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[babycracker]

EXUSE ME 24 FOR MANNER PLSJDKDKSKKDLSL

👀 i may have gotten a little carried away. also i don’t use the exact words from the prompt, but the premise is still there lol. i hope it’s still ok!

24 from this prompt list, nsfw prompt and answer under the cut!

“first one to come is the loser”

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"I bet I could get you off with one finger."

Tanner smirks as his hand slips down Morgan's body, unbuttoning her jeans and letting his fingers slip into her underwear. She raises an eyebrow, the challenge instantly accepted and she clears her throat to drive away the gasp she almost lets out when he touches, trying not to let him know he's got her.

"I bet I can get you off with my hand before you do."

"How much are you willing to bet?"

He holds her gaze, pushing her roughly back against the wall behind her with his free hand as she follows suit, sliding her hand into his pants and wrapping her fingers around his shaft.

"You'll lose."

She whispers against his lips as he leans down to kiss her, but she jerks her head away from him before he can deepen it.

"No kissing, just your finger."

She warns him as she starts slowly moving her hand on him and he gives a short nod.

"Deal."

He braces himself with his free hand on the wall beside her head, leaning down a little to be able to reach her more easily as his finger circles her clit more deliberately. He grins when she arches towards him, though the movement is barely noticeable.

"What does the winner get?"

He asks after a moment, sliding his finger down to push it inside of her, pumping it slowly in and out. Morgan smirks and speeds her strokes up just slightly once he's hard in her hand.

"If you can get me off first you can come down my throat."

He swallows, his breathing growing heavier as she starts twisting her wrist on every upstroke but keeps up her slow pace.

"And if I come first?"

"You tell me."

He doesn't miss the slight tremor in her voice when he pushes his finger further into her, her walls tightening around it as though to suck him further in, and he can't help the way his dick twitches in her hand as his mind involuntarily reminds him what that feels like when he's inside of her.

"If you win I'll let you tie me up."

She raises an eyebrow in surprise, not having taken him for someone who'd be okay with being restrained, but he just looks back at her until she nods in agreement. Another smile crosses his face and she bites back a disappointed groan when he pulls his finger out of her and returns it to her clit, his circles faster and more controlled this time.

She removes her hand from his pants, spits on it and then returns it to its place, jerking him faster and a little rougher and smirking in satisfaction when she drags a groan out of him.

"It's not looking good for you, sweetheart."

She murmurs in his ear, but he just chuckles and pushes his finger back into her without warning, curling it forwards this time and making her gasp.

"I'd say it's pretty even so far, sunshine."

She rests her head back against the wall, watching his face for the small twitches he gives that tell how close he is. She stops her rough movements for a moment, stroking him slowly a couple of times and tightening her grip to feel the veins throbbing against her palm before picking her speed up again.

"You wanna come already, I can feel it."

She tells him with a smirk, glancing up to see his hand has curled into a fist against the wall. He doesn't answer, his chin dropping to his chest and his brow furrowed as he lets his finger brush against her g spot a couple more times before returning it to her clit again, this time lightly stroking over it.

She moans despite herself and her eyes fall closed, not even realising that her hips are rocking into his hand, trying to get more pressure. He swells even more in her grip and Morgan swears under breath before biting down on her lower lip, trying to push away the urge to rip both their pants off and slide herself onto him.

"Christ, you're so fucking wet."

He mutters without even seeming to realise he's saying it out loud. He knows exactly what he's doing, touching her just enough to keep her on edge and she knows that it won't be much longer until all he needs to do is press against her the tiniest bit harder whenever he feels like it and she'll be done for.

She wants to get his pants down so she can jerk him off properly, the restrictive clothing making it difficult for her to get full strokes in now that he's fully hard, but he's managing without getting hers off so she's determined to do the same. He turns to whisper to her suddenly, his breath against her ear sending a shiver through her whole body.

"Your body's begging for it."

