#duncan shepherd house of cards

[emmyrosee]

Duncan Shepherd

THERE WERE NO QUOTES I COULD FIND BUT FOR CONSISTENCY JUST PRETEND FOR ME OKAY

fanfics

The Drabble Turned Fanfic (Fluff)

Alphabet Soup (Fluff)

Cute (Fluff)

Puppy Love (Fluff)

drabbles

Make Me Cry

Cold Shoulder

Smooth Talker

Craving Comfort

NSFW content. Reader Discretion Advised. Minors DNI.

Cherry Popsicle.

His Little Lamb.

Little Mouse.

First Time (I)

   First Time (II)

Stoned

Mean Dom

Subby, Needy 

No One Likes a Crybaby

Football Locker Room

[melodymunson]

AHS, Michael Langdon, Duncan Shepherd, Xavier Plympton, Jim Mason, and Andy Dolan masterlist

My fics for Cody Fern and American Horror Story

Jim Mason x reader- drown in this love

Jim Mason x reader- nothing fucks with my baby

Jim Mason x reader x Duncan Shepherd x Michael Langdon x Andy Dolan- Adopting a pet

Xavier Plympton x reader x Montana Duke- wild side

Xavier, Montana, and reader attempt to have a drunk and high threesome at his apartment but when the reader fails to have a major orgasm and when the sex is less than expected, Montana steps in to finish off the job.

Michael Langdon x reader x Madison Montgomery- bad romance

Michael, Madison, and you are a couple at the outpost. All that is standing in their way is the coven of witches. When Michael catches you and Madison in the act he teaches you both a lesson you won't forget.

Duncan Shepherd x reader- birthday surprise

You decide to try and find yourself a good summer at Camp Redwood with your good friend Xavier despite the threat of Mr. Jingles. When you happen to stumble upon Brooke and Montana in the forbidden cabin, a wild night for you and Xavier ensues.

Xavier Plympton x reader x Montana Duke x Brooke Thompson

You decide to try and find yourself a good summer at Camp Redwood with your good friend Xavier despite the threat of Mr. Jingles. When you happen to stumble upon Brooke and Montana in the forbidden cabin, a wild night for you and Xavier ensues.

Duncan Shepherd x reader- forever and always

You meet Duncan at a charity fundraiser and after winning a date with you, he takes you out. Soon after you start dating him and go on many dates together, falling in love before you get your happy ever after with your one and only Prince Charming.

Jim Mason x OC multi-series Heart of Novocaine

Jim loves to party and has a drug problem but when he finds out that his best friend has a drinking problem, he decides to get help for both of them. He is in love with her. The problem? She already has a girlfriend and he has a girlfriend too. Are they a match made in heaven for each other or are they just another lesson in each other's lives?

Duncan Shepherd x OC multi-series Strangelove

Duncan and his girlfriend Rose have been together for going on two years. They care deeply about each other. She has a secret though that he doesn’t know. Their relationship will be put to the test and their boundaries will be pushed. Will they be able to stay together or will their relationship start to unravel?

Duncan Shepherd x OC multi-series Another life

(Inspired partly by Eli Roth's/Keanu Reeves movie Knock Knock).

Duncan and his girlfriend of almost 3 years have their relationship put to the test when she goes away on a trip and Duncan is left at home until he receives a visit that will change his life forever. Crossover with American Horror Story Apocalypse and the Outpost/Michael Langdon.

Michael Langdon x reader multi-series Waiting For a Girl Like You

Michael is a player and reader knew him when they were kids. You go your separate ways and later cross paths again in college. You can't help but feel an attraction towards him. He ends up becoming your Italian tutor and you both come to know each other again. The problem? Michael is a fuckboy. Will your and Michael's rekindled friendship turn into something more or will you stay friends/FWB?

Surviving the Apocalypse- Michael Langdon x OC witches series

Who will survive the apocalypse? Its the end of the world. Michael, Coco, Gallant, Mallory, Venable, Mead, 2 witches Harmony and Scarlet, among others are some of the lucky few to survive. Or are they? They will be tested and pushed to their limits. Michael must test those left alive in outpost 3 but will he be able to resist temptation?

Andy Dolan x reader (abandoned wip)

Andy and reader had a tumultous and often complicated relationship and neither wanted things to end. They dated for almost 4 years but never married and even had a kid together and it was a girl named Opal.

Duncan Shepherd x reader x Emily Nelson (Simple Favor crossover oneshot).

Reader is best friends with Emily and dating professor Duncan. One night they decide to take their relationship to the next level with Emily once reader reveals her true feelings for the other woman.

