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Kat!!!! I��m screaming!! Thank you so so much!!!

I hope your hormones have settled a bit 😅🔥 I wrote this right as the ovulation train hit, if that says anything about this… 🤣

Thank you so much for taking the time to read and share!!

Saturday’s with Javier: Sleepless Nights

Pairing: Javier Peña x F!Reader

WC: 1840

Warnings: E- sex to sleep, unprotected P in V, orgasms, nipple play, established relationship, fluff, 2nd POV, nightmares, mentions of alcohol, I think that’s everything- if I forgot anything let me know.

A/N: Y’all! I don’t even know what this is or if I even like it all that much. I wanted it to be this steamy scene for them, so I pushed myself to get smuttier than I have before but I don’t even know if it reads that way. So, if it sucks I’m sorry!

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Sleep eluded Javier.

Not as often as it once did.

But it does from time to time.

He thinks back to his time in Colombia when it was late nights, surviving on rich black coffee just to make it through one more report.

He’d settle into his apartment, locking the world out in hopes to catch a few hours of rest before it was time to get back to the embassy.

Rinse and repeat.

He’s grateful though when sleep doesn’t come easy these days, it’s not due to hunting down leads or chasing big name narcos from town to town, it’s due to normal life happenings. Some nights finding his brain just won’t shut off, as he lays awake against your sleeping form.

On those rare occasions, Javier silently waves his white flag and surrenders himself to the night.

*

The living room is his retreat on sleepless nights. He hates leaving you to sleep alone, knowing you hate waking up with out him near, but he’s always worried his restless movements will wake you.

The radio is low, as it plays through the local radio station, drowning out the incessant tick of the wall clock— it’s always the loudest on these nights.

The leather pulls at his bare skin as Javier shifts in the chair, his previous position already sending an ache to his lower back.

His book abandoned on the coffee table, the page where he left off dog-eared and ready for next time.

A mug sits half empty and cold on the end table next to where he’s been sitting for the last hour. Its contents a tea blend of chamomile, lemon balm and some other spices you’d picked up for him for these nights.

He settles back into the chair, a gift from you when you’d bought this house, you said he needed a comfy place to relax after his long hours on the ranch— he’s indebted to your need to care of him in ways he’d never think to.

The minutes continue to tick on, the night slowly teetering on the edge of tomorrow. Annoyance seeping through the cracks of his wakeful mind.

Breathing out a huff of frustration, Javier drops his head on to the back of the chair, eyes closed, accepting the fact that sleep is not in the cards for him this time.

Theres a creak of a wooden door opening, followed by light footfalls down the hallway nearing where Javier still sits in the dimly lit living room.

“Javi?” Your voice still soft with sleep.

His attention snaps to you padding your way through the room to him. When he’d left you in bed you were bare, but now you’re wearing his shirt— a deep green, soft and worn-in from his years of wearing it, he prefers seeing it draped over your form now.

“Shit! Cariño, did I wake you?” Sitting forward, an elbow resting on his knee as his other arm extends out you, beckoning you closer to him.

A yawn escapes, your arms raising in an attempt to stretch out your wearied muscles, your shirt— Javi’s shirt —barely covering your lower half.

“Mmmm, no you didn’t wake me. Couldn’t sleep and you weren’t there when I rolled over.” You grab his hand and sit down on the edge of the coffee table in front of him, pulling his hand into your lap.

“How long have you been awake?” Noticing his book next to where you’re sitting and the mug on the side table.

“An hour or so maybe. Came out here so I wouldn’t wake you. Made some of that tea, little reading and listening to some music— hoped something might do the trick.”

Your fingers dance across his hand, soft lenitive strokes as you listen to him talk.

“Nightmare?”

“No. Not this time. Just couldn’t get back to sleep.”