She shakes her head defiantly, but even as she does she can feel the movements of her hand getting choppy and her stomach tightening up as any reply she might have had catches in the back of her throat.

Her free hand grasps frantically at the lapels of his jacket and she moans out loudly as he presses his finger against her roughly and then pushes it back inside of her just as she starts to come. Her shoulders press back against the wall for leverage to rock her hips against his hand, his jacket rolled into a ball in her fist and pulling him against her as she rides out her orgasm.

"Fuck."

She mutters as she starts to come down, a combination of relief and disappointment when he smiles at her and moves his hand from the wall to tangle it in her hair. He leans his forehead against hers and for a moment she thinks he's going to kiss her, but his smile twists into a smirk and he lightly pulls down on her hair.

"Pay up."

She rolls her eyes at him but absentmindedly licks her lips when her eyes dart down to where her hand is still shoved down the front of his pants. He's still throbbing in her grip, close to release himself anyway. He pulls his hand out of her pants and lets go of her hair, resting them both on the wall above her as she sinks down to her knees, hooking her fingers in the top of his pants and sliding them halfway down his thighs as she goes.

She takes all of him into her mouth in one hit, still determined to prove that she can get him off quickly, and hollows her cheeks as she starts bobbing her head on him.

"Yeah, shit. Just like that, Morgan."

He hangs his head again, one hand moving back down to rest lightly on the back of her head. She manages to repress the moan that threatens to escape her when he breathes her name out like that, hating how much she loves the sound of it coming from him.

She grips his thighs, fingertips digging in harshly to stop his hips when they start bucking into her, and when she glances up she can see his abs tensing under his loosened shirt as he tries to stop himself from fucking her face. It's bad enough she lost the bet to him, she's not going to give him the satisfaction of doing whatever he wants with her now and he seems to know it.

She pushes herself further onto him until he hits the back of her throat just as his breath catches for a second, and he chokes out something between a moan and her name as he comes down the back of her throat while she holds him still against her. She keeps him there until his whole body shudders and he pushes at her forehead to get her off of him, and he grins at her as she gets to her feet and they both redress themselves.

"You might still get to tie me up."

He says after a short silence, and she frowns at him.

"How?"

He shrugs and brushes down the arms of his jacket before pulling at the lapels and straightening them, smoothing out the spot she'd creased when she'd grabbed it, then smirks up at her.

"Rematch."

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EDITING TO ADD MY TAGLIST. let me know if you wanna be added or removed, i just figured i'd add them since i'm doing more prompts nowadays.

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[babycracker]

54 for manner because i mean, why not KSJSKSKSK

54. “leave your hand there sweetheart, it feels good” from this prompt list.

NSFW answer under the cut.

It's been a while since Morgan's met her match both in and out of the bedroom and she doesn't know half the time if she wants to put a stop to it or if she can't get enough of it. Though right now, she's pretty sure it's the latter. 

Despite her furiously refusing to get into bed with Tanner, claiming that she doesn't need to sleep as much as him, more than half the time she winds up in there with him anyway. Most definitely not sleeping.

He's pressed up against her back, mouth fixed to the side of her neck and propped up on one elbow as he roughly thrusts in and out of her, his teeth sinking into the skin of her neck every now and then before he resumes sucking lightly.

She's biting down hard on her lower lip as he rapidly gets her closer to orgasm and he pulls his mouth off of her neck with a pop, a quiet moan escaping him as his hand slides from her waist around to her clit. She sucks in a sharp breath as he starts circling, lifting her top knee higher to open herself up more for him and resting her foot on his hip to hold it there. He starts to move to hold her leg up for her but she quickly grips his wrist to keep it in place.

"Leave your hand there sweetheart, it feels good."

She breathes out, letting go of him to hold her leg up herself as her hips involuntarily start to jerk back against him. He lets out a breathless chuckle and does as he's told, pressing his fingers a little harder against her as he starts twitching and throbbing inside of her.

