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Taste Test - Rafael Barba Imagine [Law & Order: SVU]

Title: Taste Test

Pairing: Rafael Barba X Reader

Word Count: 1,075 words

Warning(s): none that I'm aware of

Summary: The SVU detectives go to visit their favorite ADA at his office. They end up finding out more about him than they ever planned to.

Author's Note: I needed something fast and cute to give me a break from some of the longer stories that I'm working on (there is a doctor who oc story and a grimm story in the works right now). I'm also on the tail end of my master's program, so it's all a little bit hectic right now.

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I rarely ever had the time to visit Rafael at his office.

Even without considering his frantic and busy work schedule, mine simply never allowed it. I owned the bakery that my dad had opened years ago. I took over after his retirement and I hadn't stopped moving at top speed since. It was always looking at the menu or staffing or some crisis that needed to be fixed right then and there.

But sometimes, just sometimes, I would have a day where I had enough people and a slow enough flow of customers that I could pack a little bag of treats and a few drinks and go see him at lunch.

Today was one of those very lucky days.

Rafael's office door was slightly open when I got there. I knocked on it lightly, pushing it just enough to peak my head through.

"Hello- (Y/n)." he stood up as soon as he saw me. "What are you doing here?"

"Slow day," I replied with a shrug. "Thought that I could tempt you into a break with some food and coffee."

"If there's a day that I say no to that, assume that someone has replaced me with a clone."

"Noted," I chuckled, placing the bag and the drink carrier on the round table in the corner. I handed him one cup. "Here, try this. It's a potential drink for the summer menu."

"Alright." he took a small sip of the drink. He nodded. "It's good. What is it?"

"It's basically a latte but made with rose milk and rose foam."

"How... How do you make rose milk?"

"Shh, don't ask questions," I said as I sat down in one of the table's chairs. Rafael chuckled as he sat next to me. "Do you really like it?"

"It's great," he promised.

"Good," I mumbled. "I was a bit worried about it."

"You have reason to be." Rafael grabbed my hand over the table. "You are a genius when it comes to making up drinks."

"I hope you feel the same way about my ability to make up food," I replied, reaching into the bag that I had brought with me. I put down a napkin and plopped a muffin on the top.

"Oh, absolutely," he let go of my hand to pick up the muffin. I chuckled as he did. He took a bite and hummed. "This is a winner."

"Glad to hear." I leaned over and swiped some crumbs off of his chin with my thumb. "But you do praise all of my food."

He hummed again as he took another bite, nodding before he was able to speak, "Because all of your food is amazing."

I grabbed my drink, taking a sip before changing the subject, "How has your day been? Anything important happening?"

"Not yet-"

"Barba-"

We both looked to the door as a group of people walked in. There were three of them; two women and a man.

"Perfect timing," Rafael mumbled to me. I would have chuckled if I hadn't been so caught off guard.

"Hello," one of the women said.

"Hi," I replied, standing up as I did.

The woman looked at Rafael. "I didn't know that you had a meeting."

"It's... It's not a meeting," I explained quickly. I always spoke quickly when I was nervous and having three people suddenly walk into the room with no warning made me very nervous. "I was just stopping by for lunch."

"Detectives," Rafael stood up behind me, touching my back. "This is (Y/n). My partner. (Y/n), these are some of the detectives from the S.V.U. Olivia Benson, Amanda Rollins, and Sonny Carisi."

"Nice to meet you all."

"You too," Olivia nodded at me. "I hope he hasn't been hiding you from us."

I chuckled. "No, no, not at all. I- I own a little bakery and cafe place not too far from here. I tend to be pretty swamped, but I had some downtime, so I stopped by for lunch."

"I thought that I recognized you!" Sonny pointed at me. "I've been by your shop."

"Oh, good, hope you liked it."

"Oh, loved it," he said. He turned to the other detectives. "There was this awesome sandwich thing on the menu during the fall. I've been craving it for months."

"I'll make note of that, so I remember to bring it back this year," I promised. "In the meantime, I'd be happy to treat you all to some food and drinks. I'm starting to sort out the summer menu; you should all come over sometime and test out some of the ideas I have."

"You don't have to-"

"I want to," I stopped Olivia in her tracks. "You guys work with Rafael so much that we might as well be friends. Plus, I need some other guinea pigs than just him. I'm sure Rafael would be more than happy to sort out a night for you and anyone else on your team to join us."

He looked over at me, pausing before he replied, "Over the moon."

"See?"

"Alright then," Olivia nodded. I glanced over to see Sonny trying to subtly celebrate the good news.

"I should get out of the way," I touched Rafael's shoulder as I spoke before going to grab my drink. "I'm sure whatever you all need to talk about is more important than my seasonal menu."

"I'll walk you out." Rafael guided me to the door.

We walked together to the point where we were just out of view of the windows in his office. I turned around and placed a quick kiss on his lips.

"I'll see you tonight," he muttered.

"Can't wait," I mumbled back. "Don't forget about the little tasting event that we're hosting."

"I won't," he promised, leaning over to kiss me again. He added a second kiss to my temple. "I love you."

"Love you too," I said before pulling away properly.

My phone started ringing as soon as I started walking out.

"I'm already on my way back," I answered before any question could be asked.

"Thank God." I heard from the other end. "Someone is promising to come back and have a stern talk to you."

"Great, sounds fun. I'll be there in a few minutes."

I let out a huff as I hung up and started jogging down the street.

Sometimes these short lunch dates were the only thing keeping me from running for the hills.

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Author's Note: The drink I described is actually an actual drink at local coffee shop in my area! I am not clever enough to make it up myself.

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Just a Pup- (1/?)

Alpha!Daniel/Alpha!Amanda/Omega!Reader/Alpha!Johnny featuring Twins! Sam & Robby and Baby!Miguel

(Unedited) (Mentions of Infant Starvation, Child Abandonment, Breastfeeding, Protective Omega Reader)

Reader sighed as she finished packing up leftovers from dinner. She pressed the phone closer to her ear as she finished closing and locking a plastic container.

“I'm sorry Honey, the meeting is running over longer ger then I thought. We should have been done almost ten minutes ago but these guys just won't stop with bring up new policies. And apparently Daniel approved a whole new line of cars we are suppose to start selling on the floor and we have to go over a whole folder on how to sell them?” Amanda's voice was both annoyed and questioning on the other line. She sounded exhausted, her voice on edge and wavering.

Reader hummed as she set a few containers into the open fridge. She quickly shut it after placing the last few containers inside. Turing around she placed the phone into her hand and leaned into the kitchen island. She herself felt tired from a long day of taking care of the new twins. At three months old they where still up and about, people claimed they would just sleep all the time but the twins where nothing like that. They where balls of constant sunshine, and poop. Lots and lots of poop.

“It’s ok babe, me and the twins are fine here. I made dinner and it’s in the fridge for when you guys get home later. I’ll wait up for you, Johnny said he should be home in the next two hours, hopefully.”

“Extra training?”

“Paper work for new students and apparently one of the sinks at the dojo is messed up, he had to get into the plumbing apparently. He said it’s fine, just needed to stay a bit longer to fix it for tomorrow’s classes.”

There was another sigh on the other end of the phone which made Reader bit her lower lip.

“I don’t like the fact we are making you stay home all alone with the twin’s. It just doesn’t feel right, you should have one of your alphas there with you to help. We don’t want to run you ragged with taking care of the twins by yourself during the day.”

Reader smiled and she could feel her face getting flushed.

“I’m fine and so are the twin’s, I like taking care of them. Being by myself can be a bit lonely but at the end of the day I know you guy’s are coming home to me and that’s all I need. Plus, you guys get days off to spend at home with us, your not pushing me to take care of them alone. Don’t think like that.”

The phone was silent for a moment.

“I love you, I know Daniel and Johnny do too…” it sounded like she wanted to say more. That there was more going though her head, but she held back.

“I love you too, tell Daniel I love him. I’ll see you when you get home later.”

The two mates said their goodbye’s before hanging up. Reader looked at her phone for a moment before placing it back into her pocket and heading out of the kitchen. She tried her best to be quiet as she walked around the house. Her foot steps where light as she walked though the empty halls of the house and towards the twin’s nursery.

