#richie boyle blurb

[freedomfireflies]

Hi! Can you do a Richie Boyle smut short where he has sex with the reader who happens to be Francis’ sister because he is jealous about how close Francis is with his father?

“You again.”

The deep, salacious purr slips over your shoulder as you feel a warm chest press against your back.

You recognize the voice. The accent. The smell of his cologne, and the incessant need to seek you out just to intimidate you.

You don’t want to feel intimidated by him, but sometimes…you just can’t help it. Because despite Francis’s warnings, Richie has always had this…ability. This effortless talent to draw in the attention of everyone in the room.

Maybe it’s because they know he’s the son of one of the most dangerous mobsters in Chicago, or maybe it’s just his charm.

Either way, he certainly always has your attention.

“Richie,” you greet, willing yourself to sound uninterested. “You’re early.”

You catch his nonchalant shrug out of your peripheral as he reaches into his coat pocket to retrieve a cigarette. “Or maybe your brother is just late.”

“He’s in another meeting,” you explain, glancing back just in time to watch him light the object between his fingers. “He’ll be here soon.”

He takes a long, slow drag, eyes falling over your face before he exhales the smoke from his mouth and tsks, “Not soon enough.”

With that, he brushes past you and further into the warehouse, leaving you to stare at his back.

“Let me guess,” he calls over his shoulder, removing his hat and tossing onto a nearby table. “He’s with my pops.”

You straighten up, taking note of the slight edge woven between each word. “Yes.”

Richie chuckles. A dark, almost sarcastic sound. “Of fucking course. Always. S’always fucking Francis, isn’t it?”

You don’t really know what to say to that, but you suppose it’s more of a rhetorical question as he suddenly spins around to look at you.

“And let me guess…” he says again, now taking a deliberate step toward you just to watch your lashes flutter. “They sent you…to keep an eye on me.”

You go deathly still as he begins to approach. You don’t want him to know he’s right, but you suppose he’s smart enough to have figured it out.

Francis didn’t think he would. In fact, nobody suspects Richie of being sharp enough to do anything.

You don’t know him very well, but even you can see that that’s an unfair assumption.

“They sent you…” he continues, head cocking as he studies you, “to keep me out of trouble.”

He’s closer now. Much closer and your heart begins to race as the light catches the golden hue in his eyes.

 You open your mouth, ready to respond, but find that you have nothing to say. What can you say? You can’t lie to him. He’d surely have you hung if he found out.

So, you go with Plan B. “They did,” you agree, breath hitching as you anxiously await his reaction.

He’s quiet for a moment, regarding you with what looks to be amusement as his tongue comes out to wet his bottom lip. “Yeah? You gonna keep me out of trouble?”

Again, you have nothing to offer him. No quippy remark, no argument—nothing.

And you want to berate yourself for the way you’ve gone so soft but there’s something…about him. Some shift in his demeanor that’s caught you off guard.

Francis has made comments about Richie for years. Calling him spoiled, weak, a waste of goddamn hair.

He’s painted him to be this narcissistic monster with no charisma or soul.

But the man before…is not the man your brother described.

This Richie is…well, breath-taking.

And he’s looking at you like you’re the only thing he sees. And perhaps that’s all part of some act, but…for right now…you choose to believe it’s real.

His hand lifts, long fingers finding your jaw as he follows the sharp curve to your chin. Then, he takes hold and tilts your head up.

“I asked you a question, mama,” he murmurs, and you swallow.

“I don’t think I could ever keep you out of trouble,” you answer honestly, and you’re rewarded with a proud smirk.

“Is that right?” he hums, letting his thumb ghost over your bottom lip. “Well…maybe a little trouble is exactly what I need.”

You straighten up. “Yeah? And what makes you think you could handle it?”

His palm instantly moves back to your jaw as he squeezes—hard. “Better watching your fucking tone, honey.”

 “Yeah? Or what, Rich?” you retort, offering him a small but incredibly smug smile. “Hm? What are you gonna do without your little henchmen?”

He hesitates for no more than a second before he’s tossing his cigarette aside to grab onto both your hips and shove you back against the nearest support beam. 

You gasp to hide an excited whine, the wind nearly knocked from your lungs at the force of his aggression.

His palm comes up to your throat, fingers tapping your pulse point as he squeezes just hard enough to make your head spin. “Say it again.”

You squirm, a needy pit growing in your stomach at the devious expression on his face. In his voice. His touch. 

“Say it,” he hisses, lips dangerously close to your own. Taunting you with a taste. “Or beg me to prove you wrong.”

You’re practically panting, hands finding his shirt to clutch onto the material and urge him closer. “Rich…”

“What?” His head cocks, mouth once again dancing up in a condescending grin. “What, mama? What do you need?”