"C'mon Morgan, come for me sunshine."

He mutters in her ear and she gives a small nod, already clenching around him and trying to push harder back against him.

She tries not to be so loud with Tanner, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing what he does to her, but it's all so fucking good every single time and the fact that he doesn't even try to hold back from grunting and moaning right into her ear when he comes doesn't help. A loud moan rises from her chest despite her efforts to stop it when she climaxes, and all she can do is turn her head to bury her face into the pillow to muffle it a little as she rolls her hips back against him, trying to even out the erratic jerking of his as they both ride out their highs.

He pulls out of her almost straight away, like always, but she's never sure who he's doing it for - whether he can't wait to get away from her or he knows that she doesn't want to stay in bed with him any longer than necessary.

Either way she's grateful for it and she sits up to snatch her clothes up from the end of the bed where she'd dropped them. She can feel him watching her as she gets dressed even with her back to him, can practically feel the path his eyes are dragging over her body.

"Why don't you take a picture?"

She asks dryly, turning to face him as she finishes pulling her jacket back on. He grins, unashamed as ever at being caught checking her out.

"I just did."

He taps his temple lightly before clasping his hands behind his head, still grinning at her as she rolls her eyes and turns away from him. She stalks over to the door and outside to light up a cigarette, leaving him naked and alone in the bed.

[babycracker]

“did you think i forgot?” manner too pls hehehhehe

from this prompt list.

Spring air floods through the Warehouse, the fresh floral scent of it already beginning to give Morgan a headache and making her want to hide away in her room. Or maybe Farah's the cause of that, her and her incessant need to yell happy birthday whenever she walks into a room Morgan's already in.

It's not even midday and Morgan can't wait for her birthday to be over. Even worse is the fact that Lucas is here, supposedly to spend her birthday with her but he's spent the morning fawning over Nate and making her want to gag.

She groans loudly when she hears the Warehouse doors swing open and Tanner's loud, irritating, too cheery voice (which for some reason causes her stupid cheeks to flush like some kind of damn human with a crush) call out for Adam.

"What does he want now?"

Adam arches a brow at her question before frowning. 

"I called him here, we have matters to discuss."

Oh. Her stomach doesn't knot up and her heart doesn't sink with the disappointment that crashes over her, no. She's glad. She doesn't want to see him anyway, not today of all days. She can feel Farah smirking at her without even looking and a low growl rumbles from the back of her throat.

Tanner pushes through the doors of the games room and heads for Adam, and Morgan almost bursts out laughing at the startled look on Adam's face when he grabs his hand and pulls him into a bro hug.

She's not waiting for him to look over at her. And she's not disappointed when he doesn't and instead launches into a conversation with Adam. She couldn't care less, in fact. And she's definitely not subtly framing her hair around her face just in case he's watching her through his peripherals. Nope, he's made it perfectly clear that he's not interested in her so there's no point in even trying anymore. It doesn't bother her in the slightest, she can get laid anywhere.

She's tuned their conversation out by the time Adam strides out of the room with Tanner following closely behind, and she doesn't even notice him coming back towards her until he snaps his fingers in front of her face to get her attention.

She glares up at him, unimpressed with being forced to acknowledge him, but he just grins at her in return and moves the hand she hadn't noticed he was holding behind his back to reveal a single red camellia.

"Happy birthday, sunshine."

She stares at the flower for a moment before shifting her eyes up to meet his, not knowing exactly how to respond.

"What? Did you think I forgot?"

He adds after a moment before giving her a wink and turning to follow Adam out of the room.

[babycracker]

“actually... i just miss you” with manner 👀

from this prompt list.

It's been too long, so long that Morgan tries to tell herself that she cares little enough to have forgotten what he even looks like, that she doesn't know who it is coming towards her. But it's definitely Tanner.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

She snaps as he approaches her. He just grins at her, watching in amusement as she fumbles to slide a cigarette from her packet for a moment before he reaches out to grab it for her. She swipes for it but he dodges her, placing the cigarette between his lips and retrieving a lighter from his pocket.

