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collecting-stories · 2 years ago

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Lunch - Connor Rhodes

Request: No.

Summary: Kind of some mild flirting...establishing that Connor is interested in something more kind of thing. Might make a second part to it.

A/N: First time writing Connor...literally had this in drafts for like a year.

One Chicago Masterlist

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The ED was practically dead, a typical Sunday morning, especially with the snow outside keeping most of Chicago inside. Your tie-dyed NIH hoodie (not technically regulation but hopefully: what Goodwin didn’t know wouldn’t hurt you) wasn’t doing the job you’d hoped it would to keep you warm and your roommate, stuck on shift with you for the day, was already nearing annoyance levels. 

“Will,” you huffed as your phone dinged, another in a series of memes the doctor had been sending you all morning out of boredom. You left the device face down on the desk of the nurses’ station. “Stop texting me dumb shit.” 

“I’ve had one patient in the last three hours and they had a splinter.” Will complained, leaning over the counter and grabbing your iced coffee, taking a sip, “how do you drink iced coffee in the cold?” 

“I don’t know, you tell me,” you replied, taking the cup from him and putting it back where it’d been before. Just as you did the elevator doors opened, Goodwin stepping out with Connor Rhodes, obviously in deep conversation. Will laughed as you pulled your sweatshirt off, hanging it over the chair behind you and smoothing down your blue scrub top. 

“What’re you more worried about?” He teased, “Goodwin seeing your sweatshirt or Connor seeing you?”

“Pigs would have to fly to make the second one a reality,” you replied. You deeply regretted telling Halstead that you had a crush on Connor, especially since your roommate took every opportunity to tease you about it. 

It wasn’t like you weren’t proud of yourself for the four years of med school that you’d completed to become an RN but there was no way someone like Connor Rhodes would ever think twice about dating a nurse. You’d heard from April about him and Dr. Zanetti and you were sure that was much closer to what he liked, actual accomplished doctors. 

You had it in your mind, whether it was true or not, that Connor had a type, and that type was doctors. Despite Will’s near incessant bitching about Connor having a stick up his ass and being too egotistical for his own good (as if Will was given the gift of humbleness) he was seemingly always in your corner when it came to your crush on the attending. Will was like your own personal cheerleader, constantly encouraging you to ask Connor out on a date and constantly trying to drop hints around Connor that you weren’t sure exactly panned out the way they were intended. 

“Dr. Halstead,” Goodwin greeted as she passed him, a raised eyebrow as if she was waiting for some new issue with him. 

“Ms. Goodwin,” he smiled, turning as she passed and following her with his eyes until she was out in the waiting area. 

Connor had stopped at the nurses’ station, taking one of the tablets that was docking on the counter. 

“Gracing the ED with your presence?” Will asked, reaching for your ice coffee again. 

You reached for it, fingers missing the foam holder around the plastic cup, as Will stepped a little further away. Connor watched, eyebrow raised in silent judgement as Will took another sip. 

“I’m filling in for Choi,” Connor finally supplied, the exchanging of the coffee cup happening once more as Will handed it back. “I thought you worked last night?” He added, looking over at you. 

The comment took you by surprise. You had worked the night before and knew for a fact that Connor hadn’t. “Uh, yeah, pulling a double. Were you in last night?” You asked, crossing your arms over your chest as the doors to the ED slid open, Will leaving the two of you to pick up the patient. 

“No,” the doors opened again, cutting off whatever Connor was going to say and you followed him over, grabbing the end of the gurney Gabby was pushing as she relayed the patient’s information. 

You were significantly better when there was something that required your attention. Will commented on it once. Your ability to compartmentalize was remarkable. A skill you’d worked on and were ridiculously proud of, you weren’t some nervous idiot around Connor while you were with a patient, you were calm and collected and you knew exactly what to do. It made up for all the awkward staring, hopefully. You didn’t wanna seem like the fourth-year med students trolling around the hospital heaping praises on doctors they were trying to butter up or possibly sleep with. Not that you didn’t get where they were coming from, you felt like your insides turned to jelly whenever Connor so much as offered you a ‘good job’, you could only imagine what a fourth year shadowing him must be going through, but you kept it professional.

Your patient with Connor ended up being a quick in and out, a broken bone that needed resetting and some bruising. It was nothing serious and you felt a little guilty wishing it had been a little more just so that you could spend extra time with Connor.

“Lunch?” Will asked, coming up next to you and leaning against the counter of the nurses’ station, phone in hand, interrupting your thoughts. And your slightly obessive staring at Connor’s back while he was talking to one of the med students who had wandered down from Cardiology.

You turned toward Will, “are you offering me cafeteria food or real food?”

“What’s the matter with the cafeteria?” He asked, still looking down at his phone.

“Besides the fact that it’s a cafeteria?” You countered, and then mistakenly looked away. Not that it was your fault really, just that you were actually doing your job, looking over a patient file, and you somehow didn’t have the hindsight to think that Will had caught you embarrassingly staring at Connor. But you really should have known better.

“You want to grab lunch with us?”

The question was enough to make you look up, clearly confused because that was Will speaking but who was he talking to and what did he mean us. And then there was Connor, staring between the two of you as if us had some kind of weight to it that he was supposed to know about and didn’t. Not that he would care, your brain reminded you.

“Sure...” Connor dragged the word out like maybe he wasn’t sure at all.

“Actually-” Will was already backing up toward the glass doors as they slid open and Gabby came through with Sylvie, transporting a woman on a gurney and you almost wanted to ask if he had somehow timed it. Morbid maybe but you wouldn’t put it passed a Halstead to have that kind of impeccable timing.

“Do you need-”

“No, I’ve got April, go have lunch,” Will replied, cutting you off. “Probably be quick anyway.”

They’d all been quick today. Of the near nonexistent cases that come through the ED doors they had all been discharged within two hours, probably less. There were days when it felt like a revolving door that people just kept coming into but today ��nothing serious’ seemed to be the motto.

You stood there clutching onto your tablet as Will disappeared into room 3, unsure what exactly you were waiting for. Maybe another ambulance to pull up or someone else to come along that you could force into lunch with you. Will had abandoned you with Connor. You turned to look at him, surprised to see him already watching you, and reminded yourself once more that this was Connor Rhodes and he definitely had better things to do than get lunch with you.

“I guess you’re off the hook.” You tried to sound casual, like it was no big deal that he would probably head back to work and you really would be stuck with the cafeteria.

Connor looked amused for a split second before reaching across the counter and taking the tablet out of your hands, flipping the cover closed, “what are you hungry for?” He asked, then added, “my treat.” As if you weren’t already filled with excited anxiety about just going to lunch with him.

“Oh well, if it’s your treat.” You joked, trying to play off the butterflies in your stomach as you grabbed your hoodie off the back of the chair so you could slip it on again. “Honestly,” you started to say, pausing as you struggled to pull the neck of your hoodie over your head and wonder why you didn’t just rough it and freeze in the cafeteria to avoid embarrassment, “shit.”

