.”

“D’ya like them?” she asked, looking intently at the screen.

“I love them,” you promised. “So so much.”

“You’re gonna be on the wall like us,” she told you, and a smile grew on your lips.

“Yep, like a real family.”

“Mhm,” she agreed. “Mama said Aunt Mama is takin’ you to the ‘quarium.”

“Yeah,” you confirmed. “We went with Daddy and Uncle Jared already.”

“And Dally?”

You laughed at her expression.

“Nah, we left her here on her own,” you teased, earning a soft gasp. “I’m kiddin’, kiddo. Dallas came with us.”

“I was gonna say,” she sighed dramatically. “Ditto, she’s a baby.”

“Which is why she came with us,” you promised. “I’m a good mama, I swear.”

“The best mama,” she agreed, making you scoff lightly.

“No way,” you disagreed. “Mama and Aunt Mama are the best mamas.”

She hummed, thoughtful.

“You’re the joint best, then,” she concluded, making you smile.

“Alright, baby girl,” you told her. “Now tell me about you. How’s Texas? Are you lookin’ after the babies for Mama?”

“Arry keeps sayin’ ‘Dada’ and Mama’s tryin’ to get her to say ‘Mama’,” she giggled. “It’s just cus she’s a baby, not cus she doesn’t love her.”

“Poor Mama!” you exclaimed, over-dramatic to make JJ laugh. “They’ll get there someday.”

“They’re nearly a whole year old,” JJ agreed. “I could talk when I was a whole year.”

You frowned, narrowing your eyes slightly.

“I’m not sure you could, kiddo,” you hedged, and she nodded.

“Mhm, I’m a genius.”

“I don’t believe you, monkey,” you told her. “I’m gonna have to check with Mama.”

She cracked, laughing as she shook her head.

“I’m kiddin’! Babies can’t talk.”

“I know,” you grinned. “You’re tryna trick me.”

“Maybe,” she smiled, flopping down to lay on her bed. “I miss ya.”

“I miss you, too,” you smiled sadly.

The two of you stayed looking at each other on the screens in front of you for a while, until JJ took in a deep, excited breath.

“What?” you asked, grateful for a distraction from how much you were missing her.

“Can I show you my new toy?” she asked, already getting up.

“Of course,” you confirmed, watching as she searched around her room for what she was looking for.

The next half hour was spent talking to JJ, your sister changing the subject every so often to keep you talking, and you were ready to keep talking but you were interrupted by a light knock on the door.

“Come in,” you called, apologising to JJ.

“It’s ‘kay,” she assured you, getting up and walking back out of her room, probably in search of Tom and Shep.

Gen slowly entered the room, a grumbly Dallas in her arms.

“She misses her mama,” she apologised as you got to her feet.

“That’s okay,” you smiled, trading your phone for your daughter, letting Gen hold all of you in view for JJ.

“Hey, Birdie,” Gen smiled and JJ kissed the camera.

“Hi, Aunt Mama,” she replied. “I’m takin’ you to see my boys now.”

“Her boys,” you murmured softly to Gen, making her smile.

“Thanks kiddo.”

“Hey, Tex?” you asked, and she hummed in acknowledgement. “I’m gonna try and make Dal stop being a grumpy butt, but you can keep talking with Aunt Mama and the boys for a bit, ‘kay?”

“‘Kay, love ya,” she agreed before instantly chatting away to Gen.

You took Dallas through to where you could hear Jared in your bedroom, Bailey standing at the foot of the bed while he explained to her why she wasn’t allowed up onto the mattress.

“She can’t hear you,” you reminded him, fondly. “Even if she could, she wouldn’t understand.”

“Me and Bailey have a special bond,” he argued, and you laughed softly as you sat at the foot of your bed, laying Dallas on your lap and letting Bailey gently nose at her.

“You’ve got a profound bond, huh?” you teased, making Jared laugh as he sat next to you, stroking Dallas’ cheek as you and the dog managed to get her to relax. “I think Dal has the real profound bond.”

“I think you’re right,” he agreed, leaning in to kiss you softly. “Did you get to talk to everyone?”

You nodded, kissing him again and letting yourself linger a little longer this time.

