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Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw

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Rear View Mirror

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Rear View Mirror

Pairing: Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x fem!pilot reader

Warnings: 18+, call sign is “Ghost”, flirting, praise, piv sex, choking, fingers in mouth, authority kink, not drunk fucking just a lil drinking

Summary: basically… you’re called back to Top Gun, you go to the Hard Deck and see old friends, you see Roos, you have some fun with your old bestie! ;)

A/N: i love this plot so I think i’m gonna do one for Hangman and Bob! Also, in all of my Top Gun content, readers call sign will always be Ghost

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I don’t know how long it’s been since my last time at the Hard Deck, but here I am dressed in the skin tight khaki uniform. My last name stitched onto a patch along with other Navy and Top Gun patches.

I took a deep breath of the salty hot air as I opened the door to the bar. The air was even hotter in the Hard Deck due to all the bodies crammed into the small bar.

My eyes looked side to side, trying to find at least one person that I knew. That was until my eyes locked on the familiar dark brown slick bun and a tall-cocky-blond.

“Phoenix!” I practically screamed when I saw her playing billiards.

Before she took a shot at the ball she scanned the room and found my eyes. We ran up to each other and jumped like little girls.

“This is a sight to see” Hangman smirked at he leaned against the table.

“It’s nice to see you too Jake!” I playfully rolled my eyes before I opened my arms to pull him into a hug.

I quickly said my hellos to everyone and gave quick introductions before I went to Penny to order myself a drink.

“Where’s your best friend?” Penny asked as she was fixing up my drink.

My eyebrows furrowed until I was able to comprehend it.

“I don’t know where Roos is. Hell, he might be across the world right now!” we both chuckled.

I thanked Penny and went back to the group who was talking to Bob, something about his boring call sign. We all were talking about what his callsign meant, Bob and I more into it than the others since I was one of the pilots who gave him the name of Baby On Board.

Phoenix, Hangman, and the others go silent, pausing the conversation with Bob. Bob and I look at each other confused until we follow their eyes to the man that just arrived.

I quickly hand my drink to Bob and fast walk to the man at the entrance.

“Here we go.” I hear Hangman mumble behind me but I ignore it.

“Bradley Fucking Bradshaw always making a grand entrance!” I weaved through the sweaty bodies.

“You know I had to” he rolled his eyes behind his aviators. “Come here Ghost!”

His arms gripped my waist, hugging me and pulling me off of the floor. My arms tight around his neck, my fingers toying around with the collar of his Hawaiian shirt.

“Missed you Roos!” I mumbled into his neck as I took in the familiar scent.

He put me down and dusted my shoulders to make me look pristine again.

“It’s not nice to lie Ghost.” he playfully said.

“C’mon let’s bring you to the gang!” I grabbed his hand and pulled him through the crowd, he gave waves and smiles to other familiar faces.

After I bring him to the team, Roos catches up with everyone and slides in some bickering with Jake just like how it was a few years ago.

I quietly sneak off to get Roos a beer from Penny, taking my time since I know she is going to be asking questions or making assumptions.

“You know he’s happier when he’s with you.” the blonde said as she was shaking a drink.

“No, he’s happy whenever he is in the air.” I smiled as I sipped my drink.

Bradshaw has been my best friend ever since we met each other at the Naval Academy a few years back. I knew that Maverick pulled his papers and how he holds him accountable for Goose’s death.

I’ve always thought Roos was an amazing person, I’d be lying if I said that I never imagined a future with him. He’s my best friend though, gotta keep it that way.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I hear the sound of slightly out of tune piano keys, everyone beginning to crowd the old rustic piano.

Penny slides me Roos’s beer and I make my way to the piano, pushing through to see that the one and only Bradley is doing his little performance.

“You shake my nerves and you rattle my brain!”

I stood behind Phoenix with my free hand on her shoulder as we all start to sing along.

“Too much loves drives a man insane!”

Roosters eyes met mine, his hands never failing on the ivory keys. His head motions for me to sit on the bench with him. Phoenix lightly pushed me into the circle, and I playfully flipped her the bird.