Michael Langdon x reader oneshot- If I was Your Vampire

Michael Langdon x wife reader x Mallory oneshot (WIP)

Michael and you are married and in the outpost 3 together. When Mallorys true intentions and identity are shown she gets exposed and Michael and you make her pay.

@langdonss

[stanvogel]

Cody Fern’s characters as Barbie posters

[targaryen-dynasty]

Mr. Fern, please. 😮‍💨 (via Eric Smith‘s Instagram Story)

[codyfernuk]

Choose your fighter

Cody as Andy Dolan - Eden

Cody as Duncan Shepherd - House Of Cards

[slutforgarlogan]

AHHHHHHHHHHHH LOVE U ALL KYLE SPENCER FIC COMING!!

also: ppl who requested Duncan Shepard like 2 weeks ago I HAVENT FORGOTTEN ABOUT YOU I JUST HADN'T WATCHED HOUSS OF CARDS BUT I HAVE NOW AND IM WORKING ON THEN AND DUNCANS IN MY LIST OF PPL I WRITE FOR NOW

[endiness]

CODY FERN as DUNCAN SHEPHERD House of Cards 6.07 "Chapter 72"

[violentdelightsproductions]

🌃 Duncan Shepherd x Sydney Evans 🌃

Happy New Year from DC's new power couple! May the next year be full of accomplishments, surprises... and fun!

[myfavouritelunatic]

Fic authors self-rec! ✨ When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you’ve written, then pass on to at least five other writers ❤️

Thank you heaps for tagging me, @gil-galadhwen ❤️😘

My top five in no particular order:

The Blacksmith - Halbrand/Sauron x Female Reader (WIP but definitely heading into the third and final act now) - The Rings of Power

I Felt It Too - Halbrand x Galadriel Oneshot - The Rings of Power

Mark Me - Michael Langdon x Female Reader Oneshot - American Horror Story

Your Strength - Duncan Shepherd x Female Reader Oneshot - House of Cards

Two Rings - Part One and Part Two - Sauron x Galadriel - LOTR/The Rings of Power

Tagging, with no pressure: @pursuitseternal @coraleethroughthelookingglass @somebirdortheother @honeyfarts666 @starlady66 @nenyabusiness @vellichormybeloved @lettalady @maeve-curry-writes @bad-surprise @formerlyir and any other writers who want to join in! ❤️

[synthghoulme]

Draven Schneider [[OUAD, RPG, Once Upon A Dream]] (Foroactivo) from Alba H.N on Vimeo.

Draven Schneider [[Once Upon A Dream]] RPG

Draven Schneider es un personaje ficticio, creado originalmente para su desarrollo en el foro de rol narrativo de "Once Upon A Dream" [OUAD]. En la historia del foro, su identidad mágica aún no ha sido desvelada.

Lo re-subo porque se borró :(

@onceuponadream-rpg

[gwiyeounsonyeon]

i DO NOT want to write today so send me some asks for headcanons or imagines or whatever and ill try to write something

im currently obsessed with

chris redfield | resident evil

leon kennedy | resident evil

duncan shepherd | house of cards

michael langdon | american horror story

xavier plympton | american horror story

[melodymunson]

thanks for the tag @gea-chan96

List 10 of your favorite characters from 10 different fandoms, then tag 10 people.

steve harrington stranger things

2. madison montgomery american horror story

3. roman godfrey hemlock grove

4. duncan shepherd house of cards

5. ellie nash degrassi

6. jax teller sons of anarchy

7. april ludgate parks and recreation

7. negan walking dead

8. sienna shaw terrifier franchise

9. kim kelly freaks and geeks

10. simon ostergaard paradise city

tagging

@mrprettywhenhecries @londonfog-chan @haceleyes @munson-mjstan @userchai

@emmypoisonedqueen @daisy-is-a-writer @hippiegoth97 @jazz-berry @somethingvicked

@sidereustales

[starbabyg]

Who I write for;

Just to let anyone who wants to request any imagines and such, and for my masterlist here’s a list of who I write for. [You can always ask me to write for anyone who isn’t on this list, these are just my faves and people I really wanna write for].

Nhl Boys

Jack Hughes [New Jersey Devils]

Juraj Slafkovsky [Montreal Canadiens]

Mitch Marner [Toronto Maple Leafs]

Thomas Bordeleau [San Jose Sharks]

Quinn Hughes [Vancouver Canucks]

Luke’s Hughes [UMich]

Nico Hischier [New Jersey Devils]

Trevor Zegras [Anaheim Ducks]

