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monst · 2 months ago

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Day 3: Saving a Lantern

Sex pollen | Jason Todd

Warnings: 18+ content (MDI) Gn. Reader, Sci-fi, action, Dubcon (cause of the pollen), guided masturbation, Pre-relationship, Praise, mild possession kink (He wants you to be his so bad) Boomerang wielding reader, Fucking around with canon: Kyle Rayner, the controllers, and Effigy. You know how you have the main storyline and then there are small sometimes one-issue mini-series based on it? This is kinda written like a one-issue spin-off.

Wc: 8.2k

The explosion that rattles off to your left drops you to your knees. The air of the blasts skids you across the metallic floor, your body collides with the steel wall before you can right yourself—light sparkles above you, a plasma shot to the wall before you. The missed shot leaves a sizzling ring in the metal. That was close, closer than you’d like. You crouch around the corner, drawing your weapon from your belt. Gunfire clicks against the wall, the resounding bangs growing louder as your pursuers advance. You angle your boomerang around the bend and count the guards.

Too many. Your vision blurs with how quickly you observe your surroundings. The visor of your mask pings with potential solutions and you toss the boomerang. It soars through the corridor before impaling itself on the wall just before the guards. You don’t wait around for it to do its job, but the heat of the explosion still manages to lick at your back. You almost pass the hanger you were searching for in your haste, doubling back with a bounce. As expected, the area is empty. Regardless of your certainty, you clear the room.

As you get closer, your silhouette expands against the steel of your getaway capsule. The blinking scarlet lights startle you before the blaring alarm starts up. And you quickly tap the sensor by your ear.

“C’mon.” You tap your foot as static plays in your ears. “C’mon. That should’ve given you enough time.”

The timer on your screen has you reaching for the door latch. You hesitate and flip through a few more channels. “C’mon Jay.”

“Yo!”

‘Thank fuck!’ You feel your shoulders drop from your ears. “Jeez, cutting it close aren’t ya Hood.”

“Handcuffs needed a specific key, Warden had e’m” You hear him grunt. “Where are you?”

“EPR-13.” You shut the door behind you as the spacecraft powered on. The buzz of the engine vibrated the flashing console. You pushed your worry for its reliability out of your mind when your comms picked up Jason’s voice again.

“Turned on my location can you see me?”

“Yeah, according to the prints, all you need to do is take three lefts and a right to EPR-37.”

“No imma double back to the main chamber blow up their-”

“Done, it’s rigged to blow as soon as we’re off the ship.” You only hear the clink of his footsteps before he barks out a laugh.

“Can’t believe you set up explosives without me!” You bite back a grin at his enthusiasm, your fingers flipping over familiar-looking levers on the dash. “Have I told you how grateful I am that you joined Team Outcast?” With how busy the other members have been you’re tempted to tell him that it’s more of ‘The outcast duo’ as of late.

“Only about a thousand times this month.” You press down on the button that connects the pod to the mothership, the metal doors shutter as they expose the spotted ink of deep space.

“Well consider this a thousand and one.” You can tell Jason’s reached his escape pod when you hear the hiss of the opening door. “Talk to you later.”

Your vessel shoots forward just as Vilgaxian guards pile into the hanger. They drop to the ground as you zip past, flames oozing from the exhaust. You peel away from the large ship, catching sight of another beam of red heading for the asteroid belt ahead. From behind you comes a blinding light, and turbulence shakes your vessel as you steer into the massive boulders. You kill the engine knowing not a single guard deployed. You don’t let the knowledge slow your momentum, the Vilgaxians are hardy and resentful. You have no doubt they’ll be on you two as soon as they regroup; if they haven’t sent out an APB already.

Red Hood is outside your pod before you're ready to step out. You triple-check the jet fuel levels on your boots, the tap against the metal door draws your attention and you see him give you a questioning thumbs up. You return the gesture before venturing out into the stars with him. You travel from asteroid to asteroid. Until you finally land on the one that answers back. The camouflage on the ship flickers, when Jason also lands on it.

Once inside you can finally breathe, a grin on your lips when Jason’s fist reaches out towards you. Your gloves meet in a powdery cloud of dust and you're grateful for the full coverage your suit allows. Jason then pulls out a small cylinder tube, pointing to it triumphantly. “And they said we couldn’t do it.” He scoffed.

“That’s cause the controllers obviously have ulterior motives.” You frown. “You really think this will be enough to clear his name?”

“Has to be.” He huffs. “Rayner doesn’t have much of a defense”

“And we can’t get anyone to testify?”

He shakes his head no and pockets the video file. You unlatch your helmet and follow him into the navigation chamber. “Wouldn’t make a difference.”

“What do you mean?”

“Look for yourself.” You turned toward the monitor. On the screen was the broadcast of Kyle’s unfair trial. The lantern's fight with Effigy was currently being presented. The unmistakable green shimmery trail was left behind once Van Wyck was defeated, his unconscious form drifting off.

“..Yeah that doesn’t look good.” You took a seat as Jason made to peel out of the asteroid belt. The Vilgaxian's burning prison ship grew smaller as you reached the outskirts of the galaxy. Usually, you’d take the opportunity to marvel at the celestial bodies but you were reviewing all the facts presented thus far. “But shouldn’t the fact that they tossed him back on earth originally make this whole thing make no sense? Because if they’re viewing him as property then didn’t they discard him first?”

“They’re saying that it was the ‘incubation phase’. To let his new abilities manifest”

“What a load of bullshit!” Jason agreed.

“Yeah, but at this point, it’s a mess of he said she said.” Jason’s palm laid flat over his chest, “But this is actual proof that Kyle wasn’t responsible for Van Wyck’s psychotic break.”

You’re both watching the screen when Batman speaks, unaware of the fleet zoning in on you. “This video only corroborates Green Lantern’s side of the encounter. As stated earlier, he came to confront the beings that took Effigy. And was subsequently met with hostility, during the very fight we’ve just observed you can see that Van Wyck’s faculties aren’t intact-

“Objection! Are you saying that we damaged o-”

You clicked your tongue in annoyance at the buffering screen. “Honestly, this whole thing could be over and done with if we could find the Spectre. It’s not like he killed Effigy.” You huff. “He can put him back together and let him speak 'cause he didn’t even agree to the experimentation in the first place!” At Jason’s silence, you pause your rant. You almost jolt out of your seat when the ship swerves sharply.

“Shit!” Jason’s jaw is tense, he can’t see them behind you. “Long-distance missiles?”

“Probably?” You click your seatbelt into place. “But they couldn’t have regrouped that fast!?”

“Paid off,” he grunts turning the wheel to avoid another blast. You don’t think his assumption is too far off considering how far the controllers are willing to go to get their hands on Kyle. “Gonna jump hold on.”

You squeeze your eyes shut and prepare for the vertigo that always comes after a hyperjump. The engine whirrs in preparation causing electric blue flames to spit out of the exhaust, and you lurch forward. You're zipping through space and about to pick up momentum when something slams into the ship, with the right engine blown the hunk of metal veers off course. You’re not sure which is louder the robotic voice repeating ‘warning’ or your screams as the ship spins out of Red Hood’s control.

“We’re gonna land!” Jason shouts above the noise.

“Where!?” You peel your eyes open when he says ‘There!’ and you’re met with a rapidly approaching sphere. “Slow it down!”

“Trying” He hisses through gritted teeth, miraculously he manages to get the vessel parallel before you break through the planet's atmosphere. He’s got both feet on the brakes as you both speed towards the ground. The planet's vegetation comes into view and for a moment you think you're gonna splatter before you can clear Kyle’s name. The canopy trees get a trim while they try to slow your descent. And it’s just your luck that your seatbelt gives and you go sliding across the floor of the ship.

You find your footing but brace yourself against the emergency latch. You catch your name being shouted before the high-speed winds begin to lash your body. The air roars as you cling to the latch, and to Jason’s horror the hinges give and the door flies off with you.

It hurt. Your body that is, although now that you think of it hurt is such an insufficient word to use in such a precarious situation. Your knees threatened to buckle with every step, each advance causing you immense agony. Whenever the plants of your heels hit the ground it sends painful shockwaves throughout your body.

Your lungs constricted in excruciating effort to keep themselves with even an ounce of oxygen. Scratchy wheezes escaped your lips as you tried desperately to fill the sacks with air. You could hear your red blood cells crying in agony begging you to stop, praying you’d give them the chance to do their function. But like hell you would. Stopping, even if for a moment would mean certain death.

You were no longer running on adrenaline. You were running with grit, fierce determination, and one set goal. Live. You ran, ducked, and dodged through the dense forestry. But this wasn’t an epic written by Tolkien and the trees weren’t as kind as to part for your escape. It seemed as though they grew closer, probably angry about their haircut as they huddled together to hinder you, mocking you with their falling leaves as you occasionally collided with their rough exterior.

Within a fraction of a second you slipped, the fortunate misfortune graced you with life as you saw feathers burrowing themselves in the wood where you had once been. Thankfully the thickets that slowed you also slowed your pursuers. The dense foliage was however still to their advantage as their laced arrows whizzed through the air. You felt tears prick at the corner of your eyes as you saw a bright light ahead. A light that signifies an open field. ‘Fuck!’

Without a choice, you were forced to continue your sprint up the hill and towards the open space. You knew death was certain if you crossed the threshold of trees. There would be no cover….. Why were you still running if your fate was certain? In the haze of such disheartening thoughts, you faltered and as a result, you heard a dreadful thud. Your shoulder had been hit with such force that it dropped you to your knees. Still, you persisted, crawling up the hill in hopes... In hopes…?

“Agathana!” The shout was clear but you had no knowledge of the Mugoian language and with one final drag you were sent tumbling down the hill into the clearing. You lay upon the purplish grass and looked up into the sky for the last time you assumed. You wondered if Jason survived the crash, the smoke clouds left behind would put him just a couple of miles ahead. You hope he did. But, your eyes could barely remain open as you looked up at the various moons of the planet.

“Unnghh” the groan slipped past your chapped lips as you regained consciousness. Tears blurred your vision as you tried to peel them open. The biggest sun on the planet beamed brightly assaulting your vision with its warm rays. A breathless gasp left your body and with heavy limbs, you turned to your side. Laying on your back wasn’t such a great idea. You tugged on the broken arrow that had pierced your shoulder. Luckily it had snapped when you had laid to ‘rest’ and hadn’t burrowed deeper, but it wouldn’t budge. With great effort, you sat up and pressed your fingers into the front of your chest plate just above your collarbones. The audible click was met with a release of pressure as the armor split and fell off your torso.

The arrow had pierced through your armor, however, the metallic-looking tip had barely scraped your shoulder regardless you knew it was responsible for your grogginess. Your brows furrowed as you observed your surroundings…

“What the” You winced, it felt as if someone was repeatedly poking your brain with a stick. You grit your teeth clutching your head to your knees waiting for the pain to subside. When the thumping became slightly bearable you began to reassess your situation. You felt your heart leap when you noticed the Mugoi just behind the tree line. You reached for your holster and grasped at air.

“Fuck.” You sighed dejectedly. You must’ve lost it during the fall. You gazed at the lanky creatures warily, wondering why they hadn’t come down and killed you yet. Pale long fingers beckoned you closer. You scoffed and promptly flipped the tall alien motioning you to the treeline off. You had figured that something was holding them back. Hell, they weren’t even shooting at you…

This did not bring you comfort. Your intent wasn’t death and you sure as hell didn’t want them to be picking their razorlike teeth with your fibula, but their hesitance was… Concerning, to say the least. Somewhere in this new territory, or on this field was something even the Mugoi were wary of. It wasn’t surprising. You recognized the planet, Jutangai, and it was bursting at the seams with undocumented danger.

However, as far as your eyes could see nothing was alarming. The suns were just as warm as they’d been when you passed out and the purple grass swayed gently in the wind, the blades soft under your fingers. Everything seemed relatively normal, you even brushed off this planet's version of ticks off your legs… ‘So then why are they so scared…?’

You had laid there for what seemed like hours before you got to your feet. This alerted the Mugoi and they chattered amongst themselves. You paid them no heed even as they began to hiss and try to call out to you in their ungodly screeches. It was then that you noticed how there was no sound save for their collective yips. The air around you seemed to grow stagnant.

An inexplicable chill shuffling up your spine. You moved but a step when even the voices of the Mugoi were silenced. You could hear the pounding of your heart but you couldn’t explain the fear that had begun to grasp at you. You took a shaky inhale and looked ahead, the field ended and from there, the forest continued. It was then that you noticed that something was very very wrong… The grass in the forest was green...

The ground beneath you rumbled, you swayed with the movement but remained standing. Odd protrusions poked up from the purple blades. They rose and fell slowly. Whatever was underneath the patch of earth had sensed your movement. The creatures weren’t near you but it was a long run to the tree line ahead. And even then you had no way of knowing if there were more Mugoi’s waiting for you on that side.

You exhaled in relief as the ground flattened once more. You turned your head gazing into a couple of curious black eyes. ‘Great an audience’ you thought. You had no idea how quick the things underground were, your legs were sore and the path ahead was uncertain…

You buried your teeth into your bottom lip as you bent your knees to pick up your chest and back plate. You risked another move. This time you put your dominant leg behind you as you shifted toward the Mugoi’s. The ground bubbled once more and you inhaled sharply drawing your arm back.

You threw the heavy piece like a frisbee and watched with bated breath as it soared through the air and landed close to the edge of the forest near the lanky beings. As soon as the metal bounced off the earth something broke through the ground…. It scared the shit out of you. And apparently, it spooked the Mugoi and they scampered away. The thing had around twelve very thick, very sharp legs.