His fist snaps closed around your throat as you inhale sharply, your lashes fluttering until he’s satisfied with your reaction, and loosens his grip again. 

“You,” you whisper, but it’s teetering on the edge of a whimper. “You, Rich…please—”

He kisses you, quickly, and fervently. And it’s full of unspoken desire and need, his tongue tangling with yours as you just about slide down the beam.

“Nuh-uh,” he growls, using the hand on your hip to force you back up. “Not going anywhere, sugar. Gonna stay right here. Where I can ruin you.”

And maybe you know better. Maybe you know Francis would never forgive you. Maybe you know that you’re only a pawn in the game Richie is so desperately trying to play.

But maybe you just don’t give a shit.

“Hurry,” you murmur, head falling back as he kisses down your throat. “They’re gonna be here soon. He’ll kill you if he knows.”

Richie’s arrogant reaction is obvious to you even without being able to see his face. “And who says I fucking care, hm?”

With that, he moves to your dress, bunching the excessive material up so he can slip underneath and find you.

His fingers drag deliberately slow along the band of your underwear. And when he dips down to tease your clit over the fabric, you gasp again and straighten up onto your tiptoes.

He laughs, too pleased with himself for making you fall apart so easily.

He was right. He could ruin you. He’s going to ruin you.

And perhaps that’ll come back to bite you in the ass tomorrow.

But for right now…

You wouldn’t have it any other way.

LISTEN, I EDGED YOU JUST A LITTLE BIT, I'M SO SORRY BUT IF YOU EVER WANT A PART 2, LET ME KNOW, AND WE CAN FINISH WHAT WE STARTED 🤪

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masterlists !

FYI: for anybody wondering, no my requests are not strictly these shows/movies or characters, you can request whatever you’d like, these are just guidelines and characters i plan on writing for the most.

OBX

featuring - rafe cameron, jj maybank, john b routledge, pope heyward

SOUTH PARK

featuring - kenny mccormick, stan marsh, eric cartman, kyle broflovski, butters stotch, tweek tweak, craig tucker

BROOKLYN 99

featuring - jake peralta, charles boyle, rosa diaz, amy santiago

DAWSON’S CREEK

featuring - dawson leery, pacey witter, charlie todd, jack mcphee, cj braxton

DAZED AND CONFUSED

featuring - randall ‘pink’ floyd

WHIPLASH

featuring - andrew neiman

ANNE WITH AN E

featuring - gilbert blythe, jerry baynard

BIG HERO SIX

featuring - hiro hamada, tadashi hamada, wasabi, fred

BRIDGERTON

featuring - anthony bridgerton, benedict bridgerton, colin bridgerton, theo sharpe, simon bassett

CALL OF DUTY

featuring - soap, ghost/simon, konig, price, keagan p russ

CRIMINAL MINDS

featuring - spencer reid, derek morgan, aaron hotchner

ENOLA HOLMES

featuring - sherlock holmes, viscount tewkesbury

TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TURTLES

featuring - raphael, donatello, mikey, leonardo

SAW

featuring - adam stanheight, daniel matthews

SCREAM

featuring - billy loomis, stu macher, ethan landry

HARRY POTTER/SLYTHERIN BOYS

featuring (harry potter) - george weasley, fred weasley, ron weasley, oliver wood, harry potter, cedric diggory, neville longbottom

featuring (slytherin boys) - mattheo riddle, tom riddle jr, enzo berkshire, theo nott, draco malfoy, regulus black, blaise zabini

HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON

featuring - hiccup haddock

IT (2017)

featuring - richie tozier, eddie kaspbrak, bill denbrough, stanley uris, ben hanscom, mike hanlon

MARVEL

requests open for all characters!

MAZE RUNNER

featuring - thomas, newt (male + gn only), gally, minho

MID90S

featuring - fuckface, ray, fourth-grade

ON MY BLOCK

featuring - oscar diaz, cesar diaz, latrelle, jamal turner, ruby martinez

PERCY JACKSON

featuring - percy jackson, nico de angelo (male and gn only), jason grace, leo valdez, frank zhang, grover underwood

RED DEAD REDEMPTION 2

featuring - arthur morgan, john marston

SCHOOL SPIRITS

featuring - wally clark

SUPERNATURAL

featuring - dean winchester, sam winchester

STAR WARS

featuring - anakin skywalker, obi wan kenobi, din djarin

SHAMELESS

featuring - carl gallagher, lip gallagher, ian gallagher x mickey milkovich

TEEN WOLF

featuring - stiles stilinski, scott mccall, derek hale

THIRTEEN

featuring - mason freeland

TOTAL DRAMA

featuring - duncan, alejandro

WOLFBLOOD

featuring - rhydian morris

XMEN

requests open for all characters!