“What was that for?” he asked quietly, sweeping your stray hairs behind your ear with a soft finger.

“Just wanted to,” you shrugged. “Thank you for today.”

“It’s not over yet,” he smiled, kissing your cheek before getting to his feet.

“Y’all keep saying that and I don’t know what it means,” you grumbled fondly, pushing Bailey away so that you could lift up Dallas now that she was calmer.

He shrugged, reaching for his daughter.

You handed her over, loving to watch as she reached for his face and he playfully nipped at her fingers.

“You will,” Jared told you, giving Dallas his finger as something to hold and kissing the back of her hand. “Soon.”

Gen’s plans involved skimpy cowgirl costumes and a Dallas-free night.

She’d arranged with Jared that he’d spend the night in with your daughter while the two of you hit the bar for your first legal drink.

“Jared can go out and get a beer with you whenever,” Gen had reasoned. “I’m only here for a little while.”

She had a point.

The tiny cowgirl outfit had less of a legitimate reasoning, however.

She knew that JJ had chosen your boots, and figured that she could incorporate them into your halloween costume.

You weren’t convinced, but her excitement for the night encouraged you to put on the outfit just to see her happy.

By the time you were ready to leave you’d expressed enough milk for Jared to feed your daughter along with some formula just in case, and you were dressed in tiny Daisy Dukes with a flannel shirt and cowboy hat - the boots from JJ completing your ensemble.

You felt stupid but if Jared’s reaction was anything to go by, you looked great.

Genevieve, on the other hand, was owning it.

“I feel like I’m back in Wildfire,” she grinned, running her fingers under the legs of her denim cutoffs to smooth them out.

“Kris didn’t wear pants that showed her ass,” Jared reminded her, and she laughed as she tipped her hat slightly.

“I think it’s the hat and the boots,” she reasoned, turning back to face you. “Ya ready for a night on the town, lil’ darlin’?”

Her accent had you laughing slightly, tugging on the hem of your flannel.

“You look incredible,” Jared assured you, holding Dallas as he leaned against the wall in the hallway. “Go out and have fun. Dal and I can hold down the fort.”

“You don’t have work tomorrow,” Gen reminded you, dropping her accent and kissing you quickly before linking her fingers with yours. “Let’s have some fun.”

You nodded, leaning up to kiss Jared back when he approached.

“Have a good time,” he told you, and you offered a soft smile.

“I’ll try.”

“Oh, you will,” Gen assured you before slipping back into her ridiculously dramatic southern accent. “This is gonna be the greatest night of your life.”

Despite your initial reservations, you and Genevieve ended up having a great night.

You were onto your third bar of the night - pleasantly buzzed from the alcohol in your system but still totally in control - when your favourite song started playing.

You finished the rest of your drink, nodding at Gen to do the same.

She laughed softly before knocking it back, gently placing her glass down onto the bar.

“Dance with me,” you murmured, and she frowned, not catching your words over the buzz of the Halloween crowd.

You leaned in closer, holding onto your hat so it didn’t fall as it brushed hers.

“Dance with me,” you repeated, pulling back to meet her eyes.

Even though your relationship with each other was no secret, the two of you had been keeping everything almost platonic all night so as not to attract too much attention - especially after you’d been recognised and stopped for selfies on the way between bars.

Genevieve raised an eyebrow as she worried her lower lip.

“You sure?” she asked, and you nodded as you grabbed her hand, pulling her into the throng of tipsy dancers on the floor.

The two of you danced together, losing your inhibitions as you moved to the beat and mouthed along to the words.

As the song came to an end, the smile on Genevieve’s face had you giddy with excitement.

“Kiss me,” you requested, taking her hands.

“Y/N,” she hedged, stepping in closer as the next song started to play.

“I love you,” you grinned, pecking her cheek. “I wanna kiss my girlfriend on my birthday.”

You weren’t willing to do anything without her agreeing to it, but you squeezed her hands as you saw a small smile growing from her concern.

“C’mon, sweet thang,” you urged, emphasising your own southern drawl. “Gimme some sugar.”

She laughed at that, letting go of your hands to drape her arms over your shoulders.

She picked up your hat with one hand, taking it off your head as she leant in to kiss you.