A hard shell seemed to cover its body but you could make out various milky eyes. To your relief, it couldn’t see but its legs pierced your armor with ease, its mandible chewing through the metal like paper. To your horror, more erupted from the earth. Some smaller, some... Bigger. While the creatures congregated around the protective piece you yelled at yourself mentally. ‘Run, Go! Now, Run!’ You hesitated, and rethought your plan, even if you threw the piece they could be on you in seconds.

‘Think, Think, Think!’ You looked at your lower half. You knew what you were going to do. Hell, it was going to leave your flesh very vulnerable but you needed to somehow divert their attention long enough for you to reach the other side. There were so many that you knew some might follow you exclusively but it was a heck of a lot better than all of them on your tail.

Once they were off you felt lighter and you were ready. You turned quickly and sprinted towards the treeline. You heard them take off after you and dropped a piece. You could hear it getting torn to shreds and tossed the other two pieces laterally. You didn’t dare to look at anything but the trees in front of you. Your heart was in your throat as you ran and you could feel the unnatural warmth of the creatures right at your heels. You felt one get close to nipping your skin and you pushed yourself to run faster.

‘C’mon (Name)! C’mon! We’re almost there!’ Your eyes were wide with panic ‘Don’t fucking trip! Don’t trip!’ Tears rimmed your bottom lid as you heard one of the creatures growl very very close. Just as you burst into the tree line you turned around bringing your arms out in front of you. The ghastly being pulled its grotesque head out of its shell elongating its neck to snap at your arms with its foaming mandible.

Your body crashed to the ground as the creature closed its teeth around your arm guards. You felt it give way and quickly brought up your feet. You kicked at it frantically screeching along with it as it pierced your flesh with its strong jaw. With a final kick, it was finally off of you. It wailed as its body touched the green grass of the forest. The thing quickly crawled back into the purple field while hissing at you menacingly.

Your chest rose and fell hazardously as you tried to regain your breath. Your entire body trembled. You could feel the wet tears slipping down your neck onto the floor as you curled up and hugged your body into yourself. You lay there listening as the creatures creaked and croaked back into the earth. You allowed yourself time to calm down but every so often you shook and no matter how tightly you hugged yourself the shaking did not end. ‘Probably the poison? Was it even poison?’

The smallest sun had taken its place in the center of the sky and in the dimmer light of it, you allowed yourself to weep...

“Jason.” You mumbled deliriously. Your body felt clammy, your skin burning but your body shivering. You felt as if you had a mouthful of cotton and your nose had decided to close port leaving you gasping pitifully through your mouth for air.

“Jay don’t go” you whimpered. Your legs shook as you stood on them and your world rocked sideways while you grasped onto trees to search for him. But no matter how much you stumbled you couldn’t reach his voice. You could hear him loud and clear. He was calling for you. In your delusion, you continued your struggle.

You traversed through snaggly thorns and tripped on veiny floors till your legs gave out. “Stupid limbs.” You groaned “He’s just up ahead….?” Your vision swam as what felt like lava traveled through your veins. You brought your hand up to your forehead, the heat of your forehead brought you out of your delirium. It was then that you noticed a secondary pulse in your being.

A whine passed through your clenched jaw as you tried to pry off your arm guards. However, you gave up on the task as your inflamed forearm pulsed. You were alarmed at how fast you had acquired an infection. “Guess that’s why the Mugoi stay away from e’m” You slurred while reaching into your pant pocket. To your immense relief, your hidden pack was undamaged. You wasted no time in pulling open the box and preparing the syringe.

“I can’t believe I hallucinated Jason calling.” You mumbled feeling relief flood your system as the drug healed your body. “Alien medicine you are amazing.”

You let yourself relax for a moment, you had no idea how long you’d been sick. It could have been a couple of hours or days. Standing to your feet once more you shook off the lingering nausea and figured that you should press on. ‘I need to find water.’ A terrifying growl made you grimace ‘And food…. And Jason’

You glared at the beams of light shuffling through the canopies as you trekked to where you hoped you’d find water. You hated planets like this, too many moons too many suns, and no way to tell how much time had passed. Fortunately, due to the medicine, the dull ache in your legs had subsided, although your arm still throbbed but nothing unmanageable. You rushed ahead when you heard rushing water.

You jumped straight into the clear river, your lower extremities were soaked and they only sogged up further when your knees hit the squishy ground. You didn’t hesitate and dripped your hands into the water to drink. You didn’t worry about the contaminants of the water as the super drug was still in your system ready to wipe out anything potentially harmful. Once you had your fill you looked around. So far there was no immediate danger….

There was a mountain straight ahead, the vantage point would probably help you locate your teammate. A rustle in the bushes had your shoulder hiking up to your ears. Before you could ready yourself for an attack a large figure burst from the treeline. You fell backwards into the water clutching the wet fabric of Jason’s shirt tight. “Oh thank fuck.” He breathed “I thought you… god, I thought you had” He trailed off, but the slight tremor you felt underneath your fingers betrayed his thoughts and fears.

“No.” You replied wetly. “But it sure was close.” His following laugh was ugly, and he kept you close when you both stood.

“I’ll bet.” He muttered. “Second night here I was taken by a bird with six wings. And I was almost eaten at least five times yesterday.” He scoffed.

“Well, they know a snack when they see one.” You joked. At your jest, you could see the tension melt from his shoulders.

“Haha.” He took a moment to look you over and you followed suit. Aside from a couple of scrapes, he looked fine. “What happened to your arm?”

“Blind, twelve-legged spiders from hell.” He blinked at you slowly, then flicked his eyes around searching. “It’s fine they can’t leave the purple grass.”

“...Right.” He coughed. “Looks infected, we should head back to the ship.” To your relief, it wasn’t much further and it wasn’t long before you were sat in a cot Jason hovering over your arm in concern.

“I took some antibiotics, so the swelling should go down soon.” He nods and continues to clean your wounds. He’s wrapping your arm when you ask. “How long have we been here?”

“Three days.” That explained your headache. “Comms?” He shakes his head.

“Still down. Haven’t finished the repairs but I’ve been switching channels on the monster.” Of course, the monster survived. The ‘monster’ is the biggest blockiest transmitter you’ve ever seen. Old as balls but probably the most reliable equipment in the Outlaw’s possession.

“And the trail?” Jason doesn’t hide his grimace, but his hand comes down on your head gently. “Don’t worry about that, get some sleep.” You want to ask, ask if Kyle’s now going to take Effigy’s place as the controller's pawn but he’s helping you lay down, and as soon as your head hits the pillow you're out.

You wake to the sound of sizzling metal. Your limbs pop when you stretch and as your arms are above you, you notice that the swelling on your arms has gone down. There’s a bottle of water on the table in front of you, next to that is a roasted fish. Your stomach growls and you take care of that before getting cleaned up. Finally feeling like yourself you make it to the control room. You see Jason fusing a panel.

“Morning!” You chirp.

“G’morning.” He grumbles, sliding out from beneath the console. “Feel better?”

“Mm. Thanks for the food.” You catch his smile before he has time to turn away. He grunts in reply and you almost mention how Bruce like that is. But you're quickly distracted by the sheet dangling where the door should be.

“Fuck.” You groan.

“Hn?”

“The door.”

“Where is the door?” He asks.

“Oh don’t get me started.” You groan. He motions for you to continue, picking up the torch to continue working while you speak. “I wasn’t lucky to know where we were when we landed but landing in the middle of a Mugoi village was a dead giveaway”

You put your hands to work, helping with the repairs while telling him about the fun chase through the woods. “It did cushion my fall but to be fair to them, Their very important-looking structure was kinda destroyed by the door.”

“We’re gonna have to fight them to get it back aren’t we?” He sighed.

“Probably… Maybe…”

“Great.”

While you both were making steady progress with the repairs, now that you knew the other was safe you were both more concerned with getting information. And, since a break was in order the two of you took the time to climb up the mountain. You avoided the steeper side of the peak, where you saw the six-winged bird Jason mentioned. “Wouldn’t the rocks interfere with the connection?”

Jason paused his hike to look back at you. “Usually but we’re running out of options.” He kept fiddling with the knobs as you climbed higher until miraculously a voice came through.

“Batman to the Outlaws come in.”

“B!” Jason exclaimed.

“It’s been days Batman… Maybe it’s time to give it up, they’re deciding today. We should be brainstorming not-” Whoever spoke was promptly ignored. “Batman to the Outlaws come in.”

Jason adjusted the channel “Outlaws to Batman” He grinned.

“Red hood.” You hadn’t known Bruce out of the cowl for long but anyone could hear the relief in his tone.

“Hey.”

“Report.” Somehow you knew Batman knew that Jason’s eyes were rolling.

“We’re fine no need to ask.” he scoffed. “We’re grounded but we’ve got the evidence. Days before Kyle’s fight with Van Wyck, Effigy was spotted attacking the Vilgaxian’s prison ship. Soon after the controllers pick him up. Possibility of an exchange between them, as soon as we left their ship we were surrounded. Long-range missiles not typical for Vilgaxians.”

“Hm.”

You share a look with Jason but before you could question him, he was crowding you up against the side of the mountain and into a shallow crevice. “They’ve picked up our transmission.” You peek from around his broad shoulders, three ships have entered the planet's atmosphere and begin to scan the terrain. Rocks come into view when he presses you further into the space, your back meeting the cool surface of the mountainside. The radio is silent for a moment but you don’t comment on it too busy moaning in disgust.

You had placed your hand on the stone to support yourself but your palm had sunk into something squishy. The cool rubbery substance oozes between your fingers but you keep still until you hear Batman's voice.

“We’ve got another piece of evidence to declare. I’ve just received a video from one of our colleagues.” “Let us see it” “Not until it’s been properly analyzed we’d like to verify the authenticity of it first. Now if you’ll excuse me”

“He’s good.” You muse. Jason scoffs but doesn’t deny your claims.

“B They’re pulling back” You watch as they zip back into space and out of sight.

“Good. As soon as you're up and running I want that file uploaded. In the meantime, we’ll look for a paper trail. We'll send backup for you two just in case. This is exactly what we needed thanks, chum.”

And he clicked off.

“Well… That’s that I guess.” You hum. You duck your head to hide your grin at Jason's reddening ears. He grumbles to himself his eyes widening when he notes how he's crowding you in. When he pulls away you're reminded of the icky goo, you curl your lip as you shake the slime-like substance off. “Yuck” you wipe it against the rock. “Eww, that’s nasty what is it?”

“Not sure.” He replies. “I came across it yesterday, tingled a bit till I washed it off.” You shrug and follow his lead, rinsing off your hand in the river and thinking nothing of it. Jason goes to spear some more fish while you work on getting the system running to send the clip. When he returns you switch. It doesn’t take long to fix what you need but it does take about an hour for the file to send.

You get an incoming call while Jason’s working on the ship’s exterior. Kori’s vibrant green eyes are the first thing you see when you accept the call. “(Name)!”

“Kori Hi!” You swirl your head toward the doorless entrance to call Jason in. “Jay!” He comes rushing in as soon as you call him, seafoam green eyes scanning the area for any immediate threat till he sees Kori and Bizarro on the screen.

“Oh.”

“What not happy to see us?” You can hear Roy’s laugh in the background. “Art how long till we reach Jutangai?”

“Two days? You two can hold out that long right?”

“Of course.” You grin. “I can do two more days of fish you?” Jason snorts.

“This whole lantern thing is crazy.” Roy sighs.

“Tell me about it.” Jason frowns. “(Name) and I think they want him because he can host Ion.”

“Whose Ion?” Artemis asks.

“Long story,” Kori interjects.

“We do have time.” You’re sharing goodbyes with Bizarro when Kori begins to tell Artemis of the cosmic entity. You slump back into your chair when the call ends.

“I’m beat.”

“We’ve already done our part, we can take a break.” So you do, you spend it chatting about what Jay was doing during the time you two were apart. He’s telling you about a giant mantis he fought but he pauses his tale when you yawn. “Boring you?”

“Nu-uh.” You yawn again. “Just tired. I wanted to take a shower before bed but with how cold that water is”

“I got the water heater fixed last night.” You jump to your feet eager for a hot shower. “We’ll put a pin in this, I wanna know how you got away.” You don’t see how his eyes follow you when you leave the room.

You stay under the spray for far longer than you anticipated, you were relaxed and the hot water paired with the water pressure has you practically melting. By the time you come out, Jason’s gone from the control room, you don’t see him in the small kitchen, the bedrooms, or storage. Out of concern, you can’t fall asleep, you sit on your cot Jay’s book in hand as you debate on going out and looking for him. ‘What if he’s hurt? Maybe the bird came back?’ You are about to spring to your feet to find the man when he comes through the door.

His face is flushed, sweat causing his shirt to cling to his muscles. You’re only mildly ashamed for ogling, but worry overrides the feeling. He steps towards you, his body heat radiating off him in waves. You are about to question him when his fingers pinch a wet strand of your hair. “Y...You okay?”

“Yeah, Just needed some air.” His voice is rough. “G’night.”

“Good night?” You don’t press him but you do fall asleep bewildered.

He’s good as new the next morning, He’s working on the jagged scrapes along the hull of the ship. You want to ask, but you're not sure how to. You mull over how you’d approach him while you test the repairs. You’re prodding at a couple of cables when you start feeling angsty. You are not sure why but heat begins to pool in your lower belly. And your skin itches to be free from the confines of your clothes. You rest your hot cheek against the metal of the ship walls but it’s stuffy in the ship.

You press your thighs together feeling your core pulse. ‘Maybe a dip in the river will cool me off’ You muse. You push past the fabric ‘door’ and Jason quirks a brow at your rushed out. “Need some air!” You throw a “Going to the river for a swim.” to let him know where you’d be. He doesn’t pay much mind to it, only telling you to stay safe while he gets back to work. The main sun moves a couple of inches across the sky and he figures he should join you, and cool off a bit.

