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[misconceptionmistress]

Homecoming

Pairing: Hangman x female reader (first person (no use of Y/N)) Synopsis: Hangman arrives home early from a deployment to surprise you Word Count: 1.3k+ Warnings: smut (seriously this is 18+), mentions of masturbation, oral sex (f receiving), protected p in v sex (wrap it before you tap it y’all), multiple orgasms, Hangman is his own smut warning

This is a rewrite of an old story (combined with some other parts of other writings I've done as the original was never finished). I took a poll on who people wanted a homecoming romp with, and Jake was the winner. Sorry this has taken so long to get out! I did a brief proofread after finishing, so apologies for any mistakes or if this just sucks 🙃

18+ content below, do not interact if you’re a minor.

I woke up around 6AM thinking I heard something, but as I lay listening there was no noise out of the ordinary. I closed my eyes and tried to get comfortable again, rolling onto my side and stretching my leg out. My leg rubbed against something hard, and my eyes shot open immediately. I should have been alone in my bed, but there was a shirtless, green eyed, naval aviator lying next to me.

"Hi babe." Jake said quietly, and I threw my arms around him.

"What are you doing here? You weren't supposed to be home until tonight."

"I can leave and come back then if you'd like."

"Only if you want to die a slow and painful death." I said grumpily and he laughed, kissing me gently.

"Are you sure you didn't know I was coming home early?" He asked.

"How could I have?"

"Well, you've got a sexy nightie on," he started before lifting the sheet to look at me.

"I've been wearing it for 2 nights now," I laughed "but I will admit you have good timing."

"Why's that?" He asked and I slid the hem of my nightgown up, revealing my lacy black underwear.

"Well hellllooo." He replied, wiggling his eyebrows at me before pulling me back against him for a deeper kiss.

"Fuck, I missed you so much." I said as my leg wrapped over his hip, and I ran my hands up his abs.

"Same. I thought about you every night."

"Did you ever touch yourself while you thought about me?" I asked a little shyly.

"Almost every day." He replied and I groaned slightly.

"Shit." I said under my breath as my heartbeat picked up.

"Did you ever think about me in bed and get hot and have to take care of it cause you were so turned on you couldn't stand it?" He asked, running his hands up and down my sides.

"You always make me hot, Jake." I told him and I could feel his cock twitch against me.

"Good. It better only be me." He said, before crashing his lips into mine and rolling us over so he had me pinned beneath him.

My hips rolled against up his and we both groaned into the kiss.

"Jake, please..." I mumbled against his lips.

"Please what?" He asked, smirking down at me.

"You know what." I replied.

"You need this so bad, don't you baby?"

"I have for a month now..."

"Then let's get cracking." He grinned, shifting to pull my nightgown off me.

His gaze trailed lazily over me before he kissed down my middle, gently caressing his hands over my breasts as he made his way further down my body. His kisses teased the inside of my thighs until his mouth was pressed over the top of my panties, torturing and pleasing me at the same time.

“Jake,” I sighed, and he moved to pull my panties down my legs. He then spread my legs gently, kissing the inside of both my thighs before lowering his head to push his tongue against me.

I groaned as his tongue flicked across my clit; one of my hands finding its way into his hair, the other gripping the sheet on the bed.

“You’re incredible” he said with a moan, in between sliding his tongue through my folds and sucking gently on my clit.

He slipped a finger inside of me, curling it to press against my g spot.

“You’re almost ready to cum aren’t you baby? I can feel how wet you’re getting and you're clenching so tight on my finger.” he said as he added another finger, and I felt the coil in my stomach tighten. Jake was an expert at pretty much everything he took interest in, and he was very interested in my body and making me feel good.

"Please," I begged before breaking into another loud moan as he upped his pace.

“Cum for me, baby." he said, and I broke. One of my hands came off the pillow and to the back of his head, holding him to me as I started to come undone. My legs were shaking as he sucked on my clit and fingered me through my orgasm.

"Fuck! Jakeeeeeee," I moaned, "fuckkkkkkk."

"Good girl." He said with a smile.

As I came back down from my orgasm, he slipped his boxers off and reached for a condom in the bedside table. I took the packet from his hands, ripping it open and caressing a hand down his length before sliding the condom on.

"Ready?" He asked, rubbing the head of himself against my clit.

"Please" I whined, and he smirked before obliging.

As he slid into me fully my eyes rolled back in my head, and I cried out at the feelings rushing through me.

He started moving slowly, both of us groaning at the sensation.

"Fuck, Darlin, you're so tight."

"Oh god; go harder." I begged and he pushed in and out of me quicker.

"You always feel so good after I've been away. So tight and just like you've been waiting for me to stretch you out again." Jake said, sliding a hand down between us to play with my clit.

"Mmmm... Jake I needed this so bad."

"I know baby. Me too."

"Jake..." I gasped as he shifted his position and pushed up against my front wall, hitting me effectively and sending stars into my vision as he thrust hard repeatedly and rolled my clit between two long fingers.

“Do you think you can give me another one?” he asked.

“If you put in the work, yes.” I grinned and he smirked down at me.

