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The Slip Up

Ransom Drysdale x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 1418 words

Warnings: none

Summary: Keeping your relationship with Ransom a secret from his family until you get caught getting a midnight snack in one of his sweaters

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You didn’t really want the Thrombey family to know about your relationship with Ransom. 

It wasn’t really that big of a deal, the two of you were both adults and you didn’t think they wouldn’t like you. It was just that he didn’t have the best relationship with his family, and you didn’t really think it was any of their business.

You didn’t want to deal with his entire family, asking questions and prying where they had no business being. 

His family had enough trouble keeping their noses out of each other’s business as it was, Ransom had never tried to hide that fact from you. 

They were constantly asking when you two were planning on getting married or having babies. On one occasion, his mother even asked if you’d gained weight since she saw you last. 

You’d simply grown out of that, a long time ago, and you didn’t want to have to justify yourself to a bunch of people who didn’t even like you. 

You had known Ransom for most of your life, but you’d have never known it based on the way his family treated you. The only one of them who you could even tolerate was Harlan, who was always kind. 

From the very beginning, when you were nothing more than a little girl, coming to hang out after school, he had always been nice to you. 

That didn’t change when somewhere along the way, your relationship with Ransom had morphed into more than it was ever meant to be.

You were everything, and nothing all at once, for a while. You were more than friends-with-benefits, but you weren’t quite ready to be married to one another for the rest of your lives. 

It was a strange combination but it had always worked for you and Ransom. 

It wouldn’t make much sense to any of his family members, or anyone else who had been in your lives before, but you didn’t feel the need to change it. The two of you were wonderfully fucked up, and you didn’t want to apologize for that. 

So, it was much easier to just keep it hidden from them entirely.

You could have, and would have, continued that way uninterrupted until you decided to saunter down to the kitchen for a midnight snack. Usually, when  you and Ransom turned in for the night, that was it but your stomach had other ideas. 

For some reason, you were starving. 

Those damn floorboards creaked as you made your way down the stairs, alerting everyone under the roof to the fact you were out of bed. Though, you were sure they wouldn’t bother getting out of bed. 

With so many people under one roof, it was only understandable that some noise would come to be, at some point. 

Besides that, it had to be three or four in the morning and you couldn’t imagine that any of Ransom’s family members would be awake at this time.

...Right? 

Ransom had always been the night owl of the family, and if he was asleep, there was no way anyone else would be up. You would have put money on it, if given the chance. 

However, maybe you should have assumed that wouldn’t be the case. 

You wished it was true, that you could just walk down to the kitchen and get a glass of water, but as soon as you turned the corner, you saw that wasn’t the case at all. 

Standing right there, smoking a cigar over the sink, was his father. 

Richard was still up, for some reason, and it was quite possibly the worst thing that could have happened to you. In all their minds, you were sleeping in the guest bedroom but that would be hard to play off in your current ensemble. 

Adorning your frame, was one of Ransom’s sweaters. It was an old one, of course, with the stitching all worn and frayed but that was what made it perfect for you. 

A brand new sweater of Ransom’s would never have fit you but this one fit like a glove, save for the large hole in the shoulder that you’d made a decided choice to ignore. 

It was just one of those things that was perfect about it. It was his, and was one of those things that you would never give up, no matter what. As a bigger girl, you’d never been able to wear a partner's clothes before, but this was different. 

It was oversized and fit snug over all your curves. Of course, it was the only piece from Ransom’s closet that you could wear but you had made a choice to enjoy it. 

That was why you were wearing it tonight. You were cuddled up in bed with Ransom previously, all snuggly and cozy, just like it should have been. 

However, this thing seemed much less wonderful than it had when you were in bed, because now, it was going to reveal your biggest secret to your boyfriend’s father. 

It was terrible. 

“Couldn’t sleep?” Richard asked, a small smile on his face as he looked at you, not even bothering to address the fact that you were wearing something that didn’t belong to you. 

All things considered, you were lucky that Richard was the one to see you first, as he didn’t care about much of anything. Though, your celebration was short lived because you knew it wouldn’t stay that way forever. 

At some point, someone was going to find out about this, and you just weren’t sure if you were ready for that. 

“Nope, needed some water” you allowed, snatching a water bottle from the fridge and immediately heading back toward the stairs, not even bothering to say anything else. 

You just knew that he knew, and that was too much for you.

You didn’t even know what to say, and you didn’t stop moving until you were safely locked behind Ransom’s locked, bedroom door. It was the only place you could hide away.

“Your dad knows, he totally knows that we’re dating” you sighed, resting all your bodyweight against the closed door. You had no idea what was going on, or what you were going to do, but Ransom didn’t even seem phased. 

In fact, he barely even looked up from his book when you told him. 

Clearly, this wasn’t the world ending news to him that it was to you. There was a reason you two had decided to keep this whole thing a secret, sure, but deep down, he didn’t know why it mattered now. 

They were his family, but he didn’t really care about what they thought. You were the greatest thing that had ever happened to him and if his family couldn’t handle that, he didn’t need them. 

That was it. 

“Who cares” he shrugged, earning a gasp from you that you hadn’t even realized you were holding in. This was insane, but you wouldn't have known that based off of how he was acting. 

It was like nothing had happened at all. 