BALDURS GATE 3

featuring - astarion, shadowheart, halsin, gale, lae’zel, wyll

[fitzells]

I’d love something like Richie taking you out on a few dates and you finally give in to his invitation to a nightcap… he finds out you were dirtier than he expected you to be, his sweet girl…

He was gobsmacked, really, he was.

Sure, his invitation to a nightcap had some ulterior motives behind it, however, he hadn't expected you to take the reins as much as you were. In fact, you seemed to be more than eager to do all the work yourself, as you sat in his lap, your nimble hands working at taking off his belt. He was still smoking his cigarette, holding it between two fingers as his other hand held your jaw so he could give you a filthy kiss. He chuckled into your mouth, the sound low and dirty, enough to make you emit a frustrated whine.

"Wanted to do this the right way." He mumbled as he mouthed at your jaw. "Wanted to take you to bed, get you out of that pretty little dress."

You whined again, because seemingly that's all you were able to do right now. "You can do that later, I want you right now. Just like this."

His eyebrows raised, as he stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray beside his couch. adjusting his grip on you and groaning lowly as your heat ground against his crotch. "Where'd my sweet girl go, hm?"

[ohwowimlonley]

Megs 100 celebration masterlist!

Blurbs -

Mafia!mitch rapp

mitch rapp + medplay*

mitch rapp + hate sex*

richie boyle + housewife kink*

jack kline + kissies

sam winchester + argument aftermath

johnathan byers + first blowjob*

eddie munson + pushing glasses up your nose

steve rogers + hatefucking*

Headcanons -

mitch rapp + mornings

mitch rapp + breakfast in bed

mitch rapp + breeding*

mitch rapp + period sex*

richie boyle + cooking

tmr thomas + sitting on his lap

tmr thomas + showing u off

sam winchester + being protective

eddie munson + rolling ur joints

eddie munson + manhandling*

[harringtonstilinski]

OMG AND 26. REUNION WITH RICHIE BOYLE

so, 26 from that list was heal, so i wrote a blurb from that. i'm gonna split your request in two and do a reunion blurb with richie, as well <3

patch you up - richie boyle

send me a number and i'll write a blurb * i write for dylan + his characters, minus caleb, colin & jimmy i write for tom holland + peter parker(tom's, obvi) i write for joe keery + steve harrington(might expand to keys) *

[fitzells]

Omg for your blurb night thing: something, anything with Richie. Like, he seems like such a smug guy, but he was so soft with Mabel, so I think he’s secretly a softie, especially with his girl. Like, yes he’s a cocky bastard, but he definitely lets his guard down around her. Smiling and laughing more, taking her on sweet dates, sneaking kisses 🥺🫠

He was completely and utterly enamoured with you.

So much so, in fact, that he couldn't stop the cheesy grin that tugged at his lips as he laughed amusedly at the story you were telling him, your delicate hands waving about animatedly.

His eyes trailed over your figure, a gaze filled with nothing but complete adoration and purity. He released a puff of smoke from his mouth before stubbing out his cigarette, lacing your fingers together and pulling you close to him.

Upon instinct, your arms wrapped around his neck; his rosy lips pressing timid little pecks against your jaw. Timid, if somebody had told you a couple of months ago that Richie fuckin' Boyle would be pressing kisses on your neck and not trying to get you into his bed, you'd have laughed in their face. You knew Richie better now, though. You knew that he cared about you, you could see it in his eyes; ever since your mother pointed it out to you. Maybe he might even be in love with you.

"I should get you back inside, if I keep you out here any longer your pops'll murder me." He mumbled, his pointer finger and thumb gripping onto your chin gently to tilt your head up towards him. His lips caught yours softly, a satisfied hum passing his parted lips at the feeling. He pulled away before it got too heated, pecking your forehead and walking you to your door.

"Didn't take Richie Boyle to be the kind of guy who'd care about respecting a chic's father." You teased, a smug little grin on your face.

“We’ll, you’re not just a chic, are you? You’re my girl.”He scoffed, a bashful smile on his face as he shrugged. “And I want to prove myself, y'know? He's not my biggest fan, seeing as he and my pops have hated each other for as long as I can remember."

You laced your fingers with his own once more, pressing a kiss to his large hand. He tucked a stray hair behind your ear with his free hand, leaning over slightly to whisper in your ear. "Plus, I kinda wanna marry his daughter someday, so I should probably get on his good side."

Your mouth gaped open wide, and you didn't have any time to respond before he was knocking at your front door; and greeting your mother with a warm grin and a kiss on the cheek.

[ohwowimlonley]

pls tags me in all ur dob and character kinktober blurbs, u probs we’re gonna but had to cement it because that richie boyle one is personal for me, i know

Yeah I was gunna anyways bc I’m a super cool awesome thoughtful friend