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ghostofaboy · 9 months ago

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Finally and Final

Pairing: Javier Peña/Steve Murphy Rating: Explicit. Serious over 18s only Word count: 2444

Warnings: Hand job, period typical homophobia, infidelity

Summary: At first, Javi believes Steve is angry with him, but it turns out it's something else entirely.

Note: This has not been beta read, so I apologize for any mistakes. My first time writing Stavier, but I fucking love them as a pairing. This was a request from Anonymous as part of my 100 Follower Celebration.

It was clear Steve was still mad at him. Only the week before, he'd shoved Javi up against the wall in the embassy, hissing accusations in his face before storming off. Javi hadn’t done what Steve accused him of, of course he hadn’t, but he did need Steve to be onboard with what came next in the fight with Escobar.

But in that moment, instead of defending himself, all Javi had been able to think about was Steve's breath on his face, how warm his hands were and how hard Steve had made him. Heading home, Javi had jacked off to the thought in the shower, covering the tiles in his come before climbing into bed and pushing the deviant thoughts of his partner out of his mind.

Now Escobar was out of his bullshit prison and the hunt was back on, that should have been good news. Except, Steve’s wife Connie had also returned to Miami, leaving Steve a drunken mess. He’d been damn lucky Messina hadn’t sent him home then and there. Javi had vouched for him, explained the situation, and that seemed to be good enough for their new boss. Javi had thought it would also be good enough to win Steven over. But apparently not.

Now Steve was glaring at him as they went over tedious reports filled with nothing that was remotely helpful to their goals for finding Escobar once more. As he looked up from his desk, Javi could see those blue eyes were analyzing him, watching his every movement, taking in every detail.

“What?” Javi finally snapped, prompting a smirk from Steve. “You’ve been staring at me all fucking day.”

“No law against it.” Steve’s drawl sounded thicker than usual and as he glanced to the other agent’s left, Javi spotted an empty whiskey glass sitting on Steve’s desk.

“Damn it Murphy.” Javi ran a hand down his face, dropping his voice to a whisper. “You’re drunk? Here? Are you serious?”

“I’m not fuckin’ drunk.” Steve scowled.

“Then quit fucking staring at me.” Javi frowned. “Or else people’ll think you’re sweet on me.”

It had been a throwaway line. A joke meant to break the tension. Something that Javi had said to Steve a thousand times before and gotten a “fuck you” or a laugh from. But as the words left his mouth, Javi watched in fascination as Steve’s face flushed, his eyes trained on Javi’s lips and a flicker of embarrassment danced across his handsome face.

“Fuck this.” Steve muttered, pushing himself up from his desk abruptly and striding out of the office space. “I need a break.”

Javi just sat there watching Steve’s ass as he left, the realization of the moment hitting him and twisting inside him uncomfortably. Sure, he’d been lusting after Steve since the blond had landed in Bogotá, but Steve was married. And up until very recently happily married. Lusting after someone he knew he couldn’t have was one thing, Javi was used to it whenever he met a handsome man. But the slither of possibility that Steve’s eyes had offered him just then was something Javi hadn’t had to deal with before, and he wasn’t sure how to feel about that.

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Steve hadn’t returned to his desk by the time the sky went dark outside and the men of the Search Bloc were chatting about calling it a day. Glancing around as they filled out, Javi knew he had to go find Steve, but quietly without drawing attention. Grabbing his gun, jacket and pack of cigarettes, Javi set out to start checking all the places the blond could have slipped off to.

It had taken a surprisingly short amount of time to find Steve. After checking the cafeteria, bunks and bathrooms, Javi had remembered something Steve had said about an unsecured outbuilding on the every edge of the school grounds where Search Bloc, and themselves, were now based. It was filled with old boxes of files, the original contents of which were far too water damaged to make sense of. Whatever it had originally been used for, Javi had no idea, but as he quietly made his way over to the boarded up structure, sure enough there was a small light inside.