On his trek to the river, he thinks back to last night. The odd fire that filled his loins. He’s had thoughts about you before but the way in which he was consumed the previous night didn’t seem quite normal. Maybe foreign subs-

“Hnngh” He paused at the sound. He was close enough to see the river, your head peeking out from behind a rock. When you whimpered again he heard his boots hitting the earth. He was next to you in seconds, eyes roving over your form to find out where you were hurt.

“Are you” The words died in his throat. “..Okay.” He quickly averted his eyes, but the image of you with your hands between your thighs was already burned into his retinas. While a million thoughts raced through his head most of them along the lines of you being as attractive nude as he’d imagined. The one that rang out the clearest was ‘Last night.’ The same thing had happened to him. He cleared his throat remembering how long it took for him to finish. Your broken moans pulled him from his analysis.

“J-Jason.” You whined pitifully, it felt wrong, the way his stomach swooped at your tone.

“Y-Yeah?”

“I can’t” You whimpered, he chanced a look at your face and his heart sank. Your brows were pinched, your lips wobbling as tears cascaded down your cheeks.

“Can’t what sweet thing.” He frowned and reached out to wipe your tears pausing when he thought of the possibility of recontamination. ‘The thing on the mountain?’

“Cum.” The air was knocked out of him.

“J-just keep doing what you’re doing b-” He paused before he could call you baby. You weren’t his no matter how he felt. “Just keep going I’ll.. I’ll be at the ship sorry.”

He was about to get up from his knees when you wailed “No please stay! Help me.” He couldn’t.

“I can’t your not, We’re not.” He blew out a long line of air. “You are under the influence of some type of aphrodisiac, you should be fine if you cum a couple of times.” He felt the tips of his ears burn at his words.

“M’ not asking for you to touch me.” You gasped, the wet sounds of you playing stimulating yourself were getting harder to ignore. But your words caught his attention. He was caught between being hurt and confused. How’d you want him to help you?

“Jay please.” Your voice was going to haunt his dreams. “Help me!”

“H-how?!” He breathed, his eyes not moving any further than your chin.

“I can’t get off without…”

“Without?”

“..Asmr.” You mumbled.

“Asmr?” he parrots. “What do you-

“Ugh! Just talk me through it!” His cheeks bloom a cherry red at your ask.

“O-okay Um, shit.” He holds his breath for a couple of seconds to settle himself. “Okay. I want you to keep doing what you’re doing, mm yeah just like that but not so fast. Go slower for me sweetheart.” He bit his lip at your shaky okay.

“You like that?” It’d be easier if he could see but once your head was clear he wasn’t sure you’d appreciate that.

“Yeah, Jay feels good~”

“Yeah?” “Mhm” “Wanna be good for me?” At your teary yes! He asks you to go faster and press a bit harder.

“God you’re so sweet, you just do what you’re told huh?”

“Yes! Only for you! Ah! Jason~” He knows you’re just saying that. But if he only knew how much you wanted him to.

“For me? Then cum for me. You can do that, right? Cum all over your fingers for me.” You do just that your sex dripping from your release but the fire in your veins is still scorching.

“M-more Jay need you to Mmm fuck! Tell me you wanna fuck me!” Oh, he does. He really does want to. And while he knows he shouldn’t his calloused palm cups your cheek tenderly, his thumb pressing your chin up so that your hazy eyes can look into his. He doesn’t look away from your face, watching your lashes flutter with each word.

“Of course, I wanna fuck you baby. I’d make sure my baby feels real good. I’d kiss these perfect lips” He dares to brush the rough pad of his thumb on your lower lip. “Till you’re dizzy.” He whispers.

“Gasping for me and gripping my hair as I lick down your pretty neck.” You mewl eyes shutting as he paints you a picture. “You’ll be so sweet for me right?”

“Yeah promise”

“Promise?” His deep voice grumbles the words and you rut into your hands with a repeat of the word. “Hmm, then you’d have to stay real still for me as I explore that gorgeous body. I wanna lick you everywhere, gonna kiss and tease you till you squirm.”

“Please!”

“Don’t gotta beg sweet thing, I’ll give you everything, my fingers, my mouth my tongue my cock all yours. Just tell me how you want it.”

“I’d want you inside.” You gasp.

“Then I’d have to go down slow, get you nice and wet with my tongue, stretch out that pretty little hole so you can take me. Do you want it nice? Slow and deep, or do you want me to stir up that sloppy hole hard and fast?”

“Shit! Jay!” You see him through tears, the pressure in you winding tight with each word. “Yes!”

“Which one?”

“B-both! Wanna be yours.” Your breath hitches and one of your hands leaves your body to grip his forearm. Your nails bite into his skin when you cum again. Jason lets out a shaky breath when your mouth drops open in a soundless moan. He hasn’t looked down at you once, but your face and voice are doing it for him. He doesn’t touch himself, he painfully hard but he’ll let it go down. He thinks you’re good now and you feel his grip on your face loosen.

“O-one more, s-still feels hot.” And while yes, your body is still heated it’s not so much due to the aphrodisiac. He can feel your breathy pants against his fingers and he wets his lips willing himself to stare into your glassy eyes. He can do this, watch you fall apart one more time for him. ‘Just one more’ His dick was so stiff that it was becoming uncomfortable.

“Wanna be mine huh? You want me to put my thick throbbing cock into your tight little hole? Gonna let me cum inside? Make you mine from the inside out?” You hissed out a string of yeses. No doubt raw from the overstimulation. “Mmm yeah fuck need you to milk my cock with your perfect hole, gonna make you all sloppy and loose and have you thank me for it, show you how much I lo- want you, get you all drunk off my cock” He feels your hand speed up and he continues “You won’t want anyone else right?”

“No! Just wan’ you.”

“Just me?” You nod “Gonna be all mine.”

“Yeah, all yours!” Your voice cracks a tiny bit and your cum for the third time with his name on your lips, your body slumping over the cool rock as you catch your breath. Jason’s still cradling your face, his eyes glued to your shiny lips. He doesn’t know when he leans in, you don’t know when it happens either. But his rough lips press against your softly, the lightest of pressures but it leaves you more breathless than his filthy words had. Your eyes snap open when you feel him pull back, his pretty seafoam eyes are wide, his lips parted. He wrenched back looking vaguely horrified as if your lips burned him.

He doesn’t turn around when you call his name. He’s avoiding you. Or are you avoiding him? You sort of feel like you may have taken advantage of him. That last one you didn’t really need it maybe you’d pushed to far? Or maybe he knows you like him and he’s pulling away? What if he only sees you as a friend?! What if this changes things? What if he kicks you off the team? The what-ifs follow you into fitful sleep. Unbeknownst to you the what-ifs plague Jason throughout the night.

He’s devastated, because how could he take advantage of you like that? He has no right to kiss you. You were under the influence, you were saying whatever. What if he ruined things and you want to leave the team? What if you never wanted to speak with him again? And while he likes the rest of the team he’s not complaining about it being the two of you most of the time. But after today will you even feel comfortable being with him alone? Was he too obvious? Did you know?

You both looked wretched in the morning. Lack of sleep was apparent as you wished each other a stilted good morning. He worked silently on the hull while you finished up inside. The nerves were killing you and the incoming call did nothing but grate them.

“H-Hi Biz.” Bizzaro furrowed his brows at your expression. “Couldn’t sleep.” You lied, it didn’t look like he believed you. “What’s up?”

“Bad news! We’re a minute closer!” He beams.

“Oh, That’s great!”

“Don’t tell red him.” He waves at you before cutting off the call. You steel yourself and walk outside. Jason almost drops his tools when you come to stand behind him. He readies himself, determined to hear you out.

“Bizzaro says they’re an hour away.” ‘Oh.’ He wonders if that’s what you want. To pretend it didn’t happen. But you don’t leave and before he can turn around and tell you he won’t mention it your apologizing to him? “I… I’m sorry.”

“What?” This time he does drop his torch. “Wait? Why are you sorry I should be the one apologizing?”

“The thing wore off after the second orgasm- Huh? For what?” You ask.

“What do you mean for what?” He frowns. “Kissing you. Huh?!”

You both gawk at each other for a moment before one of you snorts and the other laughs.

“I like you,” Jason confesses.

“I like you too.” You smile. You’re both smiling at each other until you hear the six-winged bird screech in the distance. “We um.. We should probably get back to work?”

“Yeah.” He watches as you quickly shuffle over and is stunned when you press a kiss to his cheek before you can skirt behind the curtain door into the ship he catches your hand. His gaze flickers down to your lips and you don’t need any further invitation. Sure you’d probably have to have a proper conversation about whatever this was but for now his lips against yours were enough.

The rest of the Outlaws touch down an hour later, the first one off the ship is Roy who throws his arms over both of your shoulders “I guess we have two things to celebrate!”

“How could you possibly know?” Jason asks.

“I didn’t” He grins. “You just confirmed it.”

Kori flies out of the ship and squeezes the three of you into a hug. You hear the breath get knocked out of Roy when Bizzaro joins and you all wait for Artemis to reluctantly join. “Group hug!”

It isn’t long before you are all sitting around a fire and Artemis is telling you about how the Guardians of the Universe opened an investigation on the Vilgaxians. “Turns out they really just wanted him so that they could trap Ion”

“So how’d the infiltration go?” Kori asks Jason. He’s telling the redhead trio about your quick mission while you chat and chug beers with Bizzaro.

“Not been long” He huffs.

“Yeah, it has.” You sigh, you're pleasantly buzzed watching as the campfire light reflects off the faces of your friends. While you like being a duo with Jason there's just something about having the whole gang present. You grabbing another drink when Roy spots your arm.

“What did that?”

“A blind, twelve-legged spider from hell.”

“Oh, this I have to hear.” When you finish, Kori snaps her fingers “It’s a Kn’vg!” You all butcher the pronunciation when Roy claims it’s his turn to tell a story about a close encounter with death! While Roy yaps Jason's hand reaches yours tentatively and you curl your fingers around his. You’re glad that although everyone sees how you're now leaning into each other no one says anything about you two. You know they’ll ask but not right now, not when this thing between you is still so new. Your friends continue to chat into the night that is until Artemis snorts at Roy’s tale. “No way that happened.” Jason tucks you under his arm as the shit show begins.

“It did” he frowns.

“Is this one of those and everyone clapped moments?” Kori asked.

“Sounds real.” Bizarro huffed his arms crossed over his chest.

“It is.” Before Roy can properly defend himself Jason tosses out a “Bullshit!”

“What?! You mother fucker! You were there?!”

The next morning you catch Jason's eyes and look away. His smile is shy when he says good morning, you're wrapping your arms around him to pull him into a hug when you hear someone ask.

“Hey, where's the door?”

“I drew a map!” You exclaim, you all group around it. “Here is the purple field and there’s the Mugoi village, the door should be right in the center.”

“Biz can not fly and get it.” He shrugs.

“No I can get it, I want to see the Kn’vg creatures.”

“We can all go,” Kori suggests. Roy straps on his trick arrows before taking the map and heading off in the direction of the lavender field.

“The first one to it wins!”

“Hell yeah!” Jason takes off after him after latching on his hood. Kori and Bizzaro speed off and Artemis has already caught up to both Roy and Jason promptly tripping them as she passes. You shake your head at your team but strap on your boomerangs all the same.

“Wait for me!”

You'd have to talk with Jason later, have a real serious conversation about this, you know the two of you. But right now, you needed to get to that door before your maybe-boyfriend and friends.

Kinktober2024|Masterlist

#“Pretty sure this counts as harassing the locals…” (Name) Probably #jason todd x reader #jason todd smut #red hood x reader #red hood smut #jason todd x you #red hood x you

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strawberrynull · 9 months ago

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──⯎ ˙❄ ̟ first snow (enha ver.)

엔하이픈 | Enhypen | ot7

──Pairing: enha ot7 x reader

──Genre: fluff, scenarios, imagines

──Synopsis: You are outside with enhypen when it suddenly begins snowing- the first snow of the winter season. In Korea, there is a superstition that whoever you are with on the first snow is your soulmate

──A/N: guys I love winter so much. It's my favorite season. Also I have a draft that I dunno if I wanna post or not...

(This story was written with @sharksandminhos - please go follow!)

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이희승 | Heeseung

“Ahh this is why I tell you to bring gloves.” Heeseung sucks his teeth as he takes his gloves off and reaches for your hands, which are icy to the touch. This wasn't the first time you had forgotten your gloves. No, this had to have been at least the 20th time. Truth be told, it was on purpose too.

Whenever you would forget your gloves, you hoped that your boyfriend would take your hands in his. Most of the time he would just hand you his pair of gloves instead.

Heeseung carefully slipped his gloves over your cold hands. You let out a huff and cross your arms in annoyance.

“What?” He feigns ignorance, scrunching his eyebrows together. "I always tell you to bring gloves but you don't even when it's snowing."

"Seungie, you wouldn't understand-"

"It's the first snow though so I'll let it slide this time." He sighs, shoving his hands in his pockets. Before you can even ask what he meant, he began explaining. "They say that if you're with someone on the first snow, that person is your soulmate."

He then grabbed your hands, gaze not leaving your lively features. "I know you've been forgetting your gloves on purpose. It's not hard to miss." Heeseung chuckles. He studies your fingers, playing with the cute silver rings that adorned them before intertwining his hands with yours. You look down at your interlocked hands then up at him through your eyelashes with big doe like eyes. The white snowflakes sat on top of your slightly windblown hair, nose red from the chilly winter air.

“It's really cute, but you don’t have to freeze yourself to get me to hold your hand. I will take it upon myself to hold your hand in every walk we take, whether it’s 100 degrees outside or negative 15 degrees.”

박종성 | Jongseong

You and Jay had gone to the grocery store to get ingredients for dinner that obviously Jay would be cooking. While walking back home along the sidewalk, a tiny fleck of snow dropped onto your cheek causing you to flinch slightly. You pressed your hand to your cheek, using your other hand to tug at his sleeve.