Actors

Cody Fern

Timothee Chalamet

Evan Peters

Aaron Taylor Johnson

Finn Wolfhard

Jacob Elordi

Tom Holland

Musicians

Jesse Rutherford

Luke Hemmings

Calum Hood

Ashton Irwin

Michael Clifford

Rappers

Gucci Mane

A$ap Rocky

Young Slo Be

Yatta

EBK Bckdoe

Pimp Tobi

Tay K

NBA Youngboy

Travis Scott

Roddy Rich

G Herbo

Shootergang Jojo

LordeTheTopScore

A Boogie

Method Man

Ol Dirty Bastard

Television Characters

Carl Gallagher [Shameless]

Lip Gallagher [Shameless]

Gallavich [Shameless]

Ason Unique [Wutang Saga]

Bobby Diggs [Wutang Saga]

Shotgun/Method Man [Wutang Saga]

Dennis Cole/DLover [Wutang Saga]

Sha/Raekwon [Wutang Saga]

Divine Diggs [Wutang Saga]

Mike Wheeler [Stranger Things]

Michael Langdon [American Horror Story]

Xavier Plympton [American Horror Story]

Duncan Shepherd [House of Cards]

Movie Characters

Jim Mason [Tribes of Palos Verdes]

Tangerine [Bullet Train]

Dave Lizewski/Kick Ass [Kick Ass]

Nick Sheff [Beautiful Boy]

Kyle Scheible [Lady Bird]

Prince Hal [The King]

Peter Parker [Spiderman] (Both Tom and Andrew version)

Richie Tozier [IT]

Anime

Katsuki Bakugou [My Hero]

Shoto Todoroki [My Hero]

Izuku Midoriya [My Hero]

Eijiro Kirishima [My Hero]

Denki Kaminari [My Hero]

Hitoshi Shinso [My Hero]

Soma Yukihira [Food Wars]

Death The Kid [Soul Eater]

Soul Eater Evans [Soul Eater]

[michaelangdonsslut]

𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

╰┈➤ my name is nevada but you can call me nev, she/her, capricorn ⋆｡‧˚ʚ🍓ɞ˚‧｡⋆

╰┈➤ fandoms i write for; american horror story, scream (ethan landry) , scream queens, american psycho, the maze runner, tvd, house of cards (duncan shepherd), outer banks (rafe cameron)

╰┈➤ requests are open so go for it!

𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

𝘛𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘖𝘧 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘴

[antichristsxbox]

It’s a match!

Summary: You meet Duncan on a dating app and the two of you decide to go out for dinner together. Warning: this contains smut! :)

From the writer: Hey guys, this is the first-ever fic I’ve written about Duncan from House of Cards! I really like this and I hope you do as well. If you enjoyed this, all likes and reblogs are appreciated + check out more fics I’ve written on my masterlist!

Word count: 2,425

Left, left, left, right, left, right, right— it’s a match! A cute man named Duncan with brown hair and blue eyes. He lives in the city, not too far from your home in Alexandria. He’s a politician, or at least claims to be on his profile; he’s looking for a relationship but would also like to have fun and see where this dating app takes him. Perfect, you think. Before you could even send ‘hi,’ a message from Duncan comes through. He is wondering if you would like to meet up for dinner sometime this week and even offers to pick you up. You reply back, saying you would love to meet up with him although you live out of his way, so he shouldn’t bother to pick you up. Also, you don’t really like it when you get picked up on the first date. If your date is annoying, weird, or boring you never like to stick around— a friend is always willing to fake an emergency call for you to give you an out.

The time agreed for dinner was tonight at seven-thirty. There’s a Capital Grille downtown, and Duncan offers to call and make a reservation. While everything is falling into place for tonight, your mind wanders to what you should wear. Thankfully, you take Fridays off of work, so you’re not going to be bombarded with patients or meetings today. It’s very important, first impressions— you wouldn’t want to look tired or worn-out like after a long day of work. After circling around your walk-in closet a couple times, you decide on a black jumpsuit with a v-neck and a halter-style neckline. The legs are wide-cut and there’s a thin band of rhinestones around the entire waist. A matching pair of black, open-toed Louboutin heels tie the look together nicely.

Slowly, you make your way down the stairs to your underground garage. Whoever built this house initially went all-out— big columns surrounding the entire house complete with first and second-floor wraparound porches. A garage aboveground wouldn’t go with the aesthetic of this Antebellum South style mansion. Sometimes, it’s difficult to pick your car of the day, but today is not one of those days. Between your Mercedes S550, Porsche 911 Carrera S Cabriolet, Audi S3, and the Rolls-Royce Phantom, the Porsche takes the cake for tonight. The weather is nice tonight, you could let the top down and cruise up the highway for your short ride to D.C. Plus, the black exterior with black detailing, then red from the mechanical details behind the wheels matches your outfit perfectly.