Sitting on a chair that looked like it was a stiff breeze away from collapsing was Steve, thumbing through a very beat up looking magazine. At his feet an old lantern was giving off a soft warm glow, although how wise it was to have that in a room filled with paper, Javi wasn’t sure. Approaching the slightly ajar door, Javi coughed lightly, prompting Steve to quickly roll up the magazine and raise his head to meet his partner’s gaze before dropping it back down slowly.

“What are you doing out here, Murphy?” Javi slipped inside before leaning against the door frame. The whole room smelt of damp, musty paper and sweat.

“Just thinkin’.” Steve offered a lopsided smile, still not meeting Javi’s eyes. “You were lookin’ for me?”

“Course I was.” Javi took a step forward to crouch in front of Steve, trying to get him to look at Javi. “Was worried about you.”

“Yeah?” Steve let out a mirthless laugh. “I’m ok. I just needed…” Steve trailed off, shrugging and running his thumb over the worn magazine.

“Look, about before-”

“Forget it.” Steve shook his head. “Look, get outta here, man. You’ve got better things to do than babysit my sorry ass.”

“True.” Javi gave a small laugh. “But I don’t want to just leave you here like… this. You wanna go grab a drink?”

Steve just shook his head. “Not really in a social mood.”

“Fair enough.” Javi nodded, letting silence fill the space. Not moving from his position in front of Steve, Javi found his eyes being drawn to the rolled up magazine that the other man was still clutching.

Steve had rolled it up as soon as Javi had come in, not letting the other man get a look at what it was. Small pieces of the faded cover peeked out from between Steve’s fingers, and Javi knew immediately what kind of magazine it was. He had plenty of them at home and the more he looked, the more skin he could see, then a nipple. Yeah, he had plenty of these at his apartment.

Looking over Steve slyly, Javi started to take in the details he’d missed when he’d first entered the small building. Steve’s flushed cheeks, the crumpled up pieces of paper he’d used to clean up with, and the most obvious, the not quite zipped up fly of his jeans.

“You, er, you want me to leave you for some more quality alone time?” Javi chuckled, motioning to the magazine in Steve’s hand, watching as the other man’s face grew redder.

“It’s not like that.” Steve’s eyes shot up. “I mean, I just found it and-”

“Hey, I’m not judging.” Javi held his hands up in mock surrender. “You know how many of those I’ve got at my place? Which one is it, maybe I’ve got it?”

Steve didn’t answer, his hands curling tighter around the magazine, as his eyes studied Javi’s face. At first, Javi was confused. Sure, Steve was married, but every guy jacks off, right? So what if he’d found a dirty magazine and spanked one out. But then, achingly slowly, it started to dawn on Javi why Steve was reacting like this. The beads of sweat on his temple, his large dark pupils as he watched Javi lick his bottom lip, the twitch under his jeans that not even the thick denim could hide.

“Like I said,” Javi swallowed hard, locking eyes with Steve, “maybe I’ve got that one.”

Steve nodded, understanding Javi’s meaning, and slowly loosened his grip on the magazine. Gradually, it unfurled in Steve’s trembling hand, letting Javi get a better glimpse at the oiled up ass cheeks on the man on the cover. Huh, he did have that one at home, Javi thought as he pushed down an amused chuckle.

“You got a favorite in there?” Javi growled out, locking his eyes with Steve’s again as he reached for the zipper of the other man’s jeans. “I like the one near the end. The one dressed like a cowboy.” Tugging the denim open, Javi carefully pulled out Steve’s hardening cock. “I like his ass. You?”

“Yeah.” Steven nodded, licking his lips and shifting his hips to help Javi free his dick. “Yeah, he’s… he’s hot. Nice thick… fuck… nice cock.”

“Yeah.” Javi began to slowly pump Steve, pulling a gasp from the blond. “You know, I used to watch the guys my dad would hire. There was one, when I was about 16, he’d get changed in the barn. He knew I watched.”