"Hey Jay, look," He stopped walking and turned to look at you. "It's snowing!" You said excitedly. Jay gave a loving smile.

"That's great. We better get home before we get stuck in the snow though." He chuckled before continuing to walk.

"It's the first snow."

"Yeah, I suppose it is." He nodded. You huffed at his ignorance.

"Jayyyyyyy," you pouted. Jay turned to you with a look of confusion. "The person you're with on the first snow is your soulmate."

Jay just laughed. You furrowed your brows and crossed your arms. "So that's why you were acting like this?" He stood in front of you, tucking a stray hair behind your ear. He leaned down just inches from your face. You closed your eyes, feeling Jays lips lightly press onto yours. "Then I'm glad I'm here with you."

심재윤 | Jaeyun

Jake had been rambling on and on about Pokemon for the past 15 minutes. You two were hanging out at the park, as per usual. It was too cold for little kids to want to play outside so the playground was empty besides you and your boyfriend. The swing set squeaked as you swung side by side.

"And I was trying to catch this stupid Tyranitar but-" suddenly Jake went quiet.

You turned to him, dropping your smile. "Jakey you didn't finish your sentence."

"Baby, look!" he gasped, eyes widening. He jumped from the swing and pointed into the air. "It's snowing!"

"Is it really?" You asked, also getting up off your swing. You cupped your hand in front of your mouth and blew warm air into your palms, attempting to warm yourself up a bit.

"I'm serious. It's snowing, it's snowing!" He yelled, jumping up and down while flailing his arms around like a child. "Can we make a snowman? Pleaseeeeee, pretty pleaseeee?"

A giggle escaped your lips as Jake grabbed your hands with excitement, smiling brightly with his signature smile.

"Jake, there is definitely not enough snow to make a snowman right now." He gives a small 'aww' before pouting. You chuckle softly at his cuteness. "It's okay. You know why? Because today is the first snow, and I'm here with you and only you."

He tilts his head in confusion for a moment before his eyes widen and his mouth forms a small 'oh.' A smirk quickly spreads across his face as he comes closer to you, snaking his hands around your waist. He begins to quickly litter kisses all over your face as you stifle out laughs.

"You have no idea how happy I am to be your soulmate."

박성훈 | Sunghoon

Snow had begun to fall as the two of you walked on the sidewalk, passing building after building. This was the perfect opportunity for you to call him the nickname he hated.

"Hey ice prince," you coo. The nickname made him stop in his tracks and turn to you, rolling his eyes. Just the reaction you wanted.

"What is it now?" He huffed.

You immediately scrunched your nose. You dropped his hand, sighing dramatically. "Geez you're so mean to me." You stuck your bottom lip out forming a cute small pout.

"F-fine, I'm sorry." he stuttered quickly. Sunghoon picked your hands back up, slightly panicking. "What's up, angel?" He asked, squeezing your hand gently.

"It's snowing, see?" you explained, hoping to tease him some more. To your dismay, he came back with a comment of his own to tease you with.

"You know, they say that whoever you're with when it snows for the first time will be your soulmate." He smirked, leaning down just mere centimeters from your face. You could feel his breath on your cold face as it made white clouds in the frigid air. He cupped your cheek in his cold large hand. You clamped your eyes shut as Sunghoons lips ghosted against your own.

"Does that make you my ice princess?"

김선우 | Sunoo

You cover your face shyly as Sunoo captures another picture of you on his phone. It had suddenly started snowing while you guys were walking around Hongdae to go shopping together. "Ah don't cover your face! The pictures are better when I can actually see you." You giggle and shake your head before running up to him to look at the said pictures. "Oh those actually aren't bad." You say sighing in content then looking up at Sunoo. He looked just as breathtaking in the snow. You bring your hand up to run your icy fingers through his dark brown locks. The snowflakes that had settled on top of his hair fall as you do so. "You know I should take some pictures of you too. You look really pretty right now" Sunoo's face breaks out into an ear to ear smile and can't help but laugh at the comment. "No stoppppp~ you're the pretty one here!" He says wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into him. When you open your mouth to protest some more, he beats you to it. "They say that whoever you're with during the first snow is your soulmate~" He wiggles his eyebrows as you look at him wide eyed, your cheeks coming to be a deeper shade of red, and not from the cold. When he starts to laugh even more you hit his arm. "Yaaaa- nobody says that." you pout and roll your eyes. Sunoo shakes his head, insisting that it's true. When you keep denying it he grabs your hands, pulling you close to him. "They do. I'm serious, angel." Sunoo kisses the tip of your peachy nose and smiles down at you with lovestruck eyes. "And there's nobody i'd rather be with than you." You giggle and bury your face in his chest before begging to take pictures of him in the snow.

양정원 | Jungwon

As soon as the cold white flake hit your cheek, your face lit up in excitement. You watched as the air around Seoul turned pale from the falling snow. "Ya Jungwon-ah! It's snowing look!" You lift your palms up and spin around, making Jungwon chuckle. He wraps his hands around your waist and kisses the corner of your mouth lovingly and looks you in the eye. "What happened to calling me Wonnie?" He says playfully pouting. Your eyes widen and you immediately shake your head, some of the icy specks flying off the top. At this point, your boyfriend preferred his cute nickname over his real name. Only you could call him Wonnie. "I'm sorry... Wonnie." You smile innocently. Jungwon pecks your lips once and smiles at you. You can't help but find him adorable- with the way his nose is a rosy shade of red because of the frigid weather, and his hair slightly messy from the chilly evening breeze. "How could I be mad knowing you're the angel I was destined to be with?" You eyebrows first furrow in confusion, but then shoot up with realization. "Oh! I am!" You jump up and wrap your arms around his shoulders to bring him in for a nice, warm hug.

"You don't realize how happy you make me." Jungwon whispers, sighing into your comforting embrace.

니키 | Niki

Snow was falling gently as you and Niki stood outside on his apartment balcony. You had a beautiful view of the city. All the buildings covered in white fluffy snow was a sight to see.

You hadn't planned for it to snow when you were going to your boyfriends house. So now you were outside in thin pants and a long sleeve shirt with the majority of the front cut out.

"Please just take my coat and scarf." He pleaded, taking off his jacket and draping it over your shoulders. "You've gotta be freezing cold."

"Niki you're literally in short sleeves and jeans." You deadpanned, trying to shrug off his jacket. You knew he wouldn't give up that easily though. He had insisted you wear his jacket at least 5 times now. "You're gonna be colder than me. I'll be fine."

"I'm not cold." He lied, attempting to appear as if he wasn't shaking. He took off his scarf- the cold air hitting his bare neck, sending a chill down his spine.

"Yes you are. Baby I can see you shivering." You held up your hands to prevent him from giving you his gray and black scarf.

"I'm not cold." He insisted again, eventually wrapping his scarf carefully around your neck after you stopped putting up a fight.

You watched as Niki shook from the cold, teeth chattering occasionally. He would try to descretely rub his hands together. The prominent goosebumps on his arms made you pout at how selfless and kindhearted he was, no matter how hard he tried to hide it.

"... Come here." put his jacket back on his shoulders and stand in front of him. He slides his arms through the sleeves and snakes his arms around your waist. You carefully wrap the fluffy scarf around both your necks, forcing you two to be close.

"Did you know that today is the first snow?" you ask, barely above a whisper. Niki can't help staring at your lips as you speak. "That means we're soulmates, Niki."

Niki stumbles to form a coherent sentence. Instead he decides to place his lips on yours, squeezing your waist gently. The kiss lingers for a moment, before Niki pulls away, quickly dropping his head in your shoulder to hide his obvious blush.

"Good."

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ronance4everbrainrot · 4 months ago

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Some more more little descendants incorrect quotes with Glassheart/CharmingHeart

(and other ships)

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Queen of Hearts: Enough! How dare you mock me in such a manner!?

Red: Well. How would you like me to mock you? I take requests.

(Red, keep your head safe)

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Chloe, sweating: Red, there’s something I need to ask you-

Red: Finally! You’re proposing!

Chloe: How’d you know?

Red: Amore, you’ve dropped the ring five times during dinner.

Red: I even picked it up once.

(Chloe version of the proposal lol. Chloe's Mary Ann shining through)

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Uma: *tapping fingers on table*

Mal: *taps fingers back furiously*

Audrey: …What’s going on?

Evie: Morse code. They’re talking.

Uma: -.-- ..- .-. / - …. . / -.-. ..- - . … -

Mal: *slams hands on table* YOU TAKE THAT BACK!

(The double date wasn't a good idea... They got thrown out)

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Jay: I have a new hoodie.

Carlos: Wrong.

Carlos: We have a new hoodie.

(Yep. Honestly they've been doing that since childhood, sharing hoodies)

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Charming: Do you see yourself as a glass half-full or glass half-empty kind of person?

Ella: Half-full, definitely.

Ella: Half-full and constantly rising.

Ella: Soon the water will escape its container and consume us all.

(Ella, I think spending time with Bridget turned you Mad. Slay)

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Bridget: *about Red and Chloe* They make a cute couple, huh?

Ella: They certainly are standing next to each other.

(Ella, you're gaydar is not broken. You're just denying it because of your internalized homophobia)

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Bridget: Having two partners is both amazing and complicated. But all our problems are solved with communication.

Charming: It’s my turn to cuddle Ella.

Bridget: FIVE MORE MINUTES DAMMIT!

(Red: *non-existent*)

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Bridget, near tears: I have the sex appeal of a math book!

Ella: I don’t know, dude, I’ve never met anyone that opened a math book and didn’t say “fuck me”.

(Ella being a good girlfriend)

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Chloe: Crushes are the worst. Whenever I’m near mine, I start acting stupid.

Red: You always act stupid.

Red:

Red: Wait...

(yeah. She totally was just staring at you while you tried to make the obvious Obvious)

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Chloe: Yeah, a partner sounds nice, but a supreme enemy you can make out with in secret sometimes sounds a lot more hardcore.

(Like staring at their lips in the fight of your lives)

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Hope you liked it Uwuwuwuw

Byeeee

#rise of red incorrect quotes #rise of red #ella charming #bridget x ella #bridget of hearts #chloe charming #red of wonderland #redcharming #princess red #glassheart #evie x mal #uma x audrey #charminghearts #jarlos

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jjongslutz · 1 year ago

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https://x.com/g_md_ri/status/1732039176810598622?s=46&t=2pfgV1Et_rAi2rt9FOuB4g

I’m sorry but he’s so seems cold and reserved cool guy on campus who secretly has a heart of gold. always melts when he sees his princess (you) and loves spending time with you and in between your thighs 🥹❣️

HE DOES ☹️

the rich heir, son of the CEO of the top company in the country; everyone either wants to be him or be with him, but he pays them no mind always burying himself in his studies - he only has a few friends, too, all with connections through their parents which really reinforces his stuck-up image

your friends hate him. "he's so annoying, right? he clearly doesn't even care about anyone, yet all these people are practically throwing themselves in front of him so he doesn't need to step in a puddle or something..." one snickers. the other jumps in, "god forbid he ruins his new shoes!"

little do either of them know, jay'll pull you into an empty lecture room later on when you're alone - so desperate to see you because the two of you have been so busy lately :(

grabbing ahold of your hand, he guides you to the top of the stairs, finding seats at the back in case someone walks in.

"i've missed you so much, princess," he says as he watches you settle yourself in the chair, already knowing what's to come

"i missed you too," you giggle at his wide eyes. you open your legs while your hand plays with the ends of his hair, serving as guidance to your core.

you conveniently chose to wear a skirt, which gives him such open access to what the two of you want most right now. his fingers trace small circles on your clothed cunt, a smirk forming on his face as he watches the wet patch growing underneath his touch

he pushes the material to the side before you start squirming, equally as impatient as you are. he dips two fingers into your sopping hole, rubbing his thumb over your clit to ease the stretch. he looks up at you with doe eyes, "you look so beautiful today, princess."

you blush at his kind words mixed with his sensual touch. "jay..."

"what?" he chuckles. "i can't compliment my girlfriend?"

his fingers push and pull in and out of you gently as his eyes travel over your body in its entirety with an expression as if he's seen all seven wonders of the world. he might as well have.

when you're comfortably stretched, letting out soft moans, jay leans down to your core, lapping his tongue over your clit, his fingers rolling into your pussy at a slow pace.

your hand finds its way to his hair, not pulling, but slipping through his strands.

"fuck, jay."

he pulls away for one agonizing moment. "feels good?"

you throw your head back in faux-frustration. "yes, it feels good. dumbass, don't stop."

the vibrations of his laughter against your cunt bring you closer to where you want to be. naturally, your hips roll into his movements as they quicken to match your needs.

within minutes, you're coming undone under his touch, jay humming at the sweet taste of your juices.

if this was the first time you've done this, you'd ask him if he wanted you to jerk him off - not as if you don't want to either. but he'd deny it as always, saying that all he wants is to make his girl feel good.

the two of you sit together in the empty lecture room for some time after that. talking and chatting about whatever, just enjoying each other's company.

then, the appalling sound of your alarm rings. "i should head to my next class," you announce unenthusiastically.

jay pouts. "see you tomorrow?"

"you have that company dinner, remember?"

"oh, right," his frown sours. "i'll skip it, i rather spend my evening with you than greedy old men."

you laugh at his intentions and agree unseriously, getting up and taking your bag with you.

he walks you to the door, but stays back for a while after you leave the room.

it doesn't matter to you that your relationship is kept very lowkey, adds to the excitement - sneaking around, keeping secrets.

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sumaneun-stars · 1 year ago

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'No Kissing'

pairing. jay x fem!reader

genre. fluff, smut(lil bit)

warnings. mentions of sex, hickeys(sorta), periods

synopsis. Jay has been way too busy after he inherited his fathers company, and you've started to get some negative vibes of your relationship with him. Your thoughts vanish once you see his warm smile once again.