Eventually, you find your way to the Capital Grille downtown. It’s already dark outside, but you manage to spot the valet horseshoe just in time before missing the turn completely. You exchange your keys for a valet ticket, then walk through the door held for you by the hosts. As you look up to see if your date has arrived, you spot Duncan at a booth near the side of the restaurant. You walk over and he stands to greet you, offering a small hug before the both of you sit.

“So, Ms. (y/l/n),” he says, but you cut him off before he could continue.

“Dr. (y/l/n),” you say with a smile, raising your glass of ice water to your lips to take a small sip. Duncan quickly apologizes and corrects himself, giving a warm smile back in return; he mentally kicks himself for not remembering after reading your profile. Duncan goes on and says he’s wondering about your hobbies, but could see why you might not have many as caring for patients takes up a large chunk of time. It wouldn’t be so bad if you were only a dermatologist, you go on, but you also run a successful clinical trial research lab in your office as well. Having to continually monitor patients is a huge time-suck.

“What do you do, Duncan?” you ask, glancing up to meet his brilliant blue eyes. He explains that he is a politician and many of his family members are prominent people around the city as well. Sure, you think you’ve seen Duncan in an interview or read about him in an article or two, you recall. After making small talk about each other’s careers for a bit longer, you begin to delve into what intrigued you about the other. What ‘made you swipe,’ per se. For you, Duncan seemed nice and cute as well as successful from what he described in his profile. You look for men with a similar drive and ambition as you or else you may get bored, you say. Similarly, Duncan says he was attracted to your success and ambition in your field of work. He even remarks that he has visited your practice before, but seen your nurse practitioner rather than you. As you continue to chat with Duncan, you begin to wonder if he would ride back home with you. Sure, he may be looking for a relationship, but you’re not sure you’d like to spend time getting to know this man if he’s a not a good fuck. There’s plenty of cuter, more successful men in D.C. for you to spend your time on if Duncan can’t make it happen. Sometimes, nice guys are nice because they need to compensate for something.

“So, did you drive here?” you ask, gliding your finger across the top of your water glass in circles.

“Oh, no, I Ubered in case we wanted to get a bottle of wine,” he says.

Perfect, you think. You could offer Duncan a ride back to his place or offer him a ride to your place. How could he resist at that point? After dinner has come to an end, you and Duncan make your way out to the valet horseshoe again. He holds the door for you and offers to wait with you while your car is being pulled up.

“I could give you a ride home,” you say with a smile. He initially declines, but then graciously accepts your offer when he opens the Uber app and finds that no rides are available near him. A loud, high-pitched whirring noise fills the alcove, and you could tell your car close. The turbo engine causes the noise to be more high-pitched than a regular engine as the turbines spin ten times faster than a regular engine would allow. You step forward and hand the valet boy your ticket from where the top would be if it was up.

“This is you?” Duncan says, raising his eyebrows and smiling. You make your way to the driver’s side door— the valet boy left it open for you, then closes it behind you as you tuck your feet inside. Duncan opens the passenger side door and climbs in. As soon as you pull out from the restaurant’s front and stop to turn on the road, you begin to speak.

“Why don’t you come home with me?” you ask, turning on your turn signal to indicate the right turn you’re about to make. There’s a line of cars passing by for now, so you turn to Duncan in anticipation of his response. There is not much hesitation before he nods his head yes and a smile curls around his face.

To no surprise on Duncan’s end, he is now pulling up towards an amazing home. What really gets him is the underground garage. What a nice touch, he thinks to himself. He knows for sure she’ll never be after his money— perhaps he’s going for hers at this point. Although that may be a joke with himself, for now, he knows that the car he’s currently sitting in is half a year’s salary at his job now. For the current object of his attention, this is just frivolous spending money. For her, a quarter-million dollars is nothing, especially in a garage with three more amazing, beautiful cars. All cars are shiny black— each with stunning, custom details.

You press a button near the rearview mirror and the garage begins to close. The trip up the stairs to the first floor of your house is longer than you would like it to be, especially with Duncan on your mind. He stands behind you on the stairs, as a gentleman should— ready to catch the lady if she slips or tumbles. Once you’ve made it upstairs, you don’t bother walking all the way to your room, you sit down on the couch in your living room. Duncan soon follows, sitting right next to you, resting his hand on your thigh. As he leans in for a kiss, you surge forward to meet his lips. His scruffy facial hair tickles your face, but you pull away from his lips as it begins to scratch. Men with facial hair are amazing, but you prefer it to be a little longer so it could be smoother rather than prickly. Nothing against Duncan himself so far, though— amazing kisser, that man. His hands move from your shoulders down to your waist, and he attempts to tug your jumpsuit up, probably thinking it’s a shirt.