She quickly and quietly opened the door a crack and peered into the nursery. The twins had gone back to sleep not even a hour ago after a feeding and she hoped they would be down for a little while longer.

Walking into the room she glanced into the crib. Sam was out cold, her little chest rising and falling with every small breath. Robby fidgeted as he tried to fight sleep. His hand curing and reaching out for Sam’s. Since they where born Robby had a issue with being alone, mostly involving Sam. He cried constantly if he didn’t have her by his side or if he wasn’t in reaching distant of his twin. The doctors said that it was a pretty common occurrence in twins, it was a form of anxiety.

The two baby’s had shared a womb together for over nine months, holding each other, touching, having skin to skin contact. Then being pushed out into a scary new place, out into the world where they where no longer cramped together was to be expected very scary for them. Sam seemed to take it with ease while Robby did not.

Robby’s little hand curled around Sam’s before he finally stopped moving and fell fully asleep.



Reader smiled before making sure the baby monitor was on and leaving the room again. She quietly shut the door behind her before retreating into the living room. The idea of going straight to the bedroom to lay down and rest before her mates got home from work. It died down at the idea of belly flopping on the tight leather couch in the dim lit living room. The cool material against her skin was nice, she let her eyes flutter close. The quiet living room was peaceful to say the least. With the pups asleep she could have some alone time to rest.

It was pure heaven for about twenty minutes until a sharp knock shook the front door.

Readers eyes snapped open at the loud knock’s, the sharp sound echoed around the house. She secretly prayed the pups wouldn’t hear it and wake up. She slowly got up from the couch and wondered over to the front door. The knocking stopped by the time she got to the door, she flipped on the outside light which lit up a good portion of the front porch and a bit of the front yard.

She pulled her phone out for a moment to check the time and to see if any of her lovers had texted her. There where no new messages and it was late. None of her mates ever knocked, it was their home after all so it wasn’t one of them knocking.

She looked out of the doors peep hole and found no one standing there. She slowly opened the front door and poked her head outside. Looking around she found no one in sight. She puffed out her cheek in annoyance, of course she would be the one to end up experience a “door-bell-dasher” in the middle of the night. She huffed before shaking her head and ducking back inside.

The sound of rustling and gargling stopped her in her track’s.

She looked back out and still found nothing but the sound of shifting and gargling continued. Finally she looked down, she gasped at what she found.

In a poorly wrapped yellow blanket, a small baby laid on her doorstep. Small hickies come from the baby’s quivering lips, signing the poor thing was about to start crying out. Little tan and pink hands poked out from the blanket and reached out, swinging and clenching for something or someone to hold onto. Reader quickly picked up the bundle and held it close. Little hands reached for her shirt and gripped it like it was a life line.

Reader looked around one more time in a hurry before bringing the pup inside with her and shutting the door. She hurried to the kitchen in hopes the kitchen light would be better then the porch light.

Sitting on one of the island chairs she opened the blanket more, fully revealing the little pup inside. And they where little, maybe just as little as Robby was when he was born, but this pup wasn’t a newborn. This pup already had their umbilical cord off and their little stump was gone, they where at least a month or so old. She checked the shotty diaper which was full and barely even fit, the pup was a little boy. His skin was a light caramel tone that almost reminded her of Daniel’s. Even being little he had a mop of dark black curls on his head.

The dirty dipper was one thing but what made her stomach turn was the sight of his little tummy. She could see the dips of his little ribs and his belly held no baby fat what so ever. Not even a bit of push.

She remembered the pack of diapers in the back of the twins closet. They where to small for the twins and she just didn’t have the pull to return them, maybe just maybe this was why.

She carefully held the small baby as she wadded to the twins room once again. She secretly wished they might be borderline awake, just enough so that she could pick them up and place them in their travel bassinet. She was in luck as both twins where slightly awake, eyes open and both of them moving around slightly.

Their little legs kicking around. She was able to get both of them into the bassinet without making them fuss or cry out, they just blinked and gargled at her. He grabbed the pack of diapers from the closet and quickly changed the new pup. He didn’t put up a fight.

She quietly rolled the bassinet from the room and down the hall, into the living room. Reader placed it next to the big recliner in the living room. The idea to thank Johnny into talking them into getting the soft recliner for the living room was scratched into her mind. She grabbed a blanket from off the couch and threw it over her and the pup as she cuddled into the soft recliner. Relaxing into it.

She took the time to study the pup up close. Feeling tears bubble at her eyes as she sniffed him. The tears where hot in her eyes, he smelled like nothing, he smelled like a pup but nothing else. There was no omega or alpha, not even a trace of a light beta scent was on him. He should have smelled of someone at this age.

No one held him.

No one scented him.

No one was LOVING him.

That made Readers hormones sky rocket. Her heart broke at the idea that no one could cuddle or scent this little baby. He was so tiny and defenseless, he should be covered in a scent of love, of care and tenderness. But he was blank.

Pressing him to her neck she cuddle him, rubbing her scent gland all over him in a attempt to sooth him and cover him in her own omega scent. He let out a small yawl before trying to rub himself against her, the nature instinct to rub his little body into her for protection. The pure instinct to be covered in a mothers scent. He went still after a few minutes.

Then he whimpered painfully.

Then a loud cry left his lips, tears spilling down his cheeks.

Reader felt they way his belly tightened and drew up in pure need of food.

No thought passed her mind as she lifted her shirt completely off and unlaced her lactation bra flap. She was quick to guide him to her breast, but he didn’t latch right away. She wondered if it was do to hunger pain or if he just didn’t understand how to feed. She cooed down at him, rubbing his back as she tried to help him. Before long he finally latched onto her nipple and started to feed. He suckled slowly almost trying to relish in the new supply of milk. His hands gripped at the skin of her breast as if she was going to move away.

She didn’t know how long they sat like that. The sound of Sam and Robby’s soft breathing and the soft grunts and sucking sounds from the pup was relaxing. Reader was slack in the chair as the pup fed. Her thumb circled on his back, her eyes half lidded.

It was peaceful.

Her eyes only fully opened when the soft click of the door being unlocked and opened followed by the sound of loud food steps and clanking of heels filled the entry way. All three of the pups where still peaceful. The twins curled up in the bassinet, the pup on her chest still softly suckling milk.

Readers chest was warm and content for once.

“What is this?”

“Who's pup is that and why are you breastfeeding it?”

“Why are you in my recliner?”

This was going to be a nightmare to explain.

[marvelcriminalhoe]

Stumbling West

Aaron Hotchner x Female Reader

Chapter 11

The Glass is Filling

i.e. season 8 episodes 3 & 6 mixed

TW: Typical criminal minds case talk. SMUT. 18 + only. Sir kink, Dom Hotch, oral (fem receiving), smidge of orgasm denial, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it my dudes), bit of angst in the foreshadowing of upcoming events, bit of fluff.

AN: Okay, again, this is only the second time I've ever written smut so, I wanted to try a different approach than I did in the last smut chapter. I think its bad but thats not a new feeling. Hope you enjoy :))

word count: 3,545

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You’re currently sitting on a blanket in the shade at the soccer fields, as Jack practices making goals and Aaron stands on the side coaching him through. It’s a very rare Wednesday afternoon off for the both of you.

“Alright Jack, try again!” Aaron yells. You look up from the new book in your hands, ‘If We Were Villains’ by M.L. Rio. Your gaze fixes on Jack just as he shoots another ball towards the goal, making this one. Aaron cheers for him, as you clap. Jack runs over to where you are, giving you a high five, before running back and practicing some more.

Aaron stands there watching him for a few more moments, before making his way to you and flopping himself down next to you on the blanket. You close your book for good, smiling over at your boyfriend as he tilts his head down to give you a quick kiss.

“He’s getting a lot better.” You comment, turning back to Jack.

Aaron settles his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him and resting his chin on your shoulder, “I know. He’s going to be the best on his team.”

You laugh at that, softly hitting his hands, “It’s not a competition Hotchner.”

“I beg to differ.”

You’re drawn from your banter by Aaron’s phone going off, he pulls it out, reading the message, before he frowns, making eye contact with you. You just sigh softly and start to gather your things.

So much for days off around here.

Jack sees you packing up, running over and jumping in your arms. He’s getting so big. He’s turning 7 in a few months and you know soon you’ll be falling over when he runs into you.