She glares at him as he lights the smoke. Typical. Been gone for months and hasn't even been back for five minutes before he's stealing her cigarettes, getting on her nerves. He takes a long drag of the smoke and then holds it out to her, the scowl not leaving her face when she snatches it back off of him.

"I thought I'd come and visit you, sunshine."

He finally answers and she rolls her eyes, ignoring the way her stomach flips at his response and the tiny bubble of hope that he might be telling the truth that brews in her chest.

"Alright sweetheart."

She murmurs before taking a drag of her smoke.

"You have an assignment here, right?"

"No."

"Rebecca wants to see you?"

"No."

"Farah?"

"No."

She frowns, out of ideas as to why he's shown up out of nowhere after all this time. He watches her for a long while, seeming to enjoy her confusion and the hope that the gleam in his eyes tells her he sees, before shrugging and stepping towards her.

"Actually,"

He begins, turning to stand beside her and slinging an arm casually over her shoulders.

"I just miss you."

He finishes as he starts walking with her back towards the Warehouse. She walks with him in something of a daze, not sure if she's actually heard him right and certainly not willing to give him a suitable answer.

Has she missed him? Maybe. But maybe's as good as she's willing to admit, even to herself.

[babycracker]

ahem so for the spots to kiss prompts ask, how about 35 for my new favourite morgan and tanner 😌

35. a kiss on the space between shoulder blades from this prompt list.

Morgan jerks awake at the first sliver of sunlight peeking through the slightly open curtain in the hotel room, forgetting for a moment where she is. She groans as the night before comes flooding back and rolls her head to the side on the pillow, her gaze coming to rest on Tanner laying beside her.

He's on his back, his hands folded together on his stomach and Morgan scoffs at the fact that he even sleeps like a stuck up prick.

She's going to cop it from Farah for spending the night, she can already picture the grin on her friend's face and the taunts that await her when she gets back to the Warehouse.

Sighing, she pushes herself up to a sitting position and swings her legs over the side of the bed, kicking herself for falling asleep, for spending the night, for everything. Since when does she let her guard down enough to fall asleep next to someone? Especially someone like Tanner.

She leans down to pick her clothes up from the floor, barely managing to straighten back up before she feels a hand on her lower back and slowly sliding up to her shoulder.

"You going somewhere sunshine?"

"I have to get back to the Warehouse."

She answers bluntly without looking back at him, instead focusing on slipping her legs into her underwear and jeans.

"What's the rush?"

She feels the bed move as he shifts closer to her, his hand sliding around to her front and his chest pressing to her back. She risks a quick glance over her shoulder to see him leaning up on one elbow watching her, and the small yet cocky and so stupidly sexy smile on his face makes her instantly regret looking at him.

"I shouldn't have stayed here to begin with."

"But since you did…"

He trails off and begins kissing up the centre of her back, his lips brushing against the ridges of the discs in her spine as he makes his way up to the space between her shoulder blades, kissing again lightly before running his tongue up to the base of her neck and making her shiver involuntarily.

Dammit.

She turns to face him abruptly, curling a hand around the back of his neck and pressing her lips roughly against his, deliberately ignoring the way she feels him smiling into the kiss. As though he's won, as though she's that easy.

Except that she is, because the game of hard to get that he'd been playing for weeks had left her more determined than ever to get him in bed and had made a mess of her when she finally did.

But he doesn't need to know that, and she hopes that the harsh way she pushes him onto his back and straddles him is enough to keep it that way.

[babycracker]

OH WAIT 14 FOR TANNER PLS i wanna know what this man’ll do lmao

Questions from this prompt list.

14. If your oc spent one day free from any consequences or recognition for their actions, how would they act? oh my GOD. no consequences?? the man would kill or maim whoever looked at him wrong, he'd raise hell everywhere he went and he'd sleep with whoever showed interest. he'd probably do something stupid too like find a way to sedate adam and like shave his eyebrows and draw a dick on his face or something. tanner says 30's time to grow up? i think not.