“Oh, I got that,” you say, reaching behind you to unzip the zipper from the back of your outfit. As the zipper becomes undone, the neckline to your outfit loosens and a sleeve begins to fall from your shoulder. Duncan unbuttons his own shirt and allows that to fall to the floor, then peels off his undershirt and throws it across the room. You let your sleeves slip all the way down your arms, then off your fingertips until the top of your jumpsuit pools at your waist, leaving you sitting on the couch in your bra and pants. Kicking off your shoes, you pull your jumpsuit down further so you would only be in your bra and underwear. After seeing this, Duncan makes haste to unbuckle his pants and belt, then casts those to the side as well. Clearly, he was excited to be here as there is a prominent bulge present in his boxers, straining against the thin fabric. Duncan’s soft hands meet your unclothed waist— this gives you the chills as be begins to kiss you again, scruffy facial hair and all. Now, you’re beginning to feel a growing sense of urgency pool between your legs, and you’re eager to explore what Duncan has to offer.

“Why don’t we move this to the bedroom?” he asks after breaking his string of kisses. You agree and stand up to lead Duncan to your bedroom. After arriving at the master suite, it doesn’t take long for both of you to climb on the bed. Duncan’s beneath you as you lay on top of him, legs straddled above his waist, brushing over his solid erection. Your lips are still crashing together, but your mouth grows wider with every kiss, accepting more of Duncan with every movement. One of his hands travel to your back while the other begins to massage one of your breasts, then you feel your bra unhook and fall in front of you. Duncan catches it with the hand that was occupied with your breast, then he throws it off the bed. After this, you reach to tug down your underwear, then cast it aside like your bra. Duncan’s erection springs up from his boxers, and it’s a clear sign of relief when he is freed from the confines of his tight underwear. After exchanging a few more passionate kisses, you reach for his long, thick member and line it up with your entrance. He lets out a few small groans as you touch him. As you begin to sink down on him, he bucks his hips up and thrusts himself further in, yet you’re not all the way adjusted to how he feels in you. As you rock your hips over him a few times, the feeling of him stretching your walls all the way begins to sink in— there’s not a space inside untouched by Duncan, you’re completely full. You shift back and forth on him, causing the pressure due to him being more and less present in alternating sides inside you. The most pleasure comes from moving your hips forward, having him press back inside you near your most sensitive areas. After a few more minutes of this, Duncan leans forward and tells you to lay down.

He’s now between your thighs with your legs wrapped around his waist, ankles crossing behind him. Now, he’s pounding into you, skin hardly slapping against skin. For a while, it was a dull sensation— but, time after time, it’s now biting and harsh every time he smacks himself against you, balls slapping against your wet heat repeatedly for the past few minutes now. You could tell where he was inside of you by tracking where the significantly thicker head was from the rest of his cock, the suction caused by this letting a lewd popping sound release through the air every time he pulls completely out and then re-enters. Duncan then decided to place a pillow under your hips, allowing for him to angle down inside you to hit your sweet spot. Not long after this, you feel your orgasm is near. Tightening your grip on Duncan with your legs, you begin to rock your hips in sync with every thrust he makes, chasing your own pleasure. As his movements become somewhat erratic and varying from his usual thrust force, he either shifts slightly or slams even harder into you. After a few deep breaths and hard thrusts, Duncan releases himself inside you, pushing himself even deeper inside, almost brushing your cervix. Following this, your orgasm washes over you, clenching around his cock and drawing his warmth even deeper inside you. Muscle contractions move up his cock, squeezing him for anything he has left.

Slowly, Duncan exits you, followed by a trail of his cum leaking from your entrance. He looks down and licks his lips at the sight of you laying down in front of him, full of him.

“You’re staying over,” you say, no room to interpret that as a question due to your commanding tone.

“I couldn’t leave if I wanted to, baby, you’re my ride home,” he says, laying down next to you and smiling.

“I don’t want to, though. You actually don’t have to take me back to my place at all.”

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[so-langdon]

Claiming Control - Michael Langdon x Fem! Reader

Summary: Y/N is bored and wants Michael to pay attention to her. 

Warnings: Sexual situations, choking, sensual touching, pre-smut, teasing, flirting, swearing, slightly bratty! reader, Dom! Michael

Tagged!: @hecohansen31 , @sarahandthejets , @rocketgirl2410 , @saltyshaggymeme , @blakewaterxx , @michaelsapostle 

A silent breath leaves Y/N’s mouth as her eyes roll up towards the ceiling. She rests back comfortably in the bed of her and Michael’s room at Outpost 3, but her mind races with want and need for excitement. She’s feeling neglected, for lack of a better term. She’s bored, in a rut for entertainment, as there isn’t much to do when you try to stay out of all the manipulation and deceitful plans your antichrist lover has for the people in the underground survival headquarters.