You wake up to an empty bed without Jay, your fiancée. You grab your phone from the bedside table to check the time. You groan as you get out of the bed to get dressed. You miss him- a lot. Ever since he had inherited his fathers company, he's been extremely busy. He'd always leave early in the morning and come home late at night. You often wait for Jay to arrive from work, but the next morning you'd find yourself in bed regretting why you fell asleep on the couch.

You sigh, thinking of how the both of you used to make love back in college. You needed to feel him so badly. His breath on your core, the stretch and his lips. You missed very part of him. You heard the doorbell of the apartment ring, excited that it might be Jay. You run to the door, only to see Ben and Jay’s sister, Jiwoo, at the door.

“Hey y/n! Long time no see!” Jiwoo greeted you, pulling you in for a hug.

“Hey! What brings you here?” you asked politely.

“Oh- Jay said he'd babysit Ben while I’m away for my business trip"

“Really-?" you said, confused.

“Yeah, didn't he tell you?" She asked back.

“Of course he did!" You lied.

You took Ben’s stuff upstairs to the spare room in your apartment. You loved having Ben around, but deep down you were a little upset about Jay not informing you about Ben’s stay.

“Where’s Uncle Jay?” Ben asked, looking up at you.

“He’s at work Ben, but he’ll come back don’t worry” you say, smiling softly. "Wanna play Lego?”

“Yes!” Ben cheers.

You flop on the bed, tired after having a meal with Ben and visiting the park. You open your chat with Jay, and as usual- there was no new message from him. You felt hurt, and- ignored. It almost felt like Jay had someone else with him- that you were a burden to him. You had been too patient with him, so it was about time you were getting negative thoughts of your relationship with Jay. You looked at the beautiful silver ring wrapped around your ring finger, pondering. What if he was cheating on you? Or planning to break up with you?

You muted the voice in your head, making your way to the kitchen to start on dinner. You watch as Ben played with his toy train. Looking at him playing made you wonder if you’d ever have a kid with Jay. You set the pan on the stove. Just as you were about to light the fire, the doorbell rings.

“Ben, can you get the door for me please?” you called out to Ben.

“Okay!” you hear him running to the door.

“Uncle Jay!!” Ben screams from where he was standing.

You almost spilled the oil that you were about to pour on the pan.

“Hey buddy I forgot you were coming over!" Jay carried Ben and made his way to the kitchen.

You looked at Jay and instantly all those negative thoughts melted away. You watch as he swung Ben from one arm to another, laughing while doing so.

Jay spotted you, his smile fading away in guilt. He felt guilty for not telling you about Ben’s stay, and for constantly coming home late. He hated coming home to see you asleep on the couch waiting for him. You wore a simple t-shirt with shorts that didn’t cover your thighs well. Your hair was tied into a messy bun, strands falling from the sides of your head. You looked gorgeous in his eyes. Even with all the trouble he caused, you still smiled at him warmly. Jay made his way towards you, Ben still in his arms.

“Hey baby” Jay pecked your cheek, wrapping one arm around your waist while the other holding Ben.

All you wanted to do was just cuddle with him. You feel Jay’s hand stroking your hair.

“Missed me?” Jay asked, returning the warm smile.

You nodded your head without hesitation, not wanting to play his game.

Jay notices your lack of response, and kisses your head feeling guilty once again for playing you.

“Eww” Ben says as he pushes Jay’s face from yours.

You giggle as you walk back to where you were. You start the fire and Jay instantly turns it off. You look at him confused as to why he did so.

“Let’s go out for dinner” Jay leaned on the counter, looking at you with loving eyes.

“I don’t know Jay, I’m not sure Ben will like it”

“Hey Ben! You wanna go out for dinner or eat burnt food?”

“Hey!” you punch his shoulder playfully.

“Let's go out!” Ben cheers from the living room.

Jay smiles in victory. You chuckle at his childish behavior.

During the whole car ride to the restaurant, Ben was sitting on the passenger seat with Jay. You would be lying if you said it didn’t bother you that Ben was constantly with Jay, but then again you remembered that Ben lost his father and that Jay was like a Dad to him. At the restaurant, Ben went straight to the play area, which finally left you alone with Jay.

“He’s a handful isn’t he?” Jay said, chuckling.

“He’s cute though,” you replied.

“Y/n”

“Hm?”

“Thank you” Jay smiled at you.

“Why-"

“I know I've become more distant from you- and I’m sorry if I'm making you feel lonely”

You look down at your plate of food.

“You deserve so much more y/n, this is not the life I promised you- and I’m sorry for not being there for you, love” he continued. Jay could feel his eyes water, he looked down and a tear fell on the side of his plate. Jay felt a hand cupping his cheek.

“It’s okay” you say as you wipe his tears.

Jay leans his head on your hand, kissing your palm.

“I’ll make it up to you tonight, I promise” He said.

“Not tonight baby, you look tired and don’t deny it” you run your fingers through his scalp in a comforting manner.

“You really are the best wife” Jay chuckles

“Oh my god stop” You laugh along.

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Jay stopped in front of the apartment, caressing Ben’s shoulder as he was upset that the ride was over. Jay looked behind, only to find you sound asleep. He looked at your peaceful figure, your head leaning on the window, and your hair a beautiful mess. Jay carefully opened your side of the door and carried you bridal style, Ben following behind. He laid you on the bed like most nights when he came back from work. After he made sure that Ben was tucked in, Jay came back to the room to see you still in the same position he left you in.

Jay gently removed your makeup, admiring your face, he loved your small pimples that were scattered across your face. Slowly he started undressing you, he carefully removed the strap of your dress and pulled it down. He couldn’t believe his eyes. You were in lingerie- his favorite one. Jay watched your body in awe, the lace sat beautifully on your body. He found himself getting hard- almost painfully hard. He missed making love to you so much, and if you wore lingerie of that sort tonight, it meant you were expecting sex- you wanted to make love tonight. Jay felt guilty, and a part of him wondered why you were still with him. You deserve so much more, you deserve to be loved and cared for. Jay removed the cloth of sin from your body without waking you up, he brought a damp cloth and started wiping your body. After changing you into his t-shirt and shorts, he got into bed and made you rest your head on his chest. Jay wondered how tired you were to not get up when he cleaned you up. He was going to make it up to you.

The next morning Jay woke up to make breakfast, he was going to surprise you. Jay took a day off today to be with you and hopefully make love to you. The thought of spending the day with you made him excited.

“Hey” you enter the kitchen in awe.

“Hey love, I took a day off today! We can spend the entire day together!" Jay hugged you and made you sit on the counter.

“Today is entirely about you alright?” Jay looked at you as you giggled.

Jay loved it when you laughed, it was like music to his ears. The both of you admired each other's faces until Jay leaned in to kiss you. The kiss was full of emotion. It also felt like an apology. Jay runs his tongue over your lips for permission to enter, you smile in to kiss and let him in. From passionate, it went to sloppy and hungry. Suddenly oxygen was important- but not for Jay. He made his way to your neck and started sucking on your skin, your moans were turning on Jay so much he wanted to fuck you on this very counter. Jay made his way down to your (his) shorts and hooked his fingers over them to remove it but Jay felt your hand restricting him.

You took his hand away, signaling him not to.

“Baby are you okay? Is there something wrong?” Jay started to panic. This was the first time you had done anything of this sort.

“No jay, you didn’t do anything wrong. It's just..” you looked down, ashamed.

“What is it then? Tell me” he caressed your hands.

“I- I got my periods”

Jay chuckles softly at your embarrassed expression.

“Baby there’s nothing wrong with that, thank you for stopping me, love” Jay cups your cheek and kisses your nose and forehead in a comforting manner. You smile gratefully at him, but also sad that you won’t be able to have sex with him, then it clicked you-

“Oh my god” You said, thinking of last night.

“What?” Jay asked.

“Did you..” you look up at him.

“Oh the lingerie! Yeah that was a naughty thing you pulled there y/n” he said teasingly.

“Jayy” you whine.

The both of you laugh and lean in to kiss once more until,

“NO!” Ben runs in between the both of you.

“No kissing!”

Jay and you laugh at Ben and look at each other lovingly, waiting for the day to start.

End.

a/n: sorry guys for teasing ya'll. smut coming soon though!

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poppadom0912 · 1 year ago

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Together (VII)

Warnings: Mentions of violence, blood, injuries, abuse, kidnappings, shootings, swearing and scary men.

Summary: When Jay least expected it, he suddenly starts hearing things. And maybe, he's starting to hallucinate too.

A/N: Am I suddenly full of inspiration and writing in school when i should be doing my lab write up? Yes I am. This chapter has been changed many times but I finally finished editing. A little spoiler- maybe I’m being nicer to my babies 🙃

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Over the course of eating their very poorly put together ‘meal’, Will came to the conclusion that the food hadn’t been tampered with and so he was happy to continue feeding you.

You had to admit that you felt like a baby, your older adult brother feeding adult you. You tried insisting you could feed yourself but with the state of your shaking fingers, hands sore from the countless times they’d been tied back, Will denied you your request.

The man that had given the tray of food returned and this time, there was something rectangle like sticking out in one of his trouser pockets while what clearly sounded like keys was sticking out in the other.

Your heart skipped a beat, and you could feel Will’s heart rate increase from where his hand was positioned over yours. He must’ve noticed it too.

The Ezra's were so meticulous in their plans and their behaviour was always erratic and on another level of violence that it was impossible to believe one of their henchmen could even, for a second, have the thought of being nice to their victims.

But you were continuously surprised by them because as he took the empty tray, leaving behind the two waters and single juice, he ‘accidentally’ dropped the plastic rectangle and as he was walking away, his back turned to you both, a key fell and clanged against the ground, but he never looked back.

And just like that, the door slammed behind him, massively contrasting the immense kindness he showed mere seconds ago.

Holy friggin shit balls.

*****

Was Trudy worried? Yes, indeed she is. Was she going to show any concern? No, not unless she was left alone with her detective.

Ever since dispatch had forwarded her Jay’s call, she’d been on her feet and alert. And ever since she found out that Jackson and Ezra Murray were the culprits to blame, she was determined that they weren’t going to get away again.

Trudy knew all the Halstead siblings, but she knew Jay the best. Over the many years, not only herself but many, many others were forced to get used to not one but three Halstead's being in existence and working within less than fifteen minutes from each other.

Currently, Trudy and Jay were alone in the bullpen since the younger detective was barred from any field work unless they found Will and Y/N’s location but that was the only exception. Right now, her job was to keep Jay company, keep an eye on him and continue looking for any more clues or evidence that could be of any help.

Jay was very clearly still losing his mind and his mental and physical state deteriorated as time passed. At this point, Trudy couldn’t help but think the worst and fear for how her detective was going to fare as a result.

Currently, she was sat opposite him at Hailey's desk, doing her own bit by going through security footage that had too many hours of video on it. Usually, she would get bored doing this, but it was a little different this time because whenever she glanced up, she was faced with the struggling sight of your brother who never asked for too much.

All he wanted was to get his older brother and younger sister back.

Suddenly, the phone on Jay’s desk was ringing. Luckily for him, he had a second phone whenever he went undercover and since the first one had been taken and was likely smashed in an evidence bag somewhere, this was all he was relying on.

The sound was slightly jarring as it interrupted the pin drop silence they’d been in but neither of them showed any sign of discomfort. Instead, Jay went to answer the call, but his solemn mood didn’t change. It was evident that he wasn’t expecting much since it was his undercover phone that they’d been using two days ago on a case.

Just as the desk sergeant was about to go back to her CCTV footage, she felt the entire bullpen still. The tension so thick it was suffocating her veins restricting any blood flow, and as she looked up, it became dizzying.

His already pale face had nothing on Snow White and from where she sat, she could his heartbeat thundering out his chest, practically vibrating. All this could only mean one thing.

“Will?”

What the fuck

For a hot second, Trudy thought that Jay was in so much pain that he was transferring some of his hallucinations onto her to alleviate his symptoms but then he continued talking into the phone and reality sunk into her bones.

"Shit, Will wait slow down I can't- what?!"

Without prior warning, Jay shot out of his seat, wavering slightly on his feet causing the older woman to follow and stand by his side in any case he fell from the whiplash she's sure he gave himself.

"Knives- you've got keys?- Y/N's not unconscious- she's lost her voice- your bleeding?! When- Why are you talking about grape juice?!" Jay paused several times, his words repeatedly getting cut off by Will on the other side of the phone. The longer the call went on, the more confused Trudy became. Jay must've been thinking the same as her from the height his brows rose every time he spoke. They went from talking about knives and blood to grape juice.

The duality of the Halstead brothers.

"Wait so he gave you a knife and somehow you found a gun just casually lying around? Will, I swear to God if you-"

And when Jay screw his eyes shut, something in her mind told her the doctor was doing something stupid and very questionable, very in character even when in a life or death situation. It was nice to know people would never change.

Despite the anxiety growing in her chest, the call lasted longer than she expected. Will was being very efficient and careful for managing whatever he was doing and that put her at somewhat ease. Eventually, nothing physically tore them apart but it was poor internet or a lack of a connection that abruptly ended the call.

"Tell me you got a location?" Jay asked, hope drowning out any other emotion in his ever so expressive eyes. If it wasn't for lives being on the line then she would've scoffed and scolded him but a sarcastic remark would do for now.

"What do you take me for?" She asked incredulously as she glanced at the computer screen, almost immediately committing the address to her memory.

"I'll call Voight but get in the car first."

But Jay didn't need her permission, he was already moving.

*****

So much had unravelled in the last twenty minutes, you were still struggling to understand it all.