“You’re asking for trouble now.” His head lowered to suck at my left nipple as his other hand came up to pay attention to the right. His hips were still snapping against mine rapidly.

"Fuck. Jake... baby..." I gasped, trying to get some air into my lungs as he assaulted me with pleasure. My legs shook from the effort of holding back but the fire was spreading rapidly across my body, and I knew it was a matter of seconds now. I quivered underneath him, clawing across and down his back as he pounded into me, and my second release shot through my body.

“Goddamn. I forgot how good it feels to be inside you when you let go like that. I almost blew at that babygirl.” He said roughly into my ear, and I laughed lightly.

“It’s your fault.”

“You’re welcome for that.” He kissed me gently as he continued to thrust softly into me.

“My turn.” I replied, wrapping my legs around his waist and taking him by surprise as I rolled us over and sat up in his lap.

“Fuck. You know I like it when you ride me baby.”

“I know. Lay back and enjoy it, Jake.”

I started to roll my hips slowly against his and watched his eyes slide closed at the feeling. I ran my hands over his abs and settled them on his chest for some leverage as I moved up and down over him.

“Shit.” He ground out, gripping my hips and thrusting up off the mattress to meet me. Our pace was becoming more frantic as he raced for the end.

“Just like that, Lieutenant.” I groaned, scratching my nails along his chest.

His thrusts grew sloppier each second, and he groaned as he came. He'd turned into a shaking, swearing mess and I loved knowing I was the one who made him that way. He pressed a kiss to my lips before rolling us, so we were laying on our sides as we tried to settle our breathing and heartrates.

“I’m gonna have to make sure I keep a shirt on around the squad.” He laughed, looking down at the scratch marks I left on his chest.

“You probably have some on your back, too.” I chuckled.

“What can I say, my girl’s an animal.” He grinned.

“Welcome home, Aviator.” I smiled as he leaned over to press a kiss to my lips.

[of-many-aus]

Hey y’all! I don’t know if any of you remember my ‘Take Me Out to the Ballgame’ series but I haven’t written for it in a WHILE bc everything’s just been so busy, but I’d love to get back into it again!

While I work on a new chapter, would anyone be interested in sending little blurb/ drabble ideas for me to write to get my motivation back??

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[girl-next-door-writes]

I Just Want You For My Own

Characters: Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Steve is rather taken with you strange Christmas tradition, especially when he learns where it came from.

Word Count: 1244 words

Prompt: #5: Character A explains one of their winter holiday traditions to Character B

A/N: The wonderful @misconceptionmistress chose this prompt and I absolutely LOVE it. I could have gone for Steve explaining something from his past, but I couldn’t resist writing about one of my childhood traditions. 

"No. Absolutely not! You are NOT bringing that thing in here!" Tony was on his feet as soon as he saw you stumbling into the room, unable to see your face past the hideous tree in your arms. It was only a few feet tall and could barely be considered a tree after all this time. More tinsel than tree, garish ornaments adorning the remaining branches and multicoloured lights flickering in various patterns. You would be the first to admit that it was bloody awful, but a tradition is a tradition.

"You say this every year, Stark, and every year I tell you that it is only for one day and that you love this stupid tree as much as anyone." You smirked, placing the tree down, shedding a few of the decorations as it jostled.

"I hate that fucking tree." He pouted, sinking back into his chair and glaring at the offending article.

"Okay. Is someone going to tell me what all this is about?" Steve asked, looking from Tony to you as he bent over and retrieved a small troll doll dressed as and angel from where it had fallen, amusement dancing in his eyes as he handed the ridiculous trinket back to you.

"Thanks." You smiled brightly. "The tree will be very generous to you this year."

"The tree?" he chuckled, raising an eyebrow as he glanced at the decoration dubiously.

"That stupid tree is ridiculous and I hate it." Tony grumbled.

"And that attitude will not help when it comes to your gift." You knelt down beside the tree and began to pull out small, poorly wrapped gifts and place them under the monstrosity.

"So... what's with the tree?" Steve asked, bending down beside you and looking at the various things hanging from it.

"Okay, it's stupid really, but it's kinda become this thing so you're all stuck with it." You began to explain, pausing briefly in your actions to turn and look at him with a half smile. "So, growing up, my grandparents would have this tatty old tree. I've no clue why because they would also have this amazing real tree all beautifully decorated, but in the dining room there's be this tree where they put all the crappy ornaments the kids had made over the years, like truly awful. Anyway, on the 12th of December, every year, we would get a present 'from the tree'. As if the tree had gone out and bought us something, or stolen it because I can't see a tree having any cash available to it."

Steve chuckled at your rambling, now fully invested in watching your face as you spoke. If he tried hard enough, he could pretend that it was just the two of you sharing some sort of secret.

"So, right, the tree, it would give us the worst gifts ever! I mean, they were good for a tree, but there was bracelets that turned your wrist green, earings that didn't match, pens that exploded ink everywhere, really the worst. One year, I got a set of highlighters. That was a good year!" You grinned and Steve shuddered slightly as your hand came to rest on his upper arm.

"Highlighters?"