Turning her head towards Michael, she glances over at the beautiful man, hearing the sound of his typing as he focuses on his laptop and continues with his taxing sanctuary selections. She understands it’s difficult and time-consuming, holding interviews for people who Michael exploits into exposing their darkness, along with plans of his new world. 

But that didn’t mean she wanted that to be all he focused on. It seemed like days since she and Michael had spent any real time together, and it seemed too long since she and Michael had simply just had a conversation. He’d been so idle with her, not purposely of course, as he always apologized to her when they went to bed at night for him not seeing much of her and not spending more time with her.

She never blamed or resented him for his work. She knew his days were strenuous and hectic, and quite frankly she admired his work ethic and dedication to trying to reach his goals -- though the circumstances were a bit grim. Nevertheless, she still missed him, and wanted to catch up on some lost time. 

Knowing that Michael could never resist Y/N, always stating he could never get enough of her and he could never withstand being away from her too long, she’d had an idea formulating in her mind. She decided that if Michael wasn’t going to make time for her, then she was going to claim control herself and make Michael make time for her.

“Michael,” Y/N draws out, almost groaning, boredom showing in her tone, wanting to get his attention for a moment. But he still types at his keyboard, ignoring the call of his name. 

Y/N sits up, moving her legs over the bed as she faces towards him. “Michael,” she calls again, this time with more urgency.

“Hmm,” Michael hums, eyes still focused on the screen in front of him, typing away at his laptop.

Y/N rolls her eyes. The fact he won’t even glance at her or give her his undivided attention, for even two seconds, has her a bit aggravated, though motivated. She stands up, casually walking over to Michael in his chair. 

“You’ve been working nonstop today,” Y/N begins. “This whole week, actually.” She walks over until standing behind him, looking over at his laptop screen that shows a series of different documents and programs open. “When are you going to be finished,” she asks.

“Soon, darling,” he says, tone completely void of any other emotion, not bothering to make eye contact.

That’s it? That’s all he has to say?

Y/N frowns to herself, almost glaring over Michael’s half-assed response and continuation of him paying attention only to his laptop. She watches him type for a few more seconds before resting her hands on the tops of his shoulders casually.  

“Well, how soon is soon,” she asks, her hands moving to grab the beautifully layered locks of his hair that reach just past his shoulders into her hold and bringing it all to one side and over his shoulder and out of the way. She rests her hands back on his shoulders, pressing her thumbs into him as she begins with a gentle rub.

“Can’t you take a small break?” She asks kindly. “I mean, over-working yourself will cause your work to be subpar,” she leans over. “Unclear,” she practically purrs, leaning towards the exposed skin on his neck and pressing her lips against him. “Sloppy, even,” she adds, whispering softly into his ear before kissing against his lobe just like she knows he likes. “And I know how much you want your work to be well thought out, concise and exceptional.”

She begins kissing down his neck, trailing a series of smooth and gentle kisses along his skin, knowing neck kisses were the first thing to always distract Michael no matter what he’s doing.

But his focus hadn’t faltered, not once. Not any clear case of distraction or unbalance in his mannerisms. It was a bit gut-wrenching, to be honest, as usually in the past, just the mere glance of a smile or a soft expression from Y/N had Michael swooning and him dropping everything just to pay attention to her, even if she was busy. But she repressed those rejected feelings and held onto her confidence, figuring he was just too much centered on his work.

Sliding her hands from the tops of his shoulders, she rubs her hands against his outer arms, sliding them up and slowly back down in a relaxing fashion as she kisses against his neck more, not forgetting to kiss and give extra attention around his earlobe again. 

What Y/N didn’t know was that Michael was grinning from her behavior, her actions having an obvious impact on him, even if Y/N didn’t know it. The yearning he felt from her, the smell of her lust, the want and crave for attention, for his attention only, was very clearly effecting him. He just ignored it, with difficulty of course, but still continued to work.

As Y/N’s behavior does nothing to Michael, as far as she knows, she stops and leans up, standing up straight behind him as she huffs out frustratedly. She’s irritated by the fact that her simple touches weren’t working, knowing fairly well that they usually did considering how captivated Michael is when it comes to her. 

So she decided on another tactic, or a more forward one, stepping around Michael and leaning back to sit against the edge of the desk as she looks at him look at the laptop screen. 

“Michael,” she speaks sweetly.

Leaning off the desk in the next second, she grabs the arm of his chair, turning him in the seat towards her a bit, causing Michael to stop typing for a moment and glance at her by force as he turns a bit. 

Y/N sits on the side of his lap, crossing a leg over the other as she turns her torso towards him. She wraps an arm around his neck, pushing his golden locks over his shoulder so it hangs and flows behind him again.