“You ever… fuck… you ever do anythin’ with him?” Steve moaned out, bucking his hip slightly as Javi stroked his cock steadily.

“First cock I ever sucked.” Javi chuckled, reaching out with his other hand to clumsily free his own trapped erection. “You ever done anything like this before?”

“No.” Steve’s voice was little more than a whisper as his eyes drifted down to Javi’s thick cock. “Fuck, can we… I mean… shit…”

“Not here.” Javi continued to pump both cocks, gently thumbing over Steve’s head to collect the precum that was beginning to flow. “But another time, somewhere more private. Sure. We can have some fun.”

“Fuck.” A small smile creeped across Steve’s lips as he let his head drop back, exposing his neck, while Javi began to pick up the pace.

The strokes had been slow at first as Javi tested how much Steve would let him do. So each stroke had been tender and leisurely, his fingers sliding down Steve’s shaft pulling quiet gasps and moans from the other man. But now Javi needed to come, he needed to watch Steve come. The spell might break any second, someone could come find them, anything could happen that could mean this might be the only chance Javi got.

Javi’s pumps became more rhythmic, quicker, as he stroked himself and Steve in time. Another time, if he got another shot at this, he’d want to bring their erections together, to touch them, and let the friction of the other's shaft add to the heat. But for now Javi settled for this as his skin prickled with arousal. The coiling tension inside him building with each motion as his whole body throbbed with need.

Steve’s eyes were fixed on Javi’s hands, watching as his thick fingers skirted over hot flesh and pulsing veins coated in their own arousal. His plush lips were slightly parted, flushed as pink as his cheeks, and Javi longed to plunder Steve’s mouth. The only thing stopping him was the thought that actually might be too intimate just yet. A hand job was one thing, a kiss was another. An act more sensual than sexual. Javi didn’t want to rush Steve, he wanted to savor everything he could get.

They were both breathing heavier now, the burning fire inside them desperate to explode, so Javi increased the pace again. It was time for them to finish. And so Javi began to quicken his hand until the stroke turned into frenzied jerks that had Steve clasping a hand over his mouth and Javi biting down on his bottom lip. If anyone were to come in now, he wouldn’t be able to stop, wouldn’t be able to hide what they were doing together. So Javi pushed on, frantically pulling him and Steve to the edge.

Steve came first with a muffled cry. The thick white ropes flying from his cock, coating Javi’s hand and hitting his forearm. The hot release cooling on his skin as Steve trembled in his seat. Javi had only just let go of Steve’s dick and let himself fall back slightly to give the other man a good view before he too came. Letting his head drop back, Javi pinched his eyes shut and growled out a curse as he painted the floor of the room with his seed.

For a moment, the world melted away as Javi allowed himself to dissolve into the pleasure of the moment. His thighs shook as his whole body vibrated with his orgasm, and all Javi could do was ride the brief high. Finally, as it ebbed away, Javi opened his eyes to find Steve slumped in the chair gazing at him.

“Fuck.” Javi panted out, looking around the space for something to clean himself up with. Grabbing some crumpled paper and roughly wiping his arm and hands, Javi turned back to Steve.

The other man seemed in a daze, watching Javi without really seeing, his soft cock still hanging from his open jeans. Tucking himself away, Javi watched as Steve seemed to slowly come back to reality once Javi’s dick was out of view. In a flash, Steve redressed and ran a shaking hand down his flushed, glistening face.

“I… um… shit.” Steve frowned up at Javi.

Opening his mouth to answer, Javi jumped as voices began to drift in through the still ajar door. The two voices, both speaking Spanish, were still a way off, but the effect on Steve was immediate. Leaping up out of the chair, Steve rushed over to the door and peered out.

“Relax.” Javi tried to soothe him, taking in the scene in the area. Come spattered the floor, alongside gay porn, and the scent of sex hung in the air. “Come on, as soon as they pass we’ll leave. Get somewhere more… well… more private.”