Nightmares had haunted him for years. Stealing away his sleep, plaguing his mind with thoughts of his past. Images and stories that had been seared into his mind for years. Even after Colombia, night was an enemy to Javier, always grateful when the sun saved him from the darkness of his dreams.

That was until you. He couldn’t remember a time when he’d slept as good as he did with you next him. He felt more relaxed, his mind was quiet, he’d wake feeling rested and ready for the day.

There were times when a nightmare would crawl out from the depths at which they lay dormant for months, trying to ambush Javier when he’d least expect them. Those nights he’d wake in your arms, your voice pulling him into safety, reassuring him that you were with him and he was okay.

“What can I do to help?” Brushing a few of his loose strands of hair out of his face.

“I don’t even know. Feel like I’ve tried most of my usual things so far.”

“Most?? Is there something else that might help?”

He thinks back to his nights in Colombia, when he needed to sleep just a few hours so he could get through the next day.

“I don’t know Cariño, it’s late and—.”

“Humor me Javi— You’ve got to get some sleep. Especially if you want to Chucho to give you shit, he worries about you when you show up looking like you haven’t slept in days.”

“In Colombia, I had a few things that helped, but don’t know if they would do me any good now.”

You give him a look, encouraging him to continue to share his thoughts.

“Smoking— helped me relax, took the edge off of those long shitty days.” His skin tingles at the thought of the nicotine pulling through the his lips.

“Hm… Javi, I know it’s been awhile, but if you need to— y-you can if it will help.”

“No, no I don’t need it.” He shakes his head, seeing the worry in your eyes.

Javier had quit smoking. You had never pressured him to do so, but when he had mentioned it was something he wanted to finally stop, you were there to support him through it. He hadn’t touched a cigarette for 4 months and wasn’t about to just for a night of sleep.

“What else might help you?” Tilting your head to the side as you wait for him to share, your fingers continue to card through his hair, gently scratching at his scalp.

“A drink or two, but it’s too goddamn late for whiskey— I’m not that young anymore. Pops would give me shit for working with a fuckin’ hangover.” You laugh in agreement.

“Well, smoking and drinking are out of the equation. So that leaves….” Your teeth sink into your bottom lip trying to hide your smirk, knowing exactly what that left— sex.

You knew about the brothels, the women he’d pay for information and doubled as a late night release, every bit of his past was no secret to you. And you never held any of it against him ever, it’s now just a part of who he use to be— judgement wasn’t something you ever gave him.

He doesn’t even have to say a single thing before you’re leaning forward, capturing his lips with your own.

You place your hands on his shoulders, pushing into the kiss as you slowly push him back into the chair, fervently crawling into his lap so could straddle him.

His hands instinctively grab your hips as you deliberately grind down on to him.

“C-Cariño, you don’t have to. It-it’s late-fuck-it’s late…”

He can feel your unclothed sex through his thin boxers, which are now damp from your dripping arousal and his pre-cum mixing together. His body’s reaction is desirous and eager, he’s hard as your movements continue at a steady pace.

“Mmm. I want to, especially if it means my husband will be asleep in bed with me after—ooh— I want to make you feel good my love.”

You’re body craving more, breathless as your hand drifts down under his waistband, your fingers gliding over his taut warm skin. Kissing him again as you remove his hardened length from his boxers, sliding the tip of it through your soaked folds.

Javier looks down as you slowly begin to sink down onto his cock, taking him inch by inch, unhurried in your efforts which has his nerve endings firing off instantaneously.

“Fuck!” His hands working hastily to remove your shirt, the slightest bounce of your breasts as your naked form begins to move in up and downward motions.

A groan barrels from his chest at the sight of you, an ethereal vision lost in effortless pleasure. Your eyes closed, blissed out at the feeling of his cock hitting every little sweet spot.

“Oh Fuck— Javier!” His name nearly a whimper as it floats through the air.

One hand still steadily gripping his shoulder for support and the other now holding your breast, kneading its weight. Each calculated squeeze and gentle rolling of your nipple, is a building sensation that sends a ripple of lust surging through your body.