“Here,” Connor stopped you in your tracks, gently pushing the hood down and freeing you from the confines of the cotton material, smiling briefly as he tugged one of the strings hanging down from the neckline. “Better?”

“Thanks,” you huffed, “Anyway...I was gonna say honestly, whatever you want is fine. So long as it’s not pizza.”

Connor quirked an eyebrow as he stepped onto the elevator with you, skepticism written all over his face, “not pizza? Why not pizza?” He asked.

“Because I’m 100% sure that Will eats pizza every single night.” You replied, “I literally can’t stand the sight of it.”

The skepticism didn’t fade as he glanced over at you again. He wasn’t entirely positive that you and Will weren’t dating. Maggie had laughed when he asked and sworn that you weren’t but he saw how close the two of you seemed to be and he couldn’t help being skeptical. Not that it had stopped him from trying to get close to you. This was as good an opportunity as any to find out right from the source, “Are you and Will?” He gestured with his hand between the two of you.

“What?”

“Are you together?”

“Oh no,” you shook your head, “we’re roomies but that’s it.”

He nodded. “Good.”

Now it was your turn for skepticism, “Good?” You asked. You liked the way he said it, like he was happy to know that Will wasn’t any competition but also like he wouldn’t have been too worried even if there was something going on. And suddenly you wondered why you never thought he looked at you or why you thought he never would.

“Good.” He confirmed just as the elevator dinged. The doors slid open and he held his arm out against the door jam for you to step out first. After you had, and he stepped out after you, there was the sudden and welcomed presence of his hand on the small of your back. “So, lunch?”

“Definitely.”

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perfectlysunny02 · 6 days ago

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how the elevator scene should’ve gone instead

“You’re a good doctor, damn it. The world needs good doctors.” Will struggles still, because he’s wrong. Will isn’t a good doctor, Will let his personal feelings about his mother cloud his judgement and now he’s doomed a person to straight misery for a drug that she won’t even get.

“I’m not,” He suddenly realizes he’s sobbing, and Rhodes lowers him to the ground, still holding him, but Will stopped struggling. “I’m not a good doctor. I fucked up. I fucked up so bad.”

“It’s okay,” Connor says, cupping the back of his head and pulling him tighter against him. Will doesn’t fight even if he’s so sure he doesn’t deserve the comfort. “It’s going to be okay. It’s fixable. It always is.”

Except this time it’s not, there’s nothing Will can do to fix it. And jts all his fault.

#chicago med #connor rhodes #will halstead #connor rhodes/will halstead #rhodestead #a little fix it blurb

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felicitysmoaksx · 1 year ago

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Reach for My Hand ('Cause It's Held Out for You)

The residency at Baylor never opened up. Sarah was stuck at Med following the Robert Haywood incident and she was right. After everything, people- all staff alike whispered. About her. Her father and what happened the night he collapsed. She did her best to ignore them though.

Her days were now spent avoiding Dr. Charles unless she had to talk to him. While she also avoided Noah Sexton following her rejection of him. She should have taken April's offer to talk to her brother to get him to ease up. But after the mess with her father, she was reluctant to accept help from anyone.

Her only reprieve was her friends in the ED. They kept her busy most of the time with consults so she didn't have to talk to Dr. Charles often. Months passed and she wasn't happy by any means, but she got used to it. Because it could always be worse.

Instead, her other safety net came in the form of her brother-in-law. Or was it former brother-in-law? Sarah wasn't sure what the terminology was with Nic now gone.

"Well, well, if it isn't little Sarah Reese: big shot resident," Sarah turned at the sound of the familiar voice and Conrad Hawkins' stared back at her with an easy grin.

"What are you doing here? You didn't tell me you were coming when I was facetiming with Gigi last month!" She exclaimed as she turned and wandered closer. Allowing her half-sister's husband to wrap her in a tight hug. Chastain had sent Conrad along to scout out the Hybrid OR.

"Okay," Conrad said, a week after he got there. She had been in line to get a cup of coffee when he appeared behind her. "There are dozens of rumors flying around about you. But I don't care about them because you're going to tell me what's actually going on."

When Sarah glanced back she saw a look that she had only heard about from her big sister. There was a narrowed focus light in his eyes with his mouth turned downward. He wasn't going to let this go.

"Let me get my coffee first." She relented with a heavy sigh. Then with a coffee to warm her hands, she pulled him into a corner. Then she started with her father and his bad heart. From there she moved to his personality disorder and Dr. Charles treating him for it. Everything else that came with Dr. Robert Haywood and the fallout after just came out from there. When she was done explaining everything, Sarah lifted her gaze to look at her half-sister's husband.

"I know Nic's gone, but when everything was happening, I picked up the phone so many times to call her because she would know what to say and what to do." She told him, with a watery catch in her voice.

"Why didn't you call me?" Conrad asked quietly, "Why didn't you let me help you?"

"What could you have done, Conrad? You have Gigi and you just started back at Chastain. You have a lot on your plate. You didn't need me to add to it with my family drama."

"Sarah, you're Nic's little sister. You're Gigi's aunt. You're my family. As for what I would've done, I would've suggested you come home." Conrad pressed, tapping on the table for emphasis.

"To New York? With my mother?" Sarah pulled a face, before she shook her head, "No, thank you."

"Not New York. Georgia."

"Georgia? Why would I go there?"

"Because you'd have family-me and Gigi and a job there."

"A job?"

"At Chastain. One phone call from me and you'd have an interview in no time; you know how much Nic always hated that you moved to Chicago to finish med school."

#chicago med #sarah reese #one chicago #the resident #conrad hawkins #nic nevin #my writing #//this was only meant to be a blurb. How the hell did it wind up being a drabble?

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solesommerso · 1 year ago

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blacklit paradise au! — aftermath —

“You’re smoking?” Jay startles at Sarah’s voice, quickly taking the cigarette out of his mouth, about to crush it out in the glass ashtray sitting on the small table he keeps on the balcony of his apartment but Sarah shakes her head to stop him.

“Don’t tell Voight.” She lets out a small puff of air, Jay thinks it’s an attempt at a laugh.

“Calm down I won’t tell your boss you’re smoking, your brother on the other hand…” Reese trails off and grins when Jay glares at her.

“Don’t you dare.” He points his two fingers holding the cigarette at her with a serious tone, though the smile on his lips cuts through it all. He’s just happy Sarah’s outside, and smiling.

“Your secrets safe with me.” The plastic chair Sarah pulls to sit in front of Jay makes a scraping noise against the concrete. It sounds oddly like the scrape of the dresser in front of the door the night Jay had to— he shakes the thought away, taking a drag of his cigarette and holding it a little longer than normal.

“Natalie went back to work today, I’m officially the last one left.” Sarah tries to sound nonchalant but Jay can see the hurt written across her face as she plucks Jay’s half drunk soda from the table, looking anywhere but at Halstead.