“Can we get ice cream?” He looks from you to his dad.

Aaron smiles, lifting an eyebrow at you as you shrug.

Ice cream does sound good.

“Alright.” Aaron agrees, “But we have to go to work so if we get ice cream it has to be quick.”

You walk into the round table room, making your way into the seat beside Spencer, waiting for the rest of the team.

“Why is you face so flushed?” You question him, seeing the red blush on his cheeks.

He gives you a deadpan look, “Because Morgan is trying to kill me.”

You furrow your brows at that, waiting for more explanation, when the said man walks into the room, making his presence known, “You’re the one that wore a suit to the ball park kid.”

Looking back and forth between their banter, you’re left with more questions.

“He might have to sub in on the softball game on Saturday.”

“Ah.” You respond, now understanding. How Morgan even got Reid to agree to be a sub for his team you have no idea, but you imagine it was probably some form of blackmail.

The rest of the team makes there way into the room, quite conversation going around the table, until Aaron walks in, his classic stoic frown accompanying his face, “Let’s get started.” He tells Garcia.

“Last night in Miami, the body of Amanda Lopez was found in an alley. She had been brutally beaten and suffocated.”

Morgan reads the notes from the file you were all given, “23, originally from Tampa, ran away from her foster home when she was 16.”

“Runaway and prostitute. Can’t get more high risk then that.”

“Based off how she was killed I’d say he’s a sexual sadist.” Blake states.

Garcia goes on to tell the team about the also long list of found dead animals in the last 6 months. DNA matching at all the crime scenes, but nothing coming up on the database.

“There is a lot of rage. Wonder why he’s so angry.” Derek ponders.

“It’s about the power. Suffocation takes work. He likes it up close and personal.” Rossi informs.

You apprise your own thoughts, looking at Aaron, worry evident in your voice, “He’s graduated from animals to humans.”

He nods once, gathering up the file in front of him, “We need to stop him before he goes serial. Wheels up in 30.”

When the team lands, you go with Reid and Morgan to the park where the last dog was found. Walking around and observing the people around, you spot two young teenagers not afraid of PDA. You make a face, looking at Morgan, he pops Reid on the shoulder, “Remember those days?”

Reid follows Derek’s hand, making his own face, “Mm not really.”

“Well, where did you hangout as a teenager?” You question him.

“Library, chemistry lab, library-“

You laugh as Morgan shakes his head, “No, no, no. We’re talking about normal, non-genius teenage type of stuff. Malls, coffee shops, parks.”

You look around, noticing he’s right, most of the people here are young.

“We passed a mall and two coffee shops on the way here.” Reid informs the both of you.

“And a high school.” You nod, seeing where Morgan is going with this. “That would explain why the unsubs so impulsive, he might still be an adolescent.”

You and the rest of the team are in the conference room, waiting to hear if Garcia found anything about the older unsub yet. The team profiled that it’s a partnership, one old and one young, the older being the teacher. You’re standing by Blake, watching Aaron as he looks at the board, frown deeper than usual on his face. He’s been in a particularly bad mood these last few days, worse than his normal work mood.

You aren’t the only one to notice, the rest of the team are also keeping their distance from your boss. You’ve asked him about it, when he’s sneaking into your hotel room to sleep, but he would just say he’s fine. You don’t want to push him so you dropped it, knowing he’ll tell you when he’s ready.

You hear Aaron’s cell ring, and watch as he pulls it out of his pocket, putting it on speaker, “Go ahead Garcia.”

“Sir I got something.” Her voice filters through the phone, “David Roy Turner, he’s a Miami resident, he shared a cell with Rudi Stein and remained pen pals after Turner was released.”

“What was Turner in for?” Rossi asks her.

“He assaulted an underage male prostitute.”

“So he has a preference for younger boys.” JJ comments.

You got an address?” Aaron asks.

“Uh, yeah, I already sent them. I got a home and two work addresses.”

Aaron looks around splitting up the team, he calls your name, “You, Morgan, Blake, and Reid, take the residence. The rest of us will take the work address.”

As you’re making your way out of the room to head to the SUV, you feel a hand grab your wrist. Turning, you see Aaron, a perplexing look on his face.

“Something wrong?” You ask him softly.

He shakes his head, eyes making contact with yours, and for just a moment, you see his guard fall, “Just-“ he stops himself, sighing loudly, before continuing, “Just be carful alright?”

Whatever is eating at him right now, it’s making him more protective than usual. The fact you both agreed to not go into the field together, so you ultimately have to split up, making him feel defenseless and uncomfortable.

You scan his face, nodding slowly, “Promise.”

This seems to satisfy him enough as he lets go of your wrist, nodding once, and putting the stoic mask back on, following the rest of the team to the vehicles.

You fucked up.

You know you fucked up, and walking into the police department, you can tell by the furious face of your boyfriend/boss, you know, he knows, you fucked up.

In your defense, this night could have ended much worse. You’re not hurt, you were able to save the last victim, and you got both unsubs. Sounds like a win.

Except, when you, Blake, Morgan, and Reid pulled up to the warehouse, and you heard a girl scream inside, you bolted. You ran straight into the fire without a second thought. The older unsub charged at you the moment you came through the doors, and if it hadn’t been for the self defense training Jack Garrett had been giving you the last few months, (His way of making up for the triathlon you didn’t get to do but had to train for.) you probably wouldn’t have been able to fight him off.

You weren’t going to tell Aaron. Realistically nothing happened, you’re fine, not even a scratch on you. But of course, sweet ol’ Morgan had to tell the rest of the team how you took down the man that was 2x your size, without help, and now, you are receiving what you would classify as a death glare from Aaron.

You feel his piercing gaze on you as you sort all of the files, putting them away for the trip home. You don’t look up though, knowing nothing good could come of that.

I’m fine. He’s mad over nothing.

After the team debriefs, you all head to the vehicles to grab your bags from the hotel. You try and make your way to the vehicle you arrived in, hoping if you give him some space Aaron will cool off, but based off of the hand that just grabbed your arm, you know that’s not going to happen.

You try to pull away, only to get a very harsh whisper, “Don’t even think about it.” As he drags you to his SUV.

He opens the car door for you, ushering you into the passenger seat, before making his way around to the other side. The only other person in the car is Rossi, sitting in the back, the rest of the team having the smarts to get in the other car.

You feel like a child in timeout, and spend the whole ride looking out the window instead. As you reach the hotel, Aaron tells the team wheels up in 40, then follows you to your room when everyone disperses.

Aaron stares at you, hands on his hips, his stoic, cold mask on his face. You however, do not make your life easier, instead, crossing your arms over your chest and raising your eyebrows at him.

“You promised me you would be safe.” His voice is hard and deep, sending shivers down your spine.

You shrug your shoulders, “And I was.”

Aaron narrows his eyes, “You call running into a warehouse and getting attacked safe?”

You scoff, almost laughing, “That’s our job Aaron. But I’m fine, nothing happened.”

“But something could have happened.” His voice raises a little. He punches the bridge of his nose, sighing loudly, “Just admit what you did was wrong.”

Now it’s your turn to narrow your eyes, hands moving to your hips, “Excuse me?”

“I think you can do a better apology than that.” He tells you.

Your voice raises, taking a step closer to him, “You want me to apologize? Are you kidding me?”

“No.”

You both stare at each other, the tension and anger rising in the room.

“You’re the one who’s had a stick up his ass all week and you want me to apologize for doing my job?!”

“You broke your promise.” He tells you calmly, face emotionless.

You shake your head unbelievably, “I’m not apologizing.”

You see Aaron’s jaw tick, his hands flexing, “What was that?”

He steps closer to you, making you have to look up at him as you speak, “I’m. Not. Apologizing.”

The next few moments happen so fast you can’t even proses them fully. He grabs your arms, turning you around and pressing you up on the wall, his chest on your back. Your eyes are wide as you gasp at the sudden force. Aaron leans in, whispering in your ear, “Apologize for breaking your promise, or I’ll have to punish you.”

“Aaron what the-“

A slap to your ass cuts off your sentence, another gasp leaving your mouth.

“Apologize.”

You stare at him in disbelief. The anger running in your veins slowly turning into desire.