“Ransom! I’m being serious? Isn’t this a huge deal? What are we going to do?” you wondered, plopping down on your shared bed with a huff. It made you really upset, but he had hardly blinked. 

It just didn’t make any sense. 

Did he not understand how big of a deal this was? After all this time, you’d been hiding it and now your biggest secret was on the brink of being out, and he didn’t seem to care. 

You were just lost. 

“Honey, would you relax? Everything is going to be fine” he hummed, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, a small chuckle on his lips as he leaned over you. 

This was just one of those things that came with the territory of hiding your relationship, it was bound to come out at some point. 

It was just what happened sometimes. 

“I love you, okay? It’s all going to be fine” he smiled, moving up toward the headboard, holding out his arm for you to snuggle up into your rightful place against him. 

Whatever happened, the two of you could deal with it, he could deal with it. All you had to do was relax and trust him, and eventually, everything would be back to the way it was. 

Besides, Ransom doubted that his family would even care in the first place. They didn’t care much about anything else he did. There was no reason why this should be any different. 

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Introducing Chaos

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x fem!Reader

Words: 3215

Summary: Ransom brings you to your first Thrombey family dinner, and you make a splash

Warnings: Explicit language, explicit sexual content (oral sex (m receiving), fingering, unprotected vaginal sex, awkward car sex), mentions of alcohol, bad faith debating of women’s reproductive rights, SMUT, 18+ ONLY!!!! (PS: Car sex is not as sexy as it sounds ladies!)

A/N: This was a lot of fun, as much as I hated writing stupid opinions about women’s health. I’m really looking forward to putting our reader into more situations with the Thrombeys. Not as slutty as usual as I mostly wanted to focus on the family drama.

Tagging @chrissquares cause I know she loves our sweater!daddy!

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“Y’know, we don’t actually have to go in.” Ransom said, leaning his head back on the driver’s side headrest as he ran his fingers over the back of your head, absentmindedly.

You gave a small disapproving sound from deep in your throat as you swallowed around his cock. He hissed and bucked his hips into you as he came, his fingers winding painfully in your hair as his release shot down your throat, making you choke.

You frowned at him as you sat back up, wiping the drool from around your mouth. He ducked his head as he tucked himself back into his slacks and you gave a sigh as you turned your gaze to the manor.

“Road head didn’t help your nerves, sweetie?” You asked, pulling the visor down so you could reapply your lipstick.

“I don’t know why you thought it would, I almost crashed 3 times.” He muttered, watching you with a smirk teasing his lips.

You gave a low chuckle as you closed the visor then turned to give him a pat on the cheek. “Sorry, baby. Let’s rip off this band-aid.”

He groaned as you stepped out of the car, moving to follow you reluctantly. As soon as you stepped out, the dogs came charging into the driveway. Ransom cursed as they bounded past him, doing his best to avoid their excitement, but they only cared about you.

“Hi, babies!” You knelt down as the two shepherds pranced around you, scratching their ears and rubbing their bellies when they rolled over. “How’re my two favorite patients? Oh, such good puppies!”

“At least we know the dogs like you.” Ransom teased as you stood back up and you beamed at him, the dogs running off to do god knows what.

“Well, that’s all that really matters, isn’t it?” You pulled a lint roller out of your purse and ran it over your clothes, doing your best to collect all the dog hair as you followed Ransom into the house.

Fran greeted the two of you as you went inside, grinning at you but scowling at Ransom.

“Y/N, it’s so nice to see you! Hello, Hugh.” She took your coats and the bottle of wine you had brought and went to put everything away.

“I cannot believe you still make her call you ‘Hugh’. You’re such an asshole.” You shook your head at him as he wrapped an arm around your waist, pressing his lips to your hair.

“You’re the one dating me, what’s that say about you?”

“That I have horrible taste.” You teased, slapping him lightly on the chest as the two of you headed to the living room.

You were greeted by a cheery chorus as you entered. The Thrombeys were seated around the fire, the picture of domestic bliss as they enjoyed their pre-dinner drinks and hors douvres.

What a load of horse shit.

“Mom, dad, this is Y/N.” Ransom said as the two of you walked over to his parents. “Y/N, meet Linda and Richard.”

“So, you’re the girl our Ransom has been spending all his time with.” Linda was scanning you up and down, her eyebrow cocked as she sized you up. “It’s so nice to meet you.”

Richard was giving you a completely different type of look as you shook his hand, and you fought the urge to roll your eyes as he leered at you.

“So lovely to meet the both of you.” You murmured as Ransom rubbed his hand over your lower back, full of nervous energy.

“What is it that you do again, dear? I heard you were a doctor of some sort?” Linda asked, like she didn’t already know the answer.

“I’m a vet.” You answered, doing your best to steel yourself and not start a fight. “But I also run a nationwide charity for to provide mental health resources for veterinarians and other veterinary staff.”

“Oh, that’s nice dear.” Linda gave you a condescending pat on the arm and you fought the urge to spit in her face.

“Y/N, I cannot tell you how happy it made me when I heard you were seeing my grandson!”

You sighed with relief as Harlan approached, beaming as he gave you a peck on each cheek.

“Hello, Harlan! I saw Smilla outside! It looks like she recovered great from that TPLO procedure. I can’t tell you how happy I am.”