“You’re allowed to take your time, your stitches haven’t even healed.” He assures and leans his elbows onto his knees, a way to be closer to Sarah, as if some threat is going to pop out of nowhere and he’ll need to jump up to save her. God he feels like he did when he got home from Afghanistan, which is a scary thought he chooses to ignore.

“I know, that’s all anyone’s been telling me. I just- I’m staying in your apartment, waking up either panicking so bad I throw up or start sobbing, I can’t even look at my own clothes so I’ve been wearing yours and- I just feel so fucking broken.” Her chest heaves as she sighs, sipping at the coke in her hands, leg bouncing against the chair under her.

“Hey I haven’t gone back to work either, and I catch myself counting your breaths when you’re sleeping on the couch, and I triple check the doors locked after I come home, and I could keep going. The point is, we’re both going through a lot and that’s okay, we’re gonna be okay.” Their eyes meet and Sarah nods faintly before bringing her drink to her lips again.

“But stop stealing my drinks.”

#I haven’t even started writing this out and yet here I am writing a blurb about the aftermath #I love adhd sometimes <33 #also hi nova I stole your green color palette #it fits angst fics so well I couldn’t resist #blacklit paradise!au #writing #sarah & jay #jay halstead #sarah reese #chicago med #chicago pd #sammy moodboards #whumptober 2023 #counting this as day 6 for aftermath prompt

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ao3feed-chicagofire · 1 year ago

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modern family aus

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2QRj0tf

by firetruckstuckley

the one with the “talking heads” or interviews as well as blurbs based on modern family, 911 and one chicago. some prompts will be from modern family, or other shows or just random ones.

Words: 43, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of modern family aus

Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV), Modern Family (TV 2009), Chicago Fire, Chicago PD (TV), Chicago Med

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Matthew Casey, Kelly Severide, Henrietta "Hen" Wilson, Karen Wilson, Evan “Buck” Buckley, Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Athena Grant, Bobby Nash, Cindy Herrmann, Will Halstead, Connor Rhodes, Maddie Buckley, Howie “Chimney” Han, Jay Halstead, Wallace Boden, Ravi Panikkar, Sylvie Brett, Stella Kidd, Kim Burgess, Greg "Mouse" Gerwitz, April Sexton, Maggie Lockwood, Natalie Manning, Christopher Herrmann

Relationships: Matthew Casey/Kelly Severide, Henrietta "Hen" Wilson/Karen Wilson, Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Athena Grant/Bobby Nash, Christopher Herrmann/Cindy Herrmann, Will Halstead/Connor Rhodes, Maddie Buckley/Howie "Chimney" Han

Additional Tags: AU, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, married, bobby and athena are tired parents, Bobby and Athena are Buck’s parents, More tags to be added

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2QRj0tf

#chicago fire #chicago fire fanfic #ao3feed #fanfic

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firstrespondershowobsessed · 2 years ago

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In Between

Type: One shot about Jay Halstead + Will Halstead (Chicago) Rating: Rated R | Very heavy in BDSM | Minors don’t interact Word Count: 4800+ Trigger: BDSM, Sexual Enjoy!

She pulled on her stockings and laced up her boots. Ran her fingers through her hair as she looked at herself in the mirror. She put on her red lipstick, knowing it would be smeared on her face later. She left her apartment and headed down to the club. It wasn't any normal club, it was a club for people who loved to be dominated. There were rumors that someone was looking for a sub. He was known as the detective but she never met him. The rumors made her want to meet him because everyone has said he was a good dom. She made her way to the door, allowing the bouncer to place a wristband on her. She nodded and headed inside, the lights were low with a red glow. She made her way to the playroom, leaning against the wall just taking in the scene.

"Now what do we have here?" he asked as he walked up to her. "Whatever you want sir" she looked at him. "Oh, good girl" he placed his hand against her chin, brushing his thumb against her lip. "But I can also be bratty," she said. "I bet you can be fun" he smirked as he moved closer to her. "And I bet you can be fun" she shifted closer to him, not touching him because she knew the rules. "So tell me why did you come here tonight?" he asked. "Oh you know why," she said. "Use your words," he said as he grabbed her by the waist, pulling her to him. "To be your play toy," she said. "My play toy or the club's toy?" he asked. "Maybe both," she said. "No no, because if you are mine I don't share" he whispered in her ear. "Then don't share" she spoke softly. "May I get you a drink?" he asked. "I would love one," she said. "Stay here" he brushed his thumb against her lips.

She obeyed him as she watched him disappear to the bar. She looked around the playroom, just enjoying how everyone was so open to knowing what they wanted. He returned and handed her a drink as he watched her. She took a few sips knowing he was watching her, so she decided to tease him. She licked the glass before taking a sip, he smirked and shook his head as he watched her.

"Sir?" she asked. "What princess?" He said. "Can I ask your name?" she looked at him. "Detective," he said. "That's all you need to know," he said. "Yes Detective," she smiled. "Are you a real cop?" she asked. "That's classified info," he said. "Fair enough," she said as she took a sip. "And you go by?" He asked. "Angel," she said. "Well now you're my princess," he said. "Yes sir" she nodded. "Come with me," he said as he grabbed her around her waist.

He led her upstairs to a private room. He sat down in a chair, pulling her onto his lap. He needed to know her rules and what was off the table. He needed this information before he could ever make her his.

"So there is a contract over on the table, read it carefully and see if you agree," he said. "Wait, you want this for the long term?" she questioned. "Yes of course I do, is this something you haven't done?" he questioned. "I've done a scene before but for the most part it ended after one night," she said. "Well, I like knowing limits before I start so go read the contract," he said. "Sure" she nodded as she stood up, walking over to the table. "Wouldn't it be easier just to tell you?" she questioned. "It would but I would love to have it written, so there are no questions about consent," he said. 'I understand that," she nodded. "I want you to give me all of you," he said as he moved behind her, placing his hand against her neck. "All of you" he whispered into her ear. "I don't do anything with bodily fluids, meaning no peeing kink. My safeword is RED, I use the traffic symbols. Red means stop, yellow means slow down and green means I'm all good" she leaned her head back. "Anything else if I don't like it I will use my safeword," she said. "Feelings about pain? Anal?" he questioned. "Some pain is ok, makes it more intense, and I'm always open to trying anal," she said. "So are you mine?" he asked. "Just one more thing," she said as she grabbed the pen. 'What?" he asked. "What is your name?" she looked up at him. "It's Jay," he said. "So my rules are when I call you princess, a scene is in the works" he looked at her. "Ok," she nodded. "Any other rules?" she asked. "No," he said as he pulled her up from the chair. "The only thing I want is for you to fully give yourself to me," he said. "I've always heard rumors about you," she said. "Hopefully good things" he looked at her. "Of course" she nodded as she signed the contract. "Good girl" he smiled as he grabbed the paper. "So you will get a copy of this so there are no questions about what we agreed to" he nodded.

She nodded as she made her way to the bed. She sat on the edge as he made sure the door was locked. He made his way over to her, moving between her legs. Placing his hand against her neck, pushing her back against the bed. He grabbed her chin to make her look at him, demanding her attention. He leaned in, kissing her softly but showing her his power. She kissed him back, keeping the same intensity.