In the 7 1/2 months you’ve been dating, Aaron has never been dominant in the bedroom. Honestly, you were surprised with how sweet and soft the sex with him was. And it’s not that the sweet and soft isn’t good, because it is.

Oh is it good.

But this side of Aaron, the dominating, in charge side you only see at work?

God does this get you going.

You must have been quite for too long, another slap landing on your ass, draws you from your less than pure mind. His eyebrows are raised expectantly at you.

“I-“ You lick your lips, “I’m sorry I broke my promise.”

Aaron doesn’t move however. Still staring at you with his eyebrows raised. He shakes his head, tsking his tongue at you, “ ‘I’m sorry I broke my promise,’ who?”

Your mind goes blank for a moment. Warmth running through your body.

Where has this side been?

“I’m sorry I broke my promise, sir.” Your voice coming out breathless, the effects of his actions evident.

He smirks, kissing under your ear, “Good girl.”

He turns you around so you’re facing him, hand coming up to cup your jaw, he leans in barely brushing your lips with his, “I’m afraid you still need to be punished though, or you’ll never learn your lesson.” His face is innocent, but his voice has a hint of mocking behind it.

You open your mouth, going to protest, instead a shriek falling from your lips as he picks you up and carelessly throws you on the bed. He hovers over you, grabbing the bottom of your shirt and pulling it off of you. Your bra goes next, followed by your pants, leaving you in only your underwear. He sits up enough to look over you with a heated gaze, eyes ranking up and down your body.

You watch his hands as they loosen the tie around his neck, pulling it through his collar and grabbing your wrists, putting them together, and tying them above your head. He is straddling you, legs on either side of your hips. He unbuttons his shirt next, carefully tossing it on the chair to his left.

Aaron moves back down, maintaining eye contact, as he takes one of your nipples in his mouth, sucking on it expertly. You moan softly at the feeling, whining when his hand pinches your other nipple, before he moves to soothe it with his tongue.

Once he is satisfied with your breasts, he starts kissing down your stomach, his right hand goes to rub over your mound, closing your eyes as you arch your back into him. He continues rubbing you over your underwear until an evident wet patch is formed.

Aaron grabs the sides of the fabric, slowly moving it down your legs, until it’s discarded on the floor with the rest of your clothes. As he makes his way back up to your wet core, he gives it the briefest kiss, then sits up enough to look at you. You whine, trying to close your legs to rub them together, give yourself some relief, but with Aaron sitting between them, the effort is futile.

He smirks down at you, mocking you, “Aw poor baby, is there something you want from me?”

You whine again, eyes hooded from what he’s already done with your body, “Aaron, please touch me,”

You jolt from the pinch you feel on the inside of your thigh, looking up at Aaron who is still smirking down at you, “What was that?”

“Sir,” sighing breathlessly, “Please touch me sir.”

“Only because you asked like such a good girl baby.”

The moan he draws from you, as he attacks the space between your legs with vigor, is loud. You would have been embarrassed if you weren't so desperate already to get off. Aaron continues to lick and suck between your folds as his left hand holds your hips down. With his other hand, Aaron wastes no time in pushing his middle finger into you, knuckle deep. You hopelessly fight the restraint of the tie around your wrists, wishing to be able to grab and pull his hair.

Getting closer and closer to your high, you’re about to reach your peak, when Aaron stops abruptly, completely pulling from you.

You almost feel like crying actual tears, but don't have the time as he grabs your legs and flips you onto your stomach.

“You’ll come, when I think you’ve earned it.” He tells you, voice hoarse with his own want. You hear him start removing his pants. Once there off, he pulls you up onto your knees and settles behind you, waisting no time in pushing his hard cock into your aching core.

You both moan loudly as he sets a brutal pace, his fingers bruising your hips, as he pulls you back to meet each of his thrusts, going deeper and harder each time.

His chest covers your back, leaning down to whisper in your ear, “Tell sir you want to come baby. Beg for it.” He commands.

You don't procrastinate, begging as if your life depends on it, “Please sir, please let me come. I promise I’’ll be good just, please.”

One of Aaron’s hands slides from your hip to your front, finding your sensitive bundle, “Such a good girl for me baby. You can come. I want you to come.”

His words and finger push you over the edge, as you come with a scream, clenching around his cock and sucking him in even deeper than before. Aaron continues fucking into you, reaching his own peak a few thrusts later with a rough grunt, his head dropping to your shoulder.

You feel him press kisses to your skin, murmuring words you cant make out due to your head still spinning. Pulling out of you, Aaron gently lays you down on your side as he moves to the bathroom, bringing back a warm cloth and cleaning the both of you up and freeing your wrists from his tie.

When you start to come back to, Aaron is laying down beside you, gently stroking your cheek with a soft smile on his face, “Theres my pretty girl.” He whispers to you.

You chuckle softly, “Hi.”

He leans forward, kissing your forehead. Pulling back, you see hesitance in his eyes as he asks, “Was that alright?”

“Aaron,” You bring your own hand up to stroke his face, “That was more than alright. I quite enjoyed it actually.”

He smiles sweetly at you, resting his forehead against yours, “Me too.”

After a few more moments, and a few more shared kisses, he sighs dramatically, looking at his watch, “We need to get dressed. Have to meet the team in the lobby in 10 minutes.”

You both move efficiently around the room, putting your clothes back on. You finish before him, watching as he buttons his shirt back on, “Hey,” you get his attention, “What was bothering you this week.”

Aaron stops what he’s doing, shoulders dropping, as he takes a deep breath, “I just have this weird feeling.”

You tilt your head at him, “What sort of weird feeling.”

“Like the glass is filling too fast and I don’t know how to stop it before it overflows.” His hand drags down his face.

You nod, not knowing what to say to reassure him, “You don’t have to fight that feeling alone. You know that right?”

Aaron looks at you, nodding softly, “I know. Thank you.”

You’re sitting in the stands, the sun hitting, warmth heating your skin, as you and the rest of the team, along with Jack and Henry, watch the FBI vs Secret Service softball match.

It’s the bottom of the ninth, two outs, and FBI is down by one run. Morgan hits the ball and makes it to second base effortlessly. The next up to bat is Reid, and you can tell he’s feeling the pressure, already having stuck out each time he went up to bat. Derek calls a time out, going to give Spence a nice pep talk, after the other team moves up the field.

You watch as the final pitch of the game is thrown, anticipation all around you as everyone holds their breath. You hear the clank of the bat connect with the ball as it fly’s though the sky. Aaron and Jack jump up, as you see Spencer just watch the ball. Everyone starts yelling at him to run and he drops the bat, making it to first base, then second, then third, and then all the way home with a slide for the win.

Derek picks Reid up onto one shoulder as the other players surround him. You and the team move to the fence, yelling and cheering for your friends. Everyone is all smiles and laughs as you celebrate the win.

But through all the joy in the moment, you get this sickening emotion of nervousness wash over you, the hairs on the back of your neck standing up. You look around, not noticing anything out of the ordinary, and try to go back to the celebration.

All while, the glass is still filling.

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[f1nalboys]

Peacemaker Season 1, Episode 1 Live Post

(this is just a collection of my thoughts as i watch through peacemaker <3)

-the recap of the movie after i put off watching episode 1 so i could watch the movie

-i will start this by saying i did not like him in the movie, he was sorta funny but he’s so fucking douchey which i suppose is the point HOWEVER here’s hoping he’s at least funny or the side characters and plot r good enough for me to power through (spoiler it is and also he’s growing on me)

-john cena ass

-“aqua man fucks fish? I DONT BELIEVE IT” JDJWONCKS ok fine FINE . this is a little funny

-ok this opening scene is funny hehe

-the way he’s walking out of the hospital is so fucking funny like a kid who just stole a toy in a shop and is trying to get the hell out

-HES DANCING

-THE OPENINF CREDITS???,,,,,

-i see my man Adrian in the background tho 🗣️🗣️

-these opening credits are. something fr….i enjoyed it tbh IFNWKDNSJD so fucking dumb i love

-DANIELLE BROOKSSSSS!!!! my beloved

-IS SHE GAY IS SHE GAY GUYS

-SHES GAYYYYYYYTYT OH MY GOD 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

-HE TOOK HIS HELMETJSJXJSJDJD deserved

-the vigilante voicemails JFKWODNKWJD i’m giggling hes <3

-“my life fucking suck!” me core

-i love superhero movies/tv shows where they can curse

-peacemaker winking at harcourt (? is that how it’s spelled) and her flipping him off <3

-john eating his food <3

-LEOTAAAAAA love her she’s so :,) she just has so much love HER LONG SPEECH ABT HOW EXCITED SHE IS TO BE WORKING W THEM JDJDIDJSJD IM GIGGLING

-she is the love of my life

-“how the FUCK am i supposed to fight a mothra without a jet pack?”