Still staring out the door, Steve just nodded. Then after a few moments waved Javi over for the two of them to leave. Walking briskly across the campus, Javi could see Search Bloc officers jogging in the distance, others were walking and chatting while he and Steve made a beeline for the bunk room and straight to their sparse room. If only they knew of what the two gringos had just done in that outbuilding.

Once safely inside, Javi slumped down onto the thin mattress of his bed, while Steve shakily lit a cigarette before offering the pack to Javi. As they sat smoking in silence, Javi had a sinking feeling that this was never going to be mentioned again by Steve. Once the sun came up, it would be as though he never happened as far as Steve was concerned. He’d go back to trying to fix things with Connie, and Javi would have to return to his hookers. And the worst part was, Javi was almost sure he could live with that.

#javier peña #steve murphy #javier peña x steve murphy #steve murphy x javier peña #stavier #narcos #requested fic

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tortoisesshells · 9 months ago

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Throwback Thursday Sunday

@starsuncounted & @jomiddlemarch tagged me to share an oldie but goodie—thank you!

The rule is to share a fic older than a week, and 2021 was over a week ago, so: Suffer a Sea Change (PotC, one-sided Norrington/Elizabeth, Norrington & Jack, Elizabeth & Jack, ~5000 words), which features musing on matrimonial discontent, magnetic anomalies, and at least one extremely obvious metaphor - all on the voyage to the Isla de Muerta. I'm not usually proud of my fic, but!

“It’s what it does. Sold five years’ worth of dreams and a piece of Ponce de León’s map of the road to Bimini to a powerful witch for the damn thing,” Sparrow said, “A bargain, really; dreamless sleep’s a blessing when you get where I’ve got.” “Your broken compass is – you expect me to believe your compass is enchanted?" “I don’t expect it. Curious if you will believe it, though.” “I don’t,” said Norrington, who was starting to feel ridiculous for even having this conversation out loud. “Ah. How dull. And I suppose you believe Charleton, that the Morgana of the Messina Strait is just the crystal bits and bobs of the sand and antimony in the Sicilian hills, and that hot sun of the Med making the sky a mirror?” “A more likely explanation than a fairy queen of England conjuring Palladian cities off Sicily,” Norrington shot back. Sparrow, irksome as ever, merely shrugged. “The compass points to the Pearl because I want it to, Commodore. Simple as that.”

Tagging: @johnbly, @enchi-elm, @shoshiwrites, @mercurygray, @teamtadpole, @admiraleyk, @foolishpsychopomp, @itsalongwaytotipperary, and you, tumblr denizen reading this!

#tag meme #polkaknox talks #fic #my fic #... 2021 seems like 20 years ago. who was the bright-eyed author who had the energy to write this fic.

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karerasakunamisstrap · 1 year ago

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If jojo characters were in a symphonic orchestra;

THE JOJOS-

Jonathan, Cello 1

Joseph, Solo Tenor saxophone

Jotaro, Violin 2 (from his goodboy days)

Josuke4, Trombone

Giorno, Cello 1

Jolyne, Alto Sax 2

Johnny,

Jousk8, Bassoon 2

JOBROS/TEAMS/HOES

Speedwagon, Viola section chair

Erina Joestar, Flute section chair

Tonpetty, Violin 2

Dire, Euphonium

Straizo, Violin 1

Caesar Zeppeli, Clarinet 1

Lisa Lisa, Cello section chair

Suzi Q, Alto Sax 1

Stroheim, Horn ( & wagner tuba )

Holly Kujo, Viola 1

Kakyoin, Violin section chair

Polnareff, Violin 2

Koichi, Clarinet 2

Okuyasu, solo Bari sax

Rohan Kishibe, Oboe chair

Yukako, Clarinet 3 ( sits next to koichi

Abbachio, Euphonium

Fugo, Cello 2

Narancia, Auxilliary Percussion

Mista, Flute 1

Trish, Solo E flat Clarinet

Ermes, Timpani

Foo, trumpet

Weather, Piano

Anasui, Flute

Lucy steel, Viola 2

Diego, Bass clarinet Chair

Hot pants, Trumpet

Yasuho, Tuba

Rai, Trumpet

Joshu, "Percussion" grandpa made him do it

Karera, Bass

Kira8, Bassoon Chair (prefers french bassoons)

EXCEPTIONS SO FAR

Johnny doubles on Banjo and Guitar but hasn't played much.