“My dear, how could she have anything but a fantastic recovery with you as her doctor.” He patted your hand reassuringly. “Remind me to ask you to come out to the ranch later this week, I’m considering adding a new stallion to the stable, but I want your opinion on the prospects before I make my final decision.”

“That’s enough shop talk, dad.” Linda murmured, rolling her eyes at the turn in conversation. “I think dinner is ready.”

“You need a drink yet, sweetheart?” Ransom whispered as he handed you a glass of gin, sipping on his own scotch.

“Fuck, honey, you know me so well.” He laughed as you downed the whole thing in one gulp. “Is your dad always so obvious about checking out your dates?”

“Yeah, Richard isn’t exactly subtle. I’m still surprised Linda hasn’t caught on.” He said as he watched you pour yourself another drink before the two of you headed into the dining room. “You still haven’t been grilled by the rest of the vultures, though, beautiful. Prepare yourself.”

You whined into your drink as the two of you headed to your places at the table. “God, I fucking hate WASPs.” You muttered under your breath.

He just chortled at you before bending to whisper in your ear. “You want me to help you relax, gorgeous?”

You both sat down and he slid his hand up your thigh, edging the hem of your skirt up to your hip as he moved to cup your heat.

“God, you slut. You couldn’t even wear panties to a family dinner?” He hissed under his breath as he worked his fingers between you sopping folds.

You bit your lip and ground yourself into him, gazing at him through your lashes as he teased his fingers over your mound, brushing the tips over your entrance.

“You’re the one who brought me, dumbass.” You whispered, controlling your breath as he slipped a finger inside you. “Shit.”

“So, your Ransom’s new… girlfriend?” Meg, you thought it was Meg, asked.

“Yeah, that’s me.” You hoped it wasn’t obvious how strained your smile was as you gripped the edge of the table, your knuckles turning white.

“But, you have a real job. And a personality.” She seemed genuinely surprised.

Ransom growled at her at the same time he inserted a second finger, making you choke on your drink as he curled them inside you.

“Yeah, it’s like I’m a real person.” You mumbled as you fought the urge to moan, thumping your fist on the table as Ransom ground his palm into your clit. You shot him a venomous glare as you clenched around him, but he refused to make eye contact with you as he sipped his scotch.

“Meg, let’s let the poor girl be. I’m sure she has to deal with enough, putting up with our Ransom.” Joni tittered as she sipped on her wine.

Ransom growled low enough that only you could hear him as he pressed another finger inside you, fucking you harshly with them as you did your best to keep a straight face.

“So what are you a doctor of again?” Walt was joining in on the interrogation now, and you were starting to get annoyed.

“Oh, god, the foods here! Look everyone!” You were so grateful as the staff set down the lavish meal right as Ransom pressed his thumb into your clit and you swallowed the scream that threatened to rip from your chest.

Everyone’s focus shifted to the meal as your eyes threatened to roll up into your head. Ransom was taking all his frustration out on your pussy, and you were on the verge of becoming a blubbering mess.

“Are you ok, Y/N?” Marta placed a hand on your arm as she moved to sit beside you. “You seem a little tense.”

“Fff… god Marta, I’m fantastic, I’m just so hungry.” You scooped heaping portions of food onto yours and Ransom’s plates and shoved a forkful of potatoes into your mouth to cover the moan that came as you released all over Ransom’s hand. You relaxed back against your chair as you chewed on your food, your cunt fluttering as aftershocks shook through your abdomen.

Ransom just grinned to himself as he wiped his hand on the napkin in his lap before tucking into his own meal. He did his best to ignore the glare you were giving him as the two of you ate.

Fortunately for you, everyone was focusing on the food, and the conversation hit a lull. Everyone seemed content to stick to the normal pleasantries and small talk, but they still managed to shoot passive aggressive barbs at you as you ate.

“Oh, how nice dear.” Donna murmured into her martini as you again answered that you were a veterinarian, not a human doctor.

Ransom watched you grind your teeth as you nursed another gin. You were scowling.

“I told you, we could’ve just gone back to my place.” He whispered as the staff cleared the table.

“Fuck off, Hugh.” You grumbled as the two of you stood to head back to the living room. “I hate passive aggression.”

“I know baby.” He mock pouted at your before pressing a kiss to your cheek. “Don’t worry though, everyone’s drunk enough now that we’re gonna start talking politics.”

You moaned into his neck as the two of you sat on the couch and he drew you close to him.

“You two are so adorable.” Joni whined as she flowed into the living room. “I can’t believe our Ransom is actually settling down.”

You felt Ransom’s chest rumbling as he fought the urge to break into hysterics. You grinned up at him as you giggled. “Is that right, sweetie? Are we settling down?”

He didn’t get a chance to answer before his parent’s swept into the room.

“You’re not gonna believe this, Linda’s employees want her to pay for their birth control.” Richard scoffed as he plopped into one of the plush armchairs in the living room.

“Really?” Walt asked, one eyebrow cocked. “Well, I guess sluts never want to take responsibility for their own actions.”

Ransom hissed in your ear as your dug your fingernails into his thigh. He watched your jaw clench as you fought the urge to start a fight.

“Oh my god, of course you men think anyone who wants to be responsible about sex is a slut.” Joni scolded the two of them.