You grinned against her lips as you cupped her face between your palms, deepening the kiss when she opened up for you.

“I love you,” she told you once you pulled back, and you smiled as you leaned in to whisper in her ear.

“Take me home.”

Gen lead you straight upstairs once you got back, her hand warm in your own as you made your way through the hallway towards your bedroom.

You frowned when she opened the door to reveal an empty room.

“Where’s Jared?” you asked, and Gen grinned as she took your hat and rested it next to hers on the dresser.

“With Dallas,” she informed you. “Sleeping in Jensen’s room.”

You bit your lip as her hands found your waist, dipping under the hem of your flannel.

“Where’s Jensen?”

“Crashing in his trailer,” she answered.

You blushed as her fingers slipped into the waistband of your shorts, teasing at the top of your panties.

“You really thought of everything,” you laughed softly as you draped your arms over her shoulders, kissing her sweetly.

She shrugged, a smile tugging at her lips.

“I guess. Maybe… maybe your present was for me as much as it was for you.”

“Oh,” you feigned surprise, letting her hair out of the braids that she’d put it in for her costume. “So do you think I should go and get changed? Slip into something more comfortable?”

“I mean… I wouldn’t say no…” she trailed off, her smile spreading as you moved your hands to her wrists, gently encouraging her hands away from your ass.

You moved over to your closet, pulling out the Victoria’s Secret box before walking to the door.

“I’m gonna go freshen up,” you told her, watching as she started to unbutton her flannel, your eyes drawn to her tan skin as more was exposed.

“I’ll be waitin’,” she drawled, shooting you a wink before turning her back to you and letting her shirt fall to the ground.

You let out an involuntary groan at the sight, causing her to laugh and look over her shoulder at you.

“Go get changed, then you can look all you want,” she told you. “I’ll even let you touch.”

“You’ll be the death of me,” you murmured, pushing open the door in an attempt to get yourself moving towards the bathroom.

“Go,” she laughed fondly, running a hand through her hair.

You reluctantly did as she asked, making your way through to your bathroom in the knowledge that she’d still be waiting for you when you came back.

Once into the bathroom, you opened up the box to find that all of Gen’s presents were inside.

Not just the kimono and lingerie, but the Seahawks jersey, too.

Without a second thought, you took off your cowgirl getup and pulled on the new panties, foregoing the bra in favour of slipping into the jersey.

You placed the lid back onto the box and dumped your costume into the hamper, looking at yourself in the mirror with a satisfied smirk.

The jersey was big on you, but Genevieve had known that was how you would want it.

You were always fond of wearing Jared’s clothes and drowning in them - despite the caveman ribbing that you and Gen gave him whenever he offered you his shirts - so she’d ordered a size up.

The hem covered your panty-clad ass, falling just above mid-thigh as the sleeves stopped a couple inches above your elbows.

You felt like a college cheerleader, wearing her boyfriend’s team jersey to turn him on after one of his games.

Only, you weren’t in college, nor were you a cheerleader.

You were a Cowboys fan in a Seahawks jersey because you knew that Gen would love it.

You left the pink box on top of the closed hamper before slowly making your way back to your bedroom.

You let your hair down as you walked, knowing that Gen liked to run her fingers through it whenever she got the chance, carding one hand through the roots as you gently knocked on the door.

“Come in,” came Gen’s soft voice, and you bit your lip in anticipation as you opened the door.

She was sat on the edge of the bed in her lingerie, a different pattern of the same satin kimono elegantly draped over her body.

As soon as she saw you, she got to her feet.

“I get it, now,” she breathed as you closed the door behind you.

“Get what?” you asked, suddenly feeling self-conscious as her eyes roamed over you.

“Jared’s ‘caveman’ thing,” she explained, walking towards you and resting her hands on your shoulders. “It’s hot seeing you in my team colours.”

You were blushing as she kissed you, your embarrassment quickly falling away as she started to walk the two of you back towards your bed.

“It’s been a while,” she murmured against your lips, falling back onto the mattress and pulling you with her.

“If you got rid of your reciprocation rule, Jared and I could’ve shown you a good time before you moved back home,” you reminded her, crawling up the bed until you could lay against the pillows. “Speaking of Jared…”

“It’s just us tonight,” she answered, crawling over you to kiss your cheek, jaw, neck.