“Javi— ah— I’m so close… I’m—“ He can feel you squeezing him, a fierce grip on his length, prompting him grab on to your hips tighter as he thrusts up into you.

“I’m not— shit— gonna last much longer—“ His voice shaky as he groans, trying to warn you. “T-touch yourself baby.”

You nod at his direction, a hand snaking down between where you’re both melding together, swiping your fingers through the slick gathering at the base of Javier’s cock.

It’s blinding the instant your fingers glid over your sensitive clit, swollen and needy, each circular motion of your fingers edging you closer and closer.

Your thighs are trembling, Javier pulling you you down to him, his thrusts now faster and deeper. Your mouths fusing together, a tangled mess of licking and sucking, shared moans and staggered breaths.

Before you can even start your warning of coming, your body tenses as your orgasm explodes through your body. It dances about in a slow succession of pulses, each one pulling Javier in further, triggering his own release.

“God— J-Javier I love you!”

He pulls your body tight against his, fingers digging into your dewy skin as he spills into you.

“Fuck! I l-love you, Amor!”

*

You’re both not sure how much time passes as still lay draped over Javier. His fingers delicately stroking the length of your spine, your breathing evened little puffs against his neck.

“Javier, if you keep doing that I’m going to fall asleep right here.” You whisper into the crook of his neck.

“That’s the plan Cariño.”

The leather sticks to you as you shift your tired legs, adjusting your body up so you’re hovering slightly over where he’s still laying back on the chair.

He looks relaxed— eyes looking sleepy, heavy slow blinks as he looks at you.

His hand settles on the back of your neck and pulls you in until lips meet in a soft drowsy kiss.

“Let’s go to bed Cariño.”

[guess-my-next-obsession]

fun little (huge) announcement !!!

i’m currently in the process of reworking Elementary into my first ever novel !!! ahhh !!!

the original elementary will be up for another week (June 3) for you to enjoy, but unfortunately will be taken down after that as i finalize the book 🫶🏼 i’m hoping to have the book out into the world by the end of summer/start of fall!! i’ll update you all as i go about release dates/platforms, but for now i’d just like to thank you all for your support and love. it means the world. love you all, sending you the best !! 🤍

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(Sorry not sorry BUT THIS PICTURE spoke to me; hear me out!)

The look he could give when iris throws a tantrum & says something mean without thinking; immediately notices the look; body slams him with her tiny body before apologizing profusely, making him laugh / smile, messing up his long hair before making a run for it before he could react & for added extra adorableness; Miles could be trying to be dead weight by clinging to Joel’s leg to give Iris a head start at escaping; wearing nothing but a training diaper, toddler cow boy boots, a toddler cow boy hat & shrieking with laughter as he’s shouting in his tiny southern drawl that he’s under arrest!

Okay I’m done; have a good day! ❤️🤭

you’ve inspired me 😭 elementary!drabble under the cut!!! 🫶🏼

“Iris,” Joel scolded, standing inside of the garage as he watched Iris and Miles play in the kiddie pool on the front lawn. Iris had just shoved her younger brother so hard it made him slip and fall onto his back, his loud wails no doubt heard from the other side of Austin. He stomped over to the inflatable pool, his eyes stern and hands on his hips. “Come on, you’re done for today.”

“No, daddy,” she cried, stomping her foot.

“No, you had your chance to play, but you messed that all up when you pushed your brother,” he said, walking over to scoop a sopping wet Miles up into his arms. He gave her a firm look and a tip of his chin in the direction of the front door. “G’on, your mama’s inside makin’ dinner.”

“No,” she protested, folding her arms over her chest and giving him a scrunched up face. Adorable, even in the middle of a tantrum.

“Go on,” he enunciated himself, pointing his finger at the door.