"No sounds" he whispered before he started sucking against her neck.

She nodded as she didn't want to displease him. Controlling her breathing as she tried not to make a sound. He knew he had her right where he wanted her. He slowly moved down to her collarbone, gripping her dress and pushing it up as he moved down. He lifted her slightly, removing the dress, and throwing it to the floor. She bit her lip as he moved down her body, making sure she didn't make a sound. He placed his mouth over her nipple, flicking it with his tongue. Gently pulling it with his teeth, as he played with the other nipple with his hand. He slowly moved between them as she moved her hips towards him. He smirked as he looked at her, slowly trailing his tongue down her body. He stood up from the bed, taking his shirt off as well as his belt. He allowed his pants to fall from his hips. Leaving him in his boxers as he moved back over the top of her. Gripping her chin again demanding her attention, her eyes locked onto his.

"Now you can moan or scream if you like," he said as he placed the belt around her arms. "Yes sir" she nodded as she kept her eyes on him.

He looked through the nightstand and pulled out a small bullet. It was small but it was powerful enough to get the job done. He moved over top of her, nudging her legs open with his knee. He leaned over and kissed her softly, moving to her neck. He turned on the bullet and hovered over her skin with it. At first on her stomach and then down to her thigh moving slowly. He moved the bullet closer to her center, teasing her slightly. He placed the bullet on her nub, sending pleasure through her body. She moved her hips towards him as she wanted more, she wanted him. He smirked as he knew he was teasing her, edging her closer to a climax.

"Beg," he said. "Please" she moaned. "Please sir" she looked at him. "Please what?" he smirked. "Please let me cum" she moaned as he turned it back on against her clit. "Cum for me princess," he said as he kept the bullet on her clit.

She bucked her hips towards his movements as she climaxed. He kept her legs open as he kept the bullet against her, allowing her to ride out her climax. He stood up from the bed, removing his boxers as he grabbed something from the nightstand. He grabbed her hand, pulling her up so she was sitting up on the bed.

"Are you ok?" he asked as he grabbed her chin, making her look at him. "Yes I'm ok" she nodded as she took the condom from him. "May I?" she asked. "Yea I was going to ask you to assist," he said as he took the belt off of her hands.

She didn't have much to do since it was already hard. She looked up at him as she took him into her mouth. He placed his hand behind her head as she started to suck on him. His moan escaped his lips as he leaned his head back as she sucked on him. She pulled away from him, grabbing the condom. She opened the condom and slipped it onto him. He pushed her back onto the bed, moving back over the top of her. Nudging her legs open with his leg, slipping between her legs. He leaned down and kissed her softly as he slipped his tip up and down her slit, rubbing against her swollen nub.

"Sir" she moaned. "Don't worry princess" he said as he looked at her. "I'll give you what you want but you have to ask," he said. "Can I have you please?" she asked. "You want me?" he kept sliding himself against her. "Yes please," she moved her hips towards him. "Be patient princess" he said as he pushed her hips down.

He shifted his hips and pushed himself into her. She allowed her moans to escape her lips as he soon pulled back up. Then he pushed himself in her again and started to thrust. His thrust was powerful and deep, hitting all of her spots. Even spots she didn't know she had, sent pleasure down her spine. She arched her back and allowed her moans to escape her lips. He knew she was close so he angled his hips and hit her deepest spot. Sending her over the edge, he gripped her hips allowing her to enjoy the moment. As she came down he started to thrust into her again. He pulled himself out and flipped her around, pulling her hips towards his. Pushing himself back into her, thrusting into her. He grabbed her throat, pulling her close to his chest. His lips were against her neck as he thrust into her. She pushed her hips back towards his as he thrust into her. He moaned into her ear as he grabbed her hips.

"You want to feel me cum?" he asked. "Yes sir" she moaned. "I want to make you scream as I do" he pushed her down on the bed, angling her hips with his. "Please" she begged.

She gripped the sheets as he thrust deeper into her. She could feel herself rushing towards another climax. He kept his grip on her hips as he picked up the tempo. He was also chasing his climax, he could feel her edge closer. She screamed as she climaxed against him, and he thrust a few more times as he also climaxed. He leaned down kissing her shoulder as they both slowly came down from the climax blist. He slipped himself out of her and took the condom off. He walked into the bathroom and started a hot bubble bath. He also grabbed a glass of water and a protein bar, before making his way back to her. She lay on the bed just watching him as she tried to catch her breath.

"Here you need hydration and something to eat," he said as he sat on the bed. "Thank you" she sat up and took a glass of water. "That was intense so you need to recover," he said as he pulled her closer, rubbing her legs. "Yea that was intense: she nodded as she took a sip of the water. "I have a bubble bath running, I want you to get into it and soak, relax," he said. "Thank you" she leaned her head against his shoulder. "Aftercare is just as important as the scene," he said. "I know," she nodded. "Alright go get in the tub and relax" he demanded. "Yes sir" she smiled as she stood up. "Good girl," he said as he spanked her ass as she walked away.

She walked into the bathroom and pulled her hair back into a messy bun. She slipped herself into the tub and laid back enjoying the warmth of the water. He leaned against the bathroom door frame just watching her.

"Join me?" she asked. "I have some business to attend to," he said. "Oh ok," she nodded. "I enjoyed tonight, I'll love to do it soon" he walked over to her. "Of course, since I signed a contract" she smiled as she looked at him. "I know" he smirked as he grabbed her chin, leaning in and kissing her softly. "See you soon princess," he said. "See you soon," she said as she watched him leave.

She finished the bubble bath and got dressed. She left the room and the club, making her way back to her apartment. She went past her roommate and went straight to her room. Once she lay down she quickly fell asleep. She didn't realize that it was nearly 5 am so she slept pretty much all day. Finally, around 1 pm she woke up and made her way downstairs.

"Need coffee," she said as she made herself a cup of coffee. "Where were you last night?" her roommate asked. "Just out," Angel said. "With?" her roommate asked. "Just out, enjoying my time Jess," she said. "Well, I have this friend" Jess started to say. "That you want to set me up with?" She said as she took a sip from her cup. "Yea, I think you two would hit it off," Jess said. "What is he like?" she asked as she sat down. "Well he's a doctor," Jess said as she sat down as well. "And cute," Jess said. "Then why don't you date him?" she asked. "Because of Christain of course" Jess rolled her eyes. "He's perfect for you," she said. "Can I at least see a picture?" she asked. "Know his name?" she looked at Jess. "His name is Will and I have a picture of him," Jess said as she looked through her phone. "Ok he is cute," She said as she looked at the picture. "And you say he's a doctor?" she asked. "Yes, he is," Jess nodded. "I'll see when he is free and let you know," she said. "Ok," she nodded.