"Yep. Much better than the time I got bubble bath that gave me a rash. Anyway, I have no clue why my grandparents did this, but the tradition kinda stuck. The team, this rabble, they are like my family, so now the 'tree' gives you all shit gifts on the 12th of December and there's nothing Tony can do to stop me." You looked over at Stark with a shit eating grin.

"Oh man! It's Tree Day!" Clint bounded into the room and landed on the sofa, childish excitement all over his face.

"Tree Day? That's today?" Scott slid into the room in his socks, quickly joined by the rest of the team.

Once everybody was seated, you began to hand out gifts, waiting until it had been opened before you distributed the next one. The tree definitely did not disappoint.

Tony sighed as the crappy stressball the tree had given him burst, spraying it's insides all over him. Scott was overjoyed at the slinky which continually got tangled. Bucky had a beautiful pen that didn't work and Nat had a notebook with paper so shiny that it was impossible to write on. Rhodey chuckled as he scrunched his nose up at the stench of his new aftershave, and Wanda looked sceptically at her cheap bubble bath. Vision was overjoyed with his knock off Rubik cube which had several sticker missing, as was Clint with his deck of 47 cards. Peter was definitely the winner of best gift and he cheered as he unwrapped the pack of highlighters, Sam won the worst gift award by getting one of those fake cans where you open the top and things are supposed to spring out. It would have been a great gift, if the springs worked.

There was just one gift left beneath the tree and Steve frowned slightly. "Wait, did the tree not get you something?" he asked as you handed him the final parcel.

"Nah, I'm good. My gift is seeing you lot open your tat!" You laughed, looking at him expectantly.

Nodding his head, he turned his attention back to the gift in his hand. It felt slightly squishy and he cautiously peeled back the tape, half expecting something to fall or ooze out. His eyes crinkled at the corners and a warm laugh fell from his lips when he saw what the tree had given him.

"Hey! So not fair!" Sam called out as Steve lifted up his brand new pair of mismatched socks. Not only were they different colours but they were totally different socks, one a thick sport sock about ankle length, the other a navy dress sock with tiny dogs all over it which would reach to mid calf.

"Well, thank you oh mighty and wise tree." Steve addressed the tree, causing you to smile softly. Such a stupid gesture but he sensed it actually meant a lot to you. "I think me and Mr Tree here need to have a talk about next year though. I can't have you missing out on the great gifts."

"I am sure the tree would appreciate help shopping next year, although you will have to be let into the secrets of tree gifting." You said seriously, a twinkle in your eye.

"Is there a ceremony before I learn these secrets? Do we wear special outfits and chant?" He teased.

"Not sure yet, I'll have to discuss it with him and get back to you."

"Does this mean the tree can disappear back to your room until next year?" Tony asked hopefully.

"I think he should stay right here for the rest of Tree Day." Steve shot back and was rewarded with your hand resting on top of his. He could definitely get behind this tradition, especially as it made you so happy.

[misconceptionmistress]

The Top Gun squad and their favorite sex positions:

MINORS DNI. 18+ content w/ links to visuals. NSFW.

Links and (most) blurbs are based on AFAB reader.

Follow up/part 2 here.

Don’t click the hyperlinks if you don’t want visuals

Bob: Outdoors. This man is an adrenaline junkie or he wouldn’t be flying around in jets. Position doesn't matter too much to him, but Bob loves having sex with you outdoors, especially on the deck at your cabin where you can both shout as loud as you want into the woods.

Coyote: Girl on top. He wants it hard and fast and likes when you’re controlling that. Javy wants to spank you and tell you that you take him so well while you bounce on top of him.

Fanboy: Girl on top. But sensual. He loves being able to look in your eyes and caress your breasts while you slowly ride him. Mickey is all about connecting with you and making love over just fucking.

Hangman: Reverse Cowgirl. Firstly, that man has a southern drawl that sneaks out so you know he likes cowgirls. Secondly, I really just think Jake is an ass man.

Payback: Spread Eagle. He loves getting as deep as he possibly can and spreading your legs out helps him do that. Reuben just wants to assure you’re both feeling good while he buries himself in you.

Phoenix: Cunnilingus. Nat doesn’t care how it happens, she just wants her tongue buried in you until you’re screaming her name. She prefers you sitting on her face, but she’s not complaining about other options.

Rooster: Doggy Style. Bradley loves being behind you. He’ll bend you over whatever surface he can or get you face down on the bed for a good fuck and some spanking. He enjoys the feeling of being over you controlling your orgasm.

Thanks for all the love on this one, ya thirsty animals.

[misconceptionmistress]

Traveling to your honeymoon with Fanboy

You're on the way to your honeymoon with Mickey. You’re sitting first class with him on the way to Spain. You are taking a short video to show your friends/family. You also want these memories to look back on.

Fanboy leans in with that big smile on his face, so you pan the camera to him.

“Hey!” He says cutely, a little tipsy from all the champagne the flight attendants have been giving you.

You giggle quietly and cut the video as he buries his face in your neck, blowing a raspberry and causing you to laugh louder.

“Stoppppp.” You say, still laughing lightly as you smack his shoulder.

“You love me.” He says, pulling back to look you in the eyes.

“I do.” You reply with a smile, and his grin widens before he kisses you softly.