“No, no.” Donna interjected. “These, hussies, think they can do whatever they want and the taxpayer will just take care of them, no matter what. They are killing babies with impunity!”

“So, family planning is equivocal to killing babies now?” You interjected. “I’m sorry, I just want to be absolutely sure I understand everyone’s position on this.”

Ransom could tell you were seething with fury, but everyone else took your inquiry at face value. You leaned back against his chest, seemingly relaxed as the muscles around your eyes tightened just slightly.

They all chimed in then.

“Why should my tax dollars make it easy for you to have sex?”

“I don’t want to pay for what you do in the bedroom.”

“Don’t have sex if you can’t afford to be pregnant.”

Ransom watched your nostrils flare as you listened to the idiots. You were furious, but he seemed to be the only one who could pick up on it. Oh, wait, Harlan was giving him a knowing smile from next to the fire as his brood argued about the various morals of women’s reproductive health.

“I dunno, everyone.” You finally interrupted.” I guess I just want my employees and friends to be able to have fulfilling sex lives without needing to worry about the financial hardship that comes with an unplanned pregnancy. Call me a snowflake.”

“Yeah, well maybe if you were a real doctor, your opinion would hold a little more weight.” Walt grumbled into his bourbon.

Everyone went completely silent as that remark hung in the air and Ransom sucked in a harsh breath between his teeth as your nails pierced his thigh through his pants.

“C’mon Walt, vets are just as important as regular doctors.” Joni whispered, probably trying to sound supportive, but just coming off as condescending.

“Gee, thanks Joni.” You grumbled as you looked up at Ransom. He just gave you a wink.

“Walt, suck my dick.” You said loudly as you tossed back the rest of your drink and stood up to leave.

The uproar that caused was like music to your ears. Ransom was curled around himself, laughing hysterically as the rest of the family spluttered in their outrage.

“How dare you use that language in front of my son!” Donna exclaimed, her knuckles white around her martini the blood drained from her face.

“Please, I’m sure he’s used worse when he’s involved in some Parler circle-jerk. Harlan, it is always so lovely to see you. Call my office and we’ll set up a time for me to examine those prospective stallions.” You bent to give Ransom’s grandfather a peck on the cheek as he chortled at the chaos you had caused. “Marta, have a great rest of your night, sweetie.”

“Now wait just a goddamn minute!” Walt yelled as drew Ransom up to follow you out.

“Seriously Walt, suck it. Lovely to meet you, Linda and Richard. I really look forward to doing this more often.” The absolute shock on their faces was priceless as Ransom curled himself behind you and started peppering your neck with kisses as he drew you towards the door, the chorus of outrage following after the two of you as you waited for Fran to fetch your coats.

“That was fantastic.” Ransom murmured against your hair as he wrapped his arms around your torso, pressing you tightly against him as you took your coats from Fran, giving her a small smile of thanks.

“I told you sweetie, I’m over the passive aggression.” You told him with a grin as you started to head back out to the beemer, leaving the commotion behind you.

Ransom opened the driver’s side door and climbed in, but didn’t release your wrist as he sat down. He pulled you onto his lap with a yelp before slamming the door closed.

“You got me all worked up now, baby.” He growled at you, turning you in his lap to face him as he gripped your thighs and spread them over his lap. You whined as he bucked his hips against you and you felt his erection grind against your mound. “I should have brought you around sooner.”

“Mmm, I told you, I’m fully prepared to rip them new assholes.” You gasped as he wrapped a hand around the back of your neck, skimming his teeth over your throat.

“Guess I expected you to ease into it a little bit.” He leaned his seat back a bit and worked on undoing his fly, his mouth still drawing soft bruises over your chest and neck.

“Fuck, Ran.” You purred as he finally freed his cock and teased it against your sopping folds. “We’re gonna do this right here?”

He slipped into you easily as you let out a whine, bracing a palm against the window. Ransom grinned up at you as you sank onto him, his hands drifting under your sweater and drawing it over your head, groaning as you struggled to untangle yourself.

“This car is no good for sex, Hugh.” You grumbled as you finally extricated yourself from your sweater but cracked your head against the roof in the process

The asshole just laughed as he leaned back in the seat and fucked up into you, making you whimper. His hands wrapped behind your back to unhook your bra and slide it over your shoulders, and he bit his lip once your breasts were exposed, your nipples pebbling against the chilly air.

A particularly violent thrust bounced your ass against the steering wheel, honking the horn. You dove forward and buried your face in his neck, giggling.

Ransom smiled against your hair as his fingers dug into your hips. He groaned as he felt you clench around him, arousal seeping out of you and soaking his slacks.

“Fuck sweetheart. I love when you get all worked up. I guess I’m just used to being the one who does it.”

His thrusts became vicious as he moved a hand between the two of you to strum at your clit. Your whine against his neck had his cock twitching inside you as he chased his release. He wanted to make sure you came first though, he loved watching you fall apart around him.

“Damn it, Ransom.” You dug your fingers into his biceps as he brought you closer to orgasm, the horn honking erratically as he fucked into you with abandon and you panted against his shoulder. “Fuck, I’m so close.”

He brought his other hand up to tangle in your hair as he brought your face to meet his, pressing his lips against yours and shoving his tongue into your mouth. He felt you vibrate against him as your cunt clenched around his cock before your orgasm hit you like a fucking bus.