You bit your lip, trying to figure out how to word your thoughts without sounding pathetic.

“I asked if he’d join us when we got back,” Gen continued, reading your mind as her hands pushed up the hem of your jersey so they could rest against your skin. “He declined on the basis that-”

“I’m not as hot as I was before I had Dallas,” you interrupted, squirming away slightly.

“No,” Gen insisted, pulling back enough to look down at you in confusion. “No, God, no.”

Her eyes were full of concern and when you searched you couldn’t find anything but honesty and love in her expression.

“Y/N, nothing about your body now is even slightly a turnoff,” she promised, placing butterfly kisses to your cheeks. “Jared, he’s not a small guy. You know that. He was worried that maybe you’d try to do too much, too soon, and end up hurting yourself.”

She looked into your eyes again, making sure you understood.

“He loves you, sweet girl,” she assured you, “And he’s dying to get back into your pants.”

You laughed at that, earning a small smile from Gen.

“Consider this a test run,” she told you, placing a lingering kiss to your lips. “Let me show you how much we love you. Let me make you feel good, birthday girl.”

You couldn’t really argue with that when her fingers were already dipping into your panties.

You pulled Genevieve into a kiss, your fingers tangling in her hair as hers worked to get you out of your underwear.

It’d been too long, just the touch of her fingertips to your inner thighs had you moaning into the kiss.

She slid the kimono from her shoulders after removing your panties, gently placing it on the floor beside the foot of your bed.

She stayed down that end of your mattress, her hands lightly skimming your legs until she could push up your shirt, pressing kisses to your thighs as she did.

“Fuck,” you breathed, carding a hand into her hair as her lips moved closer to your core.

She hummed against your skin, spreading your legs with her palms against your inner thighs.

It had been so long, so the first careful flick of her tongue over you clit pulled a whimper from your lips.

“It’s okay,” Gen murmured, pulling back slightly. “Relax. I’ll make this good for you.”

You didn’t doubt that for a second.

She waited for you to shift into a comfortable position, your fingers lightly moving through her hair as you nodded for her to continue.

“I love you,” she told you, before biting lightly at your inner thigh, causing you to let out a breathy laugh.

All thoughts left your mind as she started to eat you out, her tongue bringing you pleasure that you hadn’t felt in months.

Every flick of her tongue over your clit caused a pulse throughout your body; seemingly a natural reaction to everything Gen did.

You could feel yourself getting wetter, and when one of Gen’s hands moved from holding your thighs to between them you took in a deep breath.

One gentle finger slowly tested at your entrance, and you tugged at her hair slightly to tell her that you could take it.

She moved slowly, carefully, pulling back enough to watch your expression as her fingers entered you.

It didn’t take long for her to find your g-spot, your previous times together giving her intimate knowledge of every part of your body, and you could feel your heartbeat between your thighs as she grazed her fingertips over the bunch of nerves.

Your hips bucked and she grinned, placing a kiss to your stomach where your jersey had ridden up.

“Gen,” you murmured, softly carding your fingers through her hair.

“It’s okay,” she repeated, her words whispered against your skin. “Let go, Y/N.”

She moved back to focus on your clit, sucking lightly and flicking her tongue as her fingers continued to work inside you.

It didn’t take long for the combined stimulation to have you close to climax. Genevieve knew exactly what to do to bring you pleasure, her fingers and mouth bringing you right up to the edge.

From the rate of your breaths and the sounds you were making, she knew that you were barely holding it together.

With one talented graze of her fingers and a lick of her tongue, you were gone.

You came with a soft moan, your hips convulsing as Gen worked you through your orgasm until it was too much.

“Please,” you breathed, and she finally pulled back, letting you come down on your own.

You could feel her watching you as you caught your breath, biting her lip in the knowledge that she had made you that breathless.

She smiled as she got up off of the bed, and you watched as she made her way over to the wardrobe, opening the pyjama drawer.

“What are you doing?” you asked, your heart still thumping in your chest.

“Getting comfortable to sleep,” she explained, pulling out a pair of sleep shorts.