“I’m so bored,” she pouts with innocent eyes. “I don’t know what I should do,” she says, her other hand grabbing Michael’s hand and placing it on her inner thigh, hoping that will imply to Michael that she wants his attention on her.

But Michael still chooses to ignore her behavior and pushes his chair back a bit and turns to let her off him as he gives her a small pat to imply her to get up.

"I’m almost done; I’ll be with you soon,” he says, causing Y/N to stand up off him and step away.

Michael slides his chair back towards his desk and begins typing at his laptop once again. Y/N crosses her arms with discontentment, exasperated over Michael’s continuous neglect and ignoring towards her.

She steps back to their bed, taking a seat back down on the mattress as she glares with defeat at Michael, huffing out another breath and letting herself fall back against the bed as she internally groans to herself.

~

Another half hour goes by, maybe even an hour, and Y/N is still laying back against the bed as before, waiting patiently or rather impatiently for Michael to hurry his work, at least for the day, so they can have some time together. Their time was limited considering all of Michael’s future plans for the Outpost, and she wanted time with Michael now.

But Michael’s attention was so centered and pinned on the task at hand, she felt that any of her advances would be useless by this point. 

Though, an opening seemed to present itself as Michael stood up from his chair and let out a deep breath, walking across the room to the closet. He takes his jacket off, wanting to be more comfortable, and hangs the smoothed dark fabric up on a hanger of course before walking back to his desk.

Y/N smirks to herself and takes his opportunity of him being up and away from his computer to stand up off the bed and walks over to him. 

“Are you done with your work,” Y/N asks with hope, as she meets him just a few feet before his desk. 

“Almost,” Michael answers, trying to continue forward but Y/N doesn’t let it happen.

“Well, I think it’s time you earned yourself a break then, right?” She smiles kindly, grabbing a hand of his.

“Almost,” Michael repeats. “I’m busy making the selections right now--”

“Nonsense, that can wait a few minutes, can’t it?” She states nonchalant. “You’ve been so busy working, for as long as I can remember it seems, and you need to let your mind take a minute to breathe.” She pulls on his hand towards the mattress, his footsteps a bit resistant but following nonetheless.

“Y/N, you know I prefer to get my work done in one fluid time period,” he says, eyes gazing at her strictly.

“Yes, I do know that,” she turns to him as they reach the foot of the bed. “But I also know you prefer getting your work done as outstanding and incisive as possible too, and you’re not going to reach that bar with your mind being overloaded and strained with one constant focus,” Y/N explains. “Give your mind a rest. Think about something else for a bit.”

“Y/N,” Michael starts, tone not seeming to be in a playful or resting mood.

“Come on, a little break will do you good. Besides,” she pushes him to sit on the bed. “I miss you,” she pushes him back more so he’ll lay back against the bed. She crawls onto the bed after, straddling over his lower waist as she reaches further up his body. “I want to be close to you,” she purrs.

And just like that, a small smile forms on Michael’s deliciously full lips, crystal blue eyes seeming to clear away from any work strain as they piece into Y/N’s dazzling (Your eye colored) eyes, hands grasping her hips, making Y/N smile too as she seems to think she’s gotten him to give in.

“I’m almost done,” Michael restates. “When I finish, I’ll cuddle you, or whatever you want to do -- afterwards,” he says, dropping his hands from her hips and to the bed as he begins to push himself to sit up and remove Y/N from off him.

But Y/N refuses to take this rejection and she pushes his shoulders back down and grabs his hands, holding them against the bed as she leans over him, her face hovering above his face. 

“No. You need a break, and I refuse to get up until you give yourself a bit of time to relax,” she smiles, trying to work any and every angle she can to get under Michael’s skin so he’ll pay attention to her.

“Y/N,” Michael starts strictly. 

“Michael,” Y/N mocks. “You’re too tense, too overworked. Five or ten minutes of rest won’t do anything. It won’t ruin your work flow or focus. If anything, it’ll help, and that’s what I’m trying to do.” She leans in closer to him. “And don’t you miss me? We’ve had no time together, not since we first arrived here last week,” she pouts again like earlier, eyes shining with desire.

“I know,” Michael sighs. “This Outpost has been, more difficult, to handle considering Venable’s rules. You know that,” he explains.

“It’s also made things easier for you to manipulate and deceive, considering Venable’s rules. You know you’ve had the most fun here enticing everyone to your dirty deeds compared to any other Outpost we’ve been to.”

Michael gives a smirk, knowing she was right about that.

“So give in, to just a small break. Let me relax you for a bit,” Y/N begins softly, leaning in and allowing the soft graze of their lips to brush over one another, tempting Michael with every gentle touch, tender hold, fiery feeling she can give in this current situation.