She sat with her thoughts and her coffee. No one knew that she was into BDSM nor did anyone know the club she went to too. She would entertain this idea of a blind date but couldn't stop thinking about the detective. She finished her coffee and went upstairs to get ready for work. A quick shower before getting dressed, leaving her apartment, and making her way down to the bar. She was a bartender for a local bar, it wasn't the best job but she loved being a bartender.

"Our Angel is here," a regular said. "Always here" she smiled as she made her way behind the bar. "Beer on the tab?" she asked. "Of course," he nodded. "Coming right up," she said as she grabbed a glass.

She poured the beer into the glass and handed it to the customer. She wiped off the bar as she continued to serve everyone. She leaned against the counter as the pace started to slow down. Will walked into the bar and sat down in front of her.

"Will, right?" she asked. "Yea, how do you know my name?" he asked. "Just do," she said as she walked up to the bar. "What can I get you?" she asked. "Just a beer" he looked at her. "and tell me your sources," he said. "I cant tell you," she said as she grabbed a glass, filling it up. "So you know I'm a doc as well" he smirked. "Should I be worried?" he asked as he took the glass from her. "That's for you to determine," she said. "Are you going to tell me your name?" he asked. "That's a secret" she smiled. "Oh," he nodded as he took a sip from the glass.

They kept talking through the night. Asking random questions and just joking around. Will had plenty of ER stories to tell and Angel loved to listen to him. It seems to make her shift go quicker and before she knew it, it was time to clock out.

"Well I'm off the clock," she said. "Nice" Will smiled. "You know you didn't have to stay up all night," she said. "I enjoyed my time with you," he admitted. "Plus still on doctor time" he smiled. "True," she said as she walked to her car with him. "Why does she keep doing this?" He said as he looked at his phone. "What?" Angel asked. "My friend Jess," he said as he looked up. "Keep trying to set me up with some girl," he said. "Oh," She said as she looked at him. "Some girl named Angel, I'm not so sure about blind dates," he said. "What about seconds dates?" she asked. "They are nice when I know the person I'm seeing," he said. "Well what about us having a second date?" she asked. "Sure," he smiled. "I'm Angel by the way," she said as she got into the car. "Wait you know Jess" Will sighed. "I didn't mean anything by it," he said. "I get it but now you know who I am so it doesn't have to be awkward," she said. "True," he said. "I'm sorry," he said. "You don't need to be sorry, just try to pick out a good second date," she said. "I will" he nodded as he closed her door for her. "Good night," he said. "Good morning," she said as she pulled off from the parking lot.

She drove straight to her apartment when she got out of the car. She noticed flowers and a note near the door. She quickly picked it up and went inside, locking the door behind her. The note was from the detective saying how he enjoyed the other night and wanted more. It also had the contract that she signed so there were no questions asked about consent. She put the flowers into a vase and filled it with water. She quickly texted the number explaining that she just got off of work and was tired. She made her way upstairs and lay in bed, waiting for his response.

"get some rest princess, I have a special occasion planned tonight' Jay texted. "Sounds interesting, text me the details" she texted back before falling asleep

He texted her the details while she was asleep. She slept until 1 pm and got up, going downstairs to make coffee. She finished making her coffee, sitting at the table when Jess walked in.

"How did you meet Will already?" Jess said. "He came into the bar, we talked and now we have a second date," she said as she took a sip of her coffee. "Second date?" Jess asked, confused. "He said he didn't do blind dates and was annoyed you kept trying to set him up," she said. "I'm going to kill him," Jess said. "Do it after our second date, we had a pretty good vibe" she nodded. "Really?" Jess asked intrigued. "Yea he's funny, cute and I like his vibe" she nodded. 'That's good, maybe this will work out for you," Jess said. "Not making any promises but we can see where it goes," she said. "Someone left this dress on our porch," Jess said. "What dress?" She asked. "It was by the door when I came in," Jess said as she grabbed the dress, showing it to Angel. "Wow," Angel said. "Yea I know right, there is a note," Jess said. "Get dressed princess and I'll pick you up" She read out loud. "Oh, shit," she said as she looked at her phone for the details. "Who sent you this and whose princess?" Jess asked. "It's nothing, a friend sent it to me," She nodded. "I'm supposed to go to this fundraiser with him," she said. "Oh cool," Jess said. "Need help getting ready?" she asked. "Of course," She said. "Let's make you more beautiful," Jess said.

They made their way upstairs. Jess started doing Angel's hair while Angel started to do her makeup. The dress was beautiful but she truly didn't know exactly where she was going. She finished doing her makeup as Jess finished curling Angel's hair. She slipped the dress on and looked at herself in the mirror.

"Wow whoever your friend is, he is damn lucky," Jess said, "Thanks," She said as she looked at herself. "He is very lucky," she said. "I think your carriage awaits," Jess smiled. "Thank you," She said as she hugged Jess before leaving the apartment.

Jess stood at the door trying to get a glimpse of the person in the car. Unfortunately, the windows were too tinted so she could see into the car, just that Angel got inside and disappeared. There was only a driver inside when Angel got into the car. She didn't know where she was going but she knew she would be safe with the detective. They finally arrived at their destination, the driver got out of the car. Making his way to her side of the car, opening the door for her. Jay was standing there waiting for her, he reached out for her hand. She grabbed his hand and got out of the car. He slipped his arm around her waist as they walked into the building.

"Can I ask what we are doing here?" she asked. "It's a party," he said as he opened the door to the ballroom. "Wow," she said as she looked around the ballroom. "Just wanted to show off my new princess," he said as he guided her into the ballroom. "Really?" She asked. "We just met," she said. "And I want to show you off, now know your role, princess," he nodded. "Yes sir" she nodded as she walked with him.

He guided her around the ballroom introducing her to everyone. She slowly started to realize that this wasn't a normal party. It was a bunch of doms showing off their subs. Since Jay and her didn't talk about punishment, she wanted to test the waters. She grabbed a glass of wine and looked at him as she walked away from him. He just watched her, allowing her to think she had the power. She took a big sip from her glass and then asked someone else to dance. Of course, the dom nodded and grabbed her hand, leading her to the dance floor.

"You are playing a dangerous game," the dom said into her ear as he pulled her closer. "Oh I know," she said as she placed her arms around his neck. "Excuse me," Jay said as he stepped in. "Of course" the other dom nodded and walked away. "Playing a game that you don't know the rules to," Jay said as he grabbed her around her waist. "Exactly, I wanted to be a brat tonight" she smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Brats get punished," he said into her ear. "I know," she whispered. "Naughty girl" he nodded as they danced.

They danced to a few more songs before he took her off the dance floor. He nodded toward a few people before he escorted her out of the ballroom.

"There is a room upstairs, go and be ready for your punishment," he said. "What room?" she asked. "Pick one," he said. "Yes sir" she smirked as she walked away from him.

She walked up the stairs and picked a random room. She took the dress off and sat on the bed in her panties. Just waiting for him to enter. She decided to pull her hair up into a bun when the door opened up.

"On your knees NOW," he said. "Yes sir," she said as she got onto her knees. "You must think you are really funny," he said as he grabbed her chin. "I think it was cute," she said. "And you keep thinking it's funny," he nodded. "I wanted to see what buttons I could push," she said.