“I love you too, Mrs. Garcia”

You don’t think you’ll ever get tired of being called that, and you lean to kiss him again.

He deepens the kiss and you have to force yourself to pull back, breathing harder than you were before

“Babe, we’re in public!” You chastise him quietly.

“Sorry.” He says with that perfect smile that takes you back to the night you met…

You were out shopping for ingredients to make a cake for your friend’s birthday and you noticed him coming the opposite way down the grocery aisle. You tried not to stare, but he was so good looking it was almost impossible.

He noticed you looking, because he was looking right back, and turned that megawatt smile on you.

You were a goner, right then and there… and you had been ever since.

Life with Mickey is such an adventure and you can’t wait to see what your future holds.

Inspired by this video of Danny being adorable af.

[misconceptionmistress]

World Saving Deserves A Reward

Pairing: Joaquín Torres x female reader (no use of Y/N) Synopsis: Joaquín is back from another mission, and you want to thank him for always being out there trying to save the world. Word Count: 880 Warnings: smut (seriously this is 18+), little to no plot, just porn, blow job (cause I'm on my knees for him)

Just some Joaquín smut with like 0 plot. I wrote this all on one day entirely on my phone and briefly proofread (sorry if there are mistakes/if it sucks). All the SDCC photos/videos/promos got me back in my feral for Danny era. Legggooooooooo

You card your fingers through his hair as you straddle his lap on the couch. His hands are resting on your hips, and you're happy to have him back home. 

“I missed you so much, amor.” He says, and you lean down to press your lips to his. 

“I missed you, too, Joaquín. It’s not the same when you’re not around.”

“I wish I could be with you all the time, baby… you know I do.”

“I know, I know… you’ve gotta go save the world with Captain America” you say with a laugh, and he smiles up at you.

“Don’t I deserve a reward for that?” He asks, quirking an eyebrow. 

“I don’t know, do you?” You tease before kissing him again. You kiss lazily, your tongues tracing each other as you re-familiarize yourselves with the intimacy you’ve been missing while he was away.

You feel him twitch against your leg, and you grind your hips gently down on him. 

“Hermosa, you’re going to be the death of me.” He says as you part from a kiss.

“Just showing you appreciation for your world saving skills.” You reply with a grin, grinding against him as his head falls back on the couch and he lets out a small groan.

"How do you always manage to get me hard in an absolute instant?" he asks, his brown eyes catching yours, darker now as the lust begins to take hold.

"A talent for sure." you say softly in his ear and then bite gently on the lobe before trailing kisses down his neck.

Your hips continue to move on him, and you feel his hardness pressing tantalizingly against you.  "I wanna suck you off." you whisper in his ear and his entire body shivers. "That okay?" "More than okay, amor." he says as you lean back, tracing your hands over his muscular chest to the hem of his shirt before pulling it over his head and tossing it behind you on the living room floor.

He's looking up at you with pure adoration as you pull your top off as well. You know he likes looking at your breasts, and this moment is all about him. Your hands trail over his chest, tracing lightly over his nipples as he sucks in a quick breath.

You slide off his lap, grabbing a pillow for under your knees, and position yourself in front of him. "You're so perfect." he says, running a finger along your lips. You suck his finger into your mouth for a moment as you unzip his jeans. He helps you tug them down his thighs along with his boxers, so you have easy access to him.

His cock bobs up against his stomach, and you reach for him as he moves his hand up into your hair, holding loosely. You lick slowly across the head of him before wrapping your mouth around his girth and start to move your mouth up and down. You take as much of him as you can, enjoying having this control over him.

When he’s in the field and on missions he has to be dialed in constantly. You love being the one that gets him to let go. You feel so lucky to be the only one that gets to see this completely relaxed version of the man you’d do anything for.

“Ángel...” he mutters, gazing down at you with lust hazing his gaze. You start pumping a hand up and down his shaft along with sucking on his tip. His hand snarled in your hair tightens, and his other grabs for your free hand that is resting on this thigh. He slides that hand along his leg, directing you to fondle his balls.

"Yes, like that." he moans. His noises are one of your favorite parts about getting him off. He’s not always overly vocal, but when you go down on him, he turns into a mess.

You run your mouth and tongue down the underside of his cock and back up before enveloping him once again as he groans. You look up at him, meeting his eyes. His pupils are blown in pleasure his hips are rising off the couch now, meeting your fervor as he chases his orgasm. You let him thrust up into your mouth, trusting him to do what feels good for both of you.

"Mierda. Voy a correrme." he utters, and you know he's close. You love when he's so gone to the pleasure that he gets vulgar, no matter what language he's speaking.

"Let go for me, Joaquín." you say, pulling away momentarily before going back to your touching and sucking. 

His salty release bursts on your tongue as he groans and swears above you. You still until he tugs on your hair, letting you know he's all good, before pulling your head free and swallowing what is in your mouth. 

“Thank you, mi sol. Te amo.” He says as you move to sit back on the couch with him. He shifts his pants back up and reaches over to caress your cheek with that blissed out smile you live for plastered on his pretty face.

“I love you too, Joaquín.” You say, snuggling against his bare chest as you both relax into the cushions.