I put his beer on the top of the piano and took a seat on the rickety bench next to Rooster. His body moving along the piano made the bench unstable, the wooden legs ready to unscrew from the movement.

“You broke my will, but what a thrill!” he sang out, his head tilting back.

The sun beamed perfectly on him though the window, the sweaty glow on his face and chest made him look godly.

He quickly took his hands off of the keys and cupped my face. “Goodness, gracious, great balls of fire!”

He went back to playing and singing his heart out for the crowd. All of us Navy’s and military were singing along with him. I was distracted by how fast his fingers were playing and how his sweat traces down his veins on his neck.

This man was a beauty and he knows it. I’m pretty sure he saw me admiring him the whole song.

Just like that, the song was done. The crowd cheered for him, patting him on the back and girls swooning.

He turned his body towards mine, our knees touching. I about to overheat in my uniform.

“Did you like it?” he asked, extending his swole arm to grab the beer I’ve gotten for him.

“Hmm. I think you were a little pitchy.” I sarcastically shrugged my shoulders.

“C’mon you love it when I sing to you.” he put his arm around my shoulders, pulling me closer to him to the point where he rests his head on top of mine.

“Maybe you’re thinking about some other Navy gal.”

He pulls his head off of mine and brought his lips to my ear.

“I only think about you.” his voice went an octave lower before leaving a peck behind my ear, his mustache tickling me.

I was used to this, we always talked to each other like this. Always little flirty remarks like we were teens. It made me blush, he made me feel like I was a high school girl sneaking out with one of the bad boys.

“Sure you do Roos.” I sent him a wink before I stood up off the bench, leaving him to use the bathroom.

When I was leaving out the bathroom, Roos snuck up behind me. He looped his fingers around the belt loop on the small of my back as we walked back to the crowded bar.

It was always the little gestures that he did, that got me the most.

I saw that Bob was now playing pool with FanBoy so I led us there. Roos sat down on a wooden stool and pulled me by my belt loops between his widened legs.

His arm wrapped over my collarbones and his hand resting on my shoulder, while he tips his beer back in his other hand. I can feel his chest rise and fall against my back.

Phoenix came up to us with a surprised look on her face. “Did you guys know that Bob was in the same TopGun class with us the whole time?”

The others were agreeing with the question she had just asked.

“Yeah I know Robert.” I said as I sent him a wave before he hit his ball.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

I felt Rooster’s chest vibrate from his chuckle.

“Hey. How about we go on a drive?” he whispered into my ear.

“What car did you bring?” I asked with a smile that he couldn't see.

“You know, just that lovely blue Ford Bronco that you love so much.” his voice was deep, trying to keep quiet so none of the others can hear.

I turn my head to face him, smile wide on my face.

“You know I love rides in the Bronco!” I leaned off of him and grabbed his hand, pulling him out of the bar.

The cool salty air hitting my face was refreshing after being in tight and sweaty Navy uniforms.

Once we reached his blue Bronco, I leaned against the rear looking up at Rooster with heavy eyelids as he smiled down at me.

“You drive since you only had half a beer!” I pushed his chest, running to the passenger side.

I heard him sigh in sarcasm knowing that he would never let me drive his car, it was like one of his most prized possessions. I swung my legs up and sat in the leather passengers seat.

My fingers traces around the modern interior that matched perfectly with the vintage exterior. The cream leather seats were warm from the setting sun.

“Where to Ghost?” he closed the door and started the engine, also checking to make sure my seat belt is on.

“Depends on how much gas you got.” I joked, leaning my seat back just slightly and taking off my shoes so I can rest them on my seat.

“Anywhere it is.” he started exiting the parking lot, turning on some music and rolling down the windows.

The sunset was absolutely gorgeous on the horizon of the water.

I turned my body to look at Roos who kept his eyes on the road and his fingers drummed against the steering wheel.

“What you staring at?” he asked, giving me a quick look.

“Just admiring.” my chin rested on my hand on top of the center console.

I can feel that the few drinks I had were getting too me, I can definitely feel the confidence that it usually gave me.

“What you admiring?” he asked, his signature smirk was plastered on his face.