You screamed into his mouth as your body went rigid before shivering with pleasure as you creamed all over Ransom’s cock. Your body collapsed against him as he fucked you through it, his hips faltering in their rhythm as he came right behind you. You moaned against his lips as you felt his cum warm you from the inside and leak down your thighs, mixing with your own release in a thick mess.

Ransom laughed as he turned his head to see Meg marching towards the car with a frown on her face and tapped your shoulder to warn you. You just rolled your eyes and reached towards your bra to draw it back over your shoulders. He rolled down the window to chat with her as you crawled back into the passenger seat, searching for your sweater and your ass bumping against the horn, again.

“God, Ransom. We were hoping that dating an adult would cause a decrease in these antics, but c’mon.”

“I dunno what you’re talking about Meg.” Ransom said innocently as he brought his seat back up, not acknowledging your ass sticking up over the console as you continued your search.

“Found it!” You exclaimed triumphantly as you waved your sweater over your head like a flag and sat back in the passenger seat with a victorious grin. “Hi Meg!”

“Hi, Y/N. You’re disgusting, Ransom.” Meg scolded as she turned away, sucking deeply on her vape pen.

“She thinks I’m a bad influence, honey.” He said as he started the car, shooting you a conspiratorial grin.

You just laughed as he started to drive away, relishing the thought of doing this every week.

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Spoiled

Ransom Drysdale x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 1711 words

Warnings: none 

Summary: Ransom spoiling you and spending a ton of money on you which upsets his parents when they see just how much money he spends on you

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It was no secret that Ransom liked to spend money. 

He had basically come out of the womb with a silver spoon in his mouth and the promise to keep it there all his life. In fact, you often wondered if money had any value to him at all. 

As best you could tell, he was always going to be that way and nothing would change that.

You, on the other hand, had never been able to shop without worrying about the price tag that it came with. You had worked hard for everything that you owned and you never took it for granted. 

However, that all changed as soon as you started going out with Ransom. 

He refused to let you pay for anything on your own...and that included your car payments, rent, and student loans. Before you knew it, Ransom was even showering you in gifts. 

It was no better than helping you pay off your bills but something about it seemed more unacceptable. 

You could live without crushed velvet peacoats and gold jewelry. 

...Not that telling Ransom any of that meant anything. 

He didn’t care at all for your eye rolls and complaints when he handed you the bags he’d acquired throughout the day. If anything, he liked shopping for you and it made him happy to spoil you. 

It made him feel like there was a reason for his wealth, and that he had a purpose.

It was something he wasn’t used to, especially not knowing the family he came from. 

That being said, you never really thought about how much money he really spent on you in all the time that you’d been together. Spending cash and showering you in lavish gifts was how Ransom showed his love. 

It was just the way it was. 

After this long, you had just grown to accept that Ransom wasn’t going to stop. However, that didn’t make the idea of visiting his family any easier. As a general rule, you two kept to yourselves. 

You avoided his family at all costs, but the death of his grandfather changed that. It meant a lot of different things, but for you-it meant that you’d have to meet his parents, for the first time in your life. 

It wasn’t something you were looking forward to. 

...Not even in the least. 

“I’m not sure about this Ransom, what if they hate me?” you grumbled, unsure if this was really worth it. Ransom had made it clear that his family wasn’t all that supportive of him, which only lessened the chances of them liking you. 

It just wasn’t looking good, and you couldn’t help but be nervous about it. 

However, all Ransom did was scoff at your worry. His family may not have been super into him as a general rule but if he knew anything at all, it was that they would love you. 

You were a well-mannered, kind, decent girl who deserved the world and if they couldn’t see that, they didn’t deserve the pleasure of your company. 

You were incredible, and they would realize that as soon as possible. 

“Don’t even worry about that, they’ll think you’re awesome” he assured, reaching over with his free hand to take your hand. He was driving with the other but he would always figure it out when it came to you. 

Maybe it was the fact that Ransom didn’t give a shit about his family’s opinion but whatever went on, it didn’t matter. 

...It wasn’t going to change anything between you. 

“But what if they don’t?” you countered, shocked that he would even dare to be so confident about that. There was a much higher chance that they’d find you bothersome, and he had to know that. 

They could hate you just on principle without knowing anything about you, but it didn’t help that you were wearing a dress that Ransom had bought you. 

...You were sure they wouldn’t like that.

“Well, no time to worry about that now Sweetheart, cause we’re here” he grinned, pointing out the window to the large estate. At first, you thought he was kidding but when you glanced in that direction, you could hardly believe it. 

The home resting there was hardly a house at all. In fact, it was more or less a fortress and you couldn’t believe it. You had never seen a more brilliant place. 

It was incredible. 

“This is your grandfather’s house?” you gasped, eyes wide as you surveyed it. You knew that Ransom’s family had quite a bit of money but you never would have guessed it was that much. 

This was some Bruce Wayne level wealth, and he didn’t even exist. 

Ransom grinned, looking at you out of the corner of his eye. He was a proud guy, but the fact that you were that enthralled by what he’d always had added to his ego. 

One day, he hoped to get you an estate like this. It would be a wonderful place to raise spoiled rotten little rugrats, likely with hunting dogs to chase them around the yard. 

It would be perfect. 