With all the uncertainty and determination in the world, you and Will had no other plan but to take they keys and the pocketknife and basically run as fast as you could. Well, run as much as Will could since he was carrying you on his back, very reminiscent of your childhood while he navigated the halls as best he could. You made a very pathetic argument that you could walk on your own but when you tried standing up, your legs gave in on themselves and Will gave you his motherly disappointed look that was very spot on; you and Jay had been on the receiving end of this look for way too long now that you should’ve been immune to it but here you were.

Opening the basement door, you both cringed at the loud sound it made. You guys hadn’t even left the basement yet and it was already going off to a great start.

As gently as he could, Will readjusted your position on his back, his arms moving to hold under your thighs more securely so that in a rush, you wouldn’t move. As he did so, you kept your arms around his neck, barely gripping him due to both a lack of strength and cautious to not strangle him.

Before leaving the room, you and Will sat and contemplated very long and hard about your escape plan. You were provided with very little by the mysterious man you were now deeming your saviour and maybe guardian angel depending on how successful the escape was.

Staring at the burner phone, you swore. You couldn’t remember anyone’s phone number for the life of you. Easily, you could’ve called 999 but the response much longer than calling someone either of you knew. It shocked you only a little when you couldn’t recollect a single person’s phone number, not even Kelly’s or Jay’s.

But like always, Will was there and knew exactly what to do. Maybe it was his doctor nature, but he had several numbers memorised and for some odd reason, he remembered Jay’s undercover phone number. You called him stupid, but he only laughed it off while he punched in the numbers.

You waited in anticipation, your nerves imitating Will’s as he held the phone to his ear, biting on the inside of his cheek as he waited for the phone to stop ringing. And when it did, Will audibly let out a sigh of relief, you felt like crying.

Will explained in half detail, leaving out a lot. It was obvious that Will was trying to relay the necessary details Jay needed to know about their current situation but then he decided to add in the random unnecessary fact that you drank grape juice. That totally threw you off, but Will kept talking as if nothing were wrong.

When Will eventually finished talking, he went silent and listened to what Jay was saying. For a minute, you couldn’t hear a voice on the other side of the phone but then you heard his muffled voice, and it brought you immediate ease knowing he was safe.

And before you knew it, the call ended, and you were out the dreaded basement.

Back to the present, Will was carefully cruising the empty corridors of the very nicely furnished warehouse. It made you question the desolate and dirty state the basement was in. At one point, you pointed out a gun lying on an ottoman; it was very suspiciously placed but when Will checked, it was very much real and very much loaded.

So here you were: a burner phone, pocketknife, gun, and sheer drive. You didn’t want to jinx it but… yes you weren’t going to jinx it.

The warehouse was ginormous. Every corridor was identical to the next and the furnishing was as though a professional interior designer had been inside. Luckily for you and Will, Jackson and Ezra’s lacky’s hadn’t been plastered all over the place, making your escape just a little more easier.

To remain as incognito as possible, Will only whispered to you when absolutely necessary, narrating to you what he was doing and what was going to happen. So far, so good. Will was slinking around, movements smooth and looking like a hair on his body had never been touched since being here. If you didn’t already know he was a doctor, then you would question his physical abilities and profession.

Each corner you turned, you felt your heart drop, your body anticipating disaster. The more time passed, the more you could feel Will sweat and struggle. He had begrudgingly admitted that he was hurt, going into slight detail that Ezra stabbed him, and he’d been hurt more throughout the several times you were passed out. You knew he was hurt and if you were to go in order of the most hurt to the least, the list would be: You, Will and then Jay. And considering the blood you saw covering Jay’s body the last time you saw him; God knows what went down between your oldest brother and your kidnappers.

“Will, if you’re tired, we can stop for a second.” You whispered into his ear but the only reply you got was him shaking his head. You knew his answer made sense, you needed to get out as soon as possible before you got caught but if Will took just one minute or two to recollect himself then maybe he’d feel better.

However, he decided that he was going to put himself last and everything else first because according to him, apparently you and getting out of this damned place took priority to his light-headedness and the blood that was only now slowly beginning to stop running like a river.

And so, without another word, he readjusted you one more time, his grip tightening around your thighs but not too much so it would hurt, and he continued walking.

Going downstairs was the hardest thing Will had to do by far. Yes, carrying you and maintaining your weight on his back was difficult but he could manage, and you felt much more lighter than what you should’ve been being a firefighter but that was a concern for later.

Staring down from the top of the staircase, Will calculated the descent. Yes, it would hurt a lot considering how much his legs shook as he merely stood but he was now starting to get worried but how little you were moving. Initially, you would move every now and then when your body felt stiff or to whisper under your breath so only he could hear you.

Now though, Will didn’t want to say it, you were deathly silent.

He shoved all his negative thoughts aside, deciding to deal with them later because the biggest problem he had was staring at him mockingly. How did his life come to such a point point that stairs scared him?

Luck must’ve decided to be nice to him all of a sudden because under five minutes, he safely delivered the two of you on the ground floor. Now, all that was left to do was find a back or front door and get the heck out of this place.

But obviously, fate was laughing down on the Halstead’s because luck ran as fast as she could, after only three minutes of doing her job because Will was facing down two familiar looking men decked out in all black.

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echobx · 8 months ago

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broken heart (5) - a JJ Maybank blurb

summary: JJ and y/n have sex after figuring out what they are to each other

warnings: smut (edging, fingering, handjob, p in v (protected), riding, aftercare), fluff

word count: 1.2k

author's note: honestly i had to fight through this, not because i didn't completely know what i wanted to write, but because i really wasn't in the mood for smut, but i also knew i wouldn't have finished this if i hadn't done it today, so i just hope it's not as bad as i think it to be

masterlist part 4

JJ had turned you around, his lips attached to your neck while his hands roamed your body, and you were squirming under him.

But when his hands traveled farther down you stopped him.

“Wait, please,” you said in a soft voice. “If we do this, there's no going back, ever.”

“And?” JJ was a little confused about it, but he knew your little antics, knew how to calm your mind when it was running haywire.

“I just- What if it doesn't work out? I don't wanna lose my best friend because of it,” you stammered a little under his striking gaze.

“Why wouldn't it work out?” JJ furrowed his brows in genuine confusion.

“Because I know you. I know how you get when stuff gets serious,” you replied nervously.

“Fine, I promise to still be your best friend even when this might not work out, but I don't think that'll happen,” JJ shrugged his shoulders.

“Good, I promise that too,” you nodded and he smirked.

“Am I allowed to fuck you now? Or not?”

“Well, if you propose it like that,” you giggled and a moment later his tongue filled your mouth in a mind-boggling kiss.

You gasped when his fingers ran over your pussy, ghosting your clit and entrance in a torturous manner.

“Jay, please,” you begged, clawing at his wrist.

“Tell me why you didn't put on a slip, first,” he was still edging you on and it was unbearable. The heat between your legs grew and started to spread through your body because it had nowhere else to go.

“I don't know,” you yelped, “didn't feel like it.”

“Next time you do that you're not allowed to complain when I take you immediately, all right? Fuck, baby, you don't even know how hot you are.” You weren't sure if it was a threat or not, but you were already looking forward to it all.

His finger pushed inside you, making you moan at the feeling, and it got only worse when he started to curl it and pump it in and out of your pulsating cunt.

“Look at you, gorgeous,” JJ smiled down at you, chest heaving and puffy lips that made him even crazier for you than he already was.

“Please. Please, JJ,” you begged, and the boy felt like falling in love with you all over again. Seeing you completely at his mercy, knuckles deep in your pussy and his dick harder than he thought possible, it was better than his best dreams coming to life.

“I know, baby. Will make you feel so good, all right,” he whispered into a kiss while adding a second finger, and you moaned into him. It didn't take long for you to cum all around him. When he pulled his hand away to lick off his ringed fingers, you were still not even close to coming down from your high. Clenching around nothing and whimpering softly at the emptiness between your legs.

“Thank you,” you breathed shakily.

“Don't thank me yet, I'm not done with you, princess,” JJ smirked

He pulled a condom from his wallet and started taking his clothes off. You gulped at the sight of his hard cock that was restricted by his tight boxer briefs.

Before he could take them off, you had sat up and were palming him through the fabric. Drawing soft circles on his leaking tip while looking up at him.

“If you don't stop I'm gonna bust a load just like this,” JJ pressed out, his face contorted with pleasure at every little brush of your hand against him.

“Good,” you smirked up at him and started pumping him as he cursed, but it all went by way quicker than you had thought. You kept gently squeezing him until the last drop of cum had run down his shaft, wetting the boxers in the prettiest way you had ever seen.

“Take off the shirt,” JJ demanded while pulling his boxers off and settling on the bed. To your surprise he was already hard again, pumping himself a few times before rolling the condom on.

You looked at him, sitting back against your headboard and holding his hands out for you to take. “I’ve never done this,” you admitted, and his smile got a bit wider.

“I'll show you.”

You held onto the headboard with one hand, while the other guided him inside of you. The stretch he gave you wasn't uncomfortable, but it was also something you would have to get used to after not having had sex for some time. What you were sure to never get used to was the fact that he was hitting your cervix while bottoming out.

“Oh god,” you cried out at the feeling and JJ just chuckled.

“Nope, just me.” He leaned in and started sucking on your tit, placing open-mouthed kisses all over your chest and tugging at your nipples. His actions made you dizzy, the tension in your core grew, and you needed to find a release for it.

You started to carefully roll your hips into him, making him moan and bite down on your nipple, which caused you to jump. His hands came down to hold your hips and help you bounce on his cock, all the while his lips were still wrapped around your nipple, sucking harshly.

“You're so hot, princess,” JJ panted, and you fastened your pace, coming down harder on him and making him curse in the process.

“Shit, baby, you're tight. Squeezing me so good, darlin’,” he moaned before wrapping his arm around your waist and holding you steady to slam into you from below.

You bent down, resting your head against his as you watched his dick vanish inside of you, and you felt like cumming just right that second. Letting go of the headboard with one hand you started rubbing circles on your clit, fast-paced and harsh just like his thrusts. The tight band inside you snapped within seconds, and you screamed his name in the process.

To JJ, it was the best thing he had ever seen, how you lost yourself around him, and he couldn't hold back any longer. The muscles in his stomach tensed, and his hips stuttered as he came, eyes rolling back and lips desperately searching for yours. It was a messy kiss that he pressed to your lips while riding out his high, but it was perfect too.

You needed a minute before getting up and sitting down by his side. Your eyes fixed on his sweaty chest, wandering upwards to look at his face, strands of hair sticking to his forehead and a pleased, open-mouthed smile on his lips.

“Pretty good for someone who's not your girlfriend,” you whispered, and he let his head fall to the side to look at you.

“You're never gonna let that one go, will ya’?”

“Prolly not,” you laughed and got up to go into the bathroom.

JJ joined you just a minute later, wrapping his arms around you from behind and kissing your shoulder. “You're better than a girlfriend, you know that?”

“How so?” you asked, leaning back into his touch.

“I’m never gonna get bored of you, princess. Ever. I can't stop looking at you. It's always been you, no one else. And you didn't even notice it. You're the best thing that could've ever happened to a guy like me,” he mused, and you wanted to melt under his touch. Even though you still couldn't fully believe that this was your reality, you were content in the feeling that he would try it all to not fuck up. Because he loved you and you loved him.

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stariekis · 9 months ago

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EP 6 . the meeting (2) — note ¹ : the second part is finally here ~ and ou this is getting serious 🫷🏻our y/nwon are making MOVES ? we surely know that they are down bad for each other your honor ☝🏻 n e waysss my loves enjoy the episode <3 reblogs and feedback is welcomed ):

Jungwon returned to the backyard where the other boys where. Jay, Sunoo and Sunghoon were sitting on the porch while Jake, Riki and Heeseung where just messing around.

— 'Who was it buddy ?' Jay asked, jungwon's heart was still beating pretty fast as he sat on one of the chairs. — 'One of your sister's friend, they are now in her room' Jay nodded his head and looked at his phone again.

— 'Well Jungwon tell us' Jake approached the place where the other one where, Riki and Heeseung following after him. Jungwon looked at them confused — 'About the girl'

It is the right time to tell the boys that the girl from his university ? He wanted to but if he did they boys would probably tease him for the rest of the day.

— 'What about her ? It's just a girl i saw at uni nothing more' He answered playing with the ring on his finger while looking at his friends.

— 'Why are you so nervous then ?' Riki asked looking at Jungwon's hand playing nervously with the silver hoop. He stopped right after.

— 'You guys will never leave me alone won't you' All his friends smiled at him, the answer was obviously a no.

While the boys where talking in the backyard, the girls where having their own conversation in Yunah's room.

— 'This is the perfect opportunity y/n please let us help' Minji said while you were laying on the bed with your head hidden under the pillows. — 'You guys knew it and didn't tell me that's so mean'.

— 'But now we all know so we can help' Hanni said — 'Yunah ask your brother if we can hang out with them please' she added. You got up as quickly as possible looking at your friends with open eyes and tense jaw, Yunah on the other hand has a smirk plastered on her face.

She then started running downstairs, you and your friends running after her.

She opened the door that leads to the back yard, her brother and his friends looked at her with a shocked expression. — 'Slow down big girl, what do you want' Jay asked — 'Can we stay here for a bit with you guys?' Jay looked weirdly at his sister, she never asked him something like that before. But he didn't actually mind at all so he looked at his friends searching for their approval, all of them nodded their heads at the idea.

Jungwon and you, on the other hand, were a complete nervous wreck. Your eyes met and you smiled at him, the same way you always do whenever you are around him, trying to look relax and calm. Even though you weren't at all.

You and your friends stepped out of the house. All of them took all the empty seats, leaving the only one right next to Jungwon on purpose, they had a smirk plastered on their faces. You stood there, not completely sure if you wanted to sit there or run away once again — 'You can sit there, he doesn't bite i swear' one of Jay's friends, a tall and blonde boy, said. You giggled a bit at his comment.