-he has a side kick named eagley

-i like the soundtrack

-THE AMEIRCAN FLAG CARRRR IM SICK

-his dad being robert patrick

-NOT THR FACT ATTACK FOX NEWS BULLSHITTTTT

-oh so his dads a cunt got it

-don’t make me feel bad for this mf GOD DAMN KT every time a man has daddy issues i’m like :( i could fix him :(

-EAGLEYYYYY

-EAGLEY IS HUGGING HIMMMMMM :,)

-man FUCK auggie smith

-they’re being mean to leota. i will be killimg james and emilia.

-“nice gaslighting” shut uooisnfownfiwnf

-men bonding with their evil dads 🙄

-IS HE DYING I HOPE HES DEADDDDDDD

-he’s alive.

-u want to spoil myself and see if he beats the fuck out of his dad i hope so 🙏🙏 need someone to edit christopher to that modern baseball song

-“i never gave you a second thought while you were in there” ok and if i kill you, then what????

-ok so his dad is racist got it

-stop everyone is so mean to him why do i feel bad for him

-them being mad he called her sweet cheeks JFJWIFJJWD

-ADRIANNNN

-HES HEREEEEEEEE

-DYE BEARDDDD

-giggling

-“you always gonna be this difficult?” “yep!” MEEEE

-ADRIANS DANCEJDIDNJEJD TWEERK IT AND TWERK IT

-HIS BUTT DANCEDJWIDNIWJDJS

-oh i’m in love with him….

-HIS EXCUSESJSNFKWNDKSNDN oh he’s so funny

-i have feelings for him.

-leota and christopher r gonna be besties <3

-I LOVE HERRRRRR

-“you hubbed up” SHUT UPPODNSIWND

-him explaining HFKWICNWJ

-sorry he just said they called his dick chimp arm

-anyways leota calling him sweet cheeks :,) BESTIESSSSS

-EAGLEY EASILT BEST CHARSCTERRRR HES STICKINF HIS HEAD AND TONGUE OUT THE WINDOWWW

-ew tell me he and emilia aren’t gonna have a weird love interest thing

-OH ok she’s a girlboss

-him falling in love w her like get in like bitch

-“that was so fucking hot” me

-me when women are cunty >>>>>

-“no touching past here….no fuck it it’s gotta be here i have to touch your boobs sorry” JFKWOFNWODNISDB

-major tits

-HIM SCREAMING FREEDOM AS HES HAVING SEXX SHUT UPIDBDIANC

-oooh leota is working double time w amanda waller

-OH

-AMANDA IS HER MOMMMMMNNN

-OH SHIT

-this man and his tighty whities 😭

-“this is back to when men were real men because they weren’t afraid to be women” oeriod peacemaker

-the amount of veins on thid man is crazy

-guys is there a sex scene with adrian i wanna see that man’s dick 🗣️🗣️🗣️ i know he fucks good

-sorry

-IM FISNXOWNDONS

-“i gotta thank you you for tonight. i was having a crazy fucked up day, but when i was in your pussy back there, i felt, i don’t know, fucking hope!” IM IN AWE AT THIS SHOW

-him singing into the vibrator ENDIWNDONW

-oh she’s gonna try to kill him

-HES HOLDING IT ON HIS FACE STOPSBDISND

-the soundtrack once again is rlly good

-kick her ass chris 🗣️🗣️

-GOOD LORD WHI IS THUS

-WHAT THE HELL JS SHE

-SHES TRYINF TI BREAK HIS SKULL

-no bc i’m so confused 😭😭😭

-EAGLEYYY

-OH MY fucking GODDD

-he sonic boomed her ass to a pulp

-AWESOME

-eagley bringing him a dead animal to make him feel better :(((

-ok end credit scene and then final thoughts

-SCABIES

-“this one will give you scabies” “scabies? why would i want scabies” “to challenge urself” BFIWJCOJS

-ok snort that was fun OK FINAL THOUGHTS OF THAT EPISODE

THIS WAS A GREAT FIRST EPISODE!!! they had everyone introduced in a good way, gave some characterization and backstory to everyone without it being too heavy handed, the fight scenes were fun, the characters are all interesting so far!!! 8.5/10 only bc i need more adrian 🙏🙏 OK ONTO EPISODE 2 >:)

[objection-argumentative]

Soulmates Part 6

Masterlist!

I know his dad is already dead in the show, but I want him alive for the drama. if you have any ideas or feedback, please let me know 

I hope you’re enjoying it!

Kelsey eyes fluttered open at 5:50 am; she could feel Rafael staring down at her. "you know if you take a picture, it will last longer" Kelsey smiled up to Rafael over sweetly as she got to throw the statement right back into his face. He chuckled lightly. "Don't worry, dulce chica, I intend to. I have to go soon. I have to get ready for work and change my suit." Kelsey nodded and snuggled back into the older man "just five more minutes." Rafael kissed her temple "baby, I need to get going. My uber is ten minutes away from your apartment, and we have a busy day at work." The couple got out of bed. Kelsey took her robe off the bathroom door and tied it around herself, and brushed her teeth while Rafael got dressed back into last night's clothes.

Kelsey walked out of the bathroom to Rafael; he was buttoning up his coat. The young detective pulled him into a warm embrace. "I know I am going to see you in a few hours, but I don't want you to go." "I know neither do I chica dulce" Rafael kissed her temple and removed himself from her embrace. "My uber is here, baby. I will see you soon." Kelsey nodded her head as he exited her apartment.

At 8:50 am, Kelsey walked through from the lift to her desk. She didn't have time to get her usual coffee order as she decided to have a bath instead of a shower; because of this decision, she didn't have time to do her makeup or grab herself a coffee. Kelsey felt self-conscious because she didn't have any of her makeup on, and she hadn't had her daily caffeine fix.

Just as Kelsey got to her desk, an arm came round from the back of her and produced her vanilla latte "one vanilla latte that is far too sweet to be called coffee for a sweet girl" she turned around, and he was grinning from ear to ear. Rafael placed a kiss on Kelsey's lips that turned heated very fast; they pulled away from each other as soon as they heard the catcalls from the squad. The couple smirked at each other "I think we have an audience counselor." she whispered to the older man as she took the coffee cup from Rafael's hand. Kelsey turned back to her desk to turn on her laptop just as the ADA stepped away from her.

*7 pm that evening*

"Excuse me, are you a detective? I want to report an assault on my daughter's behalf. My name is Mrs. Emily Junave" an older white woman with ginger hair approached Kelsey's desk. "yes, ma'am, I am. How about you make yourself comfortable over there on one of those leather seats, and I will grab my partner, and we can discuss the assault."

Kelsey and Rollins followed the older woman to the seats and sat down; " I'm detective Kelsey Hardy, and this is Detective Amanda Rollins, so you say that your daughter may have been assaulted." "Yes, that's is correct. Katie has been feeling very unwell recently, and I took her to the doctor's office this morning, and we have just found out she is 14 weeks pregnant," the older woman explained. "Does Katie have a boyfriend that could be the father of her unborn child?" detective Rollins questioned "No, there aren't any significant men in her life; both her grandfathers died before she was born, and my husband left Katie and me when she was three years old, and Katie doesn't have a boyfriend; she isn't allowed." "Mrs. Junave, how old is Katie?" Kelsey asking cautiously, feeling like there is something she is missing "Katie is 25; we were going to have a big party to celebrate." Both of the detectives looked at each other and looked back at the older woman in front of them. "Mrs. Junave, did Katie tell you that she has been assaulted?" Kelsey cocked her head to the side as she waited for the older lady reply "No, she didn't, but I know that Katie didn't willingly have sex with anyone." the older woman looked between the two blonde detectives and realized that she wasn't getting anywhere. The two detectives believed that she was just an overprotective mama bear. "You don't believe me, do you? I know my daughter couldn't consent to sex. If you don't think I'm telling the truth, come and find out for yourself."