“Oh,” you frowned, propping yourself up on your elbows.

“Oh?” she asked, turning back to face you.

“I thought I was gonna get to help you out of those panties,” you told her, biting your lip as you let your eyes rake over her lingerie-clad body. “My last gift to unwrap.”

“Oh,” she repeated, a glint in her eye as she put down the shorts and walked back towards the bed. “I was gonna forget about the reciprocation rule. I figured this whole night was about you.”

“It still is,” you shrugged, moving onto your side and reaching for her wrist when she was close enough to pull her onto the bed.

She laughed as her hands fell onto your shoulders, looking at the jersey before meeting your eye.

“I can’t believe you’re wearing it,” she admitted, and you smiled as you rolled her onto her back, kissing her chastely.

“Don’t tell Jared,” you teased as you started to kiss down her neck.

“No promises,” she breathed, a hand carding into your hair. “I think he’ll want to hear every detail of tonight.”

“Is that so?” you asked, your lips against her clavicle as your hands moved under her back to unclasp her bra.

“Mhm,” she hummed in agreement, and you cocked an eyebrow as you met her eye.

“Then we better make it a great story.”

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Bailey’s Disney Quote Challenge

So I have reached 500 followers and while I am still working on my 300 follower requests, I would like to challenge all the writers out there, that are willing, to write a fic with one of these Disney quotes in them. As of now 510 so thank you guys so much

Rules:

You don't have to follow me, but it would be great if you did.

Pick a Pairing and a quote from below.

Send me an ask; reblogs and comments will not be counted.

You can write anything; fluff, smut, angst but tag it correctly.

The quote you pick must be included in your writing.

They will be due in 23rd of March, if you need an extension just message me.

Tag me in the A/N.

Put #Bailey's Disney Quotes Challenge in the A/N and the within the first 5 tags.

The minimum amount of words is 500 and the maximum is 10k.

If it is longer than 500 words please add the 'Keep Reading' button.

It can be a drabble, one shot, or the start of a new series.

All fics submitted will be added to a Masterlist, created by me, and posted on the 24th.

Pairing:

Dean x Reader

Sam x Reader

Castiel x Reader

Gadreel x Reader

Jensen x Reader

Jared x Reader

Bucky x Reader

Steve x Reader

Scott x Reader

Peter x Reader

Quotes:

"The past can hurt. But the way I see it, you can either run from it, or learn from it." — Rafiki, The Lion King

"The flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all." — The Emperor, Mulan

"You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think." — Christopher Robin, Winnie the Pooh

"A true hero isn't measured by the size of his strength, but by the strength of his heart." — Zeus, Hercules

"The very things that hold you down are going to lift you up." — Timothy Mouse, Dumbo

"The only way to get what you want in this world is through hard work." — Tiana, The Princess and the Frog

"If you walk the footsteps of a stranger, you'll learn things you never knew you never knew." — Pocahontas, Pocahontas

"Like so many things, it is not what's outside, but what is inside that counts." — Merchant, Aladdin

"Life is a journey to be experienced, not a problem to be solved." — Pooh, Winnie the Pooh

"Yay, I'm a llama again. Wait...what?' - Kuzco, The Emperor's New Groove.

"Most everyone's mad here." — Cheshire Cat, Alice in Wonderland

"You're never too old to be young." — Happy, Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs

“If it’s not Baroque, don’t fix it.” – Cogsworth, Beauty and the Beast

"Listen to me. The human world...it's a mess." - Sebastian, The Little Mermaid

"Frying Pans? Who knew, right?" - Flynn Rider, Tangled

"Hit the road, Bucky!" - Kuzco, The Emperor's New Groove

"Well, there's the usual things: flowers... chocolates... promises you don't intend to keep..." - Cogsworth, Beauty and the Beast

“I was hiding under your porch because I love you.” – Doug, Up

“‘Ohana means family, and family means no one gets left behind or forgotten.” – Lilo, Lilo & Stitch.

“Ladies do not start fights, but they can finish them.” – Marie, The AristoCats

"Put that thing back where it came from or so help me!" - Mike, Monsters Inc

"I am not fast." - Baymax, Big Hero 6

Signal boost will be appreciated. :)

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