[misconceptionmistress]

What dating Bradley would be like:

*slightly mature stuff below the break. minors beware (nothing explicit but adult times mentioned)*

you have so much fun with this man. whether it’s alone time together, emails/phone calls/texts/video calls, or time with his “family” (aka the squad) you’re just constantly laughing and smiling. you’ve been welcomed into the group with open arms and you’re so happy to have them.

he is obsessed with having his hands on you (lbr his love language is physical touch). holding hands when you’re out walking around, him slapping you on the butt every time he has a chance, hugging you to him whenever you’re out at the bar with your friends

he dotes on you. he sees something small at the store that he knows you’ll like? purchased. you had a tough day and don’t feel like functioning? he’s cooking you both dinner or going to grab your favorite takeout.

the times when he’s deployed are difficult, but he makes every effort to be present with you and make every moment count while he’s home. he doesn’t care what’s on the tv as long as he gets to snuggle on the couch with you.

you pick fun at each other for random dumb stuff all the time. he picks on you for your taste in music and your celebrity crushes. you pick on him for his Hawaiian shirts and his sports teams. to outsiders it may seem like you guys are mean, but it’s just how you show love.

he’s not one of those guys that’s bothered by you liking romance novels or having a sex toy. he knows you still have needs when he’s gone, and he likes to steal some ideas from your books anyway.

your sex life is definitely not lacking. the combination of the time apart making your need for each other when you are together insane and the fact that he’s handsy is just *chefs kiss*. also doesn’t hurt that he’s gorgeous in and out of uniform.

you know it isn’t everyone’s thing, but the mustache really works for you. it adds to your bedroom experience in ways you didn’t know you were missing with men before. he knows if he shaves it you’ll be disappointed.

he is a giver. he makes sure you’re taken care of in all aspects of life (including the sex department). aftercare and consent are always priorities and you’re thankful for whatever brought this man into your life.

[misconceptionmistress]

Half a Heart

Fanboy + female reader blurb based on a One Direction song.

So, your friends been telling me

You been sleeping with my sweater

And that you can't stop missing me

Bet my friends been telling you

I'm not doing much better

'Cause I'm missing half of me

((Half a Heart - One Direction))

-You’ve been dating Fanboy for a while now, but this is his first serious deployment where you won’t have much contact with him. You’ve both been stressed and dreading the day he actually had to ship out.

-You’re emotional when you go to drop him at the base to board the carrier. You had to get up super early but you wouldn’t have missed sending him off even if you had been on the other side of the country.

-“Mi vida” he says quietly as you park the car, and you turn to look at him. He has tears brimming his eyes and yours immediately well up also. “I’m gonna miss you so much preciosa”

-“I’ll miss you. Come back home to me please?” You say and he leans over to press a kiss to your lips. The kiss is soft and he pulls back almost too quickly for you.

-“I will always fight to come back home to you my love.” He says before kissing you again, this time more passionate and you pour your heart into that kiss.

-You found one of his sweatshirts on the chair in the bedroom when you got back to the apartment and you immediately snuggled into it, inhaling his scent. You wear it almost constantly when you aren’t at work, and you spray it with his cologne if the scent dwindles.

-He has photos of you in his bunk and in his backseat of the jet. Payback teases him about it, but he also knows he’ll have you to answer to if he doesn’t bring your boy home safely. Mickey calls you when he can and you get regular emails from Natasha updating you on how he really is doing.

-You were in the masses of people awaiting their friends and family members to disembark the carrier. You caught a glimpse of him with Payback, eagerly coming down the gangway... coming back to you. Your whole body felt jittery with anticipation. 

-“Mickey!” you yell through the crowd as he nears you, but you know he hasn’t spotted you yet. He turns in your direction, and you can tell the moment he does. His face breaks into the biggest smile and he rushes through the people to scoop you up in the biggest hug.

-“Mi vida” he whispers in your ear as you hold each other tightly. You feel like you can finally both breathe fully again now that the other half of your heart is back in your arms.

[of-many-aus]

Hey everyone! I need your help:

So while I’m working on the next part of the ‘Take Me Out to the Ball Game’ series, I was wondering if some of you could send in requests for some different one shots you would like to see for it?

It’ll give me something to write and get out quicker than the next chapter will come out if you’re willing/ interested!!

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[misconceptionmistress]

Stress Relief

Pairing: Hangman x you (female (naval aviator!) reader (no use of Y/N)) Synopsis: You think you’re alone in the locker rooms after a hard day of training, but Hangman forgot his keys and catches you in the shower Word Count: 1.9k+ Warnings: smut (seriously this is 18+), masturbation, dirty talk, protected p in v sex (wrap it before you tap it y’all), common space/semi-public sex, Hangman just being a cocky shit but we love it

Absolutely shameless Hangman smut. I wrote this in like 2 days entirely on my phone and briefly proofread (sorry if it’s awful). Haven’t written smut in a few years, and this is the first time I’ve finished a fic in a while... The man has me feral and I cannot help myself. 18+ content below, do not interact if you’re a minor. 