You approach him and sat right next to him. The chair was pretty small, your and his knees were brushing against each other from time to time. You swear to good that you could pass out at that exact moment.

As everyone started talking with each other you and Jungwon just sat there, waiting for the other to start a conversation or not.

— 'The sky looks pretty today don't your think ?' You heard him asking, turning your head towards him and, when you saw his side profile looking at the sky, you looked up right away.

— 'It is really pretty yeah' Looking at the different colors of the sunset your smiled. What you didn't notice was that Jungwon stopped looking at the sky some time ago, his eyes were all over you now with a smile on his face.

After that the rest of the day continued perfectly. Jungwon and you talked a bit more and it wasn't awkward at all, finding out how similar you two actually were and how much you both have in common.

But, even though minutes ago you where wishing for the day to end, when you had to go back home you felt actually sad about it.

Hanni and Minji already left leaving you, Minju and Moka with the boys. — 'It was nice meeting you guys, you are actually fun to be around' Moka said with a sweet smile on her lips as she took Minju's hand in hers. — 'We should do this more often' she added.

— 'I don't know if i want to hang out with my brother more so we'll talk about that' Yunah stood right by their side. You got up from your seat, Jungwon had his eyes on you all the time and, when you made eye contact with him for the last time, he smiled and waved his hand. You returned the smile and followed your friends that were already going to the front door of the house.

Jungwon let out the biggest sigh ever. — 'Why were you so tense Wonie ?' Riki pointed out. Because he always gets this nervous everytime you were around.

— 'He is scared of women just like you Riki' Sunoo answered, and a whole new conversation started because of that. Jungwon thanked Sunoo on his mind for changing the topic.

He couldn't stop thinking about you for the rest of the day, he went to bed with your sweet smile plastered on his mind. And you were in a similar situation, the softness of his voice and the way your hands brushed against each other from time to time had your mind spinning.

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heehoonies · 2 months ago

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I would like to propose that golden retriever hybrid Jake steals every members clothes to add to his nest,so when he's in heat he masturbates with them

ANON IT'S TOO FUCKING EARLY FOR THISSSSSS

jake humps wildly into the air, panting loudly as the contrasting fabrics surrounding his body further send his mind spiraling. he can feel heeseung's favorite jacket rubbing against his fluffy tail, ghosting over it with each overstimulated wag. jungwon's shirt is flush against his arm, while sunghoon's long sleeve brushes along his thigh. and, of course, jay's boxers are coating his weeping length.

loud whines are freely escaping his panting mouth, tongue lolled out as he chases his high, the warmth of his body completely overwhelming, knowing this will not be the end of the night's pleasurable and frustrating escapades. jake's ears are twitching wildly as he smears pre cum all over the crotch of jay's underwear, whimpering at the thought of jay's hands all over him, cock pressing deep into his asshole where jake's fingers can't reach alone.

"puppy?"

jake's ringing ears don't register the words until sunghoon's shadow casts over him. the man towers above him, arms crossed with an eyebrow cocked in curiosity and simultaneous annoyance.

"jake, you- is that my jacket?"

jake's ears press flush to his hair at the realization that sunghoon is watching embarrassment washing over him, but his insatiable need causes his movements to continue. his thrusts grow needier seeing the man above him watching with interest.

sunghoon snatches the pair from jake's grasp, causing his jerks of his cock to cease. jake whines before baring his teeth, growling at sunghoon in pent up sexual frustration, being oh so close to his high before having it yanked away. by one of your boyfriends, no less.

"don't you dare fucking growl at me," sunghoon booms, yanking jake to the edge of the bed by a tight grip on his thighs. "i don't wanna be mean to you, my little puppy, but you're being a fucking brat right now."

jake's boiling anger drips into frustration, and tears prickle in his eyes instantly at the overworking feeling of too much washing over him now that he's no longer working himself to release.

"my little baby," sunghoon coos, "should've just asked for my help... unless you wanted to do this yourself?" jake shakes his head in disagreement instantly, whimpering loudly at sunghoon's implication.

"need you, hoonie..." jake whines, cock raging red as it sits flush to his stomach, angry and aching. "please..."

sunghoon grins wickedly, an undertone of softness lingering there that will rear its head once jake has emptied his balls and is ready for affection. for now, fucking is the only way to help the poor, overstimulated pup. "need me? i know, baby, now let me help you."

#anon PLEASE #jake #sunghoon #smut #fanfiction #enha hard hours #🎀 anon #asks #**mine

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torreshalstead · 7 months ago

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a choice born from hope not fear

Summary - She couldn’t, wouldn’t, end up alone like Voight with no one else to call in a crisis.

She deserved more than that and she had a choice to make.

11x13 Speculation Fic

Notes - The idea for this was born at 4am so I hope it makes sense but it was my attempt of making a little sense of the road they seem to be leading Hailey down for her exit. Happy Reading ❤️ AO3 Link

He had called her.

He had been told to call the person he loved most and Voight had picked her.

In the moment Hailey didn’t really comprehend his actions, put any thought behind his decision, the phone call was merely a means to an end for her and the rest of the team and that’s exactly what it ended up being. They got Voight back, Matson was shot and killed and pronounced dead on scene. Voight bore some marks of visible injuries, they hadn’t managed to get to him before Matson had started to inflict some of the torture that he got off on. But he was alive and had been taken to Med. Telling Matson’s wife had been left to Kevin, he was always the best with loved ones and he had volunteered to break the news.

Afterwards the rest of the team had gone home in one piece.

But as she sat on her couch, curled underneath a blanket and staring at the blank TV, Voight’s actions were beginning to make her think.

He had been a cop for over 30 years, lived in this city his entire life, swore to protect it and almost lost his life for it more than once and the only person he had thought to call at that exact moment had been her.

She was the only person left in his life.

His wife was dead.

His son was dead.

His grandchild moved away.

His best friend was dead.

Hailey was all he had left.

As she looked down at her left hand, the ring finger still hauntingly empty, she released if she kept going the way she was, she was going to end up like him.

And not in a Sergeant of her own unit, a cop that people feared more than they respected, crossed lines without thinking of the consequences kind of way.

But in an alone kind of way.

If she kept throwing herself into work as hard as she was, isolating herself and failing to build on the friendships she had once treasured, she would end up alone like Voight.

And that thought terrified her.

Hailey had thought she would be fine on her own, and had spent many years of her life living up to that self imposed expectation. She worked hard, excelled at her job, kept people at arm's length and was happy for most iterations of the word.

And then she joined Intelligence and learnt it could be so much more.

She had joined Intelligence, reconnected with Trudy, met Jay, become a part of the unit, a part of something bigger than her and she was no longer alone.

She had a place, a purpose. She had people that would miss her if she was no longer around, that cared about her.

And she relished that feeling.

Somewhere along the murky lanes that had been her life for the past 15 months, she had gotten lost and forgotten how much she enjoyed those connections. How part of being something bigger, made her a better person. After Jay had left her, she had questioned everything, everything about herself and who she was and had come to the conclusion that the only solution was to lock herself away. Bottle up all her emotions and attempt to control them by running for miles on end and tiring herself out to the point of exhaustion.

But all she had done was ended up alone.

If she had been the one to be taken. If Matson had told her to call the person she loved most in this world, would she have had anybody to call?

She let out a shaky breath as she glanced at the phone sitting face down on the couch next to her.

She wouldn’t end up like Voight.

She couldn’t end up like him.

She still had so much to give in this world, so much of herself still to discover to end up being a person who had no one to call when the going got tough.

As Hailey reasoned it, she had three choices.

She could stay in Chicago, the city that had been her home for her entire life and she could truly make it a home. She could work on the connections she already had, accept the dinner invitations when they were offered, agree to the after work drinks and even attend dance recitals to support Makayla. She could go throw her net wider, find like minded people and truly feel at peace with her decision to stay here. She could find a running group and learn to love the exercise she did rather than viewing it as a punishment or a tool. She could be the Hailey Upton she always wanted to be in the city that she loved.

Or she could leave. The country was a big place, and any major city would have enough crime to keep her occupied as a seasoned cop with over a decade under her belt. She could go to Miami or Atlanta, Portland or Boston. Somewhere where nobody knew Hailey Upton. No one had links to the past she had tried to hide or the person who no longer felt like her. She could stay in Intelligence work or move across and try something new. She could use a fresh start and the possibilities were almost limitless.

Or she could answer her phone when it rang.

He had called her once a week, every Saturday evening for the past 4 months and she had never once answered. He didn’t leave a voicemail, didn’t send her a text, just called her like clockwork. And like clockwork she watched as his name flashed across her screen and then went blank.

She didn’t know what Jay wanted and if she was being honest with herself, she was terrified to find out.

They were divorced, he had returned the papers signed after she had sent him a text asking him to and she hadn’t spoken to him since. They were strangers now, two individuals with lives that didn’t interconnect or cross paths. And you didn’t pick up the phone to strangers.

Except, he wasn’t a stranger. Not truly. He was Jay.

He was the Jay who made her believe that she could love and be loved and it wasn’t a terrifying prospect. He was the Jay who made her waffles and told her that he loved her before showing her in every possible way. He was the Jay who had her back on the job and kept her safe.

He was the Jay who broke her heart.

Maybe he was calling to explain, to apologise.

She didn’t know if she wanted to hear it, if she could even accept his apology if he were to offer one. Too much had happened, too much they couldn’t take back.

So she ignored his calls.

But they kept coming.

Answering them was her third choice. Her final option. She could risk her heart again, risk losing a part of herself she had been trying desperately to regain all for the sake of not being alone again.

Because that was what life was right? That’s what human’s strived for. To find someone to share life with, to find someone to walk alongside you so you didn’t have to go through it alone. Someone to share the big moments with and the small, the life changing and the mundane. Someone to hold your hand and be on your side.

Hailey wasn’t certain of much anymore, everything she believed to be true had been warped one way or another but she knew she didn’t want to be alone. She knew she wouldn’t end up like Voight having nobody to call when the worst happened. She deserved more than that. She deserved to give herself a chance.

It was a Saturday night. Her phone would ring any minute.

She took a deep breath, her breath still shaky but her hands steady and flipped the phone over.

She had made her decision.

#upstead #hailey upton #jay halstead #chicago pd #upstead fic #one chicago #hailey x jay #chicago pd fanfiction #upstead fanfic #chicago pd fic #upstead fanfiction #chicago pd fanfic

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themultifandomgal · 2 years ago

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Antonio- Proposal

It's our first Christmas as a whole family, me Antonio, Eva, Diego and Lucas. I roll over to see Antonio's side of the bed empty and cold, meaning his been up for a while. I hear Lucas cooing in his crib. Stretching I get up I pick Lucas up of his crib and proceed to feed him before changing his diaper and getting him dressed for the day.

"Good morning" I yawn walking down the stairs with Lucas in my arms. Antonio is already up and dressed with Diego and Eva "you haven't started presents without me have you?"

"Of course not. I've made you a coffee" Antonio nods towards the coffee table. I make my way to the couch and place a sleeping Lucas in his bassinet. Because he is only a couple of months old Antonio and I decided that this year we would keep the presents mostly to Eva and Diego, of course Lucas has a few but they're more to us from friends and family, clothes, blankets, teddies.

We start opening presents, Lucas wide awake cooing to himself the whole time. That is until he starts crying

"I have him" Antonio lifts him out of the bassinet "I think someone needs a diaper change. Diego fancy changing him?" Antonio jokes

"Nooo that's all you dad"

"If he's leaked there's a spears change of clothes on the changing table" I tell Antonio who starts making his way up the stairs "right you two, start tidying up this mess and I'll get breakfast started" I tell the kids

"Pancakes?" Eva asks

"You know it" I give them a wink and get up heading into the kitchen to get started on the pancakes.

I finish dishing everything out when Antonio comes into the kitchen holding a small wrapped present

"You forgot to open one" he says handing it over to me. Frowning feeling confused I take the little present from him and start to unwrap it. Seeing a jewellers names on the box I sigh

"I thought we decided no serious presents this year?"

"Well if you didn't have this today you'd have it before the end of this year in some way. Close your eyes" I shake my head smiling at him and close my eyes. Thinking I would feel him placing a necklace around my neck I find it very confusing when he tells me to open my eyes. There's Antonio knelt down in our kitchen. Diego holding Lucas by the door with Eva next to him "YN Halstead my beautiful girlfriend I didn't think I would love someone as much as I do you. Will you marry me?" Trying and failing to let the tears roll down my face, I hold back a sob

"Yes. Yes of course I'll marry you" Antonio slips the ring on my finger before lifting me in the air and placing a kiss on my lips

"I love you"

"I love you the most" I lean down and kiss him again

"Ewww ok I don't want another sibling any time soon. Can we please eat?" Diego complains

"Yes come and grab a plate" Antonio places me down and I take Lucas from Diego who then takes his plate.

We all sit down to eat our breakfast before Gabby, Jay and Will arrive at the house for Christmas dinner later on.

#antonio dawson #antonio dawson x reader #Antonio Dawson x oc #Antonio Dawson x yn #antonio dawson imagine #one chicago imagine #one chicago #chicago pd

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henrys-wee-hen · 1 year ago

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No-one Fucks With The Lobos - Chapter 25

I am so, SO sorry for the length of time it took me to write this chapter! A lot has happened recently that kept me from writing it! I was at home doing construction work, then when I came back to Belgium, I was working on a series pilot outline for a consultation. And redrafting a feature! So, busy busy. But... here it is! Chapter 25, in which you realise maybe things with the Lobos aren't always clean and what they seem...

We're definitely coming to the end of this fic, too, so stay tuned!

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48070186/chapters/124895539

Or read under the cut, as always!