“Yep, this is it” he muttered, parking it in the driveway in the front, turning to you before getting out. “Don’t worry, they’re going to love you” he assured, leaning over to press a gentle kiss to your lips. 

It wasn’t a foolproof plan but by the time Ransom pulled away from you, you were actually feeling much more confident about this whole thing. 

“No matter what happens, you’ll always be my girl” he winked, opening the door with a start. Everyone else was already inside, but Ransom didn’t mind being the last to arrive. 

...Especially not when he had such a catch to show off to his loser family. 

It was a terrible idea really, but by this point, you were completely on board, mostly because he was telling you the truth. 

If Ransom’s family hated you, it may actually increase how in love with you he was, knowing how much he hated them. 

Ransom’s entire family was convened in the front room of Harlan’s house, just talking and catching up. It was supposed to be a time of mourning but that wasn’t going to stop Ransom. 

He had a whole plan around this evening, but in order for it to work, his family had to get to know you first.

...Not that they cared. 

As soon as you two came into the room, all conversation came to a halt. No one knew what to say or do, only exchanging glances between each other. 

They didn’t know what was going on, but nevertheless, Linda was the first to speak. 

“You’re late Ransom. Would it have killed you to show up on time?” she wondered, ignoring the elephant in the room for a moment. 

It was easier than even trying to address that. 

See, you didn’t know it but Ransom had never brought a girl home before, and they weren’t even sure how to react to that…

A simple fact that he’d chosen to keep to himself.

“You know, that’s a poor choice of words, considering-” he smirked, clearly amused with how clever he thought he was. Normally, you would make more of an effort to calm his mouth, but you didn’t have that kind of power here. 

Besides, after all of the things that had gone down between Ransom and his family, you knew better than to interject. 

It wouldn’t get you anywhere. 

“We’re being incredibly rude by the way. Everyone, this is my girlfriend, Y/N” Ransom tutted at them like you would a child. He was really having a good time with this whole thing. 

It was going to get you into a lot of trouble before this was over. 

That was it. That was all he had to say and then the questions ensued. Linda and Richard wanted to know everything about you like if you’d gone to secondary school and where, how much you made, where you worked. If they could think of it, it came out of their mouths. 

Not that the rest of the family was any better. 

Walt, Joni, and Donna were no stranger to putting their noses where they didn’t belong either, which you’d heard from Ransom on many occasions. 

You always assumed that he was being dramatic, but that clearly wasn’t the case. 

...And the entire time, Ransom sat in the middle of it with a huge smile on his face, just taking it all in. 

“Wait a second, is that a Cartier amulette?” 

The voice came from outside the hounding you were currently in the middle of it, but that didn’t mean that you were in any way safe from their upset. 

Everyone turned around to find Meg, sitting on the couch with her phone in hand, staring intently at the chain on your neck. It was a birthday present that Ransom had given you, but you had no idea where it came from. 

Clearly she did though. 

“Maybe, I’m not sure” you shrugged, not understanding why it was that big of a deal. 

However, everyone else in the room could hardly contain their gasps of shock and confusion on their faces. “Not sure? That’s a four thousand dollar necklace” She filled in, as if you were supposed to know that. 

You assumed it was expensive when he gave it to you, but you never guessed that it was that much. 

“Ransom? Did you buy that? That is such an irresponsible use of your money” Linda huffed, finding it hard to believe, though before the conversation could go on any further, you heard the man you loved clear his throat. 

“If you don’t like that, you’re gonna hate this” Ransom smiled, standing from his chair only to kneel down in front of you, pulling the biggest diamond ring you’d ever seen from his jacket. 

...You should have known. 

That was why he’d asked you to come here. You should have been upset that he was using your engagement to get back at his family, but you couldn’t because you were too busy saying yes. 

The rest of his family would just have to accept the fact that Ransom was going to spoil you, for the rest of your lives.  

[the-iceni-bitch]

You are the Best Thing

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x fem!Reader

Words: ~2.4k

Summary: You try to get Ransom to warm up to your dog.

Warnings: teeth rotting fluff, explicit language, explicit sexual content (unprotected vaginal sex), gradually softening Ransom, OTP, SMUT!!!! 18+ ONLY!!!

A/N: I’m at that weird point in my cycle between ovulation and PMS which means I just want all the soft, snuggly shit, sorry! Anyway, this is just too fucking cute please enjoy!

PS: reader is a veterinarian and folks in vet med tend to have very honest terms of endearment for their animals (ie dumbass, idiot, asshole, etc.) promise we still love them though!!!

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You grinned at Ransom as he squirmed uncomfortably, looking unsure about what to do with his hands as you came back into the room.

It was his first time spending the night that you hadn’t pawned your dog off on your neighbor Becca and her two kids who loved him like their own. Now Fionn was trying to drop his favorite duck into Ransom’s lap as the asshole gave him a disgusted look.

“How’s it going?” You teased, your idiot golden turning away from your boyfriend and wagging his whole body as he pranced towards you.

You picked up the toy when he dropped it at your feet and tossed it across the living room and down the hall, Fionn turning so fast his feet scrabbles on your hardwood floor as he moved to chase it. Ransom just rolled his eyes as you sank beside him on the couch and leaned against his shoulder.

“Really don’t see why you couldn’t have just sent him to your neighbor’s again.” He mumbled, grimacing as the dog came loping back into the room and tried to get him to take the duck.