The older lady took off down the corridor with the detectives hot on her heels. The three women stop at the wooden benches in a nearby hall. When they got to the wooden benches, they could see a young larger girl sat down. She faced the window so nobody could see her. Mrs. Junave crouched down to be level with her daughter; "Katie, can you say hello to the nice detectives?" Katie turned around and faced the two blonde women. Rollins and Kelsey looked at each other, shocked as they didn't expect Katie to be Down syndrome. "Hello," Katie replied bluntly. "Hi Katie, My name is Amanda, and this is Kelsey. We are going to help you." Mrs. Junave ushered Katie up and held her hand "well, if you excuse me, detectives, Katie has had a long day, and it's her bedtime now. We will come in tomorrow morning to answer your questions and pass along any information that you need." Like that, the mother and daughter were heading towards the exit, ignoring the detective's calls to bring them back.

"Rollins, Hardy, what we got?"  Captain Cragen asked as he came out of his office. "25-year-old Katie Junave, She has been brought in by the mother as she is 14 weeks pregnant. The mother claimed she had been raped as she isn't allowed a boyfriend or has any significant males in her life." Rollins answered "so we have a very delusional mother thinking her little girl is innocent and pure, and then all of a sudden she finds out she is pregnant, which shatters that idea, and now she is crying rape?" Rafael walked from the bullpen to the desks to hear about the new case." "Counselor, it's not like that. The girl is down syndrome which is tricky because we don't know what level she is or what happened. We just spoke to the mother, and we briefly met Katie before she was whisked off for bedtime." Kelsey spoke with frustration in her voice towards the mother.

Kelsey sat down at her desk to type up the notes from the disclosure made by Mrs. Junave. Rafael came up behind her and started kneading the Knots out of her neck "why don't you finish up your notes, and you can come to my apartment. I will cook, we can have some wine and watch trashy tv. We could even stop by your apartment for an overnight bag?" "That sounds amazing. Give me an hour to finish up, and I will meet you at my apartment." Rafael could burst with happiness right now. "Okay, dulce chica, I'm going to my office to drop these files off and go to the market to pick supplies. I will see you in an hour."

Kelsey finished up and headed home; as she walked through the door, she could see her roommate Joanne on the couch watching some documentary. "Who were you sneaking out of the apartment this morning?" Joanne quizzed "My soulmate Rafael Barba, which happens to be my squads ADA at work." Joanne looked at her in disbelief "You have a soulmate bond?" kelsey rolled up her sleeve and showed her roommate her scar. "I'm so happy for you, Kels. You deserve to be happy in life and make your own choices. Promise me ill get to meet him soon, and we can have a girl's night to discuss him" Kelsey laughed at her best friend. "Of course we can. We can discuss all the nitty-gritty details over cocktails, but right now, I need to pack an overnight bag as I am spending the night at his place."

Kelsey walked to her bedroom and packed a bag for herself. She added her makeup and toiletries bag with her clothes and PJs. Kelsey zipped the bag up and placed it on the floor. Just as she stood straight, Kelsey saw him lent up against the door frame. He then made his way over to her and pulled her in for a chaste kiss. "Hey baby, uber is downstairs if you're ready" she nodded her head and grabbed her bag. Leaving the apartment, she said goodbye to Joanne, and they both made their way downstairs.

Kelsey and Rafael were cuddling on the couch with a glass of white wine each, relaxing in each other's company. All of sudden, there was pounding on his front door. It was as if the person's life depended on being in the apartment. Rafael opened the door, fully intending to shout at the individual who was ruining his perfect evening. But as the door swung open and two furious older women stormed into the apartment.

They didn't even see Kelsey sitting on the couch in their rage. "Rafi, he has outdone himself this time. He is moving back home from Miami. He is also getting married-she is nineteen," the younger woman of the pair fumed at Rafael. Then it was the older one's turn to speak. "He wants a second chance of a relationship with you. as if you would leave everything in the past and forget to play happy families with him and his child bride." both women were looking at Rafael expectantly for a reaction. he sighed heavily. "Mami, Abuela, would you like a glass of wine?" both women shrieked. "WINE! YOU CAN NOT BE SERIOUS,". he sighed again, and kelsey rubbed his back "nothing that man does ever surprises me anymore. My father is a law of himself, and we are all dolls in his theatre. If he wants to reach out, let him it won't last long like his marriage. He will be back onto better things soon."

The two women look defeated."I guess your right, Rafi. He makes me mad that he lives likes this with no consequences." The older woman spoke. The younger woman hasn't stopped staring at Kelsey since she rubbed her son's back. "Who are you?" Rafael gives his mother a warning look " This is Miss Kelsey Hardy. She is a new detective with the Manhattan Special Victims Unit and so happens to be my soulmate." he then rolls his sleeves up and shows the room his scar; there is a deafening silence.

[honeybeeespeaks]

Room 205

gif by @pedropcl

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Part One

Word Count: 3498

Warnings: Alcohol and drug consumption, uhhh that’s it I think? Lemme know lol

Summary: Javier Peña is back in his hometown and it’s the last place he wants to be right now. Tonight he meets someone that might change his mind.

P.s. the formatting might suck cause I’m on mobile soz babes♥️

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This was, quite possibly, the last place Javier wanted to be tonight. He wasn’t the biggest fan of crowds or attention and yet here he was. At a party his old college friend Drew insisted they throw in honor of Javier’s return and success in taking down the Cali godfathers. Not to mention his new supervisory role at the Texas office. Which only meant one thing to the town. Javier Peña was back again. Drew had the decency to ask of course and Javier gave him the exact opposite of a positive response.

“No.”

Clearly that didn’t get him very far as he now stood in Drew’s living room, sipping a beer while people continuously came up to him and shared their thanks or praise. He tried to put on a good face. These were the people he grew up with after all. He was supposed to be having a good time. Right? He watched the room as others mingled with each other. It was his nature now. His guard was always a little bit up. The things he’d seen in Colombia were things out of nightmares. He’d seen a teenager get shot in the head for Christ’s sake. As much as he tried to push that image out of his head, it always came back on the bad nights. It wasn’t as bad with Cali, but there were still bodies. Javier had seen too much to come back to this life and act as if everything was normal. Like he was the same as he was before all of it. These people didn’t know him at all anymore.

His eyes stopped on a stranger in the sea of recognizable faces. He blinked a few times, squinting a bit. He knew everyone in this house. He had to know her. He looked down for a moment then up again only to meet her eye from her spot across the room. A tiny smile graced her lips after noticing how he jumped just a little bit. She kept her gaze for a few moments before moving it to the floor then back to her friend. A hand slapping down on Javier’s shoulder took his attention away from her and he let out a big breath. He had been holding his breath?

“Javi! Man it is so good to see you...” the man’s voices faded in and out of Javier’s ears. It was always the same words. “We’re all so proud of you man. You’re a hero. What you did was incredible.” His response was a broken record.

“Thank you, it’s good to see you too.” It would end there with a ‘have a good night’ unless they engaged in other conversation. Javier preferred the former.

Excusing himself and making his way to the coolers on one side of the room, he grabbed another beer and popped the top. He took a long sip before surveying the room again. Save for one or two faces, he grew up with every single one of these people. He remembered almost daily lunches with Mark and Amanda during junior year, skipping classes with Joey to get high past the football fields, breaking into the city pool with Jessica to make out and nearly being caught by the cops. He’d sprained his ankle that night hopping the fence to run. God, he was getting old.

His eyes once again found her. He made a trail down her body, clocking her little black tank top and high waisted jean shorts that hugged her in ways that made Javier stand up straighter and clear his throat. She turned her head and their eyes locked again. Shit. He looked away before she did and turned, sweeping the room for Drew. He didn’t know why it was beginning to bother him so much that he couldn’t place her. But he was determined now to know for sure. Once he spotted him, he grabbed an extra beer and made his way over. Drew turned his head to Javier as he tapped the beer bottle against his arm once. He nodded and took the beer from Javier’s hand.

“Hey....who’s that with Rosie?” He nodded his head toward Drew’s wife and the stranger across the room. “Was she a few grades below us or something?” Drew took a swig of his beer and followed Javier’s eyes.