“Your hair and how I want it between my fingers, your lips and how soft they would be against mine.”

“Oh yeah?” he shifted in his seat, his shorts getting uncomfortably tight for him.

“Yeah and your lap, and how I wanna get off on it. Your fingers and how I want them in my mouth.” 

Damn, alcohol can really get to you.

“Get in the back.” I didn't even notice that he parked. We were in a secluded area off the road that looked over the beach.

I nodded at him, unbuckling my seat belt and eagerly crawling over the center console to the back seats.

He was still in the drivers seat, adjusting the rear view mirror to see me.

“Take off everything but your panties and tank top.” he demanded.

I listened and stripped down to my tank top and underwear, throwing my clothes to the front passenger seat.

He got out of the drivers seat and opened the back door to me, getting in with me.

“Look at you, listening so well.” he chuckled, his callused hand rubbing against my ass, giving squeezes here and there.

“Yes Lieutenant.” he groaned at the ranking.

He grabbed my hips, lifting me up and sliding his body under mine. The middle seat gave us the perfect view of the scenery. His large hands pushed down the top of my back, my chest against the center console and my ass up in the air.

I can hear the clanking of his belt and his fingers struggling to pull down his shorts and boxers. I peek under my chest, getting a few of Roos fisting his cock. 

It was thick, veins all over, and it was eager. The head was almost purple and it stood tall and proud. His groans were pornographic.

His free hand traced up my inner thigh and to my clothed entrance. His finger rubbed against the slick of my lace.

“Who got you this wet?” his voice was low and his eyes trained on his fingers playing with the juices soaking through.

“You did Lieutenant.” my moans were quiet.

“Are you good with this Ghost?” he was talking regular now, making sure that I had a choice to back out if I wanted.

“Im sure Roos.” I reached my arm back, rubbing at his knee to assure him.

He wrapped his arm around my collarbones, pulling me up against his chest. “Good.” Our eyes met in the rear view mirror, his lips against my neck.

His mustache scratching and tickling my skin, his mouth nipping at my skin and littering it with marks.

The tip of his cock rubbed over my slit, nudging against my opening. He pulled me down against him, his cock slowly filling me as I sat on his lap.

“Fuck, it’s like you’re made for my cock. Such a snug fit.” he groaned out, my body still adjusting to his thick size.

I circled my hips, begging for him to move. He got the hint and began to thrust from under me, pushing me up then pulling me down on his dick. We were in sync.

Our moans filling up the car.

My ass bounced on him, rippling with every time I was pulled down to meet his skin. His eyes trained on his cock disappearing inside of me and the string of juices.

“Cmon Lieutenant. Fuck me rough.” I rasped out, my throat raw from all of the moaning.

He bent me over the trucks center console, his fingers making their way into my mouth, and his eyes trained on mine through the rear view mirror. His lower lip trapped between his teeth as he focused on the feeling.

“Right there!” I mumbled out through his fingers. My saliva spilling out of my mouth, onto my chin and down his wrist.

His hips were snapping roughly into me, the sound of skin slapping. His cock me raw from the dragging inside me.

“Look at you. Got my fingers all soaked and my cock too.” he smirked at me through the mirror, my mouth lips plump and eyes teary.

He took his fingers out of my mouth, bringing them down to my clit. My saliva mixing with my slick as he rubbed on my puffy sensitive nerves.

“Fuck fuck fuck.” I wailed, the tears running down my cheeks and staining them. My legs closing from the intensity.

I clenched down on him, my orgasm so close. 

“Almost there. A-almost.” his voice stuttered and so did his thrusts.

With a few more snaps, my vision went white and my moans were loud. My legs and body shaking from release and adrenaline. His groans were deep, being vocal in my ear.

“Good girl.” he groaned out in pleasure, pulling out of me.

I whined at the empty feeling, his cum spilling out of my abused hole. His hand rubbing at my back, trying to get me to calm down.

“Fuck Roos.” I panted, my slick back bun now messy and drenched in sweat.

“Let’s go back to my house and get you all freshened up.” he hummed, using his shirt to wipe up our mess.