He grabbed her hand and pulled her up from the floor. She stood in front of him not making a sound. He sat on the bed patting his leg for her to go across his knee. She walked over to him, laying across his lap. He ran his hand down her back sending chills down her spine. He caressed her ass in his hand before pulling back and spanking her.

"Count," he said. "One," she said. "Good girl, there will be 4 more hits," he said. "To show you that no one else should touch you," he said. "Yes sir," she said. "And I want you to keep count," he said as he spanked her again. "Two," she said breathlessly.

He continued to spank her as she counted. Once he was finished he rubbed her ass softly, taking away the stinging, He picked her up, laying her against the bed. He moved over top of her, kissing her softly. As he was kissing her he grabbed something off the nightstand. He turned the vibrator on sliding it down her body. Keeping it against her inner thighs as she started to move her hips toward his. He smiled against her lips before pulling away. He kissed down her body, slowly teasing her. Taking her panties in his mouth, pulling them down her hips. She slowly lifted her hips allowing him to remove them fully. He ran the vibrator up her leg, going towards her center. He smirked as her body was begging to be touched. He pushed her legs open, resting between them. He slipped the vibrator up and down her slit, allowing it to nudge her clit. She arched her back pushing her hips towards him. She bit her lip as she kept her moans in trying not to make a sound.

"I want to hear you," he said as he kept the vibrator against her clit. "Fuck" She moaned. "Good girl," he said but then he turned it off. "Wait what?" she said. "Bad girls don't get rewards," he said as he turned it back on. "Ugh, I'm sorry," she said as she moaned. "Are you?" he asked. "Yes sir, You are the only one to touch me," she said. "Is that a promise?" he asked. "Always be my good girl?" he asked. "Yes sir," She said as she grabbed the sheets.

He kept teasing her as he kept turning the vibrator off and on. He smirked as she begged him to allow her to climax. He finally allowed her to climax but he didn't turn the toy off after that. By the end of the night, she was begging him to stop. He finally stopped and allowed her to catch her breath. He went and grabbed a bottle of water and a protein bar. He kissed the top of her head before he left the room. She drank some of the water and ate the protein bar. After she felt like she could walk she got up and got dressed. She left the room but noticed Jay was still there, he was downstairs talking to someone. She could hear him so she eased down the stairs until she realized who he was talking to. He was talking to Will, how did they know each other? She quickly made it down the stairs, making sure not to be seen. She ran into another sub by accident.

"Sorry," She said. "Who are you looking at?" she asked. "Oh no one," Angel said. "That's the detective right?" the girl asked. "Yes," she nodded. "Who is he talking to?" she asked. "That's his brother," the girl said.

Those words rang in Angel's ears. There was a pit in her stomach as she tried to register what the girl just told her. She took a deep breath in and decided to leave the building. She quickly called an uber and left so no one could see her. She laid back against the set, just trying to take in those words. Jay and Will were brothers, how did she get stuck in between them?

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My Type

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"Y/n, if we're gonna help find you a boyfriend, we need to know your type. So spill," Maggie demanded.

I raised my eyebrows at both Maggie and April, who were standing in front of me at the nurses' station. "I'm sorry, when did we decide that I needed a boyfriend?"

"You go home by yourself practically every night and sit around your apartment doing nothing," April reminded me. "You need a boyfriend."

"I hate it when you're right," I mutter. "So what do you want to know?"

"What do you like in a guy? We need physical traits, personality, the works," Maggie listed off.

"Um, okay. For physical appearance, I'm more into darker haired guys," I start. "Ooh, and I'm a sucker for blue eyes. Plus I like my boyfriends to be a little fit. Personality wise they have to be smart so that they can keep up with me. I also want them to be passionate about what they do."

"I see," Maggie murmured and shared a look with April.

"What? Why are you guys making that face?" I question.

"You just described Connor Rhodes," April revealed. "You should ask him out!"

"April, I would love nothing more," I confess. "But I mean come on. There's no way Connor likes me like that."

"Come on. Ask him out," Maggie instructed.

"No way, Mags," I oppose. "I can't."

"Then I guess I will," Connor spoke and appeared next to me. "Y/n, how would you like to go on a date with me this weekend?"

"I would love to," I answer. "So were you just listening in on our whole conversation or...?"

Connor laughed. "Sort of. I could hear you from where I was standing near the computers. As for now, I've got a few patients to check in on, but I will talk to you later, Y/n."

"Yeah. See ya later, Connor," I say.

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slytherbun · 3 years ago

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happy celebration!!! 🔥 with Connor Rhodes in the shower as he chokes and whispering the filthiest things

my girl

pairing: connor rhodes x reader

word count: 0.6k

warning sexual content.

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the water streamed down the side of connor's body while he had your back pressed up against the shower wall. it was dangerously becoming the time that you had to leave but he had you questioning if work was important.

connor's hand was wrapped around your neck with his thumb carefully resting along your pulse. he rubbed the spot and felt your heartbeat thrum under his touch.

with a smirk in appreciation, he gazed down. with his left hand, he slowly slid his hand down your wet body. your nipples were hard and pebbled to the very tip.

your boyfriend leaned in and towards the top of your neck to leave kisses down your neck. when he heard a moan fall past your lips, he realized the distraction worked.

connor leaned back and looked into your glazed eyes full of pleasure. then he grabbed your tit, feeling it in his palm before wrapping the tips of his fingers around your nipple to slightly squeeze it.

"what the hell are you doing connor! that hurt." whimpering but not being able to move with his cock buried inside your pussy. he pulled back and then thrusted back in before you could say anymore.

"can't even defend yourself anymore, huh? did i fuck you stupid yet?" he muttered while continuously pounding inside you. you babbled incoherent words and he turned your body around with a roll of his eyes.

another whine fell past your lips at the feeling of your breasts pressing up against the wet, cold wall. but he didn't care as his wet balls slapped against your clit with every thrust.

it felt amazing but also painful because your small bundle of nerves were already puffy from his pinches and flicks earlier."i don't want to look at you right now. you're acting like such a slut. where's my y/n, huh?"

but you weren't able to form any words and answer him with the feeling of his cock repeatedly deep inside you. you jolted when he slapped your ass.

"shit! you're so filthy, liking that punishment. your cunt just squeezed me in a vice. do you want my cum inside this little pussy?" he smirked and after placing a hand on your hip to steady you, he used his other to go around your front to rub your clit.

for a minute, all connor could hear was your loud moans and the sound of his skin slapping against yours. "i can't fuck you in the storage closet again because i have a bunch of surgeries today. if you don't hurry up then you'll be squeezing your thighs together all day for just the slightest relief."

"no." you whined as he continued to push in and out of your tightness. it was the perfect fit with how smoothly he could just thrust inside.

connor turned you around abruptly and leaned in so his lips were touching yours. he slapped your clit roughly before circling it faster. "we have to leave for work soon."