Gyro plays the Lute for chamber music.

Will Zeppeli, Bruno, and Norisuke would all be the Conductors, each all playing piano and respectively maining on oboe, Tenor Voice and Viola.

Wekapipo is a baritone voice, and the orchestra has no choir.

Emporio is in the audience

Mountain tim plays the Guitar, and sings, around halfway between baritone and tenor.

Avdol Is in the audience, he plays the Duduk and has visited as a soloist but more frequently just spectates.

George Joestar I and Steven steel are the people setting this ensemble up and funding it.

Loggins and Messina are a Wham!, Hall and Oates, or Simon and Garfinkel type duo

VILLAINS, MINOR AND MAJOR

Dio brando. Visiting Violin Soloist

Tarkus & Bruford, trained in Natural horn ( one of the rings was a horn ) but currently playing Modern Horn

Jack the ripper, Violin 3 (trained for part 1 but put in 3 because everyone hates him and knows he'll be upset)

Doobie... Auxiliary percussion

Kars, opera bass

Esidesi is not allowed in the building or it will burn down, but he excels in handdrumming

Wamuu, expert in all things flute. doubles on piccolo and alto flute, for a little more range in the section

Wired Beck... Auxiliary percussion

Enya, former Clarinetist

Vanilla Ice, Cello 2

D'arby brothers, both on pitched percussion

N'Doul, Visiting piano soloist. very famous! like if stevie wonder preferred classical

Steely Dan, Trumpet 2

Yoshikage Kira, bass trombone. but he hasn't done much since college...

Yuya Fungami, Bass

Tonio, Oboe, but prefers his doubled Cor Angalis

Diavolo, Alto Clarinet & Bass Clarinet 2

Doppio, Contrabass Clarinet ( Rarely gets to play )

Risotto, Trombone chair

Ghiaccio, Piano ( every other instrument makes him angry about the design )

Prosciutto, Clarinet 2

Gwess, Flute, but she cares more about eating pussy than music. it's admirable to us all.

Pucci, organ

Lang Rangler... Snare drum

Blackmore, Violin 2

Magent Magent, Viola 2

Dr Ferdinand, Cello 2

Jobin, Trombone 3

Kei nijimura, Violin 3

Yotsuyu, Violin 2

Aisho, clarinet 2

Urban Guerilla, Viola 1

VILLAIN EXCEPTIONS

Hol horse plays the guitar

Akira Otoishi :)

Keicho certainly plays electric bass

Cioccolata is too busy being himself with his boyslave to do any music. he did learn violin once upon a time.

Squalo and Tiziano are jazzers

Leaky eye luca is a lounge singer

illuso is a famous singer/songwriter/musician and Formaggio plays bass for him

Pesci just goes fishing

Melone just games instead of playing any instruments

Johngalli A. is a dancer

all of dio's children are too lazy or just care about only other things

Miraschon had a habit of betting other musicians to play stuff for money and got kicked out by old joestar. played violin 2

Funny Valentine, Steel guitar

Ringo Roadagain, jaw harp and 12 string guitar

The eleven men are their own choir.

Sandman chooses not to participate in western music

Oyecomova plays the timbale drums ( yes, just like tito puente )

Tooru learned everything from guitar to flute over his very long life but just acts like a teenager right now and doesn't use much of it

Damo Tamaki, says he can play sax and can't

IN CONCLUSION; i need more things to do with my time. see you when i make a jazz group of jojo characters ❤️❤️

#jojo's bizarre adventure #jojolion

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