“Oh no she showed up about a week or two ago, Rose said her name was uh...” he snapped his fingers after a moment toward Javier. “Nell. She’s a new teacher at the elementary school. Rosie invited her.”

Her name fell from Javier’s lips quietly as his eyes stayed on her for a moment. He watched as she threw her head back in laughter at something Rose said, her brunette waves falling like liquid off her shoulders.

“Hey Javi,” Drew interrupted Javier’s stare. “Don’t even try.” He laughed a little bit. “Rosie says she’s...something.” He shook his head once and took another sip of his beer. His eyebrow raised as he looked to Drew then back to Nell. Something huh?

He didn’t know how long he’d been at this house but the constant words of celebration were just about getting to him. He needed something stronger than beer, needed a cigarette, a good fuck, anything else. As he made his way toward the back door he was stopped by Drew’s hand. Fucking hell, he just needed a cigarette. Instead he was being dragged to the center of the living room where, conveniently, a group had gathered around the two of them. Drew held up his cup and shushed everybody. Oh god, here we go.

“Ladies and gentlemen! I’d like to thank you for being here tonight to celebrate our brother Javi’s homecoming.” A small cheer was let out amongst the crowd before the speech continued. Drew slung an arm around Javier’s shoulders as he spoke. The words were, no surprise, the same as they had been all night. He tried his best to not cringe when his ear caught the word ‘hero.’ He spotted Nell in the crowd and watched as she widened her eyes sarcastically with a smirk before sipping her drink. Her eyes met his for the third time that night and she hid her giggle with her hand as Drew continued to sing Javier’s praises. She shook her head lightly before sipping her drink again and moving her eyes to the ground. Javier’s mouth formed into a smile as he watched her. He was glad someone else thought this was as absolutely ridiculous as he did.

Once the crowd cheered one last time and everybody drank to Javier, he slipped out of Drew’s grip and made his way to the back door. He slid the glass door open and slipped through before closing it behind him. Nell watched him and waited a few moments before excusing herself from the group she was with and following his trail out the back door. She was met with the back of him, his arms leaning on the railing of the deck. She watched as an orange glow appeared in front of him followed by a trail of smoke floating above his head. She made sure to make her presence known by closing the sliding door a little louder than normal and he stood up straight, glancing over his shoulder. He stopped before he turned around fully to face her. She walked over to the spot next to him, leaning her back against the railing. An eyebrow was raised at her as he pulled out his pack of cigarettes and held it open to her. She shook her head lightly and he shrugged, sliding the pack into his back pocket. He turned back and rested his weight on his elbows, looking out toward the empty field behind the house. Neither of them spoke for a moment.

“This isn’t really your thing is it?” Nell spoke, gesturing vaguely toward the house. “All the attention.” A sharp chuckle escaped him before he pulled from his cigarette, exhaling toward the sky. His head dipped before he turned to look at her.

“God, it’s that obvious huh?”

“No. You’re doing pretty well actually.” she spoke with a light giggle. “I grew up with performers though so, I can tell when someone’s faking. I do have to say though, you don’t look like a hero.” He breathed out a laugh and shook his head.

“Wow, thank you. Your vote of confidence is overwhelming.” he pulled from his cigarette again. She laughed a little, shaking her head.

“That’s not what I meant. ‘Heroes’ are proud.” She used air quotes when she used the word. “You’re not proud.” Her smile had fallen but her gaze kept on his face. Almost admiring him. He stiffened slightly at her words and shot her a glance before swallowing hard. He looked back out to the empty field, taking another drag. She nodded a few times before fixing her gaze to the back of the house. Exhaling, he turned his head, letting his eyes wander down her body and back up as she leaned against the porch. He stood straight up as he put out the butt on the railing.

“Javier Peña.” he offered his hand for her to shake. Her head lazily rolled to look at him and she huffed out a short laugh.

“I know who you are, Agent.” she gave a devilish smirk before taking his hand and shaking it once. “Nell James.”

“Right..sorry..” he chuckled a little before letting her hand go. He ran his hands over his face and groaned softly. “Oh I’m getting tired of this. The shit that happened there, things I saw...things I did...” A sad chuckle escaped him as he turned and rested his elbows on the railing again. His sad smile fell and his voice reduced itself to a near whisper. “Nothing close to a cause for celebration.” She looked to the ground for a moment before turning to match his position. Her head fell back slightly and her eyes fixed themselves on the night sky. Silence fell upon them again. It wasn’t at all an awkward silence and truthfully, Javier appreciated it. Everything had been so busy, so loud for so long now. He couldn’t help but find peace in moments like these. Nell spoke softly, as if she’d disturb the universe if she spoke any louder.

“It’ll fade. The adoration, the noise. The memories...” She paused and Javier swallowed hard. “Like everything does, it’ll take time. But time isn’t the thief people think. It gives before it takes. Really, a gift.” She turned her head to look at him and gave him a soft smile before pushing off the railing. He didn’t speak, just watched her as she began down the stairs that led off the porch, into the empty field. She continued further as she met the beginning edge of the tall grass. She turned and looked at him, a playful smile laid on her lips. “You coming?”

Javier stood up straight, his mouth opening to speak before he shut it instead. He looked back toward the party then to her once more. He couldn’t help but smile at how she looked. The light from the moon illuminated the field, turning her into some kind of deity. He swallowed the rest of the beer before putting it down on the railing with a thud.

“Yeah.” he gave a nod as he followed her path down the stairs. She looked to the ground with a smile as he made his way over to her, her gaze trailing back up to the night sky as they began their trek into the field.

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“I grew up sort of everywhere.” She shrugged, looking ahead of them. “Parents were musicians, actors, dancers, jugglers...” she giggled a little bit, shaking her head. “Whatever type of performance you can think of, my parents did it for money. So we traveled my entire life. Lived in an old school bus, mom homeschooled me. Gave me my passion for teaching.” she smiled fondly at the thought, glancing down to the ground. “My parents retired when I was in my early early 20’s. Got a house and everything. I could hardly believe it. I couldn’t have a life like that yet so they let me have the bus.” she shrugged and glanced at him. Javier’s smile was warm. He watched her as she spoke, noting how her eyes lit up when talking about her childhood. They’d been walking for nearly 15 minutes and for the first time in however long Javier could remember, he hadn’t stopped smiling. “What about you? Obviously you’re from here.” her arm waved in the direction of the house. “But why come back to Texas if you wanted to get away so badly?”

“My dad.” he answered with almost no thought. “After Cali...” he shook his head and sighed. “Let’s just say I needed a break. Dad needed help on the ranch,” he shrugged. “Seemed like a good fit. Then they offered me the position in the Texas office. It saved me from being out of a job and let me have the time with my dad, so I accepted. Yours sounds like quite the life though.” he shook his head, stopping in his stride. He looked up at the stars. “How’d you end up in a place like this?”

“I like it here.” She smiled small, stopping to meet him and following his gaze to admire the sky. “It’s quiet, slow..” she let her eyes fall to his face. “The teaching thing here kind of just fell into my lap so I made my way here from a gig in Ohio.” Javier’s gaze met hers as she continued to speak. “Rosie’s been trying to get me to mingle since I got here.” She shook her head with a laugh. “Hence my presence at your lovely celebration.” she half curtsied and he chuckled, shaking his head once.

“Is it too much to tell you I’m grateful?”

“Oh not at all. Most people are.” She shot him a wink before she slipped her hand into her shorts pocket and pulled out a lighter and a joint. She held it between her lips as she lit it, pulling slowly as she slid her lighter back into her shorts. Javier stared at her with wide eyes, quickly calming as he continued to watch her. A smirk danced along his lips, his gaze flickering down her body then back up, his hands coming to rest on his hips.

“Hm, bold.” he nodded in her direction. She took a long hit then eyed him with a wicked smirk.

“Are you going to arrest me Agent Peña?” She exhaled the smoke to the side of them and raised an eyebrow before turning to walk ahead of him. He watched how her hips moved, his eyes falling to her ass. He sucked in a sharp breath at how the too short shorts shaped it. His head fell as he let out a breathy laugh, shaking his head.