“You’re spending half your time here, Hugh.” You sighed, grabbing the duck and tugging on it while Fionn growled playfully and tried to hold onto it. “As much as those kids love him, I can’t keep shoving him off on them whenever you want to spend the night here. You’re gonna have to get used to having him around.”

You finally got the duck away from him and tossed it a few feet away, laughing lightly as he pounced on it before squeaking it obsessively as he settled down. Ransom just huffed as he wrapped his arms around you and nuzzled into your hair.

“Fine.” He muttered as he tried to snake his hands under your sweater. “Could we at least make out or something?”

“I thought we could maybe watch a movie or something first.” You sighed as he brushed his lips behind your ear and pulled your further into his lap. “Cause sometimes... wait, Fionn, no!!”

The dumbass had seen the two of you snuggling and decided to join, hopping on top of you and trying to burrow between you.

“Oh, goddamn it!” Ransom spluttered when Fionn managed to lick his face happily.

You sighed with exasperation as Ransom crawled out from underneath you, running his hands over his face and making annoyed noises as he moved to the kitchen.

“Baby, it’s just a little slobber!” You said as you pushed the dog off you and rose from the couch, rubbing his ears to keep him from jumping all over you.

“It’s not just the slobber.” He groaned, as he splashed water on his face. “I’m covered in hair.”

“Ok grumpy.” You said with a mock pout as you walked towards him. “Let’s go on a walk to the park and throw the ball around, hmm? Maybe some fresh air will help move the stick out of your ass.”

“I don’t have a stick in my ass.” He whined as you moved to grab the leash and the chuck-it. “That thing is a fucking cock blocker.”

“Yeah, you’re such a little cockblocker aren’t you?” You cooed as you hooked Fionn into his harness while he bubbled with excitement. “C’mon Hugh.”

Ransom just sighed as he moved to follow you, taking the chuck-it when you handed it to him and locking your front door.

You rolled your eyes as he scuffed his feet behind you, really dragging along until you turned and tapped your foot at him impatiently. He grunted when you wrapped your fingers through his and dragged him after you, finally getting him to keep pace when you stuck your hand in his back pocket.

“See? Isn’t this nice?” You said when he wrapped his arm around your waist and finally started to relax.

“It’s fine.” He said grudgingly as you gave the leash a light tug to keep Fionn from sniffing his fourth bush since you had started the walk. “Weather’s nice.”

“Wow, scintillating conversation, Hugh.” You said sarcastically. “You know we can still have regular conversations when the dog’s around, right?”

“Yeah, I know.” He sighed. “So is this thing going to come everywhere with us now?”

“He has a name, you asshole.” You said, letting the dog off leash as you arrived at the field. “Just throw the ball.”

“How does this thing even work?” He said, looking at the chuck-it like it was the most confusing thing he’d ever seen.

“Oh my god, give it to me.” You sighed, hefting it before flinging the ball as far as you could as the dog took off after it. “See, easy. You’re throwing the next one Hugh.”

You smiled as you watched your stupid dog come sprinting back towards you, dropping the ball at Ransom’s feet when he saw he was holding the chuck-it. Ransom let out a deep sigh and held his breath as he bent to pick up the slobber covered ball like it was carrying a disease, making your roll your eyes at him. He put the ball in the chuck-it and heaved it, his muscular shoulders able to get it a good deal further than yours could and sending the dog flying after it.

The rest of the afternoon went pretty well. You could see Ransom starting to relax as he settled into the rhythm of playing fetch. The only minor problem was when Fionn took a squat in the middle of the field and maintained eye contact with Ransom the entire time, making you crack up as he gagged and turned away, leaving you to clean it up.

“How ya feeling?” You asked once you noticed Fionn starting to slow down, picking up the ball and putting it back into your bag as you stepped closer to Ransom.

“Good, that was fun!” He said, grinning at you.

You were a little too turned on with how he looked right now, his normally perfectly coiffed hair falling into his eyes that were shining brightly. His cheeks were a little flushed and he was slightly breathless as he rolled as sleeves up, not pulling away when Fionn started rubbing against his legs.

“Great.” You said, your voice cracking a little when he absentmindedly reached down to rub under Fionn’s collar.

You cleared your throat to cover as you bent to hook Fionn back up, trying to ignore the stupid fluttering feeling in your chest.

“I can walk him back.” He said, taking the leash from you and wrapping his other hand around your waist.

“Oh, ok.” You said in an upsettingly small voice as he started to guide you out of the park. “Don’t let him sniff everything or it’ll take forever.”

He just grinned at you and you returned the expression, leaning into his shoulder. You walked back to your place slowly, content enough with each other’s company that you spent the journey in silence.

You unlocked the door when you arrived and unhooked the harness after Ransom gave it a sad attempt. Fionn picked up his duck and carried it to his bed, doing a couple of turns before he settled in with a sigh.

“I’m gonna make us some popcorn and grab a couple of beers, why don’t you choose a movie?” You said as Ransom headed to your couch and sank into it.

“Sure, you got any preference babe?” He shouted after you as he turned on the TV.

“I dunno, something classic? Maybe a little funny?” You called as you waited for the microwave to finish with your popcorn. “IPA?”

“Yeah.” He yelled back. “I picked Clue.”