When their lips finally connect in a deep fashion, Y/N melts into the feeling and taste of Michael, already beginning to feel rejuvenated from the affection and love that spreads through their beings, just like every time they kiss.

Grabbing one of Michael’s hands, she pulls away from his lips and she raises it up as she sits up on Michael’s waist. Michael raises his eyes, curious as to what she’s doing, as to what her plan for “relaxing” him would be.

She brings Michael’s index finger towards her mouth, wrapping her lips around the tip of his finger and sucking, bringing the rest of his finger further into her mouth as she grabs Michael’s other hand and brings it towards her chest, letting his hand rest on her breast. 

Y/N lets out a pleasured moan as she brings Michael’s hand to trail down her body, wanting him to touch her, giving one last suck before removing Michael’s finger from her mouth with a pop. 

With the expression that shows on Michael’s face currently and the way she feels him hardening beneath her, Y/N believes she’s breaking Michael down. The way his bright blue eyes begin shining with a look she knows all too well when Michael becomes turned on. The way she feels his cock straining against the fabric of his clothes beneath her, making her want to grind against his body to persuade him further into giving in as she knows herself she’s becoming aroused. 

But Y/N figures she doesn’t need to do any more convincing as Michael sits up, and grabs her body, flipping their positions and presses her against the bed so swiftly and quickly. She grins up at him, feeling victorious that she’s getting what she wants, leaning up to kiss him again as he leans his head further towards her. 

But Michael stops just mere inches before their lips touch, Michael grabbing her throat instead and holding her down against the bed, catching her by surprise.

“You really think acting this way is going to get you what you want? Behaving all needy like this?” He hisses, tone low and husky, but his eyes screaming with longing.

Y/N narrows her eyes, caught off guard by his actions and tone. She was sure she’d convinced Michael to give in, to give up his work for the time being and to fool around with her. But clearly this wasn’t the case.

“You think bargaining with me, seducing me with your ‘Fuck me’ eyes and doe-like expression is going to convince me to stop my work right now?” Michael breathes out, letting his lips brush over Y/N’s to taunt her as she squirms lightly beneath him, trying to lift her head up further so her lips can meet his. But Michael raises his head just before she can, the same grip on her throat remaining. 

“I’m so fucking close into finishing my selections and the sanctuary process, and you think all this greedy behavior is going to lure me into fucking your clingy pussy,” he breathes out. “Fuck you good and hard just like I know how you want me to?”

Y/N whines slightly, almost whimpering from his tone, his words, his body pressed against hers, the way she feels his cock pressing into her lower body so pleasurably good. She ruts her hips towards him, desperately needing some friction against her as she feels herself becoming more turned on from Michael’s behavior.

Michael lets out a soft laugh, almost condescendingly, and leans in again. “You’re so desperate for any of my touch that you’re still trying to get any kind of satisfaction from me, even in this position? You’re not going to get anything out of me if you keep behaving this way, darling.”

“I know you want me,” Y/N whispers through the hold on her. “I can feel you,” she points out almost shyly, not letting it go unnoticed that Michael is obviously turned on too.

“And you’re going to be feeling me for a very long time if you don’t control yourself. You don’t want me to punish you and make you regret your advances, do you?” He squeezes his hold around her neck a bit more. “You want me to take care of you, right baby?” He says, almost sneering.

Y/N bites her lip, swallowing as best she can and nods.

“That’s what I thought,” he glares with sinister expression. “So sit here quietly and patiently, like the good fucking girl I know you are, and maybe, just maybe, I’ll give you what you want,” he smiles casually. “Are we clear?”

Y/N nods again.

“I said, are we clear,” he tightens his hand against her throat more, smile disappearing as he glares lightly.

Y/N bites her lip, hating the fact that Michael knows she likes when his hands are on her like this, wrapped around her throat, putting her in her place, roughing her up. It just makes her want him more, and therefore the situation worse as her crave for him grows. “Yes, sir,” she says as clearly as she can.

“Good,” Michael smiles wickedly before letting go of her throat and getting off of Y/N. But not before pressing his lips to the skin on her throat to soothe the harshness of his grip. Michael knew Y/N didn’t mind when Michael was rough with her, but that didn’t mean he didn’t tend to her gently either.

Once getting up and walking back over to his desk, sitting down and ignoring his obvious hard-on, he gets back to his laptop and starts typing again, forcing his mind back to his focused stance so he can hurry up and finish his work and give Y/N what she, and clearly he, wants too. It’s not like he didn’t want her. Of course he did, he always did. He was just too close to being done with all of his work, and wanted it out of the way first.

Y/N lets out a silent breath, feeling how deeply inside she’s aching for Michael and for him to be with her. So much for claiming control. But she knows better than to disobey his words. Though, it was all part of the fun.

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