[babycracker]

ok so this is impt JSKSKKD i need 3, 5 and 24 for mr tanner pls 🤩

AHHH i finally get to answer some tanner questions!!!

Questions from this prompt list.

3. What does your oc’s voice sound like? (Or, if you have one, what’s their voiceclaim?) Can they sing, whistle, or roll their rs? Do they have any speech impediments or notable dialects/accents? tanner has a welsh accent. if anyone's interested (i know you alr know this alicia) his voice claim is also his face claim, tom ellis. because the man is sexy af and i just couldn't help but hear him everytime i imagined tanner talking. he's not a terrible singer but at the same time he shouldn't give up his day job, you know?

5. What kind of clothes is your oc most comfortable wearing? tanner dresses pretty well for the most part, something like this usually. he doesn't do so well in more casual clothes, makes him feel kind of like a hobo and he thinks too highly of himself for that lol

24. What is one thing that, no matter who it’s coming from, would anger your oc? um. tanner's pretty easily angered, so any number of things i guess. probably one of the worst things for him would be people underestimating or disrespecting him and acting as though they're not afraid to take him on.

[babycracker]

maybe a 5 LOL i’m scared that if we meet you’re gonna use my head as an arm rest KSJSJDJDJKJSJS im kidding... maybe

WHAAAAAT. dude wtaf why are ppl afraid of me lmfaooo.

fwiw i absolutely would do that, little one 😌

[babycracker]

oi 💛🌼🌼💛 send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome 💖✨💖✨

aliciaaaa ily 💛🤍

[babycracker]

wait have your blog title always been “i have nothing for you child” or did you recently just changed it KSKSJSKKSKDKD

😭😭😭 it had no title before, i added it like a week ago?? that + the header crack me tf up every bloody time i see them

[babycracker]

ready for people to shame me SHSKDKSKSK but ‘like that’ by Bea Miller 👀 very jordan idk if i told you this before or not i might have actually i can’t rmb HSJSKDKDKKKD

YOU HAVEN'T AND I DON'T KNOW IT!!

✈ brb going to see if you need clowning 🤍

[babycracker]

i knew jordan even before she was paired up with adam 🥺 i love her - as you alr know from my countless gushings - but recently i love her even more after seeing her soft side and it just makes my heart 🥺🥺🥺🥺

It's so weird now to think of her with anyone but Adam. Like I fr lowkey feel ill when I think that she was just a small shitstorm away from ending up with Lucas 🤢

I'm glad you love her more now, though!! I think I made the right choice for her.

[babycracker]

also 4, 6 and 9 for my maam jordan HDJDKDKDK

THANK YOU ALICIA!! From this OC asks list.

4. Is your oc good at keeping secrets? Jordan’s an excellent secret keeper! She values trust and honesty above anything else, so no way would she spill something that’s been entrusted to her in confidence.

6. What kind of clothes is your oc least comfortable wearing? Probably formal, super girly clothes. Like gowns and stuff. They’re physically uncomfortable for her and she feels a little fake if she has to dress up in them. She’s not a “lady” lol.

9. What are your oc’s goals for the future? Relationship-wise, career-wise, or other? She doesn’t really have any specific relationship goals. Or at least she didn’t until Adam. She’s been screwed over a few times and had honestly given up on anything meaningful before him, which is probably why she started something with Mason, at least he was always upfront with her about his intentions and there were no expectations weighing her down. Career-wise, she’s kind of up in the air these days. She didn’t have the best reasons for joining the police, and she didn’t particularly want the promotion to detective, but now she’s starting to kinda like it so lately she’s been thinking that she might want to advance more in that area.

If only there could be a way for her to one day become a full agent…  👀

[babycracker]

hi 🤍💛🥺

hiiiii ily 💛🤍