"i-i don't think i can give you another." you muttered against his lips and he stilled all of the way inside your cunt for a moment before placing his pointer finger on your lips.

connor shook his head and pushed your back against the wall again, then he picked up your legs to place them around him. if it were possible he went even deeper inside you. "you can give me another. be a good girl and come on my cock again."

after connor said that he immediately pounded your pussy relentlessly and he smirked knowing his cock was pushing you over the edge again. before you could tell him, you finished around him just like he said you would.

connor didn't pull out like promised and finished inside your sore cunt. "see, i knew you could do it because you're my girl."

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smoooothoperator · 3 years ago

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Blue Eyes

A/N: OKAY!! This was really funny to write, because I'm a Chicago PD fan it made me really happy to write this. This is something really different, nothing about F1. I'm sorry if you don't like it. I really enjoyed writing something different. And if you liked it, thank you.

Characters: Miranda Bailey (Grey's Anatomy), Richard Webber (Grey's Anatomy), Levi Schmitt (Grey's Anatomy), Jackson Avery (Grey's Anatomy), Ethan Choi (Chicago Med), Jay Halstead (Chicago PD), Hank Voight (Chicago PD), Kim Burgess (Chicago PD) Sylvie Brett (Chicago Fire)

Being the daughter of one the principal of one of the most famous Formula 1 teams wasn't easy. It never was. You are in the public eye all the time, hiding from cameras and paparazzi, ignoring the rude comments in the media.

Being a surgeon meant that being focused is something that is essential at work, more if you work with brains. So those comments and the critics, the threats and warnings, have to be away from your mind the moment you walk inside the surgery room.

"Bailey, can I have a talk with you?" I asked the short woman, who looked at me with her eyebrows making a thin line. "Please tell me you won't go with Amelia and Meredith to Minnesota" she begged, and I shook my head laughing. "No, god! I'm not interested in that project. No, I wanted to ask you something else, if you let me"

She sighed, smiling and nodding to me to follow her through the corridors of the Grey Sloan Memorial. We went to her office, walking slowly as some of the young doctors waved at us, making little bows and giving us snacks.

"Want something to drink?" She asked and I smiled. "No, thank you" i smiled and sat on the couch she has. I looked around and smiled with melancholy, remembering how Derek used to have the office once he used it. "Why did you want to talk with me, Horner?" Bailey asked and I nodded. "You know... My dad will come to the US next week and will stay here around two weeks'' I started to talk and she nodded, frowning. "Ah, yeah. Your father is the principal of one of those teams of cars, right?" She said. "My son loves it". "I can get a ticket for him, you know, right?" I giggled and she smiled. "Anyway, what I wanted to ask you is... If I can have three weeks free? I mean, not free at all. My dad talked with me and one of the members of the medical team has COVID and that means that the whole team is infected” I sighed and she nodded. "So what you are asking me is to let you free so you can work there?". I bit my lip and nodded. “Are you sure? I mean, you are a surgeon, I don’t think that it will help a lot there…” She sighed and started to search for some papers. “I know, but I know some people that can help me”.

Ethan Choi. One of my best friends while I did my intern studies at the Chicago Med. He works at the ER and is one of the people that can help me with the job.

So when I talked with Bailey and Webber about this work, I agreed with them about taking an resident with me: Levi Schmitt.

The morning Levi and I had to take the plane I received a call from Pierre Gasly, the man I’m in love with.

“Hey” I sighed smiling, making Levi look at me with a grin. “Hey, doc. I heard you are coming to the race” he said, giggling. “I am. RedBull’s medical team is off. I’ll go with my own team”. “Cool, I just called because I wanted to ask you if you wanted to come some day of the time you are here on a double date with me and Katherina. Are Jackson and you still dating?”

Of course. He’s dating someone else. He never thinks about my feelings.

“No. We broke up when he left Seattle” I sighed, and Levi looked at me, he knew about it. “Oh… well, then nevermind. I’ll see you around in the paddock. Love you”

I groaned and threw back my head, making Levi sigh and rest his hand on top of my hand. Even if I'm a specialist and he’s a resident, we have a close relationship, and it made him one of my favorite residents.

“It was Pierre?” he asked, making me sigh and nod. “I miss when it was only him and I, not other girls around. But I guess I have to forget about it, right?”. “I mean, you were kinda happy with Avery, not thinking about him”.

After that talk we took the plane that went to Chicago. I talked with Ethan about the plan, and he made everything ready to have those weeks free. Once we landed, he came to the airport to pick us up and drove us to his apartment.

“It’s nice to meet you, Doctor Choi” Levi said when he saw him for the first time. “Oh, please! Just Ethan, we will be working together”

He gave us a little tour around Chicago and at the end of the day we went to Molly's, the bar where many firefighters, police officers and doctors go after their shift. I heard about this place and it made me really happy to be here,

“Guys, meet Margot Horner and Levi Schmitt” Ethan introduced us and I waved to the people that came closer. “They are from the Grey Sloan Memorial”.

The group of female firefighters came close to me and started talking, making me feel welcomed. Levi stayed by my side like a puppy, something that made me smile.

“Excuse me, are you related to Chritian Horner, the RedBull Racing principa?” A blonde guy asked me, and I groaned, turning around to face him. But the moment I found those blue eyes and blonde hair I blushed. “Yeah. His daughter. And you are?”. “Jay, that’s not a way of flirting with a girl” Stella laughed and I smiled, looking into his eyes, “Jay? Nice to meet you” I smiled.

The rest of the night I talked with him, leaving Levi with the girls and other people while I talked with Jay, and I felt good. Pierre wasn’t in my mind, neither was Jackson. And it was perfect.

“Oh, sorry” I mumbled when I felt my phone buzzing in the back pocket of my jeans. “Don’t worry, maybe you have to go outside to hear something”. I smiled and nodded, grabbing his hand and squeezing it before walking out of the pace. “Pierre? Hi, why are you calling?”. “Oh, I just wanted to talk with you, know how the flight to Chicago went”. “Well, I am with Ethan and some of his coworkers now-”. But I was cutted because someone pushed me to the floor and kicked the back of my neck, making me unconscious. “Margot? Hello?”.

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Pierre looked confused at his phone, not understanding what happened, and tried to call her again. But there was no answer. He texted her, but she was offline. So he called her friend, Ethan, hoping that he knew where she was.

“Hello? Ethan?” Pierre said, nervous. “Pierre! Hey! What’s up, mate? I’m going with Margot to the race”. Pierre sighed when he heard her best friend’s name. “Ethan, is Margot with you? I called her but somehow the call was cutted. Can you search for her and tell her to call me back?”. “Yeah, of course”.

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Jay looked around and then at his watch. Margot was taking too much time for a phone call. Was it her boyfriend? He was flirting with her without knowing if she was taken.

He saw how Ethan walked towards him with his eyebrows forming a thin line, worry in his eyes.