“I hate you, daddy,” she shouted. Joel’s face fell into something so tender and hurt that it forced the little girl out of her tantrum. She rushed over to him, clinging to his leg. “I’m sorry, daddy! I don’ hate you!”

Joel shook his head and let out a soft chuckle, smoothing his hand over her back to coax her to look up at him. “I know, baby. But when daddy tells you to do somethin’, you do it. Alright?”

She nodded, sniveling as she recovered from her tears. “Don’t make me tell mama.”

“Then you need to look your brother in the eye and tell him you’re sorry,” Joel bargained, setting Miles down onto the grass. “G’on, then.”

Miles watched his older sister begrudgingly give him a hug, mumbling, “M’sorry.”

“Now it’s my turn,” Joel smiled, crouching down low to meet her at eye level. Iris grinned, almost tackling into the grass as she threw her arms over his neck with a giggle.

“Sorry, daddy,” she giggled, squirming as he fell back into the grass, taking her with him.

“You don’t hate me?” he asked, lifting her up into the air as he laid on his back.

“No!” she squealed.

“Alright,” he chuckled, setting her down. “Y’all can have a few more minutes in the pool, then. But no fightin’, y’hear me?”

The spoke in unison, “Okay, daddy!”

Joel left them to it, his back itching from the wet grass he’d been laying on as he walked towards the front door that was now open. He smiled at you as you leaned against the doorframe, shaking your head with an impresses grin.

“Well done, daddy,” you commended. Joel stepped up onto the front step and tugged you into his arms, giving you a greedy kiss.

“She about broke my heart there for a second,” he confessed, turning to join you in watching them play. “Her teenage years might kill me, I think.”

“Not as long as you use that face you gave her,” you laughed. “That nearly broke my heart.”

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here’s the updated cover and summary!!

Elementary is my debut novel, set in Austin, Texas. Ava Hernandez has uprooted her entire life after her divorce, desperate to find herself outside of being attached to another person. Teaching a room of fifth graders is a piece of cake, but convincing herself to stay away from her student’s widowed and irritatingly charming father, Joel, is anything but.

This novel is a friends to lovers slowburn that focuses on the simplicity of love when it’s shared with the right person.

Some could say it’s elementary.

[guess-my-next-obsession]

Do you have any good Age Gap Joel Miller Fics Recommendations?

hi anon! i’m not reading much fanfic these days, but i’ll always recommend short days long nights by @frannyzooey !! it’s an all-time favorite if you’re looking for post-outbreak joel/breeding kink joel/reluctant allies to lovers joel (my personal favorite kind of joel 😩)

other than that, there aren’t a ton of series that i can remember off the top of my head, but if anyone has any recs to add, please do so!! for me and for anon ☺️🫶🏼

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[guess-my-next-obsession]

hello my sweet babies !! i've missed you all so much but it appears my lil depressive episode is over (i have my will to live back) and to celebrate this, i'm jumping headfirst into one of my biggest fears--putting myself out there on social media!

i'll be streaming a Write With Me on Tuesdays at 7 pm (MST) and a Sims With Me on Thursdays at 7 PM (MST) on twitch and tiktok (if technology decides to work in my favor)

Write With Me will consist of a lot of yapping and planning out my fanfics as well as my professional writing that i'm hoping to self-publish. come join me and listen to some music while i try not to embarrass myself!

Sims With Me will just be me building on The Sims 4, mostly buildings that relate to my stories i have published on here, but also for my professional works. we'll yap and vibe and have a good ole time.

and for those of you wondering about GAS and if i'll be updating, the answer is yes! i just need to get back into the groove, and if you join tomorrow's stream, i'll be trying my hand at writing the next chapter. you'll get to see my process, read whatever i manage to write, and we can talk about the story a little more in depth.

i hope to see some of you there tomorrow night, but even if no one shows up, just know i adore each and every one of you and can't wait to continue on my writing journey with you all.

love love love you!!

kat 🤍

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