You grabbed a hazy for him and a stout for yourself when the microwave beeped and you grabbed the bag to pour into a big bowl. You balanced it in one forearm and gripped the bottles by the necks in one hand as you headed back to the living room.

“That’s perfect baby, glad to see my good taste is rubbing off on you.” You said with a grin as you walked in.

He beamed back at you and you stopped short when you saw him.

Fionn has jumped up on the couch and was laying with his head in Ransom’s lap. Your boyfriend was rubbing his hand over the dog’s head as he leaned back on the sofa, the two of them looking so relaxed and content with each other that your heart just about melted.

“Fuck me.” You said, cursing your ovaries as you felt your stomach flip and turned to set everything back on the kitchen counter.

“Something wrong, babe?” Ransom called, sitting up a little as he looked after you, making Fionn move his head.

“No! Just a sec.” You shouted over your shoulder, grabbing a dental chew from your cupboard. “Fionn, what’s this?”

The golden perked up and trotted towards you cheerfully, taking the chew when you offered it and heading back to his bed. Ransom gave you a confused look as you grabbed his wrist and started to steer him towards the bedroom.

“Honey the movie...”

“Shut up, and close the door!” You said as you pulled him into your bedroom. “We only have a second before the idiot realizes we’re not there anymore.”

He shut the door behind him and turned to ask you more questions, but you didn’t give him the chance before you jumped up and wrapped yourself around him. You smashed your mouth to his and wound your hands through his hair as he gave a small sound of surprise.

“What are we doing, babe?” He grinned against your lips as he walked you to the bed.

“You just did really good with the dog.” You murmured as you pressed into him further.

“And that does it for you?” He teased, his hands moving under your sweater to unhook your bra.

“Guess so.” You sighed, working on unbuttoning his shirt as he pulled your sweater over your head. “Let’s not examine it too closely though.”

“No?” He said with a smirk as he dropped you on the bed. “What if we take him on a road trip to the coast for a little bit of camping?”

“Stop teasing me Hugh!” You moaned as he bent to run his lips over your throat, his fingers moving to unbutton your jeans.

“Sorry, honey, it’s so easy.” He muttered, sliding your jeans and panties off before moving to undo his own fly.

You propped yourself on your elbows to watch him as he stepped out of his jeans and boxer briefs before diving back on top of you. He pressed his lips to yours softly and you sighed into his mouth, arching your back so your chest was pressed against his while his hands pressed into your hips.

He brought a hand between the two of you to line himself up and you whined as you felt his tip teasing against your entrance. He pressed his hips forward slowly and groaned into your mouth as he felt you flutter and stretch around him. You nipped at his lips as he started moving in smooth strokes, dragging his cock over all those spots that made you see stars.

“Fuck, Y/N.” He growled as you slid your knees up his sides until they were pressed against his ribs, letting him slip even further into you. “You’re taking my cock so good baby.”

“Yeah? I fucking love when you’re inside me.” You purred, running your tongue along his bottom lip as you moved your hips to meet his. “You make me feel so good.”

“You need this big cock in your tight little pussy?” He hummed, grinding against your clit and grinning as he watched your eyes roll back in your head as your cunt clenched around him.

“Shit, right there Ransom.” You moaned, your hands tugging on his hair as you felt your core starting to tighten. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna come.”

Your entire body tightened around him as you moaned into his mouth, your fingers gripping his hair and your knees squeezing his sides as your pussy seized around him. He growled against your lips when he felt you flutter around his cock, your release coating his cock as he fucked you through it.

You squeezed his sides with your legs again and rolled until he was pinned underneath you, beaming at the tiny sound of surprise he made at your sudden movement. You pressed a quick peck to his lips before sitting up, hissing as you felt his cock hit you even deeper at the new angle.

“Shit, baby.” He muttered as you started to ride him, moving up and down on his length in quicker and quicker thrusts. “Ah, I’m not gonna last long.”

He bucked up into you and bit his lip as he watched your tits bounce. You yelped as he sat up and bent his knees, tucking his heels under his thighs so he could really drive into you. He moved to bury his face in your neck as he wrapped his arms around you.

His breath hitched as he felt you clenching around him again as your nails dug into his back painfully.

“Fuck, I wanna feel you come again. Please baby.” He muttered into your shoulder as his cock started twitching inside you.

“Ransom.” You whined as you came again, your pussy spasming around him wildly as you sobbed into his hair.

“Oh shit.” He hissed, pressing you down to him as his cock throbbed inside you until he shot his cum into you with a series of stuttering thrusts.

You moved your face to his and he pressed his lips against your own hungrily as the two of you came down. He held you tightly to him as he laid back against the bed, pressing you to his chest with a contented sigh.

“Who would’ve thought you’d be into the domestic shit, babe?” He murmured into your hair as he ran his fingers over your spine.

“Shut up, asshole.” You said as you nuzzled into his chest. “You’re the one who loves my dog.”

You heard scrabbling at the bedroom door and then the door opened suddenly and a bundle of blonde fur came barreling into the room and leapt on top of the two of you, making you scream as Ransom let out a steady stream of curses.

“He can open doors?!” He yelled as he bolted out of the bed to pull his clothes back on quickly.

“I guess!” You cried as you dove under the covers to escape the exuberant assault. “Next time lock it!”

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