It wasn’t that he changed. He didn’t change overnight. But something was a little bit different after that day.

I'd assumed that marrying him would solidify the amazing relationship we already had. I’d thought it would lead to something even more magical, a power couple to rival the most famous power couples. POTUS and FLOTUS. Beyoncé and Jay-Z. Harley Quinn and the Joker. Peanut butter and jelly. Monogrammed bullets and golden handguns. Nic Cage and the Declaration of Independence.

What it actually led to... I woke up the following day to an empty bed, Teddy already in the office, yelling at someone about how he was going to send Apache Joe in.

“...I fucking know the first one got killed – you fucking think I only had one Apache Joe?! There’s always an Apache Joe! ALWAYS!” I hovered in the doorway, listening. “You better fucking find it. If you don’t have it by the end of the fucking day, I’m taking your fucking head off. You’ll wish it was just your fucking tongue. Or your fucking ear.”

I’d never heard Teddy be so violent. But there was a hardness in his voice that I’d never heard either. I pressed my lips together. Maybe something had happened with Bellafrancesca that I didn’t know about. I stepped into the room, and Teddy turned a glare to me.

“What do you want?”

“Oh... bad time?”

“Not a fucking good time, is it?”

“I woke up and you weren’t there -”

“Don’t be so fucking needy.”

“If you’d let me finish... I was concerned that you’d started working so early.”

Teddy looked at me like I’d gained three heads.

“And?”

What the fuck...?

“And...” I didn’t really know what to say. I twisted the rings around on my finger. “I’m sorry, is it a bad time?”

“Get dressed. We need to go out.”

“Teddy –“ I didn’t finish the sentence. He dismissed me with a flick of his hand and turned his back to me while he scrolled something on his phone. What the fuck?! I looked around the room, my eyes landing on a vase that, sure, fit the décor of the room, but was fucking hideous alone. I picked it up and threw it hard across the room.

It shattered against the wall behind him.

Teddy stopped scrolling and turned slowly. Painfully slowly. His face? Unreadable.

“Do not… fucking dismiss me… with your fucking fingers…” I felt sick. “Tell me why you’re being an asshole…” Teddy stood up. He walked around the desk and sat in front of it, perching on it. He beckoned me closer. “What did I just fucking say?” He rolled his eyes.

“Alright. Fucking come here.” I complied. And as I reached him, he was on me. I’d expected him to hit me or something, with the mood he’d been in, but he didn’t. He pulled me flush against him, tracing my lips with his finger. “That vase… belonged to my fucking father…” he whispered. “And you belong to me… and my things don’t break my father’s things…”

“I think this possession thing has gone a bit far, Teddy –“

“Shh.” The finger tracing my lips pressed hard against them. “I didn’t say you could fucking speak…” He watched me for a moment. When I kept quiet, he continued. “Nothing has changed, sweetheart. Nothing at all. The only thing that has changed is that, to the outside world, the darling little police officer in the New Orleans Police Department has fallen victim to the dangerous criminal Teddy Lobo… and you have. And after the things I did to you, I was surprised you’d agreed to it at all… but here we are…” When I looked at him in confusion, he spluttered with laughter. “God, I fucking love it when you’re all confused, (Y/N)… poor thing. You just keep trying to figure out what the fuck’s happened to you… but I’ll give you a clue, since I’m feeling nice…” he put his mouth by my ear and kissed the hollow of my jaw. I shivered, despite myself.

“Teddy…”

“My behaviour never fucking changed, baby.”

Rebecca’s car screeched to a halt outside Lobo Mansion. She was pissed. Truly pissed. She checked her gun over, making sure she had enough bullets to defend herself. With a final adjustment to her bulletproof vest, she grit her teeth and left the car.

Lobo Mansion was the usual bustling place when she walked in. She looked around, and qas quickly accosted by one of the Lobos’ gargoyle-like brutes.

“What are you in here for, little piggy?”

“I need to see (Y/N) Lobo. Or Bellafrancesca.” Rebecca kept voice even.

“You got an appointment?”

“No.”

“Then the Boss is busy. And (Y/N) lives and works with Teddy. And Teddy lives and works away from here. In his apartment.” Vague, cryptic… Rebecca wanted to nail him in the forehead then and there.

“I need to speak to your boss, then!” she yelled. Cause a scene – that’s how one got to Bellafrancesca. And since (Y/N) was obviously off on some fucking business trip… Bellafrancesca would have to do.

“The Boss… is busy…”

It was Brice who sauntered over, hands resting over the two guns on his hips. Rebecca looked up at him defiantly.

“What’s going on?”

“I need to speak to your Boss. Or (Y/N) Lobo. Or Teddy. Anyone, really.”

“Why? What’s it about?”

“Personal matters.” Rebecca ground her teeth. But she caught the little flicker of amusement in Brice’s eyes. “I… heard (Y/N) and Teddy got married. And…” she looked down. Act. It was all an act. “Well… don’t make me say it out loud, dude. Come on.”

“I understand. And since you’re about to fuck your life up spectacularly, I’ll give you this one. C’mon. With me. Oh – but I’ll take your guns before we go.”

Stripped of her weapons, Rebecca felt a little less powerful than she had been before. But her goal there was simple enough for her to remember even if things did get a bit spicy.

First, she wanted to know where the fuck (Y/N) had been for months. An easy enough question to ask, but whether she’d be able to make sense of the answer was another story entirely.

Second, she wanted to know why (Y/N) had caved and had joined the Lobos. Not just as a dirty cop, but as full-on fucking married to the piece of shit who’d killed her father and so many other people out there…

Third, she’d assess whether or not (Y/N) was there in full sound mind. If not, rescue mission would be a-go.

The upper levels of the Lobo mansion were quiet, which surprised Rebecca, given the hubbub below. Bellafrancesca’s office was at the end of the long corridor.

“This is Rebecca Quincy –“

“Officer Rebecca Quincy…” Rebecca spat.

“Gesundheit. Make her a drink. I’ll go speak to the boss,” Brice murmured to the meek, timid little teenager posing as Bellafrancesca’s assistant.

The kid stood up and moved in impossibly-high heels (for her) to the drinks cabinet.

“What do you like, Ma’am?”

“Water.” Rebecca scowled at the girl. The girl nodded, reaching down into a small mini fridge for a bottle of Voss. She fetched it, with a glass. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.”

It took an age for Brice to leave Bellafrancesca’s office and invite Rebecca in. But when he did, his face was mirthful. Bellafrancesca was sat behind her desk, smirking too. They’d both bought Rebecca’s bullshit.

“My, my,” Bellafrancesca said softly. “What is this? Officer Quincy. To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“I want… I want to know about (Y/N). What happened?” Rebecca took the seat offered to her. “Why is (Y/N) now a Lobo?” Bellafrancesca smiled widely.

“It has been a pleasure to watch (Y/N) step into this role Teddy has provided.”

“(Y/N) wouldn’t have stepped into this role willingly at all. What did Teddy do? What did you do?”

“We merely gave (Y/N) the same option you were given.” Bellafrancesca leaned back. “The only difference is that where you have resisted at every turn, (Y/N) chose to take the knee.”

“No. NO.”

“Yes, my dear… even today, you lied to my men to get yourself in here. Understand this, my darling. The three good cops of the city have been whittled down to one. You. One little cop dead, one little cop on bended knee before my son… what shall we do with you, hmm?” Rebecca missed it entirely. The little glance Bellafrancesca gave to Brice, who strode forwards and, before Rebecca knew what had happened, had her tied up expertly in knots she’d never be able to undo alone. “You… I think… will become a little toy for my daughter. She’s ready to break her first police officer, see… we just needed one that still resisted. And you’re a prime candidate.”

“(Y/N) won’t let this happen!”

Bellafrancesca simply laughed.

“Take dear Officer Quincy downstairs. Make sure she can’t escape. Mandy will visit her soon…”

“Of course, Boss.”

I sat beside Teddy in the car, shaking. I looked good today, matching his red suit with my own outfit. We had matching jewellery on, too. But there was something missing from my mind that I couldn’t fully understand, almost like a fog had been lifted and I was seeing the world in full HD again. We were outside a warehouse on the river, but I couldn’t focus on anything Teddy was telling me to focus on. I couldn’t figure out what it was I was missing.

“(Y/N).” Teddy took my hand, but his grip wasn’t loving, like usual. It was hard. Controlling. Domineering. “What did I just fucking say?”

“I… I d-don’t know –“

“Ugh!” he threw my hand back. I twisted the rings that sat heavy around my finger. “Why are you fucking spinning out on me now?! Huh?!”

“I – I’m not –“

“Ever since the fucking wedding you’ve been weird.” He looked at me.

He smirked.

I lost it.

“BECAUSE NOTHING MAKES ANY FUCKING SENSE, TEDDY!” I cried. “Nothing! Your behaviour! The situation! We were in love! We were so in love! And you were willing to give up being a fucking criminal so that we could focus on helping the community! And now you’re cold, you’re mean, and it’s like a foggy weight’s gone from my shoulders – ever since the wedding!” I turned to him. “I want my Teddy back!” Teddy looked at me. It was as though he hadn’t expected me to be so eloquent… until he burst out laughing.

“Oh, sweetheart!” he cried. “Oh, fucking genius!” He pulled his gun out, cocked it, and pressed the barrel against my temple. “Get out of the fucking car and play your part… obey me… or I’ll decorate the window with that magnificently dim little fucking brain of yours. Darling.”

I stared at him, but despite everything, I realised I wasn’t in any position to do anything else except obey him. And I remembered the vows I’d made at the town hall when I’d married him. A vow to obey what he told me to do… but he hadn’t framed it for this kind of situation. He’d framed it like I’d be in trouble and needed to trust him.

There was no fucking trust here.

Still, I got out of the car, and Teddy put his gun away.

The docks were empty, the breeze cool as I stood beside Teddy, slightly behind, watching. Three men were stood opposite too. A shipment was expected to come in that night, and Teddy was giving orders on how the eyewatering amount of cocaine would be distributed around evenly. Half would be sent to other states, and half would circulate Louisiana.

“And the… ahem… live contraband?” one of the guys asked. “They’re in the warehouse.”

“Oh. Them. Yeah. All girls?” Teddy folded his arms. The guy gave him a curt nod. “Show me. I’ll pick the sexy ones, clean ‘em up, and they can come work for me. The rest can go wherever there’s a toilet that needs cleaning.”

“You got it, boss.”

I felt sick.

“Women?” I breathed, falling into step beside him as we walked over to the warehouse behind the guys. “Teddy, you’ve imported women?!”

“Yeah. How else do you think we get hookers?” he looked down at me, face passive, like he was explaining how bread is made to a kid. He offered me his arm, and I knew better than to refuse it. “We gotta keep the boys happy, sweetheart.” I looked down.

Teddy was presented with a seat, and I was given one too, just beside him. He kept his hand on my thigh the entire time, possessive and controlling. I didn’t know, genuinely, if it was a show, or if it was natural for him to do that, now. But the confusion quickly left me as a line of women walked in. It was a disgustingly sorry sight. Some wore clothes too tight for them, shorts that ate into their hips and asses, shirts that threatened to burst around breasts unsupported by any bra. Other women – some of them mere girls – wore baggy, holey clothes that barely revealed anything.

And Teddy’s choices confused me further.

The girls and women covered up were sent off with three of his men to work at the Lobo Mansion, or in the Lobo-owned clubs in the city. The rest, the ones who clearly wanted to show off their assets, were sent to work as cleaners. One woman, sentenced to a life as a cleaner, made a run for Teddy, her long nails clawed as she lunged at him. But before she could spew out whatever language she actually spoke (because I wasn’t wholly convinced these women were North American), Teddy pulled out his already-loaded gun and nailed her through the forehead. He barely moved an inch, otherwise.

“Fucking crazy bitch,” he murmured. I felt sick again. I couldn’t stop it. Before I knew it, I turned and vomited, the meagre breakfast Teddy had given me five minutes for coming right back up. “Jesus fucking Christ, (Y/N)! What happened?!”

“Teddy…” I whimpered. “She – you d-didn’t –“

“I did have to, baby. Otherwise they would have all done the same shit.” He patted my back and smiled at me. “Come on. Let’s get you home.”

As we drove home, Bellafrancesca called. I barely paid attention to the conversation, Bellafrancesca asking about the warehouse, the girls, any special ones… until she mentioned Rebecca. And how Rebecca was there now, wanting to speak to me. Teddy took the turn-off for the Lobo Mansion, and smiled at me.

“Time to see what you’re really fucking made of, baby,” Teddy grinned. When we parked up, he handed me a pack of gum, and reached into the tiny space behind his seat for a water for me. “Sick breath, baby. I wanna kiss you real bad, but I can’t kiss you with sick breath.” I flushed, and drank some of the water, then took a couple of pieces of gum. He watched me, bemused. Amused. Gleeful, almost.

“You wanna kiss me, but you won’t tell me what the fuck has happened these past couple of months, and why it all feels like a dream sequence.” I looked at him.

“Alright. I’ll cut you a deal.” He took the gum from me, then took my hands. “You show me what you’re capable of in here, with Quincy… blow my fucking mind… and I’ll tell you what happened. Deal?”

“Define what you mean by ‘show you what I’m capable of’ and ‘blow your mind’,” I replied. “Because blowing your mind could mean sucking you off so well, you can’t think or see straight for a week… or it could mean getting your gun from you and blowing your literal mind from your skull.” I smiled at him.

“I’m not suicidal, sweet cheeks,” he murmured, stroking my face. “And for a change, I’m not horny. Does that help?”

It helped.

I climbed from the car with him, jaw set. I knew what he wanted me to do, deep down. I just didn’t know if I’d be able to do it when faced with the one person who’d kept me on the straight and narrow in a city where the straight and narrow was a minority.

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