“Oh christ.” he spoke under his breath, moving quickly to catch up with her. Something was an understatement to describe this girl. She made him feel like he was in his early 20s again. His heart was beating just a little too fast. He was intrigued, to say the least. She stopped walking again once he’d caught up. She took a couple of puffs, exhaling slowly toward the sky. Her eyes drifted up, locking onto the stars. They found constellations as her high settled in. Suddenly, he grabbed the joint from her hand and her head snapped toward him. Panic in her eyes until he smiled at her. “I won’t tell if you won’t.” He raised both eyebrows at her before bringing the joint to his lips, making her eyes go wide for a moment. She bit down on her bottom lip, trying to hide a smile as he pulled a long hit. He held it in for a second before he coughed, a hand coming to his knee, exhaling as ungracefully as he could. A loud giggle escaped her as he coughed a bit more, holding the joint out for her to take.

“Long time since you last got high, Agent?” she couldn’t suppress her giggle as she went to inhale again. He coughed once more and shook his head a few times slowly. He lifted his head and pointed a finger at her.

“Hush over there. Or I’ll have you arrested.” he shot her a wink that made her blush and turn away. God that was so cheesy. What effect did this man have on her?

“I would love to see you try.”

He gave her a wicked grin before he glanced down at his watch and cursed under his breath. “Fuck, It’s getting late. We oughta head back.” She nodded as she exhaled another hit she’d taken, holding the joint out for him. He laughed and shook his head. “Generous girl, but I think I should stick to one.”

“Suit yourself.” she shrugged and took another hit, letting out a small sound of satisfaction as she exhaled that made Javier’s breath hitch in his throat. He swallowed thickly, trying to make his mind go anywhere else other than to the thought of how she’d look writhing beneath him. He stood up a bit straighter, attempting to cover up the bulge that was now making itself obvious in his tight blue jeans. She eyed him as she blew smoke to the sky and couldn’t help the smirk that formed on her mouth. His eyes stayed on her as she brought a finger to her mouth. His lips parted slightly as he watched her run her tongue along the pad of her index finger. She pressed the wet digit to the joint, extinguishing the light. Her eyes met his with a cheeky grin. He blinked once and let out a breathy chuckle, trying to snap himself out of this. Shaking his head, he held out his hand toward her.

“Let’s go.” He nodded his head back toward the house. She let out a giggle that made Javier feel warm and she walked over to him, slapping his open hand playfully before beginning to walk ahead of him. He watched her as she moved ahead, a glance thrown back at him after a moment.

“Hey, you said it, let’s go old man.” She called back with a wink and laughed again as she continued to walk

“Loquita.” He shook his head and breathed with a smile before jogging to catch up with her.

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As they stepped inside, Javier let out a sigh of relief. A lot of people had left since the mini escape he’d made with Nell and people were continuing to leave. Nell had separated from him as soon as they walked inside to find Rosie. She needed to reassure her she hadn’t been taken against her own will. Nell had only known Rosie for a few weeks but she knew that’s exactly the conclusion she’d jump to. Javier gave a few more thank yous and goodbyes as people came up to him on their way out the door. He found Nell amongst the remaining party members and watched her as she now made her rounds, passing goodbyes to people she’d met throughout the night. She’d landed back with Drew and Rosie, hugs and words exchanged before he saw her turn and make her way back over to him.

“And where’s the traveler off to now?” he questioned with a sly smile. She shook her head and giggled at him.

“Just to where I keep my stuff for right now.” she rolled her eyes playfully. He went to speak but instead blinked in surprise when she grabbed his hand. She turned it over and began writing something on his palm in blue ink, earning a cheesy smile from Javier. “I don’t really sleep...and I have a feeling you don’t much either.” she shrugged when she finished writing, looking at him as she capped her pen. “If you wanna talk...or whatever. I’ll be up.” she smiled before dropping his hand. “See you around, Javier.” she gave a smile and turned away. He brought the inked hand up to his face and read the name of the motel outloud, a smile forming on his face. He looked up when he realized that was all she wrote. He moved quickly out the front door to see her getting on the bus she’d described earlier in the night.

“Nell! You never wrote what number!” he called after her, holding up his hand to show her. She turned back in surprise and a giggle escaped her, shaking her head lightly. She called back to him before closing the doors.

“Room 205!” Javier watched as the bus pulled away and he looked down at the scribble on his hand again. He let out a light laugh, shaking his head to himself.

“Okay..” he breathed. “Room 205.”

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Daniel, girlcock Amanda and Johnny treat reader like they're royalty when courting them and trying to bring them into their relationship. Flowers and other little gifts, Johnny doing things for them even when they don't ask (bc I believe that's his love language). Idk what else oops

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•Daniel and Amanda make it a mission to pick out the prettiest flowers they can and arrange the most beautiful bouquets. They always send them to her work place with the sweetest notes attached. They like the fact that one of them always gets a text from her right after the flowers are delivered, saying thank you and how sweet it is that they sent them to her. Their ego is boosted when they find out that her other omega coworkers gush over them sending her flowers.

•Daniel likes inviting her over to the house for dinner all the time. He loves cooking and he loves to see her eat his food. Amanda and Johnny are great with picking out alcohol, Amanda always picks out the best wine and Johnny always comes over with some kind of decent booze. Usually they eat and talk over dinner and then wind up watching a movie. Johnny has a habit of throwing popcorn around the living room. He makes a huge mess but the omega thinks it’s cute.

•Johnny likes to visit her a lot. He usually swings by her work when ever he can ti say hi to her. Sometimes he even brings her lunch, usually it’s just dinner food from a place Johnny likes. Johnny won’t fully admit it but he finds it cute when she gets grease all over herself from the dumpy dinner food. He gets way with kisses, licking the grease from her lips.

•Johnny is the one that is the first to get away with things. He’s handsy and rough, which actually works in his favor for once. It feels almost taboo to kiss the gruff, muscle built alpha in the backroom of the store. He always makes her feel like she's going to get in trouble, get them both caught touching and kissing each other. After some heavy petting, he leaves with a grin and the omega is drenched in his scent. Everyone knows that the omega has a alpha on her.

•Johnny also has the tendency, later in the relationship, to go to bee house and fix things for her. He fixes the smallest things around her place like leaking sinks or showers. He even fixes bigger things like messed up paint jobs or holes. Might throw the “I'm here to clean your pipes~” if he feels a little frisky, which is just about every time he's over at her place. He likes to see her get at least a little flustered when he shows up. Sometimes he goes shirtless just to see if she will peak in and look. Flexes a lot when she's around.

•Amanda will definitely buy spa packages for the two of them. She talks her into taking the day off from work to come with her. They spend all day getting pampered together at the spa. This also gives Amanda the time to get her own fun in. She gets to see the omega parade around the spa with only a robe, getting a eye full of her naked body ever now and then during different treatments. Amanda has to try and keep herself from musking up the place the whole time. It doesn’t help when her cock becomes interested too under her own robe.

•Amanda ended up feeling her up when they are alone together. When the spa staff leave them to be alone. Amanda can’t help but kiss up her neck and feel up her tits. If she’s bold enough, in a moment of pure alpha instinct, she can’t help but rub her dick along the omega’s soft thigh. Rubbing her pre and scent into her freshly clean skin. It’s pure heaven.

•Daniel takes things slow, he wants her to feel safe and vulnerable around him. Daniel thrives off making his Omega feel safe. It’s his natural trait to want to protect what he sees as his, and that includes the omega he is trying his best to court.

•He talks to his mom a lot because she’s a omega, he try’s to get advice on how to treat his potential new mate. He also does want to make her feel like she is only a toy to him. He knows that he is in a pack with two other alphas, it can be intimidating to say the least. His mom is very happy to hear about Daniel and his mates falling in love, especially with the new idea that it’s a omega. She likes the idea of grandpups in the future. She tells him about her own experiences and what she knows about being a omega and the feelings that come up being courted by alpha’s. He takes all her advice to heart.

•Sometimes he spends hours with the omega. When they have private time together, when Johnny and Amanda go out to have their own time together, the two of them enjoying a night of dive bar drinking. Both of them enjoy their company while making weird commentary and humor. Daniel spends the night with the omega in his lap, spoon feeding her his moms famous chocolate cake. They spend hours talking about random things while they just sit and scent each other.