You were late getting into the locker room after the lengthy discussion you’d had with Maverick following exercises today. You wanted to go through technicals on a maneuver you’d seen him do so you could attempt it in the future. The man was one of the best aviators the Navy had ever seen, and you felt lucky to be under his tutelage. 

You knew the rest of the team had escaped as quickly as they could, probably heading to The Hard Deck for drinks and some relaxation before you all would be back at it and up in the sky tomorrow, flying beyond your limits as Mav continues to push you. 

You definitely needed to unwind and relax some that evening yourself, and you figured a shower was a good place to start. You didn’t see any of your squadron as you headed into the shower room and started up one of the stalls to let the water heat. You hummed to yourself as you stripped out of your gear and your flight suit back at your locker before grabbing your towels. You were in your underwear and sports bra as you headed back in to the shower room, ready for the hot water to take some of the tension out of your poor muscles. You hung your towels and stripped of your undergarments, stepping under the spray and pulling the curtain around you. 

You resumed your humming as your mind started to wander. You started thinking about your mission, and thinking about your teammates, and how incredibly they all flew. You knew this squadron was comprised of the absolute best the Navy had to offer, so their level of skill shouldn’t have surprised you, but it still did in some new way each day. As cocky as he was, Hangman was a hell of a pilot and it honestly turned you on a little to see just how well he handled his jet when he was hurtling along at Mach 6 and chasing Mav all over the sky. 

You’d known of Hangman before this mission call-up, but never gotten to meet him. Your thoughts strayed from thinking about his flying to thinking about how gorgeous he was. It was almost criminal for a man to look that good, and you were sure that’s where some of his cockiness came from. His ego was inflated as hell, but it almost had a right to be when he looked that damn fine. 

Thinking about Hangman was becoming a problem for you, especially when you were up in the sky with him as your wingman and your focus slipped. ‘Maybe I just need to get it out of my system’ you thought to yourself as your body tingled at the thought of Hangman’s chiseled body, glowing with sweat from a day in his plane.

You finished washing your hair and grabbed your body wash to continue cleaning up. As the suds slid along your body, you paid a little extra attention to your sensitive nipples, rubbing and tweaking them before letting out a small sigh. You knew nothing would help get your evening started right on the relaxation train like a good orgasm, so you let your mind continue to think about Hangman’s cut body as you slipped a hand down between your legs. The fact that you were in one of the shared spaces versus your own private space was more of a turn on for you at this point than a deterrent. You were a naval aviator. You didn’t get to where you were in life without taking risks and being excited by breaking rules.   You moved the shower head so the spray wouldn’t be in your your face before you spread your legs wide and slipped your hand back between your legs, playing with your clit vigorously and imagining how Hangman would look sprawled out naked on your bed with a cowboy hat on. “Oh, Jake” you sighed as you slid a finger into yourself. You were so turned on by this point that you didn’t have much resistance and you quickly added a second finger. You pumped in and out rhythmically, your moans getting louder as you found the spot on your front wall that always had you coming quickly. “Jake” your voice echoed now off the tile as you raced for that peak, taking your other hand down to pinch and rub at your clit as you continued pumping in and out with 2 fingers. You imagined his strong but rough hands were on you, the same hands that maneuvered fighter jets with ease and always looked so competent to you. “Oh… yeah, Jake” you squeakily screamed as you came hard. You braced your hands against the wall, slumping onto it as you tried to regain some composure. You finished your shower quickly, already feeling looser and less stressed. After turning off the water and wringing out your hair, you grabbed your towel and wrapped it around your body before stepping out of the shower stall into the main room. You jumped as you saw someone standing across the room from you.

“Well darlin, I gotta say I wasn’t expecting to hear my name spilling from those pretty lips when I came back to grab my keys” Jake said, smiling smugly at you as he leaned against the wall. You were sure your face was scarlet as your eyes shot to the floor. You tried to recover some small bit of your dignity by chipping at his ego. “You aren’t the only Jake I know, and you certainly aren’t one I’d be thinking about in the shower.” You stated, finally looking up at him. “That so?” He asked as he walked towards you and you nodded. “See, I think that’s a lie. I’ve seen the way you look at me. I catch you sometimes when we’re in class or out at the bar.” “That would mean you’re looking at me too, Lieutenant.” You said looking him directly in his eyes now, almost challenging him. “You’re damn right I am.” He said before grabbing your arms and crashing his lips into yours. 

He walked you backward as you kissed each other hungrily until your back hit the wall. He let go of your arms and you immediately reached for the hem of his shirt, pulling it up and over his head as you broke the kiss. “You’re so gorgeous.” You said, finally running your hands over his chest and stomach after all the time you’d spent admiring his body from afar. “Thanks. You are too honey.” He grinned, leaning down to kiss you again, much softer this time. You slid your hands to his belt buckle, undoing it as well as the button and zipper on his jeans. “How bad do you need this right now?” He asked, kissing down the side of your neck as he pulled his wallet from his back pocket and removed a condom before dropping his wallet to the floor. You pushed his jeans down on his thighs as he reached for the place your towel was tucked in on itself. “I want you to fuck me Hangman.” You said and he leaned back to look at your face. “That can be arranged.” He said, his voice gravelly now with want as he pulled your towel loose and dropped it to the floor. He pulled himself from his boxer briefs and rolled on the condom before reaching out to run his rough hands over your breasts. “I’ve imagined what you looked like, what you felt like…” you said “And?” He asked, running one hand down to slide along your slickness, feeling how wet you were with want for him. “This is better” you replied as you wrapped your arms around his neck and a leg up over his waist, giving him easy access to where you needed him to just fuck you hard and fast.