“Jay, have you seen Margot?” The korean man asked him and he frowned. “Yeah, she was with me until she received a call, then she walked outside to talk. Is there a problem?” he said, now worry filling his mind. “The person she was talking about said that the call was cutted and they can't contact her anymore”.

Jay opened his eyes wide and walked immediately out of Molly’s, searching for her. But the only thing he found was her phone on the ground next to some blood drops.

“Fuck!” he exclaimed and people walked out of the place, Ethan and Levi going to the front. “What happened?” Levi asked him. “She’s missing”

He called Voight, and soon his team showed up. Ethan and Levi never left his side, telling him and his boss every type of information they would need.

“I have to call her father” Ethan said looking at his phone, that has missed calls from Pierre and her father.

Jay couldn’t sleep the whole night, feeling guilty because he was the one that suggested her to get out and attend the call. If he didn’t talk, she would be there with him, with them. Who knows how she is right now. Scared?

The next morning he went to work, sleepless but with the motivation he needed to get her back, to search for her. And when he walked inside the building he found two people he never expected to find there: Pierre Gasly, the Alpha Tauri driver, and Christian Horner.

“Hello, I’m detective Halstead” he said, biting his lips. “Where is my daughter?” Christian asked him and Pierre looked at the man nervous. “We’re working on it. Come with me” he sighed and started walking upstairs to their office.

He heard how Pierre Gasly mumbled some things in French, not understanding anything of it, but he continued waking. Voight called them and then they walked inside the office.

“We took the liberty of going to her social media thanks to our informatic team and we discovered that she was having threats, dead threats” Voight said and Jay sighed, looking at her father. “Impossible, she never told me about that” Pierre said frowning, “Who are you, her boyfriend?” Jay scoffed, rolling his eyes. “Best friend” Pierre groaned and then Jay laughed. “Ah yeah, she talked about you. The guy that only has eyes for models, I see” he laughed and immediately stopped.

What is wrong with me? I'm not jealous.

“Halstead, get out” Voight asked him. “But I’m the principal at the case, you can’t just make me miss information. Important information" he groaned, looking at his boss. “You can’t take the case if there are emotions implied. Work with Burgess in this”.

He groaned and felt his muscles tense when that French man chuckled while he walked out of his captain's office. He sat on his chair, looking at the driver and the team principal talking with his boss, the face of the driver never changed.

"Earth to Jay" Burgess called him and he frowned, looking at her. "Come on, let's work"

Pierre looked at that American detective, the blonde one that was too worried to be the one that has the case. The moment he saw him for the first time, downstairs, and mentioned that Margot talked with him, he didn't like him. He wasn't jealous, but the thought of another man liking her made him uncomfortable.

"Pierre, you are her friend" the captain said. "Did she ever told you about people leaving rude comments on her media? Or people following her down the street?". "No, she never told me about that. She never told me about social media problems". Lies, he remembers one time she told him about a guy stalking her and some fans telling her to get away from him or her own father. "Alright, we will do everything possible to find her" Voight said rising his eyebrow looking at the French driver. "We will call if we know something new".

Jay spent most of his time searching her. They found the people who has her thanks to the phone of one of them, who was active while they kidnapped her, so they could scour their signal.

"Okay, I'll infiltrate there" Jay said when they met the location of that band. "No, Halstead. Stay out of that, if she sees you you two will be in danger" Voight said and he shook his head. "With all the respect, captain. But she was kidnapped because of me. I was the one that told her to get out of Molly's to talk. So I'm going to be the one that gets her out. And I won't accept a no".

Voight sighed and nodded looking at him, and he ran downstairs from the office and went to his car. He has to improvise everything, his fake identity and his intentions. But he would do anything for her.

So when that band, too weak and stupid, let him so easily, he knew that he got a chance to look for her.

I couldn't see them, the moment they captured me they made sure to not let me see their faces. But the moment one of them walked inside the room where they got me locked, and he took out the black hood that was hiding his face, I panicked.

"J-Jay?" I mumbled, looking at that blonde man that made me forget about Pierre. He made me shut up, closing my mouth with his hand and I nodded. "It's alright, I'm here, I'm here".

I nodded and hugged him, wrapping my arms tight around his torso and feeling how the tears started to run.

"Where is Pierre and my father? And Levi? Ethan? Where am I?" I asked nervous, not understanding anything that was happening. "Everyone is alright, worried about you. But they are safe" he explained and I nodded.

He looked at me and cupped my cheek and I looked into his eyes. They are a different shade of blue, a blue that hides fear and at the same time braveness. Not the braveness of Pierre's, but a different kind. One that had a terrible past.

"Jay… thank you" i mumbled and closed the gap between us. It was a movement my body made, and when I realized what I did, he was kissing me back. "I promise to get you out of here safe, alright? My team is outside, waiting for my signal to come inside and attack. I came here to keep you safe" he whispered and I simply nodded. "Are you ready?". I nodded and grabbed his hand tight, looking at the door and jumping a little when I heard him saying a simple 'Now' and after that some 'Chicago PD, you are arrested'. Someone opened the door and I ran to hide behind him.

"Is okay, is captain Voight" Jay whispered and I nodded, standing up next to Jay and walked out of the place, looking at the people that captured me being arrested.

"Margot!" Pierre's voice made my heart stop beating. He's here, he came here, for me. So I did something I would regret the next hour. I let my hand go of Jay's and ran to Pierre, who was walking out of a patrol car with his arms wide open for me. "Pierre" I mumbled wrapping my arms around his shoulders. "Oh my God, you are safe" he whispered, hugging me back.

I felt Jay's gaze on me, on us, and something started to make me feel nauseous, being in Pierre's arms after kissing Jay Halstead. I pulled away from the hug and looked into his eyes, his blue eyes. They are not as bright as Jay's, not as beautiful. Those eyes are for someone else.

"Eh… Yeah" I mumbled, stepping away and going to hug my father. But after that I went to Jay, feeling how my stomach started to tickle me. "

Hey". He looked at me with a smile that grew more and more as my steps got closer to him. He leaned on his car, crossing his arms in front of his chest, and looked at me. Those blue eyes were brighter, even if his past was traumatic, they were shining like the sea. "Hey, are you alright? Do you need medical attention? Come on, Sylvie is here". I shook my head and smiled, placing my hand on his arm and looked at him. "Thank you. For saving me even if we only talked for a whole hour at Molly's" i said and bit my lip. "That was the funniest hour I ever had, and the next hours were the scariest ones. It was my fault, I'm sorry" he mumbled and looked at the ground. "No. Don't blame yourself, Jay. You saved me, you saved my life".

I looked at him and sighed, feeling how his blue eyes looked at me and I smiled, stepping closer and wrapping my arms around him feeling how he kissed my forehead.

"I want to know more about you, doctor Horner. And I would be really happy be with you in the race" he whispered and I frowned looking up at him. "Your father asked me to go with Ethan, Levi and you in case something bad happens". "Really? It would make me really happy".

Jay Halstead made me forget. His blue eyes made me forget about my stupid feelings towards Pierre Gasly and all the times he rejected me.

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