“Say my name baby and I’ll give you what you want.” He said as he slid his hands along the outside of your thighs. “Seresin.” “Nope.” He growled. “Cowboy?” You teased and he smirked at you with a shake of his head. “Lieutenant…” “I don’t mind that in the bedroom, but not what I’m looking for currently.” You filed that nugget away for the future as he teased the tip of his cock along your slit. “Jake” you sighed. “That’s the one. I love the way it sounds when you say it. Sounds so fucking sweet. Especially when you’re moaning it. I can’t wait to make you cum and have you screaming it for everyone to hear.”

Your head fell back into the wall as he pushed forward, filling you quickly. He dropped his head onto your shoulder as he held still for a moment. “Shit” he huffed. “Oh my god” you groaned. “Not god baby, that’s all me.” He said cockily, picking his head up from your shoulder. “Shut up and just fuck me.” You managed before he pulled out and slammed back into you. You were still sensitive after your shower play time, so it wasn’t long before you felt yourself climbing towards the edge of another orgasm. “You feel so fucking good." he groaned as he kept up a quick pace. He was holding your leg up around his waist with one arm, and his other hand began teasing your clit as he moved his head to nip and suck at your nipples. “Yes, Jake, there…” you moaned. You scratched your nails down his back and he brought his mouth up to yours. 

His fingers felt so good toying with your clit, and the angle he was thrusting into you was somehow perfect. You briefly had the thought that he was working with the same precision he approached his flying with before your mind exploded. Your head was thrown back, eyes tightly shut, and mouth screwed up as you whined and moaned loudly. “I got you.” He said quietly as you came undone. Your legs shook and he hoisted your other leg up around his waist to join the one that was already there, holding you easily off the ground as he slowed his thrusts to ride you through your orgasm. “Holy shit Jake.” You gasped as the intensity lessened some. You leaned back onto the wall with your arms slung over his shoulders again. He was lazily pushing in and out of you, acting like that had taken no effort, but you could see the sweat on his brow. “Better than doing it yourself, isn’t it?” He asked and you laughed. “Definitely. And now it’s your turn.” You said before kissing him roughly. He sped his thrusts back up as he chased his finish. One of your hands dug into his hair, tugging on the strands and he groaned at the feeling as he broke the kiss. “Talk to me.” He said. “You have such a perfect cock. I want you to ruin me.” “Fuckkkk.” He groaned as his pace faltered. “Please, Jake? Come for me.” You said pleadingly, and he slammed into you before stilling his hips as he moaned intensely and his hands dug into your thighs. He held you up for another minute as you both tried to steady out your breathing. He kissed you softly as he loosened his grip on your thighs and you slid your legs back to the ground under you.

“I’ve been wanting to do that for weeks.” He said with a small grin. “Well don’t wait so long next time.” You chuckled, bending to pick up your towel.

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Homecoming - Hangman x you (female reader) 🌶(18+)

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Half a Heart (Fanboy)

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Homecoming

Pairing: Hangman x female reader (first person (no use of Y/N)) Synopsis: Hangman arrives home early from a deployment to surprise you Word Count: 1.3k+ Warnings: smut (seriously this is 18+), mentions of masturbation, oral sex (f receiving), protected p in v sex (wrap it before you tap it y’all), multiple orgasms, Hangman is his own smut warning

This is a rewrite of an old story (combined with some other parts of other writings I've done as the original was never finished). I took a poll on who people wanted a homecoming romp with, and Jake was the winner. Sorry this has taken so long to get out! I did a brief proofread after finishing, so apologies for any mistakes or if this just sucks 🙃

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I woke up around 6AM thinking I heard something, but as I lay listening there was no noise out of the ordinary. I closed my eyes and tried to get comfortable again, rolling onto my side and stretching my leg out. My leg rubbed against something hard, and my eyes shot open immediately. I should have been alone in my bed, but there was a shirtless, green eyed, naval aviator lying next to me.

"Hi babe." Jake said quietly, and I threw my arms around him.

"What are you doing here? You weren't supposed to be home until tonight."

"I can leave and come back then if you'd like."

"Only if you want to die a slow and painful death." I said grumpily and he laughed, kissing me gently.

"Are you sure you didn't know I was coming home early?" He asked.

"How could I have?"

"Well, you've got a sexy nightie on," he started before lifting the sheet to look at me.

"I've been wearing it for 2 nights now," I laughed "but I will admit you have good timing."

"Why's that?" He asked and I slid the hem of my nightgown up, revealing my lacy black underwear.

"Well hellllooo." He replied, wiggling his eyebrows at me before pulling me back against him for a deeper kiss.

"Fuck, I missed you so much." I said as my leg wrapped over his hip, and I ran my hands up his abs.

"Same. I thought about you every night."

"Did you ever touch yourself while you thought about me?" I asked a little shyly.

"Almost every day." He replied and I groaned slightly.

"Shit." I said under my breath as my heartbeat picked up.

"Did you ever think about me in bed and get hot and have to take care of it cause you were so turned on you couldn't stand it?" He asked, running his hands up and down my sides.

"You always make me hot, Jake." I told him and I could feel his cock twitch against me.

"Good. It better only be me." He said, before crashing his lips into mine and rolling us over so he had me pinned beneath him.

My hips rolled against up his and we both groaned into the kiss.

"Jake, please..." I mumbled against his lips.

"Please what?" He asked, smirking down at me.

"You know what." I replied.

"You need this so bad, don't you baby?"

"I have for a month now..."

"Then let's get cracking." He grinned, shifting to pull my nightgown off me.

His gaze trailed lazily over me before he kissed down my middle, gently caressing his hands over my breasts as he made his way further down my body. His kisses teased the inside of my thighs until his mouth was pressed over the top of my panties, torturing and pleasing me at the same time.

“Jake,” I sighed, and he moved to pull my panties down my legs. He then spread my legs gently, kissing the inside of both my thighs before lowering his head to push his tongue against me.

I groaned as his tongue flicked across my clit; one of my hands finding its way into his hair, the other gripping the sheet on the bed.

“You’re incredible” he said with a moan, in between sliding his tongue through my folds and sucking gently on my clit.

He slipped a finger inside of me, curling it to press against my g spot.

“You’re almost ready to cum aren’t you baby? I can feel how wet you’re getting and you're clenching so tight on my finger.” he said as he added another finger, and I felt the coil in my stomach tighten. Jake was an expert at pretty much everything he took interest in, and he was very interested in my body and making me feel good.

"Please," I begged before breaking into another loud moan as he upped his pace.

“Cum for me, baby." he said, and I broke. One of my hands came off the pillow and to the back of his head, holding him to me as I started to come undone. My legs were shaking as he sucked on my clit and fingered me through my orgasm.

"Fuck! Jakeeeeeee," I moaned, "fuckkkkkkk."

"Good girl." He said with a smile.

As I came back down from my orgasm, he slipped his boxers off and reached for a condom in the bedside table. I took the packet from his hands, ripping it open and caressing a hand down his length before sliding the condom on.

"Ready?" He asked, rubbing the head of himself against my clit.

"Please" I whined, and he smirked before obliging.

As he slid into me fully my eyes rolled back in my head, and I cried out at the feelings rushing through me.

He started moving slowly, both of us groaning at the sensation.

"Fuck, Darlin, you're so tight."

"Oh god; go harder." I begged and he pushed in and out of me quicker.

"You always feel so good after I've been away. So tight and just like you've been waiting for me to stretch you out again." Jake said, sliding a hand down between us to play with my clit.

"Mmmm... Jake I needed this so bad."

"I know baby. Me too."

"Jake..." I gasped as he shifted his position and pushed up against my front wall, hitting me effectively and sending stars into my vision as he thrust hard repeatedly and rolled my clit between two long fingers.

“Do you think you can give me another one?” he asked.

“If you put in the work, yes.” I grinned and he smirked down at me.

“You’re asking for trouble now.” His head lowered to suck at my left nipple as his other hand came up to pay attention to the right. His hips were still snapping against mine rapidly.

"Fuck. Jake... baby..." I gasped, trying to get some air into my lungs as he assaulted me with pleasure. My legs shook from the effort of holding back but the fire was spreading rapidly across my body, and I knew it was a matter of seconds now. I quivered underneath him, clawing across and down his back as he pounded into me, and my second release shot through my body.

“Goddamn. I forgot how good it feels to be inside you when you let go like that. I almost blew at that babygirl.” He said roughly into my ear, and I laughed lightly.

“It’s your fault.”

“You’re welcome for that.” He kissed me gently as he continued to thrust softly into me.

“My turn.” I replied, wrapping my legs around his waist and taking him by surprise as I rolled us over and sat up in his lap.

“Fuck. You know I like it when you ride me baby.”

“I know. Lay back and enjoy it, Jake.”

I started to roll my hips slowly against his and watched his eyes slide closed at the feeling. I ran my hands over his abs and settled them on his chest for some leverage as I moved up and down over him.

“Shit.” He ground out, gripping my hips and thrusting up off the mattress to meet me. Our pace was becoming more frantic as he raced for the end.

“Just like that, Lieutenant.” I groaned, scratching my nails along his chest.

His thrusts grew sloppier each second, and he groaned above me as he came. He'd turned into a shaking, swearing mess and I loved knowing I was the one who made him that way. He pressed a kiss to my lips before rolling us, so we were laying on our sides as we tried to settle our breathing and heartrates.

“I’m gonna have to make sure I keep a shirt on around the squad.” He laughed, looking down at the scratch marks I left on his chest.

“You probably have some on your back, too.” I chuckled.

“What can I say, my girl’s an animal.” He grinned.

“Welcome home, Aviator.” I smiled as he leaned over to press a kiss to my lips.